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Odd had been the word his brother had used when half a day, a day now, had passed without any of them seeing or hearing from Xavier. But Sheol felt uneasy, as if the situation wasn't merely odd but foreboding. Xavier mother henned Caprice twice as much as he or Frith did. Unnerving indeed. So he had taken it upon himself to take a rare trip to a different world, Xavier's to be exact. He wanted to get to the bottom of this.

Unfortunately for Sheol, what he would find in place of Hunter HQ where Xav used to live, would be a mostly-destroyed city and very few people in sight. It appeared that something had exploded.

Simply finding Xav without contacting him would be a difficult challenge for anyone.

Multiverse shenanigans didn’t even phase Svirel anymore, so he just nodded.

Xav rubbed the bridge of his nose again, and finally dropped a lot of his mask, showing how tired and exhausted he was. “If I tell Cappy myself, he’ll realize just how much this is wearing me out. He’ll know… and he’ll start to worry and panic. He needs to focus on getting better, not worrying about me.”

But… he couldn’t just ignore him. “Could… could you at least tell him that as soon as I catch a break, I’ll go right over to him, no questions asked?” He hoped he would survive to catch a break…

“Fine,” Sheol said shortly, his shoulders slumping. This had not gone the way he was expecting at all.

“I am sorry that I upset you.”

#rockman xavier #Sheol

Odd had been the word his brother had used when half a day, a day now, had passed without any of them seeing or hearing from Xavier. But Sheol felt uneasy, as if the situation wasn't merely odd but foreboding. Xavier mother henned Caprice twice as much as he or Frith did. Unnerving indeed. So he had taken it upon himself to take a rare trip to a different world, Xavier's to be exact. He wanted to get to the bottom of this.

Unfortunately for Sheol, what he would find in place of Hunter HQ where Xav used to live, would be a mostly-destroyed city and very few people in sight. It appeared that something had exploded.

Simply finding Xav without contacting him would be a difficult challenge for anyone.

“Svirel-”

“Do not make me get Zero,” Svirel warned. Zero would not want to be bothered right now, given everything that was going on, and he knew that Xavier knew that. “Yes, and I don’t care,” he said to Sheol. “The situation is happening. Arguing about it won’t change anything; we Lightbots are very stubborn.”

Xav sighed, stepping away from Sheol. “Fine, whatever. Well, you know where I am. You can tell Cappy that.”

“I know that, given one of my creators is a Lightbot.” He didn’t really feel like he slotted in well with either his Wily or Light programming. Sheol turned to look back at Xav, his scowl gone. Now he just seemed disappointed. “He misses you and you can’t even send him a message?”

Ruffle

He felt like he was always sleeping now. He never had the energy or the willpower to do much else. And he didn’t really… want to do anything. A week ago he would have jumped out of his skin to feel someone petting his head, but now he was so used to Vati and his brothers, and even X doing it so frequently that he was barely phased.

He opened one eye and smiled when he saw someone unexpected. “’ thought I recognized that hand…” Was that his voice, really? He sounded terrible.

“I thought so…” He sat down on the couch, curling up beside him. He was trying to be careful; he didn’t want Cappy to notice the bruises underneath his clothing, from battling the ex-Hunters.

“…Are you going to be okay?” He asked softly, smoothing Cappy’s hair.

He faltered, unable to decide if he wanted to cuddle up to Xav or not. He decided against it. He didn’t want to seem clingy. But he was clingy...

“Sure,” he lied, wincing at the lack of conviction in his tone.

Odd had been the word his brother had used when half a day, a day now, had passed without any of them seeing or hearing from Xavier. But Sheol felt uneasy, as if the situation wasn't merely odd but foreboding. Xavier mother henned Caprice twice as much as he or Frith did. Unnerving indeed. So he had taken it upon himself to take a rare trip to a different world, Xavier's to be exact. He wanted to get to the bottom of this.

Unfortunately for Sheol, what he would find in place of Hunter HQ where Xav used to live, would be a mostly-destroyed city and very few people in sight. It appeared that something had exploded.

