Mission 002 || going back to my origins

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[While everyone else is having typical, family-oriented dreams, you may notice this one in particular to be... a little unusual. First of all, Ratchet isn't quite Ratchet today.

First off, he's naked.

Second, he's not grinding away at one of his typical projects.

If anyone were to approach this creature out in the grassy field, they may find him lounging about - whether he's scratching at his ears, grooming himself, or just darting around trying to catch even more odd creatures roaming the wilderness. He might even have one in his mouth!

Oh, but don't piss off the little blue guys, either. Word to the wise.]

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The Lombax grins in response, once again shaking that big furry head. As far as he's known, none of the planets he'd visited were called 'Gaia' - unless this was another name for one of 'em. There were still so many places in the Bogon Galaxy he hadn't been yet!

Nnnnope. Unless you know how to get there? Maybe it was this guy's homeworld or something. And if we can take a ship off Novalis as it is. It's been hard getting anywhere without these little guys snapping at our heels.

And speak of the Snagglebeast, there was one now. The catlike creature jerks away in response to the Protopet's fangs, nudging it in the face to get it to back off.

C'mon, we should find higher ground.

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Cloud's eyes narrow to a squint as he tries to follow along with what the furry voice is saying inside his head.

"We're on Gaia. Unless Fenrir can travel through space and I think I would have noticed."

Except he doesn't remember any Ratchet animals on Gaia or those weird fuzzy things with the feet either...

...shit. He hates it when dreams don't make sense.

But he'll stand up entirely at Ratchet's suggestion, bringing his sword with him to sling it over his shoulder. A pause and a worried look at his precious bike though.

"Do they eat metal?"