Silver was one of the first ones that had arrived to help out with the damage to the blue line. He had initially thought he would help out with clearing debris first. But since the trolley was derailed and in an isolated spot that people were leery of going to, he decided to go retrieve it himself. With his psychokinesis, it wouldn't be an issue. Once he brought it back to where the main repairs were taking place, he'd be able to help with other things or help lift the trolley so someone with the technical know-how could inspect the wheels.
The hedgehog followed the tracks and flew over to Snake Island once he got an idea of what needed to be done, spotting the trolley from the air. Without wasting any time and not even bothering to land on the ground, the hedgehog stretched out his hands and lifted the trolley with little visible effort; surrounding the boxy vehicle with the cyan aura of his powers and levitating it up several feet into the air. No bothering the snakes necessary. If there were pieces from the trolley or parts that fell off on the ground, he would pick all that up too.
He then proceeded to float back towards Farway station on the other side of the bridge humming contentedly to himself as the mass of metal and framework and bits of debris floated along behind him.
"Got the trolley!" He called, giving a thumbs up. "Where do you want me to put it?"
Silver the Hedgehog | OTA
The hedgehog followed the tracks and flew over to Snake Island once he got an idea of what needed to be done, spotting the trolley from the air. Without wasting any time and not even bothering to land on the ground, the hedgehog stretched out his hands and lifted the trolley with little visible effort; surrounding the boxy vehicle with the cyan aura of his powers and levitating it up several feet into the air. No bothering the snakes necessary. If there were pieces from the trolley or parts that fell off on the ground, he would pick all that up too.
He then proceeded to float back towards Farway station on the other side of the bridge humming contentedly to himself as the mass of metal and framework and bits of debris floated along behind him.
"Got the trolley!" He called, giving a thumbs up. "Where do you want me to put it?"