"--I specifically warned you there might be a Kronos Titan ambush!" Crimson shouted, loud enough to make Badb wince and hold her phone away from her
ear.
"So? I get ambushed by robots while waiting in line for coffee." She peered around the corner of a building and frowned. "You didn't tell me
this one is the size of Godzilla."
"The Kronos specs were in your briefing."
"You know I never read the mission briefings," Badb said. No sign of the Titan. She ran down the street.
"..."
"Oh... hey, I'm sorry, I didn't mean it that way." Badb bit her lip. "They're good briefings--"
"How would you know?"
"--but I don't need so much backstory and dire consequences of failure stuff." She reached the next corner and looked left and right quickly.
"Just tell me where to go to fight the bad guys, and I'm good."
"Just tell you where to go," Crimson repeated.
There followed a long pause.
"So... do you know where it went?" Badb asked, checking a third street. "You wouldn't think something that big could hide so fast..."
"You went back? What about stopping Project: Wildflower?"
"Are you kidding? Giant Freaking Robot! This is so cool!"
"The same robot that just set you on fire and stomped you flat," Crimson said.
"I'm fine! The medical teleport beacons are way too sensitive," Badb said, "besides, I've got a call out to The Legendary and in
Founders' Falls. We'll make it sorry. If humongous mecha can be sorry. Anyway, this will be fun! If I can just find it."
"If those nanites are released--"
Badb sighed. "Give me five minutes, Crimson. The world's not going to end in five minutes, is it?"
"..."
"Please?"
"Fine."
"Thanks, Crim! You're the best." Badb snapped her phone shut and kept hunting. Here, robot, robot, robot...
ear.
"So? I get ambushed by robots while waiting in line for coffee." She peered around the corner of a building and frowned. "You didn't tell me
this one is the size of Godzilla."
"The Kronos specs were in your briefing."
"You know I never read the mission briefings," Badb said. No sign of the Titan. She ran down the street.
"..."
"Oh... hey, I'm sorry, I didn't mean it that way." Badb bit her lip. "They're good briefings--"
"How would you know?"
"--but I don't need so much backstory and dire consequences of failure stuff." She reached the next corner and looked left and right quickly.
"Just tell me where to go to fight the bad guys, and I'm good."
"Just tell you where to go," Crimson repeated.
There followed a long pause.
"So... do you know where it went?" Badb asked, checking a third street. "You wouldn't think something that big could hide so fast..."
"You went back? What about stopping Project: Wildflower?"
"Are you kidding? Giant Freaking Robot! This is so cool!"
"The same robot that just set you on fire and stomped you flat," Crimson said.
"I'm fine! The medical teleport beacons are way too sensitive," Badb said, "besides, I've got a call out to The Legendary and in
Founders' Falls. We'll make it sorry. If humongous mecha can be sorry. Anyway, this will be fun! If I can just find it."
"If those nanites are released--"
Badb sighed. "Give me five minutes, Crimson. The world's not going to end in five minutes, is it?"
"..."
"Please?"
"Fine."
"Thanks, Crim! You're the best." Badb snapped her phone shut and kept hunting. Here, robot, robot, robot...