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WHO: Echo and youuuu
WHERE: Sh'Ka
WHAT: Echo needs to check on people and ask what the heck was that
WHEN: A-Side is now-ish; B-Side is during the event
WARNINGS: N/A
Notes: The network part of this is still in action format, jsyk <3

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A-Side: [Network][Video]

-Echo to anyone at this point, do you read me? We need a status report.

[As he waits for a response, he glances off to the side, muttering under his breath.]

Everyone better be alive…

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B-Side: Flashback to The Storm:

"Echo to Temba. Come in, Temba- !"

Third time's the charm and it was still no good. The comms weren't working. Nothing was working.

The hiss in the former ARC Trooper's voice dropped off as he stayed low, using whatever was available for cover in Sh'Ka. His helmet jerked upward as a giant shadow passed over him, staring at the shambling bear-like creature making its way through the wilds of the city.

Exhaling a thin breath, Echo waited before glancing back over his shoulder to be sure Omega was still there, relaxing a bit more when he confirmed she was indeed still with him. "All communications are down," he quietly informed her, albeit mildly irritated that this was all happening again. "Unless we come across other people out in the storm, it looks like we're on our own."

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It was so close and terrifying that Omega squeezed her eyes shut, drawing her knees up as she curled in as tightly as she could without crushing the little Barry, gasping as she heard the sounds. She didn't dare look, fearing that the moment she did, it would find them.

But then it stopped. The noise, the sense of something there, just suddenly absent. Very slowly, Omega lifted her head peeking towards Echo.

"I-is it gone...?"

Echo waited, uncertain of what just occurred. Or what hadn't occurred, to be more precise. "Stay here," he replied quietly, meeting the girl's gaze briefly while preparing himself for the unexpected. And he slipped out like a shadow, pistol raised, relying on his peripheral vision before having to turn his head to scan everything around him.

There was no sign of the monstrous being. No signs of recent damages that should have been present.

"...It's...clear." Disbelief colored his tone as he returned to the building, hopping back inside to inform Omega of his lack of findings. "Not just gone. It's like it was never here."

Omega held her breath, not wanting to be left alone, but she gave him a reluctant nod then. Slowly she eased out of her position, glancing down at the Barry. "You all right?" She carefully set the little one down.

Echo's return was received with clear relief, although his report made the girl blink, confused. "But...we heard it, didn't we? It was right there and...and melting things." Echo wouldn't lie though, so it was just strange to process. Omega frowned, looking from her brother to the little Barry.

"I guess it's clear, little guy. Will you be okay?" She managed a smile, giving the Barry a light pat with the tip of her finger.

"We did. It was practically on top of us," Echo nodded, gesturing out toward the hole in the wall. "Everything around here should be worse off."

As they both unwound, he continued to mull over the conundrum. A thin smile formed while Omega spoke with the Barry, slowly dropping off again behind the confines of his helmet once he was able to collect his thoughts. "...It disappeared as quickly as it reappeared. Like the ghosts."

"So it was an illusion...? Or another ghost?" Omega stroked her chin the way she'd seen Hunter do so when in heavy thought. "And why would it be so big? There was something familiar about them though..."

She shook her head, unable to work it out. Movement out of the corner of her eye had her look back towards the Barry, and she waved at it as it began to scuttle off towards a crack in the wall.

Holstering his pistol, Echo hummed under his breath. Perception was easily warped if an illusion acted that real. This is the first time I've seen anything that large wandering around." If it was another version of a ghost, then it proved they came in different shapes and sizes. "Whatever it is, there's no telling when or where it will come back. And I'm not looking forward to any other surprises that may come with it."

The former ARC Trooper's helmet swiveled a few degrees to where the Barry was skittering off to, letting Omega see her little friend off. There was something endearing in the way she always waved goodbye to everyone the Bad Batch had come across so far in their journey, and he hoped it would stay like that for a while longer.

For the time being, however, he needed to make sure they survived the storm experience. "Do you still have your supplies?"

"Me neither," Omega agreed. Real or not, it had been terribly convincing. She got to her feet, dusting herself off before adjusting the strap holding her bow and the bag slung on the opposite shoulder.

"I do. I'm not sure how long they'll last though, especially if this all stretches out," she said with a concerned frown.

"A few days, maybe," Echo estimated, frowning as well. She was right to be concerned about the storm's duration. They hadn't planned on this happening at all when they first headed out. "The longer we're out here, we'll need to find shelter and restock at some point. It may be safer to head back to the ship..."

The girl nodded. "Temba had some kind of safe haven, didn't it? Maybe there's one here too." But supplies were something else entirely, given that no one really lived out here. Well, save for the little Barry things.

"The ship at least has the basic things we'll need," she agreed.

With that in mind, Echo nodded, leaning against the wall to be met with layers of fog again. "It's worth looking into." If Sh'Ka was anything like Temba, then there would be a similar facility available for its visitors. "We can try heading there first to confirm it exists. Then we'll move on from there."

That sounded like a reasonable plan to her. Omega gave him another nod. "Ready when you are," she said with a little salute as she stood at attention. Being scared about thing wouldn't help them, and at least if they had some sort of goals then they wouldn't just be running around trying to avoid strange, gigantic ghosts.

Goals were good to have on missions. And despite this not being an actual mission, they were going to treat it like one. Omega would have done well as any other clone cadet in training did, and Echo was proud to have her as part of the squad.

Another nod, and the clone trooper silently signaled for her to follow. The ghosts on a larger scale were going to add some complications to their plans, but he knew what to expect now. Dodging them and the other ghosts that try to gain his attention added to the work.

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