[[Due to unfortunate circumstances, I will likely be erratic until late August. I deeply apologize to everyone. The blogs I run are as follows:
Once again, I’m sorry for not being on. Daichi, Eirin, Middi, you three keep going strong.]]
Eirin nodded at the request and led the pair on a short walk to a room with various small mechanical parts strewn about. She gestured to some materials sitting on a side table. “Those are the parts that he left here. I had planned on letting the kappa develop some tools for me with them, but you should be able to salvage or fashion any spare parts that he needs from those pieces, yes? He should be able to give you any specifications for the more sensitive aspects, but there should be no problems. If you need to consult me on biological interfacing, then simply ask. Otherwise, I will wait until you are ready to begin the biological component surgery.”
“Uh, yes, thank you.” Nitori waited until Eirin left the room. Then she set Buck down on the table and examined the parts. They were small, and Nitori couldn’t really identify most of them. But as she browsed through the parts, she found some things she could salvage to make into a voice device for Buck.
It didn’t take too long. After she finished, she knocked on the door to the other room. “Miss Yagokoro? I re-made a voice amplifier for Buck. But I’m not sure if there’s anything else I can really do.”
Eirin rose with a smile. “Very well, then. Let us go back in and speak with him. I can help with the biological interface, definitely, and you may want to continue working on whatever devices he may need as you are able.” She opened the door and entered, approaching Buck. “Well then, can you report on your own damages or do I need to probe around inside of you?”
Buck nodded in response; he really could not wait for the voice amplifier to be replaced so Nitori would not need to relay everything constantly. “Pretty much all of the electronics were in the abdomen, as I told Eirin in our last endeavor, so that’s all busted. I’d say you would have to replace just about everything in there anyway, so probe away.”
“All of my organs were moved both in and around the thorax to make room for the equipment, so they’re fine. Both my middle legs and my left hindleg, as well as my wings, are gone, so any suitable replacement, however temporary, would be appreciated.” Buck laid on his side, getting comfortable on the table.”The voice amplifier is the part labeled ‘V-038’, just so you know, Nitori.”
Buck waved back to Eirin, balancing on his other foreleg and his right hindleg. “Just paraphrase what I say to her, Miss Kawashiro,” he said before actually speaking to Eirin. “It’s nice to see you again, too. Well, besides the missing wings and limbs and the lack of any working electronics. Also, I’m biomechanical; still fleshy on the inside,” he added, nitpicking.
Nitori bowed politely to Eirin. “Thank you for the invite.” She walked carefully into to the house.
She turned to Eirin. “By the way, Buck says he’s glad to see you, and that he’s biomechanical; still fleshy on the inside,” she winked.
Eirin chuckled. “Yes, of course. If he were not biological in some aspects then I would not have been the one to nurse him back to health those other times.” She stepped in after Nitori and gestured to a small specimen table. “Please set him here and the two of us can go for those parts. If you would like, you can even join in the surgery to restore the natural functions.”
“I’d prefer to have my voice amplifier and my battery pack fixed first, though,” Buck remarked. “I don’t want Nitori repeating everything to you while you are operating.” He then went silent waiting for Nitori to take him out of the jar.
((Just going to keep pushing this forward until Buck is reintroduced and we’ll do the 3-way split.))
Eirin nodded slowly. “Yes, you might say that they are. Things have taken a rather peaceful turn after the last little incident.” She shrugged and turned a concentrated look to Nitori. “Speaking of which, I hurriedly left a small creature near the river a few days ago, hoping that a kappa might pick it up. Have you heard anything about it? He is a small mechanical bee of sorts.”
“Uh, yes, right here!” She held up the little container that Buck was in. “He was in pretty bad— well, really bad— shape when I first saw him. I wasn’t able to do much except for stopping him from losing any more fluids. And he also said his voice amplifier was broken, so I gave him this communicator to talk through. I don’t have a speaker for it though, just this.” She pointed to her ear.
“So this bee… It belongs to you?”
Eirin beamed at seeing her small companion. “Yes! Er, that is to say, he is an honored guest of mine. He does not belong to me, though, as he is simply a visitor from another world.” She gestured Nitori inside as she slid open the door to the clinic. “Please, come in and we will work on him together. I should have some of the old technology from his world that you can use to fashion proper replacement parts for him.” She smiled as the kappa walked past. “It is good to see you again, Sir Buck.”
