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Post by Fox McCloud on Jan 27, 2007 20:27:20 GMT -5
Fox walked downt he hallways of the 'Gate', his hands shoved into his vest pockets. Each step he took was observed by his green eyes. He unleashed a sigh. He hadn't talked to Krystal in a week. Mainly because he'd been out of the Greatfox for two weeks. Should that've even been bothering him though? There were bigger problems at hand anyway.
Fox made it to his destination. He looked at Peppy, then looked to Slippy then to Beltino. His eyes then wandered to the room that was visible through a bullet proof and sound proof glass window. He then looked around himself once more uneasily.
Peppy gave a chuckle. "Ah young fox, looking for that Krystal?"
Fox flushed slightly and stammered as usual when something having to with his feelings towards Krystal was mentioned. " Err, n-no. I was just...yeah. Falco coming?"
Beltino shrugged and answered for Peppy. " Dunno Fox. We sent him the information to come, but we don't know if he even had his comm on. You know how he is." Beltino explained smiling.
Fox shrugged. " Alright, whatever. Say, whose the kid in there?" Fox asked, pointing to the mouse who was being interrogated by an officer. The mouse was Sky.
Slippy smiled. " He might've been the one who let loose an aparoid or soemthing! Actually, he may even be infected too!" Slippy exclaimed happily as if they hit the jackpot.
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Post by Falco Lombardi on Jan 27, 2007 20:32:12 GMT -5
"Hiya gramps, Foxie, and er... kid?" Falco stode into the room, his arms crossed over his red plated suit. He narrowed his green eyes to the mouse and snarled, thrusting his thumb over his shoulder at the mouse," This is the kid who unleashed the aparoid infection?! How the heck did he manage that?" The blue bird cast a quzzical glare at the mouse before he shrugged and crossed his arms over his chest. He ran his fingers through his blue feathers. "Dang, what happens next?" He growled under his breath before sighing heavily.
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Post by Fox McCloud on Jan 27, 2007 20:38:08 GMT -5
Slippy gave a narrow glare towards Falco, and before the toad could get what he wanted said, Fox silenced him. " Your dad is trying to speak Slippy. Don't interrupt 'cause of Lombardi." He said, giving a glare to Falco.
Beltino gave a smug grin, and adjusted his glasses smartly. " Anyway Falco, we're not entirely sure if he really did unleash it. He is a witness though...He's got quite an interesting file as well. Went to the Academy. Scored one of the best sniping scores in Academy history, though his flying was only decent. Landmaster skills, average. His intelligence is off the charts. This nineteen year old, was kicked out three years ago though. Apparently, he insulted his administrator." Beltino explained. "He has the intelligence and skill, but something tells me, he did not create or unleash an aparoid. An aparoid took over something he created. If you want answers, we can let you two in."
Fox scratched his chin. " Hmm...puzzling. Whatya think Falco? Think we should go talk to him?"
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Post by Falco Lombardi on Jan 27, 2007 20:43:36 GMT -5
"Talk to him, beat it out of him, force it out of him..." The falcon was obviously counting the ways they could get information out of him, emphazing it by counting it out on his feathery fingers. "Fine we'll go ahead and talk to him, and if that doesn't work...." Falco smirked and rested his head back, folding his fingers together behind it. He closed one eye and said," Fine, We'll talk to the kid..." He rested his hands back to his sides and tilted his head to the side, casting another glance at Sky before half closing his green eyes and strolling past Fox.
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Post by Fox McCloud on Jan 27, 2007 20:49:54 GMT -5
Beltino nodded to Peppy, who thus opened the door after punching a series of numbers for a code. Once the door opened, the officer walked out, and Fox and Falco walked in. Fox looked to Falco, and decided Falco would be the typical, lean against the wall and only jump in with threats type of guy during an interrogation.
