Take Initiative.

[trustharder]

It seems things have been resolved - peacefully, if more than a little awkwardly for most parties involved. However, there's still work to do here, isn't there? Ryuunosuke shrugs after a long moment; tips his head up a bit. "Hey, Glory? Let everyone up." And apparently that's all it takes, though what that actually does isn't something that happens all at once - rather, panels slide out from the wall, forming a staircase up to that balcony they've been standing on. Mettaton doesn't really wait for the others to join them; he just leaves back through that section of wall they entered from, calling something back over his shoulder. "We've got another room to work from back here, darlings, this shouldn't take too long to work out." >Follow?

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[pokexplorer]

...Of course. Deciding to permanently live in simply a new location alone is a very big decision to make, let alone an entirely new world. We will figure things out together, though.

[Now he's just getting even more concerned. ...There are going to be so many more hugs to come. And tears, probably. But...it can wait.

He momentarily breaks their embrace so he can dig into his coat pocket to produce Klinklang's Pokeball.]

I haven't completely confirmed it, but their Pokeballs were in the capsule with me. In my world, Pokemon are stored in PCs as well, so...I imagine it may have ended up working similarly in this case.

[Well, better late than never to find out.]

[pokexplorer]

[As always, a bright light emerges from the ball, eventually forming into the shape of gears. So many gears! Sure enough, that's Klinklang right before them!

It spins around like it's stretching its...gears...from having been in storage for quite a while, whirring happily to be out in the open again. But wait, this doesn't look like an environment it's used to...

It turns to face Colress, making sure its Trainer is there to maybe explain what's going on...and then it sees Tarrlok.

For the first time, its gears completely stop rotating. Klinklang is completely frozen in shock. That should be a giveaway enough that it remembers, because why else would it react so intensely?

Suddenly, it makes the most elated whirring and clinking noises, its gears spinning ridiculously fast from the amount of excitement it's dealing with. And just as quickly, allows its minigear to momentarily leave the rest of its body so it can snuggle itself up against Tarrlok.

Boy, Tarrlok. Those gears sure missed you too.]

[captainobnoxious]

[Be prepared for all the physical affection when you're on land. She really missed (most) of you.]

Good. Now, if you'll excuse me I... need to figure out how to work my legs again. I'll see you later, sweetheart. Hopefully before the portal's fixed up and we all have to split our own ways.

[notjustawriter]

I think so, too.

Let him know he can pass on. I don't know if he'll appreciate it or not, but... it'll give him time to prepare.

[captainobnoxious]

[Aw.]

Worth a shot. You're a better person than me though, Glory. [pat pat] I'll try to visit when I can too, when I'm not dealing with the two biggest disasters I've ever met.

[lackinginfaith]

You wouldn't have to. Not after this, and with how much you've done for us.

[notjustawriter]

Too many people have gone through it already.

[At least two different groups before them, and at least one other, with Observant still unaccounted for.]

[paidinblood]

We tried to see how high we could get paint covered footprints up the wall sometimes. Zagi liked knocking over everything in the chapel.

[...#aesthetic?]

[trustharder]

I'LL DO THAT.

[paidinblood]

I know.

[...That was probably kind of upsetting to hear, wasn't it.]

I'll make sure of that.

[notjustawriter]

No, I don't think we need to.

He'll go crazy there, all by himself. If he ain't already mad. I don't know if he believes in an afterlife, but deleting him will allow him to move on.

[notjustawriter]

Thank you, Glory.

[captainobnoxious]

[... #aesthetic]

I flung paint around the entire office until there wasn't a wall that wasn't covered by it. It was pretty relaxing.

[ratingspoint]

You're going to have to try harder than that, sweetheart.

[captainobnoxious]

I never ran a murdergame.

[... so she's the best overall. There's nothing in how she says it, either. Just fact.]

[bloodisthicker]

Well, I wouldn't be doing it alone, so that's got to help a little bit, right? I'm sure you have a couch or two.

[...he knows that's not the sense he meant it in, but still.]

...huh, then it shouldn't be too different. Well, let's see.

[...yes. yes, good.

he's so happy to see you too. It's still kind of hard to figure out what precisely to do, but scratching it behind one of the cogs might work??]

...heh, and here I was worrying you wouldn't remember me.

[cherryblooded]

You're very kind people. [Mostly.] I've only done as much as anyone else, really.

[pokexplorer]

[Who needs to sleep on a couch when there are plenty of beds to use on the Plasma Frigate. But Colress does understand. There will no doubt be a period of recovery once everything is said and done.

...And for the record, it's really hard not to get a little teary-eyed by that entire display. So he's not even going to resist it. There is indeed going to be a recovery period from everything, but this is just one more confirmation to Colress that things turned out for the better and it's real.

Maybe if he wipes his eyes quickly enough, Tarrlok won't notice.]

I am so glad that it did. This is how it should be.

[Klinklang seems to agree as it hums gently, pleased by whatever Tarrlok's doing. It did kind of understand what was going on near the end there, but the main thing of importance is that Tarrlok is back!!]

[lackinginfaith]

You helped everyone out there. You unified them. This entire time, it's been nothing but people doing horrible things and then calling each other unforgivable, then wondering if "unforgivable" actually means anything. People being hurt and then turning that on others. But you went through all this week after week, and you came out just as kind.

[cherryblooded]

[...he's actually a little red.

And he's just going to reach out and try to ruffle her hair now. Because hugs might still be weird.]

[amygdalae]

[A weak laugh comes from Bruce at that, head still tilted up to look at the ceiling, though if Stan can see it Bruce closes his eyes after he laughs, his body sagging a little.]

I can agree with that.

[Definitely... no computers for him for a while. Possibly.]

[lackinginfaith]

[Awkward facial expression go. She does laugh a little, though.]

You and Sigrun. Most people don't randomly fluff my hair.

[cherryblooded]

Sorry, sorry. Would a hug be better?

[blastiarm]

[It made him feel weird?? He's not sure what that feeling was.]

Yeah. You don't have to worry about me though. I'm not gonna let anything or anyone kill me!

[...though it is good to know Kamui has his back.]

[lackinginfaith]

She did that, too. [laughs] I thin I might miss you people.