#abscissionGalliard

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Alaska: Day 10

[[ The small city of Tanana is about to be completely overcome by the oncoming storm. However, there is a faint connection for now and people will be able to use Terezi's comm to contact the outside world. ]]

REDGLARE: -She awakens with a SUDDEN START, flinching.-

REDGLARE: -She grasps at something in front of her that is not there anymore.-

KARKAT: =Looks at Redglare while holding the comm, watching her hands then gets up to get her water= Hey.... =Would they have looted meds from this town? He would've tried to she needs major pain killers he's sure=

[[ There's a soft rumble sounding somewhere amidst the winds. Sounds like a vehicle roaming around. ]]

REDGLARE: -She blinks... And sniffles. She wipes at her eye. Shit. Shit...-

HESONY: =He's been keeping watch all night and probably tried changing Redglare's bandages several times throughout their time hunkered in the forest if anyone had let him get close enough.=

HESONY: !

HESONY: =sits up from his sitting rock.

REDGLARE: -Reality hasn't quite set in yet, but she's not asleep, either.-

KARKAT: =He would've been staying awake too buddy. Either watching or opting to do it himself.= Here, drink something. =He's going to try and help her sit up and hold the bottle to her lips=

REDGLARE: -She takes only very small sips, managing a few words once she does.- Wh3r3 4r3 w3?

KARKAT: Some town, Tanana. Waiting. =Gives her as much water as she'll take then wanting to settle her back down.=

REDGLARE: Ssssom3... th3y'r3 st1ll—

REDGLARE: -Hisses as she settles back down.-

KARKAT: We're taking care of it. Don't worry. I don't plan on us falling behind.

[[ The rumbling seems to be weaving through the trees here, and soon enough they'll see a covered military truck. ]]

HESONY: =Just....steps in front of everyone, just in case.=

HESONY: =He's trying to see who the driver is=

KARKAT: =He'll rip a tree out of the ground, he doesn't give a fuck. =

HESONY: =nature did nothing to you, Little Angry Man=

KARKAT: =Everything did everything to him, eat a sock=

[[ The truck rumbles to a stop some twenty yards away, and then the door pops open. ]] 

MICEXA: -leans out- 👁️👁️

KARKAT: =....don't tempt him about the tree=

HESONY: =His entire body seems to sag and he ran up to her, hugging her tightly though she was still seated. Hi look I'm not dead and I wasn't killed some time in the night by these criminials.=

HESONY: We're running low on medicine, bandages, painkillers. =He held up his first aid kit, which was basically empty. Glancing back at the group behind them, he gave a thumbs up, forcing a smile.=

HESONY: Miss, some of them are in a real bad way.(edited)

KARKAT: =He doesn't want your smile. Unblinking deadpanned, tired staring= So should we start to load up or not?

MICEXA: I demanded some supplies. They were fairly amenable to it.

MICEXA: There's blankets, too. Furs. It should be warm.

MICEXA: I don't know if they'll last us the whole trip, but... it should get us over the border.

HESONY: =he held her head in his hands and pressed their foreheads together.=

HESONY: It's good enough for now. You did phenomenal.

HESONY: =turning back towards the group, he waved them toward the truck. All aboard!=

[[ https://i.ytimg.com/vi/5mnMeHTsnFM/maxresdefault.jpg Except it's covered in the back. ]]

[[ Miss probably also had the option of taking the yellow car. ]]

MICEXA: -just leans into him, sighing out. It's sort of weird to feel this exposed in front of other people, but they're all pretty exposed here.-

REDGLARE: -yes. her thigh bone was exposed to u earlier, to be fair-minded

MICEXA: -THAT IS VERY FAIR-

HESONY: =Who knows, with the Expunger on their ass, they could be dead tomorrow. Might as well make life worth it.=

HESONY: =Opening the back of the truck, he pulled down the lever to swing out some small metal stairs. Spreading out some of the blankets so their booties weren't against cold metal, he made sure the blankets and supplies were easily accessible for them before hopping back out.=

HESONY: =Anyone need help getting up or getting in? He's on standby, glancing around every so often to make sure they weren't followed.=(edited)

REDGLARE: -She is probably being helped in. SOMEONE BETTER MAKE SURE NYALAH DOESNT DIE IN THE COLD-

HESONY: =yoinks Nyalah out of snow and gently dunks her in the truck. As he passes, he's taking the furs Micexa obtained and tucked them around each of them. He would normally drop the furs on the heads of those who would bite his hand off for trying, but because of their injuries, he handed it over to them instead.=(edited)

KARKAT: =He helps get people loaded up since nothing is wrong with his limbs. He has a whistle in his gills but other than, hopefully, healing correctly he was better off than the rest of them. Than most of them and he felt like shit for it. Gets them all tucked in and loaded up, huddling with Dave still to keep him warmer=

HESONY: =He’s sitting in the back with the rest in order to keep an eye on the crew and update Miss on their status. Leaning against the side of the driver’s seat, he had a good view outside the window from here and could crawl through to the front if he needed to. It was going to be a long drive to “Minnesota.”=

KARKAT: =Sits here until they get rolling then speaks just above the sound of the wheels on the road and the engine, not looking at Hesony=

KARKAT: She's told me things about the two of you. And we don't have a choice but to take your help.

KARKAT: I get what you did is a big deal, but I'm not thanking you. It's great you both decided to have a conscience but that doesn't make me want to kick your asses any less. =So that's that. There's that.=

MITUNA: -Promptly passes out-

KARKAT: =Lucky. He can't sleep.=

HESONY: =he gives Karkat a onceover and turns back to stare at this interesting crate= Consider the ass-kicking mutual. HESONY: We're not doing it for you.

KARKAT: No shit.

REDGLARE: -her, too, in fact. TOO FEW WINKS. It's obviously fitful, still, but it's hard to rouse her anyhow.-

KARKAT: =tries to keep RG as comfy as he can=

HESONY: Just so we are clear. =He grumbles, irritably.=

DAVE: -warm against karkat. at least they're heading out with transportation. it feels like luxury compared to the past week-

DAELOS: -He tries his best to nurse Nyalah back to health, propping her on his lap wrapped in a cocoon of fur, tilting her head up and tipping in canned soup and water. He gets nervous at how skittery her pulse is.-

DAELOS: ...

DAELOS: -Sighs and gently nuzzles her face as she sleeps. Or rather lays there in a powered down state as life drains out of her. He wishes there were more he could do than this.-(edited)

DAVE: -watches daelos because he's awake and has nothing better to do. he wishes he could help nyalah also-

DAELOS: You have survived so much

DAELOS: Partly out of spite

DAELOS: Mostly...out of spite

DAELOS: Surely this...

DAELOS: Is nothing to you

DAELOS: -Softly speaks to her.-

HESONY: =He feels...a little uncomfortable watching this. Like he shouldn't be a spectator to this blatantly pale action going on. Just kind of puts his face against a crate and pretends to sleep.=

NYALAH: -she's too weak to even drink the soups or water offered to her, too weak to be conscious to hear Daelos speak. Her breath remains shallow, soups dribbling down her chin pitifully.-

NYALAH: -as he nuzzles her face, her breathing slows until finally. It's quiet.-

DAELOS: -Pauses, his own heart beating loudly in his ears as he draws his face closer, bringing his ear to her chest, listening carefully. Without really realizing it, he's pleading with her.-

DAELOS: Just a little bit longer

DAELOS: We are almost there

NYALAH: -None answers.-

DAELOS: -He's growing ice cold despite all the new clothes they've been given. He can't believe it. He feels like he's choking. He's going to try to give her CPR.-

DAVE: -he knows. there are plenty of ways to know when someone dies. he can only hope daelos's resucitation works.-

HESONY: =gdi=

HESONY: =He reached through the window and patted Miss on the shoulder, signaling her to pull over. Even though it was imperative for them to keep moving, they both knew how this felt like.=

NYALAH: -Daelos's attempts are going nowehere. Her body was spent even before they made the trek out of the cave. She's gone.-

DAVE: -he's teary eyed as it starts to set in. she deserved better.-

DAELOS: -After he tries several times, HE starts crying. Not just a little teary eyed either, big fat gross tears rolling down his cheeks. He snarls LOUDLY, his voice full of pain and frustration. Frustration at this entire stupid situation.-(edited)

DAELOS: Someone help her

DAELOS: I am not a doctor I

DAELOS: Someone do something

DAELOS: -As nobody moves to help him, he starts to sob, which sounds a lot like a wounded buffalo, still holding her body in his arms.-

DAVE: -i'm sorry dude i can't ;(-

HESONY: =he knows no amount of cpr can reverse bloodloss=

DAELOS: -He's just going to hold her and cry on her. No one is getting her away from him anytime soon.-

DAELOS: -If anyone tries to take her away, it is very likely he will hurt them.-

HESONY: =but honestly, what good is holding onto a dead body for? It's not like you can bring her back to life.=

DAELOS: -Bitch you think-

HESONY: =that shit doesnt even exist! Youre just in denial!=

DAELOS: -Just keep your opinions to yourself and stay the heck away from him if you want your fingers unbroken.-

DAVE: -he's definitely not sleeping now. Or moving unless he absolutely has to-

HESONY: =His eyes catch Dave as he looks away from sad whinny-meow pile.=

HESONY: =Could that be a bit of remorse in his facial expression??=

DAVE: sucks huh

HESONY: (More than you think.)

DAVE: -sighs and winces at how it affects his chest- did you really think that we could get out of this without any casualties on our end

HESONY: (I would like to think that I am a positive person in general.)

HESONY: (So yes, I did.)

HESONY: (In the very beginning.)

DAVE: you know if it werent for some magic troll shit my friend has

DAVE: i would be dead

DAVE: outta here

DAVE: wasted away in a fuckin cave in my underwear

HESONY: (I don't imagine it would Have been fun.)

DAVE: oh no

DAVE: its a blast

DAVE: do you know anything about humans

HESONY: (No. Other than the fact your kind is rather squishy.)

HESONY: (And cannot even adapt to your own climate.)

DAVE: i grew up in the armpit of texas

HESONY: (What the fuck is Techsush?)

HESONY: (....Techsush isn't a person, is it?) =Raises a brow=

DAVE: -stares blankly at him.- no its a place way south thats way too fuckin big

HESONY: (If that's such a problem, why Haven't the smaller territories taken it over?)

DAVE: i dont know why would i even care about that right now

HESONY: (It's called cultural sensitivity. You were complaining of it's size.) =Folds his arms=

DAVE: oh my god DAVE: you are a piece of work

HESONY: =It's his turn to stare blankly=

DAVE: - exhales and looks away- im gonna look over here now bye

DAELOS: - The body has since been placed in his sylladex for safe keeping, but the fur she was wrapped in is still in his lap. He watches the terrain pass by wordlessly, only dimly aware that a long, cold night has become morning. His face is slack and his eyes hollow. -

HESONY: =it's not healthy to hang onto a dead body like that, man :/ =

ARANEA: -we can pretend she was responding to this properly as it was happening...-

ARANEA: -normally under circumstances like this, empathy doesn't come naturally to her, only painfully vicarious. but this was different. the sickness, the heartache watching these two has had her in tears countless times even after nyalah passed.-

ARANEA: -she knows it's selfish to want to reach across the space between her and daelos so she may take away the pain he's experiencing right now. she knows she's capable. but it'd be wrong to deny him his mourning, wouldn't it? she wipes away at the wetness pooling in her eyes again, unsure of what to turn her own attention towards.-

MITUNA: -Still fucking passed out. Maybe he's next. Except not really. His head is in Latula's lap-

HESONY: =Sparky, your arm almost looks like mine did: a limp noodle. The parallels happening are hilarious! Except they're not.=(edited)

MITUNA: -He needs major medical attention. This arm is setting incorrectly-

HESONY: =MMMOMYGOD=

MITUNA: -Redglare lost a fucking leg. We all need major medical attention-

HESONY: =HE'S AWARE. And also a little nervous.=

KARKAT: =Is he nervous because Karkat doesn't sleep and spends his waking moments staring at him when he can do so without lunging across the truck?=

DAVE: -down boy-

HESONY: =jfc.....=

HESONY: =....yes, that might be one reason. Just try it, fish stick!=

KARKAT: =No. But fine.=

KARKAT: =Don't tempt him.=

HESONY: =What are you going to do, boy? Sneeze on me?=

KARKAT: =More like eat your face=

HESONY: =if you can even get to my face=

KARKAT: =One word: Kneecaps.=

HESONY: =I'll hold you by the scruff at arm's length, I swear I will=

KARKAT: =Hope you like having no hands=

MICEXA: -CHILDREN I WILL TURN THIS FUCKTRUCK AROUND-

HESONY: =But Miiiiiiss! He's looking at me funny!=

DAVE: -is terezi's old communicator within reach-

[[ Anyone can borrow this! ]]

DAVE: -now that his concussion is no longer life threatening, he was actually able to sleep for probably a good hour drooling on karkat.-

KARKAT: =That's ok, he's fine with that=

DAVE: -opens eyes suddenly HES AWAKE-

HESONY: How're you Holding up, Squishy?

DAVE: -squints at hesony- who the fuck are you talking to

HESONY: To you, Squishy the Human.

DAVE: what a dumbass name

DAVE: what is this adventure time

DAVE: except a shitty version of adventure time where everyone sucks

HESONY: Is this you volunteering yourself as the mascot?

DAVE: a mascot

DAVE: what is this sportsball

HESONY: Yes. It is exactly sportsball.

HESONY: The Expunger is the player and we are the ball, trying to gtfo fast enough where we won't get our asses kicked into our throats.

DAVE: shes not the player shes the season ending injuries

HESONY: Career ending, you mean. =he scoffed, a hint of laughter at the sides of his lips=

HESONY: =then he swallowed hard, his expression closing.=

[academicgeniality]

MINDFANG: -Arissa is entering the library, something she doesnt happen to do all that often given that she has her own book collection in her room, but after referencing the brutally powerful society of Spartans to Terezi a few times she wants to see if she can locate a book that will further defend her case for why they should have the ship crew shape its shit up.- 

MINDFANG: -Shes walking in between the isles and shelves looking for the right section.-

ARANEA: -she doesn't get much patronage in the library, so she ALWAYS notices when someone enters. much to her... well, admittedly mixed emotions, but mostly excitement, it's arissa who's visiting today and aranea promptly scurries into her aisle to annoy her.- 

ARANEA: Good evening, Arrisa! Can I help you with anything?

MINDFANG: -UUUUUGGGGHHHHHHHH is her internal reaction, but she doesn't show it and remains passive looking as ever.- 

MINDFANG: -She looks loads more healthy then when Aranea would have last seen her (And she also notes that Aranea looks better as well) asides from the bandage across her nose that was the last remaining indication that it had been broken in the dream bubbles.- 

MINDFANG: I don't need any assistance, I'm just looking for something. -continues scanning the books after sparing Aranea one glance.-

ARANEA: What are you looking for? -she doesn't NEED help... but aranea WANTS to help.-

MINDFANG: -Gross.- MINDFANG: -Side eyes Aranea.- ........ An anthology containing information on the ancient earth society of Spartans.

ARANEA: Ah! It's down this next aisle. Follow me. -goes off that way.- 

ARANEA: Sparta was quite an interesting society, wasn't it? In comparison to most other human civilizations, they were far more 8rutal and warlike... And prideful! Not unlike the culture shared 8y most trolls. Which is what makes them the most fascinating of all. Generally, humans are not compara8le to us, 8ut Sparta has shown that humans are just as capa8le of that same elitist strength that has 8een engratiated in trollkind for thousands upon thousands of sweeps.

MINDFANG: -She hesitates, sighs, and then wills herself to trail after Aranea and sit through her.... insightful blather.- 

MINDFANG: They were quite something. Frankly I 8elieve it a shame that their civilization died out. Imagine this war if all earthlings were raised in that same strength 8uilding method. Not to mention, comparatively, their social structures in how they treated their various mem8ers of their own soci8ty was highly advanced for their time, given how most females were regarded with at least some manner of respect. Dying through the final stage of their reproductive cycle was considered a warriors death.

ARANEA: It's true! Many human societies throughout their history have treated differing genders, particularly women, as lower class citizens. To 8e considered warriorlike for carrying out one of the most classically feminine roles is indeed progressive in ancient times such as theirs. 

ARANEA: -plucks the book off the shelf and offers it to arissa.- It makes me wonder about the roles of women as a troll... Do you think we're more privileged? Do we have the same expectations as others? Or more, or less? Troll culture has largely 8een considered matriarichal, 8ut I've heard arguments of a different perspective.

MINDFANG: -Accepts the book into her hands but raises a very telling eyebrow at Aranea.- I dont put that much thought into it. Comparing myself to the soci8ty of another species. 

MINDFANG: We function as matriarchal 8ecause the leaders we have come from a caste line that happens to 8e almost selectively female. And yet there are other castes in positions of no8ility which are predominately male, like you or myself. We could go on for hours about the nuances of who or what really runs our version of society 8ut personally I focus less on the fancier politics of trolls and instead consentr8 on the age old rule. Survival of the fittest.

MINDFANG: It explains all surviving and thriving leaders, and has got a far more equal ring to it if you ask me.

ARANEA: -chuckles a little to herself.- That is certainly a philosophy to live 8y... Or survive 8y, rather.

MINDFANG: I would not say the correction was required. I find it easy enough to take pleasure in that life style motto. -Thinks on it a moment.- Hm. You and I had vastly different up8ringings though so perhaps you cannot understand that concept after all. 

 MINDFANG: Do I need to sign this out? -Holds up the book.-

ARANEA: No need. I'll keep a record of it myself. -does that RIGHT NOW on her tablet.- 

ARANEA: I suppose up8ringing would change one's perspective on living versus surviving. 8ut whatever makes you happy, Arissa! I'm content with my own personal philosophies.

MINDFANG: -Squints as she tucks the book under her arm.- What you wont even stand to fight for your own ideals? No de8ate or attempt to de8unk me? -Why does her sister have to be so PASSIVE G O D. What was their psycho mom thinking.-

ARANEA: Oh? Would you like a de8ate? I can do that. 

ARANEA: -shrugs- I only assumed you wouldn't want to listen to my argument anyway. You're a 8it set in your ways!

MINDFANG: I a8solutely am, and you wont 8e changing them. That 8eing said as idiotic as yours might 8e at the very least stand 8y your own opinions. -Shakes her head.- I cant stand people who walk around glass shards when it comes to their ideas.

ARANEA: ... -tiny eyeroll- 

ARANEA: You know, politely accepting the differences 8etween yourself and others is hardly the same as dancing around the su8ject of having differences in the first place. 

ARANEA: 8ut since you are so adamant a8out it, I will tell you that I think simply surviving is hardly the same as living. What kind of life is that really? Fighting constantly, living on the edge wondering when you will next need to defend yourself. Do you ever have the time to appreciate the finer things? Somehow I dou8t it and I find it crass.

MINDFANG: I absolutely do. Just because I believe in always maintaining caution in the things I do does not mean I dont take time to appreciate how I live my life. Survival and living is quite different, you are right in saying that, but I dont think that you need to strictly abide by only one or the other per say. 

MINDFANG: But quite frankly, I'd rather continue living then enjoy smelling roses for a few minutes.

MINDFANG: So if I give up a few comforts, so be it. I instead give myself more opportunity to experience them when the opportunity arises. Dead is dead, Aranea, its the worst thing that can befall someone and I'll give almost anything to prolong meeting it.

[cannonadeastriction]

-- abscissionGalliard [AG] began trolling cannonadeAstriction [CA] at 18:34 --

AG: Would it 8e considered unprofessional if I was the slightest 8it ammused a8out how that Nitram 8oy attacked my neigh8or? 8y all means it is a pro8lem, 8ut considering he always seemed particularly judging of such acts of violence there is a fair twinge of irony to 8e detected from this.

CA: WWHAT NITRAM BOY ARE YE EVVEN BLABBIN' ABOUT? YER EX? FIGURE HE WWOULD DO SOMETHIN' STUPID HEARIN' ABOUT THIS STUFF. DON'T MUCH CARE FOR SEADWWELLERS, NOWW DOES HE?

AG: No, I dou8t Rhodri would have enough nerve for that. I am talking a8out the other one.

CA: WWHAT? THE HEAD A THE SCIENCE DEPARTMENT?

CA: KNEWW THAT GUY WWASN'T TRUSTWWORTHY. SEEMS TOO CHEERFUL.

CA: AIN'T NORMAL.

AG: Perhaps? He never seemed particularly scientifically inclined to me, 8ut I thought at one point I did see him aligned with the shipmen.

CA: AH. SO IT'S THE SMALLER WWINGED ONE. I FOLLOWW.

CA: NEVVER DID SEEM LIKE A VVIOLENT ONE TA ME EITHER. PERHAPS HE WWAS PENTIN' SHIT. FINALLY SNAPPED.

CA: WWHY WWOULD HE STAB YER NEIGHBOR HOWWEVVER? NOWW THAT IS THE QUESTION.

AG: I am fairly curious as to his reasonings myself. I dont happen to have all the details on this particular event that took place. I just know that he did it and for the time 8eing the 8lock adjacent from mine is empty yet again.

CA: CAN'T POSSIBLY BE DEAD FROM A MERE STABBIN'. KNOWW HUMANS BE FRAIL TA THAT KINDA THING, BUT WWOULD HAVVE HEARD AN ANNOUNCEMENT ABOUT IT SHOULD HE HAVVE PERISHED FROM IT.

CA: HOWWEVVER IF YER LOOKIN' FOR INFORMATION FROM ME ABOUT THE SITUATION, SEEIN' AS RUFIOH WWAS A SHIPMAN, THEN DON'T BOTHER.

CA: I'M ON VVACATION.

AG: Vac8tion?

CA: VVACATION.

CA: TWWO WWEEKS TA GET SOME ALONE TIME.

CA: JUST WWORK WWITH MYSELF, YE KNOWW. THAT WWHOLE BETTERIN' YERSELF DEAL OR WWHATEVVER.

CA: OH RIGHT. YE WWOULDN'T KNOWW.

AG: And this vac8tion time request was actually approved?

CA: RIGHT FROM THE CAPTAIN HIMSELF.

AG: And you are right I wouldn't know 8ecause I am already at near peek personal perfection.

CA: AYE. FOR SOMEONE NEAR WWELL OVVER HUNDRED A SWWEEPS I'M SURE YER VVERY IMPRESSIVVE TA THE OTHER COBALT BLOODS AT THE RETIREMENT HOMES.

AG: At least I dont need to take a two week vac8tion to "find myself." More likely you are just too old to get out of 8ed anymore, your joints must 8e t8king a real toll with all of this space travel.

AG: Poor thing.

CA: 'LEAST MY JOINTS DON'T HAVVE ANY TROUBLE WWITH EXERCISIN'. CAN'T SAY THE SAME ABOUT YE. DON'T THINK I SAWW YE OUTSIDE EVVEN ONCE BACK WWHEN WWE WWERE DOCKED STILL.

CA: OR PERHAPS YE SIMPLY DON'T HAVVE A BEACH BODY.

AG: Just 8ecause you did not see me hardly means I wasn't active. In fact I hardly spent anytime on the ship while we were docked. Hense my lack of presence.

AG: Let me guess, you were 8usy at the 8ottom of the sea, punching sardines the entire time?

CA: HAH! BEEN DOIN' MY FAIR SHARE A PUNCHIN', TRUE ENOUGH. THOUGH NONE A THEM SARDINES.

AG: Oh my 8ad, those would 8e too tough for you. Minnows are far more within your com8atance range.

CA: PITY THEN. TA HEAR THAT YER EVVEN MORE INSIGNIFICANT THAN A MINNOWW. AS I HAVVE BESTED YE IN COMBAT MANY MORE TIMES THAN WWHAT I CAN COUNT AS WWELL.

AG: What a hilarious joke that was.

AG: Who said you dont have a single funny 8one in your 8ody.

CA: NOBODY EVVER HAS.

CA: MY BONES ALL HAPPEN TA BE NOTHIN' BUT FUNNY.

AG: Funny looking perhaps.

AG: Anyways moving on from the awkward shape of your unfortun8 figure.

AG: I will 8e starting a form of self defense class soon enough.

AG: And ideally it will 8ecome mandatory for all shipmen. That portion is still in the works 8etween myself and the captain.

CA: AN UNFORTUNATE FIGURE THAT YE CAN'T SEEM TA GET ENOUGH A.

CA: SEEM MORE THAN A LITTLE HAPPY WWITH HAVVIN' ALL MANNER A MY "AWWKWWARD" SHAPES GOIN' IN AN' AT YE.

CA: BUT I DIGRESS.

CA: THAT SO? CAPTAIN MUST HAVVE MADE THAT DESICION IN HIS SLEEP. DON'T SEE HOWW YE WWOULD BE ABLE TA MANAGE TEACHIN' ANYONE IN ANY APPROPRIATE MANNER.

AG: And just what is that supposed to mean? I personally think that this crew has 8een too relaxed and lazy in their training methods. Too many previous civilians do not know how to properly fight and that hasn't 8rought up enough red flags to anyone 8ut me it would seem.

AG: What good are they if they die in com8at after all.

CA: YER MISUNDERSTANDIN'. I'M NOT DOUBTIN' THAT THIS CREWW NEEDS PROPER TRAININ', I'M DOUBTIN' YE BEIN' ABLE TA TRAIN THEM IN ANY FASHION THAT DOESN'T INVVOLVVE AT LEAST ONE INSTANCE A DISMEMBERMENT.

AG: You are making it seem as though that would 8e some huge travesty.

CA: AN' I WWILL CONTINUE TA DO SO UNTIL YE HAVVE EITHER PROVVEN ME OTHERWWISE OR UNTIL I'M THE VVICTIM A SOME TERRIBLE GODDAMN HEAD INJURY.

AG: Wonderfully noted.

AG: 8ut you cannot say that my methods do not eventually prove affective and yield high positive results in the end.

CA: DON'T THINK YE WWILL EVVER GET TA SEE THAT "END" IF YER TRAININ' PROCESS BE WWHAT I AM SUSPECTIN'. ONE LIMB OUTTA PLACE TOO MANY AN' I PROMISE YE THAT IF NOT THE OTHER OFFICERS, THEN THE CAPTAIN WWOULD BE SURE TA PUT AN END TA IT.

CA: WWE HAVVE ENOUGH PRESSURE ON THE MEDICAL STAFF AS IT IS.

AG: I highly dou8t full and complete lim8 loss will occur anyways.

CA: DON'T RECKON LOSIN' A FINGER OR TWWO IS VVERY POPULAR EITHER, SAD AS IT IS.

AG: I'm certain that if the medical staff is compitent then they know how to reattach fingers.

CA: AYE, BUT BE THEY CAPABLE A REATTATCHIN' GOOD FAITH TOWWARDS YERSELF AN' YER MANNER A HANDLIN' THINGS?

AG: Would you rather have half the crew sit there and die like the 8ark8easts they currently are, or may8e have a few missing a digit or two and actually 8e a8le to make it through one fight to continue to serve out whatever purpose they have on this ship once its over.