Simply finding Xav without contacting him would be a difficult challenge for anyone.

Xav’s face slipped into a mask of indifference, and Svirel winced. If he hadn’t known for a fact that these two weren’t related, then he would have been absolutely convinced they were, with how identical their icy expressions looked.

“If everyone was perfectly prepared, then nothing terrible would ever happen,” he said, his voice soft but firm. “Unless you would rather suggest I run away and save my own skin, leaving countless people to die.”

His eyes widened briefly, before they narrowed dangerously. Sheol had gone too far by saying that, and he opened his mouth again when Svirel’s hand shot out and pushed him away from Sheol.

“Break. It. Up!” Svirel snapped, stepping in between the two. That had been a very low blow, but egging each other on was not going to help things.

Sheol huffed loudly, probably the most extreme display of temper he’d ever shown. “Nothing would have come of it. I won’t fight him.”

Not physically at least. He had morals against fighting someone so much smaller than he was, thin or not, and Xav was practically family.

Ruffle

He felt like he was always sleeping now. He never had the energy or the willpower to do much else. And he didn’t really… want to do anything. A week ago he would have jumped out of his skin to feel someone petting his head, but now he was so used to Vati and his brothers, and even X doing it so frequently that he was barely phased.

He opened one eye and smiled when he saw someone unexpected. “’ thought I recognized that hand…” Was that his voice, really? He sounded terrible.

Xav smiled, looking exhausted as he stroked and petted Cappy’s hair. “Hey sweetie. How are you? I’m sorry I haven’t been dropping by…”

His poor Cappy. He’d been through hell, and he’d been unable to come as often as he’d wished to help him…

“’been better,” he sighed, letting his head thump back down on the pillow. Attention from Xav felt blissfully good. “I like it so much better at home.”

It had been scary with all of the Lifesavers around. Xav looked tired.

“There’s room on the couch....” His couch now.

Odd had been the word his brother had used when half a day, a day now, had passed without any of them seeing or hearing from Xavier. But Sheol felt uneasy, as if the situation wasn't merely odd but foreboding. Xavier mother henned Caprice twice as much as he or Frith did. Unnerving indeed. So he had taken it upon himself to take a rare trip to a different world, Xavier's to be exact. He wanted to get to the bottom of this.

Unfortunately for Sheol, what he would find in place of Hunter HQ where Xav used to live, would be a mostly-destroyed city and very few people in sight. It appeared that something had exploded.

Simply finding Xav without contacting him would be a difficult challenge for anyone.

Xav placed a hand on his hip. “…I’m still Lieutenant Commander of the 17th Elite right now, if only because I’m the only person left that could fill the role, and I won’t run away.”

No more running.

He’d been running for far too long.

“And there’s several major flaws with that – Cappy isn’t, and is nowhere near, seventeen years physically. Not only does he not know how to fight, he wasn’t designed for battle. And Sheol, I don’t think any of you know it, but I’ve been fighting since I was five years old, so I know what I’m doing.” For the most part.

Svirel mentally groaned; Xavier really was young, wasn’t he? If they kept it up, though, he’d have to break it up.

The frown slipped, but it wasn’t Sheol’s usual blank expression that replaced it. The blond’s appearance was positively icy now. “Then run straight into something you’re unprepared for. Very well then, I can see you still have as much common sense as a child.”

Frith would have been gaping to see his brother act this way. He also would have pointed out that Sheol and Xav were roughly the same age.

“Even if he was seventeen, then. And speaking of Caprice, just this morning Zero had to calm him down after avoiding questions about where you were. He became convinced you hated him and that you found him pathetic and unattractive now. Absolutely inconsolable.”

-/That was just mean,/ Magic murmured disapprovingly. Sheol winced and felt guilty but couldn’t make his tongue work to undo what he’d said.

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Ruffle

He felt like he was always sleeping now. He never had the energy or the willpower to do much else. And he didn’t really... want to do anything. A week ago he would have jumped out of his skin to feel someone petting his head, but now he was so used to Vati and his brothers, and even X doing it so frequently that he was barely phased.

