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Titles are hard

WHO: Omega, Tony the Mothcat and whoever's in Sh'Ka
WHERE: Sh'Ka
WHAT: Not getting into any trouble, honest!
WHEN: During the Apocalypse in Temba
WARNINGS: N/A
NOTES: Will match pose pref!

i. General Exploration
Omega hadn't meant for her trip to the other city to be as long as it was, but there was nothing to do about the train being inoperational, nor the comms ceasing to send out. She could only hope that Echo wasn't worrying too much about her absence, but she'd been sure to let him know where she was going beforehand at the very least, and she wasn't alone. There had been others aboard the train at the time. Maybe they're still around.

Even knowing that there are others from Temba here in Sh'Ka, it's still an entire city. Things are still quiet, and the young clone tries to remember to be cautious as she goes about her exploring. She fancies herself out patrolling, wandering along the streets, keeping nearer to buildings. At times she comes to a halt by the edge of a wall, holding up a fist the way someone would signal for a halt to their troops. Except the only one with her is a rambunctious little mothcat on a harness who never fails to leap on ahead, oblivious to her intents. And with a sigh and a shake of her head, Omega could only follow after. "Tony, we're definitely going to have to work on some things."

ii. Estate
It was the mothcat who noticed the activity at the estate. Perking, Tony hadn't waited to take off like a little kite gliding along with the girl trailing behind him. He'd started to take to the harness, which at least assured Omega that the flying fuzzball would stay within sight. The last thing she wants is have Jon get mad at her for not looking after the mothcat.

"Whoa... what's going on here?" she marvels, spying the grounds-keeping robots as they buzz about their work. She's never seen any droids like these before. After catching Tony making an attempt at pouncing the busy bots, she decides to keep a hold of him as she enters the estate building itself.

It's not a building she's ventured into during her previous visits, but it's definitely more lively with all the robots at work. It puts her at ease, even if they aren't very talkative. She might wear herself out following them as they go about setting up furniture, so if one doesn't catch her poking about after them, perhaps they'll come upon her napping on a pile of bedding left in one of the rooms with a mothcat curled up beside her.

iii. Target Practice
With danger of falling leaves and so many trees around, it was difficult to find a suitable spot for practicing with her bow. Omega finally settles for using the quarry. She's chalked out some wibbly targets here and there along varying levels where she could find a decent surface that jutted up. To hopefully keep Tony busy, she's found him a box from the estate to play in. Hopefully the robots won't miss it.

The girl extends her energy bow, taking aim at one of the farther targets before pulling back and then releasing a shot of violet energy. She makes a slight face as it clips the edge of the target. She's out of practice and can only imagine what Echo would say.

iv. Wildcard
Choose your own adventure!

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Tony, was it? So not unlike their creative engineer gentleman. How intriguing. And probably a coincidence. Little Bear, in the mean time, at at Lark's feet, trying to look small which was not easy for a dog his size.

"I came when the darkness came over Temba. I was walking Little Bear and we happened to be at the station. The weather was ominious, so I sought the nearest shelter. I wasn't expecting..."

There was so much going on, and she had fled. Which was rpobably wrong.

"The train will be off for a while I fear."

That was apparently news to Omega. Her brows lifted at that, and not without a little concern coloring her face. "Darkness? What do you mean? Was there a storm?" she asked. That the train was possibly out of operation because of it was definitely worrying.

"I should contact Echo and tell him I'm still here," she said, letting Tony slip from her hands and glide to the ground as she pulled out her tablet. The mothcat sunk to the ground almost mirroring Little Bear's position as he continued to watch the big dog.

"There was darkness like a storm rolling in," she said, her hand coming to her chest as some comfort while she remembered what happened.

"The storms here, they are supposed to be very bad. I have heard they shut down electronics. Likely that is why we can't reach them now. The communications system doesn't work to reach them, and the train will not travel."

The girl was clearly missing someone too. Lark was worried over Kaz, and Tony. She feared what might happen with Jon if something messed with his ability to control himself.

Little Bear was too distracted by the mothcat to care about her distress right now though. His tail started to wag vigorously enough to shake his backside. Was it play time?

