Mk III: Joyride

[thecoolexec]

Uptown Mayfield | Afternoon | Open to All

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1/2 The latest, but I couldn't resist

[notsogreatwall]

[ Congratulations, Tony. You have managed to invade China's airspace!

And by China I mean Meiling.

And by "invade", I mean nearly blasting her as she zips by, causing her to nearly drop the bag of groceries she has in hand. ]

Aaah! Marisa! Watch where you're-

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[notsogreatwall]

[ She turned and stared. ] ...Marisa? [ Who else does she knows with lasers like that?

Actually, lots of people, but the first person she'll think of who would be near her house and flying is Marisa. ]

[thecoolexec]

Whoaaa, whoa now, I am SO sorry, Miss. I wasn't expectin---
[Hold up...!]
Who are you and why are you flying?

[notsogreatwall]

[ That's not Marisa. ] My name is Meiling! [ Said rather easily, as if she wasn't threatened at all. ] And if you want to duel, you really need to give me a proper warning, Mr. Floating Suit of Armor. If something happened to this food, I'd be in big trouble.

[thecoolexec]

[Tony only just now recognizes that she's carrying groceries.]

Oh, I see, you were food shopping and decided to skip traffic. ...Makes sense to me.
So, was the big fall scary?

[notsogreatwall]

Oh, no. I can't drive. [ Which is why she's flying, not this traffic business. His next question only confuses her more. ] Huh? What fall?

[thecoolexec]

When you fell from Heaven and floated into my sight. You look okay, no broken limbs or ruffled wings...

[notsogreatwall]

[ She laughs. ] Oh, no! I'm fine now.

But I'm not from Heaven; I'm from Gensokyo. [ That whistling sound is the point going clear over her head. ] What about you?

[thecoolexec]

Wha... uh, sure. Whatever you say.

What about me? I didn't fall from anywhere.

[Wait... damn it, that's not what she meant. He was thrown off balance...]

[notsogreatwall]

[ Floating a little closer, Meiling looks him over. ] No, maybe not. I think you'd be more bent-up if you were. [ She means "dented"... or "beat up". One of those. ] Though I think your feet are on fire.

[thecoolexec]

Dented? Oh, this is... wait, they are!?

[Startled, downward glance]

Oh... hah. You're a funny one! I like that in a woman. I actually thought they WERE on fire, I'm working out kinks and that would have been a rather large one.

Well, this is just a suit I'm wearing, I'm not really made of... Iron, for simplicity's sake.

[notsogreatwall]

I thought they were. [ Or there had at least been smoke. She scratches her head under the brim of her cap. ] Oh well! You look fine, so maybe it was nothing.

Ehh? You're not a talking suit of armor? [ And going to reach forward to knock on his chest. Mostly gently. ]

[thecoolexec]

[Tony lets her, amused. He puts his hands on his hips cockily, but not for long, because he needs his hands to stabilize himself in midair.] Pretty cool, huh? You should see what I look like OUTSIDE the armor.

[notsogreatwall]

[ It isn't that hollow, which seems to surprise her. ] That's really neat! But it looks heavy.

[thecoolexec]

Y'know, it IS a little heavier than I'd like it to be, but it's workable. Redesign the distribution of weight and it'll be fine.

Speaking of fine: Hello, miss! It is VERY nice to nearly bowl you over in mid-air. I didn't get your name...?

[notsogreatwall]

[ She can understand about shifting weight around, even though she doesn't see how he'll do that with what he has.

As for the introductions, he really must be off-balance. ] I'm Hong Meiling. What's your name, Mr. Floating Suit of Iron Armor?