Megaman - Friday, December 22, 2000, 7:56 PM

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(Ch. B [Hunter/RF]) Ice Unicorn transmits: 'As much as I'd love to attend the party, it looks like I've found myself a riot to stop before it starts. Just one Maverick, no one worry, I've got it handled. You people need a break.'.

(Ch. B [Family]) Roll transmits: 'Just setting up the last for this party... I figure everyone needs a break.'.

(Ch. B []) Twila Peterson transmits: 'I'll be back shortly. Just doing some last minute shopping.'.

(Ch. B [Family]) Roll transmits: 'Alrighty!'.

Torontreal - Commercial District

Within the throng of last minute shoppers one among so many may be nearly impossible to find. However, within one of the shopping areas here within Torontereal every shoppers is an individual, each with a story to tell. Large and small. From every walk of life. Found among this mass if humans as well as mechanoids is a warmly-bundled within her beige winter coat and young redheaded young woman, not a native of this town.

Currently this redhead, also known as Twila Peterson of the Maverick Hunters, heads towards a small park area to get herself a rest from the crowds by sitting on a bench -- people watching.

Moving quickly through the throngs upon this cold winter's day is a figure that seems to be like every other figure in the crowd. His all-weather clothing keeps him warm and yet, somehow still average looking. He moves quickly through the crowds a large series of wrapped presents stacked in his arms. He hurries through the crowd, a hot knife through frozen butter. He finally pops out in the park, muttering as he finds himself in quite possibly the most over-natural place around. His body is nearly invisible to the world, only eyes and a nose provide clues. At the other side of the park is a snowmobile, parked carefully and loaded down with supplies. "Just a few hundred more feet to go." He states slowly, slipping through and plopping down somewhere in Twila's general area.

He pushes back the hood, pulls off the scarf, and carefully setting his packages down. Finally, it appears that everyone's favorite vigilante hero and PI, Norman Cassidy is in town. He shakes his head, "Accursed over-commercialization...I'm gonna have to be adamant about this stuff next year."

A dark spectre lowers from the heavens, descending upon the fair city of Torontreal. With it's stealth mode engaged, you see only a blur of wavy reality as a hunch as to what cruel fate might befall the people of this Canadian province.

The Stealth Transport's landing gear engages as it lands on top of a building. There, it rests. Quietly.

Twila Peterson doesn't really pay much attention to the skies for the moment. She's currently looking over what little she bought...seeing as how a vast majority of her Christmas shopping was already done. She looks over the additional toy she managed to buy for Kyo and smiles in thought. More than likely she'll play with toy mouse. But nothing will ever replace "Squeakie" her lil toy carrot.

Stealth Transport's blastdoors open, and walkway extends.

Ditz Pinkmouse hops out of the transport even as it's landing, landing (once again) on his head, fortunately, leaving his armload of yummy snacktreats. "So where does mom live?" he asks nobody in particular, hoping somebody will answer.

Dr. Landon DeVry exits the transport, stepping heavilly onto the roof. His chest splits open and his head swings back as his capture cage opens...and he releases...

Crash Man comes down the walkway, holding a leather briefcase. Once he's down on the roof, he takes a look around at the city below. "Okay, so, we've got to find her."

Norman Cassidy sighs, looking around. "I'm definitely gonna have to go for more obvious means of getting past these throngs of people." He shakes his head and stands, picking up his stuff. He slowly makes his way towards his snowmobile, having a difficult time getting past the many rushed travellers and over-anxious parents. He gets knocked about and jostled quite a bit as he moves along, especially outside a few of the stores for younger people, such as Babbage's and Electronics Boutique. "Maybe I should get a mech-lobsert that can fly...That'd be interesting to use to get past this stuff." He shrugs and continues on, easily making it to his snowmobile as he gets past the main throngs of people. He starts to load his snowmobile down further with his packages. "Hope they didn't expect massive Christmas bonuses..." He shrugs and continues to work, not looking skyward at all. He doesn't note the RMs or their odd humanoid co-leader.

Enker grins. He thoroughly enjoys using that little toy to slip in undetected and then make a grand entrance. And a grand entrance he makes. He leaps down, moonlight reflecting off his golden armor. His spear is in his hand, at the ready in case anyone tries to interfere with the mission or unless the target decides to resist.

Punk looks around as he gets out, he looks to Crash smirking, "This shouldn't be too hard."

Crash Man says, "Don't hurt her, tho. We need her alive and healthy."

Top Man looks over at Crash, blinkging "Why would we wanna hurt her? She's mom!" he exclaims excitedly

Spring Man walks out, and looks around. "How are we going to find her in this crowd?" He then looks at himself. "I should have brought my sweats...."

Guts Man nods, "Right, alive and healthy!" Time to go into terminator mode and blow off a couple of shins.

Ditz Pinkmouse scurries through the crowd, managing by luck not skill to evade being trampled upon by even the smallest child. "MOM!" he shouts at random, causing various people to look at the sidewalk curiously, wondering if it's some sort of new talking pavement.

As the Masters begin to make their presence known a few gasps from the various shoppers are sounded before thry're sent scampering about. Some running while trying to hold onto their children while others fight to hold on to their gifts. Panic begins to ensue as those near the androd attempt to distance themselves. One was enough...but how many are there this time?

While pulled along a young six-year-old girl points, "Mommy, lookit! I's Santa visiting them too?"

The mother hushes the child with, "Santa oly visits good people. He has a list..."

As the crowds come to life Twila finally notices and looks up towards the source, standing up. "What's---?"

Dr. Landon DeVry hrms, "I fear we have been detected." He notes the running children...a shame...he's been horribly deprived of test subjects as of late.

Crash Man leaps off the rooftop like a pro. He falls some six stories, before his dash-jets activate, feathering one hell of a drop. Our hero lands on his feet.

Top Man hopping off the building after Crash, he begins spinning, arms extended so that he helicopters down, making his own two-point landing on the ground... Well, in the snow at least. Shocking skill for such a damn fool.

Guts Man eyes Devry, "Big deal, what are they going to do about it?! If anyone tries anything I'm gonna be like... Hey! Why don't you shut your mouth and stand there while I shove a Christmas tree up your aft and watch Christmas ornaments come flying out of your mouth!

Dr. Landon DeVry regards Guts Man, "I have neither an anus or a mouth." He turns his head to the Jane, "Capture. Do not kill."

Slasher Jane giggles and rushes towards the edge of the building. Extending her battle-claw she skids down the length towards the ground.

Twila Peterson moves herself to see if she can decipher the disturbance. With the rushing of the last minute shopped it's hard to tell really. She moves away from her park bench, after stuffing the lil cat toy back into her purse to have a look...while staying a lil clear of the shoppers.

Punk grabs a grappler and hooks it to the roof tying it around before jumping off saying, "You guys can argue, but I'm heading down.", he heads down quickly before he stops a few feet from the ground

Enker chooses to use a rope, which he produces from a compartment in his armor, to rappel down the side of the department store. It's less showy, but it won't result in injury. "That goes for all of you!" He shouts, echoing DeVry's command. "Peterson is to be taken alive. Collateral damage and civilian casualties are acceptable, as long as the target is intact."

Crash Man starts singing as he moves through the crowd, holding his leather briefcase. "o/~ All Sigma wants for Christmas is his one toupee, his one toupee.. o/~"

Ditz Pinkmouse continues wandering at random, shouting at the top of his lungs for 'mom' before climbing on top the park bench that Twila was at. After shouting a few more times, he spots Twila, A.K.A. That Nice Lady and asks, "Hey! Have you seen my mom? She's about this high..." he raises his tail to about 3 inches, "has white fur, and ears like mine!" He flaps his ears rapidly for illustration.

Top Man frowns at Enker "Why does everyone keep saying to take her alive? Why would we hurt mom!? That'd be like hurting dad! I wouldn't do that." he nods assuredly, then begins the search for his unwitting 'mother'

Twila Peterson then widens her eyes as she finally catches glimpse of one or two of the Masters. She's about to break off into a run but...glances downward when her voice is heard. "Ditz?" she asks...with her eyes wide.

(Ch. B []) Twila Peterson transmits: 'Oh, cripes...'.

(Ch. B [Hunter/RF]) Ice Unicorn transmits: 'I swear... These Mavericks are getting stupider every day'.

Norman Cassidy blinks as people start rushing past him..."NOW WHAT?" Someone points toward the Masters and he facepalms. "You know...These guys are starting to get on my nerves..." He shakes his head and cracks his knuckles. "And I just got this suit pressed too." He stretches a bit and then hops on his snowmobile, pulls out and revs off. He disappears off into the city.

Only moments later, his figure reappears upon a rooftop directly overlooking the park. He grins, pulling off his parka and his other snow accoutrements, standing there in a bright orange boarder suit. He whistles, actually activating a small remote control on his watch which in turn calls in the hoverboard he keeps near at all times. It zooms in as the RMs start to deploy, he hops on and zips around in the air for a few minutes, observing the Masters...Trying to decide what they're here for. As he moves, his own stealth mode activates. Holographic emitters quickly cover his presence perfectly. He zips on down, keeping pace with the Masters, trying to decide what's going on.

Spring Man looks down at the ground, and just shrugs, and jumps down. Oh course, when he hits bottom, he uses his springs to absorb the impact. Unfortunatly, it causes him to bounce up and down a few times, making him stand out quite well. After getting his bounce distance to 5 feet, he retracts his springs, and stops bouncing. "Hrm... where to look..."

Dr. Landon DeVry remains on the top of the building, watching the goings on below. He hrms and quietly says to himself, "Weapon's energy status...damn."

Top Man looks around in a frantic search "Now where could mom be...?" he also notes another absense "And where's Ditz? Mom? Ditz? Ya'll around someplace?" he calls, searching for them both

Slasher Jane blinks her optical bar and takes a look around for the elusive target. Her little semi-sentient mind is a bit unhappy...what with the fact she's not allowed to kill the target

Ditz Pinkmouse shakes his head, "No, her name's Mom! /My/ name is Ditz! I'm her son! And me and the other superheros are gonna take her give her some candy and take her to dinner! And there was something about an elf...." He tries to scratch his head, but begins to drop his candy bars, and is forced to grab them again.

Punk runs through the crowd and looks around saying, "Now where is she?", he knocks out a few civilians as he continues the search

Twila Peterson uhs...backing away from the mouse. Thankfully, he doesn't yet have the mental reserves to put two and two together. "Well, tell her I said hi. I've gotta get going. Some...last minute shopping you realize..." she says quickly then attempts to hurry off...

(Ch. B [Family]) Roll transmits: 'What's wrong with Twila?'.

(Ch. B [Family]) Roll transmits: 'Er. What's wrong, Twila?'.

(Ch. B []) Twila Peterson transmits: 'Well, you know those androids who keep calling me 'Mom'?'.

Dr. Landon DeVry hrms, "Peterson...Peterson..." He looks around the area, blinking his optics from his standpoint. He would frown if he could...seeing as the people are running like cattle and obscuring his view...

Top Man lets down his skates, beginning to roll about, looking for both Ditz Pinkmouse and 'Mom' "Ditz!? Mom!? Where are ya'll?!" he calls, skating around in search.

Ditz Pinkmouse suddenly gets an image of cows running through his head, but shakes it away when he hears his buddy Top calling him. "Tops!" he shouts in response, using his tail as a tiny nigh-invisible flag. "Come meet The Nice Lady!!" Ditz seems unaware of Twila's reaction, or even that she's leaving.

Spring Man looks around, and arghs. Calling upon his slinky powers, he extends his leg and stomach springs up to the max they can stretch, making him 12 feet tall. Ignoring the further gasps, he starts to walk around, looking down for Twila.

Norman Cassidy continues to float about the area, trying to decide what's to be done. He happens to look up towards where he saw them deploying from. Slowly it dawns on him that there's something up there. "The heck?" He fully activates his stealth mode, becoming nothing more than a slight blurring of the vision. He shoots up toward DeVry, leaning forward on the hoverboard, going vertical up a wall.

(Ch. B [Hunter/RF]) Ice Unicorn transmits: '... The Masters? Wild guess here.'.

(Ch. B [Family]) Roll transmits: 'Uh-huh...'.

(Ch. B []) Twila Peterson transmits: 'Uh...yeah. In Toron--- *static*'.

Ditz Pinkmouse pages: Hey, I'm not offended ICly or OOCly. Ditz is too dumb to take offense, and I aggree with your decision ;)

Guts Man crosses his arms, waiting, "You guys had better find her first. There's no telling what I might do to her for what she did to the Doc."

Dr. Landon DeVry hrms at the goings on below, he tilts his waist backwards to regard the sky, "Knowing our luck..." A sickly colored swampish bubble blips into existance around him.

Enker's eyes shoot over to where Ditz is standing, for his voice can be heard from miles away. He notes his happy expression, then at the woman who is rapidly attempting to get away from him... Twila Peterson. Enker instantly springs to action. He points his spear at her, then simultaneously shouts and sends a radio transmission. "The target is over there! After her!" Enker begins sprinting after her.

