#amorecimmerian

[taskforcetumut]

ATRIUM SECURITY RECORDING 0296

[1:49:56 PM]  DIRK: -he's here in the cafeteria. Eating a shit ton of nachos-

[1:58:17 PM]  RUFIOH: -konnichiwa dirk-kun, Rufioh is sauntering into the atrium.-

[2:03:12 PM]  DIRK: -LOOKS and waves at him-

[2:13:11 PM]  RUFIOH: -comes over with an apple in hand- sup, man.

RUFIOH: 1s that a sh*t ton of nachos? -drops down at a seat- d*mn... a1n't seen a mounta1n l1ke that s1nce my tr1be days.

RUFIOH: -apple bite-

[2:15:03 PM]  DIRK: Yes. Exactly one shit ton of nachos.

DIRK: -crunch- Tribe days?

[2:18:38 PM]  RUFIOH: yeah... haven't 1 talked about 1t before?

RUFIOH: spent my secondary pupat1on sweeps runn1ng w1th a gang of lost trolls, yo... the lost weebs.

RUFIOH: bunch of tree-dwell1ng rogues back on beforus. sh*t was pretty t1ght.

[2:33:21 PM]  DIRK: Hmm. I'm sure I would've remembered that.

DIRK: Sounds like my kind of crew.

[2:35:05 PM]  RUFIOH: yeah... a1n't no laws around except putt1ng your doggs and dolls from the tr1be f1rst.

RUFIOH: haha, 1t's k1nda funny... remember1ng be1ng leader and all. -muses-

RUFIOH: d*mn, that was a long t1me ago.

[4:19:20 PM]  DAVE: -here he comes with karl close behind. Very close behind. Pretty much almost tripping him every few seconds- karl heel

KARL: -pants-

[4:20:24 PM]  DIRK: -oh shit it's Karl. He's gotta hide his hands.-

[4:22:06 PM]  RUFIOH: hey, dave... how's 1t k1ck1n'? -dang, double striders...-

[4:24:10 PM]  DAVE: oh you know

DAVE: kickin like dove joinin a pro soccer team

KARL: -she sees u dirk. She's coming for your hands-

[4:27:25 PM | Edited 4:27:32 PM]  DIRK: -hides hands in jacket pockets-

[4:32:24 PM]  KARL: -sniffs him-

[4:33:35 PM]  DIRK: No hands here.

[4:34:07 PM]  KARL: -sits at his feet and her tongue hangs out the side of her mouth-

[5:10:44 PM]  MEULIN: -lo and behold a wild cat troll has arrived!  well only slightly wild.  she fairly domesticated most the time.  She has been wandering around the ship and decided to check out the cafeteria for people to talk to-

[5:18:25 PM]  KARL: -ears perk at new arrival-

[5:24:21 PM]  RUFIOH: yeah that's pretty... pretty...

RUFIOH: ACHOO!!

RUFIOH: -suddenly sneezes-

[5:24:49 PM]  RUFIOH: -no... keep the wild cat trolls away. He's still RECOVERING.-

[5:33:42 PM]  DAVE: pretty sneezy huh

[5:34:22 PM]  RUFIOH: 1 was try1ng to say swag.

[5:49:09 PM]  DAVE: motherfuckin sneezy up in here

[5:49:50 PM]  RUFIOH: that's what happens... when your allerg1es up and k1ck 1n, bro.

RUFIOH: ch1ll. -SNIFF-

[5:51:25 PM]  DAVE: aw shit up and comin rap legend lil sneezy

[5:55:18 PM]  RUFIOH: -squints at Dave before shrugging- yeah... sure?

[6:00:36 PM]  DAVE: that or sir snotsalot

DAVE: baby got nose

[6:01:00 PM]  RUFIOH: -apple bite-

[6:12:45 PM]  MEULIN: OH!!!!!!!!!! BLESS MEW!!!!!!!!! -walkin on over cause she has no idea about the allergies-

[6:15:47 PM]  RUFIOH: -his nose feels awfully ticklish and now he knows why. Just kinda side-eyes Meulin.- thanks, doll.

RUFIOH: long t1me no see, huh? -brings his hand up to his nose with a frown-

[6:27:14 PM]  KARL: -CAT!!!!!!!!!-

[6:27:48 PM]  RUFIOH: sup, karl.

[6:28:49 PM]  KARL: -runs to rufioh and licks his hands-

[6:29:28 PM]  RUFIOH: -awww yeeeeh, rubs her ears, communing to her what a good girl she is- }B)

[6:30:01 PM]  KARL: -barks happily yes please continue-

[6:30:23 PM]  KARL: -I am such a good girl-

[6:30:39 PM]  RUFIOH: -you like cats, Karl?? Cat???????-

[6:30:57 PM]  KARL: -I LOVE CATS-

[6:31:44 PM]  RUFIOH: -you should bark really loud at a cat to tell em how much you like them-

[6:32:39 PM]  KARL: BARK BARK! -I LOVE YOU CAT-

[6:33:27 PM]  DAVE: jesus girl what is wrong with you

[6:34:43 PM]  RUFIOH: -rubs her ears- she smells a cat.

[6:35:43 PM]  DAVE: who meulin

DAVE: karl you know shes not an actual cat right

KARL: -I LOVE CATS AND I LOVE YOU RUFIOH-

[6:36:20 PM]  RUFIOH: -you love dave right, Karl? Jump on him and give him a hug, Karl. Do it girl.-

[6:37:58 PM]  KARL; -I LOVE DAVE DAVES MY FAVORITE DAVE DAVE DAVE DAVE AND KARL-

KARL: -jumps up on Dave all hug style-

DAVE: whoa holy shit

DAVE: -catches her- karl no karl off

KARL: -jumps down :(-

[6:39:06 PM]  RUFIOH: lol. savage... -starts eating through apple core-

[6:39:19 PM]  RUFIOH: -youre still a good girl, Karl. No worries.-

[6:42:17 PM]  MEULIN: YEAH IT HAS BEEN A FURRY LONG TIME!!!!!!!!

MEULIN: -giggling at karl though- PAWWW WHAT A CUTE DOG!!!!!!!!!!!

[6:42:54 PM | Edited 6:43:07 PM]  RUFIOH: ... -hey karl.-

RUFIOH: -cat, cat get the cat-

RUFIOH: -chews apple-

[6:46:14 PM]  KARL: -GOOD IDEA-

KARL: -charges meulin-

[6:48:01 PM]  RUFIOH: - }B) -

[8:08:04 PM]  MEULIN: AHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! -tries to run from charging dog-

[8:08:25 PM]  RUFIOH: omg. there she goes.

[8:08:51 PM]  KARL: -THAT JUST MEANS I CHASE YOU MORE.-

KARL: -she barks bark bark barks and runs after her-

[8:13:41 PM]  RUFIOH: -srrrrrrrrrrrrking- d*mn, how's that even happen1ng?

[8:36:21 PM] Kirby: MEULIN: 33333333333333333333!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! -JUMPS up on a table-

[8:37:09 PM] alicia: KARL: -jumps on the table also-

DAVE: karl down holy fuck

[8:45:57 PM] Kirby: MEULIN: -knocked the fuck off the table_

[8:48:24 PM] Revolver Brahcelot: DIRK: -i just remembered he's here. Flash steps for a SWEET CAT CATCH. Hey, his reflexes are finally getting sharp again! Even he's surprised-

[8:48:45 PM] vannylociraptor: RUFIOH: -lame...-

[8:49:32 PM] alicia: DAVE: -well shit dirk-

KARL: -jumps off obediently but also sadly and sits-

[8:50:49 PM] Revolver Brahcelot: DIRK: -cue the anime sparkles and cherry blossom petals-

[8:53:38 PM] vannylociraptor: RUFIOH: -HE'S BLINDED BY THE SHEER LEVELS OF SUGOITUDE-

[9:21:01 PM] Kirby: MEULIN: -MY HERO! uGu sprakles-

[9:22:47 PM] Kirby: MEULIN: HOLY FURICK THAT WAS KINDA SCARY!!!!!!!!!!! THANKS FUR THE CATCH DIRK!!!!!!!!!

[9:23:32 PM] vannylociraptor: RUFIOH: -cleaning off his hands like nothing happened-

[9:24:18 PM] Kirby: MEULIN: -sideeyes, you totally had something to do with that-

[9:25:04 PM] Revolver Brahcelot: DIRK: No problemo. -helps her to her feet-

[9:25:41 PM] Kirby: MEULIN: -dusts skirt off, even though it doesn't really need it- STILL A CUTE DOG!!!!!!!! H33H33!!!!!!!!!!!

[taskforcetumut]

ATRIUM SECURITY RECORDING 0273

[12:16:30 PM]  ROSE: -It's been a long time.  She is slowly shuffling her way into the cafeteria- she looks a bit better, some color back in her cheeks, though she still appears gaunt, and hasn't bothered with any of her usual makeup, no more than some balm for her cracked lips.  To be honest, she's not quite ready to declare herself back to work, quietly hoping no one comes to her as she gingerly puts together a plate of food.  Easy to digest stuff, so she doesn't make herself sick.  She feels a bit like a walking skeleton, and her stomach hurts with hunger as she grabs a bottle of water and takes a seat.-

[2:11:25 PM]  FEFERI: -it really HAD been a long time, way too long and Feferi was fed up with being stuck in the bridge. It's her lunch break and she had an excuse! Bounding into the atrium, she looks around for some familiar face.-

FEFERI: ROS----------------------E!!!! -practically shrieks from across the room-

[2:13:57 PM]  ROSE: -WOW THAT IS NOISE-

ROSE: I'm amazed you recognized me.

[2:17:32 PM]  FEFERI: I DO recognize you!!!! 38D -here she comes, RUNNING. If Rose had been standing, it would have almost been guaranteed that she'd have been tackled to the ground in a hug. But instead, Feferi skitters to the table and gathers Rose up in a spine-crushing hug regardless.-

FEFERI: You're SAF-----------------E!!! O)( my cod! -SQUEEEEEEZE-

[2:18:59 PM]  ROSE: HNGH.

ROSE: -PLEASE BE GENTLE.-

ROSE: -DELICATE-

ROSE: Hhhey.

ROSE: You.

ROSE: Certainly have not changed.

ROSE: -Her legs wiggle a little as she is LIFTED-

[2:20:59 PM]  FEFERI: You're like a paper weig)(t! -snuggles her more before setting her down. She glances down at the water bottle.- I reely )(ope t)(at's not ALL you're eating today.

FEFERI: Maybe I can get you somefin??

[2:22:34 PM]  ROSE: I don't know, exactly.  Maybe? -She pokes a YOGURT CUP with her finger when she's finally put back down.

ROSE: I am acclimating.

ROSE: I happened to get used to bread crusts and water for the better part of a month, you know.

[2:29:13 PM]  FEFERI: I can totally believe t)(at. Trust Rose to put a positive spin on t)(e terribubble t)(ings t)(at )(appen sometimes in life! -well now that food has been mentioned, she's glancing towards the way of the kitchen. It sure smelled good today!-

FEFERI: W)(ale even if YOU'R---E not going to eat more, I will! S)(rimp c)(owder sounds great rig)(t now!

FEFERI: I'll B-E RIG)(T BACK. -lass scampers for the kitchens-

[2:29:55 PM]  ROSE: ...Who the hell cooks shrimp chowder around here?

ROSE: Perhaps that portal lead to some kind of alternate dimension.

[2:31:06 PM]  FEFERI: -comes back with a big steaming bowl of it- )(aven't you met Jo)(n's dad?

[2:32:36 PM]  FEFERI: )(e can cook pretty muc)( anyt)(ing you ask for! )(e's kind of JAWSOM-E.

FEFERI: And awesome too. -scoots into the chair right next to her-

[2:33:58 PM]  ROSE: Oh. I probably should.

ROSE: At some point.

ROSE: He was there, I'm pretty sure.

ROSE: -SHE REMEMBERS SOMEONE EMBARRASSING JOHN, DIMLY.  But that was after she sorta fell into a daze.-

ROSE: I do appreciate the opportunity to make new acquaintances looking at arguably my worst.

[2:34:06 PM]  ROSE: -eats some of that yogurt-

[2:34:24 PM]  MEULIN: -weakly drags herself in to the cafeteria. she cant remember the last time she ate. she stares at all the food unsure what to grab first-

[2:37:30 PM]  FEFERI: -chomps through her shrimp chowder, regardless of how hot it still was. It's kind of terrifying.- )(e's pretty GR----EAT at embarrassing Jo)(n. I've seen it in action! -well kinda. Let's just ignore the fact she hasn't spoken to him in a while.-

[2:38:45 PM]  JAKE: -BURSTS from the kitchen doors, his arms full of brisket trays.- Meulin! Is that really you???

[2:39:31 PM]  ROSE: -She draws in a breath, offering a faint wave towards Meulin.-  

ROSE: I'm glad things haven't completely fallen apart without me.

ROSE: -she's not sure if feferi is as hungry as she is or if that's just how she normally eats-

[2:40:29 PM]  FEFERI: -it's totally how she normally eats. She does scoff at that last part.- You )(ave no idea.

[2:41:07 PM]  FEFERI: But w)(atever! Let's not focus on t)(at!

FEFERI: Do you want to know w)(ere we're going?

[2:42:01 PM]  MEULIN: -STARES at jake and the brisket like 'where have you been all my life'  she manages to wave back to rose before scooting over towards jake and the drool worthy brisket- MOG JAKE!!!!!!!!!!!! ....THAT LOOKS SO TASTY....!!!!!!!!!!!

[2:42:06 PM]  ROSE: ...Sure.

ROSE: It's better than where we've been.

[2:45:02 PM]  JAKE: -feels like he's suddenly the most eligible bachelor in all of the UU with his brisket trays. He leaps to set it on the counter, beaming brightly.- Youre damn right it looks tasty! Weve been slow cooking this bad boy for several generous hours!

JAKE: As its a celebratory occasion and all...

JAKE: Feel free to help yourself madam! -offers a plate to her with a big toothy smile-

[2:45:50 PM]  FEFERI: It's a nondescript IC----E PLAN-ET. 38)

FEFERI: We don't even know t)(e name of it! T)(at's )(ow low tide it is.

[2:46:47 PM]  ROSE: -She takes a sip from her water.-

ROSE: ...Are we hiding out again?

ROSE: There is bound to be some heat after...

ROSE: After they discover they lost an entire ship with no fight whatsoever.

[2:47:53 PM]  FEFERI: It looks like it! -satisfied soup slurping.- T)(at's w)(at t)(ey glubbing G-ET.

[2:48:34 PM]  ROSE: ...Yes.

ROSE: Um.

ROSE: How did he...

ROSE: How?

