... Hm. That makes me consider. I do not believe I've ever tried to write a proper romance.
... Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaand I'm pretty sure I shouldn't try to, either. XD
... Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaand I'm pretty sure I shouldn't try to, either. XD
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‘I advice that, as long as The Presence has not told us whatever his plan might be, we might be jeopardizing it by moving out too early.’ Metallia commented, having stood by the side for quite a while without necessarily making any sign that she heard anything around her until now. ‘I also advice that the larger our body-count, the larger the collective force of heroes focused on ensuring our demise will be. Serial killers are more important to neutralize than bank robbers, after all. Do as you wish with this knowledge.’ She added, given the most recent discussion. Though, that conclusion had already been reached.
@Gentlemanvaultboy
If those first words was meant to reach all devices, then those words would be reaching all devices.
Metallia became aware of herself being called personally by her own device, and her hand reached into her jeans-jacket's pocket to press the button to answer.
‘I am receiving your words properly.’ There was a tiny bit of underlying annoyance. Of course she was receiving the words properly. It was HER technology after all. Did she expect Metallia's device to fail? Preposterous. … But she did understand the need to test technology not your own. She was mildly aware of how many tests she might have run herself if someone else thrust a similar device of their own making into her hand...
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‘... “Robo Princess”...?’ She commented in a questioning voice. It sounded... odd. As far as Metallia knew, she was not of royal descent. She assumed the first word was derived from her use of technological constructs. The latter, she had to assume, came from her overall appearance rather than actual heritage. It was... … … oddly flattering, to be compared to such individuals.
‘... Your nickname for me has been accepted. You may continue using it.’ Metallia made a satisfied remark before ending her transmission.
@Gentlemanvaultboy
If those first words was meant to reach all devices, then those words would be reaching all devices.
Metallia became aware of herself being called personally by her own device, and her hand reached into her jeans-jacket's pocket to press the button to answer.
‘I am receiving your words properly.’ There was a tiny bit of underlying annoyance. Of course she was receiving the words properly. It was HER technology after all. Did she expect Metallia's device to fail? Preposterous. … But she did understand the need to test technology not your own. She was mildly aware of how many tests she might have run herself if someone else thrust a similar device of their own making into her hand...
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‘... “Robo Princess”...?’ She commented in a questioning voice. It sounded... odd. As far as Metallia knew, she was not of royal descent. She assumed the first word was derived from her use of technological constructs. The latter, she had to assume, came from her overall appearance rather than actual heritage. It was... … … oddly flattering, to be compared to such individuals.
‘... Your nickname for me has been accepted. You may continue using it.’ Metallia made a satisfied remark before ending her transmission.
@Stekkmen Well, maybe not FIRST names, but let's assume we've all heard each other's introductions, one way or another. On a distance or what not.
@Eyeruption I can be cool and balanced at the same time!
@Eyeruption I'M TRYING TO BE BALANCED, OKAY!? XD
@Eyeruption I'd, er, like to mention that I'm going to limit Metallia's inventive ability to things that cannot blow up cities. I still want to consider her a relatively minor villain, capabilities to invent such things would propel her straight into a class of world-villains where she does not have the personal firepower to contend... Haha...
Tell me if I do something in my post that I can't or is unnecessary or is downright a bad idea. Specifically the two things, spreading out communicators or claiming a nearby garage for my robots ahead of time. Haha.
Low profile Metallia is also extremely powerless Metallia. Tihi.
Low profile Metallia is also extremely powerless Metallia. Tihi.
‘... Sir.’ Metallia would attract attention to herself after The Presence's little explanation. ‘You are no doubt aware of my skills. Is there anything in particular you'd require me to build for your plan during these two days?’
Two days... was plenty to develop something brand-new medium-sized from scratch without blueprints if necessary, assuming she focused all her efforts on it and took parts from the other robots. Or, if it's something smaller, she could build a few with relative ease. If nothing special was needed, she could probably arrive with 25 regular robots.
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Metallia wore a jeans-jacket above an expressionless black dress, and then a black cap with the visor forward casting a shadow over her eyes, her white hair still sticking out under the cap in numerous places. This was apparently her idea of low profile. She stepped out calmly, walking along. Her headpiece that she used to control robots was currently in her jacket-pocket.
If The Presence had not provided such means, Metallia would have spread out small communicators that'd fit in a pocket to the team. To keep an open communication-line, just press the button if you wished to speak when apart. You could even configure them to speak to a specific target. That, in addition to small items to put in your ears to just listen in, practically unnoticeable unless someone actually directly examines your ears. … Unless, of course, somebody objects because maybe the communication-waves would be traceable or something, or if the Presence complains about them and has a better method of communication. Metallia just felt it'd be appropriate for distance communication, and as such made a few.
‘I took the liberty of laying claim to a nearby relatively unused underground garage. It currently contains my constructions.’ Metallia said, having prepared ahead of time knowing where they were going. She had smuggled them in using a few trucks. ‘I can command them out at any time. This would include whatever The Presence might have instructed her to build, but if not, then assume it's just a bunch of the regular soldier-robots.
… And I can also summon my chair from there at any time...’ She looked down at her black out-door shoes with a disgruntled frown. Seems like she didn't appreciate having to walk, since flying on her chair would not be low profile. Seemed like, in her mind, regular walking was beneath her.
Two days... was plenty to develop something brand-new medium-sized from scratch without blueprints if necessary, assuming she focused all her efforts on it and took parts from the other robots. Or, if it's something smaller, she could build a few with relative ease. If nothing special was needed, she could probably arrive with 25 regular robots.
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Metallia wore a jeans-jacket above an expressionless black dress, and then a black cap with the visor forward casting a shadow over her eyes, her white hair still sticking out under the cap in numerous places. This was apparently her idea of low profile. She stepped out calmly, walking along. Her headpiece that she used to control robots was currently in her jacket-pocket.
If The Presence had not provided such means, Metallia would have spread out small communicators that'd fit in a pocket to the team. To keep an open communication-line, just press the button if you wished to speak when apart. You could even configure them to speak to a specific target. That, in addition to small items to put in your ears to just listen in, practically unnoticeable unless someone actually directly examines your ears. … Unless, of course, somebody objects because maybe the communication-waves would be traceable or something, or if the Presence complains about them and has a better method of communication. Metallia just felt it'd be appropriate for distance communication, and as such made a few.
‘I took the liberty of laying claim to a nearby relatively unused underground garage. It currently contains my constructions.’ Metallia said, having prepared ahead of time knowing where they were going. She had smuggled them in using a few trucks. ‘I can command them out at any time. This would include whatever The Presence might have instructed her to build, but if not, then assume it's just a bunch of the regular soldier-robots.
… And I can also summon my chair from there at any time...’ She looked down at her black out-door shoes with a disgruntled frown. Seems like she didn't appreciate having to walk, since flying on her chair would not be low profile. Seemed like, in her mind, regular walking was beneath her.
... Oh, that's what the first sentence meant? I didn't catch that. Would have been more clear if it had said "You're going there in two days, you're free to do things in the outside world in the meantime" or something. Oh, well.
Um. Are we stuck inside the base for two days before we leave? That'll be very important concerning Metallia, because... she left all her tools and robots at her OWN base, and such. That, and she'd be very interested in if the Presence's plan has a particular required list of things he needs from her... XD
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