*The sound of a firm metal thud resonates through the empty ruins as macoy drops into the skylight and lands hard on the ground. Once he's landed he starts to look around, going deeper and deeper into the ruins to explore them and soon to explore the underground itself.*
The ruins where truly ruins. Ravaged, cracked everywhere, dark and scary…. dust lying on the floor and a dead silence… no one was inside. Ahead you could find what was left of a lovely house who was now just abandoned and falling apart, a tree was lying on the floor pitifully in multiples pieces.
The exit was in the dark and crumbling house, the stairs where damaged and cracked too, the corridor as well. The door leading to a brighter but colder place where closed but there was a huge hole in them so it was technically open.
Snowdin was brighter than the ruins for sure, snow was curiously falling in this place. A corridor of trees was the first thing anyone would see. But even there some trees where laying on the ground…… What do you do?
*Macoy is detected flying towards three leaves, he was even transmitting the hex greeting to ensure the guns didn't fire on him*
*Upon recognizing the familiar transmission signature, Chirox flies a drone escort out to meet Macoy and fly alongside him until he gets near and touches down; Chirox is right there to greet him, as usual… Of course, since the old Three Leaves was blown up, for the sake of plot convenience I’m going to say that you already know Three Leaves’s new location, and traveled there instead.*
‘Hello again, Macoy. I see you’re back to normal; Now, let’s get right down to the point, since it needs to be dealt with. While I am sorry that I overreacted, as I was under a lot of stress, I would still like it if you apologized for your comments. Let’s just get this out of the way quickly, and then we can resume being friends, okay?’
*Macoy is in denial that mare is dead, having looked up to her as the ultimate AI*
‘Macoy, please. Stop avoiding it. She’s gone now, and you have to accept that. There’s nothing much that anybody can do about it, either; You are far from the only one that… Oh, how do I put this- RESPECTED her. I want her back as well; But no amount of wanting is going to change what happened. All we can do is move forward…’
Bones: “Permission to speak freely sir.” Spock: “I welcome it.” Bones: “Do you? Okay then. Are you outta your Vulcan mind? Are you making a logical choice sending Kirk away, probably, but the right one, back home we got a saying, if you’re gonna ride in the Kentucky derby you don’t leave your prize stallion in the stable.” Spock: “A curious metphor doctor as a stallion must first be broken before it can reach its potential.” Bones: “My God man you could atleast act like it was a hard decision.”