ROSE: -it's kind of a blur but she remembers a flash of light and then bOOM.-

[2:51:16 PM]  MEULIN: MOG.....YOURE THE BEST!!!!!!!! -she grabs the plates and pretty much shovels a huge amount of brisket on to the plate, as well as a big bite-

[3:13:19 PM]  JAKE: -laughs- Eat your fill miss meulin. Theres far plenty more where that came from!

JAKE: And should you need further a helping hand... holler me a shout! -finger pistols and a wink- ;)

[3:14:29 PM]  FEFERI: -shrugs into her soup bowl, not all that invested in her answer- I can't say for s)(ore! I wasn't t)(ere.

[3:14:57 PM]  ROSE: Oh yeah.

ROSE: I'm not sure I was seeing things right.

ROSE: I'm pretty sure there was a magic wand.

[3:20:38 PM]  FEFERI: A magic wand??? >38?

FEFERI: W)(ale I )(ave no idea about T)(AT. )(oly mackeral.

FEFERI: Maybe -Eridan made a new weapon??

[3:28:30 PM]  ROSE: ...Maybe.

[3:29:24 PM]  FEFERI: It's not like I would know anyway. -slurrrrrrrp-

[3:30:28 PM]  ROSE: Why not?

[3:31:01 PM]  FEFERI: W)(y would )(e tell me?

[3:32:15 PM]  ROSE: Why would he not?

[3:32:21 PM]  ROSE: I'm a little confused.

[3:34:50 PM]  FEFERI: -dang, Rose is so out of the loop. Fef shrugs again.- I don't know? )(is business is pretty muc)( )(is business nowadays.

[3:35:27 PM]  ROSE: Oh.

ROSE: I see.

[3:36:45 PM]  FEFERI: Mmm)(m.

FEFERI: So anyway! If you're curious about it, your best c)(ance is probubbly just to ask )(im.

[3:38:12 PM]  ROSE: Yeah. I guess so.

ROSE: I suppose I will.

ROSE: Though I don't see why he'd tell me, if not you.

ROSE: -She takes a careful sip of water.-

ROSE: John said you stayed up for a full week with no sleep.

[3:39:52 PM]  FEFERI: A full week???

FEFERI: It was more like two weeks, probubbly.

FEFERI: But everyone )(as a job to do and we couldn't just L-ET you guys splas)( off wit)(out us!

[3:51:09 PM]  ROSE: Two weeks.

ROSE: Thank you.

ROSE: That's crazy, by the way.

ROSE: But thank you.

[3:51:46 PM]  MEULIN: -she nodded enthusiastically, mouth full of food so she doesn't respond and goes to a table to feast-

[3:54:22 PM]  FEFERI: Crazy can be good sometimes! 38) -nudges her with her elbow-

FEFERI: I'm just glad you're back.

FEFERI: Speaking of w)(ic)(... you )(aven't seen Cronus around, )(ave you?

[3:55:18 PM]  ROSE: When we were coming back to the ship.

ROSE: He...

ROSE: He's alright.  I think.

ROSE: I don't know.  He seemed kind of weird, then.

ROSE: I saw him in a room with that...

ROSE: The, uh.

ROSE: You know who I mean.

ROSE: Nya.  -She vaguely imitates cowboy.-

[3:56:23 PM]  FEFERI: -raises her eyebrows- ...Nya???

[3:57:43 PM]  ROSE: Yeah. That... fucker.

ROSE: He was their leader or something.

ROSE: Fucking Nya. - Another cowboy imitation.-

ROSE: I saw...

ROSE: He was being dragged back to our ship when we were all meeting by the airlock.

ROSE: Cronus said that there were electroshocks or something.  He's probably shaken.

[3:59:33 PM]  FEFERI: -Hearing it causes some worry to churn in her belly. She looks down at her almost empty bowl.- I really s)(ould try finding )(im t)(en.

[4:04:00 PM]  ROSE: I guess he hasn't been around much.

ROSE: -She sighs, letting her spoon drop. She's got some appetite back, and looks towards the food to briefly consider grabbing some more.-  

ROSE: I'm not sure I'd know what to say about it, anyhow.

ROSE: Sorry, maybe.

ROSE: I don't know.

[4:06:26 PM]  FEFERI: -looks over to her now- You're apologizing?

[4:07:13 PM]  ROSE: I mean, hypothetically.

ROSE: If I had some fucking idea what to say or think.

ROSE: That's what I'd do.

ROSE: Sorry for being involved with us in general, that this is a thing that's permitted to happen.

[4:09:00 PM]  FEFERI: -her expression softens and she reaches over to squeeze her hand- I can't imagine w)(y you t)(ink you need to apologize, sweetie glub.

FEFERI: )(onestly, it doesn't make any sense!

[4:09:12 PM]  FEFERI: )(ypot)(etically.

[4:11:08 PM]  ROSE: Mnh. Enduring martyr complex, maybe?

ROSE: Slight codependent tendencies?

ROSE: Something like that.

[4:11:39 PM]  FEFERI: )(e)(e)(e, you're suc)( a smartass. -smiles then-

[4:12:01 PM]  ROSE: I have to keep in practice.

[4:15:20 PM]  FEFERI: Just give yourself some time, okay?

FEFERI: We're going to )(ave plenty of it soon.

FEFERI: And snow! I've never gotten to play in snow before! -perks her fins just thinking about it-

[4:16:28 PM]  ROSE: It can be rather fun.

ROSE: It used to snow quite heavily in the middle of the absurd forest I grew up in.

[4:20:15 PM]  FEFERI: T)(at's so COOL!!! Literally! -giggling at her own pun-

FEFERI: I just )(ope I don't fall asleep )(alfway. Usually w)(at )(appens is t)(e cold makes me SL-E-EPY.

[4:20:44 PM]  ROSE: Heh.

ROSE: It might.  Try to bundle up.

[8:42:18 PM]  DAD: -lighting his pipe in this here smoke break. It's sure been a busy day.-

[gynecic-arbitrator]

Day 5 of Imprisonment: Jail Break

ROSE: - she spends some time, bidding as Jane pointed it out to her while also taking enough time for someone to have, say, gone to sleep and woken up the next morning.  She presses her hand to the cat's chest, but pauses when the supplies seem to Appearify.- Huh...? MEULIN: -she wakes up, staring at the ceiling for a bit.  only to turn her head, and much like a cat who had a cucumber placed behind them while eating, JUMPS practically 5 feet in the air with a hiss.- THE FURICK???????? WHERE DID THAT COME FURROM???? ROSE: This... ROSE: These are maps.   ROSE: And... ROSE: Actual food, I think? ROSE: I have no idea. ROSE: -She picks up the pliers (better than using the can opener on the cat, you see) and starts using them on its chest to get a few of the bolts out and open his chest a little bit.  It's robotic kitty heart surgery.- MEULIN: -gets up and sort of hovers over what rose is doing for a second before looking over the supplies- I BET WE COULD USE SOME OF THESE TOOLS ON THAT KEYPAD TOO!!!!!!!!!!! ROSE: Maybe.  But I'm willing to bet Dirk actually installed some kind of brute force hacking algorithm into this thing, somewhere.   ROSE: Ideally, we want to leave as small a mark as possible. MEULIN: YEAH HE WOULD DO THAT HUH!!!!!!!!!!!!!  GOOD IDEA!!!!!!!!!!!! ROSE: Hm... here's to hoping it's right, and this works. -she grits her teeth a little bit, removing a small panel of cat and moving aside some wires.  She presses two fingers deep into the now, open cavity, pulsing out light charges.-  I suppose it helps to think of it like jump starting a car battery. JANE: -She watches wearily as her little buddy is opened up, but after a few short moments he seems to jolt awake, though still a good tad twitchy. For now he looked like he was almost fully functional- Shucks, you had me scared there little fellow. ROSE: Oh! ROSE: -She sets him down on his feet.- ROSE: Not bad. JANE: -She cannot help but pet him for a little bit, after all, he was very much a good little friend to her- Don't do that again you rapscallion. I cannot take my eye off you for a second. JANE: -Eventually she must stop pampering the twitching, but functioning cat, and looks to the door- Let us hope nobody is watching us. We have to give this a shot.  ROSE: -She nods, looking over the other various supplies.  She's going to nibble on some of the packed rations.-  I wonder who our benefactor is. JANE: Whoever they are, they deserve thanks. -She walked on over to the door with her cat, looking at it for a while- So, how about it lil' fellow? Think you can hack this door somehow? MEULIN: -shes been slowly munching on a bar this whole time, and perks up a little to look at the robo cat almost expectantly- HOPE THAT WAS ENOUGH FUR IT!!!!!!!!!!! ROSE: -She's studying the maps, in the meantime.- JANE: -While the cat whirrs a good tad louder than usual, she lifts him enough to get to the panel, assuming he would know better what to do than she did. So while the cat went ahead and hooked himself up to the system, she turned to the others- Is there anything nice in terms of food? ROSE: Well, we won't starve, for now. [Some FOOT STEPS can be heard coming down the hallway.] ROSE: (Shit.) ROSE: (Jane, hide him.)  -She hurries to try to shove their new supplies behind her as best as she can.- JANE: -Shucks! The cat is quickly pulled away from the panel and she shoves him away to sit behind her in a corner. Hah! She is the best at hiding things- PORRIM: -hrk. does her part to stuff food under sheets and in pillows- GUARD: ! -he heard the shuffling and the whirring of gCat before he was pulled away and goes over to their door.- Hey, what's all that noise for? JANE: -Acting as natural as one gets!- I beg your pardon? MEULIN: WHAT NOISE?????????? GUARD: -squints through the hole and hmms suspiciously. what is she SCREAMING about??- I'm coming in there. GUARD: -steps back, informing his buddies on his radio in case something goes awry before working on opening up the door. WOOSH, it slides open and he steps in, looking around.- MEULIN: -STAAAAARES at him- MEULIN: WAS IT MY PURRING?????? I WAS PURRING!!!!!!!!!! ROSE: -She's lowkey sizing this guy up.  This-- this could be bad.- JANE: -She just holds the cat behind her back with her butt by now, hoping he did not start whirring again. Deep breaths Jane. You can do this- GUARD: -squints MORE- Purring, huh?? GUARD: You're acting AWFULLY suspicious. Yelling like you've got something to HIDE. -dramatic accusatory pointing. this guy is clearly a weenie.- MEULIN: -acting all offended- EXCUSE ME!!!!! I CANT HELP MY YELLING!!!!!!!! I AM DEAF THANK MEW VERY MEOWCH!!!!!!!!!! MEULIN: SO FURRY RUDE!!!!!!!! ROSE: -A WEENIE.  SHE CAN WORK WITH THIS.-  Oh, please, sir.  Please, there's no need-- you, ah.  You're going to... ROSE: -QUAVERING VOICE.-  Scare me. ROSE: That finger being pointed is... so very assertive. JANE: -Oh no Rose, this is almost enough to make an heiress snort. She doesn't though, and instead just squishes the cat more against the wall.- What ruffian would go out  of their way to scare someone like that? Please lower your finger, sir. GUARD: ... Oh, geez. Sorry, I didn't know you had a-- Uh? -glances at rose and jane- Oh... Oh uh-- ... -squints more, dropping his hand to the side- GUARD: Hey, I'd watch it if I were you. Don't think I'm not keen to your little mind games here!! ROSE: :c ROSE: I'm so, so sorry. ROSE: P-please. ROSE: Don't talk to me like that. GUARD: -FROWNS, stepping a little closer to rose to look her over- Are you... are you mocking me?? -genuine doubt- PORRIM: -she isn't sure what the plan here is, so she's just  trying to act natural- ROSE: No, sir.  I'm sorry, sir.  Please don't strike me, sir. ROSE: -CURLS UP.- ROSE: -SADDEST FACE.- ROSE: -OnO- MEULIN: -looking to see if theres enough space to sneak behind the guy, maybe they can surround him- JANE: -Glances from Rose to Meulin to Porrim to see what the plan is. The guy must have backup... would it be wise to ambush him?- ROSE: -she's not giving any real indication of the plan with this guy all up in her business- ROSE: -she's too busy playing the wounded gazelle gambit- GUARD: Ugh, geez... I'm not going to HIT you... You haven't done anything. Uh... as far as I can tell. -scratches his head while looking around rose, still not convinced they aren't HIDING something.- Hey, do you have something behind you there? GUARD: -he has his back turned to the rest of them while all of this is going on... not to mention, the door is still open.- ROSE: I... I don't understand.   ROSE: We haven't had a meal in a long time. ROSE: We don't have anything else in here. ROSE: -she tries to subtly eye the others.  the time to act may be soon.- JANE: -She understands, and gets as ready as she can without moving away from the cat stuck under her butt- MEULIN: -she quietly moves to stand in the way of the door, looking at them as to question whether to shut it or not- MEULIN: -she does decide to quickly poke her head out to check for any other guards- [The hallway their cell is in is currently VACANT, but there appears to be a guard house at the very end of the hall with big glass windows. There's a guard inside, but he doesn't seem to be paying attention right now.]

