(Y/N): Your name

(H/C): Hair color

(E/C): Eye Color

(H/L): Hair Length

Speaking Chozo

Thinking

Location, Time, Date, POV switch

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U.A. High School, 8:03.

"Alright, here we are." Mei says still half asleep.

"sar ili gimel sah'ara ata" Y/N responds while bowing.

"What?" She asks not understanding what he said.

"Don't worry about it." He answers.

"Well, I can't let you in any further, so, I'm sorry." Mei says.

"No issue with this." He says looking at the school.

"I've got class so, see you later." She says walking inside.

Standing outside the large building he looked up at the walls. Without any running start he jumped up and was able to clear them easily without any trouble. 

"Scan log and local media analysis complete." Data says coming back online, "Would you like me to report my findings?"

"Not right now" Y/N says as he looks the grounds for guards.

Walking into the wooded area of the campus squishes himself down into the morph ball. quietly moving through the area he eventually makes it to the edge of the building. Popping out of morph ball he flips through his visors until he gets to his scan visor, looking up to the building he quickly gets a scan and a rendering of the floor plans is shown. Flipping back through his visors he switches to the thermal visor and quickly spots out his target with 16 other bodies.

'Class 1a, 1st floor, need to isolate target.' He thinks as he looks over the floor plans. 

He knew he couldn't use the front door, and that detection meant getting kicked out or worse. After snooping around the premises he found the door to small maintenance tunnel in the back. After blasting the door off it's hinges he walks down the dark hall until he ends up in a small room.

'We're in, but we're in the boiler room.' He thinks looking at his map.

Looking over it he sees all of the various connection points throughout the building, however finds no viable way to get to the third floor without using the main halls. He thinks for a little while longer, however is pulled out of his thoughts by the sound of the door opening.

"Why do I have to everything myself around here." A  ginger man says shuffling through his toolbelt as he walks through the door.

Thinking fast Y/N shifts into the corner and throws himself inside a box. The man notices and looks up form his toolbelt before simply shrugging and walking over to the boiler. Popping back up from the box Y/N gets right behind him and delivers a quick hit to the very top of the head which knocked them unconscious. 

'Such fragile creatures' Y/N thought as he picked up the unconscious man.

Looking through their pockets he found a piece of paper which said 'U.A. Schedule'. Picking it up he looked through and saw that lunchtime started at 12:30; taking a quick glance back at the map he saw where the cafeteria was and formulated  plan. 

"Rest well" He says looking at the man before leaving out the maintenance tunnel he came. 

*Mei POV*

Sitting in my spot in the workshop waiting for Power Loader to come criticize our machines for a couple hours.

'Where is he?' I think looking up at the clock reading '8:58'

First period starts at 8:40, he should be here by now.

"Hey, do you know where Power Loader is?" I ask my classmate.

"He said he was going over to fix the main building's boiler, and he went there, about, hmm, 30 minutes ago." He replies.

*Timeskip brought to you by a switch to 3rd person POV*

"That is all I was able to find, further information would require more analysis" Data says completing his spiel about this new bizarre world.

"Noted" Y/N responds keeping a close eye on the heat signatures on the radar.

'Time is 12:32, he should be making his way down.' Y/N thinks as he looks at the clock.

Looking at the heat signatures he saw that they were indeed making their way down towards his position. After a little more searching he finds his target and moves into intercept him. Wading his way through the bushes and hopping from tree to tree he finds his way over to where this 'chozo' has set up. 

"You got my message." Y/N says dropping down the small clearing in the trees.

"I did, what was so important?" 'Tokoyami' responds.

'Oh god, a tallonian' Y/N thinks as he hears 'Tokoyami' speak.

"Can we start with a name?" Y/N asks.

"Eyrn, You?" He replies.

"Y/N." Y/N says. "I'm a Barala Dim, from Zebes." 

"I can tell." Eyrn says.

"What's that supposed to mean?" Y/N asks.

"You speak like them, just as I speak like tallonians." He answers. "I can sense it in you, you're a little bit of thoha, and a little bit of Mawkin, well, a lot Mawkin actually, at least in mindset."

