"Funny story about that unmaking thing." Zetta glanced left and right to make sure Lash wasn't coming, then lowered his voice conspiratorially.
"When I first was hitting on her -- I, uh, was only 1700 at the time, that whole clock thing -- she challenged me to a battle to earn a date. We went to a sensorium and got in this giant fight with huge robots, it was based on a video game we both like. Anyway, she decided that to win, she'd self-destruct her robot and catch me in the explosion, because destroying the other robot earned the most points."
He paused to let the implications sink in, slowly grinning. "Of course, she didn't stop to think that self-destructing would wreck her robot first..."
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"When I first was hitting on her -- I, uh, was only 1700 at the time, that whole clock thing -- she challenged me to a battle to earn a date. We went to a sensorium and got in this giant fight with huge robots, it was based on a video game we both like. Anyway, she decided that to win, she'd self-destruct her robot and catch me in the explosion, because destroying the other robot earned the most points."
He paused to let the implications sink in, slowly grinning. "Of course, she didn't stop to think that self-destructing would wreck her robot first..."