The ring deposits you all safely outside the base and seals up afterwards. Neo Metal Sonic doesn't chase after you, which is something of a mercy.
What's significantly less of a mercy is the sky - it's gone dark and ominously stormy, though the clouds spark not with lightning, but with that same green Chaos Energy you've been facing this entire fight. Worse still, there are now far, far too many robotic planes filling the sky - the Egg Fleet seems to go on endlessly, as far as you can see. Though perhaps it would be more accurate to call it the Neo Metal Sonic Fleet.
Sonic and friends arrive shortly, looking pretty banged up but otherwise still healthy enough to make it here, though they stare up at the sky with obvious concern.
"O...kay, this is definitely not what any of us were expecting."
"We will have to take the fight to them, it seems."
"Easier said than done, I'm afraid... I'm not sure how to pinpoint their leader's exact location to send you all with a ring..."
A jolt of green lightning flashes across the sky and Neo Metal Sonic's voice rings out.
"I expect to see you onboard my fleet in one week's time. That includes you, my loathsome copy."
It seems you don't really have much of a choice. For now, tend to your wounds and try to regroup; you've earned a break after today.
It is...a matter of chasing perfection. In concept, an ideal world requires the removal of all that could be percieved as faults and flaws. But eexpanding the definition of those words then inevitably includes 'everything that causes conflict and suffering', up to and including things like emotion and free will.
On one hand, some driven that far into madness would see it a necessary loss for the sake of their vision of perfection. But...with that gone, there is nothing left. A silent world of nothing but solitude.
'There is beauty in imperfections.' [Viktor said that half to himself, with a tone like he was repeating smeone else's words.]
...I made the same mistake, once. Lost myself trying to help people, not undertanding the damage caused until I was shown where it would all lead in the end. This entire time, I wanted to speak to him; enemy or not, I could not let someone make my ame mistakes without at least trying to make them see the truth.
[Oscar is silent for a moment, weighing all of this. Then, without a word, he reaches out a hand to rest it gently on the other man's shoulder.]
I may not know anythin' about the mistakes you've made, but the truth I see is that you've done a hell of a lot to help all of us here. I think that counts for somethin' in my book, at least.
So... thanks. For tryin', even if things with him didn't end the way you were hopin'.
I...hope that it does. There are many things I need to make up for, and offering all of you my aid as best I am able is the least I can do in service to that.
...I just wish this did not have to end as I anticipate it might.
Hey, it's not over until it's over, right? So we can keep on tryin' to find a peaceful way to end things until then. Unless you're tellin' me you're plannin' on givin' up on that idea already, that is.
Nothin' wrong with learnin' your limits. [Pot, kettle, black, etc.] Just means you can take that energy and put it into something else that will end up being helpful instead of chasin' something that's never gonna work out.
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[That much, at least, he understands.]
Breakin' things is easy. It's puttin' 'em back together that's the hard part, and it sounded like he hadn't figured that part out yet.
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On one hand, some driven that far into madness would see it a necessary loss for the sake of their vision of perfection. But...with that gone, there is nothing left. A silent world of nothing but solitude.
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[They're selfish and petty and greedy, even when they think they aren't. He knows; he's seen it many times himself.]
Can't have the good parts without all of the bad that comes along with it. Especially not stuff like emotions.
[Ha. Ha ha ha.]
... it sounds like you've put a whole lot of thought into this, though.
[It's not accusing, merely curious. If there's anyone who can't judge when it comes to that sort of thing, it'd be him.]
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...I made the same mistake, once. Lost myself trying to help people, not undertanding the damage caused until I was shown where it would all lead in the end. This entire time, I wanted to speak to him; enemy or not, I could not let someone make my ame mistakes without at least trying to make them see the truth.
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I may not know anythin' about the mistakes you've made, but the truth I see is that you've done a hell of a lot to help all of us here. I think that counts for somethin' in my book, at least.
So... thanks. For tryin', even if things with him didn't end the way you were hopin'.
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...I just wish this did not have to end as I anticipate it might.
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Hey, it's not over until it's over, right? So we can keep on tryin' to find a peaceful way to end things until then. Unless you're tellin' me you're plannin' on givin' up on that idea already, that is.
[Oscar definitely isn't!]
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[He's quiet for a moment, considering.]
... assumin' it's one you wanna break.
[Apropos of nothing, perhaps, but certain conversations he's had lately have been giving him a lot of things to think about on his own end.]
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Nothin' wrong with learnin' your limits. [Pot, kettle, black, etc.] Just means you can take that energy and put it into something else that will end up being helpful instead of chasin' something that's never gonna work out.