[closed || ariat] swordspam is imminent

[crescentsaber]

Who: v-13 crescentsaber and Rita Mordio kyudousha
Where: Ariat, somewhere near the magical pink doors. Yeah.
Status: Closed
Style: Either.

[It was 6:58:47, according to her calculations. They had agreed to meet at 7 in the morning. Patiently, she waits. Nu, or 'Delta' didn't mind showing off her combat skills every once in a while. It would help her analyze her current

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[kyudousha]

[As soon as the clock flicks to seven, she walks out of the pink door looking slightly disgruntled, but not too worse for wear. Pulling her hood off her head -- she had somehow managed to procure a hooded clock-like piece of clothing which was made out of a substance that she couldn't recognize, and while it had a strange texture to it, she couldn't fault it for keeping off the rain.

Emerging into a gray but relatively rainless world is a wonderful change of scenery. She quickly catches sight of her test subject, and upon staring at the sword by her side for a few moments, she walks forward.]

Prompt, aren't you. Do you have an internal clock?

[crescentsaber]

[Oh there she was, on time as well. She didn't seem like any scientist she knew before...how odd. Somebody so young. Then again, Nu herself was technically only a few months old.]

Affirmative.

[kyudousha]

[A brief look over. She doesn't seem impressed, but she's learned to not judge by appearance. However, she doesn't see the need to hide her thoughts.]

Smaller than I expected, but you might just be a compact unit.

What does your internal clock run on? For that matter, what do you run on?

[crescentsaber]

Delta's internal clock is based on pre-programmed information.

Classified information pertaining to the Murakumo Units.

[Canon doesn't say FFFFFUUU 8C Analyzing and scanning for now. She's just going to stare at Rita for a few seconds.]

Scanning...scanning...scanning complete. IFF determined. Processing...
Subject determined to be not hostile.