[The voice that suddenly booms over the journals should be familiar to some. And, if not, it's certainly loud and attention-getting. Someone is clearly unhappy.]
This... is a lie. It must be. It cannot be possible -- not again!
[A pause. There's some mechanical shifting while the party in question tries to remain calm. There is also a sound
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But this time, there are differences. Ironhide talks of his worlds being gone again. Ironhide talks of a frog.
Then again, Ironhide might have had such things before the Elegante. This could be a different Ironhide entirely.
But Xanth has to try.]
I-- I--
I-Iron...hide?
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[If that's possible.]
... They brought you too, boy?
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[His voice shakes, just a little.]
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Where are the others?
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Th-they didn't... t-take a-a lot of us.
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...
Boy... where is Ratchet?
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I-- I'm sorry.
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[That can't be true. It just can't be. Ratchet has to be here... He wouldn't... He can't be gone.]
[Finally, metal creaks, as Ironhide lowers his head into a hand.]
He... was supposed to be right behind me.
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He... h-he... m-maybe he is. I've... b-been here f-for a wh--while now, maybe-- m-maybe he'll-- b-be here soon, t-too.
[But Xanth isn't sure he believes that himself. Kairi wasn't here. Vie wasn't here. Mikaela and Gideon and everyone else wasn't here.
Then again, Ironhide was.
Xanth doesn't know what to think.]
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[And now that it's happened again, he's left with almost nowhere to stand.]
[There's a clank of heavy armor as he sags against a wall.]
He was right behind me...
[If he's aware he's repeating himself, he doesn't show it. He just sounds utterly defeated.]
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But even soldiers need help.]
Wh-- w-where are you?
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A room. Not sure where.
[Room 2 something or other.]
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["Barracks" is the only clue Xanth needs; they're not too big. But it will take him time to search the first floor, then start on the second, so it takes him some time.
Eventually, however, there is a quick knock on Ironhide's door.]
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Xanth's eyes begin to sting. Forgive him if he sounds a little choked up.]
I-- I-Iron...hide...
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... Boy.
[And he eases a hand forward. Come here, childthing.]
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