“They’ve really got eyes on you all the time, huh?” you mused.
“Word would have spread by now that you have defected,” Tamajiki said, “we’ll need to move out before guards are sent here to look for you.”
“Where are we going to go? They’ll know where I am because of my emblem,” Praetorian replied.
You all thought for a bit then Tamajiki spoke again.
“The teleportation pad. Come with us to level 44 but stay on the pad.”
“Why stay on the pad?” you asked your man as you made plans to leave.
“The levels are all connected via the teleportation pad. They’ll all merge together and be hard to tell which pad Praetorian is on. Once we get back to into our normal avatars you’ll be able to make a silencer of sorts to cancel out the tracking emblem.”
“Ahhh, I see,” you mused, “how do I make that? Should I use pure diamond? Or should I use some other graphite type?”
“I’d use pure Diamond we don’t want any conductivity,” Tamajiki said, talking knowingly with you while Praetorian followed along behind.
“They really do seem to know what they’re talking about,” he thought, feeling a little more confidently about it all.
You and Tamajiki chatted as you walked, figuring out your next moves as you walked to the platform and waited for Praetorian to join you on it.
“I’ll have to go home to get my headset,” you said to Tamajiki, “you start in Butterfli3 ahead of me and I’ll catch up.”
“Ok,” he replied with a nod, “I’m not expecting anyone to find us on level 44 but I’ll stay with Praetorian while you make your way back as O/N.”
“Ok, I’ll be quick,” you said.
“Level 44!” Tamajiki called, whisking you all away to the level called.
Once up on level 44, you and Tamajiki ran to the track that would lead to your house while Praetorian sat down and waited on the teleportation pad.
20 minutes later, he was still sitting idly, watching two flying bison lazily drift across the sky, occasionally navigating around the floating islands, when Tamajiki- as Butterfli3, returned.
“Oh,” Praetorian said, getting up quickly and holding his hand out to shake Butterfli3’s hand, “I… this feels like an honour to meet you, even though I have known you in your other avatar.”
“It’s nice to be back in my usual form,” Butterfli3 replied with a small smile, pushing his hood off so he could see Praetorian better.
“O/N and I live on this level, our house is up on a floating island.”
“This is a very nice and secluded level,” Praetorian said, looking around, “it has been very nice to sit here and just… be.”
“O/N will be here soon and we’ll try and create some kind of tracking disabler so that you won’t be traced, then we’ll take you to our place.
“I did hear you discussing options of how to do this with O/N but I didn’t quite understand what was being said,” he said sheepishly.
“That is fine. She is the one with all the knowledge. I’ll let her explain it when she’s doing her work.”
As he said it, you came into view, puffing as you ran down the last of the track and stopped in front of them.
“I’m here!” you panted, holding a hand of attendance up so that they could see you (even though you were right in front of them.) “ok, let’s get to work. I’ll do pure diamond from that lump you gave me a while back from the crystal level.” You spoke to Butterfli3.
Praetorian looked from you to Butterfli3 as he nodded in reply to your words. “The bat on that level was hard.”
“I’m sure you have more experience than I, so I’ll take your word for it,” Praetorian said with a shrug.
“The only thing I’m unsure of, is if I need to make a diamond band around the arm to block the tracker, or will it need to go into the inventory to disable the emblem…” You furrowed your brow and thought long and hard before opening your inventory and pulling out your work bench to start making the arm band.
It didn’t take you long to measure Praetorian’s rather large bicep muscle – that had the BB emblem on it, then you got to work fashioning a diamond link that would fit snuggly around his arm.
He watched with fascination as you worked, and in a matter of minutes you had it created and then slipped it neatly onto his arm.
“Now… how do we know if it worked?” you asked Butterfli3.
“I know,” he said quickly, “Praetorian, contract me again and I’ll see if it drops your location. It would do that when we were contracted so that we knew where the other was at all times.”
He nodded and contracted Butterfli3, then waited as Butterfli3 stepped away and looked at the log.
“It still shows your location,” he said with disappointment, “try putting the cuff in the inventory and it might block it that way since it will be made into code.
“My emblem also shows up as an ‘item’ in my inventory so that just might work,” Praetorian replied.
Eagerly he slipped the cuff off and placed it into his inventory and closed the menu down and looked at Butterfli3.
Your man was watching the log but all of a sudden the signal was blocked and all it said was that Praetorian was offline.
“It worked!” he said with shining eyes, looking at you lovingly, “you did it, O/N.”
“I did?!” you gasped with excitement, “oh my god, yay! Ok awesome, let’s go to the house then where we can hide you, Praetorian.”
And with that, Praetorian uncontracted Butterfli3 and you all headed up to the house on the floating island, stopping frequently to let Praetorian take in the view.
Although he was a big guy, he seemed to be really interested in the view and was an avid commenter on the colours in the sky.
Once safely inside the house, you all sat down to coordinate your next meeting in game and set it for the following day at 4pm- your and Butterfli3’s usual time.
“Thank you for hiding me,” Praetorian said with a genuinely grateful smile, “I do hope I can be helpful and not cause any more trouble.”
“We will be fine,” you said reassuringly, “you’re on our side so believe us when we say we’ll keep you safe.”
“I believe you and I will also risk all to help you bring the BB group undone. It’s about time the person at the top was bought down a few rungs.”