SB: hah hah…I sure do.*he smiles at her and then puts his attention back on Lucy* Alright Lucy those are good lessons, however it seems you still missing many key chunks of info. The question is how would you wish to learn it…*hears his phone ring* hold on,*answers it* 'yello?
MB: *recovering and in minor pain*Shadowblade, Code Black.
SB: I see…*he then hits his desk comm that links to the security room only* who's in there?
James: its James, sir and Its funny, but I was about to contact you about…
SB: a hedgehog acting as if she just came out of a MGS game?
James:yes…am I to assume correct what this means?
SB: you are and it is indeed not a drill. Where is she?
James: Well we still have some time, due to the shift change she's some how worked her way up to the 8th floor in confusion near upper metroid habitat and seems to be in the hall. Shall I send the mass text to every active Zot member?
SB: Yes. Afterwords radio Frank and have him stay in the lobby also, input the command to activate "them" use the cameras to predict her movements and have some of "them" direct the employees wandering around. please contact me via phone once done.
James: Understood sir. over and out.*click*
SB:*heads back to his phone* you get all that?
MB:*running towards the stairs* I'm already on my way…hopefully it won't come to the wost case senario.
SB: I hope not, cause as much as I want to be, I'm in no mood for something drawn out.
MB: I'll let you know when I find her.
SB: understood.*click* Well Lucy, it seems your going to be having your first hands on mission. getting people inside a room. Now the first thing on your mind probably is "What is Code Black"? Well, if you have a phone you'd be getting the text in the next 60 seconds… however to save time*he brings up the message on his computer*
"Warning:Code Black!!!"
Hello friends, Shadowblade here remember those drills we had you do bi-weekly over the past several months? Well, now's the time to put what you've learned into action as this is happening. Claire is up and about trying to escape. Now, there are several steps being taken to help prevent this, First things first if you are in a reidential living area on the upper floor, lock it at once or wait for the auto lockdown within the next 10 minutes. Narrow down the places she can get all around to and make our jobs easier. Same goes for the barracks, lounges, labs, Docking Ports, teleportation room, Metroid labs, Rec rooms, Garden, Libarary, Bars,Mall, Restaurants, Kitchens, Amusement Park, and Gyms, etc. Next, if in the halls remain calm as we have deployed our machines to help get you to the designated safe areas if you cannot find a room within the 10 minutes.
All lab staff in the mechanic department lock away any machines at once that can get you outside the tower with level 10 codes at once. Any staff on the way to leave and are close to the teleporter do so in a calm manner. Afterwords, shut down the machine. All others need to do not head to that area and instead head towards one of our machines/Veterans who will direct you to the safe area, Same goes for anyone on the Main floor, the Rangers and Zack will take you guide to safety away from this place. Afterwords, STAY AWAY FROM THE TOWER!!!!
Those in the Basement seal off your floor NOW! No one needs a risk of her ending up down there. Also with the elevators being a risk, those inside them, please remain calm as they will be temporaily offline. Those outside the tower remain there, until revieving the news that the crisis has been averted.
Remember, the best thing to do is not alert Claire to what we are doing. Otherwise she'll panic and can do something that could harm others and herself. If anyone ends up in her direction/or sees her down a hall way, go about face and at a fast pace then tell our robots where she is to block her off, alowing us to get to her. Also, to futher assure you that this "The Millionare' Holiday"(our choice for this situation) will be playing over the speaker within the next 5 minutes.
Thank you and remember stay safe and out of her way.
-Shadowblade
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SB: your job Lucy will be to assist people to get into a room here on the 11th and 12th and 13th floors, minus the security room. once then *gives him a mystic stone* contact me using this 2 way portable spell stone and I will give you further instructions understood?
*Zot, outside*
Zack:*hears his phone rumble and reads it. he then stops and looks to his rangers gritting his teath*Code Black. Get ready.*the group then heads to the main lobby door to escourt staff that are near away*
*60 Seconds later*
*Zot, Basement*
Steven:*reads the text and sighs* Great… *he then reports this to the Lich who then along with several other casters use their energy to block off the Basement*
*Zot, 2nd floor*
*the new recruits all see the text at first some panic however they come to see more experienced masters come and help relieve tension putting themelves within the room without a hitch and locking it*
*Zot, 3rd Floor*
Leon:*finishes reading and talks to the others* well you heard the man get on it.*they then proceed to lock any devices and themselves inside the labs. Same starts happening on the Metriod Labs*
*Zot, 4th floor*
Frank:*walking along the mall and hears his phone. He reads and rears his head back*Holy Shit, Its on?!*dashes down the nearest flight of stairs to the main lobby on the first floor. There he looks to the ceiling and sees several machines fall from it all taking a humanoid appearance based off of his ninja mode. With little time he uploads the coordanites of the safety rooms and several dozen start heading up the stairs minus a few dozen that stay in the Lobby to make sure that the threat does not get out. back up on the 4th floor the enterances and exits to the Mall begin closing sealing off the area until further notice*
*Zot, 5th floor*
*People are already making themselves into the gyms and Rec rooms with the assistence of the Frank robots. Docking rooms are being closed and those shipping are instructed to stay away.*
*Zot, 6th Floor*
Ice:*reads the text and whistles. upon so the other 3 Water, Dark, & Thunder all show up and begin escourting people along with the robots* You guys go on ahead and start closing down things. I'll get more people and direct them to where they need to go.