Top Man hears Ditz calling for him and turns, looking about for his miniscule friend, then noting him on a park bench "Hey! Ditz!" he skates over to his buddy, looking down at him "Huh? Nice Lady? Wher..." he then spots Twila and points at her, shouting happily "Mom!"

(Ch. B [Hunter/RF]) Ice Unicorn transmits: 'Twila?... Twila?!'.

A rumbling is heard underneath the ground, much like she felt when on Manhattan Island that one night, but this is much louder of course....and more easily felt. Ground Man gets the transmission and prepares to cut Twila off at the sub-terra pass.

Punk changes course as he finally gets through the crowd saying, "She won't get away that easy.", he smirks as he runs towards Twila's position

Norman Cassidy blinks as the swamp bubble appears. o0(Ew?) He stares and jets up, hovering just in front of it. "Yoo-hoo...Guess what, you got yourself an admirer." He clasps his hands behind his back. "Now then, care to tell me what's going on down there? Or shall I have to beat it out of you?"

Spring Man looks around, and spots Enker first, then Twila second. Taking off towards the two, he pulls an Imspector Gadget as he runs along with his stilt legs. "I'm coming, Enker! Outta the way!"

(Ch. B [Family]) Roll transmits: 'Twi...? Rock, where ARE you?'.

Twila tries to pick up her pace now. Since most of the pedestrians have cleared from the main group of androids she's alot more easier to spot not. She slows as she feels the rumbling beneath her feet. Concidental? Perhaps...but she highly doubts it. She'll, she does try, for the moment. But with all these people around...

And as a Hunter she has to be concerned about them too.

Dr. Landon DeVry regards Cassidy from behind his field. "They are saying hello to their, Mother," he intones quietly...he would have a tad more ego, except for the fact this fellow is flying...and he's low on energy

Top Man also begins running after Twila, his skates propelling him along after her.

(Ch. B [Hunter/RF]) Ice Unicorn transmits: 'Dammit, someone find her. I've got my hooves full!'.

(Ch. B [Family]) Roll transmits: 'Uh... I'm hardly in condition to fight, without a Ride Armor.'.

Ditz Pinkmouse tailwaves to Tops, then blinks in confusion when he sees 'mom.' Mistaking it as he has this entire episode, he runs off after both Tops and Twila, thinking they know where she is. "Wait! I can't run fast with my presents!"

Twila Peterson .oO(I knew I should have mail-ordered early...)Oo.

Ground Man burrows up out of the ground, causing the street up ahead to explode with pieces of pavement and packed soil shooting out all over the place. Slowly the drill tank emerges from this rubble and shifts into his robot mode, "Hey Ma! Where ya goin?" He cackles.

A little boy watches from inside one of the shops. "Who...that slinky guy is neato!"

(Ch. B [Hunter/RF]) Ice Unicorn transmits: 'Dangit!'.

(Ch. C [SilverStar]) Roll transmits: 'ATTENTINO REPLIFORCE! We require assistance! All field units are currently occupied, and Cpl. Twila Peterson needs help... we're unsure of her location.'.

"Wait for me!" Crash Man calls out as he starts to leap into action. A powered hop takes him sailing across the sky and onto Spring Man's coiled head. The Red Bomber bounces off the walking Thigh Master, shooting him straight back up!

The Chosen One soon lands smoothly on the ground behind Ground Man, briefcase in hand.

(Ch. C [None]) Phoebus transmits: 'Do you have a general idea on where she might be?'.

(Ch. C [Annoying-Public-Channel]) Ice Unicorn transmits: 'This time of year? Probably shopping somewhere'.

(Ch. C []) Storm Owl transmits: 'This is Major Storm Owl of Repliforce. We will gladly assist the Maverick Hunters in any way you require. However, we need to know the location of the crisis. Please transmit all information you currently have on the situation.'.

The young woman emits a high-pitched yelp as android comes up from below ground and forces herself to a stop...not that she has much of a choice mind you. "What is that you want?" she gets out towards those present.

Crash Man shrugs while offering Twila an award-winning smile. "Uh, look in this briefcase?" He offers the leather ensamble to her.

the Gesellschaft hovers over the general area, and Teisel looks over the railing on the deck... "Wow...that's a /lot/ of robot masters..."

(Ch. C [RM-MAV-MH-RF-Joint]) Blues transmits: '*grunts* Toront-something... I'm guessing...*cough* Torantreal.'.

(Ch. C [None]) Phoebus transmits: '...I'm on my way...'.

Ground Man grins towards Twila, "Why...nothing much." He folds his hands behind his back while looking around warily, "We just wanna help you get into the Christmas spirit...in the best way possible. Robot Master style! Heheheeee!"

Top Man grins brightly at Twila, spinning once or twice and jumping up and down a couple times "We want you to spend Christmas with us, Mom!" he gleefully exclaims "Shouldn't families be together on Christmas?"

Spring Man, unfortunately, does not hear the little boy. He jumps up, retracting all of his limbs, and lands three feet from Twila. "Hey, Ground. Hey Mom. How ya been?" He says, quite casually.

Punk smirks as he gets close saying, "Yea, we're not here to hurt ya. Just want you to come join the party, Mom."

Ditz Pinkmouse catches up with her as well, "Where's mom?" he asks everyone, breathless. "Where where where? I haven't seen her in years!"

(Ch. C [None]) Aethon transmits: 'Corporal Aethon here, sir.'.

Teisel Bonne decides to watch...and the bomb bay doors drop a single Drach, which hovers over the buildingtops, Teisel opens the front door on the thing, and watches from above

The Hunter medic just stands there for the logest time...just staring, "................" When she is able to speak, she chokes out, "Party?"

Crash Man nods, "Yeah. It's a party, and you get to be invited! You should be happy, mom. Not every family is together for Christmas. Granted, we might've killed some of it's members sometime down the line, but hey, you get to be with us for Christmas!"

Guts Man says, "And if you don't come quietly we're going to knock you out."

Norman Cassidy is also invisible. He grins, a phantom cheshire cat grin appearin in front of DeVry. "Call em off. Now."

Spring Man chuckles. "I got you a present, Mom."

Ditz Pinkmouse almost drops his packages at Guts' words. "GUTS!" he says reproachingly, "That's not nice at all! She's a very nice nice lady! And she's helped us before! But where's mom?" he asks again.

Twila makes a quick check behind her. Newp...Ground is still there. How...lovely. She then looks towards the masters in front of her while shoppers and varuious other pedestrians keep a distance. "That's....nice," she manges towards Spring, then asks, Guts, "I get a choice don't I?"

Top Man nodnods at Spring, then turns to Twila "Yeah! I got ya one too, Mom!" he exclaims with a grin.

Ground Man nods, "Either way.....you're going. Its not a good idea to turn down an invatation from us."

Teisel Bonne blinks... "If that's their mom...I feel sorry for her...that had to hurt in labor..."

Guts Man says, "Well we try to give everyone we encounter a couple of options."

The six Kobun with Teisel nod... "Especially that pointy fellow"

Phoebus walks into the area...sees the scene.. and gets an 'oh my god, a whole friggin army'. look on his face... he pulls out his lovely energy cannon...and..radios his friends :D.

(Ch. C []) Storm Owl transmits: 'Hunters, I have ordered Repliforce officers to proceed to Torontreal.'.

(Ch. C [Annoying-Public-Channel]) Ice Unicorn transmits: 'Appreciated'.

(Ch. C [None]) Phoebus transmits: 'Found her...There are a lot of guys there...Torontreal Commercial District.'.

Norman Cassidy is also invisible. He stares at DeVry, a Cheshire cat grin appearing phantasmically in front of DeVry. It quickly turns to a holographic sneer. "Call em off. NOW."

Upon swallowing...Twila manages, "So if I don't resist...I won't be knocked out?

Ground Man nods to Twila.

Teisel Bonne doesn't do anything yet...at least until the fighting starts...but he radios the Gesellschaft "When I give the signal, drop the Blitzkreig."

Templar comes flying in all superheroishly with the other Replidorks.

Spring Man offers Twila his hand. "Come on, I'll help you up to the ship."

(Ch. C [SilverStar]) Roll transmits: 'Thank you!'.

Dr. Landon DeVry looks at the grin, "They are not mine to call off. You go speak to them.

Punk nods, "Yea, we prefer to take you home in one piece. While for anyone that thinks that you need to saved will leave in pieces."

Twila Peterson figets. Gee...that leaves her with a no brainer. "Ok...so, I guess I'll be going..." she states, fending off nervousness as well as a patted down WHY ME??? feeling. She gives one step forward and gives Spring her hand...

Crash Man shrugs, "That was easy. Everyone back to the ship."

Top Man frowns at all the others, genuinely confused by their behaviour "Hey! Stop bein mean to mom. She's our mom!" he then looks to Twila and gives her a little half grin "Pleease mom? Come with us? We wanna get the whole family together for Christmas... Or at least _I_ do."

Ditz Pinkmouse suddenly realizes something, and he shouts it out for all to hear. "THATS NOT MOM! Mom is 3 inches tall and has fur and a tail and flapping big ears like me!" He flaps said ears.

Phoebus facepalms with his free hand before advancing..... wondering what the hell he's going to do.

Guts Man says, "You're probably thinking about your mom, this is our mom."

Ground Man looks to Ditz, "Well...its *OUR* Mom." He headshakes at the rodent.

Top Man kneels down next to Ditz and picks him up, grinning at him "That is too mom! That's _Our_ mom. Me and Guts and Crash and Clown and everyone!"

Crash Man says, "Yeah! She's got redhair, and there's fake porn featuring her -all- over the internet!"

Hurricane Hawk comes flying in behind Templar, both shoulder cannons armed. A quick glance over the area reveals the problem, a ton of masters, "Great, this should be interesting.

Twila Peterson .oO(They were adopted...)Oo.

Guts Man says, "Although I don't remember her ever being at Light's lab when I was built. So she's like my stepmom, so I could care less about her, stepmoms are mean! And ugly!"

Ground Man says, "Well...lets get going..at least we didn't run into any trouble."

Spring Man nods, and without asking, picks up Twila, and reextends his leg and stomach springs, lifting her off the ground. "It's up on a building. Hope you don't mind if I jump up there." He starts to run off with the rest of the Robot Masters.

Norman Cassidy frowns phantasmally, "Oh...So, they'll listen to me, but not you...How interesting..." His grin vanishes and he appears, phasing in. "Have fun." He twists around and leaps off the hoverboard, his still invisible platform. He goes sliding down the side of the building ala Megaman X. He leaps off the side, performing a perfect double axle somersault combo. He sticks the landing ala Agent J and stalks over toward Twila and the Masters, a new costume phasing into being holographically...A tuxedo. "Ah, there you are...I've been looking all over for you." He smiles, giving Twila the conspiratorial wink.

Top Man gasps at Crash and glowers about that "People are making fake porn of mom!? Those jerk heads! We should kick their butts for doing that!"

Ground Man says, "Taint decent!"

Phoebus scowls.. he can't really fire because that might endanger Twila... he tries to sneak closer though...

Skyblade Eagle is behind the rest of the Repliforcers, watching all the Robot Masters, "Oh great...I hope this doesn't degrade into a fight..."

Teisel Bonne hrms...and makes a mental note . o 0 (Ask Tron if we can make fake porn of her and sell it...at least that Devry guy would buy it...) 0 o .

Ditz Pinkmouse looks sad at this revelation, disapointed he's not going to see mom. Instead, he follows Twila in, but at Top's comment, adds in, "Yah! They should only make real porn!" obviously not knowing what porn is.

Crash Man gives Norm a glance, before turning to look at Guts Man. "Guts, handle Irwin R. Shyster over here." Our hero jerks a thumb at Norm.

Punk heads back to the transport saying, "We handle that problem, but nows not the time to worry about that."

Twila Peterson uuuuuhs, without given much time to answer. She hangs on tho. She knows how finicky these androids can be. She's not all to certain if anyone recieved her grown over the radio or not, but has a feeling it won't matter much anyway. Sheesh. "Er...no...why...would I mind?"

Top Man frowns at ditz and shakes his head "Nuh uh. Porn's really really bad, Ditz. And mom'd never be in it." he shakes his head again quite assuredly "So making fake stuff is like lying and saying she WOULD be in it. Since she wouldn't, we should kick their butts cuz they're being mean." and he nods as if he's made some kind of point.

Guts Man turns over to face Norm, he smiles, "Well well well, what have we here?!"

Spring Man shrugs. "I've been working out, you know." That's an understatement... "It's six stories up, I think." Right about now, as he's running, he starts to jump up and down, gaining height with each bounce. "We should be high enough when he get there." Hope Twila's not afraid of heights.

Norman Cassidy blinks, looking at Guts Man. o0(This could be bad...This could be /VERY/ bad...) He blinks, "What do you mean? I'm just Miss Peterson's...erm...tax attorney. You know, one of the only decent lawyers around." He grins, holding out a card. "Here, have a card. I'm sure you can probably use this at some point..." He smiles innocently, hoping his ruse works.

