Shakin'!? It's the machinery, I'm tellin' ya! [ The girl's voice came out defiantly, far too quickly to be a legitimate excuse. While, yes, those chugging steam engines in her arms were gently vibrating her limbs, the clattering shakes she had were more like some defective radiator. It didn't help that her face was beginning to light up like the Fourth of July, her head lowered to hide her angered embarrassment and grinding metal teeth.
This wasn't the good picture of a leader, was it? And hearing Maki's concerns only brought it full circle: she was being pitied, wasn't she!? ]
GAH! Fine! [ In a burst of flustered immaturity, the redhead all but spiked the thankfully sturdy grappling hook into the ground. ] Use the stupid hook! Sees if I care! I'll take the stairs, since yer so afraid a' them!
[ Before anyone can even object to her, the child stormed off to the side, taking a first stomp onto the bottom-most stair and... her foot fell through like the step was made of wet tissue, nearly sending the infuriated girl into the floor, and causing numerous other stairs to crumble down in a miniature stony avalanche.
Sheepishly pulling her metal boot out of the now-ruined staircase, Peacock tensed up, refusing to turn around to face her companions as she realized she was definitely stuck grappling with them. The redness of her face could still be seen to the extremes they lit up her ears and neck. Trying to save some sort of face, she tried to speak as stiffly as she could, acting like there was any calm in her. ]
She's right! Splittin' up is-- uh, dangerous, y'know!? So! [ Placing her hands on her hips, the girl still refused to turn around until she could control her embarrassment, though her hesitant voice gave it all away. ] Who's gonna use the darn thing?
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This wasn't the good picture of a leader, was it? And hearing Maki's concerns only brought it full circle: she was being pitied, wasn't she!? ]
GAH! Fine! [ In a burst of flustered immaturity, the redhead all but spiked the thankfully sturdy grappling hook into the ground. ] Use the stupid hook! Sees if I care! I'll take the stairs, since yer so afraid a' them!
[ Before anyone can even object to her, the child stormed off to the side, taking a first stomp onto the bottom-most stair and... her foot fell through like the step was made of wet tissue, nearly sending the infuriated girl into the floor, and causing numerous other stairs to crumble down in a miniature stony avalanche.
Sheepishly pulling her metal boot out of the now-ruined staircase, Peacock tensed up, refusing to turn around to face her companions as she realized she was definitely stuck grappling with them. The redness of her face could still be seen to the extremes they lit up her ears and neck. Trying to save some sort of face, she tried to speak as stiffly as she could, acting like there was any calm in her. ]
She's right! Splittin' up is-- uh, dangerous, y'know!? So! [ Placing her hands on her hips, the girl still refused to turn around until she could control her embarrassment, though her hesitant voice gave it all away. ] Who's gonna use the darn thing?