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Why did I agree to this again Rock thought as he dodged around a blast of Maverick fire. He didn't know why he had agreed to leave the R&D department and play at being Megaman. Especially since it was one thing to go on missions occasionally, and another thing to go all Megaman and fight to save the world. That was X's job now.

But X was hurt, and they had needed some extra firepower. As well as someone who knew something about older model mavericks, which from the reports this was. And Roll was navigating Spider while the kid was off doing bounty hunter stuff or pretending that he wasn't heroic and not a good guy and stuff. Which meant Rock was left to Alia's tender mercies.

"Are there any other nasty missile wielding 'bots I should know about? Or spike pits? Or cliffs up ahead?" Rock asked tiredly.

He had learned to listen to his navigators after Roll had neglected to tell him about a spike pit a couple of times.

Date: 2012-02-22 01:41 am (UTC)
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"Why? Can't you navigate all of them with your eyes closed and both hands behind your back? Or was that one of your little old fart exaggerations?" Alia said, though she started cross-referencing the area with past owners just to see. History had unearthed a whole list of dummy corporations and false identities that Wily had used to do business under. Who knew what could be hiding in the basement?

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