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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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Terra looked around but didn't see anything else except the robots. "So they weren't here before?" That was kind of weird to him. "Then I'd have to guess somebody brought them in." They seemed harmless enough and the accidental bump wasn't setting off any alarms in his head that something was really wrong.

The mothcat though had his attention but he wasn't going to offer to touch it. "What is that? I've never seen one of those before."

"Not active, at least." She hadn't looked around nearly enough to figure that maybe they were stored somewhere, but then it hadn't seemed like a place for any sort of droids. It was a pleasant surprise for her.

Looping the end of the leash that was attached to the harness around her wrist, Omega grinned as she turned to face Terra again. "He's a mothcat. I guess they're native to this world. His family likes to hang around the library back in Temba, but this one likes to explore and get into trouble. Don't you?" She scratched the creature under the chin, rewarded with a purr.

"Hmmm." Terra replied, trying to figure out what would've made these robots active. He didn't ponder it long though before she was off and grinning at him as she spoke about this mothcat. "So it's like a pet to you? You can keep them like a pet?"

This was the first he'd heard of anyone keeping anything like that. And then of course he had more questions, but he figured inundating her with questions was rude so he'd just have to wait to find out.

"More like a friend," Omega corrected. "The only reason I have to keep him close like this is so I won't lose him, 'specially around here. If we were back in Temba he'd be free to do as he liked, but he knows that area better. Plus, there aren't many big creatures in the city unlike here."

She knew what was coming as the mothcat hopped off her shoulder, fluttering his wings to remain airborne. The creature flapped over towards Terra, a considerably taller perch, and Omega had to follow as she let the leash have some slack, so she wouldn't get Terra tangled up as Tony carried out his inspection before trying to settle upon the man's shoulder to paw at the shiny pauldron.

"A friend." Terra nodded. That put him in mind of Experiment six two six that he'd met back on the spaceship. The same one who kidnapped his orange wayfinder and who his creator said he was incapable of something like friendship, that he'd only been built for destruction. But somehow the keyblade wielder had a thought that the little blue fuzzy creature understood more than Doctor Jumba Jookiba.

But those thoughts came to a halt as the mothcat seemed to take off from Omega. His blue eyes blinked as the creature seemed to look him over and inspect him. And then the momentary hesitation turned into a little bit of joy.

Even if Terra was a perch, he was a proud perch at the moment. And he was careful not to move, lest he disturb the pawing. "He's really cute."

Tony would prove to be one not so easily disturbed, especially when he was fixated on Terra's armor. Omega laughed.

"He is. I'm sure he knows it too- it's hard to stay mad at him." She smiled. "They're attracted to shiny things, him and family. If you went to the library you'd probably be swarmed," she giggled.

He heard Omega's words and he wondered if he would indeed be swarmed like she was warning him. And he could definitely imagine that it would be hard to stay mad at such a cute face. It happened with him a lot concerning Ven back home. He could just never say anything like that, so the boy got teased instead. It really was hard to stay mad at Ven.

"So..what do these little ones even eat?"

The most Terra would have to worry about would be tiny accidental claws. The mothcats, even full-grown, were quite light that even if all of them had decided to use the man as a perch, he wouldn't be so encumbered so much as just find himself in an awkward position.

"Meat, I think. I've seen them stalking insects at times," Omega replied.

"Oh..makes sense since I guess they.." His voice trailed off as he wasn't sure what this one was actually doing at the moment. "Uh..they look sort of like cats." It was his best guess really. But still he was pretty fascinated with the mothcat even if somehow it really didn't care what he thought of it.

Terra might accidentally get a wing or a tail in his face as Tony went from batting at the armor plate to trying to grapple it. Omega really couldn't say what he was doing either, so she shrugged.

"I was told that. I've never seen a cat so I can only guess," she said. "They do have 'cat' in the name though, so I suppose it's not wrong."

He'd seen pictures and that was about all he could say that his knowledge of cats went. And since the animal had that word in it, he figured there had to be some sort of connection so he just amusedly watched whatever Tony was doing.

So he looked at Omega with a smile. "Has to be something to it then."

Omega nodded, laughing a little as Tony jumped too eagerly and slipped off. He quickly fluttered his wings to catch himself from a nasty tumble, giving an annoyed sort of sound as though it was somehow Terra's pauldron's fault before he flitted back over to Omega.

"Although now that you've mentioned eating, I'm getting a little hungry."

Terra had tried to catch the little guy but Tony had managed to catch himself. And if the keyblade wielder didn't know any better, it sounded pretty indignant. Of course it wasn't meant to make him smile maybe, but it totally had.

