Twila@M3 - Monday, January 10, 2000, 7:29 PM --------------------------------------------

============================== Maverick Hunter =============================== Message: 10/32 Posted Author Attn: Galley Mon Jan 10 Swing ------------------------------------------------------------------------------

Swing here. I've got little time to send this - I can't believe how many Joes are here.

If anyone is recieving this, get the Vorpal ready for flight. Those of us rooted in here are going to need some evac assistance come tomorrow. Good Luck. Dragonfire - Board the Vorpal if you can - be prepared for diversionary tactics if needed. ==============================================================================

Wily Plaza - Second Floor Hotel You can almost feel the sumptuous burgundy carpet under your shoes as a bellbot slides up almost silently on ionized hoverjets to help with any bags you may have. One hallway branches off to the left and you assume it leads to the rooms. A small bar/lounge sits off in the darkness of an alcove to the right. Light piano music and hushed conversations barely tinkle their way out to the foyer .The centerpiece of the room is an enormous ornate mahogany desk, manned by several repilceptionists. One of them catches your eye and smiles grandly before asking, "How can I help you today?"

Twila Peterson Before you is a young woman appearing to be within her late teenage years. Measured just over five feet in height. Lengthy, curlish locks of auburn are braided as well as spun around the top of her crown, creating an image of elegance. A fair complexion adds to her delicate features. But there's something about the eyes, her bluish-green orbs, what some refer to as the "windows of the soul". All in all she appears to be a modest bride more of the Renaissance of Europe's 16th century rather than the 21st. At the moment she's wearing a wedding gown of silk and lace which bears the fashion held by an earlier day...as evidenced by the folds and gold trimming. The hem reaches only a few inches above her ankles in the front only to trail to the ground within the back. The train itself appears detachable in order to allow more freedom of movement if necessary. A veil of the same material as the lace on the dress covers her hair of auburn. The young woman never liked heels and never saw a use for them. So...her feet are adorned by white shoes resembling ballarenia slippers. They're...easier for her to manage. And what young bride would be complete without her lovely boque of white and teal roses held within her hands?

The door to said room slides open to allow a single occupant in, albeit not a figure that one would expect to see right now, especially around this time, or this particular person. Eyes narrowed in his usual state of calm disapproval of seemingly everything around him, Bass steps fully in, glancing towards the bed and it's occupant for a few moments before finally speaking. "Well it would appear as if your time is rapidly growing shorter....." he intones.

Twila Peterson glances up from where she's seated, offering the android a small bob her chin. "It would certainly seem so," she states in agreement...meaning her answer in more ways than one.

Bass stares for a moment longer, before turning to walk slowly up to one of the windows, bringing his glare to the outside world, and the preparations in the street below that are rapidly being made for the wedding. "Perhaps I expected that your friends would have acted long before this time arrived." he says quietly, almost contemplative in his tone. With a slow turn, he moves so that his side is facing the open window. "Perhaps they'll act only at the very last moment...." he chuckles, shoulders shaking just a bit. "...as 'heroes' tend to do lately. Perhaps you plan to see what happens and then bring an end to your own life.......or perhaps you plan to go through with it and just try to cope. But I find that one......merely a fairy tale." He then brings his glare back towards Twila again, the faint traces of an amused smirk on his features. "I will grant one thing.....that this certainly is shaping up to be an interesting day.......no matter how it works out."

Twila Peterson perks an eyebrow as she rises to her feet. "And why would I have to take my own life? I fully expect that should nothing come about I won't be allowed to live long enough to be given the choice."

Bass chuckles again. "Perhaps. I don't even begin to know what goes through the old man's head. Nor do I want to." he clasps his hands behind his back, turning to face the window again. "When the wedding has started, I'll be gone." he states suddenly. "Long gone. As for where, not even Wily will know...and it's going to stay that way." the way he states it, as if a hint to Twila herself, that Wily's most powerful warrior would be absent during a time when he may very well need him most....

Twila Peterson tilts her head to the left slightly and merely nods, not really surprised at the ebony knights absence. "Very well," is what she replies after a moment's pause.

Bass inclines his own head, as he watches the street below, and the mulling crowds of people making their preperations. Finally, he turns in a full about-face, pausing once to glance at Twila again. "Then I'll take my leave now. The wedding is going to begin very soon." he states curtly, before beginning to move towards the door.

Twila Peterson silently steps to the side to allow the Robot Master Force Commander passage. She mainatins her tongue until the knight is just about to step out into the hallway. "If it means anything to you, Bass," she states, looking away, "thank you." For what, she doesn't specify.

Bass pauses for a moment at the words, tilting his head to the side ever so slightly, as if to glance back over his shoulder. "Such words usually do mean something to individuals..." he says quietly, "...but not me. I do what I do for my own reasons, not yours..." With that, he steps forward then, out the open door and beyond to the hallway again, leaving Twila alone in the room.

Quint steps into the main lobby of the hotel. As fast as he can, without ruining his neat, neat tuxedo suit, he heads over to Twila's room. There, he knocks on the door a few times, and stands outside impatiently, almost.

Twila Peterson wasn't stating it for Bass's part...but simply for her own piece of mind. She overhears the knocking soon after and answers the door...seeing Quint waiting there. "I suppose it's time..." she says upon stepping out.

<Soon...>

Robotropolis - City Square Welcome to the center of Robotropolis! This houses the nerve center of the entire city: The Wily Plaza! This is town center has BIG and WIDE open area for public gatherings under the pristine awe-inspiring build of the Wily Plaza and in front of it, a giant marble statue of the city's founder: Dr. Albert Wily! He is the greatest thing since Jeremiah Springfield. The square has roads branching off to each major area of the city of Robotropolis, leading to the other great sites the city has to offer both man and robot alike. The sheer perfectness of this city makes you want to drop down on your hands and knees and worship the Wily statue and thanking it for creating such a perfect utopia! But instead, you just stand there and do your normal thing, for the sake of normalcy.

Overdrive Ostrich peers at Elec Man, tipping his tophat. With a ratty-tap-tap of his his tres cool Wily-cane replica from the gift shop, he passes him, narrowing his optic slightly through the glass monocule. He continues to saunter on through.

Chance Asp leaves the still camera alone, holding the push-button for its shutter in one hand. She steps away, watching the others as they file in. Yep. She's still got the video camera in her optic running.

Elec Man eeps and jumps into a seat, as Twila comes into view.

Bass steps out of the huge towers, pausing once to cast a glance to the thronging crowds, then turning to his waiting mechahound. With a quick motion, he steps wordlessly onto the robotic canine's back, and lifts into the air in a whoosh of thrusterfire, blasting into the sky without another word....eventually disappearing from sight.

Quint tips back his impressively fancy top-hat, walking right beside Twila...escorting her. He has a broad smirk on his face, as always. Behind him, Sakugarne doesn't look too happy about his hat...

Twila Peterson maintains a specific calmness and quietness even as she's escorted out of the hotel where she was getting ready for this "occasion"...

============================== Tuxedo Wily [RM] ============================== Before you stands a rather dwarfish old man of evil intent. He stands about 5'7", with a small and elderly body. His hands are wrinkled with age, live spots dotting them. Currently, the old man is dressed in his finest, wearing a rather smashing tuxedo. The black pants look crisp and wrinkle free, with a belt. A large golden clasp in the shape of a skull holds them up around his plump belly. The tuxedo coat is sharp looking, with two tails dangling from behind in that old fashioned style. He wears a rather nice shirt, with frills. Around his collar is a bow tie, another golden skull on the front. He also sports golden skull cufflinks. Are we sensing a trend here? Under his arm, he holds a cane, which seems to be quite old and worn originally, but the large silver skull on the head is polished bright as a shiney new dime.

The old man's face is quite old as well. Duh. His face is wrinkled with the years, a large nose and ears. Under that nose is a large and bushy mustache, which twitches with every movement of his face. He has cold gray eyes, staring at you with intensity and devastating intelligence. Crowning his eyes are a pair busy eyebrows, gray from age, which work like two fuzzy caterpillars. He is mostly bald, except for a weave of wild gray hair around the sides of his hair, giving him the look of a demented Einstein. His smile is wolfish, and his look none too pleasant. Who is this? Why, it's Dr. Wily, in a Tuxedo.

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Swing moves a touch closer, fingering his button cover one more time as he regards Twila with a bit of awe.

Overdrive Ostrich peers at Quint, snickering a little as he sits in a chair, near the front row. He's sure his tophat is better anyways!

Rick Morgan shifts through the crowd some more, unable to get a good look at first, due to the press from all sides. But soon enough, he too comes to finally notice Twila, and he immediately catches his breath at the sight of her, forcing down the bile rising in his throat. Not due to her appearance, but rather the thought at just -why- she's dressed like that. Scowling, he finally pushes to a more acceptable spot in the crowd, elbowing a worker android aside, and fighting down the urge to just rush forward right now and try to liberate her. Teeth grinding hard against one another, he stares, mind racing....

Twila Peterson takes a moment to bite her lower lip even as she's in the process of being led to wherever it is the bride is to walk down the isle to meet with her intended. Intended? Sheeya, right. Oooh...his stomach looks like it could stand a good punch just about now! But, that will have to wait for the vows...

Knight Man clanks and clatters into the square, his movements jerky and heavy with excitement. For the occasion, he has put on a big black bow tie. He waves joyously at the assembled crowd. "Greetings and salutations to all on this festive occasion!"

Chance Asp takes the very first still photo of the day. This is just a test shot. Really. It's of the Wily Plaza itself and the wedding crowd.

Quint stops a moment, allowing Sakugarne, who's not paying too much attention, bounces ahead of him. Quickly, the Elite opens the compartment in the back of Sakugarne's head, where he keeps his wallet among other things, and pulls out a shiney, gold-plated monocle. Now /this/ is a sight to see. He puts it on, changing his face to one of those bland English rich snobs, and can't help but giggle.

Overdrive Ostrich idly taps his Wily-replica cane on the ground in his seat, adjusting his monocle and tophat. Man, he loves that monocle and top hat! And the cane, too. Hey, top hat sounds like 'too-phat', doesn't it? That always used to confuse me, you know. Isn't that funny? I think it is. I'm just rambling.

Skull Man remains silent and respectful of this most momentous occasion for his creator. .oO(Bunch of clowns)Oo.

Chance Asp takes the picture anyway and will be sure to send Elec Man the developer charges. Anyhow, she refocuses it quickly enough.

Turbo Man stands up in his seat and yells "Just so you guys all know... I am better then you are! Now that I have told you all I will not need to repeat myself. And remember he ARE at a wedding NO ARGUEING!"

