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ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤThe feeling— or lack thereof— makes him collapse, shutdown warnings ringing through his head. As they start to reboot, sense returns to his limbs, buster withdrawing to a clenched fist.

ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤHe won't let another get away. But he can't chase after Dragon right now.
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「 Either you come back, or no one gets those abilities. 」

ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤHe takes a step forward.
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「 He already knows the layouts. The issue comes with your abilities. We can't have such a proper mechanic with our worst enemy. 」
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not hard enough

should've found them.

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「 You have a pretty intimate knowledge of the layout. We can't let you just waltz around. Besides... 」

ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤHe raises his buster.

「 ..you've been in contact with Mega Man, haven't you? 」
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better than you.

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「 You may never know. 」

ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤHe drops from above, buster armed and ready.

「 Might I ask where you've been? 」
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ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤAnd that's when they see it. The red eyes staring from the darkness.

「 Well met, Dragon. 」
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ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤSomething moves. Ever so slightly. But enough for the warrior to pick up on it.

ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤThe flutter of a cape in the wind.
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ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤWhatever they're looking for, someone is looking for /them./ And they aren't making that fact obvious.

ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤStalking along the tree line, the assassin watches, waiting for an opening.
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( He won't give that thing up. He must've known they were trying to get a hold of it. /Ugh./ )

( Dragon watches him leave silently, but is left to wonder what he meant by "recover"... )

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ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤHe takes a moment to call the battonton back down, walking out with it on his shoulder.

「 Farewell, Dragon. I hope you and Proto Man recover well. 」
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「 And yet you did. Intentions do not matter when you are a liability. Are we done here? 」
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「 Yes, I have been. We are not some reject bin, and we do not allow just anyone in. Eventually, the mystique of the cryptid bot will wear off, and you'll have added nothing to our cause while drawing the attention of dangerous robots like Enker. 」
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ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤHis eyes narrow again, holding his hand up to let the battonton fly up and roost again.

「 By all means, continue. 」
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[+]

ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤHe looks up, giving a small snap of his fingers to call a battonton from the rafters.

「 Thank you for this. It was... enlightening. 」
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「 Because how truthful you are about yourself reflects how truthful you are about Enker. And so far, about yourself, you have dodged my questions. 」

「 I will inform Wily of this exchange and begin a search myself. 」

[+]
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「 You are a suspect, Kirin Master. And until you can tell us more about Enker, you will tell us more about /yourself./ 」
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「 You are an unidentified robot and, mere days after you joined us here, a robot that you /know/ infiltrated our forces with what seemed to be direct attempts to steal our information. 」

[+]
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「 So that /is/ you. Tell me, "Dragon," why are you here and not in your shop? And why do you keep telling Proto Man you're an older bot, when you've only been around for a few years? 」

ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤHe ignores their other point.
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「 Then why did he not call you by your "real name" when he started panicking, Kirin Master? 」
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ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤHe takes a step forward.

「 Alright then. Who is "Kirin?" 」
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「 Do not play games. What kind of combat was he /made/ for. 」
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「 What kind of combat? 」
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「 You'll find I am quite hard to take out, actually. 」

ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤpharaoh you are going to die
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ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ︵

ㅤㅤ➣ㅤㅤ𝐆𝐔𝐀𝐑𝐃𝐈𝐀𝐍 ᴼᶠ ᵀᴴᴱ 𝐔𝐍𝐃𝐄𝐑𝐆𝐑𝐎𝐔𝐍𝐃.

ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ︶
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ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤHis eyes narrow in suspicion. He doesn't believe them.

「 What was that blast he used? 」
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「 Then who made him? 」
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