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"Yeah! I've seen you tease some people on the dash. It's always hilarious!" Seems like someone fun to hang around! "Okay okay. Since this was part of a game... How do you wear sweaters and clothes? Do you-- have to cut arm holes in them?"
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"Aww, I actually managed to impress you Blackout? Should I be honored?"
"And just so you know if you call me partner in public I'm going to have to deny it."
"If you feel it in your core to be honored, then so be it. I will say that my being impressed with anything does not happen often, and leave it at that.
"Do as you please, Odyssey. Regardless of what you say, we will both know the truth, won't we...~?"
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The heck is going on over there??
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"....thanks? I think?"
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Not even death lasts, it seems.
A war, fighting, one shot to the chest, pain, and then nothing. A sleep that was too peaceful up in the floating sea of space, void of that painful explosion. With the rest of his kin gone, Jupiter was left to float in a death like stasis for some time just to later fall back to earth and feel himself come back to the reality he was left in. The war had ended, and all was calmed again, but the haunting of their terror lingered in some. Their legacy, unfinished such as Terras' symphony. The pen and quill are taken back up for a new song, one in birdsong and claps of thunder.
Jupiter came back into this life just as he had gone from it, screaming with seething pain and a shattered frame. The first few weeks were spent solely dealing with the agony of the explosion and impact with the ground. It was horrible. A hell all of its own. It took him some time after his descent and soothing, but he managed to patch himself back up to the bare minimum. If he were to survive on this planet, let alone flee from it, he needed to be fixed. He couldn't fly for long, and he was horribly weak for a Stardroid of his power.
His solution was to find a medic.
The weeks to come were spent exploring the area and places near it. The dead of winter came and went with spring in toe and he had stumbled upon something interesting. More someONE than thing. The green from the leaves helped to hide him and allow him to move more freely without being seen as he stalked one specific robot. From what he's seen, this one was a healer. Just what he needed. He stalked for her some time, staying hidden from afar and watching her. It was only when the trees were fully green did he think it right to strike. There would only be one chance. If he missed or didn't get to where he needed, it was all over.
Jupiter sat up in a dense tree, shoulder plates folded down, arms tucked in, taking up as little room as possible, and waited. He picked up on her schedule. When she came and went from the building in front of the tree. It was nearly time, and when the doors opened and she stepped far enough out, he dove. One motion, smooth and quick, he lept from the branch, unfolded his shoulders, initiated his thrusters and came in talons first. He grabbed her between his claws and took her to the dirt with a sharp, painful surge of electricity before rocketing back up and flying away with his captive. Now comes the hard part. Flying far enough away so she can't get escape or get back.
A tray of awkwardly gifted muffins to Ginkgo given by Scavenge.
How does he tell him he can't eat, let alone taste? But it's so thoughtful. They're all the same size and lightly browned on the top. Is that Turbinado sugar baked onto the tops of them? He has to eat them. Or try one at the least try one??
"These looks lovely, Scavenge. I-uh-I'll have to give them a try when I can take my mouth cover off. Thank you."