CA: I'M SURE YE KNOWW WWHAT MY ANSWWER TA THAT WWOULD BE. I'M JUST TRYIN' TA MAKE YE REALIZE THAT NOT EVVERYONE AROUND HERE ARE EXACTLY USED TA SUCH METHODS, OR WWOULD FIND THEM VVERY FAVVORABLE.

CA: A SELF DEFENSE TEACHER IS EASILY REPLACED ARRISA. LIMBS? NOT SO MUCH.

AG: Are you quite sure a8out that? I gained my replacement arm fairly easily.

CA: YER FORGETTIN' WWHAT KINDA SITUATION WWE ARE IN HERE. WWE DON'T HAVVE AN OVVERABUNDANCE A RESOURCES HERE, AN' DO YE HONESTLY THINK THE REST A THE CREWW WWOULD SEE PATCHIN' UP SHIPMEN FROM EASILY AVVOIDABLE INJURIES AS USEFUL?

AG: Fine.

AG: Consider yourself off my list of consider8tion then.

CA: CONSIDERATION? FOR WWHAT?

CA: YER TRAININ'? DON'T MAKE ME FUCKIN' LAUGH.

AG: No, 8ut a requirement for the time 8eing is that I have a junior officer oversee the training, and you have just 8een eliminated for that position.

CA: AH, BUT YE SEE. I WWOULD LIKELY NOT HAVVE GOTTEN THAT POSITION ANYWWAY. WWE ARE PERSONALLY INVVOLVED. MIGHT MEAN I WWOULD NOT TREAT YE FAIRLY. BESIDES I KNOWW HOWW MUCH YE LOVVE TA WWORK WWITH REDGLARE. OR EVVEN DARKLEER. WWHY WWOULD I EVVER WWANT TA DENY YE THAT PLEASURE?

AG: Shut up.

AG: Quite honestly they are two nasty ends of a horri8le situ8tion.

CA: ARE YE SAYIN' THAT YER INCAPABLE A RISIN' TA THE CHALLENGE?

CA: BECAUSE THAT CERTAINLY SOUNDS LIKE WWHAT YER SAYIN'.

AG: No, I will 8e selecting one of them, and dealing with their own personal 8rand of irrit8tions. 8ut there is no dou8t in my mind that they will not attempt to ruin me every step of the way.

CA: AN' THERE WWAS SOME KINDA DERANGED BELIEF AS TA THE CONTRARY IF IT WWERE ME?

CA: AS IF I WWOULD LET YE OUTSHINE ME IN MY OWWN WWORKSPACE. HONESTLY NOWW.

AG: Oh I am certain you would find plenty of ways to m8ke my life a living hell. 8ut at least I know how 8est to handle you.

CA: WWHICH IS PRECICELY WWHY HAVVIN TA DEAL WWITH EITHER A THEM WWOULD BE THE PERFECT WWAY TA MEASURE YER ABILITY. YER SO OVVERLY QUALIFIED TA TRAIN CREWW AS YER EXPRESSIN' BY THAT UNYELDIN' CONFIDENCE, SO WWHY NOT ADD SOME PROPER CHALLENGE TA IT?

AG: Challenge? Oh, this will not 8e a challenge. A pain in my ass may8e, and an endless and ongoing list of irrit8tion that will proceed to hover over me at every corner turn of this program. 8ut one way or another I will 8e conquoring this without 8r8king a sweat.

CA: OH YE WWILL? HAH. WWE WWILL SEE ABOUT THAT. OR RATHER I WWILL.

CA: MIGHT NOT BE THE ONE RESPONSIBLE FOR YE, BUT I WWILL CERTAINLY BE WWATCHIN'.

AG: Watching me turn the people on this ship into actual fighters.

CA: AN' SEEIN' HOWW YE FARE HAVVIN' THESE PEOPLE ON YER BACK, AS SOME WWOULD PUT IT.

AG: How you toller8 working with them is 8eyond me.

CA: THAT'S THE DIFFERENCE BETWWEEN YE AN' I.

CA: I HAPPEN TA BE A PROFESSIONAL.

AG: A professional 8each 8um.

AG: Also I should get 8ack to drafting an outline of my plans for the ciriculum. That is yet another condition of getting this program off the ground.

AG: Enjoy the rest of your "Vac8tion."

CA: YE LOVVE MY BEACH BUM.

CA: AN' WWHY, I THINK I WWILL. MIGHT JUST WWATCH YE HUSTLE AN' BUSTLE AROUND TOO LIKE YE HAVVE A FIRECRACKER UP YER ARSE.

AG: Make sure to wear your glasses so that you can actually SEE what you are imagining. There isn't anything sexy a8out a 8lur moving across your line of sight.

CA: THAT'S WWHERE YER SADLY MISTAKEN, AS YER BEST SIDE BY FAR HAPPENS TA BE THE ONE THAT IS MOST BLURRY.

AG: You are as foul as they come, truly.

CA: A FOUL ONLY EQUALLED BY YERSELF MY DEAR.

AG: Romantic as ever.

AG: 8ut I do have to 8e going.

AG: Make some time durring those two weeks to see me.

CA: I TRY MY BEST.

CA: GOOD LUCK WWITH YER PROJECT.

CA: I WWILL COME BY TA HAVVE A LOOK AT IT.

CA: PERHAPS OVVER DINNER.

AG: I am expecting 8oth wine and a plethora of useless critique.

AG: Nine oclock is usually 8est for me.

CA: NOTED.

CA: EIGHT OCLOCK, THEN.

AG: Perfect.

CA: HAH. THOUGHT SO.

AG: You guessed so.

AG: I'll see you then.

CA: THAT YE WWILL. TAKE CARE ARRISA.

CA: I'LL SEE YE SOON.

-- cannonadeAstriction [CA] gave up trolling abscissionGalliard [AG] at 22:57 --

[arcadiantroubadour]

-- arcadianTroubadour [AT] began trolling abscissionGalliard [AG] at 21:06 --

AT: ar1ssa, are you 1n your block?

AT: we need to talk,

AG: I am. What is it a8out?

AT: stuff 1 should have been much less w1shy-washy about a long t1me ago,

AT: can you open the door so 1 can come 1n?

AT: 1 don't wanna talk about th1s over comm,

-- arcadianTroubadour [AT] gave up trolling abscissionGalliard [AG] at 21:12 --

MINDFANG: *There is not another text reply but instead her block door opens, and she is standing there holding her com device in one hand, the other on the door frame. Arrisa is visibly in a less worse mood then before, having taken a shower after her embarrassing defeat, as is evident by the dampness of her hair.* So. I t8ke it this is a serious convers8tion then. *She keeps her expression neutral and stands aside for Rhodri. Not particularly enjoying the strange heaviness she is feeling about this up coming talk. Call it intuition.*

SUMMONER: *It was going to be a serious conversation, one that was a long time coming. Even so Rhodri isn't gonna quit smiling, it's when shit is the most difficult that you ought to smile anyway. Though it's just a ghost of one, it's still there. He shoves his own comm into his pocket when the door opens, a hand resting on the back of his neck.* yeah, sorry for jump1ng you w1th 1t out of the blue, but 1t's 1mportant, *Wanders into her block, but doesn't sit down yet. Even if he's made up his mind he's pretty nervous.* you, *Exhales through his nose.* m1ght want to s1t down?

MINDFANG: *His smile does very little to put her at ease. Arrisa slides her comm onto her desk as she passes it to travel to the couch. Once arriving she does not sit but instead places on hand on the back of it.* If it is something important, then I 8elieve I would rather stand. You may sit if you would like though. *She tried to remain passive, but it is now that Arrisa's eyebrows begin to knit together in the beginings of a warry frown.* Rhodri, what is it.

SUMMONER: *To be honest he would like to sit, to more easily break the news to her, but he's feeling too tense. Too jittery to sit still. If he did he'd likely get too wrapped up in his jitters, so instead he stands. His hand moves from his neck to briefly touch at one of the piercings on his lip, but it doesn't linger.* 1 want to talk about us, or me, spec1f1cally, wh1ch both sounds and 1s 1ncred1bly self1sh, *He's looking at her while he speaks, unafraid of what might come, as he's made up his mind.* but 1 have to qu1t be1ng d1shonest to myself for the sake of others, even 1f that "other" 1s someone 1 care as much for as 1 do you, you've asked me to not be around typhon -- the h1ghblood, but that's not someth1ng 1 can do, 1 can't just snap my f1ngers and mag1cally not have feel1ngs towards h1m anymore, that's not how 1t works, no matter how much 1 m1ght have wanted 1t to be that easy, 1t's not fa1r to keep both of you unsure as to what the fuck 1s go1ng on w1th me, and that's why 1've dec1ded to be honest about myself, and that means be1ng w1th h1m, as much as 1t does be1ng w1th you,

MINDFANG: *She is silent as she listens to him. And even when it is done she is silent. The only hint of reaction coming from Arrisa is the very clearly tightened grip of hers on the back of the couch, nails digging into fabric and testing its durability.* So you do love him in that way. 8ut I am aware you pro8a8ly also understand why- *She pauses to draw in a sharp, hintingly angry breath as she looks up for a moment and shuts her eyes. Containing whatever it was that she was currently feeling as the released her deathgrip on the back of the sofa and exhaled.*

MINDFANG: Understand why. I take issue with it.

MINDFANG: 8y this point. I have no idea if he has intention of hurting you, me or dualscar.

MINDFANG: 8ut he nearly killed my kismesis. I have no idea if you are aware of what that feels like. 8ut I am going to guess not.

MINDFANG: *She opens her eyes again and looks at him with a narrowed gaze that probably gives away her upset.*

MINDFANG: You are certain that this is how you feel for him.

SUMMONER: *His hands hook in his pockets, a hint of nervous twitches to his fingers. He knew this was coming, but it doesn't make it hurt any less. He lowers his head, looking off to the side.* of course 1 know that's how you feel about 1t, that's k1nd of why, *Exhales, frustrated with himself. He looks back to her.* why that 1've been try1ng so hard not to have any sort of feel1ngs towards h1m other than just d1sgust, but 1 can't force feel1ngs to happen one way or the other, no one can do that, and even 1f they could that's not someth1ng that people should do, feel1ngs are complex and fucked up, but they're your feel1ngs and hav1ng feel1ngs 1s okay, what 1 hate 1s that my feel1ngs are mak1ng you hurt, 1 don't want that, but 1 can't keep mak1ng myself unhappy for the sake of other people e1ther,

SUMMONER: 1 wouldn't be happy cont1nu1ng l1ke how 1 was go1ng, and that would have just gotten us fucked up 1n the end,

SUMMONER: at least th1s way 1'm honest about 1t and not,

SUMMONER: just wa1t1ng for 1t to go to hell,

MINDFANG: *Mindfang crosses her arms over her chest. For some disgusting reason she wasn't finding any surprise in this. Maybe because no matter how pissed of she was she could find some logic to what he was saying? The being honest portion anyways. Rhodri probably was not wrong, if he had continued to stay quiet about his feelings likely then there would just grow some horrible animosity one way or another like a emotional mold between them. Arrisa could hardly pinpoint /why/ she was so mad actually. Rhodri wasn't lying to her, wasn't deceiving her or purposefully trying to hurt her like he was. There would be no required interaction between her and her matesprit's kismesis. So really the only theoretical reason for why she hated the idea of Rhodri and Typhon being together had to be that she was actually /worried/ about it. Worried about his safety. Worried about having to place her trust for her matesprit's safety in the hands of a troll who had tried to so easily murder one of her quadrants before. That was something she just couldn't swallow.*

MINDFANG: 8y 8eing with him your are trusting your safety to him. He has put you in the infirmary 8efore, you cannot tell me you don't see this as 8eing a stupid, reckless decision.

MINDFANG: How do you know he wont do it again.

SUMMONER: *Rhodri might feel like throwing up, but it doesn't show on him. He appears weirdly calm sans his sometimes wandering eyes at Arrisa's more sharp points. Sharp points he already had asked himself. With back straight, he raises a hand to gesture with it.* that's the th1ng, 1 do trust h1m, and 1 do trust h1m that whatever beef he had w1th Dualscar 1s done and over w1th, me w1nd1ng up 1n the 1nf1rmary was an acc1dent, wh1ch was very much caused by myself, had he really not g1ven a fuck about me he wouldn't have put up the effort 1n patch1ng me up and gett1ng me 1nto the 1nf1rmary 1n the f1rst place, *His hand goes to his hair, running through it and at rest on his neck again.* 1 can't know that 1t won't happen aga1n, just l1ke 1 can't know anyth1ng about the future, but 1 know he would never hurt me on purpose, 1 know you have absolutely no reason to trust that 1n the sl1ghtest, but that's what 1 have to say to that, 1-- *Sigh.* ar1ssa, 1'm sorry, for all of th1s, for be1ng a fuck1ng coward and not g1v1ng you a f1nal answer about all of th1s before now, 1'm sorry that 1'm hurt1ng you w1th 1t now, that 1 have to make th1s des1c1on, but 1 d1dn't want to keep ly1ng to you, nor to myself,

MINDFANG: *Him seeming so calm about this pricks at her. It wasnt as if she was not doing the same thing, putting on a cold shell front to keep things civil and calm, but seeing Rhodri appearing to seem callous about the whole thing digs some of her anger out into her words.* You know I will 8e honest Rhodri had you continued to lie to me you wouldn't 8e a8le to stand where you stand now. I don't appreci8 liars. In fact they piss me off. So I can respect you coming forward like a grown up and openly stating your mind. *She just wasn't to wound him now. Make him feel what she does. Arrisa wanted to see him visably squirm just to give her some sort of control over the situation.* What I dont respect is stupidity. And I'm going to 8e 8rutally honest in telling you that your vision of some sort of equal 8alance 8etween you and him is idiotic and a wriggler's wet dream.

MINDFANG: I don't see it. I don't understand it.

MINDFANG: Truthfully I wouldn't want to either. *Her frown is slowly deepening into a scowl as she moves around the couch to relocate herself so it is no longer between them.*

SUMMONER: *He appears calm because he's speaking. His mind, his feelings. This should be no different from all his performances, his speeches and words about the cause. Yet it is, it's killing him on the inside but he doesn't want her to see it. He doesn't want to show it. If he does he will waver, and they will be back at square one. It's time to move forward.* maybe you don't see 1t, or understand 1t, whether or not that 1s someth1ng you've actually tr1ed act1vely th1nk1ng about or not, but what 1s between me and h1m 1s exactly that, 1t's not someth1ng you have to see, or understand, just l1ke 1 don't see or understand how you manage to be w1th dualscar, but 1 don't qu1zz you for 1t, 1 don't have to understand so long as 1t 1s a relat1onsh1p you want to be 1n, and that you are happy 1n, because 1t's between you and h1m, 1 know 1 can't poss1bly expect to compare the two fa1rly s1nce dualscar has never put me 1n actual phys1cal harm as typhon d1d you, but you're worr1ed st1ll, and 1'm tell1ng you there's no reason to, he's not go1ng to hurt any on th1s sh1p any more, what old gruges were are over w1th, but should that one day no longer be the truth 1 can guarantee you 1 w1ll be the f1rst one 1n l1ne to get h1s ass,

SUMMONER: 1 can't ask you to agree to what 1'm do1ng, 1 can't ask you to forg1ve h1m for what he's done, but 1'm ask1ng you to at least trust me on that,

MINDFANG: *Her metallic fingers move to delicately pinch the bridge of her nose, the cold machinery on her skin does well to remind her why she was being stubborn about this. He would feel attractive hatred for whom he would, and she had no right to try and force him to change that. And she loved him. Loved him because he was bold enough to tell her what he thought and strong enough to stand by it even now after he knew what it could cost. Arrisa respected that. Or at least... she wanted to. She wanted to be okay with it. To be okay with him and Typhon. But even if she could get over what the highblood had done to her, she would /Never/ be anywhere close to letting go of the linger effects on her Kismesis. She would sooner rather kill Typhon then come to terms with sharing a lover with him.* ........

MINDFANG: I trust you, Rhodri.

MINDFANG: 8ut not him. Never him.

MINDFANG: Nev8r him. Ever. *She set her jaw and stared at him with a piercing intensity.* I have a cav8ty where I once had a magificiant eye. My arm will one day rust inste8d of rot.

MINDFANG: And my kismesis who I have kn8wn for sweeps and sweeps will continue to suffer from what your "Pitch crush cl8wn." has done to him.

MINDFANG: I......... I need you to leave. For now.

MINDFANG: *She is so rigid as she says this she nearly chokes on the words.* I need to rethink things. Without you here.

MINDFANG: *Because god forbid she starts to hate him and lash out.*

SUMMONER: *He shuts his eyes, relieved that she trusts him. If nothing else, at least there's that. He looks at her once more, his back not as straight as it once was.* and 1'm not ask1ng you to trust h1m, 1 m1ght be self1sh but 1 would never go that far, 1'm not tell1ng you that how you feel 1s wrong, 1'm not tell1ng you that what he d1d 1s someth1ng 1'll ever forg1ve, 1'm just, 1 just want to be real w1th you, because you deserve that, and 1'm not go1ng to tell you that any react1on you have to th1s 1s wrong, 1'll accept whatever 1t 1s you dec1de,

SUMMONER: but 1 th1nk you're r1ght, 1n that 1 need to leave, that we need to not, *Rubs the bridge of his nose now, pinching it and exhales as his arm drops.* that a break, would be a good 1dea,

SUMMONER: to sort all of th1s, to let you th1nk about th1s, w1thout feel1ng l1ke you're obl1ged to me to not react l1ke you want to,

MINDFANG: Thank you for understanding.

MINDFANG: *She then turns her back to him and walks to her door, opening it while keeping her gaze on inspecting her nails, waiting for him to walk out. She had nothing else to say to this. Nothing she wanted him to hear.*

SUMMONER: *Nods.* yeah,,, the least 1 could do 1 guess, *Looks off to the side, then back to her one last time even if she doesn't look at him.* 1'm sorry ar1ssa, 1 really am, *His voice is thick, but it doesn't waver. He goes to the door, and as he's about to exit he pauses. He opens his mouth hesitantly, but closes it before anything else comes out. Turning away, he leaves her block as she had asked, not looking behind. Only forward.*

[truculentcampyman-blog]

-- abscissionGalliard [AG] began pestering truculentCampyman [TC] at 21:02 --

AG: I need to talk to you.

TC: no weapons this time? an occassion most rare :o)

AG: Only 8ecause I'm still under pro88tion, yes. No weapons.

AG: I know what you did.

TC: you come to me with accusations of some ambiguousity

TC: i do a lotta shit

AG: I know what you have done recently.

TC: sister never message a motherfucker say hi

TC: brother how your shit progressin

AG: I don't talk to trolls that maim me.

TC: always some finger pointery

AG: Or my quadrant m8s.

TC: that's just you bein bitter

AG: Which you have done twice now.

AG: Yes, consider me the 8iggest, 8itter 8itch there is.

TC: nah, not the biggest

AG: Do you have rel8tions of the pitch kind with Rhodri Nitram.

TC: can't ask your flush himself if he down with the clown?

TC: damn

AG: He told me he is, I want to hear it from you to confirm it.

TC: brother ain't one to keep secrets or make shit up

TC: but i guess initial distrust isn't uncommon

AG: How

AG: How commited are the two of you.

AG: I'm sickened to ask this.

AG: You clearly are anything 8ut good for him.

AG: You nearly killed him.

TC: you sure you know what death look like?

TC: that ain't dead

TC: i know the nearness of death

TC: gonna coddle that motherfucker, he got more strength than you attest crediation to

AG: He has strength, 8ut clearly a large lack of 8rain since he is dooming himself to a quadrant with you.

TC: not gonna argue you on his lack of sense

TC: motherfucker is rightfully stupid

AG: Don't call him stupid.

AG: Only I have that right.

TC: :o)

AG: Remove that smile from this convers8tion and refrain from using it ever again.

TC: ;oD

AG: I will kill you. One day. I swear on it.

TC: you making some slow progress on my death sister

AG: Well o8viously I can't just outright slaughter you.

TC: true

TC: you couldn't

AG: The trou8le that would come with it would 8e too much of a hassle.

TC: there ain't no trouble and you know that full and well

TC: provide your excuses as you please arachnasis

TC: but i don't like empty promises in my inbox

AG: It wont 8e an empty promise.

TC: many a troll declares claws they wish to lay into my skull

AG: I will carry through with it on my own time.

TC: angry and bitter for reasons i give no shit unto

TC: you ain't no different i must say

TC: only in closer confines

TC: come as you please, with your lack of support from motherfuckers i hold close to mineself i look forward to your time

TC: until then however

TC: keep that nonsense to your fantasies

AG: I could de88 the fact of my future f8 to 8e the 8ne to cut you through to the 8one, 8ut I wont w8ste my time or 8reath much longer on it. I have 8etter things to do.

AG: 8ut.

AG: If you /ever/

AG: Hurt Rhodri again like that.

AG: Not even death will 8e worse of a hell then what I will rain down upon you.

TC: that's a bad joke sis

TC: you had no punchline

TC: gotta lead em up to it not throw that shit in they face

AG: So is your idea of a kismesitude with my m8sprit.

AG: Except the punch line will 8e my fist to your throat.

TC: most motherfuckers would find a secret hoardin matesprit with all half truths and full lies a marvel but i ain't one to judge a relationship

TC: shit ain't my hiss of faygo and i can nod at that shit with respect

AG: Are you going to continue to see Rhodri.

AG: Are you going to keep up this dangerous affair.

TC: not seeing how my business is yours still sister

AG: Its not. 8ut his 8usiness is mine.

TC: don't see how

TC: your own isn't his, or you rollin with your double-standardations

TC: boundaries is necessary to establish in a relationship

AG: Anything that poses a threat to my quadrantm8s 8ecomes my 8usiness.

TC: how you handlin him being his own threat :o?

AG: I will warn you to stay away from him. And I will give him the same message and see how it unfolds.

TC: nah that's not how you set boundaries

TC: relationships give and take sis, can't just bark orders like that

TC: none results

AG: I'm not taking rel8tionship advice from the likes of you.

AG: I've said my peace, and I can hardly stand to speak to you any longer.

AG: So I will 8e leaving now.

TC: coulda left without sayin that

TC: makes no damn sense

AG: Neither does your hair.

TC: actions not words damn :o/

-- abscissionGalliard [AG] ceased pestering truculentCampyman [TC] at 21:42 -- 

[taskforcetumut]

ATRIUM SECURITY RECORDING 0267

[6:19:41 PM]  CITRIN: -waddles into the cafeteria. WADDLE WADDLE. fat baby coming through.-

ARANEA: -she is also here to get food and when she turns around from the food line she nearly runs into him.- Ack! Oh-- ........ -looks around.- Um. Hello there... Whatever your name is. Shouldn't you 8e attended to 8y an adult? I assume that's how things are 8eing dealt with when it comes to the wrigglers. And--

ARANEA: -realizes it's stupid to try and have a lengthy conversation with him.- Anyway! 8e seeing you. -walks around him to find a place to sit.-

CITRIN: -STARES at her.-

ARANEA: -SHE CAN FEEL HIS GAZE BURNING INTO THE BACK OF HER HEAD. HELP.- :::: |

[6:21:02 PM]  REDGLARE: -Peers ominously from her table.  She's got, in contrast to her usual paperwork data tablet, THREE paperwork data tablets strung together against one another.-

[6:22:15 PM]  ARANEA: -paperwork? now this she likes to see. she goes over to redglare's table, trying to ignore the toddler following her around.- Hello! May I sit here?

[6:22:43 PM]  UNCLE BRO: -UNACCEPTABLE. How dare she be doing paperwork while his nephews are in the clink. Bruncle is coming in to get a little food. At this point, he's used to seeing the kid free.- Sup cit here to get some grub

[6:24:16 PM]  REDGLARE: Won't stop you.  

REDGLARE: -EYES BRNUCLE.  SUSPICIOUS GAZE.-

REDGLARE: -She gestures to the other seat, because she's relatively certain he's going to take one sooner or later, too.-

[6:24:37 PM]  MINDFANG: -She is getting her own food and happens to see her neighbor/bathroommate with a wriggler right there. Which is curious enough to her to warrent walking up to both of them and inquire with a raised eyebrow.-

MINDFANG: Is that one yours. -Obviously not since she hasn't heard obnoxious child screaming in the room joined with hers.-

[6:26:38 PM]  REDGLARE: -The tablets mostly seem to be personnel reports.  They are, indeed, severely understaffed at present, as might be expected.  She doesn't look up from her work as Mindfang approaches.-  C1tr1n Str1d3r.  

REDGLARE: No.

[6:26:50 PM | Edited 6:27:21 PM]  UNCLE BRO: -It's possible she's heard other obnoxious screaming though. Bruncle loads up a sandwich, nachos, and THREE chocolate chip cookies- Yeah birthed him myself its like im a mother grub or somethin how wild is that

[6:28:28 PM]  CITRIN: -IT ME, CITRIN STRIDER. he's smiling at his gruncle, but he's just standing around watching all these adults. waiting... watching...-

ARANEA: -aw shit, and it's mindfang. she takes a seat at redglare's table, thankful that the others seem to be distracting the scary child of dirk's.-

[6:28:58 PM]  ARADIA: -flies in for no reason whatsoever, but she's here, and she lands in front of the FOOD-

ARADIA: -and there's citrin- hi citrin! did you escape again?

[6:29:27 PM]  UNCLE BRO: -Holy shit it's Not Damara-

[6:29:51 PM]  MINDFANG: -This guy clearly has the best diet. Not.-

MINDFANG: Incredi8ly so.

MINDFANG: And if you are in fact a mother gru8 then, does that mean you managed to collect a massive amount of 8iological genetic material to sustain to com8ination of genes to produce--

MINDFANG: -Stares at Aradia. There are too many flying trolls.-

[6:30:26 PM]  REDGLARE: -Her wings flit only to spite her.-

[6:31:01 PM]  CITRIN: -smiles up at aradia- halo.

ARANEA: -she's a flying troll TOO. aren't you proud, arrisa?-

[6:31:44 PM]  ARADIA: -crouches down a little- hello! are you hungry?

[6:32:17 PM]  MINDFANG: -She is proud of NO ONE.-

[6:33:04 PM]  CITRIN: -HE'S ALWAYS HUNGRY. he looks towards the food line again.-

ARANEA: -::::'C-

[6:33:42 PM]  MINDFANG: -She looks between Aradia and Citrin like: How can you manage to be around that small drooly thing.-

[6:33:50 PM]  ARADIA: -she holds her arms out in case he'll let her pick him up so they can pick something out-

[6:36:56 PM]  CITRIN: -he will allow this, floating himself up part of the way to her arms and then clings to her.-

[6:37:56 PM]  UNCLE BRO: -Welp, looks like Citrin is in good hands. He heard Mindfang but he just won't respond, instead going to plop down next to Redglare, cookies suspiciously facing towards her as he begins to eat.-

[6:39:01 PM]  MINDFANG: -Well, rather then standing around and hating the existence of children, Arrisa is going to find herself a seat. Even if it is at the table where Redglare is. The main reason behind this choice is because 1. Everyone seems to be sitting there. And 2. If she sits next to Aranea she can thrive off the other's reactions.-

MINDFANG: I would ask if this seat was taken, 8ut since no one was here, I am going to guess that is a no.

