It was certainly the most interesting rescue mission that General Buddingtonite to was ever called for, but he would not question or refuse a request without at least seeing who his charge was. There was always the opportunity to meet someone new and accept them as part of the team, but there was also the opportunity to make a new friend, and for someone whose name literally had the word 'Buddy' as part of their name, it seemed impossible for Buddingtonite to refuse the request. Not to mention, just downright rude! How would he have felt if he made a simple request for rescue over his crystal and not a single person came? This scenario might have happened a few times already and he may not have been a stranger to it, but that was all the more reason for him to act!

Buddingtonite knew that feeling, and unless he had a distinct disgust for that name that person he was seeking out, he would rise to the occasion! Never leave a man hanging... unless his own life was threatened, then maybe. Only one way to find out.

Within seconds of receiving the request for assistance, General Buddingtonite arrived at the location, taking only a moment to scope his surroundings and satisfied that he could not feel a single ounce of Order aura in the area. If they were there, then they were doing a great job in hiding their signatures, or had not bothered to transform, in which case Buddingtonite couldn't help but snicker at the very notion of it. Silly White Mooners, forgetting something so simple! Nevertheless, he summoned his bouquet of roses and death and slung it over his shoulder as he looked around the crystal corridor of the Rift. Of course, the very notion that someone of the White Moon could even make it here only crossed his mind after the fact, but that wasn't important. He was here for a reason!

"Hel-looooo, is there a..." He thought about the name that was relayed to him and tried his best to pronounce it right. "Khayman available? Was told you needed assistance with something, and here I am!"

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