by Ekklipse » Mon Feb 20, 2023 10:35 am
I want to claim a Tracker Dog!
Username: Ekklipse
Tracker ID: 068
Tracker Dog's name: Savvi
Their first mission:
"What is it?"
"T-Theyre called a Tracker Dog sir."
"what's it do?"
"Plenty of tasks. This... uh... o-one I found was leftover. They say this one is good for water missions."
"A tad small, eh?"
"Im sure they're g-good!"
The two went back and forth as I watched silently, looking from one person to the other. They were speaking about me, I knew it. I pause for a moment and tune out and look around me. The room is quite dull with the occasional large machinery blinking and beeping. It was quite a busy room, with people of all types buzzing around while tapping their pens on paper. Some were silent, others were chattering. I didn't even know how I got here. Last I remember I was back at the facility. the Trackers around me got their handlers. Mine just came a little later, I guess.
The next thing I knew was that the nervous man had called my name.
"Savvi. Let's go on a test mission, o-okay? We won't go too far."
Test Mission? I thought, getting up and following the man to the outdoors. It was a gorgeous day outside. Gentle winds, Softly splashing water against the rocks nearby. I could hear birds cawing and flying overhead. I was admiring the sight until the man spoke again, this time more gently and less shaky.
"Alright... So, here's an easy one," He said as he turned to face the large lake. "Do you see those neon colors in the lake?"
I look over further ahead, staring at the water until it was apparent that the neon colors were in fact.. fish. very colorful fish.
"I need you to bring the fish that has the tag of number 236, entirely unharmed. Every fish in this lake is gently tagged with a number.."
"Whenever you're rea--" He starts, but I already dived into the water. The second I was in the water, the colors seemed to practically explode in my face. the fish were all highly decorated, each having elegant fins, tails, and a range of structures. colors may have been similar, but no two were really the same. The tags were the dullest thing on them.
452.. 843... 124... 236! I glided to the desired neon fish, and gently grabbed onto it.
Almost as quickly as I dived into the water, I brought back the fish to the man. He seemed to practically jump up in excitement upon seeing my return.
"Oh! lovely," He says as he takes the fish from my mouth, examining it. "No harm, fish is alive.. very good!" He gently slips the fish back into the lake, it swims off happily.
"Lets get back inside, I'm sure [REDACTED] will be happy to hear this! youre a perfect fit!"
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