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...how have you managed to survive this long? Train more or you'll become food for juggers.
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For the last time, leave me alone - I don't need *more* problems! I've already got a partner and her girlfriend to take care of!
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Yeah, so, I'm already settled. You see, there's a fox, his girlfriend, and his girlfriend's robot girlfriend. Sounds like the beginning of a stupid joke, but...
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Sigh... it was about time that Rondeau got another fox in her harem...
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Rondeau, if this is a sign that you're expanding our open couple even more, I'll snap your neck.
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I don't care about who you are and whose orders your are following: I have P R I O R I T Y with Rondeau, alright?
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A blue cat? Beryl? Sorry, I don't get it, I've never seen her around.
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You aren't human, you aren't a jugger... what in Yuvia's name are you?
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That mask of yours brings back memories I'd rather forget. That ball was surely eventful...
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All the effort I made to have Rondeau dress as a catgirl and I meet a true catgirl? Life truly follows strange paths.
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I wish we were real in each other's world, Bea. We would have made an awesome couple, if we weren't just a figment of each other's imagination.
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See, I'd be totally down for a bout, if I were single. I've dreamt of catgirls for so long that I would have immediately accepted, were it not for my girlfriend... and my girlfriend's robot girlfriend.
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Oh, great, lizard people too, now? Weren't foxes enough already?
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So, you know that shark that pestered me about my abs? Please, tell him to thirst less.
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The way you crawl makes me very uncomfortable. It brings back memories I'd rather forget.
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Your gun is a mess. You should clean it more carefully, lest it jams at the wrong moment.
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Stop barking. You wouldn't last two minutes on the field. You'd be food for jugger well before emptying your first clip.
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Ready for the trash heap. Dr. Pluto will have a field day with your remains.
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...this looks like an adult jugger on steroids, but more dinosaur-y. What the heck is this... thing, even?
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That plasma beam almost charred my hair, Yuvia take you! Nobody touches my hair and fur without my consent! Nobody!
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Look, I get it. I'm fabulous. But, please, I'm not just eye candy, alright?
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I can feel your thirst from up here, pal. Please, tone it down a little - will you?
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Sharkmen, foxboys, catgirls... we should all strive for equality - both in and out of bed.
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Would you please stop staring at me? It's embarrassing! And I'm already taken! And not into sharks! Catgirls, on the other hand...
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Only two arms? Well, that's a relief - otherwise Rondeau would have pestered me to bring you in the mix.
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It's surprising to see such an advanced robot. You dance, you sing, you dab, you swear like a longshoreman. Ain't technology amazing?
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Listen, I'm not one to judge from first impressions, but I'd rather have it cut than have anything to do with you. You look more dangerous than a hand grenade.
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...I would have liked to hear you singing longer. Shame that things had to go this way, Nanami.
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...I didn't think robot could have feelings as deep as yours. Maybe, my perspective was wrong all along...
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...are you a robot too? You look almost human. You talk, you feel, you sing... what were your creators thinking, when they designed you?
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Maybe the world is just becoming weirder. What even are you?! A glitch in reality?!
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I have *standards*. Boys are fine, girls are better, but... floating random cubes? Heck to the no!
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