(Link steps out of the way of the salamander drool, avoiding most of it... well, most.)
Eugh...
(Somehow, that Japanese is registering for him. Probably has to do with reasons beyond this plane...)
("You can talk?")
>("What ARE you?")
(He's still got his bow out, though he's wondering if the salamander can see him...)
-Pulls her into a happy hug-
-Unsolicited human contact-
-Or turian contact-
What if there’s no better word than just not saying anything?Okie doke, no worries.
<I'm a real disappointment, but also a salamander, and supposedly a Soviet superweapon. Supposedly, that's the operative word... You can call me Zmey Gornych, or Namazu, or something else if you find a better-fitting moniker. Anything goes, really, mixed-up things like me don't get definite, concrete names...>
(Looks down to Poppy and Kiddo.)
<Oh... Alright, though the fish here are pitifully small, I should note. Not that you'd mind, I wouldn't guess, being small things yourselves.>
(Gulps the bear down, having to tilt his head up to get it in there.)
(Quickly takes its laden arm and tries to pin her down with Chunko Fucko.)
HUAGH—!
make it through this year if it kills you yet | 2001-2019Hhgnh!
-Can't activate weapons with fatty boomsticks on top of her-
-Can't get the force she needs to push up from her back-
-Pinned-
-Backpat-
You're the best.
What if there’s no better word than just not saying anything?("Superweapon?")
>("Right...")
(Link has a lot of questions... but pressing them would just add more stress, he thinks. This Namazu seems harmless, despite being the size of a Molduga.)
(Rather than do anything else combative, he puts away his bow and then introduces himself.)
edited 26th Dec '17 3:38:38 PM by foxmccloud4387
(Holds them tight and slowly starts righting itself, pressing them both into its unforgiving, metallic chest.)
(Squirm squirm fidget fidget.)
Mmmmmnghh... Make it let go, how do we make it let go...
(Junon.) <Yes, and thank you for not mumbling or being a barbarian. This entire operation confuses me and I can't put a purpose to it.>
(Koata and Houto No Kenshiro.) <...Are you also from space or something? Do the Americans just neglect to fill their personnel in on what they're trying to do? Maybe they just dumped me into a stock tank in the middle of nowhere, just as well...>
(Link Mah Boi.) <Good to meet you... if any meeting can be called good. And try not to worry, I'm in no mood to do anything martial. I never am, really, it's such a saddening farce...>
(Gurgly sound that might be a sigh.)
edited 26th Dec '17 3:55:45 PM by MobileLeprechaun
make it through this year if it kills you yet | 2001-2019Nnh! I'm thinking I'm thinking!
-Blades won't help, not with him squished against her arms-
-She yells in frustration, then gives a yelp when her back unfolds, jet boosters right against the bot's chest-
-She grabs tight onto Valerian and fires them-
Please work please work...
There'll be more.
-Releases the hug-
What if there’s no better word than just not saying anything?Uh... dinner?
I— You know, I mean dinner downstairs. Leftover whatever there is. Not like, going out.
What if there’s no better word than just not saying anything?

Whoa... I love it!
-Clickity click, fiddle-
Ahah! What are you going to do n—?
-A big metalic CLANG rings out as she's headbutted, wavering, then falling flat onto the bot's chest-
Ow...
edited 26th Dec '17 3:12:03 PM by SR3NORMANDY
What if there’s no better word than just not saying anything?