“I don’t think I’ve ever seen a cosplayer so dedicated to their craft yet.” The Rose spoke, inspecting the other’s nano-suit a bit. “You even got the carbon plates down to pat, respect.”
That made the soldier stop, looking like if he had a drink, he’d have done a spit-take. He turns, looking a bit insulted–it’s almost funny with that emotionless face tilted up in offense.
Then the synthesizer kicks on, staticky and mechanical– [Cosplay?!]
Time's Vengeance 