Turtle Wax [Open]

[gogopowersuit]

Samus needed a distraction. There had been a lot of talk about the Nightmare King lately, but no action as far as she could see. Even she was at a loss for what could be done. Nightmares were a inevitable part of her life, but they had become noticeably more striking recently. She wasn't exactly in a position to act, though. She had no magical

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[things_go_boom]

Engineering! Just where Lash was headed to. The nightmares had kept her awake more so than usual and she needed to tamper with tools to change her thoughts. She was not expecting Samus to be there, but her eyes lit up when she saw the scene. The girl just kept looking from the amazonian woman back to the suit of armor back and forth before the speech finally found her.

"So you're the person inside that suit? It's got a really interesting design! Well for something I didn't invent, anyway."

[gogopowersuit]

Samus glanced up from her work and immediately wondered why a giant mass of hair was talking to her She stared straight down at the (rather odd) girl, and quirked her eyebrow slightly as Lash finished talking.

"Don't think we've met."

[things_go_boom]

"Nope! Name's Lash!" She gave her a quick, small army salute (force of habit, you see) before she went close to the other woman and peered at the armor a bit closer. "That's a fine piece of exoskeleton suit you've got there." She was prideful, but Lash could compliment someone else's work when she deemed them worthy. And this lady look like she could kill a glare. The afro girl could respect that.

[gogopowersuit]

"Comes in handy," Samus gave her armor an almost affectionate pat.

Lash seemed mostly harmless, but she was still eying her a bit carefully. This armor was her baby important, and she tended to be suspicious of random newcomers trying to sneak a peak at its inner workings.

[things_go_boom]

It was good to be suspicious because truthfully Lash was as harmless as an atom bomb. Turtle Wax. Never really bothered making their tanks that shiny back in Black Hole. Why bother when they were meant to make things explode all over anyway.

"So what's your name? Is this part of a mass produced line?"

[gogopowersuit]

"Samus Aran and no. Only one as far as I know."

And she'd be sure as hell surprised if she ever saw someone with the same armor.

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[shapeshiftqueen]

Just then Gandrayda came by transformed as Samus and gave both of them a wave before posing for no reason and then leaving as mysteriously as she had come.

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[gogopowersuit]

Get out, Gandrayda B(

Okay back to your regularly scheduled episode of "The Blond and the Afro"

[things_go_boom]

That only made her want to ask more questions.

"Really? So you built it yourself then? Are you some type of soldier?"

[gogopowersuit]

"Didn't build it myself, but it was built for me. And I'm a bounty hunter, though if you want to get technical, Stacy's making soldiers out of all of us."

She's trying to keep up with all the questions, but there honestly are a lot.

[things_go_boom]

"Oooh a bounty hunter! We hired a few back home to get some really nasty jobs done." She puffed up proudly. "Stacy doesn't need to make me a soldier, I've been one all my life."

At least she wasn't asking more questions.

[gogopowersuit]

Samus raised an eyebrow at her last comment, "How old are you?"

[things_go_boom]

"Seventeen! Why?"

[gogopowersuit]

She made a small, displeased 'hmn' at that. After spending her own childhood training to fight and essentially being made into a walking weapon, she didn't much care for other people having to go through the same thing. However, at seventeen Samus was able to make her own choices, what she wanted to fight and what she wanted to fight for. Samus wasn't sure if this girl was in a similar position, but she really wasn't in a position to judge without having to divulge aspects of her life she'd rather keep more personal.

So she kept mostly quiet about it, "No reason really. Curiosity."

[things_go_boom]

Lash was no fool. She'd enjoyed playing with people's emotions all her life and whatever reason Samus had wanted to know her age, there was definitely something attached to it, but what, she couldn't pinpoint at this moment. She'd have to find out later. But for now...

"I see. How old are you?" Lack of tact. The girl was full of it.

[gogopowersuit]

"It's hard to keep track of time on Stacy. Couldn't give you an exact number now."

Didn't anyone ever teach Lash it was rude to ask a lady her age?