The Hero from Onett

"Hey there! My name is Ness, it's nice to meet'cha. How about we talk sometime? We'll probably hit it off just fine. I'm pretty likable." Smashinginsubspace affiliated Ness RP Blog.

[pkpowerhouse]

"Hey hey! Guess who's back from their sort-of-but not really Vacation!"

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"It's finally Christmas! I can't wait to see what presents I got!"

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"Sure has been getting busier around here lately."

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"Hey. It’s almost my birthday. Just sayin’~."

[pkpowerhouse]

"Real subtle, Falco. How’s ‘bout I get you half a mouse for your birthday?"

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"How’s ‘bout I just take that baseball cap’a yours for my birthday?"

[pkpowerhouse]

"Wha! No you can't! That'd be...Racist!"

[arwingavian-blog]

"Hey. It’s almost my birthday. Just sayin’~."

[pkpowerhouse]

"Real subtle, Falco. How's 'bout I get you half a mouse for your birthday?"

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"Quick! Someone! I need some datin’ advice stat!"

[pkpowerhouse]

"Hey hey, Falco! I can help ‘ya."

[arwingavian-blog]

"Aren’t you a little young to be givin’ out love advice?"

[pkpowerhouse]

"Nu-uh! Me 'n' Paula have been professional romantic hand holders, elongated high fivers for ages!"

[arwingavian-blog]

"Quick! Someone! I need some datin’ advice stat!"

[pkpowerhouse]

"Hey hey, Falco! I can help 'ya."

[pkpowerhouse]

"Everyone's talkin' 'bout how cold it is, but I guess I'm just resistant to cold?"

[pkpowerhouse]

Late Night Steak Run.

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After he was grabbed in the arm by the tiny…thing, Ness nearly fell over. He kept his balance though and caught his breath.

"I need to go buy Steak."

Odd excuse…

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What kind of kid runs out to buy steak at this time of night? Although, he wasn’t gonna question it, really. The hotel’s restaurant was closed anyways, and there wasn’t much to each in the first place. He looked at the boy, and then thinking to himself some kid in a baseball cap was way too clean-cut to be an antagonist anyways.

"Got room for one more? We ain’t got nothin’ to eat in that place anyways."

[pkpowerhouse]

Ness nodded quickly. "Oh, 'course. Steak's always better with more, yeah?"

He gestured Knuckle Joe to follow him, though he moved at a slower pace considering he wasn't alone anyway.

"Soooo, What's your name?"

[pkpowerhouse]

Late Night Steak Run.

Stomp. Stomp. Stomp. Ness’ feet banged down the stairwell at rocket speed, he hopped down the last few steps of each flight he went down, he was making quite the racket. He bounced off the last step and headed out the exit, the sky was black.

On his way out he tried his best to weave between many passerbys with some success, though he occasionally inappropriately rubbed the shoulder of some of those he cascaded past. This was indeed a steak run.

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Knuckle Joe felt the kid rubbed his shoulder and turned to look at who… or what it was. What was he all in a hurry for? He stood there for a split second before running after the boy in the hat. Knuckle Joe grabbed the running boy’s wrist, stopping him straight in his tracks.

“'EY! Where’d ‘ya going in such a hurry for? You late for some kinda meetin’ or somethin’? C’mon, spit it out already!”

[pkpowerhouse]

After he was grabbed in the arm by the tiny...thing, Ness nearly fell over. He kept his balance though and caught his breath.

"I need to go buy Steak."

Odd excuse...

[pkpowerhouse]

Late Night Steak Run.

Stomp. Stomp. Stomp. Ness' feet banged down the stairwell at rocket speed, he hopped down the last few steps of each flight he went down, he was making quite the racket. He bounced off the last step and headed out the exit, the sky was black.

On his way out he tried his best to weave between many passerbys with some success, though he occasionally inappropriately rubbed the shoulder of some of those he cascaded past. This was indeed a steak run.

[arwingavian-blog]

Sabotage

[arwingavian-blog]

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Yeah, Falco was certainly crabbier than usual, meanwhile, Ness looked calm. Somewhat. Falco had noticed that he had a little quirk in that moment, but he wasn’t one to question the little things, so he ignored it.

"Sure, why not. If y’wanna hang out, we can do that. Your call on what y’wanna do to cool off, though, I guess I’ll just tag along for whatever." The pilot stepped out of the scrapped arwing and grinned, he was feeling a little calmer already.

[pkpowerhouse]

"We could steak, or we could steak or we could steak or…"

It seemed that Ness wanted to eat steak, well he wasn’t exactly being subtle about it

"Of course if the holy grail itself isn’t your thin’ we could do some sports if ‘ya like, Yeah?"

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"Ness, do ya want steak by any chance?" Falco chuckled, "Look, if y’wanna go for steak, we can go for steak. Y’got the money?"

Falco knew what Ness was up to, especially since it wasn’t subtle at all. "I don’t mind it— well, I’m just sayin’ that cuz you wanna do it, but I did say I’d tag along for whatever n’ I’m not goin’ back on that."

[pkpowerhouse]

"Oh boy! How did you know I wanted steak?!"

Ness spoke slightly sarcastically. "If you're up for it then we can go and get steak, I got money. Do 'ya?"

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Sabotage

[pkpowerhouse]

"Not specifically, I was just wonderin’ why you looked crabbier than usual."

Ness snorted quietly, as if a joke had popped up in his mind, but he shook his head deciding against telling it.

"Ya’ look stressed though, how about you just cool off with me for a while?"

[arwingavian-blog]

Yeah, Falco was certainly crabbier than usual, meanwhile, Ness looked calm. Somewhat. Falco had noticed that he had a little quirk in that moment, but he wasn’t one to question the little things, so he ignored it.

