✪βŐŐĞĨĔ МĂŃ✪
Location: Candy Turf, lost,Arakawa
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With his hat on he began to rub his forehead briskly and sighed while she spoke. "Yeah, yeah. Naked a**, lunch money gone. I get it. You'll put a hurting on me." He was in all honesty more aggrivated by the fact he was lost than her back and forth attempt at playful insults. She was a weird girl that much he knew for sure, even before he came out after her. It wasn't like they removed his memories of the leaders from before they just tried to give him more information on them. Which was an absolute failure seeing how they didn't know anything else new.
Looking up at the bill of his hat and curling his lips away he turned to the side while she kept going until she had that moment in between. Boogie brought his eyes to hers when she asked if he needed help or something. Again he got locked, just like that moment in the club the other night his eyes could not move away. The gears inside began to tick away and churn, he could hear his mechanics trying to overide his logic systems and they were being supressed by something, not of his doing either. Some sort of human trait inside of him was battling them.
Finally they kicked on and that light that swirled through his optics did so again just then. It appeared brighter however because of the shadow from his hat. Before he could say anything in response due to his stunned demeanor he was cut off by the guy landing on her car. It wasn't a fashionable entrance but he wasn't one to argue it gave him the break he needed to get away from this girl.
Taking in a glance at the guy on her hood or whatever way he had landed he broke down the image in his system and rand through his image file locating and figure out exactly who that was. Someone else on his list to merc but then again so was this girl. They seemed to be working together for something, to him it looked like that something was a date of some sort. That could work in his favor if only in one fashion. If he did something to her it would draw that guy out and show a weak point but this Tech skull was not a big enough fish to try that on. Meaning it would be pointless. While on the other hand he already knew if he captured the guy and tried to lure Lovie out that way it just wouldn't work.
So then again it didn't work in his favor at all. Too many plots to think up. Boogie Man sighed, a little and smiled while his hands reached up to his face and began to rub his eyes.The voice of an old friend filtered through his database.
"Some sweets will rot your brain."
Boogie's eyes shot open and he just looked down at the girl in the car. It was starting to make sense but he wanted these things to just be dreams and nothing more so he refused to admit this as something else. "No, I'm fine."
Turning away from both of them deciding not to fight either of them even though they were in very vulnerable positions in which he could have used one pulse hand to take them both out by blowing up the car. Of course this would have damaged him a bit but he would have lived through it, they on the other hand would not have. So why was he turning away? He still had something to prove.
"When I figure this stupid city out again I'm taking out the highest one of these Skulls, and I'll show everyone I'm the best hunter even if it means killing my own boss. Wherever that idiot is." Same one track mind, but this time no friend around to save him. One could only hope he could pull it off this time.
Sadly this time he couldn't tell anyone it had nothing to do with that person. He just had to go it alone.
Not even five feet from the car he waved at a citizen. "Hey excuse me!" Running up to them he began to ask for directions. "Yeah I just need to get back there....it's not that far is it?...Seriously? For the love of..alright thanks." Sighing and looking around he started to walk down one of the side walks. Should've had wheels installed. This is dumb. Then again... He went off thinking and fantasizing about the idea of him being some sort of weird transformer, human, mech, thing.
Weapons: The Twisted blade (Sheathed in his right leg)
Pulse hands---Inactive.
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