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Richard hopped out of his cockpit, throwing on the suit jacket that he kept hanging in there while he was fighting. People were pouring in through the portal network on the other side of the room, dispersing into groups before settling down to take a short rest before heading out into the base proper. Around them ported in those that had been lucky enough to be granted emergency beacons and unlucky enough to be forced to use them. These troops quickly moved, making way for any other poor unfortunate soul that was forced to use that method. The air was full of chatter punctured by the occasional cry of someone searching for a friend or comrade. Along one side, through the heavy duty portal, extended a line of robots, monsters, and fellows to large for ordinary transport to handle. He almost smiled when he saw a familiar looking clump of green machines about to pass through the service doors into the main hanger. 

"Take this." he called up to the two Zaku boys, thumbing at his own mech. "I've got to meet someone. I'll treat you later."

His order was met with a thumbs up, and one of the Zaku's bent down and picked his machine up like it was an action figure. Then the two began to carefully navigate through the throng of bodies toward their giant brethren in what counted as a delicate manner for giant robots. Taking advantage of the opening left in their wake, Richard strode confidently into the throng, fiddling with his com. "Hello?" he said, "Test. Test, test, test. Witch girl, hellllllooooooo?"

No response. The line was dead.

That wasn't good.

The creeping sensation that he may have been stood up like a girl on prom night was suddenly interrupted as a wave went through the room. Richard looked up to see people all facing the same direction, saluting. That could only mean the big cheese was in the room. This was confirmed when he saw something big and purple take off and started flying over head. He decided his search could wait a minute.

"Riiiiiiiidly." Richard called as the space dragon drew near, positively tasting the name as it came off his tongue. "Your boys just couldn't help wiring the planet, huh? BOOM!" He said jovially. "They've always been a species after my own heart. I'm wondering if that was the plan, though. Seemed to me like some last minute improvisation."