[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 - [color=0072bc]Razor's Character[/color][/sup][/INDENT]
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The broom had a name. Not a very good name, but it still had a name. His eyebrows went up as the broom seemed to be very jittery around him. He stopped when he was facing the Pumpkin Witch once again with Broomy at her back. Pumpkin Witch commented that the broom wasn't that jumpy around strangers. She didn't even pay much attention to him anymore, but Razor didn't mind. He was more curious on what the broom had to say. And thanks to Pumpkin Witch's translation, he was able to know what exactly was with it. Him? Ah whatever.

Oh? The broom could sense that he was made of metal? That he wasn't organic? What, did the broom sense something in humans that it couldn't sense in him? He had life, personality, free will, everything [i]except[/i] an organic body. He placed his hands inside his pocket, [color=0072bc]"It seems your broom is quite a sharp one."[/color] He pointed out. He looked down at his shredded forearm sleeves. Erika had the best paint in the world - his skin was skin-colored even though he had morphed it earlier and it had become silver. But this time, it was normal.

[color=0072bc]"Do you want to know - what your broom thinks is off?"[/color]