All Your Blackfire are Belong to Us!

You let the bolt disapate, but you still keep up you're guard.

"This is the first time in our memory that an organic female has visited our planet. Certainly one that is as beautiful as this one."

Blackfire giggles and blushes at the compliment.

"Why thank you, kind robot," she replies.

"May we give you a tour of our planet?" the square robot asks.

"Certainly!" she agrees. The two of you follow the square robot along the main street, the male robots watching Blackfire intently.

You ignore the robot males as best as you can, and keep an eye on Blackfire. In return, the male robots ignore you and cut inbetween you and Blackfire.

"HEY!" you shout.

Blackfire turns to look at you.

"Saffire, what're you doing back there?"

"They cut me off!"

"Boys," Blackfire says to the robot males, "give him room."

They obey her, and move aside. You stand by her side, and stand close.

Square-bot points out the buildings and robo-monuments, and Blackfire listens closely, or at least acts like she is.

"Ow!" she squeaks suddenly. She turns to you, and bops your shoulder. "Saffire, don't pinch my butt while I'm trying to listen!"

"I didn't do that!" You look down and see a little claw quickly retracting. The robots!

"That is it!" you shout. "I have had enough of you male robots ogling her, and thinking of her as some kind of organic source of perverse entertainment!"

"Please, Organic Male," the square robot speaks. "As I said before, they mean no harm."

"True, they aren't hurting her or me, but they aren't being considerate of my feelings! C'mon, Blackfire, we're leaving!" You take her by the hand and start walking. You don't go far, because the robots make a blockade.

"We cannot allow the Organic Female to leave!" they all say in unison.