Mission 002 || going back to my origins

[mr_fix_em]

[While everyone else is having typical, family-oriented dreams, you may notice this one in particular to be... a little unusual. First of all, Ratchet isn't quite Ratchet today.

First off, he's naked.Second, he's not grinding away at one of his typical projects

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[existwithoutme]

Kuja doesn't find it odd to be outside, among animals. He's used to the company of beasts, to his dragons, his monsters. He doesn't recognize this particular flora or fauna, but he was created to be all but invulnerable, so he feels he has little to fear. In the absence of humans or any other "civilized" creature, his tail is not hidden for once, but moves visibly beneath his robes, long and silver and fluffy. In waking life, he is careful to keep it hidden, but in the dream, he doesn't think about it.

The catlike animal interests him more than the others, as what seems to be the dominant predator. Kuja addresses it in an everyday manner, his tone no different than that he might use when speaking to any other person. "What a noble creature. And what are you, I wonder?"

[mr_fix_em]

Ratchet had been in the process of swatting away a rogue Protopet that had wandered too close, attempting to dig those sharp fangs into his arm. The Lombax hisses back, fur standing on end when the little furry monster backs off - then, that big ol' head turns in the direction of the newcomer.

He blinks once, his lionlike tail swishing behind him in a moment of contemplation. This contemplation quickly turns to curiously, and he trots over closer when the new animal speaks. Strangely enough, he can understand the words. He just can't remember how to form them himself.

[existwithoutme]

Kuja smiles when the Lombax regards him so intelligently, tilting his head slightly to one side. That intelligent look without accompanying speech reminds him of one of his dragons... He wonders where they've gone. There don't seem to be any of them here, but perhaps that's fortunate where this smaller animal is concerned.

"My name is Kuja. I am a Genome." Ordinarily, he's not so forthcoming about his species, but it no longer matters now, does it? Why be ashamed? That is what he is. "From Terra. But Terra is gone now..." He trails off, remembering the fire that had claimed the planet's life. No, he'll never return there again. "And what world is this?" He's speaking partly to himself, and partly to Ratchet.

[mr_fix_em]

A visitor from another planet, then? He didn't look like he belonged on this planet, and even the Protopets seemed concerned by his appearance. The violent, ravenous blue creatures quietly hop away, whimpering softly and heading out to find feeble prey elsewhere.

The Lombax doesn't look the least bit surprised by that news, nudging its head into the man's hand to rub him. It's a playful, open motion, with one paw reaching up to pull the other closer by the arm.

And if the man didn't have a world to come home to, he could stay here - plenty of food to eat, and not a worry in the world. He would adopt him into his small 'family', and they'd all be happy, right? ...except the man wants to know what world they're on.

One name will come to Kuja's mind: Novalis.

[findmyownreason]

Fenrir ran out of gas. Cloud's not sure how Fenrir ran out of gas but there it is, parked by the side of the road, making cooling ticking noises while he sits in the grass next to it, PHS in hand. It's going to be a long walk to Kalm and Cloud's still hoping that someone will call him back and save him the trip. The one time he wants to actually hear someone else's voice and all he got was voice mail.

He could call it irony but he's trying not to think about things like Fate and kicking him in the butt at the moment.

Instead he's got his eyes vaguely narrowed because he's never seen a critter like... that before...

dang it, i was just about to bed. YOU ARE IRRESISTABLE.

[mr_fix_em]

Someone else came to visit?

He'd thought the rumbling had been his own, or that of one of the wandering Protopets, but the smaller creatures were keeping a pretty good distance for the time being and his hearing wasn't that advanced, even in this form. So the Lombax lifts his head from the grass, oversized ears turning in the direction of the noise. Then, a bit lazily, the catlike alien stretches wide, padding over to the unknown stranger.

Managing to get close to the large black thing - hoverbike, Ratchet. Hoverbike. - he stops, lionlike tail swishing in the grass in a moment of conflict.

Turn around and go back, or investigate further?

[findmyownreason]

His hand goes to the hilt of his sword that's resting flat in the grass next to him when the... critter approaches. He's not sure what it is really. He's never seen a monster like it before. It doesn't act like a monster either. Instead of charging in, he watches it... kind of mosey its way over.

