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[Radio: (A) RMBroadband] Pirate Princess Tron Bonne transmits, "Hey! Knight! ...Get your butt over to the Haven! Time for your Pickup!"

[Radio: (A) RMBroadband] Knight Man transmits, "... ...I can't waiteth..."

Docking Area - Skull Haven

Facing out from the mountain, the docking area is large and vast, capable of holding the full range of Robot Master craft and more besides, particularly any allied craft that wish to dock within the vast mouth of the mountain. Similar to the construction bays situated at the foot of the mountain, walkways hang from the ceiling, allowing easy access to the craft that are present. It's advised that any ground craft use some sort of lift, since the area is located about halfway up the side of Skullamanjaro.

Bonne Airship <Gesellschaft> [C]
SS Dreadskull [RM]
Skull Shuttle [RM]
Wily Mole

Blast Doors <O> leads to Skullamanjaro (Mount Kilamanjaro).
Blast Doors <N> leads to Allied Hub - Skull Haven.

The Great Ship, The Gesellschaft, looms ominously in the Haven Docking Bay... beside it also towering the great SS Dreadskull itself... both ships great vessels of destruction.

...The 'maw' of the Gesellschaft currently stands open, and Servbots can be seen moving about... the ramp extended to connect with the access walkway.

And Tron Bonne herself, the Pirate Princess, leans against one side of the opening... studying her gloved fingers as if she was studying her nails while waiting for the arrival of Knight Man.

Tron Bonne has arrived.

The doors to the Docking Bay swing open, and (reluctanly) out walks Knight Man. Full clad in his armor, unlike the last time he spent any time on the Gesellschaft, though he's not armed. He is /so/ not looking forward to this, but it needs to be done. Otherwise, they take a pretty big risk, who knows what the Stardroids might have in mind for Tron, being the one who bore Terra's pendent. Taking a few steps in, he gazes at his 'welcome' and mutters "What tis all this..."

Tron continues to imaginarily burnish her nails... having taken in a pose and carefully planned what was to happen... ...so as to arrange it as to piss off Knight the most in the shortest perious of time. Tron pauses, then looks to Knight a few moments after he speaks, and pretends like she only /just/ noticed him. "...Oh! Knight Man. Good. Ya made it... ...bit Late, of course... but ya made it." Tron then offers her cutest, perkiest, most engratiating smile to Knight Man.

"Aaaand... What all this is... ...is just picking you up... ...and seeing about requisitioning a few supplies from your stores. I have some plans I'm working on." Tron then eyes Knight slowly, up and down. "...You seem in... ...well, you are rather scruffy today, arn't you? ...Sure you don't need a tune up?" Tron says this with /SUCH/ innocense that it can only be Bait.

Knight Man glares at Tron, and bites his tongue at first. He DID promise Lord Wily he wouldn't hurt her, and he'd try to behave... of course, he should have known Tron wasn't going to make it easy on him. "Fine, then picketh up thine supplies..." He begins to head towards the ramp "And nay, I don't needeth a 'tune-up'. In fact thou shalt not be doing any repairs or work on mineself at all. I even tooketh the liberty of having one of the medical drones install a failsafe in mine system that would awakeneth me and activate mine weapons systems if someone other than Lord Wily tried to tampereth with mine system while I art regenerating, so don't try-eth anything funny." Get the feeling he doesn't trust her much?

Tron smirks softly at Knight's little 'threat', then nods. "...As you say, K-nigght!(Once again... ala Monty Python)" Tron then turns her head, looking to the Servbots. "Begin loading up, we're leaving in a few hours!"

Tron then looks to Knight, offering a soft smirk. "...Aaand... ...as for the rest... ...Your Guest rooms are still available for you to use. ...And note... ...There is a new member of the Crew. Soprano Bonne... ...My Cousin. ...You will leave her /alone/ Knight Man... ...or else I'll have the Servbots jam you into the Gesellschaft's forward guns and fire you into a mountain."

Morgaine has arrived.

[Radio: (E) Public] A faint, distorted voice transmits, "*Crackle*Br-*fzzzt*...oooo-*crackle*...Se-*crackle* y-*crackle* s*fzzzt*n B*crackle*!"

