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[shardmods]

So. That could have gone better!

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!

Rest and regroup; you've earned a break.

NAVIGATION

Comments

[sacrificialpawn]

So I'm takin' that to mean that if you keel over before then, I should just leave you where you are for the healers to get to it in the morning when they've recovered.

[It's said with a grin, though. He knows your type, Viktor; his partner commanding officer is the same way, and every bit as stubborn, too.

But that bowl of soup is getting set down on the table in front of Viktor either way.]

At least make it so if you pass out, it won't be from not eatin'.

[hexalding]

Damage this minimal is not going to kill me. I am almost hurt you think so little of me.

[smartass]

[sacrificialpawn]

Funny, 'cause I don't recall using the word "kill."

[Sir he can do this all night, you have never met Claude--]

[hexalding]

...We almost exploded and now we are arguing semantics. Is this really how we want the rest of today to unfold?

[like, bruv]

[sacrificialpawn]

I don't know about you, but I was hopin' the rest of today would unfold with you eatin' that before it goes cold.

[He's a patient man...]

[hexalding]

Oh, excuse me. I did not realize my mother was here.

[rolling his eyes, but conceding the point and starting to eat before someone slaps him upside the head.]

[sacrificialpawn]

Thanks for the compliment.

[It's more amused than anything else, though he is pleased that Viktor is at least eating.

The soup isn't anything fancy when it comes to ingredients, but there's a surprising depth of flavor to it despite that. When everyone is exhausted and in bad shape, you gotta go for what people can probably eat regardless of their condition...]

[hexalding]

[Honestly, when one grew up the way Viktor did, that was probably exactly what he was most accustomed to.]

...Where did you learn to cook, exactly? I'm impressed.

[sacrificialpawn]

[Poverty breeds resourcefulness, for good or for ill.]

I started helpin' my mom in the kitchen as soon as I was old enough not to hurt myself tryin'. We never had much, so I had to learn to work with whatever we could afford to get our hands on.

[And a lot of the time, that meant "not very much at all."]

[hexalding]

Hm...it was the same for us. Though I was never of much use in the kitchen, not past the absolute basics.

[someone's definitely been keeping the place stocked with a bunch of quick and easy sandwiches, becuse we're all busy as hell around here]

[sacrificialpawn]

[He laughs a little, fond.]

I sure wasn't much use in the beginning, but she would always eat whatever I made and say it was delicious anyway. [...] I guess that's why I still enjoy doing it now.

[... ah, this got a little maudlin, and he reaches up to rub the back of his neck self.]

If you ask me, there's just as much use for the people who like eatin' the food as there is the people who like makin' it.

[hexalding]

[A very thin smile pulled at the corner of his mouth, Viktor tilting his head slightly.]

Little point in one without the other, I would presume.

[sacrificialpawn]

And that's why everybody here needs to take care of themselves, you included.

[You got him last week, Viktor, and now it is his turn to turn the tables.]

It'd be pretty boring to be stuck here with no one else to cook for.