bw_waspy | ((RP Thread))

*Quint frowns slightly, looking worried* Is there some way to make sure they won't teleport away until things are explained? And maybe we should be ready in case either of them need restrained.

*He doesn't say that he's more concerned about that being nessasary for Metal than for Flash, remembering what Air told him about Shadow - that there might not be anything sane left.*

We can't let them go back. It's not safe for them. And not safe for us either.

*He realises something, and almost smiles* Flash probably can't teleport back to the Castle. If it's been years, it wouldn't be in the same place he'd remember it, right? So that's one less thing to worry about.

*Quick pauses and thinks about something a few seconds before making a fast suggestion to Air.* Hey, Air, disable his teleporter in some way if you can. Otherwise he might not give us a chance to explain things.

*Air pauses in his work looking a little worried.* It wouldn't be hard I don't think... I could have part of the connection removed so he can't access it I think. Wouldn't be much harder than having it remove Wind's work. *He gets back to trying to pick things out to be removed, looking for the proper connection to sever.*

*Quick sighs, looking a bit nervous now.* Good. Even if Wily's not using that place anymore, someone is probably watching the remains... Flash shouldn't need restrained, and if he does, it won't be too bad. He's not exactly the strongest of us. Metal could be a lot harder...

We were never allowed to go back to the old places. The humans usually bombed them after each time, and had them under guard in case any of us came back. It would be really bad to be found that way, especially if he's already all confused.

*Quint manages a hopeful smile at Quick* It'll be ok. We won't let then go back there and be hurt. I think there are eniugh of us to stop them if we have to. *the smile becomes a little broader and he adds* If nothing else, Steadfast could pick them up.

*Ballade finally finds where he left the book, settling down with a grin* Fireworks are fun. Maybe we can find some later?

*His train of thought doesn't seem quite on the same track as everyone else's*

*Since Waspinator's awake again to play 'nurse' next time, Terrorsaur slips out to go flying*

*Quick sounds a bit uneasy.* Flash is probably going to be scared on top of confused. As far as he knows, the only reason he'd be reactivated would be if something went wrong, and Wily got to him before we finished... *He shivers slightly.*

*Air pauses a few seconds before deciding to not reconnect something else.* Quick, I'm going to do the same for the weapon systems. They were already disconnected actually. Wind had everything hooked up for running entirely off of external commands. Weapons were hooked into that instead of the normal setup. I don't think it's safe for him to have access until we know he won't freeze everything in sight.

*Quick nods.* Good plan. *He's frowning a little more.* Now let's just hope Flash doesn't panic worse due to that. I know we could deal with both of them with the number of us here.

*Quint nods, understanding* I wasn't supposed to ever be reactivated either. When I woke up, I thought that it meant that... that he was going to do to me what happens in your world, instead of leaving me deactivated while he did that.

And I woke up after being fixed by some sane alternate of him, which... it didn't help at first. At least this isn't anything like one of Wily's labs. And he isn't here.

It was really confusing. It turned out it had been years since I was shut down, and that he did end up stripping me for parts, and then threw what was left away... and somehow I wound up in the Nexus instead of recycled.

*He looks embarrased* It took me a long time to get over being scared that it was a trap or that I'd be caught, or that I'd lock up.

I think Flash will do ok. I never met my world's version of him because he was in the Gallery, but I think he'll be better at getting over being scared like that than I was. Besides.. he still has you and some of the others. I was all alone.

*Ballade doesn't seem to be paying the least bit of attention - until he looks up at what Air said* You mean he was all wired up kind of like a puppet except with those chip things instead of with strings?

Ick. *Ballade shivers*

*Quick winces at the thought of Quint getting disassembled like that.* You were lucky that you weren't activated when he did strip you for parts... It's bad enough just being there for it. At least Flash will have family to help him get through this mess... He'll be jumpy due to what he was being disassembled for though. *Quick actually looks a bit angry at that thought but doesn't actually elaborate on this comment.* I'm worried about Metal though. *Quick adds worriedly* Depending on what Wind did, I wonder if it might kinder to just not reactivate Metal...

*Air finishes marking things to be fixed and removed and double checks the list carefully before confirming that it should start the repairs. He looks over to Ballade after doing this.* Yes, that's exactly what I mean. There wasn't anything left to use for a basis for the normal chips, so Wind decided to get creative.

*Crash looks up from petting Tango on hearing the comment.* It was being controlled by someone? Man, whoever was doing it has really cruddy aim. I was thinking it was just a really stupid chip.

*Quint's quiet for a while*

I don't like the idea of not fixing someone if they can be fixed. The group I was sent out with the last time was left like that, if Dr. Wily didn't disassemble them.

But if Metal's been hurt a lot, he might not understand it's safe now.

Kind of like some of Nana's sisters were. There's one they kept in a box, and she still doesn't talk to anyone or try to move.

But, she still might get better someday. And even if Metal's been hurt a lot, he might get better too. If he has the chance.

I-I don't think we should give up. Not without at least knowing how bad it really is or if... if he'd want us to.

Good thing he won't remember it then.

*Ballade starts to go back to his book, before adding, almost absently* Someone oughtta give Wind one of his own chips and see how he likes it.