*Zot, 7th floor*
Nat:*reads and gasps running down the halls to the ward* Sarah! Check your phone! Now!
Sarah: *making something*hmm?*gets her phone out and gasps* (Pico & Cole!) *immideately she texts her husband and son concerned for their safety. she then helps many into the medical room and locks it. Elsewhere staff members*
*Zot, 8th floor*
*at once the docks and upper Metroid labs are sealed many rooms start to Lock*
*8th floor halls*
Cecil: are you sure cause- *hears his phone go off* hold on*reads the message and his expresion turns to utter horror* Pico, we need to get somewhere fast! if you don't believe me check your phone.
*Pico's room*
Mia:*looks at the texts worried* Jasmine!
Jasmine: yes misstriss?
Mia: please find Pico at once. I'll let you guy back in afterwords.
Jasmine: understood.*heads out*
*Doc's Room*
Anita:*checking her phone sees the message. After reading it she begins to weep to herself and heads over to the drawers and pulls out a famillar serum she injects herself with it and changes into something that will fit her growing frame. She dries her eyes and steps out looking to her mother.* Mom, please don't open the door no matter what alright?
Rose: Anita, what's going on? Why-
Anita: Mom, Please! I have a job to do. Let's just leave it at that…*she then kisses her and heads out making sure before hand to lock Doc's lab and the connecting door between the 2 areas and finally the doot to Doc's room itself*
Rose:*sits there wondering what's going on and what's happened taht could call her daughter into this*Please, come back safe…
*Nene's place*
Nene: *Finishes reading & locks the door* No way in hell am I letting shit go down in here.
*9th floor*
Zeta:*already helping others to another area along with the machines in the garden area.*
Come on folks, follow the freaky Frank look alikes and remain calm.
*10th floor*
*at once people are being teleported out of the tower bunches at a time to various areas some around the globe, others the moon. reguardless its busy as all hell up there*
*11th floor*
*blocked off by the Frank-bots and making sure everything is locked. Tempest and Rupert are making sure everything is alright*
Rupert: come on folks just follow me and remain calm.
Helen: W-what if she's up here I don't-
Tempest: don't think like that it'll stir the others feelings up remember remain calm this is nothing compared to Hell.
Helen:y-your right…*still shaken up she heads down trying to reassure herself*
*12th floor teaching room*
Cole:*skims the text*… class remain here that is an order I will be back in a few minutes.
Sorren: but what if-
Cole: No one try to be a hero! that's not bright for this situation.*hears his phone go off and checks it writing back to his wife* I'm going to see who I can bring here. if 10 minutes pass and I'm not back,*he writes something on the board* then text this number alright?
Sorren: understood sir.
Cole:*leaves as he hears them lock the door behind him*
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*Snow's Place*
Doc: Well,*a tentacle can be seen moving up the buldge that is Val's stomach* either I found an odd balloon or I've reached the membrane that contains the patient.(6-8 hours later than I should of. Oh better now than never.) Now, the next part will require full concentration as I will be entering the area and don't wish to upset the ballance inside the boy's temporary home. and I-*hears his phone rumble. without thinking a second thought, using a spare limb he turns it off. his tentacle then moves down back to where it needs to beoff the top of her stomach* Also, I;ve noticed as I was nearing the area she seems to be swolen and even tense. I don't know if that will change or not, but to be sure After I'm done with the boy I'll start on that on my way out of Val.
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*Picos eyes changed to brown as he looked at the text*Pico:(ohcrapohcrapohcrap!) we gotta m-
Jasmine:*appears infront of Pico*master we have trouble!
