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Eden has logged all his training hours today, taken part in a Heartless Suppression mission, and sat through a lecture by a Moogle on elemental attributes, so now he's doing what anyone does after a long day: Doing appropriate research for breaking and entering into places he's not allowed to go.

All of the Union headquarters have networks of computer cores equipped with security AIs - usually about twenty-one per building. They look like black, metal boxes covered in glowing lines, they're fairly distinctive. The Ursus Union, naturally, has twenty, because Eden carved one out of a wall earlier today and is now tinkering with it. He has it connected, via a small cord, to an open book on the table, and is prodding at it with a sparking screwdriver type device in one hand and what appears to be a pair of tweezers in the other.

He has a welding mask on, probably because every so often, the core seems to retaliate by releasing a spray of glowing cubes at his face.

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Tahno sashays down the stairs today, stretching his shoulders luxuriously, like a cat. He spies Eden's table and the electronics, and quirks a brow.

"Hey," the waterbender drawls at the masked fellow. "Whatcha workin' on?"

"Crime," Eden says brightly, and jabs the computer core with his tweezers. Beat. "Or at least a serious misdemeanor. Is there a law against breaking into buildings? I'm not convinced there is."

"Yeah, I'm pretty sure that's a law in most worlds," Tahno drawls, eyes glinting with faint amusement. "Breakin' and enterin', tresspassin', that all kinda goes together. Why would ya wanna break in somewhere anyway?"

Eden sits up a little, as if a realisation just hit him. "That's why Judge Frollo hates me. I thought it was because of all of the fire."

Well, that's good to know.

"You know, if people are that fussed over their buildings being broken into, they should just not put locks on them. Then nobody would be able to break in. Simple stuff, you know?" He says, and levers open a panel on the core. "Well, you know, it seems like something I should do. I'm thinking I'll start with Anguis and kind of work my way clockwise from there."

"Whoa, whoa, whoa," Tahno drawls, holding his hands up. "Slow down, man. Why is that somethin' ya should do? And what's Anguis?"

Eden waves a hand. "It just seems like the thing to do. Break in. Maybe wander around a bit. Eat their food. I haven't really thought about what I'll do when I'm inside, I'll think of that later," he says. "Anguis is a group of people. They have their own headquarters and everything, and a security system a lot like the one I took this computer core from."

"Awright," Tahno drawls, radiating skepticism. He folds his arms across his muscular chest. "So yer gonna break into a place just to do it? Not like, because ya wanna see if ya can, just that a buildin' is there to break into? Weird."

He cocks his head at the man in the mask. "What're ya tryin' to do with the computer core or whatever?"

"Of course I can. That's not a question, I am definitely better with machines than whatever japester built this security system," Eden says. "I just need to figure out how to knock out the system first. I'm thinking a virus. It will take out the lights and probably the central heating as well, but I think everyone will agree that that's unavoidable."

He pokes the core. "Which is what I'm doing with this core. It'll have a protected access panel here somewhere, I just need to find it."

Tahno scratches his cheek. "Yeah, I can see why Judge Frollo hates ya," he drawls. "Yer break in will be a pain in the ass for anyone working at the time. Why do ya have the core hooked up to a book?"

"Oh, he hates everyone, probably. He definitely hates poor people," Eden says. "Why would anyone be working at night? That's when people sleep. Be logical."

He glances at the book. "Just monitoring the data output. It's useful info to have."

"There's always gonna be some people workin' night shift," Tahno drawls, shaking his head. His forelock bounces with the motion. "Maybe like a security guard or somethin'. Books on most worlds don't monitor things. Is that a computer, too?"

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"We don't have security guards, the only people there will be keybearers. They're not going to be doing much at night," Eden says. "Also, yeah, sure, it's a computer. I'd take it apart, but I'm pretty sure nobody will give me a new one if I do."

"So yer gonna break into this place and mess with the lights just 'cause ya can?" Tahno drawls, furrowing his brow. "That's cold, man. What a mess."

He sinks into a chair at Eden's without an invitation; clearly they're in the middle of a conversation and there's no need to interrupt that by asking permission to sit down. "Where'd ya get the book in the first place?"

"Is it?" Eden looks a little confused. "I'm just surprised that nobody's tried to do it before."

He nudges one shoulder at the book. "Given to me when I arrived in town. We all have one."

"Yeah, 'cause people don't tend to break inta places without stealin' somethin' from 'em," Tahno drawls, raising a brow. "Just breakin' in for no reason is weird."

He waves over a wait rat. "Who's we?" he asks the man in the mask, followed by, "Do ya want anything?" with a gesture at the rat.

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"I understand. You're saying I should take something while I'm there," Eden says. "Not what I had planned on doing, but if you say I should, I will."

He nods firmly.

"I'll have some sea salt ice cream," he says, and lifts the welding mask. "I live in a town for keybearers. People with keyblades. That's the 'we' in this situation."

Tahno's laugh is more an exasperated breath than anything. "Well, if yer set on breakin' in somewhere, ya might as well give it a purpose. I'd say don't break in in the first place, but that's 'cause I just don't get why ya wanna do it in the first place."

The rat skitters off after Tahno orders a shot of firewhiskey. "Keyblades? Like some sort of sword shaped like a key?"

"I will steal their supply of cookies and distribute them amongst my fellows at Ursus," Eden says, snapping the welding mask down. "Then they will make me their king, I imagine."

Instead of answering, he puts down his tweezers, raises a hand, and summons his keyblade, holding it out for Tahno. "Here you go."

Showing is better than telling, after all.

"If they even have supplies of cookies," Tahno drawls, pursing his lips. His eyes widen at the blade's appearance, however. "Oh, whoa, that's pretty. Looks a bit too fragile to hit stuff with it, especially with the parts that look like stained glass. How'd ya get it?"

"We're all teenagers, they have a supply of cookies," Eden says. "This? I had it when I arrived in town."

"Wait, yer all teenagers? There aren't any adults around?" Tahno drawls, scooping up his shot from the wait rat and directing the remaining sea salt ice cream pop to Eden.

"Who gave the keyblade to ya?" Tahno drawls. "Whaddya mean ya just had it?"

"There are five adults. And a lot of moogles," Eden says, taking the ice cream and putting his tools down. "I dunno. We all have pretty bad memories about the stuff before we came to Daybreak Town. What're you gonna do, right?"

"Only five?" Tahno drawls, raising his brows. "And ya don't have any memories before showing up in this town? Do ya know why not?"

"Yeah, the Foretellers. One for each union," Eden says. "Maybe just nothing interesting happened to me before I came to town. That makes sense, right? It does, it does make sense."

"Hate ta bust yer bubble, kid, but hat don't make no sense," Tahno drawls, shaking his head. "What's a Foreteller?"