“I don’t have the technology nor the patience to develop it.” Prophet says as Corvus exits from the lab. “Oh, hello.” Corvus says. “I didn’t know we had guests.” “We do-“ A bluish/white and cheery ball of light materializes in the control room. “Oh, hello.” The Oracle says. “I didn’t know you had guests.” “I don’t!” Prophet snaps. “Okay then.” The Oracle floats toward Corvus. “You. You’re needed elsewhere. There’s a universe where my agent needs Xia to assist him and their leader just got vaporized. He was an alternate version of you, so you’ll be perfect for a replacement.” Corvus responds, “Sounds fun, but me and Prophet have a Nanite problem to handle. Teridax and his forces seem to have gone ‘underground’ so to speak. My help is needed here. Besides, they would likely follow me to the next dimension I go to.” “Mmmmmmmmm no.” The Oracle says with his usual cheery demeanor. “You’re going. Enjoy the trip and tell Metru I say hello.” “Wait a mi- “ Corvus is teleported away in a blue light. He turns toward Prophet, “I’ll return him later. Enjoy your guests.” The Oracle dissipates in his usual way.
Vodach:"Er...ok...I know a guy with a Mask of Memories if that helps?"
“I don’t have the technology nor the patience to develop it.” Prophet says as Corvus exits from the lab. “Oh, hello.” Corvus says. “I didn’t know we had guests.” “We do-“ A bluish/white and cheery ball of light materializes in the control room. “Oh, hello.” The Oracle says. “I didn’t know you had guests.” “I don’t!” Prophet snaps. “Okay then.” The Oracle floats toward Corvus. “You. You’re needed elsewhere. There’s a universe where my agent needs Xia to assist him and their leader just got vaporized. He was an alternate version of you, so you’ll be perfect for a replacement.” Corvus responds, “Sounds fun, but me and Prophet have a Nanite problem to handle. Teridax and his forces seem to have gone ‘underground’ so to speak. My help is needed here. Besides, they would likely follow me to the next dimension I go to.” “Mmmmmmmmm no.” The Oracle says with his usual cheery demeanor. “You’re going. Enjoy the trip and tell Metru I say hello.” “Wait a mi- “ Corvus is teleported away in a blue light. He turns toward Prophet, “I’ll return him later. Enjoy your guests.” The Oracle dissipates in his usual way.
Vodach:"Er...ok...I know a guy with a Mask of Memories if that helps?"
Propheta mutters something about not having any guests, before he turns around and takes a moment to think. His head perks up after a moment and he turns back around. “How about I just send you on your way and back to the surface, in exchange you’ll owe me a favor some day?”
Vodach:"Er...ok...I know a guy with a Mask of Memories if that helps?"
Propheta mutters something about not having any guests, before he turns around and takes a moment to think. His head perks up after a moment and he turns back around. “How about I just send you on your way and back to the surface, in exchange you’ll owe me a favor some day?”
Propheta mutters something about not having any guests, before he turns around and takes a moment to think. His head perks up after a moment and he turns back around. “How about I just send you on your way and back to the surface, in exchange you’ll owe me a favor some day?”
Vodach:"Yeah, sure"
“Alright then. Remember our debt. I may need it la-“ Propheta dialogue is cut off as a new portal open in The Facility, some kind of advanced robot stepping through. Say hello to Reaver. “Hello, I take it you are Prophet?” Reaver says. “Yes. You mind telling me why I keep getting guests?” “The Oracle sent me. I am here to let you know to expect to see some more ‘guests’ here. He has assembled a team and wishes this to be the primary housing facility for them.” “A team? That brings back memories. If Oracle sent you, who made you?” “My maker was a Vortixx known as Frost.” Prophets head cocks to the side, “That’s impossible. Frost got stuck in a time loop where he would keep dying for eternity.” “I can’t say as to my makers history, only my own.” “Hrm. Alright. Who’s on this team anyways? Anyone I know? If you know someone named Frost, you may be familiar with a Toa named Metru Nui.” Prophet scoffs, “There’s a name I haven’t heard in years. Be in your way, just as these others will be.” A portal opens up beneath the group from Prime 2, sending them to New Artahka. Reaver nods and leaves for a different universe through his own portal. Prophet just sits and slumps in his chair. He sighs, “Yay. More guests on their way.”
Prophet sits in a chair, staring at the holomap. He watches the goings on of Avkra-Metru from secret cameras. He’s clearly irritated. A portal reopens, Reaver coming through and The Oracle materializing beside him. Reaver speaks first, “The evidence of Corvus death has been erased from that universe. It’s all hearsay now.” “I know.” The Oracle says with a slight touch of condescension. “Of course you did. Did you take any matters yourself to ensure the transition?” “Obviously. In anticipation of torture or a Rode being used, I’ve told Corvus false information so as to prevent our threads from being unraveled. He’s been told it was a replicant that was killed and so that’s what he’ll tell them. I’ll leave you two to each other’s company.” The Oracle once more dissipates, leaving Prophet and Reaver alone. Prophet still says nothing.