Pico:i know we gotta go Jasmine lock up the lab! *she does so remotely* *starts running*(i think i can track her if i can follow her energy…but i should see if Mias ok first)
Snow: Here's to hope you don't pop the balloon… *stands nervously close to where the first aid kit is located*
- Zot, close by the Lower Metroid Habitat… -
Claire: *feels her phone rumble* (Not now, dammit!) *still running and breathing heavily, she pulls it out and reads the message* (Code Black?) *she slows down and comes to a stop confused; after reassuring herself of the absence of absolutely anything, she continues to read and, as soon as she gets the gist of the text, can't help but laugh out loud for a second* (Major design flaw there, SB! … But he's playing serious with this. Ten minutes, I'll never find the portals in time… D'aww. Well, game over.) *pout* (Just as it was getting fun… Ehh~, it doesn't have to be over yet though. Hell's broken loose anyway, it seems.) *she judges by the different noises of slamming doors, hundreds of feet, some calm and significantly more panicking voices* (Whelp, time to hide! Let's see how long it takes them to find me!) *she rushes in through the next best door into a not quite spacious bureau; nobody seems to be in, so she locks the door and starts searching for a place to hide* (Nothing? Nothing. Next door!) *she makes her way over to the next door, opens it carefully, and slips in; halfway during closing the door back up, she finds herself staring right in the eyes of a young man in a lab coat who was obviously about to step through the door she just came in; a short look past him reveals several more lab coats worn by mobians and humans alike; the lab is spacious, however not half as big as Doc's, and filled with all kinds of apparatuses she doesn't get* Hey mates, how ya doin'? Now, I know what you might think of this, but here's the deal; SB never toldcha that it's not just evilness that brings my nachzehrer out, but it also happens if I hafta handle a whole lotta stress. *the faces of all the scientists switch to the colour of chalk* (Pfft, why the fuck wouldcha ever need acting schools?) Now, I can tell yer all nice, honest people, so let's just agree on not telling anyone I'm here, and we'll have a sweet time? Sounds good? *the audience nods weakly* Good on ya! So, what the Black Death is this place? *she looks through the big thick glass window into something that looks like a gigantic terrarium; she notices several huge objects move around in it* (Wait… are those these metroid things? Holy necrophilia!) 'Kay, so I think I got an idea, folks. Mind if I check these out? And before ya answer, remember the nachzehrer. I don't wanna be, but I'm a vvvery easily stressed person, sorry 'bout that.
- Back in the office somewhere else… -
????: What about me? You skipped me! *the towering creature's voice sounds like boulders grinding against each other*
???: *the man smiles forgiving* I have got a differrent task for you zrree, but it will take time until we are rready for it. Let ze failures do zeir worzless job first.
????: *obviously not happy* Fine. *turns around and stomps out of the room; several jars with unknown, but clearly disgusting content to both sides of the room fall out of their shelves due to the vibration, and shatter*
???: *watches it leave and sighs proud* Fabulous.
?????: *suddenly, another voice raises in the darkness behind the man; surprisingly, it's the silky voice of a female that could be deemed heavenly graceful if it didn't sound as static and cold* You left Station Square out.
???: *waves it aside weakly* Too close, my dear, too close. Where is ze logic behind zat? *the female voice remains silent*
–Zot, 13th, 12th, and 11th Floors—
Lucy: *salutes clumsily but eagerly* “I’m on it boss!” *he says before running off down the hall to help people into safe places. The 13th floor is mostly secure, he sees frightened eyes through the closing doors as he runs past, black leather coat billowing dramatically as he does. He quickly clears that floor without needing to assist anyone and proceeds on to the next floor. Rushing down the stairs to the 12th floor, he trips on the third step and tumbles the rest of the way down to the 12th floor.* “Ghat-damn-spawn-of-a-ruddy-hooker!” *he curses to himself as pulls himself to his feet painfully. His red-tinted glasses are broken by his feet* “Nose-picking-ass-licking-dicks-for-brains-rotten-lousy-luck!” *he mutters to himself as he brushes himself off.* “13th floor clear boss!” *he shouts into the stone before starting on eh 12th floor.*
–Zot, 3rd Floor—
Rhiannon: *is busy taking care of the morning list regardless of the current situation. She passes freely through all parts of the tower despite the code black lockdown. Presently, she passes through the ceiling of the mature Metroid habitat, counts them, and then flies through the floor of the lab. Because she did not receive the code black alert, she passes Claire by without so much as noticing her or think it odd for her to be there.* (it looks like they are having yet another drill. Sloppy too; by Gaia’s grace do they need more practice.)
