11-15-2017, 08:53 AM
"Oh?", Miranda would muse, her crimson eye glancing down upon the bot. The female cyborg would kneel behind the clunky hunk of metal and circuits, her claws travelling over the bot's backside as to take a few minor measurements of the robot's frame. Her claws would glow in a myriad of vibrant colors. Her eye narrowed, focusing the harness omnilinium against the backside of the bot, her hands shifting to a flaming crimson. Miranda had begun crafting leather straps upon Claptrap's backside, fastened down by a few choice screws, careful not to accidentally damage the already hurt bot.
"What are you doing back there? I'll have you know that I'm not programmed for that kind of smut!"
Miranda merely shook her head and gripped the straps, tugging on them to test their durability. She'd smirk with satisfaction before hoisting the bot up, her arms looping through the straps, tightening the mildly amusing piece of machinery to her back. She'd begin her march back up to the blade's fortress.
"You need to go on a diet, big boy", Miranda would tease, her eyes narrowing upon the path before her.
It was fortunate, though, that Claptrap was able to make a recording of the battle they had just fought. The ordeal with the older woman of that other group bothered her. Miranda saw Renji put a sizable hole in her and put her out of commission for the rest of the fight, yet there she was in the aftermath, undamaged. She hadn't shown any regenitive properties before then, so how the hell was she able to be in the condition, let alone stand.
The whole ordeal, made her head spin and sickened her core.
"Claptrap, You saw Morene get hit by the Boss, right? How do you think she recovered so quickly?"
"What are you doing back there? I'll have you know that I'm not programmed for that kind of smut!"
Miranda merely shook her head and gripped the straps, tugging on them to test their durability. She'd smirk with satisfaction before hoisting the bot up, her arms looping through the straps, tightening the mildly amusing piece of machinery to her back. She'd begin her march back up to the blade's fortress.
"You need to go on a diet, big boy", Miranda would tease, her eyes narrowing upon the path before her.
It was fortunate, though, that Claptrap was able to make a recording of the battle they had just fought. The ordeal with the older woman of that other group bothered her. Miranda saw Renji put a sizable hole in her and put her out of commission for the rest of the fight, yet there she was in the aftermath, undamaged. She hadn't shown any regenitive properties before then, so how the hell was she able to be in the condition, let alone stand.
The whole ordeal, made her head spin and sickened her core.
"Claptrap, You saw Morene get hit by the Boss, right? How do you think she recovered so quickly?"
"I've been here before, used to this kind of war. Crossfire grind through the sand. The orders were easy: 'It's kill or be killed'. Blood on both sides will be spilled."
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