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Jail Break! (Action/Video)

[So, with Ziva gone, Fluffy and Abby have been in Wash's care. But, that doesn't mean the behave. They break out at least once a day to try to find Ziva. ~~Why no, she totally didn't teach them how to pick locks.~~ This time is slightly different though.

They brought Ziva's comm with them.

It's currently in Fluffy's possession, and he's in flight somewhere in Traverse Town. Every once in a while, Abby can be seen on the ground in the lens of the comm. They're talking back and forth to each other, mostly Where haven't we looked? and Hey! Over there!.

Then, there's the sound of gunfire off in the distance. Their person had a gun! And it sounded kind of like that sometimes. So, immediate direction change and off they go that way. The comm is tossed down to Abby and she catches it as he lands on her head, taking a break from flying for a moment.

The camera shows a glimpse of someone, in armor...some not-so-blue shade of blue, but not enough to show who it may be. Just...it's not who they were looking for.]

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As much as we can figure out, yeah. There's some stuff going on that I can tell you about later.

[Because mysterious voices and objects aren't necessarily the best way to bolster his claims of being whole and sane.]

[ There's a Look. She'll definitely be prying for more details later, that much he can be certain of. ]

All right.. How do those black and white creatures factor into things?

[ ...someone definitely missed the moogle memo. ]

The moogles seem to live here; they sell us stuff and occasionally point things out. They're the ones who made the communicators. It doesn't seem like they actually know what's going on more than the basics, though.

[People had probably tried to find out more from them, but they seemed to be clueless.]

So this place has black and white monsters with red eyes that attack you, but they're also vendors, have a monopoly on a communications network, and have no idea what we're doing here.

[ There's a pause, before she mutters under her breath. It might sound a bit like 'must be Tuesday'. ]

..Certainly one of the weirder dreams I've had.

Wait, when you say black and white...are you talking about the little teddy bears with bat wings or something else?

[Okay so he's confused about what they're discussing now.]

If it says kupo, it's a vendor. If it attacks you, it's probably a nightmare.

..A nightmare.

['there is actually a difference?' is not quite implict in her tone of voice but...

There's a pause.]

I see.

There are some animals that help us, called spirits. The ones that attack us are called nightmares. You're gonna want to be careful if you're using regular ammo, too; it's pricey.

[ There's a glance down to her plasma rifles, followed by an unseen grimace. The battle rifle didn't see use (yet) today. Still:]

I think I encountered some of those earlier. Spirits, that is. A bat one, and a bear one.

Do you have one? [a faint heh] Does Delta have an opinion on them?

I have two. Apparently you need to be independently mobile to rate, so D doesn't have any, but he gets along with 'em.

[Delta nods.]

They appear to be of higher intelligence than animals, but not equal to that of humans.

I noticed that. [The intelligence, that is.] I take it yours are at the hotel.

Yeah, they won't be happy I left them behind. [York shrugs] They're good to have around. I missed having pets.

[ Carolina has never had any pets. Not when growing up, and certainly not after joining the military. Colour her curious accordingly. ]

What are they like?

They help you out in battle, but mostly they stay with you, want affection. They like it when you play with them or pet them. [Maybe he should get a third one. People are getting more these days.]

[ Interesting though that is to hear, her eyes roll very slightly. Her voice takes on a dry note. ]

I meant yours, more specifically.

Sparky likes to sit on my head and Max begs for treats all the time. That's normal for meow wows, though.

[Yeah, okay, his hebby repp is weird that way.]

[ Having yet to encounter either meow wows or hebby reps (yet) ~~her's will be made sooner or later~~, Carolina settles for shaking her head very slightly as they approach the doors to the Second District. ]

They sound very well trained.

It's like anyone you work with; you get used to each other's quirks. Most of each other's quirks.

[Reggie's knock knock jokes, though.]

[ Were they ever funny? Carolina simply can't recall. ]

Hmmm. Some quirks certainly aren't as endearing as others, no matter how charming the co-worker.

I wonder if Wash still eats with his helmet on.

[Probably, since he worries about being seen more than he used to.]

I wouldn't know.

[ Mostly because half the time Carolina herself tended to forget to eat regularly, though they always had just enough in the way of supplies; it never occurred to her to check if or how Wash ate.

Some 'friend' you are, Carolina.

Something occurs to her. ]

..They're meant to fight with you, yet you left them behind at the hotel.

[He didn't mean to make her feel bad with it, even if she had withdrawn into herself a lot at the end there.]

You seemed kind of upset. I didn't want to drag them into it if it was going to end up being a fight between the two of us.

[ Withdrew and repelled. And never really found her way back to opening up again. The casual chatter between them loses its sway, Carolina fixing her gaze straight ahead as part of her pulls back again. Only a dream, after all.. ]

You thought I'd hurt them.

[...there really isn't any question of the reverse being true, in her mind.]

I thought you probably didn't know the difference between nightmares and spirits yet, considering how crazy this was, so yes, it was a concern.

[Great, he's messing things up already.]

You aren't the only person to be skeptical about this situation.

[ There's an inward wince. You'd have thought she'd learned not to jump to conclusions by now.

She doesn't say it directly, but at least her tone conveys some sense of apology. ]

It was the right decision, given the circumstances.

[for a moment, words hover on her tongue, before being swallowed. What would it matter if he thought they'd like her or not? Instead, there's a nod for the building ahead.]

Is this the place?

Yeah, this is it. I'm staying with Wash and we're kind of at a space premium, but we can get you a room. There seems to be enough space for everyone.

[Of course they'll like you. York likes you, after all.]

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