Several days had already passed and Rosmontis gained the ability to walk properly once more. Six decided that it was time for the feline to get some new clothes other than the medical gown he had her wear since when she first woke up... and a bath wouldn't hurt.
He had went to the town shop to ask the owner, June, if she had any clothes fit for a small feline child. The brown haired liberi's eyes widened and she suddenly gained a glint in her eyes and a smile so wide that it creeped even Six out. Six told her she'd send the feline to the shop later. Her smile wasn't as wide but her eyes still had that glint in them that scared Six far more than it should.
He checked the time and deduced that it was probably a good time to send Rosmontis to go get some new clothes, moving to the room where Rosmontis first woke up, he found her sleeping softly in the bed.
'Huh, that's pretty cute.'
Shaking his head to focus at the task at hand, he put his hand on her shoulder and softly shook her away.
Her eyes stirred open and she looked at the Courier. "Six...?"
"Wake up Rose," Rose was a nickname he gave the small feline since repeatedly saying her name was getting tiring. Why did she even have such a long name anyway? "It's time for you to get new clothes."
Slowly getting up, she scratched her eyes a bit before yawning, "Clothes...?"
Six nodded, "Well yeah, it's not like you can keep wearing that patient gown forever can you?" Actually she might be able to but Six would rather not let her do that.
The small feline slowly got up and stretched, Six then took her hand and lead her down to the door outside. Once he opened it he saw June standing right there. The youngish liberi looked bored until she saw both Six and the small feline he was leading with his hand.
"How long have you been standing there?" Six just had to ask.
"Unimportant," She deflected, "So what's her name? She looks adorable! Where'd you get her? Can you get me one? How is-" The brown haired liberi rattled off question after question and Six cut her off before the eccentric woman could start talking for hours.
"Rosmontis, or so she says." Six shrugged," I just call her Rose since that's too long."
Six avoided answering the other questions.
"Awww," June cooed, looking over his shoulder to look at the sleepy feline. "So she needs clothes?"
"Yep."
The liberi then went past Six and held the small feline's other hand. "Hi! I'm Juniper, but you can call me June." She said excitedly.
Rosmontis took one tired look at her, "You're weird."
Six actually laughed at that, "She has a point."
"Shut it, you have no right to say that since I don't even know what race you are Mr. Call me a number." June fired back.
Six just shrugged.
"Oooh wait till Renn hears about this," She said as she picked up the feline, "I'll get her back to you when she has new clothes!" June said as she started going back to her store excitedly.
Rosmontis just let herself get carried.
Six just shook his head with a small smile before going back inside.
--
A sankta soon approached Newsprings. She had mismatched eyes with one being red and the other being gold, she wore a black open suit jacket with tattered ends with a white button up shirt along with a black button down waist skirt with dark brown combat boots. Her light blonde hair with black side bangs were a little bit wild and not as smooth as it should have been but she could blame the desert travel for that.
'Swear they just send me here to get me off their backs'
The Notorial hall had been sending her repeatedly to this small town in the middle of nowhere for months on end. All to recruit this one guy who she had no idea why the Council cared for.
She'd actually gotten the opportunity to bond with the guy all things considered. She had a surface level interest in him, sure he looked decently good, definitely nothing to write home about but he had scars. Scars that should have left him dead. Specifically, two bullet scars on his head.
She would've thought that she was being sent to kill him, after all, why else send someone like her to meet with with someone that had apparently cheated death?
But no, The Council insisted that she try to get him to join Laterano, she didn't even know why they were insistent, they never told her why he was so wanted.
'Sure it's not like anyone knows what his race is but it's not like he can fire guns or anything.'
Surely there'd be more interesting people to send agents to right?
The town came in view soon after and she picked up the pace.
'Might as well get this over with. It's not like he's gonna accept so I guess I'll just use this as a vacation.'
--
Six opened up a hidden compartment and pulled out a dusty Pip-Boy 2000.
He pressed a button and it had lit up green.
'Still works.' Six chuckled to himself.
He pulled out a custom armband made specifically to fit Rosmontis' arm and started working on attaching the two together.
After some time, the door suddenly burst open and Six jumped back a bit from shock.
He saw a sankta standing there with a surprised look on her face. He looked over to where she was looking and realized she had seen the newly made Pip-Boy 2500A.
'Oh, this is probably why the Council wants him huh.' The sankta thought to herself.
'Oh fuck.' Six cursed, 'This is bad.'
She was the first one to break the silence. "Is this why the Council wants you?"
Six just gave a tired but incredibly annoyed response. Fully expecting The Notorial Hall to push harder now since they'll end up knowing he has unknown technology. "Just shut the fuck up Ciel."
'God fucking damnit.'
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Arknights: Fractured Memories
AventuraRosmontis doesn't remember much about her past. The second she woke up she was riddled with bandages and other medical stuff she can't seem to remember the name off, everything hurt but at least there was a kind man willing to guide her to recovery...