While the others were in the other world fighting the Surge Guardians, Drake was working on a battle plan. He had two options for fighting the Surge guardians, but he would need the opinion of the others. However, he knew he’d need to explain everything: the Surge guardians, why they knew him, and of his past. He stopped as he placed a small disk the size of a dinner plate on the floor. He had already set three of them down before the thought occur. He stood back up and sighed as he took of his goggles and sighed.
“This isn’t going to be good,” he placed his goggles back on and continued to place the disks on the floor. When he was finished, he had placed nine disks on the ground. He lifted his right arm as the hologram from his watch appeared and he scrolled through the images. He stopped on one image and sighed again, “This is really going to be a bad idea.” He looked around and noticed the group hadn’t arrived yet, but he heard the emperor ask them to talk with the princesses. He looked back at his watch and thought; I have some time before they get here. I might not be the best person to talk with them, but I’m better them making them think they’re prisoners.
With that Drake left the disks on the floor before he walked towards the holding cells that held Sayaka, Kamijou, and Madoka. He heard one of them raging in the cell and took a deep breath and mumbled to himself, “Just remember: they’re just kids. Think how you’d feel in their situation.”
He made himself known to them with a clearing of his throat before he introduced himself, “Hey there. I know all of this is staggering and kind of inconvenient, but I can assure you this is all for your protection.” What Drake had forgotten was he looked like a space cowboy or at least that’s what Cheese said he looked like. His right hand was still bandaged and small drips of blood would v fall from his still healing wound. He also forgot that his Sniper Rifle was still strapped to his back. To anyone not from his world, it looked futuristic and out of place.
“This isn’t going to be good,” he placed his goggles back on and continued to place the disks on the floor. When he was finished, he had placed nine disks on the ground. He lifted his right arm as the hologram from his watch appeared and he scrolled through the images. He stopped on one image and sighed again, “This is really going to be a bad idea.” He looked around and noticed the group hadn’t arrived yet, but he heard the emperor ask them to talk with the princesses. He looked back at his watch and thought; I have some time before they get here. I might not be the best person to talk with them, but I’m better them making them think they’re prisoners.
With that Drake left the disks on the floor before he walked towards the holding cells that held Sayaka, Kamijou, and Madoka. He heard one of them raging in the cell and took a deep breath and mumbled to himself, “Just remember: they’re just kids. Think how you’d feel in their situation.”
He made himself known to them with a clearing of his throat before he introduced himself, “Hey there. I know all of this is staggering and kind of inconvenient, but I can assure you this is all for your protection.” What Drake had forgotten was he looked like a space cowboy or at least that’s what Cheese said he looked like. His right hand was still bandaged and small drips of blood would v fall from his still healing wound. He also forgot that his Sniper Rifle was still strapped to his back. To anyone not from his world, it looked futuristic and out of place.