Twila Peterson begins glancing about herself somewhat nervously as she stands there holding the flowers, her belly doing flip-flops a mile a minute. Sure good thing she hardly ate earlier. She would be depositing it all over the walkway by now.

Blizzard Man looks around and skis about. He spots Dr. Wily and heads over to him.

Elec Man looks pleased with himself. .oO(She didn't notice me. Heh, heh.)Oo.

Turbo Man stands up in his seat and yells "Just so you guys all know... I am better then you are! Now that I have told you all I will not need to repeat myself. And remember he ARE at a wedding NO ARGUEING!" and returns to his seat feeling satisfied and grinning to himself.

Overdrive Ostrich's neck twists around to look behind him, scowling at Turbo Man. "Will yew siddown an' shuttup?"

Swing moves into the front row of guests, his black waist coat buttoned up tightly, his blue hair still braided elaborately about his face, shrouding it just a touch. He glances up at Twila and then across the hordes of Robot Masters. A slight and thin smile passes over his face.

Dr. Wily emerges from his tent, with Knight Man next to him. He smiles brightly, almost devilishly as he begins to make his way towards the stand, taking his place. He looks towards the pastor and nods. "I believe we are ready to begin," he says, and smiles. The pastor nods, and Wily turns towards the band and nods. The band begins to play the wedding march, a slow and rhythmic tune, Wily placing his cane in front of his and watching down the aisle...

Elec Man says, "Yeah, no kidding. This is a wedding, so no..."

Dr. Pavel Cossack walks up dressed as dapper as he can be. His smile as phony as can be makes his way down to the procession following the usher to a seat next to swing. "Hello son."

Elec Man sees Dr. Wily and falls suddenly silent.

Blizzard Man skis over to Dr. Wily and asks, "Sir, what would you like me to do?" He looks odd in that black bow tie.

Chance Asp keeps her video camera carefully focused on Wily, letting the still point itself at where the wedding will take place.

Rick Morgan bites his own lower lip, almost a duplicate motion of that of Twila herself. He continues moving slowly forward through the crowd, pausing now and then as he bumps into one android, or human, and so it goes onwards. With a quick motion, he finally pushes to the front of one line of spectators, pulling his jacket that much tighter around his shoulders. He nearly panics for a second as he hears the music...and loses sight of Twila, but quickly spots her again. As the music begins, he swallows hard for one moment, hands curling into fists....

The WilyDragon bends over and snorts a small gout of flame over Elec Man.

Knight Man accompanies Dr. Wily towards his fate, as it were, and his bearing is more proud than it has ever been, if that is entirely possible. He nervously adjusts his bow tie once and he clangs along with Dr. Wily, the sound of his movements nearly drowning out the music for any nearby.

Dr. Wily whispers to Blizzard Man: '... ... ... return to ... seat!'.

Elec Man leans back in his chair and crosses his arms. He starts at the flame, his eyes wide. "Easy, boy."

Overdrive Ostrich falls silent, tapping his cane on the ground and shifting in his chair a little. He does not turn fully around, however, allowing his neck to twist around to watch Wily.

Twila Peterson turns her head to look at the Master who made such a perfect bellow. Well, that really calmed her nerves. Oh, sure...they did. Ick. She doesn't really see Swing, Rick, or anyone else within the crowd that she knows. The young woman feels her spirits begin plummeting...although she fights them. She'll have a nervous breakdown later. But for right now, need to keep steady and alert. .oO(Wonder who plays escort...strange that this wedding wasn't rehearsed...)Oo.

Blizzard Man nods and walks to a seat and sits.

Twila Peterson .oO(I'll get my chance to punch him...I'll get my chance to punch him...I hope...)Oo.

Overdrive Ostrich continues to sit respectfully in his seat near the front row, tapping his cane on the ground and wearing his monocle and top hat.

Chance Asp continues to hold the video camera optic steadily pointing at Wily. After a small prelude the inevitable wedding march begins to play...

Quint surprisingly bows to Twila. "Madam, if you would come with me..." he says with a soft smirks as he offers his arm to Twila. Quite the gentleman, Quint is. Nah, not really. Quint is talking in a really poor English accent...

Elec Man rolls his eyes at Quint.

Blizzard Man sits quietly, his ski poles attached together to make a cane, his skis kept perfectly still, his black tie on his neck. He seems dressed up, despite the fact that he isn't.

Astro Man has his holopods recording the event as well. Swing shifts his blue hair once, tossing the braids across one side as he peers up sidelong at the ceremony. o ( This is pretty twisted...)

Dr. Pavel Cossack nudges Swing. "Vhat can ve do? She sure does look lovely though?"

Dr. Wily smiles darkly, and his chest swells with evil as he awaits for Twila to come towards the altar. Soon, oh yes, soon, all the Maverick Hunter's secrets, along with Rock and his 'mojo' shall be his! Bwahahahahahaha!

Swing passes his notepad to the Doc.

Twila Peterson takes in a need breath and takes Quint's arm...really wanting to pull it out of socket. But she can't, so she doesn't. Instead she takes his gently as her other arm bears her flowers...walking down the isle with such elegance and grace which hides her true thoughts on the matter rather quite well. "If I must," she mumbles back as they walk...not really feeling the need to let her opinions go silent much longer.'

Rick Morgan shifts uncomfortably, one foot to the next, his attention to the wedding itself is unwavering, his entire posture almost suggestive of being ready to pounce. Though as for what, it's unknown at the moment.

Chance Asp takes one of her still pictures of Wily smiling at the altar, for posterity. Smile, you're on Chance Camera.

Dr. Pavel Cossack glances at Swing and nods writing more on the pad.

Quint slowly leads up toward the Doctor's alter. Soon, Twila will be his! Heheheheheehe!! *cough* He shifts from his fraudulant accent, though keeping monocle and hat. "There y'are. 'njoy!"

Knight Man shifts around nervously behind Dr. Wily, as he watches Twila approach, making his armor clank loudly. He looks apologetically at Wily for the noise, and freezes, standing perfectly still.

Blizzard Man looks around with complete ease, he expects no problems. Looks like somebody forgot to take the lens cap off.

Twila Peterson takes a brief moment to stick her tongue out at Quint before turning her attentions forward to the alter, not sparing Wily a look of complete and utter disgust.

Quint sticks his tongue back out at Twila, mockingly. "I /said/ enjoy. What's 'matter with that? ....Meanie!"

Chance Asp, unfortunately, misses Twila with her tongue out with the still camera. Instead she adjusts the focus at the altar.

Overdrive Ostrich taps his cane on the ground, a genuine Wily-replica, obtainable at $14.99 at the Robotroplis-gift shop! He has his cool top hat cocked forward as he sits there near the front row, poking his grinning Maverick head up. Taking advantage of his long neck, he grins a beaked Maverick grin right into the camera as it passes over the crowd, although he soon brings his head back down and returns to watching the commencing wedding.

Twila Peterson hmphs, not really responding to Quint's gesture. Enjoy herself? How can she possible enjoy herself? She stands there at the alter, holding down her bile.

Chance Asp completely ignores Overdrive and settles the camera. For the benefits of any techies running microphones for the news network, she gives a thumbs-up behind the still.

Swing twists his button cover once again, a faint *click* can be heard.

Dr. Pavel Cossack nods to Swing. His eyes water as he recalls him and his wife being married down in the ogrky. Oh what wonderful times those vhere.

Blizzard Man looks around and grins and nods to various people. He answers questions and tells some various anecdotes.

Dr. Wily awaits as Twila comes towards the altar and smiles. The music ceases and the pastor steps forward, with his bible in hand, dressed in his religious robes. He awaits for Wily to dispatch Quint with a sharp crack of his cane. *WHACK* And thus, with justice served, the pastor knows he is ready to begin.

"Dearly beloved, we are gathered here today to witness the joining of two souls..." He continues on for a bit, since the emitter doesn't know the whole thing.(Have you ever tried to recite this?). Wily rolls his eyes throughout the entire ceremony, and finally the pastor comes up to the important parts, "Do you, Dr. Albert Wily, take this woman to be your lawfully wedded wife? To have, to hold, to love in both sickness and in health, for as long as ye both shall live?"

"Yes yes," Wily says nonchalantly.

The pastor quirks an eyebrow and Wily and looks towards Twila, "And do you, Twila Peterson, take this man to be your lawfully wedded husband---"

"Yes, yes, she does, I assure you," Wily interrupts. "Can we please move on?"

The pastor coughs. "Ahem, do you have the ring?" Wily produces the ring and slips it onto Twila's finger, smiling darkly. "If there is anyone who does not think that these two should not be wed..." Wily throws a dark glance at the crowd, daring them, "Let them speak now or forever hold their piece." A moment's pause. "And with the power invested in me by God and the state of Skull Island, I now prononce you man and--"

Megaman is here, and he has been the whole time, sitting with the rest of the Maverick Hunters. He is sitting his 'tummy' in a knot. Or at least a good facsimile of the emotion.

Chance Asp takes a few photos through the whole thing, especially of the ring being slipped on. Her video camera whirrs as it focuses on various faces near the altar. Chance Asp gets a good shot of Quint, too. Getting hit. Predictable.

Quint ows! He mumbles to himself, "Stupid old crank. What did I do to deserve that?" he suddenly gets louder, interrupting the wedding. "Well? What did I do to deserve that whack?!"

Turbo Man grabs Quint and puts his hand over his mouth. "I got him under control Pops"

Quint squirms about, waving his body side to side as Turbo Man grabs him. "MRRRRPH!!!!"

The WilyDragon ROAAAAR at Quint and brings up a massive foot to step on top of the Elite, keeping him interrupting...

Blizzard Man sits in his seat and surveys the scene, he looks so strangely ordinary in that bow tie.

Twila Peterson swings a rather wide-eyed gaze towards the mad scientist as he goes about to presume to speak for her. She doesn't care whether or not she's surrounded by these creatures who could kill her in just half a second. Dropping down her flowers she balls her hand into a fist and hulls it back, aiming for the old man's face. "Feel THIS kind of power, you absolute *creep!!!"

Blizzard Man grins at Quint's capture and whispers, "Heh, he finally got what's coming to him."

Ballade is standing at Wily's side. His usual armor has been replaced by a nifty tuxedo, and his blond hair is combed back in a respectable manner. One of his eyes is fixed on the crowd and the other is fixed on Wily and his bride-to-be. His arms are folded behind his back. A scanner behind his eyes instantly relays all the security of the ceremony. As Twila gets uppity Ballade removes one hand from behind his back and gives Wily the "want me to kill her quickly or slowly look."

Turbo Man is nearly hit with the stomp and looks at the dragon glaring as he grabs Quint and holds his mouth shut again.

