*Blues looks thoughtful for a moment and adds* You could tell Crash it's a little like being drunk, but without the hangover and other nasty aftereffects.
*Noticing Crash is reactivated, Elec nods slightly to himself* I guess that's my cue to leave.
*He's a little uncertain, and wondering if he should have left earlier, remembering how his presence seemed to disturb Crash at the party - but he'd wanted to make sure Crash would be ok before he left.*
*Quick shakes his head sadly.* The arrogance disappears so fast when you see one of your squad recycled. *Quick shakes his head.* Never mind that though. Take care of yourself, Elec.
*Quick chuckles a little.* It'd keep him out of the alcohol for a few days at least. It might even be a nice bit of blackmail material. He's got enough on me from the times he's managed to get me drunk.
*Air watches nervously before getting off the chair.* Hey Crash.
*Crash looks a little confused.* Quint? What happened? Last I remember, I was trying to keep Charge busy... *He shakes his head. Last thing he really remembers was a lot of pain before his systems shutdown due to damage, but he's not about to say that. Crash starts trying to get to his feet slowly.*
*Quint tries to help Crash to his feet, hugging for a moment during this* We found out Wind was having some of the others attack you and we came to help.
*Quick smirks, snickering a little as he watches Tango.* I bet she would. I just hope I get the chance to see that happen.
*Air sounding relieved.* Glad to see you're alright, Crash. I was worried. *Air now looks uneasily at the body of Flash. He's actually a bit scared to find out if Flash will be fixable.*
*Crash finds himself being snuggled by Tango while he's trying to get up.* Settle down, Tango. *He lets Quint help him up, but he's still just a bit unsteady on his feet.* How did you guys find out anyways? I didn't think you knew what universe we came from... *Looking over at Air* Just the usual unsteadiness I get on being reactivated. How are you doing, Air?
Wind came to the Nexus looking for Air and eventually he said what he'd done I guess because he thought Air would leave with him if both of you were, um... gone. So Air told us where you were and we all went to help. We ran into Shadow outside or we would have been there sooner.
*He shivers slightly thinking of Shadow, but stays close to help Crash until Crash isn't as dizzy*
*Quick looks very amused.* Yea. *He walks over to Air, having a good idea of what Air's thinking about now.* Are you really feeling up to doing the work on Flash now, Air?
*Air looks a little surprised at the question.* Of course. I want to get this done and over with. We even brought the stuff out of the locked room here, so we don't have to go back for certain things.
*Crash looks angry on hearing the bit about Wind.* Psychotic bastard. Air's not hurt or anything, is he? *Crash watches Air carefully. He is feeling a bit steadier constantly now, but he's not quite sure walking over there is such a good idea yet.*
Air's ok, I think. It's just.. it's not been a nice evening. I missed some of what happened, but Ballade came and got me when it looked like there was a problem.
I'm not sure what else happened with Wind. He.. was mad later and started sending messages. Punk and Ballade had to stay in the Nexus. Technically, they have orders not to leave it for now, and Ballade can but if he does and Punk sees he'd be caught. The field in the Nexus dropped. I think they must have done something, but I don't know what.
*He's a little worried about his younger siblings, and wonders if it's safe to call Ballade now that Elec has left and there isn't anyone who'd tell on Ballade*
*Quick shakes his head, obviously not believing it.* Let me know if there's anything I can do to help you with Flash, Air.
*Air walks over to where he remembers leaving the stack with the box with Flash's identification on it.* I know, Quick. I'm not helpless either. I can do this. *Well, he thinks he can at least. Not that he'll say that out loud, of course.*
*Crash winces a bit.* Wind was angry? Then I'm willing to bet he got the worst of it. Do you know what the messages Wind sent were about? *He's a bit worried. If the messages were that bad, shouldn't Air have been able to block then?*
I.. the rest of us weren't listening in till the end. Just Blues, because he was trying to find a way to block it. He was threatening us, and saying maybe the Wily in your world would like to.. to get ahold of some of the ones that don't exist where your from, or maybe Elec so he could compare differences.. And then he.. he sent this recording. Someone was screaming.. *Quint shivers, not wanting to say anything more about the messages*
I think.. maybe it's safe to call Ballade now, and if he can get away from Punk, he could tell us what happened to Wind.. He must have got away from them, though, to send those messages.
*Quick chuckles, grinning.* All right then Air. Quit hesitating and get to work. I was just trying to help. And Blues does have a good point.