"I'm not sure what's safe here or not, but we can go take a look."

It was better than doing nothing about it he figured.

Looking sounded like a good idea at least. She wasn't quite sure what to make of the place, but it was definitely meant to entertain or house people to some extent. Food didn't sound too outside of the realm of possibility, but who knew how long things had been shut down?

"All right, let's go," Omega said, nodding as she gave Tony a pat on the head once the mothcat had settled on her shoulder.

Terra waited for Omega but once she gave the nod, he turned around to start searching. This place did seem like a house or something similar at some point, so he was starting to look for a kitchen or food type area.

It put him in mind of Aqua who would cook for the three of them. And it made his heart ache at missing them since he'd already been away ten years. But he tried to put it out of his head as he continued looking.

And then he stopped as he came to a place that looked like it contained a stove. And as Terra ducked inside, he spoke up. "In here."

The girl followed after, watching as robots continued to zip around here and there. She looked around as they stepped into what seemed to be a kitchen of sorts.

"It's...very quiet in here, isn't it?" she observed. Compared to the other rooms and halls of the estate, there weren't any bots in here to do anything at all.

"Maybe they don't know how to clean a kitchen or do anything with the space." Terra replied after noting Omega's observation. It was pretty quiet in here compared to all of the noise the boys made elsewhere in the place.

But he started looking to see if there was any actual food here and for some reason there seemed to be a lot of cabinets. So that's where he started searching.

Frowning thoughtfully, Omega looked around, stooping to the ground to run a finger along the dusty floor. She wrinkled her nose, looking at her finger tip before glancing after Terra as he went to investigate the cabinets.

"Hm." She got up again, lightly brushing Tony's tail from her face as he shifted along with her movement to maintain his balance. "Maybe," she replied belatedly to Terra's earlier suggestion. "It doesn't look like any of them have even been in here, but then if they all have specific tasks, maybe there were supposed to be some to do work in here as well... But how come there aren't any?"

She started poking around the other side of the room, but it didn't look like there was much to be found on that end.

"Not sure." Terra replied, opening a cabinet door and reaching inside. In it there was a metal tin but it looked odd. Opening the tin there were little bags as if they were tea bags. Carefully he scooped them out and offered them out to Omega.

"Not sure if these are tea bags or not. And even if they are, should they be trusted?"

Still, his blue eyes swept around the place with a sigh. "I wonder what would happen if we put one in here."

Omega walked over to see what Terra had found, making a slight face. "Who knows... Although that's another good point- even if we found anything that was supposed to be food in here, who knows if it'd still be good if we don't even know how long this city has been abandoned..."

Brows lifting at the suggestion, she glanced back towards the doorway. "It's possible it might just go back out, but I'm not sure how they're programmed," she said. "Should we try it?"

"I don't know if tea can go bad..but maybe the leaves can." Terra replied, trying to figure out what to do with the bags of tea. It might be a gamble, but if it was to be one, Terra would try it on himself and not Omega.

But then he looked at the doorway and nodded. "I'll go see. You see what you can find here, and I'll bring the tea back with me."

Tea wasn't exactly what Omega had in mind for a snack anyway. She had no objections to Terra's delegation of tasks however, nodding as she went to resume her exploration of the kitchen. Tony hopped off her shoulder, gliding about to sniff at things as they went along.

Terra waited around a corner and looked at one of the little robots. Moving his head to the side, he wondered if it might be sad if they moved it. Would it be? That thought made him hesitate because he wasn't into upsetting things. Would removing it from where it was somehow change things or upset a balance?

His mind whirled until he walked up to one of them much as he had to Snow White. It seemed to just keep doing what it was doing, so he picked one up as carefully as he could and brought it back to where Omega was.

Setting it down gently in front of Omega and Tony, Terra stayed on one knee. "Guess we'll see what it does."

Meanwhile Omega hadn't much better luck in finding anything edible. She looked both surprised and excited that Terra had managed to snag one of the robots.

For a moment the robot shifted back and forth, confused, apparently. It turned a few circles before apparently recalibrating its location and heading back out of the kitchen. Omega caught Tony before the little mothcat could pounce after it.

"Maybe it needs to be reprogrammed..." she considered before sighing. "Guess it couldn't have been that easy."

Terra sighed as the poor little thing seemed to spin around. It was more ammunition for him to take to Tony Stark, a man he hadn't met as of yet. But Tommy had spoken pretty highly of the man and seemed to think that the robots like Omega did, needed to be reprogrammed.

To Omega he turned after standing back up to his full height. "Have you met someone named Tony Stark?"

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