–Central Square, Jules' Pool Hall–
Rust: *is absently waiting and playing around with his phone.* (wait, is this a global digital network? They have public internet? How oddly anarchic, I wonder why the governments would allow this to exist? They must not have as much power as I previously thought. Obviously they haven’t had a Tech-war either, so I suppose that helps.) *he lets this train of thought to run its course before turning to a more practical thought.* (the papers didn’t have as much information as I’d like on Zot. Perhaps the public internet has some more information.) *he thinks before beginning his search.*
*4 Minutes into the incident*
SB:*picks up a simmilar stone on the opposite end he hear the responce* thank you Lucy, and please don't shout. These stones, despite being an old way of communication, can pick up and recieve the messages just as clear as a phone. *he then hears his phone go off*
yes?
MB: not on the 8th floor metroid Lab…
SB: Huh, *gets on his comm again*James where is she now?
James: hold on let me check*runs through the various rooms and halls* oh dear…
SB: what?
James: You might not like this.
SB: She's in a room?
James: Yeha she's worked her way somehow into the lower metroid Labs on the 3rd floor…and she has company.
SB: how many?
James: five. and they are afraid.
SB: *goes through his computer of who's all on shift in the labs looking at each profile*…well they shouldn't be no one in there has done anything that would be concidered Sinful/evil. So, why are they panicking?
James: Well, Claire is in the room likely lieng to them to keep herself in charge. and to top it off the're close to the looking glass for the Zeta, Omega and roam.
SB:*rubs his forehead* ok there is so much that can go wrong right now. it could actually cost lives. I'm headed down to reason with her.
James:understood. I'll block off the hall with the Frank-bots.*click*
SB: Morphblade?
MB: already headed down and will be at the door in 2, maybe 3 minutes.
SB: good.*click* Damn it Claire…*he then exhales and readies himself contacting the Queen Metroid via telepath and telling her inform the "Children" not to leave the terrarium should anything open* why do you have to make things complicatd? *he then opens a portal and gets ready to head down into the Lower Metroid Lab.*stepping through and closing the portal behind him*
*upon the 12th floor*
*Cole is getting people to safety any straggles behind he then texts Pico to makes sure he's ok*
*11th floor:almost Secured.*
*10th floor: still active and teleporting*
*9th floor: secured*
*8th floor*
Cecil:oh thank goodness its one of the 5.
Anita: what the heck are you guys doing out here? don't you know that Claire is
Jasmine: we are aware and were about to head in…I see you took the serum again.
Anita:well, there's an emergency so yeha. now come on, let's get you 3 to your room. Mia is probably worried about you Pico
*Pico's room*
Mia: …*trying to remain calm alredy recieved a text from Nene stating she's ok and wondering about Pico*
*7th floor: still working*
*6th-4th floor: Secured*
*3rd Floor: almost secured(minus one room) and several minutes before Shadowblade comes down*
*The Lab staff looks to her then huddle as if to disscuss the situation at hand and eventually agree on trying to get some info, one steps foward a husky, male, in his late teens nervous to even speak not knowing what it could do. It wasclear that he was a fresh face to the tower and altohough heard the stories, never thought would be part of one now. He came down here to retieve a simple Vial to deliver upstairs and got caught up in this. he now hopes to understand and convince Claire to not do anything while the acess to the habitat was in the middle of locking down*
Alex:*he looked through the window and saw that it was clear at the moment as all of them seemed to be heading somewhere, he then focused on the hedgehog nervous to speak but musters something anyway.*U-um Claire was it?*the tone in his voice cracked some as if was just now coming face to face with his own mortality* if I might inquire, w-what are you planning on doing?*he then swallows and starts to tremble*
*2nd floor- Basement: Secure*
*Snow's place*
Doc: I won't(hopefully)*he takes his time and serches for the easiest place to open and close after what feels like an hour he carefully starts to go in from the bottom of it making sure to take his time. Silence fills the room as his tentacles slowly make their way inside the area making sure to adjust the positoning every so often. his expression as he does this looks calm however you can feel the tension pouring off him. after another hour his face changes and he exhales leaning back some with a small smile he gives his assistant and friend* …I'm in.
Pico:*opens and slams his door*Mia! are you ok?*Mia runs to Pico and hugs him*
Mia:yeah im fine.
Pico:*sighs*great…*eyes suddenly flashed from brown to red but Mia could tell Pico is in control*dangit!*punches a wall leaveing a crack* i want to help! but how do i?! if i follow her trail she,ll spot me..goddamnit. i know the text said not to but i want to help any ideas?