*Tango's half-listening and half-dozing as she's scratched, purring. She looks up when Crash stops for a moment, then she yawns and waits.*

*Quick stays quiet, hesitating to respond at first. He doesn't want to admit it, but he's actually scared to find out what happened.* I know we have to try at least... I know Wind has done some horrible things before, and I'm not sure I want to know how much damage he managed to do this time.

*Air sighs as he goes back to watching the progress of the CR.* Part of me thinks it would be justice to see him get the same treatment as he's given others. The rest of me says it's not worth sinking to his level to do it.

*Crash just goes back to petting the cat, not really wanting to think about this whole mess.*

*Tango is happy to help Crash not think about it*

*Ballade's gone back to his book, seemingly oblivious to his surroundings*

*Quint hugs Quick again, for a moment, and then nods at what Air said.*

I keep thinking of the choke chips used where I'm from. I wouldn't think anybody'd deserve one of those... but he comes really close. Especially if the things that set it off could be changed, so it'd hurt him if he tried to hurt any of the others.

When I'm thinking about it, I don't think I'd really do that to anyone. But when I think about what he's done, or when I'm upset... Maybe he's just lucky I don't know how.

*After a moment he adds, speaking more quietly* I don't think what I did to Kurama was sinking to his level, even though I... I made sure he went through what he did to Nana. Because he deserved it for what he did to her and her sisters. And she didn't. None of them did.

I don't know. I try not to think about it too much. *Quint lapses into silence after that*

*Quick isn't exactly comfortable with the topic of conversation.* If I got the chance, I think I'd just destroy Wind outright. No point in taking the chance that he might get out of whatever is done to him. He might even have the chips he uses made so that they don't work on him. Better to not think about it though, Quint. What's done is done.

*At this point, Air is being quiet, thinking back to what happened when he was chipped. He shivers a bit at the thought.*

*Quint just nods, and tries to think of something less disturbing to talk about*

*Ballade looks up from his book* Hey, Quint? Will Cole try to make them all pancakes too? That'd be wierd.

*he grins at Quick from where he's sitting* She made little smiley faces on them with the syrup.

Or are they gonna stay somewhere else? It wouldn't be good to go back to where they were attacked at, would it?

*Ballade seems to be on one of his more stable moods at the moment*

*Air tries to push the thoughts that he had out of his mind. It's over now. Nothing to worry about now. The chip is gone.*

*Quick smiles a bit.* A friend of yours, Quint?

*Quick sounds a little worried.* As for where we're staying, I'm not sure. The only definite backup hiding places I had found were in our universe, and Air wouldn't be safe in any of them... Get rid of the armor and hide the markings and me and Crash wouldn't be recognized. Never did anything for Wily out of armor that we were caught for. Air doesn't have that luxury. And now there is two more of us to worry about. *He frowns.*

*Quint almost looks embarrased for a moment* Sort of. We're friends, but...

She's kind of my foster-mom, because when I turned up in the Nexus I was found by some sort of multiversal branch of Child Welfare, and they kinda wanted to be sure I was staying with someone.

She understands I'm not really a kid, though, so she doesn't mind if I'm not home all the time.

I know a lot of other places to stay, too, because I was sort of moved around a lot at first and there was also a time for a while when I wouldn't stay anywhere because I still had a tracking device in me and didn't want to risk it.

*He smiles reassuringly at Quick* We'll find a place. It'd be kind of crowded at Cole's, but there's also over at Triv's. I work there, cleaning and trying to do something about the gardens, and she said it was ok if people stayed over.

And then there's the Inn that Brax's parents have. And a lot of various places in the Nexus. And one wierd other little pocket-dimension I found once that has a town in it. I think the people there are the same as Ice's foster-mom, but I don't know for sure if that's where he lives now.

*Ballade stifles snickers at Quint's 'foster care' situation* People keep thinking Quint's a cute little kid.

Even those CPS people do, and they know about us and have all kinds of news clippings and stuff.

I think they're nuts.

*Quick snickers.* Those people have to be at least a little crazy. I can't think of a single one of us from my universe who hadn't killed humans at some point. It's probably not much different in yours. We were made to kill. It doesn't really matter that you do look young... Well, at least they don't want you scrapped.

*Quick pauses and nods.* Good to know we have options. The people in these places won't object to a bunch of Wilybots being around?

*Air watches the progress of the repairs quietly. He's gotten his mind off of the more distressing thoughts by focusing on trying to figure out what to do to help with getting Flash up to date on the current situation.*

*Quint shakes his head slightly* No, that's the same. *He really doesn't want to think about some of the things he's had to do*

*He smiles a bit* None of the people in the Nexus or any of the other places seem to mind, unless they're from an alternate universe that's close enough to ours to where they know what we are already.

Otherwise, most of them... *he shrugs slightly* Even when they find out, like when I told Cole - she just blamed Dr. Wily for it, not me.

*Ballade doesn't even look up from his book as he nods* Uh huh. Supposed to if they get in your way, or get too close to the Castle. Or sometimes just because.

*he frowns slightly* They mess up the explosions though, because they're all squishy.

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