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Now what in freshwater hell was this girl?

The first thing that came to mind to Eridan was a human. Second, a robot. She certainly looked a lot like both— but more importantly was the fact that whatever she was, she’d been looking right at him for quite a while now.

And then, she spoke. Only confusing the hell out of him even more.

”its because im not human for shits sake”

”and im not a fuckin shadoww either im clearly more tangible than a spot of shade, wwhat the hell. anywways im a troll. specifically to you im an alien”

The promiment frown on his face was pretty obvious— but, that was normal with Eridan Ampora.

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"A troll? ... An alien?"

Clank, clank, clank, clank. Labrys shimmied around him some more, trying to find some kind of meaning in his words. The only concept of aliens that Labrys had was from the smallest bit of media she'd consumed, and the bulk of it was... pretty far-fetched. Still, he was certainly a strange one!

"I still don't quite understand, but I guess you are what'cha are!," she remarked, still wondering why an alien would need to wear glasses. "Sorry if I offended ya, m'jus' tryin' to figure stuff out, that's all!"

#deploratuscaligulas

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A sudden appearance of a silver haired girl pulled Aigis’ mind from her activity of scanning the city. With a quick scan of her revealed she was not human as well.

If she too was a mechanical maiden, they would be sisters, in a way. The girl seemed convinced that she knew Aigis, but a quick look at her memory banks did not show the girl anywhere.

"I’m sorry, but I do not know you, but you do seem to know me from somewhere."

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Labrys' enthusiastic but inquisitive expression slowly melted away as she realized that Aigis had no idea who she was. ... This was definitely the same Aigis that she'd fought alongside, but... she must have been pulled into the city at... a different time, perhaps?

Her outfit was much different, and her speech was... it was much more terse than she remembered it being.

"Yeah, I do, but..."

How was Labrys gonna explain this one? Judging by the others she'd met, they were all from the time she'd come from. This made things a bit... tricky.

"Well, I can tell ya one thing! M'names Labrys, and we're definitely sisters. Sorta. I mean, well. I'm older. I'm like you! But a 5th generation weapon," she rambled, her enthusiasm quickly decaying as she realized she probably wasn't making any sense.

#gattlingcannon

"timeforashodown:

"Stop that. Stop with the happy."

He grumbled, trying hard not to smile at the robot’s enthusiasm - shit was contagious. Last they met wasn’t on the best terms, but clearly she didn’t seem to hold anything against him for it. Glad to take his mind off of it, he answered her question after a moment of due thought.

"Well there’s a lot of shit going on. Been a lot of shit going on since I got here. Probably gonna be worse as it goes on too. Right now, it’s kind of quiet, but just wait till tomorrow. You just got here I figure?"

Labrys brushed off the first bit-- she'd be happy to see him if she damn well wanted to be. There was certainly nothing he was gonna do about it, anyway.

"Ya got that right," she answered, giving him an affirmative nod. "I still really ain't sure why I gotta be here, but I guess if yer here too, it ain't all that bad."

Pausing for a moment, she gave the guy in front of her a bit of a puzzled look. Chewing the words he'd said before once over, something dawned upon her that she felt the need for clarification on.

"Wait, wait, hold up. What'cha mean by worse? There somethin' bad goin' here?"

#timeforashodown

Wow. More familiar faces existed here than she thought. What were all these guys doin' here, rather than trying to clean up the weird mess back at home? Surely those scientist guys hadn't brought all of them here, had they? ... Oh man, what if they had? Did that mean this place was gonna have a serious shadow problem on their hands?

The kid's face was easy enough to spot in a crowd. Labrys hadn't known him for very long, but goin' through stuff like a twisted fighting tournament with some big, sinister plot involved tended to make you a bit closer to the people who got stuck in it with you. But! More importantly, Labrys had a bad feeling about this.

"'Eeeeeey! Ken-kun! 'Eeeeey!"

For an ultra-intelligent being that was supposed to represent flawless engineering and hope for humanity, Labrys still a very small grasp on subtitle. She darted over to the boy, her silver ponytail whipping behind her as her clangy footsteps drew massive amounts of attention to her.

"What th' heck is goin' on here?! I keep runnin' inta' all you guys in this place, but who's fightin' the good fight back home? We got big stuff on our hands, y'know!"

Sheesh. Calm down, Labrys.

#nemesisofjustice

"... 'Eeeeyyy..."

This was a face she'd definitely seen before, information on his somewhat twisted countenance fed to her concerning the events she'd been a part of not long ago. It didn't take very long for Labrys to recognize the man's kinda maddening apathy, recollection easily coming up when she stared into his face.

"Wait a minute," she murmured, squinting at the man that stood before her. "Weren'tcha the guy what was givin' Yu-kun an' his friends so much trouble and makin' them all confused when that second fightin' tournament started?"

Naturally, she didn't have all of it completely right-- having been yanked from their world so soon after the wrapping up of the second 'ordeal', there was bound to be some missing information. Still, she'd been filled in on the incidents of Inaba, and this guy definitely looked like major trouble.

#crimetimetelevision

Well! That was certainly a lively outfit. Compared to a large majority of the people hanging around the city, this guy stuck out like a sore thumb. (Not that she could really say anything about that, but. Y'know.) Labrys had slid up next to the guy, eyeing his garments curiously with her probing gaze. She knew what it was like to be heavily scrutinized, but she just couldn't help it!

"Hey, you there!" she remarked, her voice bright and curious.

At this point, Labrys was thoroughly examining the guy's garb, her steel-plated legs tapping the ground with small, metallic clanks as she shimmied around him. Whatever, right? It was time to learn! She'd still never truly gotten to attend a class, but this was as close as she'd get to new studying experiences outside her own world. Time was best spent gathering data!