Ditz Pinkmouse ohs at Top, not really getting it at all. He follows The Nice Lady still, and decides she can have the treats instead of mom, since he won't be seeing her. "Hey Samantha!" he shouts to Twila, "These are for you!" Of course, at that time Spring bounces off with her, and he goes chasing after them both again.

Dr. Landon DeVry hrms as he notes Guts closing on Norm, and to do his part... His field drops down as his chest begins to glow. Soon a smaller copy of his swampy-colored bubble is headed towards Norman...to assure Guts' attacks hit true.

Guts Man has his arms crossed, not reaching over for the card, "Nah, I don't have any need for an attorney. Besides, I can't afford to pay one. Say you guys are rich aren't you? You guys make a fortune. I bet your pockets are just full of change." He uncrosses his arms and starts to walk towards Norm, "It's time for a little shakedown. Gimme all of your money!"

Templar narrows his eyes behind his visor, and jets up to a higher altitude, watching Spring Man go ... that is, presuming the RFers are within mutual LOS of the Masters.

At the moment, Twila's more concerned about loosing her lunch, although the height "thing" does have her somewhat concerned. Still, it's not too much. Spring is a professional...isn't he?

Crash Man starts a mega-hopping frenzy! Each leap he takes lands him on the side of a building, which he uses as a springboard off to another building. The Holy Bomber continues his jumping till he lands on the rooftop where the Stealth

"Ah...right," Twila mumbles, bracing herself.

Top Man simply begins spinning, getting up a good head of speed and rocketing up the side of the building in a way only he and Quick man can

Phoebus is...pretty much...well... unable to do anything still..cuz they have a...well..hostage..weird way to treat your mom..but hey...who knew.

Teisel Bonne ehs...and isn't concerned with this situation...nothing profitable about it

Norman Cassidy blinks, nailed in the back of his head with a bubble. He stares and turns around, looking for something to have hit him. He blinks as things go fuzzy on him. His wallet falls out of his back pocket at Guts' feet and he just stands there, unable to do anything else.

Punk smashing through a window, he uses the elevator to quickly get up to the roof and collects the grapple he used earlier saying, "Lets speed this up before there are any party crashers."

Storm Owl enters the commercial district area. He avoids flying in order to avoid attracting attention to himself. He moves through the area, relying on his high-powered optics and sound receptors to notice the kidnappers before they notice him. Before long, he finds them. Wishing he were stealth-equipped, and wishing even more that he could transmit a radio message without having to worry about interception, he positions himself in an alley at a distance where he believes he can observe without being seen. He observes, calculates, and plans.

Guts Man ooohs as the wallet falls out, he was more in the mood of grabbing Norm by the feet and shaking him until any loose change fell out of his pockets, but this will have to do. He bends over grabbing the wallet, then smirks, "Thanks buddy!"

Once on top of the roof that holds the Stealth Transport, the Holy Bomber heads up the extended walkway. "I think I should've brought some Rage Against Machine on this trip," Crash Man comments.

(Ch. B [Wideband]) Dawn transmits: 'Nothin'. Just guess they were right after all...'.

Phoebus actually does change his weaponry to blunt arrows...after all.. even if it hit twila it wouldn't hurt at all. cackle!..then again..it isn't really helpful anyway.

Punk follows after Crash, "I agree with you there, Crash."

Guts Man starts to walk back towards the others masters, what's the point of wasting his energy on Norm? Besides, it's not like he's going to do anything to stop them.

Templar notices Phoebus changing weapons. He tightbeams, rather annoyed, "<Put that away .... >" ... after all, it wouldn't even scratch Spring Man, but it might hurt Twila ... or make Springy yank her head off.

Crash Man finds it within himself to -deprive you all of his presence.- Toodle-oo, suckers!

Yea, Spring is a professional. Well... mostly a prefessional. "Hang on, we're almost there!" He says, before giving an almighty jump, and landing on the roof. "Ta da! He announces, before running towards teh ship. "it's time to go!" He races towards the ship.....

Top Man spins up and into the ship, heading for the seats.

(Ch. B [Wideband]) Dawn transmits: 'No...more about the fact I should be off-duty for a few days, actually. Had several people say that...'.

Being help by Spring Twila has no choice but to go along...

<Inside the transport...>

Stealth Transport

============================= Stealth Transport ==============================

The inside of the transport is extremely roomy, with a large crew compartment separated from the cockpit by a sliding mini blast door. The cockpit's instrumentation looks extremely complex and difficult to operate, although the entire control system is computerized to allow even an idiot (or the typical Robot Master) to pilot it with ease. The spacious interior has enough seats to hold 20 people easily, with room to spare for weapons and equipment.

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

Crash Man settles into the driver's seat. "Mister Spring Man, throw mom's radio out. We don't need the Hunters tracking us."

Outside> Phoebus sighs as he lowers his bow. "..."

Outside> Ground Man burrows down into the ground once again, escaping through another method of travel since it'd taking him a while to get to the transport with his speed.

Outside> Templar blinks behind his visor as they all ... vanish. "<Where'd they go?!>"

Outside> Storm Owl takes a further risk and radios his comrades in the area.

Spring Man runs into the transport, and skids to a halt. snapping his springs back into place, he carefully sets Twila down, and walks over to the driver's seat. "Is everyone in?"

Crash Man glances back to Spring Man, "Dude, toss mom's radio -out- of the ship."

Peterson let's out a barely audible wince...as *that* order is given. But she doesn't really give any protest...not like she has much of a choice. As she's sat down, she looks about the transport...recalling exactly what this is and who it used to belong to. Twila blinks, asking, "Where are we going again?"

Spring Man snaps his fingers, and walks back to Twila. "Can I have your radio, please?"

Outside> Skyblade Eagle spots DeVry as he starts to head towards the roof top, "Hey!" She yells out, "Stop right there buddy!" She breaks off from the formation and swoops down, both Skyblade launchers comming up as she flys in at him, "Check it.." Twin ion disks fly from the launchers, aiming for joints..

Crash Man adds, "Don't forget to blindfold her, too, Spring Man."

Top Man snickergiggles at Twila, grinning broadly "Silly, we're going Home, Mom." he says, as if that explains everything

Spring Man sighs, and looks for a blindfold....

Outside> Norman Cassidy groans, his mind suddenly snapping back as that bubble's effects wear off on him. He groans and looks around, muttering. "What the smeg hit me? I feel like drek..." He looks up toward the stealth transport, blinking as DeVry attempts to flee. "I don't think so, punk." His arm whips behind his back, pulling out a plasma shotgun. He takes aim and as the ion disk hits him, he fires. The pulse of super-heated, purple energy flying through the air in the form of billions of energy flechettes.

Twila Peterson withholds a sigh and hands over the transmitter. "Here..."

Outside> Templar notices Landon going ... and sees Skyblade fire. Realizing that they've crossed the line, he decides it's worth firing as well ... without expending time to double-check, uncharacteristically enough, he draws his chaingun and opens fire.

Outside> You may notice a slinky hand come out of nowhere as the hand throws Twila's radio out the window, and disappears quickly.

Twila Peterson crosses her hands in front of her chest, and settles herself. "Oh...home. Yeah...heard you...moved..."

Guts Man says, "Hey Twila, remember what you did to Wily with the coffee?"

Outside> Phoebus doesn't have time to get his energy cannon back out.. so he prays that landon is really hurt as he fires.... a blunt arrow at him.

Outside> Storm Owl sees his fellow Repliforce members opening fire on a cyborg. He makes a mental note to scold them later, then tries a desperate maneuver. He flies up toward the craft, certain that is what it is, and screams at the Robot Masters. "Surrender! We have you surrounded! Release the woman, or we will be forced to open fire on your craft!" A stupid plan, but he has to try something.

Twila Peterson frowns somewhat at Guts' question. "It was an accident.:

Crash Man considers destroying a reploid or two, 'cos they're ruining the Robot Master Christmas.

Guts Man smiles, "Yeah well, you know what? I like to drink coffee sometimes and sometimes all that caffeine makes me do 'accidents' too." He stares at Twila's lap for a second, the chuckles.

Well...at least Twila can't *see* Guts' expression at the moment. Yeesh!

Ditz Pinkmouse comes in and climbs up the side of Twila onto her lap, plopping down various (but mostly chocolate) candy bars. "Hi! I was gonna give them to momma, but she's not here so I'll give them to you!"

Punk looks out the windows then to Crash, "Are we ready to take off yet?"

Crash Man responds, "We're waiting on that dork Landon."

Spring Man glares at Guts, and actually attempts to push him away from Twila. He's strong enough, but dosn't know if he'll connect. "Don't talk to Twila like that! That was an accident!"

Twila Peterson looks down, despite the blindfold blocking her vision. "That's...very nice of you, Ditz. Thank you."

(Ch. B [Dragonfire]) Rock transmits: 'Hey everyone. Status Report?'.

(Ch. B [Wideband]) Dawn transmits: 'Still off-duty, medical leave, bro. C'mon, get down here, yer missin' out!'.

(Ch. B [Dragonfire]) Rock transmits: 'I am a bit out of it, Dawn. Punk did major damage to me last night that i am getting repaired'.

(Ch. B [Hunter/RF]) Ice Unicorn transmits: 'Just dishing out a little winter fun to a pesky Maverick.'.

(Ch. B [Dragonfire]) Rock transmits: 'Oh? Radio if you need backup, Ice.'.

(Ch. B [Wideband]) Dawn transmits: 'Yeah. But I think Ice here can handle it, he is Ex-Repliforce, after all...'.

Guts Man eyes Spring Man, "Shut you! There are no such things as accidents. Not when Wily is being harmed!"

Top Man nods at Spring and also glowers at Guts "Yeah, Guts, don't be mean to mom! She ain't done nothin to you! Now quit it or I'll tell dad!"

Spring Man looks right back at Guts. "Say's you! I

Outside> Dr. Landon DeVry rushes towards the shuttle, explosions hitting all over his frame. His left battleclaw is blown clear off and goes flying before a secondary explosion renders it utterly destroyed...he eventually disappears.

Dr. Landon DeVry has arrived.

Dr. Landon DeVry staggers in, sparking and missing an arm, "GO!

Outside> Templar only stops firing when DeVry vanishes. He tightbeams again, "<Where are these guys going!?!>"

Outside> The extended walkway slides back into an empty void of space, followed by the sound of a door being shut.

Spring Man looks right back at Guts. "Say's you! I'm willing to forgive her, and I think you should too!" He slowly extends his springs to that he grows at tall as Guts, and even a bit taller.

Outside> Skyblade Eagle blinks, "I don't know..." She aims her launchers towards where they're disapearing to, "We can't shoot it, either...Twila's in there, probably...Whatever it is.."

Outside> Slasher Jane blinks a bit, she says in a quiet little female voice, "Command link severed...reverting to basic programming. Terminate...*giggle*"

Guts Man says, "I don't forgive anything. Especially not people who tell me what to do!"

Outside> A hazy spectre rises up from a rooftop. A faint outline and wavy reality is the only sign of it's existance. A voice echoes from it as it ascends to the heavens.

"..Up your nose with a rubber hose, Replidork!" It sounds like the Chosen One, Crash Man!

Top Man rolls his eyes at Guts "Dad tells ya what to do alla the time, Guts."

Twila Peterson lets out a sigh. "Guys, why fight? It's Christmas. Er...have a tree?"

Outside> Norman Cassidy blinks, sliding the shotgun back into the hiding place on his back. His tuxedo disappears, leaving him in his bright orange boarding costume. He looks toward the hazy spectre, trying to figure out what the heck is going on.

Dr. Landon DeVry growls, "Dangit all...one of these days...miserable Repliforcers...I'll eat their bones!!

Guts Man says, "Yeah, but Wily's our boss, not like the rest of your schmucks!"

Ditz Pinkmouse looks at Guts, "How come you're so mad, Guts? Do you want to sing a song? And why does the Nice Lady have cloth glasses?"

Top Man says, "And would Dad tell you to hurt mom? No! He'd tell you not to hurt her cuz she's mom! Now quit being a meanie head and siddown!""

Spring Man shakes his head, and turns to Twila. "Yea, We have a tree! It's a nice one, too!"

Guts Man says, "Because if that lady sees anything we'll use Enker to poke her eyes out!"

Twila Peterson blinks behind the cloth. "You'll have to show me when we get there."

Punk ignores the others as he looks to Crash, "Get us back to base before that idiot Guts hurts Mom."

Guts Man eyes Punk, "Don't call me an idiot! Just because yer an Elite you think yer better than us! Well yer not!"

Dr. Landon DeVry assesses his own damage, in his own little world, "DAMNIT! I need to replace another arm..."

Spring Man looks back to Guts. "All right, Mister, sit down and shut up." My, does he look a bit pissed. He continues to just glare at Guts.

Ditz Pinkmouse gasps! "GUTS! Thats not nice at all!! Why would we do that? And how is she supposed to eat the candy if she can't see it?"

Outside> Storm Owl realizes his desperate plan failed. He also realizes that because he has both flight capability and the ability todetect stealthed objects, he just might still be able to make a difference. He prepares to follow the transport, intent on not allowing it to get away. He can only hope that the Robot Masters will not be expecting this and thus will not notice him. He quickly looks back to his fellow Repliforce members with a look of defeat and slowly flies a short distance toward them in order to make the Robot Masters think he has given up.

