With Mecha Sonic, Robo Knuckles, and Tails Doll defeated, you've successfully kept Chicago safe, and dealt a blow to Eggman's forces. Still, there's a lot that's left unexplained. Who was that mysterious voice? Why did these robots look so different from the ones you've seen before now? Why didn't Sonic and friends recognize them? There's no answers to your questions today, unfortunately.
You'll be escorted home by the trio after everyone's picked themselves up, healed off the damage, and had a moment to recover. Feel free to play out the immediate aftermath and/or the return to the base in this post!
[ Several hours later, into the night, Percy finally wakes up. ]
...Nngh. Sheesh.
[ He's tired and very sore, but he recognizes that he's back in his room at the base. He can't quite move that arm of his just yet, given that he yelps a little when he tries to sit up using it, so he ends up just. Falling back into his bed instead.
He'll be here quite literally all night so anyone is welcome to stop by! ]
[ Unlike some people, The Void Archives actually doesn't typically need sleep - the foreign effects of a sleep deprivation on the mind will not prevent them from appearing to talk to him for a bit. ]
[ Oh, hey... He turns his head to look up at them. ]
Uh, I don't...I don't think so. My arm still really hurts. I think it would've been a lot worse without all the healing I got during the fight, though.
[ Yves is probably delivering some drinks for Percy and Ashley, since Ashley would be sure to want to keep an eye on Percy to attend to any of his immediate needs. Also Ashley is his roommate! This is their room. Common sense. ]
Here, for you both. If you need anything else, let me know.
[ This might be a good chance as any to have any important chats. ]
[ Oh...Yves is here, and Ashley. Ah, okay. He looks over at the drink but doesn't reach for it yet.
That's because he is looking back and forth between the two of them?? Is this the first time they've all just. Been here like this. Oh, god. Oh god. He's blushing. ]
[ Ashley certainly has been pretty glued to Percy's bedside, waiting for him to wake up. Yes, she's stepped away briefly, mostly because she wanted to check on Mafuyu, but then she's back!
She's been scribbling in her notebook, trying to figure out how to broach...something, when Yves arrives with snacks. To him: ] Oh, thank you, Yves, that's incredibly sweet.
[ ...And then, to Percy, who's just...looking between the two of them: ] How are you... Percy? What's wrong?
[ He'll stick around just to hear how Percy is doing because... yanno. He care. He care a lot. He wonders also what Ashley is scribbling in her notebook, but that can wait. ]
[ ...What's wrong...oh, there is so much that's wrong that's not his arm, and he's just. Quiet for a second.
He turns his head so his gaze is on the ceiling. His head is pounding but it can't be any worse than his heart. His good arm moves upwards, and he covers his eyes with it, as if he's feeling especially meek about something. ]
...I'm really sorry.
[ This is not something he does very often. He doesn't apologize. He pretends like everything is fine, like nothing's wrong in hopes that things will be dropped and magically fix themselves. Something about getting stabbed, though, puts things into perspective, apparently.... ]
I've been causing both of you guys a ton of problems, because I can't keep myself in check.
[ Yeah.
Both of them. ]
I'm not good at this stuff. I don't really do the whole being honest thing, you know? But – I ended up doing it anyway, and it was probably a bad idea [ No, it certainly wasn't. ].
[ Percy's apology surprises her. The pencil that she's been tapping away at her notebook with goes down for the first time, and her brows furrow together. ]
Percy, what do you mean, causing...problems, for...
[ She glances at Yves to try and get a read on him, to see if he doesn't understand like she does. ]
You're not...apologizing for getting stabbed in the arm, are you? [ .....or the kickflips, because the kickflips maybe were a bad idea- ] Because that's totally not your fault.
