Psykgi Mentha 14/20 hp Damage Dealt: 5 to Packing Bot Damage Taken: 4 Military Standard Medical Kit (Adept Artifact Support A) (2/2 Uses, heal one troll 1/2 hp)
It seemed that her attempts to break through it's carapace and pull some wires made the robot very intent on her. Like an annoying tiny buzzbeast, it picked her up by her leg, holding her upside down and slamming her onto a conveyor belt. "Oof!" she exclaimed, as her lusus whirled and chittered in dazzling alarm. She might have uttered other things too, but she was more distracted by the hemoinappropriate bow that had been deliacately placed on her head... and the goop that was suddenly down her shirt. Hastily, Psykgi escaped the conveyor belt and removed the bow. She would need a new shirt. She would possibly need to change into a new jumpsuit. But for now...
"Well, gosh, I guess I'm just dropping by." she said to the strapping young troll currently engaging the robot, "Hello, Psykgi Mentha. Nice to meet you!" Her smile was an attempt to restore her lost dignity. "Mind if we team up? I feel like disabling this device is a multi-troll job!"
Psykgi Mentha 12/20 hp Damage Dealt: 4 to Packing Bot Damage Taken: 2 Military Standard Medical Kit (Adept Artifact Support A) (2/2 Uses, heal one troll 1/2 hp)
Psykgi proceeded to grab a few items off the belt, noticing that her lusus was distinctly avoiding the goo. All of it - including the stuff that had been shoved down her chest. Chemicals, then - Psykgi knew that her lusus was sensitive to them, especially fumes. It was one of the things that disrupted the swarm's communications. Maybe I should get this goop off, after all... she thought, collecting a nice pile near her to salvage. If she was chemical-y it could interfere with her lusus's ability to protect her, and that could be such a problem. In that moment of distraction, she suddenly realized that the machine had just tossed an engineer at her. They collided, grabbed up as much of the stuff as they could, and rushed out of range.
It’s important to hold modular correspondence units safely while installing them in the space tower, and you show your assistant drones how it’s done.
Psykgi Mentha 9/20 hp Damage Dealt: 2 to Packing Bot Damage Taken: 3 Military Standard Medical Kit (Adept Artifact Support A) (2/2 Uses, heal one troll 1/2 hp)
... It would definitely sure be nice to not have people she knew and wanted to impress/not be humiliated by witness her changing into a spare suit, but that didn't seem to be in the cards as more and more trolls came to join the fight, leaving her few options to preserve her modesty.
Ah well, modesty wasn't entirely reasonable or relevant anyway. So what if someone saw her a little naked, she had no shame about her form. And she would at least try... She sought out a spare suit, finding none nearby. Ah well, I can just squeeze some of it out... she thought, looking down at her chest...
Only to be hit with a cardboard 'missile'. "Oof!" she exclaimed, glaring at the packing bot irately. "You -" she declared, "Are really an insolent hunk of metal!
HP: 17/20 Military Grade Emei Daggers +1 Novice Support artifact, style B: 1/1
1d4. On a 1, 2 or 3, heal another troll by a quarter of their max hp, on a 4 heal them by their max hp 1x per battle
Eridia stretched as she watched the paparazzis scramble outside. Victory was theirs and now they could take some time to breathe-- plus maybe she could ask the cute seadweller her number. She mused to herself and as she was about to relax, she noticed the rampaging packing bot. The highblood slapped her forehead as she wondered just how useless the machinery in the science dome were. With a long and exasperated sigh, Eridia thought of a way to help out without completely destroying the machine. They had to also make sure that dreaded machine didn't waste any materials.
Why did I signed up for this? Ah yes... Hot trolls in jumpsuits.
She trekked towards the machine with two mops and began to mop the goop off the conveyor belts. Of course there was one little detail-- she didn't know how to mop.
HP: 12/20 Military Grade Emei Daggers +1 Novice Support artifact, style B: 1/1
1d4. On a 1, 2 or 3, heal another troll by a quarter of their max hp, on a 4 heal them by their max hp 1x per battle
Mopping was a job meant for the poor, not for the highblooded rich trolls like her. "So... Humiliating gog!" Eridia muttered and tried to make herself look cool mopping around. A plan that failed quickly as no one ever looked cool while they mopped the floor. She did so until she stepped over some substance puddle and reacted to the burning sensation on her feet. Nevertheless to say, she slipped over it, went straight up to the machine and said demonic metal contraption got a hold of her. Eridia gulped, hoping it would just let her go. Yet instead it labeled her and knocked her out before she could get away.
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