PORRIM: -slips up onto her feet, shifting closer to meulin but while still flanking the guard in case they need to corner him.-

GUARD: -REACHES behind rose, but while avoiding touching her. it's a pretty awkward maneuver.- Are those... papers? -YOINKS a map and GASPS when he sees what's on it.- Where'd you get this?! MEULIN: -gives everyone a big OK sign as to say the coast is clear- JANE: -Oh shucks! They need to do something about this! Alright Jane, time to get up and let loose a mad robotic kitten! gCat whirrs off to the opposite corner of the room, trying to draw the attention of the guard away from the map, while Jane joins the other two by the door- (Do we jump him?) ROSE: Oh, fuck it. ROSE: -LIGHTNING HANDS ON THE GUARD.  She's going to try to make contact with the nearest patch of skin, whatever it may be.- ROSE: -ROSE==> BE A HUMAN TAZER- GUARD: -unfortunately for him, the closest bit of skin is his FACE and he lets out a SCREECH, jittering, before he lands onto his back. K.O!! ... for now.- JANE: -SPRINGS to action and covers the guard with a sheet or blanket or something. Hidden! Obviously no one will find him now- (Let's scamper!) ROSE: Scampering is a good plan.  -She's going to snatch that map again.-  We can find the others.  Um-- check him.  Maybe he has a card or a key or something?  I don't know, it's not much. PORRIM: -she's on it, lifting his sheet and patting him down a little bit before she finds a keycard on him.- Here we go+. ROSE: Thank god. ROSE: I am preemptively sorry if this blows up in our faces. JANE: -Grabs her cat and steps out of the door to have a look around. Even if it blew up, an attempt was better than just sitting around- Which way? MEULIN: THERES A GUARD IN THE GUARD STATION THAT WAY -points to where she had spotted the clueless guard- ROSE: Once we get past him, we-- we'll figure out from there. [Unsurprisingly, the distant SCREECH is going to cause the guard fooling around in his windowed cubicle to look up from his mag. He's just a newbie, okay. Give him a break.  He's peering past the windows, searching for something amiss and... spies Jane standing right there in the hall.] ROSE: -She scans the map quickly, trying to discern who they're closest to.  It might not be a full scale jail break, but... oh.- [Cue the five millisecond interval where he's just staring at her. Followed by the blare of sirens overhead as he sounds the ALARM.] ROSE: God damn it! ROSE: -She grabs the maps, as well as a few of the tools.  Maybe they can be improvised weapons, who knows?- ROSE: -And after that, she's going to break off into a SPRINT.  She's hoping the others will follow her but she's been in a similar situation before, probably.  Maybe in prison in the troll equivalent of Tijuana.- [WEEWOO WEEWOO WEEWOO. What an obnoxious noise.] MEULIN: -its a good thing she cant hear it but since alarms tend to go with flashing lights- OH FURICK!!!!!!!!!!  -she indeed sprints after rose- PORRIM: Oh, shit. Uh-- -well, she's going to trust rose. she never was much of a leader, anyway. she follows her as quickly as her legs will allow her -- which turns out to be pretty damn quickly.- JANE: Shucks buster, that's just great! -She groans, giving the darn guard a look before she sprints after Rose and Meulin, cat in her arms. - ROSE: -She's FIDDLING WITH THE MAPS trying to focus while also not running into any walls or tackled by any guards.-  We've got that card.  We can probably get someone else out, but I don't know how many people.  We could find an escape pod, or an armory-- but we're still outnumbered.  Bad.  -She glances back towards the others.-  Votes, if you will.  And quickly. MEULIN: WE SHOULD S33 IF WE CAN GET SOME OF TEH OFURS!!!! THEN WE WONT BE AS OUTNUMBERED?????? PORRIM: I-- ... -she hates to say this- I think we sho+uld make a break fo+r it. If we get o+ut, if we get back to+ o+ur ship... We can give them info+rmatio+n o+n the ship. We co+uld have an advantage. -she knows that's probably what eridan would want, anyway- [These ladies, though acting fast, are going to face the release of an entry way up ahead. From there, force-shield wielding guards are filing into the hall. In their hands, they hold forks that look an awful lot like cow prods. To cement the comparison, the tips crackle with electricity. This is not a good thing.] MEULIN: -she stops in her tracks as glances between the others- OH FURRICK!!!!!!!!  -she felt porrim might be right though- JANE: -DEFINITELY not a good thing. She stops, looking at the others as she catches her breath- I'm with Porrim unless we find a very good chance to free someone, but that time is not right now. We're in one heck of a pickle if we don't think fast, and I don't plan on being jarred up again. ROSE: Can gCat do anything? JANE: I don't know how functional he is. -She says but releases him onto the floor. He was programmed to protect her from threat after all, and this was one. He crackles and whirrs a bit, but what looks like a forcefield shield appears in front of the group- PORRIM: -tucks in a little bit closer to jane and gCat, even if the shield may or may not accommodate for all of them just fine.- Well, this sho+uld wo+rk fo+r a bit. Can we... mo+ve? ROSE: -She nods, pressing against the wall.  She checks the map again-- maybe there was some maintenance shaft that wasn't being monitored that they could sneak inside of.- [The guards are advancing on them pretty fearlessly since they're nice and safe behind their force shields. There's at least six or seven at them at once and possibly more on the way. WEE WOO WEE WOOOOOOOO.] JANE: Better find a route quick, Rose. -She stood quite still, staring the guards down though. If she had to punch someone she would!- MEULIN: -she moved behind jane and porrim, glancing around for any ideas while they wait for rose- [Here they come, descending on gCat. How did this get past the prison screening??] JANE: -The forcefield gCAt is holding up is still functioning pretty well, so for now they merely crash into him. Jane looks to Rose again to see if she's figured anything out while her cat seems to be charging up something bigger- ROSE: -She backs from the troops, gesturing with her head towards the other direction of the hall.-  There-- might be another exit down this way.  If not, then some of the other cells.  -She's already starting to move, eyeing the cat with some trepidation.- JANE: Down the hall we scamper! -She picks up the cat and holds him behind her back, waiting for the others to head up in front of her so she can keep the field behind them all- MEULIN: -quickly begins to follow rose- COME ON GUYS!!!!!!!!! ROSE: We'll try to loop around.   ROSE: -She pants a little bit as she runs.-   ROSE: And just... ROSE: Hope they don't cut us off. MEULIN: YEAH.....GOOD IDEA!!!!!!!! -hair and tail flying as she runs- [The force field is holding off the gang of guards from behind them... but can they predict getting intercepted by the newbie window-bound guard?? He's window bound no more and brandishing his own taser fork with reckless abandon.] JANE: -At the moment she is so caught up with the back troupe she doesn't even notice the window guard! whoopsie- MEULIN: -as soon as she sees the newbie guard she give a mighty fierce hiss and attempts to TACKLE him- [Wuah! It's the cat troll who attacks first, tackling into the guard with impressive force!! If she doesn't mind taking a taser to her liver, of course.] MEULIN: GACKK!!!!!!!!!! -with the taser to the liver she doubles over, stunned and twitching a little- ROSE: -just.  chuck a fucking can of beans at the guy's head.- PORRIM: !! -scurries to her to try and hoist her up so she isn't just lying there- [He's gonna take this can of beans to the head like a MAN, giving him brief pause. Let's just say that Rose has a rather impressive throwing arm. Porrim should be able to reach Meulin just fine.] MEULIN: -she is hoisted with a groan, she regrets that decision just a bit- ROSE: -She's going to try to rush him while he's stunned-- she's not the best with upper body strength, but maybe she can twist his arm enough that he zaps HIMSELF.- [There's definitely going to be a tussle between Rose and Window guard.] JANE: -She's gonna rush in and kick him right in the shin! gCat is now making his own back troupe to protect them!- ROSE: -!!!! [Ow ow, YOWCH. Why the shin?? Can't Jane see he's trying very hard not to electrocute himself?] ROSE: -LISTEN.  YOU WOULDN'T HAVE THIS PROBLEM IF YOU ELECTROCUTED YOURSELF.- JANE: -Because that's where she could reach right now! May she punch him in the face? May he put these puppies to use?- [Jane better act quick because this guy works out, you see. He reads whole magazines about body building. One day, he's gonna be so ripped and then you'll regret it!!! For now, the taser fork crackles dangerously close to every person's head within his immediate vicinity.] JANE: -Well, that does it! She punches him right atop the head and just hopes it can help knock him out for long enough that Rose could tase him! gCat holds his ground in the meantime- [A princess fist to the skull is more than enough to knock him out cold. The taser goes clattering out of his hand. WASTED.] ROSE: -ITEM GET on the taser.-  Th-thanks. JANE: -rubs her knuckles and takes a deep breath- Don't mention it. Let's hurry ahead. Paint: ROSE: His, ah.  His checkpoint is just ahead.  We turn over to the right, and we should be able to get out.  To somewhere. [The sirens are still going off. Everyone on this ship has to be awake by now. EVERYONE.] JANE: Blast. We better hurry up then before everyone is at our heels. ROSE: -She nods, already heading down the hall towards the fork that would lead towards either the BOOTH or the EXIT.  This is getting pretty nerve wracking.- [It's all happening fairly fast. The tussle with the window guard seemed to give the other guards just enough time to split their huge original group. They have every intention of cutting off the path of the escapees before they can bolt for the exit. Lights flash, some from the sirens and some from the tasers themselves.] ROSE: Keep moving.  -She turns on the advancing guards, taking a rather solid stance as she focuses and draws in a deep breath, focusing as the faint energy crackles around her skull.  It hurts like a sledgehammer to the skull, but she lets loose a full gazeblast on them-- whatever their shields may be able to absorb, maybe she could slow them for a few moments.- PORRIM: -does as rose says, helping carry meulin forwards, but not without giving rose a concerned look over her shoulder. she's getting terrible flashbacks of someone else she cares about burning himself out with psionics.- MEULIN: -shes able to sorta walk a bit, still using porrim to lean on a bit when her liver shrieks at her- HOLY FURRICK THIS IS BAD....!!!!!!! JANE: -She on the other hand practically flings her cat towards the onslaught, muttering an apology to him in the process. The cat practically lets out an explosion of energy as it meets with the guards, but luckily remains intact after his attack- MEULIN: -squeaks and instinctively ducks at the explosion- [These force shields are apeshit bananas when it comes to blocking off gazeblast/ robo cat attacks. However, it's not like they're particularly eager to go head on with the crackling energy. Suddenly Gcat sails over head in a CATSPLOSION. The force of this attack is bound to knock those guards back on their uniformed tushes.] ROSE: -She staggers back.  She's almost positive that there's smoke coming from her eyes-- there isn't, but wow, being able to stand just got sharply more difficult.  And seeing things.  That's.  That's, uh.  Wow.  Okay.- ROSE: Hff. ROSE: Thanks, gCat. ROSE: -She takes a few breaths to gather herself.  There isn't all that much to gather, but she's not completely swaying off her feet.  The exit is right there, but-- she's staring at the other doorway.  What the map labeled as an interrogation chamber.- PORRIM: -holy shit a catsplosion. NOW SHE'S SEEN EVERYTHING. blinking away the shock, she continues forward towards the other exit with Meulin while rose pauses. she doesn't notice and tries to swipe the keycard at the exit.- Co+me o+n... ROSE: Something... someone's in there.  I-- I'm almost sure. JANE: -She does not stop running though, and if any guard stands remotely close enough, she will kick them right where it hurts. She is fury, vengeance and ladylike rage!- Rose, we must go! ROSE: -She's RATTLING AT THE DOORKNOB.- I just-- It won't-- [At this moment, the exit-- though was as approachable as ever-- suddenly surges as a field of hot glowing energy forms over it. From what they can make of the smoke from Rose and Gcat's explosion, the door has been shut from the outside.] [THERE'S A CAT MAN INSIDE THAT ROOM and he's trying to step in the line of sight of the other person inside, but Rose might be able to make out some FINS before he's obscured.] ROSE: -I'M GOING TO GET YOU YOU  GOD DAMNED FURRY FUCK- ROSE: No, god damn it! PORRIM: -KEEPS TRYING TO OPEN IT EVEN THOUGH SHE KNOWS IT'S FUTILE.- Dammit! No+!! COWBOY: ->;3c ing probably- MEULIN: FURRIIICCK!!!!!!!  -trying to help with the door too- JANE: -Tries to PUNCH the door- What is wrong with it? PORRIM: It's no+t o+pening... This card must no+t wo+rk, o+r... They're keeping it lo+cked fro+m the o+ther side? ROSE: -She throws the tazer down.  Another blast-- maybe if they'd saved something for the door itself, but-- no.  She turns towards the downed guards, rushing at them.  And, well.  Trying to jump OVER them.  There is another door.  It's just very slim chance that she'll make it there.- MEULIN: -she glances behind her for a second to see rose jumping over the guards- MOG!!!!!!!!!!!!! ROSE!!!!!!!!!!!!! -oh god what should they do- JANE: Rose, what are you DOING? -She keeps kicking at the door, grumbling incoherently in 20s earth slang before she runs to retrieve her cat- [At that moment, that door becomes SIZZLING HOT. It's really best not to touch it. As for Rose, the guards might have been knocked down but they're definitely not injured. They're going to anticipate having her rush at them and with one of them ducking under their shield, meet her with a forkful of TASER.] MEULIN: YOWCH!!!!! -pulls her hands away from the door, looking between jane and porrim with a desperate look- ROSE: -She twitches and convulses, the tazer firm against her stomach as her body shakes with pain.  She places both hands on the prod, clutching at it with a rigid, joint-locked grip, pushing her own electricity back into whatever power source is running the stupid thing.  Her vision is blurry and her heart is utterly pounding, and she feels a vague notion like this just might kill her.- PORRIM: -lets out a distressed yell when she sees rose take that hit, unsure if she can even handle any more abuse. she's doubting this hole plan, casting the card aside in favor of rushing to rose's side. rainbow drinker speed brings her there pretty quickly, though she anticipates she'll be subdued in a matter of seconds, she refuses to leave rose alone.- Stay away fro+m her!! -hiiiisssss- JANE: -She is really not about to let this happen, but is also far from able to be rational enough to make a proper plan, and thus ends up rushing right into the myriad of guards, attempting to charge at them with all he's got. gCat is not much help now, the cat merely sparks and jolt but cannot make a proper force field or attack happen- MEULIN: -oh gosh she still has the pain in her stomach from earlier, shes not keen on running in to those guards again, so while the other run towards them, she glances around for any possible way out. maybe if even just one of them can get away it would be worth it- [As soon as they're within reach, Jane and Porrim are going to be eating some tasers for breakfast-- two or three at once for Porrim being as fast as a MYTHOLOGICAL BEING OF TERROR. It's a whole gang of guards both she and Jane are charging into, after all. As for Rose, the direct pump of electricity into the taser has the tool short circuiting and ultimately exploding between herself and the guard. Lucky for him, he still has his shield. Might not be so lucky for her, however.] ROSE: -Some of the plastic shreds into her skin and clothes, and there are visible burns on her flesh.  She leans directly into the shield, face rather bloodied and bruised, just to get as close to the guard as possible.-  You.  I am going to make you regret letting your life intersect with mine. ROSE: So deeply and profoundly. ROSE: On a level that was not formerly thought possible for sentient life. ROSE: Fuck you. PORRIM: -there's a lot of hissing in pain and rage, and her adrenaline fueled strength helps her press on, but porrim's not made of as tough of stuff as the others and is buckling under to pain -- but not without trying to get a bite in on a guard before falling to her knees- JANE: -Regardless of how much bulk she has under this heiress act, she is not much of a match for tasers, being a soft and squishy block of flesh and all. With a yell of pure anger she is brought to the ground, using all her strength to attempt to fight back while the poor robo cat tries to do what it can by whirring and jolting about, occasionally letting out small blasts of energy. It doesn't seem to be much use now though. - [Just the fact that Rose used these few seconds to spit venom in the direction of a dude cowering behind his shield is pretty impressive. She gets credit for that. Too bad several tasers are cracking down on her too, fulling intending on overwhelming her. The guard Porrim is lunging at lets out an ugly panicked scream and gets at jabbing their zapping fork twice as hard at her than before. With Jane down, one of the guards uses their fork to pluck up the sputtering robot cat. What an interesting toy. With permission from Cowboy, she's probably going to be keeping gCat to study the mechanics of him, which so happens to be the interest of this guard in particular. Still others split and chase down Meulin too. A wild crackle of electricity and the shriek of a cat troll can only indicate that she's meeting the same fate too. One by one, the ladies are dragged back to their cells. The sirens grow silent and the energy field is released from the exits. All grows still in the prison blocks once again.] PORRIM: -is DISCARDED back into their cell in a battered heap, but is feeling strangely satisfied deep down in her core. it's been a while since she's shook things up, but all that excitement is leaving her nothing but weary and she passes out right there on the floor.- ROSE: -She's crumpled up. She's not as ready to go to completely PASS OUT yet, mostly because she wants to get the bits of plastic shrapnel out of herself. Ow.- JANE: -As much as she could absolutely manage she was clawing and struggling against the guards when gCat was taken away from her. Eventually she had to stop yelling, every fibre of her completely worn down by the tasing and excitement, and once she is dropped she can only utter one more curse before she blacks out completely. Night night heiress-

[gynecic-arbitrator]

Days 1-4 of Imprisonment

After being dragged down to the prison area, Jane, Porrim, Meulin, and Rose are thrown into a cramped cell with little more than two bunk beds and a single ceiling lamp barely lighting the room. They are surrounded by four solid metal walls with only a small slit in the door for food.

