Snippet #1261098

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Lady Metallica had stayed silent through the entire ordeal, silently hovering in the air whilst actively keeping an open ear. She only came alive once the one named, "Mr. Russo," began speaking.. his voice a constant annoyance in Metallica's ear and a threat she viewed must be terminated as soon as Jake and War had crumpled to the ground in pain.

A plume of dirty-looking smog smoked through the visor piece placed at the top of her head.. Probably a reaction to the immense irritation she felt as she realized the humanoid being had the upperhand at the moment and she could not perform a frontal attack.

"So any questions?"
Metallica landed on the ground, her soles making clanking noises as she stepped closer to the human. "Mr. Russo? I'm afraid I haven't been listening to anything you've just said and it seems as if I'm running on my last bit of fuel. I must acquire oil to participate in this.. "basic training" you speak of," she said politely.. Her tone a bit emotionless. There was a moment of awkward silence, though Metallica was clearly unaffected and continued to stare at the uptight man.