[Picking her way through the brush, A2 slows at the sight of the... creatures. To her, they look moose-like, powerfully muscled in the same way, four-legged beasts of burden. There are enough differences to make her frown though, and her approach is suitably cautious.
She's anachronistic in this space herself, with neat seamed joints like a doll and black metal patches where her skin is missing. For a moment she watches in silence, pale eyes unblinking, and then points to the largest of the animals.]
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She's anachronistic in this space herself, with neat seamed joints like a doll and black metal patches where her skin is missing. For a moment she watches in silence, pale eyes unblinking, and then points to the largest of the animals.]
What the hell is that thing?
[Fantastic intro!]