Titles are hard

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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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[plate_builder]

"Not exactly, but you are a very sharp young woman. There was an abuse of the Lifestream itself that weakened it. Now we don't use materia because the magical essence of the world is unstable. WE have agreed, more or less, to avoid using it as much as possible to help the planet heal. It will likely be decades or longer before regular use begins again."

Which was fair. But at least there was plenty of materia already in the world. People likely wouldn't need to create more in a deliberate fashion, just level what already existed so it could grow and split.

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One of those better late than never cases, it seemed. Omega nodded, even if only having a very rough concept of how it all worked. It was still a little difficult on the magical, supernatural level to grasp, but she could understand resources and overuse well enough.

"At least it has a chance to do so. I hope your world can be strong again."

[plate_builder]

"So do I. But it might take centuries for that," Reeve admitted before putting the materia away. And he sighed, because this was hard to contemplate how long it would take to recover.

"I hope no other world should end up like mine. This one is strangely in a better state."

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Omega turned, gathering up Tony as the mothcat finally drifted back over to her. "And yet the people who lived here can't use it because something keeps them away," she said sadly.

[plate_builder]

"The storms, yes," Reeve agreed, nodding with a frown. "I've been here through them before. It's... Unpleasant to say the least. And I hear that when some people here met Ga Re for the first time, it was possible to see how the storms were affecting her."

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"That's terrible..." The girl frowned as well. "But it's more than just storms, isn't it? Someone's causing them?" There was a lot that Tony and Jon had explained to her and she wasn't quite sure she understood it all. "Why would someone want to drive someone away from their home?"

[plate_builder]

Yes, it really was. The young woman was so bright.

"I don't know. But from what I've heard of the people that ran the Drift Fleet, sometimes there are people who are just horrible out there."

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Sadly she couldn't disagree to that, having had encounters with such people. Omega nodded solemnly. "I guess that's true... But even then there's some reason behind it." The Zyggerians valued profit over people, just like the Empire sought power. What did the Atroma want?

[plate_builder]

"Sometimes all the reason a person needs is 'I don't like them' or 'I have power.'"

Which was sad. It was heartbreaking. And if they were caught up in that, then who knew what hope there was for them. Still, he had to believe they could fight.

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Omega scratched the snuggly mothcat's head, sighing. "Well, whatever the reason, it's still not fair to the Agrii. People may not like the way they were just brought here, but if the Agrii were that desperate to get help...well, people will do anything for good reasons just as much as others might do things for bad ones, right?"

[plate_builder]

"Yes. There is a saying. The road to suffering is paved with the best of intentions."

And he sighed, reaching out to pet Mini's on head. The doll, realizing that he needed comfort, moved to lean against Reeve. Clearly the cat wanted to keep him calm.

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Her smile wasn't as light as earlier ones, but there was some resolve to it as the girl looked back at Reeve and Mini.

"Then we'll do our best to help them. And that'll help everyone who's been brought to help them too."

Would you be okay with wrapping this one soon?

[plate_builder]

Oh what a bright, kind girl. Reeve offered her a deeper, truer smile.

"All I live for is to help those who need it and will ask for it. Or accept it."

oh yeah, I was trying to find a good place to fade off or something but we just kept going XD

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"Maybe that's why the Agrii chose you," Omega said, giving a nod. Most of the people she'd met so far seemed to be willing to help in spite of the circumstances they'd come to be here.