itsjustagamerp | It's about time, it's about space

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It's about time, it's about space

Characters: Sora, Ventus, Roxas, potentially open to others who want to investigate
Content: A couple of people finally decide to check out the ship's time machine...
Location: The Launch Deck
Time of Day: Midday
Warnings: Potential shenanigans?!

[Just a couple of other characters can join in with Sora, Roxas and Ven, but please not too many so that the thread won't get too crowded and can actually move forward. This may split into multiple threads at some point.]

Sora had meant to do this before, but since discussing it with some of his friends, a whole bunch of stuff had come up that made it difficult to get down to it...turning into ponies, dealing with that dragon-horse guy, singing, and having another experiment to do. Even now, they were dealing with this sudden change to their bodies and voices (which still didn't make much sense to Sora). But, he figured now was as good a time as any to check out the time machine. Besides, with a bunch of them being older, maybe this was the fault of the time machine.

So, once Sora had found Roxas and Ventus, he headed down with the two to the launch deck. He noticed the time machine on one far end of the deck; a strange, dark-gray machine with a series of buttons, pipes, and a single heavy door.

"Okay, let's see if we can figure this thing out..."

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"Huuh?" Sora glanced on the other side of the machine, only to notice Perry crawling out from underneath it. Had he actually been doing something under there? Sora had been under the impression that Perry was just a platypus, and wasn't intelligent like the ponies or the wolves. If he was, why hadn't they noticed until now? He leaned down a bit, looking towards Perry. "Perry, what were you doing?"

He turned back to Ratchet. "We'll look around...there's probably a few other things on here." If Perry had been messing around under the machine, then there were at least some things towards the bottom, too.

He could practically hear Candice's voice shouting BUST-ED. Ugh. Why did this always seem to happen up here anyway? He had gotten by for practically FIVE YEARS without the Flynn-Fletchers EVER catching on and yet people here seemed to pick up on his behavior every time he turned around.

Maybe other universes were just more observant. Perry knew there was no way around it either, considering he'd practically made eye contact with Roxas when the boy spotted him. He sighed, he had been certain that none of them would miss him but so much for that. He gave Roxas his best "you just had to go and say something" look before rejoining the others.

To be fair, at least Perry looked a little sheepish when Sora asked him that. Perry pulled on his agent hat and gestured under the machine, miming that he had been fixing some wires that were under there. He then adjusted his hat and handed Roxas a couple of drawings. Perry had learned by now to keep such things on hand...just in case.

The drawings were pretty good and would explain the whole "not a normal platypus, trying to maintain a secret identity, don't tell Phineas or I never get to see him again, keep your mouths shut" situation. While Roxas (and probably Sora and Ven) looked over those, Perry headed over to the cat-person. Might as well help since he had more technological know-how than all three of the other boys combined.

He looked up at the strange creature, his eyes conveying the age old question: Can I help?

"No normal animals? Roxas, what's-" And Ven was cut short by the sight of a greet platypus wriggling out from under the machine. He didn't have as much interaction with Perry as most of the rest of them did, but he'd seen the platypus around sometimes, and nothing had ever struck him as out of the ordinary with him. But seeing him stand up and pull on a little hat... well, that was a whole 'nother manner, and Ven couldn't help but watch him.

"Huh... He's like Jaq, then. Or even Mickey, just smaller. Hey, can you talk?" But pictures were produced and Ven did indeed peer over Roxas' shoulder to look at them. Still, pictures weren't words and Ven started to piece what they were trying to convey together. "Okay... so somehow other people aren't supposed to know about him, especially this guy..."

Okay, the hat and the whole explanation pointed out via pictures were definitely not expected. A platypus with a secret identity... Weird, but not the weirdest thing Roxas had ever dealt with and he understood how some secrets were important. He wasn't quite sure he understood how Phineas finding out could be a problem, but if it was important that he didn't find out, Roxas had no problem keeping that secret.

"I think if he could talk, the pictures wouldn't be necessary."

When only Sora responded to his question, Ratchet pulled his head out of the machine a moment to glance behind him, wondering what had gotten the others so distracted. "Hey, aren't we supposed to be fixing th--"

He stopped.

And stared.

Because the platypus from before was now on two feet, wearing a little hat and drawing pictures.

The Lombax blinked, rubbed his eyes and shook his head, but the sight still remained. He wasn't hallucinating - and if it was, it had been a damn good one - and he can only continue to stare when the little guy jumped up next to him, giving him one of those looks Clank did when he wanted to help with a project.

"You help us out, I keep your secret. How 'bout that, pal?"

Of course, he'd keep the secret anyway. It just sounded better like this.

Sora leaned over Roxas's shoulder as well to check out the drawings that Perry had given him. Well, apparently he couldn't talk, or he would've done so after putting on that hat. He definitely had more intelligence than just a normal animal. He noticed the picture had Phineas in it, and seemed to indicate they'd have to be separated.

"I guess it's like a secret identity...and if Phineas finds out, he'll be in trouble and won't be able to stay with him anymore." The drawing Perry had done definitely had him looking sad in that last part.

And now that he was thinking about it, Perry was not only intelligent, but intelligent enough to actually try and fix this machine. And now he wanted to try and help Ratchet. Sora glanced back towards Perry, one eyebrow raised. "You fixed this? Man, just how smart are you?"

Well, at least he hadn't raised any suspicion until now. Though at least the boys weren't as bothered by his hiding this as Phineas had been (not that Phineas remembered). He figured the talking thing was self-explanatory though so didn't even bother addressing that question. He had his own methods of communication after all. Roxas got it at least.