[Radio: (E) Public] Pharaoh Man transmits, "Hmmm?"

[Radio: (E) Public] Cyclops transmits, "What?"

[Radio: (E) Public] Fusion Phoenix transmits, "Who?"

[Radio: (E) Public] Pharaoh Man transmits, "Whoever that is, you'll have to speak up...."

[Radio: (A) RMBroadband] Pharaoh Man transmits, "Can someone trace that transmission?"

[Radio: (E) Public] Regulus transmits, "...He is coming."

[Radio: (E) Public] Pharaoh Man transmits, "Who? Where?"

[Radio: (E) Public] Regulus transmits, "Soon, Brother. This will be settled."

[Radio: (E) Public] Cyclops transmits, "Who is?"

[Radio: (E) Public] Pharaoh Man transmits, "And more specificly, who are you?"

"Did I hear my name mentioned?" comes the dulcet tones of 'Soprano Bonne'. The redhaired woman steps down from the Gesellschaft (assuming it has a gangplank), her hips giving their customary swagger as she does so, perhaps giving hints at a previous vocation, before she joined up with the rest of her family. "I was wondering why you didn't tell me where we docked, Tron." Her eyes flitter over Knight Man's form, a smirk on her lips. "Though by your companion here, I can certainly guess at where we are."

[Radio: (E) Public] Denebola transmits, "Me. See you soon bro. *click*"

[Radio: (E) Public] Prismatic Spider transmits, "... That doesn't sound very comforting."

[Radio: (E) Public] Dr. Wily transmits, "Ahh...Regulus, or at least I think thats you. So..your brother is coming. Shall I send flowers to your funeral?"

[Radio: (E) Public] Regulus transmits, "I am Regulus. And that... is my brother. *click*"

[Radio: (E) Public] Barrage Raptor transmits, "Is that the Denebola guy?"

[Radio: (E) Public] Cyclops transmits, "...There's a chance that he could just be."

[Radio: (E) Public] Pharaoh Man sighs. " No, he's just a randoms Stardroid bent on destroying the rest of his kind. Of COURSE its Denebola! "

[Radio: (E) Public] Colonel transmits, "I still wish to know what is coming to judge us, Stardroids."

[Radio: (E) Public] Colonel transmits, "The Earth has made it past your first judgement. Yet you return to jsuge us again."

[Radio: (E) Public] Pirate Princess Tron Bonne transmits, "...Denebola... ...and... ...Regulus? ...Interesting."

Knight Man just grunts. "Whatevereth. I could care less about thine family. Don't bothereth me, and I'll not bothereth ye. That is all." He just wants to get on with his job of keeping an eye on Tron, whoever else is there doesn't matter. The sooner this is over, the better, because he just knows he will not be liking the next few days. And that Tron likely won't just 'let him be'...

[Radio: (E) Public] Regulus transmits, "Yes. Denebola. My brother. This will not be judgement - this will be survival."

[Radio: (E) Public] Pharaoh Man transmits, "A date, time, maybe even place would be appreciated, Regulus. Cryptic remarks make you feel all high and mighty, but it doesn't exactly help you."

[Radio: (E) Public] Colonel transmits, "Why have the stardroids brought this matter of survival here?"

[Radio: (E) Public] Prismatic Spider transmits, "And if he doesn't know?"

[Radio: (E) Public] Regulus transmits, "I don't have a time. A date. He is close enough to hear us... and to speak. Beyond that... I cannot say, I do not know... I must hide, must prepare..."

[Radio: (E) Public] Pharaoh Man transmits, "Regulus, surely, you can tell us...is he entering orbit? The System?"

[Radio: (E) Public] Regulus transmits, "Bring it? We bring nothing - we flee before it, and you drew us here. And you withstood judgement. It knows... they know... we knew."

[Radio: (E) Public] Regulus transmits, "I do not know."

[Radio: (E) Public] Pharaoh Man transmits, "Wonderful."

[Radio: (E) Public] Barrage Raptor transmits, "So how do we tell how many Stardroids besides Denebola re evil?"

