Lost, but Found (Open)

Sweetheart....or rather Quila found herself far from her home region in the east...and even further away from the warm safety of her home. At first, the redhead was just flying through the air aimlessly, lost in her thoughts over recent events. The oblivious android was so unaware of her surroundings that she didn't realize she has flown all the way to the North...until her body started to shiver. "Wh-Why i-is is s-so col-" The redhead stopped flying, finally taking a good look at her surroundings. Quila was now in the Land of Ice much to her surprise....

"Oh..." The redhead did not seem too surprised which is something she'd normally be, but her mind was still preoccupied with other things. The droid was now hugging hers, rubbing her arms with her hands as she looked around. Despite how real it feels to her, this feeling of being cold is all in Quila's head, or programming to be exact. She was reprogrammed to be as human as possible after all...even to the point of believing that she herself is one for the most part...minus the weaponry still installed in her.

Quila let out a soft sigh, her breath visible in this cold environment. Instead of turning around to head back east, Quila decided to land herself on a snowy surface. She needed some time to herself to think things through anyway, and right now, this place felt fitting.

The redheaded droid started to walk for a bit as she thought back about that bank robbery, still eating away at her. It was the reason she decided to hang up her cape and stop being a hero despite going on one last mission to save those hostages with the people she met at the bank. She went into the superhero business far too early with barely any experience....but this wasn't the only thing on her mind.

After the bank situation, Quila along with Russ and an orange-haired woman found themselves in the middle of a robbery at a supermarket. Unlike the bank, Quila just happened to be there shopping when it happened...but she still couldn't help herself but to get involved and help stop those criminals, in a more subtle fashion. No matter how hard she tries to give up on being a hero, Quila just can't seem to resist helping others, whether as herself or as Captain Sweetheart....

The redheaded droid would continue to walk until her built-in hud started to activate, causing her to blink a few times. There was a strong power nearby, and the moment she turned her head to where it was coming from, Quila saw a familiar pink creature nearby. "Oh, he-" The shivering droid was about to call out to him but stopped, forgetting that she wasn't in her costume.

Despite no longer being Captain Sweetheart, Quila still wants to keep her secret identity intact.

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It appears that the pink being overheard Quila which was what she didn't want, unfortunately. The redhead tries her best to keep a low profile...but sometimes...or rather most of the time it does not go well. "U-uh..." Quila continued to rub her arms as the pink guy approached her. The snow was starting to make it harder to see him, but his familiar shape was still very much clear. Quila was debating on flying off, but that would go against her attempts at trying to keep a low profile. She tried to think of an alternative, maybe even try to run off, but the guy already made his way to her.

"I..um..." Quila looked around, trying to think of an answer for his question. She was out here entirely by mistake but thought that saying that would only make her more suspicious. "I...I just c-came out here...to think..." the droid claimed. Though this wasn't her planned destination, there was still some truth to her words. Quila was flying around, deep in her thoughts about stuff. She didn't expect herself to end up here...or in front of a familiar face, one that she has to pretend she hasn't met before.

"It's...a little chilly up here, but...I thought it would be a good place to um...get away from it all?" Quila added as she gestured around her. "Wh-what about you? You look a little underdressed to be out here..." Quila asked, looking a little more concerned about the guy's well-being instead of trying to interrogate him.

In all honesty...Quila thought that the guy's skin was made out of some sort of bubblegum, but she decided not to speak about that. From what he explained, it appears that the creature did not need to worry about the state of whatever environment he's in that much which did put Quila's worries at ease...but of course, she now had other things to worry about as the guy questioned her."U-uh, yes! Human I am...Er I mean, I am human...mhm." Quila....could've handled that a little better, but of course she wasn't the greatest in these situations.

The droid looked in amazement as the pink guy summoned an entire sweater rack! It was just like with that couch back in the bank. How he's able to just summon...or create stuff out of thin air was beyond the redhead's understanding. If she remembers correctly, that person who claimed to be her brother and Ward also has a similar power. Quila was even able to temporarily copy Ward's ability in the tournament much to her surprise. Her built-in hud called it "magic" when she mimicked the ability, but other than that, Quila has never used magic before, but if she was able to copy it, then that means she could potentially learn it...right?

As the pink guy spoke, Quila picked a nice-looking brown sweater from the rack and placed it on over her head. She was starting to feel the warmth now and wanted to thank the guy, but she ended up getting a bit distracted by his words.

"A contract?" Quila tilted her head slightly. Was he fired from some sort of job? Either way, the droid couldn't help but feel bad. "I see....I'm sorry that happened to you..." Quila said before looking away. "Yeah...I guess I don't know what to do with myself either..." Quila claimed before sitting on the snowy ground, hugging her knees. "Some umm, bad things happened, and it's making me rethink my...job..." she claimed, the job she's referring to being Captain Sweetheart. "I'm just not sure if I'm...cut out for it like I originally thought..."

The pink guy was starting to question Quila's "job" which did put her a little on edge. How was she supposed to explain herself out of this one!? She didn't linger on that thought for long though after the guy brought up a lemonade stand, causing the redhead to purse her lips a little. "I'm uhh, not that young...I'm practically an adult." she claimed, pouting a little. Technically, Quila is only three months old, but her body wall modeled to be nineteen, the age the original Quila was before her death. "Oh, s-sorry! Your species must age differently....yeah?" Of course, Quila was quick to apologize about this.

