With one (1) echidna retrieved, you've accomplished your goal, and with the last of the robots defeated (for now) for team A, ring portals open up for all three groups. Watch your step, move quickly, and you'll find yourself back in the base.
Tails looks absolutely relieved to see all of you (mostly) in one piece and he wastes no time at all in hugging Knuckles, forgoing the fist bump entirely. Knuckles pats him on the head and they immediately launch into discussions of what happened. You'll have to save discussions with them for the weekly post because your mod is tired!!
The rest of the day is yours to do with as you see fit. After all, you succeeded in your mission! That has to count for something, right?
That said, if anyone's injured in such a way that they can't be treated by the current healers, she'll be heading to the first aid room and will be available to patch people up as needed.]
[This was, as far as Viktor was aware, a resounding success.]
[His staff being held by the Hexclaw to keep him steady and a box full of robot parts in his arms, Viktor wandered by a little too cheerfully. Ever seen a happy mad scientist? It's pretty unsettling.]
[He'd take most of it over to Tails later, but for now he'd retreat straight to his and Basilio's room with full intent on ddisassembling a broken down prototype drone right down to the last spring.]
A storage room full of scrap metal and what I presume are old prototypes. Not the current models I had hoped, but still much better results than expected.
His eyes flick to the side, momentarily sharp with a flair of temper that looks slightly foreign on his face. But just as fast as it happens, it's subdued under something else stronger, more self-blaming, leaving behind a moodier demeanor that he's trying to keep a pin in.]
...Yes, I'm fine. Our mission was successful, and no one was injured, which is what matters.
[He'll have to let go of the frustrations on his own time.]
Since Knuckles has made it back safely, I'd be more interested in taking a look at what you have, if you don't mind the company.
[...he's kind of surprised by how well that went...]
Well, it seems things are beginning to come together, at least for our little group. I do hope we are able to keep this up, and perhaps we all ought to consider the combat applications of the noble kickflip.
[...how did things go for the other groups, he wonders... eh, whatever. he might catch up after he heads off for a shower and a nap...]
[Like Viktor, Lucifer has an absolutely enormous box full of various drones and robot parts with him.
These absolutely do not mean much to him, though. He's never even flown a drone before, so all he can do is pick one of the old, broken things up from the box and fiddle with it in his hands, like he thinks maybe there's an off-switch on it somewhere.]
[ Apart from generating some more delicious healing black licorice gummies, Wednesday actually does hang out in public! However, she does so by... hauling her typewriter out and sitting in the corner like the Victorian version of a kid on their phone at the party. Which is basically what she's doing. ]
That's good. It would be unfortunate if you injured yourself trying to help the rest of us. Not that I'm one to talk about attempting to surpass your limits, of course, but still.
[ and, just as normally: ]
If you ever need someone to practice powers with, I used to lock myself in the family walk-in freezer to build my resilience to the cold in case I ever had dealings with yetis in my adult life.
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