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Jul 25, 2021 7:15 PM
Riley goes adventuring
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"Well, we have automation, it's just more expensive than abused Faunus. For now." She grins. "We've tried satellites, but Dust loses its power outside Remnant's atmosphere. If you have satellites that don't rely on Dust, that would be fantastic. The scientists are going to want to pick your brain all about it, I'm sure. After the current diplomatic niceties conclude, I'll buy you a couple scrolls to play with." They aren't cheap, but Huntresses are paid handsomely. 

The grin stays, mellowing into a quiet, sincere smile. "You're going to do a lot of good here, I think." 

 

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"I hope so, we try to have a positive impact everywhere we go. Though I admit I'm a bit more excited about all the new things there are to learn."

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"Plenty of learning to go around today," smiles Robyn. "Out of curiosity, what is Starlight's stance on sensitive information, like knowledge of how to build highly dangerous weapons, or people who want to learn but will likely use them on others?" She has mixed feelings about Atlas' growing Dust-based armament. On the one hand, Grimm. On the other hand, Atlas

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"One of the derivative precepts is 'Ethics is a prerequisite for knowledge of weapons.' To get that sort of knowledge you have to pass some fairly stringent ethics tests. We also place restrictions on possessing certain weapons and we have very good monitoring available to us."

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"That's reasonable," Robyn agrees. Now she's wondering what kind of monitoring they have. It will have to wait, however, because she can see a large Bullhead descending towards them. "Our ride's almost here." 

Not long after, the Bullhead settles to the ground, wingjets folding down to allow a vertical landing. A hatch opens and four figures file out, alert and ready as Robyn was on guard. The first is a large armored suit carrying a staff. The suit, perhaps seven feet tall, has to duck to get through the hatch. It's not quite clear if this one is a robot or someone in heavy armor, as no skin is showing. The head - or helmet - rises taller than it ought, and terminates in a stovepipe shape; the visor widens on the left side into a circular shape. Steam hisses from the armor as it moves. Next is a young woman with white hair, blue eyes, and no apparent weapons at all. After her steps a dark-skinned older woman with greying hair, slightly stooped under the weight of a large cauldron on her back. Finally, a nervous-looking, blond young man with a set of tanks on his back and some kind of nozzle weapon steps out. All four take up positions flanking the airship. 

Robyn's eyebrows shoot up. "Wow, the big guns. I'm honored. Or you are, I guess. Riley, these are Po, Dr. Onwugama, Olive, and Gerain, of team POGO, an elite security force for Atlas." The armored suit, cauldron-carrying woman, weaponless girl, and nozzle-wielder nod in turn. 

"Jolly good to meet you, Riley," utters Po, human voice barely distorted by the grille on his helmet. "We'll be your escort to the Headmaster." 

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"It's good to meet you." At last the curiosity overcomes her. "Do you have any rules about running scans I should know about?" In the meanwhile, she gets into the Bullhead, what an odd name for an aircraft.

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"What kind of scans?" inquires Dr. Onwugama as they board. 

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"The ones I'd most like to run are for exotic effects. Composition scans would be the runner up though, I'm so curious about how your technology works."

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"By 'exotic effects' she means Auras, Semblances, and Dust," explains Robyn. "I assume the Headmaster briefed you on her own brand of effect?" 

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Dr. Onwugama gives Robyn a quizzical look. "Headmaster Ironwood merely told us to escort a VIP to the Academy. And we'd prefer to avoid unknown scans, thank you very much."

"Sounds like just a bit of healthy curiosity to me!" chuckles Po. "If your Semblance lets you analyze things, that's quite a gift. No wonder James wants to meet you." 

Olive remains silent; Gerain looks thoughtful. 

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"...Let's hold off on the, er, scanning, until you've spoken with the Headmaster." 

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"Fair enough. So what is involved in being an elite security force?"

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"Oh, guarding important people - such as your lovely self -" the armored Po inclines at the waist, "tracking down criminals, dealing with particularly deadly Grimm, that sort of thing." It's not the whole of the job, of course. 

"Paperwork," sighs Gerain, by way of addition. 

Po chuckles. "Don't scare off the important person, lad! Why do you ask, Riley, are you interested?" 

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"My motto is 'Learn all there is to learn.' I want to know about everything."

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"A noble pursuit indeed!" agrees Po brightly. Gerain nods. Dr. Onwugama just rolls her eyes; Olive continues listening mutely. 

A few minutes later, their vehicle lands next to an impressively beautiful and well-lit structure. Five towers rise from the building, with the fifth being roughly centered and much taller than the others. In fact, it's the tallest thing on the entire floating island. 

Po disembarks first, then Olive. "This way, please!" announces the knight, motioning towards a set of transparent doors opposite the landing pad. 

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Riley follows without comment.

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She is led to a spacious but simply-furnished office with windows overlooking the breathtaking city of Atlas. In front of the windows sits an impeccably groomed man in a white officer's uniform, his only weapon a pistol slung from his hip. 

He stands as the first two members of the team enter. "Thank you, Po, Dr. - "

An expression of startlement crosses his face as Riley enters. His hand jerks towards his pistol, but he does not draw. The elites around Riley tense. "...who is this." 

 

"Your VIP, sirrah!" answers Po promptly. If he registers Ironwood's reaction, it does not show in his cheery voice. 

Ironwood does not relax. His eyes don't leave Riley's face. "Huntress Robyn Hill. Explain." 

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"Yes, sir. This is Riley Clearsky. She arrived at Cable Post Six. We exchanged greetings and spoke, briefly. She...claimed, then demonstrated, unlikely but potentially useful capabilities which I thought would interest you. I verified her story with my Semblance. Her intentions are not hostile." 

She's not sure if POGO are supposed to be in on this or not, but this seems potentially highly sensitive. If Ironwood hasn't told them...

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"I see. Thank you, Team POGO, that will be all for now. Dismissed." 

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"Are you sure, sir?" inquires Gerain, a tad nervously. 

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"...Understood." 

Riley's escorts depart. 

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"I'm sorry for the confusion. Riley, was it? I...heard Robyn's report, and jumped to conclusions. You are not what I expected, but that doesn't mean you're not welcome.

"Robyn, thank you for your discretion. You can speak freely here. What weren't you saying?" 

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"She's from another world. One without Grimm. She has magic and non-Dust technology, but isn't familiar with Aura or Semblances. I really did check her story with my Semblance, and tested the magic. You can check the cameras too, she popped into the city from nowhere less than an hour ago. She is exploring for a larger group with substantially more resources, called Starlight..." 

Robyn briefly summarizes her conversation with Riley. 

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Ironwood lets out a long breath when she finishes. 

 

 

"Thank you, Robyn, you did exactly right.

 

"Riley...welcome to Remnant."

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