*Air opens the box after messing with the latch on it a little bit. He looks in sadly at the parts, slightly cracked in places, but mostly in good shape otherwise. He shivers a little bit.*
*Crash shakes his head, sighing. He's not exactly paying attention to Tango rubbing against his legs, if just because he's worried.* Typical Wind bullshit. He knows he won't be able to pull it off, but Air won't believe that. *He doesn't mention the fact that Wind was right about the Wily of their universe possibly wanting specimens from another universe. He shivers a little at the mention of screams, having a good idea what type of thing Wind would transmit that would be that disturbing.* If Ballade can come here without getting into trouble, I'd say do it. *He's actually trying to hide the fact that he's a little worried about Quint's brothers.*
*Quint nods and tries to send a message to Ballade. He's a little worried about his brothers, but not too much - if Wind had captured them, Quint has a feeling he'd have bragged about it in those messages. And it seemed unlikely to him that Wind could do them too much harm.*
*Of course, in the Nexus, unlikely things happened often.*
*Given his 'habit' of wandering off after noticing anything shiny or distracting, it didn't take Ballade long to slip away from Punk. They'd already been in different parts of the Nexus when Quint called. He peeks into the cave, making sure there's no one that will tell on him.*
*He frowns a bit when he notices Blues, before walking over to Quint and Crash with a grin. He wasn't going to let Blues spoil his mood.*
Hi! *he snickers still thinking about Wind partly painted blue*
*Quick smirks at seeing Ballade.* Hey there. *He goes back to watching what Air is doing at a distance.
*Air decides it's time to try to see how bad the damage to Flash's body is and bring the box with. He's not sure what Wind did, but he wants to take a look at a few things. Whichever had taken him down had done a number on him. He starts working to get enough of the armor out of the way so that he can access the sections of Flash's internals that he needs to.*
*Crash looks glad to see that Ballade doesn't seem to have been hurt handling Wind.*Hey Ballade. Heard you got the joy of dealing with Wind. *He rolls his eyes a little, showing what he thinks of Wind.*
*Ballade laughs* Yeah! That was fun! Too bad he got away.
He should have just let me paint him blue, so he'd match Mega-brat. I guess he didn't like Punk laughing, but Punk's too heavy to blow away like that when he's in his armor.
And then I got to try to blow him up! *Ballade's grinning, and seems to still be very bouncy and wound-up from the incident* And he couldn't see us cause I spraypainted him in the face first.
Stupid Wind...
Punk almost got him too, but he warped away just before he'd have hit him in his second mode. And he did hit him with a Screw Crusher. And I hit him with a lot of bombs. *He snickers some more*
*Terrorsaur had slipped out for a while. Crowded rooms were no fun, unless everyone was paying attention to him. And even with his ego, he wasn't so stupid he doesn't know when that would be inappropriate. Non-flying xenomecha really weren't his kind of crowd, anyway. Plus he was still feeling a bit claustrophobic from earlier, and being inside wasn't helping.*
*He looks in the cave entrance to check on things and sees Air over by Flash, and that Crash is up.*
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Date: 2005-12-06 07:10 pm (UTC)*Blues looks thoughtful for a moment and adds* You could tell Crash it's a little like being drunk, but without the hangover and other nasty aftereffects.
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Date: 2005-12-06 07:14 pm (UTC)It's ok, this is a safe place. I'm sorry we didn't get to you sooner, we had some trouble outside the building. Are you ok?
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Date: 2005-12-06 07:18 pm (UTC)*He's a little uncertain, and wondering if he should have left earlier, remembering how his presence seemed to disturb Crash at the party - but he'd wanted to make sure Crash would be ok before he left.*
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Date: 2005-12-07 12:24 am (UTC)*Quick chuckles a little.* It'd keep him out of the alcohol for a few days at least. It might even be a nice bit of blackmail material. He's got enough on me from the times he's managed to get me drunk.
*Air watches nervously before getting off the chair.* Hey Crash.
*Crash looks a little confused.* Quint? What happened? Last I remember, I was trying to keep Charge busy... *He shakes his head. Last thing he really remembers was a lot of pain before his systems shutdown due to damage, but he's not about to say that. Crash starts trying to get to his feet slowly.*
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Date: 2005-12-07 05:43 am (UTC)*He heads for the exit, wanting to be outside before he tries to teleport out of the area*
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Date: 2005-12-07 05:47 am (UTC)*She attempts to snuggle and purr when he's not quite on his feet yet...*
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Date: 2005-12-07 06:11 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2005-12-07 06:56 am (UTC)*Air sounding relieved.* Glad to see you're alright, Crash. I was worried. *Air now looks uneasily at the body of Flash. He's actually a bit scared to find out if Flash will be fixable.*
*Crash finds himself being snuggled by Tango while he's trying to get up.* Settle down, Tango. *He lets Quint help him up, but he's still just a bit unsteady on his feet.* How did you guys find out anyways? I didn't think you knew what universe we came from... *Looking over at Air* Just the usual unsteadiness I get on being reactivated. How are you doing, Air?
