re_alignment | [VIDEO TRANSMISSION: nexic temple]

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[VIDEO TRANSMISSION: nexic temple]

[A gold robot with a very stylish red mohawk is staring at the screen, foot tapping lightly and obviously displeased. Clearly a new arrival, or this thing has never made itself known before now. It raises a red boxing glove like hand, gears screeching in almost a kind of huff, and carefully fixes the amazing mohawk. Of amazing.

Once it seems satisfied with its mohawk being in perfect condition it points to the glyph on its arm, then gestures at the screen in a "seriously?" and "I'll kill you" motion. There is graffiti on his glorious self.

How dare you. How dare you all.]

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[Noisy Boy... really isn't upset by the loss he took at Crash Palace, beyond his own shame at his performance in the ring. It's far away from here and now, though, and that's the important part, he feels.

He leans his head back with a low, almost sarcastic groan, of his neck pistons... punctuated with a harsh grinding noise that wasn't intentional. Lingering injury. Still, he tips his chin up slightly. Midas you are so uncouth. He shakes his head once after that - no, his processing capabilities are in perfect working order.]

[Even if Noisy can still think properly his neck doesn't sound that great. Great to know his decappuccinos leave an after effect.

He points upward with an almost silent whirr, Noisy's best story is really everyone is in the sky? Then where is he? Not that he believes Noisy.]

[Charlie did his best to fix Noisy Boy, when he got the money to fix him. Noisy is grateful for it, even with the sticking pistons in his neck and his bum shoulder.

Noisy Boy nods his head at Midas once, silently. Yes, he's telling the truth. As for where they are... he turns his head and the camera to the landscape and shrugs. Where it is, is Not Earth.]

[Now that he really can't believe. No place they know of? Didn't Noisy travel the world, obviously they exaggerated about that because this is it, and he's just lost. Somehow. Nothing makes sense, except that Noisy Boy is wrong about everything.

He points to the screen then waves his arm in the space beside him. Where is Noisy exactly? Maybe if he punches the other bot enough, he'll get some real answers.]

[Noisy Boy would hardly speak of his travels at a time like this. But no, this is definitely nowhere on Earth. Even he managed to figure that out quickly enough. He's just going to let his friends inform Midas that Noisy Boy has it all figured out.

Noisy Boy taps his shoulder next to the glyph and re-orients the camera towards Vector Prime's temple and the crystal bridges. Good luck finding it beyond that; he's sure Midas doesn't keep up with star orientations like Noisy Boy does.]

[There's no way that Noisy knows everything when he doesn't. This is a bot that he tore up in the ring. Absolutely impossible.

Midas takes a moment to look around, check the video as to where Noisy is, and then look around some more. Give him time, he'll figure out how to get there. Possibly.]

[He does this time. And thankfully knowing isn't all about winning matches.

Noisy whirrs his neck pistons quietly. He hopes you enjoy walking. It will probably take a while, considering how spread out things are here... unless Midas manages to bum a ride.]

[He'll walk as far as he needs to, to give Noisy Boy a good punch in the head and to figure out what's going on. He needs Artie and Artie needs him, simple as that. He'd be letting Artie and his fans down if he doesn't figure out where they are and how to get back. Noisy is holding out, so as long as he's got energy he'll walk.]

[If nothing else, Noisy Boy's time being passed from handler to handler gave him some sort of patience. He's willing to wait for as long as it takes for Charlie or Max to arrive... and for Midas to show up at Vector's temple, for that matter.]

[It's a good thing that Noisy is patient, because Midas isn't getting there anytime soon. In fact, quite the opposite as he may very well be lost. Not that he'd ever admit, or attempt to get help.]

[Considering he doesn't know where you're coming from, Noisy Boy really can't help with that even if Midas asked for it. But he's sure that Midas will end up dragged to him if he runs out of power.]

[It takes what seems like hours, in fact it probably was hours, for Midas to finally make his way to where Noisy's at. Of course he got lost, which he no doubt blames the other bot for. And when he finally spots Noisy and makes his way over his mohawk is no longer in perfect condition.

He doesn't look happy.]

[Noisy Boy has enough time to go into standby mode while waiting for Midas to show up. Which he doesn't really mind, all told; saves him battery power. Midas shows up eventually, though, and Noisy looks him over. He motions to the other bot's mohawk after a moment.

Hey. What happened to your accessory that makes you an illegal combatant~?]

[Don't start with him. Noisy is completely responsible for what's happened to his mohawk. Gears grind in a huff as the answer he attempts to give Noisy, happens to be a punch to the head.]

[Hey, it's not his fault that Midas got lost. At least he sees the punch coming and swiftly raises one arm to block it. No more punching him in the head, bot.]

[Midas pulls his arm back and just stares at Noisy, posture looking quite miffed. Noisy should have just taken the punch, he deserved it after everything he made Midas have to go through.

He points at his less than perfect mohawk and then at Noisy, gears whining. You did this! Fix it.]

[Noisy Boy got tired of being punched in the head the last time they met. Now that he can defend himself, he's not going to just let it happen again.

He leans his head back slightly and then cocks his head, before finally shaking his head. No way it that his fault! Midas was the one that walked all this way!]

[He only walked all this way because Noisy was making up crap about where they were. It's entirely his fault.

He prods Noisy's chest, then points up. He wants the truth.]

[Noisy Boy doesn't make things up. He isn't programmed to lie.

He puffs out his chest slightly and then taps Midas's pointing arm off course - to the light of the Lambda. If he's lying then what is that?]

[Okay. He doesn't know what that thing is, but Noisy can't be telling the truth. How would they have gotten here. Midas folds his arms and just stares at Noisy. Come on man, tell him the truth.]

[Noisy lowers his arms, bending them at the elbow and craning his neck forward. He knows how they got there - he just doesn't think that Midas will believe him.]

[The staring does stop, and won't stop until he gets an answer. Come on, tell him already.]

[He simply points back up at the tear in the sky. They came out of there.]

[Midas rolls his shoulders, turning his head away. This again? Bots don't fall out of the sky, and people aren't in the sky.]

[Noisy Boy cranes his neck out slightly, pistons groaning. Why isn't it possible? Some of the bots here fly and that wasn't possible on Earth either.]

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