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brave police: j-decker | gunmax

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[No video for you, kids. Gunmax isn't about to put his face all over some mystery space internet. You do get to listen to him complain, though.]

Oookay then, now that I'm pretty sure I'm not having some kind of sensory malfunction, I figured I oughta start getting information out of the locals. The creepy dudes in the robes already dropped what I assume are the basics on me, but there's gotta be more to this than "hi, welcome to the robot planet. You're stuck here forever, make yourself at home". I kind of had things to do back home. Important things. Things that didn't include being kidnapped by alien robots.

Anyway. It's probably a long shot, but if any Brave Police just happen to be hanging around here, shoot me a heads up. Oh, and if anyone happens to find a really big motorcycle, that's mine. Try not to mess with it, yeah?

[Nope not even dropping a name. What a courteous guy right. He grumbles something to himself before killing the feed.]

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Uncle Gunmax!!

[Oh man, with everyone popping up here again, Kay's been holding out for some of her old friends.

And Gunmax...well, he was special.]

Is that really you?

[Wow this is uh. Hmm. Yeah.]

"Uncle"? Hold up there, kid, what's that all about?

[this is literally the most awkward day. Ever.]

...

[That gets her to think a moment. This is normally the part where she'd insist, or fight his argument. That he should -know- this...]

You don't remember, do you.

[That tone's pretty much 180 from what it was.]

Like I haven't heard that seven hundred times already today...

[oh no kid don't be sad]

No, sorry. People are tellin' me I've been here before, but I sure as hell don't remember it.

It's okay, it's...a thing that happens in this place.

[She'll try to sound upbeat, though. It's really not Gunmax's fault, after all.]

We were just friends--not you, but the other you. My name's Kay!

Geez, it feels like I have an evil clone running around somewhere or something.

Kay, huh. Guess I don't have to introduce myself, so I get to skip a step here.

It's ah. Nice to meet you.

[He thinks. He's pretty sure it is. Man this is confusing.]

Nah, just a clone, and he's not really running around. So...you're 0/2. .5 if we're gonna get specific.

[But enough on the clone business.]

It's a little hard to get used to this place but...it eventually feels like home. If you want, I can show you around.

[YEAAAH this is weird enough WITHOUT the clone business. Gunmax is more than happy to wave it off]

Doubt it'll feel like home, but I wouldn't mind a tour guide at some point.

Well consider yourself signed up for the tour, Mr. Gunmax! I wish I had a little trolley we could hop on. It'd totally be more authentic.

[Look what ride you hopped on, Gunmax.]

Where are you?

Yeaaah. Just Gunmax is fine. The whole "mister" thing isn't necessary.

[Gunmax is too cool for trolleys anyway]

Outside some temple. Megatronus or something?

Oh, sorry. It's just...something dad always told me to do. Just in case.

Megatronus, you say? Okay, that's a bit of a flight, but Mr. Megatronus and I are tight, I'll be over there soon!

[Already you can hear (and see) the sounds of a girl gathering all her stuff.]

Nothin' wrong with being polite, I guess.

Sure, I'll wait here, then.

[not that he really has any other amazing plans]

[Her eventual arrival is...graceful to say the least. And by graceful we mean 'anything but'. She almost looks like a little sprite zipping through the sky, equipped with some kind of personalized mech suit with wings.

And while she's got the speed down, her finesse in it isn't anything to write home about.

In fact, she wobbles and tumbles right in front of him, somehow still sitting up.]

Ugh, stupid suit! [excuse her muffled cursing as she dusts off her legs.]

...

Hiya!

[WELL, that hadn't been quite what Gunmax had expected. He still manages to look cocky, but he does give her an amused smile.]

Yo. Sure know how to make an entrance, don't you?

[A soft giggle escapes as she gets to her feet.]

I'm still practicing. Kagerou makes it look so easy...

[gee that name sure does sound a little familiar. Too bad that guy was SUPER DEAD before Gunmax had a chance to meet him]

Well, they say practice makes perfect, right?

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