[6:39:07 PM | Edited 6:39:43 PM]  ARADIA: -she grins and picks him up, standing to her feet and heading over to the buffet.- what looks good to you? i think its all pretty yummy

[6:41:32 PM]  ARANEA: Hello, Arrisa. :::: ) You're welcome to sit, of course!

CITRIN: -he agrees, pointing at a little bit of everything and babbling about it.-

[6:43:54 PM | Edited 6:44:04 PM]  ARADIA: -she smiles at him and starts a plate up, getting a little bit of everything he points to.- im wondering if sollux knows youre out or if hes losing his mind looking for you

ARADIA: (kind of hard to do with no sight) :D

[6:44:48 PM]  CITRIN: -lol GET DUNKED ON, DAD.- 8) -he buzzes happily-

[6:46:05 PM]  ARADIA: -she takes him over to an empty table and sets him on her lap and gets to work cutting the bigger pieces into smaller ones- we can eat first

ARADIA: youre outsmarting your dads already though

[6:47:19 PM]  MINDFANG: Thank you. I can only hope you've 8een well enough given the current circumstances. -She already sounds kind of bored with the opening pleasentries, but goes through the paces none the less.-

[6:50:55 PM]  ARANEA: Oh. Yes, I've 8een fine. -pokes at her food.-

CITRIN: -like it's HARD, aradia. he waits for her to finish cutting before he starts grabbing some food.-

[6:53:14 PM]  UNCLE BRO: -Munches loudly-

[6:53:24 PM]  ARADIA: -she grins and watches how cute his tiny little hands are, wings fluttering- at least you know where to get food

[6:53:30 PM]  REDGLARE: -Grunt.-  Pl34s3 don't. 1'm busy.

[6:54:18 PM]  HANDMAID: -walks in on a mission-

[6:55:05 PM]  UNCLE BRO: -Obnoxious eating noises-

[6:55:23 PM]  REDGLARE: -Swats hand at him.-  No. Stop.

[6:55:33 PM]  REDGLARE: G3tt1ng crumbs on my work.

[6:56:11 PM]  HANDMAID: -marches on over to redglare- WHERE blanket.

[6:56:17 PM | Edited 6:56:48 PM]  UNCLE BRO: Whatcha working on -Shoves a cookie in her hand. Swat that.-

[6:56:29 PM]  UNCLE BRO: Oh hey damara

[6:56:34 PM]  CITRIN: -babbles nonsense, but there's stuff in there that sounds like "food" and "da." STUFFS HIS FAT LITTLE FACE.-

[6:58:07 PM]  REDGLARE: 1'm work1ng on-- -STARES AT THE COOKY WITH FIRE IN HER EYES.  She captchalogues it just so that it disappears.- >:|  

REDGLARE: 1'm work1ng on a compr3h3ns1v3 4ss3t r3port 4nd rud1m3nt4ry--

REDGLARE: -AND THEN DAMARA ALSO.-

REDGLARE: ...Th3... bl4nk3t?

[6:58:49 PM]  ARADIA: yes you are eating food

ARADIA: -she smiles warmly at him, expression softening- you miss your dad huh?

[6:59:29 PM]  HANDMAID: firefly BLANKET. WHERE. -she's obviously pretty angry about this, and she just glares at bruncle like he's some sort of accomplice-

[7:00:11 PM]  REDGLARE: 1-- don't know, D4m4r4, w3 us3d 1t l4st morn1ng.  1 h4d 4ssum3d 1t w4s wh3r3 w3 l3ft 1t.

[7:00:34 PM]  HANDMAID: NO! NOT.

[7:01:13 PM]  REDGLARE: D1d you s34rch th3 room...?

[7:01:19 PM]  HANDMAID: YES.

[7:01:40 PM]  REDGLARE: No on3 3ls3 h4s b33n 1n our qu4rt3rs, 1'm sur3 1t's st1ll th3r3.

[7:02:08 PM]  HANDMAID: -attempts to snatch redglare's papers and throw them on the ground.- NOT.

[7:03:12 PM]  REDGLARE: -Her expression fails to change in any way, though she is left wit something of a mess on her hands.  And on the floor.-  D4m4r4.

[7:05:02 PM]  HANDMAID: -stares redglare down with the most pissed off face-

[7:05:50 PM]  REDGLARE: -She sighs.  She's going to try to grab another cookie from bruncle because fuck you in particular.- D4m4r4, th4t d1dn't h3lp 4nyth1ng.

[7:07:01 PM]  HANDMAID: -steps on the papers-

[7:07:30 PM]  ARANEA: -OH MY. SOMEBODY is causing a scene. how rude! she's gonnawatch intently tho...-

CITRIN: -looks up at aradia with cheeks full of food when she mentions his dad, maybe hoping she can take him to him??-

[7:08:02 PM]  REDGLARE: -She stands up.-  You'r3 not go1ng to f1nd your bl4nk3t l1k3 th4t.

[7:10:16 PM]  ARADIA: -she kisses citrin's head- your dad is on vacation! bye bye just for a little while

HANDMAID: -stomps on the papers again-

[7:10:34 PM]  REDGLARE: D4m4r4.  Look 4t m3.

[7:11:08 PM]  HANDMAID: -kicks the papers-

[7:11:24 PM]  REDGLARE: D4M4R4.

[7:12:02 PM]  HANDMAID: WHAT.

[7:12:08 PM]  HANDMAID: -more kicking-

[7:12:26 PM]  REDGLARE: W3 4r3 go1ng.  R1ght now.

[7:12:37 PM]  REDGLARE: -She swipes the data pads.-

[7:15:35 PM]  HANDMAID: NO. -what a scene-

[7:15:44 PM]  REDGLARE: R1GHT.  NOW.

[7:17:10 PM]  CITRIN: -he doesn't really get it, looking back at his food.- da bye bye... -OMPH. eat away the sadness.-

[7:19:25 PM]  HANDMAID: NO!

ARADIA: -the sound of chaos behind her is like one of those peaceful environment CDs- yeah! da bye bye!

[7:21:01 PM]  CITRIN: -rest in fucking pieces, father...-

[7:21:28 PM]  REDGLARE: T3ll m3.

REDGLARE: 3x4ctly wh4t 1t 1s you w4nt.

REDGLARE: Or w3'r3 go1ng.

[7:23:39 PM]  CITRIN: -she makes it sound like a good thing, so he questions it a little less.- bye bye!! -AND BYE BYE TO THIS FOOD.-

[7:25:29 PM]  ARADIA: bye bye! dont worry i miss him too

HANDMAID: UGH! NO. -full on tantrum here-

[7:26:38 PM]  REDGLARE: W3ll 1 c4n't do.

REDGLARE: 4NYTH1NG l1k3 th1s.

[7:28:18 PM]  HANDMAID: -sits down on the ground-

[7:30:57 PM]  REDGLARE: -She quietly folds her arms, looking down.  This is exhausting.-

[7:32:10 PM]  REDGLARE: W3'll f1nd 1t.

[7:35:56 PM]  HANDMAID: -crosses her arms-

[7:39:30 PM]  REDGLARE: You c4n't do th1s.

[7:40:13 PM]  HANDMAID: i MADE blanket.

[7:40:39 PM]  REDGLARE: 4nd you 4r3 proud of 1t.

[7:42:11 PM]  HANDMAID: i made it.

[7:42:24 PM]  REDGLARE: 1 know.

[7:42:53 PM]  HANDMAID: -she looks sad now-

[7:43:50 PM]  REDGLARE: -She sighs, just sitting on the ground.-

[7:47:31 PM]  HANDMAID: :(

[7:48:01 PM]  REDGLARE: 1'll look.  Wh3n w3 g3t b4ck to th3 room.

[7:49:07 PM]  HANDMAID: yes.

[7:49:18 PM]  HANDMAID: i do not. remember.

[7:49:30 PM]  REDGLARE: Th4t's ok4y.  Som3t1m3s... p3opl3 forg3t.

[7:50:10 PM]  HANDMAID: i forget.

[7:50:55 PM]  REDGLARE: 1t w1ll turn up.

[7:53:12 PM]  HANDMAID: yes?

[7:55:13 PM]  REDGLARE: Y34h.

[7:55:31 PM]  HANDMAID: -she nods-

[7:55:47 PM]  REDGLARE: You. Ok4y?

[7:56:11 PM]  HANDMAID: yes. not hurt.

[7:56:21 PM]  REDGLARE: Pl34s3 h3lp m3 p1ck th3s3 up.

[7:58:23 PM]  HANDMAID: -she looks at her for a moment before she picks one up-

[7:59:14 PM]  REDGLARE: -She starts gathering up the papers.-

[8:01:02 PM]  HANDMAID: -hands the paper to redglare-

[8:01:12 PM]  REDGLARE: Th4nk you.

[8:01:26 PM]  HANDMAID: you is welcome.

[8:01:47 PM]  REDGLARE: You 4r3 w3lcom3.

[8:02:04 PM | Edited 8:02:19 PM]  HANDMAID: you are welcome.

[8:02:29 PM]  REDGLARE: Good.

[8:03:56 PM]  HANDMAID: good.

[8:07:29 PM | Edited 8:09:05 PM]  JOHN: -he's sneaking in to grab some eats. hes kind of tired so he just walks rather than floating-

[8:07:47 PM]  REDGLARE: -She's starting to organize her papers again, adjusting her glasses.-

[8:09:08 PM]  ARADIA: -spots john from where she is with citrin and waves-

HANDMAID: -pats the edges of the papers like she's trying to straighten them out-

[8:10:06 PM]  JOHN: -pads up to her like 8)-

[8:10:32 PM]  CITRIN: -looks at john and also waves with wiggly fingers-

[8:10:51 PM]  ARADIA: hi john!

[8:12:39 PM]  JOHN: hey aradia. hey lil man.

[8:12:52 PM]  CITRIN: -it me!!-

[8:13:19 PM]  JOHN: -comes in for a SWEET FIST BUMP-

[8:13:50 PM]  CITRIN: -YAAAASSSS. tiny little fist bump for john.- >8)

[8:14:42 PM]  JOHN: -yes, excellent-

[8:14:51 PM]  ARADIA: aw :)

[8:15:25 PM]  JOHN: didya wander off again citrin? then again feferi kinda let's rules roam a bit these days

[8:16:03 PM]  ARADIA: something tells me sollux isnt aware of this one

ARADIA: he was hungry and looking for d- i -r-k

[8:16:28 PM]  JOHN: -takes a seat right next to the pair with his foods-

[8:16:38 PM]  JOHN: oh...yeah?

[8:17:03 PM]  JOHN: you want half a sammich citrin? -tears it and shows it to him-

[8:17:27 PM]  ARADIA: yeah thats what im thinking anyway

[8:17:59 PM]  CITRIN: -FEED HIM MORE. he snatches up that sandwich and starts to nibble.-

[8:18:19 PM]  JOHN: at least he knows to come to the atrium where there's always peeps to watch him

[8:18:36 PM]  ARADIA: thats true -she looks down at citrin- youre very smart

[8:19:05 PM]  JOHN: -stuffs his face with his own sammich-

[8:23:07 PM]  JOHN: -passes citrin some of his juice too-

[8:23:23 PM]  JOHN: how're you and ananya doing?

[8:23:48 PM]  ARADIA: really well! shes moving around as much as she can like always :)

[8:24:26 PM]  JOHN: hahaha oh man we gotta teach that kid the hokey pokie.

[8:24:47 PM]  DAD: -observing John from the safety of the kitchens. He is currently up to his elbows in dishes and won't be abandoning his station but... still. He is definitely watching.-

[8:25:16 PM]  ARADIA: the hokey pokie? whats that? -looks at citrin like DO U KNOW WHAT THAT IS-

[8:26:14 PM]  JOHN: aw what- -MOMENTARILY DISTRACTED. he smiles and waves. YES HELLO FATHER-

[8:26:19 PM]  CITRIN: -sounds LAME to him-

[8:28:03 PM]  DAD: -stern nodding. He sees you interacting with that lovely young woman, John.-

[8:29:11 PM]  ARADIA: i dont know what the hokey pokey is

[8:29:34 PM]  JOHN: -WHAT. NO??? Coughs and turns back to aradia- its a little dance for kids ..yknow but your right foot in put your right foot out

[8:29:55 PM]  JOHN: -nothing?-

[8:30:45 PM]  ARADIA: -she shrugs- youll have to teach us then!

[8:31:23 PM]  JOHN: ....i really can't think of anything i'd rather be doing, honestly

[8:31:49 PM]  JOHN: cmon citrin don't be all dubious...it'll be fun

[8:33:08 PM]  CITRIN: -stares at him with food in his mouth. MORE DUBIOUS CHEWING.-

[8:33:21 PM]  JOHN: for now i gotta get back to work though. you cool with kiddo?

[8:34:57 PM]  ARADIA: yes! we are great

[8:35:04 PM]  ARADIA: let me know if you need help with anything ok?

[8:35:28 PM]  JOHN: ....oh! by the way ...i haven't seen feferi in...a few days. I know she's real busy but I'm a il worried. probably going to break into the control room soon to make sure eridan didn't strap her to a hamster wheel or somethin'

[8:36:37 PM]  ARADIA: shes been insanely busy with her helmsman duties i know that much

ARADIA: i havent seen her either but you know how committed she is when shes needed :)

[8:36:40 PM]  ARADIA: its cute

[8:37:59 PM]  JOHN: well yeah. hehe...it really is. -GRIN- but yknow. everyone needs a break! anyways imma say hi to my dadfather real quick. see you two later.

[8:38:08 PM]  JAKE: *waddling in and setting up a station for himself in one of the emptier tables. Muttering to himself, he's bringing out a toolbox and an detachable magnifying glass he secures on the rim of his glasses. With a miniscule laser tool in hand, it's not long before Jake appears to be quite busy with a SCIENCE GIZMO of some kind.*

JOHN: -surrenders the rest of the meal to the fat bby-

[8:39:03 PM]  JOHN: -he's stopping in at the kitchen on his way out to check on Mr. Egbert-

[8:39:18 PM]  ARADIA: bye john!

ARADIA: -watches jake- what do you think hes doing over there citrin?

[8:41:04 PM]  DAD: *steady dish washing noises coming from kitchen. The air is steamy and Dad himself is in the process of spraying off this entire pile of clean dishes, gloved hand against his aproned hip.*

[8:41:16 PM]  JOHN: -pokes his head in- dad... christ, can hardly see you. god ...dang that's a lot of dishes. you want me to come back on my break and help you out?

[8:41:34 PM]  CITRIN: -follows her gaze when she addresses his name and seems EXCITED when he sees jake- >80 -continues to consume his bountiful food harvest.-

[8:42:29 PM]  JOHN: -mildly horrified-

[8:43:09 PM]  ARADIA: yeah! thats jake! you know jake huh?

[8:43:57 PM]  DAD: NOT NECESSARY, JOHN. -water shuts off as he speaks- THE TASK HAS BEEN COMPLETED.

DAD: THE OFFER IS APPRECIATED, HOWEVER. THANK YOU, SON.

[8:44:05 PM]  CITRIN: -mouthful of food.- zzzcrumphz.

[8:44:28 PM]  ARADIA: ...scrumps?

[8:45:21 PM]  CITRIN: zcrumpz!

[8:46:33 PM]  JOHN: -blinks a little in confusion. is he seeing things? he needs more coffee- oh uh, alright.

[8:46:45 PM]  JOHN: you doing ok?

[8:46:52 PM]  ARADIA: -she has no idea what he's saying but it sounds adorable- yeah!

[8:48:14 PM]  JAKE: -careful laser strokes. When that's done, he blows some metal scraps off the tiny metal plate and holds it against the light. Aha!-

[8:49:15 PM]  CITRIN: -after he finishes stuffing himself, he tries to psionic the plate out of jake's hands to get his attention.-

[8:49:34 PM]  DAD: ROUTINE HAS BEEN PROVING ADEQUATE.

DAD: HAVE MADE MANY AN AQUAINTANCE.

DAD: TRUST YOU ARE GETTING ENOUGH REST?

[8:50:26 PM]  JAKE: -suddenly the plate starts floating out of his hand.- ...

JAKE: What hey??? -ATTEMPTS snatching at it- >80

[8:50:44 PM]  ARADIA: -giggles as she looks down at citrin- thats pretty good!

[8:52:41 PM]  CITRIN: eheheheh!!

[8:52:57 PM]  JOHN: -seems reassured. his dad seems to be in his element why is he worried?- oh uh, yeah. well about as much rest as anybody else i guess. i'm probably one of the more better off.

[8:53:24 PM]  CITRIN: -continues to float it away from jake.-

[8:55:01 PM]  JOHN: since i got mitzy and aradia to help me and take shifts.

[8:59:14 PM]  DAD: -nodding- AN ACCEPTABLE ARRANGEMENT.

DAD: ... -gives him a very obvious once over-

DAD: NOTE THAT YOU ARE NOT IRONING YOUR PANTS PROPERLY.

DAD: REASONING?

[9:01:12 PM]  ARADIA: -giggles along with citrin-

[9:02:03 PM]  JAKE: Salisbury steaks!!! -clumsily climbing over table, trying his damndest to catch that floating plate.- Citrin strider! Just wait until i have a word with mister sollux huh?? Then well see what becomes of you!

[9:02:06 PM]  JOHN: ...dad, i've never ironed anything except when you literally made me.

[9:03:16 PM]  JOHN: this has been a universal constant.

[9:03:30 PM | Edited 9:03:57 PM]  DAD: -says nothing but the silence is full of STERN FATHERLY DISAPPROVAL.-

[9:04:06 PM]  CITRIN: -he can only float it so far before he loses control and accidentally drops it.- ... >80

[9:04:44 PM]  JOHN: aw dad...don't be like that....-SUPER DIGNIFIED WHINE FOR A GUY WHO COMPLETED MEDICAL SCHOOL-

[9:04:58 PM]  JAKE: -and jake trying to leap for it, quite literally leaps off the table and crashes his whole weight to the ground- HORF. OOF!!!

[9:05:36 PM]  JOHN: -that stern glare still makes him squirm-

[9:05:43 PM]  CITRIN: ... -SQUEAK LAUGHS AT JAKE'S EXPENSE.-

[9:06:09 PM]  CITRIN: -flops across aradia's lap, giggling up a storm.-

[9:08:30 PM]  JAKE: -scrambles for the plate, picking it up gingerly and breathing a sigh of relief as it appears unharmed. He stands to his feet and shoots Citrin such a look. You are going to be in TROUBLE, young man.- >:/

[9:10:10 PM]  ARADIA: sorry jake! -laughing at the smiling baby in her lap- you know wigglers with psionics

ARADIA: its kind of inevitable! hahaha

[9:11:58 PM]  CITRIN: -sits up and grins at jake, making grabby hands at him.-

[9:12:10 PM]  ARADIA: oh he wants you jake

[9:13:09 PM]  JAKE: ... -Doh, he can't be mad after that. But he does stand there a bit awkwardly, just holding the tiny plate.- Uhhhh...

JAKE: Oh.

JAKE: Does he??

[9:14:58 PM]  ARADIA: yes! actually

ARADIA: can you hold onto him? take him back to sollux whenever youre done? i have to get back to ananya

[9:15:12 PM]  ARADIA: -checks the time- im...a little late!

[9:15:30 PM]  DAD: -wrings out a towel and begins drying the dishes.-

DAD: IRON YOUR TROUSERS, JOHN.

[9:17:05 PM]  JOHN: ...yes sir. -SIGH. Well that's his dad.-

[9:18:40 PM]  JOHN: any who i gotta go but could you maybe do me a favor?

[9:18:43 PM]  JAKE: If you... well. -sputters-

JAKE: I suppose so??

JAKE: Wheres the harm? -It's really not Citrin, it's more like... sudden responsibility and the implication thereof. It's mildly upsetting! But here Jake goes, approaching Citrin.-

JAKE: And... how are you laddie?

[9:20:44 PM]  DAD: READILY. -these dishes are getting SO CLEANED, they're practically reflective.- WHAT FAVOR IS REQUIRED?

[9:20:53 PM]  CITRIN: -chirrs up at him. he seems WELL. he's certainly well fed.- halo.

[9:21:54 PM]  ARADIA: -she lifts citrin up and hands him over to jake- there we go

[9:21:57 PM]  JOHN: -if he wasn't used to seeing this he'd be impressed- if you see anybody from high command make extra sure they get food and water, would you?

[9:22:29 PM]  DAD: WILL DO. -says without question.-

[9:22:30 PM]  JOHN: I mean I know you do that with everybody but trust me its an issue

[9:23:17 PM]  JOHN: -he knew his dad wouldn't let him down. he smiles- okay. seeya soon!

[9:23:28 PM]  -and the doc is out-

[9:24:05 PM]  DAD: YES. GOODBYE JOHN. -looks after him, barely supressing the urge to tell John to fix his coat tail.-

[9:25:04 PM]  JOHN: -his coattails are feeling DECIDEDLY REBELLIOUS as he sweeps by-

[9:25:13 PM]  JAKE: Oh. Why yes! Hello! -is in the process of having his heart melted and picking up Citrin. No, he's not gonna cry.-

[9:27:29 PM]  CITRIN: -all buzzes and smiles now that he's behind held by jake.-

[9:28:37 PM]  TEREZI: -she's not that high of command but she does work on the bridge and it has become her home for the past almost-two-weeks. She's experienced almost every emotion known to man and troll in that time span and is very emotionally drained by this point.-

TEREZI: -Sirius holding tight to one of her hands, Terezi's current mission is to get some late-night grub. Hello fellow peeples. She waves a friendly (albeit tired) wave and makes a beeline for the counter.-

[9:28:56 PM]  JAKE: -somebody help him. He's having EMOTIONS.-

[9:29:01 PM]  ARADIA: -she gives citrin a kiss on the cheek and waves bye to both of them- ill see you guys later! -and off she goes, greeting terezi as she leaves-

[9:29:18 PM]  TEREZI: -sorry buddy youre on your own-

[9:30:32 PM]  TEREZI: -unless there is a fire or someone is mortally wounded, the only thing she'll be moving towards is FOOD.-

[9:31:00 PM]  DAD: -will be doffing his hat at Terezi as she comes over. Help yourself to some of the baked chicken, if you would.-

[9:31:41 PM]  CITRIN: -snuggles to jake's chub and starts babbling at him.-

[9:34:22 PM]  JAKE: Oh... is that so? Youre holding up after all? -just standing around, holding the tiny Citrin.- How enheartening. Heh.

[9:37:40 PM]  TEREZI: -tilts her head. Well this is an unusual smell! One, she didn't expect there to be baked chicken left over so late, but she is not complaining. She further deduced the human standing before must be none other than James Ebgert.-

TEREZI: H3LLO M1ST3R 3BG3RT

TEREZI: 1 NOT1C3 YOUR3 H3LP1NG OUT W1TH S3RV1C3?

SIRIUS: -meanwhile Sirius is tugging on Terezi's sleeve. She wants up. Thus Terezi obliges.-

[9:40:59 PM]  CITRIN: -looks up at him curiously after babbling a bit longer.- da bye bye?

[9:41:55 PM]  DAD: -ceases his work as she addresses him, very respectful.- INDEED. CAN COUNT KITCHENING WITHIN MY CAPABILITIES.

DAD: AS IT COINCIDES AS A FAVORABLE HOBBY.

[9:44:19 PM]  JAKE: -No, Citrin. Go back to babbling.- ...Unfortunately.

JAKE: But hell be back in no time huh? Youll keep your chin up until then wont you?

JAKE: Might i just mention? Youre doing a fantastic job as it is.

JAKE: A chip off the old block head himself!

[9:44:31 PM]  JAKE: -babbling back now.-

[9:47:45 PM]  SIRIUS: -stares at Dad from behind Terezi's hair. Intently.-

TEREZI: TH4TS...FORTUN4T3

TEREZI: J4K3 W4S T4K1NG SO MUCH ON H1S OWN 4S 1T W4S -selects some chicken that will feed both her and the bab.- YOU W3R3 UND3R NO OBL1G4T1ON SO

TEREZI: TH4NK YOU

[9:52:17 PM]  CITRIN: -smiles and reaches up to pap jake's face. right back at you, buddy.-

[9:55:18 PM]  DAD: ONE DOES NOT QUESTION THE DUTIES WHICH SURFACE IN TIMES OF CRISIS.

DAD: BUT GRATITUDE GOES REGISTERED NEVERTHELESS. WHICH I MAY ONLY ACCEPT WITH GRACE FROM A PLEASANT YOUNG WOMAN SUCH AS YOURSELF.

[9:56:54 PM]  JAKE: ...

JAKE: -makes tiny raspberries at Citrin's sweaty baby palms-

[10:00:05 PM]  CITRIN: !! eheheheheh. -he loves this game. he plays it with dirk all the time. he places BOTH HANDS on jake's face now.-

[10:02:54 PM]  TEREZI: -she smiles at that, touched.-

TEREZI: 4CT1NG TO H3LP OTH3RS W1THOUT QU3ST1ON SHOWS 4 P3RSONS CH4R4CT3R

TEREZI: GR4T1TUD3 SHOULD B3 OW3D, 3SP3C14LLY 1N TH4T C4S3

[10:06:28 PM | Edited 10:07:12 PM] SOLLUX: -he comes wandering out in search of his son again. this has become a pretty typical activity, but Sollux isn't hugely concerned at this point. Citrin has a billion friends and he's a strong independent wiggler. buuuut having Citrin running off doesn't really make him feel more comfortable, considering the current Dirk Not Being Around And In A Questionable Status thing.-

[10:07:28 PM]  TEREZI: -oh hai it's her rail-

[10:09:06 PM]  SOLLUX: -DADLY BUG CHIRPING, maybe this will get Citrin's attention. he thinks he smells some orange in that direction.-

[10:09:44 PM]  JAKE: -The faint farting noises are so COMFORTING.- Pltbhbhthhhbttthbtt... oh sollux! The man of the hour!!!

[10:10:44 PM]  CITRIN: >80 -looks around when he heards sollux, chirping back at him. I'M OVER HEEEERE.-

[10:11:18 PM]  SOLLUX: -he wanders on over.- hey. -sounds a little raspy.-

[10:13:05 PM]  DAD: -bows his head, humbled.- THINK NOTHING OF IT, MADAM.

DAD: PLEASE HELP YOURSELF TO THE SELECTION OF CONSUMABLES THAT REMAIN ON DISPLAY. AND ALERT ME IF YOU REQUIRE ANYTHING OF A SPECIFIC NATURE.

