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Mekara returned her attention to you and offered a gunmetal gray hand. Her forearm was silver and thick, being noticeably wider than her bicep. Connecting the two was a joint that wouldn't have looked out of place on an action figure or a gundam model.
<span class="mu-r">“What's your name, stranger//foreigner//outsider?”</span>
<span class="mu-r">“People call me ‘The Huntsman’. Nice to meet you, Mekara.”</span> you said, climbing onto the proffered hand. As she lifted you up, you noticed a gray disk with a yellow center on the front of her elbow, with two metal rods poking out of both her arms.
<span class="mu-r">“It's nice to meet you too, Huntsman. Do you have a preference for how you'd like to be held?”</span> she asked, not stuttering that time.
You tilted your head as she rose to her full height and brought you up to meet her glowing red eyes directly. At this height, you were able to make out her more distinct features. Mekara possessed a silver u-shaped crest on her forehead, and two similarly shaped red wings on either side of her head, making it appear as if she were wearing a helmet.
The material that made up her face was a smooth, pale green metal, but it moved fluidly whenever she spoke or changed facial expressions. Her lips were noticeably darker than the rest of her face, and if she wasn’t a Transformer, you might’ve been convinced that she was wearing lipstick. But that was impossible, because they didn’t make makeup kits large enough for Mekara.
Did they…?
<span class="mu-r">“We don’t get a lot of visitors down here, but there are people around your size that reside//live//dwell in the Monster Metro.”</span> she declared, gesturing at the Kaiju King. <span class="mu-r">“And everyone had preferences for how they'd like to be carried. Is this comfortable for you?”</span>
<span class="mu-r">“It's sweet of you to ask, but I'm pretty hard to shake off.”</span> you replied, walking from her hand, to her elbow, then up her arm and onto her broad shoulder.
Mekara looked amused as you perched atop her shoulder in a crouched position. Behind each shoulder, she had three exhaust pipes and a row of segmented metal teeth that ran along her collar and under the pauldrons covering her shoulders. There were various other machines and moving parts under those pauldrons, such as hydraulics, and pipes that looped under her arms, around her back, and up to her chest. The largest parts of her armor plating were red, just like the wings on her helmet, while the more complex workings and connecting joints were the same shade of gray as her hands.
Oh, and she had boobs for some reason. They were just sitting there, explicitly molded onto her frame. Would the term “breastplate” be more appropriate here?
You were pretty sure that asking that out loud would end in you getting <span class="mu-i">launched</span> out of the palace, instead of escorted out.
<span class="mu-r">“Just try not to get caught between my gears, and we shouldn’t have any problems. Sound good?”</span>
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