–Zot, 12th floor–
Lucy: *helps Cole to get everyone secure and then proceeds to the 11th floor just as that one is finished.* (well, they hardly needed my help. Let’s see, last I heard the boss probably shouldn’t be interrupted.) *thinks for a moment about what he should do and then makes up his mind to do it. (What would help the Boss most now would be another way out of that lab if Claire decides to attack. Everything’s locked down right now, so…air ducts?) *as luck would have it, good or bad, there is a maintenance access to the air ducts not more than a few paces from Lucy’s position. Without a second thought, he climbs blindly into the maze of ducts.*
–Zot, lower floors—
Rhiannon: *continues to work, heedless of the lockdown.*
–Station Square, Jules’ Pool Hall—
Rust: *still exploring the internet* (ah, here we go. It appears that some Zot staff members keep an online diary. Blog, they call it. I doubt I’ll find any technical information here, but any insight into the nature of this powerful agency will be beneficial.) *he doesn’t seem to notice how close Claire is cutting it to being late.*
Snow: Do you require anything? Something to eat or drink before you continue? A towel?
- Zot, third floor… -
Claire: *checks her phone for the time* (Sunnuva bloody throw up!) *sigh* Listen up, John Doe, I don't got time for this game a' pussy chasin'. Yer gonna stop the lockdown and open the doors for me now.
Alex: B-b-b-but… I-I… *is all what escapes his lips; he looks like he's short before fainting; another human, an old guy with white hair and beard, fearfully takes the word*
Roy: P-Please, you don't understand. We c-can't, well.. just stop the lockdown, it's- … it's managed externally.
Claire: For fuck's sakes, man, then just open the damn doors! *as everyone steps back from her as far as they could and nobody reacts, she looks across several buttons and eventually spots the door opener to the habitat* Everything ya wanna get done, ya hafta do yerself…
Claire runs over and hits the button without that anyone would step in her way. The inner door hisses as it opens and she steps through hastily, ducking underneath the slowly descending shutdown wall, hitting the button inside to open the second door. It opens in the same manner just as the first door closes painfully slow, and she crouches inside the habitat through the small gap under the second barrier. Sneaking behind a small rock, she proceeds inside. Soon the assembly of scientists loses sight of her in the dense fauna and for two minutes, nothing is heard… Until a sound like glass shards screeching over a blackboard, amplified by a thousand times, rises. A huge silhouette approaches the viewing window, jumping and dancing around wildly. Just before hitting the glass, the Omega Metroid stops and rebels, revealing Claire on its back, clinging on to it and trying to tame it.
Claire: Not there, stupid bastard! C'mon, I hijacked wild horses before, don't act like yer somethin' special! Over there I said!
She directs the metroid to the nearest metal wall, picking up pace to ram a hole in it, however, the metroid bucks and stops, stepping back from the wall; this game of back and forth continues for another half minute until it finally coughs a spit if acid up and against the wall; ramming the acid drenched metal again and again, occasionally bathing it in fire, until the thick wall finally opens up singing the song of broken steel. After hesitating another moment, Claire forces the metroid to step outside and run down the hallway. As they pass the oncoming Shadowblade, she grins wide and waves at him. Breaking through several walls, they lastly plunge through the outer wall, falling several feet to the ground and galloping off. Turning on Google Maps on her phone, Claire rides the Omega on to Station Square until they're a few kilometres off the city's outskirts where she turns it around back in direction of the tower. Mid ride, Claire pulls her legs up and stands on its back, regaining balance, before she jumps off. She watches the metroid run off and laughs a few times before letting her phone direct her to Jules' Pool Hall. Running and completely out of breath, she arrives and falls on the bar seat next to Rust.
Claire: *trying to catch her breath* There… and only… *checks her phone* … half an hour too late! Now… who do I gotta fuck up… to get a vodka here? *she looks around; her eyes have already turned purple long before she's even entered the pool house*
SB:… *takes the stone* Lucy new task for you, I need you to help guide an Omega metroid back into its habitat. Morphblade will be helping you.
MB:…*arrives at the giant hole* oh boy*looks at the hole then his boss*she is in so much trouble. though I have to wonder, we reinforced those walls with Irridum and Rareatanium so how did she break through so quickly?
SB: Must of got lucky and found a plate that we were in the middle of upgrading.
MB:I see…well I'm off to go and save that poor creature.
SB:you do that. any clue where Claire went?
MB: *thinks of all he learned about what Claire's upto.* There's a pool hall at station square. I bet ya she's going to see Rust.
SB:…thank you. Also, I reccomend you get some help.
MB: on it.*radios up to James* Hey James get on the intercom and let people know about the Metroid.