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Date: 2005-12-07 07:21 am (UTC)*He shivers slightly thinking of Shadow, but stays close to help Crash until Crash isn't as dizzy*
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Date: 2005-12-07 09:02 am (UTC)*Air looks a little surprised at the question.* Of course. I want to get this done and over with. We even brought the stuff out of the locked room here, so we don't have to go back for certain things.
*Crash looks angry on hearing the bit about Wind.* Psychotic bastard. Air's not hurt or anything, is he? *Crash watches Air carefully. He is feeling a bit steadier constantly now, but he's not quite sure walking over there is such a good idea yet.*
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Date: 2005-12-07 09:37 am (UTC)I'm not sure what else happened with Wind. He.. was mad later and started sending messages. Punk and Ballade had to stay in the Nexus. Technically, they have orders not to leave it for now, and Ballade can but if he does and Punk sees he'd be caught. The field in the Nexus dropped. I think they must have done something, but I don't know what.
*He's a little worried about his younger siblings, and wonders if it's safe to call Ballade now that Elec has left and there isn't anyone who'd tell on Ballade*
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Date: 2005-12-07 09:40 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2005-12-07 10:11 am (UTC)*Air walks over to where he remembers leaving the stack with the box with Flash's identification on it.* I know, Quick. I'm not helpless either. I can do this. *Well, he thinks he can at least. Not that he'll say that out loud, of course.*
*Crash winces a bit.* Wind was angry? Then I'm willing to bet he got the worst of it. Do you know what the messages Wind sent were about? *He's a bit worried. If the messages were that bad, shouldn't Air have been able to block then?*
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Date: 2005-12-07 10:48 am (UTC)I think.. maybe it's safe to call Ballade now, and if he can get away from Punk, he could tell us what happened to Wind.. He must have got away from them, though, to send those messages.
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Date: 2005-12-07 11:42 am (UTC)Sometimes wondering about the status of the cat is more stressful than simply looking, and finding out.
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Date: 2005-12-07 02:22 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2005-12-07 09:04 pm (UTC)*Air opens the box after messing with the latch on it a little bit. He looks in sadly at the parts, slightly cracked in places, but mostly in good shape otherwise. He shivers a little bit.*
*Crash shakes his head, sighing. He's not exactly paying attention to Tango rubbing against his legs, if just because he's worried.* Typical Wind bullshit. He knows he won't be able to pull it off, but Air won't believe that. *He doesn't mention the fact that Wind was right about the Wily of their universe possibly wanting specimens from another universe. He shivers a little at the mention of screams, having a good idea what type of thing Wind would transmit that would be that disturbing.* If Ballade can come here without getting into trouble, I'd say do it. *He's actually trying to hide the fact that he's a little worried about Quint's brothers.*
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Date: 2005-12-08 05:20 am (UTC)*Of course, in the Nexus, unlikely things happened often.*
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Date: 2005-12-08 05:48 am (UTC)*He frowns a bit when he notices Blues, before walking over to Quint and Crash with a grin. He wasn't going to let Blues spoil his mood.*
Hi! *he snickers still thinking about Wind partly painted blue*
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Date: 2005-12-08 09:44 am (UTC)*Air decides it's time to try to see how bad the damage to Flash's body is and bring the box with. He's not sure what Wind did, but he wants to take a look at a few things. Whichever had taken him down had done a number on him. He starts working to get enough of the armor out of the way so that he can access the sections of Flash's internals that he needs to.*
*Crash looks glad to see that Ballade doesn't seem to have been hurt handling Wind.*Hey Ballade. Heard you got the joy of dealing with Wind. *He rolls his eyes a little, showing what he thinks of Wind.*
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Date: 2005-12-08 10:15 am (UTC)He should have just let me paint him blue, so he'd match Mega-brat. I guess he didn't like Punk laughing, but Punk's too heavy to blow away like that when he's in his armor.
And then I got to try to blow him up! *Ballade's grinning, and seems to still be very bouncy and wound-up from the incident* And he couldn't see us cause I spraypainted him in the face first.
Stupid Wind...
Punk almost got him too, but he warped away just before he'd have hit him in his second mode. And he did hit him with a Screw Crusher. And I hit him with a lot of bombs. *He snickers some more*
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Date: 2005-12-08 10:26 am (UTC)*He looks in the cave entrance to check on things and sees Air over by Flash, and that Crash is up.*
Need him moved to CR now?
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