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Megaman - Tuesday, January 09, 2001, 4:21 PM
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============================== Maverick Hunter ===============================
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London/Dr. Light Kidnapped Tue Jan 09 Seminole
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"Sometime last night, Dr. Light was held hostage by a number of Mavericks in a London theatre. To my knowledge, they did not make any demands. I suspect they were simply trying to kidnap him. A number of Repliforce troops and Robot Masters responded, surprisingly, though the Masters withdrew a short time later after a skirmish with the Mavericks. I arrived shortly after, and was forced into a conflict with one of the Mavericks, most likely a new recruit." <Insert picture of Tomahawk Zebra here> "Major Sentinel was able to get Dr. Light out safely, though he did sustain injuries to the extent of which is not known to me. Commander X arrived shortly afterward, and attacked the Mavericks still inside the theatre. After that, I'm not too sure of the events as I was forced to withdraw. Lieutenant Commander Seminole, out."

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(Ch. B [Wideband]) Dawn transmits: '...Zero?'.
(Ch. B []) Twila Peterson transmits: 'Er...just tuned in. I...ah...miss something?'.
(Ch. B [Wideband]) Dawn transmits: 'Th' news is sayin' Zero's t'blame for this? That doesn't make any sense...I'm gonna check it out.'.
(Ch. B [Dragonfire]) Rock transmits: '... Aaaand what did I just wake up too?'.
(Ch. B []) Twila Peterson transmits: 'Which city exactly?'.
(Ch. B []) Zero transmits: 'Eh heh heh heh...'.

(Ch. E [None]) Ditz Pinkmouse transmits: 'So isn't a Maverick Hunter one of those bad guys I heard about?'.
(Ch. E [None]) Ditz Pinkmouse transmits: 'Those evil enemies of the Potato King?'.
(Ch. E []) Twila Peterson transmits: 'Maverick Hunters are good guys,
(Ch. E [Politics-are-Evil]) Quint transmits: 'No! We are!'.
(Ch. E [None]) Ditz Pinkmouse transmits: 'Oh...so how come they're burning up the city? Did their smores catch on fire?'.
(Ch. E []) Twila Peterson transmits: 'Er....come again?'.
(Ch. E [None]) Ditz Pinkmouse transmits: 'The TV says a Maverick hunter made the city catch on fire. So did his campfire get too big?'.
(Ch. E [None]) Ditz Pinkmouse transmits: 'And did you know if you put certain stuff in the microwave, you can make your own fireworks?'.
(Ch. E [Elite]) Enker transmits: 'Mice explode when you microwave them. Did you know that, Ditz?'.
(Ch. E [None]) Ditz Pinkmouse transmits: 'Oh, don't be silly, Enker. I've done that before, it just dried me off!'.

(Ch. A [Rock]) Twila Peterson transmits: 'Er...Dawn stated Zero was on the edge again.'.
(Ch. A [Hunter-Main]) Rock transmits: 'Oh no...'.

(Ch. B [Dragonfire]) Rock transmits: '... Z?'.
(Ch. B [Dragonfire]) Rock transmits: 'What's going on, bro?'.
(Ch. B []) Zero transmits: 'Beautiful... just beautiful...'.
(Ch. B []) Zero transmits: 'Look at the city burn... look at the people dying... mwahahhahahaha...'.
(Ch. B [Dragonfire]) Rock transmits: '... ZERO! Oh no... He's in another one.'.
(Ch. B [Wideband]) Dawn transmits: 'What..?'.

(Ch. E []) Twila Peterson transmits: 'Ditz, which city is this?'.
(Ch. E [None]) Ditz Pinkmouse transmits: 'Um...I think the TV said Shanghigh.'.

Command Center <Hunter HQ>

Rock pauses, looking up and slowly back to Twila. He offers a slow sigh, and a nods. "I have to go get him to calm down. If I can't to that... shut him down." Rock closes his eyes, and sighs. "Prep the med-bay, then if you can come and help Dawn with the injured, the help would be appreciated." Rock nods slowly, then turns, giving a whistle... and Rush is at his side almost instantly. Together they head for the teleporters.

Twila Peterson nods in kind, not bothering to comment it's is already prepared...and was tended to additionally due to the Zero's specific needs after he's brought in. "I'll be right behind. Godspeed, Rick."

<Soon...>

Shanghai - Industrial Zone
Massive silos explode from the ground, towering into the sky like mountains here. Invisible gases pump from their mouths, spilling their nonpollutant vapors into the air harmlessly, blending as one with mother nature. In fact, the only real pollution left here is noise pollution as the cacophony of industrial machines and factories fills the air in a deafening melody, neverending. Few people live in this district as it is almost entirely devoted to maintaining Shanghai's industry. One of the most important districts in all of Shanghai, it keeps the city moving and progressing steadily, providing the city with the money necessary to maintain its girth and size effectively.

