The leviathan of a machine slowed itself to a stop, the steady creaking of its unoiled joints ceasing for a moment. Its upper body lowered itself to the ground, so as to allow its creator to slide her way off its broad back and drop herself onto the hot desert sands. The young girl gazed past the pyramids ahead of her, spotting the small town. Her destination.
The machine behind her groaned as it arched its body back up, swaying its head slightly side to side.
"I will be fine, Morrigan." The white-haired female said, as if to reply to the mechanical creature's whine. "I have you here and the rest of them around." She waved her hands across the desert as she said this.
Seeing as "Morrigan" did not respond, she set off towards the town on foot, a bag of clinking coins bouncing on the left side of her waist.
Angela quickly made her way through the town outskirts, taking little note of the homely appearances and her path seemed clear as she walked at a brisk pace towards the parts shop. Her frilly outfit gave a stark contrast to the more "plain" setting of the town, causing eyes to dash over her and quickly look away at this foreign visitor.
As her destination came into view, its entrance became blocked by a girl and a woman, who began to converse right at the doors. Taking no time to consider wasting her breath on asking permission, the seemingly 12 year-old rudely pushed her way past the red-haired girl and white-haired woman and walked into the store right towards the counter. She untied the bag of coins from her waist and plunked it onto the counter.
"How many quality parts will I get with this?" Angela questioned without greeting.