Buck waved back to Eirin, balancing on his other foreleg and his right hindleg. “Just paraphrase what I say to her, Miss Kawashiro,” he said before actually speaking to Eirin. “It’s nice to see you again, too. Well, besides the missing wings and limbs and the lack of any working electronics. Also, I’m biomechanical; still fleshy on the inside,” he added, nitpicking.
After the quick fix, he felt a little better; at least he wasn’t bleeding out now. Using his impromptu ink, he wrote down: “Amplify voice. Easier to communicate.”
“Amplifier, amplifier… Uhhh, ok, like a microphone? Will this do? Or do you make your sounds electronically?” She placed a very tiny device next to him. It worked more like a walkie-talkie, and Nitori put the receiver in her ear.
Grabbing the device and holding it to his mouth, he intruduced himself. “Thanks, ma’am. I’m Buck. I’m basically a bee, but intelligent and part-mechanical. Who are you?”
“W-wow!” Nitori exclaimed. “So I’m not going crazy after all!” She very quickly grew ecstatic. “Oh, what could this mean for the kappa? I don’t even know how this got it here. It’s certainly an interesting discovery. But wait, what if it’s someone else’s discoveries? Maybe I’m stealing an important experiment. But I did help him out, after all. So this new technology certainly hasn’t been encountered yet. Then why would someone want it gone? Or maybe it was a freak accident? How did it even get here?” She rambled on as she went full-blown into researcher mode.
She paused, then suddenly remembered who she had just saved. “O-oh, I’m sorry,” she said, turning back to Buck. “I just get kinda excited about these things. My name’s Nitori, Nitori Kawashiro. As you can clearly see, I’m a kappa. It’s a good thing I had that mini-radio made. It was going to come to use sooner or later, wasn’t it?”
“So… are you feeling any better now?”
“Trust me, I ramble on at times as well, Miss Kawashiro. I’m actually a member of a covenant of super-intelligent insects. I’m one of their best soldiers, filled with electronic equipment surpassing anything the humans have,” he boasted. “Of course, it’s all busted up right now because of an evil doppelganger Eirin deciding to crush me and leave me for dead.” He said the last part with obvious distaste. “Do you think you could take me to Eientei? I’m still at risk of organ failure.”
“Eientei? It’s in the bamboo forest, isn’t it? But wait, I thought you said there was an evil Eirin. Why would you want to go back to whoever hurt you like this?”
“Yes, but I highly doubt she’s going to be there when we get back. She seems like an opportunist, only going for her goals when nothing can stop her at that moment,” he explained. “You look like the kind of person who tinkers rather than fixes. No offense, though.”
After the quick fix, he felt a little better; at least he wasn’t bleeding out now. Using his impromptu ink, he wrote down: “Amplify voice. Easier to communicate.”
“Amplifier, amplifier… Uhhh, ok, like a microphone? Will this do? Or do you make your sounds electronically?” She placed a very tiny device next to him. It worked more like a walkie-talkie, and Nitori put the receiver in her ear.
Grabbing the device and holding it to his mouth, he intruduced himself. “Thanks, ma’am. I’m Buck. I’m basically a bee, but intelligent and part-mechanical. Who are you?”
“W-wow!” Nitori exclaimed. “So I’m not going crazy after all!” She very quickly grew ecstatic. “Oh, what could this mean for the kappa? I don’t even know how this got it here. It’s certainly an interesting discovery. But wait, what if it’s someone else’s discoveries? Maybe I’m stealing an important experiment. But I did help him out, after all. So this new technology certainly hasn’t been encountered yet. Then why would someone want it gone? Or maybe it was a freak accident? How did it even get here?” She rambled on as she went full-blown into researcher mode.
She paused, then suddenly remembered who she had just saved. “O-oh, I’m sorry,” she said, turning back to Buck. “I just get kinda excited about these things. My name’s Nitori, Nitori Kawashiro. As you can clearly see, I’m a kappa. It’s a good thing I had that mini-radio made. It was going to come to use sooner or later, wasn’t it?”
“So… are you feeling any better now?”
“Trust me, I ramble on at times as well, Miss Kawashiro. I’m actually a member of a covenant of super-intelligent insects. I’m one of their best soldiers, filled with electronic equipment surpassing anything the humans have,” he boasted. “Of course, it’s all busted up right now because of an evil doppelganger Eirin deciding to crush me and leave me for dead.” He said the last part with obvious distaste. “Do you think you could take me to Eientei? I’m still at risk of organ failure.”
After the quick fix, he felt a little better; at least he wasn’t bleeding out now. Using his impromptu ink, he wrote down: “Amplify voice. Easier to communicate.”