Zero stares at Stone Man as he reaches down and grabs him by the collar lifting him up as he snarls, "No one is innocent." he says simply, before tossing him back to the ground.

Dawn continues to dash into the area...and traces the destruction, as well as the sounds of someone being thrown, to finally find Zero. She skids to a halt, several feet away...and seems very surprised. "Bro? You were on th' news just now, somethin' 'bout a fight here? You alright?"

Swooshing silently through, the stealthed Master transport sets down a block or two from the fighting, on the roof of a random factory closed for the night. The transport fades into reality for a moment as a small shape hops out, before the ship fades away again.

Zero turns his gaze to Dawn and snarls, "So... it seems someone else has come to die, eh?" he cackles madly as he stares at Dawn through his bright red eyes, as he pulls out his sabre and starts charging at Dawn, "EVERYTHING... MUST... BURN!!!" He starts cutting the distance between him and Dawn rapidly, beam sabre held above his head, gripped tightly in his hands.

(Ch. B [Wideband]) Dawn transmits: '..Wha...'.

Stone Man just flops to the ground rather unresponsively, his structure too damaged to move his massive weight.

Dawn wide-eyes, backing up a few steps, "..Bro? K...cut it out! C'mon, let's go home..." He's still charging, most likely, and she starts to increase the speed of her backpeddling, "This isn't funny, bro!"

Appearing on a rooftop above the battle, Freeze is about to yell something clever, before he notes who Zero is going after. Leaping down and doing a flip, Freeze hits the ground and dashes to Stone Man's side, glancing over at Air Man. "Ugly, you need help? I got the transport landed a few blocks over, with a Joe in it, ready to bring 'er overhead!"

Zero snarls as he catches up with Dawn, reaching out with his hand and grabbing onto her shoulder. He stares into her eyes with his own solid glowing red ones and cackles, "You never should've come here, rookie..." he then thrusts his sabre into her gut, "I... I can't stop this... and neither can you..."

Stone Man coughs up some mechfluid and grins weakly, "Any help... would be greatly... appreciated. Let us leave the berserker... for his friends..."

Freeze Man glances over to Zero, wincing. "He'll come after us next." He runs over to Air Man, hefting the big boy up by an arm. Tapping a button on his wrist, the transport comes out of stealth, a few blocks down, and hovers into the air, preparing to swoop overhead. "Can you walk, Stoner?"

Dawn wide-eyes, again. Zero is /not/ stoping. "What's gotten into you?" Zero's thrust comes in...and Dawn suddenly backflips, putting good distance between them once more. "Bro, knock it off! This isn't training!" She realizes he's probably not going to listen, and decides to get to relative safety, backpack thrusters deploying and rocketing her into the sky...anything to keep the heck away from that Beam Sabre!

(Ch. B [Wideband]) Dawn transmits: '...Zero's flipped!'.

Stone Man coughs... "For shorty... distances... yes... Just help me to my feet... I can make it the rest of the way..."
-Vroom... vrooom... VRIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIEEEEEEEEE!-

The is the sound of someone who /CAN/ stop this. And he is going airborne. Rocketing up and into the air on the back of a crimson, canine-themed, highly techno looking Dog-Cycle. It is... X. He launches straight up and into flight, coming down hard and rocketing foward with a clang and the sound of elasto-steel quealing. Rocketing foward, he pulls up suddenly near where Zero stands, arching to the right and skidding foward a pace, his left arm, Buster extended, aimed apon the Crimson Berserker. "Zero! Calm down, buddy... It's me. X." His face, formerly consealed behind a reflective motorcyclist's helm, is revealed as the faceplate slides back with a flash of energy

A small distance behind Rock, a yound red-headed Hunter rides on her hoverbike towards the specific area noting the disturbance...not that it's that hard to...catch sight of. Although concern lies with her comrade of arms, she's also a bit concerned for any civilians who may still be in the area...as well as any fellow Hunters the reploid may turn on. She resists the urge for her eyes to glance towards her pack as it holds some sedatives, the same type Rick had used on Zero when almost the same thing had happed sometime before. Since then, Rick had shown her how to use it incase the need arose. Not certain if it would be used or not, or whether or not Zero's systems have already adjusted to it. But it's there just the same.

(Ch. B [Dragonfire]) Rock transmits: 'I can... see that.'.
(Ch. B []) Twila Peterson transmits: 'I have the sedative Rick had prepared beforehand in case it's needed.
(Ch. B [Wideband]) Dawn transmits: '...Will that even work?'.
(Ch. B [Dragonfire]) Rock transmits: 'Reploid-Sedatives... big ones... probably.'.
(Ch. B []) Twila Peterson transmits: 'Exactly. Tailored for Zero's systems...provided it hasn't grown accostomed.'.