Skull Man stands silently watching over the situation, apparently the one and only of Wily's Masters who knows when to pipe down and allow the Master of all to handle the situation undisturbed. He isn't particularly dressed up, but in his regular black and white looks formal enough anyway.

Dr. Wily gets socked in the jaw by Twila, his head snapping back and Wily himself, being of such frail body, hits the ground like a sack of wet mice. The pastor blinks and says, "This wedding is over! My bill's in the mail!" The pastor then HEADS FOR THE HILLS as the chaos begins to ensue.

Chance Asp keeps clicking. Oh look, a nice shot of Wily getting slugged. Wonder how much he'll pay to never have that picture shown in public? Another of Wily on his ... behind. And a third of Quint getting stepped on, squish. These are going to be nice blackmail pictures.

Elec Man says, "Is it time for the reception now?"

Overdrive Ostrich's beaked grin opens, snickering as he bends over his cane, his monocule slipping off as he begins to cackle quietly at the scene, his tophat falling off too. He rears back, his long neck cackling and cackling at the scene.

Quint now comes in an extra-squishy variety! "Ow......Wily, what was /that/ for. You're not supposed to do that in a wedding..." he glances down. "AH!! My...my tux...this is...this is...good...the doc will never have those funds again! Hehehehe...ow, my head, my beautiful head...and my hat..."

Astro Man blinks, "Oh shoot!" Watchingn Wily fall back and Twila popping him one in the jaw.

Blizzard Man stands and looks around and says, "Uh-oh..."

Dr. Pavel Cossack looks Swing. After all he's the only male next to Rick in this crowd. It could get ugly and he'd never have a chance. whispers to Swing "I don't like this!"

Swing cracks a smile at Twila's reaction, but is also prompts him to slip out of his seat as he quickly shuffles through the rows, his limb frame allowing him to skitter along.

Turbo Man runs as fast as he can to protect his Pop and glares at Twila.

Knight Man screams loudly, almost girlishly, as he sees the great and powerful and magnificent, etc., Dr. Wily get socked in the jaw. "My liege!! Are you injured!!"

A cold burst of ice flows across the high rooftops where a dark figure steps to the edge to observe the actions taking place. Cold eyes narrow at the scene, round frosted ears twitching to the different noises.

Chance Asp actually takes sides. She grabs the still camera and, holding it up to her head, begins to move closer to the altar.

Blizzard Man skis quickly to Dr. Wily and asks, "Sir, are you alright?" He looks around. His hope dying out.

(Ch. B []) Dr. Pavel Cossack transmits: 'Ve have a bad situation over here.'.

(Ch. B []) Magma Dragoon transmits: 'I have arrived on the scene nearby... what is going on Dr. Cossack?'

Feedback is standing with everyone else just watching this not liking it any more than most people, well except the Rms. They're probably loving it. He grins as Twila gives the doc what he deserves and then looks over at everyone else for orders, "So, what do we do now?"

Megaman stands up from his position it the crowd, .oO( Damn it Rock, you really are being more like me)Oo. "In addition to the Bride, I object..." A large smile crosses his lips, "As do my Hunters....I suggest you return Ms. Petterson to us and let us leave your fair city Dr. Wily."

Twila Peterson starts backing away even as Wily hits the ground, pulling of the ring as if it bore the plague itself, looking as if she's getting herself ready to run. A hand sweeps back and she looses the train to her dress immediately as she looks about for an escape route. "Wily, it's not binding unless I say 'I do'...and I don't!"

(Ch. B []) Dr. Pavel Cossack transmits: 'Choas! Advising ve get Ms Peterson and RUN.'.

Quint gets up slowly. "Owwieeee...*sniff*" He glances about, seeing what's happening exactly. "Doctor can get pummelled for all I care...my head hurts to much to care. Sakugarne, go teach that WilyDragon a lesson!" Sweatdropping, Sakugarne quickly hops out of Robotropolis.

Magma Dragoon leaps through the shadows that are cast across the tops of buildings here and there. He remains hidden for now but Radio contact is certain to be established though.

Overdrive Ostrich cackles louder, falling over in his seat. As guests already begin to leave, he scrambles to his feet, throwing his cane away. "Yeeehaw! Now this is how to throw a weddin'!" He cackles loudly once more, cracking his neck in a long, snakelike motion, and jumping up upon a nearby table, the Maverick peering about with a wide grin.

Skull Man rises slowly and casually walks up to his master, at a nonchalant pace, plasma cannon swinging at his side and just the slightest little bit powered up. Upon reaching Wily himself through the ensuing chaos, he asks "everything under control sir?"

(Ch. B []) Megaman transmits: 'stand your ground, Violence is the last possibility.'.

Swing makes his way into the second row, angering a few folks which he silences with a cold stare. Popping over the last row, he tosses his braids over his shoulder. "Make it three." he chimes in.

Elec Man hops through the crowd toward Twila, a light charge building in his arms.

Dr. Wily gets back up, rubbing his jaw. "I /tried/ to do it the easy way!" he says, "I tried to romance you! TOLERATE YOU! But you had to make things DIFFICULT!" Wily brings up his cane and stamps it on the ground. "I went through /TWO/ heart attacks, a burned crotch and my MOTHER in order to make you MINE!" Wily seems to be VERY upset. He brings his cane down towards the audience. "And for such insolence, there can be only ONE punishment! Robot Masters! Capture Miss Peterson! If she will not suit my plans in life, then DEATH is her only option!" Wily begins to posture and laugh.

(Ch. B []) Magma Dragoon transmits: 'Agreed... -I- shall not run.'.

Blizzard Man accidentally steps into Twila's way, doing something right for once. "Why? Didn't we do enough for you? I even got you this nice snocone machine." He looks hurt.

Turbo Man takes his position around the bride Astro Man hovers above the area towards Twila.

In an instant, Ballade's tuxedo rips off and reveals the shining purple armor beneath. The elite was read for such an instance. Squads of Joes begin to march into the square, intent on keeping military discipline, via Ballade's orders. Ballade himself, instantly trains his blasters on Twila's head. He obtains a target lock and hisses, "Remember my vow to you, Mrs. Peterson? If you move I will vaporize the side of your head." The elite fires a warning shot that streaks within inches of the reporter's face, to emphasize his point. Elec Man says, "That's the spirit, boss!"

Chance Asp takes an even better shot of Twila dropping the train on her dress and removing the ring. "Hey, keep the shots away from me, I just work here!"

Quint shakes his head, actually standing up for himself. "Doctor, you shall feel my wrath! One day...you'll fear the POWER OF QUINT!! Bwahahahahaha...ow..." Overdrive Ostrich hops down off the table as the joes come in, sorta, slinking off near a building, staying near an alley.

(Ch. B []) Mirage transmits: 'Keep me posted...I'll be quick to run out of the vorpal..'.

Twila Peterson watches as she's surrounded. Oh dear. "You forget to add your finances. Check your account. The rest was donated to the International heart society." What's this...is she egging Wily on...purpose?

Elec Man chortles at Chance Asp. "If you get in the way, don't blame us!" He makes it to Twila and lands lightly.

Turbo Mans body begins to ignite as he prepars his Scorch Wheel attack for all who dare to attack. [OOC] Blizzard Man says, "Hey, Twila, answer me damn it." Megaman pages Ballade and Twila Peterson: I guess that is my only option. :D Yamato Man has arrived. [OOC] Yamato Man returns from OOCness. Knight Man has to suppress his sobs of despair/outrage at seeing the wonderful Dr. Wily attacked. He clasps his fist over his chest in salute to his orders, and begins forcing his way through the crowd, moving with all the speed he is known for, reaching the breakneck speed of a brisk walk.

Turbo Man uses his street smarts and says "Pop please leave before you get hurt."

Dr. Wily begins to pull his hair out and says, "GET HER! I will sell her on the black market PIECE BY PIECE to get my money back!"

Swing gives the button cover a final twist and reaches under his waist coat, but does not withdraw it yet, seeing as he's been able to inch his way as close as possible.

Blizzard Man glows with whitness as he charges up his snowball cannon. "Everyone settle down!" He looks somewhat sad. "Everyone, please sit down!"

Quint walks up to his master and just glares at him. GLARES, I say!

Magma Dragoon stands atop a nearby building overlooking the scene now. His macrobinoculars are out and viewing the situation. He watches....... waiting...... his burning spirit raging within him, he prepares for the worst.

Chance Asp hesitates, but moves toward Twila, more interested in how much money she'd get as a reward for catching her then anything else. Her still camera gets put to one side, hiding it from getting stepped on.

Dr. Pavel Cossack stands with the crowds trying to look as conspicus as can be.

Megaman starts to push his way through the crowd shouting as he does. "Everyone down!!!" His form is glowing and soon the X armors dons his form. His Buster is humming with power.

Swing forces his way up to one of the barriered Joes and flashes his press pass, which gives him the split second he needs to get past the line and up to Twila's position.

Astro Man turns on his anti gravity systems as the activate with a dull hum, his enegry focusing on Twila as he is trying to levitate her above the crowds.

Elec Man says, "Hey, Rock! You ready to lay down your life? You may have beat me in the past, through luck, but it's not happening this time!"

(Ch. B []) Magma Dragoon transmits: 'I knew you had a plan old friend. Backup's on it's way now Rock.'. (Ch. B []) Megaman transmits: 'Plan??!?'. (Ch. B []) Feedback transmits: 'Yeah, you know. The things that we're going to do so that we all get out alive. You do have one, right?'.

Twila Peterson ignores the Masters even if they do speak to her. All she's concerned about is that they're drawing ever closer. She takes view of the closest one to her, regardless if he has a gun pointed at her or not, and removes her veil. She proceeds in tossing that as well as a small strobe that Swing had passed onto her...throwing it right at him in a brief hope of edging further away...

Cryo Tyger lifts a frosted optic brow at a heat sensation, turning his head slightly to the side to notice Magma Dragoon close by. His tigerish cold face gives a light but cold grin, turning his gaze back down. "....interesting situation....we have here.....no?" He questions coldly, breathing out frosted air with each word said to the fire Hunter.

Turbo Man yells at Rock "I'm not gonna be so easily defeated by your punk team!"

(Ch. B []) Mirage transmits: 'What's going on...is something wrong?'.

Blizzard Man hasn't moved any closer to Twila since he got to the altar. He looks around, trying to snowball any trouble makers.

Turbo Man thinks "Yes I get to test my strength on Blues himself.... What could be greater!?"

Elec Man is currently ignoring Twila as he moves threateningly toward Megaman.

Magma Dragoon springs from his position to the ground far below revealing his presence with a shining blade. He lands and turns to face whoever opposes him. He makes his way quickly towards Rock to cover him as he shouts commands into his radio.

