Patting off some dust from her gloves, Terra crossed her arms as she watched Carbide jump about, excited from the rush her triple-deletion shot gave her. Expending much of her energy before coming back to Terra, Carbide excitedly tugged at Terra's arm, motioning her to go forward. "C'mon, I wanna go and fight more viruses! C'moooon!" she pestered, eliciting only a hesitant grin and a quiet resistance from her Navigator.
Soon after, she came to the coordinate location Scarlet had given her, which had a pink-scheme NormalNavi standing around, playing with some projection in front of her. There was a secured data package box near the Navi's feet, presumably what they came for. From behind the screen, one would plainly that it was the popular "Furious Fliers" minigame. Despite the cool-sounding name, it simply involved using birds as ammunition to shoot at pigs. Terra didn't really get why it was so popular, and was about to ask, when the Navi noticed her approach, and hurriedly shifted the screen to something that looked a little more work-related.
"Yeah?" said the Navi, loading up a clipboard program on the holoscreen in front of her. "I've come here on authorization of Scarlet A. Krysarch," reported Terra, to which the Navi immediately straightened up. "R-Right, I'll need an authorization ID," the Navi said in a stiff voice, to which Terra nodded, and transferred her information to the screen. The Navi picked up the package near her feet lightly, and handed it over to Terra.
Carbide took the chance to swipe it away, and ran about with it. Terra reached out, but realized it wasn't worth the trouble, and turned back to the delivery Navi. "... Thank you for your service," she said stiffly. The Navi bowed out, and Terra went towards looking about for Carbide. It seemed that in her haste, Carbide had ran off and disappeared from her master's eyes!
... Of course, that was what Carbide thought, when she snuck up on her Navigator as sneakily as she could manage. The latter was aware of the footsteps from behind her, and yet she appeared to be completely oblivious, ignoring them entirely. Carbide placed the package on the ground, and tiptoed as silently as she could manage, and leapt up to Terra's back.
"Ha!" she exclaimed, latching onto the Navigator's back and planting her hands where it counted. Terra made a "surprised" gasp, and flatly stated, "... Ahhh, you caught me off my guard." Carbide didn't seem to mind the unimpressive acting, however, and just went along with it. "That's right! Hahahaha!" she said, kneading her prize with fervor.
Some minutes later, Terra was crouching over an unconscious Carbide, whose face suggested that she was trapped in a state of bliss. "That was amusing," said Scarlet, who was currently consuming some tea and crackers she had somehow spirited away from the stall outside. Terra had given up poking at the SP's face after a few moments, and retrieved the package that they were tasked to deliver, putting it into her storage space.
However, when she attempted to jack out, the familiar beam of light signalling their exit didn't appear. "... Scarlet, is there anything wrong with the jack-out protocol?" said Terra, finding the error strange. "Eh? Shouldn't be anything wrong," replied Scarlet, who ran through some quick diagnostics through the PET systems. "Hmm, it's a location mark problem. Jack back out in Yoka. There's a path to the NetSquare nearby, you could use that to get back," instructed Scarlet.
"... Understood," said Terra. Looking down at Carbide, she sighed, and hoisted up the little SP in her arms in a princess carry. Terra observed that her support program was surprisingly light, given that most of her weight was the rocky exterior that made up her main defense. Snoozing comfortably, Carbide leaned slightly on Terra's sizable chest, giving Terra doubts on whether the little one was actually asleep.
-- RESET BATTLE COUNTER / FULL HEAL --
-- BATTLE 01, READY! --
Terra.EXE: 150 HP
Carbide.SP: 40 HP