James: sure thing.*on the intercom* attention people an Omega Metroid has broken out and is outside the complex. we need to retrieve it at once. That is all. …*sigh* I told him 10 minues was too long. can't wait for the next meet now.
*Zot 8th floor, Pico's room*
Mia: *hears the statement* oh dear how did that happen?
Cecil: I bet Claire.
Anita: well we better go what we can do.*the 2 run out the door*
Mia:*holds Pico and looks into his eyes* I'm counting on all of you to come back alive to us. Can I count on you to keep that promise?
*at Jules Pool Hall*
SB:*arrives outside the pool hall and runs in sitting next to Claire spinning on the seat before regaining control* So, a little birdie told me that you were heading here…*he chuckles* do you have any idea how much of this we could have avoided of you called up to me first and told me about this? I mean yes I don't need to know what's going on with everything, but when your going to be balzy and take a risk of letting your Nachzehrer out and risk killing an entire city population, well that's one of those moments you should have called up and let me set something up in advance. *he opens up a portal at the end of the table* On the plus side though, I got to put my procedure my emergency plan into motion and now know where I need to correct it so I thank you for that. *he looks over to Rust* oh hey good to see you again. I take it you were the one that asked her to meet you here?
*Snow's place*
Doc: Actually yes. Let's get some Lunch cause this next part is the longest…
–Zot, Air Ducts—
Lucy: “you got it boss.” *grunts into the stone as he navigates a particularly slick chute. As he shifts to put the stone back into his pocket he loses his grip on the chute and plummets. The chute bends twice and the echoing metallic thumps of Lucy colliding with them can be heard reverberating through parts of the tower and partially into the pool hall via the stone along with Lucy’s not so muffled curses and exclamations. Several seconds after he began his fall he slams through an access panel in the hall outside the third floor Metroid lab. He hits the ground with a sickening sound just as the lab’s door opens and lockdown is disengaged.* “ough.” *he grunts as he rolls off his face-plant and onto his back. His coat is covered in dust and torn in places. Painfully, he climbs to his feet and limps over to the hole in the side of Zot. “so,” *he gasps to MB* “as soon that morphblade guy gets here, I get to track down a killer alien. Lucky me…” *leans against the wall in an attempt to stop the world from spinning around him.*
–Station Square, Jules’ Pool Hall—
Rust: *shrugs at SB aloofly.* “Sure, I named the place. Hope it wasn’t any trouble for you and yours.” *he leans forward in his seat.* “Now, I don’t mean to be rude or pretend I know anything for certain; but you should leave now. The weight of your sins quite significant and I don’t know exactly how long the lady can bear us both in her company. In short, go back to your tower if you don’t want to cause what you’re trying to prevent.” *he speaks calmly, but with a slight air of authority and a ‘won’t take no for an answer’ look in his eyes.*
SB:*laughs at his remark and sighs* oh, good one.*wipes his face* if that Nachzehrer could actually feel me, then she wouldn't have gotten out of purgatory and everyone that met with her would have been killed that very day by "The Monster" months back. *he then points and gets up* Rust, I'm going to be honest with you. you seem like a good guy despite, the history I recently learned about you within the last…*runs the numbers through his head*day and a half? yeha that seems right so, to avoid any nonsense why don't we have a simple chat outside and discuss some things and come to an agreement, so that way you 2 can have your little play date and I can rest knowing that Val is in good hands and not have to worry about the residents of Station Square.*he then takes a bottle of Gin and 2 glasses from his coat and mixes it with some seltzer and slides one to him* I'll be outside waiting for you.*he then starts walking towards the door and stops* Oh, and don't try to be a jackass and lock the doors. That portal may be arranged to go back to return Claire back home, but I can switch it if necessary and come in here again. *he then walks out the door and down a few feet at the edge of the bar exterior and loiters waiting for Rust to step out and ask what the hell his problem is and what he wants* (ooh boy this might get fun.)
*Elsewhere Downtown, around Pico*
*a mobian cat, male mid 20's is walking down the street and in an upbeat manner he seems to have some sort of stains on his light blue shirt though it is unknown what.for some reason he has an odd presene around him one that some would describe as warm, and famillar he then bumps into Pico knocking each of them to the ground making him just remember that there is a world around him*
???:Oh, terribly sorry*he scuffles to his feet offering a hand* are you alright sir?
*Outside of Zot*
MB: *searches the area and notices Lucy*…hey kid you alright? that Metroid didn't run you over did it?
*Snow's place*
Doc: best go with big Dishes. Steak, pasta, beef and pork roasts, suffed peppers, chicken, soup & salad, the works man.
