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The bot referenced as before, though much more quickly this time around. "The Cradle is a combat capable facility, housing numerous craft. It is fully capable of advanced scans of both nearby spacial sectors and the planet's surface. Deeper scans are subject to further deviation of resources, pending approval of the command staff. KB will be attending the Gala, so you can contact him then. KB is of course, the main benefactor and owner of the station." The droid didn't feel the need to mention KB was at the Citadel, though it might come up if asked.

"Oh dear." The bot commented as the man vanished, before starting to float along forwards slowly. It was once more searching for humanoids worthy of it's invitation. The young man it just had the pleasure of talking to seemed like a charming individual.

Krono gripped his blood scythe tightly and watched ad his opponent revealed something new about himself. He watched with curiosity as the red sphere appeared and he even felt his body pulled toward it for a brief second, as was the blast shot by his Buster Rifles. As the sphere dissipated, his shot was propelled somewhere into the far off distance and his body was sent back a bit, however he was able to stabilize almost instantly.

He looked at the new form his foe had taken on, which appeared to be that of a full fledged demon. He didn't have much time to examine this new form as he quickly went into an attack. Krono held his scythe at an angle, ready to counter attack. His foe kicked forward with incredible speed and was surrounded by lightning in the blink of an eye. Krono attempted to strafe to the side using his wings, but he wasn't quick enough. The cross slash intended for his body connected in a sense. One of the swords bounced off of his scythe, and due to Kronos reaction the damage done to his chest was minimialized as compared to what it could have been.

He could feel blood coming from the wound and could tell that it would take a while for that particular gash to heal over. He quickly turned to see his foe a good distance away from him and reverting back to his normal state, and Krono would use this time to dish out some damage. He called both his Katanas back to his side and when they returned a few second later, he sent them forth at rocketing speeds to impale his foe in the back. He then sent himself hurtling forward, ignoring the wound which was inflicted on him and whirling his scythe in a circle.

Hopefully his swords connected with his foe, and if they didn't then the likelihood of his next attack seemed slim. He was enclosing on Chronic at a great speed and upon reaching him he would put all his effort into trying to cut his wings off with his acidic blood scythe, more than makeing up for the little stunt he pulled off not long ago.

At the sudden materialization of a lifeform, Kah's first guess was that her systems were malfunctioning, but only something wrong. Her biomatrix scanner hadn't read anything of note until a half a heart beat ago, but her M-4 tracking unit had picked up something. A twisted perversion of a magical existance, similar in residual properties of pond scum the strangeness being recieved on Kah's M-4 unit had her momentarily baffled. As fast as this thing could shift and jump, send impulses from it's brain to it's vocal and out it's mouth, Kah's S-2 processing unit was faster still as it utilized the latest in bioengineered nerve fiber optics - the average human nerve ending capable of recieving and transmitting enough information to short circut every computer in the world on a daily basis. Combat responses were immediate, Kah's new Angel Forge prototype having been activated now that the remote unit was in Tegral's posession, with targeting and scanning equipment meassuring up every inch of this strange tall thing.

Only nothing made sense. Every time she thought she had a stable lock on something it'd change! And it wasn't even in a semi-predictable pattern! Usually something had a basis in which could be scanned and the new S-2 unit could devise hundreds of milllions of different possiblities choose the most likely based on previous data or immediate diagnostic scans and download them into Kah's head. Only this thing's base was shifting! What the bloody butt ******** hell!?

Of course none of this really affected the woman's appearance. Changed from her previous garb she now wore a pair of cowgirl boots in place of her heavy black combat boots, with long black stockings that went clear up to her theighs, and a pair of lace booty-shorts. Her torso was wrapped in a heavy winter's jacket, flairing a bright pink color, and she had enough peircings in her ears and neck to match those on Arrogance's body.

"Uh, HI!" She shouted almost cheerfully as she sent a quick burst of code up to the Cradle. She was ordered to find important units of lifeforms on the planet, she was just trying to figure out who this thing was.

Such was the way of life Kah figured as she regarded this weirdo with a slightly tilted head. "Yeah, ok." She said finally, not at all making to apollogize for a discourtiesy she hadn't commited. If anything the b*****d's interference with her link to the Cradle was rude! He definately wasn't getting an invitation by Kah's hand. Let Rookin do it!

"You're ugly, go away." Kah stated more than too bluntly as she trained up and down Arrogance's form. Biomatrix scanners were obviously useless on this thing, the M-4 didn't help much. Infrared, sonic, ultra-violet, gamma, and neural radial scans proceeded to swipe, cover, poke, and blanket Arrogance's form as a means to figure out what it was and why it was bothering her. No longer did Kah feel the presence to be a cheerful, cutsie, school girl. She was suddenly aggitated, and looking at Arrogance made her all the more so.

"No, no I don't mind at all." Kah responded as something clicked into activity inside her circuits. Her combat functions were already activated, so the power requirements for this particular transferance were lessened by the war nodes installed through out her body to reduce energy and CPU requirements. "And here I was walking merrily along when a creature as yourself stalks in from the shadows, interrupting my private thoughts." Well, not exactly! She was actively seeking life forms, but that thing didn't know she was looking for them, it might have merely been a warning system of sorts - as per it's origional design. "And then you go so far as to interrupt an outgoing signal, which is the equivilant of cutting out someone's tongue. Would you appreciate it if some stranger ripped out your tongue?!"

Oh Kah could be as nice and charming as any little princess, but push her and she pushed back, only she could push a city bus without really concerning herself. "And what do you get off calling ME a non-life when you were a rock two minutes ago! I'm just as alive as anything else!" Which was true to an extent. Kah was an anomatron, meaning she was comprised mostly of machinery, but despite that her origional form was biologically engineered and technologically enhanced to be just as strong as her mechanical parts. "You call me rude? Sneak up on a girl, make it so she can't even speak to others, and say she's not alive! You need to have your ideas of manners recalibrated, buddy!"

Krono smiled as he had seen both swords go clean through his opponent, and his happyness would be further boosted when he saw his foes wings fully exposed in an attempt to stabilize himself. The feeling of his scythe cutting through those wings was one of pure satisfaction, and it was even better when he saw his foe plummet to the ground. He managed to see the gauntlets shot at him easily enough.

He was aware of the shadow firing at him and in order to block this he would twirl his scythe at a rapid speed in order to deflect the bullets, he then began to maneuver his way away from the fire gauntlets which were yearning for his flesh. He tightened his command ont he katanas which he twisted while they were in his foe's shoulders before commanded them back to his side.

When they came back he used them to keep the gauntlets at bay and continued to whirl his scythe to deflect the bullets and watched his foes next move, he would be able to keep the defensive stance he was holding for quite some time, even though the gash in his chest was still there and bleeding, it was showing signs of healing which was a good sign for him.