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"Listen, choom. I don't trust a single person except for me and, if I'm intoxicated, my brother. No offense, I'm just not lookin' to have my head blown off."

Yung Din's lips bent into a smirk, amused by the conversation that the two girls were having. Truth was, trust was a terrible thing for Yung himself, as he trusted very little after...that day.

"Okie miss lady." Fumizuki smiles, and heads back to sit on the sofa.

Cue Matt just walking in, with a angry look. It may have seem like he's badly injured because he's been battling some strange beings. "Ugh, these god damn cosmic monoliths.. Always freakin' teleporting!" He said, as he just sat down on a chair. OH and he's wearing some... fire resistance armor which is pretty much made from dragon skin.

Iro looks at Rebecca " Well..arent you just a doll-" she'd mutter as she'd stand up to approach "Your body is quite odd too" she'd say smiling a bit brighter than before

Archontikos wandered around the establishment, his piercing amber irises dully scanning the vicinity and the various patrons. Nothing here seemed to peak his interest all that much. Anybody who found themselves within an arm's reach of the primordial warrior would feel a noticeable amount of heat and pressure emanating from him. Just a flick of his tail feathers would be enough to incinerate this place to nothingness . With a silent sigh, Archon would continue to trek aimlessly.

Maki just looked at him, but paid no mind to his odd aura, instead she'd warp infront of him and offered a cup of apple juice (at least it probably was-) "Welcome to the bar, have a drink, sit down, absolutely go crazy or whatever I dont know-" she'd shrug

*jokes walks in*

Damian drops down from the ceiling, knife aimed at Joke’s head while Sage glitches all around Rebecca, curious. “Hmm… almost like a cyborg… but… seems more robot than human… interesting… so this is where the maker got her inspiration from…. I wonder if my glitch could enter your system, it would be lovely to learn more about you.”

(OMG REBECCA!!! I havem’t exactly watched Edgerunners yet, but I’ve seen clips, and i understand 2 things. It looks awesome, and Rebecca is bad ass. A bit of fourth wall breaking there lol.)

(Language friend-)

"Hehe-" he places a small octopus on Iro's head who more or less freezes with fear-

(What language?)

Cue Matt just walking over to Iro. He just then removes the octopus off her head and went back to his seat. "Hm.."

(Oh, btw g'day everyone.)

(Ehh I give up-)

(Also hi Taro!)

Zero slaps an octopus onto Maki's head who didnt seem to mind

Cue Nolegs just breaking through a window. Did he also had- "God CENSORED dammit! I hate these bloody cosmic monoliths!" Nolegs said, as he got up. He's also injured like Matt.

"I mean, I'unno what a Maker is, but I can't blame her for taking inspiration from..." She leans forward, a hand on her thigh and her lips pursed. "All this." ^{All four feet of... whatever the Hell she even was--} "But don't act like I'm more machine than man, gonk." She definitely was. Synthetic skin, mechanical eyes, big Rockem Sockem Robot arms--

"I doubt whatever you've got would work on me. I'm not some Chrome junkie who cheaps out to get her fix, I've actually got good systems in place." For her own sake, she's gonna grab and stow away her guns. Just in case.

Iro once again quickly approaches, scanning Rebecca up and down, clearly interested, probably less interested than wherever her brain is subconsciously sending it- "So cool, especially the arms!" She'd say almost childish in tone

(Like she isnt childish already Rei?-)

Sage grins. “Hmmm… This is quite interesting… from what i know, the maker took quite a liking to you and you and parts of your color scheme… Anyways, enough of breaking the fourth wall, tell me about yourself!”

(Honestly, Rebecca is awesome. You have officially made my favorite fandom character that I’ve seen for now. But i did take some inspiration from Rebecca’s color scheme, the pink and green.)

God, she hates that question. Not that she doesn't love gloating about herself, but when people ask her that it's usually people trying to sniff out all the gang activity she's involved in. ^{Edgerunning makes a killing but it's not exactly clean work. It ain't honest, but it's much.} Rebecca glances from side to side, expecting a camera crew to show up and record the impromptu interview. ^{Or a firing squad.} "Sooooo..." She twirls one of her pigtails around on one of her jumbo sized fingers. "I'm Rebecca... I have a brother named Pilar, I've got a bunch of augments... I work for a big mother$#%@er named Maine..."

“Cool! I honestly have no idea what else you do, and i couldn’t care. I just want to know you as a person.” Sage grins.
“I try nt to be nosy unless you seem like a suspicious killer.”