Tron pauses, then smiles brightly as 'Soprano' appears! "Soprano! ...And yes. Welcome to the Skull Haven, Soprano." Tron pauses, eyeing Knight Man a moment. "...I don't believe it'd be wise to repeat that, of course." Tron slips up beside Soprano with a soft smirk on her own lips as she stands beside the taller 'Soprano'. "...Oh... ...I think we'll get along just fine." Tron smiles her cutest smile at Knight, "Afterall... Your last stay was surprisingly pleasent! ...I'm sure we can ensure you have similar manners this time, eh?"

Tron, reaching up and into a pocket... withdraws a three-dimensional trapezoidal object which she waggles a moment, before replacing. ...Just to give Knight a scare.

...of course, it was dead, grey, and lifeless... ...but it was still what it was.

Tron loves getting under Knight Man's skin.

[Radio: (E) Public] Regulus transmits, "Evil? You do not understand... This is not evil... this is something worse. As for how to tell... you will know. Eventually...."

[Radio: (E) Public] Regulus transmits, "I hide now. <sssszzzzzzzch> *beep-click*"

Morgaine smiles warmly at Tron, nodding her head as she approaches her 'cousin', stopping once Tron stands beside her. "Once we get a moment, we need to talk, I think." And then she adds, "..about Teisel," and gives Tron a rather hard stare, though she chuckles. Tron would understand why that was said. "I just came out to tell you that the adjustment to #36 was made, and he's doing fine."

[Radio: (E) Public] Roll transmits, "There's something worse then evil?"

[Radio: (E) Public] Prismatic Spider transmits, "Worse than evil... Perhaps."

[Radio: (E) Public] Kuff transmits, "...A pity... ...He runs and hides, despite his brave words. I had hoped I would have had the chance to at least /seriously injure/ a Stardroid... ...Maybe later."

[Radio: (E) Public] Prismatic Spider transmits, "I think you'll eventually have all the bloodshed you need."

Knight Man doesn't react at all to the initial remark. What does he care about what Tron thinks about how little he cares about the Bonnes? As Tron pulls the pendent out, he slightly takes a step back, but doesn't say anything. Seeing it was a trick, he just grunts again "Thou'rt worse than Gemini Man..." He says bitterly. "Don't expecteth me to be anything at all like I was last time. That Knight Man is dead!" He says sharply, trying to get his point perfectly clear.

[Radio: (E) Public] Colonel transmits, "What could be worse than evil? Prehaps, the absence of everything."

[Radio: (E) Public] Pharaoh Man transmits, "The end of life. Without life, Evil cannot exist. It is a product of intelligent thought, not to mention a rather misguised concept to label to abstract."

[Radio: (E) Public] Kuff transmits, "Worse then Evil? ...i think you got it in one, good sir. ...Complete, absolute, uncaring destruction. Oblivion. ...Glorious, isn't it?"

[Radio: (E) Public] Prismatic Spider transmits, "Amoral as opposed to immoral? Indiscriminate actions can be worse in ways."

[Radio: (E) Public] Roll transmits, "Not really. It's horrible!"

[Radio: (E) Public] Knight Man transmits, "Thou'rt all taking this too harshly, methinks. Whatever it is, we shalt crusheth it or die trying."

[Radio: (E) Public] Pharaoh Man transmits, "Philosophical arguments can wait, arachnid infidel. But yes, absence of all being. Oblivion. I wonder....have the Stardroids lured Apocolypse and his horsemen to us? Oh, those foolish scientists shall pay for calling them back...."

[Radio: (E) Public] Prismatic Spider transmits, "It's our fault for tampering."

[Radio: (E) Public] Prismatic Spider transmits, "Things that man were not meant to know, indeed...."

[Radio: (E) Public] Kuff transmits, "One day... Death /will/ be enslaved. ...The Stardroids are our natural evolutionary path. ...One day, the /strongest/ Robots /will/ become as them. ...Immortality is such a... ...wonderful thing to have."

[Radio: (E) Public] Pharaoh Man transmits, "You use 'our' too broadly. Amun-Wily would never have so foolishly tampered. Those idiot excuses for scientists tampered. The chosen, the Robot Masters, did not."

