HANSA

[chanteuser]

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[chanteuser]

[ hansa she's gonna hug you at some point this week and figure out there's more metal there. she's not stupid. ]

Your whole leg?

[ ... her response to that is apparently to poke his thigh, but given they just had a dinosaur-shark-tickle fight in public this isn't even the weirdest thing today. ]

Oh. [ wow. yeah that doesn't feel like skin, muscle or bone. ]

... Does that make the push ups easier, or harder?

[robopriest]

[SHUSH LET HIM HAVE THIS MYSTERY FOR (GLANCES AT CLOCK) LIKE A FEW HOURS OR LESS MAYBE]

Easier, I think. I'm not straining muscles, after all.

[yes he might be cheating at pushups]

[chanteuser]

[ ENJOY YOUR HOUR OR TWO OF MYSTERY UNTIL SHE BREAKS HER RIBS ON YOUR STEEL TORSO, HANSA. ]

Suddenly those couple of hundred push ups don't seem so impressive.

[robopriest]

[HOW HARD IS SHE GOING TO HUG THIS MAN]

Aw, come on, don't be mean. I usually do around five hundred of those, some days. And besides, some of me is still flesh and blood, so its still an effort.

["some" of you, hansa,]

[chanteuser]

[ ]

...

[ that phrasing. ]

Some of you.

[robopriest]

[wow this dinosaur grabber seems very interesting all of a sudden]

[chanteuser]

[ she uses the shark grabber to bite the dinosaur's head.




and raps her knuckles on his other thigh. ]

[robopriest]

[its just a regular human leg HA]








[No, I lied, it's also metal.]

[He pulls the dinosaur out to bite at her nose this time.]

Stop.

[chanteuser]

[ ack. ]

Hey--! [ except it comes out nasally because there's a dinosaur biting her nose?? rude. ]

[robopriest]

[everyone: affection week! holding hands, hugging...
us: stupid toy grabbers.]

Haha, its only revenge. [He'll let go of her nose.] And punishment for being nosy.

[chanteuser]

[ we're valid. it's fine they can walk around like someone stuck them in one of these later. ]

[ she rubs her nose. ]

Alright, alright, I won't question any metal you do or don't have.

[robopriest]

[which one is in which one though]

...

[He's silent for a moment, before he just heaves a sigh.]

You can keep a secret, can you?

[chanteuser]

[ there’s the mystery... ]

Yes! I’m not going to go around telling people other people’s personal information??

[ there’s your answer, hansa ]

[robopriest]

You sure?

[>8I]

Are you absolutely sure you won't tell?

[chanteuser]

[ !!! ]

I won't!

It's not like it's something that's my right to tell?

[robopriest]

Haha. Don't look so worried. I'm just being hard on you.

[A pause, and he leans in for a quick kiss to the forehead. Is it affection week? Is it him buttering her up for what he's going to say next? Because as he leans back, he just outright says it:]

Anyways, I'm around seventy-percent metal.

[chanteuser]

[ she leans into the kiss a little, almost like she's moving on autopilot. but that doesn't stop her from looking

very surprised

by the next bit of news. ]

70 per cent?!

[ ... that is not a small number, sir. ]

[robopriest]

Yep.

[Look at him smiling all smugly.]

That includes arms and legs.

[chanteuser]

[ she reaches out and


taps his arms with her knuckles. ]

...

...

You're definitely cheating at push ups.

[robopriest]

[He laughs at that.]

Nobody said I wasn't. But seriously, you have to believe me! This body was just as strong before it was changed!

[chanteuser]

[ she waves his hand. for him. like grabs his wrist and shakes it slightly. ]

Stronger than metal?

[robopriest]

No, not stronger, just as strong. Well, maybe a little less stronger...

[He just lets her, smiling lightly.]

But its true. I practically gave the local martial arts instructor a heart attack when I was young.

[chanteuser]

[ she knows someone who would have a blast fighting a 70% metal man, honestly. ]

...

Somehow I didn't think they taught martial arts at priest school. [ by this point it is firmly established that Hansa is Not Like Other Girls Priests, but the martial art thing is... uh. ] More... scripture and how to project your voice in a church?

[robopriest]

No, no, this was before I became a priest. I was too strong for people to handle...honestly I felt kind of bad, because when I was a kid, I was just thought I was having fun.

[What was it that Father Dilo had said to Father Cervantes? "He can stop his opponent's heart without getting too serious", or something like that.]

I still continued training after I became a priest, though. Father Cervantes didn't want me to throw away such a gift.

[chanteuser]

[ Cervantes... ]

And then they made you hit things even harder, huh? [ well, she has his hand now and there's no real desire to drop it so i guess it's just her's now. she may or may not be moving his fingers, coaxing them to curl into his palm and uncurl again like she's feeling if they move differently.

because. y'know. 70% metal. if his hands aren't metal too she'll be amazed. ]

So they teach you how to literally beat the sin out of someone where you're from, or does priest just mean something different there?