:33 < the feline gasped, it looked like one of her moirail's robots but much cooler, of course.
:33 < She wouldn't tell Equius that, of course. Her tail flicked as she attempted to get a closer.
" fur real ! you look purrty paw-some ! "
:33 < the feline alien giggled as she studied the other, dismissing personal space all together.
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i just realized no ones gonna understand this starter au thing besides us im
Well, it had been late at night and a teenage robot-girl and her younger brother Blues had just sorta been hanging out and talking and laughing about stuff. Usually Roll wouldn't have let Blues stay up this late, but she figured that neither of them could really shut down because they were both pretty stimulated, and there wasn't really any point in just laying in bed and staring at the ceiling. Roll's twin and Blues' older brother, Rock.. Or, Breakman was no where to be seen.. Yet.
Roll herself had been sitting atop one of the desks, a few monitors lined up beside her with papers and empty e-tanks and whatever else spread out around her on the desk. She herself had an e-tank in hand and had been sipping off of it as the two had been talking. "So anyway, I sorta feel bad for Crash Man. I mean, he literally has drills for hands. Just try and imagine living with drills instead of hands, I have no idea how he does it but.. Apparently he does."