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ㅤㅤMaster X?

ㅤㅤ⌜ Frozen suddenly. Stood upright and at attention, although no sign of whom he assumed was the tyrant was present. Just . . . this X. Uncertain, however, if it was a hologram, or a true Cyber Elf. ⌟

ㅤㅤ Certainly not, Sir.
me, don't tell me you forgot the sound of my voice in only a few years?

ㅤㅤ⌜ Stopping his scratching — ⌟

ㅤㅤTHAT VOICE! Who's there??
March 5, 2025 at 9:49 PM

ㅤㅤ⌜ clutching a feather toy in his jaws. Huffing and puffing. ⌟
March 5, 2025 at 7:44 PM

ㅤ‘ You'd want me to keep this from Master X? ’

ㅤㅤ⌜ A mumble to himself, torn. Between his loyalty to Neo Arcadia itself and swearing to Harpuia, there was a rift wedged, and it was beginning to form faster than he anticipated.

ㅤㅤThe fear spoken was present in his eyes. ⌟

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Master X is . . . not fond of me. I fear him. ❞

✧【 ` Especially due to my traitorous acts ` . 】
 
March 5, 2025 at 7:29 PM

ㅤㅤ⌜ Such a look had never been present so clearly ; surges of charge bring the tips of his claws to twitch. To see the head of their command torn down, shaken up, / defeated / — not even speak of Zero had disrupted him this bad.

ㅤㅤAnd why Master X of all Reploids? ⌟

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✧ ❝ . . . ❞

✧【 He doesn't flinch, he doesn't even look offended, for a split second, the sage appears defeated. 】

✧ ❝ You' he surprised, Flauclaws. ❞
 

ㅤ‘ That's NOT true! ’

ㅤㅤ⌜ The words barrel out without him giving it a second chance of thought. Taken aback by his own words, but, it doesn't stop him from speaking again, ⌟

ㅤ‘ Forgive me for speaking out of line, Master Harpuia. I just cannot believe it to be true. ’
March 5, 2025 at 6:22 PM

ㅤ‘ That's NOT true! ’

ㅤㅤ⌜ The words barrel out without him giving it a second chance of thought. Taken aback by his own words, but, it doesn't stop him from speaking again, ⌟

ㅤ‘ Forgive me for speaking out of line, Master Harpuia. I just cannot believe it to be true. ’
 
✧【 Crestfallen expressions, a moment of hesitation clear within the harpy — but, lips part to speak, an instance of blame upon himself. 】

✧ ❝ Master X did so, I . . . I fear I wasn't good enough for his liking. ❞
 

ㅤㅤ⌜ Once overjoyed expressions had now crestfallen, the whirrs of triangular ears drooping, ⌟

ㅤ‘ — . . . harmed. ’

ㅤㅤ⌜ The last of it comes barely as a hiss, ⌟

ㅤ‘ You . . . — Who did this to you, Sir? ’
March 5, 2025 at 4:53 PM

ㅤ‘ I hoped to find you in this place relatively un — ’

ㅤㅤ⌜ Feet skid to a stop, digging hooked claws into the earth to keep himself from barreling onto the Guardian. Ah, but, that wasn't the only reason he'd come to stop so fast. ⌟

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✧ ❝ Ah, Flauclaws — ❞

✧【 A voice familiar calls to the sage, a mix of both comfort and an unnerved sense befalls him. A tugged frown, even under the strong front put forth ; body turns to reveal damage not dealt with quite yet : an injured arm, patched at best. 】
  ⠀⠀

ㅤㅤ⌜ A side profile of proud wings compliment a familiar form, and at once, Panter's shifted to all fours, zipping to the Guardian's side. ⌟

ㅤ‘ Master Harpuia! There you are! ’
March 5, 2025 at 6:21 AM

ㅤㅤYou've a shortage once?

ㅤㅤ⌜ Pouring cautious bits into his mouth. ⌟

ㅤㅤ. . . You're lucky to come back from it.
March 5, 2025 at 6:17 AM

ㅤㅤ⌜ Run - in after run - in turned up with little reward. Restless he was, uncertain to seek his superior in this strange new world — any familiarity would've been comforting . . .

ㅤㅤA flash of green catches his eye, ears perking straight up and whipping his head it's way. ⌟

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March 5, 2025 at 6:09 AM

ㅤㅤ⌜ Optics round, shrunken in disbelief. Nonetheless does the Reploid's nervousness begin to die down, shoulders slumping with an exhaled shame. ⌟

ㅤㅤThe effort is appreciated.
I know you're not of this time. Neither am I. But we will figure this out, so take a deep breath.

( Dragon has to remain calm, because otherwise, neither of them would be. )

I'll ask around and see if anyone knows where he is, and I will tell you as soon as I find anything out.

ㅤㅤBut if I have somehow traversed to the past —

ㅤㅤ⌜ Panic, for a moment, joined by a frustrated growl, ⌟

ㅤㅤ. . . I only want Master Harpuia back.
March 5, 2025 at 5:56 AM

ㅤㅤ⌜ Maw parts and catches it in his jaws. How skilled!

ㅤㅤStopping his kneading and sitting up, dropping it in one hand, barely the tip of his other claw opening it. ⌟

ㅤㅤ. . . So strange to be in a time where this is well - supplied for you.
March 5, 2025 at 3:52 AM

ㅤㅤ. . . I would like to establish a connection with him as soon as possible.

ㅤㅤ⌜ Ears pinned flat against his head, and finally does he give way to the dread building in his core. ⌟

ㅤㅤI assure you, I am / not / of 20XX. Our records of the years have since been lost to time.

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I know it seems impossible. It’s alright to be confused about this.