Zero snarls as his body goes into convulsions as internally he tries to fight off his own rage. He drops his sabre to the ground as both of his hands come up and grip at his head as he falls to his knees, "NYAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAARGH!!!" he howls as his body continues to spark and short out. His eyes start to flicker and flucuate between being normal and solid red. Suddenly he lets out another howling scream as the gem on his forehead literally bursts. The shattered jewel scattering onto the ground as a large spark of power streaks out from the area that the gem once resided in, "I... will... not... let... myself... do... this..."

He looks up at Rock as he speaks and snarls, "Get away from me... just go... I'm not ready for my destiny to unfold yet..." he says cryptically as he convulses again, before thrusting himself back up to his feet and arching his back backwards as he screams again, "Why.... WHY DANGIT! Nnnnghh..... aaaaargh....... RAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAARGH!!!!!!!!!!!!!" he suddenly snaps his gaze back at Rock and snarls, his body barely being able to keep himself standing as he reignites his sabre, "Destroy..."

While Freeze can be damned apathetic to his friends in most situations, when he's the only guy to do the job, and when Bass says so, he won't let his buddies down in a pinch. Dragging Air Man's carcass towards Stone Man, Freeze nods as the stealth transport begins to swoop over the city, the sleek vehicle producing a silent whisper as it heads for the street the trio of Masters inhabit. "Hang on, Ugly, we'll get you out soon." In the meantime, Freeze uses his other hand to pull out a small camera, snapping pictures of Zero's rage. "Sweeeeet."

Dawn continues to rocket away in the sky from Zero...then drops down, landing next to Rock in a crouch, and rising. "Zero, knock it off. What happened? Did we do something wrong? If there's a problem, c'mon back with us, let's go home, and discuss it, ok?" The usual accent is gone, noticably so.

Stone Man staggers into the transport, eager to get away from the berserker and get back to a nice Restoration Tank.

You send a tightbeam radio transmission to Dawn: "Dawn, wasn't

Dawn sends you a tightbeam radio transmission: "You've got something that'll knock him out, then? I could try and get in close to use it..."

Commander X gazes foward apon Zero, his eyes going wide in shocked surprize, hearing the words and seeing him in his berzerker exuperance. He has seen it... far to many times before... but he always hates it. Rock only then regards Zero, his eyes turning to concern, and worry for his closest friend. "... shimatta..." .oO( Destiny? What Destiny? ) And Rock shakes his head, raising his Buster up. "Keep back, Dawn... He will attack anyone in this state." And Rock slowly dismounts from Rush, and he turns fully to face Zero. The humm from his Buster changes pitch, and then with a -snap,hiss!-, a brilliant blade of pure white energy extends. "Zero... Can you hear me?" Rock slowly moves foward, holding the X-Sabre before him warily... "You don't want to do this... you know you don't... Snap out of it, Z!"

You send a tightbeam radio transmission to Dawn: "I'll be at the scene in a few moments. I have 2 vials with me. I'll be able to give you one. The trick is being able to get him to stay down long enough so it can be inserted."

Dawn sends you a tightbeam radio transmission: "Not a problem. I've got an idea..."

(Ch. A [Rock]) Twila Peterson transmits: 'Rock, I have two of those vials with me if needed. I'm giving one to Dawn.'.
(Ch. A [Hunter-Main]) Rock transmits: 'All right. Give both to Dawn. If one doesn't work... she will have to use two...'.

(Ch. B [Dragonfire]) Rock transmits: 'Father... Zero is in another

Zero stares at X and cackles, "The time for talk is over, X." he snarls as he starts to charge at Rock, "NOW IS THE TIME FOR DESTRUCTION! MWHAAHHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAH!" he leaps at Rock, his sabre swinging wildly, a trail of energy lazily chasing after the sabres blade as he attacks his best friend.

(Ch. A [Rock]) Twila Peterson transmits: 'Agr----!'.

(Ch. B [Genius!]) Quire transmits: 'This is twice in a month. We can't just let him out again. We'd have Repliforce troops busting into the lab to arrest him.'.
(Ch. B []) Dr. Thomas Light transmits: 'What do you mean by state? Is he still reasonable, or is he completely catatonic of his situation?'.
(Ch. B [Genius!]) Quire transmits: 'He's lucid enough to rant about burning cities and corpses.'.

Dawn simply makes a shake of the head at Rock's orders. "No way bro. I /know/ he's gonna attack anyone, he just tried impaling me, you know." She tenses, finally. "Twila said she can get something here..." Uh-oh. Zero's incoming. When he begins his barrage of slashes, she lunges at him from the side and tries to tackle him down, "I said stop it, already!"

