[color=ec008c][INDENT][B][SUP][SUB][H3]E R I K A "T H E P U P P E T E E R" M I K A Z U C H I[/H3][/SUB][/SUP][/B][/INDENT][hr][/COLOR][INDENT][sup]City K[/sup][/INDENT] [@JustYui] [@Phobos] [@LostDestiny] [@Thecrash20] [@dragonmancer] [@Cherrywitch] The continuity of the heroes attacks matched by Ayu's plasma shots seemed to do a number on Gastro. He seemed to be in great pain as he roared and let out the lava-hot liquid from before. It was a good thing that Erika and her robots were far enough to not be hit by the lava. Though it also gave them a good opening. Ayu quickly calculated where her earlier shots went to and what did the most damage. Or at least, what Gastro defended the most. That was the first two. She aimed once more and shot three bullets towards the vital organs, shots calculated meticulously as to avoid both the liquid and should hit the vitals if Gastro does not block it. Erika then saw a... drunk man walking around and saying something but she couldn't hear what it was. He then turned to her and then attempted to push her out of the way and assuring her that he got it all under control... but his aim was way off and he only ended up ruffling her hair, which she didn't mind. She could even smell the scent of alcohol from his breath making her doubt that he could actually do something coherent. [color=ec008c]"A-Ah... no, I'm fine. I'm aiming to become a hero too so this is like, um, training."[/color] She explained, giving him a goofy smile. She wasn't sure if the man understood her in his drunken state. She also wasn't sure why she was explaining herself to the man. Then he began talking to Grey Ghost, the robotic hero. She then turned to Razor once more. She saw Razor with his blades retracted and his arms crossed. Battle-thirsty he was, but he knew that there were no openings and thus did not attack. Good, Erika feared that Razor would do something while she had her attention elsewhere. Erika was about to speak to Razor on what he could possibly do when shots rung out from a gun making her yelp. She sharply turned her head towards where the shot was being made and there, the drunk Mrs. Pickles was holding a gun and shooting. She wasn't sure if that was safe. [color=ec008c]"Ah, Mister!"[/color] She shouted as she saw him go down. Erika quickly made her way to the unconscious drunk. He was bleeding from a cut on his arm. She didn't know what to do. She knew how to replace something - but she didn't know how to fix [i]organic[/i] things. It was then that Grey Ghost approached them and then began treating Mrs. Pickles. She stepped back. This was actually the first time she looked at Grey Ghost for an extended amount of time. She began 'seeing' through his armor, seeing what the devices implanted within him does. Although the something that really got to her was the fact that he was organic. He was human. And yet, he was also a robot. But he was unlike Ayu and Razor who were born robots, he was born human and just riddled with robotic parts. He was augmented to become robot-like. While others would think it's so cool to see someone like him, half-human half-robot; Erika felt differently. There was a clear difference between robot and human. And they should be kept as separate as possible. Robotic parts were fine - an arm and a leg, the heart, a kidney... by themselves, it was fine to have them inside of a human. It would help them survive and function normally. But this? Turning a human into a cyborg to become a hero. That was a 'no' in her books. There doesn't seem to be anything wrong with Ghost, so why was it needed? Was it because they wanted another hero? They had quite an abundance already. A sick experiment maybe? Perhaps they were trying to achieve something by making him? Ah, she'll just lose her head when she keeps on thinking about it! She snapped herself out of it just in time for the ambulance to arrive. Mrs. Pickles was taken out of the battlefield and to the hospital. [color=ec008c]"I hope he's going to be fine."[/color] Erika said in a worried tone, enough to be overheard by Ghost himself. Razor watched as the man was loaded into the ambulance before turning to Ayu who had her eyes on Gastro the whole time, not caring for what happened around her. Razor knew that she trusted him to take care of Erika while she was focused on attacking. Well, she didn't seem to be in any immediate danger, especially since she was with an A-Rank hero. [color=0072bc]"I'm gonna scan the area if there are any civilians left."[/color] He told Ayu and she nodded. [color=92278f]"Be careful."[/color] Ayu responded, [color=92278f]"I'll keep an eye out for Erika then."[/color] She continued but she didn't turn to face their creator and master but kept her eyes glued on the alien. But Razor was confident that Ayu was looking out for Erika, despite not looking like it. He then shoved his hands inside his pockets before starting to roam around the city. There wasn't much for him to do anyway so rescuing people sounded ideal. Ayu and the other heroes had the alien after all and he couldn't see an opening for an attack. He frowned as he looked down on his sleeves. Damn it, he ripped it for no reason. Then he would be forced to fix it and thus spending hours just remaking under uniform! Great, just great. The city was empty for the most part, as most of the civilians were already in the evacuation center. However, he started to pick up faint traces of a living being, a human one at that. He followed the trail until he saw a blonde person in a witch's costume holding a broom. [color=0072bc]"And who, exactly, might you be?"[/color] Razor asked, his database already collecting information from what he can remember. It was too bad that Razor wasn't exactly well-fed when it came to information about heroes as much as Ayu was. Though thankfully, the person in front of him was within his range of knowledge. The Pumpkin Witch, B-Class, Rank 14. Okay, so no worries when it comes to her defending herself. Seeing as she was a B-Class hero, she could most likely take care of herself. But he didn't mention that he knew of her yet. It wouldn't be ideal to reveal that he wasn't exactly made of flesh and bones like her, more like metal and wires for him.