Outside> Stealth Transport makes off with Twila.

Guts Man says, "Tell me to shut up one more time and I'll tie you to the Great Wall of China and stretch you all the way to that french tower! And you're no match for me Punk, why waste my time on losers like you?!"

Outside> Although difficult to make out from a distance in the darkness of the trench, this huge (2 mile wide) metal cylinder is securely anchored into the bottom of the trench. It extends upwards, and also seems capable of retracting completely to the bottom of the trench, bringing with it the Wilysphere, which is mounted at the top end of it. It seems almost seamless, no rivets or welds visible, as if it was molded from just one piece of metal. This apparently gives it the strength to withstand the incredible pressure down here, as well as making it all but invulnerable to attack. Higher up, there are a few airlocks visible on the sides, as well as a much larger one that must be for vehicles.

<Upon arriving at the Wily Sphere somewhere underneath the ocean...in the docking bay...>

Welcome to the Wilysphere....

The first thing inside the sphere is a large pool made so various aquatic vehicles can dock. Currently there's only a single place for a vehicle to allow passengers to embark and disembark from a vehicle, as Mets, Joes, and Gear Clowns are busy working on other slots... As well as other projects in or near the pool....

Outside> Stealth Transport pulls into the docking bay, dripping wet. It decloaks upon command.

Twila Peterson remains seated, merely praying as she overhears some of the squabbling somewhere behind her.

Outside> Death awaits the arrival of said Stealth Transport, with Shame in one hand.. and, near his feet, and old mottled bag full of unrecognizable shapes, and slowly forming a pool of dark mechfluid.

Crash Man says, "Everybody out!"

Spring Man sighs, and gives up. He may be able to knock down Guts, and out jump him, but he has to sleep sometime. Looking out of the port, he says.... "We're here!

Punk scowls as he looks to Guts, "Listen scrap for brains, you may think your all that, but you'll be screaming in pain when I'm through with ya.", he unbuckles his belt and heads out.

Outside> Sword Man looks at the bag, and decides not to ask about what is in it, rather, he explains. "The Yuletide season is for the welcoming of friends and family in a joyous occasion of merriment. It originated from the Catholic Church, I presume, to celebrathe the birth of an important historical figure. However, I hold no religous decisions, as I have no reason to. I follow Lord Wily's decisions at rightful king of the world, however, outside that, I hold no interest." With that he prepares the location of the large present, and says nothing more.

(Ch. B [Lighthawk]) Seminole transmits: 'Hrm? What's up?'.

(Ch. B [Hunter/RF]) Ice Unicorn transmits: 'Just dealing with a little Maverick propeganda spreading'.

(Ch. B [Lighthawk]) Seminole transmits: 'I see.'.

Outside> ...MERRIMENT..?... WHATS THE POINT... YOU WILL ALL... DIE... EVENTUALLY...

Lets give a big round of appluase to Mr. Optimistic, Skull Man.

Outside> Guts Man snorts at Punk, "I've already scrapped most of you little Elites, you're no different."

Ditz Pinkmouse rides on Twila's shoulder, after gathering up the candy for her since she can't hold it if she can't see it.

Spring Man takes Twila by the hand, and leads her out.

Dr. Landon DeVry lurches out of the transport, sparking and missing an arm. He is NOT happy...the fact is very obvious even with his lack of facial features, "I require repairs! NOW!

Twila Peterson is led out by the hand by Spring Man. "I hear water..." she states as she's guided down the ramp...

Spring Man walks out of the ship, leading Twila by the hand. "Hey, Crash, can she take off her blindfold yet?" He says, leading her to the main walkway. "I think she would be able to see better without it."

Crash Man waves a hand to Spring Man, "Remove the blindfold, Spring Man."

Cold Man looks up at the arrival of the transport and its cargo, propelling himself from his posture leaning against the wall. He salutes briefly, and nods to the arriving Masters. "Welcome back." He looks at DeVry, and nods. "Follow me to the repair bay, Dr. DeVry." He turns and strolls north. Cold Met, meanwhile, continues to lethargically nerp out Christmas carols.

Punk turns back towards Guts, "I'll show you how I'm different, you may have pounded, Quint, Enker, or Ballade, but you'll never lay a hand on me. Just name the place, the time and we'll see who's the best."

Top Man jumps around "Here we are mom! Home sweet home! Isn't it great!?"

Spring Man nods, and remove the blindfold.

Crash Man says, "Welcome home, Mom!"

Twila closes her eyes as the fabric is removed and...blinkblinks as her eye readjust to the light. Personally, she liked it better on the island. Here, she's strangely reminded of 50,000 Leagues Under the Sea. "It's...nice..."

The Electronic Angel of Death's emerald optics shines brightly... and his cold, eery voice sweeps across the room like a whisper of doom in all ears....

...WELCOME... MOTHER...

Is all the Grimm One says, idly picking up his 'gift sack'... and begins seprently moving towards the group.

Sword Man walks before Lady Paterson, with his left hand across his chest. Here, he kneels before her with slow and confident stature. "Welcome, my Lady, to Lord Wily's abode. I am Sword Man, and I shall be of any service that you require." At this he looks up to her, checking to see if she is hurt in /any/ way.

Punk looks around before saying, "Not here and now fool, I'd prefer to wait until Christmas is over so that Mom doesn't have to see you in pieces."

Spring Man's eyes light up. "And it's all ours!" He says. "Hey Crash, can we give her a tour of the dome area?" He asks.

Guts Man says, "I knew it. Yer the biggest wuss around Punk. Go hide in fear knowing that I'm gonna be giving you the thrashing of your life in just a few short days."

"Greetings, Sword...Skull..." Twila offers politely, while keeping some minot attention on the conversations around her, wondering what's expected of her...

"Aqua Man's prepared a lovely, festive ensamble for you to wear during your stay." Crash Man instructs Twila like some kind of armored host. "The kitchen's downstairs, fully stocked for you to make a big dinner. We've voted on having ham, turkey, roast beef, mashed potatoes, peas with them lil' pearl onions, cornbread, string bean casseroles, macaroni and cheese, and some kind of pie for dessert."

Top Man throws a little tantrum "Quit fighting you two! Mom's here and this is supposed to be a happy time! Stop fighting or I'll tell Dad!"

Crash Man looks to Top Man, "Hey Top, go get the clothes that Aqua Man picked out for mom." He smiles and claps his hands twice, "Chop chop!"

Guts Man says, "Bah-humbug..."

Skull Man quietly hefts the sack and its mysterious, bleeding contents... speaking as he offers it towards Twila...

...DO NOT... OPEN THIS... UNTIL THE CHRIST MAS... OR I WILL BE... INDULGED... TO REMOVE ONES ESSENCE....AND SEND IT TO PARADISE...

Yuletidish, isn't he?

Top Man spins around as Crash gives him orders "Huh? Wha? oh yeah, sure thing Crash" he says, brightening and seeming to completely forget what he was mad about a minute ago. Beginning to spin at a high rate, he rockets out of the room, heading to get the clothes

Punk scowls as he gets hi fool attention on Guts, "YOUR GONNA TAKE THAT BACK OR YOUR GOING TO THE SCRAP HEAP.", he doesn't wait for an answer as he swings his fists directly at the other RM

Punk misses Guts Man with his Smash attack.

Crash Man says, "Hey Punk, chill. Take the fight to the Training Room. We've got that big cage!"

Oh, terriffic. Not only an outfit is given but also she has to make dinner. Poisons out innit? "Well, I will need a lil help..." Twila stamers, not even wanting to think what they want her to wear. She holds Skull's gift at arms length when taken and nods. "I...won't open it," she promises. Will burning do?

Guts Man blocks the fist coming his way with his forearm, "You suck Punk!" Time for a Guts Cold Stunner! Phase 1 of Guts Cold Stunner!

Top Man spins back into the room, clutching a clothes box close to himself so he doesn't drop it with all the crazy centrifugal force he's exerting. Screeching to a halt, he holds the box out to Twila "Here ya go, Mom. I think you'll like 'em." he says cheerily

Crash Man says, "Sword Man can help you in the kitchen, right Sword Man? After dinner, we'll open our presents."

Spring Man looks at Twila. "I'm a pretty good cook, actually." He looks at the clothes, and can't help but snicker. "For you, Twila."

Ditz Pinkmouse ooohs at Skull's sack of red jelly, "Look Twila! He's got a back of jelly-filled donuts!"

Crash Man adds, "And Spring Man, too."

Twila Peterson erms, "Can...you hold this for me? I...wouldn't want to soil the clothing," as she takes the box, and opens. "Oh...my..."

(Ch. C [Broadband]) Sentinel transmits: 'Hunters.'.

(Ch. C [RF-MH]) Seminole transmits: 'Repliforce.'.

(Ch. C [Broadband]) Sentinel transmits: 'Wish this was just a relations-call. Sorry, Roll, not at this time. Unfortunately...I need to speak with one of you, preferrably in person.'.

Punk jumps back and looks to Crash, "I'm ready to take him out here and now.", he looks to Guts, "What do you say, head to the training room or slug it out here?"

Ditz Pinkmouse ooohs at Skull's sack of red jelly, "Look Shenia! He's got a back of jelly-filled donuts!"

Top Man blinks and holds the bag, sniffing a little bit as an odd smell wafts from it "... Eww..." he looks to Skull "Uhh, Skull, what's in this thing?" He inquires of his grim brother

Sword Man nods to Sir Crash. "I will do what ever I can to help a guest and a lady of my leige." Then he turns to Twila. "Pardon my friend's absence of manners with what he wishes to ask more politely, shall be off, so that you may become ready for tonight's festivities?

Guts Man says, "We can head to the training room if you want to head there. No matter what, I'm gonna end up on top."

Crash Man says, "But pops is in the bathroom still, so, I guess he'll have to wait."

Guts Man mumbles to himself, "I thought she was an ugly ogre?"

Cold Man reenters the docking area from the north, having completed Dr. DeVry's repairs. He looks around, and notices Twila. "Welcome, mother." He walks over to his gifts, and simply leans against a wall next to them, waiting for his opportunity to dole them out.

Spring Man nods. "I would have preferred a purple hat, but they wouldn't listen to me. His eyes turn an anime ^ ^ and he shrugs. "But I think you will look just so cute in it!"

Punk starts to head out of the dock, "Just keep thinking that, but your the one going down."

Sword Man walks over to Sir Guts Man after hearing this, his eyes narrowed and his mouth sneering. "Retract that comment, Sir, or prepare to face the wrath of insulting Lord Wily's Lady!

Quietly, the Grimm Skull turns his frightening emerald optics upon Top Man... and speaks:

...MY PRESENTS... FOR MOTHER... OBVIOUSLY...

Cryptic answer, ne?

You save your current description as 'Elf.'

(Ch. A [Hunter-Main]) Rock transmits: 'Twila? You there?'.

(Ch. A [Rock]) Twila Peterson transmits: '*dead air*'.

(Ch. A [Hunter-Main]) Rock transmits: '... Still no answer... odd...'.

(Ch. C [RF-MH]) Seminole transmits: 'Alright, Major, where would you like to meet?'.

(Ch. C [RF-MH]) Seminole transmits: 'Is Light Labs acceptable, then?'.

Rock pages: ... You /should/.

(Ch. C [Broadband]) Sentinel transmits: 'Your choice. Anywhere is fine...'.

(Ch. C [Broadband]) Sentinel transmits: 'On my way. My access hopefully still works.'.

Crash Man claps his hands together while smiling happily. "This'll be the best Festivus ever! Oh, wait. Wrong show."

Top Man glares at Guts "Mom's not ugly! Mom's the prettiest lady in the world! So nyah!" and he sticks his tongue out at Guts. Jeeze, can he BE more like an eight year old?

Crash Man claps his hands together while smiling happily. "This'll be the best Christmas ever!"

Guts Man starts to make his way out of the room, but stops to look back at Sword Man, "Shut up and go open Wily's mail you overgrown penknife."

Twila Peterson looks about, hiding a gulp. "So, where exactly can...I change?"

(Ch. B [Dragonfire]) Rock transmits: 'Hmm... Status? And tell me... has anyone seen Twila?'.

Spring Man hrms.... and thinks.... "My quarters? I have a closet in there." He chuckles. "There's neon lighting in the closet, so you probably be able to see."

(Ch. C [RF-MH]) Seminole transmits: 'I'll clear you through anyway.'.

(Ch. C [Twila]) Rock transmits: 'Hmmm? It should, Sentinel. Seminole can clear you, as he said. What's going on?'.

(Ch. C [Broadband]) Sentinel transmits: 'Not on the air.'.

Cold Man peers at Twila. "Well, we are asexual beings. Changing here would be akin to, say, changing with a bunch of dogs in the room, not to compare myself and my brothers to dogs. But if you feel too uncomfortable, I'm sure someone can direct you to a suitable changing location." He gestures to nowhere in particular.