[10:13:06 PM | Edited 10:13:37 PM] TEREZI: -She does help herself and leaves the necessary coin, thanking Mister James one more time before she nyooms Sollux-ward carrying both food and Sirius.-

[10:14:13 PM]  JAKE: Hello hello! Its high time you showed up! -beams at him, taking note of the rasp in his voice- Feeling a mite under the weather broseph? -Sure. That's what that is.-

[10:17:17 PM]  SOLLUX: sure. -sollux's sentiments exactly. he smells an incoming moirail, though, and what is probably food. that's a good thing. he missed the kid though, and he reaches a hand for him lazily.- what's up peach fuzz?

[10:18:10 PM]  JAKE: -that's his arm you're petting, Sollux. Jake gently guides his hand to pet on Citrin's back like the proper gentleman he is.-

[10:18:41 PM]  CITRIN: da bye bye. -BETTER INFORM SOLLUX, AS WELL, reaching back at the honey lemon dad.-

[10:19:21 PM]  JAKE: Ah! It seems like hes reaching for you now mister sol and sol. :) -offers Sollux a peach in this trying time-

[10:21:07 PM]  SOLLUX: -whoops, he touched BARA ARM. he would be more flustered about that if he had more emotions in his body, but now he is receiving the chub son.- huph. what's that??

[10:21:46 PM]  JAKE: It appears to be a peach in this trying time my good sir. -informs him promptly-

[10:22:26 PM]  SOLLUX: pff, n0t y0u.

[10:22:33 PM]  TEREZI: -puts on her best beaming grin and says to Citrin,- NOT FOR LONG! H3LL B3 B4CK SOON, YOULL S33! -it's a lot of wishful thinking, however-

TEREZI: -then to her moirail- H3Y YOU >:]

[10:22:51 PM]  SOLLUX: -oh-

[10:23:19 PM]  CITRIN: -snuggles up to sollux now, closing his eyes and chirring. he's a sleepy bug after EATING SO MUCH FOOD!!-

[10:23:40 PM]  SOLLUX: ... hey. -he sounds EVEN MORE HOARSE suddenly, and he just sort of buries his face a little bit in the fluff between Citrin's horns-

[10:24:13 PM]  JAKE: Hehe... -pats Citrin on the back one last time, feeling a shad bit self conscious being in the proximity of all this familiarity.-

[10:24:32 PM]  JAKE: Hello terezi!

[10:27:42 PM]  TEREZI: -Yup, it's final. she's gonna put down her tray on the closest table there and side-hug Sollux. Nothing too lingering; just letting him know she's always there.-

TEREZI: -Sirius does need to get food in her though, she sits her down in a chair and starts cutting up her chicken for her. While standing. She can't stand to sit anymore. She's been doing that all week.-

TEREZI: H3Y J4K3

TEREZI: HOW 4R3 TH1NGS? -She's addressing the both of them and there is a little hesitancy to that question.-

[10:29:57 PM]  SOLLUX: -hrrrrrggggg. no he's NOT CRYING YOU'RE CRYING. he manages to cover it up by matching Citrin's chirring with his own. or at least, try.-

[10:30:31 PM]  JAKE: How are things? Why im glad you asked! -No really, he is. Jake claps his hands together and everything.- Im on a bit of an inventive RUSH with this customized microplate im designing.

JAKE: It shall be the very brain of the ai i intend on throwing together. Its titilating as all golashes!!!

[10:30:41 PM]  CITRIN: -daddy no be cry. he tilts his head up to nuzzle him and the chirring INTENSIFIES.-

[10:31:29 PM]  JAKE: Its by no means designed on any professional scale but you know? I do have a good feeling about it! -removes the plate from his sylladex and gives it a fond look-

[10:32:56 PM]  SOLLUX: -well, hell. he sniffs a little and kisses Citrin's forehead, then clears his throat.- y0u g0t f00d little dude? -he would be surprised if he didn't. also when did he start sounding like such a dork.-

[10:34:04 PM]  CITRIN: no. -LIAR.-

[10:34:20 PM]  TEREZI: -SHE SMELLS THOSE SOLLUX and she gets a crick in her neck at how fast she whipped her head around, making a strangled "3CK!" noise due to it.-

TEREZI: WH4TS TH1S M1CROPL4T3 SUPPOS3D TO DO? -she's got her nose on you, sollux. She wont mention it aloud. For now.-

[10:35:41 PM]  SOLLUX: n0?

[10:36:17 PM]  CITRIN: -FEED ME MORE!!-

[10:37:04 PM]  SOLLUX: -leans closer and sniffs at him- y0u smell like f00d.

[10:37:09 PM]  SOLLUX: guess i g0tta eat y0u n0w.

[10:37:33 PM]  SOLLUX: s0rry dude.

[10:37:57 PM]  SOLLUX: -TICKLES AND FAKE NIBBLES-

[10:38:14 PM]  JAKE: -fiddles with the tiny plate in his hands- Well... in theory it should be the breadbasket for the coding and cohesive algorithms which allow for the robot to think on its own.

JAKE: But ahaha its all theoretical of course. Ive never quite done something so complicated! Unless you count my home made gps system or even my desalinafier??

JAKE: -quietly side eyes Sollux and Citrin. And just when he thought his heart couldn't melt ANYMORE.- ...Gosh.

[10:39:53 PM]  CITRIN: >80 !! -SQUEAKS AND SQUIRMS, erupting in more nerdy giggles. HIS PLAN FOR MORE FOOD HAS BACKFIRED. HE IS NOW THE FOOD!!-

[10:40:21 PM]  SIRIUS: -she's chowing down. It's a similar to the mountain ambush scene in the wizard of oz, though not with so many objects flying.-

TEREZI: -her brows raise significantly.- HOM3M4D3??

[10:42:09 PM]  JAKE: Ah yes? All you need is an office calculator and a bit of spare wiring... -bashful neck scratching- It was one of my first projects as a tyke actually.

[10:42:56 PM]  SOLLUX: eheheheh. rekt. reeekt. -fumbles them into a seat because he's just standing there like a doofus- jk, i'll let y0u g0 if y0u steal s0me 0f tz's f00d f0r me.

SOLLUX: sh0w her the c00l thing we d0.

[10:45:32 PM]  CITRIN: -he doesn't even have to understand what he's saying fully to do the cool thing, because there is food nearby and he wishes to eat it. PIECES ARE BEING STOLE, PSIONIC STYLE.-

[10:45:59 PM]  SOLLUX: eheh, nice.

[10:46:21 PM]  SOLLUX: give me s0me. -opens mouth-

[10:47:43 PM]  TEREZI: -she's still amazed, Jake.- YOU SHOULD B3 W4Y PROUD OF YOURS3LF, YOU KNOW

TEREZI: 4SSUM1NG TH4T TYK3 W4S 4 YOUNG3R YOU

TEREZI: -All she smells is psionics and some of her/Sirius's food floating away- SOLLUX-! -no it's Citrin-

TEREZI: >:o

[10:48:23 PM]  SOLLUX: - B) -

[10:49:28 PM]  CITRIN: eheheh. -floats food at sollux's face and his own- omph.

[10:49:47 PM]  JAKE: Oh its nothing. -Way proud?? Nonsense. He finds himself chuckling anyway. He's just standing around the table, really.-

[10:51:13 PM]  SOLLUX: -NOM. yes this is the productive way to feed yourself. make your son a criminal to do it.-

[10:53:10 PM]  ERIDAN: *tiredly walks into the cafeteria*

[10:54:13 PM]  TEREZI: YOUR3 UND3R 4RR3ST! -she's laughing tho-

SIRIUS: -holds out her fork Citrin-ward. She's seen sparkling magic and if he's hungry he should have asked! She's more than happy to share.-

[10:55:25 PM]  CITRIN: >80 -tries to lean over to eat off sirius' fork-

[10:56:03 PM]  TEREZI: -and back to Jake.- 1TS NOT NOTH1NG

TEREZI: TH4TS 4N 4CCOMPLISHM3NT!

TEREZI: -her nose detects fresh grapes on the vine-

TEREZI: HOW 1S OUR C4PT41N F4R1NG TOD4Y?

[10:56:11 PM]  DAD: -spies Eridan from a distance. He is quickly putting a chicken dinner plate together for the captain. DINNER IS NOW IMPENDING.-

[10:56:47 PM]  ERIDAN: *GRUNTS at terezi before going over to receive that chicken dinner*

[10:57:05 PM]  SOLLUX: -oh shit that's cute.- l00ks like are space crimes are welc0me in these parts.

[10:57:41 PM]  SIRIUS: -leans in her chair to try to make it to Citrin's mouth.-

TEREZI: -calls after Eridan- TH4TS OK4Y

TEREZI: 1M -grunts- TOO

[10:59:28 PM]  ERIDAN: *STARES at terezi, blinking*

[10:59:39 PM]  ERIDAN: oh

[10:59:41 PM]  DAD: -makes sure Eridan receives his dinner, complete with a glass of milk. He is not fussing what are you talking about.-

[11:01:56 PM]  TEREZI: -to Sollux- W3R3 TH1S 4NY OTH3R S1TU4T1ON, 1M 4FR41D 1D H4V3 TO L4Y DOWN TH3 L4W 4T FULL FORC3 -shaking her head-

TEREZI: -Blinks at Eridan- DO 1 H4V3 CH1CK3N ON MY F4C3? -feels her mouth with a hand-

[11:03:01 PM]  CITRIN: -noms off sirius' fork and grins at her in gratitude. anyone who shares food with him is A OK in his book.-

[11:04:07 PM]  JAKE: -has wandered back to his table where all his tools lie by now.-

[11:04:17 PM]  CITRIN: -NO-

[11:05:37 PM]  SIRIUS: -she's happy he's happy! and she proceeds to happily glow in happiness.-

[11:06:34 PM]  SOLLUX: -whoa she smells like an adorable little cherry.- tz are y0u aware that y0ur wiggler is actually a fruit. -not like he can talk-

[11:07:24 PM]  CITRIN: -he is the fruitiest, excuse you. he quite enjoys sirius' glowing, tho. she looks warm.-

[11:09:34 PM]  DAD: -also brings a plate over for Jake.-

JAKE: -thanks Dad with big shining eyes and settles at his table-

[11:11:56 PM]  TEREZI: -gasps!- 1 W4S NOT! 1 WOND3R 1F SH3 W4S PLUCK3D FROM 4 TR33, 4 BUSH, OR 4 FORB?

SIRIUS: -She is very warm. She is as warm as any red-blood mutant, but with her glow there is an increase of warm.-

[11:16:02 PM]  JAKE: -a few moments later, he's back at laser-etching some more grooves into the microplate-

[11:17:20 PM]  TEREZI: -that's it, jake. Put your heart and soul into it.-

[11:17:41 PM]  ERIDAN: *oops he spaced out since dojo did* *he just heavily sits down at the table everyone else is at and starts munching his chicken and drinking his delicious milk*

[11:18:27 PM]  SIRIUS: -oh hi friend? friend?? waves shyly at Eridan-

[11:18:54 PM]  SOLLUX: -HOT CHOCLETY MILK??????? no but he's scooting closer to Sirius and Terezi for maximum food stealing with the baby-

[11:20:05 PM]  TEREZI: -good thing she grabbed like three whole chicken. Okay more like two drumsticks and a breast.-

[11:20:47 PM]  CITRIN: -chirps at eridan in greeting-

[11:21:30 PM]  ERIDAN: *NO SOLLUX IT IS NOT* .... *looks between everyone* you all havve better been fuckin wworkin

[11:21:47 PM]  CITRIN: >80 -even ME??-

[11:21:56 PM]  ERIDAN: *especially you*

[11:22:06 PM]  CITRIN: -WOW!!-

[11:23:03 PM]  SIRIUS: -HOists her fork in triumph.-

[11:24:14 PM]  JAKE: -zap zap zap at his own table-

[11:25:34 PM]  TEREZI: -she's been on the bridge all diddly danged day. She even sleeps in her chair. I'm giving it all I got, Cap'n!-

[11:30:22 PM]  CITRIN: -he would say actual words IF HE HAD ANY-

[11:30:32 PM]  CITRIN: -those with words are privileged-

[11:30:44 PM]  CITRIN: -he babbles instead-

[11:31:14 PM]  CITRIN: -eridan needs to know JUST howbusy he's been lately-

[11:31:31 PM]  ERIDAN: *WOW the crew sure is silent to those words he just said so he gives them all an untrusting glare*

[11:31:45 PM]  ERIDAN: *except for you citrin*

[11:31:53 PM]  CITRIN: -B)-

[11:32:12 PM]  TEREZI: -stares at her tray a little forlornly- JUST 4 D1NN3R BR34K, S1R

[11:36:50 PM]  JAKE: -stuffing chicken and green beans in his mouth. Will wave at Eridan from two tables over.-

[11:37:21 PM]  ERIDAN: *why are you way over there bro* good

[11:37:47 PM]  CITRIN: -steals some of jake's food with psionics cuz he's looking at him-

[11:38:11 PM]  JAKE: -THAT'S SOME IMPRESSIVE DISTANCE, SONNY. He hopes it's the veggies.-

[11:39:24 PM]  CITRIN: -fuck yo veggies-

[11:39:38 PM]  SOLLUX: -well, he's been busy as one can be as one of the only remaining engineers, anyway. it's mostly the taking care of everything else and also watching his son bit he's kinda sucking at. but he's WORKIN ON IT RIGHT NOW, while stealing more of Citrin's stolen food.-

[11:39:45 PM]  SOLLUX: mmgh.

[11:39:58 PM]  TEREZI: -she nodded- 4ND WH4T BR1NGS YOU FROM TH3 BROOD1NG BR1DG3, S1R?

SIRIUS: -Eridan did not wave back and that makes her sad.-

[11:42:50 PM]  JAKE: -well he's done the work he can while being distracted by a million things. He focuses on eating for now.-

[11:51:25 PM]  CITRIN: -assists him by floating food at his face-

[11:51:37 PM]  CITRIN: -he can't really see so some is going up jake's nose. HE'S HELPING.-

[11:52:19 PM]  ERIDAN: eatin

ERIDAN: if i dont the doctor might start breathin dowwn my goddamned neck

[11:53:31 PM]  TEREZI: OH! JOHNS K33P1NG UP W1TH TH4T

TEREZI: 3XC3LL3NT

TEREZI: 1TS FOR YOUR OWN GOOD, YOU KNOW

[11:53:53 PM]  JAKE: -NOPE, NOPE. That's enough of this eating thing. Jake thinks he has to surrender for the night. Bringing a napkin up to his face, he will start gathering up his things.-

[11:54:14 PM]  CITRIN: -um, RUDE??-

[aerugotourbillon-blog]

MINDFANG: *Man has she had a long day. Drenched in oil (Which she STILL hasnt managed to get out of her hair entirely, she keeps finding small droplets) imprissioned by dense imps, poked with sticks, and spent most of the time with the matesprit she was highly considering breaking up with but just couldn't because of gross emotional reasons. It was rough, her shoulder hurt from being shooken up in a cage, and all she wanted to do was lock herself in her room and brood once she got back to it. She had made the travel to the infirmary to grab some sort of troll advil and was in the halls.* BULLDAD: *The first opportunity had presented itself to Bulldad. Rufioh was gone and it was time for this little birdie to FLY. Pressing his nose to the keypad, the fairybull had managed one smooth escape. Now if he could only remember which direction the cafeteria was at... He buzzes along until he spies a troll up ahead.* BULLDAD: *Is it Vriska? His nose can't quite make out the scent but with his poor eyesight (especially in his older age), Bulldad flies towards her. Mooooo. Friendly moo!* MINDFANG: *Mindfang didn't have patients for lusi. To her they had never meant any good. Her own lusus was ruthless and deadly when she was young, other troll's lusi hated her for feeding their charges to her spider, and hell she had and was again dating the orphaner. There was no sympathy for a rushing Bulldad and she hissed at him to try and scare the tiny thing off.* BULLDAD: *He isn't RUSHING, young lady. This bull fairy has manners! At her hiss, he faulters in the air, his tiny tail perking up in defense. Commense the long moment of blind old man staring. Bulldad still can't make out her scent and sneezes when he takes a huge whiff of oil. Cautiously, he flies higher, hoping to get a better sniff at her.* MINDFANG: Ugh. *No, she was not in the mood for this. Arrisa lifts her flesh hand to shoo the thing off in the space between them and tried to rush walk away from it.* BULLDAD: *This irritates the old man. How many Beforus kiddos had he whipped into shape in his long sweeps? It was nothing a strict headbutt wouldn't cure! No young spider is going to quadrant HIS SON with that kind of attitude! Even if he hadn't smelled her around lately, Rufioh was still seeing Vriska, right? He moos in offense and buzzes after her, lashing his tail about.* MINDFANG: *She is suffering because of Vriska.* God d8mmit. *She groaned as she heard the bullfairy coming after her. She is going to pick up the pace, but her jaw is set, fists clenched and she is running out the ability to not smack a bitch.* BULLDAD: *Bulldad sets his dull teeth down on flap of her coat, triying to tug on her. He's mad now!!!* BULLDAD: *It's barely even a NUDGE and of course, her coat tastes awful. He just about spits it out as soon as he tries it. This was a terrible idea!* MINDFANG: *Oh bulldad. . . that was such a mistake. Arrisa was on edge enough that when she felt the tug on her jacket, that small little nudge, she lost it. Anger overflow. Calm snapped.* SCREW 8FF. *She turned around with lightning reflexs to bat the pesky lusus away with the back of her hand. Her re-enforced steel hand. And she may have hit much harder then she intended.* BULLDAD: *It happens so suddenly. He was in the process of attempting to lick the oil off his bicuspids when the metal connects to his chin. The force, although not so hard to harm a troll, was more than enough to sharply careen the fairy bull's head at an odd angle, knocking him out of the air mid-flight until his pudgy body collides into the wall. The fairy bull slumps to the ground and after a few seconds, Mindfang will discover him lying eerily still.* MINDFANG: *At first she believed she had just stunned the thing. Small animals could get stunned all the time. So she started walking off. . . . . But when she didn't hear the buzzing rise up again.* . . . . . . *She turns back and steps over to the lusus, and after inspecting it (And nudging it with her foot) it dawns on her the state of the situation.* . . .shit. Shit sh8t shit. MINDFANG: *She kneeled down and tried nudging it awake with her hands this time to be sure.* BULLDAD: *To no avail. The bull's neck was snapped on impact.* MINDFANG: *She sighs deeply and runs her hands through her hair.* Fuck me. *She had never once felt remorse for killing lusi before (The few times shes done it) but those times it had always been intentional. This. . .this was an accident! It wasn't her fault the dumb thing was so brittle?? Also who was even bringing their lusus with them! The broken bull rang some sort of bell with her, letting her know she had seen it aroud before. It was someones lusus, and she had murdered it.* MINDFANG: *Arrisa looks around herself very quickly, checking each side of the hallway.* MINDFANG: *When it looks clear, she stands up, and with one last down casted look to the dead lusus, she flees the scene.*

[artifactualannihilation]

[09:41] -- abscissionGalliard [AG] began trolling artifactualAnnihilation [AA] at 21:41 --

[09:41] AG: So I've heard you have inquiries regarding cheru8s.

[09:42] AA: i have questions?

[09:42] AA: well i suppose i do!

[09:43] AA: why

[09:43] AA: do you have answers?

[09:43] AG: That depends.

[09:43] AG: Why were you asking to begin with?

[09:43] AG: And what answers have you already come across?

[09:43] AG: *8egin))

[09:47] AA: well i suppose it has been a very long time

[09:48] AA: i was actually researching them before i died

[09:49] AG: And what did you happen to come across in your research?

[10:23] AA: sorry about that i was just pulling my notes up

[10:23] AA: its a good thing they didnt get destroyed!

[10:23] AA: thank you cloud

[10:23] AA: anyway well i have down here that they are very rare

[10:23] AA: there are three known cherubs in the galaxy currently

[10:23] AA: as of a few perigees ago

[10:24] AA: ok maybe more than a few...

[10:24] AG: One of them 8eing lord english I 8elieve.

[10:24] AG: Unless I am incorrect.

[10:24] AA: yes!

[10:24] AA: and the two others share the same body!

[10:24] AA: their name are unknown

[10:24] AG: Something I also knew.

[10:24] AG: Did you ever possi8ly find the loc8tion of these two?

[10:24] AA: lord english rules over the galaxy apparently

[10:24] AA: no i did not!

[10:25] AG: Hm.

[10:25] AA: do you want to know about lord english?

[10:25] AA: i have some more info on that

[10:25] AG: Why not.

[10:25] AG: Do tell me a8out him.

[10:25] AG: Or her?

[10:25] AG: I 8elieve the term Lord is masculine.

[10:25] AG: 8ut who am I to judge la8els.

[10:26] AA: i will be happy to do so!

[10:26] AA: i believe he is a he

[10:26] AA: but youre right we cannot know for sure!

[10:26] AA: so the condescension was in a feud with him

[10:26] AA: and if anyone were to hunt for lord english they would be asking for death

[10:27] AA: actually a lot of people are thinking that it was because of him that the condescension disappeared

[10:27] AA: now we know she is no longer dead if she was at all!

[10:27] AA: it is said that her imperious condescension didnt like that he was the most powerful being in the galaxy

[10:27] AA: and understandably so!

[10:27] AA: given her...way she is!

[10:28] AA: it makes sense that lord english would want contact with the younger cherubs

[10:28] AA: because supposedly

[10:28] AG: That does sound like her yes.

[10:28] AA: whoever holds the cherubs controls the galaxy

[10:28] AA: and the cherubs have the potential to overthrow lord english when they mature

[10:28] AA: so lord english would naturally want to control them

[10:29] AG: Is there any reason to suspect that he has already contacted them?

[10:29] AA: not tangibly no

[10:29] AA: also it is good to note that every cherub has a good side and an evil side

[10:29] AA: the evil side is erratic and unpredictable

[10:30] AA: i actually have reasoning for my research however if you are also interested in what made me start searching

[10:30] AG: I am interested in anything you have to say on this topic.

[10:30] AA: well as you may know

[10:30] AA: those of my caste commonly have psychic abilities

[10:30] AA: mine prior to my death consisted of hearing from the dead

[10:31] AA: in my sleep

[10:31] AG: Well that sounds woefully pleasant.

[10:31] AA: and most of the time they were incredibly foggy and incoherent up until right before

[10:31] AA: but i was able to make out a few words

[10:31] AA: i remember it clearly

[10:31] AA: cherubs deal and package

[10:31] AG: What is that supposed to mean?

[10:33] AA: that was what i wanted to know

[10:33] AA: thats why i started researching to see what it could have meant

[10:34] AG: Hm. And did you find anything that explained its meaning?

[10:35] AA: no i died much too soon

[10:35] AA: and then was struck with apathy as a ghost

[10:36] AA: and you could say i became pretty distracted!

[10:37] AG: What a shame to hear.

[10:37] AG: Well, you have provided me with enough inform8tion to satisfy.

[10:37] AG: And I thank you for that.

[10:37] AA: im glad to help! what piqued your curiosity?

[10:38] AG: Just the evergrowing thirst for knowlege.

[10:38] AG: I'm sure you might 8e a8le to understand.

[10:39] AA: i definitely do!

[10:41] AG: Then that is certainly my reasoning.

[10:41] AG: Enjoy your evening.

[10:41] -- abscissionGalliard [AG] gave up trolling artifactualAnnihilation [AA] at 22:41 --

[gulescamisade]

Alaska:  Day 9, Hot Springs and Biotech

[[ As the group moves carefully through the cave system, accompanied only by occasional sounds of dripping water, and small pattering sounds, they are also able to detect a trickling far steadier than the distinct drips in the duration of their walk. Something exceptionally weird to note: the coolness within the cave miraculously appears to dissipate the more they travel. ]]

REDGLARE: -weird but not at all to question a good thing. Their protection against the elements is hardly adequate... perhaps they've stumbled across some underground stream? The liquid from the stalactites are hardly adequate.-

[[ Better than an underground stream. As they turn a bend in the caves, an underground hot springs seems too good to be true. But there it is. In front of them. Waiting. ]]

REDGLARE: -SHE... SHE THOUGHT THEY COULDN'T POSSIBLY BE SERIOUS ABOUT HOT SPRINGS??? THEY'RE REAL AND ACTUALLY HERE????-

[[ Absolutely. Happy Wriggling Day, everyone. Except you, Dave. Happy Forced Exit from the Womb Day. ]]

REDGLARE: -shes stripping down for the water. WHO CARES WHO SEES WHAT AT THIS POINT. her wings have been aching and her leg is... her leg is NOT GREAT. it actually stings sharply as she lowers herself into one of the pools.-

[[ Good thing the water isn't searing hot since Redglare didnt check the temperature and might as well have cannonballed in. The water temperature itself is pleasant, much like a very very warm bath. There are even bubbles rising to the surface. Yall have your very own hot tub. ]]

NYALAH: -the days have been one dizzying painful black out to the next. She was barely able to crawl into consciousness now, much less make it standing up on her own. Her side was in a painful mend by this point, her body suffering from a lack of food or water.-

NYALAH: -despite her commitment to silence the whole time they were exploring and dodging biotech zombies, surviving the blizzard, Nyalah was forcing herself to stagger after Redglare. Also discovering the hot springs as they happen.-

NYALAH: -breath shallow from the effort and the hand clutching at her side, she follows suit, not even bothering to remove her own clothes. The dunking is nigh.-

NYALAH: hhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh -as the warm water touches her skin. Her body is going to have a time adjusting but at the same time, she gives little next to no shits about the risk of hyperthermia. The cat troll grits her teeth and shivers, lowering into the water.- mmmmmmh

DAVE: -getting in while in his boxers is a bad idea, considering that if his boxers get wet it's gonna be a hell of a time trying to get them dry again. and with his sensitive human skin, he really has no choice but to do what he needs to to get in there- ok im getting nude heads up DAVE: if you dont want to see my frozen dick look away -with his back in bad shape, getting his boxers off is QUITE the task-

REDGLARE: You don't h4v3 to 1ntroduc3 1t to us. -guh. pets Nyalah's head. She knows a little too little about wilderness survival to consider what the next step AFTER this would be, or how bad it would be to try wandering out into the cold after getting soaking wet, but whatever. This is. pretty ok.-

NYALAH: (i love to die) -whispers at Redglare. Even in near death, she meme.-

KARKAT: =It's a 12th perigees miracle. He's going to help Dave with his undies like a good rail then help him in and also get the fuck in himself= I've never been happier to lose a fucking bet.

DAVE: -thanks karkat. he manages to get inside and FUCK ITS SO WARM IT MAKES HIS ENTIRE BODY TINGLE-

KARKAT: =it's hot as hell but guess what he's going to drink this water too becauae goddamn=

REDGLARE: -GODDAMN IS RIGHT-

NYALAH: -gargles water and ends up spitting it up. Her wide open broken horn is TOO SEARINGLY AWARE of temperature changes. Also she is probably making the water around her a kool-aid olive green.-

REDGLARE: -this is probably unsanitary what with HER open wound discoloring the water too.-

KARKAT: =to hell with sanitation tbh=

DAVE: -at least it's warm-

KARKAT: =his gills were dry and cracking and are now filtering their blood and various bacteria. YES. AT LEAST IS WARM=

NYALAH: -sighs, finally.... finally breathing easy.-

NYALAH: ....

