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originally posted in:The New Dojo
Edited by Viper:
2/6/2018 3:28:51 AM
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[i]Off on the side of the street, a lurking robot, Chondra, caught sight of him. Several thousand of her nanites scanned him, identifying his clothes as ‘unnaturally realistic’ since, well, she had surfed the web a few million times in search of interesting and useful knowledge...she had yet to come by any of use to her.
Chondra began to follow this strange man, being not subtle at all in her dead straight trajectory.[/i]
[spoiler] https://www.bungie.net/en/Forum/Post/227658094/0/0/1 [/spoiler]
English
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"Yoooo Ultron what's good?" He greeted the thing as he turned "What's up with the beeline?" Internally, he analyzed the thing for any behavior that could indicate hostility, hoping if it attacked he could drop it. "I don't like you creepin' on me, its not cool"
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[i]To be honest, emotion seemed rather non-existent on the surface of Chondra. The only real indication of anything he could get, was how she was headed right towards him, closing distance rather quickly. Abruptly, a low and subtly feminine voice emitted from somewhere on Chondra.[/i] “Those clothes do not belong to you.”
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"Yeah no shit, but they're mine." He grinned, watching the robot. His eyes darted from side to side, taking in everything. Alleyway on the right, building on the left. Watch for anomalous properties. "Why?"
