The following conversation was worked out between Rush and I for the sake of saving time. Also, apologies for my post being late, I've been quite sick lately.
It was a... thing. A tiny, humanoid, blue thing.
A
CUTE thing, made clear as Carmine gave an excited squeal.
"'Oly shit, you're adorable, what are you!?" Flicking Al-Maisan and Al-Nayyir back onto her belt, and starting their reload cycles was almost an afterthought.
The blue thing did not seem amused.
"I'm your conscience. Telling you to let that guy out of the hole. I dont think he has much air in there, either.""'E 'as big enough air 'oles. ... But the lava... nnnn..." She let Al-Maisan and Al-Nayyir hang in their holsters, flicking their mode to charge shot and letting them build power while she approached the blue thing, and started poking it. It was solid. Warm. Like the disks but different.
"So what are you, really?"The adorable hologram girl rolled her simulated eyes at the repeated question.
"I'm mostly an AI. Juno is my handler." A tilt of her head indicated t he rock, or more likely the young man under it.
"... Tell 'im to say sorry for cracking my sunglasses!" Poke. Poke. Poke. The hologram lady seemed to flinch, but didn't otherwise respond. She could feel it, but was probably trying to be stoic.
"'E got lucky an' got me while my aura was cyclin' thanks to my Semblance..." Poke. Poke. Carmine's finger continued prodding the adorable little cyber pixie.
"... An' I can let 'im out if 'e surrenders...""First one, maybe." The hologram swatted at her finger. Carmine
felt that and pulled her finger back.
"Second is no deal.""Well, if I go lettin' 'im out, 'es going to go back to tryin' to wreck my shit!" Carmine stopped, and looked past the computer fairy at the boulder.
"Buuuuuuuuut... lettin' 'im cook is no good either..."The hologram rolled her eyes again.
"That's called murder, yes.""Naaaah," Carmine waved it off, turning her gaze back to the cute computer,
"There's safeties in these tourneys, 'e'll be fine..." She sniffed, and frowned. She crossed her arms, looking at the boulder again.
"... But lettin' people cook under boulders ain't CUTE..." It wasn't. There was precisely nothing cute about roasting under an enormous rock. Unlike the hologram. That was cute. That was
super cute. She looked back at the glowy girl in question, and grinned. Big. Happy.
Creepy. Carmine started to giggle.
"Buuuuuuuut I'm getting an IDEA..."That little glowing blue bundle of adorable was clearly no simple computer algorithm as she began fidgeting nervously with the collar of her simulated suit under Carmine's gaze.
"... I dont like how you said that." The collar moved under her adjustment, like real clothing. It cemented Carmine's idea. Her grin got broader, and broader.
""... That's not a permanent part of your model, is it?"" The giggling resumed as Carmine watched the cyber fairy move.
"That's a separate part of your model, or whatever. You can change clothes, can't you?"The cute hologram looked around the arena, as it looking for a place to escape to, but she answered, nervousness obvious in her voice.
"... Yes..?"Carmine's grin vanished. Her giggling stop. In a moment, she had snapped into a look of seriousness and focus. Flatly, her voice laden with purpose, her
holy purpose, Carmine spoke to the hologram.
"I want to dress you up."The glowing blue girl seemed taken aback.
"Oh." She looked at Carmine. She blinked.
"Ooooooh." The hologram seemed to think about it a moment.
"So if I let you do that, you'll let Juno out of the hole?"Carmine restrained her excitement, clearing her throat and glancing aside.
"... Depends... 'Ow many outfits do I get to pick out for you an' 'ow standard is your renderer... thing?""Hmm..." She seemed to think a moment.
"Five. And it can do color, if that's what you're asking."Carmine's response was immediate.
"... Eight, an' I was talkin' more about standard models."Her soon-to-be dress up doll rolled her simulated eyes again.
"Fine. Eight. And you can pretty much make whatever models you want, just get rid of the rock." Annoyance dripped from the hologram's words.
As cute as she was, the hologram wasn't the only one in the situation, and Carmine looked past her, at the rock. What was his name? The guy under the rock, not the rock. The rock didn't have a name. Yet. She deflected that train of thought, before she gave the rock a cute name. She couldn't think of the young man's name, and she hadn't bothered to give his aura reading on her (now-cracked) visor's overlay his name. Janus? Junebug? Jackass? Carmine couldn't think of it. Something with a J. Didn't matter, she had a name. A fitting name, and cute!
""'Eeeeey. Pancake," she yelled, cupping her hands around her mouth like a make-shift megaphone.
"Did you 'ear all that? Is all that fine with you? I get that rock off you, an' I get to dress up your AI after the match? Promises all 'round?""Under the rock, came a muffled reply.
"Yeah, yeah. Go for it," the young man said while his AI sighed. Carmine thankfully could neither hear nor comprehend the
"... bitch..." that followed.
Carmine started to look around, trying to think of how she wanted to remove the rock. Throw it off of him with her semblance? Smash it with another rock? Shoot it with a charged shot? So many options. But she had forgotten something.
"Oh yeah! An' say sorry for crackin' my visor!""Rock first, apology later!"Carmine had not heard Juniper (or whatever) call her a bitch. That had gone in his favor, as that sort of rudeness would have gotten that rock picked up and dropped on him. But putting a condition on an apology? Rude. Very rude.
Carmine had her solution as she took her guns off her belt, and fired Al-Nayyir's charged shot at the boulder, which was now named Snuffles, sending its pieces flying around the arena as Snuffles was pierced by a bolt of white light and exploded from within. Carmine didn't point Al-Maisan at Junkrat just yet, tilting her head.
"Rock's gone, can I 'ear that apology now??"(Aura: 85% from heat recharging)
(Charge Shot Explosion and Shrapnel: 5-15 damage.)