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Who: Lucca, Metaknight
What: Reconciling the virus
Where: Junk City, Lucca's lab.
When: Sunday, Feb 21st, Morning.
The last few days seemed to have just drifted by. With the Halberd's repairs completed, things had quieted down considerably. Now, she and Hope could focus their attention on smaller, more personal projects. They certainly had no shortage of those. But as Lucca set herself to her work on her latest project upgrading a private detective's gun, her thoughts strayed back to the events of the virus.
After she'd met up with Metaknight, things had progressed... quickly. She wasn't in her right mind, that much was certain, but it hadn't exactly been a BAD experience. Unexpected, and certainly unfamiliar, but... not bad. Her face felt hot as a blush made itself known, and Lucca set down her tools quickly. She got up and walked over to the sink where she splashed her face with cold water and took a deep breath.
She hadn't heard from him since then, and there was no use dwelling on it. He was barely humanoid, more spheroid than anything. Why was she getting worked up about it? She let her gaze stray to a shelf where she'd stored one of the extra masks she'd made for Metaknight over a year ago. Biting her lip, Lucca turned her gaze away quickly and marched back over to her workbench. "You're being stupid," she berated herself quietly, and she sat back down to get back towork.
What: Reconciling the virus
Where: Junk City, Lucca's lab.
When: Sunday, Feb 21st, Morning.
The last few days seemed to have just drifted by. With the Halberd's repairs completed, things had quieted down considerably. Now, she and Hope could focus their attention on smaller, more personal projects. They certainly had no shortage of those. But as Lucca set herself to her work on her latest project upgrading a private detective's gun, her thoughts strayed back to the events of the virus.
After she'd met up with Metaknight, things had progressed... quickly. She wasn't in her right mind, that much was certain, but it hadn't exactly been a BAD experience. Unexpected, and certainly unfamiliar, but... not bad. Her face felt hot as a blush made itself known, and Lucca set down her tools quickly. She got up and walked over to the sink where she splashed her face with cold water and took a deep breath.
She hadn't heard from him since then, and there was no use dwelling on it. He was barely humanoid, more spheroid than anything. Why was she getting worked up about it? She let her gaze stray to a shelf where she'd stored one of the extra masks she'd made for Metaknight over a year ago. Biting her lip, Lucca turned her gaze away quickly and marched back over to her workbench. "You're being stupid," she berated herself quietly, and she sat back down to get back towork.