[Accidental Video] [Backdated to the 22nd]

[kungfugeek]

 [So...that date didn't go as planned, and it's just sinking in now that it was even a date at all. The fact that he'd worked hard to get up the courage to ask, let alone show up...that was enough for his A.I. to handle. But this planet...much like back home, found a way to make that a false hope. Something he'd never really get.  It's a bit of a downer, really.

Enough to make him pout at the junkpile. Why the junkpile? So he could toss things around in his power shovel form if he needed to release his anger externally. This way...no one got hurt. As for right now, though, he's curled up, sitting among a bunch of odds and ends, starting into the distance.]

...

[It'd hurt less if he hadn't arrived her moments after Lua.]


Hate this place.

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[whatbedsidemanners]

I... but I haven't done anything?

[She seems genuinely confused. All they've done is talk]

I'm glad that you're feeling better.

And please, my name is Red Alert, not 'lady'.

[kungfugeek]

We've been talkin', yeah? That's somethin', as much as I hate admitting it. I'm not too good with that stuff...

But I guess it works.

[He's just as surprised as you are, Red Alert. All he knows is that he feels slightly better.]

Oh, got it. I'm Power Joe.

[whatbedsidemanners]

Talking has never been my forte either. I don't possess a lot of people skills.

[But you don't need people skills to save someone's life.]

It's nice to meet you, Power Joe.