Ghastly Return (Open)

"If you feel cold at all, please immediately let me know." Came a robotic, feminine voice. "Ursa." Pepper started, only to be cut off. "We are still not sure if the process is one-hundred percent safe or guaranteed to last. It would not do well for you to get hypothermia." Sighing, the girl tried again. "Ursa-" And yet again she was interrupted. "In fact, I wouldn't forgive myself if even a cold befell you." Pepper rubbed her head in exasperation. "URSA! It'll be fine. We've both run the calculations, and you have a supercomputer planted directly into your head for heck's sake. Even if the hull suffers a breach, a few seconds of exposure to Yunzabit's winds shouldn't cause damage. We aren't going to the poles or anything, just a simple test to see if suit mode can withstand some 'basic' extreme temperatures if you wanna phrase it like that."

This was to be the proving grounds for armor-lock, Pepper's attempt at replicating what Carro had seemed capable of with a few changes. There was plenty of robot to go around, so seeing exposed areas when in combat or harsh climates seemed to just be an oversight. This would, in theory, provide total coverage via energy shielding and expanded plating when necessary, leaving far fewer places for enemies to fire shots past the gaps to hit Pepper directly. "Alright, Ursa. Commence armor-lock routine." Pepper got into a typical "A" pose, standing as still as possible as Ursa begrudgingly carried out the request, structure morphing as the Plexbot seemingly merged into Pepper, dwarfing the human for a moment as her total body shrunk. When all was said and done, Pepper released her held breath, extending her arms and giving them a once over to ensure everything had goon smoothly. "Integration holding strong!" She commented cheerily. "Test the helmet and face mask extensions."

Her hair and mouth were quickly covering by encroaching metal, sliding neatly into place without clipping her body at all and completely encasing Pepper in Ursa. "Testing vocal output." The girl spoke aloud, the voice sounding as if it were coming from a radio now. "Total element hazard seal is in place. Oxygen cycling is on. Heat and cold shields are active and stable." Ursa chimed in. "Okay..." Pepper mumbled, taking a deep breath, crouching a bit. "S-so, we should be good for flight...?" Thrusters at the pair's feet and back fired up, lifting them ever so slightly off the ground as Pepper tried her best not to shriek. "COOL! OK! TOTALLY CALM!" Steadying herself, the inventor tried not to look down as they ascended higher and higher with each passing second. "No need for alarm, I have command of this suit as well and can help guide flight and other such tasks when needed, mother."

"Alright, now let's try moving forward..." Angling ever so slightly, the jets keeping them airborne tilted of their own accord, beginning to cause them to drift further north and towards their goal. A few minutes and some novice aero skills later, the temperature had dropped a noticeable amount of degrees, signaled primarily by the grey cloud and frost coating treetops. "This is unusual. I'm detecting something not too far from our location." Ursa noted, humming. "I can try to bring us closer." If the stranger had a scouter or sense, it wouldn't be very hard to sense the incoming pair rapidly approaching them. "Keep it cool, Spice..." Pepper murmured beneath her breath. "HELLO? ANYONE OUT THERE!?"

"E-er, well sorry about that." Pepper apologized, hand reaching around to brush the back of her head. "I'm not quite used to the output on this thing yet, so sometimes I overcompensate by yelling. ...That and I also didn't expect someone out here to be capable of hearing me articulate normally against the, y'know, driving gales and snowfall." Then again, if this supernal Namekian was as powerful as URSA had stated, it was probable that he had heightened senses among other things. "I'm Pepper of Crop Co., and I'm currently out here to examine the environmental safeguard of an upgrade to my personal suit." This random spirit didn't strike Pepper as one who was required to understand the intricacies of her "suit" or how it actually was an advanced, sentient piece of artificial intelligence all on its' own. "What are you doing out here, is my return question." She inquired, head tilting. "Hanging around the frozen north usually isn't a favored pastime for anyone not actively practicing or acclimated to the conditions, and from what I can observe you're a... or, well, you were a Namekian."

News of the planet's destruction was still very recent to her, despite the deed purportedly happening quite a while ago. Carro had learned of it only slightly before her, and the information had been leaked to her by mere accident. Pepper was aware that the Earth Dragon Balls were currently being collected in hopes of undoing the damage caused by the renegade Saiyan Vocado, but she was certain that they'd be understanding in reviving Namek and its' people first. Besides, the big ball of green had its own set of Dragon Balls to complete the original wish! Regardless, it wasn't as if dying and seeing your hearth get shattered could be easily brushed aside even with the reassurance that it would be mystically undone. "Sorry about Namek, if it helps at all..." Pepper began, wholly unaware that the Namekian she was speaking to hadn't been one that had perished on Namek at all, but rather unrelated events far before now. "I'm confident that Carro and the rest of us will use the wish to help make it right."