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She was already there, of course; a thirty-something woman clad in a ridiculous, colorful hoodie seated casually upon the barrel of one of the many protruding cannons from the angry captain's mighty cruiser. Legs dangling off the side of it and swinging idly back and forth, she peered over the rims of her useless sunglasses and looked about the mysterious place with its mysterious people with a curious, lopsided grin. She blew out a cloud of smoke that smelled very different from the captain's spicy cigars...She was glad to be seated just out of range of that black chugging smoke since it probably would have made her sneeze uncontrollably or something.

Leaning back on her palms, the woman blinked, looking vaguely upwards as - unseen to all but herself - she consulted the interface display built into her cybernetic eyes. She looked almost as if reading something written in the sky for a moment, then returned her seafoam gaze to the others present. Having some idea of what she was expected to do was helpful.

"I feel like...There's like, a lot of anger and whatever in here." She observed stupidly, voice husky, ridiculous California accent and all, yet still appearing as though she thought she had provided useful insight. "You gotta', like, chill, bruh."

No sooner had she finished this profound declaration that something seemed to occur to her. Macks blinked, and looked around again. Eyes flitted between a towering alien, several young girls, some kind of serpent being, then back to the captain. "W-wait. Which one of you is 'above' me?" She asked nobody in particular, pointedly looking upward and not immediately seeing anybody floating over her head. Frowning at the realization that perhaps she didn't know what she was doing as well as she thought she did, the weird lady half-turned and looked over the ship upon which she was presently so casually perched upon.

"Bro this isn't even my ship." She breathed profoundly to nobody in particular, having only now come to the conclusion that she was not where she thought she was.

Ixthis stood his mouth agape trying to piece together what he’d heard and gave his most reasonable response, “what the good **** are you on about?”

Then he slithered over to the gunsmith, “miss this ain’t my ship either, I don’t even know why I’m here it is absolutely mad here. All this anger is really killing my mood. Why don’t we leave this huh? Get something to drink?”

"Drinks up!" Being a bartender, it was...only appropriate that she show up randomly...Heh?

"Aye!! I need some stout dwarven ale!"

"The Tifa-puu special." >___< "Hehe~"
> What's with her?

"Don't mind her..." The android sighs. It would seem she's...symbolically cut her hair? Or not, but changed photos because I found this one cuter.

"And a Tifa-puu special for her, too~"

"I wonder thoroughly why a child is dressed in such a vulgar way."

"Oh, believe me...She's no child."

"She looks, acts, behaves and talks like children. You to a certain extent as well, miss. I am correct. that the both of you are, despite the absurd fantasies I read on these papers."

<"THE BALD CREATURE MAKES A SIGNIFICANTLY STRONG POINT, ADOLESCENT. YOU WOULD DO WELL TO RESPECT YOUR ELDERS, FOR I AM CERTAIN YOU ARE GOING AGAINST YOUR CULTURAL STANDARDS. IN MY SOCIETY, CHILDREN ARE NOT ALLOWED TO BE SO FRIVOLOUS AND CAREFREE. I KILLED MY FIRST MEGATHERIUM UPON MY THIRD BIRTHING ANNIVERSARY.">

"A girl like her would only have respect for the man dominating her bed, anyway..." He'd crossed his arms. "I would know..."

"...That blade of yours...it is impractically large..."

"I sometimes wonder why it just doesn't break..."

Almost immediately, the wise man was stricken by a throbbing headache. For the first time in his long-lived existence, Severin had never thought he would rather lean towards an individual species of a highly predatory and terrifying alien being, but sometimes.

"Impressive." - He looks the coated man up and down, still trying to process what he had just said. Looking at the size of his sword, impossibly and unnecessarily large. "I'm so dumbfounded by what you've just said that I must congratulate you. It's impressive how years of extended isolation can do to the human mind." - He was just glad the Cap'n was retching in a far away corner, else that would be enough to slice somebody in half.

Merrin's impression of the astrophysicist was painfully clear as she spoke in worry for him. "Are you... Pent up, mister? You seem... Very... angry right now..." Is he always like this, though? I really hope not...

Then again, the frustration was understandable. A lot of people have trailed off topic and ignored protocol enough for even her close friend to look exasperated with the entire ordeal.

Believe you me...you would do well to not call me a child...you stand before a goddess whose main method of contact is via avatars that only act like kids...she can dress how shw wants!
"Calm down, puu!"

"Are you daft? I said the Magic explodes, not the mage. It doesn't harm the mage, but those around them." He scoffed at such an oversight. "It's like some people were born to not notice the fine details."

He shook his head, and focused on Asami. "If you don't want to be called a child, you should stop acting like one. It's quite logical, really."

(WA2000)
"Hmph. Is this really the best we all can do? I'm a high-class sniper, with a classy weapon and all...But seriously, is this the best we can do?"

"Honestly, how can someone your size even carry a thing so unwieldy without the aid of magic?"