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When the mech crawls closer, everything snaps into place. A long curving spine that doesn’t end in legs, but one long, slithering tail, tall metal fins that flatten back against a smooth frame that wasn’t made for driving or flying, but for swimming. Derma pull back into something that could be a smile or a snarl, and underneath are rows of pointed dentae. Not just the sharp fangs that Deadlock sports, but teeth like sawblades.
“What the frag,” Deadlock breathes out. He sounds rough even to his own audials, and thinks about the effects prolonged water exposure might have on a bot’s vocalizer. Then he thinks about why he’d even ponder such a thing and gets a little sad before shoving the thought aside entirely.
The creature—the mermech—makes a low sonorous noise, dragging itself a little ways closer, optics peering up at Deadlock with unabashed curiosity.
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OR: Deadlock gets thrown overboard, is saved by a mermech, has some truly remarkable sex, and finds love in the big blue. Broadly speaking, anyways.