[ Apparently violence is the only solution available to deny the Snowtron's hug because just as Tieria kicked his away, he gets a face full of bot boxing a few steps away. Impressive, really. He wonders if Hallelujah can do that much damage in just two hits but now is not the time to think of his comrade because all it does is make him even more irritated at his situation.
But another look at brawling stranger surprises him. That's Cliff Fitir who helped him out back in the film theater, Tieria would recognize that tank of a body anywhere. ]
Cliff Fitir. [ He calls out as he approaches him, with a Haro bouncing behind him and a rather girly drawstring bag over his shoulder. ]
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But another look at brawling stranger surprises him. That's Cliff Fitir who helped him out back in the film theater, Tieria would recognize that tank of a body anywhere. ]
Cliff Fitir. [ He calls out as he approaches him, with a Haro bouncing behind him and a rather girly drawstring bag over his shoulder. ]