Hello there, it seems you have stumbled on to my file. Welcome. I am the female Batteur and my mission has been fulfilled. Now I am just a lingering soul; a veteran you can say. I highly suggest not to underestimate me and I will assure you that you will leave with your limbs attached...
She didn’t reply to him. She really liked calling him Papa Hoogo ‘cause it sounded so catchy. Papa Hoogo, Papa Hoogo, Papa Hoogo,Papa Hoogo. One could make a little song out of that.
She walked up to him on all fours like a kitten: sometimes having trouble keeping herself up and couldn’t help, but trip over her feet. But when she got close enough, she grabbed onto his leg with her tiny claws and purred like a cat.
It’s been a while since she had last seen Sucre and her alternatives. They seem to be elusive nowadays…much like the Judge and other female Batters. However, in the end, it doesn’t matter to her. It was better that there was no one in her file.
the cat bot tilted her head slightly “what? why not? I’m just visiting, and I’m not doing any harm to the place.. right? (*´・ｖ・) “
The woman looked at the robotic cat-figure like entity. It wasn’t the first time she encountered a robot, but it was sure the first time she had met one with a box with cat ears for a head. The other robot that she encountered appeared more human-like than this one, despite the fact that the other robot was not an android.
Her interest and curiosity in this being replaced her irritation at its arrival. However, a tiny bit of aggravation lingered over her head. She crossed her arms over her chest and her emotionless and robotic demeanor crawled around the robot feline.
"And what are you?"
Her voice was deep and robotic for a human looking woman. It would send a chill down any human’s spine when hearing her speak. Something about her was wrong…