He's never known a monster to mosey before.

It kind of reminds him of Red XIII too and so he doesn't shift or move into a defensive position even if he doesn't let go of his sword either. Instead he'll curiously watch it, watching him, and not make any moves to startle it.

If it tries to eat him because it thinks he's a chocobo though it's all over but the shouting.

[mr_fix_em]

Ratchet has no will or drive to kill the man or rip at his flesh.

Though his features were definately more animalistic than normal, he still had the same mind, the same, sane bounds that made him what he was. And it's because of this that he bravely trots over, giving an odd Lombax-version of a smile.

So when Cloud lifts his sword, the creature moves to the back of the vehicle, grabbing up a weapon of his own. It's not to strike, or to even begin a fight with the newcomer. The guy seemed friendly enough, and the Lombax was more than willing to offer a helping hand.

But what is it he even picked up...?

[connectedsky]

[Sora has no idea how he got here, but that really isn't important. It's a new place to explore! New things to see! He looks around, trying to figure out where this could be...but it isn't Ratchet that initially catches Sora's attention.

No - it's one of the little blue creatures that he spots first. It's really...cute. He wonders what it is. The best way to find out is to get a closer look, right?

So that's exactly what he does - he sets off, determined to follow and catch up to one of them.

Oh. Oh dear.

Someone should probably stop him.]

[mr_fix_em]

[SORA CHILD WHAT ARE YOU DOING. THE CUTE IS A LIE.

The crunching of grass is definately enough to get the lone Protopet's attention. And when it does, the little blue creature swirls around on taloned feet, its features twisting into something more ravenous.

A shrill roar is heard, and the 'pet' is now lunging at the child, hungry for blood.]

[connectedsky]

[There's a loud yelp of surprise when the creature turns around, now looking more like a monster then just friendly, mysterious wildlife. The little boy jumps, tripping over his own feet and (accidentally) rolling out of the way.

All he can do now is regain his footing and try to run.

And boy, is he ever going to run.]

[mr_fix_em]

[Did that Protopet just grow three times its size? You bet your butt it did!

And man, is it pissed.

Except before either the pet or Sora get too far away, a flash of blonde fur comes between them, grabbing the child up by the collar of his shirt and leaping over a steep incline to put some distance between them and their attacker. But the Protopet is determined, struggling to make its way up the cliff as well.]

Hang on, kid!

[waterfell]

[Ami's the type to like cats, with the notable exception of one particular cat that has the power to become a senshi senshi. Well, used to. There's some satisfaction in that tense, at least.

This, of course, is not that cat and so Ami doesn't seem phased by the bobcat. A wilder cat suits her these days. She approaches without fear, and praises its hunting instead.]

Your prey didn't have a chance.

[mr_fix_em]

[He didn't immediately kill the Protopet, the little blue creature still struggling and snarling under his hold. Instincts demand he finish the job, and he'd just been about to before the stranger arrived - Ami, he remembered, from a previous dream.

His tail twitches once, glancing over his shoulder in curiousity, but the Protopet sees this as its chance. Kicking the Lombax in the jaw, it wriggles out of those sharp fangs, falling to the ground and turning its attention to the newcomer.

Barking, snarling, and essentially foaming at the mouth, the 'pet' lunges at Ami before the Lombax can even try to stop it.]

[waterfell]

[She might have said more, but something else... seems to have come up. Stupid pet. Ami tilts her head as though not very impressed by this, and calmly, a ruthless blast of energy heads straight for the creature, strong enough to injure or even end its life. She has no qualms about killing the annoyance, if it intends to attack her. She is immune to its cuteness.]

[mr_fix_em]

[The Protopet shrieks, knocked back by the blast of energy and tumbling wildly into a nearby tree. For now, it looks as though the little beast is down for the count, still for a good few minutes.

That is, until something in it shifts. Beady little eyes glare back up, furry mouth curling in a snarl. It grows, and grows, and grows - twice the size of the tree it'd hit, and far more monstrous.

One foot slams into the dirt, then the other, and enormous ROAR bellowing out of an oversized fanged mouth. This sudden change even causes Ratchet to jump back in surprise, not expecting this.]

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