trusthell | Take Initiative.

Take Initiative.

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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[You are so mean?? She has done well with technology. Mostly. Good enough.]

... Okay. Probably better that Cherry does this one anyway. He's more decent at this shit and my feet are killing me.

[Not like she and Bruce are having the funnest of times together, after all. She can sit on the floor then. Nice floor. Good floor. Cannot lay on floor and recount her bad life decision just yet, but soon.]

...For what it's worth, the boots look sexy.

[JUST SAYING.]

[... Well, now she's glad she's on the ground. It makes looking at said sexy boots really easy.]

Of course they do. They're yours and I'm wearing them. I just wasn't really sure if they'd go with the dress, but uh, you know. First thing I grabbed. That's all.

[She didn't get any better at accepting compliments from him.]

They look great, darling, don't worry about it.

[aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa okay she has pokemon to play with now she's

not gonna answer that

you go do that important thing

the thing with the saving us all stuff

that thing]