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1 large garage, 20 custom made battlebots, and a certain elemi with the passion for her work. There's also that other small robot, but that's not what this is focusing on. Today calls for an event to test these bot's battle prowess. She had already beat up on them, but she was wondering if someone else stronger could manage to tussle with all of them. Perhaps all at the same time. There's a reason she made the things so she wants to make sure they can handle themselves.There was a slight problem with setting it up though; Flare was having trouble coming up with a catchy slogan to coax people into testing them out.
. . . - "'Come beat up my robots!'. 'Pummel my metal!'... Hrm." The young fire was rambling off random idea names that came to mind. They all seemed to displease her as she slumped over onto her work table, face to the desk as she groaned. "That last one sounds so wrong. Jax, help me here." The small robot mentioned before was standing next to her in one of the seats, green led eyes blinking at the notion that a robot could possibly help with creativity.
"I don't see how the creation of a sentence to entice people is absolutely necessary for a display." His little robot hand lifted up and poked a finger, emphasizing his point. "I also don't know what will entice... people." Flare groaned again at the A.I.'s incompetence and slowly lifted her head on up to glare at him. Small puffs of fire rolling off her head as she seemed further agitated that her robot wasn't learning as fast as she wanted him to.
"Jax, you don't understand. People want things to be flashy and sound cool. I can't just be up front with it."
"Wouldn't being blunt with your slogan then be unprecedented and surprise people? Does that not get people's attention?" The little robot responded as he went to jump off the stool he was in. "Some really strong people could destroy your robots, and by extension your work. Are you sure you even want to publicly offer a demonstration?"
"Yes, I do! I have to prove that I can make these things function, be strong, and NOT attack people with no accord. Because every single person before me who has made robots have, by accident, allowed them an A.I. capable of cognition to the point where they disobey commands and can hurt people, or make them so pathetically weak either physically or functionally that it wouldn't matter if they were there or not, or even used them for destruction!... Wait, that does give me an idea." She smacked the table and sat up straight in her seat as she watched Jax walk about on his own. Her demeanor suddenly switched from angered to excited.
"Are ya feeling what I'm feeling, Jax?"
. . .
"No."
Flare had enough restraint and resorted to just sigh and got up out of her chair. "Rock 'em Sock 'em Robots! That sounds glorious! Jax, hurry. Broadcast those words exactly! 'Rock em Sock em Robots at the Jefferson Manor, come on over to help pummel some metal'! Go ahead and tell the housekeepers too so they can prepare for guests." No retorts, no inquiries. The little robot nodded and waddled off on his way. Flare didn't take long at all to get the whole place ready; Considering it's just a massive garage on the side of a sizable home.
She would slowly yawn as she walked all around the highly exotic area as she sighed. "Maaaaaaaan~ I wish Vaneera didn't run off like that! She always runs like some kind of cheetah! Ooooo~ Vaneera... Where are you?!" she said, sniffling her little nose. She would trip over a pebble and fall and roll all across the ground! "Guuuuh... Vaneera... It's so cold and lonely out here..." she said. She would crawl herself up and look ahead. A BIIIIIG HOUSE! Maybe her sister was in there?! She said before skipping and yet running towards the door. She didn't know that she could possibly go in danger from doing this but she didn't seem concerned for Vaneera promised she'd protect her. She would slowly knock on the door, "Hellllllllllloooooo~, are the bunnies inside? Sisssss?" she said as an attempt to find her sister. She'd slowly notice the door was opened on her! "Wuuuuuuuh~ A door that opens on it's own...? Maybe Vaneera's inside!" she said as she stomped in feeling all big and bad. The main area to the mansion was all big and open.
"WHOOOOOOOOOOOA! THIS IS SO AWESOME!" she said running around and jumping from place to place. "Oooo~ Shiny! Robot statues?! Oh yes, yes, yes, yes!!! Sis! You like shiny stuff!" she said, giggling. She didn't see the colors all around but she had an idea that it was quite colorful. She'd giggle lightly and hug a robot that was standing there idle. Possibly a statue? She'd sniffle a bit, "Sis...? Isn't this your home?" she slowly asked loudly as she looked around. This place was now starting to give her the chills of fear... Just where was Vaneera..? Was this her home at all? She'd begin to feel a lot more scared and begins to cry. "SISSSSSSSSSSSSS!!!!!!!"