He opened one eye and smiled when he saw someone unexpected. “’ thought I recognized that hand...” Was that his voice, really? He sounded terrible.

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Odd had been the word his brother had used when half a day, a day now, had passed without any of them seeing or hearing from Xavier. But Sheol felt uneasy, as if the situation wasn't merely odd but foreboding. Xavier mother henned Caprice twice as much as he or Frith did. Unnerving indeed. So he had taken it upon himself to take a rare trip to a different world, Xavier's to be exact. He wanted to get to the bottom of this.

Unfortunately for Sheol, what he would find in place of Hunter HQ where Xav used to live, would be a mostly-destroyed city and very few people in sight. It appeared that something had exploded.

Simply finding Xav without contacting him would be a difficult challenge for anyone.

After the two bickered slightly, Svirel looked amused as he let Xav go and took a step back, placing his arms behind his back and watching the younger Reploids.

“Yeah. Mavericks,” he sighed, rubbing the bridge of his nose. How he wished it were something else. The next comment made him blink, and he frowned a little.

“I’m seventeen, Sheol. And I’m not a stranger to fighting enemies that are out for my blood.” He’d never told Cappy’s family, not even Xander, but it was the truth.

Now it was Sheol’s turn to frown. “That is still too young for something on this scale, I can see that much. What if Caprice was in your situation, would you still say ‘he’s seventeen’?”

Seventeen wasn’t that old, really it wasn’t. He was aware of the flaw in his example though: Caprice was much younger than Xavier.

Well isn't that strange. A purple cat with various metal bits on her and sapphire forehead crystal suddenly materialized, all curled up and peacefully asleep.

Frith had been using his time off from watching Cappy to take his support unit Kingdom for a walk. It was usually a pretty peaceful occasion for him since most people scattered at the sight of a giant mechanical lion. Kingdom was smart enough that he didn’t exactly need a leash, though he was sure it would make some of the humans feels safer. Usually, the support unit wandered around while he walked, keeping a loose orbit around him as he made his rounds through the park.

Kingdom was the one who usually found interesting things, but when he saw the cat curled up on the bench... Frith couldn’t resist going over to look at it.

Odd had been the word his brother had used when half a day, a day now, had passed without any of them seeing or hearing from Xavier. But Sheol felt uneasy, as if the situation wasn't merely odd but foreboding. Xavier mother henned Caprice twice as much as he or Frith did. Unnerving indeed. So he had taken it upon himself to take a rare trip to a different world, Xavier's to be exact. He wanted to get to the bottom of this.

Unfortunately for Sheol, what he would find in place of Hunter HQ where Xav used to live, would be a mostly-destroyed city and very few people in sight. It appeared that something had exploded.

Simply finding Xav without contacting him would be a difficult challenge for anyone.

Svirel would stare at him for a few moments, unsure of what to say, until finally, Xav himself came running towards them and stopped, panting as he nearly fell over and was only saved from meeting the ground from Svirel catching him and steadying him.

“You’re overworking yourself,” Svirel accused.

“I think we all are,” Xav muttered back. The blue-armored bioroid looked exhausted, but he perked a bit upon seeing Sheol.

“Hi, bit surprised to see you here, Sheol.” He wasn’t surprised someone from Cappy’s world had come looking for him, but he was surprised that it was Sheol. It had always been Cappy himself or Frith that had come looking for him.

He looked around the area sheepishly, wiping some sweat off with his scarf. “Sorry about the mess. We’re having a… bit of an issue here.” Understatement of the century.

Sheol glanced between them as they spoke, politely remaining quiet. This situation made him uncomfortable. Sheol himself wasn’t much older than Xav in terms of AI age, but Xav just seemed so--

“Hello, Xavier. Mavericks?” He could guess what was going on, judging by Xav’s state. He bit his lip before blurting out--as much as Sheol could blurt anything at all--”Aren’t you too young for this?”

His vati still frequently referred to Caprice and Xavier as ‘babies’.