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Waddaya mean Omega just left and joined the Rebellion!, Hunter?!?
“So, yeah, Omega up and left last night.”
Hunter sounded nonchalant enough while having been pouring the other’s cafs like usually and serving them to the rest of the family. The lot of them half asleep while pouring into the kitchen for their auto-call of the morning.
“Left? Where’d she go?” Wrecker wasn’t following Hunter’s train of thought, not yet anyway.
“Did we have a scheduled pickup?” Tech chimed in, having already spent the better part of the morning looking for his older goggles having been meaning to repair them finally after all this time. “And by the by, has anyone seen my old, broken goggles?”
“I thought you left them in your shop.” Echo suggested to Tech then.
“So what of Omega? Where did she go?”
They all started asking then, not really sure what Hunter was on about this early hour of the day, as usually, they weren’t moving off island much these days.
Hunter turned to take his own mug, thoughtfully standing by the counter, thinking of his next words.
“The Rebellion.”
All movement in the room halted on the dot. A pin was dropped. As to the whom or why well, it belonged to this moment clearly so no questions were asked about that.
Crosshair having just taken his first sip from his usual bitter dark brew, suddenly spewed the helping he had just almost swallowed out, splattering the hot liquid all over the place.
“Waddaya mean the Rebellion?“ Crosshair finally managed to spit out sounding furious but confused.
“Omega said she wanted to join the Rebels. Doing good and all that. Same as Echo did, ya know, before. Something about it being her fight now.”
Hunter having had all night to mull over the fact their Kid had suddenly left. But yeah it was still a thing for Hunter too and soon would be for the others too to digest. None too easy he figured. So trying to act like it was nothing.
“Omega left and joined the Rebellion and you’re telling us now?” Echo too sounded shocked even if he the most could relate to Omega’s decision. But yeah, Omega was their wee Kid and now…. Well, said Kid was gone!!!
“Well… she left last night. I caught her sneaking out so I followed her to the ship.”
“And you thought this morning was a good time to tell us?” Tech too sounding clipped.
“Yeah, guess so.”
Hunter had no excuses, it was Omega’s choice after all.
Besides, she had been talking about it in no small way and built the new ship too for it. So guess the clues had all been there?
Hunter, simply taking his mug and seated by the table all quiet and calm, while the others glared at him with varying degrees of annoyance.
Finally looking up, Hunter tried to explain.
“Omega’s a grown up. So short from tying her or confiding her into her room ain’t nothing we could have done about it.”
They still glared at him.
And Hunter felt it too.
Thinking of something to relieve the tension in the room suddenly having gone off the charts…
“We can go visit her.” Hunter finally tried.
The others exchanged glances. And then…
“Yeah, let’s do that!”
“I’ll fire up the ship!”
“I’ll pack us some snacks!”
“I’ll, go and help Tech…”
It was just Hunter and Crosshair remaining there, as the others having gone on their way already to prep for the impromptu trip.
“So.”
“So.”
“The Rebellion huh.”
“Yeah, that one.”
“Hm.”
“Yeah…”
As what else was there to say. Omega, the Kid, was an adult now and if she wanted to join the Rebels well, it was her choice to do so.
“Hunter, Cross! We’re leaving now, so come on already!!!”
The two of them got up and followed the others to their ship with Batcher in tow. The refurbished Marauder.
Guess, they were all due for a short trip after all! To visit the Rebels and their Kid. Omega.