It wasn’t much of a mystery to know where the short confrontation had taken place, even long before those coordinates were sent to his via an automated message, he knew exactly where he’d find his broken companion.
After searching the glittering halls, he found signs of where a struggle had taken place, the glint of broken glass made his metaphorical heart sink. There was only one way Dynamo could go from the looks of the shattered window, and that direction was down. Far, far down.
It took some time to reach the bottom of the drop-off where Dynamo had fallen, and soon enough, Plug began seeing remnants of green armour-pieces. Pieces that most likely broke off during the immense fall. He followed the little bits of glass and metal as though they were bread crumbs, and soon enough he found what he had been looking for.
Plug crouched silently beside Dynamo, resting one of his hands atop his broken form. He couldn’t feel the familiar sensation of electrical discharge that had always flowed freely throughout his companion’s damaged body. For a while he just stayed there, looking back towards the palace, and thanking his lucky stars that Dynamo was almost completely in one piece. In all honesty, he had been expecting to discover Dynamo in far worse condition.
The trek back up to the palace was long and dreadful. There was no one else there who was looking for him, so doubtless he was alone in his rescue efforts. He carried Dynamo back where he had come from in the same manner that he had left; in silent despondency.
There had to be some way of putting Dynamo back together and getting back into working order. Perhaps there was a repair facility hidden somewhere among the sparkling grandeur of the palace. Maker, his legs ached and were creaking like an old water pump, yet still he continued on without further hesitation.
Finally, after searching around for a few minutes, he found what he had been looking for. A repair bay, an automated one at that. Well that just made his life a hell of a lot easier in that very moment. Now all he had to do what carefully haul Dynamo’s broken form onto the surface of the slab at the center of the room, move back, turn on the machine and allow it to do the rest for him.
” You’ll be back in order soon. ” He sighed watching from a distance.