CLOSED (for now)

“Aye, ‘yer lucky. Be thankful yourss have no damage…I got a few crackss that are hard to detect.” Shuddering at the thought, tongue flicking out a few time.  “I need to cut holess manually for my own, I can’t modify my clothing well enough yet.”

      “Yeah, mine are mostly for show, and it shows that I am female. Bala’s who have large horns with antlers, are male,” she explained. Her tail swayed back and forth a bit, wearing a smile on her features.

“It’s nice to meet you as well, Miss Bailey.” Sword Man gave her a little smile and polite bow, which was a force of habit upon introductions, before returning to his more relaxed posture. 

“An alien… There’s been records of at least one encounter with extraterrestrial life forms here, but…it didn’t go over so well. It definitely wasn’t a diplomatic one…I’m glad to hear you’re enjoying your time here. I suppose robots here can be considered the Bala and other species that coexist with humans on your planet.”

To think intelligent life exists on worlds beyond this, and that there are some that mirror life here almost exactly. He supposed it wasn’t that far fetched, considering Duo and the Star Droids, and the fact the very blade mounted on his arm was an alien relic. His processor was reeling from all this new information. If Rock or Dr. Light were here, they would no doubt love this! He could only imagine what this information could mean for humanity’s development here. Of course, he had to ask the most important question first.

“What type of weaponry do inhabitants of your planet posses?”

     “My kind tend to travel to other universes and planets and all that. And then settle down on another planet if they wish to. And we make lives! And I’ve decided to settle down here! Though, the only thing I wish to be, is treated as an equal. Humans tend to treat me differently, and stay doing so. Some of my coworkers still treat me differently,” she shared with a sigh.

     She was pretty excited to meet a robot, on her home planet, there were cyborgs, but no fully functional robot that acted like a human almost. He seemed to have manners, that was for sure. Any robots that WERE on her home planet, were emotionless hunks of metal. They served and nothing more.

Cynthia listened with a bit of confusion on her features. “That sounds really complicated.” she stated with a light chuckle. She offers the other a kind grin none the less. “I’m Cynthia by the way.” she says to the other extending her hand out to Bailey, “What’s your name?”.

Aside from the fast chatter she gave, she seemed like a nice person.

    “Yeah it kind of is confusing. I just think it and it happens. Kinda discovered it when I got into a fight with some dude, I wish I was stronger, I got slower, but I punched him pretty damn good and he left me alone after that,” she chuckled.

“No. No. I’ve got this…” She hadn’t and when Ivy tried again she fell backwards and just freely accepted defeat to land on her back. Of course it wasn’t a good image but maybe they should have provided her with a lighter scythe. 

“…Okay, yes. Please help me.”

    Bailey watched as the girl fell over and landed on her back. When the other finally requested help, she headed over to her and lifted the scythe off of her and laid it to the side. Then the dragon like girl offered a hand to help the girl up.

It was a big understatement that it was an overwhelming about of questions. All coming out at once. “U-uh, oh–uh! Th-thank you!” She stated with a small chuckle,“ W-well my quirk is a bit of an oddity and-and a mystery to me and everyone else….sort of controversial for whatever reason.”.

“Y-Yes.” Ivy, you’ve fallen over your scythe again and now you can’t get it out of the ground. “How are you?”

     “Do... you need help?” Bailey asked the girl as she approached her. “I might not look it, but I am really strong. So I can help you out. I really wouldn’t mind. It’d be awkward to stand here and let you struggle to get out of your jam.”

-Indie fandomless OC. (Has a BHNA verse, more verses to come when she fits.)        -Everything friendly              -Private but not very selective

“Oh. You’d be here for the races, right? I haven’t seen your species before.”

“I’m Molly.” Eva. “Nice to meet you.”