[Radio: (E) Public] Knight Man transmits, "It's the STARDROIDS fault for coming here in the first placeth! Blasted high and mighty hypocrites thinking they haveth the right to intervene and judgeth other worlds. We defeatedeth them, and yet they STILL persist in tormentingeth us...."

[Radio: (E) Public] Roll transmits, "I don't really think now is the time for arguing about that kind of thing. It doesn't matter where you place the blame. The way I see it, you can't blame it on any one person or group of people. What's most important is to figure out what's going to happen. Because it doesn't really matter who's fault it is if we all get smashed up, right?"

[Radio: (E) Public] Prismatic Spider transmits, "You think Doctor Wily would be put off by nothing to get a chance at analyzing some possilbly poerful and revolutionary Stardroid technology?"

[Radio: (E) Public] Pharaoh Man transmits, "No. He would not of tampered so heedlessly."

[Radio: (E) Public] Pharaoh Man transmits, "He would of unlocked its secrets, and made the world a better place, under his golden rule."

[Radio: (E) Public] Prismatic Spider transmits, "We'll never know that, will we? Nevertheless, Roll is correct. We need to prepare."

[Radio: (E) Public] Pharaoh Man transmits, "As he strives to do."

Tron gives the softest of smirks at Knight, seriously working on containing peals of laughter. ...Bitter Laughter, sadly. ...Tron rather liked that Knight Man... ...he was a friend to her... true and wonderful to have. ...But now, like all the rest, he is gone.

Tron merely pauses, listening to Soprano's words, then eyes Knight. "Get on the ship." Tron then looks to Soprano and smiles softly. "...Weeell... I'm /very/ glad of that! #36 must be /terribly/ pleased! ...I've finished upgrading my broach too, so that little bit is done." Tron winks and smiles, then hmmms... "...And yes... We need to talk." Tron looks to Knight then. "...You can just use your old room... ...and don't bother any of the Servbots or I /WILL/ shoot you out the main cannons! They're all very busy!"

Indeed... the Servbots, most of them, are moving about to gather the supplies that Tron had requisitioned.

[Radio: (E) Public] Roll transmits, "I'm sure everyone wants to be ready. But until we know just what's going on, I don't really think anyone can claim to be ready for it. Unless he knows something he's not sharing."

[Radio: (E) Public] Pharaoh Man transmits, "Roll, he knows everything, and is not sharing."

[Radio: (E) Public] Kuff transmits, "...Oh yes... ...I cannot wait to hear the Screams. ...The near future is going to be quite... ...pleasent. I can only hope my sister and I can kill a Stardroid before everything is gone..."

[Radio: (E) Public] Knight Man transmits, "This shalt likely turneth out to be one of this things where we all teameth up in one big battle against a larger foe... I hateth things like that.."

[Radio: (E) Public] Prismatic Spider transmits, "As I mentioned before... We shall stand together, or we will fall."

[Radio: (E) Public] Roll transmits, "I think it's for the best. It shows everyone that they can work together as one. Although even I'm not so naive as to think it'd last once the threat was gone. Everyone's so set in thier own ideas that they can't accept anyone elses."

[Radio: (E) Public] Fusion Phoenix transmits, "But don't you enjoy the fight Knight Man?"

[Radio: (E) Public] Kuff speaks in his calm, asian-sounding voice. "Good evening to you all." ...Quite cheerily, compaired to what he just related. -click-

[Radio: (E) Public] Knight Man transmits, "I always enjoyeth a good fight, but I more prefereth one on one battles against enemies evenly matched against mineself, not something liketh that..."

[Radio: (E) Public] Prismatic Spider transmits, "Still, we need more information to be properly prepared. What are we all going to do about this situation?"

Knight Man glares at Tron one more time. She had better not get used to ordering him around. He'll bite his tongue, and keep from insulting her for now. Just obey Dr. Wily's orders, and eventually this will all be over. Thankfully the Doctor promised Knight some time off after it was all over, he'll probably need it. "This is going to be-eth a long ... however long it'll take..." He mutters as he clomps inside. She better not expecteth him to help load, because he'll do no such thing.

