*Quint sighs slightly and goes over by Quick, hugging him* I'm sorry that it's as messed up as it is and he won't leave you alone. I won't be sorry for helping.
((And don't worry about it. Holiday season has a lot of people hopping around.))
*Tango kitty-sighs. It's so hard to train a new pet. She streaches further, front paws on Crash's leg as if she might climb him if he doesn't pick her up.* Mew?
*Ballade gives Tango a puzzled look* She isn't gonna scratch, is she?
*He grins at what Quick says* Hey, it's ok! Me and Punk have been really bored cause of the whole no-violence field thing. Especially Punk. He likes to fight, and we've been stuck in the Nexus for months and he can't sneak out and leave like I can.
And trying to blow up Wind was fun. *Ballade snickers*
*Quick shakes his head.* Should have known you'd react this way. You really don't mind this? *He pauses, then adds, sounding a bit annoyed* It's good to know that someone is enjoying Wind's behavior.
*Crash looks a little confused, but he continues the petting.* I'm not exactly sure what Tango wants, but she'd better not scratch me...
*Air finally gets the part into place. He then moves his attention the where the personality matrix is supposed to be. Oddly enough, it appears to have been left alone, except for a small receiver for the transmissions of commands. Air carefully yanks the part out before clearing wires out of the way so he can work.*
*Ballade sighs and speaks as if he's explaining something he thought was obvious* I don't like his behaviour. That's why I liked trying to blow him up! If I liked him, why would it be fun to blow him up? That's just weird.
*Blues is quiet for a moment, as if considering something, and then replies to Quick, seriously*
The three of you escaped on your own. Whatever the restraints used in your universe were, I'll count it as the same as breaking the Three Laws would be in ours.
Since I don't know what the situation with your universe's Blues is, or even if his motivations would match mine, I won't expect him to help. So, I'll 'meddle' a bit.
You escaped on your own. I'll do what I can to see Wily doesn't get you back.
*Quint just smiles at Quick* Of course I don't mind, oniisan.
I'd rather help, and have to worry about getting into fights, than stay out of it and have something happen to any of you. *He shivers slightly* I don't want anything to happen to you.
*Quick snickers.* Ballade, I meant that you were enjoying his behavior because it gave you a reason to blow him up... Not that you enjoyed the behavior on its own. *He sighs.* Thank you for that, Blues. I also learned a long time ago to never expect someone to always be around. Things have a tendency to happen to change that. Quint, I don't want anything to happen either... However, I don't want you getting hurt for us either, okay?
*Crash looks a little surprised, but decides that he might as well give the cat what she wants. He reaches down to carefully pick Tango up and then continues petting her.*
*Air carefully reaches into the box for the personality matrix, trying not to damage it while handling it. With the place cleared, it slides into place rather easily. He starts work to stabilize it so that it stays put and begins connecting it in properly.*
Yup. Things can happen. *Blues almost smiles* And, despite my reputation, I can't be everywhere at once. But I'll try to be there if I can. Just don't expect me to be.
Um... *it seems to take Ballade a few moments to untangle what Quick said* Maybe! But if he wasn't acting like that, there'd be someone else to blow up. Like Megabrat. *he grins, not caring that Blues is standing right there while he mentions blowing up Rock*
Hey, have you ever seen fireworks? They're like bombs but all different colors. I wish my bombs were all different colors. That'd be cool!
*Quick nods, deciding it might be a good idea to get away from the current topic at this point, and grins.* No, I haven't seen fireworks before, Ballade... They sound interesting though.
*Air finishes the connections and checks things over, carefully making sure the fail-safes won't cause problems. The noise of a few things cracking can be heard.*
I have a book! With pictures! Quint gave it to me...
*Without waiting for a reaction or response, Ballade warps out, returning a moment later with a book on explosives, with a large section onf fireworks.*
*He flips through it looking for a picture, then holds the book out to Quick with a grin* See? Lots of colors.
*Quick looks a bit worried for a few seconds on hearing the cracking noises before he forces the concern from his expression.* Quint, trust me when I say the Air knows what he's doing. He's either breaking something that shouldn't be there or dealing with the fail-safes. We never did take them out of Flash. Too dangerous for him. Metal still has them too... *He looks at the picture in the book.* Interesting. They are definitely colorful.
*Air carefully checks things over before pulling out a few broken bits and closing the access panel. The rest of the damage looks to have been caused by being too close to one of Crash's bombs when it went off.* There. The parts are reinstalled now, guys. Just need to deal with the rest of the damage...
