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[Twi]

{46+20} Spooky's lead is dropping slowly.

"Ah. Understandable. As for me, well... the last robot I really knew well was... Maria of Antioch, I believe. Knight Hospitallar and general badass and awesome person. And I've probably spent more time with her than all the robots here combined. So perhaps I'm colored a bit in the other direction."

[wolfchild]

{80+10} Stella manages to surge forward, {79+15} and does not seem to be tiring yet ((sprinting is exhausting, gonna start having her roll end checks too))

[USEC_OFFICER]

"Thank you, that... that would be brilliant"

"Okay!" Lunette smiles and hurries off to her room to start work.

[Twi]

{55+20} Spooky draws even with Stella. The end draws near!

[Projeck37]

Annabelle shrugs.

[Empiricist]

<What is your definition of a robot?>

[Twi]

Marie glomps  Annabelle because lolMarie. :I

[wolfchild]

{18+10}{51+15} Stella just can't keep the speed up, and is starting to tire

[SOLDIER First]

Lyle pushes HK-47 away and goes to clean the stuff off of his face.

After he is done, a red blur flies past him.

'gay 4 Mal' is written on his face now.

[Projeck37]

<I don't really have one.>
Annabelle is glomped.
"Please get off me."

[Twi]

{3+20} Stella just barely manages to overtake Spooky in time for the finish line.

"That was good. Nice job, little one."
"Why?"

[wolfchild]

"*puff* thanks, *puff* you did *puff* good too"

[Empiricist]

<Surely you would, seeing as you have stated a bad history with them. After all, by my definition, the automated systems used to manufacture vehicles would be classified as thus and I doubt that your distaste extends to them.>

[SOLDIER First]

Lyle walks around, completely oblivious to his face.

[Twi]

Spooky picks Stella up and lets her rest for a bit while saluting the air in response to an appreciative radio message.