Damn it! What happened to Mastema?! Vaneera raced frantically trying to find any signs of her. The Brenchian said she was just going a little further ahead in order to scout things out because she sensed some power, but they were just lowly Bandits... Mastema didn't even have to stay behind, and the White Brenchian was really regretting the decision to make her do so. "Why did you run off? I had that location picked out for a reason...! I just hope you're alright...", the PTO Heiress voiced her discontent as she continued to scour the regions for her little sister.
The Demon Spawn may not have been actually related to the Brenchian, but there was enough of a connection between the two that it was difficult for Vaneera to not think of Mastema in that fashion. She was so small and helpless... And she'd only get herself into trouble without the Brenchian to look after her! That was when she felt something faint, just like their first meeting. The White Brenchian shifted course in her full speed run and was now headed towards a Mansion owned by a certain red haired mechanic with a penchant for fire and robots...
The PTO Heiress sped right in through the opened doors and slid to a stop next to Mastema. "There you are...!", she exclaimed in a relieved tone. And then her gaze fell onto the robotic 'statues' standing around them. The Brenchian shifted her stance slightly and gripped the hilt of her sword, this was bad. They were outnumbered, and Vaneera wasn't able to tell how strong these robots were. More than that, she had Mastema to look after. It was a pretty bad situation if they just walked into a trap... "Stand next to me, let me know if any of them move towards us."
The Brenchian declared in a tense tone of voice. Maybe it was an overreaction, but all every synapse in her body screamed at her to prepare herself for a possible battle. She had no idea what to expect, even if it was just a misunderstanding, they had wandered onto someone's property without permission. It wasn't all that unreasonable to suspect that those robots would be ordered to attack them. She had bad experiences with technology, too... People generally loved flaunting it back where they came from, and 'flaunting it' meant demonstrations by pure destruction. The Organization was nothing if not predictable.
This wasn't Planet Brench, but she still had no idea who resided here. "How did you wander so far, Mastema? You need to be more careful... I thought I lost you...", the White Brenchian lectured the Demon Spawn lightly, though even with how tense the atmosphere had become, she was relieved to have found Mastema again... Now they just had to get out of this situation alive. The PTO Heiress was fairly confident that she would be able to accomplish just that; she was the fastest among her race, after all! No one was ready for that type of power.
A lot of the staff on duty at that moment were either hurriedly preparing a small supper for the guests to arrive. Unannounced, the little girl walking into the house was greeted with apologetic smiles of human servants. They honestly was not expecting someone to come in so early. In fact it seemed assumed that she came in just on a whim. They all bowed the guest in separately as they went bye, one of them saying "sorry" before setting up a table. It'd be Jax, that little robot, who would properly greet the girl. The small robot was only about a foot smaller than the girl, it's green eyes looking up at her. With the girl jumping everywhere it made it a little difficult to keep still while he introduced.
"Hello, ma'am? The name is Jax, and this is the Jeffer-" The small robot became interrupted by her robot hugging and her sudden crying as she cried out sis. He was unfamiliar with the procedures when something like this would happen. "Umm." A few of the people inside the entrance stopped and looked at the small child, only the closest attempting to edge towards the child defensively, perhaps gesturing at it to hush down. Jax spoke up again in spite of this. "I don't know who this 'sis' is, but it is probably not hers. This is the Jefferson manor, alongside the Jefferson Garage next to the house. Were you one of them to receive the message?" The small robot looked on up at the new guest too and waved with a robot hand at the servants trying to calm the girl now; They were not needed as this assumed "sis" showed up to comfort her instead. They were both rather early, but again he repeated himself.
"This is the Jefferson manor, if you're here then you got the message, right? Or..." The small robot's A.I. was struggling more and more to deal with the factors handed to it. "Do not worry about the robots, they are not here to harm you. They are to be tested. The message I broadcasted stated that people were free to come to the manor to test out these new battle bots in the garage. They are simply on display at the moment." The little guy looked at the pale figure with no real expression on its metallic face.
