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 Posted: Mon Jun 16, 2014 11:22 am
Bubble had heard about Proto disappearing off the grid. He was worried for the General, but he was even more worried about Bass. The other General had taken quite a beating, after all, and was confined to his room basically. Bubble wasn't sure who was keeping an eye on the other now that Proto was offline, so he decided he would go up and check on Bass himself. He brought with him a bunch of E-tanks. He knocks on the door after he gets there. "Can I come in? It's Bubble. I brought some E-tanks for you." He says, fidgeting a bit with the box he held in his arms. The box was stuffed as full as it could be with E-tanks.
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Posted: Tue Jun 17, 2014 9:10 am
Bass looked up at the knock from staring off at a wall and locked eyes with Bubble. Oh, okay. He could deal with that one. Rubbing his neck a little, Bass shifted as bast as he could to sit up and just motioned him in closer. E-tanks were a Godsend. Bubble had them, therefore he was a Godsend. Puffing a little as his eye switched off, he made a disgruntled noise before motioning for him to sit wherever. "Yeah., sure." He was worried, stomach tight with knots. Not literally of course, but it was a sensation the bot wasn't used to feeling, and all because Blues had gone off and disappeared. "Any news on him?"
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Posted: Tue Jun 17, 2014 10:30 am
Bubble hops his way closer, setting the box of E-tanks down near the bed and grabbing one out, opening it and putting the straw in it for Bass before holding it out. He was unaware that Bass couldn't see at the moment, instead focusing on the question. "No, not that I've heard. I haven't seen Crash, Wiley, or anyone since the news hit. I... thought that Crash was busy again and hadn't been able to come see how you were doing, so I thought I'd come by and see if there was anything else you'd need." Bubble stayed standing nearby, just in case Bass started having trouble sitting up. He'd be there to help in any case. It bothered him to see the other General in this bad of shape, and he figured it would just get worse with no sign of Proto still.
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Posted: Wed Jun 25, 2014 4:20 pm
Bass rubbed his nose with his one hand and then watched Bubble carefully. It wasn't his fault he was starting to get paranoid of everyone. His stomach was in knots and he just had a bad feeling in general about everything. Slowly he took that E-tank and started to sip at it with a low noise and just nodded. "...I don't know about need, but I guess company won't hurt. I need functioning legs and another arm. I need to be out there patrolling. I need to kill Flashover. ...But..." He shrugged a little more and put the E-tank on the bed before waving his hand. "Here I am." Oh he was so bitter and it was obvious in the venom dripping from those words.
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Posted: Wed Jun 25, 2014 4:34 pm
Bubble watches Bass, ears perked towards the other and listening to him. "I... have an idea. Might seem a bit odd or crazy, but, what if I put you in one of my bubbles with a line on your wrist to pull you along in the air and we went to see if we could find any parts for you...? Maybe order a few Snipers to go with us for added protection even, just in case..." The sooner they could get Bass in functioning order, the better, in Bubble's opinion. Having one General missing and the other out of order was not likely doing good for any of the other robot masters. And he was pretty sure Wily was pissed. He was sure Bass was extremely tired of being stuck in his room in his bed and he thought the other might love the chance to get out, even if he had to rely on someone else to help him. Bubble also thought the other would be safer in one of his bubbles than in a wagon, cart, or chair.
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Posted: Wed Jun 25, 2014 4:54 pm
"So... be a dog to go patrolling?" He squinted at Bubble and just looked him from head to toe before starting to sip at his E-tank again. Getting out of the room would be nice... but in a bubble? With a rope tied around his waist? He flicked his tail in agitation before shrugging. "...So long as you blast anyone who actually tries to laugh at me." Bass shifted a little and huffed when he slid down. Slowly he tried to sit up again and struggled and grunted a little more and just gave up, huffing lightly. "Damn it."
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Posted: Wed Jun 25, 2014 5:00 pm
Bubble frowns slightly behind his mask at that. "I... wasn't thinking that, really, but I thought it'd be safer and easier to keep you out of further harm's way if you were in the air instead of stuck in something that had to be man-handled and pushed along the ground." At the others struggle, he nods. "Of course I'll blast anyone that tries to laugh at you. I'll blast anyone that tries to hurt or take you away, too." He hops closer, offering support to help Bass sit up. "Just let me know when you're ready and I'll go get a cable. The line attached to you is mainly so you don't get blown away if there's any breeze as we go looking."
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Posted: Wed Jun 25, 2014 5:09 pm
He used Bubble as leverage to help him get situated again and then just huffed out. "Well.. I'll bring the E-tank so I'm ready to go when you are." Bass really saw no reason not to go as soon as they could. He was anxious and nervous to get out of this room. He wanted to blast Flashover as soon as he saw him. This bubble thing wouldn't be so bad, would it? "Yeah, yeah, I know. Wind. Something like that. Got it."
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Posted: Wed Jun 25, 2014 5:25 pm
Bubble nods, attempting to situate things to where Bass would stay sitting upright with an E-tank before he hurriedly left the room, coming back with a length of cable. Tying it securely around Bass' waist, Bubble then takes a couple steps back, readies the gun on his head, and shoots one of the larger types of bubbles, aiming it at him. Once Bubble was certain Bass was secure in the bubble, he gives the cable a light tug, pulling it carefully after him. He felt his bubble would do alright for awhile, since he used them himself as a shield when in trouble. "Do you want some Snipers along too, or no? And where would you like to start looking? These are limbs for you we are looking for, after all."
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Posted: Tue Jul 08, 2014 12:38 pm
" Why," he started, the word elongated and dripping with annoyance, "would I want those snipers along? I don't like them on a good day and this is no good day." Bass's face just look more and more annoyed as he tried to get comfortable in this bubble with that stupid cable. "Looking for my limbs or not, Bubs, no. Just no." Snipers were dumb and there was one that he wasn't entirely sure about. Something seemed off about that one. Bass didn't even know that sniper's name, just that he managed to get into places he shouldn't.
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Posted: Tue Jul 08, 2014 3:27 pm
Bubble shrugs a bit at Bass' obvious annoyance at the thought of having any Snipers along, then turns and starts hopping for the door, lightly tugging on the cable to pull the bubble Bass was in behind him. He then carefully maneuvers the bubble into the elevator and pushes the button to take them down to the bottom floor. Once there, he tilts his head to glance at Bass before heading in the general direction that places that had bot parts might be at. "Let me know when and if you see something you want, ok?"
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