Zero growls as Dawn grabs a hold of him, "RAAAARGH LET GO OF ME! OR YOU WILL BE THE NEXT... TO DIE!" He shakes and fidgets in Dawn's grasp, but the toils on his own systems from the battle and his rage have weakened him considerably by now.

Freeze Man begins to slowly climb up after Stone, holding Air Man. The transport begins to take off into the sky, the ladder retracting with the Masters. Before the hatch closes, Freeze pops his head out and waves. "Seeyah, tin-heads!"

Rock narrows his eyes even as Zero charges. And his blade... vanishes... his arms slowly spreading wide. The impact of the blows causes X to /fly/ backwards, slaming against Rush-Cycle with a clang of metal against metal, the robo-dog falling to the side with a yelp. X on the other hand... doesn't even cry out. On his chest is marked a large, tripple slashed Z.

He lays there for a moment, then groaning, he slowly rises, glaring foward at Zero with intense, sapphire blues. He reaches up, wiping away mechfluid with one hand... and speaks in a weak voice...

"Is that... all you've... got... Zero?"

Twila Peterson finally comes into view, but stays a small distance for the moment, features going pale at the sight. But she parks and slides off her bike with the two vials already on her. She doubts she would be able to offer much but to try and deter civilials from entering the area. Otherwise...well...she does have that taser which could place him on "pause" at least a few moments...

(Ch. B [Dragonfire]) Rock transmits: '*a wince* The latter... And he's gone berzerk, Father.'.
(Ch. B [Genius!]) Quire transmits: 'Knock him out, Rock. I'll have a cage ready that'll hold him.'.

Seeing that the others are clear, at least for the moment, Twila tries to get herself in a good postion, then fires off her taser. "Zero, for goodness sakes, CALM DOWN!"

Dawn shouts back, "You've already tried to kill me, bro! I don't wanna do this...but..." Twila's taser hits...good. "Y'need t'hold /still/!" And she bridges backwards, trying to German Suplex Zero into the ground, headfirst. He needs to /stop/.

Zero growls as the taser strikes him and his eyes blank out into a pale white as his body shuts down, "Nnnghhh...." he then falls limp in Dawn's grasp.

Zero gets slammed into the ground and is shaken back to life by the pain and snarls, wiggling out of the move after the impact and standing up again weakly, "Nnghh...... raaagh......" his body glows a bright red as he stares at Dawn and snarls, "Your death shall wait..." he turns his gaze to Rock, as his shifts his arm into his buster, "Mwhahahahha... come X... let's see if you can strike me down... can you?

MWAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA" He snaps his aim at Rock and snarls as his body glows an intense red, "ZERO BUSTER MEGABLAST!"

Rock shakes his head slowly, and then looks to Dawn. He calls out even as she slams into Zero. "Dawn! Be careful! He'll..." Oh slag it... Rock begins to make a run for the pair, if Dawn can't calm Zero down, he will. His right arm begins to hum even as he does so, a charge building up inside his Buster, getting ready to be released. His fist clenches into a tight ball before the charging Buster. He watches a taser shot fly and strike Zero, nodding. Then he watches Dawn move for her own attack, trying to slam Zero down to the pavement, offering an internal wince. "Dawn! Get back!" And Rock lunges foward even as Zero gets back up. .oO(... This is going to hurt...)

-WOOSH!-

Rock is /SLAMED/ into by the force of the Megablast, send skidding back as he throws his arms up before him. "... Ow. Zero... That... HURT!!" And X ignites his Dash jets, rocketing foward with blinding speed, and the right arm /LAUNCHES/ foward, aiming for Zero's jaw with a punch that explodes with the force of a released charge in his Buster. "Go... /DOWN!!!/"

Dawn bridges back up after slamming Zero, blinking. "...What...what's /with/ you?" A huge energy blast shoots right past her and strikes Rock. Rock's warning is heeded, and she leaps high into the air to give him some room...then lands in a crouch, adrenaline (or it's Reploid equivalent) fading. "Is he...?"

When Twila sees that the taser did indeed strike she starts running forward in attempts to offer the vials. However, um...as the reploid once more springs to life she jumps a few paces back. Oh...terriffic. Well...so much for *that* idea! A hand is brought to her mouth. She knows this isn't Zero's fault...but how long before the others fight simply to protect tneselves and not just in subduing him. But then...a recent responce from Rock makes that point moot. "Rock...?" she begind worriedly.

Zero stares at the fist as it charges at him and just stands there, rigid and defiant making no attempt at dodging it. It strikes him square in the chest and knocks him back into the wall of a nearby building causing a crater the shape of Zero's frame. He stays there for a moment before falling to the ground face first, with an uncermonious clunk. His body sparks for a moment before dying out.