That didn't make Omega feel any better. She tapped at the buttons on-screen. "Oh no," she groaned, glancing at Lark. Still, she had to try. "Echo? Can you hear me? It's me, Omega- I'm still in the other city. Don't worry, I'm all right. ...please be okay."

The thought that something was going on back in Temba was troubling, and she didn't like the feeling that settled in her stomach. Not only her brother, but her other friends could still be there, some the very same that had passed through Lark's thoughts then.

Tony the mothcat seemed to pick up on Little Bear's growing excitement, his own tail swishing back and forth as he started to gather himself up. He crept a little closer, inching to one side, then the other.

She wished she knew if the young woman would take a hug for comfort. It wasn't something always accepted when given unprompted, so she had to hold back. For now.

"I have tried working with the 'signal' to boost it. However even with the datapoint I do not believe I am the best at working with these 'communicators'. I am sorry. But I shall do what I can to listen for them and for news."

Beyond their drama was the animals, and with the mothcat prowling closer Little Bear's body language change. His backside rose in the air as he pushed himself to his feet. And then he was standing, and dipping down into a play bow. Play? Was it play time?

Omega held the tablet tightly, staring at it as though she could will her message to go through, or receive a response. She looked up at Lark worriedly before giving a reluctant nod as she tucked the device away. "I don't suppose we can use any of the ships either? But I don't know if any of them are still here, or if someone might've brought one over before the train stopped running."

Their fuzzy companions were blissfully oblivious, it seemed. The mothcat fluttered up with a hop, dropping down just in front of Little Bear to bat at him with a curious paw. The movement seemed a little clumsy as he sat back on his haunches, barely keeping balanced with his wings outstretched as he pawed at the big dog.

"I do not know of the ships, but the train is down," she answered, and that distressed her. The thing had moved like clockwork since the Agrii had fixed it. This was not a good thing. "And it's too far for me to reach with magic, especially since I was never good at scrying."

There was something wonderful about being a dog, though. He didn't need to worry when his human was happily occupied, and with a new playmate he was happy. Even let the little thing paw at his face before he bounced back a step.

"Probably wouldn't do us much good unless we had a pilot around anyway," Omega admitted reluctantly. She wasn't sure how many people who were pilots were still around. "I don't suppose you've seen anyone else around? Maybe Poe and BeeBee-Eight?" It would have been easier to get a headcount of who was in the area if the network was still working, but unfortunately that wouldn't be the case what with the main source out.

Tony had to drop down on all fours again, semi-startled by the large dog's hop back. It wasn't for very long, as already the mothcat started trying to circle around for a better angle of attack, so to speak.

Yes, that was very true. And Lark didn't know if there were any pilots around in this city.

"I have not seen the ones you speak of. I have not met them I think. I am sorry. I wish I did."

The mothcat started to stalk around him and Little Bear happily bounced to keep turning to see the other.

"Oh..." She tried not to look too disappointed at that. It wasn't like it was easy to come across people here. Without a working comm system you were pretty much left up to chance.

The girl glanced over just as Tony started bounding the other way, his tactics foiled by Little Bear starting to turn about after him. She couldn't quite stifle a giggle at that, even as the mothcat gave up trying to find an opening and fluttered his wings for extra height as he threw himself at the much larger dog.

It didn't help that Lark didn't know people to start with.

"We could look together if you want, but I wouldn't want to interrupt your target practice more than we already are doing."

Such as how Little Bear is doing it now with his showy toppling over because he clearly was seeing Tony as a pup that needed the confidence boost of taking him down.

"It's fine. I'll probably have time to do it again later," the girl reassured. It didn't seem like her set up targets would go anywhere either, at least.

Tony playfully wrestled Little Bear to the floor- or at least that was how he saw it as the big dog went down. The mothcat was attempting to look fierce at his successful attempt, opening his mouth to show his tiny teeth in an attempt at menace, which dissolved in short order as he decided that it was rather time for snuggles instead, taking a fancy to the dog's curly coat.

Well, there weren't trees around dropping their terrible leaves, so there was a higher chance they would stay here than they would elsewhere.

"Yes, but it seems we are bound to this spot for a while, as our companions are playing. So perhaps you can demonstrate some of your skill? I promise to be respectful and attentive."