"You have an issue with that?" Y/N asks.

"Yes I do, Mawkins are all brutes, all they do is rant about power and glory." Eyrn says back.

"Power is everything." Y/N answers.

"Perhaps to you." He says thinking, "Enough of this, do I finally get to go home?"

"Not here for that, in fact I'm not really, affiliated with your Chozo." Y/N replies.

"Elaborate." Eyrn inquires.

"It's a long story, but, basically I'm from an entirely different dimension, I think." He says.

"Um, okay." Eyrn replies, "And this involves me how?" 

"Well, I would rather have Chozo try to get me home than one of these, simpletons." Y/N says trying to find a nice way to phrase it.

"Okay, but you're acting like I know anything about this." Eyrn says.

"I feel we can figure something out." Y/N says.

"Alright, I guess I can help you out, but, I'm not doing charity work, let's talk payment." Eyrn says.

*Timeskip brought to you by Eyrn and Y/N in a lab together*

Y/N had finished negotiations. All he wanted was a trip back home, and he was happy to provide that to him. He was now on his way back to the crash site to settle in for a bit. Seemed like he would be extending his stay in this odd new world by quite a bit more than expected.

"Sir, I have some data related to this subject, would you like me to tell you about it?" Data says as Y/N slinks away from U.A.

"Why didn't you tell me earlier?" He asked.

"You had expressed little to no concern over this subject, and as such sensitive data such as this was on a need to know basis." Data shoots back.

"Well, tell me what you know." He says.

"I'm sorry Y/N, the data and records you request are classed as Level 11, and you have no clearance for this security level." Data replies after loading for a bit.

"Level 11?" Y/N asked with suspicion.

He had no idea such a security level existed. He knew the Chozo security codes well, and not one manual, record, or any entry ever made mention of a security level above 10.

"Tell me about security clearance level 11." He asks.

"Level 11 was a security level made in 4b 340M and it is unique in that it is not connected to rank but instead something which had to be directly passed down." Data responds.

"Who was the last person to have level 11 clearance?" Y/N inquires.

"The last Chozo have Level 11 clearance was the Mawkin warrior Steel Heart, the most recent receiver of the 'Hero of The Chozo' medal, he passed away in 4b 561M on approximately what would be January 27th on earth's Gregorian calendar or Ah'mae 43rd in the Mawkin calendar or Ah'maer 12th on the Thoha calendar, or Yuya 15th on the Luminoth calendar." Data says robotic as ever.

"Is there a way to override this clearance?" He asks.

"There are 3 ways to access the data you request without having level 11 clearance, the easiest is to input a 256 digit code given to you by Steel Heart or any other Level 11 cleared individual." Data asks.

On his HUD a screen appeared with  blank spaces. 

'They really don't want anyone to know about this.' He thinks as he tries to rack his mind as to what it could be.

"This code is randomized approximately every day, however level 11 cleared individuals have access to the code via a private network." Data adds.

"What other methods are there?" Y/N asks not wanting to guess a 256 digit code.

"The computational device onboard the capital ship Shi'jaka had memory banks containing the data, however 4/5 officers onboard with keys would have to all agree you are fit for the knowledge and simultaneously open the locks manually in a 2 hour process." Data replies. "The biomechanical super computer Mother Brain also had this data, however I'm judging from your past experiences with her I have recorded that you are not on speaking terms."

'Alright, so, going to have to figures this one out on my own I suppose.' He thinks as he walks farther away. He tries to think about how he can possibly even get back home, and the more he thought, the more he just believed he'd eventually just have to get lucky. Whatever that dimensional tear was, it didn't seem to be a two way road, but it seemed that was his only ticket out.

Later on he followed where he tracked his ship and found that Mei had transported it all the way back to her workshop. Not a big surprise how though, the ship, despite being durable only weighed 12 tons, and was relatively small for such an advanced spacefaring craft. 

Y/N had no objections, the workshop, while crude compared to the Chozo labs, was an adequate place to stay and work on his goal. He had many questions unanswered, but for now all he could do was fix his ship and keep a low enough profile.

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