Rock remains where he stands, half bent over, smoke sizziling out from the joint between fist and forearm. He stands there, rigid, panting exhaustedly. His eyes closed. His body is very much the worse for wear at the moment, the Z-Slash apon his chest, the blackened plasma charring from the megablast. It is a surprise he is still standing. But he is. He sucks in cool air, drawing it in to cool his internal systems with

(Ch. B [Dragonfire]) Rock transmits: '...ow...'.

Dawn rises from the crouch, shaking a bit. It's not every day that Zero /seriously tries to kill you/. However, concern for 'family' takes over, as Rock begins trailing smoke, she withdraws a medical scanner from the backpack. "C'mon bro, hold in a sec...we'll see what's wrong. I don't think Zero's gonna get up..."

(Ch. B [Wideband]) Dawn transmits: 'What happened? Why'd Zero do that?'.
(Ch. B [Dragonfire]) Rock transmits: 'I... don't know'.

Twila Peterson edges forward with a sigh, slipping out one of the vials in hand. As Dawn tends to Rock, she decides to check on the other reploid. When no sound or moove is made when she draws near she injects some of the sedative. It will at least keep him down just in case a part of him reawakens despite his damage. It also gives her time to make sure his systems are presently locked due to the damaged sustained. "Ok...he's safe to move now..." she murmers.

Dawn sends you a tightbeam radio transmission: "Get his Beam Sabre."

(Ch. A [Rock]) Twila Peterson transmits: 'He'll be OK, Rock...as will you.'.

(Ch. B []) Dr. Thomas Light transmits: 'He's not in control of himself at the moment. Keep your distance, only stop him if civilians start to come into harms way.'.
(Ch. B [Dragonfire]) Rock transmits: 'Zero... is down, Father. I managed to knock him out. I have all ready called in the locals... and they will tend to those here injured and the damages. He... and I... are going to need some repair work.'.
(Ch. B [Genius!]) Quire transmits: 'Containment cell at the ready.'.
(Ch. B []) Dr. Thomas Light transmits: 'That may be hard, considering I have no mobility at the moment. The Mavericks destroyed my hoverchair last night, and after the attack on my legs, I am rather incapable of walk. Quire, will you please assist with the wounded?'.
(Ch. B [Genius!]) Quire transmits: 'I can.'.

Rock stands there... panting heavily still for long, slow moments. "Tend... to Zero... I will be..." Rock staggers foward, barely catching himself on one massive, booted foot. "He... shouldn't... need that. He is down." Rock grunts softly, shaking his head and reaching up to clutch the black slashes on his chest. Rush, since returned to canine mode, makes his way over to Rock's side. Rock drops to one knee, reaching out to slowly pet the canine, resting his arm on him. "Dawn... Lift Zero. We will take him back to base. I will be... fine... untill we get back...

Twila Peterson presses her lips together and reaches for the prized beam saber, intending on offering it to Rock to hold when he's more capable. Even if Zero's disabled now. It is standard proceedure that he be without his weapon until he's back to normal...or so she was told. She nods in response towards Rock's message, then stands back up to walk towards him. "Least allow yourself from gotting any worse, Rock."

(Ch. B [Genius!]) Quire transmits: 'I'll program my lab computers to make a new chair for you. I saved the first one's design.'.
(Ch. B [Dragonfire]) Rock transmits: 'Don't worry, Father. Are you all right? And thank you, Little Quire.'.
(Ch. B [Genius!]) Quire transmits: 'Don't mention it.'.
(Ch. B []) Dr. Thomas Light transmits: '..a very long pause.. Thank you, Quire.'.
(Ch. B [Wideband]) Dawn transmits: ''Kay...I've got Zero. Am I droppin' 'im off at th' medbay, or the research labs?'.

Dawn blinks, surprised. "Lift? Bro...he just tried t'kill us." A shrug, and she runs over to pick up Zero. "If y'say so though. I'm takin' 'im to th' Labs.", and she starts to do just that..

Rock looks slowly up to Twila, and nods. "I..." A crackle from one of the slashes, an accusing glare at it, then a sigh... "will be fine... Zero needs to be gotten back as soon as possible." Rock looks to Rush... "Sitdown Jet-mode, boy..." Rush whimpers softly, then pads to the side, transforming once again... to a basic combination of the Rush Jet and the Rush Marine. Rock then looks to Dawn and nods. "He's out... and do so." Rock then looks to Twila... "Come on... let's get home..." Rock slowly pushes himself to his feet, staggering over to Rush and sliping into the cockpit... enough room left for a second person, Rock looking over to Twila...

