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The Lilim stood still for a second. "No play found with the words [i]Hamleancelot[/i] and [i]Fuck[/i] in databanks. Likelihood of subterfuge 95%." She droned as she got ready, looking at the door."Commencing Spanking maneuver." The robotic woman said as she caught some wind-up, and with a single movement, jammed her hands in the door's hinges.

The awful sound of metal giving way past their fracture limit was heard as in one swift move, with the ease of opening a can the robotic entity pried open the door, making it fall to one side. Her eyes scanned the room. Her eyes flashed red as she locked on the target, a leg shooting way up like a cobra lunging in an stylish taekwondo-style kick, ready to crush the nasal bone of the male pilot. Except the leg stopped an inch or so away from Griff's face, and the poor pilot could count the grains of grit on her metallic heel.

"Abort. Data Center detected. Technological loss unacceptable. Recalculating." The Lilim said, still on guard. "Pilot, you are lucky. Next time, remember your reproductible capabilities are not necessary for piloting framewerks. The female child has no fault for your failings at basic laundry tasks." She eyed the female child, who seemed terrified and quickly interposed her sturdy frame between her and the undisciplined male pilot. Her unfeeling face tilted to face the girl, as she gently scooped the terrified girl on her arms with the care of a lioness scooping her cubs.

"Ultimatum: Don't talk to me and my child ever again." The combat Lilim said, as she comically hoisted the terrified Serah to one of her shoulders, as if the pilot was one third of her actual age. "There, there, the bad boy will not hurt you. This unit is SR-456, named Stella. Do you like candy?" The robot girl said in a stilted inflection as she carried Serah out of the room. "Do you require medical care or food?" She added, as she began walking away, dodging the dislodged door. And then, as if all a sudden, a question  popped up.

"Where is Ritsu Kaname." Stella droned, still carrying Serah like a lost child, ocassionally throwing glances at the offender they were leaving behind.