( Now they’ve gone into their consolation strategies. They remain with a gentler tone of voice, not wanting to aggravate him further. )

I can ask around to see if anyone’s sees your fr— er, general.

ㅤㅤ⌜ Imposing as he looks, body language gives away the unease creeping into his system. He stays towering over the other, mumbling in mild distress, ⌟

ㅤㅤBut that's not possible . . . Rrrgh . . . This wrack of information is hurting my head . . .
March 5, 2025 at 3:49 AM

ㅤㅤYes, you.

ㅤㅤI want an E - Tank.
March 5, 2025 at 2:47 AM

ㅤㅤ⌜ Imposing as he looks, body language gives away the unease creeping into his system. He stays towering over the other, mumbling in mild distress, ⌟

ㅤㅤBut that's not possible . . . Rrrgh . . . This wrack of information is hurting my head . . .
It’s alright. Calm down, I’m not going to harm you.

( They try to get his worries out of the way quickly. )

You’re just outside Light Labs. It’s 20XX, and the Maverick Hunters are alive and well.

ㅤㅤ. . . The Maverick Hunters have been disbanded for quite some time.

ㅤㅤ⌜ There's something wrong here, he realizes. Ears pin back, lashing his tail again, ⌟

ㅤㅤWhere exactly / am / I?
March 5, 2025 at 2:47 AM

ㅤㅤ⌜ his purrs are so loud it's making the whole ruined couch rumble Good God. ⌟

ㅤㅤYou. Spiky one.
March 5, 2025 at 2:40 AM

ㅤㅤ⌜ oh yay! he's not getting stopped nor bapped!

ㅤㅤ jumping up onto the couch with a deep, rumbling purr. there he goes, big cat kneading. ⌟
March 5, 2025 at 2:11 AM

ㅤㅤ. . .
March 5, 2025 at 2:07 AM

ㅤㅤ. . . The Maverick Hunters have been disbanded for quite some time.

ㅤㅤ⌜ There's something wrong here, he realizes. Ears pin back, lashing his tail again, ⌟

ㅤㅤWhere exactly / am / I?
Neo Arcadia…?

( Dragon sounds genuinely confused. They tilt their head, standing up soon after. )

I only know of the Maverick Hunters. Are you talking about that…?

( God, they hope so. Otherwise they might be in for more trouble than they realized. )

ㅤㅤ/ What? /

ㅤㅤ⌜ Panter perks up, head swiveling from side to side with his eyes to the horizons. ⌟

ㅤㅤThere has / always / been four branches of military forces! Master X would not lie about that, for the protection of Neo Arcadia!
March 5, 2025 at 2:03 AM

ㅤㅤ⌜ stopping and staring dead at him. ⌟
March 5, 2025 at 2:01 AM

ㅤㅤ⌜ Stopping his scratching — ⌟

ㅤㅤTHAT VOICE! Who's there??
[ BLINK. ]

well, that thing needed to be thrown out anyway ...

ㅤㅤ⌜ BIIIG stretch and oh god he's TEARING his claws into the nearest piece of furniture. ⌟
March 5, 2025 at 2:01 AM

ㅤㅤ⌜ BIIIG stretch and oh god he's TEARING his claws into the nearest piece of furniture. ⌟
March 5, 2025 at 12:37 AM

ㅤㅤ/ What? /

ㅤㅤ⌜ Panter perks up, head swiveling from side to side with his eyes to the horizons. ⌟

ㅤㅤThere has / always / been four branches of military forces! Master X would not lie about that, for the protection of Neo Arcadia!
( Oh, it's good that he froze; Dragon didn't want to have to fight anyone after just waking up. )

He's around here somewhere. Not /here,/ but...

( Wait. They remember something that Mega mentioned. They squint just a little bit. )

... he never told me he had an "air battalion".

ㅤㅤMy apologies for disrupting your / nap / —

ㅤㅤ⌜ Words turn to a snarl, but freeze in place at a certain name. Red optics widen, whole towering body stiffening, ⌟

ㅤㅤMaster X? Is . . . Is he here as well?
March 5, 2025 at 12:31 AM

ㅤㅤMy apologies for disrupting your / nap / —

ㅤㅤ⌜ Words turn to a snarl, but freeze in place at a certain name. Red optics widen, whole towering body stiffening, ⌟

ㅤㅤMaster X? Is . . . Is he here as well?
( Dragon finally sits up, looking just as annoyed. Their dull yellow irises don't hide very much. )

I don't know who that is. I apologize. You look like a Reploid - maybe X can help?

( They offer the suggestion without knowing whose side he's even on. )

ㅤㅤ⌜ Down turned glare holds a stiff grimace ; it's not apparent in his permanent scowl, yet his tail twitches with annoyance. ⌟

ㅤㅤPanter Flauclaws of the Strong Air Battalion. I'm looking for General Harpuia.

ㅤㅤFrom a distance, I thought you may have been him and feared the worst.
March 5, 2025 at 12:17 AM
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January 26, 2025 at 4:29 PM

ㅤㅤ⌜ Down turned glare holds a stiff grimace ; it's not apparent in his permanent scowl, yet his tail twitches with annoyance. ⌟

ㅤㅤPanter Flauclaws of the Strong Air Battalion. I'm looking for General Harpuia.

ㅤㅤFrom a distance, I thought you may have been him and feared the worst.
( Holy shit. Suddenly they feel very lucky he didn't have to poke them any harder. )

Directions to /where?/ Can I get a name, please, at least?

( A bit cranky... )

ㅤㅤOh, good. You're not dead.

ㅤㅤ⌜ Drawing his hand back and — good god, they're long enough to impale if he put force. ⌟

ㅤㅤThat's not important. I need directions.
March 4, 2025 at 11:56 PM