(Ch. B [Dragonfire]) Rock transmits: 'The Medbay. Quire... if you will prepair the restraining Bed.'.
(Ch. B [Wideband]) Dawn transmits: 'Medbay? 'Kay.'.
(Ch. B []) Dr. Thomas Light transmits: 'Sonata's here, she can assist.'.

Twila Peterson places down her scanner, frowning slightly but...not speaking any further against it. She programs her own bike to return home on it's own and sits herself behind Rock, only to ask, "You sure?" quietly.

Rock nods, slowly looking back to Twila and offers a sigh. "Yeah... Rush... take us home." And the cockpit slowly closes above them... Rush slowly begins to rise up into the air, whimpering softly, but turns, rocketing up and heading back for the labs. Rock's head lays back over the back of the chair, the clamps that hold on his helmet slowly unfastening with a -shint- of motion and sound. "Ouchie..." Rock questions, "Can you... take off... my helmet?"

Rush is autoflying this little twip back, and doing so well, Rock laying there and letting his internals work, keeping his eyes closed as they soar through the night... "Love... you..."

Twila Peterson moves her hands and gently removes the protective headpiece from the reploid, smoothing is hair slightly, although in truth part of this is done to encourage more air to cool his systems rather than simply offering some affection. She sets the helmet on her lap. "Better?"

Rock nods slowly, a sigh coming from him. "Yeah." and the trio head for home...

Twila Peterson reaches forward and kisses his cheek. "Love you too. It's going to be alright."

Rock nods, offering a slow smile as he reaches back to stroke her cheek softly. "I know..."

Rock then sighs...

Rush leading them on the final approach for the Rooftop Runway, settling down slowly.

Twila softly returns the small smile at the gesture. Upon landing, she waits until the canine is fully settled and the canopy is opened. Getting out first so she could be in better position to help Rock out as well if so needed. "Better get down to the Medical Center," she offers.

Rock slowly climbs out of rush, half staggering, but maintains his balance. He shakes his head slowly, looking to Twila with a nod. "Let's go. Then I also will have someone for everybody... to meet." Rock slowly makes his way for the doors to the command center, Rush transforming and slowly making his way to Rock's side. Rocks hand rushes half-clutching one section of the slashes of the Z apon his chest.

Whether actively needing it or not, Twila stays beside him, placing a hand on his arm, there for support if needed. She quiely nods, but doesn't comment on who that "someone else" he was referring to. One thing at a time...

<Soon...>

Medical Bay <Hunter HQ>

Rock steps into the Med-bay, a crimson canine by his side, and a red-haired beautiful woman helping him walk on the other. He winces softly, clutching one part of the Z slash left on his chest. "Teach me... not to... duck."

Twila Peterson walks beside Rock, holding onto his healm as well as Zero's saber for the moment. When they pass by a table she sets them down while in passing and conntinues to make sure that Rock gets onto a med, not exactly knowing if the lad's father will be up to treating Rock or not. After all, the doctor's a patient in here himself. "You know the drill, Rock. Let me go ahead and numb some of that before starting."

Rock nods to Twila, making his way to set table and slowly pulling himself onto it. He nods to Twila, looking over towards his father. "Hey, Dr. Light... is everything all right? How are you feeling." And Rock closes his eyes, slowly opening his access ports... ready to be treated.

Dr. Thomas Light shrugs. "I'm fine." However, he's not moving to assist anyone, no matter how much he wants to.

Rock nods to Dr. Light, offering a soft smile. "Don't worry, Father... I will be fine too... I have had worse." Rock shakes his head. "The good thing is... I found us another new recruit..."

"I'm glad your feeling a lil better, Doctor," Twila states gently. Upon hooking up the reploid's specific points Twila then goes about at least numbing him from the pain. The less stress on his systems the better. She then goes about tending to the worst of the damage, closing leakages, shutting off smaller areas until they're repaired and so forth. She keeps a close eye on his vitals while she works...as well as his collant system, since that too was rather stressed earlier. She doesn't really interrupt the two while they talk. Provides a distraction for both patients. "How'd you meet him?"

Rock gives a slow sigh as his pain is ebbed away from him, vanishing swiftly and causing him to sigh in relief. He remains still and accessable while she begins to work. His right arm has stopped smoking, and fine now, as that is the general effect of the megapunch. He then speaks softly in return to Twila's question. "In Canada, actualy... Torontreal... I met him there when I was out on partol. He is showing a good deal of skill and talent... and will be most welcome here. He is a former logger Reploid... but they scrapped the use of the beaver reploids for it. He survived and was placed under the care of one of the engineers... He is a good man."

The medbay doors hiss open to admit Slapshot Beaver, resplendent as ever in his toque and Torontreal Maple Canadiens jersey. Black optics swiveling around nervously, the beaver holds a hockey stick in his paws, passing it between them nervously. He shuffles forward in his waddle-walk, murmuring softly, "Lookit this place, Gordon. It's huge, eh? We gotta make sure we don't get separated."