“Amplifier, amplifier… Uhhh, ok, like a microphone? Will this do? Or do you make your sounds electronically?” She placed a very tiny device next to him. It worked more like a walkie-talkie, and Nitori put the receiver in her ear.
Grabbing the device and holding it to his mouth, he intruduced himself. “Thanks, ma’am. I’m Buck. I’m basically a bee, but intelligent and part-mechanical. Who are you?”
@ Any Kappa or passerby of a lake on…
((Ah, that’s true. I just didn’t want to get too ahead of myself in one post.))
“Okay…” Nitori picked up the container as carefully as she could without disturbing the creature inside. She started running down the mountain, as quickly and as smoothly as she could.
This is insane… she kept thinking. Maybe I’m just going crazy. There’s no way this bee could be communicating with me, no matter what color it is. Maybe I just misinterpreted something. Yeah, I probably just saw something weird that I thought was a nod. I knew I should’ve gotten more sleep last night. She slowed down slightly to a jog. Well, whatever the case, I’ll look at it again when I get back to the workshop. And if these comes out to be some crazy hallucination, I’ll just take a quick nap…
A few minutes later, and the workshop was in sight. It bordered the calmly flowing river, and a waterwheel was attached to the side of it. Nitori hurried inside and placed the container on a worn-out table. She carefully eased the container on its side, making sure not to disturb the creature too much. Using careful motions and a thin card, she extracted it from the container, including its separated appendages.
“I’m no doctor, so I dunno what I can do… You’re still alive aren’t you?” She nudged it with the card a couple times.
He nods weakly, an idea occuring in his brain. gesturing to a magnifying glass nearby, he took some of the blood he was leaking in a puddle and began scribbling a message in katakana, which read: “Losing blood. Biomechanical. Patch me up with metal. Temporary fix.”
“M-metal?! Biomechanical?” Nitori took the magnifying glass and took a second close look at the insect. Sure enough, she saw the tiny metal parts that made it up, although much of it was broken up. “A bee that writes, is made of metal, and can understand me… This really is something.” She shook her head. This is no time to be thinking such things. It really is dying, and I have to help it!
Nitori rummaged around her workshop, looking through various containers and machines for scrap supplies. She came upon a few sheets of metal, and grabbed another tool out of another pile. She took some scraps of cloth from yet a different place and brought them all over to the table.
“I’ll try to be gentle… Sorry if this hurts a bit,” she said as she began her work. She tried to work as quickly but cautiously as possible, just as she was when she was bringing the bee down.
Several minutes and some creative engineering later, she stepped back and observed the bee. “It looks like I’ve managed to stop the bleeding, though I don’t think you’re in any better condition than you were when I started. I wish I could do more, but whatever you’re made of is more advanced than what I’ve seen before. Is there anything else you think I can do for you?”
After the quick fix, he felt a little better; at least he wasn’t bleeding out now. Using his impromptu ink, he wrote down: “Amplify voice. Easier to communicate.”
@ Any Kappa or passerby of a lake on…
((Ah, that’s true. I just didn’t want to get too ahead of myself in one post.))
“Okay…” Nitori picked up the container as carefully as she could without disturbing the creature inside. She started running down the mountain, as quickly and as smoothly as she could.
This is insane… she kept thinking. Maybe I’m just going crazy. There’s no way this bee could be communicating with me, no matter what color it is. Maybe I just misinterpreted something. Yeah, I probably just saw something weird that I thought was a nod. I knew I should’ve gotten more sleep last night. She slowed down slightly to a jog. Well, whatever the case, I’ll look at it again when I get back to the workshop. And if these comes out to be some crazy hallucination, I’ll just take a quick nap…
A few minutes later, and the workshop was in sight. It bordered the calmly flowing river, and a waterwheel was attached to the side of it. Nitori hurried inside and placed the container on a worn-out table. She carefully eased the container on its side, making sure not to disturb the creature too much. Using careful motions and a thin card, she extracted it from the container, including its separated appendages.
“I’m no doctor, so I dunno what I can do… You’re still alive aren’t you?” She nudged it with the card a couple times.
He nods weakly, an idea occuring in his brain. gesturing to a magnifying glass nearby, he took some of the blood he was leaking in a puddle and began scribbling a message in katakana, which read: “Losing blood. Biomechanical. Patch me up with metal. Temporary fix.”
