Who: runawaynorth & wheatcake
What: Further brain breakage for both of them.
When: Between November 6th & 10th, 2038
Where: Jericho (have fun crawling all over that derelict freighter, Spider-Man)
Why: BECAUSE WE HAVE THE TECHNOLOGY

He must have thought he was clever, with that tracking device on her foot. As it was, North felt an unpleasant mixture of shame and fear when, just two streets before she boarded the Jericho, she realized she was broadcasting an extra electronic signal.

Once she'd peeled it off, she held it up between thumb and forefinger, inspecting it closely. Annoyed with what she found, she crushed it in her fist and tossed it away. Not that destroying it would save their people.

It had already been sending updates on her location.

There was at least one human in Detroit who knew where to find them.

--when I'm around? Nobody dies. Or gets disassembled.

He'd said that. It was hard to believe he meant it. But even through the texts, it had been clear that he'd been speaking to her as an equal. He'd asked her one question to verify that she was as sentient as he was, and then just accepted it and moved on.

She'd report the security breach to Josh, North decided. Josh still trusted humans most of the time, still thought there could be peace between them. He would agree that they needed to be cautious, but he wouldn't condemn her the way Simon would, and if he was disappointed in her carelessness, well, better him than Markus.

North made her way to the gangway, relishing the thousand voices on a myriad of wireless connections. Her steps rang on the metal -- a surprisingly comforting noise -- but, most importantly, she was among her people and home. She would deal with whatever happened next as it came.