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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[ratingspoint]

Of course, darling. Give me a second.

[Just...let him look it over for a moment.]

The dead can be handled from the other side...right now I think we're all just tired of being here, so we should worry about that first.

I don't suppose anyone has card keys on them? The white ones.

[................bruce this is probably gonna get really awkward in a couple of seconds if you're the one with those, i think you are]

[cherryblooded]

[Ooooh yeah, that is awkward.]

Bruce, if you would hand those over to me, please?

[If you don't trust Mettaton, and you shouldn't, please trust Cherryblod.]

[amygdalae]

[...WELL WHAT DO YOU KNOW.

There may be a brief pause in here and its clear that Bruce is in fact incredibly reluctant, because Cherryblod you're not exactly on the top of his list either right now. But.

Deep breaths. No need to give Mettaton more reason to snark at him (even Bruce sure would love to snark back the whole day), the best way to prove himself is to be the better guy here and he certainly wants to get the fuck out of this VR too.

So.

He steps back in after having retreated to the doorway, only pausing for another moment before he smoothly takes out one of the two cardkeys and passes it to Cherryblod with a very pointed look. Don't fuck this up, or he swear he will Hulk Smash somebody with the fist of an angry... Hulk.]

[cherryblooded]

Thank you.

[He'll do his best. He wants to go home already just like everyone else.]

Alright, my dear, what do I do with this?

[ratingspoint]

[...You know, Bruce, he is here for all the sniping you want after this is over, because fuck his life and that one probably earned you at least two free shots because wow, did he pick the wrong guy to take out his everything on today or what, but anyway.]

There should be a place to swipe it somewhere to your right? And then there's a sequence you'll be wanting to hit here afterwards -

[He gestures towards one of the larger sections of panel, trying to figure out how to- ...oh, oh wait.]

E4-G3-C6-B5-F2.

[you do chess. bless you for doing chess.]

[cherryblooded]

[He is exactly the right person for this job! That makes him a little bit happy.

He swipes the card in whatever looks like a card reader thing - at least he's not Speedwagon and knows what those look like - and then carefully inputs the correct sequence of buttons.

He has 99% faith that this will work.]

[captainobnoxious]

[SHE DRUNKENLY WON CHESS ONCE BUT

YOU WERE RIGHT IN NOT LETTING HER DO THIS ONE

BECAUSE THE FUCK DO THOSE MEAN

At least Cherry has the idea.]