There is no indication of what will happen to them next, but they get the feeling they will be stuck there for an INDEFINITE amount of time. There’s always the hope they may be rescued, or if they are a more tenacious group, attempt at escape could also be an option… In any case, get cozy with the new bunk mates.]

ROSE: -she could not be suffering any more of a headache than the one she is suffering now.  This is quite possibly the most splitting and painful it has ever been.  One arm is draped over her eyes, though that is doing little to help-- whatever it was that cat troll did, it did not agree with her psionics.- [the sound of distant meowing will haunt rose tonight...]

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MEULIN: -she wakes up with a massive headache and achey all over. that sure was a stun...she looks around the room and feels a bit of a panic start to creep in.  She slowly creeps over to the hole in the door to see if she can see anything through it- PORRIM: -she stirs as well after a long night of slipping in and out of consciousness. there wasn't much she could think to do besides try to nurse her own wounds with rest, but of course her nervous saw it best to keep waking her up. she finally gives up when she sees meulin awake.- PORRIM: Do+ yo+u... see anything?

[PRESENTLY, Meulin won't see much except for a door right across from them with a hole in it. If only she could hear, otherwise she might hear the distant sound of footsteps.] MEULIN: -she managed to turn around and see what porrim said in time and shakes her head- NOT FLEALLY....JUST ANOFUR DOOR WITH A HOLE IN IT..... ROSE: -She hasn't moved much, but she also hasn't really slept.  It... it has not improved at all, really.- JANE: -She has stayed in place for the most part, with the occasional attempt at reviving her poor robotic kitten, yet to no avail. This was no place for such a great bodycat to die! She would have none of this. - PORRIM: Great... -she sighs, restlessly getting out of bed and closing the small gap to rose's side, concerned by her stillness. she's worried for jane too, of course, but at least she's preoccupying herself with her little deactivated cat friend.- PORRIM: Ro+se? Are yo+u o+kay? ROSE: -She makes a noise.- ROSE: --head. ROSE: -THAT WAS A WORD- PORRIM: -frowns- Can I see...? -reaches out delicately to see if she can find any signs of a wound, even if there is little she can do about that with no resources, if that were the case.- ROSE: -Nhh.  That's a complex concept to try to explain without making her head split open.  Or... maybe it's already split?  She waves her hand off.-  S'not.  I'm not.  No fracture or hit.  Just-- overload. PORRIM: Oh... -draws her hands back- Okay. -she'll take her word for it. she might not be completely aware of rose's condition, but she'll take her word for it. there didn't seem to be any wounds, anyway. she looks back at the others helplessly, trying to think of something to say or do. she had been in her fair share of sticky situations before, but never quite like this.- PORRIM: What sho+uld we...? -sighs, sitting down on the edge of rose's bed.- ROSE: -She tests moving her arm from her eyes, blinking a few times. -  I. ngh. ROSE: It's a little hard to. ROSE: Formulate a plan. ROSE: They took everything. MEULIN: -shes shaking her head in dismay, looking around at the walls surrounding them.  so much metal makes it seem a bit cold to her- ROSE: -There's some time that passes before Rose seems to try to stir again, eyes narrowing a bit.  She lifts her hand in the air, trying to bring out a small spark from her finger tip.  It'd be easier with her needles, and... wow.  That hurt her head.  Sharply.-  Hh. ROSE: We. ROSE: Can try to get out. ROSE: Maybe look for the others, but that's... ROSE: Risky. PORRIM: -looks at rose with concern, placing a supportive hand on her arm- Yeah... PORRIM: We might be able to+ get a guards attentio+n, so+meho+w. I'm sure so+meo+ne will co+me aro+und eventually. PORRIM: -she sighs. it all seems like pretty standard recommendations, but she has to say something. anything.- ROSE: ...Can you.   ROSE: Take a look at the lock for me?   ROSE: Is it electronic, or lock-and-key? PORRIM: -she stands up to do just that, frowning as she looks over the lock. she can't find it immediately, but after a little bit of inspecting of the wall beside the door, she finds a small indent in a keypad inside.- It's electro+nic. ROSE: Shit. ROSE: Well, that's... ROSE: That's a gamble. MEULIN: -perks up a little- THINK WE COULD GUESS THE COMBO???????? ROSE:  No... not, uh.  Not a guess.   ROSE: I mean, I've done it before with regular locks... ROSE: Okay.  I'm getting ahead of myself. ROSE: -She cradles her head in her hands, not looking up.-   ROSE: And maybe it's best I don't say out loud. ROSE: If they've got surveillance in here. PORRIM: Hmm... -she glances around, wondering where they could even hide cameras or bugs, it's so... plain. but hey, this keypad was somewhat hidden.-    PORRIM: Maybe we can anno+y them by messing with the keypad eno+ugh. -scoffs- PORRIM: I do+n't think we're in any po+sitio+n fo+r a stand o+ff, tho+ugh... Trying to+ lure in guards is pro+bably to+o+ risky, no+w that I think abo+ut it. -sighs and stops the nervous rambling, tracing her finger over the keypad, tempted to try and punch in numbers anyway.- ROSE: -She starts to stand up, her stumbling half a step before taking a deep breath to approach the door as well.- ROSE: If they're still armed the way they were when they captured us... ROSE: Yeah. [While they're looking over the lock, food gets SHOVED through the door hole. Water and bread. Fine dining!]

PORRIM: -JUMPS- ROSE: Oh.  Good. ROSE: -She... actually could use some food.  On an rational level, anyways.  She's not sure that she can completely stomach it, but she's probably going to have to burn some energy on that lock.- PORRIM: -steadies herself with a sigh before she takes the food tray, turning towards the others- Dinner time, ladies. ROSE: -She sits down, taking a chunk of the bread.-  Thanks. JANE: -Is she still fiddling with the robotic cat? Maybe. However, she's had it with this place and gets up to look outside, disregarding dinner for now- There has to be a way to break out of this place. MEULIN: -shes not hungry and refuses to eat any bread at the current moment, she does take a few sips of water with a sigh- ROSE: Maybe.  They didn't put some kind of suppression collar on me.  So-- in a little while, I can try my various psychokinetic voodoos on the panel. ROSE: If it works. ROSE: There's a chance it might set off an alarm, though. JANE: -She slumps down next to the door, crossing her arms and attempting to wring her head for ideas- Regardless, I think we can all agree that we're not a bunch of birds willing to nest right here in this prison vessel. ________________________

ROSE: -She, between the headache and the confusion, and the attempts to formulate a plan for escaping the cell, seems to have forgotten about the lack of sopor pills for dream suppression.  She wakes up with a start, letting out a ghastly groan and grasping at the space around her for something- it would appear almost as though she's simply trying to determine that she's on solid ground.- ROSE: Hh. ROSE: oh. ROSE: M- ROSE: Morning, I suppose. JANE: -There is a high chance she hardly caught any sleep that night, and as Rose wakes she turns abruptly towards her, slightly jumpy from the lack of rest- Good morning. That is, as good a morning as one can get here. -Musters to give a dumb little bucktoothed grin in an attempt to lighten the mood- ROSE: Aha... ROSE: Lacking... any discernable means to tell, naturally.   ROSE: -Her head is a little better, but it sure wasn't all that restful.- ROSE: I, ah.  Suppose I didn't miss much when I was out? JANE: -She shakes her head, leaning back against the wall and throwing another glance at the door- I can't say this place is a blast. Nobody comes in to get a chance to have their collective rears kicked. ROSE: Mm.  We'll have write a sternly worded review. ROSE: Two out of ten stars.  Food poor, hosts negligent.  Would not be incarcerated again. JANE: Now, the company is not all that bad at least. -At least they were trying to keep the mood up, but right now she was very unsure as to how they could get out of there. Staying here was not an option she much enjoyed. With as pleasant a face as she could muster she turned back to Rose- How is your head? ROSE: Poor quality, but I do not have any kind of replacement handy.   ROSE: -She slumps back onto the ground again, laying there and closing her eyes.- ROSE: It's not going to get much better in here. ROSE: But... ROSE: I.  Am considering an attempt on the lock.   ROSE: Once my cybernetics reboot themselves.   ROSE: There was some circuit damage, but the inhibitors did their job. ROSE: As evidenced by my lack of fatal brain damage. JANE: That's a relief. It would be most inconvenient to end up with brain damage in general. -understatement is it not- You should try not to strain yourself too soon though. It cannot be easy to begin with. ROSE: I guess so. ROSE: It would be tactically more sound to wait for the right moment to try. ROSE: I really don't want to see where this ship is taking us. JANE: I don't plan on ever learning where we are going.  We merely need to escape one way or another. -The latter just so happened to be a huge problem. How the heck would one escape this place...- ROSE: Maybe we can find the escape pods.  I'm sure they exist. JANE: It would be quite a terrible ship if they had none of those. -She absentmindedly lifted her little cat buddy onto her lap. He was still not properly functioning, but at least he was now switched on- We should stir up a plan. MEULIN: -a large rumble can be heard coming from Meulin's bunk as her stomach GROOOWWLS.  the vibration from it jolts her awake.  She keels over slightly from the hunger pains.  shes regretting not eating any of that bread yesterday- UUURRRGH........ ROSE: Well, that sounded a bit sinister. ROSE: I haven't seen breakfast yet.  Sorry to disappoint.   ROSE: Maybe by now it would be lunch? MEULIN: AS LONG AS THERES SOMETHING TODAY.....!!!!!! ROSE: I... Hm.  I really don't know. ROSE: One can hope. JANE: We would be worth nothing to them if we are dead. -She hopes- As so, I am sure they will feed us soon. MEULIN: -nods solemnly- HAVE WE FURIGUED OUT ANY GOOD ESCAPE PURRLAN YET????????? ROSE: Naught more than the inklings of one. JANE: I am sure we can make our escape somehow. What do we know about the door as of now? ROSE: Keypad initiated, and likely magnetically sealed.   ROSE: Made of.  Uh.  Metal. ROSE: And probably pretty heavy. MEULIN: YEAH...!!!!!! JANE: Thus there is nothing a good forking could do to open it. -She pet the twitching semi-functional kitty- If gCat was more awake perhaps he could do something to open it. ROSE: Ah.  How is he doing, by the way? I hope there's no permanent damage. ROSE: -She gestures towards gCat, frowning just a bit.- JANE: I managed to switch him on today, but he does not seem to function correctly. For now I'd not dare to test him, lest he blows up or something along those lines. -Since engineering is far from her field she cannot say surely what could happen or what is wrong- MEULIN: YEAH GOOD IDEA...!!!!! ROSE: I suppose we'll make do without him.  At least they didn't take him with our other belongings. JANE: They must have assumed him to be broken. -She was grateful that they'd left him here though- ______________________

PORRIM: -she's looking out the hole, trying to get a good angle to see if she can see down the hall at all, but of course she can't see that far- JANE: -She seats herself not too far from Porrim, leaving a whirring hardly working robo cat  where he was- Do you see anything new? PORRIM: No+... Besides the o+ccasio+nal guard passing by. I do+n't understand why they do+n't really check o+n us. PORRIM: Maybe there really are surveillance cameras in here. -glances around- ROSE: -She glances over towards Jane and Porrim.- ROSE: Maybe. JANE: Or perhaps they are so certain we wont escape that they think we wont need to be checked on. -She does hope that's the true answer, but is pretty dang sure it's not- MEULIN: THAT IS PAWSSIBLE....!!!!! -she starts eyeing the walls and the ceiling carefully, looking for anything that could possibly be watching them- PORRIM: Hm... If they were watching us, yo+u'd think they'd no+tice yo+ur cat. -glances at the robot- PORRIM: I kno+w yo+u said yo+u'd rather no+t test him, but... I wo+nder if he wo+uldn't be o+ur key o+ut o+f here. JANE: I'm not sure how much he can do in his state. -She mumbled, looking to the twitching robotic feline. He was hardly functioning after all- ROSE: I could try to give him a jumpstart.  Supposing the problem is something to do with his charge. JANE: -She doesn't turn her glance from the robot cat, but ponders Rose's offer for a while- I am not a gal familiar with all the doodads of robots, but the problem seems to be with his sparky charges. I couldn't promise anything, though. ROSE: Well... I don't want to break anything, but it's safer than trying to zap the panel. JANE: -For a moment she chewed on her lip with those big front teeth, considering the options. gCat could be fixed by Dirk if they all got out, so she would just have to part with him a short while if things went wrong. With a bit of strain, she put on a determined face and went to fetch the jolting little thing- Do what you can. I'm sure Dirk has programmed him to be a hero if he must. ROSE: Right.  -Rose scoots over, looking at the cat.-  Is there a charging port, or... internal power supply? JANE: -She shrugs her shoulders. To her it almost seemed like the cat just knew how to charge itself, so she rarely ever had any trouble with him- I'm afraid I am completely blank on this. ROSE: Ah. ROSE: -She holds her hands out.-  Hand him over.  I'll have a look and see if I can electroshock some life into his body. JANE: -She only hesitates for a moment, then hands him over to Rose, watching with the worried stare of a cat-mom though- Here's to hoping it works. ROSE: Indeed.  -She runs her hand over the robot frame, looking anything that may resemble a power core or charging port.-  [While this is going on, from NOTHINGNESS a pile of supplies appears! In it includes a map of the ship and prison area, marking where everyone is located in the cells, some documents with a crudely accounted for roster of the ship's crew, a few basic tools like a pair of pliers and a can opener, some non perishable food items (SOME IN CANS,) and a small container of blood for the rainbow drinker. Er, presumably. Where did this bounty come from? Who can say! But it seems to be a gift from someone friendly.]