Skull Man stands next to Wily with arms crossed, looking rather rediculously calm for the situation. His emerald eyes sweep with ease across the scene, arms crossed, plasma cannon glowing a bit more brightly from within now. Wily's "Bodygaurd" has apparently failed him for some reason twice before in about a week- three times with the blow to the jaw, and Skull Man is not about to let him be hurt again.

Chance Asp turns around, heading back for the altar. "Doctor! Doctor Wily! What's the reward for catching the bride?"

The dreaded WilyDragon looks about, roaring in anger at all the noise. It picks up Wily, who takes his place on the head of the mighty WilyDragon. "ROBOT MASTERS!" he says, "Do not let her escape!" Wily rants as he brings up his cane. "Ballade! Handle Mega Man! NOW!" He points his cane to the rest of the Robot Masters. "Do not let her escape!"

(Ch. B []) Magma Dragoon transmits: 'What? I am unable to have a sense of humor? Hunters, keep any fire away from Rock and Twila... block the shots with your body if you have to...'

Roll takes cover with any other innocent(?!) bystanders, going along with her current disguise as one until she can find the best opportunity to intervene, if necessary.

Swing sees Twila go for the device he gave her, and wisely shields his eyes, continuing forth until he calls out. "Twila!" he says, still sporting the formal attire. "Toldja I'd make it." he says with a cavalier smirk, looking for the effects of the strobe device.

Elec Man grumbles as somebody else (granted much more qualified) is told to take on Megaman.

Overdrive Ostrich continues to stick near the alley, the sonic generators over his hands humming steadily as they charge energy. He waits for the time when full out chaos erupts, a bit trigger happy. Apparently its been confirmed that he's the only Maverick here.

Turbo Man looks at Twila and begins to think "O crap here we go!" Closes his eyes and continues to charge up his schorch wheel attack.

Ballade fires another warning shot, this one directly one inch in front of Twila's face, "A wise woman would have listened. Oh well, I suppose your life ends now, woman." There is an edge of contempt in the Elite's voice. He charges up his blasters again and prepares to make an end of Peterson. "I promised you I would kill you if you hurt the master, it seems I can make good on my word."

Blizzard Man skis straight toward the crowd and starts directing them out of there. "Yes, please do this in an orderly fashion..." etc. He points them away as fast as he can.

Turbo Man looks at Magma Dragoon and says "Alright! I'll take the Dragoon..." Then grins evily as he watches the Dragoon uneasily.

Astro Man hover over towards Ballade, "Ballade! You have other orders, you have to handle Mega Man! I don't want you to get in trouble with the doctor for not obeying his orders."

Skull Man follows the doctor's rise atop his dragon for a second, and then turns over to the woman about to be executed by Ballade with that unmistakable somebody's-about-to-die glow in his eyes, completely fixated upon her, willing her to fall even before Ballade releases his blast. This should be interesting...

Magma Dragoon listens to the call out that Turbo Man gives. He smirks big as his hand reaches to his blade while his other hand tosses aside his tattered cloak. "Very well, but be warned that you have made a grave mistake."

Elec Man stands somewhat near Twila cackling insanely and continuing to charge up.

Megaman's buster is now at full charge, he brings it up to bare against Ballade, "You, slimy tin can. Don't you dare touch her." There is a blast of plasma aimed carfully at the Elite Master.

Turbo Man grins evily "Mistake this!" and hucks his scorch wheel at Dragoon. Turbo Man looks amazed as he misses his shot at Magma Dragoon.

Chance Asp is - well - still there, on her coils, trying to figure out profit versus risk. A lot of risk, but WIly does pay well - except right now he's broke. Hmm. Decisions, decisions. Eventually, she gives up and slithers toward the brawl, putting up her forcefield for personal protection.

Elec Man chuckles. "Need a hand, Turbo Man?"

Twila Peterson takes her chance while Ballade is rather distracted and heads towards the direction where she heard the farmiliar voice. Within her haste she doesn't recognize it at first...but it;s something to head for. "Swing...?!"

Swing staggers to Twila's side, looking at Ballade and biting back the pit in his stomach as he hears Megaman's voice. "C'mon - we gotta get while the gettings good...."

Magma Dragoon steps quickly towards the side as the wheel of flame races past. He extends his blade but lunges forward with his other hand striking out with his fist. "Here! Try this fool!"

Dr. Wily continues to rant and rave as he sits atop his WilyDragon. "Get them! GET THEM!" he says, pointing his cane to his various Masters and pointing towards the enemy. "No one leaves MY city!" he says, "I want her to be in my custody ASAP!"

Turbo Man says, "Hhelp couldn't hurt Electric Man."

Elec Man says, "That's ELEC Man."

Turbo Man flys back past Elec Man and quickly regains his fighting stance and fire his headlight lasers at the Dragoon.

Twila Peterson nods readily to to reploid, trying to keep herself steady as she latches onto him with one hand and picking up the rim of her dress with the other. "Which way?"

Elec Man casually saunters up to Turbo Man, looking bored at the carnage.

Chance Asp hesitates, glowing blue, looking around in the brawl. "Stop the bride!" she bellows, not because she can see Twila's leaving but more on general principle. "Bring her back!"

Knight Man increases his speed, now approaching the dangerous speed of a slow jog. He grumbles inside his helmet in frustration, as Twila begins to easily outdistance him.

Turbo Man looks amazed as his attack misses yet again. "This CAN'T BR RIGHT!"

Elec Man says, "They don't build them like they used to, eh, Turbo Man?"

Swing spins and begins to pull Twila down the altar with one hand. As a line of Joes shuffle up, he bursts into his Hunter armor and clubs the leading reploid, looking for his teammates to clear a path. In a blast of static energy, Jake Gershwin morphs into the powerized Maverick Hunter, Swing!

Magma Dragoon calls out to Mega Man as he nears his position. "Well? Get a move on! I'll cover you!" He spins back towards Elec Man and Turbo Man. "You need to share... prepare yourself." He runs a few steps and jets towards Elec Man with his knee extended. "YAAA!"

Elec Man says, "A move on?"

Roll pushes her way through the crowd to get back to where Rick is.

Twila Peterson tightens her grip, just looking wide-eyed infront of her. Too many things going on at once for her to comments much on it all. So, she does what she can to keep in mind what's infront and around her as she's pulled along by Swing behind the alter.

Elec Man looks around and notices Twila making a getaway. "Nuts. Who let that happen?"

(Ch. B []) Zero transmits: '*yawn* Something going on?'.

Cryo Tyger speaks into his radio for a moment, gazing down upon the chaos below as his cold eyes narrow more, locking system tracking everyone but having great trouble doing so. "...what...have I gotten myself into...." He questions himself coldly, awaiting orders if he should actually do anything.

(Ch. B []) Mirage transmits: 'Apparently not Zero...'. (Ch. B []) Zero transmits: 'Ayup, I figured as much.'. (Ch. B []) Magma Dragoon transmits: 'Mirage, Swing... help Cossack!'

Swing pulls Twila along, doing his best to shield her while he gives the Joes the business end of the nightstick.

Skull Man stands silent and still, surveying everything, taking it in, an unsettling and out of place attitude... Once again he is a director, a chess master, and all the pieces of both sides play according to his unstated whims, but he himself makes no attack. .o(Orders be damned... The woman has caused Wily enough grief, let her go. If I am to be punished however severely in return for preventing Wily's... deactivation..., then so be it.)o.

Elec Man happens to notice the incoming knee in time to avoid it. "Aha! Now, Turbo Man, observe how it's done!"

Chance Asp, still hanging around the stand, stops right in front of Swing, coils blocking the easy way out. "Not so fast. I can make a /mint/ of catching you, an absolute /mint/!"

Mirage runs into the area as fast his legs can carry, he quickly looks around for Doctor Cossack, "Doctor!".

(Ch. B []) Swing transmits: '*hrk* Little busy right now....'. (Ch. B []) Magma Dragoon transmits: 'App *ungh* apparently so!'.

Dr. Pavel Cossack tries to kick and push through the crowd pulling the laser pistol out and waving to Mirage "Over here!"

Elec Man shifts his weight from foot to foot, almost dancing, as he wheels his arms around. Suddenly he lashes out with an electrically charged hand. "Eat it, buddy!"

Cryo Tyger remains still from his high position, keeping still as he watches.

Twila Peterson attempts to keep up with Swing while...trying to keep herself from being rather injured. Of course, since the reploid is doing battle with the Joes she's forced to let go of Swing's hand in the process...

Swing stops up short and sees the non-robot master make a move to stop him. "I don't have time for this...." he growls, manipulating his hand into a cannon, a net cowling springs forth and expands rapidly towards the blockading reploid.

Ballade's arm is slammed backwards as one of the trio of shots strike it. The shot fired from it goes terribly wide, and there is now a smoking and rather prominent wound on the arm of the Elite. Ballade, completely unfazed, whirls upon his attacker. "Dr. Wily has ordered your destruction, you wretched creature. It is not often I actually hate something, Rock. Feel honored, and acknowledge that it is the last thing you shall ever feel." The Elite flips forward and springs towards Megaman with a barrage of punches and kicks. He starts with a spinning roundhouse, which ends in two forward punches to the solarplexis. Ballade finishes the combo with a grab at the throat and an attempt at a raised chokeslam.

Mirage sees the laser and a waving hand, then he hears, "Over here!". Mirage quickly runs toward the voice and proceeds to push through the crowd. "Move please!!". He finally arrives at the Doc, "Ok..what's the situation?".

Sting Chameleon scuttles in from the far end of the district- emerging from the teleportation units as a misty, transparent cloak. This of course, serves little in itself to totally hide his presence, and he darts to a discreet alley to observe the happenings, undisturbed for the moment.

Chance Asp blinks, ducking down. The net hits the field around her, which dissipates - but gives her enough time to dart out from under it. Chance leaps off her own coils, trying to bite Swing's shoulder and hang on. "Oh no you don't," she tries to say, but it comes out more like "Oh no y'd'n't" because of the mouth - but the intention is clear.

Dr. Pavel Cossack struggles to get out of the crowd. "You're the tightened. Block for me!" as he leans forward into crouch and starts to huff and puff on to him.

Magma Dragoon whirls his arm back and nearly touches the ground. He flips backward landing near Swing, "Swing... keep up the good work!" He turns back towards his battle and races towards Turbo Man now. He leaps into the air and comes down hard in a vertical direction. "ROAAAAR!" his feral dragonesque voice roars out.

Elec Man urks. "Hey! What? No way! How can I keep missing?"

