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TDM 002
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( 1 ) Around mid-morning, a message from the Augur appears on bracelets all across the city. "New organisms discovered. Domestication in progress." ![]() The wark of a chocobo rises up from the outskirts of the city. Several more join in, forming a charming chorus. And, strangely, this is when new arrivals begin to show up. Beamed in one at a time, scanned en masse, they are processed just as the first wave was. There's one major difference: whereas the old guard was given their bracelets and ushered into the City, the new folks are also given... collars. Buckled, snapped, or otherwise fastened around their necks, a variety of colorful collars with some rather unusual novelty pet tags. (These are just a few suggestions. The typical “If found, please return to ____” is also very much acceptable.) ![]() "You are new organisms. Domestication in progress. Compatible Eros energy will complete domestication." No matter how hard they try, characters cannot take the collars off by themselves. They need a partner's help - but not just anyone will do. It very well might be the first person they find, or it might take several tries. The robots grow bolder as the day grows on, targeting characters who aren't new, as well. "Y̶o̶u̴ ̸a̷r̸e̷ ̵o̵r̵g̶a̴n̷i̷s̶m̸s̶.̶ ̶D̷o̶m̴e̴s̶t̶i̶c̵a̸t̶i̸o̴n̸ ̷i̵n̸ ̴p̸r̶o̵g̷r̵e̷s̵s̷." Their antics die down by nightfall, but for the next day or two, the occasional malfunctioning 'bot may accost someone in the street, so stay on your toes! ![]() ( 2 ) An abandoned racetrack lights up the night. That's right: place your bets, folks, because these birds are about to run around a track while robots sell synthetic, overpriced aphro-popcorn. ...Did you say priced? That’s right! If you participated in the orgy earlier this month, you'll find you have a stash of credits accessible in your app. You've fucked money back into the world, so why not waste it? (Opportunities to earn credits will come up periodically and won't always be sexual in nature, so don't worry if your character wouldn't have any yet.) And if you don't have credits to bet with, why not get creative? N A V I G A T I O N |




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They weren't Grimm or appeared especially aggressive, rather lackadaisical and maybe even a little dim by the looks of them. Clover was a little confused but it was better than having to gear up for another fight. When he wanders down towards passed old buildings that gave way to a field one of the feathery, bipedal creatures starts to curiously approach him with a trilling kweh sound.
Just as he was about to inspect the animal closer he hears a distinctly human voice. Turning he freezes but couldn't stop himself from saying, ]
Yang?
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Clover?
[ the last time they'd been in the same room was before they all split off to do what they could to save mantle and atlas--and all before everything went straight to hell in a handbasket with the declaration of martial law.
team rwby had to fight the ace ops back at the academy, but maybe things had gone different with him, qrow, and robyn. at least, she hoped it had. ] I'm gonna guess you got kidnapped, too, huh.
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Clover nodded, patting the large animal's feathery flank to give the two of them some space. ]
Not how I would have cared to meet back up, but yes. [ He cleared his throat awkwardly ] I'm here with your uncle.
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Uncle Qrow is here? Yes! [ she pumps her fist, excited and relieved by the promise of seeing her favorite uncle. if anyone can clue her in on what's going on and why they're here, it's him.
but. wait.
yang narrows her eyes, tilting her head to the side in a knowing way. the promise of seeing her favorite uncle is a relieving one, but...c'mon. between the awkward throat clearing and how often qrow and clover threw meaningful looks each others' way back in at atlas, it's fairly obvious what that means. ]
You're with him?
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Not when Yang was now looking at him like she was ready to start interrogating him. Clover visibly stiffened. Since when was he intimidated by teenaged girls? ]
That's not what I- well, I mean...
[ The best Atlas has to offer, gaydies and gentlemen. ]
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yang rolls her eyes and turns her attention back on drei. well, that reaction told her all she needed to know on that subject. there's still plenty she wants to know, but the fallout from the martial law order is still too new, too emotionally raw to touch. she'll save those questions for uncle qrow when she sees him. ]
Relax. [ she scratches the chocobo underneath the chin and smiles when it trills in delight. ] I'm not gonna kick your ass if you are.
[ no promises that she won't be a horrible teenage shit about it, though. ]
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Lucky me I'm not looking to get my ass kicked. [ Clover didn't relax much but he stopped standing as if he had a four-foot pole up his ass. He turned and continued to stroke the flank of the animal who seemed to gravitate towards him. This one with its creamy-white feathers tipped in pale green. ]
Listen, Yang... [ Clover wasn't confident if where he should broach the subject when he still had only limited information. ]
Ironwood is here and [ This wasn't giving a briefing in front of a mission board, that was for sure. ]
I can field any contact between him and your friends for the time being. That's the best I can do for now.
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Honestly? I'd like to avoid any contact with him, period. [ yang's voice shakes with fury. ] After what he did.... Not even to us, but the people of Mantle.... [ she gives him a fierce look that qrow would say makes her look like raven. ] How can you still work somebody like that?
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Yes, if it came to that Clover could lock things down and handle himself. It wasn't a matter of could he but one of should he. The easiest thing to do was to just leave, but he remembers what turning tail has gotten him. ]
Because this isn't Mantle. [ Clover said evenly, hands out down his at his side. Less a conciliatory gesture and more just showing he wasn't itching for his weapon. ] What happens to James after this will happen in Remnant. Right now, we're far from home in a place where the machines are unpredictable enforcers that have gotten hostile not too long ago.
[ Yang was angry and hurt. He knew that and could almost feel that outrage coming off her in heated waves like standing to close to an open furnace. Clover just couldn't feel it as keenly as he had when Qrow's pitched and agonized shouting was still a fresh sound echoing in his head. ]
I know that isn't what you want to hear but the alternative is this gets dragged out while we're one of the few people equipped to deal with the things here that could put a lot of people trapped here at risk. [ Then, sounding less like he was talking someone down and more like he was pleading, ]
And I meant what I said about running interference. I don't want us to fight, Yang. I don't want to do that to Qrow. [ Not again. ]
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she wants to scream at him because her words feel like the only thing she has control over at this point. most of all, she wants to yell because clover is right. regardless of where they are, they have a responsibility to protecting the people who need them. a duty to ensure people are safe until the bitter end.
she feels acid words boiling within her and opens her mouth to spit venom, but when he mentions qrow in such a sincere way, she just...can't. her uncle has already been through so much--lost so much--that the very idea of yang causing him more pain makes her stomach sink.
she can't. she won't.
yang, back ramrod straight just seconds ago, hunches her shoulders, her mouth drawing into a grimace. ] ...fine. For Uncle Qrow.
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I heard your sister, I thought we could talk it out.
[ Clover went queit again before he said, ]
I still don't get what happened.
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[ she pauses, looking for the right words. ] He got scared of everything. Everything that was happening right then, everything that could happen. I've never seen him like that. Heck, I thought he couldn't get scared. It was bad.
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Knowing there was nothing he could do when this was all over still eating at him. Scrubbing a hand over his face, Clover let out a shaky exhale before composing himself. ]
Your team, the other one you came with to Atlas - are they alright? [ Qrow was here, James was here. That only left the kids to ask after. It didn't even occur to Clover to ask after his own team. They could handle themselves - and if not, they were in the wrong career. ]
I'll...I'll handle this. The last thing we need right now is-
Kweh- ! [ A massive, feathery head pushed itself under Clover's arm. Nudging at his hand in a clear solicitation for scritches. Clover blinked and after being momentarily stunned obliged. ]
Oh, yes. Hello again.