[center][color=A9A9A9][h1][b]Aya Kagamine[/b][/h1]
[/color][/center][hr][hr][u][b]Port District[/b][/u]

As usual, the beach was bustling with civilians. With the sun shining over with its blinding summer light, it was the perfect day to be out and about in Ginmura. It was about time Aya took some time out of the apartment, especially when the weather was as good as this. 

She decided not to, though.

Maybe staying up late on that one piece of artwork wasn't such a good idea after all. At this rate, if she was to continue these late night acts, Aya would slowly transform into a coffee obsessed vampire.

[color=A9A9A9][b]"Screw it, I'm resting up for today…"[/b][/color] she muttered, her unusually deep voice muffled by the pillow.

The tower of water that had just appeared from the nearby port said otherwise, though.

[color=A9A9A9][b]"…Fuck."[/b][/color]

Stupid villains. Damned monsters. Why of all days did they have to come and wreck things for the Ginmura citizens? Couldn't everyone just have one week of peace without… things destroying the place and causing havoc in all the districts?

Well, that was the world, so Aya had to cope. 

The port district wasn't that far from her apartment, so hopefully she wouldn't be too exhausted to kick some evil monster butt. Pulling a white hoodie over her head, Aya rushed out of her door, bag slung over her shoulder. She flipped over the metal stair rails, and in about thirty seconds she was already at the bottom.

Huh. Who knew the giant torrent of water would reveal a giant metal, uh, robot? A poorly painted one at that, too.

Well, at least she was here now. It seemed that someone had already started the job off for her, but there wouldn't be any harm in finishing it off, right? 

[b]“Quit chasing me, dork! It’s against the rules! It’s illegal! It’s cheating!”[/b] 

Ah, there it was. Shots of lime green, black and yellow clouded her eyes. Valence's voice wasn't one that Aya was particularly fond of. In fact, those colours and the way they appeared ticked her off.

[color=A9A9A9][b]"Oi, Val. It's been a while, hasn't it?"[/b][/color]

The woman sat on top of one of the crates, flipping a red can in her right hand. A cocky, somewhat creepy smile crossed her face, her dark red eyes gleaming in the sunlight.

[b][color=A9A9A9]"You know, the paint jobs on those crazy tall robots seem to be getting shittier by the week. Seriously, it's not just the durability of your metal minions that need improving."[/color][/b]

[@Poke]