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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
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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."

"I think so. A little better, at least," Omega admitted, lowering her bow for a moment. "Some of the friends I made don't seem to be here any more." She'd had very little opportunity to be around others within her age range that didn't look physically older. Thinking about it made her a little sad, but she drew up her bow again with a breath, studying targets again.

"I did find one of my brothers. He's...not from the same time as I know him, but I think things are okay with us right now."

Yes, Lark had noticed that too, and it made her quite sad. Ikora had been a good friend, and she was gone. The others she had not truly known yet.

"But does he know you? I suppose that matters more. Even if a family member doesn't know you, they can still care."

"Not...really, no. He won't meet me until a lot later." She refrained from saying that there'd be a lot of other things he'd be going through before then, unsure as to how much even Echo had found out himself, if anything.

"But you're right. He does care. We've been going on patrols and things, together," Omega said, lightening up a little.

Won't meet her? Oh no.

"This is when I'd offer a hug, if you wanted one. But of course there is no requirement to accept."

She's glad, though, that the man had accepted her.

"And are you learning things from him."

She wasn't going to say no to that. She'd been trying to put a brave front in spite of things but having a hug couldn't hurt. For all her weapon use and scouting, she was still a kid, and appreciated some offer for comfort. Setting her bow down, Omega looked towards Lark expectantly.

"-I am. I'm sure he doesn't know exactly what to do with me, but then that's fair- none of my brothers were really sure what to do with a kid around."

"Often adults don't know what to do with children around, even if they are parents," Lark answered, before moving forward and pulling Omega into her arms to hug her. To hug her tightly and just hold her because all children deserve to be hugged and held.

"He will learn. Adults are very good at learning."

It was kind of relieving to hear that even under more normal circumstances, such was the case. Omega hugged back, glad for some form of comfort. She didn't like not hearing from her brothers, or knowing what they were getting into. She imagined they might wonder the same if they were aware she was gone. Sniffing to forestall tears, she nodded at Lark's words.

"Guess there's still lots of room for learning no matter what age."

"Oh indeed. I didn't learn my trade or my magic until I was nearly thirty. There is room for learning because we are people, and people, like plants, grow through all of our lives."

And that was the beautiful thing about nature. Even if you wanted to stay the same, there would always be change. Maybe the change wasn't always for the better, but it would always come.

Omega smiled faintly at that. She and her brothers had definitely been doing a lot of learning and growing for the time they've been together. And she'd keep on learning so that she could look out for her brothers just as much as they looked out for her.

The girl gave Lark one last squeeze before letting her arms loosen, wiping at her face with a sleeve once Lark let her arms fall from around her. "Thanks."

The girl loosening her hug was what made Lark release her and step back.

"You're welcome. In fact, I should thank you too. I quite miss hugs myself. Perhaps you will seek me out from time to time so I can have one?"

Because yes, she did believe in affection, but Lark also knew from helping raise children that sometimes you had to offer what they needed as if it was something you needed from them to make them feel like they could do it. It made sense, they didn't want to seem needy, or couldn't admit to their own needs.

Or worse, they had been around adults who treated such needs as unimportant.

In Omega's case, it was more a matter of none of her brothers really being exposed to that sort of level of family. Clones had sorted out brotherly bonding well enough, but save for the young soldiers in training, they had no real experience with children, much less a young girl who wasn't a soldier. Wrecker was the easiest for Omega to connect with since he was practically a giant child himself, but she understood that they were all still feeling their way around things. She was too. This was her first experience with so many people who weren't clones or scientists.

"I'd like that," she said to Lark, her smile broadening at that.

"Well that will make two of us," she smiled. "And of course you're welcome to hug Bear too. He's used to so much more affection than I can always provide. When my hands are busy with thread, I can't give him the attention he deserves."

If she could encourage as many children to interact with the dog as possible, they would all be happier.

The girl grinned, glancing over at their dozing furry friends. "He does look very huggable," she said. Clearly she'd be more than happy to offer Little Bear his share of hugs.

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