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“Hey! Get back here!” Axl ran after the little mechaniloid, ducking under the railing of the walkway in pursuit. The space between the panels and storage cells wasn’t very wide, but it was just enough for the Hunter to squeeze into.
He heard his comm ping in question from Issimo, but he ignored it. He didn’t need help to catch one little mechaniloid!
@overx liked for a starter
“In my defense...” Issimo wiped a bit of half-blended smoothie off of his face. “I didn’t know that it was going to explode like that. How was I supposed to know the lid wasn’t secure?”
((DONE!!! That is a lie. I was going to write something to go with this, but my brain is fried tonight, and I still want to put this up.
Easter eggs include: a Pickman plush from Mega Man 11, the first eight notes of “Dreams, Dreams”, and the very last shreds of my sanity..))
@mowseries
There was another minute pause before response. Issimo’s observation skills were as sharp as ever, but he knew that this was no time - or place - to press.
[OXN-002 to DLN-000] //: If you’re alright with Black Lake, I can guarantee no-one would blink at any strange topics.
[OXN-002 to DLN-000] //: It’s mostly veterans these days, and they’ve got ‘minding their own business’ down to a science.
[OXN-002 to DLN-000] //: And if you’d like, I can show you more of the city while you’re here? It’s been...pretty quiet, lately.
[OXN-002 to DLN-000] //: A lot of us here are kind of waiting for the other shoe to drop, so to speak, but I’m grateful for a little peace.
M!A- Mime
Mime: voice box is dead and robot is mute
One minute, he was talking, and the next, he wasn’t: Issimo’s voice box gave out mid-word with a tiny little ‘pop’. The Reploid winced at the sensation, and raised a hand to his throat in alarm. What was that?
“...mm. That isn’t good.” Ume hummed tonelessly. “We should probably get you to the med bay.”
((This is my fandom contribution for the month of January.))
It was his first official day back on-duty, and Issimo wanted to disappear.
He had prepared himself for staring; scornful looks and distrustful scowls. He deserved it. He’d served a traitor to the cause with undying loyalty for nearly fifty years. But Shade Fox had spun no more lies when he’d finally broken from the Hunter ranks, and had been honest about just who he had duped so thoroughly, if only to brag about it. He drew stares, as predicted, as he moved through the halls, but none of them were angry.
It was almost worse, Issimo thought, to be pitied instead of hated.
He had no missions on the schedule today. Bark - now Commander of the 9th - believed that first days were better suited to learning procedures and routines, and had him assisting Vera with paperwork instead. None of the Hunters’ procedures had changed since Issimo had gone AWOL, but he appreciated the lighter workload nonetheless. He wasn’t sure he was ready to go back to wearing a mask so soon after-
The sound of the door hissing open snapped Issimo out of his thoughts, and he quickly looked back down at the report he was reviewing. He didn’t have Vera’s certifications to notarize, but he was pretty good at catching typos, and Artemis’ reports usually had a few to correct. Issimo didn’t look up at the person who entered the office, and quietly edited ‘acheive’ into ‘achieve’.
“Vera stepped out about ten minutes ago.” He spoke up to the newcomer without looking up. “She should be back in a few, if you want to wait.”