What baffled him was the alien cat things reaction. Honestly the humans were handling it better than he was and he was an ALIEN. You'd think aliens would be a bit more accepting of such oddness. But, well, go figure. Perry nods, taking this exchange seriously. He has a feeling the cat-thing would keep it anyway, but if that's how he wants to play it. Perry picked up a nearby wrench and started tinkering with a different section of the time machine. He'd already fixed the wiring so it shouldn't be too much trouble to figure out what else might be wrong with this thing.

Perry paused in his work, looking up at Sora, nodding to affirm that yes, if it ever got back that people knew of his secret identity, he'd be forced to relocate. Obviously he wasn't as concerned about it as he once had been. Being stuck in space would do that to a guy. But, still, old habits are hard to break, especially one like this. Plus, he really didn't feel like going through the anxiety that his first betrayal of Phineas had caused during the dimension hopping fiasco.

Perry wasn't quite sure how to respond to the question of his intelligence. The only way to really answer that was to fix the stupid thing now wasn't it. He waved it off. Not important right now Sora.

"He could speak a different language or have a really thick accent. Jaq has one of those, it'd probably be easier for him to draw pictures sometimes." There were reasons why picture-drawing didn't necessarily exclude talking, but it was true, as long as Perry could get his message across, it wasn't really a big deal.

And Perry? These boys were just weird.

"Smart enough. None of us are mechanics, after all." And it was clear Perry had some of those skills. Ven just let the two of them do their thing, since they really were less likely to blow the thing up.

At least, until something else occurred to him, something that could potentially be a bad sign... "You know... Gypsy can fix everything around here. Why didn't she fix this?"

Roxas had been about to ask who Jaq was when Ven brought up the topic of why Gypsy hadn't fixed the time machine. Thinking on it, it certainly did seem odd that she wouldn't fix this. Unless there was a very good reason for it.

"Good question. It could be that she had some more important things to take care of... or something."

After all the things Sora had seen, and considering the fact that his usual traveling partners were a duck and a dog, an intelligent platypus that could be a secret agent didn't seem any weirder. And Roxas and Ven were in similar situations to him.

"Ohh..." Sora mused, thinking over Perry's reaction. It was obvious that this was important to him. "Don't worry, we won't tell anyone!"

As Ratchet and Perry worked on the machine, Sora thought over Ven's question. "Yeah, that is a good question. Maybe she just forgot about it? She's gotta take care of everything, so she probably just never got around to it with everything going on around here." And compared to stuff like their air and food and gravity, the time machine probably didn't seem as important to her...

Glad that he had more people in support of keeping his secret Perry let out a pleased platypus chatter sound. He was finding that there were a lot of people up here he could count on and that made things easier. Of course, it also had the opposite effect of making him feel guilty for continuing to keep it from Phineas. How long had he been up here and was it worth continuing to hold his secret identity? This wasn't a normal situation.

Of course, working on a time machine was not the time to be dwelling on such things. He could think about it later.

It helped that a lot of people on the Satellite just had weirder things going on in their lives than Secret Agent Platypi. Or at least on the same level. The weird is no longer weird when you see it every day, after all.

"Maybe she forgot about it, but what if it was disconnected because it's malfunctioning or something? We can't heal anymore, if that thing blows up I don't want to be caught in it."

"Yeah, we could be taking a risk fiddling with this thing," Roxas commented, watching Ratchet and Perry tinker with it, "But, it could also be a risk worth taking. Maybe we can find some way to get off this satellite... or maybe just make things better for ourselves here."

Not that Roxas had any idea how they could make things better for themselves, but it was an idea. How it could possibly get them off the satellite was a more important topic, though. On the other hand, there had been a reason it bugged him that everyone was from different points in time. It was for this same reason that he was very reluctant to tell Xion what had sprung up in his memory. Of everyone from his own world, Roxas was the furthest ahead in time. He knew a few things about everyone that hadn't happened to any of them yet in the times they'd come from. So really, despite his words, he was a little torn on the idea of actually using the time machine, even if it could only take them to the past of the world they were in.

"Alright! I think that should do it." Ratchet suddenly burst out, closing the panel and stepping back from the machine to look over their work. "At least, I hope so. There's still no telling what this thing's capable of."

And he was still a little worried about how things would turn out. Not that any of them did something wrong - of course not; this kind of technology was as primitive as they got - but how it even operated, if it really was a time machine in itself.

The Lombax folded his arms over his chest, glancing back to the group behind them.

"Anybody brave enough to give it a go?"

Sora felt he was used to risk-taking...although not being able to cure was a detriment, what with the way Riku had taken a long time to recover from the shade fights. Still, the risk seemed worth it if it could lead to something better for them.

"Wow, you two fixed it fast," Sora remarked. He stared down at the panel as Ratchet closed it, then back at the machine's small door. "I dunno...where'd be a good place to go?"

Perry nodded at Ratchet's statement. If he was looking at it right and Ratchet's know-how was right then for all intents and purposes they SHOULD have a working time machine now. He shrugged, there was really only one way to TELL if it was working and that was to use it.

The platypus was about to step forward and volunteer for testing but Sora was a bit quicker on the draw. These boys were larger, sure, but as Ven had said, they were without their powers. Perry at least hadn't suffered from that. He was NATURALLY capable of kicking butt. He looked up at the boy with worry. Something could happen and would he even be able to defend himself.

Maybe he could think of a good time to go to and then he wouldn't feel as worried. Ah! He knew what might be good for testing and wouldn't be dangerous at all. Good thing he paid attention when Ferb and Phineas talked about these things. Perry reached up into his hat and pulled out a small notebook jotting down a time and location.

[December 17, 1903. Kill Devil Hills, North Carolina] He ripped the page out and handed it to Sora.

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It's about time, it's about space

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/was getting Erica's go-ahead for moving ahead with the machine first

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