*Quint nods slightly. The failsafes in my world are more in our programming than hardware, except for the choke chip and the tracking device. Not something you can break that way.
*Ballade's still grinning, seemingly unconcerned* Uh huh. I like the colors, and the bright lights. My bombs kind of blow up like fireworks!
*One of the Ballade Crackers appears in his hand. It's a spherical explosive with a few smaller round explosive spheres attached to it.* See? The middle bit blows up, and then the outside bits blow up, kind of like fireworks. But with less colors, and more shrapnel.
*He starts to giggle, amused by something, and grins at the unarmed explosive* Wind's gonna be picking all these little bits out of himself with tweezers for hours!
*Terrorsaur glances back over, having tried to amuse himself with a game of table solitare, but already looking bored nearly out of his wits*
So, now it's time to put him in CR? *he stands up and walks over, ready to pick up and move Crash, and wishing Waspinator were awake to play 'nurse' so he could go out flying instead.*
*Quick shrugs.* Some is programming; some is hardware. It's a bit strange how the programming part fails rather easily if the hardware is destroyed... *He looks rather amused at the explanation from Ballade.* Ouch. That doesn't sound like it'll be pleasant. Just what Wind deserves. *Quick chuckles.* Alright Blues, thanks for the help. Bye.
*Crash is at the moment not really paying much attention to anything other than petting the cat.*
*Air sighs softly* Yes, Flash is ready. Quick, I hope you have an idea of how to explain everything to him, since I have no clue...
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((And don't worry about it. Holiday season has a lot of people hopping around.))
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*He grins at what Quick says* Hey, it's ok! Me and Punk have been really bored cause of the whole no-violence field thing. Especially Punk. He likes to fight, and we've been stuck in the Nexus for months and he can't sneak out and leave like I can.
And trying to blow up Wind was fun. *Ballade snickers*
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*Crash looks a little confused, but he continues the petting.* I'm not exactly sure what Tango wants, but she'd better not scratch me...
*Air finally gets the part into place. He then moves his attention the where the personality matrix is supposed to be. Oddly enough, it appears to have been left alone, except for a small receiver for the transmissions of commands. Air carefully yanks the part out before clearing wires out of the way so he can work.*
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The three of you escaped on your own. Whatever the restraints used in your universe were, I'll count it as the same as breaking the Three Laws would be in ours.
Since I don't know what the situation with your universe's Blues is, or even if his motivations would match mine, I won't expect him to help. So, I'll 'meddle' a bit.
You escaped on your own. I'll do what I can to see Wily doesn't get you back.
Just don't expect me to always be around.
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I'd rather help, and have to worry about getting into fights, than stay out of it and have something happen to any of you. *He shivers slightly* I don't want anything to happen to you.
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*Crash looks a little surprised, but decides that he might as well give the cat what she wants. He reaches down to carefully pick Tango up and then continues petting her.*
*Air carefully reaches into the box for the personality matrix, trying not to damage it while handling it. With the place cleared, it slides into place rather easily. He starts work to stabilize it so that it stays put and begins connecting it in properly.*
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Hey, have you ever seen fireworks? They're like bombs but all different colors. I wish my bombs were all different colors. That'd be cool!
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*Air finishes the connections and checks things over, carefully making sure the fail-safes won't cause problems. The noise of a few things cracking can be heard.*
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*Without waiting for a reaction or response, Ballade warps out, returning a moment later with a book on explosives, with a large section onf fireworks.*
*He flips through it looking for a picture, then holds the book out to Quick with a grin* See? Lots of colors.
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*Air carefully checks things over before pulling out a few broken bits and closing the access panel. The rest of the damage looks to have been caused by being too close to one of Crash's bombs when it went off.* There. The parts are reinstalled now, guys. Just need to deal with the rest of the damage...
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*One of the Ballade Crackers appears in his hand. It's a spherical explosive with a few smaller round explosive spheres attached to it.* See? The middle bit blows up, and then the outside bits blow up, kind of like fireworks. But with less colors, and more shrapnel.
*He starts to giggle, amused by something, and grins at the unarmed explosive* Wind's gonna be picking all these little bits out of himself with tweezers for hours!
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So, now it's time to put him in CR? *he stands up and walks over, ready to pick up and move Crash, and wishing Waspinator were awake to play 'nurse' so he could go out flying instead.*
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*Blues starts to head for the cave entrance, pausing briefly to give Tango a curious/questioning look*
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*Crash is at the moment not really paying much attention to anything other than petting the cat.*
*Air sighs softly* Yes, Flash is ready. Quick, I hope you have an idea of how to explain everything to him, since I have no clue...
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