Dr. Wily continues to rant atop his dragon. "That's it! My dreaded WilyDragon!" The dragon roars in response. "Prepare to incinerate all of these fools!" he says, swinging his cane about. The Wilydragon ROAAAAAAAAARS and begins to move, it's massive bulk shuddering as it twists and begins to carry Wily down the street towards the battle. This is the cue to LEAVE, by the way. The massive dragon continues down the street, stopping in front of the battles and beginning to swell as the temperature within the area begins to rise. The dragon's maw begins to glow brightly as whisps of smoke begin to emerge from his nose.

It is definitly...time...to...GO!

Rick Morgan is already a blur of motion as chaos breaks out. He pauses only long enough to glance over his shoulder, noticing Roll coming near, and manages a quick shout, "Get clear of the crowd!" to her, before finally launching forward, his powerful cybernetic legs propelling him easily into the air, and over the heads of most of the crowd. At seeing Swing guiding the bride to be to safety, he ponders moving off to help clear the path, but it doesn't take long for him to see her get separated either. "Twila!" he calls out, his voice lost to the crowd and chaos, as he begins to dart in and out of the figures at top speed, homing -right- in on her form.

Astro Man hovers over towards Twila, and Chance, keeping behind the snake as he states, "You're interfering in Robot Master business, step aside and I will handle it from here!" he states.

Mirage smiles, "Of course Doctor!". He proceeds to put his arms out in front of him and begins walking forward. "Out of the way...coming through, make a path people!!". Soon enough there's a clear walking area for the doctor.

Astro Man looks towards Asp sternly.

Swing recoils as the bite slices up his forearm and he falls back. "Get off me - Dr. Wily will crush you just the same as me..." he whirls around to find Twila, but finds she's slipped back a touch. "Twila!" he calls, shoving off the serpentine reploid as he dives back into the whipped and frothy crowd of guests and Joes.

Enker stands atop the building overlooking the frayed and tattered remains of a wedding, his Mirror Buster in his hand, vertical, and perched against the cleft of the roof'

Magma Dragoon stands in a defensive position... he then sees the Dragon approaching. "Pudu!" He takes another glance at his opponents as he remains defensive.

Enker stands atop the building overlooking the frayed and tattered remains of a wedding, his Mirror Buster in his hand, vertical, and perched against the cleft of the roof's ridge, to give him a leaning support. His eyes wonder towards the incoming WilyDragon, then back to the peons scurrying below. He almost laughs.

Elec Man says, "I'll be, he speaks Huttese."

Dr. Pavel Cossack is almost half way yelling "Miss Peterson!" His Tux jacket is gone now as he forces his way out. He looks like Rollin Hand in Mission:Impossible. Daboniar,handsome and angry as heck!

Astro Man argues with Chance, giving Swing a chance to silp away before their escape is noticed.

Twila Peterson is prodded away by the swirling masses ands further away from her apparent savior...until another one pushes himself ever closer. "Rick?" she cries above the howering din.

Turbo Man falls to the ground but quickly gets back up. and aims his exhaust pipes at magma "Try this one!"

Megaman smirks inwardly, .oO( Oh yeah, one of Wily's creations not hating, that's a laugh)Oo. Megaman reaches behind him as the Robot decends on him grasping for his sheild ... of course it isn't there and he finds himself ill prepared for the barrage of attacks that send him stumbling backwards, he manages to fall over backwards avoiding the chokehold. As he lay on the ground he sees the looming presence of the Wily Dragon... he scrables to his feet and just starts to run.

(Ch. B []) Magma Dragoon transmits: 'Are we prepared to depart?...'. (Ch. B []) Mirage transmits: 'ugh..well...not..exactly..'. (Ch. B []) Megaman transmits: 'Everyone get clear -now- Wily isn't joking with that thing...We'll all be little more than pools of iron compounds."'.

Chance Asp falls off, bouncing. She regains her coils instead of her feet and tries to follow, but is blocked by the Joes and her slow mode of travel. She yells out, "Dammit, I was so close to the jackpot! So close!" She turns to Astro Man. "You took that away from me! You!" She jumps up as high as she can, barely able to reach - she just tries to twist enough to get to Astro Man and hurts herself as much when she lands.

Skull Man looks up at the dragon- apparently the only one to do so (bunch of clowns)-, shrugs, and nonchalantly walks away from the middle of things where he has been standing, perfectly willing to let the fools slaughter one another over the worthless girl.

Elec Man suddenly loses concentration on Magma Dragoon and settles for laughing insanely some more. "There will be no tomorrow! Bahahahahahaha!"

"Yagh!" Rick hollers, pushing forward, and flipping right over one androids head, finally landing very near to Twila herself. Without even waiting, he reaches out and seizes a hand around her wrist, wanting nothing more than to just give her a hug like a big brother who's found his sister after years of absence. But....that'll have to wait afterall, what with the sudden chaos and impending hurt with the Wilydragon. "No time for anything else!" he calls, his grip iron-like as he hefts her up into his own hold. "We gotta go.....NOW!"

(Ch. B []) Rick Morgan transmits: 'I got her I got her! Get the heck outta here!'

Magma Dragoon takes a quick breath as the exhaust emits fourth. He stands... allowing it to pass over him as his green optics shine through the thick smoke. As it passes he makes a final lunge forward as he ignites his fist for a devastating attack. His whole body ignites then and he releases the pent up energy. "YAAAAAAA!!!" The temperature rises.

Swing smacks another Joe in the head as several of them gang-mob him at once. As he spies Rick out of the corner of his eye, a smile comes to his face as he hammers another Joe in the gut, while yet another puts a stranglehold on him. He still relentlessly fights his way against the panicked crowd, which is now rapidly dispersing thanks to Dr. Wily. "Mmm...Time to check out..." he mutters, picking up his baton, he catches up with the others, booking into a full run.

Roll ducks down, dodging the flurries of individual chaos of the battles all around her, the loud and looming presence of the Wily Dragon coming down the street giving the entire scene an even greater feel of impending carnage. Trying to keep as close to the sides of the street as she can, not wanting to find herself later in a bad position under the dragon, she tries to find where she can best help out.

Mirage looks behind him, "Doctor, let's get the hell out of here..quickly!".

Astro Man hovers out of the way quick enough to avoid the attack, still looking sternly at Chance, "Do not attempt to attack me again."

Dr. Pavel Cossack finally gets to her and Rick " firing off wild shots into the air to get the crowd to back away. "May I escort you both home? The vorpal awaits!" his grin is wide as his brown hair fails in the wind.

Enker's narrow brow raises in surprise as 'Megaman' starts to scurry off like a coward. He voice murmers, despite his thoughts, "Interesting..."

Chance Asp picks herself up. "Then go after her, you imbecile! I can't catch him!"

Elec Man urks and bounces away from Magma Dragoon just in time to avoid his area attack. He looks for stragglers, moving away from Dragoon rather rapidly.

Turbo Man withstands the blast but is hurt. Elec Man you go for it... Try to stun him... if you can.

Elec Man turns to Turbo Man. "What? Me?" He sighs. "Fine!"

Magma Dragoon turns and takes a peek over his shoulder at those departing. "Bah... I am coming." He faces the pair once again, "Another time perhaps." He pays little attention at their attempt to stop him as he springs towards his teammates.

Twila Peterson nods rather shakily and responds by tightening her grasp around Rick's shoulders as she's hefted up into the air into his arms. "I'm more then ready..." her voice tones, preparing for him to do what he does best with those legs of his.

Sting Chameleon becomes intensely interested with the goings on concerning the ruined wedding plans, pressing his leering head forward and clasping a claw for better leverage at the edge of the alley wall, beady eyes peering. "Interesting.."

The massive Dragon ROOOOOOOOOARS once more, bowing down it's massive head and opening it's maw at the fighters. When it seems as if it's massive burst of fiery might would burst forth, only a small puff of smoke comes out, along with a few fireworks, heading into the air. "Phah?" the dragon goes. Wily blinks and shakes his head, reaching for his hair. "ARGGGGGGHHHH! I forgot I put in a fireworks display! ARGGGGGH!" A vein begins to pulse on the mad doctor's head.

Swing drops another Joe with a taser blast, sending it into catalytic shock as he comes up next to Rick. "Ah. I see you met the guest of honor," he says in dry wit between breaths.

Astro Man hovers up above the crowd once again, making his way towards Twila and Swing. He powers up his anti gravity generator once again, shoving the crowds aside with the force built up in the black orb of his lower body, a path being parted in the red sea of people in the city square.

Ballade watches Megaman begin to run, "Some how I expected more from a "hero" of your caliber, X. Such cowardice, hardly befitting a true soldier of virtue. I am afraid, oh grand paragon of goodness, that escape will not come that easily." The shoulders of the elite hiss open in a spray of steam. Two bulbous missiles slide forward, each tipped with the trademark skull of Wily. The spin and rotate, adjusting to acquire the angle, before firing full force at their target. The immense explosive power of the Ballade Crackers soars directly towards Megaman on a path of smoke and fire, "I am afraid it will not be easy at all."

That mood of impending mass carnage shattered with the dragon's pitiful performance, Roll keeps her eyes on Rick and Twila, trying to keep up with them and parallel their path until they are clear of the area.

Elec Man turns and moves all the electricity he's been storing into his arms. "Trying to get away, are you? Well, get away from this! Thunder Beam!" He holds his hands over his head and drops them to point at Magma Dragoon, releasing the pent-up energy.

Dr. Pavel Cossack waves to the three. "The vorpal is vaiting! Let's mach scnell!"

Turbo Man screams in anger as he whatchs Magma Dragoon leave. "CRAP!"

Rick Morgan grunts as he glances Cossack's way, "You want my advice doc, start running now while you can. I got a long trip to go, and something I can't leave behind." he gives a small smirk nevertheless, "Thanks for the distraction, and meet us at the southern tip of the island with the Vorpal. I'll need a pickup there." His last few words are lost with the whine of his legs powering up. "Let's beat it outta here!" His grip tight on Twila's frame, he holds her firmly as he suddenly BLASTS forward, seeming to carve a path right through the crowd, as he easily accelerates past the point of 100 mph....and climbing. <Soon...>

Skull Island What once was a desolate wasteland has been transformed into a veritable paradise. The charred remains of a brutal battle between the titans knowns as Repliforce, the Mavericks and the Robot Masters is no more. The island has been restored it it's tropical paradise, rich with the ability to produce crops and containing even lusher, greener jungles. The balmy climate is perfect for anyone who wishes to leave here. The remnants of war have long been brushed aside, replaced instead by the massive visage of Skull Fortress. The large Robot Master HQ rests atop an active volcano, channeling heat for geothermal energy. And the massive fortress overshadows...a new hope for the future: Robotropolis. Robotropolis, the new capital of the Robot Masters. Can such a destructive force maintain the peace and harmony that it has wrought upon this land? Only time will tell for certain. Otherwise, the entire island seems to have benefitted from the Robot Masters presence.

