[center][h3][color=ed1c24][b]Red the Teddy Knight[/b][/color][/h3][sub]Interacting with: [@GreenGoat][/sub][/center]

[color=ed1c24]"Hm, that armor was quite sturdy,"[/color] said Red, as Vorpal flew in circles around him. The giant armored teddy was crouching over the edge of the building he had landed on, watching the fight of the Champions from a distance. 

Vorpal talked while flying, mostly to snicker. It was a wonder that he didn't get tired like that, really. [color=8882be]"Haha, yeah! I was surprised that snipers leg didn't go 'snap'! Their gettup must be something else, not like that clunky piece of tin you're wearing!"[/color]

At that, Red took some offense. His armor was antiquated, he was well aware of that. It was useful for stopping things like knives and swords, but utterly useless in this modern era of bullets and missiles. Truth be told, he didn't actually [i]need[/i] to wear it. His natural skin was harder than steel and more tougher than Kevlar; the only reason he deigned to wear the armor was simply because Alice liked it.

She didn't say anything of course - she wasn't keen on showing too much of her emotions, but he knew. It was a part of their connection.

Red sighed, and decided not to take issue with Vorpal. The sword didn't have a brain, it wasn't his fault he was tactless 

[color=ed1c24]"You can still see the sniper, Vorpal?"[/color]

The sword twirled in place, which was a sort of substitute for a nod. 

[color=8882be]"Uh-huh. He ain't out of range yet, looks like he's staying put for now, probably afraid we'll be going after 'im. Why aren't we going after 'im anyway?"[/color]

[color=ed1c24]"No need. Our objective was to stop him from disrupting the Champion's operation, and we've been successful so far. Fighting indoors will just make things more difficult for us, and in any case, you have an eye on him. He can't do anything without us knowing, so we can stay put."[/color]

Vorpal fell silent at that, and accepted his decision. He rarely argued with Red anyhow; when it came to actual combat, he held the most experience, probably even more than Aida herself - though she was leagues better than him when it came to sabotage.

[color=ed1c24]"Looks like things are picking up over there,"[/color] Red mumbled, staring at the fiasco going between the Champions and their opponents. [color=ed1c24]"How is it on your end, Chesire?"[/color]

The Cat replied, his voice sounding strained. [color=662d91]"Fine. Got out of the firefight before it got worse. I'm in a safe position, and I've got a clear view of the whole thing."[/color]

Red nodded. Good, now all that was left was to wait and see - something he wasn't particularly good at. That was Aida's thing, the damned ninja.