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All pretty things really were fleeting, Silje thought, as the last few flames burned out. They left behind a half-melted husk, a few smudges of colour clinging to its metallic frame. It didn't look like it was about to swing at them anytime soon anymore. Cut open the head, and it was all but a glorified trashcan.

... Hm, now there was an idea! Could they keep it, maybe? Her room back home could've used a bigger bin.

[color=a1e1fd]"We did it, Mordie!"[/color] Silje cheered, running up to the goliath, about to launch herself to cling to his arm, when she saw movement from the corner of her eye. More robots. She grinned, spinning around towards them, ready for another go — only to realize she was the only one to do so. The rest of the squad had taken care of things on their end, but were quickly backing away now.

[color=a1e1fd]"Aww, do we have to?"[/color] she whined at Gerard, kicking at the debris scattered around her feet. He didn't need to reply; the fact that everyone else was already gunning it to the truck said enough. She wasn't about to get left behind. Besides, she really wanted to meet the princess — whose discovery she had missed earlier! Maybe she should've paid more attention to their communication channel?

...Nah!

Silje slipped into the truck next to Kalina, trying to peer at herself in the rear view mirror. Her hair was a wild mess, her face covered in dirt. [color=a1e1fd]"Kali, how do I look? If you were a princess, would you be impressed?"[/color] she asked from probably [i]the [/i]only person even [i]more [/i]clueless about these things than her.
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