Zone C -- Megacity One

[The Future Warrior]

"So...you guys got in a fight that messed you up this bad?" Graowr asked again as they rolled on through the streets, back through the city.

"Yess," Cell deadpanned.

"It was...just one fight, though?" she pressed on. "Like, you weren't looking great after we fought, but you were still alright after that one. But now you guys are just..."

"...looking like we got put on the wrong side of a blender," Archer interrupted to finish. "Yeah. We know."

"Wow. Whoever it was must have been something else!" There was open wonder and admiration in her voice. She had brought her arms up, folding them behind her head and taken to walking backward, looking from one of her unlikely allies to the other. "You guys were pretty strong, yourself, so whoever managed to beat you so badly must be really strong!"

Cell's one good eye just narrows, his beak curling into an ugly snarl. "Yess. We get it. We got sspanked. Sstop talking about it now."

"Please, yes, stop already. We're trying not to relive our nightmare." Archer ran a hand over his eyes frustratedly. "It was bad enough the first time, and I'm not drunk enough to think it happened to somebody else and I was just watching."

The majin just blinked, her arms dropping to her sides. "Wow. That bad, huh?" She shrugged, turning back around and redoubling her pace. "Come on, let's go! Gotta get to the safehouse!"

A matched groan came from Archer and Cell as they did their best to hurry up, pace increasing by a measure only noticeable to someone walking alongside them. They did not look terribly happy about the increased speed the small, blue creature was forcing upon them, but they reluctantly put up with it and trudged along as best they could after her.

Graowr, Cell and Archer moving from C17 to C21