Kyle gives Ester a look.
"He's perving on a robot! I haven't even done that... yet."
"Even if we're not counting magical constructs, why is Maria's image the voice of your artificial intelligence, hm?"Oh look, Will's back.
"This unit is only equipped for combat situation, and lacks receptacles A, M and V. The inside of the hands are covered in specialy hardened alloy, designed for maximum friction to increase grasping strength. Chance of sustaining injury upon attempted coitus: Critial"
Will is restraining giggles.
Cutting off an extreme amount of legal mumbo jumbo, basicaly Kyle would have to apply for authorization with IRIS, who will form a commitee to decide wether or not the modification is useful, provided on the data and evidence that Kyle provides them. @Elf sits in that commitee and has all votes.
Not mentioned: "As IRIS is mainly located on a completely different continent, Kyle is free to modify ICARU5 as much as desired if his friends can keep a secret."
Speaking of blokes, Marie is talking with Camille on the bracelet IRC or what have you about the programming architecture of a new combat system simulator. Hmm.
IRC is down, they have to IM.
"Chemical analysis reveals the unit is made of clay, potters work with clay, your concern seems illogical."
*High-Quality(?) Comeback Below*"Optical analysis reveals unit ICARU5 is made of metal. Should I contact a blacksmith about you?"
Kyle looks confused looking at his armor.
"What change?"
"You're a girl, Kyle. See if you can seduce Selina, this is your--wait, crap. I was joking, Kyle."
Kyle flies by the group at a high speed before landing in the house. He's wearing 3D maneuver gear.
Will decides to keep his mouth shut.
"Kyle! Why do you need the grapply stuff! You can fly!"
Angel does not. Instead, she shouts.
"Angels? What kind are we talking? Stereotypical, winged humanoids? More Alien looking abominations that are nigh-unstoppable? A bunch of clones of that one little girl in your group with a demon attached?"
"Actually, it's the second one."
"Damnit..."
<Could be worse. Imagine the third.>"Hey!"
Kyle glares at the hole.
"They were cheating. Do you want Italian?"
"YOU DON'T BELIEVE MEEEEEEEEE!"
Bethany is sobbing now.
"Ever the charmer, Kyle."
Yuri suddenly arrives back from the TV world along with anyone she'd rescued. She looks around, seeing everyone, taking in... the situation.
"... Is everyone alright?"
"No. Ashley was killed, Maria's homeless, and my server was broken. Bastards probably torched the blueprints, too, I'll have to start from scratch..."
She looks around, eyebrow raising. "... Where is Shys'm Caes?"
"Some errand. She folded and went with right after they blew up Maria's. Couldn't have been before, nooo...bitch."
<Kyle, that was kind of dickish. 'just saying.>
<Very much so.>
Kyle starts crying and hiding his face.
*Cutting Remark*<Hey, Yuri, remember how everyone was complaining to me about actions that didn't lead to Kyle breaking down into a sobbing mess? Yeah, two wrongs don't make a right. I'm annoyed about this situation too, but Shys'm Caes can handle herself, there's no reason to destroy Kyle.>
Kyle starts crying and hiding his face.
<Well? What could POSSIBLY have possessed you to think that this was a good time?>
<His typical libido?>
Will is helping Conny locate items of import.