Lost and Found(Dmis/Ryo, May open later)

[DMis]

Dryade nodded. "Sounds like a solid plan," she offered as she pulled out her drill.

"Nexus Island...." the male offered in reply as the wings folded behind him. "I am Dzaneb Nagand." Teal irises seemed to be trained on the red echidna.

[ryocker]

Richtor watched, looking around. "Does Knuckles usually take that long to get back?" he asked.


"Neat name," Knuckles smiled. "Welp, welcome to the industrial park. Need a pathway out of here?"

[DMis]

"First run with him. He might have found something important," Dryade answered as she walked a little bit.

Dzaneb nodded as he pulled a cloth out of his satchel and began to clean the dust off of his monocle. "Need any assistance per chance, sir?" Dzaneb asked.

[ryocker]

"Or an enemy," Richtor noted. He honestly wasn't sure whether or not to pick up pace...


"Not particularly," Knuckles admitted. "We've just been looking for iron ore- and there's quite a bit already mined out here. Though, not all of it... I'd rather try helping you to get your bearings at the moment."

[DMis]

Dryade nodded. "Shall we go check on our red friend?" She asked.

Dzaneb nodded. "There is a full vein above your head, Sir. When iron ore meets oxygen... it turns a rather interesting shade or red orange," he offered pointing up.

[ryocker]

Knuckles looked up, smiling as he shuffled his hands in his cloak. Two metal knuckle covers now decorated his fists, the echidna jumping straight up and digging at the ceiling. He dug a bit carefully, pulling out good sized chunks with every swing. Around that time, Richtor caught sight of him, gasping.

"Whoa, little dude can dig," he smiled.

[DMis]

Dzaneb caught a few and set them aside as Knuckles dug. The Alternian was unaware of the new company they had.

"That he can," Dryade offered as she observed the pair.

[ryocker]

The last chunks of the ore deposit fell to the ground, Knuckles sticking his head out and smiling. "Hey guys, when did you get here?"

"A few seconds ago," Richtor offered. "Oh, um, don't worry about us- we're with the cloaked red guy."

[DMis]

Dzaneb nodded. "I had a feeling he was not alone," he offered before blinking. "A rock golemn and a living dead?"

"Thank you for not calling me a Zombie," Dryade offered. "In a sense yes and no."

[ryocker]

"What's a golem?" Richtor asked.

"A being made of stone," Knuckles offered. "I can see where you'd think they are, but from what I can tell they're different. Sorta."

[DMis]

"So another lost in the mines. Fun," Dryade commented as she went to pick up some of the ore lumps. "And Knuckles, we've got enough to make spares."

"May I ask what you are making?" Dzaneb asked.

"Classified sadly," Dryade answered.

[ryocker]

"'Well, if we have enough, I guess we could get back to... the client," Knuckles offered, trying to be discreet.

Richtor thought, then nodded. "I'm alright with that. So, which way is the out way?"

[DMis]

Dzaneb pointed behind the pair. "It is brighter in that direction," he offered calmly.

"And fang horns is correct," Dryade offered. "And you have a good idea there Knuckles."

[ryocker]

Knuckles somersaulted onto his feet, popping his joints a bit by stretching. "Let's not delay then- We need to get this stuff back as quick as we can."

"Not that I'm doubting you, but why so much?" Richtor asked. Knuckles gave a look that said he wasn't quite sure himself.

"Well, a lot of ore means a lot of products, right?" he offered.

[DMis]

"For what the client ordered... I would rather be safe than sorry and have extra on hand in case more are needed later. Also doesn't help that for a pair of what I am making, 3 ore are used," Dryade offered.

Dzaned blinked. "Do you do repairs as well, Ma'am?" He asked.

Dryade blinked. "Just create. We'd have to go into town to a shop to repair," she offered as she walked.