Fox's emeralds met with Sky's midnight blue eyes. Sky sighed to himself, leaning back slightly in the chair. " You guys done yet? I've gotta find my robot." Sky said, impatiently.
Fox scoffed. " Whoa, hey buddy. Settle down. We've got some talking to do. First of all, what robot?"
Sky ignored the question. " If that robot is thinking on its own because of these aparoids you guys think I'm infected with, let me tell you something. That planet is screwed. I need to find that robot, now."
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Post by Falco Lombardi on Jan 27, 2007 20:55:40 GMT -5
Falco, indeed was leaning on the wall, his emerald eyes half closed until Sky mentioned the robot. The bird snarled," What exactly did you invent, mousy? And why?" The falcon narrowed as he scowled, getting up fron his leaning position, gritting his teeth as he became increasinly frusterated. The blue bird clenched his fists and growled," Well?"
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Post by Fox McCloud on Jan 27, 2007 21:09:32 GMT -5
Fox knew Lombardi's snappy and firey attitude would come into play at some time, but oddly it was as soon as the robot was mentioned. Guess Falco really did hate having to fight aparoids, or the sound of them again. " Alright, yeah, Falco's question is good. Why?"
Sky rolled his eyes and ignored them, remaining silent for two minutes before finally speaking. " Hmmph. As you know, Sauria isn't the precious lush planet everywhere now. There's factories being made. Dinos-"
"Cut to the point already." Fox demanded suddenly.
"Well, shut-up Fox, and I'll tell you. I worked for a fellow named Arbum and his factory. Our factory was a metal working factory, and unfortunately, Sharpclaws like metal for weapons, so they'd steal from the factory, I was told I'd get a raise if I created some sort of defense. Being as poor as I am, I took the oppurtunity. 35,000 was just for the supplies to create the robot as in the tools. He paid the rest for the cpu and such without telling me. With the cpu, I was capable of making a learning defense robot. One that would learn from its, and others' mistakes. The odd thing was, when I put it in his office when he asked, it was gone an hour later." Sky explained.
Fox quirked a brow. " What did this robot look like? What could it do?" Fox questioned, slightly intrigued. Looks like they might be having an adventure very soon.
Sky snarled. " I answered your question, let me leave."
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Post by Falco Lombardi on Jan 28, 2007 0:21:15 GMT -5
"Shut up and sit down, mousy." Falco snarled as he stepped away from the wall to block the entrance. "What did the robot look like, you never told us that..." He growled, narrowing his green eyes in a quizical glare as he crossed his arms over his chest. The blue bird scowled at him, his peircing gaze and tucked in chin said enough,' Answer or I'm gonna force it out of you'. Which what Flaco intended to do.
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Post by Fox McCloud on Jan 28, 2007 0:26:05 GMT -5
Sky remaiend silent, his normal nature for a minute or two. He scowled, looking at Falco. " You don't intimidate me. I'll give you the information though, just because I don't wanna see every planet obliterated. Now, just like you two, I don't know how an aparoid survived, but one thing is clear, taking over my robot was not good. It looks like a floating orb with arms and hands, and one big mechanical eye. Though, don't let that appearance fool you. Its about as armed as a fleet is." He explained. " Look, you got the information you need or what?"
Fox smirked. " Yeah, I think so...Falco, go tell Peppy and Beltino."
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Post by Falco Lombardi on Jan 28, 2007 0:31:26 GMT -5
Falco looked over to Fox, his scowl remaining as he recrucently stepped aside. "Fine, mousy... You gave us the info so we'll let you go..." He growled, clenching his right hand into a fist as his scowl deepened. The blue bird leaned back on the wall, half closing his narrowed eyes as he scanned over the mouse with a cold and blaming expression before getting up and thrusting the door open and slamming it behind him, fumming as he went down the hallways. Slippy's eyes followed him, muttering something he was going to say to the falcon early but never got a chance to before throwing up his webbed fingers," That bird is gonna destory that room, and it's bullet proof!"
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