fairy knight

HE HAD BEEN CURIOUS ABOUT THIS ONE. not that he knows much of her other than he's seen her a few times with eula during passing events, but that didn't diminish his desire to be a bit nosy. perhaps that's why he had approached her, his own snowman in tow, as he watches her craft... high heels for hers? a little weird, but fascinating none-the-less. ❝ That's... interesting, ❞ he chimes in, not exactly telling a lie, but it definitely is one where he seems to be seeking her thought process on this all.

to be fair, his own had some unusual characteristics 一 a few scars like it was battle-worn, a little stick carved to be a wooden sword... very knightly.

❝ Do the heels actually move as it walks? Or are they going to glide like ice skates? ❞ and then there his goes, flourishing its little blade in an en garde movement right behind him, nearly taking off the top of another nearby snowman.

Baobhan ultimately hadn't broached the subject. She had been given a canvas in the form of a little snowman, and she had been busy styling it in her own image. That included her heels, of course.

Chiikawa had been enjoying a day out by themself. Yet, when they were addressed by this stranger, they stopped and stared at her, slightly worried. Gulp!

was what was whispered to the archer as ritsuka remains crouched down behind a few large crates of what was no doubt scientific equipment, a logo and words that only came across as gibberish to her stamped onto the front. the entire reason for taking shelter behind them was a pair of patrolling robots scanning the long hallway that separated them from what looked to be an office of sorts with a keypad.

" Doesn't look like one that needs a keycard.....maybe we can smash it and it'll open, but–" it's just the problem of reaching the end of the hallway without getting killed. she doesn't know how powerful baobhan or anyone is right now after waking up in this facility. her concerned gaze drifts towards the archer behind her, keeping one ear pointed towards the hallway.

" How are you feeling? Does it feel like anything has a block or something on you?"

Of course, she wouldn't do that unless she was feeling charitable. She only selfishly showed affection towards a single person.

"The strategy is obvious, isn't it? I smash the lock and pry open the door when we get there, but in the meantime we get their attention and retreat back through the door we came. Then we let them funnel in through it. You stun them from afar with your Gandr, and I'll tear them into pieces while they're stunned." She would have preferred to be the one fighting at range, but if they were both shooting then the bots would just copy their projectiles and return fire. "If you accidentally hit me, I'll kill you though."