[h2]That’s what it’s called![/h2]
[h3]Landing Day  Late Afternoon[/h3]

OOC: JP between [@Winters], [@MK Blitzen] [@Yule]

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[hider= Dongle Song]
[youtube]https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=VOreEIOVnCI[/youtube]
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The Skye’s had full bellies by the time the ship landed. One thing the verse had taught was that if life offered food, you take it, because you never know when your next meal is gonna find you, or vice versa. Normally Cyd would be making a checklist of what they needed to take, but the beauty of the shuttle was that everything would be going with them as it was. 

“Rochambeau?” She asked Mathias, holding a fist against her palm to see who would get to fly. He won a best of three in two rounds, scissors beats paper,  then rock beat scissors. He had a ‘knack’ she grumbled, strapping into the passenger side. 

Isaac sat behind the two, his knees to his chest as he tapped away at his sister's cortex. He'd pause only briefly to look to the ceiling, searching for the perfect word before his head dove back down again engrossed in the glowing digits flashing on the screen.

“Are you messaging her again?” Cyd groaned, looking at her little brother in the fold down jump seat. “Like a bandage, Lolo. Rip it off and be done. You heard the captain, oweh? We don’t know when we’ll get back, and I [i]need[/i] my Cortex.”

"Oh let Lolo be. It's a process … " Mathias said then dropped his voice down to a whisper. "... You and I both know that long distance relationships don't work out anyway. He'll figure it out eventually."

Cyd held her hand back to retrieve her cortex, while giving Mathias a wary expression. Isaac had a bigger heart, he was more sensitive about things than she or Mathias had been. “We have to focus for the job  ja nee?  Now, not nou nou.  The [i]only[/i] way this works is from the server room, and if I’m running cameras, I can’t do both.” 

Isaac cracked a crooked smile while staring at the screen and let it a slow sigh. Just then, he looked up, noticing the glances coming from his sibs. He rolled his eyes and handed the datapad back to his sister with a huff.

"I know. I get it. He'll be focused." Mathias said with confidence. "You just got to give him a little leeway is all … we can talk his ear off til the stars die off but this is something he had to handle himself. We can only be there to keep him on course-"

Mathias was interrupted with the sound of the messaging app's cheerful notification bell. Isaac's arms lunged forward between his two older siblings, his hands making the universal "gimme!" motion. Cyd raised an incredulous eyebrow at her twin as she passed the datapad back into the flailing clutches of her younger brother, who dragged his prize back to the rear seat.

 "… and...maybe a slap to the head if he gets too far off course." Mathias finished, smiling weakly at his irked sister.

Cyd glared at Mathias. She rolled her eyes and looked out the shuttle window. Khao Yai was nothing special city wise, but if you looked over the walls, you could see the vast expanse of green that gave the planet its name. She couldn’t wait to see all it had to offer, but right now, there were still pieces of the puzzle to put into place. “Come on, Lo, I have actual work to do,” she complained, reaching back for the tablet. 

"Work first, romance later!" Mathias said sagely.

"Fiiiine!" Isaac huffed as quickly finished up his message to Sarah and thrusted the datapad back to his sister before falling back into his seat, arms folded in aggravation. His mood shifted as he began gazing out of the shuttle's side window.

Cyd side eyed her younger brother, taking the tablet back to bring up her schematics. “Mathias is going to have to boost a keycard from someone just in case, but according to this, the server room also has a lock, and a heat sensor so–”  she was cut short by another incoming message. 

The messaging app's siren song jolted Isaac back to reality. He leaned forward between Cyd and Mathias, his smile returning to his face. "Can you believe she still wanted to keep in touch?" The teen sighed. "Honestly, with the way it ended, I didn't think she wanted to even speak to me anymore. And yet, here we ar-"

Mathais gave a glare that promised murder. "If you don't buckle up I will barrel roll this ship and rattle you like a bean in a can!"

The younger Skye reconsidered the doe eyes he was about to try and use on his sister and instead slipped quietly back into his seat. After a moment, the two in the front could hear the satisfying clicking of his seatbelt.

“So we’re going to need to account for that,” Cyd finished, holding up the spray can and tin foil for Isaac’s backpack. “This is the dongle.” She waited for the obligatory snickering from both siblings to subside before continuing. “All I need you to do is plug this in and sit tight. I can handle the rest remotely. Questions?”  

Mathias snickered. "What's that thingie called again?" He said, ticking his head at the object in Cyd's hand.

“You know what it’s called, Yobo,” Cyd chided, playfully swatting at her twin. 

"I don't…" Isaac offered from the back seat, an impish grin stretching ear to ear.

Cyd rolled her eyes, but couldn’t help but giggle. “A dongle,” she repeated. “Now be serious, or I’ll erase any message that comes in.”  As if on cue, another message chimed. 

Isaac gasped in horror but bit back any protests for fear that his sister might not be bluffing.

Mathis snickered again. "Okay okay … this is my serious face …" he said fighting the giggles.

Cyd eyed her older brother with disbelief. “Dongle,” she repeated flatly, as Mathias exploded into laughter. “Aaaaaaand, he’s gone,” she sighed, dejectedly handing the tablet back to Isaac. “Say hi from me.”  

Isaac's giggling was cut short with a squeal as he clawed for the datapad, a tiny, high pitched "thank you" squeaked out before his face was buried in the screen once again.

Cyd threw up her hands and decided to just look out of the window for the rest of the trip. “Dongle,” she giggled, under her breath.