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[feastorfamine]

Who: Raye, Amy, Saretha
What: Bonding through plastic robots, and sisterly things
Where: Gateway, Amy and Saretha's apartment
When: The 24th

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[guitar_case_vagabond]

Raye still couldn't say she was totally sold on the whole plastic robot fight thing, but it wasn't like she was doing anything else besides sitting around feeling like she was growing moss. So it's not terribly long before the telltale sound of Raye's motorcycle roars up to the building housing the apartment Amy and Saretha shared.

A few moments later and she was inside, studying the model in one hand and munching on one of those thoughtfully prepared snacks with the other.

"... It's just a chunk of plastic." She muttered, turning the tiny robot around in her hand.

[feastorfamine]

Amy sighed, and shook her head. "I keep telling you," she said. "It's just plastic until you put it on the station. Then it operates just as if it were a real machine."

She motioned for Raye to follow her into the back room. There, they'd find the battle station. "People working for Saretha managed to rig up a way for someone to play as player two... normally you need a second one of these," she said, holding up her GP Base, which... ultimately looked a bit like a small tablet.

[guitar_case_vagabond]

"Uh huh." Still not sounding totally convinced, she eyed the model one last time before shoving the last of her snack into her mouth and following behind Amy.

The giant, arena, gamestation thing was... kind of cool-looking she had to admit. Or at the very least like something that should be used for something a little bigger than playing robot games.

"Gotcha." She answered, taking a glance at the GP base before turning her attention back to the battlefield. "Okay, so what do I have to do to get this thing rolling?"

[feastorfamine]

Amy smirked. "Just take your place on the other side, and do what I do with the robot," she said, placing her GP Base in the designated place. Just as Jasmine had said, there was something already in the space for Raye to battle without one.

Then, she placed her gunpla down, and the system recognized it. Once Raye did the same, the room would go dark, and the holographic interface came up. Amy smirked, and began cycling through several options.

"So, what kind of battlefield do you feel like, Raye?" she said. "Space colony? Desert battlefield? Outer space?"