'You humans?' Now the guy was sounding more like Yuna, except Yuna at least looked like a human. It sounded like Zex didn't. He was going to ask what exactly Zex was, but he was too poleaxed by being called tragically beautiful to say much of anything for the moment. He did, however, have the presence of mind to notice that his mouth was hanging open, and closed it.
He had to admire the admiral's tenacity. Teisel leaned away, and the guy just kept right at it. Firmly keeping his mind off of whatever it was Zex thought he was good for, Teisel decided it was time to take a more active role in the discussion. "Well, I'm not too bad at fighting, for one thing," he offered. Teisel didn't think of himself as a thug, per se, but he'd been in enough fights, with people as well as reaverbots, to be a pretty serious brawler. "Just the other night, in fact, I beat the snot out of a giant squirrel without too much trouble." Okay, it had been some trouble, and he'd had some help, but he had to sell himself on something. He was more than just a pretty face, after all. ...All right, so he was more than just a face of some description. "And, not to brag or anything, but I have a great sense of direction." Mother above, this was sounding like some weird personal ad. 'Single male air pirate seeks allies for nighttime exploring and monster ass-kicking. Enjoys bubble baths and high explosives.'
"Oh, I'm nothing if not passionate," Teisel said, voice high with nervousness. He was passionate about robotics, and Digging, and laying seige to various things, sure. He wasn't exactly lying. He'd never used his masculine wiles to rope himself an ally before; this was surprizingly easy. As long as he didn't let it go too far, that is. "There's not a whole lot we can do during the day, that's for sure." No monsters, and the nurses watched them like hawks. "I guess it has to be at night, doesn't it?" Maybe he could actually get something done for a change...
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He had to admire the admiral's tenacity. Teisel leaned away, and the guy just kept right at it. Firmly keeping his mind off of whatever it was Zex thought he was good for, Teisel decided it was time to take a more active role in the discussion. "Well, I'm not too bad at fighting, for one thing," he offered. Teisel didn't think of himself as a thug, per se, but he'd been in enough fights, with people as well as reaverbots, to be a pretty serious brawler. "Just the other night, in fact, I beat the snot out of a giant squirrel without too much trouble." Okay, it had been some trouble, and he'd had some help, but he had to sell himself on something. He was more than just a pretty face, after all. ...All right, so he was more than just a face of some description. "And, not to brag or anything, but I have a great sense of direction." Mother above, this was sounding like some weird personal ad. 'Single male air pirate seeks allies for nighttime exploring and monster ass-kicking. Enjoys bubble baths and high explosives.'
"Oh, I'm nothing if not passionate," Teisel said, voice high with nervousness. He was passionate about robotics, and Digging, and laying seige to various things, sure. He wasn't exactly lying. He'd never used his masculine wiles to rope himself an ally before; this was surprizingly easy. As long as he didn't let it go too far, that is. "There's not a whole lot we can do during the day, that's for sure." No monsters, and the nurses watched them like hawks. "I guess it has to be at night, doesn't it?" Maybe he could actually get something done for a change...