"Excuse the others though, they were not expecting guests so soon. I'll go get Flare." He dropped a name on them before he waddled on off through some large doorway, the other side of which looked a lot more gritty and industrial compared to the nice expanse of the open manor. The Garage. It wouldn't take but several seconds for the robot to return with the young flame trailing behind him. Fiery red eyes look over the two of them with a smile as the elemi offered a hand to shake as greeting for the bigger chick.
"Hey! It's nice to meet you two. The name's Flare. I assume you both came here after hearing the message?" The little robot at her side chimed in afterwards, determined to correct her.
"I do not think they did, judging by the little one's actions prior."
"They didn't?" Flare looked down at the little robot again.
"No." WELL, Flare's not going to just up and tell them to leave as they weren't particularly 'invited', per-say. It was open house nevertheless. She gave an eye back at missus pale there and just smirk, adjusting the goggles on her head.
"Well, unless Jax already told you two, I should tell you why I'm opening up for guests at the moment-" Jax chimed in. Again.
"I already told them."
"You did?" She looked down at him again, frowning.
"I did." Almost half-assedly she'd just shrug and lean back in her stance.
"Well then, enough said about that. Feel free to snack on anything around the tables, once they get set up. You're both still rather early, so we can pass the time some other way. Take a seat, relax." The Elemi gestured towards the many benches and seats in the main lobby. "Just ask one of the housekeepers anything, they should get it for you. Unless it's a blaster, or something. Then you might be out of luck."
The little spawn was terrified... She didn't know what was going on! Suddenly, a little robot appeared and began speaking to her. She quickly yelled, "AHHHHHHHHHHHHH~! SIS THEY'RE HERE TO HURT ME! PLEASE PLEASE PLEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEASE!" she said crying louder and louder for her caring sister to arrive! The robot began to speak and seemed rather confused about the whole situation. She would quickly run around as the robot began speaking about the location of the place, "I DO NOT LIKE ROBOTS! GO AWAY! MY SIS WILL BEAT YOU UP!" she said crying as she hid under the table. She began shaking horrifically, relying on aid to come help her. Suddenly her knight in shiny armor came! She slid next to the table and that's where she cheered, "SISSSS!!!!" She yelled in joy. Suddenly, she crawled out and hugged her leg... A feeling of affection escaping from her own body language, "Sis, sis, sis!!! The robots! They talk and act all scary! They think I'm so weird guest thingy! I WANNA GO HOOOOOME~ AHHHHHHHHHH!" she said crying into her cloak. Vaneera told her to stay close and that's what she did... She hugged her leg so tightly that it felt like a grip of life.
She would hug her tightly as she asked how she wondered so far. Mastema sniffled and had tears dripping down her cheeks, "I-I don't know sissy! I-I was trying to find you cause I got scared and lonelyyyy~! I didn't know whether to wait or come find you! I was so scared and I saw.... BUNNIES! BUUUUNNNIESSSS EVERYWHERE! They even sniffled around me and I squeaked and ran! The bunnies were gonna eat me sissy! I swear they were!" she said. It was rather amusing to hear the whole story but apparently she actually encountered rabbits. She wasn't bluffing about bunnies for no reason this time. Suddenly, the robot left off and brought back his creator... Some weird lady with her eyes red and stuff... Mastema quickly jumped off her leg and attacked! Not physically but rather in a silly way. "You!!! Lady! YOU MAKE SCARY ROBOTS! WHY DO YOU DO DAT?! ROBOTS ARE SCAAAARY! THEY HAVE SHINY ARMOR AND SHINY EYES!..... Like... Like... LIKE DAT ONE!" she yelled, pointing to the innocent looking Jax. Wasn't that weird though? Out of all the robots in the room it had to be Jax! She'd quickly crawl under her sister's cloak and hide, poking her eye out... "The bunnies... They shall eat yoooooou...~!" she quietly said towards her.
The girl could easily find this rather too cute and harmless or offended and angered. Though for a child that had a questionable age between seven to nine... It was quite reasonably cute yet strange! She would hide under her cloak now, completely scared a bit but she believed in her sister! She would allow her sissy to negotiate with the crazy looking lady! She still kept her eye on the girl though, watching her very closely... Very, very, closely...!