JANE: -The only thing Jane understands is that the loudest WHIRR sound in the cat must be where the engine or power source is, and this happens to be located near the chest.- I think perhaps somewhere around here. -She points to the cat's chest, really hoping this would not end badly, for now she has noticed no supplies-

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ATRIUM SECURITY RECORDING 0251

[7:38:44 AM]  MEULIN: -a certain cat troll must have come to the cafeteria to get some midnight snacks and is now fast asleep with her head resting on the table-

[9:13:10 AM]  JAKE: -oh golly. This can't be good. This is the second collapsed troll this week! Jake blends himself a smoothie and tries not to disturb the sleeping cat troll. He, of course, doesn't realize she's deaf so trying to keep quiet is virtually ineffectual.-

[9:41:53 AM]  MEULIN: -quiet snore. its amazing how such a loud troll can snore so quietly-

[9:44:57 AM]  JAKE: -Dawww what the hell? She's so cute! It seems unfair that the cat troll is just sleeping with her head like that. Isn't it uncomfortable? Smoothie still in hand, Jake comes over and gently taps on her shoulder. Here comes the NAP POLICE.- Mulan? Is that your name? Hello?

[9:46:44 AM]  MEULIN; -JOLTS awake, arms flailing and accidently knocks the smoothie out of jakes hand- IM INNOCENT!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

[9:47:17 AM]  MEULIN: -blinks a second- OH FURICK!!!!!!!!!! IM PAWRRY!!!!!!!! -scrambles to get napkins to clean up the spilled smoothie-

[9:58:19 AM]  JAKE: -TWACK. The smoothie glass explodes on the ground and creates a beautiful mess of fruit on the ground. Jake stares at it for a second, the lament slowly dawning on his face.* ...Aw. :(

JAKE: -he snaps out of it when Meulin stumbles out of her chair to help clean it up- Wait now hold the moment miss! Theres no need for that! I can assist! -breaks out some towels from his sylladex and starts cleaning up the glass and melting fruit drink. It was so young and beautiful.-

JAKE: Correct me if im wrong but IS your name mulan????

[10:01:28 AM]  MEULIN: OH NO IT WAS MY FURRAULT!!!!!!!!!!!!!  -shes not gunna stop him though, shes still half asleep and her cleaning technique seems to be making more of a mess than anything-

[10:02:32 AM]  MEULIN: HUH????????  YEAH ITS MEULIN!!!!!!!!  -she read his lips wrong-

[10:05:01 AM]  JAKE: Doh please relax! No ones here to fuss over spilled milk. Literally! -chuckles at his own joke and then brightens up when she corrects her name.- Meulin of COURSE.

JAKE: How could such an adorable name slip my mind? Particularly when youre so positively amiable!

JAKE: ...Pawsitively ameowable? Did i get that right?

[10:07:57 AM]  MEULIN: -now shes giggling- YES THAT WAS PURRFECT!!!!!!! H33H33!!!!!!!!!!!!

[10:08:27 AM]  MEULIN: WELL HERE LET ME GET YOU A NEW ONE THEN!!!!!!!!! -she gets up to go make him a new smoothie

[10:11:34 AM | Edited 10:12:02 AM] JAKE: -still rapidly cleaning all of this up. He can't help but grin as she scurries off.- Jeez youre all methods of boisterous madam! And i mean that in the most complimenary of ways!

JAKE: One moment. -scurries off to wash this towel off in the kitchen area. At this rate, everything will be cleaned in no time at all.-

[10:14:28 AM]  MEULIN: -she has no idea what he had in it but shes just gunna guess

[10:14:48 AM]  JAKE: -please don't put peanuts in it-

[10:15:56 AM]  MEULIN: -don't worry she wouldn't think to-

[10:17:11 AM]  MEULIN: -its pretty much berries upon berries-

[10:17:11 AM]  JAKE: -marches out of the kitchen, beefy arms swinging at his sides. If she's making him a smoothie, he may as well be a good sport about it.- So meulin... what do you have for me????

[10:17:37 AM]  MEULIN: BERRIES!!!!!!!!  -offers him the new shakes, its a very nice looking purple!"

[10:17:55 AM]  MEULIN: PAWRRY I DIDNT THINK TO ASK WHAT YOU HAD BEFUR!!!!!!!!

[10:18:13 AM]  MEULIN: -those sure are some beefy arm tho-

[10:20:38 AM]  JAKE: Berries you say? Well damn if that doesnt sound scrumptious?? -toothy smiles and accepts the new smoothie gladly.- Frankly i dont personally remember what i put in the old one? Perhaps this is fate!

JAKE: -he sips at it and screws his face up.- Bills and buzzards thats a tarty taste!

JAKE: Would you care to try some? -plucks up a new straw for her and offers to share his gifted beverage. This is completely normal!-

[10:41:50 AM]  MEULIN: -oh mustve forgotten sugar WOOPS- FUR!!!!!! MIGHT AS WELL I GUESS!!!!!!

[10:45:52 AM]  JAKE: Cheers!!!! -beams and passes her the straw and drink-

[10:52:25 AM]  MEULIN: -takes a small sip, she makes a face as well- HOLY CAT THAT IS TART!!!!!!!!!!

[10:55:04 AM]  JAKE: -actually laughs, a big ol barking sound she can't hear- Holy cat is fucking right! :D

JAKE: Shall we dabble a bit of sugar on this bad boy? -already reaching for some sugar packets-

JAKE: I could drink it as it is you know! Who am i to look a gift horse in the mouth?

[10:56:29 AM]  MEULIN: YEAH IT THINK IT FLEALLY N33DS SOME SUGAR!!!!!!! _-laughing a bit at the mistake-

[10:58:59 AM | Edited 11:01:53 AM] JAKE: -stirs the sugar in with his own straw- Now then would you care to sit? I do feel dreadfully awful for waking you up...

JAKE: However i couldnt sit by while there was a risk you would be leaving with a crick in your neck come morning! -Technically it IS morning but yknow. Jake is trying to be considerate here.-

[11:03:26 AM]  MEULIN: YEAH SURE!!!!!!! -goes to find a spot to sit down-

[11:04:00 AM]  MEULIN: NAH DONT FURRY ABOUT IT!!!!!!!!!! MY FURRAULT FUR FALLING ASL33P HERE IN THE FURRST PLACE H33H33!!!!!!!!!!!!

[11:06:58 AM]  JAKE: -goes ahead and joins her- Bawww i dont intend on incriminating you. As guilt ridden as i am the company sure is worth it! :) -passes her the drink-

JAKE: Have you been here long?

[12:13:29 PM]  MEULIN: PAWW!!!!!!!!! THATS FURRY NICE OF YOU TO SAY!!!!!!!! -youre too darn sweet jake-

[12:14:33 PM]  MEULIN: WELL I CAME HERE ABOUT 1 AM!!!!!!!!!!!

[12:15:21 PM]  JAKE: -Not as sweet as YOU.- Oh.

JAKE: Canary blues that was some nap!

[12:40:45 PM]  MEULIN: YEAH I ONLY CAME DOWN FOR A SNACK.....I GUESS I NODDED OFF!!!!!!!!!!

[12:48:51 PM]  JAKE: And youre not swamping yourself with work are you? :0

JAKE: I realize you work in service same as i and should your work load be a shad overwhelming... i can humbly offer my services in alleviating your burden!

JAKE: I have plenty of time and energy to spend i assure you!

[1:00:10 PM]  JAKE: I just find it a right shame to see a lovely lady such as yourself worked to the near point of exhaustion. Its hardly fair!

[1:20:40 PM]  MEULIN: OH NO MY WORK LOAD HAS B33N JUST FURINE!!!!!!!!!!

[1:20:57 PM]  MEULIN: THIS LAST MISSION JUST WORE ME OUT IS PAWL!!!!!!!!!

[1:21:22 PM]  MEULIN: THANKS FUR THE OFFUR THOUGH!!!! H33H33!!!!!!!!

[1:24:39 PM]  JAKE: Ah well youre really very welcome! -nods at her, accepting this explanation- And im hearing wonders about this legendary mission that took place.

JAKE: Was it wrought full of spelunking? Any caverns of note???? Some unique and remarkable hole explorations that stand out in memory?

JAKE: Please spare no detail!

[1:26:07 PM]  MEULIN: WELL IT WAS FURRY OILY THATS FUR SURE!!!!!!!!!!

[1:26:51 PM]  MEULIN: WITH OIL IMPS AND OGRES, BUNCH OF US GOT CAPTURED AND JUST POKED BY THE IMPS, IT WAS PURETTY ANNOYING!!!!!!!

[1:27:43 PM]  MEULIN: I GUESS THE OFURS DEFEATED SOMETHING AND IT ALL WENT AWAY???? IT WAS KIND OF LIKE A CASTLE

[1:31:23 PM]  JAKE: Sweet molasses.

JAKE: Oily holes are the worst! >:O

JAKE: Particularly when they are located in the deepest crevices of a castle edifice!

JAKE: I sure hope you showed those slippery bastards what for. Give them the old right hook!!!!!

[1:33:06 PM]  MEULIN: WE FUR DID!!!!!!!!!! I EVEN SENT ONE RUNNING!!!!!!!! -proud boasting smile-

[1:34:56 PM | Edited 1:35:14 PM]  JAKE: Youre damn right you did! With a ferocity like yours????

JAKE: I must say... youve got chompers that rival my own! -peering at Meulin's canines like it's a totally polite thing to do.- Id hate to be on the receiving end of THOSE rip gnashers.

[3:52:03 PM]  MEULIN: -shes giggling at all these compliments- DONT WORRY!!!!!!!  I DONT BITE MUCH H33H33H33!!!!!!! -total huge smile showing them off now, she hasn't gotten compliments like this in quite some time!-

[3:55:57 PM]  JAKE: -IT'S SUCH A SHAME. He's prepared to hand them out and everything.-

[8:42:17 PM]  TAVROS: *He's not been able to sleep after the mission, so he's just up and about killing time and also out for shakes and TREATS. Groggily gathers up some puddings in the cafeteria, movements slow and sluggish.*

[9:02:05 PM]  WQ: -she is gathering up a few things as well, retrieving a cup of yogurt from the line. Boy, this troll looks like he's about to sleep where he's standing.- Greetings.

[9:04:06 PM]  TAVROS: *Holding a pudding cup close and not moving, other than his head bobbing a little. There's a few seconds between the greeting and him responding. He turns, blinking slowly, and smiles.* oH, hELLO, *Looks down where he stands, then back WQ.* sORRY, uHM, aM i IN THE WAY,

[9:07:53 PM | Edited 9:08:09 PM]  WQ: No, not at all. -smiles at him, wondering if she should request medical assistance for immense sleep deprivation. There's been cases all week.-

[9:11:36 PM]  TAVROS: *Small laugh.* oKAY, tHAT'S GOOD, uH, tHAT i'M NOT DOING THAT,

TAVROS: bEING IN THE WAY, bUT i'LL STILL JUST,

TAVROS: nOT BE THAT, *Shuffles some to the side, looking sheepish.*

[9:13:33 PM]  WQ: -stays where she is because he was totally not in the way and she reaches for a plastic spoon. I mean, she can always drink the yogurt. She will attempt to initiate conversation though.-

WQ: Long day?

[9:19:51 PM]  TAVROS: *Grabs a muffin at random to busy himself.* yES, uHM, i MEAN, tHE DAY IS NOT LONGER THAN IT CAN BE, bECAUSE OF UHHH, hOW HOURS WORK, aND THAT, *Rubs at his face.* bUT, iN A SENSE THAT IS METAPHORICAL, iT IS THAT,

TAVROS: lONG,

TAVROS: bUT UHH, *Smiles at her after his tired lil "science" ramble.* tHAT'S FINE, dAYS ARE LONG SOMETIMES,

[9:31:45 PM]  WQ: I...see. -She gets herself some canned pineapple juice-

WQ: Metaphorically long days is a common symptom among everyone.

WQ: -nods at his wisdom.-

[9:35:02 PM]  TAVROS: yES, aH, iT SEEMS TO BE A THING THAT IS HAPPENING, fOR MANY PEOPLE UH, iN RECENT MOMENTS,

TAVROS: *Looks at her.* uHM,

TAVROS: yOURS TOO?

TAVROS: tHE LENGTH OF DAY, bEING LONG,

[9:37:06 PM]  WQ: Only in the sense of fulfilment. And yours?

[9:45:38 PM]  TAVROS: *Nods.* iT IS THAT, yEAH, uHH, bUT THAT JUST MEANS MORE OPPORTUNITIES TO EAT DESSERTS, rIGHT? *Lopsided smile and lifts his dessert filled tray for emphasis.*

[9:50:28 PM]  WQ: -that it quite a display...and it tempts WQ to indulge a little more and grab a pastry from the counter.-

WQ: Indeed it does. -she returns his smile with one of her own- A fulfilling, long day.

WQ: A good feeling, yes?

[10:03:23 PM]  TAVROS: *Rubs his face some more.* uH, yEAH, sURE, *Small laugh.* i GUESS SO,

TAVROS: *Turns to her fully though.* sORRY, i DON'T THINK i HAVE INTRODUCED MYSELF PROPERLY TO YOU, aT ANY POINT, i MEAN UHM, i REMEMBER SEEING YOU AND AROUND, bUT, *Offers hand.* i'M TAVROS,

[10:09:50 PM]  WQ: -doh she forgot to introduce herself too. Perhaps the sleep dep bug is going around.-

WQ: A pleasure, Tavros. I am Qirin. You are head of the science department? -he is, she checked.-

[10:10:01 PM]  WQ: -shakes that hand-

[10:17:07 PM]  TAVROS: *Shakes the hand with as much cheer he can manage in his sleepy state.* nICE TO MEET YOU FINALLY QIRIN, i MEAN, oN A NAME BASIS, *Withdraws hand and nods.* yEAH, tHAT WOULD BE ME, uHM, nOT THAT i AM DOING A LOT OF HEAD DEPARTMENT THINGS, rIGHT NOW, *Now he's just the head of the dessert department.*

[10:28:35 PM]  WQ: Yet you still hold the title. ^_^ -She's doing less public speaking for the behalf of her people and more treating the wounded and being on the run with the rest of the cerw, but that didn't mean she was loved by them any less. At least she hoped. Gestures to an empty table- Shall we?

