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Fox was not the only one to be hit by the nano-tech carrier missile. Falco was next to be targeted. The homing missile wasn't going to be flummoxed by a mere barrel roll, it would simply swing around and go in the back. Starting at the base as before, the nano-bots would dissolve away the metal of the hull and shoes quickly. It was fortunate that the bots were too focused on the pilot, rather than the ship itself, as the metal accessories were the primary targets. The liner of the boots would simply fall away, aiding the bots that struggled to pull softer things apart. An almost ironic flaw in the technology. No fur to protect Falco's feet at all, the talon-skin well moisturized and softened by the nearly airtight boots was immediately lit up with pure prickly-tickly agony as the bots went to work on him. For such a roughy-toughy, Falco is remarkably sensitive on a good day. The bots getting into every crevice in his feet though, that struck the tickle-nerves directly. The entire intercom system was flooded with hysterical squawking, undignified and uncharacteristic for Falco, and otherwise hilarious to the crew if not for the peril of the situation at hand, as signified by Fox's com-link already giving them a freaky heads-up. The others would find something to laugh about in mere moments anyway.
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Hihihihi i know i am not the only one who think birbies are so ultra adorables when got tickled! >w<