The small robot named Jax was the first to grab Vaneera's attention, it looked decidedly less harmful to the two than all of the other robots that were apparently on display. The small bot continued on to ask if either of them received a message. The White Brenchian shook her head calmly. "No, I came here to find my sister because she wandered off.", the PTO Heiress explained. A Jefferson manor... So some sort of royalty lived here? That was the Brenchian's best guess, in any case. Soon after that, the tiny bot with green eyes then wandered off after dropping a name.
Flare? It wasn't any name that the White Brenchian recognized, so that most likely meant it wasn't someone from the Planet Trade Organization, or any of their enemies. It was another stroke of luck that people were being invited here, too. Somehow Mastema evaded the outcome of being an intruder, and roping Vaneera along for that... Not that it really would have bothered the PTO Heiress, she wasn't going back on her word to look after her little sister now. Finally Jax began to return from the large door that led to some sort of more industrial location.
And behind him was a woman with interestingly colored red hair. She introduced herself as Flare, and offered a handshake to the Brenchian, her bright blue eyes trailed down to the woman's hand, and then the White Brenchian accepted the handshake. With her free hand, she adjusted the mask she was wearing slightly. "I'm Vaneera... And no, we didn't receive any message, I just came here to find my sister.", the PTO Heiress responded, as she then shot a glance over at Mastema... Who just now ran over and hugged the PTO Heiress tightly, clinging to her leg with rather impressive strength.
The Demon Spawn really did get frightened by everything, Vaneera couldn't help but shake her head a little as she lightly smiled. She gently pats Mastema on the head, trying to comfort her. "Calm down... They're not going to hurt us.", the White Brenchian tried to explain while Flare and Jax seemed to be having a little back and forth of their own... Honestly, the PTO Heiress could relate to the Elemi on that level. They both seemed to have their hands full looking after someone that's... Not quite ready for the world around them, to put it mildly.
And as if right on cue, Mastema shot out from hugging Vaneera's leg to pointing at Flare and Jax, as well as sounding as if she had gone completely crazy... Soon after that, the Demon Spawn began to hide under the red cloak that Vaneera was wearing, making a rather odd comment about bunnies. The White Brenchian merely blinked in response as she looked at Flare. "Just know that I know your pain well, friend.", was all that the White Brenchian could really think to say. "I have to apologize about barging in like I did, and almost making a mess of things..."
Vaneera then glanced at the Demon Spawn hiding under her cloak. "I'm just trying to keep her safe. She has a tendency to get into trouble, as you can imagine... She's harmless, though. Don't pay her comments too much mind.", the Brenchian calmly explained, hoping to defuse a potential situation that might have arisen otherwise. She didn't take Flare to be the type to be easily offended, then again not everyone was ready for just how eccentric the Demon Spawn was. Vaneera was certainly still getting used to it, that much could definitely be taken as fact.
"uuuuuuunh I need foooooooooooood~" The blue haired girl whined as she floated lazily in the skies above the Eastern Islands. Aayla no longer had a zeni to her name, and somewhere down the road had lost track of Fenris... How was she supposed to keep following him when he could go for days without eating? Even though he constantly ignored her during their travels, she felt as if she had made a real friend in the demon... however, now that she couldn't find him, and was thinking about him, tears started to well up in her eyes as she flew.
A pout crept up onto the woman's lips as she threw her hands in the air, kicking her legs as she began to throw an arial tantrum.
"Waaaah! Why did he leave it's not fair!! AllIwantedwastogetstrongerandfollowhim! but nooooooo he had to be a great, big, meany, pooper, dooper, FACE" She panted as she finished her high speed sentence, frustrated at the world for being so cruel to her all of a sudden. Of course, she could just be cranky because she was hungry, but Aayla didn't know any better.
Before she knew it, Aayla was flying over a very large courtyard, everything was cut and placed so neatly, it looked extremely elegant! It took the woman's mind off of Fenris and her hunger for a moment as she came in for a landing on the walkway, leaving a trail of sparkles...yes sparkles... in her wake.
