revivalproject | All the World in Front of Me

WHO: Omega, you!
WHERE: A young clone's dwelling place
WHAT: Calibrations
WHEN: Duration of event
WARNINGS: N/A

Waiting Room

It's a narrow space you find yourself in, flanked by a large console and screen on one side with a pair of chairs bolted into the floor, and some kind of hatch on the opposite side. The floorspace is cluttered with large storage crates and random detritus, the area dimly lit, save for the rear where a narrow, short flight of steps leads up to a smaller section with a single chair. The space is warmly lit by a string of lights, and in spite of the fact that it looks like the gunner's mount of some sort of ship once the rest of the place is pieced together, someone's made the effort to make it homey by adding a curtain across the opening and padding on the exposed bars along the sides of the entryway. Down at the base amongst trash and mechanical parts is a well-worn ball with seams that look handstitched. Atop one of the longer crates is a cylindrical item that a more technical-minded person might identify as some sort of capacitor. There's also some kind of flat, metal-like rectangular object that might not readily be identified as part of a lock where it lies. Sprawled out like it had been thrown or knocked to the floor is a wooden clone trooper doll, although this one's yet in its pristine white's rather than the modified version Omega's painted.

Strangely enough, when one looks towards the opposite end of the ship, it seems out of focus. But if one were to try approaching the cockpit, they'd find themselves in a very different space altogether. One of the crates overlap the two spaces, and against it rests a large blaster rifle about one-third Omega's size. Large windows take up most of the wall on one side, opening up to a dark, deep green-blue seascape as fish of some kind swim by. Taking up one of the benches against the window is a perhaps familiar-looking beefy tooka plush. On the opposite side of the room are a series of large, cylindrical tubes, pods of various sizes, with narrow computer pedestal in front of them. It looks to be some sort of lab.

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Noctis had absolute zero idea as to where he'd stumbled into. He wasn't even sure how he got here if he had to confess to the truth. But it seemed all of a sudden he was in an odd space, and noticed the ball. He didn't touch it, but smiled as he recalled finding such a treasure as a kid and forcing Ignis to play with him whenever he wanted.

Smiling as he continued his visual perusal of the room, he stopped at seeing the clone trooper doll. His blue eyes focused on it and he almost picked it up, but stopped himself before he could touch it. It seemed he'd seen something like that in a movie once. Prompto quoted from it at times.

Huh.

Moving on, he kept a hand on the wall and thought to call out.

"Hello? Is someone here?"

There was movement up in the gunner's mount, a familiar head peering around the seat there. The girl blinked before smiling a little, offering a wave. She slipped out of the seat to make her way towards the steps.

"Noctis! It's kind of strange seeing you here."

He heard noises and somehow he still readied himself for a fight. The king had no idea who or what was here. But then Noct pulled back in surprise as he saw a familiar face and the little wave that Omega did.

Waiting until she caught up to him he nodded. "I'm in a really strange place. Where are we?"

Because he'd never seen this place before and he explored plenty.

"I guess it'd be strange to anyone not used to starships," Omega admitted with a shrug. She hopped down the steps, gesturing around. "Welcome aboard the Marauder. It's my brothers' ship, and our home." Not very spacious, but it was theirs, and all they had what with the Republic gone.

"Well..ya I guess." Noctis admitted slowly. Their new world did have ships which Noctis was used to dealing with back home, but they were in the ownership of the enemy. But he never said that out loud here.

His dark blue eyes began to look around the ship as Omega introduced him to it. "You ended up getting your brother's ship to come here?"

How did that happen, and could he materialize something or someone from back home too?

That got a puzzled look from her. "What do you mean, come here?" The ship was where it was supposed to be so far as she was concerned. Although it was true there were some things out of place, other things missing.

Omega went to sit on the bottom step. "I wish Gonky were here at least. It's too quiet."

Noct cocked his head to the side at her question and didn't reply. This ship seemed out of place, but if she had it here then it was here, right? He didn't recall her living here but maybe this had happened when he hadn't been looking.

Which made him feel guilty because he should be checking on her more often.

Kneeling down a little so that she remained a little taller than him, he smiled. "I know the feeling. If it got too quiet back home, we wondered what we'd missed."

Or what was coming for them, but Noct didn't mention that part. "Still, quiet can be a good thing at times even if takes some getting used to."

Like when he was fishing.

The girl frowned, shaking her head. "I don't like it. I've had enough quiet and being alone," she said as she hugged her knees. Her eyes glanced past Noctis towards the far end of the ship, or at least what should have been the cockpit of it, the frown easing from her brow into something not quite neutral.

"Anyway, when my brothers are around it's never really quiet. I've gotten used to that and I like the company much better," she said, pulling herself out of the slight dip of mood. She picked at the edge of the padding that wound around the railing beside her.

The king looked at the girl and with the whole gesture of her hugging her knees made him worry. His gaze followed hers and nothing was there but the new knowledge had him turn to look back at her after a moment or two.

"Ya I know how that is. I had three guys constantly around and when they weren't there anymore it was a quiet I didn't like either."

So he definitely understood.

"But if you didn't want to be alone..did you tell anyone that's how you felt?"

"No, I didn't really have anyone to tell," she said, shrugging a little. It might seem like she was indifferent about it, but it was the truth. Nala Se was usually very busy, being a lead scientist in the city and all, so Omega hadn't much choice but to do as she was told, and since she wasn't being trained as a soldier like the other clones, she supposed there weren't many other places she'd be allowed without being underfoot.

Noctis sighed. He could understand Omega not telling anyone how she felt because he himself didn't. The king bottled everything up and just when he thought he couldn't anymore, he did it again.

"Just try to promise me that if you feel that way, know that it's okay to come tell me no matter what time it is, okay?"

She couldn't tell whether that sigh was in exasperation of her answer or for something else. It wasn't like she had many options in her situation. She hadn't let it get her down, because she'd known somewhere out there were her brothers, and she'd find them again, even if it might have been a one-sided sentiment at the time.

"Okay," Omega said, both uncertain and she supposed appreciative. Thinking about when Echo had disappeared and no knowing of his returning or not, it reminded her how nice it was to be able to make actual friends outside of her brothers, even if it wasn't exactly the same.

He had no idea what was going through her head, but it was enough in his mind that he could just ask her to do one thing. One thing he himself didn't do, but the way he had it in his mind, was that her needs and asking for help were far more important than a walking dead man.

So Noctis tried a little smile. "Alright, that's fair enough. I know sometimes it's easier to be on your own, but you're not alone here."

All the World in Front of Me

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