(Ch. B []) Mirage transmits: 'Magma..where are you..what's going on?'. (Ch. B []) Magma Dragoon transmits: 'I'm near the outskirts of the city... Roll is with me. We're on our way!'. (Ch. B [None]) Signal Shrike transmits: 'Umm.. I missed something didn't I?'. (Ch. B []) Swing transmits: '*whiirrrrr* Vorpal online. Head south, team. We're pulling out.'. (Ch. B []) Magma Dragoon transmits: 'South... got it. Who has not returned yet.. over?'. (Ch. B [None]) Signal Shrike transmits: 'Heads up, guys. They're on to us. Heard on the radio'.

Rick Morgan cuts an easy path out of the city, thankfully having the chaos of the battle far behind to cover the retreat. He doesn't really say anything, rather concentrating on his course as he heads straight into the jungle, still clutching Twila close. As he approaches the larger trees in the area, he leaps forward, from one to another, easily moving from branch to branch, until finally drawing close to the beach itself, and sliding down one trunk, ending up right -next- to a large, camo colored tarp, that leaves no doubt to the giant form it conceals.

Twila Peterson keeps herself pressed up against Rick, allowing herself to peek from the embrace as soon as his pace begins to slow when they near their destination. Sounding as if trying to catch her breath she manages, "The Kodiak?" One must understand her present state isn't all too cohearant right now and it may take a few moments for her to calm down once more...

Vorpal VTOL <Airship> streams across the ocean lower then ever thought imagined the water sweams to almost touch it at the crest as to avoid radar.

Swing has arrived. Swing slides the main door open, his head tails whipping in the wind.

(Ch. B []) Zero transmits: 'Heh, ya know, for nothing, sure sounds like something's going on.'. (Ch. B [None]) Signal Shrike transmits: 'Going to try and heads us off on the teleporter.. oooh!'. (Ch. B []) Magma Dragoon transmits: 'I repeat.. is anyone missing besides me and ROll?'.

Vorpal VTOL <Airship> watches the skies for boggies as he stream along! Cossack yells over the howling wind to Swing. "See anybody?"

"Yeah..." Rick returns quietly, as he takes just long enough to reach up and tug at the tarp, pulling it back enough to expose the mecha's frame. Still holding Twila in his grip, he then leaps upwards, landing easily on the lip of the open cockpit. "Come on..." He urges, casting a quick glance out towards the water beyond, then gently easing her forward. "We're gettin the heck outta here......."

Swing waves his hand as he opens the door wider as to accommodate the Kodiak. "I knew it! I coulda swore I saw it missing from the garage before I left base!" he grins, figuring Rick's item' he couldn't leave behind.

Camoflauge Tarp A simple jungle-mottled camoflauge tarp set in the wildest part of Skull Island's jungle area. It's large enough to cover something BIG underneath it, though it's near impossible to even see it at a quick glance. To find it, you'd have to be deliberately searching for it.

Contents: Maverick Hunter Ride Armor <Kodiak>

==================== Maverick Hunter Ride Armor <Kodiak> ===================== Inside the Kodiak. ====================== Type 'vhelp' for a command list. ======================

> Vorpal VTOL <Airship> performs a vast wide turn to get a better angle at the Ride armor and flips the switch for the high tonnage winch in order to take them into the ship. Laughing widly he engages the spear "Need a ride?""

(Ch. B []) Swing transmits: 'Hunters. We're getting ready to dust off on the southern tip. I suggest the field units get down here or out of Robotropolis before Wily locks down the Teleport chambers.'.

Twila Peterson bites her lower as she's brought upward and takes no time at all scrambling herself within the back seat to allow Rick full reing of the front. "Certainly has my vote," she returns unsteadily even as she plops herself down. Her dress is ripped within the side but...not as if she's complaining. The dress is so much fireplace fodder anyway...

(Ch. B []) Magma Dragoon transmits: 'We're right close... pick us up. You should have visual in a few seconds.'. (Ch. B []) Dr. Pavel Cossack transmits: 'Roger herr! VE vill vell hold For as long as ve can hurry Please!'. (Ch. C []) Turbo Man transmits: 'OK'. (Ch. B [None]) Signal Shrike transmits: 'Oh sh... guys, the teleporters are rigged!'.

> Maverick Hunter Ride Armor <Kodiak> lurches to life as Rick follows Twila in soon after. With a loud hiss, it straightens up, the tarp over it's frame being brushed aside with a slow motion of one gigantic hand. The tiny, fast-growing vines that had begun to creep over it's frame are all but swept aside with one immense gesture, followed by a heavy *THUD* as one multiton foot sets down. Then, with a loud whine of it's gyros, the mecha turns and begins to smash towards the beach itself, starting to wade into the water so as to become that much more out in the open for it's retrieval.

(Ch. B []) Magma Dragoon transmits: 'Then apparently it was a good idea to head towards the Vorpal.'. (Ch. B []) Swing transmits: 'Make tracks, Shrike. I'm already picking up Wily's aquatic sprites moving into position.'. (Ch. B [None]) Signal Shrike transmits: 'On my way... gotta get past ole' Enk here'. (Ch. B []) Rick Morgan transmits: 'They're gonna have to tear through a couple tons of steel if they want me. Otherwise they're welcome to it! Doc...how bout that evac?'. (Ch. B [None]) Signal Shrike transmits: 'Oh crap.. they're coming for me'.

> Vorpal VTOL <Airship> lowers trying o make the sprites can't in but the Kodiak can. The gauges scream foul play. It take all the coaxing he can to hold it aloft in this choppy weather waving to the two the boarding ramp slowly opens.

> Swing hits the winch and lets the two heavy hydraulics lower the ramp and winch tow, easing his way down the ramp to help with the latching.

Rick Morgan grips the controls, setting his jaw tightly as he guides his machine out for the Vorpal to pick up. His own breathing comes out rapidly, as he concentrates on the task at hand, trying to hold onto that edge of adrenaline that pumps through his veins. Even now though, he still finds the time to talk. "We're in the home stretch Twila...almost there....."

(Ch. B []) Magma Dragoon transmits: 'You've got to hurry Signal... now!'. (Ch. B [None]) Signal Shrike transmits: 'I can't leave Zero!'.

> Maverick Hunter Ride Armor <Kodiak> tilts it's tiny sensor head towards teh large ramp as it's lowered, then the entire frame moves towards it, water jets easily propelling it's gargantuan frame forward. One giant hand raises upwards, and takes ahold of the metallic struts, followed by another, as the entire machine literally climbs aboard, heavy footsteps ringing out as it finally hauls itself aboard. Rick's voice filters through the speakers, sounding somewhat strained, "Thanks...."

=========================== Vorpal VTOL <Airship> ============================

The inside of the Vorpal is not very spacious, but there is just the bare minimum of equipment and seating to maximize that space. Benches with safety straps line the walls, with several tow cables placed near the rear and side portals. The cockpit can be sealed off from the rest of the cabin, should the need arise, and an auxilliary gunner's chair sits about midship. Sacrificing speed for weaponry, the Vorpal is primarily a dropship and not designed for heavy combat.

====================== Type 'vhelp' for a command list. ======================

> Dr. Pavel Cossack wahoos! "Welcome aboard "Mr. and Mrs. Moragan! I hope you enjoy Cossack skies!"

> Swing smirks slightly as he works the winch motor and begins lashing the Kodiak into a secure position with the cargo chains.

(Ch. B []) Megaman transmits: 'When did Zero get here/'.

Twila Peterson presses her lips together, mutely nodding in reply. Her eyes are glued to the front monitors that display the outside however, as if she's not aware much of anything else...even as the metallic goliath is brought onboard the craft...

> Maverick Hunter Ride Armor <Kodiak> finally comes to a halt as Swing begins to lash it into place, it's reactor powering down as the entire frame seems to droop, the life it held draining away finally.....and falling silent...

> Dr. Pavel Cossack brings the Vorpal about and goes to scan for the other "Ve canne take much more of this! Ve have to hurry and punch out!"

(Ch. B []) Megaman transmits: 'Shrike! Where is Zero?? Give me a status.'. (Ch. B []) Dr. Pavel Cossack transmits: 'Ve have Miss Peterson in the sky hawks belly!'. (Ch. B [None]) Signal Shrike transmits: 'We're here in the square with about a dozen Masters, give or take several hundred Joes.'. (Ch. B [None]) Signal Shrike transmits: 'Oh, and that mechanical dragon... yeesh'.

Rick Morgan leans forward in his seat, as the systems are shut down, and one by one they blink out. "We made it..." he breathes quietly, before straightening up, then turning around in his seat to face Twila fully, his expression instantly turning to concern as he leans forward. "Twila...are you allright? Did he hurt you? He didn't do anything to you?"

> Swing pulls the chains snug and grunts with a bit of satisfaction. "Alright. Time to bug out." he replies, hopping to his console and evaluating the scanners.

> Dr. Pavel Cossack says, "Vhat about the others?"

(Ch. B []) Swing transmits: 'Better hurry it up. I'm counting aerial swarms and artillery ports beginning to appear. Jeez, talk about overkill.'. (Ch. B []) Zero transmits: 'Would you people stop squabbling and get the hell out of here? I'm not shooting the crap with Wily for my health.'. (Ch. B []) Megaman transmits: 'I'm trying to get to ya buddy... I'll fight by your side.'. (Ch. B []) Zero transmits: 'Save the hero crap Rock, just go home and make kissyface.'.

Rick Morgan actually reaches out with both hands as he speaks, one cupping her shoulder the other touching her cheek at the same time, as he inspects her very quickly for any sign of injury, or otherwise.

Twila Peterson stays seated where she is. Her skin paled and eyes slightly gazed, she looks to be within mild shock. It takes a full few minutes to even realize the one before her just asked her a question. "I--I---" the girl's voice begins trailing off before she blurts, "That creep *kissed* me."

> Dr. Pavel Cossack pulls the yuke to the left meaning they go right! "Nyet salfiuorti! Vhere are they! May their beards grow inward!" > Roll smiles and nods. "Not a scratch on me. What about you?" she asks.

> Swing spins from his console and nods a greeting to Roll. "Glad to see you in one piece." (Ch. B []) Megaman transmits: 'Take off Cossack I'll be fine.'.

(Ch. B [None]) Signal Shrike transmits: 'I got my wings, don't worry about me.'. (Ch. B []) Magma Dragoon transmits: 'Techno..ome. Quickly.'.

> Swing grimaces and raises his forearm, sporting the nasty bite he took. "I'll survive."

