Tilde crossed her arms as she walked to where she had been directed to head to. Everything was still pretty new to her. The girl had literally just found out what a weirdo she was the other day. Her father didn't waste anytime shipping her off. Jesus. Tilde narrowed her eyes as she sat a man.

"Uh, hello- are you the guy I'm suppose to like talk to about my assessment or whatever?"

Tilde cocked a brow, clearly off put by the blunt nature of the trainer. "Guh what? Robots!? I just got here!" she groaned in annoyance. Her father didn't say anything about having to fight robots. What kind of school did he ship her off to!? Tilde sighed deeply before rolling her eyes and moving to tie her blond hair into a ponytail.

"Fine whatever... I'm totally not dressed for this..."

Tilde watched the robots as the wall rose up and gulped silently. A skirt was totally not the best thing to wear for this kind of thing. The girl watched the robots as she took a deep breath. Her power was acid spit or something. That was so nasty.

"So like... I have to take them down?"

"Wait what?"

Tilde seemed shocked by the aspect of actually getting hurt. So as the robots continued coming at her, the girl let out a squeak as she managed to duck under the lurching robot. "Eep!" Tilde ducked under the blades and rolled behind the robot. She was a lot more agile than she appeared- even in her red pumps.

"Guh this is going to be so gross!"

Her eyes narrowed in annoyance at having actually been attacked as she turned to jump at the robot. On the flight over from her home, Tilde had been practicing with her 'gift' some. She had discovered that she could literally chew through metal pens and coins as if she was biting a cookie. So, the girl literally jumped the blade robot from behind and attempted to bite down on it's neck to chew through it.

Tilde would try to chew through the robot's neck to dislodge the head. She was like a giant weird blond squirrel. She tried working fast to get the head off before the blades could get to her. If she managed to get the head off, she'd raise the head to catch the blades on the metallic surface. If she was too slow, the girl slide down off the robot's back and try to roll away from it.

"Fuck!"

Tilde fell to the ground, groaning as the pain pulsed through her body. She crawled to prop up the body of the first fallen robot to form a crude barrier as she tried to tone down the pain. "You have to be kidding me..." she grumbled in annoyance.

Tilde gave up trying to prop the bot up, but luckily the pain faded as she rolled her shoulders and stood. She kept her eyes on the robot as it began to charge. Tilde would try to get as close to the bot as possible before it fired off. At the first sign of firing, she'd dive down to the ground.

Tilde rolled under the blast as it was fired off. She'd keep an eye on the robot before trying to get close enough to spit at the origin of the blast to try and melt it away.

Tilde turned to run away from the flickering energy core. She may not have been a scientist, but she had seen enough youtube videos of idiots getting their hair set on fire to know when stuff had a high chance of exploding! Still, she kept her eyes over her shoulder to watch for any blasts heading her way.

Tilde stares at Mathew with an annoyed expression as she dusts off her skirt. "B-!? I bit off a robot's neck! It was so gross! You need to give me at least an A! I've never gotten anything under an A!"

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"That's so not fair! Change it! You old coot!" she growled.

Tilde let out a cry of frustration. "You're being a dick!" she shouted in annoyance.