It's a good thing Blaze doesn't mind drawing attention to herself, given the entrance she just made. She's embarrassed enough about the cause of her untimely arrival. She doesn't know this voice, so she has to turn and peer past the cracks in her faceplate to get an idea of who's talking. Hm. Good winter gear. This guy's got some sense.
"Kinner, huh? I'm Blaze-37, and this is Ghost. Good to meet you- circumstances aside." There's a synthetic edge to her voice, though it's warm and expressive as any human woman's. It just sounds like she's speaking through a very good radio. All her armor certainly makes her look like a robot even without glimpsing the metal face beneath her fractured helmet.
"It's too bad, but you're right. Guessing the best we can do is melt this all the way down and recycle the metals. It's a Sparrow, a hoverbike - at least it was. I had it fitted out just the way I liked, too. What's a Triumph like?"
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"Kinner, huh? I'm Blaze-37, and this is Ghost. Good to meet you- circumstances aside." There's a synthetic edge to her voice, though it's warm and expressive as any human woman's. It just sounds like she's speaking through a very good radio. All her armor certainly makes her look like a robot even without glimpsing the metal face beneath her fractured helmet.
"It's too bad, but you're right. Guessing the best we can do is melt this all the way down and recycle the metals. It's a Sparrow, a hoverbike - at least it was. I had it fitted out just the way I liked, too. What's a Triumph like?"