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We always are, but I bet Al won't be happy to hear you want to jump ship for BM.

That is to say, putting food in his mouth and chewing mechanically while thinking about something else, partially because of the food involved and partially because he was actually distracted. His reverie was rudely disturbed by something splatting against his shoulder. He looked aside and saw a large, red stain on the shoulder of his uniform jacket. With a sigh he got up, only to duck down again as something that looked suspiciously like a bunch of Spikes flew over his head.

The mage looked at the enfolding chaos, winced as he saw someone get crushed under a not-quite-thin clown (of all things) and tried to plot a way to the exit that did not involve him going through multiple fights. Something rolled to a stop next to his feet and he had a second’s glance at it before exploded in a burst of white light, blinding and deafening him as flashbangs were wont to do.

Especially to Iroh's blends — never had the chance to have any.

Please don't tease him like that. Everything else aside it's not making my job of making a decent human being out of him any easier.

What really goes on between you and the Aviator during your "study sessions"?

Love,

Zeb

She rolled out of the way of Wobbles' rush, stumbling to her feet. When I find who threw that apple, she thought, shaking her head to clear it. they shall wish that they were never born. She resumed her combat stance, backing up slightly to cover her fallen partner, who she could hear stirring. It felt like the time she had challenged Kindle--the keeper of the armory, a stout Glimpse and strong--to a match. The only difference was that he had weighed less than Wobbles.

Jesse, meanwhile, had managed to bring the ceiling of the cafeteria into focus. He had also determined that while nothing was broken, he was going to have a mess of bruises across his chest. Getting up was going to take a few moments and, judging by the way the fight was going, he didn't have a few moments.

A cream pie hit him in the face. He sighed. Next time, we're staying behind the table.

((-Alleb))

Flipping acrofatically to her feet and taking the opportunity to shake the stars out of her vision, she shouted her battle cry and resumed her interrupted bull rush at the Knight of Alleble. Of course, the run was checked slightly, and she'd taken care not to put too much of her considerable weight onto her other assailant's bone structure, but they were still gonna be hit by quite a lot of momentum.

((And yes, Alleb, this is Wobbles going into a grapple match with an experienced wrestler; Wobbles' usual fighting style involves bouncing around at range and hitting people only when the opportunity presents itself, but, y'know, disadvantage is fairer an' all that.))

Anime physics engage

She noticed Ajax first, but he was about to enact scythe themed justice to a knight with an absurdly large lance. His new partner, Michael was? Was fighting another, of whom she inferred was the women behind the knight's partner (The Knight seemed to absurd and stoic to be an actual agent, so it might have been from another Mons series), so she decided to let him be. Her new partner, Nickul, disappeared to who knows where. Eventually her eyes landed upon a pink puffer fish looking thing.

She summoned her chains, initially using them similarly to a 3DMG. Oh how she missed her wings. Sailing over head of her target, she sent the chains towards it, wrapping it in the chains. She then used her momentum to barrel roll, causing the fish to sail over her, and slammed it back into the ground, should it not react.

He was tall, blond, and a cowboy. He was a momma's boy (but would die before he admitted it) and an excellent shot. He could hunt, skin, and herd cattle better than the rest. He was also in horrible, horrible pain, because of all the things he was, fast was not one of them.

Alleb gasped as she saw her partner crushed into the floor by Wobble's impact. The cowboy screamed, but the cry was cut off by the pressure on his lungs. "Alleb!" he rasped. "Help!"

Alleb rushed forward to do something--what that was, she wasn't sure--but before she had taken two steps an apple drilled into the side of her head, going only slightly slower than a professional fastball. The swordmaiden toppled over with a groan, lights flashing behind her eyes.

On the other side of the Cafeteria, Agent Mia smiled wickedly, and chose another target.

((To clarify, Agent Alleb is not unconscious, only knocked down.

-Alleb))

It's her AAT, it breeds! We managed to clear the decks once but we think Gavin left a soldering iron's wire sticking out of a drawer and, and the thing that it made still leaves these weird notes everywhere! They're burned into the walls! I--

Er, hello? Mister Rosedale? My name's Karen. Um. Al's probably going to be fine after he's been voltage-calmed, but, yeah, um... yeah. Bit tough to deal with her. We've put in for transfers I don't know how many times. Actually, er, quick question: you wouldn't happen to need any repairs technicians in BM, would you? Or, er, secretaries, or someone who can get the vending machines to work properly, or, y'know, that sort of thing...

She grunted with the effort of staying upright, staggering a few steps to the left from Jesse's impact, and then regained her footing, deftly avoiding the remnants of a pie skidding across the floor. "Hey, mister cowboy, if you get behind a horse, you get HURT!"

It was at this point that she flipped herself over in the air to land on her back... which, by sheer coincidence, would involve landing on Jesse unless he extricated himself in time.

Would you mind a crate of Iroh's blend of tea as an excuse? I guess you canuse a human disguise to drink it, and there is still more in Hou-Ting's ex-palace.

You can try to combine two verses' cyber-tech yourself. I assure you, it's not easy nor pleasant, and I'm pretty sure Nurse Fujimoto knows my body better than I do at this point.

Sorry for bringing that up, but it seems when you returned from the mission who led to your cyberizaton, there was a discussion about getting you a more human-like chassis. Why this didn't happen in the end?

You made it clear Emiran won't get the answer, but could we have your answer please? Oh, another thing. How do you fare in missions? No report seems to exist about your missions.

...playing within his head, Matthew used his staff to strike the gun out of her hand, before he unleashed a flurry of jabs with it, following it up with a front legged dollyeo chagi as his foe attempted to back away.

"Sure, though the service is a bit rough." he paused. "Love."

Ajax faced the Knight confidently, his wings making up their two feet of height difference. He connected as many orbs as he could, channeling the energy charge into his scythe, and with that scythe, he intended to cut through his foe's defense. He unleashed his blade.

Oh, it's you again. Um...I'm in a broom cupboard at the moment, and they don't know I stole a computer, yet, so I think I have a minute.

I've never heard of the Department of Efficiency. We only had the Department of Resistance where I come from. It was formed when the Sue invasion took over HQ in...2015? 2016? I can't remember. My head's still fuzzy.

Your apocalypse...did you fix it? Can we fix these futures?

And don't call me Shirley.

...you are kidding, aren't you?

Jesus, you're not kidding. Isn't it obvious? I'd just end up running away again.

And if I took office? Appoint someone more qualified in my place, and then run away.

I was able to conjure one... once. It was a dalmatian. Haven't been able to conjure one since training though.

While dashing, Hop heard her partner casting spells covering her. Suddenly, in her peripheral she noticed somebody coming after her. She stopped in her tracks, did a forward roll, dodging a swing, and faced her opponent.

"Enjoyin' the party, love?" She smiled at the man, reaching for the sonic blaster strapped to her leg. "Well, 'm afraid I 'ave to make this quick. Try to keep up!"

After preventing a deadly tomato attack, Hip looked towards where it came from. She then saw a man rushing towards her. It didn't look like he wanted to have just a friendly foodfight.

Hip clicked her tongue, and took off the Amulet of her neck.

"Defend me, Freelancer!"

The Amulet began to glow, and soon afterwards a 7'6" tall Titan was protecting Hip with his enormous shield.