"Yeah, you!" she called out a second time, her accent especially noticeable contained in her excited speech. "You one'a the cosplayers people talk about? Them ones'at dress up all funny-like for fun and stuff? Like guys in those funny picture books with all the talkin' bubbles?"

#odorokimasu

Taking in her surroundings with her large, unyielding gaze, Labrys tried numerous times to match the city's data with anything in her own-- hours passed, and she eventually came back empty handed. No matter how far she wandered, how many faces she examined, nothing fit. It was... it was as if where she'd been sent wasn't anywhere on the planet she'd called home. It was an odd feeling, one she could not place and gave way to a certain unease.

Unidentified human male, unidentified human female, unidentified anthropomorphic life form-- useless titles, all fired off as she lazily scanned the faces of those around her, searching for some sort of clue. Unidentified human female, Narukami Yu, Unident--- wait, what?

Among the faces she had taken in, somewhat zoning out and letting herself collect information about her predicament, a very familiar name came up. Regaining her focus, sure enough, there was a familiar visage hidden in the crowds! He seemed to be zoning out, half-paying attention to his surroundings.

"Yu-kun!" she shouted jubilantly, suddenly disinterested in the faces of so many passer-bys.

Labrys rushed his standing out down, flailing her armored arms in as much excitement as the mechamaiden could muster. "Yu-kun! 'Ey! Over here!"

#powerofbonds

Yellow eyes, irritable scowl-- if it weren't for his horns and... were those fins? If it weren't for these traits, Labrys would have immediately pegged the guy for a shadow. She peered curiously over at the finned boy, her wide, red eyes focused on him as she sifted through her own intelligence files to try and figure out just what he was.

One second, two seconds... far too much time passed as she awkwardly stared at him, trying to process what she was seeing.

"... Nope! Nothin'!" she exclaimed, somewhat suddenly, with a robot's tendency towards a lack in social etiquette. "I ain't got no data on anything like you! What are ya, anyway? Ya don't like like no shadow t' me, but'cha don't look human, neither!"

Good going, Labrys.

#deploratuscaligulas

Like the tiniest blip on a radar, a small ping in an ocean of warm bodies, Labrys felt her. Though not much time had passed since her re-awakening, she could easily identify this presence, simply because it was that of her own. She could detect that which was not flesh, that which whirred and clicked and hummed gently in a lithe frame of steel, a frame modeled after her own many years after her creation.

"Sister!"

The short, pale gold hair, the headphone-like structures on the sides of her head, the-- wait. Huh? Her choice of neck attire was a bit different, favoring a ribbon rather than the tie Labrys had grown used to. There was a seemingly different look in her eyes, too-- as if she were deep in some other state of mind. As Labrys approached the other mechamaiden, she gave her an inquisitive look.

"Aigis? That'choo?"

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"Scrap heap."

Well if Narukami showed back up, it was only a matter of time before pain in the ass number two showed up as well. With a grumpy expression, and hands resting on the hilts of his blades. He didn’t really feel like listening to her spiel today, needless to say.

"You’re free to do what you want, but stay the hell away fro me."

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"-- huh?"

That snarky, scathing voice was immediately recognizable. Whirling around, Labrys caught sight of him-- fiery hair, defining scar, sour expression. Oh, how the shoe fit! Though his welcome was as warm as sticking one's head in an industrial freezer, Labrys was still happy to see him, especially considering her circumstance.

"Oh! Sho-kun! Aw man, I sure am glad t' see you. The heck is goin' on with this crazy place, huh? I got no idea what happened but seein' a familiar face is better than I hoped."

#timeforashodown

Labrys felt her system lazily whirring to life, her functions activating in a perfect but slow-going order, as if a practiced hand set to flipping switches as they had a million times before but was doing so at a snail's pace. Though incredibly sentient and downright human for a maiden whose body was made of metal, Labrys was still mechanical, and the fact that a thick haze clouded her memory protocol seemed troubling. Why had she been shut down...? It seemed like only a few minutes ago, she was standing on the Junes balcony with Yu-kun. ... So why was everything so fuzzy?

Vital functions at 12%.

What on earth was going on...? Voices hummed dully in the background as she was shuffled from one white room to another. Were they explaining something...? She could hardly tell. Someone gripped her shoulders, pressing cloth against the cool steel-- cloth? That's right, she was still wearing the Inaba uniform. She had just faced a great ordeal. She should be in Mitsuru's care. So... why did she not recognize any of these voices?

Vital functions at 32%.

It should not take so long to boot. What had happened to her? Someone was explaining something. ... A circumstance? Something about a grand social experiment, how she'd been selected to participate... how she'd be living here from now on? Where was 'here', exactly? What social experiment were they talking about? ... An apartment? No, that's not right... she lived somewhere else. ... Wooden axe? Why wood? What had happened to her real weapon?

Vital functions at 78%.

More bright lights, more endless chatter, Yes, she'd be able to keep her persona, but only use it... wait, there was a limit? Why was there a limit? This didn't feel like the TV world. It didn't really feel like the same artificial dark hour, either. No... no, this was definitely some place different. She could tell that much. As her functions came online, one by one, Labrys began to understand that she was not back at home. No, she'd been transported somewhere, like before... But this time, it was different. She remembered herself, her past, her new friends. So... why was she here? A sudden light encompassed the lenses in her eyes as she regained full operations, just in time to hear a "good luck" utterance and a giant, metal door swing shut behind her.

Vital functions at 100%.

Boot successful.

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Now, Labrys stared blinking at a dingy, urban street, utterly lost as to what she was supposed to do from here. One second passed-- two, three... Then her voice came to her, irritable and shrill.

"Jus' what on earth is goin' on, here?!"

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