Twila Peterson perks here eyebrow at the mention of the near demise. "Coporate Reduction" some would have called it in another day an age. Outwardly, she dips her chin upon continuing her work. Her eyes blink as she overhears newcomers into the ward and offers them a polite nod as well as a "Hello. May I help you?

Although pardon if she's preoccupied right now. But would be rude not to be polite. Since the one resembles a beaver she can only guess this is who was spoken of.

Slapshot Beaver:
At a hefty seven feet, one inch, this particular Reploid doesn't look like he belongs...well, anywhere but the backwoods of Canada. Large buck teeth, silver in colour and nearly seven inches long, gleam under a black nose that twitches now and again. This reploid is covered in brown pseudo-fur, small round ears twitching slightly to swivel this way and that as he listens to the world around him. Black optics, bright as buttons, glitter as he moves his head around, whiskers twitching. A long black tail extends behind him, cross-hatched with silver. Rather rotund in shape with what could be considered short arms and paws that end in claws, he also sports sizeable back haunches tipped with black claws. This beaver lugs around a modified hockey stick wherever he goes, which appears to be made of black wood, 'CCM' proudly stamped on the shaft. It's carefully wrapped in black hockey tape as well, although the actual blade part looks bulkier than normal. Proudly, he wears a hockey jersey for the Torontreal Maple Canadiens, a blue toque with a white bobble on top, and a pouch around his waist. What's in it is anyone's guess. Meet the newest Maverick Hunter on the block, Slapshot Beaver.

Rock continues to be worked apon by the woman he loves. Slowly looking up as the doors open. A soft smile spreads on his face as he remains where he is. He looks quite the worse for wear. There is a Z slash acrost his chest, dark and charred, but being worked apon by Twila. And he has a good few plasma scorings and charring due to a Zero-Buster Megablast. "Hello, Slapshot... come in... come in."

Slapshot Beaver looks at Twila shyly, pulling his toque from his head with a free paw out of respect. "Hello, Miss," he says quietly, a nervous smile on his face. "I was called up here ta see Commander X, eh. M'name's Slapshot Beaver. I was wonderin', if he's not too badly hurtin', if I can see him, ya know?" As Rock speaks, his black optics widen so much it appears they might just spontaneously fall out of his head and onto the floor. Blinking once, the beaver ambles forward as quickly as he can -- which isn't fast at all -- to stand just a few feet away from Mega Man himself. The hockey stick is clenched rapidly, the toque crunched in his paws. "H-hello, Commander," he manages in a quiet splutter after a moment. "Ya wanted ta see me?"

Twila offers a smile and makes certain she's out of their way while she continues working and they begin to converse with one another. "Nice to meet you. Twila Peterson. Medic Assistant. And not at all."

Rock nods to Slapshot, offering a relieved sigh as Twila continues her work, repairing a particularly damaged circuit. He sighs softly. "Thanks, Twila." Rock then looks to Slapshot, offering one of his warm, wide, almost childlike smiles. "Yep, Slapshot. I did. Welcome to the Hunters." Rock nods to him, his head without his helmet, fashionably messy brown hair revealed and as always... messy. He slowly raises a hand, channeling a bit of energy to call forth something from Sub-Space... and with a crackle of energy a small datapad appears in his hand. "This is for you. It includes all of the Hunter policies, information, radio frequencies, and other data you should know now that you are one of us. Take a look over it tonight. Also you can find yourself an empty room down in the Barracks and begin setting it up however you like. Welcome to your new home."

Slapshot Beaver is most likely blushing under the pseudofur, but it's impossible to tell. The beaver's eyes shine as bright as freshly blacked boots as, shifting his toque from one paw to the one holding the hockey stick. "Ya hear that Gordon?" he says to the stick. "We're livin' here now." A bit louder, he replies, "Thank you kindly, Commander," he says, tilting his head slightly to watch Twila work. "I'll read it up right quick, sir, don't you worry!" Carefully, he places his hat back onto his head with a broad grin. "Well sir, if'n that be all, I'll leave ya to be fixed up right quick by Miz Peterson, an' Gordon an' I'll head off ta settle in."

Twila Peterson blinks, looking upwards. "Gordon?"

Rock chuckles softly, shaking his head slightly at the 'Gordon' reference. He noted that Slapshot was a bit odd... but they all are in some way or another. Slapshot will just be a welcome new member to the group. "You are welcome, Slapshot." Rock smiles. "And that is all. You and 'Gordon' can go settle in." Rock shakes his head and smiles. "Oh... and Slapshot... Call me Rock."