"Woooow, this place is huge! Ha! Maybe a king lived here! OOU! Maybe.... maybe if I offer to do some work he'll give me some food! Ooooooh I could really go for a double cheeseburger with extra bacon and...mmm...pickles! Yes! I've decided! I"m taking a break here to work so I can eat! Then I'll keep up my training... I promised miss Tau..." She said excitedly as she made a mad dash for the entrance of the mansion. She knocked loudly on the large doors, creating a little song with her fist as she knocked and stepped back. She adjusted her hair and patted down her pants as if that would make her look a little more presentable.
Flare eyed Mastema, the maniacal attitude that the smaller girl possessed catching her a perked brow. it was most unusual to her, even with the confusing A.I. of Jax around to accompany her constantly. The elemi mostly didn't know what to think of it. She took a certain pride in her work though, so she was egged on to show her passion. "Robots are a hobby of mine, and part of my job! Even Jax here is an artificial intelligence built from scratch. Shows, doesn't it?" Flare explained to both of them. Jax pointed a finger up in objection to the kid earlier, but withheld it after hearing that.
"No need to apologize. So long as you don't break anything and don't go where you don't need to be at, you're fine. This little bugger here is practically a child himself." She went further with the likeliness the two have with their capadres. "In fact he's due for an upgrade now, since I know a few more things about A.I. configurations!" The young fire was sure enthusiastic about her toys. The little robot in question waddled on over to the large doors to the garage again and decided to take the time to latch them open, seeing as the place will be used soon. The housekeepers around them come and go as they started to now take the rest of the robots into the garage where the spectacle is to occur. Flare herself decided to go ahead and sit down after standing up for the bit they did and again gestured to the furniture around them for the guests to take their seats.
"So how much DID Jax tell you two about what I'm doing here? Did he make sure to let you know about the battlebots and this being a public display of what they can do?" Whether or not the little bot did do this, she was going to reiterate. "Those things are custom made by me, and they might not look it but they can move. Dual premium proton jets, titanium-alloy exterior and interior components. They use energy to both protect themselves and attack using barriers and blasters. They have a strict A.I. path, I put so much failsafe into the buggers that they would shut down before they even turned on a fly!" What a geek. "These babies are going to save a lot of time and effort, I guarantee it." Lucky for the few of them, someone was knocking rather rhythmically on the front doors. Jax wobbled from the garage doors over to the front and pulled the door open with all his might. This new visitor being greeted by the little robot man.
"Welcome ma'am to the Jefferson manor, I'm Jax. Come in, we're in open house at the moment." He'd repeat his little introduction to Aayla and step aside for her as well. "Are you here because of the transmission sent, or... are you also just coming by?" Flare grit her teeth at the little bot's unintentional rudeness and promptly stood up to go over and smack the little guy on the head, chuckling at the new person.
"You'll have to excuse the robot, he's not the brightest of bulbs. Come in!" She'd hold the door open for Aayla while simultaneously shoving the little robot across the room with a light kick. Jax thudded into the opposing wall with a light thud and fell onto his head, blinking and picking himself up off the ground, completely unphased by the event.
Gibber jabber, blah blah blah... The little spawn was not amused of her words! She quickly brings her hand out, "I am not fooled by those words, BUNNY! I am watching you very, very, very, very, very,-" she takes a deep breathe to continue, "very, veeeeeeery closeeeeely!" she said in a cute tone. Clearly, Mastema didn't like her but the cutest feature was about to happen! She zoomed right out of the cloak and stepped beside the robot as he opened the door. After he did his greetings, she'd quickly attempt to pick the robot up like a baby in her hands but would fail horribly. She would continue to do her usual silly outburst. "HEY! YOU CAN'T LET STRANGERS IN! THAT'S DANGEROUS! ARE YOU NUTS?! WHAT IF THAT PERSON WAS AN EVIL BUNNY?! WOULD YOU FEEL SORRY THEN?!" she said while jumping up and down in a bit of confusion and dismay from what's happening. She would get into a pouting state rather quickly. "You never heard the words... STRANGER DANGER?! Gosh... I thought your mommy taught you better..." she said in a huffy tone. She wasn't trying to harm Jax or break him. She was just acting like her childish self and being fun in a way. Her cheeks were red slightly as she looked at the new girl. Her pink eye looked at her.
