1x1 Megaman X Elf Wars RP

Blade stood up and dusted himself off. He was a little surprised how well he had done in his first battle with his new body. He had taken some damage during the fight but it was overall fairly light. Once Blade had finished checking himself for damage, he headed over to where the blaster fire had come from.

 

Blade looked over at the now-familiar purple reploid.
"I'm fine." He said. "Getting real tired of this, though. At least I didn't get totaled this time."

 

"To be honest, I wasn't paying that much attention. They didn't look to badly damaged but I was more concentrated on finding whoever was behind this mess." Blade looked back over his shoulder at what was left of Spark Mandrill. "This is the third revived maverick that I've fought and if experience has taught me anything its that these things usually come in eights."

 

"I fought Magma Dragoon on my own." Blade explained. "I think someone has been reviving former Maverick Hunters that had turned maverick as a way of discrediting our entire organization in the eyes of the public. After all, it not only reminds people of our past failures but also makes it look like we never actually took care of them in the first place."

 

"On its own, maybe. But think about everything else that's been happening lately. The Mother Elf, Zero and this. It just seems like to much of a coincidence to all be happening at once."

 

"Blade Hominini, Rank A hunter." Blade said, turning to the squad leader. "Thanks for the assistant."

 

"Sound fine." Blade said. "And I don't blame you for not knowing who I was. I can barely recognize my own reflection right now."

 

Blade headed out of the power plant with the rest of the Maverick Hunters. He wasn't looking forward to having to report back in so soon after having finally been given some time off do to his new body. He was also sure that Douglas would be angry at him for having to come in for repairs so soon. Still, at least he had managed to adjust to his new body faster than he thought he would.

 

Blade looked down and stared at his right arm for a moment, reminded of how different he looked now.
"Yeah, I can understand that." He muttered bitterly. "This is going to take some getting used to."

 

"What happened?" Douglas asked with concern. "You're not supposed to be on the field yet!"
"I know." Blade shrugged. "I'm surprised, too, but I guess it turns out that I just can't help myself. Who knew?"
Douglas sighed. "At least you didn't get too heavily damaged this time. One of these days I might not be able to put you back together again."
"Well at least that will mean that I finally don't have to put up with anymore of this nonsense." Blade joked.