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[knight4darkness]

WHO; Abraxas, Nemvoy
WHAT; WHILE ACTUALLY NOT LOOKING FOR A FIGHT Nemvoy...gets in to one anyway. This one...doesn't go quite as well as any other.
WHERE; The Junkyard
WHEN; Today! Sometime in the late week since Corny's internet is messing up :(
WARNINGS; Violence.

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[infectthegrid]

It had taken a while for the virus to find out what Convoy had done, far too long in fact. Just one reason for the virus' temper to go up, amongst other things. The thing had touched Jalen, his younger self, and that wasn't even close to being acceptable. No matter if Jalen had been infected at the time or not.

Tracking down the giant robot was simple enough. He'd tracked Anon long enough to know how to do so without being seen.

And what better place to confront the glitch than in the Junkyard.

Once Abraxas catches sight of Convoy, he leaps down from a pile of scrap, energy crackling around him. He certainly doesn't look like the kind of guy that's just passing through.

[knight4darkness]

It's the crackling that catches his attention. Nemesis pauses, turning his head towards the sound - and then faces it fully, regarding the crackling figure not too far away with a surprise that quickly turns to alarm.

It's familiar. He hasn't forgotten when he fought someone like that, before, only - he. He was different.

Organic.

Well. This could be interesting.

[infectthegrid]

Abraxas draws his disc, calmly walking towards the large robot. He isn't deterred, nor is he concerned. He's upset, as he always is. Angry that things happened the way hey did.

"So, you did it."

His hand tightens around his cracked disc, energy jolting around his arm.

"You will suffer my pain. Regret what you've done."

[knight4darkness]

Weapons immediately drop down in to their 'armed' position, humming softly as they power up. If that's not hostility, then he doesn't know what is.

But.

"Walk away, creature."

It's all the warning he'll give.