Poking Vie.
Poking Vie.
"Thank you Dorothyyy! Now if you'll excuse me, I have a lot of work to do on this lovable hunk of metal. Please make yourselves at home."
Sparte's eyes function like scopes with zoom functions, her fingerprints are burnt off, she has a paralyzing bite, and a technology network attached to her body.
Sparte's eyes function like scopes with zoom functions, her fingerprints are burnt off, she has a paralyzing bite, and a technology network attached to her body.
Before Sparte can leave, Dorothy scans her from the red chassis.
"Ah! My apologies, this is Dorothy, without whom our entire operation falls apart. She's just getting some physical data on you."
"Thank you, my lady."
Sparte's eyes function like scopes with zoom functions, her fingerprints are burnt off, she has a paralyzing bite, and a technology network attached to her body.
"Thank you, my lady."
"I think I know a few people you'd get along with. I'll look for some opportunities to put your strengths to use."
"My skills are tracking, stealth, and assassination."
"Thank you, my lady."
"My skills are tracking, stealth, and assassination."
"We're happy to have you hehe...
At ease. My name is Lazarus.
Welcome to our camp."
She salutes and speaks with conviction.
"Sparte at your service, ma'am. My eyes are your eyes."
"My skills are tracking, stealth, and assassination."
She salutes and speaks with conviction.
"Sparte at your service, ma'am. My eyes are your eyes."
She's tuning up her chassis.
"Oh, you must be Perzi and Athenu's friend."
"Sparte, at your service."
She salutes and speaks with conviction.
"Sparte at your service, ma'am. My eyes are your eyes."
She's quiet, doesn't make a single sound, not even her footsteps.
"Sparte, at your service."
She's quiet, doesn't make a single sound, not even her footsteps.
"Sparte, at your service."
"Well now all that's in order, I'll lead you to our camp and introduce you to our head of personnel."
She closes the case, and hands him the donut box.
"Many of the White Hawk citizens are unable to fight, so they do other things to show their patriotism."
"Sparte, at your service."
She closes the case, and hands him the donut box.
"Many of the White Hawk citizens are unable to fight, so they do other things to show their patriotism."
"I hope...you have a lot of them."
"Anyways...there is one active threat at the moment, but it's exact danger hasn't been revealed yet.
Another danger that I believe to be worse only comes in the form of some sort of prophecy."
She slides her visor back over her eyes.
"I'll not delay. I have something for emergencies like this. Humans cannot resist these, for a fact, neither can our species."
Sparte retrieves the case she was carrying. When she opens it, it reveals many compartments. One of them contains-
She closes the case, and hands him the donut box.
"Many of the White Hawk citizens are unable to fight, so they do other things to show their patriotism."
She slides her visor back over her eyes.
"I'll not delay. I have something for emergencies like this. Humans cannot resist these, for a fact, neither can our species."
Sparte retrieves the case she was carrying. When she opens it, it reveals many compartments. One of them contains-
We also lost two of our people...humans..."
"hmmm..."
Back to Liam.
"What caused them to be displeased?"
She slides her visor back over her eyes.
"I'll not delay. I have something for emergencies like this. Humans cannot resist these, for a fact, neither can our species."
Sparte retrieves the case she was carrying. When she opens it, it reveals many compartments. One of them contains-
"hmmm..."
Back to Liam.
"What caused them to be displeased?"
She bows fully, then stands up straight. Sparte pops up her goggles, revealing the golden eyes underneath.
"What is the current mission?"
"hmmm..."
Back to Liam.
"What caused them to be displeased?"
She bows fully, then stands up straight. Sparte pops up her goggles, revealing the golden eyes underneath.
"What is the current mission?"
She's 7'4 to their 6'9. Sparte's eyes are covered by some sort of visor.
"What are you called, envoy?"
She bows fully, then stands up straight. Sparte pops up her goggles, revealing the golden eyes underneath.
"What is the current mission?"
She's 7'4 to their 6'9. Sparte's eyes are covered by some sort of visor.
"What are you called, envoy?"
He gives a short bow
"These two have been eagerly awaiting your arrival."
Facing him after chirping at her two fellows.
"Hello."
She's 7'4 to their 6'9. Sparte's eyes are covered by some sort of visor.
"What are you called, envoy?"
Facing him after chirping at her two fellows.
"Hello."
Facing him after chirping at her two fellows.
"Hello."