Ask Buck Bumble: @ Any Kappa or passerby of a lake on Youkai Mountain
Within a loosely-lidded container, a small cybernetic bee lay unconscious and dying slowly, it’s abdomen crushed. Green blood and black oil leaked from the heavily injured segment. The rest of the incest was in poor shape as well, missing both of its wings…
Opening his eyes behind the goggles, Buck noticed the Kappa poking at his current prison. His voice amplifier busted, he weakly struggled to his three feet, a tiny blue piece of metal falling out from his busted abdomen, covered in blood and oil. He pointed to his throat and shook his head, indicating his inability to speak.
“Ah-aaah!” Nitori exclaimed when she saw it moved. She took a few steps back when she realized it was trying to communicate to her. “Wh-what are you?” she asked. She shook her head several times to check if she wasn’t going crazy.
“Never mind that, it looks like you need help. If you’re something other than an ordinary bee, then you might be worth saving,” she said. She looked around her to see if anyone was watching. There was no one; only the slight wind rustled the trees in the area. Then she crouched down to the jar and whispered, “Okay, I’m going to try and help you, but I can’t do anything about it here. My workshop is down the mountain so can you wait until we get there?”
Upon the aspect of help, he nodded as visibly as he could.
[[Not much I could do other than have him say yes.]]
Within a loosely-lidded container, a small cybernetic bee lay unconscious and dying slowly, it’s abdomen crushed. Green blood and black oil leaked from the heavily injured segment. The rest of the incest was in poor shape as well, missing both of its wings and it’s mid-left, mid-right, and back-right legs.
[[20 POSTS TO SAVE UNTIL DEATH]]
Meanwhile, Nitori was passing by the river, testing out another invention of hers. Just as she was finishing up, she noticed a lonely jar and, out of curiosity, decided to take a peek at it. Noticing the broken insect inside, she mumbled, “Huh… Doesn’t look like any bee I’ve ever seen. It’s all these odd colors…” Upon closer inspection, she noticed the multiple injuries on it. “Uwaa… It doesn’t look like it’s in any good condition. I wonder it it’s still alive.” She poked a couple times at the jar.
Opening his eyes behind the goggles, Buck noticed the Kappa poking at his current prison. His voice amplifier busted, he weakly struggled to his three feet, a tiny blue piece of metal falling out from his busted abdomen, covered in blood and oil. He pointed to his throat and shook his head, indicating his inability to speak.
Within a loosely-lidded container, a small cybernetic bee lay unconscious and dying slowly, it’s abdomen crushed. Green blood and black oil leaked from the heavily injured segment. The rest of the incest was in poor shape as well, missing both of its wings and it’s mid-left, mid-right, and back-right legs.
[[20 POSTS TO SAVE UNTIL DEATH]]
“H*h…” he scoffed, green fluid dripping from his mouth as he did so. “H*ve y*o ev*r… b*en i* a wa* b*fo*e?” he asked clearing his throat of blood before continuing. “A *ar y*u n**er… ha* *n en*my *n? W**re som*th**g ag**n*t… yo*r c**tr*l f*rc*d y**r fr**nds… to a*ta*k yo* t*e d*y aft*r y*u ch*tt*d… i* **e me*s h**l?”
He coughed hoarsely, the amplifier making it sound like crackling static. “D* yo* re*l*ze t*e g**lt… I f*el c*ns*ant*y? *o y*u k*ow *ust *o* h*rd it *s to sle*p… ev*n w*th dr*gs, b*c**se… the ni**tm*res k**p *e a*ake!? JU*T HU*R* *P AN* KI** **!! I WANT ** ***!!” With that, the mechanism broke, rendering the been practically inaudible.
So that was it. Erin sighed and rose form her desk once again to go over and bend over Buck, not touching him this time. “How selfish. I was completely wrong about you.” She sneered. “You are no hero. A true warrior fights for the sake of others, whether in wartime or peacetime. I should know, as I have killed many of them. Some soldier you are if you allow necessary actions to drive you to self-defeat. It makes you into trash not worthy of my manners of death. If you wish to die so much then just do it yourself!”
His face contorting in pain, he slowly got to his feet, barely holding the dead weight of his abdomenal machines without boinic assistance. He attempted to counter her, but his voice went unheard. Intent on shutting her up in any way possible, he grabbed the basic laser pistol on his side. Firing off a single shot before the gun short-circuited, the small beam hit her left iris, yet only dried up the layer of liquid somewhat. Unable to do anything else, he gave her the best glare he possibly could before collapsing to his side, blacking out from his injuries.