Top Man says, "What about the bathroom? Don't most people change in the bathroom?"

itz Pinkmouse whispers: 'Awwww, I bet you're a cute elf...but don't elves eat mice?'.

"Always have been modest..." Twila muses. She then glances down. "Hmmm...no. Elves don't eat mice." Following that she states to the rest. "Just somewhere it...wouldn't be a bother."

Sword Man steps out of the crowd to face Sir Guts. "Very well then, cur. You are no better than our opponents, as you cannot rise above thier pettiness. I must apologize for such actions, but I must set right, that which you have wronged." At this he rushes at the huge Master with his sword out stretched, planning to swipe at him in a glancing swing.

Crash Man blinks at Sword, "Hey dolt. Take it to the Training Room."

Ditz Pinkmouse ohs, "She can change in my house!" Of course, it's a labcage.

Top Man hrms... "Uhh, I think the safest place would be like either me or Spring's quarters..."

Cold Man peers at Ground Man as well. "Ridiculous; why set traps in my own room? To harm my brothers? Though my quarters are not the best choice either; plain stainless steel is not the most lively environs to be in."

Punk stops and looks to Guts saying, "You turning chicken? Because if you are its time to forget the rumbe and start the party.", he notices Sword attacking Guts and smirks saying, "Looks like its cancelled for now, but i'll get you take back your words after Sword man is through with ya."

The Malakim.. speaks...

...I DOUBT VERY MUCH SHE WOULD... BE... HARMED IN MY QUARTERS... NOTHING MOVES THERE...

He pauses to add:

...NOTHING... LIVES... THERE EITHER...

Top Man frowns "I've just got a lotta toys and comic books and stuff.. So my rooms' pretty safe. Not like, say, Heat's room. That place's nuts

Sword Man leaps to the side, nodding at Sir Crash. He can substain from wanting to teach the large Master a lesson for that long. The attack then passes by. "Dear, dear Sir Guts, let us take this quarrel beyond the eyes of a lady and to a more appropriate place." With this he walks past and begins to head toward the training room.

Twila Peterson watches off to the side and takes a step back. Not like she can really escape anywhere anyway. "Neither of you would mind, then?" she states to Top and Spring. They seem two of the more "safer" ones anyway.

Spring Man shakes his head, and starts to walk towards the dome. "You can choose any quarters, if you don't like neon lights." He gestures. "After you."

Guts Man says, "What lady? What do you guys keep talking about? All I see is that little old witch who tried to burn off Wily's crotch and prevent him from breeding an heir!"

Top Man shakes his head at Twila "Naw, I don't mind." he thinks for a minute "Uhhmm... I've got a bathroom in my room so you could use that if ya wanted." he then blinks and shrugs as she seems to decide on Springs' quarters "Or you could use Spring's, whatever."

"Nice of you to offer anyway," she says shyly in reply to Tops...then disappears.

<Soon...after changing...>

Twila Peterson:

Before you is a young woman appearing to be within her late teenage years. Measured just over five feet in height. Stylish shoulder length, curlish locks of auburn caress her delicate features. But there's something about the eyes, her bluish-green orbs, what some refer to as the "windows of the soul".

At the moment Twila is dressed as an elf. A cute little elf. Dressed in a festive green jumper with gold trim, white blouse and stockings, red, boots, and a matching cap (with a lil jingle-bell ball). Now, why would she dress up like an elf?

Wilysphere - Main Chamber

The Main Area of the Wily Sphere can be described in a single word. HUGE. Big enough to fit the entire original Skull Fortress in, and then some. Right now though there's Joes working on the dome itself, welding here and there. There's Mets working on supports for the dome, as well as what possibly could be the basics to turn the entire dome into a rather impressive fortress. There's Pickle Dozers moving debris around. just to put it bluntly you have various gumbies doing anything and everything imaginable in the way of construction.

But there is one place that isn't under construction. That's a series of rooms near the center, the barracks.

Ditz Pinkmouse would love to bounce, but right now he's got Twila's treats, which she still hasn't eaten. And he's got an elf to follow. Wait...one less Twila...one more elf...Finally, Ditz puts 1 and 1 together. And comes up with the square route of pi. "Santa is trying to take over the world!"

Spring Man walks out with Twila. "I think she looks just fabulas!"

Twila Peterson perks an eyebrow. Now that would give Wily some competition. When

Spring Man makes his reintroduction she poses slightly, as well as shyly. "You...like...?" she asks to those present in general.

Cold Man stands next to his neat piles of gifts, arms folded. He taps his foot, and notes Twila's entrance. "It's wonderful." He doesn't really sound like he cares, and in truth appearances are the least thing on his mind. "When do we get to the gifts? I've got work to do in the repair bay..."

Ditz Pinkmouse smiles at the elf, "I think it's a cute elf! But what happened to your guys' mom?"

Twila Peterson offers a goodby wave to the Master and turns to the others. "So...would you like to eat first or...presents?"

Cold Man waves his hand. "Gifts, please. I do not eat, and as I said I have work I'd like to get done." He kneels down to his presents and begins to sort them out further.

Punk gets over to his small pile of gifts before looking towards Twila saying, "Well I have to agree that you do like nice.", he looks to Cold Man silently then to rest, "Who agrees that Mom should decide what goes first?"

Twila Peterson hmmms and, decides to help the Master find his. Although...may not be a good idea to get too close to them right now...er... "Is this it?" she asks pointing.

Top Man finishes wrapping the last present and shoves it under the tree "There, everything's allll wrapped up.

The Tree:

A massive Douglas Fir that's just ten feet away from scraping the top of the WilySphere. It's been liberally decorated in tinsel, lights, Robot Master weapon replicas, and other assorted ornaments. For some reason, the very top of the tree has been kept bare. Perhaps it's reserved for someone or something important?

Twila Peterson comments, "Well, I honestly don't mind either way. Everyone has their own tradition at Christmas."

Twila Peterson hrms. "While the rest decide...you can open your gifts, Cold..."

Bass, meanwhile has by now stepped out from the gaping maw of Skull Fortress' bulk, and begun to approach the scene. Although with some sort of reserved inner caution at the scene before him. As he draws closer with each step, his scowl grows that much deeper, until finally he stops just at the edge of the circle of the 'gathering', crossing his arms over his chest, and frowning as he glares at the scene as it unfolds.

It's then that he happens to set his eyes on Twila, and his glare narrows slightly more.

Top Man smirks as everyone debates what to do. Thinking for a moment, he goes and starts grabbing the gifts that _he_ wrapped up, beginning to hand them out. How's THAT for taking initiative?

Cold Man sifts through the mound under the tree, and follows Top Man's example. He first finds Ground Man's gift, and hands it to him; a small, rectangular object.

Top Man hands Cold man his present, then gives Ditz his, then he looks over and spots Bass. Grinning to himself, he runs over to Bass and hands him a big old present "Here ya go Bass! Merry Christmas!" he says cheerily before moving on

Twila Peterson catches the form of Bass from the corner of her eye and witholds a groan. If *anything* she knows he's more Mr. Scrooge than Jolly St. Nicholas. Wonderful. She doesn't offer him much in greeting, only a small nod to hierself as if to acknowledge his presence. "What you...get, Ground?"

Cold Man looks down at Top Man's gift. "Cannot find out until it's open." He proceeds to neatly unwrap Top Man's gift, the sort of meticulous unwrapping that insufferable people who save gift wrap do.

Within Cold Man's gift is a Brand new shiny Socket Wrench set.

Cold Man nods to Top Man's gift, and would give a small smile if he had a mouth. He turns to Top Man, and nods. "Thank you very much; my current pair is beginning to rust." He sifts through the pile and hands Top Man his gift, with a rather tall box shape.

Top Man smirks and stops "Yer welcome, Cold" he says, grinning like the damn fool that he is. He then sees that he has a present too and rushes up to it

Twila Peterson shifts her weight a little uneasily from one foot too another...but hides her nervousness well, or so she hopes. She then reaches down for a gift and offers it to Punk. "Here...this is yours. It's from...Wind Man,"

Bass is apparently....handed a gift. Or more accurately, one is thrust into his hands before he has a chance to punch out the one responsible for it. For a few seconds, he stands there, in that most less-than-pleased expression that pretty much is a part of him from day to day. Rain or shine, snow or hail.

However, he does raise his thumb and forefinger and take hold of the edge of the ribbon, giving it a meticulous tug to remove it. If only to satisfy his curiosity.....and know how to properly go about letting Top Man have it.

Top Man blinks and smirks "Neat!" he says, looking up at Cold "Thanks bro!" :D

Within Bass' Present from Top, are three boxes. Each box contains a Bopit bag (one of those punching bags that can't be knocked down). One says 'Commander X', another says 'Protoman' and the last one says 'Zero'

Punk takes the gift and prepares to open it saying, "Now what could he of gotten me.", he rips apart the wrapping paper not caring if he makes a mess

(Ch. A [Hunter-Main]) Rock transmits: 'Twila? Twila? Come in, Twila... if you can hear me, Come in.'.

Ditz Pinkmouse smiles at Top and opens his gift expectantly...

Twila Peterson offers another present, this one to to Shade. "And...to you...from Ditz."

Cold Man digs through his pile of gifts again, and eventually comes up with a small package addressed to Shade Man. It quickly is transferred to its correct recipient by Cold Man's hands.

Shade Man , who until recently had been at the very fringes of this activity, with a slightly bemsued look on his face, takes the present graciously. "Thank you.." he sayas quitely, and takes his careful, sweet time to open the packaging around his present.

Ground Man folds his arms behind his back and watches the gift giving.

You paged Wind Man with 'Hmmm....ok...present scene right not, Masters have kidnapped me since they see me as Mom...um...to celebrate Christmas a lil early'.

SHADE MAN get equipped with COPY OF NECRONOMICON from COLD MAN!

Top Man roots through the presents some more, then runs over to Ground, handing him a present, then over to Twila, handing her one as well. Woo.

Bass eyes the three objects for the longest moment, before finally sighing, and rolling his eyes as he gives the box a toss to the side, on a nearby table that happens to have been conveniently set up. Through his own mind, he dosen't bother going on a rant...nor going about voicing his own..derision for the events. The fact that this was the Old Man's idea is what keeps him at bay....and 'behaving' himself so to speak.

Not that anyone should push it of course.

Twila Peterson offers Ground Man his gift, "From Top and...Ditz...this one's from Ground."

Ground Man takes the gift from Twila, "Thanks, Ma...now...what do we have here?"

Shade Man quietly inspects the binding of such a book, and finding it to his satisfaction, smiles a little. He says to Cold man. "My deepest heartfelt graititude, Cold man." as he cracks open the book, and retreats to a corner, far, far away from Bass and the others. He begins to read, quietly.

Punk looks in the package but instead of pulling out whats in there, he grabs one of his own gifts and tosses it over to Top man saying, "Hey Top, catch."

Contained within Ground Man's present from Top is a brand spankin new Shovel.

Top Man jumps into the air and catches Punk's present, landing lightly on his feet "Thanks Punk!" he shouts before tearing into the paper...

Twila Peterson then accepts her own present. "Ooh, thank you." she emits as she looks at the gift, then proceeds to open. .oO(Really shouldn't have...)Oo.

Shockingly enough, though this is Blasphemy, Twila's present contains a Rock Plushie

Ground Man opens the gift, looks over the shoven, "Well...lookie here! That'll come in handy...nothing like a good ol'shovel to dig open graves."

Forth from the Citadel of Wily's Domain comes... Death... cold, heartless, and a emerald gaze to shatter all christmas joy... Yep. Mr. Optimistic himself..

Cold Man sifts through the pile again, and comes up with another small gift, which he sets down in front of Ditz.

Top Man smirks and sets the football aside with his scooter, then grabs one more present, carrying it over to Skull "Here ya go, bro!"

Ditz Pinkmouse nearly collapses in excitement from the cheese, and eats it quickly. Well, half of it at least. He opens up Ground's next.

Ground Man hmms, looking over Ditz, "And ah bet I can find other uses for it too..." He raises the shovel up and *BAPS!* Ditz over the head with it, "Merry christmas..."

The Bloody Angel pauses as a box, wrapped in enough color to cause small glitches in his optics, and topped with a bow... is brought forth and presented. However... that pure, absolute apathy that is forever written onto his boney face never changes as he takes the box, peering at it with glowing emerald optics... silent, for the moment.

The young woman's features genuinely soften as she opens the gift and gives the toy a big hug. "Thanks, Top," she offers. While holding tightly to her plushie she offers Shade Man his gift. "Here you go...from Cold."

Care of Cold Man, Ground Man is the new owner of a comprehensive book of excavation sites and intriguing finds.

Bass sighs quietly, more to himself, before he turns and eyes the box he was given but a few seconds ago. His eyes narrow slightly, and he removes the one bag that's labelled 'Zero', before setting it down on the tabletop itself, where it bobs back and forth for a few seconds.

And with that, he clenches his right hand into a fist, drawing his arm back and...