> Roll nods. "When we get back, I think I'll be busy in the medbay for a while helping out," she observes.

> Magma Dragoon looks out the window toward the city. "I should not have let Mega Man do that..... I hope he and Zero will be alright."

> Dr. Pavel Cossack says, "He's survived vorse remember?"

> Magma Dragoon nods slowly. "True. He has." He folds his arms behind his back

(Ch. B []) Dr. Pavel Cossack transmits: 'Megaman be careful!Ve're gearing up to punchout.'. (Ch. B []) Swing transmits: 'Thirty seconds - those bee drones look miffed.'. as he pulls his cloak around him and puts the hood up. (Ch. B []) Magma Dragoon transmits: 'Techno. NOW!'.

Rick Morgan watches Twila for a moment, her words ringing for a second, and he breaks into a small, nervous chuckle....just the way she says it. "He won't anymore...." he says, the chuckle suddenly turning into quick breaths, and finally, with a quick motion, his hands pull her close, pressing her to his chest as his arms encircle around her.....both for the feeling of a need to hold her right about now, and so she dosen't see his own eyes glazing over. He tries to say something at the moment.....but it's impossible, his mouth refusing to work as a single tear slides down his cheek.

> Swing watches the scanners, bringing up what sensors he can.

> Dr. Pavel Cossack swivles around. "It's nice to see you." He glances at his scarred son, his commander and the lovely robots. "At least I'll die vith friends," he mutters quietly. as he clicks in the gps. Declaring to the repliforcers that the Vorpal had a malfunction that might have explained it's existence on the isle. "Let's go home!"

(Ch. B []) Magma Dragoon transmits: 'Alright... we're moving out Rock... Zero... be carefull.'. (Ch. B []) Dr. Pavel Cossack transmits: 'Gruss Gott mein herr!'.

Twila Peterson takes in a few sharp breaths even as her trembling frame is pulled close. Something inside seems to click, leading her to respond by reaching up and returning the embrace as a few choked sobs emit from the back of her throat. The only thing she can do now is hold tight to him as if he were an anchor until she's able to give more of a response than this.

> Dr. Pavel Cossack smiles his hair still sticking up the heroic way. He Tuxedo shirt and pants are the articles of clothing left. "Vhere to Commander?"

> Techno runs onto Vorpal, after securing the area below and making sure that no one below would try anything sneaky and underhanded. "Doc... This everyone?" he asks. His smile still intact, but not as strong as usual. Slowly he backs away, awaiting for an answer and backs away toward Roll. "Hey? Where's Twila? And How are you? Good I hope."

Rick Morgan's hands touch her back, his entire frame holding her as close as possible, as he lowers his right cheek to touch the top of her head. "I'm sorry this happened to you..." he whispers, gently rocking her smaller frame in his grip. "...it'll never happen again...I promise. I was so scared I was gonna lose you...."

> Dr. Pavel Cossack nods. "Aside from Zero and Megaman.

> Roll nods to Techno. "Rick's got Twila and I'm fine."

> Techno can't sit still, with all the occurences today. So he walks to the next person in the Vorpal, that being Magma Dragoon. "Hey Dragoon, how you holding up? No damage sustained? I hope." Quickly he shoots a gaze over his shoulder at Kodiak, then back to Dragoon.

The hold and words carry a calming effect on the young woman, as evidenced by her subsiding cries. She holds onto Rick a little longer, her voice not really lending her any aid until a few moments later when she's able to nod quietly. "Thanks..." are her first words spoken as she gains her breath as well as some composure.

> Magma Dragoon nods, "I am fine. Those two were ill prepared for battle. They need more training." He looks ponderously. "I can't help but think I should have stayed with Zero and Rock though..."

> Magma Dragoon feels the slight clunk of the ship touching down and makes his way towards the doors.

Rick Morgan nods slowly, pausing once to touch her cheek, then hold her close again, as if afraid to let her go. Finally though, he does straighten up, easing back from the cockpit, and slipping the hatch open again. "C'mon..." he says quietly. "We're home now...."

Swing leans back in his chair with a heavy sigh as he shuts off his console....."Whew...."

Roll beams, seeing both Rick and Twila safe. If she weren't loaded with the doctor, she'd run and give both a hug. "Hello, so you two are alright, right?" she double checks.

Techno bows to the ladies before heading out, "I'll be out there, if you need anything.... Just hollar. I'll be in HQ."

Rick Morgan slides out of the ride armor's cockpit, looking haggered, but no less his usual self, or so. He pauses to help Twila out, and down to the floor as well, before easing himself down at the same time. A small grin is given in Roll's direction as an answer. "Yeah, I think so."

Swing winces slightly as his whole frame has taken a decent pummeling, not to mention the savage slash on his right forearm. Rising from his seat, he gives his usual mute smile.

Twila Peterson gathers up the bottom edges of her dress in order to climb out of the ride armor, not particularly caring if the dress becomes even more ripped or not within the process. For all she's concerned she'll just take a knife to it later. "I--I'm fine," she finally stammers somewhat shyly as she takes a look around the hanger. Home. She was afraid she would never see it again. She then adds with small sniffle, "Thanks." And if indeed anyone may have guessed she's in a mild shock right now, you're absolutely right. But, she'll have her nervous breakdown later. That's reserved for only Kyo to see...

Rick Morgan pauses once to put a hand on Twila's shoulder supportively, then glances towards the blonde haired android nearby. "Here, Roll..." he offers, reaching out for the unconscious Cossack. "Maybe you can take Twila to her room...?" he asks quietly, throwing a concerned glance back for a moment. "I can come down and check soon as I get the doc squared away..."

Roll smiles. "Well, you might both want to get down to the Medbay just in case, and get checked up." Indicating the unconscious Dr. Cossack over her shoulder, she finishes, "And I'm going to get him down there too."

Swing smiles thinly, knowing full well Twila is hiding a lot. And justly so. He offers a smile and a few words. "Glad to have you back, Twila."

Roll smiles at Rick's offer, though she shakes it off. "No, it's alright," she replies, "I can handle him. You and Twila go on down first."

Twila Peterson .oO(That creep Wily kissed me!!!)Oo.

Swing shuffles over to Roll. "I'll take him to his quarters. Dad's had a long day."

Rick Morgan pauses for a moment. " Well...ok." he says quietly, before putting his hand back on the other's shoulder. "C'mon Twila..." he says quietly. "We'll get you back to your quarters. Since he didn't seem to hurt ya, I guess we can skip the medbay this time...." He of course sympathizes, knowing her own views on being a patient in there. They sort of match his.

Roll looks at Swing for a moment, then nods, letting him take one arm of the Doctor's. "We'll both go," she decides.

Twila Peterson offers the best smile she can at the moment...which is something that's barely noticeable. "Thank's, Swing. And it's good...to be back..."

Swing takes the other arm of his creator and escorts him out.

Swing has left. Roll has left.

Twila Peterson allows herself to be lead by the technician, making sure she has the folds of her dress gathered as she does so she doesn't trip. Her appears slow however, almost timid.

Returning after Magma Dragoon, "Hey, don't worry none. I wouldn't think about going back there. Well not again."

<Not much later...>

Twila's Quarters <TQ>(#3681OeM) Encased within white walls and teal carpeting lies the fashioned quarters of one lone woman. The room itself is sparsely decorated save for one or two framed prints of the oceanic life focusing on the whale and dolphin hanging on the wall above the desk. This desk, as with several other pieces of furniture, is fashioned from something akin to wood, found here bears an almost antique design. The designs found therein are simple, yet pleasing to the eye. Upon the desk rests Twila's laptop computer as well as a minimal amount of accessories. The bed lies against the adjoining wall, its mattress and bedding covered with a dutch quilt. Also noticed on top of the bed (when the girl's not resting) are two stuffed toy lions (one large, one small), and a teddy bear. On a nearby nightstand rests a Bible and three framed photes. One displayes a picture taken of her parents when she was 14 years of age. The other is of her and Rock as they were at the 1212 Halloween party when she dressed as Megaman's younger self and Rock came as Zero. The third is of Cossack and Kalinka. Not far from the door rests a padded basket-type bed for the girl's young, mischievous cabbit. Kyo-Ohki will more than likely be found here if she's not with Twila elsewhere or exploring the vast ventilation system trailing throughout the base. Spread around the basket are some toys she likes to play with on occasion.

Kyo-Ohki was by her basket frolicking with one of her toys. As soon as the door hisses open she hops back a pace or two...before widening her green eyes into saucers. "Mew??? MEW!!!" With a happy leap the cabbit immediately bounds for the girl, contentedly mewing all the way.

Twila herself catches the cabbit within her arms, immediately letting go of the ends of her dress as she does, and hugs her tight in response. "Thank you..."

Rick Morgan follows quietly, gently guiding Twila before him, though he breaks into a soft smile as he sees the cabbit rush to greet her mistress with no small measure of enthusiasm. He doesn't speak at first, letting the silence set in somewhat before finally lifting his gaze again. "It.....it's really good to have ya back Twila..." he says quietly, almost reserved. Rather a different light than the burst of emotion he showed earlier.....

Twila Peterson takes a few steps towards the bed before sinking to her knees right on the floor, still holding onto the little animal. Kyo offers her own measure of affection before pausing at the material of the dress...finding she doesn't particularly like the lace too much. Meanwhile, the girl offers a nod within her mentor's direction, not really knowing what to say or even make of all this just yet. "It--It's really good to be back, Rick," she whispers.

Kyo-Ohki then notices some stray reddish locks that have lossed from the braid within all the excitement...and begins batting at the girl's hair playfully.

Rick Morgan watches for a long moment, unsure really just what to do right about now, though he slowly moves forward several steps, drawing closer, then gently kneels slightly behind Twila. "You ok...?" he asks quietly, the question actually a repeat of his asking earlier, but now not referring to any physical injuries per se.

Twila offers a small shrug as she considers her answer. A tiny sob chokes itself back "I...I'm not sure," she answers honestly. "I did what I could to play along but...it was so hard to. Especially with them. I was so scared...and so angry..."

Rick Morgan reaches out to touch her shoulder, his gaze intent as he stares at her. "But you did great Twila...you did alot better than any one of us could ever have done...." he lowers his voice somewhat, "..you kept em going as long as you could, and it paid off. Cause now you're back here....with us..."

The young woman releases a shudder at his touch, taking in a deep breath. "I suppose," she concedes, although sounding somewhat uncertain. "Just the thought that he just about forced me to *marry* him....having me almost be the 'mother' of those...creatures." Of course, in Twila's mind she's convinced that she wouldn't have lived long enough to "enjoy" the prospect. "One of them even said that I'd be the mother he'd choose if he had ever 'grown up' like one of us."