[ He uses his good arm after he settles back down onto his bed, and points at both of them before he drops his arm again. ]
Two of you! You know, when you have – two really good cakes in front of you, and you don't want to pick which cake you want to eat because you want both of them, and they both look amazing and are really sweet on the inside?! And you want to spend time with them, and you like them both, and there's no way you can choose and you don't wanna choose but if they both end up ditching you because you're selfish, then that's. Okay! That's okay! Ugh!!!
[ The cake analogy has been completely lost. He's not even thinking about it anymore, apparently.
[ Yves seems to understand a little more of what's going on and for a moment Ashley looks at him. Like, really looks at him. He's got this soft look in his eyes when he's talking to Percy, and it almost clicks for her, before Percy distracts her by hurting his arm. ]
[ He's never been in this position, and quite frankly, he doesn't really want to be in it anymore. He hates this, he hates looking at how confused they are because he couldn't get his shit together. ]
I – look, I didn't know this was going to happen! I didn't see it coming. There were nightmares, and then I told Ashley, and then I realized I liked Yves, too, after that – and then we were being sent to fight those robots, and I got my arm sliced open and bled all over the fucking floor, I guess!
[ His expression shifts. He no longer looks nervous. He looks afraid, like a stray animal who's being cornered, with the way he's unwillingly curling into himself on his bed. Yves and Ashley aren't cornering him at all, he just really, really hates vulnerability and this is probably the most vulnerable he's been in a long time. ]
Listen...if you're mad at me, that's fine. It's not on you guys to deal with this – it's really me just being a mess, in the end. So it's okay. You can walk out the door and –
[ –go.
...
He stops himself. He shakes his head and closes his eyes, smiles hollowly, like he's trying to tell everyone including himself that he's fine and he'll be fine no matter what happens. He did this to himself, and a life full of loss is one he's used to living, anyway.
It's easier.
It's his. It's all he knows, he guesses. It's going to be fine. ]
...No, forget that. Give me a moment to get over my arm and then I can leave.
[ Ignore how his voice is cracking as he speaks because he swears it doesn't mean anything. It's easier to be the one who walks out first. If he closes the door, they can't slam it on his face. ]
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...Nngh. Sheesh.
[ He's tired and very sore, but he recognizes that he's back in his room at the base. He can't quite move that arm of his just yet, given that he yelps a little when he tries to sit up using it, so he ends up just. Falling back into his bed instead.
He'll be here quite literally all night so anyone is welcome to stop by! ]
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Hmm...Percy, is it?
Did a healer properly see to you as of yet?
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[ Oh, hey... He turns his head to look up at them. ]
Uh, I don't...I don't think so. My arm still really hurts. I think it would've been a lot worse without all the healing I got during the fight, though.
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[ ... ]
...Ah well. That said, it does seem like we've been all truly ended up getting quite the 'hang' of fighting such dangerous foes together, hm?
[ Even if Percy's bedridden, they can only imagine how worse off this would have been if the nonsense happened earlier on... ]
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[ Closes his goddamn eyes. ]
We sure are getting used to...some parts of it, that's for sure.
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It sounds like you have some other thoughts...potentially?
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Here, for you both. If you need anything else, let me know.
[ This might be a good chance as any to have any important chats. ]
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That's because he is looking back and forth between the two of them?? Is this the first time they've all just. Been here like this. Oh, god. Oh god. He's blushing. ]
...Thanks.
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She's been scribbling in her notebook, trying to figure out how to broach...something, when Yves arrives with snacks. To him: ] Oh, thank you, Yves, that's incredibly sweet.
[ ...And then, to Percy, who's just...looking between the two of them: ] How are you... Percy? What's wrong?
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[ He'll stick around just to hear how Percy is doing because... yanno. He care. He care a lot. He wonders also what Ashley is scribbling in her notebook, but that can wait. ]
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He turns his head so his gaze is on the ceiling. His head is pounding but it can't be any worse than his heart. His good arm moves upwards, and he covers his eyes with it, as if he's feeling especially meek about something. ]
...I'm really sorry.