"Nooooooooooooo~! It's a EVIL BUNNY HUMAN!!!!" she said before eeping and running into her sister's cloak AGAIN! She must have a thing for her cloak. She'd hug her right leg inside and sit down, "Sissssy! There's an evil human! She may be a farmer! A MONK..... Or even worse... A GIANT PINK BUBBLE GUM!" she said making a reference towards the Majin they met in the woods awhile ago. She would kinda stay close now under her cloak. She would allow everything to go by and all but she didn't know whether to actually care about anything at this point! She had her sister after all to handle this situation. She trusted her sister with all her life and more importantly... HER LOVE! She would quickly unlatch from her leg and act cool. She'd play around under the red silk and pretend she was a ghost! "Boooooo~ I am... a dark ghost...?!" she said questioningly because she didn't know what red looked like! She actually was color blind as heck! She'd continue to play around until she finally realized it but food was served on the table! She didn't even take her sweet time but she quickly hurried off and sat on the table.
She quickly looked over at Flare, "You made all this food for us?! Sis and I?! Maybe I actually love you and da robots after all!" and she began chowing down. She was a hungry little thing and she was going through plates after plates. Mastema is really new towards all this. She has no manners but as soon as she burped loudly she turned towards Flare and smiled, "WOW! You make the best food!" she said, giggling. She quickly ran up to Flare and gave her legs a good hug. Rather trying to show her appreciation for her patience with her and her kindness... "Heeeey, Flaaaaare, was it?" she asked her while letting go of her legs... She stood back, having her hands behind her back. She'd continue with her thought whether answered or not... "I-I wanted to ask you... You like... robots, right? Can you make me a...." wait for it.... Wait for it... "A BUNNY ROBOT!?" she asked out loud in excitement. She jump around a bit, "I'd feed it, wash it, and even looooove it like it was my besssst friend! Can you do it? Please!!!" she asked in a cute tone.
The red haired Elemi seemed rather polite and laid back about it all, everything considered. And she seemed rather proud of her creations, Flare swiftly moved the conversation onto the robots that were apparently being put onto a public display and test soon! Well, Vaneera wouldn't mind taking part in such a test, they were rather well made. She calmly walks over in front of one of the metal guardians currently acting as statues in the hall. Her right hand was gently cupping her chin as she pondered for a moment, examining the make of these metallic beings carefully. Jax was a little...
Eccentric. To say the least. But these were very well made, but they were rather basic. Flare's potential wasn't really being tapped into here, she needed more resources, more funding! "You know. I think you can do even more with your skills.", Vaneera comments, calmly turning her gaze to the Elemi. "What if I told you I was in line to inherit incredible fortune, power, and more importantly... A vast collection of resources and technology?", the Brenchian began in calm tone of voice. "Would that interest you?", she then added. Her attention then grasped by Jax going over to the knock at the door to then open it.
And the fact that Mastema had once more zoomed out from under her cloak... Well that explained why she was able to move earlier. Vaneera only briefly saw the teal haired girl standing outside, she was more occupied with what it was that the Demon Spawn was up to... Mastema was trying to warn the tiny robot about 'stranger danger'. The advice sounded a little silly, and perhaps besides the point considering it was coming from the most harmless girl in existence, to a tiny robot that looked like it could survive anything...
The Demon Spawn spotted the human girl soon after, and then proceeded to flip out about 'evil bunnies', before then zooming back under the White Brenchian's red cloak. "...I think you can relax, Mastema. If anyone does try to hurt you, I'll take care of it.", the PTO Heiress said in attempts to calm her down. But then the Demon Spawn was more content with playing with the red cloak and talking about how she was a dark ghost now... Vaneera shook her head lightly, letting out a mixture of a small laugh and a sigh.
