[Guzma turns to face her more fully as she responds. She does look like shit, but she makes it work in an odd way. Maybe it's her confidence, maybe it's because Guzma has an appreciative eye for the strong—in whatever variant or flavor it comes in. Physical strength, emotional strength, financial strength. It all has the power to command. To control. And your boy here? He's into it.]
Your age, huh?
[He doesn't actually care how old she is, she definitely looks older than him, but if age was a problem he likely wouldn't be chasing after a middle-aged milf on her lunatic's plot into the vast depths of alternate reality space. Look, Guzma makes a lot of bad decisions with that single brain cell, but it's doing its best.
He shrugs, casual and calm, holding his arms out at his sides, palms upward.]
Not that I care if you're some ol' kinky granny or nothin'. I destroy anyone who's in my way. Don't see why it'd be any different with you, even if you got them dope healin' abilities.
[Just as he finishes his bragging, Golisopod peeks out from behind him, seemingly finished with his work. He clambers out from the window, his short legs making it a bit of a chore, but hey, he does it!]
Perfect timing. Hope you're ready to take on destruction in human form—'cos he's right here! It's your boy, Guzma!
[He's... 100% serious with that shit, like he's some clever and cool villain, and as far as he's concerned he is. At least Golisopod takes him seriously, and steps forward, brandishing his claws.]
First Impression!
[And then Golisopod is suddenly gone, as if he disappeared entirely—before he's in front of Andy within a split second. He brings his claws down at her, but at the last moment he retracts the blades, aiming to only hit her with basically his big meaty bug paw.
Looks like someone isn't as into beating Andy down as his trainer. Probably because she's a human, but he can't go disobeying Guzma, now can he?]
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Your age, huh?
[He doesn't actually care how old she is, she definitely looks older than him, but if age was a problem he likely wouldn't be chasing after a middle-aged milf on her lunatic's plot into the vast depths of alternate reality space. Look, Guzma makes a lot of bad decisions with that single brain cell, but it's doing its best.
He shrugs, casual and calm, holding his arms out at his sides, palms upward.]
Not that I care if you're some ol' kinky granny or nothin'. I destroy anyone who's in my way. Don't see why it'd be any different with you, even if you got them dope healin' abilities.
[Just as he finishes his bragging, Golisopod peeks out from behind him, seemingly finished with his work. He clambers out from the window, his short legs making it a bit of a chore, but hey, he does it!]
Perfect timing. Hope you're ready to take on destruction in human form—'cos he's right here! It's your boy, Guzma!
[He's... 100% serious with that shit, like he's some clever and cool villain, and as far as he's concerned he is. At least Golisopod takes him seriously, and steps forward, brandishing his claws.]
First Impression!
[And then Golisopod is suddenly gone, as if he disappeared entirely—before he's in front of Andy within a split second. He brings his claws down at her, but at the last moment he retracts the blades, aiming to only hit her with basically his big meaty bug paw.
Looks like someone isn't as into beating Andy down as his trainer. Probably because she's a human, but he can't go disobeying Guzma, now can he?]