Slapshot Beaver nods eagerly at Twila. "Yes Miss, Gordon. Have manners, Gordon, an' say 'ello." The hockey stick is extended out to Twila for inspection. He turns his head back to Rock, nodding very slowly. "Aye, Comm--er...Rock," he says shyly, nose twitching. He looks at the stick for a moment, whispering, "Don't slouch!" rather fervently.

Twila Peterson blinks, and then smiles kindly towards the stick. "Ah, so this is Gordon. Nice to meet him too. Take good care of him," she offers, then states. "If you need anything or have any questions...all either of you need to do is ask..."

Rock chuckles softly, nodding to Slapshot. "Go settle in, Hunter. Make yourself at home. There is a commesary and the rec room on the second floor." Rock then nods to Twila's words. "That's right, Slapshot... If you need anything... just ask."

Gordon doesn't say anything. He's just a hockey stick.

Slapshot, however, finds it very flattering that Twila is willing to accept Gordon so easily. "He's right flattered ta meet the both of you," he speaks for the stick before lowering it. "Gordon 'n' I'll be sure ta visit ya, Miss Peterson," he says with a bob of his head. "Thank ya for the welcome...Rock," he now comments to the wounded hero -- still stumbling over the informality of it all. "Now Gordon 'n' I'll leave ya to rest, eh? If'n ya need anything, I'm at yer service." With a tug of his toque, he turns and shuffles for the door, his large, flat tail dragging after him. He can be heard remarking as he leaves, "Can ya believe it, Gordon? We got ta meet /him/. An' he said we can call 'im 'Rock'! Now whatcha think of that, eh?"

Twila Peterson then turns back towards Rock while she continues. "You didn't tell me their were *two* new recruits," she gently teases.

Rock chuckles softly... "Well... He is still a good guy. Just... with a friend." Rock shakes his head. "He may be a little weird... but he will be handy in a fight and a good Hunter."

The young woman dips her chin in response slightly grinning. "Well, not that strange." After all, reploids aren't allowed really to have much, if any of a childhood. Humans are. And human children do occasionally have "friends" of their own. So...why not? "And I'm sure he will. How are you feeling?"

Rock nods, rolling his shoulders slowly. "Better. Much better." Rock sighs with relief... "But some time in the Repair Chamber wouldn't go amiss..." Rock pauses, looking back to Twila with a soft smile. "Love you..."

The smile is returned a little more. A hand closes up the panel that had been worked on, getting him ready for the chamber to tend to the rest. Twila removes the glove of her right hand to brush against his cheek, much like he had done to her when they were travling back to base, then leans forward to tenderly kiss his forehead. "Love you too, Rock," she whispers. "Shouldn't be too long in there now. Get some rest, kay?"

Rock returns the soft smile to Twila, softly accepting the tender kiss, and then he reaches up, and slowly draws her down for a slow kiss apon her lips. One from which he draws strength from her precense, and the feel of her lips on his. Slowly, after the kiss has been ended reluctantly... he nods. "I will... And why don't you go see how Slapshot is settling in as well..."

"Just in case, I'll keep the Band-Aids in stock," she says softly. Twila pulls away slowly after the kiss is ended, then strightens, slightly blushing. Seems as if Rock isn't the only one that manages to turn a small amount of red. "Will do so," she returns. She then steps away from the bed, only to return a few moments later with a hilt of Zero's saber in hand, and places it within Rock's palm. "Zero would have wanted for you to hold it for him until he's better."

Rock nods to Twila, taking the Saber in hand, looking down to it and nods. "Yeah... I will untill he is repaired and well." Rock then slowly pushes himself up to his feet, shaking his head slowly, giving his joints a few rolls to work them back in slowly. He notes the blush with a soft smile, then nods to Twila. "Time to finish some repairs..." and Rock calls the Sabre into subspace as he slowly makes for the repair chamber, which will do the heavy duty repairs like cutting of the damaged platting and replacing it with new...

Twila Peterson remains planted until Rock's saftly within the chamber before setting a droan to clean up the bed as well as the instruments used. After that's done she leaves to allow the chamber to work and tend to the beloved one inside it's walls.

(Ch. B [Dragonfire]) Rock transmits: 'Everyone... make sure you meet and say hello to our new recruit, Slapshot Beaver. He is just getting settling in.'.
(Ch. B [Hunter/RF]) Slapshot Beaver transmits: '*a bit of tapping and scuffling* I think it's on now, Gordon, leggo. *louder* Good day, everyone.'.
(Ch. B [GoodGuy-Central]) Michael Eildath transmits: 'Um, hi there.'.
(Ch. B [Dragonfire]) Rock transmits: 'Slapshot, this is Mike. Mike, This is Slapshot Beaver.... and Gordon'.
(Ch. B [GoodGuy-Central]) Michael Eildath transmits: '-pause- Gordon?'.