Snow: I'll see what I can do. *heads off to come back after a full hour to bring down two overloaded trays; leaving again, he returns shortly after to bring another two trays* Sirloin and rib eye steak and medallions, beef, pork and poultry roasts, spaghetti, roasted and mashed potatoes, green lettuce with beetroot and tomatoes, two loafs baguette and sheep cheese, and orange and kiwifruit juice. Is that enough?
- Station Square, Jules' Pool Hall… -
Claire: *watches SB leave and snickers* Yer not gonna follow him outside, are ya? I swear, that guy sometimes doesn't know how to talk to someone that isn't employed with him. *the barkeep comes over to deliver the requested drink to Claire, not without throwing an angry glare at her for the manner in which she ordered; ignoring that with outright condescending ease, she grabs the glass, bends her head back and empties the glass with one well experienced gulp, hitting the bar table with her flat hand to order another one even before she sets her first glass down*
–Station Square, Jules’ Pool Hall—
Rust: (absolute power corrupts absolutely) *looks to Claire and pushes SB’s offered drink to one side dismissivly.* “He’s arrogant and invasive and believes that he can walk all over personal rights with a charming enough smile. He even thinks he knows what’s best for people and the world; a dangerous combination.” *drains his own previous drink and looks out the window at SB.* “As much as I’d like to put him in his place or just stick it to him, I doubt he’ll leave us alone until I give him his little victory and ‘chat’ with him.” *pushes himself up out of the armchair he’d secured and slaps some money on the counter for his drink. He then gestures to Claire* “I’m sure you have your own choice words for him, Bittersweet. Stay and catch your breath or help me trade noise with the blowhard. I’ll try to make this short.” *he walks toward the door in his characteristic slow long strides, no knowing whether Claire will follow or not.*
–Zot, 3rd Floor, Hole in the wall—
Lucy: “nah, Metroids fly, right?” *grabs the side of the hole and leans out of the tower precariously.* “I don’t…see it… huh, it must be hiding behind one of those white things–” *points to a cloud* “—or on the ground somewhere. Sneaky bastard.”
SB: *waits outside and sees Rust coming out the corner of his eye eventually paces apart* ah so your here…Alright first off*he smiles for a bit then exhales and shakes his head then stops* …I'm sorry. As much as I like playing the boss, I sometimes forget what I'm trying to accomplish and cross the line.*he sighs again* I know I've been acting like an ass, a major pain in one too over Claire's safety and preventing her from getting here. *he then slouches aginst the wall of the bar his attention still focused on him* I want to be able to help get rid of that thing that was forced inside her, and times I forget she functions like everyone else both having needs and wants. and with the way I've been carrying on about it I already see its not right and need to alter things again to better her experience.*he then gets off the wall back to where he was*
That look you shot me eariler, in the bar, a good portion of it screamed "crazy egotistical overlord" or " oncomming undecicive monster" and to a degree,*he looks down then back to him* your right to presume so. When you've been tricked into gaining power, and forced to do thing you don't like, you feed an ego you don't need and create expectations that are meaningless. It also doesn't help that I'm not the best at making decisions all the time, and as of right now with the way I acted, and a giant hole that needs to be repaired at my tower, I can see in multiple places where I've gone wrong and what needs to be corrected.*he then pauses for a moment before speaking again* With your permission, I'd like to wipe the slate clean between us and start fresh.
*in the streets*
???:who, me? well friend I can say we might have seen each other before but I think I'd remember a person with such unique personalities.*he then ponders for a moment* wait a minute…your name wouldn't happen to be Pico would it?
*outside Zot*
MB: well tecnically, once they have legs they prefer land and to walk about. They only use they're ability to hover when-*he then cut off as he sees Frank flung up into the air and back down into the trees at a distanace*…well looks like we found it. Tell me how good are you at running?
*Snow's place*
Doc: *looks at the spread with approval* I can honestly say yes it is.*with out hesitation he reaches for a plate and a steak along with the proper utencils and juices and begins to chow down*
Claire: *comes out with a new cigarette pack in her hand; she takes the foil off and opens it to take a cigarette out and light it before offering the pack to Rust; she then takes the word to Shadowblade* Yer damn right with whatcha said 'bout yerself, butcha also forgot something; yer naive like a year old pup. Ya always wanna start from square one, with everything 'n' everyone, without taking a moment to think if that's even possible. Second chances may be all sugar 'n' strawberry cheesecake, but they're not about erasing the past like a pencil sketch. There's nothing like "start all over again", ya'll hafta accept what went wrong and work with it. And wouldcha please stop the self bitchin'? We get thatcha love talking 'bout yerself and putting yerself in the limelight which way ever, but it's starting to get pathetic. *offers him the cigarettes* D'ya smoke?
