Eon glances over to Joker, an obviously annoyed look on his face as he does so. Off to one side of the crimson titan, another split opens up into another place in space and time to show him the program's exact location in the Galaxy Network, as well as a starting point launched from a very specific starting point in Gigamerica. The endgame's head then turns away from Joker with a scowl.
An audible sigh and a shift of Eon's eyes are the first response, followed by a moment of silence. A few moments later, another void opens up and shows an image of Embera speaking with two other Navis in some sort of fortress, all talking over what seem to be a pool table.
Aeon: Sharo, the piece that you seek is worn around her neck. But do not attempt to approach her when with any of her compatriots. You barely survived me, so even with the meager increase in power that it gave to you, you couldn't hope to survive them.
He looked at the fiery woman as Eon opened the portal, taking a step further to quickly study her. He noticed the strange trinket around her neck, moving around and seemingly glowing with the same otherworldly presence that his trinket on his chest possessed. Already figuring out his plan of action, Joker paused his train of thought as Eon continued his stream of words, and he tuned back in to . . . advice?
Taken aback by the sudden change of attitude, Joker rocked back on his heels in order to balance himself away from the tear in reality. He looked over at Aeon, curious, but decided not to push the matter on that front, and decided instead to see what other insights the being could offer.
"You give much praise to three individuals I know nothing about to presume they rival your abilities - especially as a group, they are more vulnerable to my processing advances. What do you think would make them so daunting for someone such as I?"
He listened intently to Aeon's words, looking at the two navis that Joker knew nothing about. So, those two were also beings of the full Eon's power? He could hardly swallow the idea that beings that seemed so insignificant held any amount of power above him, much less that such a noticeable power gap existed between them. He tried to hide the distaste that the thought brought his way, but, took a similar method of just breathing to calm himself. When he opened his eyes again, his vision was resolute and strong.
"Very well. Then I will wait for the drone to leave the hive," he responded simply, turning to step away from the plateau they stood on. As he walked away, he provided a strange offer to the being: "If you need anything that you would allow my help with, simply inform me. You will get much more out of this arrangement by at least respecting my freedom than you will trying to force anything from me. This only need be infuriating and biting if you continue to let it."
He continued to walk away, stepping through a strand of reality like broken glass to find himself back in his satellite, pointedly looking back around for Unity.
Eon scowls at Joker's words, obviously still very much resentful against the crimson titan. At this point he was as a caged tiger, pacing silently as the seconds tick away. Regardless, he gives no response as the reality of this sub-space shatters away.
With that over, Joker finds himself where he'd stood when this all began, with Unity standing before him as before. The small OS core blinks a few times and glances around, trying to make sense of what happened before shaking his head and looing up to Joker.
He saw Unity, feeling a fool for looking above the masses rather than beneath him to find the much smaller Navi. He responded to Unity with a nod, holding up his hand with a faint, onyx glow around his finger. Slicing it through the air, he peeled away the air like a sheet of paper, and showed the scene of the girl in flames playing pool with her friends. "I did, yes. This girl holds the next piece of the puzzle that I am after, but is currently too well guarded to risk advancing towards."
Joker sighed, turning away from the rend in reality - which slowly closed up as he left it be - to give Unity his attention. "Which means, for the time being, without any orders from those who seek to control me, and no realistic means of assailing her, I am without anything to do. Even the Animus Syndicate, normally content on chasing me down, have not seen fit to send anything my way to entertain my bloodlust.
"It appears, then, that I now defer to what is on your agenda, Unity."
So Joker would have to bide his time for now. Unity still didn't fully understand the scope of his goals, but at least the next step wasn't hidden away like it always seemed to be in stories of accounts like this. Still, seeing Joker relent for the sake of finding a more opportune moment said a lot about the giant Navi.
Unity: Do you have any way to know when she's not guarded?
...the words "this girl" bothered Unity some. He knew a bit about Joker's power and violent tendencies, so if an innocent girl held what he wanted, then the situation could get a bit messy. Hopefully things wouldn't go down that path.
Unity: And as for me.... I don't really have an agenda yet. I want to be able to help people and Navis, and unify them like my name says. I figured that the ONB was the best place to start, but that looks like its not going to pan out. I guess that my agenda is... to... find an agenda?
It was confusing, but the best that he had to go on for now. Hopefully he could work things out a bit more moving forward?
Joker paused, suddenly, looking up and across the expanse of his satellite. He felt something, something immensely powerful. He heard Unity's voice, but couldn't help but notice the similarities to what he now held surging in his body.
". . . My plan was simply to watch and wait," he answered, muttering under his breath, his eyes piercing through his Network to look beyond. A racing sensation came from the crimson around them as its power surged, and yet another tear in reality broke before him. On the other side, was the Netopian network, a figure cloaked in black with an iridescent sword looking overhead as a horde of what looked like mutant navis assaulted the surrounding ground.
Just out of sight, though, was a woman in a tight black suit. Joker couldn't help but focus on the sword, though, feeling the power surging from the item. "The ONB didn't pan out, did it?" Joker thought to himself, thinking about the figures he now knew over him. He looked over the expanse and accessed a data file to figure out if his hunch was correct, and, sure enough, the dots were connected. "How would you like to take a detour to protect the NIA, instead, Unity?"