*BIFF!*

Well the bag's may not be able to be knocked down, but they probably didn't have the idea of super-strong robots in mind when they constructed them. Especially not ones particularly as strong as Bass for that matter. Zero's image only stands up to the impact for about a second, before it's torn forcefully from it's mounting with the sheer force of the blow, and sent hurtling across the very room itself, where it bounces off of a pillar and falls to the floor as little more than a deflated, punctured bag.

And at that, Bass -does- smirk finally, re-crossing his arms and turning back to face the others. Ok maybe SOME gifts can please him.....ever so slightly.

Contained within Skull Man's gift is a brand new Cloak, from Top Man

The Malakim is still peering at that colorful box with the bow, as if a little unsure what it is...

Cold Man digs under the tree again, and hands a strangely familiar-shaped gift to Skull Man.

Twila Peterson digs through some of the remaining gifts while continuing to hold onto the toy and offers Top Man one from Shade. "To you..."

Ditz Pinkmouse sees how left out Bass is (nobody is with him), so, despite order and traditions, he pulls out a box about 3 inches long and 2 inches wide and quickly drops the box that is held shut with but a single ribbon ontop of his foot before scurring back to his place beside Twila.

Finally, a boney hand is put on top of the box.. grips... and pulls upward, parting the paperish construction with force. The Grimm One peers long and hard at the new cowl.. it's a bit hard to tell whether he likes it, hates it, or is thinking of lunch. Damn him and his immobile, apathetic skull-for-a-head. However... with quick motions, his old, holey cowl is off his shoulders, and the new one is in place, sweeping his ankles properly... He speaks, once:

...MY... THANKS..?

Comes the cold, hollow voice, before a new box is handed to him from Cold Man.

Ground Man ooohs at the book, "Now here be good readin..."

Bass scowls as yet ANOTHER gift gets tossed his way. Or rather...dropped on his foot. He scowls once more, eyeing the tiny object, before leaning over to pick it up.

. o O(Now what?)

Thumb and forefinger reach out and undo the wrapping, as he continues to play the little game....for now.

Top Man finally goes around giving out the last of the presents, or at least the last of the ones he can give out cuz everyone else is gone. He gives one to shade, Punk and Wind Man

Death peers upwards, towards Twila... as his boney hand once more parts the wrapping from the gift...

..MOTHER... YOU MAY NOW OPEN... MY GIFT.. TO YOU...

Uh-oh?

Punk looks at the gift and puts it down for a bit as he rolls out a large gift that is in his pile before opening the one from Top man

No we aren't here to sing Christmas carols to you all in the command center

Bass of course opens the tiny object, and pulls out....a toe.

Yep, that's it. It's a toe. A fake one that is...the kind one finds in a novelty store. Suffice it to say that Bass just stares at it, for the longest time, before finally speaking in that monotone voice that dosen't change pitch one way or another. "Oh joy....just what I always wanted...." he grunts before giving it a slight toss over his shoulder.

Conveniently enough, Treble happened to be not too far away, having nosed his way up here...and now he's in a perfect spot to intercept it as it comes his way. *CHOMP!*

Well it keeps him busy for a few minutes.

Un, oh is right. Twila's stomache does a belly-flop or three as she tries to keep her lunch down while...opening. "How...thoughtful..." she manages just before looking inside.

Ditz Pinkmouse claps happily, he /knew/ that's just what Bass wanted! "I got one right!" he exclaims.

Inside the bags are.. well... it appears, for once, that Ditz was correct!! It's a rather large pile of jelly-doughnuts. Oh, and the serving reploid that used to sell them, nicely scythed up and deactivated. Not to mention most of the doughnuts are smushed by now..

Death speaks. If it wasn't for the fact that his voice never altered its emotional state, one might almost say he was proud of his thoughtfulness..

...I HAD HEARD IT TOLD.. FROM A MORTAL.. THAT SUCH ORGANIC.. DELICACIES... ARE A WELCOME TREAT.. TO YOU OF THE FLESH...

At least he tries?

The bell atop Twila's head softly jingles while she inwardly let's out a sigh of relief. "They're...my favorite. Thanks, Skull."

...OF COURSE... MOTHER...

Comes the cold answer, before the Master of Terror peers down at his gift..

Cold Man blanches visibly as his gift to Skull Man comes to light. It wasn't removed from its previous owner by Cold Man, nor was it stolen from its resting place; he actually was "lucky" enough to find it in a war-torn zone, in a tucked-away place where nobody else would find it.

Skull Man is now the owner of a human skull.

Twila Peterson offers Cold Man another one of his. "Here...this is from Skull," she states after putting down her donutes, not minding of Treble has his fill if he likes. All the while she's tightly snugging her plushie.

Skull Man slowly lifts the skull, peering... emerald glowing socket to empty, dead socket... for a long time, he doesn't speak.. then, quite suddenly:

...POOR YORIK... I KNEW HIM WELL...

Humor, from Death? Fear!!

Shade Man suffers himself to put his book down, and look at Top man's gift cautiously. Then, slowly he opens the present.

Punk rolls the large gift over to Bass saying, "I hope you enjoy it.", he then backs up as he waits for Bass to open it

Twila Peterson offers Cold Man another one of his. "Here...this is from Topper," she states after putting down her donutes, not minding of Treble has his fill if he likes. All the while she's tightly snugging her plushie.

Contained within Shade Man's gift is a bottle of SPF 50 Sunblock, from Top Man

Ground Man dissapears into his room for a bit, figuring he should find Twila a present as well...

Shade Man chucjles quietly. He puts the sunblock down, and chuckles a little more. He says to Top man. "A thoughtless gift, but an amusing one. Thank you for the entertainment."

Treble indeed does help himself to the donuts as they're set down. He's certainly not going to turn down free eats. Despite his hellhound tendencies and hair trigger temper that rivals that of his master's.....he's still a dog at heart. And it isn't long before he plunks down next to the box and his face within it, chomping away loudly. And when the donuts are done? He helps himself to those remains of the serving reploid...since they satisfy his desire to chew on something.

Cold Man looks down at his gift, happy to forget the skull that he fetched for Skull, and once again meticulously removes the wrapping, saving it for later.

Bass blinks as he once again gets ANOTHER gift shoved at him. This is getting to be a habit isn't it? He happens to glare back at Punk for a few seconds as he backs up. Perhaps a wise move in it's own right.

"This is getting out of hand...." he mutters under his breath. Though he removes the wrapping as such with a single swipe of his gloved hand. No messing around with him. It's open the darn box and see what the heck is inside. No fuss, no muss.

Cold Man digs through his pile yet again, and takes out another gift about the size of Ground Man's, which he promptly hands to Wind Man.

Twila Peterson pulls out a gift. For...Treble? Oh...dear. She swallows and lays it s few feet from the canine...then hurries back towards the tree. Whew...that wasn't so hard...was it?

Skull Man begins quietly polishing his new skull, knowing exactly where to place it... in his crypt.

Ground Man returns, holding something behind his back, heading towards Twila, "Here.....I've been saving this. And I figured you'd like it." He holds out a natural grown crystal formation, which is sorta in the shape of a fantasy castle.

Treble narrows his optics as Twila as she steps close, indeed giving that warning growl that he's prone to when anyone invades his space. But as she steps away, he eyes the box that's been left for him.....before promptly leaning over to sink his teeth into the edge of it, and simply tear it away. There.....that's how HE opens presents. Hope it wasn't breakable.

As for Bass, he eyes this latest box, before rolling his eyes once more, and setting it aside. The parts.....well it will keep his robotic hellhound busy during those times he's resting in his quarters. The watch....maybe Treble can munch on that too.

Or maybe he will find a use for it....

Twila Peterson turns towards Ground and...reaching out for the gift, accepting. "This is beautiful. Did...you carve this?"

Wind Man is somewhat surprised to find something coming his way. Oh well. So much for ambiguity. He smirks and uses a rather amazing level of wind-control to hover the package in front of him and open it with wind-power only.

Shade Man quietly stands up, tucking his book under his arm as he departs in silence.

Ground Man headshakes, "Shucks no...it was like that when I came upon it...just washed it up a little."

Contained within Wind Man's gift, are two things. One thing is a Barometer, and another is a box of Silver Iodide Crystals... From Top Man

The name tag was ripped off the box by accident. Regardless...when Treble opens the gift he finds...a doggie bone?

Twila Peterson ohs and peers into the crystal, the tou Megaman hugged tightly to her chest still.

Wind Man blinks.. simply thinking... "why?" Not like they weren't already BUILT INTO HIS BODY or anything... (G) He shrugs, slides them in some recess on his body, and opens the other in a similar manner.

The crystal seems to give off strange and dazzling refractions of light when held up close.

A very eccentric author wrote the book Cold Man couldn't resist getting for Wind Man. A nice book: "Chicken Soup for Wind Man's Soul." Maybe it's a bit small of a demographic, I guess...

Death pauses, looks at his new collection item, then looks towards Top and Cold. Mmmm... he suddenly departs, into the fortress... a few minutes later, he comes back.. dragging a Sniper Joe by the throat.

Wind Man ponders. Ooook. Just so long as it doesn't melt his "frosty" outlook... it could be interesting. He flips through it briefly, before sliding it into another body cavity. He'd look at it in more detail later.

Treble eyes the bone as it falls out in front of him, giving an audible snort as he eyes it for a few seconds....then leans down to sniff it. His optics narrow slightly, before he breathes out a jet of flame that severely blackens the bone itself with the incinerating heat....and in the next instant, he snaps it up in his jaws, before turning and trotting off, apparently satisfied.

Ground Man says, "Where's Crash Man? I didn't give him his gift."

Twila Peterson glances once again towards the tree...nowing that not all the Masters are here due to...well...something. "Uh...so...are most of the presents given out?"

Wind with more success. But ya have to know the sneakier part of the personality before that makes much sense. (G)"

Top Man shrugs at Twila "All the ones for everyone that's here right now. We can give the rest of 'em out later, when everyone else is around.

We...who's we? "How...long is this party supposed to last?" she asks, shyly.

Bass hears that little last bit, and straightens up, already moving forward with a purpose as he comes up behind Twila, and places one hand out to FIRMLY take her shoulder. "Then I believe business would be concluded here where some of us are concerned...." he grunts.

And with that, he slides his very unamused glare towards Twila briefly. "Say goodnight..."

<A little before...back at Hunter H.Q.>

Seminole walks out of the gravlift, waving Sentinel in as Sem himself makes his way into the Command Center. "Come in," he states politely, sitting down at the central computer in the center of the room.

Sentinel nods once, and walks towards the same area as Seminole is. However, he does not sit down. Unusually reserved and 'quiet' in expression, for now. "My apologies for showing up so...abruptly. I would have knocked on your doors, but the matter is important..."

Seminole leans back a bit in his chair, looking back at Sentinel evenly. He waves his hand dismissively, "Don't worry about it. Now what's so important that had to be told in person?" he asks simply, seeing no reason to waste any more time.

Sentinel grants another quick nod. "I'm sorry to have to tell you this, especially around the holidays. As it is...during a recent engagement with the Masters, it seems Ms. Peterson has been..." He sighs, "Abducted by them. Through use of a stealth transport."

Seminole reacts rather uncharacteristically... he's shocked. And that's hard to do to Seminole. He stares back up at Sentinel, expression falling. "What?" he snaps, standing up quickly. "Why? What do they want with her?"

Kyo-Ohki scampers to the side of her seat and pokes her head out, only hearing her owners name. "Mama?" she quips cheerfully.

Sentinel sighs now, sympathy all too evident on his expression. "I wish I knew. The only details availble...are that some form of stealthed transport was used, one that is undetectable by most means. I can confirm that at least at the time of the..." He shakes his head, "I'm being too formal. Sorry. Ms. Peterson should be alright for now, despite the present company."

Seminole sits back down, sighing heavily. He flicks a brief glance at Kyo, but really has more important things to think about than keeping Kyo happy. "You don't know that... but you're probably right," he replies, then looks back at Sentinel. "Do you have any other information?"

That's ok...Kyo can do enough to keep herself happy...as well as occupied. Although...not in the way one might always like really. At the moment...she hops off the seat and goes to play with her ribbon under the table...

Sentinel shakes his head a little, similarly giving Kyo a quick glance, but Seminole has priority. "Details are still coming in and being confirmed. I'm sorry." He sighs, "My own division was there, and couldn't stop them. I'm very sorry, we'll set things right. I promise you that."

Seminole turns his chair to face the main station, beginning to input commands into it. "It's all right, I'm sure you did everything you could. It's not your fault she was taken," he answers, sounding a little distracted as he works.

Sentinel doesn't seem convinced at all, as transmissions filter in to him. He sighs again, sympathy and futile anger all too apparent. "Our mistake, we'll fix it, or help you in any way we can. No politics, no difference between affiliations. Just ask, and unless General or Colonel somehow disapprove, you'll get the help you need, when you need, you've my word on it." A short nod. "I've gotten more reports on this, if you want to hear the info?"

Protoman teleports into the area, kneeling near the back of the command center as he comes out of teleportation.

Sentinel meets Seminole's gaze, simply. He nods once, "Right. I'm getting pretty much the same report from everyone, so this is how it went, more or less." He holds up a hand, "First, I'm able to confirm that she is unharmed. Or at least was up until we lost contact with Ms. Peterson. As for what exactly happened..." He's thrown off by Protoman teleporting in, and stops for a moment.

