One of these days, he's going to learn to keep his doors locked.
Knock Out might have been impressed with Miko's attitude once, but today he's in no mood for her games. He can't just eject her from his cab -- much though he'd like to -- but Knock Out's been feeling tetchy, a little on edge, and Miko's unwittingly provided him with the perfect opportunity to blow off a little steam. He's been fairly hands-off with the local skinjobs -- saving most of his penchant for cruelty for the TRIDENT scientists who really have it coming -- but it might be time to cut a little loose. Warm up a little, so to speak. Oh, he's not going to kill her...but she could really stand to learn a few lessons about respecting her biggers and elders. Particularly the biggers and elders who are made of several tons of living metal.
The engine revs louder, mixed in with a dark, haughty chuckle in Knock Out's voice that seems to echo in his cab. "Oh, it's a ride you want, is it? Don't you humans have a saying for this? Careful what you wish for?"
His entire frame seems to jerk as he lurches forward, going from zero to sixty terrifyingly fast -- his tires squeal on the asphalt, blowing through a stop light before anyone can even take notice as he heads for the edge of the city. They'll need a little privacy.
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Knock Out might have been impressed with Miko's attitude once, but today he's in no mood for her games. He can't just eject her from his cab -- much though he'd like to -- but Knock Out's been feeling tetchy, a little on edge, and Miko's unwittingly provided him with the perfect opportunity to blow off a little steam. He's been fairly hands-off with the local skinjobs -- saving most of his penchant for cruelty for the TRIDENT scientists who really have it coming -- but it might be time to cut a little loose. Warm up a little, so to speak. Oh, he's not going to kill her...but she could really stand to learn a few lessons about respecting her biggers and elders. Particularly the biggers and elders who are made of several tons of living metal.
The engine revs louder, mixed in with a dark, haughty chuckle in Knock Out's voice that seems to echo in his cab. "Oh, it's a ride you want, is it? Don't you humans have a saying for this? Careful what you wish for?"
His entire frame seems to jerk as he lurches forward, going from zero to sixty terrifyingly fast -- his tires squeal on the asphalt, blowing through a stop light before anyone can even take notice as he heads for the edge of the city. They'll need a little privacy.