{SYSTEMS CRITICAL; SYSTEMS CRIT—} as the abdomen gave away, most of the technology suffered too much damage to stay online. As the pletora of machines inside him malfunctioned, he felt his strength wane away. A mix of green and black oozed from his crushed segment. “W*y…?” he asked simply, both to Erin and to himself.
“I hate you~” Erin said it in such a carefree manner as she sat back at the desk. “That is really all there is to it. However, to spend all the time I would like with you would be a waste of my valuable time. Leaving you like that is just as preferable. Whether you survive or not at this point is none of my concern.”
“H*h…” he scoffed, green fluid dripping from his mouth as he did so. “H*ve y*o ev*r… b*en i* a wa* b*fo*e?” he asked clearing his throat of blood before continuing. “A *ar y*u n**er… ha* *n en*my *n? W**re som*th**g ag**n*t… yo*r c**tr*l f*rc*d y**r fr**nds… to a*ta*k yo* t*e d*y aft*r y*u ch*tt*d… i* **e me*s h**l?”
He coughed hoarsely, the amplifier making it sound like crackling static. “D* yo* re*l*ze t*e g**lt… I f*el c*ns*ant*y? *o y*u k*ow *ust *o* h*rd it *s to sle*p… ev*n w*th dr*gs, b*c**se… the ni**tm*res k**p *e a*ake!? JU*T HU*R* *P AN* KI** **!! I WANT ** ***!!” With that, the mechanism broke, rendering the been practically inaudible.
He held his tongue as he felf sudden pain from his wings, then only from the base. “Ow.” he exclaimed dully as he landed roughly. Getting to his feet, he replied, “The Empress’ goons are going to destroy my dimension. I’ve been organizing an evacuation, and I was hoping the surrounding bamboo would make a new safe haven.”
“Ah. Well I do not really care.” The doctor idly pressed a finger to her thumb and took aim at Buck before flicking him hard and knocking him several feet through the air and off the edge of the desk. “I doubt that witch would deny you, though. She is soft like that.” Erin moved around the side of the desk and stood tall over Buck on the floor, eyeing him with a look of sadistic boredom.
He used whatever systems he could to dull the incoming pain. The flick hit him hard, the damage extreme. {Left Midleg: severed; Left Wing: severed; Right Wing: Severed; Several exoskeleton fractures; systems as 34% capacity; damages to—} Buck cut off his HUD entirely as Erin towered over him.
“I k*ow…h** yo* op*r*te… y*u **n’t k**l me…” he said weakly, his voice amplifier short-circuiting. “Y*u’ll j*s* to**ur* me, *ig*t?” He got to his now-five feet, wobbling a little. “I **s a s*ldi*r of t*e R*s**ta*ce, a cre*t*re wi*li*g to r*sk h** li*e fo* t*e *ood of *is cov*na*t!” he boasted proudly ”D* *ou* wo*st, al**rn*te…”
“You are too frail to torture.” Erin stated with a cool, blunt tone. “And granting you a quick soldier’s death is not very appropriate either.” She stooped down and pinched Buck’s abdomen to pick him up, carrying him over to a side table. “Instead, you are welcome to stay alive as long as you are able. I will leave you alone to die while you pathetically try to hold on to your pitiful artificial existence.” Her pinch tightened slightly with each word, only for a sickening pop to emerge from the abdomen as she finished. Satisfied with her work, she dropped Buck on the table and walked back to her desk to continue the task that she had at hand.
{SYSTEMS CRITICAL; SYSTEMS CRIT—} as the abdomen gave away, most of the technology suffered too much damage to stay online. As the pletora of machines inside him malfunctioned, he felt his strength wane away. A mix of green and black oozed from his crushed segment. “W*y…?” he asked simply, both to Erin and to himself.
He held his tongue as he felf sudden pain from his wings, then only from the base. “Ow.” he exclaimed dully as he landed roughly. Getting to his feet, he replied, “The Empress’ goons are going to destroy my dimension. I’ve been organizing an evacuation, and I was hoping the surrounding bamboo would make a new safe haven.”
“Ah. Well I do not really care.” The doctor idly pressed a finger to her thumb and took aim at Buck before flicking him hard and knocking him several feet through the air and off the edge of the desk. “I doubt that witch would deny you, though. She is soft like that.” Erin moved around the side of the desk and stood tall over Buck on the floor, eyeing him with a look of sadistic boredom.
