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Twila@M3 - Monday, February 12, 2001, 1:49 PM
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Message: 10/103 Posted Author
Signas Report Mon Feb 12 Signas
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Hello, everyone. This is Signas, and I have a few things to report. First off, I will start with the releif for the damage from the bombing and the populous within that area. Several sponsors were more than willing to assist in providing shelter, food, water and clothing, as well as schooling for the children and jobs for those who had been directly affected: some even providing thier very homes for this. There were very few who needed such care, but I think in a couple of months, they should havve thier lives regulated, as much as possible with most recent chaotic events.

Afterwards, I returned to base to find that a battle was waging in San Angeles. I am afraid I can't offer much help about what happened there, as it was a horrifying and violent experience, and in the chaos, I rarely saw many details. Near the end, I did aid in bringing Cinema back, unfortunately, nothing could be done about his condition, as he was near-death when I found him.

Most importantly, though I would like to talk about last night's events, and what occured in Papau New Guinea. After returning with Cinema from San Angeles, I heard over the radio that the Maverick leader, Sigma had been outside waiting. After a short discussion; Smite Squirrel, Sheild and I left to the abovementioned island to aid in the recovery of any civilians that may have been caught in the crossfire. Oddly enough, the ground war barren of all repliod and human life, as the earth was very radioactive. Furthermore, the Masters who were attacking the island where horrifically outnumbered by the Maverick forces. After a few moments, a saucer fell from the sky, which was later identified as the Wily Saucer with a person inside, presumably Wily. The Masters opened fire, then, directly on Sigma, who was above the location of this incident. The retreated shortly after and we promptly returned to base. I am going to keep my personal opinions out of this report, as it can do nothing to help the current situation, but do know that I only had the people outside in mind when I made this decision, and that I stand with X the entire way. Have a good day.

<With that the screen blips out and returns to it's normality>
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Command Center <Hunter HQ>

Twila Peterson emerges into the center, having had some time to either contemplate or work on other projects...or possibly playig a little catch up on what she was able for her brother due to...last night's events. She doesn't speak of them, although that among some other majors concerns weighs on her mind.

Magma Dragoon is currently standing near the central computer, transmitting a message to Repliforce.

Twila Peterson casts a sidelong glance to Michael's belongings as she passes them, letting out a small sigh, then pauses to turn towards the officer. "Hey."

Magma Dragoon turns to Twila as she enters the Command Center, mid-way crossing his arms. He sighs deeply and arches a brow, "Are you prepared to go?" He asks politely but firmly.

Twila Peterson dips her chin. She wasn't in the know of...exactly how to prepare herself so...simply placed on her gear ahead of time since she was accompaying as an escort. "Yes, I am. Where's Cimema?"

Twila Peterson thinks back towards Quire's Messgae on the boards. "It doesn't matter which really." She states. Although if Quire poses a problem, the task would be Twila's. Not as if she's never operated a hoverbed before. "Ask first. If she declines it'll be up to us anyway."

Magma Dragoon nods, "Lets go get him and bring him up.", then motions for her towards the Medical Bay.

<Soon...after obtaining the capsual...>

Teleeport Chamber--Repliforce Bas

To escort the two arriving 'enemies'... I.E., Hunters... are only two persons. One is the ever mighty Skyblade Eagle! Cheer! Yea! Decked out in black armor instead of silver. And behind her and slightly to the side stands... well.. Gear Otter. ^_^ Looking far worse for wear, smeared with grease and mechfluid, his servos are whining quietly with each of his movements. To say the least, he's tired. Dead tired. But he ocks back and forth on his heels, none the less, smiling. ^_^

A bright red/white beam of light teleports down into the chambers of the Repliforce HQ, soon reforming into the forms of Twila Peterson and Magma Dragoon. The Two stand next to a hover-capsule containing the body of Cinema. Dragoon's expression appears emotionless as usual as he nods to the Repliforcersin greeting, "Afternoon, Repliforcers."

Alongside the former Repliforcer as well as capsel with it's hovering mechanisims activated stands the young redhaired assistant medic known as Twila Peterson. She politly nods to the other repliods in greeting. "Hello."

Skyblade Eagle nods, her gaze turning to the capsule for a moment, then to Twila, before looking back at Dragoon, "Greetings..." She looks back at Gear for just a second...

