Welcome to Gaia! ::

Axl: o.o now you're speaking a different language too x.x

TJ: *snickers* Axl! wake up! I'm being serious ^^ I want you to care for this guild as if you were its leader

Axl: o_0 do you WANT a home to come back to or not?

TJ: *laughs* true. But a shaken up home is better than none ^^ I think you'd be good Axl. You've matured more than you know recently. You might not be able to see it but I can. You'll do fine

Axl: well... I always lose arguments.... right I'll take the job ^^ *stands and puffs out his chest*

TJ: *smiles* Glad to hear it ^^ I think you'll do well *He looks out the window*

Axl: And my first order is....

TJ: No beach party....

Axl: Bah! >.<

*kaiori nods to KB* hello *she laughs lightly at Axl* I wish we had time for a party but..we are weak at the moment..we should train and make sure we can protect the dojo as long as we can ...

Indeed,I suppose you could use the dust of the dojo as your beach....the blood may be your ocean,for that much will be easilly spilled..and then some.Alas,dearest D will be dead when the final strike to this place comes..and then when I reduce it to dust there won't be anyone to rebuild it...unless of course Axl has learned some things since I've last seen him.And Kai,Hello to you to.It's nice to see that someone around here can be polite....

Hidjie was still the picture of pure disgust as he approached the dojo. He was too busy to go back and get a new body. Lights flickered from red to amber, his self repairing systems were doing their jobs perfectly. He could feel his left eye trying to twitched as he entered the dojo. He didn't even look like Hidjie! Just a cybernetic skeleton, blood dried onto his body and still fresh peices of meat hanging from loose muscle tissue. Soft whines of servoes could barely be heard over the disgusting squishing noises that Hidjie's feet created when the half decayed meat hit the floor. His weapons were all clearly visible. His right arm had a small blue orb with an orange coil inside it about halfway up his bicep. His left arm had a strange wireing system and what looked like a giant amp at his wrist. His right shoulder was a pez of missles, and his stomach held several energy packets. His legs were hollowed out tubes of fuel for his jet feet, or his flame thrower that was built into his right knee.

I'm ina great mood..and hey..that's interesting.Not Mas's,Mas's are clean...looks like..ahh...I see.I see indeed.

*KB regarded the robotic thing with a techincal eye,not literally of course.He just knew some things,and seeing Hidjie brought those things to mind.He twitched slightly,as his eyes ran over every detail.*

TJ: *raises a brow* depends what design is meant for really. what the hell are you neutral

Axl: *just watches* Nah.. Mas's bots dun talk like that

"My design and primary programing were...zzzzzt...kaazzzztecczzzztion...primary programing erased..." Hidjie fell completely silent as he just stood there. Axl Low held little significance to him, but the one Twilight Justice was interesting. He needed ectoplasmic research information. Though obtaining a spirit was very difficult. The orange coil, inside the bright blue orb, hummed softly and pulsed an odd color. If his human body was still intact everyone could see that Hidjie had activated his plasma cannon, but because of his lack of flesh only the soft hums and strange glowing was noticeable. "Destruction of the MSCMCC, MSC, and the MSC's builder...." Hidjie's combat processor flickered to life as a streak of blue and orange flames sprayed out of his right arm in a concentrated beam. The beam dragged along the floor, ripping up floorboards and sending plasma spraying in all dirrections, as it neared closer to KB.