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[hirotohero]

[ The video turns on and everyone gets a nice up close and personal look up Hiro's nose before he pulls the camera back and grins. ]

Oh good, it's on. Um, hi. I'm Hiro. Hiro Hamada. I guess I've been assigned to engineering? I know there's a directory for people who're here on the ship but I'm not sure if the guy I'm looking for would really count...

It's 'cause he's a robot. His name is Baymax and he usually looks like a 7 foot tall marshmallow. Like this. [ He holds up a quickly drawn schematic of the inflatable robot. ] He's a healthcare companion robot. Really big, really polite, really squishy. Something he wears red combat armor for, um, fun... [ Yeah that totally makes sense, everyone is going to believe the heck out of that. ]

[ Hiro scratches the back of his neck awkwardly ] I-if you see him, send me a message. He's really important to me. And I haven't seen them on the directory either but if you see some people named Gogo, Honey Lemon, Wasabi and Fred I'd really appreciate hearing about it.

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[metabee]

[Metabee's face pops up on the screen, and there was a definite note of humor in his voice when he answered.]

Dude, you try the kitchen yet, cause that sounds more like a grocery list to me.
[Who the heck went around calling themselves 'wasabi'?]

If you're robot guy is anything like a medabot, he would probably be on the list. Cause I'm on there. [He pointed to himself importantly.]

The name's Metabee.

[hirotohero]

They're nicknames. It's hard to explain.

[ He spilled wasabi on his shirt one time. Fred focused on weird details. Hiro wasn't sure he wanted to know what his eventual nickname would be. ]

I've never heard of your model of robot. [ He peers in close to the screen. He was well programmed to have that sort of tonal variation in his vocal processor. Plus the personal gestures... ]

What's your functionality aimed toward?

[metabee]

Pssh. Model? Functionality? [If he could roll his eyes, he would be doing that.] I don't know, ask Ikki, he's the one who cares about that stuff.

[None the less, he goes quiet for a moment trying to remember the answer, scratching the bottom of his faceplate as he thought.]

I'm a beetle type medabot. What're the letters- KBT type! That's it! I shoot stuff.

[He shifted the camera so Hiro could see his horns, and lifted one arm to show off the gun barrels mounted above his wrist.]

You looking at the robattle world champ!

[Technically the match was interrupted and he never actually beat the reigning champ. But no one here needed to know that.]

[hirotohero]

Oh, you're a larger model fighting bot...

[ He notes the styles picked and tries to think about what that would mean. Obviously he wasn't meant for regular bot-fights. None of the ones he'd participated in had involved autonomous fighters, it was too much a risk considering the investment someone would put into coding. ]

Wait- World champ? I thought bot fighting was illegal.

[ Well. When you gambled on it. But it wasn't exactly a mainstream sport when the cops would keep cracking down on it. ]

[metabee]

[ Metabee looked as if Hiro had just said the sky was purple.]

ILLEGAL? Dude, robattles are the biggest thing in the world! Thousands of people watched my matches!

[He shrugged] I mean, yeah, there are unofficial robattles if the ref's not there and I guess some jerks use their medabots to commit crimes and stuff, but it's not like all robattles are bad. It's all about the connection between a medabot and his medafighter and working together as a team. And me and Ikki, we're the best.

[hirotohero]

Must be a different world thing, I guess...

[ The whole different world thing is blowing his mind, to be honest. He wants to look at the Ingress at some point to see if it has anything in common with the Krei Tech's Silent Sparrow project. ]

Bot-fighting is illegal in San Fransokyo. Well... if there's money being bet on it, I mean. Otherwise it's just a bunch of people in a back alley fighting their bots to see whose is the craziest.

[metabee]

Oh, right. Forgot about that.

[ Aside from the obvious, he'd just been assuming everyone was from his world. It certainly made things easier. If inaccurate. ]

That's rough, kid. If you win a robattle, you get to keep one of the other person's medaparts. It's a pretty sweet deal.