[10:44:46 PM]  TAVROS: *Small chuckle, rubbing his neck.* tHAT IS TRUE, hEH,

TAVROS: *Slow blinks.* oH, *Perks, getting his tray.* rIGHT, yES, uH, wE CAN DO THE THING, tHE SITTING, *Grins, and wanders over to the table she gestured at. He's doing a great job at words today.*

[11:03:33 PM]  WQ: -Alas, this appears more and more like a case of sleep deprivation. She will carry this troll over her shoulder to the infirmary if he shows further symptoms-

WQ: -pays for her stuff and heads over, sliding into a chair and watching him with a little concern.-

WQ: This is not due to overwork? -Mitzi will not be happy or stand for seeing people fall from exhaustion. And an unhappy Mitzi makes for an unhappy everyone.-

[11:12:34 PM]  TAVROS: *Sits on down at the table with the friendly lady. He yawns, grabbing a pudding cup and prepares for THE EATING. He looks at her while popping the lid.* tHE WHAT,

TAVROS: oH, yOU MEAN ME BEING UH, tHE DAY BEING LONG,

TAVROS: iT'S NOT THE WORK, jUST, iT'S ONE OF UHM, yOU KNOW,

TAVROS: tHOSE DAYS? *Shrugs, smiling.*

WQ: -relaxes. Phew! She opens her own yogurt cup and when Tavros inevitably falls asleep in his dessert, WQ’s gonna carry him to the infirmary and giving him a proper bed to sleep in.-

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ATRIUM SECURITY RECORDING 0244

[10/17/2015 9:02:01 AM]  DIRK: -enters the cafeteria early today with a fussy citrin. They both look pretty tired. He gathers they up some breakfast and wastes no time to take a seat at a table, setting citrin in the chair next to him and setting to peeling an orange for the peach- CITRIN: -soft sad whining and sniffling- [10/17/2015 9:05:03 AM]  ERIDAN: *is WAY MORE RESTED than normal.  That's what happens when your grub is PUPATING.* *walks into the cafeteria and gets his own breakfast* [10/17/2015 9:11:07 AM]  DIRK: -sorry eridan, he doesn't even notice you entering the caf as he is preoccupied with feeding his child- Aren't you hungry? I thought you could always eat oranges. And most other things. CITRIN: -whiiine, sneezes on orange slice- DIRK: ... [10/17/2015 9:11:40 AM]  ERIDAN: *WOW EXCUSE.  Eridan comes right on over and sets his tray down heavily* [10/17/2015 9:16:29 AM]  CITRIN: -startled by the sudden noise and cries LOUDER- DIRK: -STARES at eridan. It would seem that he forgot to put his shades on today- [10/17/2015 9:19:15 AM]  ERIDAN: *oh so THAT'S why you couldnt see him, it all makes sense* *glances at citrin* god shut the fuck up it wwasnt THAT fuckin loud *SIGHS and DROPS one of the muffins he grabbed in front of citrin, thinking he just wants one of his goods* [10/17/2015 9:27:28 AM]  CITRIN: -ignores the peace offering and continues to cry- DIRK: -sighs and lifts citrin to hold him- Leave him alone. I think he might be sick... [10/17/2015 9:32:08 AM]  ERIDAN: *ROLS his eyes* wwho doesnt fuckin like muffins EVVEN wwhen sick ERIDAN: *starts aggressively eating his food* [10/17/2015 9:37:18 AM]  DIRK: -so much protective glaring right now- I'm sure it won't kill you to be a little more sympathetic towards the baby. -grumbles, smooches citrin's head and he calms down a little- DIRK: Anyway, what's up? [10/17/2015 9:41:38 AM]  ERIDAN: *rolls his eyes some* im eatin breakfast thats wwhats up [10/17/2015 9:46:50 AM]  DAVE: -here comes dabe and karl, and Dave sits down next to Dirk with some cereal. Karl goes under the table and attempts to find eridan's hand- DAVE: somethin wrong with cit [10/17/2015 9:55:18 AM]  DIRK: Alright, Eridan. If you don't wanna make conversation, I won't force it upon you. -ignores Eridan cuz he knows that'll bug him and turns to Dave- I think he's sick. [10/17/2015 9:56:52 AM]  DAVE: what seriously DAVE: can i see him [10/17/2015 9:59:51 AM]  ERIDAN: *EYES DIRK before eyeing dave* like thats some kinda fuckin achievvement an besides youre not a fuckin doctor [10/17/2015 10:00:07 AM]  ERIDAN: let alone a TROLL ERIDAN: wwho wwould KNOWW these things [10/17/2015 10:07:31 AM]  DIRK: -ohhhh Eridan is gonna get it. But Dirk must persevere. IGNORE THE FISH, DIRK- You wanna see your uncle Dave? -hands him on over to his bro- CITRIN: -sloth clings to dave- [10/17/2015 10:07:44 AM]  MEULIN: -she has arrived to partake in eating some breakfast, followed closely (like attached to her leg closely) the smol rusila- [10/17/2015 10:08:30 AM]  RUSILA: -sticking her tongue out at everyone as she clings to meulins leg- [10/17/2015 10:12:27 AM]  DAVE: -takes citrin in his arms- what are you thinkin that im gonna pull a full examination here DAVE: i dont give a shit about diagnoses here dude DAVE: just wanna hang out with my nephew -looks at citrin- you not feelin well dude KARL: -puts her face on eridans lap- [10/17/2015 10:13:24 AM]  ERIDAN: *STARES HARD AT KARL* the fuck do you wwant go awway im eatin here [10/17/2015 10:13:35 AM]  ERIDAN: *gently shoves karl with his foot* [10/17/2015 10:13:49 AM]  MEULIN: -hobbles on over the the buffet area and fixes a plate- RUSILA:  >8P [10/17/2015 10:16:40 AM]  KARL: -whines and pants at him- [10/17/2015 10:23:14 AM]  CITRIN: -gently complains to Dave- DIRK: -waves to get meulin's attention- [10/17/2015 10:23:38 AM]  ERIDAN: davve train your fuckin dog better an get him fuckin off me [10/17/2015 10:23:57 AM]  ERIDAN: go mutt *POINTS at a corner of the room* [10/17/2015 10:27:06 AM]  DAVE: -takes a napkin and wipes citrins nose- yeah dont feel good to feel like crap does it DAVE: looks like youre gonna need a visit to doc egbert DAVE: one warning tho hes an embarrassing dork DAVE: karl -snaps his fingers and points down on the other side of him. Karl immediately goes to sit where Dave pointed- also btw shes a girl [10/17/2015 10:33:24 AM]  ERIDAN: do i look like i care [10/17/2015 10:34:02 AM]  DAVE: come on youre gonna hurt her feelings [10/17/2015 10:34:15 AM]  MEULIN: -see dirks waving- HELLO!!!!!!!!!!!!! [10/17/2015 10:39:24 AM]  RUSILA: -runs in to a cart, knocking it over- [10/17/2015 10:39:35 AM]  MEULIN: FURICK!!!!!! [10/17/2015 10:44:45 AM]  CITRIN: -chirrs as dave gives him all this attention- DIRK: Hey, maybe he'll try eating now-- -and there goes rusila- Ho shit. [10/17/2015 10:45:31 AM]  ERIDAN: *JUMPS, dropping some sausage he was about to eat* [10/17/2015 10:46:13 AM]  DAVE: -snuggles citrin but looks up with a bit of alarm as that CRASH happens- holy shit trolls are tanks aren't they [10/17/2015 10:54:29 AM]  NEPETA: *drops down out of the vent quietly behind dave and murmurs in his ear* :33 < (yes) *looks at citrin tho,  remember her? she's steak lady but she also wants to sniff him over Dave's shoulder before she wrecks Meulin for existing within her vacinity.* [10/17/2015 10:58:37 AM]  DAVE: -startles- what the fuck [10/17/2015 10:58:42 AM]  CITRIN: -yes he does. she gets a smile out of him before she scurries away- [10/17/2015 10:58:44 AM]  DAVE: nepeta what the hell [10/17/2015 10:59:56 AM]  RUSILA: -STARES at everyone else gauging how she should be reacting to this crash- [10/17/2015 11:00:02 AM]  ERIDAN: so dirk [10/17/2015 11:00:42 AM]  DIRK: -offering citrin his orange again- Sup, Cap? CITRIN: -takes it this time and nibbles on it- [10/17/2015 11:00:53 AM]  ERIDAN: oh so you are gunna talk to me [10/17/2015 11:01:09 AM]  MEULIN: -puts her plates down to help rusila back up and pick the cart of_ [10/17/2015 11:01:41 AM]  DIRK: -dammit- ... I will if you stop givin' me attitude. [10/17/2015 11:02:36 AM]  DAVE: man you gotta get into apples dude DAVE: oranges are so overrated KARL: -looks over at the cats with concern, scorpion tail wagging like crazy- [10/17/2015 11:03:34 AM]  ERIDAN: im not givvin no one attitude *SCOWLS and rips into another sausage* [10/17/2015 11:04:46 AM]  DIRK: Was there something wanted to say, or did you just want my attention? CITRIN: -looks at dave with big eyes, chewing on his orange. nom nom.- [10/17/2015 11:05:22 AM]  ERIDAN: maybe [10/17/2015 11:05:24 AM]  DAVE: -looks right back at him- not gonna lie you make oranges look good [10/17/2015 11:05:28 AM]  NEPETA: :33 < *leans on Meulin and nuzzles her cheek before making noises at Rusila* hellloooo *to them both* [10/17/2015 11:12:13 AM]  DIRK: -gives eridan a SURE JAN look and turns to his baby again- He loves all sorts of fruit. DIRK: Well, to be fair, he'll eat pretty much anything you hand to him. [10/17/2015 11:18:39 AM]  MEULIN: NEPETAA!!!!!! _hugs on her- RUSILA: -gives nepeta a HUGE grin and bops her on the nose- [10/17/2015 11:18:46 AM]  DAVE: trust me i know that -bounces citrin a little- lil dude can eat huge [10/17/2015 11:23:38 AM]  ERIDAN: *UGH whys it being so hard to hold anyones attention today* *grumpily keeps eating this food* [10/17/2015 11:25:12 AM]  NEPETA: :33 < h33h33h33! *hugs Meulin back and licks the babbies hand post-bop* how pawre mew two? [10/17/2015 11:26:06 AM]  MEULIN: IM GRREAT!!!!!!!!!!!!! HOW HAVE MEW B33N????? ITS B33N -TOO- LONG!!!!!!!!! [10/17/2015 11:26:22 AM]  MEULIN: -cause any time without lejions is too long- [10/17/2015 11:28:35 AM]  DIRK: -he's making you WORK eridan- Heh, he should probably take it easy though. CITRIN: -smiles... and then sneezes on dave- [10/17/2015 11:30:06 AM]  NEPETA: :33 < ive b33n okay, theres a lot of fun things on this pawlanet to hunt!! *right tho? She perks up and drums on Meulin with her hands* i should take you and mewsipaw out with me! [10/17/2015 11:32:50 AM]  ERIDAN: *starts SIGHING LOUDLY* [10/17/2015 11:36:02 AM]  DIRK: ... -starting to wonder which of these two is actually his KID. casually tosses orange peel in eridan's direction while watching citrin still.- [10/17/2015 11:54:14 AM]  DAVE: -winces- ok thats cool DAVE: just gonna wipe this snot off my face DAVE: you know -casually wipes his face off with his sleeve- [10/17/2015 11:56:07 AM]  ERIDAN: *>8((* are you seriously darin to throww GARBAGE at me [10/17/2015 11:56:57 AM]  CITRIN: eheheh. -sneezes again- >B( DIRK: Hmm? Who? [10/17/2015 12:04:31 PM]  DAVE: ok lets just -holds a napkin over citrins nose- [10/17/2015 12:11:13 PM]  ERIDAN: YOU ERIDAN: YOURE throwwin GARBAGE at me [10/17/2015 12:22:46 PM]  CITRIN: -wiggles his nose cuz that tickles and then sneezes once more- DIRK: I do not recall doing such a thing. [10/17/2015 12:25:45 PM]  DAVE: there we go at least its in this thing now DAVE: and not on my face DAVE: well some of its still on my face but you get the gist DAVE: savin lives here [10/17/2015 12:37:48 PM]  ERIDAN: *POINTS his finger at that orange peel* [10/17/2015 12:41:23 PM]  DIRK: So... You mean I did this? -flings another- CITRIN: -giggling some more at the flying orange peels- [10/17/2015 12:52:42 PM]  ERIDAN: fuckin STOP [10/17/2015 12:53:33 PM]  DIRK: But it's making Citrin feel better. -AND ONCE MORE- CITRIN: eheheheh--choo. -he sneeze- [10/17/2015 12:54:28 PM]  DAVE: and another life saved [10/17/2015 12:55:03 PM]  ERIDAN: *FINS FLARE and he stands up some* [10/17/2015 12:55:58 PM]  DIRK: Uh oh. [10/17/2015 12:56:26 PM]  DIRK: He has... lifdoff.

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ATRIUM SECURITY RECORDING 0237

[6:27:03 PM]  JAKE: -Should anyone come into the cafeteria today, there's going to be a generous display of food out. But not just any food, it's all a huge line of MEATS AND POTATOES OF ALL KIND. Steak, porkchops, roast beef, ham... everything! He's just going to call it "Meaty Monday" because that's what it is, obviously and he's great at names. Plus, Jake worked hard all morning to collaborate with the drones for the special feast. Everyone is welcome to come in and enjoy!-

[6:31:05 PM]  DIRK: -where there is meat, there is dirk, and he has a sneaking suspicion he helped inspire this event in the first place. even if he didn't, he's HERE to show his support of meat-

DIRK: -wanders over to the food display and just stares for a moment-

DIRK: Damn.

[6:32:53 PM]  JADE: -wanders in and looks around like WHO'S RESPONSIBLE FOR THIS-

[6:33:39 PM]  JAKE: Damn is right dirk! -stands there in his silly service apron and looks so proud of himself. IT'S HIM. HE'S RESPONSIBLE.- Heres to hoping you enjoy it??? Its practically in your honor chum!

[6:34:29 PM]  MEULIN: -is that MEAT she smells down the hallways? naturally she goes to hunt it down and stops in her tracks to drool at the display in the cafeteria-

[6:34:48 PM]  JAKE: -stops to wave at meulin because he's seen her around before hasn't he??-

[6:36:18 PM]  MEULIN: -shakes her head to snap out of it. and waves back. he looks familiar??- HELLO!!!!!!!!

[6:36:42 PM]  JAKE: HELLO!!!! -equally loud. Are we communicating???-

[6:37:44 PM]  DIRK: -he really shouldn't be eating too much solid stuff, if at all, but fuck it. there's STEAK here. he's stabbing a piece of that and sticking it onto a plate, turning around to see a cat and a dog arrive at the scene.-

[6:39:02 PM]  JAKE: -SPARKLES-

[6:39:21 PM]  JADE: -ears down brows up- this sure is... something!

[6:39:50 PM]  JADE: you said its in honor of dirk?

[6:40:49 PM]  DIRK: Yes. Because I'm a choice piece of meat, of course.

[6:40:53 PM]  DIRK: A beef cake.