NYALAH: this sucks

[[ Good thing that the temperature of the springs is hot enough to kill bacteria! They're getting clean, their wounds are being sanitized, and now they have plenty of water. No dehydration happening any time soon! ]]

NYALAH: -still sucks.-

REDGLARE: 1t d03s.

KARKAT: =Can the water also drown him? Plz, thnx. Hisses softly and just. Bye forever, sinks into it=

DAVE: -he's just gritting his teeth and letting himself settle-

NYALAH: -rests her head on the back of a rock.- i died like thr33 times

NYALAH: -sniffs-

NYALAH: what if steak happens right now i would eat so much

NYALAH: and have whipped cream donuts for desserts

REDGLARE: -She laughs, eyes sinking shut as she just... leans back.-

REDGLARE: th3r3's b4ts.

REDGLARE: 4lmost 4s good.

BATS: =how very dare??=

NYALAH: yeh rabies gives it flavor

DAVE: -peeks down to see where the fuck karkat went-

KARKAT: =hes just letting his gills get some use=

REDGLARE: C4n't b3 th3 worst of our probl3ms.

REDGLARE: -nudges at her weakly.-

REDGLARE: H4v3n't you h4d your shots.

NYALAH: -rrrrrs, eyes going a little glinty- could go for some shots

MINDFANG: -She is into the hot water up to her neck and it is the greatest feeling for her battered rib cage and near frozen extremities, its near god damn euphoric.-

NYALAH: ...

NYALAH: o shit

NYALAH: -reaches into her pocket and pulls out a WHOLE DRENCHED WEED.-

NYALAH: ................................ -snRRRRKS.-

NYALAH: they never took it

KARKAT: =eyeballs the wet weed and emerges slowly= What, you making tea?

REDGLARE: -She opens up her eye to look at it.-

REDGLARE: -snorts...-

DAVE: oh shit

DAVE: find a way for us to consume it effectively

MINDFANG: -Opens one eye at Nyahla and sees the one whole weed.-

MINDFANG: -Snrks.- You are quite the smuggler.

NYALAH: -she's too busy wheezing about the stupid doobie but also eyeballs everyone.- yes

NYALAH: -totally obligated to make nip tea now. Fuck.-

DAVE: you had pain relief all this time

NYALAH: no cups tho

NYALAH: ...

NYALAH: -just eats a piece of this blunt.-

REDGLARE: ...

REDGLARE: 1s th4t-

REDGLARE: c4n you do th4t?

REDGLARE: -squints...-

DAVE: thats one way to go about it

NYALAH: its nip

NYALAH: yes -Cat trolls do it all the time, just ask them.-

NYALAH: -passes redglare the bit weed-

KARKAT: Great just nibble a little of it. =sinks back in the water and sighs out his nose÷

MITUNA: -Doing a dead mans float in the water-

MINDFANG: -Is Mituna even alive-

DAVE: -ME NEXT ME NEXT-

REDGLARE: -nibbles and passes...-

MITUNA: -Unfortunately, he is very much alive-

MINDFANG: -You crazy kids and your wet weed nibbling.-

[[ The small pattering sounds return, little by little. ]]

REDGLARE: -Frowns, sitting up.-

[[ pitterpatter ]]

MINDFANG: -She rises out of the water some by sitting up straighter at the sound, and looking in the direction of where it is coming from if she can pinpoint it.- .......

KARKAT: =fins flick towards it, he will fucking eat whatever this is. He doesn't care anymore=

DAVE: -What the fuck NOW?!-

MINDFANG: -If its more wolves she is going to be pissed.-

NYALAH: -also rises, hiss faint in her throat.-

REDGLARE: -hefting that rock club and climbs out of the water ass naked to fight a wolf- >;I

DAVE: - he has no choice but to wait-

KARKAT: =redglares not going it alone. Here comes gives-none-fucks vantas=

MINDFANG: -Shes moving towards the edge and slowly lifting herself out of the water. Its difficult for her to want to leave the warmth thats soothing her body aches but danger takes priority.-

NYALAH: -low key 👀emojis tbh. I mean. If this is how it ends for Nyalah. Sure.-

[[ It's not a wolf....but a fish! An eyeless cave fish, to be precise. Isn't nature amazing? Except it's body is lying parallel to the floor, away from any water source. It flops. ]]

CAVE FISH: =flop flop flop!=

NYALAH: -mmmm oh my god. She's so hungry.-

KARKAT: =Alright, great he really will eat that. But more like eyeball it then approach... where did it come from?=

MINDFANG: -Stares at the eyeless fish. On one hand, potential food source. On the other, suspicion of any earth life form after the wolf incident.-

MINDFANG: Curious.

DAVE: does it have teeth  

NYALAH: -👁️👁️- i do

REDGLARE: To h3ll w1th 1t. -SORRY FISH. she's just gonna casually bash its head.- 1t's food.

[[ As soon as she does this, it twists around, revealing some biotech embedded into its side. Sprouting four, thin, metal limbs, it begins pattering back and forth, appearing somewhat confused. ]]

MINDFANG: -HHHHH. Of course.-

KARKAT: =LIFTS A ROCK. A BIG ROCK. TOO BIG FOR THE LITTLE BIOTECH=

MINDFANG: -She is doing the same as Karkat, only her rock is a bit smaller. Not everyone can have seadweller strength.-

KARKAT: =He's just frustrated and sick of all of every single turd. SMASHES it on the small thing=

DAVE: OH FUCK NO

KARKAT: =He'll do you this solid for not being an entire ass this whole time. Thanks for that, he appreciates it 👍=

[[ It deded. ]]

[[ Splat. ]]

[[ There is more skittering in the distance. ]]

REDGLARE: Sh1t. sh1t. -She got her hopes up, for a second. A second too long.-

SEAKRAIT: -And in the darkness of this area of cave she rolls in seemingly from nowhere, accompanied by... you know, some more friends.-

[[ Lampetra and some more angry Earth animals, specifically. ]]

MINDFANG: -Annnnnnnnd it just got worse.-

MINDFANG: -Shes not putting down her rock for you jerks.-

LAMPETRA: =Hello friends!=

NYALAH: -Endless torment. She hisses.-

KARKAT: =LIFTS HIS ROCK AGAIN.=

KARKAT: =He will bowl you hoes, wordlessly. Fuck you. All the way. 500%=

REDGLARE: Wh4t 4r3 you do1ng h3r3? -SHE'S WET AND NAKED AND THERE ARE JUST SO MANY HORRIBLE MONSTERS-

SEAKRAIT: -She's taking this chance in the larger cave space to put her back against Lampetra's and stand her ground against the scuttling creatures; there's a snowshoe hare, more wolves, a couple lynxes, oh and also A FUCKING BEAR.-

LAMPETRA: Just like old times, Huh?

SEAKRAIT: \|/e came to-- -FUCK. She's slicing at a leaping wolf.-

LAMPETRA: =He's batting aside a crazed bunny with his shield=

KARKAT: =FOR SOME REASON HE DOESN'T WANT TO BOWL THE BEAR= Oh good. The animals are doing our work for us. AND YET I CAN'T HELP BUT WANT TO ASSIST THEM. HMM. WEIRD!

REDGLARE: -Limping towards them and the fight. She's barely armed but she's still going to swing her rock down at one of the lynxes.-

KARKAT: =Redglare you missed the assholes.=

REDGLARE: Hff. N3v3rm1nd. Th4t c4n w41t. Wh4t 4r3 th3y.

KARKAT: =Growls, chucks a rock at a bear. Whatever.=

DAVE: -he's gonna need help out of this spring when everything calms down. for now, he watches-

NYALAH: -she can't possibly hope to defend herself in this state. Her side is still splitting with pain and fear is keeping her immobile for the moment. Does her best to wiggle out of the water at least.-

MINDFANG: I highly agree with that feeling. -It would be great if the animals killed those two. Although then she wouldnt get the chance to try and do it herself.... damn. Looks like shes helping.-

MINDFANG: -Time to punch another wolf in the face.-

LAMPETRA: =He raised his shield as the rabbit forcibly leapt at them, making a dull THONK against the metal.=

LAMPETRA: Long story short, Alternia dove too deep in trying to enhance biologicial technology. It became sentient.

NYALAH: -actually laughs over in her corner. Don't look at her.- nah shit bruh

[[ The lynx Redglare clonked staggered backward, only to move toward her, it's limbs contorting as it was forced forward again. ]]

SEAKRAIT: -huffs and slings her axe again, trying to batter the wolf down long enough that she can hit the exposed bioware-

REDGLARE: -As long as this club holds out, she's going to keep bashing, teeth gritted, looking for that horrible little thing keeping the corpse moving. SHES ALREADY KIND OF SHAKING.-

REDGLARE: How m4ny mor3?

[[ The bear roars an unnatural bear sound and charges at Karkat. ]]

LAMPETRA: Lots??

NYALAH: -curls in some elevated spot, possibly protecting Dave.-

KARKAT: =did it like the rock? He think that means yes. Alright. Time to sock it in its cute angry face with fish fist=

MINDFANG: And you had the pleasure of leading them all this way. -She growls and attacks one of the wolves with her strong robot fist while trying to locate the bioware to rip it out.-

[[ Eventually, Redglare's rapid, continuous bashing manages to strike precisely upon the bit of tech burrowed behind the ear of the lynx. The animal no longer moves. ]]

SEAKRAIT: -SLICE goes this biowolf, and she's spinning around to throw her axe toward the bear's back now that it's distracted. Bye axe tho...-

DAVE: -nyalah you're a babe-

DAVE: -keepin calm...-

NYALAH: -dave youre really nude rn.-

LAMPETRA: =Without having to spare a glance over his shoulder, he swung his shield around him and Seakrait, knocking back another wolf as it leapt at them.=

MITUNA: -Still floating in the water-

BIOBUNNY: =I'LL BITE YER LEGS OFF=

LAMPETRA: =kicks it!= This is just freaky, man!

BIOBUNNY: =flies off into the darkness=

SEAKRAIT: -bye bunnicula...-

DAVE: -i'm super naked yes but i am in this spring-

NYALAH: -now would be such a great selfie time tbh.-

NYALAH: -but alas...-

[[ The bear ROARS at the axe and the punch to the face. The axe hit a piece of bioware, but not the whole thing; it's sort of limping now, trying to wrestle Karkat. ]]

DAVE: -my camera was taken :(-

KARKAT: =dont worry they can kick the camera out these guys after fightingthese animals. Karkat quick to catch on at least foing to grab the bear muzzle to rip out the rest of the bioware.=

[[ The wolf does not appreciate Mindfang's groping and goes to nom her arm. But her efforts are partially successful. Her searching has uncovered biotech beneath the fur at its jawline. ]]

BEAR: -COLLAPSES HEAVY and probably a good bit onto Karkat. A blanket.-

MINDFANG: -It doesn't feel good to have it chewing on her circuits, but its better then having it chew on any other part of her. She grits her teeth and tries to hold it back like this while she claws at the biotech with her other hand.-

SEAKRAIT: -spin kicks another lynx; the animal parade is ALMOST done for now. This should be easy cleanup if they keep at it-

KARKAT: =Cozy as this is he throws the bear husk on some other animals. Dangerously close to Seakrait and Lampetra=

REDGLARE: -She is at least partially motivated by spite as she tries to rip the axe out of the bear's back, swinging down at the MONSTROSITIES.-

LAMPETRA: =at Karkat= :\ =Hey man, uncool.=

DAVE: -ARE YOU REALLY SAYING WHAT'S UNCOOL RIGHT NOW-

KARKAT: =He stares back, he doesn't fucking care=

SEAKRAIT: -ITS WHATEVER MAN. She leans out of the way with a pant-

NYALAH: -put some pants on, Dave. Nyalah is handing him her own pair of pants. She can stand around in boxers, it's fine.-

[[ Redglare's strife specibus switches from CLUBKIND to AXEKIND in a hilarious turn of events. ]]

NYALAH: -👀 -

[[ It's easy for Mindfang to feel around as the wolf is preoccupied with her other arm. Just be careful that the wiring doesnt consider you to be a better host! ]]

DAVE: -carefully uses arm strength alone to get himself OUT of the hotsprings despite thow bad it's making the pain shoot through his arms, too. his boxers are still right there, so he thankfully tries to maneuver the boxers AND nyalah's pants on-

NYALAH: -Finally. The dicks out thing was being really distracting.-

REDGLARE: -PROBABLY LOSES HER STALAGMITE AS A RESULT but whatever. ITS COOL. I mean it does kinda suck when someone takes your signature weapon though RIGHT- REDGLARE: -I MEAN GOSH THAT MUST REALLY SUCK-

[[ The stalagmite is indeed launched out of Redglare's hands, where it hits the rabbit squarely in the face as it reemerged from the shadows. ]]

MINDFANG: -IT BETTER NOT. Shes going to rip it out with her bare hand and try and crush it as fast as possible. Before her arm gets any more dented from these chomps.-

SEAKRAIT: Redglare! -decidedly tosses RG's cane her way now that the flurry of animal parts are slightly less encroaching. Glances around at the sea of faces and also ejects Dave's sword in his general direction-

REDGLARE: -WOW pettiness must really work......-

MITUNA: -Rises from the water, psionic energy skittering along his body. There's a lot of chaos happening. People fighting animals, two of those assholes that hurt them are here too. The screams hurt, makes it hard to focus, but his eyes start glowing.-

REDGLARE: -SKIDS THE AXE TOWARDS HER IN TURN as she catches it-

REDGLARE: ... th4nks.

DAVE: -YOU COULD HAVE IGNORED IT-

DAVE: -wait a second...tHATS HIS SWORD!!! AHH!!! HE GRABS IT-

KARKAT: =WHAT GOOD COP BAD COP BULLSHIT IS THIS=

NYALAH: -she wishes she was high right now. Hey cops. Where'd you put all her weed.-

MITUNA: -He's a chargin his lazor-

KARKAT: =please fry them=

REDGLARE: -WE ALL ATE IT NYALAH KEEP UP-

NYALAH: -she meant when they EMPTIED HER SYLLADEX but okay Rg. 👀-

SEAKRAIT: -we know nothing about any weed... no but really she nods at Redglare and scoops her axe back up to decidedly throw it down on this goddamn hare. STAY DOWN FOREVER.-

REDGLARE: -She stumbles under her own weigh, some of the adrenaline ebbing away as she manages to keep herself from falling by leaning on the stick. It's kind of a stumble but she's gonna try to dress herself at least slightly.-

[[ The hare as well as the biotech upon it is decidedly crushed, hopefully for the final time. It is still. ]]

NYALAH: -Lame. Oh well. It was worth it.-

SEAKRAIT: -wait fuck that's psionic energy over there. She grabs Lampetra's arm like WE SHOULD PROBS MOVE-

KARKAT: =nono, stay right there=

LAMPETRA: =Gets out of way, following after her. Maybe puts his shield to good use too.=

MITUNA: -HE'S A FIRIN HIS LAZOR BWWWWAAAAAAAAAUUUUUUUUGGGGGGGHHHHHHHHHH-

NYALAH: B00

KARKAT: =good yes.=

[[ IT'S SUPER FUCKING LOUD. Let's also hope there's not a cave-in, folks. ]]

MITUNA: -Just gonna burninate everything in his line of sight. Yay.-

NYALAH: -Lucky she's out of RANGE.-

[[ Mituna pretty much purified the area of biotech, that's for sure! Another lynx, relatively untouched by anyone, is now burnt to a crisp. The biotech leaps off of it, on fire. It skittered across the ground toward the crew before fizzling out and falling limply at their feet ]]

REDGLARE: -huffs as she gingerly pulls on a pair of underpants and her tanktop, eyeing the line of destruction and the burned up animals in its path.-

MITUNA: -His gazeblast fizzles out and he just...floats himself to the edge of spring and sits, scowling at seacrate and lampetrol-

KARKAT: =huffs= Good. Good job Mituna. Now that that's handled. Let's take care of the other fucking parasites.

KARKAT: =HE'S GOT A HAND ON HIS ROCK=

NYALAH: -pads over to lick Mituna. Sniff his wounds.-

LAMPETRA: =brow raise= I'm Parasite.

MITUNA: -Why she lick me-

KARKAT: The first step is acceptance. The next is messier. =Baring fangs at her, gills flared=

LAMPETRA: =he held his shield across his body, shielding Seakrait too.=

LAMPETRA: You're really going to attack us now?

SEAKRAIT: STOP. \|/e didn't come here to fight.

SEAKRAIT: My name is Micexa Neshen, this is Hesony Zelleu. \|/e were-- team 87B of the legislacerators, with Terezi Pyrope.

MITUNA: and look a7 wha7 you le7 happen

LAMPETRA: LET happen?! We were trying to prevent it!

MITUNA: grea7 fucking job

KARKAT: =That makes him fume= IT SURE AS FUCK DIDN'T STOP YOU FROM-- OH. BY STANDING BY AND TAKING ORDERS? GREAT FUCKING JOB!

MICEXA: ...Sunny. It's alright.

HESONY: We could say the same for you-- =When Micexa spoke, he backed down, though his lip was still curled.=

REDGLARE: -She takes a sharp breath.- S-stop.

REDGLARE: 1 r3m3mb3r thos3 n4m3s.

REDGLARE: Sh3 told m3 4bout you.

NYALAH: -guh. This is very stressful for her. Watch her step aside to hack up the weed she ate earlier. Excuse.-

REDGLARE: -She slumps to sit. Weakly. The binding for her wound is long gone, now, and she eyes the discoloration again.-

KARKAT: =He's absolutely steamed= I REMEMBER THEM TOO, SOME FUCKING BOND.

HESONY: https://31.media.tumblr.com/b4b93178d916e9e0c52eeb0a23bf6adf/tumblr_inline_nejn5fCzWh1s4sxxd.gif

KARKAT: =eat his entire ass, son=

MICEXA: You saw that woman. If we had shown weakness or hesitance...

MICEXA: -her face twists somewhat- I was trying to warn you, to be compliant. For her sake. For all your sakes.

HESONY: And you didn't listen.

MICEXA: -rests a hand on Hesony's arm.- But it doesn't matter now. \|/e need to keep moving.

NYALAH: fuck you actually in the t33th broh -swallows dryly and stands. Hhh.-

KARKAT: SO WHAT? SHE COULD KILL HER LATER?? IT'S A FUCKING--=HOLD UP, DID SHE JUST SAY IT DIDN'T MATTER=

KARKAT: =DAVE. HOLD HIS FUCKING ROCK=

KARKAT: =BABY HOLD MY GODDAMN BOULDER=

MITUNA: you don7 ma77er

MICEXA: No. Maybe not. But blame certainly doesn't.

MICEXA: It won't make a difference to her now.

HESONY: Shut it Sparky.

NYALAH: (b33ch)

MITUNA: 347 MY 3N71R3 8ULG3 817CH 80Y

KARKAT: =Expels water so hard from his gills, yup. Sorry. He's throwing this boulder.=

MINDFANG: -Karkat you should probably throw the boulder, she endorses it.-

REDGLARE: -shitting FUCK she is going to try to push herself up and into the goddamn way as he starts to heave it.- DO NOT.

REDGLARE: -its... Not exactly the most graceful movement. She's stumbling and in pain just trying to get up that quick, but all the same.-

MINDFANG: -Redglare what are you DOING.-

KARKAT: =Stares at Redglare. Chest heaving.... he respects her. She was close to Terezi... and she shouldn't be moving. Drops it and pins his fins back, giving her a steady hand=

DAVE: -GIVE ME THE GODDAMN ROCK-

KARKAT: =bro ..... you are my rock=

NYALAH: -Gdi. Same tho. She's gay too.-

REDGLARE: look 4t us. W3 n33d. 4ny h3lp w3 c4n f1nd.

REDGLARE: W3 h4v3n't spok3n to our cr3w 1n d4ys 4nd w3 st1ll h4v3 our ord3rs to f1nd th3m.

HESONY: =he nodded at Redglare= We Have supplies for you.

HESONY: Water, food, winter clothes...

KARKAT: =They could kill and loot these two. Easy, but she's right. Clenches his jaw=

MICEXA: ...Just a few of your personal effects. The others have the rest. \|/e could only get so much before we ran.

MINDFANG: -She does indeed have a point. However, guys, once we are out of the cave then we kill them right?-

HESONY: =he nodded, confirming Micexa's words= We even managed to acquire one of your comms devices.

REDGLARE: W3—

REDGLARE: w3 n33d to cont4ct th3m.

REDGLARE: Th3r3 4r3 p3opl3 who d3s3rv3 to know.

MICEXA: -uncaptchalogues the communication device and offers it over to Redglare. She doesn't seem particularly proud about it.-

HESONY: =he took a few steps towards them, emptying his sylladex of vital supplies in question. There are a new change of clothes for everyone in various sizes, including warm jackets. Please dress yourselves.=

DAELOS: -Hunched against the wall, panting- watching the legiscerators with disdain and wariness.-

REDGLARE: -She takes it, letting a breath go. Then she turns over her shoulder and offers it to Karkat, instead.-

HESONY: =after he is finshed, he backed away again.=

MITUNA: -Still scowling at them, eyes glowing, ready. He's not above murder, right now.-

KARKAT: =Takes it. It feels heavy he just goes off to a corner to like, fuck himself with it or whatever=

NYALAH: -at least gets a jacket on, not caring that she's dripping wet.-

MICEXA: -once he checks it he should be able to tell it was Terezi's-

DAELOS: -Helps Nyalah get her clothes on before bothering with himself.-

REDGLARE: -Shaky and shivery as she goes to get the clothes on. She's a little bit feverish, right now, but it already feels a little better.-

NYALAH: -Stop it, you loaf. Now she's helping Daelos.- dumbass ass ass

KARKAT: =ok in that case hes going in the corner to cry=

DAVE: -looks at those winter clothes desperately. HE NEEDS-

DAVE: -BABE NO-

DAELOS: I canter even believe you are moving around of your own volition, let alone pausing to insult me -FUSSES, BITCHES.-

HESONY: =take them, Thinskin!=

DAELOS: -Lets her help him tho because....He's so tired.-

NYALAH: not you

REDGLARE: You r4n. 4r3 you go1ng b4ck?

MINDFANG: -She doesnt exactly feel like trusting them, but quite honestly what is the worst that clothes could do shes grabbing sizes that will fit her and pulling them on as quick as she can.-

MINDFANG: -The jacket takes a moment or two, the wolf teeth did a number on her robo arm at the elbow joint, its stiff.-

HESONY: =stares at Redglare in complete silence then LAUGHS=

MICEXA: -glances at Sunny. Same...-

MICEXA: There's no going back now.

HESONY: Are you kidding? We go back, we die.

MITUNA: -Uses his psionics to dress, because his left arm is fucking useless.-

DAVE: -crawlings a no and he's gonna need some assistance standing up- someone toss me clothes for fucks sake

MITUNA: you 5hould go back

DAELOS: It would only be the begining of your recompense

NYALAH: -Are u sure Mituna? Nyalah licked it.-

DAELOS: -DISDAINFUL-

MITUNA: -It's fucking broken but thanks kitty-

HESONY: =flips Mituna off=

NYALAH: -purr purr purr.-

MINDFANG: -Dave the human, you are so sad. She takes some pity and brings him clothes that she thinks will fit him.- Please tell me you have some way of getting dressed yourself.

MITUNA: -Flings a rock at his head-

NYALAH: h33 h33

KARKAT: =thank you Mituna=

MICEXA: -why is Terezi's new swarm so bad at listening jfc-

DAVE: no ive lost the use of all parts of my body -pretends to go limp but that hurts too- FUCK

KARKAT: =GEE=

HESONY: =the rock bounces off his noggin. There is a little bit of blood, but for the most part, he's hard-headed=

MINDFANG: ........ Incredi8le.

HESONY: =staring at mituna flatly=

KARKAT: =wipes his face then goes to help Dave get dressed. Gives him something to do= Move. I got it.

KARKAT: Not you Dave. You don't move.

DAVE: hey i was gonna get pretty then go over to you DAVE: how am i gonna play hero now

MINDFANG: -Thank you Karkat, please take care of your rail so she does not.- Alright.

MINDFANG: -Moves aside and takes a moment to herself to roll up her sleeve and inspect the damage to her robot limb.-

KARKAT: You can do that later. =helps him out=

MITUNA: -Now Sunny is the one being flipped off-

[[ It got wolf chomped pretty great. There are some small dents in it, in the very least. ]]

MICEXA: \|/henever you're ready, we'll make our way out of here. I have a plan to get us out of this state.

MICEXA: ...But.

REDGLARE: but?

HESONY: =busy flipping Mituna off again=

DAVE: -fine- so we need to go to minnesota

MICEXA: -glances at Redglare specifically- You're badly infected.

MINDFANG: -Earth sucks ass. God damn wolves.-

DAVE: yeah redglare

DAVE: holdin us all up with your stanky leg and shit

REDGLARE: 1 c4n w4lk.

MINDFANG: For now you can.

MINDFANG: What a8out l8ter.

MICEXA: It could spread to your heart.

KARKAT: =dave please= You need that taken care of. If i can't kill them them you can't have a bum leg.

HESONY: ....She's right.

KARKAT: =said while dressing Dave, not even looking at them=

REDGLARE: 1t's—

REDGLARE: just p41n. 1 c3n h4ndl3 th4t.

REDGLARE: -glances back at Karkat... And Mindfang... and then both Hesony and Micexa.-

REDGLARE: -Hisses softly, under her breath.- sh1t.

HESONY: I get it, okay? Pyropes can go a long way before keeling but this is different.

DAVE: sure

DAVE: and i was just cold the other night

DAELOS: -Does he have his tool box back?-

KARKAT: Great. Thanks.

KARKAT: =AT REDGLARE=

KARKAT: =the other two can die in a hole.=

REDGLARE: -She is not talking as she slumps back to sitting.-

MICEXA: -frowns, quiet for a long moment.-

MICEXA: ...I can make it quick.

HESONY: =been there almost done that=

REDGLARE: 4lr1ght.

DAVE: -o boy-

KARKAT: =next time try harder=

MITUNA: um

MITUNA: UM

HESONY: =waves mituna over= We're gonna need you, Sparky.

MITUNA: WH47 7H3 FUCK 4C7U4LLY

MICEXA: I need a belt, towels, and yes, you-- psionic-- I'm going to need you to cauterize the wound.

DAELOS: Hold on a moment

DAELOS: Please

HESONY: =welp, he's unbuckling his own and sliding his belt from his waist.=

MINDFANG: Cauterize the.... -Oh.-

DAELOS: -A little loudly-

MICEXA: -glances at Daelos-

DAELOS: Is my toolbo% in your possesion

DAELOS: By any chance...

MITUNA: 3XCU53 7H3 5H17 0U7 0F MY 5P1N4L CR3V1C3

DAVE: -pulls karkats face into him because he knows he can't handle this-

MICEXA: The only other thing we have is... Just give it to them, Sunny.

