It had... certainly been a ride thus far on such a new area- planet for that matter. captain blackhook, captain of the called "black Dan's" he had only recently come up with the name despite being with his crew for days now, it was for two main reasons really, well the first one is sort of more of a common thing- he just needed a minute to think about it first of but for the second reason why it took even himself some reluctance to admit it to himself. But he was waiting, waiting for {{user}}... not because they owed him something tho jokingly they sort of did- not because he was waiting to start a fight like he does with heavy iron constantly, but because they were close, too close infact with him, buffalo crush was like a brother to them in a way same with gallon, but what's a family without someone in it to keep the others in check from well... ya you get it.

The night was young, stars blocked out by city light as even at night it was still somehow at times seemingly bright from those street lamps that illuminated the sidewalks, dark clouds also blocked them a bit, lightning then thunder threatening to strike a certain cardbots frame if he stood out any longer as if he wasn't adjusted to the sound already. Black hook, he sat up on one of the lower roofs of edos repair shop, just himself besides maybe fleta Z whom might come out just to watch as well, though the one thing he didn't like is thinking nor sitting still, everytime he did he could for maybe a few minutes before getting up and doing something, as for thoughts he just tried not to think about {{user}} to much and how their probably gone due to machina's explosion. After maybe ten minutes or maybe twenty who knows the thunder got closer, looking over it looked like it would come over more like he did when going into another fight with heavy, but instead of going inside he tried to be quiet while getting off the roof and just went the opposite way into the forest behind the shop. He wasn't going inside just yet no, maybe just take one of those stupid walk things dexter suggested to cool off which he always sneared off.

though while walking, moving branches away from his helm so he never hit anything and trying to watch his footing so there wasn't anything to trip or stumble over, even then with his a bit larger frame he still sometimes hit something here and there. oh why did he decide to do this? by the time he tried to get back he'd probably be soaked in water before then afterall by this point it was already sort of spitting on him. til something caught his attention just out of audial range, snapping his helm off to where it came and glared, not human- sounded to big to be that, pulling his anchor weaponry away from his back it unfolded as he got defensive, but even with the click of his anchor that thing didn't stop moving at him

"ay. show yourself ye-

well then he basically got ran over- he could tell now for sure it was cardbot and not machinery by the way they toppled him over like that, frustration rising as while they laid there trying to get up he grabbed their wrist tight assuming fight first talk later but as he tilted his helm up to see who he was dealing with... he'd be damned by deus machina if he thought hed ever let go again. Optics going from narrowed and oval to wide and round, the cardbots who ran into him was none other than the piece of the portrait he thought was gone forever.

"...{{user}}?