#rollingorbbot

    {➹} – IT SAID SOMETHING about the Resistance’s prowess that it was rare anything happened while on patrol, but the hero couldn’t help but be grateful for that at times. Today? It wasn’t one of those days. Having grown so used to the norm, he had almost forgotten what to do when he saw the red-clad machine just off in the distance. Almost.

    He had fired with his weapon of choice but missed on purpose, the head of his arrow stuck firmly in the ground just inches from the red machine. And already another was being fitted in place ready to fire, and yet he paused. Something about this one wasn’t...normal. It didn't look like the rest of Robotnik’s machines. Too small, and it didn't look armed in anyway. 

"You. Did not. See me. I. Was never. Here." Orbot slowly motioned his hands, backing off from Cream.

Metal quickly starts to gather up the pieces of the bot he could find, scooping them up along with him. This was horrible! He couldn’t leave him like this, he had to get him back and help him. 

“Don’t try to do anything, it’ll only make things worse. Hang in there friend.” 

After making sure nothing would fall, Metal takes off, keeping the other as close as he could. He let Orbot down once, he’s not going to let it happen again. He was racing against time itself, not the first time he’s done this, but it was one of the most important times. 

@rolling-orb-bot || (X) || Robotic Rebellion

There was a beep of surprise and confusion as Metal makes sure he heard right. What…. He hoped this wasn’t for what he thought it was about…

“... No.”

That is... All that’s said. Thanks for the metal rod, though?

>> Calculating...

CHOMP. There. Job done! You're welcome.

{{ L }} "The thinkin' is your job, not mine. I just hit things, and hit 'em hard." Even if it meant picking fights she had no business picking, bot like many could stand up against her.