"Eh? Meatbags?" Plutia frowned at the robot in front of her. "You have no room to talk, mister scrap metal..." Why she had half a mind to transform and to knock him silly.<br/><br/><div class="bbImageWrapper js-lbImage" data-lb-caption-extra-html="" data-lb-sidebar-href="" data-single-image="1" data-src="https://blackdahliaroleplaying.com/attachments/upload_2018-1-28_20-44-51-jpeg.2001/" title="upload_2018-1-28_20-44-51.jpeg">
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</div><br/>"R-robot!" Nepgear got up from her seat and ran to the metallic humanoid. "Goodness, I didn't know Miss Iris had something like this~" She had sparkles in her eyes. "Can I take you apart to see how you tick?"