Gear Otter steps forward, whiping a bit more grease from his maw as he flings out a hand in a bright, cheerful wave!! ^_^ Look! It's Miss Peterson! And Magma Dragoon! He's delighted to see you all!! Even if you are going to kill him when it comes to battle: "Hidey-ho, Hunter Reinos!! Good to see your in good health, Miss Peterson!" ^_^ "Wish I could see the sky. Must be a beautiful day! That the package, Sir?" He asks, looking at Dragoon.

Well...to be honest, who's to say that either of these two will be party in any advance against Repliforce...despite what their comrades feel? Or at least, that's what the girl's feelings are. But she doesn't speak them aloud. She looks towards Magma, letting him respond. As per usual her shyness seems to kick in at the most unwanted times.

Magma Dragoon grumbles slightly and mutters to himself quietly, it seems he isn't cheered by Gear's optimisim. The Hunter shakes his head at the Repliforce for a moment, then looks up to them. He nods at Gear Otter's question and replies, "Yes Doctor, This is Cinema.. Or what's left of him that is. I have arranged to bring him here out of good will. I never wish to see a good man pass on but...." Dragoon stops for a moment, then continues, "Everyone comes home from a mission."

The Elite Hunter looks down at Skyblade Eagle for a moment before turning back to Gear Otter, his arms crossed now, "I entrust this reploid's now deceased body into your hands. I request he receive a solider's burial despite his change in behavior. See to it that he does."

Twila Peterson let's out a quite sigh, as she remains by the capsule, awaiting for it to be taken or...told to where it is to be placed. "Sorry that all this is happening," she manages sincerely.

Skyblade Eagle nods to Twila, "So are we.." She looks at the body of Cinema...Remembering the first time she met him, .o(What went so wrong?) She asks herself, letting out a slight sigh, "We'll do that, Hunter...As for now, we'll put his body in the Sci-Lab..."

Skyblade quickly hustles towards the table, taking the hovering thing in his paws, and beginning the laborous task of pushing it towards the Turbo Lifts... his servos still protesting each movement loudly.

Magma Dragoon nods to Skyblade, then turns to Twila for a moment before turning back to the aerial repliforcer. He arches a brow, keeping his arms crossed, "Is the General or the Colonel about by chance.. We need to see them."

Skyblade Eagle shakes her head, "Unfortunately, Colonel is still slipping in and out of conciousness...And I'm unaware of General's current whereabouts, though he probably doesn't want to be disturbed right now..."

Twila nods silently to herself, musing for a bit. Allowing herself to relax a little, "I don't mean to be too forward. But, is there a copy of a security cam available regarding Colonel's 'incident' that we can show to our comrades...to prove that he indeed was injured by the rouges?"

Skyblade Eagle shrugs faintly, "You'd have to talk to Anthem...She is the SecDef CO, after all...I'm sure she'd know better than any of us...Though, once we get Colonel operation again, he can testify about it himself.."
Gear Otter glances back, and nods!! ^_^ "Won't be long now! I've almost got him up and going again!" Go me! :P

Magma Dragoon acknowledges Skyblade Eagle with a nod, "Understood"

"Though.", Magma Dragoon looks over to Twila for a moment, then turns to Gear Otter once again, "Corporal, my fellow hunter here is a friend of the Colonel's. Is he stable enough to be visited?"

Gear Otter blinks at the odd request from Magma. He turns, rubs his neck for a moment, glancing to Skyblade for help. ^_^;; He's just a corporal. Even though he is running the medbay at the moment: "...uhm... well, I've managed to restore his basic functions, and he's able to bring himself to consciousness for a short amount of time... but I don't know if he'll even respond to your presence, to be truthful." ^_^;;

"I would only like to see for myself that...he's going to be alright," The young woman states slowly. "Also, alot of Hunters disbelieve that he was assaulted and near death. If both of us are allowed to see him just for a minutes can both truthfully claim that we saw him in recovery with our own eyes."

Magma Dragoon nods at Twila's comment, "Even though I saw him last night, I remain concerned for his well being. Will you grant our request?"

Skyblade Eagle nods a bit, "Yes...Though, we're going to have to keep an eye on you...I'm sure you understand, though."