[6:41:01 PM]  DIRK: Grade A cut.

[6:41:22 PM]  JADE: pfff!!!!

[6:41:30 PM]  JADE: figures

[6:41:58 PM]  JADE: well im sorry i wont be able to enjoy your honor beef!

[6:42:24 PM]  JAKE: -flushes a little bit because oh gosh. It's Jade talking to him. He tries not to fidget too much and squares his shoulders as he TRIES to reply but then gets run over by Dirk. He deflates.- Oh uh... wont you?

[6:44:10 PM]  MEULIN: _edges towards the meat buffet- DID YOU DO THIS????????

[6:47:03 PM]  JAKE: -Dammit! Now he's all flustered being the center of attention so when Meulin comes over to talk to him, he turns another shade of red.- Yes indeedy i did ma am! Please help yourself!!!! -unconsciously matching her loud tone.-

[6:48:50 PM]  MEULIN: -obviously doesnt notice the tone but finds his blushing to be adorable- MOOG.....THIS IS PAWSOME!!!!!!!!!! -Dont mind if i do. Starts shoveling a plate-

[6:49:06 PM]  DIRK: -jake, please. dirk is staring at him, probably trying to transfer soothing thoughts to him, but just looks really creepy and intimidating-

[6:49:38 PM]  JAKE: -Quit staring at him while you're eating meat!!!!! Also, he's not adorable. He's MANLY AS HELL in his apron!!!-

[6:50:37 PM]  JAKE: Thank you miss uh... im sorry! I never caught your name?

[6:51:22 PM]  MEULIN: -ADORABLY manly-  OH IM MEULIN!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!   YOU LOOK JUST LIKE JAKE!!!!!!!!!!!

[6:52:40 PM]  JAKE: Yes i am jake! Hello meulin! -BIG GRINS. Why are we talking so loud???-

JAKE: I think your name is fairly PAWSOME too! Heh heh!

[6:53:38 PM]  DIRK: -CHEW CHEW CHEW.-

[6:53:38 PM]  MEULIN: -SLIGHTLY confused but she'll go with it- OH COOL!!!!!!!!!! NICE TO M33T MEW!!!!!!!!!!!! H33H33!!!!!!!!!!!!! -thumbs up to his great cat pun-

[6:53:53 PM]  MEULIN: AND HI DIRK!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

[6:54:03 PM]  DIRK: -waves-

[6:55:10 PM]  JAKE: -Golly! Does she have an adorable laugh or what??? Even if she does do cat puns. He's practically sparkling as he basks in her approval.-

[6:59:42 PM]  DIRK: -jake appears to be less stressed now, so he will stop staring like a creep. he's also probably chewed this piece of steak enough by now.- It's good.

[7:00:34 PM]  JAKE: Youre diddly darn welcome dirkus!

[7:04:04 PM]  MEULIN: _takes her plate to sit down and starts to dig in- MOG!!!!!!!!

[7:12:12 PM]  DIRK: -looks at meulin- Pretty tasty, right?

[7:17:52 PM]  MEULIN: （♡⌂♡）SO TASTY!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

[7:19:35 PM]  JAKE: -tries to hide his smiles but is doing a fantastic job of failing. Ahhh!-

[7:20:36 PM]  DIRK: -shit. everyone is cute.-

[7:23:00 PM]  MEULIN: -non stop face stuffing-

[7:34:13 PM]  DIRK: -chewing for eternity. stupid internal organ issues.- So, what's up everybody?

[7:38:11 PM]  JAKE: -well since traffic is slow, Jake helps himself to some steak as well and zips on over to sit with Meulin and Dirk.- Whats up you ask??? Its you whos up bro!

JAKE: Youre feeling all brands of spiffy arent you?

JAKE: To dirk and his crisp bill of health! -raises his fork valiantly before stabbing the steak slab visciously-

[7:42:05 PM]  MEULIN: YEAH!!!!!!!!!! -cheers with a chicken leg and pauses- WAS DIRK SICK?????????

[7:42:55 PM]  DIRK: -glances at meulin- Something like that.

[7:43:40 PM]  MEULIN: PAWWW.....I HAD NO IFLEA!!!!!!!!!!!

[7:43:47 PM]  MEULIN: GLAD YOU ARE OKAY!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

[7:44:28 PM]  JAKE: -blinks at Meulin with the fork still in the steak and then snorts a laugh.- Something like that??? Dirk youre underwhelming in your story telling!

JAKE: Why the sparring bots sword did to you what im doing to this steak right now! -STAB STAB- Hahaha!

[7:44:42 PM]  JAKE: It was awful i hear!

[7:45:07 PM]  MEULIN: -almost spits meat out in surprise- THE FURICK!!!!!!!!!  MOG!!!!!!!!!!

[7:45:48 PM]  JAKE: And hes the scar to prove it! -looks about as proud as if he got the scar himself- Isnt it so dirk??

[7:48:54 PM]  LATULA: -gonna ROLL IN over here, eyeing all the various meats.  DON'T MIND HER-

[7:50:27 PM]  MEULIN: -looks at dirk almost expectantly. she kinda wants to see this scar-

[7:52:55 PM]  DIRK: -stares BACK. he doesn't udnerstand the look she's giving him.-

[7:52:58 PM]  DIRK: -chew chew-

[8:01:43 PM]  JAKE: Damn it all dirk! Show off the scar man! -claps him on the shoulder. Oh heck. Latula's here too! He brightens up, only to abandon his plate for a second.- Latula! Hi! :D

[8:02:20 PM]  LATULA: WH4T UP!

[8:03:08 PM]  DIRK: -OOF. oh god, it's latula. he has to be extra cool, so of course he's gonna show his scar now. that shirt is getting LIFTED.-

[8:03:18 PM]  JAKE: Are you here for the festivities as well? Were celebrating dirks stitched up innards!

[8:03:33 PM]  JAKE: Woah!!! There she blows! -hoots at Dirk-

[8:04:24 PM]  LATULA: 1 w4s just gonn4 oh sh1t. -FLIPS off of her board.  she doesn't flip so much as fall off of it, staggering.-

[8:04:42 PM]  DIRK: -points at the lumpy scar flesh on his EPIGASTRIC REGION-

[8:04:57 PM]  DIRK: Oh. -there she go-

[8:04:59 PM]  LATULA: holy sh1t ok4y y4h! you 41nt d34d 4nd sh1t!

[8:05:14 PM]  LATULA: th4tz 4 s1ck mov3 bro!

[8:06:33 PM]  JAKE: Damn aint that a doozy!!!! -woof whistles- :D!!!

[8:07:14 PM]  MITUNA: -He lurk-

[8:08:43 PM]  DIRK: -don't WOLF WHISTLE AT ME, JAKE- Yes, I'm alive. Barely. -lowers shirt-

[8:09:29 PM]  LATULA: 1T W4S SO ON PURPOS3.

[8:10:45 PM]  JAKE: -It's for the show, Dirk. He tilts his head towards Latula tho.- Hold the phone latula. Youre not seriously accusing him of IMPALING himself for the shits and giggles of the thing are you???

[8:11:43 PM]  JAKE: -totally oblivious to lurking memes-

[8:12:04 PM]  LATULA: UH 1m l1k3 S1XTY p3rc3nt sur3 th4tz 4 l3g1t 4ccus3!

[8:12:04 PM]  DIRK: -now seems like a good time to stuff more meat into his mouth-

[8:12:43 PM]  MITUNA: -Sneakily sneaking to sneak some sausage. Also other variable delectable meats.-

[8:13:08 PM]  JAKE: Hah! -slaps his forehead with a laugh- Now arent you rife with good humor???

JAKE: You COULD say ive damn near split my side laughing so hard! - >:B -

[8:13:44 PM]  JAKE: Dont you agree dirk?

[8:15:33 PM]  DIRK: Mrrm hrmm. -HE'S EATING... IT WOULD BE IMPOLITE TO SPEAK.-

[8:16:12 PM]  LATULA: -GEE MITUNA-

[8:16:15 PM]  JAKE: -finger pistols in his direction- ;D

[8:17:36 PM]  MITUNA: -His girlfriends let him have TWO sausages. However, he scarfed one down and now he's choking. GG Tuna-

[8:18:20 PM]  LATULA: -FLAILING GESTURES AT CHOKING.- ?!?!?!? DUD3!!!! -She's gonna run over and PUNCH HIS STOMACH SHE'S GOOD AT HELPING-

[8:18:30 PM]  DIRK: ...

[8:18:45 PM]  JAKE: -hears the distressing sound of a meme in trouble- 8u -staring-

[8:22:26 PM]  MITUNA: -Gets gut checked by his moirail?????? Makes more distressed noises????? Flails wildly and out of control....?-

[8:23:00 PM]  DIRK: ... -watches this while chewing-

[8:23:05 PM]  LATULA: -IT'S TO KNOCK THE FOOD OUT YOU GOOBER-

[8:24:22 PM]  LATULA: DUD3 HOLY SH1T WH4T D1D YOU DOOO!!!!

[8:24:26 PM]  JAKE: -is just watching like???? Looks at Dirk.-

JAKE: -????????-

[8:24:51 PM]  MITUNA: -Horfs a gob of half chewed meat in Latula's face and takes DRAMATIC GASPS OF BREATH-

[8:25:05 PM]  LATULA: BLUH. -MORE FLAILING AS SHE'S HORFED @ OH NO-

[8:26:03 PM]  JAKE: ... -passes a cup of water over to Mituna.- You alright there bub? Breathing alright???

[8:28:27 PM]  MITUNA: WH47 7H3 PU5FUCK1NG 5H17R07 W45 7H47

 MITUNA: 0H

MITUNA: 7H4NK5 -Gratefully takes the water and sips before falling into a fit of laughter at Latula-

[8:29:02 PM]  LATULA: -is all ON HER ASS and reaching for a napkin to wipe her face- you gott4 b3 C4R3FUL though!!!! >8O

[8:30:13 PM]  MITUNA: Y0U 5H0RYUK3ND M3 1N 7H3 GU7

[8:30:40 PM]  LATULA: CUZ YOU W3R3 DY1N!!!! -DISTRESSED MUFFLES FROM BEHIND A NAPKIN-

[8:30:58 PM]  JAKE: -Oh my! What an interesting fellow! He's kinda laughing at the shenanigans.- Heh heh!

[8:31:08 PM]  DIRK: -dirk is very entertained-

[8:32:17 PM]  MITUNA: WH0 7H3 FUCK 15 C4P741N 8U77ER84LL 0V3R H3R3

[8:32:37 PM]  DIRK: -captain butterball...................-

[8:32:46 PM]  LATULA: oh! oh Y34H!

[8:32:50 PM | Edited 8:32:53 PM]  JAKE: -Butterball??? He's looking around in confusion. Who's the butterball?-

[8:33:03 PM]  ERIDAN: *hi he's here*

[8:33:07 PM]  LATULA: -She scrambles up to her feet.-  TH4TZ J4K3. h3z l1k3 4 sp4c3 hobo who f1ghtz b34rz.

[8:33:27 PM]  JAKE: Eridan!!! My fellow! :D

JAKE: ...

JAKE: Thats me!

[8:33:30 PM]  DIRK: -COME EAT HIS MEAT, ERIDAN-

[8:33:42 PM]  DIRK: -he'd say that out loud but he's still chewing-

[8:34:03 PM]  ERIDAN: i smelled death wwhats goin on in here

[8:34:15 PM]  MITUNA: WH47 7H3 H3LL 15 UP W17H J4K35 4ND F1GH71NG 834R5

[8:35:02 PM]  MITUNA: 15 H3 G0NN4 F1GH7 7H3 CL4M F1GH71NG J4K3

[8:35:21 PM]  JAKE: Whats this about clam fighting???

[8:35:24 PM]  LATULA: uh...

[8:35:31 PM]  DIRK: -tries to ignore what mituna's saying now by shoveling in MORE steak-

[8:35:40 PM]  LATULA: 1ll... t3ll y4 4bout th4t on3 l4t3r k4y?

[8:35:50 PM]  DIRK: -also by waving at eridan a little too enthusiastically-

[8:36:41 PM]  MITUNA: 480U7 WH47

[8:37:05 PM]  JAKE: -confused but then shrugs, turning to eridan too- Join the meaty monday celebrations eridan!

[8:37:41 PM]  ERIDAN: wwhat the shit are you celebratin is this another one a your dumbass human holidays *looks over that meat and starts grabbing some up*

[8:37:58 PM]  LATULA: (4BOUT HOW TH4T OTH3R GUY 1S L1K3 W4Y D34D!)

[8:38:47 PM]  JAKE: If you call dirk being stitched up and whole a dumbass holiday then sure! -snrrrrks and crosses his arms-

[8:39:28 PM]  DIRK: Hrmph. -why did he put so much steak in his mouth?? he's going to be chewing forever, but he can at least express himself by elbowing jake.-

[8:39:47 PM]  JAKE: -OOF-

[8:40:07 PM]  JAKE: -That's right! He had meat to dig into.-

[8:40:39 PM]  ERIDAN: *if only you swallowed meat whole like he does.  he imediately sits down and swallows a sausage*

[8:40:50 PM]  ERIDAN: *if there are sausages*

[8:40:50 PM]  DIRK: -ERIDAN NO-

[8:41:05 PM]  DIRK: -there's definitely sausages. mituna just choked on one.-

[8:41:47 PM]  DIRK: -almost chokes himself witnessing this- Holy-- -cough-

[8:41:51 PM]  DIRK: Damn, Eridan.

[8:42:17 PM]  JAKE: -is trying to concentrate on dicing up his meat here. His brow is furrowed and everything.- Whats going on? -totally missed the sausage swallow-

[8:43:04 PM]  DIRK: He just choked down a whole sausage.

[8:43:48 PM]  JAKE: Sounds alive eridan.

JAKE: Good show! :D

[8:44:10 PM]  ERIDAN: wwhat this is howw i alwways fuckin eat

[8:44:48 PM]  LATULA: >8o

[8:44:56 PM]  JAKE: -is just stabbing his meat slab now. He's terrible with kitchen utensils ok-

[8:45:11 PM]  ROXY: *winking in the distance somewhere probs*

[8:45:29 PM]  DIRK: -nice-

[8:45:35 PM]  ERIDAN: *you know you want to watch this roxy*

[8:46:08 PM]  ROXY: *she gets front row seats all the time and it never gets boring*

[8:48:17 PM]  JAKE: Im glad to know ive earned the captains appreciation for piecing this meal together!

JAKE: It wasnt without assistance of course but... -gaaaah he's just so happy being surrounded by friends. He might be a little emotional right now.- Gosh!!!

[8:48:49 PM]  ERIDAN: oh you didnt cook alla this yourself

[8:50:22 PM]  JAKE: I had the drones help! And had kanayas permission of course.

