Six: ...
Thank you, tro-ehm, uh... ma'-no, mis... Az.
-his head shifts a bit, sort of like he's avoiding direct eye contact-
-not that you'd be able to tell with that visor anyways-
edited 20th Nov '16 1:42:17 PM by SpartyMcFly
"Seven is here too, dressed like the concept of choosing clothes that look nice together was an arcane secret far beyond their grasp."Six: Well, in the meanwhile, I need to go see the doctors so I don't bleed out.
I'll keep my wrist socket warm for you.
"Seven is here too, dressed like the concept of choosing clothes that look nice together was an arcane secret far beyond their grasp."The mish-mash of depris falls apart as tentacles retract to form the many-eyed blob that slithers down into the pile... And then reemerges, but as a fair-haired petite teen.
Hastur: Hm. Hashy. This could even stick.
He shrugs and then sets off towards the place where his comrades went, morphing if needed and likely rejoining them later.
-there are a few other mechs on the ship, all of them look like they just got out of combat themselves. Surprisingly they all look bigger and stronger than the huckebein-
-yes there are getter robos, mazingers, grungusts, even other gundams, on this ship-
-but once everyone is onboard the ship pretty much retreats back into space and hauls ass-
-one of the men approaches the group, a military looking man with a great moustache-
Kai: follow me, I'll take you to the med bay.
Omar: Wait, you cannot be seriously considering keeping them, are you? Where would you even store it? Under your bed?
Oh, never mind. I suppose you should feel free to do as you want.
-He unceremoniously drops the girl onto the ground to find a place to rest-
edited 20th Nov '16 2:04:44 PM by Raidouthe21st
We Are Our Avatars Forever (Now on Discord by invitation, PM)-Artorias exits his Zaku, awestruck by the variety and power within these collections of giant robots. He even inspects one Escaflowne, and it isn't a far stretch for him and his comrades to have piloted such wondrous machines—
"...Incredible."
edited 20th Nov '16 2:13:48 PM by LightningLancer
'If you fall seven times, stand up eight.' The cry of the Undead.

Six: Hey, Turax. There's our ride.
"Seven is here too, dressed like the concept of choosing clothes that look nice together was an arcane secret far beyond their grasp."