Seminole turns to face the sound of the familiar whistle, rising from his chair to peer over at Protoman. Putting Sentinel's report on hold for the moment, Seminole speaks to the crimson Hutner. "Protoman, are you all right? I lost track of you after the battle in Rio."

Protoman raises slowly, obviously not fully healed from his earlier battle. "I'll live. What happened to Twila... last I heard Repliforce was on it's way to save her... I take it that didn't happen? Wouldn't surprise me."

The Grav Lift doors open with a soft ding... and through them urgently strides a new figure... in his full armor, a few bits of damage here and there. His eyes dart about for an instant, locking onto those within it. "Seminole? Sentinel? Protoman? What is the situation?"

Sentinel sighs, stepping back now, regarding Protoman with a clearly apologetic and sympathetic expression. "I'm sorry. We /will/ correct our mistake, Protoman. She is at least in good condition." He turns to Rock now, "I'm sorry, X. Maybe I should start this over, so you all hear the same story..."

Seminole sits back down, looking back at Sentinel. He gives Sent an 'ignore him' look in regards to Protoman, then turns his chair again as Rock enters. He nods politely, then turns back to Sentinel. "I agree, start from the beginning."

The Blue Bomber pauses, blinking sapphire blues before looking from one to the other... his face going set even as he crosses his arms over his chest... "...Please, Sentinel... And... She? She... who?" He has... a fairly good idea however.

Blues rolls his eyes underneath the visor, "Looks like Twila won't be home for the Holidays, Rock." Other than his ussual snide remark, Protoman remains silent.

Sentinel at least is maintaining decent composure, despite all the attention, of which at least a good third of it could be potentially violent. A short nod. "Ms. Peterson. We tried to stop the Masters, but had no idea they had a stealthed transport in the area." As Protoman rubs this in, he sighs again. "He's right. She is in good health though, we /will/ fix this mistake. I will see to it you get any help you need. Some Christmas gift for you all, this news..."

Rock's eyes open wide then he looks intently at Blues for a moment, then he snaps his gaze to Sentinel, his eyes narrowing, even as he listens to the explanation... his snow white hands clenching into tight fists. "... The stolen Stealth Transport... so... they /do/ have it." Rock looks down slowly, raising his arms and crossing them over his chest.... "The Masters... I can only assume... And she... probably is in good health. I cant believe they are trying this again..." Rock looks up and to Sentinel, his eyes narrowing... "Any clues?"

(Ch. A [Hunter-Main]) Rock transmits: 'Twila? Twila? Come in, Twila... if you can hear me, Come in.'.

Sentinel asks, "Trying what again?", then shakes his head, "Sorry. None of my business. Clues...well..." He thinks for a moment, eyes closed as he speaks. "The only names I have are Spring Man, and a 'Dr. Landon DeVry', whoever that is." A bit more of an explanation now, "The reports I'm getting say that Spring Man apparently took Ms. Peterson to a rooftop and boarded the transport. This Dr. DeVry apparently covered the escape with a distraction, an explosion." He adds, eyes open now, "/Every/ report confirms that Ms. Peterson is in good health and is mostly unharmed. Again, I'm sorry."

Rock simply keeps his arms crossed, begining to slowly pace back and forth, with the clanking footfalls of steel on steel. "DeVry... Spring Man... Yes... DeVry may try anything on her. As for the Masters, from what Twila said..." Rock looks to Sentinel nod, noding. "You dont have to apologize, you did all your could. This wasnt your fault. Well, now we /know/ that the Masters have the Stealth Craft." Rock then looks down, continueing to pace back and forth. "If they hurt a /hair/ on her... they are going to regret it. But, i think she might just be safe. The Masters... well... the Masters think that Twila is their Mother. Many of them do anyway... Crash... Guts... and others. They wont hurt her, I think. But still, she is in major danger, there is at least one who doesnt care one wit for Twila, only seeing her as a way to get to me." Rock pauses, looking to Blues for a moment, then looks to Sentinel. "Thank you for telling us this. Anything more you can report, Repliforcer Sentinel?"

Ground Man hmms, looking over Ditz, "And ah bet I can find other uses for it too..." He raises the shovel up and *BAPS!* Ditz over the head with it, "Merry christmas..."

Seminole quietly adds, "Negative on her locator signal. It's either deactivated, or she's someplace where it's heavily shielded." Pretty obvious facts, but they still had to be said.

Sentinel simply nods once, holding deathly still, he's rather unnerved by explaining such a sensitive matter to the Hunters, and it kind of shows. "There is. Torontreal. It happened in Torontreal. I'm also getting reports of Guts Man and Crash Man being there. Norman Cassidy, Private Investigator, was also there. I know him and trust him. He must have done everything he could to help, as well. If you like, I'll get in contact with him for anything he found out."

Protoman leans back against the nearest wall, crossing his arms, "Yeah... I'm sure you all will have just a great time finding Wily's new base. Maybe it'll magically pop into your minds where it is... and then we can all break in and try to rescue someone who they aren't going to hurt, and who's been returned safely the last times she's been kidnapped."

.oO(The RMs need a new hobby.)Oo.

Kyo-Ohki suddenly rolls from the airvent and stops when she's back underneath her table...still with the white and red striped ribbon, playing quietly.

Seminole looks back at Protoman, then returns his gaze to Rock. "He's got a point, sir. We're pretty low on options here... Short of grabbing a Master while they're in public and forcing them to lead us back to the base, I don't see how we're supposed to find them."

The Blue Bomber pauses, then nods. "Get in touch with Mr. Cassidy and find out if he knows anything more. And Crash... I hate to say it but Crash I trust to even protect Twila from the other Masters if they try to hurt her. And Torontreal?" Rock shakes his head... then sighs. Rock then looks to Seminole, nodding. "I assumed it would be. There is no responce on our private frequency or anything else I have tried." Rock then pauses... looking to his brother... "True... She might be returned safely just like all the other times." Inside Rock's head, it is playing over and over again... if she wasnt such a main part of his life... then this may have not happend. Words of Kaust, Bass, and others move through his mind, but he irritably represses them, looking to Proto Man and Seminole. "There is something else as well. I have asked another few people who would be willing to help. The Striders. I intended to invite Sarah at least for Christmas to stay here... but any help she can get in the way of her fellows will be helpful." Rock then looks to Seminole... "You might be right... and we may have to do that if she isnt returned in good order."

Sentinel simply closes his eyes again, at all the replies. "Again, I'm sorry. This is all the information we have on this. I've probably overstayed my welcome as it is, I'll leave you alone. Contact me if you need /any/ assistance. Military or otherwise." His eyes open back up now, as he waits...

Protoman blinks once... then again, his jaw dropping slightly. "You're inviting -Striders- into the base?" He moves off the wall, striding closer to his brother. "Wow, that's a damn good idea... let's invite some stealthy ninja spys into the base. Maybe they can steal what information we have and sell it." Blues' face goes into a very grim look, "That's about as bad as inviting some of those Repliforcers in here... no, it's worse."

Sentinel replies quicklt to Protoman, "I've seen nothing. Intelligence gathering isn't my purpose here. I'll go now." And with that, he turns and starts to walk for the teleportation chambers.

The Blue Bomber looks to Sentinel, nodding. "You have done all you can. Tell General and Colonel we appreciate Repliforce help in this." Rock gives him a salute, and a nod. "Your welcome isnt overstayed. Take care, Sentinel. I will see you again soon."

Rock then looks to Protoman, waiting untill after Sentinel has left. "No, Brother, I am inviting -Friends- into the base. They arnt going to be doing any spying. In truth, i am considering hiring them. The Striders would be a very helpful force in our struggle. And they wont be allowed into any sensitive areas if you are worried, Bro. As for the Repliforcers, They are as much our allies as the Striders." Rock then smiles. "Sarah is with them, she needs to speak to you about something." Rock turns, making his way to one console and cueing up the moniters... his hands running over the controls for a moment. He then pauses, noting a few nore blips out in front of the base and cues it up. "Our visitors have arrived."

Sentinel calls back to Protoman, "Protoman. I really am sorry to have to deliver this news. Especially at this time of year. But I stand behind my offer of assistance.", and with that, he steps into the teleportation area and leaves, having overheard maybe, /maybe/ the word 'No' from Rock, nothing more if even that.

Protoman stares hard at his little brother. "Friends? You are so naive and ignorant. Are you sure Light created me? 'Cause I sure as hell can't believe he made someone so ignorant as you afterwards. They are spys and assassins by their own admission. Yet you invite them into our house as if they were mere family members stopping by for the Holidays. Why don't you give them some technology for a #$#ing present. It would be just like your dumb, !#$@ed up, !#$$@ #$^ing neuro net to do."

Seminole glances between the two Light brothers, watching the younger one as Protoman swears at him. He frowns a little, then speaks up to Rock. "Sir, excepting Protoman's colorful insults, he's right. These Striders are mercenaries, and known criminals. They only work for for one thing: Zenny. When it comes down to it, they're only loyal to themselves. We can't trust them."

The Blue Bomber shakes his head slowly, looking to Proto. "What is yours and Zero's problems? I see in them useful friends and allies. I have gotten a great many bits of information about them myself. They may be spies and assassins, but they are on the good side of this war. And frankly, we need all the friends and allies we can get. We have always worked outside of the laws of the UN ourselves, so do they. We can /hire/ them to be out spies. We can use them to gather information about the Mavericks and the Robot Masters." Rock then looks to Seminole, giving a sigh and crossing his arms over his chest. "I understand, Seminole. They are Mercenaries... but that is little more then what some of us do to get along. They are Criminals for what they may have done to try and do /right/. Kain and his Striders split from the others because of they werent willing to be monsters. I see friends in them, Seminole. And useful allies. They can be paid to help us."

Kyo-Ohki placing the lil ribbon around one ear Kyo trots towards the small group, onto the console, and, as per one of her habits, right onto Rock's help. "Meimei?" she asks as she peers downward into his face.

Protoman blinks again.

.oO(It's Christmas? You've got to be kidding me...)Oo.

"I didn't see you invite anyone over for Hannukah." .oO(And that's the festival of Light. *rimshot*)Oo. Reaching a hand back across his torso, Protoman snaps it out to slap his brother hard. "Wake up, Rock. This ain't no fairy tale where we can go expecting everybody to be nice and kind. Our father did that with Wily and look where the hell it got him and the rest of this planet."

Seminole cross his own arms over his chest, idly watching the three Striders on the monitor. He starts to say something, but cuts himself off as Protoman slaps Rock. Sem just watches the brothers again, waiting to see Rock's reaction before saying anything again.

The Blue Bomber pauses, reaching up to pet Kyo... his head then /SNAPing/ to the side even as the blow lands from Blues. Rock's eyes only close. Then they open slowly, turning to look back to Proto Man. "Out. Now. Leave." Rock's face is hard, and set. Rock turns, moving to one of the controls, running his hands over it slowly. "I am wide awake, Brother. You however, are not. There is a little girl down there who, beyond even my reasoning, cares for you. Kain down there, saved my life. Dr. Light spoke to this... Hiryu... as well. He said he reminds him of you, brother. And he fights for the good of this world as much as you do. Now, go. If you cant actualy /act/ like my brother, Go. Now. I will Radio if your presence is required." Rock speaks all business, pausing for a moment only to pick up Kyo from where she fell, putting her on the console by him. "Seminole. Can you go excort our guests to the Recreation Room? The leftovers of Roll's fiesta should still be there if they would like anything. While they are here, none are to be allowed onto the Command Floor, as usual. Also, they will be kept out of the Training Room and Medbay without an unofficial escort."

Seminole's jaw grinds slightly, then rises from his chair. He gives a quick salute to Rock, adding a somewhat bittersweet, "Yes, sir." The officer walks toward the gravlift, wondering what the temperature in hell is when he agrees more with Protoman than with Rock.

Protoman stiffles a laugh, barely, a chuckle managing to get through.

.oO(He's finally growing up some, not that I'll let him know it.)Oo.

"And you expect to keep me out? For me to just leave? You're more foolish than I thought. You ignore advice, you act like an idiot. Fine. You want me gone. I'm gone." And with that, he is indeed... gone.

The Blue Bomber pauses after giving his orders, his face hardening of an instant. . o O ( Bass... ) Rock looks back to Protoman, nodding at him vanishing... then he turns, launching for the teleporters.

<And in the Wily Sphere...>

The Electronic Angel of Death pauses, looking at Cold Man... then lifts the Sniper Joe... places his other hand upon it's arm, and bends. With a sick *CRuAANCk*, the arm snap. He repeats the process with the other limbs, holding the struggling Sniper Joe in the air as mech fluid begins trailing down the Grimm One's boney arms. Finally, he drops the Joe.. o O (Cold Man is a repair man, yes?)

... CHILD OF THE LORD... I HAVE, FOR YOU.. A PRESENT... I AM UNSURE AS TO WHAT CAUSES... MERRIMENT... FOR YOU... SO HERE IS A.. BROKEN.. FINITE..