Gear Otter rubs the back of his neck again: "Well, I generally would, being as I'm the head of MedBay till Crosswire reports in, but I'd have to ask for higher aut-" He breaks of as Skyblade gives her bit, the nods happily. ^_^;; Whew. Saved by the Blade.

"Understood. No differnt than if the situation were reversed," Twila remarks in honesty.

Magma Dragoon nods affirmatively at Skyblade, "I understand.. Lead on." Then begins decending down the stairs, looking up at Twila for her to follow.

Gear Otter nods, and turns, still pushing the table with creaking servos as he sends off a brief radio burst..

And indeed she does follow, glancing towards the surrounding somewhat, remembering the very first time as well as the last time she had been here. "Thank you," she bids.

Skyblade Eagle nods, "Right, follow me...Gear...Bring Cinema." She turns, and starts towards the exit...

<Soon...>

Repair Bay - RHQ
This room is one of the largest in the Repliforce Headquarters, rivalled only by the Barracks, Briefing Area and Hangar Bay. This is the place where the wounded reploids come to get their parts replaced or for general tune-ups and tests. The latest technology is in evidence all around the room as programmed reploids scuttle back and forth, both on legs and some on wheels. Thre are numerous Repair beds that will enclose a reploid fully, and there are places for the larger reploids to power down until they get fixed. The room stretches out quite far in all directions, the only two exits leading out are either to the Laboratory or the hangar-bay sized doors into the hallway. The Repair Bay is extremely well lit, and has a definite antiseptic feel to it, as it is always immaculately clean.

Twila Peterson makes her way into the Center along with the others, a wash of memories filling her of her two week stay within the Repliforce base when her troubles with the Robot Masters in general and Enker in particular first started. Almost seems like an eternity ago. "Hasn't changed much..." she murmers, more to herself than anyone else.

Gear Otter continues to push the table with Cinema, right up to the operating area. There he leaves it as a couple Med Gumbies walk towards the carcass... as for Otter himself, he walks towards a smell corner of the Repair Bay. There, tucked in nicely, is.. Colonel. Beaten, bruise, armor non-existant after being blown up and run over by a tank, several feed lines are comming out of him. Spark Support. Otter retakes his old position by Colonel's side, puts his goggle glasses back on, picks up his tweezers and micro-soderer.. and goes back to work.

Magma Dragoon walks into the bay and joins Twila over towards where Colonel lies.

Flash Rabbit comes in to check on his hero briefly before taking his turn at guard duty.

Those thought's seem to flee as soon as she trails the form of the medic towards his patient. Her features faulter as she gazes at the broken form. As a assistant, she hs seen worse. But still. She draws in a breath and, after a few long moments, glances towards the floor. Although there is a shock, there's no surprise. "How soon before he's recovered? Twila Peterson finally manages.

Gear Otter blinks, pulling up his goggle glasses to peer at Twila, and smile brightly. ^_^ "What? Oh, not sure. See, he was dead for a few seconds after we found him. We got him here fast enough, though, and there was /just/ enough spark left in him to bring him back. I've been working on him for about fourty-eight hours straight.." The built up grime and protesting servos acount for that: "... and I'm still trying to bring him fully out of stasis. Like I said, I'm able to bring him around for a few minutes now and again, but otherwise.." He shrugs. "No worries! He'll be doing fine, lickity split!" ^_^

Skyblade Eagle stands to the back of the room, letting the Hunters look over Colonel...She's still trying to belive that this is a false thing...That none of this is really happeneing...Even though she knows that it's real...

Flash Rabbit comes in to check on his hero briefly before taking his turn at guard duty.

Twila's eyes trail from the medic back to the broken form. As per her designation she also quietly observes some of the medical readings as well as the monitors. From what she's seen, no. This is certainly no joke or ploy. "And how's Iris taking this?" she asks, thinking she may have visited her brother more than once. It's then that she spots a familiar face entering the room and she offers the reploid rabbit a half-wave. "Hey, Flash."

Gear Otter can't really fine any optimistic words to describe how Iris is doing. ^_^;; She's crying her heart out? She's a mental wreck? She'll get better? Luckily, he's spared as Twila turns her attention to Flash!Twila Peterson is standing with Mamga, merely overlooking Colonal's body, but staying back and allowing the medic to go about her work.

