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Dang thicc hips, Bomb ass lips, I could rule the world on my fingertips. ~<3
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@Caits How would Cassandra know that Erika would be looking out for one of the kings? Unless she's assuming Red King based on the news of her relationship to him?
Cherry nuzzled up closer against Grafdakkas head as his thrusters went out full throttle. She wasn't really paying attention, still shaking her body enticingly atop his shoulders by instinct alone. The sharp crackle in her ear from the built in communicator snapped her to attention though, calling for her presence.
"Nu-who?" Cherry smiled into her communicator, her LED blush disappearing. She blinked a handful of times; no response. Of course she'd been debriefed as to who everyone was prior to this point, her programming to be coy was showing itself. Cherry looked over at Grafdakka who had spotted Balrog, kicking her feet lightly against his metal body. "I gotta go Mr. Grafdakka, buh-by--OOP~!!!"
Just then, the mecha had shouted about how Balrogs body would be his and jettisoned off. Unprepared, Cherry backflipped off of him from the force of how quickly he pulled away and landed in the soft grass of the island they had hovered over with a soft "oof~!"
Cherry raised herself up, blue eyes wide with her hands placed on the ground close to her between her spread legs as she watched Grafdakka take off. She raised her hands to her lips, giving a small giggle.
"Ready for action, Lunatic 1~!"
She spoke through her communicator. As she waited to be picked up, she spent her time laying in the soft grass and getting cozy. Perhaps cozier than she should with the gunfire around her but this place was so pretty she couldn't help but gain pleasure just from the environment itself. When the aircraft would get close, Cherry would quickly pick herself up and run to the edge of the island, glomming onto it as it slowed for her and locking her hands to the outside, ready for them to take her where she needed to be.
@Ryonara Alexi is so techno-incompetent she has attacked a Roomba, thinking it was trying to eat her.
You reminded me of this video.
Actual footage of the Machina in battle.
@ReaptheMusic You'd be the heart.
@Lucius Cypher No, you're definitely the chainsaw arm.
I'm flattered<3
You should give everyone mechs so we can turn into one huge Voltron. Grafdakka will form the head!
Cherry's too small to make up anything and not licensed to pilot a mech. She'll have to be the mascot.
Erika padded her way from the train station, heading to the park. After not too long, she slowed to a walk, then as she approached the perimeter gates giving way to the park, she stopped. Her hands clasped together in front of her chest like she were praying as a deep sigh pulled itself up from inside of her. Briefly she contemplated if she should call Michael and say things to him that she really wanted to but if she did that now, it might give him trouble later on. As she considered this, she heard a chime from her phone, signifying she'd received an email. For now though, she ignored it. Erika would rather focus on preparing herself mentally for her task at hand.
Alright.
She lifted her head up and straightened her shoulders. She'd dedicated herself to this. With a small, albeit nervous smile on her lips, she turned the corner into the park. Her smile almost immediately dropped. Oh, great, people here at night. And one of them was homeless, judging by the blanket. Erika looked over her shoulder, grimacing. What if something really suspicious was already going on here? Well, then again, considering what she was up to herself, maybe she was in good company. As she made her way towards them, she slowly realized that she'd seen both of them before at Purple Crown Academy and struggled to find their names.
The black haired boy with the long hair looking a bit like a stray cat on his park bench's identity completely eluded her. She'd seen him around with the other students just hanging around, he reminded her of the kind of people her brother would prefer to hang out with, but she'd never seen him in class or anything. As for the girl with the red hair she was... she was... Erika squinted in thought. Cassandra, that was the name. She thought, anyway. Maybe Erika should just wait near the entrance, her steps pausing mid-stride.
She swiveled her body around, taking a look at the park as best as she could from her point of view. Other than the two meeting at the park bench, it didn't seem like anyone else was around. It was a bad idea, but Erika just had to know. She stepped toward the two at the bench, her fingers playing with the leather strap of her purse around her shoulder.
"Excuse me," Erika stepped up to them, pushing her dark curls out of her face. "You both attend Purple Crown, right? Have you seen um--" She only barely stopped herself from saying the White King's name. She hesitated, then began again. "You wouldn't have happened to see any of the other students from our school here, have you?"
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Alexi is too far gone. Sorry, but she did put on a damn fine show against a faction leader. If she had a cohort with her to follow up, Ira would likely be toast, or captured.
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