Rock knocks on Twila's Door.

Twila Peterson lifts her chin towards the door and calls out a distilled, "Come in."

Rick Morgan blinks as he hears the knock outside, and straightens up, standing as he turns to face the newcomer. The words he was about to speak to Twila are all but forgotten at the moment, and he arches one eyebrow at the arrival. "Rock...?"

Megaman ooos as he rubs the back of his head, "yeeah, oof, I assume everyone got back alright?"

Twila Peterson is kneeling there on the floor, still within the wedding dress (although by now it's ripped in several places). Her hair is somewhat out of place as well. But all in all she appears unharmed. As the door opens she gets herself somewhat shakily to her feet. Within her arms she holds her pet cabbit, who still seems to be doing her fair amount of snuggling. However, at the new arrival's entry, the animal tilts her head, trying to sniff at the air. "Mew?"

Meanwhile, Twila offers the newcomer somewhat of a blank glance before offering Rick one as well. "I--I haven't...I haven't heard."

Rick Morgan gives a slow nod. "Was only you and Zero, and you two were on your way out so that makes everyone accounted for. No problem on that part." he eyes the other's motions, tilting his head to one side slightly. "You feelin alright?"

Megaman produces a note that was in his pocket. "No it was Blues and Zero...Last thing I remember was turning around and running to Zero's aid and then I was waking up in my room about 3 minutes ago with a rather large lump on my head and this note." He hands it to Rick . ______________________________________ /\ | / \ | /____\ | | | |Mega Man: | | You were going to get yourself killed, | | I couldn't let that happen. | | I knew you'd understand, | | I'll save goldie-locks for you. | | \^/ | | (that symbol on his helmet) | |________________________________________|

Rick Morgan arches an eyebrow as he takes the note, pausing long enough to glance at it quickly, eyes roving over it, then back to the armored figure again. "What's this...?" he asks quickly.

Twila Peterson remains standing there, stroking the animal's soft fur. Much better than Treble or Quint's pogo stick mind you. She steals a brief glance towards the paper, her features revealing the same question Rick had posed.

Megaman shrugs and rubs his head some more, "I was hoping you could fill -me- in actually...Did Zero and Shrike make it out?"

Twila Peterson can only offer another blank look. She didn't have a radio at the time, so she wasn't able to keep track of all the happenings. Although, due to her state at the time, she wouldn't have been able to anyway. She offers both individuals glances to and fro while standing to the side.

Rick Morgan arches an eyebrow as he glances back at it again for a moment, then slowly offers the note back. "Well I dunno...." he says quietly. "Why would he do that to you?"

Kyo-Ohki continues sniffing at the air, peering at the android. Yep, she knows the switch is still there...

Megaman smiles a bit, "I'm thinking my ~dear~ brother came up with this plan ... Wish I was as strong headed as him, maybe this wouldn't hurt so much." He smiles again trying to shrug off the pain. His eyes lighten up as he looks at Twila, "Thank God we have you home safe...that's all that's important, he starts over to her."

Rick Morgan blinks for a moment as Megaman begins to move towards Twila, frowning ever so slightly, and really not knowing why. Ever get that feeling that something just ain't right but you don't wanna say anything?

Twila Peterson holds her cabbit close to her while Kyo herself stiffens....before easing up again. "Thanks..." a word she seems to be saying alot lately. But even she picks up the noticable change right away. "Yeah...it is, Rock. Thank you."

Twila Peterson looks up as the door is knocked a second time that night and called out a distracted, "Door's open..."

Dr. Thomas Light bustles in, his coat flapping open absent mindedly. "Twila, my dear! Are you okay?"

Twila Peterson tosses a semi-uncertain look to Rock, something he would have received anyway due to her week long experience. But now it's slighly more so. As the kindly doctor makes his way in she breathes in relief, both at the sight of him but also for the distraction. "I think I am..." she replies, offering the older man a small hug.

Rick Morgan picks up his glance in Light's direction as well as he arrives, rubbing the back of his head and offering a slight nod of greeting. Well now the room is beginning to get rather crowded isn't it?

The cabbit at least has the mind to scamper from the girl's arms. Kyo then makes his way over to where Rock stands to sniff at him a little more...just to be certain...before bounding over to Rick, snugging his leg happily.

Dr. Thomas Light hugs the young woman in a warm fatherly bear-hug and pats her on the back. "There, there...its all okay now." He smiles at Rick and 'Megaman.' Of course he knows it isn't Rock, but he'll delve into that later.

Megaman smiles as Dr. Light Enters the Room, "Hey there pop. Good to see you out of your lab." Rock manages a warm smile. and starts diging around his compartments for something.

Dr. Thomas Light says, "Well, I just wanted to make sure you were okay. I imagine you could use some rest. Rock, I'll want to speak with you fairly soon when you have a moment."

Twila Peterson releases her hold and pulls back, looking down on the gown. "Well, guess here's some extra grease rags from the garage," she offers awkwardly. "It...really is to be home tho." And just think...not long now until her two hour shower to clean herself from all of Wily's cooties...

Twila Peterson looks up, unintentionally speaking at almost the same time as the doctor. "Yeah...rest and...a good disinfecting..." she mumbles.

Rick Morgan shifts just a bit, "Yeah, you've had a busy day and all..." he offers, casting his glance down to where the cabbit rubs against his metallic leg. He gives a small smirk, and pauses long enough to lean down and pat her once. Nothing personal of course, he just was never that easy around animals.....even if she -did- come to him.

Dr. Thomas Light smiles in understanding. "If you'd like to talk or go over anything later, just let me know."

Kalinka peeks into the room, having heard somebody inside and the door was open a crack.

Megaman finally finds it, .oO( Aha )Oo. he fishes a gold chain out of another pocket at the end of it is a diamond ring. "I would like you to have this back Twila."

Kyo-Ohki offers Rick a satisfied purr before looking around at the three men...with a blink.

Twila, on the other hand, nod's towards the scientist slowly. "I--thanks. May...just have to take you up on that, Doctor." She pauses as Kyo suddenly goes from Rick...to the door, greeting the younger just behind it. The cabbit offers a giggle and starts hopping around the room maerrily. "Mewmemewmew!" she alomst sings. >Mommy's homeMommy'shomeMommmy'shome!>

Kalinka's eyes widen, as if she almost can't believe who it is, "Twila!!! You're back! You're safe! You're home!!!"

Dr. Thomas Light smiles at Kalinka's reaction and chuckles quietly, thinking perhaps a little time with Kalinka might actually be more helpful than a bunch of men standing around. He clears his throat. "Well, I uh.. ahem.. will leave you to rest then." He peers meaningfully at Rick and Rock, and steps out.

Twila Peterson watches Kyo's romp before actually noticing Kalinka and turns towards Rock, holding up a trembling hand in order to retake the necklace. "Thanks for keeping it for me---," she begins before having her attention switched yet again. She offers her smile a little more easier now and holds out her arms to the little 9 year old to offer a warm hug. "I missed you too, Kail," she says, right before she side glances towards Rock. "Like to speak to you later too...if you're free."

Rick Morgan shifts again, he seems to do that alot dosen't he? He glances back towards Light as he takes his leave, and gives a slow nod as well. "Yeah, I'll head out too..." he offers in a sort of halfway mumble, before shimmying towards the door itself. "Get yourself all rested up..." he offers as well at the same time.

Twila Peterson gazes on as two of the men take leave (although, actually, one has already left) and nods with a smallish sigh. Wanting to say more, but finding at the moment she can't, she simply bids a "Night, Rick. See you...sometime tomorrow?"

Megaman smiles. "I can see Wily has taken his toll on your psyche...something I understand all too well." He trails into a rather dark tone at the end. snaping back to normal he says, "Take a long shower Twila, I'm sure you'll feel much better." He looks Kali in the eye, "Hey there, cutie," Calling Kali something Blues never would, "You take good care off Twila, give her some nice company huh?" He smiles big and doofy. .oO( yeah so I feel like increasing my fans dislike of my brother...is that so wrong?? )Oo.

Kalinka runs towards Twila's arms and gives her a great big hug. Kalinka says, "I thought I'd never see you again, I tried to rescue you...but

Flash Man stopped me. I guess I'm no hero."

Rick Morgan nods, giving a small smirk. "Count on it...." he pauses, as if considering something, and then adds. "If you need anything...my quarters are just across the hallway." With that said, he casts another glance at Megaman, then back again, before finally turning and making his way out.

Twila Peterson hugs the little girl back again after noding briefly to Rick. It's something she just may take him up on. She cracks a small grin towards Rock, answering, "Yeah...long shower. 2-3 hours long I wager. Maybe I'll try to use some of the turpentine too..."

Twila Peterson then answers the girl. "Oh, Kali...heros come in all shapes and sizes. You were here for Kyo I can guess. And she needed you."

Megaman hehs, "Well I best go see what Dad wants."

Kalinka smiles and nods, "Yeah...I took care of her."

Twila Peterson nods towards him. "Later...Blue Boy..." emphasizing the "Blue"...but not doing more than that. Twila Peterson just as quickly returns her attention towards Kalinka, giving another hug. "Then you're her hero...and you'r mine for takign care of her for me while I was away..."

Megaman shrugs. .oO( Ick! cute nick names)Oo. He then holds back a visible shudder, .oO(wait...they broke up, why would she call him a cute .. nick.. darn, she knows...I knew I should have just hid in my room)Oo.

Kalinka blushes. "I'm glad I could help." Kalinka nods, "I'm glad to see you too, I think Kyo is happy too!" She looks towards the cabbit.

Said cabbit hops back over to the other two, seemingly out of breath from all that romping. However, she nods towards them brightly and offers a loud mew! Right before collapsing on the bed.

Twila chuckle's as Kyo's antics. "So I see. Guess I have a bed beddy tonight, huh, Kyo?" She then turns towards the girl, offering one last hug. "Kalinka, it's probably bets if I get myself cleaned up and get some sleep. I...didn't get much over the past week." Gee...wonder why...?

Kalinka nods, "I bet...I didn't get much sleep either when I had to stay there."

Twila Peterson pats the girl's shoulder, masking her features as she can...although they are showing some strain. "I can understand why."

Kalinka says, "It was scarry there and it was no fun being locked up in a jail cell, it looked like there was a lava pit under the place I was in."

Twila Peterson casts her gaze down. "Well...I wasn't 'locked up'. But bars aren't really needed to form a prison. Get some good night's sleep OK, Kali? I'll see you sometime tomorrow."

Kalinka says, "Okay...I'm getting kinda sleepy anyways." Kalinka says, "Good night!"

Twila Peterson offers the top of the child's head a gentle kiss before pulling back again. "Sleep well.