Flash Rabbit smiles slightly at Twila, making his way over to her. "Hi Miss Peterson!" he says somewhat cheerfully, and most likely a beacon of happiness relative to everyone else. "Oh, Iris was sad, but she knows Colonel's gonna get better, so she's doing ok, I guess."

Gear Otter is working. Always working. He's been working for more than fourty eight hours straight, without recharge, and it shows. Servos grinding with each movement, fur smeared with grease and mech fluid..

Skyblade Eagle is standing back from the rest of the group, still decked out in her black armor, just quietly watching them...She nods to Flash, but that's about it..

Chi slowly makes his way into the bay. His weapon's at his back for the first time in many hours, as opposed to being in his hand. By the look on his face, it's obvious he's still not comfortable with the way things have been going, but that's life. His arms are crossed, and he immediately begins heading towards Gear.

The Med Gumbies, in the meantime, are busy with Cinema's carcass. More specifically, making a surgical incision along the torso armor, where the power core lies..

Twila Peterson recalls Chi as well, although really only met him once before now. She comments back to Flash, "Can you let her know I was here?" she questions.

Snake Man sends you a tightbeam radio transmission: "Hello 'Mom'..."

Twila Peterson then glances towards her headset and cringes, barely able to keep herself from facepalming. "Oh, terrific...'Serpentine Son' calling," she says with some sarcasm.

Flash Rabbit nods at Twila, then asks, "Who?" He thinks half a second, "Oh, Iris! Right!" Then another pause. "Who's calling?"

Twila Peterson let's out a sigh. "Snake Man...the Masters have a habbit of casting me as 'Mom'."

You send a tightbeam radio transmission to Snake Man: "What do you want?"

Gear Otter blinks a few times at that. o.o He then grins, and goes back to work.

Snake Man sends you a tightbeam radio transmission: "I want to ssspeak to you. In perssson. Alone. No harm will come to you. Wily hasss ordered your sssaftey

You send a tightbeam radio transmission to Snake Man: "Alone? About what?"

Snake Man sends you a tightbeam radio transmission: "I think you have a pretty good idea about what. Thisss isss not sssome plan of Wily'sss. Thisss I am doing on my own."

You send a tightbeam radio transmission to Snake Man: "Alright...where and when?"

Snake Man sends you a tightbeam radio transmission: "Meet me in London, by the sea."

Chi nods to Twila, and then continues over to where Gear's working. "How's he doing Gear?" he asks concertedly as he looks down and over the otter's shoulder.
Gear Otter doesn't look up as he continues to allow the small sparks from the micro-welder jump from wire to wire, repairing slowly: "Well, I've been able to restore some of his basic functions. Such as the ability to register and move his hands. And he's slipping in and out of consciousness, which is a massive improvement from his stasis lock." ^_^

Twila Peterson looks a little more drained as the conversation via radio continues. If he want's to speak about this mess...then...shouldn't she try to find out what she can. Pressing her lips together in concentration she then parts them to release a sigh before lowering her hand from her headset. "Thank you for...letting us able to see him. Could you by chance escort me to the teleporters?" she asks Skyblade...since she was the one who escorted them in here.

You send a tightbeam radio transmission to Snake Man: "Acknowledged. I'll try to be there shortly."

Flash Rabbit looks at Twila, noting her current state and offering, "Want a pizza?" he asks, brightening. Then suddenly his smile vanishes and he goes, "Oh yeah...I can't leave the base, nevermind."

You send a tightbeam radio transmission to Snake Man: " You paged Skyblade Eagle with 'Aaaaws...'.

Chi nods. "Keep up the good work Gear." he says warmly. "We're all counting on you." he says, before looking over to the medics with Cinema's body. "Have they found anything out about Cinema?" he asks.

Gear Otter blinks, looking up: "Hrmm? Oh, no, they're just removing his power core." ^_^ "Standard procedure with Mavericks, to make sure they're not playing possum."

Flash Rabbit looks over at the person in question and gasps! This isn't the first time he's seen a dead body, as he's helped to make several...but he
You paged Snake Man with 'Ok. Sorry. Hadda afk for groceries...'.
Long distance to Magma Dragoon: Twila Peterson looks a little more drained as the conversation via radio continues. If he want's to speak about this mess...then...shouldn't she try to find out what she can. Pressing her lips together in concentration she then parts them to release a sigh before lowering her hand from her headset. "Thank you for...letting us able to see him. Could you by chance escort me to the teleporters?" she asks Skyblade...since she was the one who escorted them in here.