He used whatever systems he could to dull the incoming pain. The flick hit him hard, the damage extreme. {Left Midleg: severed; Left Wing: severed; Right Wing: Severed; Several exoskeleton fractures; systems as 34% capacity; damages to—} Buck cut off his HUD entirely as Erin towered over him.
“I k*ow…h** yo* op*r*te… y*u **n’t k**l me…” he said weakly, his voice amplifier short-circuiting. “Y*u’ll j*s* to**ur* me, *ig*t?” He got to his now-five feet, wobbling a little. “I **s a s*ldi*r of t*e R*s**ta*ce, a cre*t*re wi*li*g to r*sk h** li*e fo* t*e *ood of *is cov*na*t!” he boasted proudly ”D* *ou* wo*st, al**rn*te…”
Teleporting in onto Eirin’s personal desk, Buck sighed. “What a hectic week…” he mumbled before activating his voice amplifier. “Miss Yagokoro, things have become grim.
The bug had no sooner finished his sentence than Erin grabbed him tightly in her fist and lifted him to her face. “Oh hello, little bug. That witch’s seal seems to be keeping me from damaging this world at the moment, but you are not from here, are you?” Her grip tightened as her grin began to widen. “I should pay you back for my arm. As I recall you left far too soon last time.”
{SHIT SHIT SHIT SHIT SHIT} He struggled for a few moments before bearing the pain as he talked. “It was the other way around, actually,” he said, his voice strained. “You left shortly after I slammed a overloading Gatekeeper into you.”
“Before that, bug.” With a quick flick of her wrist the doctor had bared Buck’s wings and seized them in her other hand, beginning to apply a slight amount of pull. “Do you recall now? You ran away and robbed me of my satisfaction.” The pull increased ever so slightly. “You must take responsibility for this offense.”
“Wait, please just…” The bee paused, then went limp. “Just do it then. I feel like shit already due to recent events,” he resigned, his voice lacking it’s usual arrogance and cheer. “Besides, I don’t need wings anyway.”
Erin paused, annoyed that he had given up so easily. She then tugged with enough force to sever the nerve circuits and dropped the insect unceremoniously on the desk. “Why did you even come here?”
He held his tongue as he felf sudden pain from his wings, then only from the base. “Ow.” he exclaimed dully as he landed roughly. Getting to his feet, he replied, “The Empress’ goons are going to destroy my dimension. I’ve been organizing an evacuation, and I was hoping the surrounding bamboo would make a new safe haven.”
Teleporting in onto Eirin’s personal desk, Buck sighed. “What a hectic week…” he mumbled before activating his voice amplifier. “Miss Yagokoro, things have become grim.
The bug had no sooner finished his sentence than Erin grabbed him tightly in her fist and lifted him to her face. “Oh hello, little bug. That witch’s seal seems to be keeping me from damaging this world at the moment, but you are not from here, are you?” Her grip tightened as her grin began to widen. “I should pay you back for my arm. As I recall you left far too soon last time.”
{SHIT SHIT SHIT SHIT SHIT} He struggled for a few moments before bearing the pain as he talked. “It was the other way around, actually,” he said, his voice strained. “You left shortly after I slammed a overloading Gatekeeper into you.”
“Before that, bug.” With a quick flick of her wrist the doctor had bared Buck’s wings and seized them in her other hand, beginning to apply a slight amount of pull. “Do you recall now? You ran away and robbed me of my satisfaction.” The pull increased ever so slightly. “You must take responsibility for this offense.”
“Wait, please just…” The bee paused, then went limp. “Just do it then. I feel like shit already due to recent events,” he resigned, his voice lacking it’s usual arrogance and cheer. “Besides, I don’t need wings anyway.”
Teleporting in onto Eirin’s personal desk, Buck sighed. “What a hectic week…” he mumbled before activating his voice amplifier. “Miss Yagokoro, things have become grim.
The bug had no sooner finished his sentence than Erin grabbed him tightly in her fist and lifted him to her face. “Oh hello, little bug. That witch’s seal seems to be keeping me from damaging this world at the moment, but you are not from here, are you?” Her grip tightened as her grin began to widen. “I should pay you back for my arm. As I recall you left far too soon last time.”
{SHIT SHIT SHIT SHIT SHIT} He struggled for a few moments before bearing the pain as he talked. “It was the other way around, actually,” he said, his voice strained. “You left shortly after I slammed a overloading Gatekeeper into you.”
Teleporting in onto Eirin’s personal desk, Buck sighed. “What a hectic week…” he mumbled before activating his voice amplifier. “Miss Yagokoro, things have become grim.