"Sure, why not. If y’wanna hang out, we can do that. Your call on what y’wanna do to cool off, though, I guess I’ll just tag along for whatever." The pilot stepped out of the scrapped arwing and grinned, he was feeling a little calmer already.

[pkpowerhouse]

"We could steak, or we could steak or we could steak or..."

It seemed that Ness wanted to eat steak, well he wasn't exactly being subtle about it

"Of course if the holy grail itself isn't your thin' we could do some sports if 'ya like, Yeah?"

[arwingavian-blog]

Sabotage

[pkpowerhouse]

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With most other people, they’d of been offended by Falco’s tone, but because it was Ness and he was dealing with Falco, he shrugged it off. He took note of Falco’s frustration and though momentarily about some form of solution that he could give to Falco, or at least make him feel better, if he needed a mechanic, surely someone who stayed at the Hotel could help.

"If ya’ need a mechanic, why not ask one of the other residements, who stay at the hotel to fix it like…Shulk? I’m pretty sure he’s a mechanic, so he could try and fix it, he seems smart, Yeah?"

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"Shulk, eh?" Falco thought out loud, "He seems like the kinda guy who’d have no problem fixing things, I guess. Dunno about the arwing, though." He put his hand to his forehead. "Think think think." At this point, he was desperate to get the arwing fixed, so Shulk was definitely worth a shot. 

Begs the question, though, would Shulk actually fix it? Neither Shulk nor Falco had really talked to each other, and just up and asking Shulk out of nowhere to do a potentiall difficult errand seemed a bit rude. Slippy wasn’t here though, so Shulk was probably the next best thing.

"Yeah, I guess that kid should work. I’ll ask him later, anyway, is there anythin’ else y’need, Ness?"

[pkpowerhouse]

"Not specifically, I was just wonderin' why you looked crabbier than usual."

Ness snorted quietly, as if a joke had popped up in his mind, but he shook his head deciding against telling it.

"Ya' look stressed though, how about you just cool off with me for a while?"

[arwingavian-blog]

Sabotage

[pkpowerhouse]

One of the people who Falco had ‘brushed’ past on his crusade down the stairwell was Ness, Falco and Ness were pretty good friends, good enough for Ness to take it upon himself to quickly spin on his heels and hop down the stair case and waltz outside.

He made a fast stroll down to the scrapped Arwing and skidded to a halt, making a worried look at the crumpled metal of the aircraft. Noting Falco’s growling he could safely assume that it didn’t work, he called out to Falco from outside of the Arwing.

"Hey, Falco! ‘s everythin’ okay in there?"

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Falco sighed, hearing footsteps of someone coming closer to him. Ah. It was Ness, he could tell from the getup which despite being fairly casual, was unique.

"Oh, Ness, yeah, everythin’s fine, y’know, just hangin’ out in the junkwad that used to be my ship.” He had a bit of frustration in his voice, but it wasn’t directed at Ness. “Bullshit. This is bullshit.” He muttered. 

"Yeah. This thing’s trashed for sure." He groaned again. "Now I need to call a mechanic to fix it, and I don’t think Slippy will be here anytime soon."

[pkpowerhouse]

With most other people, they'd of been offended by Falco's tone, but because it was Ness and he was dealing with Falco, he shrugged it off. He took note of Falco's frustration and though momentarily about some form of solution that he could give to Falco, or at least make him feel better, if he needed a mechanic, surely someone who stayed at the Hotel could help.

"If ya' need a mechanic, why not ask one of the other residements, who stay at the hotel to fix it like...Shulk? I'm pretty sure he's a mechanic, so he could try and fix it, he seems smart, Yeah?"

[arwingavian-blog]

Sabotage

Last night was a riot. The morning was no different, especially for Falco. He’d learned that his arwing was busted, broken, crashed. He’d basically just fully woken up after the night he learned about it, he figured it could be a lie since the one who claimed it crashed had a tendency to lie, especially to Falco’s face.

Falco got changed quickly, and stormed his way down the stairs of the hotel, brushing himself past anyone who was in his way, his pace was somewhat fast, it was similar to the walking pace of an agent who had just been told to report to base. 

At last, Falco stepped outside. Scrap metal. As he looked in the direction of the arwing, that was the first thing he could compare it to. It still looked like it could fly however, Falco could slip inside the cockpit. ‘Whatever.’ he thought as he went to start it up, the screen in the arwing, which he would use to communicate with his colleagues, started up, though hope for it went away as a message appeared on the black screen.

〔Unable to start up due to an error in the system. Necessary components may be missing of corrupted.〕

Damn it. Falco let out a sigh of indignation as he fiddled a little with the system, he was trying to activate the backup system which despite having very little knowledge on the computing of the machine, he knew how to do having needed to do it before.

〔Backup system activated, checking backup components.〕 〔…〕 〔…〕 〔…〕 〔…〕 〔Unable to start up due to an error in the system. Necessary components may be missing of corrupted.〕

Needless to say, this message’s reappearance was followed by the loud cursing of Falco from inside his desecrated arwing. Said cursing would go on for a while, and at the pure exasperation and volume he was growling at, someone was bound to hear.

[pkpowerhouse]

One of the people who Falco had 'brushed' past on his crusade down the stairwell was Ness, Falco and Ness were pretty good friends, good enough for Ness to take it upon himself to quickly spin on his heels and hop down the stair case and waltz outside.

He made a fast stroll down to the scrapped Arwing and skidded to a halt, making a worried look at the crumpled metal of the aircraft. Noting Falco's growling he could safely assume that it didn't work, he called out to Falco from outside of the Arwing.

"Hey, Falco! 's everythin' okay in there?"

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