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---- “ This is as far as you--- ”
“ ... go? ”
X had been dispatched to investigate some sort of (supposed) Maverick threat. Apparently red... swinging around through the sky on some sort of rope. Sounded like a Maverick to him, that’s for sure. But upon arriving at the scene, there was... a whole lot of nothing. Not even any damage. Just a city street, and a civilian.
... Perhaps he knows what’s going on.
“ Excuse me sir, ” X approaches, waving in greeting. “ Have you seen anything suspicious around here? ”
cobaltspeedster:
“Way past cool, amigo.” Sonic could appreciate a fellow true blue with a rad name. He gave the robot a tap to the leg, just to satisfy his curiosity. “So what’s your deal? That armor is lookin’ slick.”
---- “ I wouldn’t say ‘slick’. It’s just standard Reploid armor, after all. It’s really nothing to gawk at... but I do like the shade of blue. It’s pleasant on the eyes. ”
From saving the entire planet, to having his armor complimented, X was about as humble and modest as one could be. While it may be true that his armor was ‘standard’, it was only that way because X SET the standard for reploid armor!
“ So... Sonic, right? What’s... your deal, if you don’t mind my asking? ”
singer-saboteur-soldier-spy:
“I was actually about to ask if you were feeling alright.” The other Reploid replied, regarding the famous Hunter with the green eyes of a practiced poker face. “Now that I’ve said that: is everything alright, sir?” He asked.
“You’ve been staring at that monument for….well, longer than most people would.” He rested his hands on his hips. “You looked like you were very lost in thought.”
---- “ I’m not... lost, in thought. It feels more like I’ve found something. ”
He shouldn’t really be getting this ‘deep’ with strangers, but the other reploid asked a fair question, so he’d get a fair answer. Simple, sweet, and without any massive complications. Sort of how X wished the world could be all the time... even with semi-awkward encounters like this, there was always the ‘peace’ of the situation that X could take solace in. Conversation was conversation, awkward or not. It was leagues over conflict in the enjoyment department.
Shame that there were some people who enjoyed conflict. ... Oh, darn, he’s gone off on a mental tangent again--
“ I’m fine. I just like to keep these names memorized. ”
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---- “ Hey, it’s not a problem. I’m happy to help out. ”
Being a reploid, he WAS sort of built to help people out, after all. His robotic strength would likely come in handy, carrying a crate of that size.
Carefully, the Maverick Hunter approaches Gamora, and takes hold of the supply box, holding it out in front of himself with little to no effort. Compared to hauling mechaniloid parts away from crime scenes, something as small as this was a total cinch.
“ Where am I taking this? ”
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Readings? Model? Reploid? Sonic didn’t know what that firsts thing meant, but it seemed like the big guy thought he was some sorta ‘bot. No way was he letting that stick.
“The name is Sonic. Sonic the Hedgehog. And I SCRAP evil robodorks, compadre.”
---- “ Well, as long as it’s the evil ones, then we have no issue. ”
X’s face relaxes to a smile, content with the answer Sonic had given him. While it seemed rather odd that this subject was a hedgehog (genetic mutation perhaps?), X had met plenty of oddballs in his life, so he couldn’t judge.
“ My name’s... not, compadre, though. It’s actually X. ”
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---- What a peculiar little thing. All scans suggested it was organic, and yet... X knew that just wasn’t true. Or... he thought that wasn’t true? Trying to comprehend the situation just gave him a processor-ache, so... asking seemed like a good course of action.
“ Your readings are all over the place. Are you some sort of new model reploid? ”
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---- It’s not every day that you walk in on some... extremely weird looking model. Much less one chowing down on what looked like reploid parts... that, and the coolant... X could only hope that these were SPARE parts and not... well, you know.
“ Wh... what in Asiimov’s name are you doing?! ”
He raises both hands up in a surprised manner, backing off just a bit... judging solely on what he could see right now, this chick looked INCREDIBLY dangerous.
( @singer-saboteur-soldier-spy )
---- X seemed caught up in some... trance, of sorts. Staring at a plaque honoring human war veterans long passed by this age. ... He brushes white, metallic fingers across one of the golden ‘name-tags’, swiping some dust away from it and mouthing the name to himself.
The reploid didn’t know them, of course... he didn’t know anyone on this thing. There was just something... emotional, about having a list of those fallen so easily accessible.
By the time he realized someone was there, it dawned on the blue-armored reploid just how long he’d been looking at the darn thing.
“ Sorry. Did you need something? ”
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---- “ Um, excuse me, ma’am. ”
The reploid gives a call of warning, blue metal making soft clangs against the sidewalk as X approached the smaller girl.
“ This area’s closed off right now... lot of debris. I can show you a detour if you need. ”
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