Morgaine has disconnected.

[Radio: (E) Public] Roll transmits, "What can we do? I hate to say simply wait and see, but there's little else that can be done!"

[Radio: (E) Public] Knight Man transmits, "Gangeth up on a Stardroid and maketh it tell us what they art hiding?"

[Radio: (E) Public] Knight Man transmits, "I personally haveth some aggressions to worketh out on Terra...."

[Radio: (E) Public] Pirate Princess Tron Bonne transmits, "...They'd likely just teleport away or something. ...I suggest we just work on what they suggest, and stick together."

[Radio: (E) Public] Pirate Princess Tron Bonne transmits, "And shush, Knight."

[Radio: (E) Public] Knight Man transmits, "<grunt> Shusheth nothing... I have the need to maketh SOMEONE pay for that..."

[Radio: (E) Public] Roll transmits, "Of course. As much as I hate to admit it, Tron's got the right idea. Of course I HAD been going along the same line, but a good idea is still a good idea no matter who came up with it. If you waste time hunting down a random Stardroid, what if something happens while you're doing it? And you'd likely just get yourself hurt doing so anyway."

[Radio: (E) Public] Prismatic Spider transmits, "It is much better to work together... And that includes the Stardroids."

[Radio: (E) Public] Pirate Princess Tron Bonne sniffs distainfully, "Gee, Thank you, 'Roll'." Tron then pauses, and speaks firmly. "...Despite what you think, Knight. That wasn't Terra. That was me. If you have aggressions to take out on someone... you know /just/ where to look... ...'kaykay? ...Now shush before I have you swab the decks."

[Radio: (E) Public] Knight Man transmits, "Bah.. .whatevereth. I just wanteth this to be over quickly, and I'm sure I art not alone with that. And Tron... believeth me... someday I shall..."

[Radio: (E) Public] Pirate Princess Tron Bonne transmits, "I'll be waiting to rebuild you after I tear you apart with the Gustav on that day, Knight."

[Radio: (E) Public] Pirate Princess Tron Bonne transmits, "...And indead of 'Paladin Man'... ...You'll be made into /SHIELD/ /MAIDEN!/"

[Radio: (E) Public] Roll transmits, "...That's a creepy thought. Oh..ummm..nothing personal of course."

[Radio: (E) Public] Pirate Princess Tron Bonne sniffs. "Of course." Tron mutters. "But this isn't getting us anywhere..."

[Radio: (E) Public] Knight Man transmits, "Ye think I'd giveth thee time to boardeth the Gustav? ...But enough. We've been down this many times already, we all knoweth nothing shalt come any day soon. Let us just focuseth on our current crisis..."

[Radio: (E) Public] Roll transmits, "Yeah. Pointless bickering just makes it easier for...well, I'm not sure what it makes easier. Since I dunno what's gonna happen. But it can't help!"

[Radio: (E) Public] Big Bad Sword Man transmits, "INdeed. The incoming Crisis should be the most important thing upon our minds. Petty rivalry and warring shall wait for now."

[Radio: (E) Public] Pirate Princess Tron Bonne sniffs. "For once, Roll, we are in perfect agreement."

[Radio: (E) Public] Knight Man transmits, "<Grunts in agreement, that's all you'd get out of him>"

[Radio: (E) Public] Roll transmits, "Don't worry, I promise I won't get used to it."

[Radio: (E) Public] Pirate Princess Tron Bonne transmits, "Err... Good!"

[Radio: (E) Public] Roll transmits, "I just wish there was more I could do..but if it ends up some sort of big battle, and it probably will, then I'll be forced to sit it out. I don't really like to hurt people, but..well, it's different when the whole planet is on the line!"

[Radio: (E) Public] Knight Man transmits, "Hmph, saveth the fighting for the men who art built for it, and whatever silly girls who believeth they can handleth it..."

[Radio: (E) Public] Prismatic Spider transmits, "We will all fight if it comes to that... I nour own ways."

[Radio: (E) Public] Roll transmits, "Yeah...who knows what's gonna happen? I don't intend to rush off and get myself killed, but I'm hardly gonna let anyone else do the same!"

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