Magma Dragoon stands quietly near the entrance of the bay, awaiting Twila.

Chi nods solemenly, and turns away. "Good. Keep me posted then on Colonel's condition Gear." he states as he heads for the entrance slowly.

Twila Peterson starts making her turn and starts towards the door to join her fellow Hunter. "This will be worked out somehow..." she quietly tells the others, as well as herself.

"It sure will!" Offers the Otter's bright, optimistic voice! "Everything's gonna be just fine!" ^_^

Skyblade Eagle nods to Twila, "Sure thing, Miss Peterson. Come with me." She turns and starts out of the room..

Magma Dragoon turns to follow Skyblade and Twila, thinking in the back of his mind . o O (I hope your right.)

Twila Peterson offers one last glance around the room, then tosses Flash another small wave, then slips out.

London - Business District
Unfolding in all directions is the massive Business District of London. Corporate skyscrapers tower off the ground and a multitude of mega-hotels, specifically for those on business trips from other cities are all located here. The buildings in this district are unbelievably larger, as if each one is struggling to outdo the latter, stretching further into the atmosphere to touch Heaven itself. Beneath the omni-level highways and streets is the lower business district where less staggeringly huge buildings are located, where super stores and some malls can be found.

Still within her medic gear Twila makes her way towards the appointed area. Snake Man would probably be hidden from view for the moment. So...she stolls casually, letting thoughts run through her mind before she comes to a halt.
Snake Man is standing on a deserted dock, looking out over the ocean. People and reploids occasionally pass by on shore, but they don't even seem to notice him, steeped in the grief of the recent happenings, and the existance of their daily lives. The water seems to mirror the mood of the general populous, dark and sullen, with a minimum of chop. The air seems thick, heavy and cold.
After catching sight of the serpentile reploid she quietly approaches him, trying to stave of the air of dispair the scene happens to give. "Yes?" she merely asks.

Magma Dragoon creeps out from the teleporation chambers and then leaps to a building shrouded in the shadows of darkness. He maintains a clear view of Twila from a far, making sure that the sneaky robot master doesn't try anything... Devious.

You paged Magma Dragoon with 'Sides...since Rock says we side with the Mavs...why can't we also start trusting the Masters,,, ;-)'.
Snake Man turns slightly towards Twila, looking over his shoulder at her with his luminious yellow eyes. "I hear that the UN hasss accepted the aid of the Mavericksss after the 'busssinesss' earlier, yesss?"

"That's what I heard as well. Was all over the news," Twila replies. "Which means the Masters are targeted next."

Snake Man says, "I am sure I do not have to tell you that thisss move isss unwissse."

Twila Peterson folds her arms over her chest. "Other than the fact that once the Repliforcers are removed, then come the Masters, and then finally Sigma happens to turn on the rest of their 'allies'? No...it's not a very wise move. In fact, it's a rather stupid one."

Magma Dragoon continues to listen in on the conversation via radio..

Snake Man returns to looking out over the water. "Asss far asss I know, the Mavericksss have not denounced their goal of killing all the humansss. It would not sssurprissse me in the leassst if Sssigma were sssomehow behind all thisss. I know *we* were not." Then he looks at Twila again. "If they classsp a viper to their breassst, then they should not be sssurprisssed when it bitesss." His tone of voice makes it clear that in this instance, he's not talking about himself.

Twila doesn't have to be really told. "If your trying to tell me not to try and convince my fellow Hunters Sigma and the Mavericks are up to one of their schemes you *don't* have to remind me. I already know even if most everyone else seems to be taken in by it."

Snake Man says, "Pity that Wily didn't try the sssame trick firssst if they are that easssily taken in by honeyed wordsss."

Twila Peterson let's out a breath. "The Mavericks let on where their base is last night. I normally wouldn't ask if you could use one of your search Snakes to see what there could be found."

Snake Man says, "We made a 'visssit' to the Maverick bassse lassst night. I am sssurprisssed that your 'alliesss' have not informed you of thisss already."