KARKAT: =He's seen ear Dave, but it's appreciated. He still looks tho,redglare needs things to bite down on=

KARKAT: =She can have his arm or something=

HESONY: =His sigh is hitched and he produced Terezi's cane. Just kind of...holds it.=

DAVE: -no????-

DAELOS: -He sighs- Nothing else

DAELOS: -HE HAD SOME WEEDS. HE WANTED TO GET REDGLARE NICE AND STONED FIRST BEFORE THEY LOP OFF HER LEG.-

HESONY: Sorry. =he says, kind of lamely.=

REDGLARE: -u giant blue stoner-

NYALAH: -It's okay, Daelos. Weed just can't solve every problem.-

MITUNA: -That...probably wouldn't help???-

KARKAT: =GLARES at Daelos or he would but stares at her cane=

DAELOS: -It's better than nothing.-

KARKAT: =SPACE WEED=

DAELOS: Ah well...proceed

HESONY: =Wanna nom on this, Rg?=

REDGLARE: -SHES NOT GONNA BITE HER SWORD CANE THAT'S SOME KINDA DESECRATION-

MICEXA: -she's too busy tying Redglare's thigh with a belt to offer her something softer to bite-

HESONY: =Hey, their buddy Kreyse had this made, it aint from some piece of shit steel=

KARKAT: =no buddies are here for you, sir=

NYALAH: -gotta high tail it out of this cave. She can't do this. Don't worry, she's not going far.-

DAVE: -ur buddy is dead-

MITUNA: wai7 5o you wan7 me 7o gazebla57 her leg

HESONY: =Too soon, Dave.=

MITUNA: wha7 7he fuck

KARKAT: =he would also say they weren't buddies. They're both dickwads=

HESONY: =carefully turns to Mituna= Unless you want her to bleed to death?

REDGLARE: -shes gonna stuff some coat fabric into her mouth instead, that may work.-

MICEXA: -just kind of stiff... this isn't very fun. But at least she knows what this is like. She stuffs some more extra fabric under her leg to make it comfortable and eventually catch some of the blood before picking up her axe to clean it off, turned away where Redglare doesn't have to see-

MICEXA: Do you want a warning?

MITUNA: UM W417 HOLD ON FUCK DUD3 H0LY 5H17 -He's not ready!-

HESONY: ....

HESONY: =to Mituna= Do you want a warning?

REDGLARE: -closes her eyes and shakes her head. SHE is ready, at least.-

MITUNA: Y35???????

HESONY: =Holds up his hand. 5.=

HESONY: =puts down a finger. 4.=

MICEXA: \|/e can't wait for more of them to find us.

MICEXA: -turns toward Redglare, glancing at Hesony and counting in her head as she raises the axe.-

MITUNA: -He's really jittery and sparky-

HESONY: =3.....2.....1.=

MICEXA: -JUST DONT GAZEBLAST THE REST OF HER LEG OFF.-

MICEXA: -and with the rest of the countdown, she swings the axe, quick and sure.-

REDGLARE: -It is bloody, but done. She is shaking and not looking at the damage. It's hardly a delicate surgery, but she keeps her eye open through it, clamping down hard on the cloth and muffling her scream.-

HESONY: =He just...puts a hand on Redglare's shoulder, squeezing it. There there.=

MITUNA: -He's screaming too, and that's helping him keep from vomiting at the moment. There is enough focus, to concentrate his blast on the stump of her leg, the scent of seared flesh fills the air-

MICEXA: -moves the missing leg out of the way for Mituna-

HESONY: =wow, he's so out of practice at comforting others it shows.=

NYALAH: -the explosion of blood is making her gag and hurl in the other cave chamber. There's nothing in her digestive sac to upheave but here she is.-

REDGLARE: -okay NOw She is SURE BLACKING OUT. so much for staying awake.-

KARKAT: =There to catch her=

REDGLARE: >;'I

KARKAT: =he's sorry about all this. And it shows=

MITUNA: -Once he's done he just....lurches forward and dry heaves bile-

HESONY: Good job, Sparky.

KARKAT: =yep....he frowns then glares at Hesony=

MITUNA: -Throws up in his general direction. Fuck you buddy??????-

MICEXA: -gritting her teeth as she quickly cleans off the blood on her axe. She stows it away. She's sorry, too, but it won't do much good to say.- MICEXA: She should be okay. MICEXA: Just needs rest. MICEXA: \|/e're heading for a compound. The blizzard's heavy, so we have some time before communication can reach them about Sunny and I. \|/e should be able to get transport and maybe a few supplies if we hurry.

Last Monday at 5:09 PM

HESONY: =makes a face at Mituna but...turns back to Redglare. Taking out a small first aid kit, he covered Redglare's affected area with saline before placing gauze pads over it and wrapping it up in bandage.=

NYALAH: -stumbles back into the chamber. Sweaty and ashened faced and just. Done with everything.- lets fucking do this shit

KARKAT: =he can carry redglare and he also got dressed at some point, not liking at the doucheduo= Then let's go.

DAELOS: Yes

DAELOS: -Are they actually getting out of this alive? It doesn't feel real.-

HESONY: =that's the plan=

[[ The ground had gradually begun to incline upwards over the duration of a few hours, making the climb slightly more difficult. However, it may be a good sign they are heading towards the surface once again. ]]

NYALAH: -bottom line is, she's scrambling for her life. Panting heavily. Possibly feverishly.-

DAELOS: -He's basicallly dragging himself like a large blue slug, lagging far behind the rest of the group.-

REDGLARE: -murmuring fitfully, now and then. She's out with a cold sweat. Maybe she's wandering in the dream bubbles...-

(FEFETASPRITE): -she has a dream of a certain catfish ghost waving to her as she floats through the void.- 3833

MICEXA: -waits a little and offers Daelos a hand. She managed to carry him down this hole, she can probably help him out of it.-

HESONY: =after he believed Karkat had sufficiently calmed down a bit, he fell in step beside him. Wordlessly, he handed over the cane to him.=

MITUNA: -That's Karkat's secret. He's never calm.-

DAVE: -bringing up the rear, sword in hand. significantly slow, but it works for their efforts, even if he does get hit with extreme pains from time to time-

MITUNA: -He could just...float you. You don't have to suffer my guy-

DAVE: -GIVE YOUR PSIONICS A FUCKING REST-

DAVE: -no pain no gain-

MITUNA: -No?????-

KARKAT: =Truth. He's just carrying Redglare but he takes her cane without a word. Looking over it sadly, silently and continuing to walk.=

KARKAT: =Also dave don't be dumb=

KARKAT: =Same to you Mituna=

DAVE: -I'm NOT i'm MOVING myself-

MICEXA: -gdi, she glances at Sunny and the human. Pls help this weird alien kid-

MINDFANG: -Dont worry if one of them falls she will drag them-

DAVE: -HE'S OKAY-

MINDFANG: -Are you sure Dave, she could always drag you.-

DAVE: -how is that any better?!-

MINDFANG: -Would you rather be left behind?-

DAVE: -yeah actually-

HESONY: =ugh, FINE, miss! He fell back in line and scooped Dave up in a fireman's carry=

HESONY: =carefully=

DAVE: oh hell no

KARKAT: =stares into Hesony's fucking soul=

MITUNA: i go7 him

DAVE: you gonna go for my throat again

DAVE: if you do it might make for an artistic death picture

DAVE: i dont think i had enough of a concussion before

HESONY: Shut up. I'm Helping.

MITUNA: -Floats Dave away from Sunny-

MITUNA: i go7 you bromigo

DAVE: put me down

HESONY: =HANGS ON =

DAVE: OW FUCK

MITUNA: -Do not break the dave?-

MICEXA: -stares at the ceiling like jfc- Infighting isn't going to get us to the surface any faster.

MITUNA: le7 him go bulgero7

HESONY: =At Mituna= You are being childish.

MICEXA: Sunny, just let him go. If they want to waste their energy, let them.

KARKAT: =good Mituna, FAST BUILDING HISS= DON'T TOUCH HIM. DON'T TOUCH ANYONE. DON'T TALK. FUCK OFF.

MICEXA: \|/e've done what we can.

DAVE: - DONT WANT TO BE A GAME OF TUG o WAR-

HESONY: =one by one removes his fingers=

DAVE: -the pain from the resistance is a lot MAKE UP YOUR DAMN MIND GUYS-

KARKAT: =allow him to motivate you. Grabs the wrist= Go to the only person here that can stand you.

KARKAT: =HE WILL FIGHT WITH REDGLARE ON HIS BACK but he'd rather not=

MITUNA: -Shhhh, he's got you Dave. He should feel floaty now, maybe even a little tingly. Enjoy the ride Dave, you earned it.-

MICEXA: He was trying to help. That boy won't last much longer on his feet, and we can't afford to wait.

KARKAT: He's socially inept along with being a dick. Use words not that he'd take the help. Now stop fucking around or I will literally fucking eat your hand.

HESONY: =just glaring down at all these pipsqueaks in this 7'5" glory.=

DAVE: mituna dont

DAVE: no

DAVE: stop over exerting the mind you just got back

MITUNA: i go7 him

DAVE: oh christ

KARKAT: =HE DOESN'T GIVE A SHIT ABOUT HEIGHT MY GUY=

MITUNA: 5hu7 up bro7a7o you weigh fuck all

DAVE: whatever

REDGLARE: -She might be scolding people to pretend to get along if she were awake, but she's still super unconscisous

MITUNA: like a bean

MICEXA: -growls. He already let go pls-

KARKAT: =He didn't punch him at least.=

MITUNA: bean dave

HESONY: =jerks his wrist from Karkat and just stomps ahead to scout out an exit to this stupid cave.=

KARKAT: =THAT'S FUCKING RIGHT STRING BEAN. Adjusts Redglare gently and walks on=

DAVE: shut up

MITUNA: mi57er beeeeheheeeeeneh

DAVE: why

MICEXA: -watches after Sunny... they promised to do something but it sure isn't easy. Not that she expected it to be. Of course they hate them, after what happened. She hates herself, too. But she keeps giving herself reasons to keep moving, and maybe one day, she will figure out why.-

HESONY: =Fuck yeah, it was hard! It was beyond him how Terezi could get along with so much of the disagreeable sorts, but they did promise. No matter how much he wanted to leave them to their own devices, he couldn't. If he and Miss died because of these people....well...at least he could say, "Look, Rez, I tried, but your friends are real assholes."=

[[ Soon he is able to hear a very faint howling of the wind, and far up head, there is a sliver of flickering light coming from behind a thin crevice. ]]

MITUNA: -I mean. She'd agree. We are assholes. That's why she loves us.-

HESONY: =She loved us too! As least I have the common decency to use past tense!=

DAVE: -I'M THE ASSHOLE?????-

DAVE: -IN THIS SITUATION????-

MITUNA: -Honestly go fuck yourself her love continues in death-

MITUNA: -I MIGHT KNOW JUST A TAD BIT MORE ABOUT THE DEAD THAN YOU-

MICEXA: -YALL... chill...-

HESONY: =You probably know 100% more about the dead than me!=

MICEXA: -oh ok-

HESONY: =eventually he's coming back down towards them to report=

HESONY: Now try not to give yourself wedgies, but I see light back there.

HESONY: =jabs his thumb in the direction he came=

MICEXA: Everyone ready for the storm?

HESONY: Unless you wish to stay in Here of all places, of course.

NYALAH: i say it again

NYALAH: lets fucking do this thing -not stopping. She's doing the whole wheezy climb up.-

[[ When they get to the crevice, they will see that some of the bigger trolls will have to side step through it. ]]

HESONY: =he holds his hand up to Nyalah, not touching her. Everyone seemed to have a problem with that LAST time.= Wait. I will make sure it is clear.

HESONY: =he turned and shimmied through, glancing at his device before looking ahead into the storm. Not long after, he waved for the others to come out. He's even going to put his shield over the entrance so yall don't get snow in your faces. Your welcome.=

NYALAH: -she's too tired to notice these things. Her energy is at max cap.-

MICEXA: -nods and ushers everybody through. LETS GET THIS ROAD ON THE SHOW-

LATULA: -SHE'S not passed out at least... INTO THE COLD-

[[ Using a handy dandy GPS to get them to the nearest town, Tanana, the group sees their first signs of civilization as the lights of the small city appear on the horizon. It has a population of 308. ]]

NYALAH: -nice town. And just as she's thinking about it, she collapses. Blacked out again.-

HESONY: =just...looks at her then glances up at the rest of the crew= You gonna rip my arm off if I attempt to carry her?

NYALAH: -Fuck u. She still has 6 more lives left. She's GOOD. And also unmoving, faceplanted in the snow.-

MITUNA: -FLOATS HER TOO-

DAVE: mituna

DAVE: no

MITUNA: mi7una ye5

KARKAT: =he can't carry everyone but he could try, sighs= Just let him carry her for now since he learned how to use words.

KARKAT: No one wants to be around the other longer than we have to.

MICEXA: -she's not slowing down this time.- \|/e should get close, find somewhere to hide you all... I'll go in and get transport.

MICEXA: -glances at Sunny-

MICEXA: No guarantees we'll be able to make an easy stop after this. \|/e should get as many supplies as we can.

HESONY: =to Mituna= You're gonna burn yourself out keeping that up.

HESONY: =He nodded once Miss spoke and gathered Nyalah into his arms.= Good plan, say we're going on a road trip. Say The Expunger told us to hit the road or else. =He's trying to be funny. Is it working?=

MITUNA: already did i7 once and i7 wa5 doing 5ome7hing a lo7 harder 7han 7hi5

NYALAH: -if she were conscious, she would be snickering cuz Mituna said he "did it". Oh also he said hard.-

NYALAH: -ragdolls in Sunny's arms. Noodlecat.-

HESONY: =He swears that every single one of them is purposely trying to make his life difficult=

MITUNA: -Ye-

NYALAH: -stfu she only weighs like 3 potatoes. Weak.-

HESONY: There are forests bordering the town. We can remain there while you obtain transportation.

HESONY: Be careful. The Expunger may Have already delivered a warning.

MICEXA: \|/e'll see. -looks at Hesony for a few moments... and then OFF SHE GOES-

MICEXA: -Why does this feel so familiar?? Oh wait-

HESONY: =HE'S TRYING TO IGNORE THAT=

MICEXA: -turns around real quick, runs back over to Sunny... kisses him right on the mouth.- MICEXA: -RUNS OFF FOR REAL THIS TIME-

DAVE: -wow. such romance. very love. wow.-

HESONY: =He returned the kiss, watching her run off. Just like sweeps before. Wow. So familiar it burns.=

HESONY: =He led the group into the forest, to wait and kept watch upon the city for any sign of activity. It isn't until later that he realizes he's alone with all these people who probably hate him. Well, probably isn't the right word so much as definitely.=

HESONY: :(

MITUNA: -Suck it up buttercup-

DAVE: -definitely-

HESONY: =Stick it where the sun dont shine, Sparky.=

[cannonadeastriction]

📱 [Signless Mindfang Roxanne]

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[academic-geniality]

MINDFANG: *Wow. Okay so that whole thing with Cherubs completely backfired just now. Arrisa was escorted swiftly to detainment lockup by Darkleer, and for at least half the time she was fiddling with that damn collar and thinking about horrible ways to END Karkat Vantas for this humiliation he dare force upon her. Who did that halfsized twit think he was?? If she ever got the chance, Vantas would be strapped to the prow of a ship and left there until the vicious gulls had their fill of him. Mindfang is guided into a cell. And man does she look outraged. In fact if looks could kill, then wow maybe Aranea would be dead because look that Serket is in here too.*

ARANEA: *recently, aranea had 8een moved to a more spacious cell on good 8ehavior, with a 8unch 8ed and everything!! 8ut these cells also tend to 8e the ones where they send the new folks. aranea is 8usy moving her things around, such as her paper mache spiders she made with damara, when suddenly...*

ARANEA: Arrisa???????? *looks too excited to see her*

MINDFANG: ........ *There is a long moment when Mindfang considers punching her. Instead, she just drives her robotic fist into the wall and lets out an enraged yell.* F8CK!!!!!!!! *Why this. Of all people why?? Well once she has punched the wall her hand remained in position while she leaned against it, some of the tension leaking out from her shoulders.*

ARANEA: *JUMPS as arrisa loses her temper like that and glances away awkwardly* Er... I'm sorry.

ARANEA: I realize these aren't the 8est conditions to meet in... *clears throat* I won't ask what happened, if you don't want to tell me! I'll... just... *shuffles over to the 8ed, a8out to sit down on the 8ottom*

ARANEA: ... W8! Do you want the top or the 8ottom?

MINDFANG: *Eventually her entire body just slumps forward and she is resting her head on the wall next to her fist, and after a few minutes of silence, her fist becomes a splayed hand and she pushes herself back from the edge of the cell and turns to look at Aranea with narrowed eyes.* Take whichever you want. *She hisses though gritted teeth.*

ARANEA: *she watches her silently through that moment with 88ed 8reath and nearly jumps again when arrisa finally addresses her* Right! Of course! *scram8les up onto the top 8unk, assuming a mature and classy lady like arrisa wouldn't want the top one*

MINDFANG: *She litterally couldn't bring herself to care which bunk bed she would rather have right now. Arrisa shuffles from one side of the room to the other. . .And then back. And then to the otherside again. Is she pacing? Yeah. Muttering angrily under her breath? Absolutely.*

ARANEA: *aranea continues to follow her with her gaze, though while over the edge of the 8ook she's attempting to read. she said she was going to leave arrisa alone, 8ut...* Are you going to 8e alright?

MINDFANG: Who knows. Pro8a8ly. *She snaps and is intent on walking out her rage while starting to mess with her collar again.*

MINDFANG: This is just so stupid.

MINDFANG: All of it.

MINDFANG: And of coooooooourse that pile of rotting gills had to 8e there as well.

MINDFANG: Its not my fault that human mental structures are so much more fragile then trolls!!!!!!!

ARANEA: *holds the 8ook close to her face, glancing away from arrisa in thought, pretty much everywhere else around the room 8efore settling on her again*

ARANEA: ... I know exactly what you mean. It completely shuts us out and then shuts itself down! A very 8izarre evolutionary tactic, if you ask me...

ARANEA: I suppose it must 8e akin to a possum playing dead?

ARANEA: 8ut still!

MINDFANG: *She turns to look at Aranea again, but its not with hatred this time, she looks exasperated.* Well "Playing possum" is still 8etter then 8eing dead right?? Its not like I killed him!

MINDFANG: . . . . . . . . Uh. *Is it too soon?*

ARANEA: ... *she does momentarily go quiet after that, hiding 8ehind her 8ook a little*

ARANEA: Who was it?

MINDFANG: I don't know! His name was. . . . . *She is thinking hard to recall this now, while running a hand through her hair.* Stader? Srider? *She doesn't understand human hatchnames at all.*

MINDFANG: One of those idiots who wears sunglasses indoors.

ARANEA: Strider!

ARANEA: Dave? Dirk? *she hopes it's dirk. fuck that guy.* Derek? Davenforth? ... Why do they all have D names????????

MINDFANG: Fuck if I know! Its confusing!!

MINDFANG: 8ut shit, its round glasses?? Does that help?

ARANEA: Oh! I 8et it was Dave. He's in security. Very light hair, kind of curly, pale skin, compared to the rest of them...

MINDFANG: *She snaps her fingers in Aranea's direction on the upper bunk.* Yeah, thats him alright.

ARANEA: *smiles 8ecause she GUESSED IT* ... 8ut why did you try to use mind control on him?

MINDFANG: *She sighs and just drags her feet over to the bunk beds. With a slight "oof" arrisa flops herself down and just lays there in silence, as if she had ignored Aranea's question.*

MINDFANG: I was attempting to get myself out of 8eing detained.

ARANEA: *oh... how ironic. she keeps any comments to herself as she isn't eager to see mindfang angry again, now that she's calmed down* That's... unfortun8.

MINDFANG: Sure as hell is. *This is probably the most curt Arrisa has ever acted around Aranea. She just couldn't find the energy to smile sweetly and act all swauve and cool.*

MINDFANG: Oh 8y the way, since I highly dou8t they are letting you out of here anytime soon, there are cheru8s on8ored.

MINDFANG: Just so you know.

ARANEA: W8... So, *looks over the edge of the 8ed and down at mindfang, her glasses hanging off her face like they're a8out to fall off* Were our suspicions correct, then? A8out Calliope and Cali8orn?

MINDFANG: *She glances up as the bed above shifts and then follows the movement to watch as Aranea peaks her head over and almost looses her glasses.* Yes. They are cherubs. Or more accur8, /the/ cherub.

MINDFANG: And soon I'm sure the whole god damn ship will know it.

ARANEA: Hmm... I certainly hope that doesn't tear the ship apart. Having a cheru8 is quite a 8argaining chip against our current adversaries!

MINDFANG: I dou8t anyone will get the chance to argue. The captain, Ampora, will kill it on sight.

ARANEA: Do you think so? I'm not so sure a8out that... Oops-- *gra8s her glasses 8ecause they are falling off and goes to sit normally again*

MINDFANG: *She folds her arms behind her head and nods even though Aranea is no longer looking.* He's claimed he will.

ARANEA: *eyes widen a little* Did he really? I'm... surprised. 8ut good for him! Who knows what could erupt from all of this. *totally unaware of what mindfang was plotting herself*

MINDFANG: *Good. It can stay that way. Arrisa lets out a deep, disapointed sigh.* Its 8etter then the alternitive now.

MINDFANG: *If she can't have it, no one can.*

ARANEA: *there's something a8out the way she says that which makes aranea suspect it arrisa means more 8y it, 8ut she doesn't really want to question it. she especially doesn't want to question /her/ of all people*

ARANEA: Yes... That's for certain. *lies 8ack on the 8ed, looking up at the ceiling*

MINDFANG: *She enjoys the silence for a while. Just staring up at the bunk above her and resting. But that leaves her with too much free time to think about things she would rather not dwell on. Once Arrisa got to trying to imagine what Rhodri's reaction would be to all of this, she decided it was time for conversation again.* So how many wrigglers does that over-fed silkspinner have? I don't think you ever gave a num8er.

ARANEA: Oh, right! Well, let's see... There's 8reeza, Xanthe, Nilima, Gaspar, Folaey, Phonos... And with the inclusion of you and myself, that would make eight total! ::::)

MINDFANG: Seven.

ARANEA: *shifts a 8it* ... Yes. Seven additional charges after you.

MINDFANG: 8reeza, Xanthe, Gaspar, *Aranea cannot see, but Arrisa holds up on finger for each of these trolls named.* Folaey, Nilima, Phonos, Aranea. She has seven charges in total. *Its said stiffly. Not as if she is shocked, or is trying to make herself understand it. She says it like she is correcting Aranea on a fact.*

ARANEA: Er... Right. *clears her throat awkwardly* Seven. Period.

MINDFANG: How often did you feed her?

ARANEA: Well, I personally never had to feed her. The others kept me from doing so for some reason. 8ut from what I gathered, it was quite frequently that she insisted on 8eing fed!

ARANEA: The one time I did meet her, she was GIGANTIC.

MINDFANG: *There is a small sound that was suspiciously close to a cut off laugh.* Oh really?

ARANEA: Yes! As 8ig and as 8lu88ery as a whale! ::::)

MINDFANG: And have her sweeps caught up with her yet? How old does she look.

ARANEA: Well... She didn't look good. Despite still 8eing a terrifying creature who had every intention of eating me herself, I could tell she was likely on the last leg of her life.

ARANEA: Though it has 8een sweeps since then... I've received no word a8out her, so I don't know if she's even still alive. *shrugs*

MINDFANG: . . . Heh. Well its a8out time that old 8itch keeled over anyways.

ARANEA: I agree! Well, not in any malicious sort of way. It's just 8affling that she's managed to live for so long. It is literally a8out time. Well past due, even.

MINDFANG: May8e feeding off the souls and flesh of kids kept her alive well past her deserved sweeps.

MINDFANG: Hah!

MINDFANG: Not a chance though.

ARANEA: Hmm, may8e it did. If you 8elieve in that sort of thing. ::::) *she's having the time of her life 8onding with arrisa over shit talking their lusus*

MINDFANG: *Oh Arrisa could shit talk her lusus for hours. She really hated that spider.* I don't, 8ut its an idea none the less.

ARANEA: *rolls onto her side and nuzzles into her pillow with a small smile* I know this arrangement is temporary, 8ut for the time 8eing... I'm really enjoying your company.

ARANEA: It gets very lonely in here...

MINDFANG: And it will 8e lonely again once one of us leaves. Most likely myself. *However sweet their little moment was, Aranea was still another Serket. And Arrisa just really REALLY didn't like them. Was it their personalty? Or just how similar they happened to be to her that she hated. Mindfang couldn't be sure.*

ARANEA: *traces a finger over the sheet over her 8ed, speaking softly* I know. 8ut... I'm thankful for the time we have.

MINDFANG: Well, thats a nice sentiment. 8ut I'm rather looking forward to getting 8ack to my matesprit, punching the lights out of my kismesis, carefully executing a handful of people, and then disposing of their 8odies in the ship's gar8age shoot. *What a list huh.* This is, somewhat, nice for now. 8ut most of all just an inconvenience for 8oth of us. Me especially.

ARANEA: *clears her throat that feels a little tight* Yes, of course. *falls quiet after that and actually stays quiet*

MINDFANG: *Thats cool. She stays quiet as well. Maybe she will get some actual sleep that isn't interrupted by the dayterrors she has been suffering through every time she has tried to sleep for the last few months.*

[arcadiantroubadour]

MINDFANG: *In the gym, Arrisa had managed to set up a rope high enough off the ground to give her insentive not to fall, but not too high as to really hurt herself if she WERE to fall. Which she had been doing an awful lot of while practicing for this act she had suggested. It hadn't occured to her how the weight change in her metal arm would change her sense of balance this much. She hardly noticed it when on the actual ground, why was it that walking this rope was any harder? Mindfang was standing straight as a rod, toes on the rope five feet off the ground, in one hand was her sword while the other was held out to help keep her steady. If she couldn't take a single step, how would she be able to actually fight? It was all too frustrating to keep standing still, but Arrisa wasn't too keen on adding more bruises to the few she had already collected from this practice.*

SUMMONER: *If there is one thing Nitrams happen to be good at it's avoiding quite literally everything when they have any kind of serious emotional issue. Rhodri had been a bit elusive lately, trying to figure out how to best break it to GHB that they couldn't further pursue a relationship after all. He's no good at relationship based words, so it was taking him a while. Exercising is good for clearing his head though, so to the gym he headed. There's usually a few people around to make smalltalk with too, so that's nice as well. Though he hadn't expected to see Arrisa there. And certainly not standing stiff as a post on a rope. He stares at the whole scene from across the gym, an eyebrow raised as he starts walking on over.* hey ch1ca, you uh, work1ng on that talent show act or what?

MINDFANG: *She doesn't turn her head to look at him, because if she does that might be too distracting. Instead she keeps posed as she is, sword pointed ahead of her as one foot attempts to move an inch forward.* Yes. My particular act is going to involve maneuvering this rope while-- *Her voice wavers, as does her balance, and it takes her a flighty moment of lightly flailing limbs before she is standing firm again* ........I am doing that, yes.

