Board Thread:Role Plays/@comment-7497475-20140523050353/@comment-23309369-20140531044005

Mortimer cocked his head at the actions of the mysterious "Liz", she seemed rather shy to him, but was oviously very interested in his frame, which didn't happen very often. Not....exactly sure how to respond to this....

The sound of the demonstration starting caught both of the student's attention to the stairs. Morti motioned towards the steps with his actual hand as Zivot's arm folded onto his back. "Ladies first." he offered in as friendly a voice as he could manage, he smiled warmly.

Liz simply looked at the stairs for a few seconds before she pulled a mask up over her face and started moving up the steps, not once even glancing at him. With a shrug he followed her, taking the steps three at a time.

When he reached the top he saw that she was staying as far away from the crowd as possible, and was actually standing on top of her weapon to get a better look without having to merge with the mob of people. Deciding to follow her example, he activated Zivot's legs, which shifted and unfolded, his height increased by over four feet as he tried to get a decent view of his own, while still keeping a decent stance.

After the demonstration, Morti nodded thoughtfully. "It certainly is a force to be reckoned with," he muttered to himself," but they're puttin' way to much faith in the design, it didn' need ta take that last shot, it coulda hit something important..."

He shrugged the thought away. "Seemed to hold up alright despite that though..." he sighed," and I guess that is the reason its here."

Glancing around he noticed that the girl was already gone.

Liz tucked herself into what looked like a small alley-way, she pulled her mask from her face and sighed heavily, sweat beaded on her brow, she leaned against the Tombstone. Now that the demonstration's over.......the crowd'll be moving somewhere else.....I think...damn....why did there have to be so...many people......