Board Thread:Role Plays/@comment-24080120-20140120043512/@comment-23309369-20140131042336

Simon sat at the bar listening to Silver's tale, she periodically took a sip from her drink as she steadily got less and less interested. When she was about halfway through her drink Silver asked what she thought, which caused her eyes to narrow slightly.

"I think you should start getting serious pretty soon," she sighed as she swirled the liquid in her glass," time's running out."

She rest her elbow on the bar beside her and leaned on her hand with a slightly bored expression on her face.

"And if you're going to mention that you lost a finger," she muttered before taking a sip of her alcohol," at least give me details."

Her attention turned to the entrance of the party, she greeted the sight of a rather large robot with a raised eyebrow, she took another sip of rum, well I hope THIS will be interesting...

Cheb noticed that Simon was starting to lose interest in this "Silver" guy, I guess that's to be expected, normal tactics don't work very well on Simon, he thought as he shook his head, ''well I guess this guy might get away easy after all... ''

His attention was taken by the sound of heavy footsteps from the entrance, the sight of a large robot caused him to tense slightly, his fingers clenched on his bicep for a few seconds, but he managed to relax and stay where he was, dammit, all these people are makin' me jumpy, he made a mental note to keep an eye on the robot and its user.

As he was turning back to Simon, his eyes caught the sight of someone approaching him. At first he thought the teen was moving in his general direction, but he then noticed that they were looking right at him. Cheb glanced around, but his eyes soon returned to the teen, he tensed slightly, well, this night just keeps gettin' better and better...

Liz looked as if she was sulking at the small, round table she was sitting at, her light, red sweater's sleeves hung just shy of her fingers as she held her head up while her black pants covered her fidgetting legs. How'd I manage to let myself get talked into this? She rubbed her eyepatch with a metallic knuckle nervously as she looked around at the other people, not able to look anyone in the eye for very long. There's so many people...

She looked at the person across from her, the tall ginger was in a black t-shirt that had a cracked skull decal and black trackpants. He turned to look at her from behind his silver, rectangular glasses, soon noticing her expression.

"Sorry about asking you to come with me," Gorse apologised as he pushed up his glasses," if you want to leave we can."

"N-no its fine..." Liz managed, she leaned towards the table and rest her chin on her fingers, which were on the top of the table," I just wasn't expecting...this..."

Gorse looked at the girl as she seemed to try and disappear, ''yeah right you're fine, but I do appreciate you staying. He looked around at everyone attending, but he barely recognised anyone, ugh, it figures that the only person I know is Liz...and she doesn't even want to be here, ''he sighed and shook his head, he turned back to Liz about to suggest once more that they leave, but he noticed she was looking past him at something, he turned to see what it was.

Both Liz and Gorse were suprised to see the large robot walking into the party, the small girl next to it seemed to be controlling it. While Gorse was looking at it in surprise, Liz was actually curious about the machine, she studied what she could notice at that distance, its size, its joints, the shape of its parts and even how it moved she compared to her memory on robotics.

"That's a pretty modified 130," Liz muttered to herself as she continued to observe the automation," I wonder how much that cost?"

"That's an AK-130?" Gorse asked as he turned to Liz, who shook her head.

"Not anymore," she told him," but the design is very closely related, it even moves in a similar manner."

She sat up straight and rubbed her chin thoughtfully.

"I wonder if it still has its standard weapons," she muttered," though I'd imagine they've been scrapped for something better suited for that size."

Gorse gave her a smirk.

"Y'know you could probably ask that girl with the controller," he offered as he pointed lazily to the girl," I'm sure she'd let you know."

Liz's eye flicked to Gorse for a moment before returning to the robot, she thought it over.

"I could do that," she agreed, she soon returned to her gloomy state and leaned onto the table again," but I'd have to walk through everyone to get to her..."

Gorse smiled warmly at her.

"Well I guess you'll have to make do with this distance." he stated as he turned back towards the robot. He cracked his knuckles and leaned back in his chair, 'it would seem the night's just starting to get interesting, it'd be a shame to leave right now, 'he thought, he glanced back at Liz, who was still studying the robot, I think even she'd agree with me on that point...