[Instinct had him darting to the side when the mass of yellow and purple went barreling towards him. Unfortunately, the same instinct for survival didn't seem to be placed in the small machine that woke up at his side. He didn't know why reflex had him twist his body to grab the small body, but the idle thought that this was the closest thing he had left of red and he just couldn't abandon it was kicked out of his head. Quite literally in fact as a boot made impact with the side of this head. Stars exploded in his vision, but he had enough practice with getting knocked down to turn his fall into a roll. He knew how to take a hit and keep rolling. When he got to one knee he whirled to face his attacker, and felt his jaw hit his chest as he tried to process his sight.]

Ch . . . chicken?

[The words fell unbidden from his lips. Keith didn't think he had a concussion, but then again it's kind of hard to self diagnose yourself if a serious one was obtained. He managed to get himself to his feet alright, but it still didn't explain what madness had manifested before his eyes. He'd been to plenty of alien worlds before, fought purple cat aliens, and flew around in a giant robot lion to fight a 10,000 year old empire, but somehow the sight of a purple girl on a giant chicken was where his brain finally drew the line.]