[ This is not something he does very often. He doesn't apologize. He pretends like everything is fine, like nothing's wrong in hopes that things will be dropped and magically fix themselves. Something about getting stabbed, though, puts things into perspective, apparently.... ]
I've been causing both of you guys a ton of problems, because I can't keep myself in check.
[ Yeah.
Both of them. ]
I'm not good at this stuff. I don't really do the whole being honest thing, you know? But – I ended up doing it anyway, and it was probably a bad idea [ No, it certainly wasn't. ].
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Percy, what do you mean, causing...problems, for...
[ She glances at Yves to try and get a read on him, to see if he doesn't understand like she does. ]
You're not...apologizing for getting stabbed in the arm, are you? [ .....or the kickflips, because the kickflips maybe were a bad idea- ] Because that's totally not your fault.
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[ He's a little confused, but maybe a bit less so than Ashley when he hears about Percy regretting his honestly ]
I said what I said. I'm happy when you're honest with yourself, so don't think of it as a bad thing. Unless you think it'll hurt us?
[ There's the way Yves says it that might be a little... familiar to Percy? Again he's reiterating it, but also... haha. ]
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[ And then Yves talks, and he says something that sounds so familiar and – ohhh. Oh my god.
He moves to sit up. This is a mistake, because it moves his bad arm a bit. ]
Ow, ow, ow!
[ he's a mess. sorry ]
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[ He uses his good arm after he settles back down onto his bed, and points at both of them before he drops his arm again. ]
Two of you! You know, when you have – two really good cakes in front of you, and you don't want to pick which cake you want to eat because you want both of them, and they both look amazing and are really sweet on the inside?! And you want to spend time with them, and you like them both, and there's no way you can choose and you don't wanna choose but if they both end up ditching you because you're selfish, then that's. Okay! That's okay! Ugh!!!
[ The cake analogy has been completely lost. He's not even thinking about it anymore, apparently.
But...there it is...... ]
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Percy, careful...!
[ He recovers.
And then, well... ]
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Oh. Oh, you...
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And you, but...
5/6 i was wrong
Did you know? I- I swear I didn't know, we were- I mean, I wasn't sure, because of, um, some things, but—
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I'm sorry, can we go over that again, without the two cakes, just to be totally clear—you like us both?
[ she's gone on a ride and man oh man is it stupid ]
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I don't think I knew? About you and... I just know... that I asked about... us?
[ ...Okay he can't even pretend to fully get the line of thought here, he's so. Help. ]
We're talking about liking people and not actually cake, right? That's what you're asking Percy?
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Yes, to both of you. That's right.
[ He's never been in this position, and quite frankly, he doesn't really want to be in it anymore. He hates this, he hates looking at how confused they are because he couldn't get his shit together. ]
I – look, I didn't know this was going to happen! I didn't see it coming. There were nightmares, and then I told Ashley, and then I realized I liked Yves, too, after that – and then we were being sent to fight those robots, and I got my arm sliced open and bled all over the fucking floor, I guess!
[ His expression shifts. He no longer looks nervous. He looks afraid, like a stray animal who's being cornered, with the way he's unwillingly curling into himself on his bed. Yves and Ashley aren't cornering him at all, he just really, really hates vulnerability and this is probably the most vulnerable he's been in a long time. ]
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Listen...if you're mad at me, that's fine. It's not on you guys to deal with this – it's really me just being a mess, in the end. So it's okay. You can walk out the door and –
[ –go.
...
He stops himself. He shakes his head and closes his eyes, smiles hollowly, like he's trying to tell everyone including himself that he's fine and he'll be fine no matter what happens. He did this to himself, and a life full of loss is one he's used to living, anyway.
It's easier.
It's his. It's all he knows, he guesses. It's going to be fine. ]
...No, forget that. Give me a moment to get over my arm and then I can leave.
[ Ignore how his voice is cracking as he speaks because he swears it doesn't mean anything. It's easier to be the one who walks out first. If he closes the door, they can't slam it on his face. ]
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