@spookdecobra || From Here
“You don’t need to worry about me feeling accomplishment. Making your day more of a pain than it would’ve been is bound t’put a smile on my face.”
The kit had been underestimated so many times, it really wasn’t a surprise anymore. All it did now was put some antsy excitement within his chest, ready to knock the socks off of his aggressor when he showed them what he was really made of. Namesakes flicked, hindquarter turbines beginning their whirling, lifting the kit from the floor.
“You villain types must shop for your threats at the same place, because I swear I’ve heard that exact same one before.” Then, a red and yellow arm cannon digitizing into its owner’s grip, similar particles flitting around his other arm. Oh, he was plenty prepared, and he couldn’t wait to tell his friends about this one.
“Say, if you already know I don’t understand, how about you help me out? I’ve been called a pretty bright kid a couple’a times in the past, and you don’t look too dim yourself. Think you could try an’ catch me up t’speed? What’re you doin’ here and what’s it got to do with us? I can’t say I’ve ever seen you before.”