Right after that, her little sister was off again! This time right over to the table filled with food, and ranting up and done about wanting a bunny robot... Honestly, it was more than a little silly. But Vaneera might just have to seriously consider purchasing Flare's services at this rate... The Brenchian was already interested in getting the Elemi to work with the Planet Trade Organization to an extent; she could still do things her own way, Vaneera didn't have any interest in placing restrictions. Rather, she wanted to see Human creativity go even farther. It wasn't like the PTO Heiress knew what her race really was.
Either way, the White Brenchian would just have to see how things would play out from this point on...
When the large door to the mansion opened, Aayla couldn't help but peer curiously at the empty space before her. Who had opened the door? There was no one there? Was this a haunted mansion!? She started to freak herself up, jumping and squeaking in surprise as a voice started to speak. She looked around furiously for it's source before finally spotting the small robot that welcomed her to the mansion. She sighed in relief as she found out the mansion wasn't haunted and smiled brightly at the tiny robot. It was so cute!
"Thank you Mr Robot! Oh? Uh yeah I got the transmission! Yep, that's what I'm here fo-" CLANG, a fiery... literally fiery red head suddenly appeared, punting the tiny robot aside and apologizing for it's behaviour and inviting her in regardless.
"You didn't have to be so mean to little Mr Robot..." She stated, then paused whenever a strange looking person came running by to try and scoop up the fallen robot. She could barely keep up with the girls rambling which was a feat all in itself! Normally Aayla was the one who was so incredibly hyper people had a hard time just being around her... but this girl was on a whole new level!
She was about to contest being called an evil human when the girl ran back towards another more pale looking person and hiding underneath her cloak. It was strange to see someone acting so childish... and yet she couldn't help but laugh slightly, knowing that often times... she must look exactly the same.
"Hehehe I'm sorry if I scared you... my name's Aayla and I promise I'm not an evil human! I'm a good human!" She called to the girl hiding under the cloak, then returned her attention to Flare still smiling brightly.
"I'm sorry if I'm intruding!" She apologized, giving the girl a quick apologetic bow. She had to try and find out what transmission the little robot was talking about seeing as she had stated that she was in fact here due to that. Maybe they were asking for help after all and she could do something to help them... in return for food. That was when her stomach gave a rather audible growl, causign the blue haired girl to blush.
Jax wasn't going to be given time to respond to the Miku impersonator, seeing as the robot became increasingly confused by the little one's remarks and crazy hyperactivity. You could say the little bot was overloading from the inputs and couldn't make very clear actions. He'd start waddling past the door again and nod at Aayla before just trying to get away from the noise. Poor thing wasn't built for it, all the commotion. Flare just smirked a toothy smirk at the woman as she came in, stepping back over to the seats provided. "Jax can take it, he's a tough little dude. Lost his arm twice, and took a whole blast to the chest. Besides, he can't tell anything from aggression. Something new I have to put in for him eventually..." She watched as Jax made his exit, her smirk dropping from it. The tables for food and all that had been placed well now, but the young flame was caught up in something else now. The pale lady straight up offered riches after hearing what she had to say about her robots; Hell, she wasn't even acquainted with her yet.
"Oh? Ya haven't even seen them yet! Quick to judge my creations and say I could do better." She exclaimed to Vaneera with an exaggerated point up to the air. "I do like the sound of this 'fortune' you speak of, I already have a nice place on this rock of a planet though..." The young flame finished with a stroke of her chin and leaned back in her seat as she thought on it a little. "Such a weird thing to ask a stranger, I like it." Flare crossed her legs in her seat and declared to the whole room -"Yes, food for all the guests to arrive. Feel free, again, to snack on the sandwiches or whatever it is you want. None of you are intruding, I've invited everyone around to come!" She almost forgot what she HAD come here to do. Seriously, she was too busy attempting to be a good house host for her guests that the robots were out and about, sitting around in the garage. There's no need to rush, but... she's got a bit of a naive anticipation about the whole thing. It was driving her up the wall, so much so that she stood right back up, not having even so much a minute of setting, and quickly turned to her guests as she gave another toothy grin and clasped her hands together.
"So, since everyone knows what it is now that I'm doing here, I'll go on ahead and help set up demonstration. You all, again, feel free to snack and converse while I go do that. Now." She pointed back with thumbs at the garage door and slowly stepped her way on back into it. Then she'd full-on dash into the garage. "JAX! COME HERE AND HELP ME LAST-MINUTE CHECK THESE!"