SUMMONER: *He cracks a smile watching her up there. She looks so focused, damn. It's pretty cute.* yeah? well looks l1ke you got th1-- oH! *When she started flailing he took to the air to reach her, arms outstretched to possibly catch her in the air but. She already got it. He withdraws his hands with a laugh, but remains airborne at her side.* heh, l1ke 1 was say1ng,

SUMMONER: looks l1ke you got th1s sh1t 1n the bag,

SUMMONER: or start1ng to,

MINDFANG: Unfortun8tly, as I h8 to admit it, I'm far from guaranteed a success unless my partner, Redglare, is even more off 8allenced then I am now. *She takes another, more sure step forward. She has started to get the hang of this.*

MINDFANG: I need to regain my a8ilities to navig8 this rope while engaging in com8at.

SUMMONER: oh, you partnered up w1th the boss? *Long whistle.* damn, w1th that combo 1 m1ght as well throw 1n the towel already, *He puts his hands in his pockets as he flies there, eyeing her then the rope.*

SUMMONER: walk1ng along 1t 1s one th1ng, f1ght1ng 1s a whole other,

SUMMONER: *Looks back to her.*

SUMMONER: want some help? *Grin.*

MINDFANG: *There is a slight moment, when Arrisa glances at him out of the corner of her eye, where she is envious of those wings. But its a fleeting feeling, and the tight line that is her mouth turns upwards at the corners into something of a smile while he hovers beside her.* At this point, I'm not in a position to not except it. I am supposed to meet her 8efore the show to test our act, and making a fool of myself is not an option.

MINDFANG: *She lets out a sigh and rolls her shoulders slowly to try and relax some.* Who would have thought losing an arm and an eye would make a task this difficult.

SUMMONER: *He sees the slight curve of her lips and it helps his own grin get broader, or at least more genuine.* don't th1nk that's real hard though, *He snickers a little. Yeah that means you, that you are a silly fool. He kicks off his shoes in the air, then puts his arms out to the sides as he lands on the rope in front of her. He folds up his wings, arms moving about some as he tries to get his balance. He gains it after a bit. He's out of practice. Been a while since he had to climb or balance anywhere.* yet you are do1ng a better job at 1t then 1, fancy that, *He laughs, smiling at her.* so,

SUMMONER: you ready to do th1s,

SUMMONER: arr1sa are you ready to tussle,

MINDFANG: *She tilts a bit too far one way when he adds his weight to the rope, but she recovers and does not fall yet.* I've had sweeps to practice 8y quickly and expertly scaling rigging, of course I'm 8etter at this then- . . .did you really just ask me if I am ready to "tussle." *She is mildly shocked by both the dumb word and that he genuinely wanted to fight her. Even if would be perfectly safe, the surprise shows on her face as her eyebrows raise.*

MINDFANG: 8ecause if that is the case, you're going to need to 6e equiped. *She is already in the process of pulling a dull sparring sword out of her sylldex for him. She doesnt want to give him a real one, less he fall and injure himself with it.*

SUMMONER: *He keeps his arms outstretched, laughing at her surprise.* tussle, wrestle, f1ght, duel, all of those, *Winks.* 1'm just happy to g1ve a help1ng hand ch1ca, *He holds out his right hand to get the sparring sword, using the other to give her a little salute.* cheers, lances are well and good but swords are more handy somet1mes,

SUMMONER: so l1ke, *He takes a half step back on the rope, wobbling just slightly.* you wanna put someth1ng on the l1ne? well, more than we already are, *Lopside grin. Get it? cuz rope.*

MINDFANG: *Once the sword is handed over, Arrisa settles herself in her own spot on the rope, lifting her own blade into position and ready to use.* Hm. I was going to say that the incentive to win would 8e the unfortun8 fall, 8ut you're right, might as well make it more interesting. *She returns his smile with a sharp grin of her own, now having a bit more motivation then before.*

MINDFANG: Do you have anything you would 8e willing to wager?

SUMMONER: though you would l1ke that 1dea, *He grins wide, though honestly he is just as on board on gambling when it comes to this stuff too. Additional bets and wagers just made life more interesting, and so all the more worth doing. He hums thoughtfully, then points to her with the sword.* how about 1f 1 w1n 1 get to take you on a date? just me and you?

MINDFANG: *Her grin widens even further. Well now its impossible for her to feel bad even on the slight chance that she does lose.* Alright, then if I win you have to spend two nights sharing my 8lock.

SUMMONER: *His eyebrows raise, and so does his grin. It passes looking charming and just winds up in doofy territory.* yeah? well sh1t, th1nk 1 can agree to those terms, no problem,

MINDFANG: *Him and that doofy grin, it was always charming to her. And Arrisa was reminded how much she had missed it when Rhodri had been kidnapped for a month.* Ready when you are.

SUMMONER: *He wobbles a little as he shifts on the rope, trying to mentally go back in time to when he was young and a forestbound troll. No wings and could only climb and balance his way around, chasing the fairy bulls. He puts one hand to his back, doing a half bow with the sword out still.* lad1es f1rst,

MINDFANG: *While Rhodri was thinking back to his time in the forest, Arrisa was remembering her sweeps spent at sea, up in the rigging and fighting on the masts and sails. If she could remain sure footed in a hurricane, she could fight her matesprit on a steady rope. And now, given the oportunity of the first move, Arrisa took one steady step forward and then slid forward quickly to clash her sword strongly against Rhodri's, to test his balance.*

SUMMONER: *He's glad to have taken that semi step backwards before, so that when Arrisa strikes he can shift his balance to his back leg to keep from falling. He presses his sword back against Arrisa, trying to get his weight shifted over against her to force her backwards. Gives her a wINK while doing it, cuz why not.*

MINDFANG: *She would wink back but it would look like a blink. Mindfang feels the swords connect and is both pleased and impressed by his skill to remain standing. To maintain her own balance she retreats back a step as he forces onwards, keeping their swords connected. Once she has steadied her footing Arrisa archs her sword into a circle, attempting to guide Rhodri's sword with hers and spin it out of his hand.*

SUMMONER: *Now he is the one pushing on the offensive, trying to add more weight to his leaning to possibly shift her center of balance to be, well, not balanced. Instead of letting his sword be guided away, he takes another step back and away from the circling sword. Might be better to wait for an opening than to lose his sword already.*

MINDFANG: *Rhodri was better at this then Arrisa would have anticipated, and so even though her attack failed she couldn't fight her big smile. Sure, this wasn't the same rush as a fight with the intent to harm, but it did have certain type of fun to it. When he stepped off the offense, Mindfang didn't give him much time before she was once again advancing. This time she directed a slash to his left side.*

SUMMONER: *Muscle memory is an amazing thing. He is kind of surprised himself, though he's more living in the moment than anything. It's pretty fun to duel like this, and though he isn’t flying his wings flutter excitedly. The slash comes towards his side, and he just manages to put his sword between Arrisa's and himself. The sword clash, and he wobbles just a little trying to move it away from himself.* damn ch1ca, you're not a1m1ng to lose th1s are you?

MINDFANG: Of course not, I'm Arrisa Serket, I never lose. *She is smug but keeps it short. While it would seem Arrisa had gotten back into the swing of tight rope walking with enough encouragement, she still wasn't interested in getting distracted by words. Mindfang picks up on his wobble and pushes her sword harder against his while taking yet another step forward, trying to wreck his balance.*

SUMMONER: *Her proclamation makes him laugh, biting it back with a snicker.* of course not, not w1th l1nes l1ke that, *He lets out a semi surprised tutting noise when she starts pushing more on his side, taking two shakey rather quick steps backwards hoping that the sudden disappearance of the thing she is pushing against would make her wobble so he could give her back with a strike of the sword himself.*

MINDFANG: *It seemed she put too much of her weight forward because Arrisa indeed starts to wobble when Summoner retreats. And while she is busy trying to remain on the rope, she can only manage to parry his strike with another while she takes another step back to reclaim her balance, leaving herself rather open.*

SUMMONER: *He takes a step forward when she begins to wobble, lowering himself to strike at her feet. There had been no rules set, so leg it is.*

MINDFANG: *Not her feet!! There were no rules at all, legs were totally an option to take a swing at. All Mindfang could do was step back as quickly as possible, which resulted in more of a skip on the rope. Now she certainly was strugling, with her balance, but Arrisa wasn't done yet. She took a moment to hold her arms out to stop her swaying, and if given enough time she would be able to step forward into a lunge, sword pointed at Rhodri.*

SUMMONER: *That seemed to have worked, and so he is going to try again, though he took a few moments in chasing her on the rope so the swords wind up clashing rather than crashing against her leg. He tries applying pressure, hoping to knock her over.*

MINDFANG: *So it is a battle of strengths is it! Mindfang feels him pressing forward but she is not willing to back up any further then she has, and presses forward her sword, keeping them locked, with her own strength.*

SUMMONER: *Now their swords are pressing together just like in every sword showdown that has gone down before, and it makes him grin just at how cinematic it probably is. He pushes back against her own, as they lock in perhaps a stalemate.* so 1f you were to w1n, aga1nst all odds, 1 would really get to stay two whole n1ghts?

MINDFANG: *This was quite the entertaining battle, and while it seems that they both seem equally matched now, Arrisa can't help but feel as though the tides were about to change.* That was the agreement wasn't it? *She smiles, pressing a bit harder.*

SUMMONER: *He's pushing on the offensive, even for a time after her reply. Though it looks like he's contemplating something for the time after. Eventually he gives sort of a half shrug.* that 1t was, wasn't 1t? *Then, rather suddenly, it seems like all force behind his sword just disappears. Like his limbs turned to jelly. He lets the sword get knocked out of his hand, and with a rather "oh noooo", he falls over. Well, partially anyway, he winds up hanging upside down from the rope with a shitty grin on his face.* you got me,

MINDFANG: *Arrisa almost falls over too when suddenly her partner GIVES UP like that, and so while he is hanging from the rope, she is left looking down at him with her arms out for balance. For all she wants to be upset at him for giving up like that, she can't fight the smirk plastered on her face.* Technically it isn't over until one of us completely falls off the rope and drops to the ground, 8ut I feel merciful and will accept your surrender now.

SUMMONER: *Oh no, he didn't give up. He was merely a victim of sudden jelly disease. Her smirk is cute though, and he puts his hands behind his head as he keeps hanging around.* very k1nd of you ch1ca, don't th1nk my head would come out alr1ght 1f 1 kept gett1ng 1t dropped and knocked around all the t1me,

MINDFANG: I was actually discussing with someone not to long ago a8out how I should start forcing you to wear a helmet to keep you from getting anymore head injuries. *She chuckles and puts away her sword before getting herself down from the tight rope.*

SUMMONER: *That makes him raise a brow, moving his hands back to the floor and just. Eases himself to the floor. He was kind of taller than the rope was above ground so the whole thing just looked goofy.* ser1ously? my head related blunders have become a po1nt of goss1p?

MINDFANG: Only slightly so. *She muses and puts away her sword before going to collect his and do the same with it.* If you didn't want these 8lunders to 8e discussed, then you should have taken gr8 care to avoid them.

SUMMONER: *He gets to his feet with an amused huff, putting his shoes back on.*well, so long as 1t's only sl1ghtly,

SUMMONER: and 1 do try ch1ca, 1t's just that sh1t apparently does not w1sh to stop happen1ng around me,

MINDFANG:*She lets out a sigh and stretches her arms behind her head.* It really seems that you have 8een having the worst time when it comes to luck, or avoiding shit recently.

MINDFANG: *Mindfang then walks over to him and leans in to press a kiss to his cheek.* Now, not to jump topics so suddenly, 8ut since I was the winner, I think its only fair I decide when the two nights start, right?

SUMMONER: *He shrugs one shoulder, chuckling.* what can 1 say? trouble just f1nds me, guess 1t must l1ke the way 1 smell or someth1ng, *But hey there, kisses. His smile is small and private, cheeks a lil bronze.* th1nk that 1s exactly what a sudden top1c jumper 1s honestly, *He loops one arm around her waist, smiling down at her.* but yep, you're r1ght, you won, so you get to set all of the rules,

MINDFANG: *She grins up at him, fangs poking out through her smile* Well I was thinking I could pro8a8ly manage to shower in the time it takes you to get anything you would want from your 8lock and take it over to mine.

SUMMONER: *He raises a brow while watching her, his own fangs poking out through his lips now to match hers.* my my, cash1ng 1n that pr1ce already? dang ch1ca, so 1mpat1ent, *He kisses her forehead.* but, you are r1ght, could probably get 1t done before you'd be back even w1thout a shower,

MINDFANG: Would you like to race it then? *What was one more challenge. The last one had gone so well for her.*

SUMMONER: 1s 1t go1ng to be someth1ng for me 1f 1 w1n? *Slight waggle of the brows.*

MINDFANG: *She puts one hand on his shoulder and leans in to his ear.* I'll leave the towels out of the 8athroom, so I would have to walk out to get them. *You'll get to see her naked, is that enough insentive?*

SUMMONER: * }BI ... *

SUMMONER: well then,

SUMMONER: 1 better hurry my ass up,

SUMMONER: to get on that,

SUMMONER: happen1ng,

MINDFANG: Yeah, you really should hurry. *Rhodri gets a gentle butt pat before Arrisa turns and TAKES OFF. Its still a race after all.*

SUMMONER: *The butt pat makes him grin like a dork, giving her a wink as his wings unfold.* 1'll catch you later then, but not too late, };) *And then he NYOOMS off, wings kicking up an ample supply of wind in his wake.*

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ATRIUM SECURITY RECORDING 0230

[3:35:33 PM]  REDGLARE: -She hunts for NUTRITION.  It's one of those times when she retrieves herself a coffee and some items of dubious culinary merit to eat efficiently while looking over reports on her data tablet.-

[3:41:47 PM]  MINDFANG: -While Dualscar isn't around to tell her "I told you so" and look smug because she is doing what he said, Mindfang is getting food in the cafeteria. On her way back with the tray she happens to spy someone she knows.- . . . . . . . .

MINDFANG: -Time to do some invesigating. She sits herself down across the table from Redglare. Sure, she really doesn't like the lady, but she has some respect for her.- Long time no see.

[3:44:48 PM]  REDGLARE: Could b3 long3r.

[3:47:53 PM]  MINDFANG: I take it you are still one of the officers in charge of the shipmen.

[3:50:44 PM]  REDGLARE: -She briefly looks up from her datapad.- Wh4t do you w4nt.

[3:52:43 PM | Edited 3:52:48 PM]  MINDFANG: One of your shipmen was recently injured. Rather horri8ly. Have you done anything to look into it? Or are you even aware of it? -Her tone is not accusing in the slightest, just inquistive.-

[3:55:31 PM]  HANDMAID: -she is very carefully entering, tilting her head to see who redglare is talking to-

[3:56:07 PM]  REDGLARE: 1 d1d not r3c13v3 4 r3port. -She says, simply.-

[3:57:44 PM]  REDGLARE: You h4v3 4 r3port for m3, 1'll t4k3 th3 l1b3rtt of 4ssum1ng.

[3:58:04 PM]  MINDFANG: -Oh. Well. Then this was a waste of her time. She frowns down at her tray and starts stabbing at  her food with her fork.- . . . .I don't know anything yet.

[3:58:37 PM]  MINDFANG: He still hasn't woken up.

[3:59:21 PM]  REDGLARE: Who?

[3:59:31 PM]  MINDFANG: Rhodri, Nitram.

[3:59:42 PM]  HANDMAID: -she approaches the table, slowly.-

[3:59:57 PM]  MINDFANG: -She sees you Handmaid.-

[4:01:11 PM]  REDGLARE: -She pushes her food towards Damara.- Try to us3 th3 fork.  L1k3 1 t4ught you.

[4:01:52 PM]  REDGLARE: Wh4t's h1s cond1t1on?  L4st known wh3r34bouts?

[4:04:04 PM]  MINDFANG: Unconsious, and I was told he was 8leeding into his lungs from 8lunt force trauma. Cuts, bruises, things congruent with Physical violence that I dou8t was an accident.

MINDFANG: I have no idea where he was when it happened. Or any recent time 8efore that.

[4:04:05 PM]  HANDMAID: -she sits down next to redglare, staring at mindfang as she grabs the fork-

[4:04:27 PM]  MINDFANG: -She stares right back at the woman taking the fork.-

[4:05:15 PM]  HANDMAID: -and slowly starts to eat with it while watching her-

[4:06:05 PM]  MINDFANG: -What a weird person.-

[4:07:15 PM]  REDGLARE: -A fist clenches.-  So som3on3 4tt4ck3d h1m.

[4:08:35 PM]  MINDFANG: That much seems pretty o8vious, yes. Unless he decided to punch himself in his head.

[4:09:21 PM]  REDGLARE: No w1tn3ss3s, 31th3r?

[4:09:54 PM]  DOLOROSA: -look at all these favorite people!! she's not getting close just yet, mostly just eavesdropping while she gets herself some tea-

[4:09:55 PM]  MINDFANG: Well I am guessing there was at least one, being the person to have attacked him.

[4:10:37 PM]  HANDMAID: -she's not gonna stop staring at mindfang while she eats-

[4:10:52 PM]  MINDFANG: -wHY?-

[4:11:53 PM]  REDGLARE: -She slams her fist on the table.- 1 n33d to know 3v3rth1ng.  Who would h4v3 gon3 4ft3r h1m?  4ny 3n3m13s?

[4:12:39 PM]  REDGLARE: -She is too absorbed in the mystery to address Dolorosa just now.  But she is DEFINITELY THERE-

[4:12:39 PM]  MINDFANG: And I would CERTAINLY love to 8e a8le to tell you that!

[4:12:56 PM]  DOLOROSA: -whoa ok this is not developing well, she's drifting over now-

[4:13:12 PM]  HANDMAID: -she startles at that fist-

[4:13:18 PM]  MINDFANG: He's a nice guy! I've never really met someone who had anything out for him!

[4:13:54 PM]  HANDMAID: -low growling now-

[4:14:05 PM]  REDGLARE: No on3? No on3 j34lous or pron3 to 4ng3r?

[4:14:43 PM]  MINDFANG: Sure, yeah, may8e his fans or something 8ut any of the ones who wrote him those rediculous letters have no access onto /this ship./

[4:16:39 PM]  DOLOROSA: -tokyo drift mom slips over to Handmaid's side- (Hi, Damara.)

[4:16:44 PM]  REDGLARE: Who would, th3n?  You h4v3 to sh4r3 4ssoc14t3s. N4m3 n4m3s.

[4:17:20 PM]  DOLOROSA: Is... every+hing alrigh+ over here?

[4:17:50 PM]  HANDMAID: -she looks over at  ymirra and continues her growling, although not directed at ymirra-

[4:17:57 PM]  REDGLARE: H3llo Ym1rr4.  -She doesn't break her gaze from Mindfang.-

[4:18:07 PM | Edited 4:18:16 PM]  HANDMAID: -tense as hell-

[4:18:18 PM]  MINDFANG: I told you I don't KNOW! -Now it is her turn to slam her hand on the table, only her robotic one might make a louder noise.-

[4:18:36 PM]  DOLOROSA: -frowntown-

[4:18:50 PM]  MINDFANG: If I did I wouldn't have come to ask you!

[4:19:30 PM]  HANDMAID: -stands up and growls at mindfang- stop!

[4:19:39 PM]  MINDFANG: I know he is friends with Darkleer, and vaguely interacts with her son, -Gestures at Dolorosa.-

[4:20:00 PM]  MINDFANG: And he- -Glares at Handmaid- Why don't you stop.

[4:20:18 PM]  DOLOROSA: Hey, now. Wha+ever's going on, I'm sure we can handle i+.

[4:20:37 PM]  HANDMAID: sound ugly. stop!

[4:20:44 PM]  REDGLARE: -She raises her hand in Damara's direction.- 1t's.  4lr1ght.

[4:21:01 PM]  MINDFANG: Just shut up for a moment will you. -She hisses and turns back to Redglare to finish what she was saying-

[4:21:01 PM]  REDGLARE: D4m4r4.

[4:21:19 PM]  MINDFANG: And I know that my kismesis h8s him, but he wouldn't have 8een the one to do this.

[4:22:24 PM]  REDGLARE: You'r3 sur3 of th4t? H3's th3 most l1k3ly of known subj3cts.  You 4r3n't m3r3ly prot3ct1ng h1m.

[4:22:35 PM]  HANDMAID: shut up! -and she sits back down, frustrated-

[4:22:49 PM]  DOLOROSA: -looks at Handmaid, too- I+'s okay. We can sor+ +his ou+ wi+hou+ ge++ing hea+ed. -looks pointedly at Redglare and Mindfang like chilly down you two-

[4:24:17 PM]  MINDFANG: -Ignores Rosa for the time being.- Trust me it wasn't him. Even if Dualscar has gone soft, this isn't the way he would have gone a8out it.

MINDFANG: If it was him, Rhodri would have 8een dead, or not discovered.

[4:25:11 PM]  MINDFANG: And do you really think I would 8e stupid enough to try and cover one significant quadrant for the suffering of another. -Well. It was grey area.-

[4:25:31 PM]  HANDMAID: -sighs heavily and looks up at ymirra- hate her. too loud.

[4:25:32 PM]  DOLOROSA: -HI TO YOU TOO. she settles down to sit next to Handmaid, sliding the tea her way with a smile-

[4:26:29 PM]  HANDMAID: -stares at the tea-

[4:27:39 PM]  REDGLARE: D3p3nds.  -She's going to question him anyways. Better safe than sorry.- W3r3 th3re 4ny s1gn1f1c4nt d3v3lopm3nts l4t3ly?  Som3th1ng h3 m1ght h4v3 m3nt1on3d to you, 3v3n 1n p4ss1ng.

[4:28:03 PM]  DOLOROSA: -eyebrows a little at Mindfang cuz she knows one very big reason that logic is flawed but- (She's upse+. Trolls can be difficul+ +ha+ way.)

[4:28:43 PM]  MINDFANG: -She huffs and folds her arms tightly, leaning back in her chair.- Yes. Actually. They started getting along 8etter.

[4:29:00 PM]  MINDFANG: -So she's been vaguely told-

[4:29:49 PM]  MINDFANG: -Glances over at Rosa and handmaid again when she hears whispering.-

[4:30:38 PM]  REDGLARE: H1m 4nd th3 k1sm3s1s?

[4:31:32 PM]  MINDFANG: -Turns back to Redglare- Yes.

[4:31:51 PM]  MINDFANG: They have started having more civil convers8tions over messenger.

[4:31:59 PM]  HANDMAID: -she understands, and nods- mad.

[4:32:40 PM]  REDGLARE: 1s th4t 4ll you know?  D1d 4nyth1ng prompt th3 ch4ng3 1n 4tt1tud3?

[4:34:25 PM]  MINDFANG: Me 8eing in prison it would seem.

[4:34:35 PM]  REDGLARE: 4h.

[4:36:32 PM]  MINDFANG: Dualscar informed me they spoke a8out a mutual su8ject, and it went 8etter then any of their past convers8tions.

[4:37:11 PM]  MINDFANG: . . . -She pauses to think again.- Will you 8e looking into their previous convers8tions 8ecause of this? Of what I have told you.

[4:38:05 PM]  REDGLARE: 1 don't s33 how th3y'r3 r3l4v3nt.  1f 1t b3com3s n3c3ss4ry, 1t m4y b3 cons1d3r3d.

[4:39:05 PM]  MINDFANG: Well, if you do. Don't take anything Duahne said seriously.

MINDFANG: He rarely means his threats.

[4:42:35 PM]  REDGLARE: 1 w1ll f4ctor th4t 1nto my 1nv3st1g4t1on.  -She adjusts her glasses.- 1 cons1d3r f1nd1ng th3 4ctu4l culpr1t to b3 of s1ngul4r 1mport4nc3.  S3cur1ty logs w1ll b3 consult3d for3most; oth3r l34ds cons1d3r3d 1f th3y prov1d3 no subst4nt14l 3v1d3nc3.

REDGLARE: You s41d you would not h4v3 com3 to m3 1f you'd known.  You would h4v3 t4k3n r3v3ng3, r1ght?

[4:46:06 PM]  MINDFANG: -The corner of her mouth twisted upwards into a smile and she let out a short "Hah."- As if I would risk my own freedom and possi8ly my life for something so trivial as physical revenge.

MINDFANG: I simply want to know what happened. Who did it. Why they did it. I would never risk acting against them, myself.

[4:46:33 PM]  REDGLARE: Sur3.

[4:46:50 PM]  REDGLARE: 1'll look 1nto 1t 4s soon 4s poss1bl3.

[4:48:27 PM]  MINDFANG: Thank you. -Finally looks over to Ymirra without a pissed off expression.- Nice to see you again.

[4:50:13 PM]  REDGLARE: 4nd you'll r3port to m3.  1f you f1nd out mor3.

[4:50:39 PM]  MINDFANG: Sure.

[4:59:15 PM]  DOLOROSA: -sips tea since Handmaid ain't touching it- I would ask how you're doing...

[4:59:44 PM]  MINDFANG: Just peachy keen.

[5:01:14 PM]  REDGLARE: -Heaves a sigh.- Sorry, Ym1rr4.  Th4t w4s rud3. -She leans over to look towards Damara and check on her.-

[5:04:36 PM]  DOLOROSA: No +rouble. I was +he one in+errup+ing.

[5:06:07 PM]  REDGLARE: -She clears her throat.- P3rsonn3l 1ssu3.  1s 4ll.  How 4r3 you?

[5:10:19 PM]  DOLOROSA: I'm fine.

DOLOROSA: Seems like qui+e a few of us have been ge++ing injured la+ely.

[5:10:46 PM]  MINDFANG: Seems like it, yes. -Starts eating some of her food finally.-

[5:11:49 PM]  REDGLARE: No s1gns of b31ng conn3ct3s, 4r3 th3r3?

[5:17:32 PM]  HANDMAID: -looks between all of them-

[5:22:26 PM]  UNCLE BRO: -Saunters in and fixes himself a latte-

[5:23:19 PM]  MINDFANG: -Spots the guy she shares a bathroom with out of the corner of her eye.-

[5:24:12 PM]  DOLOROSA: Unless +here's ano+her renegade robo+, probably no+.

[5:24:59 PM]  REDGLARE: ...

REDGLARE: -Quietly jots down: potential suspect, renegade robot.-

[5:25:56 PM]  UNCLE BRO: -He takes a seat with the group and  kicks his feet up, sipping his coffee-

UNCLE BRO: What up

[5:26:27 PM]  REDGLARE: 4tt3mpt3d murd3r.

[5:27:07 PM]  UNCLE BRO: Who got wrecked this time -Blows mindfang a kiss-

[5:27:18 PM]  MINDFANG: My m8sprit.

[5:27:41 PM]  UNCLE BRO: Oh

[5:28:01 PM]  MINDFANG: Oh indeed.