With this happening, Quila nearly forgot about the guy's question, but it didn't take long for her to remember. "Right, my job is...umm..." The droid looked off into the distance, trying to think of something. "I-I help people....with their...homework..." she claimed before snapping her fingers. "A tutor! I'm..I'm a tutor." she chuckled nervously. The redhead's nervous smile faded into a bit of a bittersweet one as she looked back at the snowy ground.

"I would always help people...study, a-and I really loved doing it." Sweetheart claimed as she traced a finger in the snow. "I thought I was doing a good job at being a...tutor...but some of the students I tried to help recently lost their li-" she paused before shaking her head slowly. "Flunked...they flunked on their...tests...and it was all my fault." Despite this all being a lie, Quila was still getting bummed out by the true meaning behind her words. "So I gave up on being a tutor...but I still want to help others...I don't know..." She added, resting her chin on her knees.

"Ah, I'm sorry if I was rambling! M-My name is Quila."

Quila didn't seem too bothered about the age thing. Part of her took it as a compliment so she simply nodded at the guy's response. Plus she was mostly focused on other things...like her half-assed lie which at this point she thought wasn't going to work. Quila was starting to contemplate telling the pink guy the truth. It would make things easier if he knew what she was talking about. Plus it's not like he's a complete stranger, at least to her.

But it looks like the guy actually believed her poor excuse of a lie, starting off with a rather...blunt reply. "Ah. That's fair." Quila didn't really seem bothered by the idiot response though...mostly because she isn't an actual tutor, but also because she remembers the guy being a bit blunt back at the bank so that seems to be how he's like. Someone who does not mince words, and gets right to the point. Could be hurtful sometimes, but Quila respects it, wishing that she can be like that too.

The redheaded droid couldn't help but giggle lightly at most of the guy's response since it was related to the tutor thing, and she found it kind of amusing. "I uh, don't think a tutor should just give their students the answers." Quila added, sort of going off-topic. Though most of the guy's responses were about the tutoring thing, Quila was able to take the pink man's last response and relate it back to her real issue. "Think outside the box, huh?" Quila muttered, looking back down at the snow. So far, she has been doing her hero stuff by basing it off of comic books. She believed that those were the only way she could do things. She didn't do much training and such which definitely led to Quila's blunders. Maybe she could try focusing on her own skills, and capabilities, try to hone them instead?

"Hmm...maybe I can try that." She nodded before looking back at the Majin. "If you don't mind me asking, what was your contract for?" the droid asked. He was able to help her out a little, maybe she could do the same?

Quila was mostly expecting the Majin to not really open up about this contract thing, mostly because she assumed it would be personal, but it looks like he didn't really mind. The redhead sat there quietly and listened carefully to his story. Both a scientist and engineer? Honestly, those were the last things Quila was expecting from the pink guy, but he does appear to be pretty smart. Plus that magic thing he does might help out a lot with that...even though magic and science don't seem to be in the same category.

What really caught the droid's attention though was the mention of the name Azoth. Her eyebrows rose a little in response, but she did not utter a word about it. Was he...talking about the same Azoth, the one that her android friend Paladion serves? Quila has yet to meet this Azoth person herself, but judging by how kind Paladion is, the redheaded droid assumed that he was a good person as well. Seeing as how the Majin apparently worked for him as well, and with what happened at the bank, it just seems to reinforce that idea..but this whole disagreement thing made the redhead curious.

Whatever disagreement they had, it seems that it has led the pink guy to want to get revenge? Quila frowned a bit at that. The Majin seems like a good guy, so why would he want revenge?

"Huh..." was all Quila could think of saying before looking off into the snowy distance, trying to think of a better response. "Well...I don't know the full details of this disagreement, but is it that bad that you need to resort to...violence?" she asked, looking back at him. "I don't know much about you, or this Azoth person...but could there be an alternative to...getting back at them? You know...think outside the box, like you told me." she added, pointing at the side of her head while giving a knowing smile.

"I don't know. I'm not a fighter myself." she claimed, this being a lie of course, though she does prefer talking things out first, leaving violence as a last resort. "But...if you really do have to...fight...I don't think you should let them being stronger stop you, at least not forever." she added, despite still not liking the idea.

"He might be strong now, but as you said, you can get stronger if you work hard enough....and something tells me that you can do it." the droid nodded. "B-but uh, please try and think of a less violent method first...at least." she quickly added. In the end it was between him and Azoth. Though Quila prefers things get handled peacefully both for the Majin and Paladion's sake, it still probably wouldn't be wise to take sides.

It was clear that the pink guy's mind was made up. All Quila could do was sit and listen to the guy while trying to keep a straight face. He did have a few points, violence is sometimes necessary in order to do good...but the way he spoke about it, it was clear that he was out for revenge. The Majin certainly does not feel like the same person Quila met at the bank. She wasn't aware of how bad the situation between him and Azoth are...but she still felt that going for blood wasn't right...not in this situation.

"I see..." Quila looked down at her own feet. "Your mind is made up then." Quila added, her tone making it clear that she was disappointed. Quila wasn't being her usual timid self, mostly because she was lost in thought about this situation. "This isn't any of my business, but...I still think you're wrong." Quila claimed before letting out a sigh, closing her eyes in the process. "You have a point. Violence is unfortunately needed sometimes...but not when it's being fueled by anger or vengeance. It'll only make you blind...Nothing good will come of it." She then shook her head and stood up.

"I really hope you find a better solution...but that is up to you." she claimed before looking over at the guy, looking a little more serious than usual. She then gave the guy a formal bow. "Thank you for your help though, I will take your advice to heart." she said before turning around, attempting to walk off. She learned a lot from this conversation, both about herself...and the Majin. Only time will tell how all of this will turn out.

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