He then turns towards Top... and reaches inside his cowl..

After giving one look towards Bass Twila isn't...going to dispute over asking Crash...not that she would anyway. "Uh...goodnight?"

Cold Man looks down at the broken Sniper Joe, aghast. He simply stares at the pitiful little gumby for awhile... "That's horrible... that's horrible." Assume he goes and fixes the Joe then comes back, because I ain't dragging myself all the way to the Repair Bay and back.

Bass needs no further encouragement whatsoever at that. He dosen't even go waiting to hear what the other Robot Masters are going to say....or even give them a chance to say goodbye to Twila in full. Right now, he's already pushing her forward at a steady pace, heading towards the docking area itself. Oh yeah.....he may have behaved himself for the festivities...but those are over now aren't they?

Ground Man gives a wave towards Twila, "See ya next year, Ma!"

Top Man frowns at Bass "Uhh... Bass, what're you doin with mom?" he inquires of his sorta-brother. Top was never sure quite what to make of his relationship with Bass, and he doesn't really give enough of a dang, but if Bass doesn't say something along the lines of 'I'm tossing her in the teleporters', Topper's gonna have to do something REALLY stupid.

Bass grumbles under his breath, probably so only Twila can hear it. "Not if I can help it."

Oh...please...no. "Bye, fellas..." Twila quips...and then is out the door...

Ditz Pinkmouse runs after her, candies forgotten. But he did forget/remember something else. "But wait! Did you see mom while you were on the bench?"

Bass pauses...JUST long enough to turn and shoot a deadly glare back at Top Man.

"-I- am going to ensure that a MISTAKE that was made tonight, does not REMAIN a mistake much longer. The -damage- has already been done and there's nothing I can do about that...but I will ensure no MORE damage is done. Am I making myself clear or is there a problem with that?" At that, he pauses in his advance with Twila, still holding her shoulder of course, glaring at Top Man. Daring...just daring him to do that stupid thing.

Twila Peterson simply keeps going as directed, snugsnugsnugging her plushie hard, then stops when it's indicated she do so, not saying anything much right now.

Top Man's voice trembles just a little bit as he continues watching Bass. "What're you talkin 'bout, Bass?" he asks of the larger android "You'd... you'd better not do anythin to hurt mom..."

Twila Peterson .oO(Can I go home now?)Oo.

"Even if I was...." Bass growls, as he moves his free hand to point a finger right at Top Man's face...in fact practically touching his nose. A slight reminder that that hand can become an evil cannon within a few seconds. "No, I'm not going to hurt your precious human....." he narrows his eyes. "But -you- I will. As soon as I see that her presence is OUT of this facility. So I suggest that when I come back...you had better be hiding. And hiding well."

Wind Man loads a small story-program in the back of his mind, out of boredom, while watching. Looks like a pretty typical ego-shootout... So, he starts listening to "How the Grinch Stole Christmas" in the back of his mind while watching from a dark corner.

Top Man glares at bass, crossing his arms over his chest. One must never forget how blindingly foolish Top Man is. He literally is like an eight year old child, and can be just as indigent when he wants to be. Gritting his teeth, he looks Bass directly in the eye and says, unconvincingly "I'm not scared a'you."

"Then I'll have to correct that little problem as soon as I 'm finished here." Bass states simply, before turning and re-ushering Twila towards the teleporters without another word.

Twila Peterson doesn't question or utter any word otherwise as she's escorted. "So...where too..." she asks once inside.

<After Bass has placed the teleporter into use...>

Teleportation Area--Neo Tokyo

And lo and behold, where once there was an empty teleporter chamber, there's suddenly two beings. One of course being Twila, and the other being the armored form of none other than Bass himself, firmly holding her right arm as he stands right behind her. Like one ushers along a young child they've just scolded.

When Bass and Twila dematerializes the Master still holds onto Twila's upper arm while she clutches at a stuffed toy Megaman Plushie. Oh yes, one can currently not really bypass the fact that she's wearing, of all things, an elf costume. She does look somewhat cute in it however. She finally spots the sign first off, mumbling, "Neo-Tokyo?"

The Weather outside is still in shock from the recent localized storm, snow apon the ground in almost ever direction. But not that the Blizzard itself has abated, the Robo-plows have been able to do their work. And with their usual efficiency, the government of Japan has made sure everyone was comfortable untill the crisis passed. A white Christmas it seems.

Another figure is in the Teleportation area, which is seemingly abandoned... it is one... A figure the exact opposite of Bass... leaning against one pillar, arms crossed over his chest. It is in fact... Rock. Rock looks up even as the teleportation fields activate, his left arm lowering, hand seemlessly becoming buster barrel once more. He slowly steps into full view, looking to Bass, then pausing to look to Twila. His eyes scan over her, taking in her look to see if she has any injuries... though somewhere in his mind another side of him is whistling softly to itself. Then he looks to Bass then, nodding. "Bass."

Bass narrows his gaze at the sight of Rock, as if tempted by the very fact of tossing Twila aside and attacking outright at this moment. That's always a temptation...and one he acts on at other times....

...but tonight isn't one of those times. With a rough shove, he simply gives Twila's form a push in Rock's direction, none too gently for that matter.

"I believe you have some baggage to reclaim." He states simply. Oh no, Bass isn't happy about something or other. What could it be? Maybe Twila knows...

*OOF!* Twila stumbles forward, and instinctively grabs onto Rock's shoulder in order to keep herself from falling, mumbling, a "Sorry, Rock..."

The Blue Bomber looks to Bass, his own mind racing with thoughts to leap to the attack right now. His buster is prepared for anything, just in case Bass decides to cause destruction or act on the urges that fill their minds, so like to one another yet so different.

Rock steps foward as Twila is pushed, an arm going out and catching her around the waist, drawing her close and back behind him. He nods to Bass then. "Reclaimed. Till next time?"

Rock looks down to Twila then, whispering soft words, before looking to Bass once more. "Merry Christmas, Bass." Rock raises his Buster arm, tapping it softly to his forehead, in a bit of a salute.

Rock whispers: 'It's all right... I am glad you are back and safe...'.

Bass fehs audibly. "I think someone so eloquently put it in an old story when they said 'Bah humbug'." With that, he turns and reaches to punch in co-ordinates for the teleporter pod again. With that, the energy in the tube starts to glow as it gathers. "I'll see you again soon Megaman..." he growls, before he's gone in a flash of light, and a purple beam of energy.

Rock nods slowly as Bass departs... his eyes narrowing slight, muttering to himself... "I hope you get Scrooged yourself..." Rock shakes his head, nodding slightly. "Soon..." Rock then turns, looking to Twila with a tender look, offering a nod. "Come on... lets go home." Rock slowly looks her up and down, offering a slight smile. "And you can get changed." Rock turns, walking to the nearest teleporter and keys in it's own destination...

As soon as Mr. Holly Jolly has left the "Elf" gives Rock a hug from behind, letting out a sigh of relief. One that is tainted by a shakiness brought about from the experience as well as the cold drifting from outside. She lets go as he starts moving and directing them both to another teleporter. "Thanks. I think that's best..." She really dreads writing this report up however. "Hope...I didn't cause too much trouble."

Rock holds Twila close as she hugs him, smiling softly, trying to comfort her. "Shh... It's all right. You are all right. It's just the Masters. Dont worry... everything will be all right." Rock reaches up, softly stroking her firery red hair before leting her step into the teleporter, following after a moment later... He unfortunately doesnt notice the newcomer... he is interested in getting Twila back and safe.

<Once Rock programs the teleporter for the Labs...>

Twila Peterson offers Rock a larger hug once the two arrive back in familiar surroundings. "You.. sure?" Although she knows he's more concerned about her atthe moment concidering what just happened she knows he's been stressed as late and he really didn't need this to happen. Well, neither did she of course, but that's another story.

The Blue Bomber nods, hugging her close. "Yes... I am sure. The Masters abducted /you/. ...I /really/ think we are going to have to get you some combat training. I am going to see if Rick can start teaching you about Ride Armors and vehicle piloting..." Rock smiles to her. "It would be safer for you then." Rock slowly walks with her out of the Teleportation chambers, heading for the Command Center. "Need me to help you to your room? You can get changed."

"If...you wouldn't mind," Twila replies with a small sigh...and follows him into the center. "Don't look forward to giving this report tho. I mean...look at me...I'm...well...look at me..."

Even as she speaks the lil bell on her head jungles. How...humiliating...

Rick Morgan lowers his radio as he hears a particularly familiar voice, and seems to give out a sigh of relief. Rock already confirmed what he'd been wanting to hear...so thusly he turns and stands where he is, as he watches the two arrive. It's obvious that there was worry in his features....but he keeps his composure well enough given the circumstance. He notices the...outfit of course. Even though he was warned of it.

"...I don't think I want to know."

The Blue Bomber pauses, looking to Twila... then looks her up and down, offering a smile. "You look cute to me." Rock chuckles. "I will do the report, Twila. I have some... other... things to report on." Rock shakes his head, then blinks as he hears the voice, looking up to Rick and offering a soft smile, raising up a hand and tapping the little bell on Twila's head. "You... probably dont."

Twila Peterson let's go of Rock briefly, letting him hold the plush doll that Top Man had given her while she tightly hugs her big brother. "So you don't hafta ask..." she replies, hugging tightly...for a few long moments...then takes off her elf hat and places it on his head. "There...now you look cute..." Even though Rock was the one who had complimented her. After a quick kiss to Rick's cheek she goes back towards the reploid and takes his hand. "No...I'll do the report."

Rick Morgan blinks as....he gets an elf hat plunked on his head, and he jerks his neck to the side slightly while trying to look 'up' at it without much success. Though the sudden 'jingle jingle jingle' does indeed reveal that it's there.

"Well....as long as you're ok..." he offers with a quick nod...and more jingling.

Rock blinks, getting handed a plush... him. He raises it up and peers at it... "... And which one gave you this?" Rock pauses, chuckling and looking to Rick and Twila as they converse. Then Rock looks to Twila, nodding as he takes her hand in return. "All right... if you really want to."

Rock looks down to his plushie, then to Twila with a soft smile, offering her the plushie. "Here." Rock then pauses... "Oh... and we have some guests that we need to go attend to. The Striders are here to speak with us a bit. Sarah is going to be staying here for the holidays and I am going to speak to Kain and Hiryu about hiring them..."

Twila Peterson offers a somewhat shaky nod, indicating that it'll be a few days or so before fully reclaiming her bearings. "Yeah. I'm fine now..." she assures her twin while slightly shuffling her feet. She receives the toy back. stating, "Top Man actually. He's the one that gave it." After a pause she offers a nod to the news. "I won't be that long. Just...enough to get out of this thing..."

Rick Morgan sighs slightly then, as everything seems to be back to normal...relatively. With that, he collapses back into a chair, before retrieving a small card with something scribbled on it, as he turns it over in his hands to glance at it.

The Blue Bomber nods slowly, giving Twila's hand a soft squeeze. "Just... take it easy all right?" Rock then looks to Rick. "Rick. I want you to begin training Twila. I think she is going to need some more skill in driving the various vehicles we have and also eventually, use some of our Ride Armor." Rock smiles softly. "It may just even the odds the next time they try anything like this..." Rock looks to Twila, nodding slowly. "Top? Seems like something he would do... well... just take it easy, get changed, and come down and say hello." Rock leans foward, kissing her softly on the forehead, before pulling back and looking to Rick with a nod. "You too, Rick." Rock turns, making his way for the Grav Lifts slowly.

Twila Peterson promises, "I will," towards Rock, returning the kiss to his cheek before fully pulling back all the way....then enters the lift as well. But not before offering her brother a small wave, "Love you, Rick," and disappears inside...eager to get into somethiong less...demeaning...

The Grav Lift on the second floor soon opens after a moment, and a still in armor Rock strides out, looking about slowly. He pauses as he spies Seminole, offering a soft smile before walking foward towards him. "Sem. Good work." Rock offers a smile. "Can you see if there are also two other Guest Rooms able to be used by Kain and Hiryu if they are going to remain as well for the night? I have all ready locked down the third and forth floors, so only one of us can enter them."

A redheaded "Elf" in full custume, minus the hat, steps off the lift clutching a...Megaman plush doll when it opens a few moments later. She merely mumbles to Sem, "Don't ask or your getting coal this coming Monday..." she sighs...as she continues into the barracks for a quick change.

Rock pauses, watching Twila walk by, offering a soft, relieved smile

Twila Peterson then whispers to Rock as she walks by.

You whisper 'Love you.' to Rock.

Rock whispers: 'Love you, too'.

Seminole looks up at Rock, giving a slight nod back in return. "I'll check, but I don't think either of them will be staying," he replies. Noticing Twila, he just blinks, holding back a grin. As dangerous as it was... seeing Twila unhurt, and dressed pretty funny, is a relief. "Ask about what?"

Rock offers a whisper back, smiling softly before looking to Seminole with a nod. "All right. Sarah should be, though. I will go check on them now." Rock turns, making his way for the Rec Room after offering Twila a wave and Seminole a salute.