[5:28:12 PM]  MINDFANG: Don't worry, I wont hold it against you.

[5:28:36 PM]  UNCLE BRO: He gonna be alright

[5:29:16 PM]  MINDFANG: I'm sure of it. The 8lood was drained, and imedi8 damage repaired. He'll most likely make a full recovery.

[5:29:29 PM]  REDGLARE: 1'm go1ng to sp4r3 mys3lf th3 3ffort of 4sk1ng 1f you 3v3n know h1m.

[5:30:34 PM]  UNCLE BRO: Sounds good ive heard mostly good things about him

[5:30:53 PM]  REDGLARE: Most p3opl3 h4v3, 1t s33ms.

[5:31:00 PM]  UNCLE BRO: -You get an air smooch too Redglare-

[5:32:43 PM]  REDGLARE: -Excalibur faces.- 1 w4s t4lk1ng 4bout 4ss4ult 4nd b4tt3ry.  -OFFENDED BY THE ENTIRE BRUNCLE-

[5:34:05 PM]  UNCLE BRO: -LEANS ALL IN HER SPACE TO LOOK AT HER DATAPAD-

[5:34:25 PM]  UNCLE BRO: Got any suspects so far

[5:34:51 PM]  MINDFANG: -This guys clearly got no sense of personal space, and shes gotta share the bathroom with him.-

[5:35:01 PM]  REDGLARE: -She covers it with her hand.- 1 4m br34th1ng h3r3.

[5:38:12 PM]  UNCLE BRO: Yeah i know thats why people call me breathtaking -Did he see robot? Don't worry Arissa he has something planned for you. Hope you like the 90's and jpeg artifacts because guess what our bathroom theme is gonna be-

[5:38:17 PM]  HANDMAID: -does not like this intrusion of personal space and pushes uncle bro- no.

[5:38:50 PM]  UNCLE BRO: Woah hey my bad

[5:39:14 PM]  HANDMAID: bad. you.

[5:39:17 PM]  REDGLARE: Th4t's D4m4r4.  D4m4r4 you c4n tol3r4t3 h1m 1f you w1sh.

[5:40:08 PM]  UNCLE BRO: -Leans away because he remembers this girl-

UNCLE BRO: Damara you say

UNCLE BRO: Isnt the other one named damara

[5:40:35 PM]  UNCLE BRO: Anyway my pleasure and i promise i aint that bad

[5:40:56 PM]  HANDMAID: -looks him over-

[5:41:00 PM]  REDGLARE: D1ff3r3nt on3.  Don't know 1f th3y'v3 m3t.

[5:41:04 PM]  DOLOROSA: (Says you.)

[5:41:14 PM]  MINDFANG: -Scoffs a bit at Davenforth and puts her fork down.-

[5:42:02 PM]  MINDFANG: So, Dave isn't is? Have you figured out what we are to do with all that rotting plant material in our ablution trap?

[5:44:27 PM]  UNCLE BRO: Oh gotcha -Waggles eyebrows at Rosa. Hola boo-

UNCLE BRO: No clue i was thinking of keeping it there it can be like our bathroom buddy

[5:44:50 PM]  REDGLARE: Pl4nt m4t3r14l?

[5:44:53 PM]  MINDFANG: In my personal opinion we may 8e a8le to use it in some way.

[5:45:34 PM]  MINDFANG: A larger quantity of fermented ca88age. Left 8ehind 8y the former creatures that lived there.

[5:46:48 PM]  UNCLE BRO: Back on earth we call it sauerkraut

[5:48:19 PM]  MINDFANG: Sauerkraut?

[5:48:39 PM]  DOLOROSA: -SIPS TEA-

[5:48:51 PM]  DOLOROSA: Sauerkraut.

[5:49:30 PM]  UNCLE BRO: Hell yeah throw that shit on a hot dog

[5:51:43 PM]  DOLOROSA: I feel like I've heard +ha+ somewhere before.

[5:52:07 PM]  MINDFANG: Then perhaps you can take the li8erty of emptying it out. If you enjoy consuming it.

[5:52:37 PM]  UNCLE BRO: Nah it seems to bother you more

[5:53:20 PM]  MINDFANG: -Huffs.-

[5:55:44 PM]  UNCLE BRO: -Sips his coffee-

[6:07:30 PM]  DOLOROSA: I'm sure Kanaya can +ake care of i+.

[6:12:35 PM]  REDGLARE: Sounds.  Pl34s4nt. Should t4k3 4n 4blut1on 1n 1t.

[6:13:03 PM]  MINDFANG: If you would like to 8e the first, 8e my guest.

[6:13:18 PM]  REDGLARE: 1 h4v3 my own ch4mb3r.

[6:45:27 PM]  UNCLE BRO: Sounds like someones afraid of getting their hands a little dirty

UNCLE BRO: Its so much easier to pass it off to someone else huh

[6:46:28 PM]  HANDMAID: -looks at uncle bro- dirty.

[6:46:57 PM]  HANDMAID: suck bulge. ha ha. -hilarious-

[6:48:02 PM]  UNCLE BRO: Now you know what a good time is -Sips more coffee-

[6:50:54 PM]  REDGLARE: D4m4r4, don't 3ncour4g3 h1m.

[6:51:23 PM]  HANDMAID: -glances at redglare and then back to davenforth- bad time.

[6:52:32 PM]  REDGLARE: Prob4bly th3 worst

[6:52:46 PM]  HANDMAID: worst time.

[6:53:50 PM]  UNCLE BRO: On my worst behavior

[6:55:48 PM]  HANDMAID: oh.

[6:56:39 PM]  REDGLARE: 4ssum3 th4t 4s 4 rul3.

[6:57:29 PM]  UNCLE BRO: Cut me some slack chief

[6:57:40 PM]  REDGLARE: Why?

[7:04:11 PM]  UNCLE BRO: Because damara should be allowed to formulate her own opinion of me without your crimson tint

[7:04:52 PM]  HANDMAID: -points at his shades- why?

[7:04:57 PM]  HANDMAID: stupid. inside.

[7:06:20 PM]  UNCLE BRO: No its awesome

[7:07:25 PM]  HANDMAID: -gives him an incredulous look.- what.

[7:07:29 PM]  MINDFANG: Its also a bit impractical.

[7:08:21 PM]  UNCLE BRO: Looks totally bitchin

[7:08:23 PM]  REDGLARE: 1 4m noth1ng 1f not f41r.

[7:08:51 PM]  UNCLE BRO: Youre fair in your own warped sense of the word

[7:08:51 PM]  HANDMAID: bitchin?

[7:09:05 PM]  REDGLARE: Sh3's do1ng just f1n3 on h3r own.

[7:09:19 PM]  UNCLE BRO: Yep bitchin that means really cool

[7:09:41 PM]  HANDMAID: bitchin.

[7:10:00 PM]  UNCLE BRO: Hell yeah

[7:11:34 PM]  HANDMAID: no bitchin. -grins in bruncle's direction because HILARIOUS-

[7:12:01 PM]  UNCLE BRO: Heh -Grins back-

[7:12:20 PM]  UNCLE BRO: Looks like i gotta step it up

[7:12:46 PM]  HANDMAID: -she nods in affirmation.- yes.

[7:13:18 PM]  UNCLE BRO: -Snorts- Youre a tough critic you know that

[7:13:49 PM]  HANDMAID: -stares at him-

[7:14:55 PM]  UNCLE BRO: -Nothing but dark polarized glass looks back-

[7:18:35 PM]  HANDMAID: hello.

[7:33:30 PM]  REDGLARE: >:o

[7:33:43 PM]  REDGLARE: -she's sure not gonna step in-

[8:17:39 PM]  UNCLE BRO: Whats up

[8:18:25 PM]  HANDMAID: no. say hello. -her eyebrows furrow-

[9:02:55 PM]  UNCLE BRO: Hello

[9:03:34 PM]  HANDMAID: good. right.

[9:45:23 PM]  UNCLE BRO: Youre good

[9:47:34 PM]  HANDMAID: -she seems surprised- good?

[9:48:01 PM]  REDGLARE: -QUIETLY OBSERVING AND EVALUATING-

[10:39:12 PM]  UNCLE BRO: Yeah youre doin good

[10:48:48 PM]  HANDMAID: -SURPRISING FOR SURE- good thing. -glances at redglare- thank you?

[10:50:22 PM]  UNCLE BRO: Youre welcome keep it up damara

[10:50:49 PM]  HANDMAID: -looks at bro.- you. not bad.

[10:53:42 PM]  UNCLE BRO: Oh -He looks kind of shocked actually-

UNCLE BRO: Thank you

[10:54:04 PM]  REDGLARE: -She's just as shocked.- W3ll. Suppos3 you got lucky.

[10:54:09 PM]  HANDMAID: you welcome.

[11:31:57 PM]  UNCLE BRO: Would you like some more food -Hush Redglare, he's been blessed on this day-

[11:32:19 PM]  HANDMAID: -squints a little-

[11:32:22 PM]  DOLOROSA: -in the bg like 8)-

[11:32:22 PM]  HANDMAID: yes.

[11:32:51 PM]  DOLOROSA: I+'s cer+ainly nice +o see you bo+h ge++ing along wi+h someone (for once).

[11:33:18 PM]  HANDMAID: LIKE redglare.

[11:33:32 PM]  UNCLE BRO: I get along with people just fine

[11:33:44 PM]  REDGLARE: 1 don't count.

[11:33:51 PM]  REDGLARE: 1'm 34sy to g3t 4long w1th.

[11:33:54 PM]  DOLOROSA: Mmmmm.

[11:33:55 PM]  HANDMAID: whaaat?

[11:34:18 PM]  UNCLE BRO: Yeah chief youre so easy to get along with

[11:34:36 PM]  REDGLARE: Th4t w4s not 4ddr3ss3d to you.

[11:36:54 PM]  UNCLE BRO: I was just cosigning

UNCLE BRO: You wanna come with me to show me what you want damara -He moves to stand up-

[11:38:40 PM]  HANDMAID: yes. -she looks at redglare, almost for approval-

[11:38:58 PM]  REDGLARE: Go 4h34d.  H3 won't po1son you.

[11:39:57 PM]  DOLOROSA: No. He'll jus+ make bad jokes in your direc+ion.

[11:40:05 PM]  DOLOROSA: Good luck.

[11:40:15 PM]  REDGLARE: Th4t's not tox1c.

[11:40:17 PM]  HANDMAID: -she stands up to go with him, then- yes.

[11:40:20 PM]  UNCLE BRO: Bad jokes are gonna save your life one day mirra

[11:40:20 PM]  REDGLARE: ...For th3 most p4rt.

[11:40:51 PM]  DOLOROSA: -snrk-

[11:41:08 PM]  DOLOROSA: I'm coun+ing on you, +hen.

[11:41:32 PM]  HANDMAID: -heads on over to the food-

[11:43:26 PM]  UNCLE BRO: -He heads on over too, grabbing a plate to heap food on for Handmaid.-

UNCLE BRO: What do you like

[11:44:18 PM]  HANDMAID: -she pauses and points at stuff because she has no idea what it's called-

[11:46:14 PM]  DOLOROSA: ... Well, +ha+'s cu+e.

[11:46:27 PM]  DOLOROSA: -looks @ redglare-

[11:46:40 PM]  UNCLE BRO: -He takes it upon himself to tell her what the things are that she points to-

[11:47:09 PM]  HANDMAID: -she's learning more today! and she repeats the names that he says after he says them-

[11:47:33 PM]  REDGLARE: 1t. 1s. -She folds her arms.-  1t's good.  Sh3 n33ds fr13nds.  H3's not compl3t3ly d3plor4bl3.

[11:47:57 PM]  DOLOROSA: -snrk- High praise.

[11:48:53 PM]  REDGLARE: Y3s, 1 know.

[11:49:42 PM]  DOLOROSA: I don'+ +hink I've ever seen her do so well, +hough. I+'s nice.

[11:49:54 PM]  REDGLARE: ...Sh3's b33n 1mprov1ng.

[11:50:05 PM]  DOLOROSA: A li++le more every day, i+ seems.

[11:50:22 PM]  DOLOROSA: You've been good for her, +oo.

[11:50:55 PM]  REDGLARE: -And with that she sort of looks away.  DIRECT PRAISE? NO SHE'S NOT ACCEPTING THAT.-  W3ll.  Sh3 l34rn3d onc3.

[11:53:05 PM]  UNCLE BRO: -He feels good right now. He feels good doing a good for this person that's...been through a lot it seems. But it was mostly nice to just kinda...be...Damara's gonna get some chocolate cake too- And this is chocolate cake

UNCLE BRO: Its

UNCLE BRO: Bitchin

[11:53:26 PM]  REDGLARE: -STFU YOU'RE NOT SUPPOSED TO BE CUTE-

[11:53:32 PM | Edited 11:53:42 PM] HANDMAID: bitchin chocolate cake.

[11:53:44 PM]  REDGLARE: -she is having many mixed feelings-

[11:53:45 PM]  HANDMAID: yes. good.

[11:55:23 PM]  UNCLE BRO: Alright is that all

UNCLE BRO: You ready to eat

[11:55:31 PM]  DOLOROSA: -it's just hard not to spy and smile, stfu redglare ACCEPT MY LOVE. with that she peers at ms. officer again, leaning toward her a little- We should visi+ again some+ime, +oo. I wan+ +o make sure you're no+ overworking yourself.

[11:55:39 PM]  HANDMAID: yes.

[11:56:30 PM]  REDGLARE: 1 h4v3 4 r1ght.  Som3on3 w4s 4tt4ck3d r3c3ntly.

[11:57:10 PM]  DOLOROSA: So I heard.

[11:57:19 PM]  DOLOROSA: S+ill, +hough.

[11:57:23 PM]  UNCLE BRO: Alright lets go -Heads back to the table-

[11:57:28 PM]  REDGLARE: 1 wouldn't m1nd t4k1ng 4 f3w m1nut3s.

[11:58:30 PM]  HANDMAID: -walks right back, watching the food the entire time-

[11:59:11 PM]  DOLOROSA: -leans back and shakes her head- A+ leas+ a few is all I ask.

[12:00:27 AM]  UNCLE BRO: -Sets the food on the table and goes right back to lounging- Whatd i miss ladies

[12:01:06 AM]  HANDMAID: -she sits right back down and starts to EAT-

[12:01:07 AM]  DOLOROSA: Well, we were +alking abou+ you, na+urally.

[12:01:25 AM]  UNCLE BRO: Youd think id be used to it by this point

[12:01:31 AM]  REDGLARE: >:I

[12:02:27 AM]  DOLOROSA: Hones+ly.

[12:02:41 AM]  UNCLE BRO: -COCKY COFFEE SLURP AT REDGLARE-

[12:03:06 AM]  REDGLARE: -SHE'S NOT GOING TO SLAP IT OUT OF HIS HANDS BUT SHE'S GOING TO THINK ABOUT IT AND FIND GREAT SATISFACTION IN THAT THOUGHT.-

[12:03:58 AM]  DOLOROSA: -pls, looks at Handmaid- How's +he cake?

[12:04:25 AM]  HANDMAID: -she's eaten half of it already- yes.

[12:04:36 AM]  HANDMAID: much yes.

[12:04:41 AM]  UNCLE BRO: -Wow Talula look at how delicious this coffee is-

[12:05:08 AM]  DOLOROSA: Ahaha, I see +ha+.

[12:05:19 AM]  REDGLARE: Sh3's m4k1ng up for lost t1m3.

[12:05:22 AM]  DOLOROSA: Maybe I should ge+ some.

[12:05:56 AM]  HANDMAID: yes. try.

[12:06:38 AM]  DOLOROSA: Too bad I don'+ have my own handsome escor+.

[12:06:55 AM]  UNCLE BRO: -Glasses gleam-

[12:07:06 AM]  DOLOROSA: -stands and shuffles toward the food-

[12:07:15 AM]  HANDMAID: handsome?

[12:07:46 AM]  REDGLARE: Why don't you just r3l4x.  -She slips out of her seat to FOLLOW HER because she saw that gleam dave.  she SAW it.-

[12:08:57 AM]  DOLOROSA: -o hi redglare- Oh. I guess I have +o +ake +ha+ back.

[12:09:15 AM]  REDGLARE: Consol4t1on.  Wh4t do you 34t?

[12:09:38 AM]  UNCLE BRO: Uh

UNCLE BRO: Yeah handsome

UNCLE BRO: Thats uh good looking

[12:10:21 AM]  HANDMAID: pretty?

[12:10:33 AM]  DOLOROSA: Cake, +oday.

[12:10:48 AM]  UNCLE BRO: Yeah except for a guy

[12:11:25 AM]  HANDMAID: stupid. like pretty better.

[12:12:56 AM]  REDGLARE: C4k3.  1 c4n 4ppr3c14t3 th4t on occ4s1on.  -She cuts off a segment.  It's... cake. It looks pretty good.  She looks down at the plate, not making any motion to give it over to Ymirra.-

[12:13:06 AM]  UNCLE BRO: Yeah well i cant argue with that

[12:13:45 AM]  HANDMAID: you pretty?

[12:14:09 AM]  UNCLE BRO: I dont know am i

[12:14:18 AM]  UNCLE BRO: Youre pretty

[12:15:16 AM]  HANDMAID: yes. you pretty.

HANDMAID: -and then she touches her face.- what?

[12:15:33 AM]  DOLOROSA: ... Redglare?

[12:15:53 AM]  UNCLE BRO: Yep youre pretty

UNCLE BRO: I dont make the rules i just enforce them and youre pretty

[12:17:25 AM]  HANDMAID: oh. -surprise-

[12:17:41 AM]  REDGLARE: ...Oh.  Y34h. H4ndsom3.

[12:18:00 AM]  REDGLARE: -She closes her eyes and holds the plate towards her, looking away as though she's trying to saw off her own ankle.-

[12:20:14 AM]  DOLOROSA: -blinks a few times and reaches for the plate, then sets it down- Talula.

[12:20:49 AM]  REDGLARE: T4k3 1t f4r 4w4y from m3.

[12:21:21 AM]  DOLOROSA: This is abou+ +he cake?

[12:21:58 AM]  REDGLARE: Y3S.

[12:23:03 AM]  DOLOROSA: Oh.

[12:23:16 AM]  DOLOROSA: ... Wha+?

[12:23:31 AM]  REDGLARE: ...

[12:23:46 AM]  UNCLE BRO: Yep

[12:23:48 AM]  REDGLARE: Don't qu3st1on 1t.  Th1s 1s your c4k3.  -why did she put hereself near pastries-

[12:24:49 AM]  DOLOROSA: Alrigh+. I won'+ ask about cake anymore.

[12:24:54 AM]  DOLOROSA: -fuckin PLS-

[12:25:04 AM]  DOLOROSA: -takes the cake....-

[12:25:09 AM]  DOLOROSA: -back to the table-

[12:25:41 AM]  REDGLARE: -She... she's going to have to steal it from her.  When she's not looking.-

[12:25:44 AM]  REDGLARE: -yes.-

[12:26:32 AM]  UNCLE BRO: -Hey there's a hotcake over here for ya-

[12:27:20 AM]  DOLOROSA: -no-

[12:28:16 AM]  HANDMAID: -she's had her social fill for the day and just gets up and walks back to the room-

[12:28:29 AM]  UNCLE BRO: Seeya damara

[12:28:36 AM]  HANDMAID: goodbye.

[12:28:48 AM]  DOLOROSA: -WAVES, THATS MY CINNAMON BUN RIGTH THERE!!!-

[12:29:06 AM]  REDGLARE: -:OOOOOO GOOD BYE DAMARA-

[12:32:51 AM]  UNCLE BRO: Well now i gotta get me some cake -He gets up to go get some cake too and it's a HUGE slice-

[12:33:10 AM]  DOLOROSA: -i take the cake............ and EAT IT-

[12:41:10 AM]  REDGLARE: -jfc.- 1'm go1ng to go follow D4m4r4.  -SHE IS HURRIEDLY AWAY.-

[12:41:40 AM]  DOLOROSA: ... I don'+ unders+and.

[12:41:51 AM]  UNCLE BRO: Yeah me neither

[12:42:05 AM]  UNCLE BRO: Sometimes my beauty is just too overwhelming though

[12:42:13 AM]  DOLOROSA: -ROLLS EYES but smiles-

[12:42:14 AM]  UNCLE BRO: You should know

[12:42:36 AM]  DOLOROSA: Yes. Your looks send women miles away.

[12:42:44 AM]  DOLOROSA: Qui+e an accomplishmen+.

[12:43:18 AM]  UNCLE BRO: I know you meant that as an insult but you know how gorgeous this face is dont lie

[12:48:22 AM]  DOLOROSA: -chinhands- Well, along wi+h woman, I happen +o fall under +he ravenous blood-sucking day crea+ure ca+egory.

DOLOROSA: Take +ha+ how you will.

[12:50:53 AM]  UNCLE BRO: I get it you like to suck theres no need to advertise this every time we meet mirra

[12:53:21 AM]  DOLOROSA: -gdi- Well, I'd be more surprised if you had forgo++en.

[gardylootheroid-blog]

GRANDPA: *Deep in the ship there's an open panel with a lot of elecrical bits pulled out of it, making a pile on the floor. Someone in that little panel, messing with things and occasionally dropping out more bits of wire or metal boxes*

GRANDPA: *He's mumbling to himself while doing so, making this pile certainly be a thing that's blocking the path*

MINDFANG: *She was on her rounds, as her new position on the ship dictated. What a boring occupation indeed. Once a Captain, now basically a lowly deck hand. Fuck this. Arrisa' brooding was haulted though, since see was distracted by that decently large pile of electrical bits that was in the middled of the halls. Mindfang paused her strides, frowning deeply at this mess before turning to the open panel and

MINDFANG: it's occupent.*

MINDFANG: Excuse me. *She huffed a little bit.*

MINDFANG: I'm going to have to inquire as to what you are actually doing in dismanteling this particular part of the ship in such a spread out maner.

GRANDPA: *the voice made him hit his head and while he was wearing a hat a hand rubbed at it anyhow, emerge the tall, dark, silver man gazing back into his hole* Oh, i'm reorganizing!

GRANDPA: You see this circuitry can be completely with only one-fourth of the parts and i could make the space be of better use for us all!

GRANDPA: What i planned on doing was creating a bunker of sorts, fortified in which we could keep to in emergencies and what, what. *finally turns to her and blinks.*

MINDFANG: *She is not amused. Arrisa didn't like the idea of this old man taking out bits and pieces of the ship she was standing on.* And what exactly makes you so qualified to say which parts can 8e removed, and which parts may remain? What use is a 8unker if the entire hull cracks apart or goes up in flames. *She folded one metal arm over her other, crossing them at her midsection, and adjusted her weigh

MINDFANG: t to one leg so that her hip slight jutted out more then the other. Quite the sassy pose indeed.*

GRANDPA: *Oh.... that. She is certainly the fox. Tugs collar* Er, oh right of course where are my manners?

GRANDPA: *wipes his hands on a handkercheif and extends one* Jamison h. harley, at your service.

GRANDPA: *If she's ever heard f the billionaire, inventor, explorer, scientist, skaia founder that had got assassinated years ago*

MINDFANG: *She certainly has, and her eyebrows shoot up a bit. Yes even the one under the eye patch.* Arrisa Serket, *She reaches out to shake his now clean hand, but it is clear she is still a bit sketpical if he is telling the truth or not.* You'll have to excuse my 8luntness, 8ut aren't you widly proclaimed dead?

GRANDPA: Haw! They couldn't assassinate a sitting duck, my dear! I'm not so easy to gun down, it's quite the tale of daring escapes and various bunkers and lairs made along the way!

MINDFANG: *This man is now suddenly VERY interesting to her, and all at once Mindfang's early grumpy demeanor is gone, and instead she is just very amused.* Is this to be your next lair then? *She smirked a bit and pointed a robotic finger towards the loose paneling.*

GRANDPA: *Look at that machienary, he stares at it, then back to her eyepatch. Shes got some rather attractive battle scars, that's his kinda lady but he just chuckles, maybe for too long and flaps his hand* Not quite! You see I thought this would be a good place to keep and secure a good few of us that cannot fight.

GRANDPA: The fortification would need more time but it's certainly doable.

GRANDPA: *electric walls, spikes, all the goodies*

MINDFANG: *And you are her kind of wealthy VIP. But sorry, she's taken old chap. Arrisa steps past him and bends down a bit to get a look at the inside of the paneling.* Don't you think a 8etter tactic would 8e to thuroughly train those who aren't acustomed to hand to hand 8attle? Or are you reffering to the patients in the infirmary.

GRANDPA: I should so hope that all uninjured individuals would be in the battle! *He's hollowed it out really well and is re-routing the circuits, lets her get a good gander* This would be be an ideal entrance for those who happened to get deathly wounded around this area, and to protect themselves...

GRANDPA: *reaches in, press press, connects two wires and SUDDENLY ELECTROBARS*

GRANDPA: Unless the baddies were shock proof i doubt they would be so tempted as to follow!

GRANDPA: *press press, moves wires*

MINDFANG: *DANG ELECTROBARS. Okay thats kind of impressive.* Alright, 8ut what if they just tried to rip off more paneling in order to trap you on either side? Would there 8e enough for weapon storage?

GRANDPA: Ah-ha that is the million dollar question! If they use brute force to get within the tunnels then they'll be met with a searing shock.... er, eventually.

GRANDPA: That's another part i'm working on.

GRANDPA: However weapons storage is a grand idea.

MINDFANG: Always having a 8ack up plan tends to 8e a gr8 idea. It hasn't failed me yet. *Except her arm but SHHH.*

GRANDPA: I couldn't agree more, and you certainly look like a woman who knows her stuff!

MINDFANG: I'd like to think that my past experiences have given me enough knowlege on such a topic to 8e credi8le. *She grinned. Is it possible to still look smug while doing so? Its mindfang so of course it is.* I used to 8e quite the adventurer myself.

GRANDPA: You don't say!! I'd love to hear a bit of your tales ms. arrisa!

MINDFANG: Hmn. How a8out this, *She steps away from the paneling again, taking care to not step on any of the bits and pieces in the hall.* You tell me just how you managed to escape your attempted murders, and I will return the favor with one of my own stories of my exciting life as a Gam8linaught.

GRANDPA: Sounds like a fair deal! I do look forward to out story exchange. *Because he can't leave all these peices out and about and leave this DANGEROUS PANEL wide open*

MINDFANG: As do I. *YES PUTTING THE SHIP PIECES AWAY AND NOT ON THE FLOOR is a good idea.* Feel free to just look up my messenger handle anytime.

GRANDPA: *tips his hand* Same to you ms. arrisa. Seek the gardyloo when you need assistance be it mechnical or otherwise! *he is quite the handy man*

MINDFANG: *Gardyloo, good lord. She surpresses her laughter and nods her head.* I will 8e certain to do that. For now though I've pro8a8ly spent enough of my patrol hours standing around, no matter how enjoya8le its 8een. *She starts stepping over machinery again to get past.* Farewell, Jamison.