Beyond the Shadow of a Doubt: Hunter x OC

Reactivity

"Well that's interesting," Phee remarked, leaning back in her chair. Hunter had been unable to hide his "fuss face", as she called it, and had been goaded into sharing what was bothering him. After recounting the tale of Lyra's return, as well as her side of the story, he stared at his plate of food to avoid meeting the multiple pairs of eyes fixed on him. Omega was still on Plata, but the rest were gathered for family dinner as usual at Tech and Phee's house.

"That does appear to be quite a number of unfortunate misunderstandings," Tech agreed. "Anyway, remember that blossom you received in the cave?"

"Smooth transition," Phee said with a smile.

"Apologies for any insensitivity," he muttered, trying and failing to stifle the urge to roll his eyes. "However, Hunter is no stranger to things not going as anticipated."

"Low blow," Crosshair chipped in.

"Alright, well, I am sorry for your pain, Hunter. As for the blossom, Phee and I worked on deciphering its runes for quite a while, and then, to be honest, it was somewhat forgotten as we tackled a new endeavor together."

"Is that what you're calling it nowadays?" Echo asked with a suggestive eyebrow.

"If you are referring to intercourse," Tech answered, unfazed, "the answer is no. We call it intercourse."

"He really knows how to set the mood," Phee murmured, winking at Echo as he choked on an ill-timed sip of water.

"Anyway," Tech continued, exasperated at the repeated derailing of his train of thought. "We consulted one of the Xyloan elders, who responded to the somewhat supernatural news of its origin with virtually no surprise, and she read the message on the petals with ease."

"And?"

"It is still somewhat cryptic, but it describes a pool here on the island that feeds into a waterfall, and if the blossom is placed into the waters and its owner bathes in the cascade below, he shall receive insight into his deepest fears or conundrums."

"Sounds like some weird Dathomir tale," Wrecker muttered.

"Perhaps, but the unique circumstances in which Hunter received the flower, reminiscent of our adventure on Skara Nal, suggests that there may be more to it than a simple children's fantasy," Tech said.

"Well? Gonna check it out?" Wrecker asked, looking at Hunter as he glowered in the corner.

"Yeah, maybe," he evaded.

"Well. I shall determine its precise location and provide specific coordinates, should you find the proper impetus to pursue it," Tech nodded, lifting his finger in the air as another thought arrived. "Ah, also, I thought you should know... I did find a narrowly-published article regarding the death of Lyra and Breslin, which we now know to be feigned.. It seems they were successful in removing themselves from the Empire's list of known traitors, therefore any bounty that may have been on their heads would have been canceled."

"Clever," said Hunter.

"It was effective. However, I did dig further into the records regarding Lyra's imprisonment, and there do seem to be some inconsistencies as to the precise nature of her crimes... I found it fascinating that–"

"I don't really want to hear it, Tech."

It wasn't open for discussion, and the bespectacled clone studied his angsty brother for a moment, then nodded and turned to Echo to change the subject to the training academy's expansion. Wrecker waited for their conversation to pick up, then leaned over to Hunter and spoke in a low voice.

"You're really torn up about all of this, eh?"

"I'm fine, Wrecker," Hunter insisted, face hardening slightly.