The air had been even brisker for the walk from the restaurant to the store. Keeping up with his taller friend's longer strides had Armand breathless when they arrived. The exertion made him want to take off the heavy coat in the warmer indoors air, but he didn't want to carry or lose it.. As for the store itself, he was both fascinated and
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Liking what he was hearing so far, Sechs' grin only grew bigger. "Blitzkrieg, huh? Sounds fun!" He declared, his amber eyes giving off a swift flash. Anything with a name meaning 'Lightning War' must have been an awesome machine to do battle with! He could only imagine its capabilities... Along with Recluse in his eight-armed form, Sechs mentally added Teisel into his 'to engage battle with' list for later when things return to normal. "I'm willing to wait. When that Landel guy and his bullshit institute goes down, where can I find ya? You mentioned somewhere called Kimotoma City? I haven't heard of that place before..." Sechs could only hope that Teisel wasn't from another "world" like nearly everyone else he'd met so far. He didn't want his headache to come back in full force again...
Sechs bristled up at Teisel's foreboding words. "Of course I'm gonna last!" Sechs huffed, too defensive at that moment to notice the troubled look on the taller man's face. "I've survived on my own in the Scrapyard for the past two years! I've had all my limbs blasted off one time and my body flung across the arena during a Z.O.T.T match! Long as my brain chip is still intact; I just keep coming back for more!"
Yet a painful twinge from his sprained wrist and the dull throbbing of the bite wounds in his shoulder begged to differ with Sechs' current situation. The horrible images of his decomposing reflection in the mirror and the creature that shortly followed flashed in Sechs' mind. He could feel himself literally deflate inside. "Erm... but then I was still cyborg then..." If it hadn't been for Fai and Subaru, Sechs would have either been eaten alive by the monster or slowly bled to death while in a state of shock... Both possibilities were pretty unpleasant ways to go...
Slightly sheepish, the Replica stuffed his hands into his pockets while his eyes momentarily glanced away. "Ooh... Thought they did..." He muttered. If the hairs were nanomachines like Sechs thought they were at first, they would have easily restored themselves with the rest of Teisel's massive amount of hair. Oh well, at least Teisel seemed OK about it...
Returning his gaze from the shiny blades and chainsaws that surrounded him and the other man, Sechs finally noticed the distress being expressed by Teisel. "Wait a sec..." Sechs slowly spoke as apprehension seeped into his face. "Did you just say someone you knew didn't last here...?" Hoo boy...
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