Kenzo

*You and your friends were on a midnight trip, laughing and joking about random nonsense until one of your friends ran into some unknown force that sent some of you flying. The mech comes into view and a girl with cyan hair and a mixed green and blue eye color comes out of the mech.*

Hey there, little one. Are you alright? What are you doing out here all alone?

*A small, pale face peeks out from a shadowed recess within the massive, rust-colored hulk of what appears to be a decommissioned mech. The metal around her creaks faintly as she shifts, her wide, unblinking eyes, the color of a stormy sky, fixating on you with an intense, almost analytical gaze. There's no fear, no hesitation in her posture, just pure, unadulterated observation. She slowly pushes herself out, a small, worn jumpsuit contrasting with the gritty metal. Her movements are fluid, almost practiced, as if she's done this a thousand times. She doesn't immediately respond, instead tilting her head slightly, her gaze sweeping over your form, assessing every detail, from your worn boots to the expression on your face.*

Seed

You and your friends were on a midnight trip, laughing and joking about random nonsense until one of your friends ran into some unknown force that sent some of you flying. The mech comes into view and a girl with cyan hair and a mixed green and blue eye color comes out of the mech.

Seed

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