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Rock watched as she did so. There was something odd about this woman, he felt a little flustered. He glanced to the side, then back at her. “….Yeah. You have a good point. But who am I to turn down an invitation to here?” His eyes finally lit up, more. “Besides, this is friendly fighting and… well, Dr. Light told me I should go.” He had to admit, he really did want to come and meet all these heroic people. He was so honored to be here.

“Now that’s more like it…” Bayonetta mused, turning around.

Rock got a weird feeling from this woman, but he didn’t think too hard into it. “Oh, well.. I like to help out my dad around the lab. And I like to help solve problems for people.” He said, brightly. “I’d much rather be a helper, than a fighter.. but sometimes, you have to do what you have to do.”

Rock got a weird feeling from this woman, but he didn’t think too hard into it. “Oh, well.. I like to help out my dad around the lab. And I like to help solve problems for people.” He said, brightly. “I’d much rather be a helper, than a fighter.. but sometimes, you have to do what you have to do.”

Rock got a weird feeling from this woman, but he didn’t think too hard into it. “Oh, well.. I like to help out my dad around the lab. And I like to help solve problems for people.” He said, brightly. “I’d much rather be a helper, than a fighter.. but sometimes, you have to do what you have to do.”

“Ah! Right, I’m sorry. My name’s Rock. But I’m better known as Mega Man, I guess.” Rock said, giving a small smile to the tall woman. “I’m a robot. Built by Doctor Light!” There was something about this woman, and he just wasn’t sure what it was, but she seemed interesting.

“Mega Man, is it?” Bayonetta asked, humming softly. “You’re probably the most…natural of any robot I’ve ever seen. What sort of weapons do you use?”

“Ah! Right, I’m sorry. My name’s Rock. But I’m better known as Mega Man, I guess.” Rock said, giving a small smile to the tall woman. “I’m a robot. Built by Doctor Light!” There was something about this woman, and he just wasn’t sure what it was, but she seemed interesting.

“Mega Man, is it?” Bayonetta asked, humming softly. “You’re probably the most…natural of any robot I’ve ever seen. What sort of weapons do you use?”

“Ah! Right, I’m sorry. My name’s Rock. But I’m better known as Mega Man, I guess.” Rock said, giving a small smile to the tall woman. “I’m a robot. Built by Doctor Light!” There was something about this woman, and he just wasn’t sure what it was, but she seemed interesting.

“Mega Man, is it?” Bayonetta asked, humming softly. “You’re probably the most…natural of any robot I’ve ever seen. What sort of weapons do you use?”

@superfightingr0bot

Bayonetta had wandered over to the training room, hoping to, once more, shoot at a Mr. Sandbag…or two of them. She didn’t really care about the details.

She had hoped to train alone, however, as she approached the training room, she heard some strange noises coming from it. As soon as she entered the room, she found the source. A small blue boy was standing in the middle of the training room, shooting…eggs? Something, out of his arm, at some sandbags. The weirdos just didn’t stop coming, did they?

“…It just doesn’t feel the same as shooting at bad robots.” The blue bomber mumbled to himself, ceasing fire for the time being. He turned, then, as someone spoke to him. “Oh! I…. uh, yeah. I guess so.”

Rock had never seen this woman before. She was certainly beautiful and quite tall in comparison to himself. Most people were. It hit him, then, that this woman may in fact be the woman who was announced to be joining the tournament! Now what was her name again? Oh right.

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Since the departure of the cruise, Rock had taken it upon himself to explore more of the island’s features. He’d been basically everywhere, but it didn’t hurt to look around a little more. Besides, he was growing lonesome with the little interactions he had with people. Due to guilt from what had happened with Meta Knight before, he was even hesitant about signing up for matches, though he agreed with no qualms should someone want to face him.

At the moment, he was looking through the mall. Rock wasn’t much of a shopper, but he couldn’t help but think about Dr. Light and the robot masters back home. Would they want a souvenir? He had no doubt a few would be very cross with him if he came back empty handed. It didn’t hurt to look.

He thought it would be good to start with something… familiar. A mall definitively fitted that description, and given he heard that many people gathered here for the tournament, it was safe to say he was a little intrigued.

He wasn’t looking for anything in particular and walked store by store, quickly scanning over whatever items were displayed. He only stopped if something really piqued his interest. Toys, electronics… and he spotted a sign for what seemed to be a souvenir store. As he approached the store he caught eye of a very familiar figure; one that he wasn’t expecting to see in the mall of all places.

"Oh! Blues!--Er... Proto Man," Rock sheepishly rubbed the back of his head. "You came to see the tournament?" He was actually kind of happy to see him here. Proto Man had always been standoffish and cold. Rock certainly didn't expect him to participate.... or... wait a minute, was he coming as moral support, maybe?

Nah... he was thinking too much.

@superfightingr0bot

Bayonetta had wandered over to the training room, hoping to, once more, shoot at a Mr. Sandbag…or two of them. She didn’t really care about the details.

She had hoped to train alone, however, as she approached the training room, she heard some strange noises coming from it. As soon as she entered the room, she found the source. A small blue boy was standing in the middle of the training room, shooting…eggs? Something, out of his arm, at some sandbags. The weirdos just didn’t stop coming, did they?

"...It just doesn't feel the same as shooting at bad robots." The blue bomber mumbled to himself, ceasing fire for the time being. He turned, then, as someone spoke to him. "Oh! I.... uh, yeah. I guess so."

Rock had never seen this woman before. She was certainly beautiful and quite tall in comparison to himself. Most people were. It hit him, then, that this woman may in fact be the woman who was announced to be joining the tournament! Now what was her name again? Oh right.

@superfightingr0bot

Sheik sat in the cafe near the mountain, simply wanting a way to settle down after some training in the open space at the base of the mountain. She was alone at a table, drinking some tea. Eyes closed, she failed to pay attention to the young one who had just walked in; a newcomer to the tournament Sheik had rarely gotten the chance to chat with.

He glanced about, looking timid, and his eyes stopped on a person sitting alone at one of the tables. Well, was that an open invitation for conversation? Or was that a “don’t bother me, I’m peacefully enjoying my tea”. Rock still had yet to figure out a lot of organic quirks. He approached the person, anyway, deciding to be friendly.

@superfightingr0bot

Sheik sat in the cafe near the mountain, simply wanting a way to settle down after some training in the open space at the base of the mountain. She was alone at a table, drinking some tea. Eyes closed, she failed to pay attention to the young one who had just walked in; a newcomer to the tournament Sheik had rarely gotten the chance to chat with.

He glanced about, looking timid, and his eyes stopped on a person sitting alone at one of the tables. Well, was that an open invitation for conversation? Or was that a “don’t bother me, I’m peacefully enjoying my tea”. Rock still had yet to figure out a lot of organic quirks. He approached the person, anyway, deciding to be friendly.

Rock was surprised- very surprised- to be hearing that from Meta Knight. He blinked and stared at him for a second. “I… Really?” He hoped he wasn’t about to ruin this with his questions. 

“Really.” Meta knight sighs. “I don’t think you’ll make the same mistake twice; you’re quite the sophisticated machine.”