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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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"I've never seen a weapon like that," Reeve answered, chuckling. He figured Scarlet would absolutely drool over these. "I'm more of a magic user, though I am trained in guns. Just, uh, those with projectiles instead of plasma. How intriguing."

"Magic? Like...the Force? Or is this a different magic?" Omega remembered Ezra trying to explain. "All my brothers use guns. Sometimes knives. But mostly guns. But I guess that's to be expected when they're all soldiers."

"A different form of magic," he answered with a nod. She had been correct to ask that. He'd learned some things from Force users, at least from discussion, and none of it made sense to him, not really.

"In my world, there was a different meaning to the world 'soldier' and those it applied to didn't use guns. But I was lucky for having access to my magic here, instead of relying on the Agrii guns, which worry me."

"Different? How so? They aren't people trained to be military?" She wasn't quite sure how else it would apply. "I guess it doesn't have to be a gun so much as a weapon." She tilted her head.

"Is there something wrong with their weapons? Other than that you probably need certain instructions to use them?"

"There are, but they are infantry or something else," Reeve explained. "As for the other weapons, Soldiers tended to specialize in those. They were an elite force of fighters. But I suppose others do as well. I know a girl that does large shurikens."

Ah, the Agrii weapons. Reeve had heard of what they do.

"You need the Agrii Security point for the weapons here, or they can go bad."

"Oh... I guess my brothers would be classified as an elite force. They were only called in to do missions whenever things got difficult. But most of their gear was standard issue for clone troopers." A blink. "What's a shuriken?"

Omega sighed a little, nodding. She'd figured it would take a particular data point- not that she'd really thought about taking up Security. "Like everything else around the city."

"Clone troopers?" Reeve asked, and he was a touch nervous to hear that term used.

"A shuriken is sort of a specialized throwing weapon. I could draw you a picture if you want."

And yes, like everything around hte city.

There was a palpable pause at that, Omega glancing almost cautiously at Reeve as she tucked her weapon away and stooped down to collect Tony again. Jon and Tony- the human one, had reacted rather strongly on the subject of clones. It was obvious she was reluctant to explain, for fear of a similar backlash, but she finally offered a small nod.

"We're all clones," she put forth, not that she'd ever thought it a bad thing to be what they were. It wasn't like they could help it.

"A picture would be helpful. My brother throws a knife pretty well, but I'm sure if you'd meant one you would've just called it a knife."

Interesting. Reeve wasn't used to seeing one so... young. Of course his 'experience' with clones' was quite different from that Tony and Jon might possess. And he wouldn't begin to hold what she might or might not be against her.

"Well, if I can find somewhere to sit down, I could sketch it for you."

Omega seemed to relax then, nodding at Reeve before looking around. "There are probably lots of places we can do that." She paused, her eyes drifting upwards towards the trees across from them. "Just maybe not under any trees," she suggested. She'd seen what had resulted from falling leaves.

The trees. Reeve winces at hte memory of the leaf that would have hit him if it hadn't been for the Soldat.

"That is a very good idea. Perhaps inside."

"Sounds like a plan," Omega nodded. "Guess we won't find many places with actual things to sit on, but it'll still be out the range of trees. After you?"

Reeve nodded his agreement and started off toward the nearest safe structure. Not that he was certain it was safe or that he would be certain until he got there. But the building, whatever it had been before, still had some roof. And he was happy enough with it.

"Woudl this work?"

A roof, one that was particularly intact, was definitely promising. Omega let Tony go to sniff around and inspect the space, nodding as she glanced around herself.

"Looks good enough to me," she said.

Reeve nodded and proceeded to sit right down on the dirty floor despite his nice suit. Then he took a pad out of his bag and even a pencil.

"Hopefully it's sound."

Omega looked up at the ceiling for any potentially compromising cracks before she wandered over to sit beside Reeve. "Well, it looks solid, and there aren't any pieces of the wall on the floor, at least." She folded her legs, wrapping her arms around them as she watched the man set to work.

He was already drawing eagerly, starting with the form of a person because you needed to get some reference on this stuff.

"I shall hope it keeps being safe," Reeve answered.

Watching Reeve sketch things out was interesting. "Did someone teach you how to draw?" she asked. Seeing anyone do anything outside of a computer or datapad is rare enough for her, although she imagines her brothers have some sort of skill unless they got someone else to help customize their armor. She never did find out where Wrecker had gotten his stuffed tooka doll.

"Me too," Omega said, glancing over to make sure Tony wasn't getting into any trouble before she looked for wherever Mini was. She'd pat the spot beside her in invitation for him to join her if he wanted.

"Huh?"

Reeve actually paused, his hand and pencil stopping over the question. That was not something he had expected.

"I suppose I learned by practice, starting as a child. Though my education required me to get better at it, though mostly in buildings. I designed them. Among other things."

With that he went back to sketching, a young woman's form coming to life under his attention.

Mini, who had been scooped up by Reeve for the walk here, finally squirmed from behind Reeve, turning distrustful eyes on Tony the mothcat. Approaching Omega wasn't as easy to accept when the thing might jump him.

"You design buildings?" Well that sounded interesting. No wonder he had been studying the structure as he had. Omega glanced back at Mini, pouting a little before she followed his gaze over to wherever Tony was poking about before she gave him a sympathetic smile. She supposed she couldn't blame him after earlier, even if it looked like the mothcat was too busy pouncing at floating dust motes.

Leaving Mini to stay where he pleased, Omega looked back at the drawing as details continued to unfold with each of Reeve's pencil strokes. "Is that the person you said used the...um... What was it called again?"

"Indeed," Reeve smiled as he finished with the picture and offered it over. finished it looked like a young woman with short shorts and a strange top that was part sweater, part crop top, part tank top. She wore a large gauntlet on one arm, and in her other hand she held a massive shuriken, nearly two feet from tip to tip, perhaps even more than that.

"Shuriken. She could use it for melee fighting and for throwing. Yuffie, she's a ninja and a princess and a very good person. Even if she has sticky fingers."

"She would steal all ya materia," Mini threw in.

Omega was clearly fascinated as she took the finished picture. Reeve had done it so quickly, it was almost magical itself for how he'd made a few lines form such a comprehensive image.

"Wow... This is amazing!" She smiled as she considered this Yuffie person. The weapon was so huge and yet it sounded like this girl had no trouble using it. She giggled at Mini's addendum. "What's materia?"

There was no magic in this, but in the delight that she was going through.

"Materia is crystalized knowledge of my world, which enables those who are not descended of the Ancients to use magic."

In fact... He pulled his ice materia from his pocket, holding the glowing green orb in his hand.

"Like this."

Edited 2021-11-18 01:17 (UTC)

"Crystalized knowledge?"

That sounded like something impossible, or perhaps just abstract, but if it had to do with this magic thing then it was probably more of the former. Omega looked at the glowing orb that Reeve produced, mouth forming an 'o'. She hesitated from reaching out towards it, a glance at Reeve asking if it was okay to do so.

"By all means," Reeve said, holding the orb out. It would tingle to touch, and to those capable of calling power into them, like frost. But that would take training.

"Where I'm from, life is a cycle of life and death and rebirth. So yes, knowledge can be crystalized as life returns to the origin."

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