Very brave and successful, not-a-cat-creature. Little Bear laid on his side, his tail thumping in delight. Once Tony clearly made signs of wanting to snuggle in the dog started to squirm though, working to tuck his legs more comfortably under him.

Tony rolled off at Little Bear's shift in position, looking confused a moment before he returned to trying to wedge himself against the dog once the other had settled again. Omega laughed.

"I guess that's not such a bad thing. It's hard to do things without finding something to keep Tony occupied," she said. "You'll keep an eye on him, right?" she asked Little Bear directly then, smiling. Not that she doubted the dog's ability. He was being very good about taking care of the little mothcat as it was. If he allowed for a hug afterwards, he'd certainly be getting one from the girl.

Omega slipped her bow from behind her once again, extending it as she started towards the position she'd set up for herself where she could see all her targets.

Once Tony was settled in Little Bear gave a soft woof and closed his eyes. Clearly it was nap time and he wasn't going to argue.

"I think he can probably handle Tony. Bear helped raise a number of children," Lark noted with a smile. Granted those children had raised him as well and he clearly missed them dearly. There was little she could do that. Lark was definitely going to give him a treat later for the good behavior.

"So, where are your arrows?"

"Aww..." Omega smiled at the fuzzy pair. To Lark, she patted the bow, looking back out at one of the targets off to the side.

"They form automatically. Once I pull this back, it'll charge up and load. All I have to do is aim and release it." She held her bow arm up, pulling at the end mechanism which appeared to slide back, pulling the electric violet energy with it, funneling through the center to form a point at the open end. Omega took aim at the target she'd been eyeing, loosing the bolt. It wasn't a bullseye, but she was glad she'd at least hit within the rings.

"How intriguing. It seems almost like magic," she said, clearly in awe of this. That said she truly didn't understand the technology, so to her it had to be magic.

"And your shot is very good."

"I guess in a way it could look like that," Omega admitted, smiling briefly at Lark. "I couldn't tell you exactly how it works, but it's probably a lot more complicated than actually using it."

She took aim again, letting another shot fly with a little better result. "I haven't really used it since I got here. When I first started out, I had a hard time holding it once I pulled back."

"Is it perhaps not a suitable draw weight for you?" Lark asked, thoughtful at her comment. She knew enough about archery to understand that might be a factor. However she wasn't certain, given it was clearly something different going on than a normal bow.

The girl made a slight face. "Cid just said that my arms were like noodles so I had to work on my strength. Practice has been helping. The other problem was distractions."

"I haven't met Cid yet," Lark said, not knowing that the man wasn't here. But she was sad to know she had failed to meet people yet again.

"Distractions?"

"Oh, I don't think you would unless she ended up here," Omega explained. "She runs a bar on Ord Mantell. We do jobs for her so we can have credits for supplies and rations."

The girl took aim again, choosing one of the targets situated more towards the center from where she stood. "Yeah, Echo's the one who told me I need to learn tune out distractions, otherwise I wouldn't be able to focus on where I was aiming," she said, letting the violet bolt go. She smiled, obviously satisfied with her shot.

From the sound of it the woman was a broker for potentially questionable activity, but she wasn't about to judge a child for getting involved with such things when it was likely those around her who took her into such potential danger. And she didn't even know if it would be danger she supposed.

"Would it be easier for you if I was silent? I'm not sure I'm quite good at being a reasonable distraction."

Lark's assumption of Cid wasn't wrong at all. The Trandoshan was an info broker and it probably wouldn't have been surprising to find out she'd been a former bounty hunter herself considering her species. True, the jobs Cid offered weren't exactly milk runs, but when those she was employing were soldiers, that danger was a part of the equation wasn't all that surprising, and Omega never minded so long as she got to go along with her squad.

"No, it's fine either way. I wasn't asking you to be a literal distraction," the girl laughed as she drew again, picking her target. She was already feeling comfortable with the bow again.

"You truly are a good shot though. It makes me contemplate taking up the bow myself, but..."

Well, she needed her fingers to be in certain condition to work with cloth.

"Are you doing better here than when you arrived? You seemed so lost. It sounds like you even found one of your brothers."

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sometimes life denies you notifs.

life's terrible like that

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