Twila Peterson thinks they did, but so much information within her mind to process...all at once. "I'm I'll check the reports once I get back to see if they did or didn't. Snake, I have no love for Wily and no love for his androids. But he has as much to loose as anyone does if the Mavericks win. And believe it or not that means exposing what this scheme is involving Repliforce because they would only be the first to go. You tell Wily that."

Snake Man shakes his head. "Wily isss... incapacitated at the moment. Basss isss in charge."

.oO(Terriffic....that powder keg.)Oo. "I know how Bass is. But somehow you have to make him understand this is his battle too, Snake," Twila says coldly, not really knowing how to proceed with things really.

Merlin swoops down from the sky and heads straight for Twila. The bird doesn't even wait, instead it lands lightly on Twila's shoulder and coos softy
[OOC] Twila Peterson wonders too :)

Merlin lightly hops up and down on Twila's shoulder and seems to be wanting something to eat

Snake Man catches the fluttering of tiny wings out of the corner of his vision. He seems to abruptly lose intrest in Twila for a moment, focusing on the bird with a predatory intensity. Then his tail lashes out around her back in an attempt to grab Merlin.

Twila Peterson gacks and darts off to the side trying to avoid that...thing...somehow knowing it's not exacty her. After all, if he likes to eat Cabbits, why not robotic hawks. "Hey...watch it!"

Merlin emits a frightened screech as he is grasped in Snake's tail. The bird tries to struggle some, but its not built for strength, just built as a thief. The bird stop screeching for asec and gazes at Twila, as if she was his only hope. Knowing this the bird begins screeching again

Twila fights to keep from rolling her eyes, "Let him go, Snake."

Magma Dragoon sends a tightbeam radio transmission to Snake Man: " I wouldn't try that if I were you."

Snake Man grabs the bird, pinning him against his chest. Then he opens wide, preparing to swallow him down... Until he gets a transmission. He squints and looks around, still ignoring Twila. He recognizes that voice...

Merlin emits something that sounds like a low whimper.

Magma Dragoon sends a tightbeam radio transmission to Snake Man: "You have two choices... Let the bird go and you'll live.. Eat the bird and I'll have you for supper."

Twila Peterson reaches up to grasp the bird from the Masters hands while he's detracted and hugs him against her chest. "I think you have other concerns right now... She may find the bird annoying...but she wouldn't want the thing outright eaten...

Snake Man hmphs, and makes a halfhearted attempt to hold onto his recently saved meal before letting Twila have him. He glares off into the darkness. He knows Magma is out there somewhere. Then he turns to Twila again. "Tell your foolish friendsss they would be better off kissssing a cobra than hopping into bed with Sssigma. It'sss ssso obviousss it bordersss on rediculousssnesss. Hisss involvment isss almossst garanteed."

Twila Peterson tries to calm the bird down...feeling a little sorry for it...even if he is an annoyance, then nods towards the android. "Count on it. And you make sure your comrades know this just isn't our fight."

Merlin doesn't screech anymore but continues to whimper, looking very, very frightened.

Snake Man gives the bird a last look, and a bit of hunger shows through. He began without a greeting, and takes his leave without goodbyes. Turning back towards the ocean, with a rather impressive leap he clears the railing and dives into the water below with nary a ripple, and is lost in the dark, sullen sea.

Twila Peterson let's out a deep breath. "This just keeps stranger and stranger..." she informs the hawk, looking him over for injury. "You ok?"

Magma Dragoon sits quietly in his corner, watching another chance for his prey to get away. With a slight sigh, Dragoon moves to his radio before taking off towards the teleporters.

Magma Dragoon sends you a tightbeam radio transmission: " Mission complete?"

You send a tightbeam radio transmission to Magma Dragoon: "Would seem so. Thanks for the shadow. I appreciate it."

Merlin blinks with confusion at Twila, before emitting a soft and frightened chirp. Leaping out of Twila's hands, Merlin flies up and perches on her shoulders, looking rather protective of his new friend

Magma Dragoon sends you a tightbeam radio transmission: "Anytime.. I am heading back to HQ for a bit. There are a few things that need to be taken care of."

You send a tightbeam radio transmission to Magma Dragoon: "Got it. Take care."

Magma Dragoon sends you a tightbeam radio transmission: "You too.."