The multi-verse traveling boy wonder, Kid Kiyohide, quietly observes Agar Mythos from his sub-orbital chair in the sky. Within the underbelly of his beloved Robonaut – currently operating in satellite mode - the young, but seasoned dimensionaut, is unflinchingly tense. Dozens of holo-screens float above the dash of his piloting instruments, cluttering the small area with endless streams of detailed information. He scours through 3D maps of explored territories, zooming through every key landmark, checkpoint, and city portal visited over the past year. No luck. He desperately sorts through every NPC and Champion invoice, hoping to find even the smallest of clues that could aid him in his search. Nothing. The Dimensionaut even swallowed his pride to consult with his companion dog, M’Larky, whose specialized bark-to-voice translator simply encoded things like: “Dunno!” and “Stop asking things!” and Robonaut’s personal favorite: “Let go of ears! I can hear you just fine!” 

“Do you give up?” Robonaut’s lifeless tone invaded the piloting chamber without warning. The reverberation from the bass of his voice was so blaringly strong, that it nearly sent Kid flailing off of his seat. 

 “Agh!” The young Dimensionaut let out an irritated growl, throwing up his hands in frustration. “I give up. Where the heck is it?” 
The array of holographic windows in front of Kid suddenly winked into obscurity. “Recalibrating lenses...” Robonaut said, course adjusting his satellite sensors toward a fixed geographical position. “Here.” 

A large, rectangular window popped into view and began zooming further and further into the earth until it displayed an overhead shot of a busy-bee marketplace. Kid’s eyes widened as he recognized a particular establishment amongst the sea of bright and colorful stores and restaurants. “Yeah! There it is!” He pointed with a wide, mischievous smile. “That’s where they sell those Dye Drinks! Geez, we’ve been looking EVERYWHERE for them!”

“Incorrect statement: [i]You[/I] have been looking EVERYWHERE for said items.” Robonaut made the automaton equivalent of a sigh by puffing out cycled air from the piloting room’s ventilation shaft. “If you’re planning on traveling to the desired location, you should also accept the ‘You Don’t Know Me’ quest on the Mission Board while you’re at it. It is within exact proximity.”

“Is it a fun mission?” Kid asked with half as much enthusiasm expressed for skin-changing milkshake beverages. 

“Your definition of the word fun does not coincide with the regular meaning of the word. It is, however, a ‘Wanted Dead or Alive’ based quest, the typ-”

“We’ll take it!” Kid exclaimed, motioning toward the door. 

“Will you be taking M’Lar-?” Robonaut asked. 

“Shhh!!!” Kid madly gestured with his hands for Robonaut to keep quiet, but it was already too late. Echoing from the ventilation shafts came the sound of a slightly perky and mechanical voice with a heavy eastern European accent. “What? Who calls me? God, is that you?”
Kid anxiously looks up at the small camera positioned in the corner of the room. “No, Robonaut.I’m not taking him! I nearly died last time because he ate the flair banner of a powerful champion guild!” 

[I](“Where talking? Kid? Kid there?”)[/I]

In a much softer tone and volume, Robonaut replied: “Biometrics indicate that he will become anxious due to limited crawl space. I cannot have him urinating near my hard lines again. We nearly crashed into that Academy sim school-“

“Then teleport him to a dungeon crawl!” Kid insisted, “I don’t know if I can handle another outing with him, Robonaut! Just get me there now, alone!” 

The room’s single door automatically slid open. “Oh..hai! Someone say ‘a bone?’” 

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M’Larkey teleported alongside his Dimensionaut companion as they both arrived just outside Puelle Café in Rekre Mall. 

“What kind of Dye Drink you get? I want one that give reptile skin” M’Larkey’s voice box translator immediately spouted. The Shiba inu’s tongue jostled about as he panted in excitement. Its face shone an expression of intense happiness, which seemed out of place when wrapped within a mechanical frame suit that looked incredibly uncomfortable. Kid, who had anticipated this moment for a long time, was now deflated. He suddenly became more interested in the new mission he just accepted. “Dead or Alive” flashed into his head and he half-jokingly hoped the target was M’Larkey. Kid imagined the dog running in terror while getting shot at by Robonaut’s satellite cannon. Kid smiled. 

"Let's figure out what the mission is first."

Kid and M'Larky casually walked into the establishment, nearly bumping into an odd looking lizard man in the process. Kid thought back to the message received from Zade before they teleported off Robonaut, but couldn't recall any further instructions now that he was here. So, he waltzed about like a lost puppy, along with an equally - if not more - lost puppy, scampering over to each table, until they reached a group of three champion girls. 

“Hi. Are you all here for the mission too? My name is Kid Kiyohide. But, if you're not here for a mission...my name is still Kid Kiyohide!” His boyish smile was carefree and exuberant. 

"Oh hai! I'm M'Larky! Call me M'Larky!" The shiba inu blurted out, matching the same enthusiasm as his counterpart. "Kid, why flirt with girlies? Thought you want skin change shakes? Wait. Oh...mission. Hai! Are you mission?" 

Kid Kiyohide brought a palm to shield his face and quietly sighed.