A perfect replica of Oddball materialized before him, ready for battle.
OOC: Since he’s your character, and you would know best how he’d fight, you’ll get control over this simulation.
A winner is announced and the two go back inside, just as darkness took the sky.
“YES!” Gronius yells, his arms in the air.
Wildsong cheered for her brother, quite loudly, hoping to distract his attention, but Gronius turns to the tier 2 tribunes, searching for Hotspot. Giffin applauses madly, not realising how Song tenses up as a result of her brother not paying her attention.
Song suddenly lights up.
“Yes! Yes, let’s go! Let’s go now!” she cheers without any patience, almost going as far as to drag the two by their hands.
Giffin jumps up on his feet, prepared to follow the group.
Gronius was quick to return to the tier 2 living quarters, searching for Hotspot.
Demolishor and Cyclonus willingly follow.
Hotspot was in his cell, tending to his guns.
Gronius knocked at the door.
“Hello hello!” he said, grinning after the remarkable win and humiliating defeat. “May I come in?”
The old captain sighed.
“Alright. Come in.”
He said.
Gronius entered in and sat down on Hotspot’s bed.
“Have you seen that fight?!” he said, excited. “That surely put me higher in the tier 2 roaster!”
“It was one victory. Your first here at that. Don’t get a big head kid. It’s gonna take a long while before you start making any real progress.”
“Just out of curiosity, where was Hammer in the tops of the tier? In the higher-ups? Middle ones?”
“Middle-ish. Not to high above yourself. Nothing to get worked up over.”
“Oh…” he said, his excitement slowly fading away. “What did you think?”
“Your performance wasn’t bad. Could use work, but commendable all the same. If I doubted your place here before, I don’t now.”
He answered in his usual flat and dry tone.
“Oh…” Gronius said, before a moment of awkward silence. “And… Who do you think I should fight next to get higher into the ranks?”
“Who you fight isn’t a choice. That’s for Iota to decide.”
He set his weapons down and looked at Gronius.
“Don’t you have a sister? When was the last time you talked to her?”
His tone sounded friendly. Well, as friendly as it could. But in truth he just wanted to get Gronius off his back for a while.
“Oh. Yes… Wildsong…” Gronius said, suddenly remembering of his twin.
“Maybe you should try and find her. I’m sure she’d appreciate a conversation.”
“Yeah, I will. See you later.” he said as he left.
Hotspot nodded and returned to his work.
Oddball frowns at the replica of him.
“Dzt-dwoo-dee,” he says dismissively.
OOC: I was kind of interested in seeing how you handled an “amped-up” Oddball.
IC:
Backbreaker remains in the tribunes, sitting hunched-over in his seat, his arms folded over his chest and his battle mask still deployed.
Wildsong knocked at the tier 2 door.
OOC: Due to a multitude of factors here, I’d rather see how you handle it. His primary ability is abstract enough that I don’t think I’d be able to handle it as best as possible. Especially for an “amped up” version.
Razorclaw was also there. Deciding to watch the tail end of the battle, hoping it would ease her mind.
“What a freakin’ let down.”
She said aloud.
One of the maximals there, no one she would know, opened it.
“Oh. You’re the new guy’s sister right?”
She turned back and shouted into the commons.
“Hey Gronius! Your sister’s here!”
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