–Station Square, Just outside of Jules’ Pool Hall–
Rust: *absently slips one of the cigarettes from its case and pops it in his mouth.* “Thank you.” *He says to Claire with a slight and subtle bow that somehow conveys both gratitude and respect. He lights the cigarette easily and turns his attention fully to SB.* “You’ve offered me a free meal on one occasion and a free drink on another. I don’t think there’s much of anything to wipe clean between us.”
–Zot, 3rd Floor, Hole in the Wall—
Lucy: “I’ve had a lot of practice if that’s what you mean. Why do you ask?” *he asks, finally catching his breath.*
SB: both of your statements are correct. *turns to Rust* Anyway, as a request, I ask that you don't take my kindness as some from of bribery. Also, would it be alright if I ask what you guys will be up to for the rest of the day?
*elsewhere downtown*
???: …oh sorry, I'm Greg.*shakes Pico's hand* I've heard so much about you form a friend of mine in Hawaii. he sent me a letter and recomend I go and find you. I never imagined I'd meet you here in the city.
*Zot hole in the wall*
MB: well we have less than an hour to get over there before the target moves again and judging by the way Frank was thrown its not happy.
*Snow's place*
Doc: *Now eating the Pork Roast he turns to Snow* once again Snow you rally have outdone yourself.
Snow: *he responds with a gesture that might imply acceptance or indifference while chugging down the last energizer* Should make some more of these. Tell me if you require anything. *with that said, he proceeds to mix new concoctions to defy his body's need of rest*
- Station Square, in front of Jules' Pool Hall… -
Claire: *stores the pack away* Obvioustly not. *takes a long drag and exhales a series of smoke rings* I was referring to the cigs here. *she needlessly adds with biting sarcasm* Anyway, we were going to have a game o' pool and a few glasses. Getting drunk as a failed writer about to commit suicide, to be specific - at least me. Can't really talk for him to be fair. Maybe he'll take advantage of poor me and I'll end up with accidentals in a few months, who can tell? *takes another drag on her cigarette and keeps the smoke in for several seconds before releasing it slowly, mumbling to herself as if not realizing she's thinking aloud* Fuck the bloody inbred hell, yess~… I haven't done this in far too long.
–Zot, 3rd Floor, Hole in the Wall—
Lucy: *examines the distance between the tower and Frank trying to estimate a fixed distance and does some mental math.* (assuming the legged Metroid doesn’t decide to move, it’s between 12 and 15 kilometers. Taking average speed, disregarding time getting down from the tower, and factoring the poor running condition of the land between there and here, we have: {12km+15km}/2/14km/hX1.25= 1 hour and 12 min.) *he shakes his head* “that’s too far, and we won’t be able to easily locate that thing on the ground, you know.” *he looks at the distance again and thinks.* “hey, probably a really stupid question, but why can’t we just teleport down there? I mean, people were being teleported during the lockdown and the boss does it all the time. Heaven’s silver lining, why don’t we just teleport the angry thing back to where it belongs?”
–Station Square, Just outside of Jules’ Pool Hall–
Rust: *shugs.* “The lady has plans, though I’d rather not wind up with any more accidentals if at all possible. We’ll give you a call when and if she wants to be picked up. ‘Till then, keep your stick on the ice.” *he says before heading back inside the pool hall.*
SB: will do.*he then turns to Claire* the portal in the corner remian open for you and lead back to your room. *he then thinks of something* Claire, if you were to come to this joint often would you like me to make you something to get you down here quicker?
*otherside of station square*
Greg: well, how do I put it…*he scratched the back of his head* I do need some help. See, In the letter he told me about how took care of his leg and mended it. and as a studnet in debt wanting to become a doctor, I was hoping to learn something at your clinic at where you work.
*Over at Zot*
MB: 2 problems with that. the first is that the teleporter is made for employees only and it would take some time for that kind alteration to be made. The second is even if we were to do so, it would liklybreak out or worse. *he then puts his finger up as if signaling to hold on*…but we can be telelported to it. Nice use of your noggin kid come on, let's head up to the 10th floor and stop that metroid.
*Snow's place*
Doc: Will do…*he then continues to eat. It takes him a while but eventually he finishes off all the dishes roughly around the time the energizer finished up* there. That should keep them happy and full now then,*he then feels around inner membrane carefuly noting several things wrong with the boy* Snow I'm going to need you to hand me one of the Pink tubes of liquid. Its time to begin.
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