That was a fair point, Vaneera hadn't seen them in action yet. But from what she had experienced on Earth... One's technical prowess couldn't be tapped into like it could be with the Planet Trade Organization's support; even something like Jax could end up several times more advanced if she were to give her support to Flare... Though before the White Brenchian could even say anything on the subject, Flare was off once more in order to set up the demonstration involving her bots. Well, that was fine. The PTO Heiress would be able to give a better opinion if she were able to see them in action...
Mastema must have been quite hungry, and it would have been rude to the other guest... Aayla, was it? In light of that, Vaneera didn't feel like dragging things out for the moment... Hell, she was a little hungry herself. So the Brenchian made her way over to the table and took a seat as well, during her time on Earth she only had one meal from Earth. The rest were mostly just rations that she had packed or were found on her father's old ship. It wasn't the best food by any means.
But it was a hell of a lot better than going hungry, the White Brenchian was currently without anyone to back her up... Aside from a small Human village, in any case. But maybe Flare and Aayla would be willing to help her out? Vaneera couldn't think of much to offer to the Human girl, but then again she got the feeling that if she asked... Aayla wouldn't hesitate to help her. Flare on the other hand was a little bit of an unknown. Though if she wanted the Planet Trade Organization's support and funding, it was a pretty good bet that she would help the Heiress as well.
Vaneera begins to eat at a calm pace, thinking over what to say next. She had been looking after Mastema all by herself for awhile now... But today was a wake up call; there was no reliable way that she could do that for very long. The Demon Spawn would get herself into trouble... She just got lucky that today, it was someone that didn't mean any harm. The Brenchian turns her gaze to Aayla as she stops eating. "By the way... I was wondering if you could help me with something."
The White Brenchian began. "I'm trying to keep my sister safe. Today was... Pretty scary, even if she ended up in a safe place.", the PTO Heiress added as she gently pats the Demon Spawn that was sitting next to her on the head. "Can you help me look after her? I wanted to ask the same of our host, but... She's a little preoccupied at the moment.", Vaneera stated in reference to flare. Her gaze turned slightly to that large industrial door that led to what she assumed was the demonstration area. Would the Brenchian be able to show off her abilities?
Or was it just something that they would all standby and watch? Either way was fine, truthfully... Though, she would insist that Mastema doesn't be involved if it was meant to be a sort of test that involved the guests. "I actually want to protect a lot of people.", the PTO Heiress said as her gaze turned back to Aayla. "I would pay you back for helping me with Mastema, too... If you don't mind helping, that is.", with that, the White Brenchian stopped in order to listen to what the girl's thoughts might be.
Aayla did her very best not to squeal when she was told that the food was for the guests! Her stomach growled again as she darted passed Flare the moment she stepped away to take care of her robots. She ran over to the food table and quickly grabbed a sandwich, stuffing it into her face voraciously!
'mmmm! This is so goooood! It beats mushrooms and berries any day! mmmm!! I haven't had real food in foreeeever!' The young girl thought to herself contently as she grabbed a second sandwich, downing it and then grabbing a third. It barely looked like the girl was chewing her food at all! It was just going in, and in, and in like she was some soft of sandwich vacuum cleaner! She only stopped scarfing down the sandwiches whenever the white skinned girl approached her. She quickly tried to swallow her bite before turning to face the Brenchian girl, a smile plastered on her face.
"Sure!" She stated in response to the girl asking for help. It wasn't often that she COULD do anything to help, so if she could do something for someone, she would definitely be glad too! She had been training super hard in hopes of not letting Miss Tau down when it came to being a Z-fighter, so she hoped that all her training would help her in and out of battle!
Whenever the brenchian explained what she needed help with, Aayla tilted her head curiously at the girl. Protecting? What did the girl need protection from exactly?
"Of course I'll help keep her safe! I am one of Earth's guardians after-all! but... if you don't mind me asking why does she need protecting?" She asked curiously, attempting to sneak yet another sandwich into her mouth before she needed to speak again.
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