JAKE: Ive always been a fan of an old fashioned cook out after all! -Actually, it's more or less all he ate for a good twelve years. Not counting jungle fruit and pumpkins.-

[8:51:03 PM]  DIRK: -ur a jungle fruit-

[8:52:42 PM]  MITUNA: -Still trying to process this whole Jake died news.-

[8:53:03 PM]  MITUNA: -404 thinkpan not found-

[8:53:30 PM]  LATULA: -reaches over to tentatively pet the bae-

[8:56:57 PM]  MITUNA: -It's been so long. He has stars in his eyes.-

[8:57:07 PM]  LATULA: omg.

[8:58:23 PM]  MITUNA: -Okay enough of that time to scarf down this other sausage. Right here on the floor. Yep.-

[8:58:33 PM]  LATULA: b4b3. b4b3?

[8:58:39 PM]  LATULA: how 4bout 4 t4bl3 b4b3.

[8:58:45 PM]  LATULA: 4nd... not floor food.

[8:58:53 PM]  LATULA: 1ll g3t y4 som3 sh1t k4y?

[8:58:59 PM]  MITUNA: -OMNOMNOMNOM-

[8:59:14 PM]  DIRK: -finishes up his steak finally. so much chewing, his face hurts.- Did I actually say thank you? This may come as a surprise, but I can be pretty insensitive sometimes.

DIRK: So, thank you for the grub, dude. -more nudges for jake-

[8:59:41 PM]  LATULA: omfg b4b3.

[8:59:44 PM]  ERIDAN: theres no grub here none a this is grub

[9:00:01 PM]  JAKE: -distracted by the guy eating food off the ground. Holy shit, what an inspiration.- Wuh?

JAKE: Grubs???? -ALARMED-

[9:00:10 PM]  MITUNA: WH47

[9:00:25 PM]  MITUNA: 1M 3471N H3R3

[9:00:45 PM]  DIRK: ...

[9:00:54 PM]  LATULA: 1 know!!! th3 ch41rz 4r3 PROBZ w4y n1c3r!!!

[9:01:44 PM]  MITUNA: CH41R5 4R3 F0R 817CH 455 5H17L0RD5 3H3H3H3H3H3

[9:02:36 PM]  DIRK: False alarm. No grubs. -glances at mituna- I guess you've never really met him before, huh?

[9:03:17 PM]  LATULA: dud3 wh4t go3z on w1th you 4nd th3 floor 1s b3tw33n you 4nd your own sk1nny 4ss!

[9:03:36 PM]  JAKE: Never in my days! -appears awestruck by the little amount of fucks given by the dandelion troll.- Are you friends with him as well??

[9:04:17 PM]  MITUNA: -He's gonna stare Latula right in the eye as he slides meat into his mouth-

[9:04:24 PM]  ERIDAN: *swallows steak*

[9:04:31 PM]  LATULA: ...you b3tt3r ch3w th1s t1m3.  -sh3 SITS.-

[9:04:58 PM]  DIRK: Sort of. I mean, I like him well enough. -shifts-

[9:05:45 PM]  ERIDAN: wwho the shit are you talkin about

[9:06:10 PM]  MITUNA: -He'd spite her by not chewing but....eh not this time. He chews and just grins at her-

[9:06:25 PM]  DIRK: Mituna.

[9:06:42 PM]  JAKE: -Pffpfpfpt omfg. He's snickering.- Well enough you say?

JAKE: I say hes straight sails of the party type! :D

JAKE: The fine gent seated aboard the ground of course! Mituna???

JAKE: Hello mituna! Im jake! -waving at him-

[9:07:48 PM]  MITUNA: -Waves dumbly at this guy with a strip of steak hanging out his mouth.-

[9:08:06 PM]  ERIDAN: oh

ERIDAN: *glances at mituna and CRINGES AT THE STEAK HANGING OUT OF MITUNAS MOUTH*

[9:08:15 PM]  JAKE: -stars in his eyes-

[9:08:20 PM]  LATULA: lm4o gross bruh.

[9:08:28 PM]  DIRK: -hrrngg mituna is so cute, tho. he's like a fluffy sollux.-

[9:08:37 PM]  JAKE: -how has he not met this guy before????????????-

[9:08:44 PM]  MITUNA: -Schlooooorp! In goes the steak.-

[9:08:51 PM]  JAKE: :D

[9:09:53 PM]  MITUNA: 5HU7 7H3 FUCK UP -JAMS SOME PORK CHOP IN LATULAS MOUTH-

[9:10:31 PM]  JAKE: -Oh god okay. He's gotta focus on eating or he's NEVER going to stop laughing at Mituna's antics.-

[9:11:06 PM]  LATULA: MPHH!!! -MEAT ASSAULT-

[9:13:43 PM]  MITUNA: -Shhhh. He is giving you meat because he loves you.-

[9:14:13 PM]  JAKE: -That's the spirit, Mituna! Shovel meat at the people you care about. How else can you be expected to prove it?????-

[9:15:11 PM]  DIRK: -thats a great philosphy, jake-

[9:21:28 PM]  MITUNA: -Once he's done assaulting his girlfriend with porkchop, Mituna goes on the prowl for chocolate-

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ATRIUM SECURITY RECORDING 0233

[3:32:20 PM]  GAMZEE: *What is this clown troll up to this time? Surprisingly nothing completely nonsensical for once. He's just sitting at a table, happily eating a sammich with his mouth open, swaying from side to side to some tune playing in his head. The illogically big backpack is on the floor, resting against the table.*

[3:55:13 PM]  HORUSS: -squints at this stupid looking highblood who eats so loudly it's making him cringe. Perhaps if he just takes the longest turn after picking out his bowl of vegetables he'll be able to avoid him completely-

[3:57:56 PM]  GAMZEE: *CHEW CHEW NOM NOM CHOMP. There's probably pieces of bread falling from his mouth. So tasteful. He spots the stranger, and knowing strangers are just friends he haven't met yet, he GRINS with his mouth full of food mush and waves with his entire arm at them. Come over here friendo. :o) *

[4:09:35 PM]  HORUSS: -He winces and grits his teeth at this horrible sight, but he cannot be rude to a person of such...high standing(?) He is not even sure if this idiot counts as a highblood with the way he acts. Still, the horse carefully canters towards the clown, looking mighty weary and unable to hide it since he was still building his new goggles-

[4:11:18 PM]  RUFIOH: -what the hell is this? Horuss is eating and didn't invite him? Well this can't stand for shit and being the abrasive, annoying bull troll that he is, Ruf feels that much more inclined to impose his presence on the 'sprit. It also helps that Gamzee's there so why doesn't he start there? Rufioh slides over and pops a seat right next to the dirty clown.- sup, dudes.

[4:15:18 PM]  GAMZEE: *Yaaaaay! The new friend cometh over hither. He quits waving, swallowing down the food he had in his mouth and quickly wipes at his mouth with the back of his hand. He grins, a little bit of makeup smeared on his hand now.* MoSt mIrThFuL Of sAlUtAtIoNs tO YoU My hOmIe *Offers hand to Horuss.* LeT A MoThErFuCkEr gEt hIs gReEtInG AnD InTrOdUcInG On aLl pRoPeR LiKe iN ThIs sHiT *HUGE clown grin.*

NaMe's gAmZeE, nIcE To bE GeTtInG My mEeTiNg oN At yOu hAh--AaAaAaAh! *He had not noticed Rufioh, and got proper startled when suddenly there was someone next to him. Surprised goat noises.*

[4:17:05 PM]  RUFIOH: -Gamzee pls. He's just sitting there with his elbows up on the table, calm as can be. He's probably snacking on some mini pretzels though.-

[4:20:14 PM]  HORUSS: ... Nice to meet you. -He stares at the hand, and very...very hesitantly grabs it for the most careful quick shake there could be before he pulls it back and stares at the sudden Rufioh. Good. The clown is distracted. Now he can sterilize his hands under the table. He did not want to be sticky when eating his salad!-

[4:21:54 PM]  RUFIOH: -He's got your back, horuss. He nudges Gamzee with his elbow.- hey, man... a1n't seen you around much. you do1ng good?

[4:25:46 PM]  GAMZEE: *Slowly stops making surprised noises and his face just slides back into the usual happy-half-asleep expression he wears on the regular. His hand is surprisingly not as sticky as usual, so Horuss was able to remove his hand from his without any problems. He withdraws his own hand to give him a thumbs up.* PlEaSuRe aLl mInE DoGg, AiN'T NoThIn bEtTeR ThAn tO Be gEtTiNg mY GrEeTiNg oN At aLl tHeSe nEw fRiEnDtYpEs hAhA

GAMZEE: *Is nudged, and turns his attention to Rufioh.* Yo rUfIbRuHfI

GAMZEE: MoThErFuCkEr bEeN OnE ElUsIvE ClOwN I Be rEaLiZiN *Scratches at his neck, seemingly bashful. Quickly gets over it though, and just grins, shrugging.* GoTs nOtHiNg bAd hApPeNiNg aT Or wItH Me, JuSt hEaDiNg wHeRe tHeM TuGs bE BrInGiNg mE, yOu fEeL? bEeN LeArNiNg aBoUt aLl kInDs oF GrOuNd aPpLeS *Seems pretty excited about that honestly.*

[4:28:46 PM]  RUFIOH: ground apples? -appears amused but is totally willing to steer the conversation along. Since Horuss was just terrible at that kind of thing. He's helping him OUT.- sounds l1ke you've been busy, bro. what's go1ng on w1th ground apples?

[4:33:10 PM]  HORUSS: -He's grateful Ruf, don't worry. He was weary about speaking to this clown anyway so he's happy he can go straight to chewing on his first delicious crunchy carrot. Nom nom motherfuckers-

[4:33:25 PM]  HORUSS: -That was terrible language. Bad horse-

[4:34:06 PM]  GAMZEE: *Goat ear perks.* YeAh dOgG!

GAMZEE: JaNe bEeN TeLlInG Me aLl aBoUt tHeM FrUiTs oF ThE UnDeRgRoUnD WhAt wE HaVe bEeN CoNsUmInG OuRsElVeS WiTh *Babbles cheerily. Jane is so great, he likes her.*

GAMZEE: DoN'T KnOw wHaT Is mOtHeRfUcKiNg uP WiTh sQuIsHiNg tHeM AlL So tHeIr iNsIdEs bE On tHe oUtSiDeS, bUt tHaT NoIsE SuPpOsEdLy aLl nOt tO Be gEtTiNg yOuR SnOoZe oN In *Shrugging some. It's a shame. Poor taters. Also nah Russy, you use the language you feel is what you need to be getting out.*

[4:35:48 PM]  HORUSS: -He is not following. Clearly, he is not fluent in mirthful clownish.- You sleep in what e%actly? -Why did he ask...-

[4:37:46 PM]  RUFIOH: ground apples... -and then the light switch goes off.- oh. you mean potatoes.

RUFIOH: ...

RUFIOH: you're sleep1ng 1n potatoes? -stares at him. He can usually follow clown speak but even THIS was a little weird. In the good way tho.-

[4:39:06 PM]  HORUSS: -how is this good? Why does he sleep in potatoes? What is the meaning of all this??-

[4:40:24 PM]  GAMZEE: *Headturn to Horuss, leaning to pet the backpack by the table.* MoThErFuCkEr uSuAlLy bE GeTtInG HiS SnOoZe oN In tHeSe hErE MoSt cOmFoRtAbLe oF CoNfInEs

GAMZEE: BeEn aLl uH *Scratches at his neck, clawing at the underdeveloped gill slits there. He looks pretty sheepish, but is still smiling.* HeArInG AbOuT ThAt sUpOr nOiSe tHoUgH? tHoUgHt tHaT WaS WhAt tHaT WhOlE WhItE MuSh sItUaTiOn wAs

GAMZEE: HaD No kNoW It wAs tHe tAtErS WhO HaD GoTtEn tHeMsElVeS AlL BuStEd lIkE

[4:43:48 PM]  HORUSS: -He should just keep his mouth shut and eat his vegetables. It was hard to get anything smart out of this troll. Horuss was however very good at making things uncomfortable for himself- So you slept in the mashed potatoes?

[4:45:52 PM]  GAMZEE: *Big grin, nodding.* YeAh hOmIe, ShIt wAs rEaL MoThErFuCkInG CoMfOrTaBlE ToO!

GAMZEE: JaNe wAsN'T LiKiNg iT NoNe tHoUgH :o(

GAMZEE: TaTeRs aIn't fOr sNoOzIn *Solemn nod.*

[4:47:44 PM]  HORUSS: I am glad someone with sense taught you how to treat the potatoes. -Not that he knew Jane, but it seemed sensible to not allow sticky clowns in the mashed potatoes-

[4:51:21 PM]  RUFIOH: -just looking on, incredulous about these clown shenanigans. He ends up snorting a laugh though.- man... you get up to some crazy bus1ness, g dog.

[4:52:06 PM]  HORUSS: Are the two of you friends? -He cocked his brow, why...-

[4:58:12 PM]  GAMZEE: JaNe gOt hEr mOtHeRfUcKiNg wAyS Of sPrInKlInG KnOwLeDgE DuSt oN A BrOtHeR

GAMZEE: GoT My kNoW On hOw tO Be tReAtInG ThEm tAtEr tOtS In tHe mOsT GrAcIoUs oF WaYs nOw--

GAMZEE: *Horuss' question makes him perk, and had this been one of those animes you would be seeing sparkles fly on everywhere out of this clown.* YeAh! We lEgIt hOmIeS DoGg *Looks at Rufioh for confirmation, a big grin on his face, swaying happily again. Friendship is so fucking beautiful man, he could cry.* HoNk hOnK

[5:01:19 PM]  RUFIOH: -face breaks out in a grin too. Pfffft.- hell yeah, dude. honk honk. }:)

RUFIOH: obv1ously we're bros. gamzee hooked me up w1th a k1ckass towel once? -You remember, Horuss. It's the yugioh one.- and has bas1cally been a cool bro ever s1nce.

[5:03:27 PM]  HORUSS: -No he does not remember! Don't be dumb!- ...I w001d not hoof guessed. You seem not like the type to be friends.

[5:04:38 PM | Edited 5:04:56 PM]  RUFIOH: yeah but we are! -elbow rests on Gamzee's shoulder.-

[5:07:36 PM]  GAMZEE: *Positively beaming when Rufioh breaks out the honks. :oD !!!* HoNk hOnK! *Horuss' comment seemingly flies over his head.* AlL ThE TyPeS ThErE Be iS FrIeNdTyPeS My dOgG, jUsT GoTtA Be gEtTiNg yOuR MoThErFuCkInG KnOw oN At tHeM So wHaT ThEy bEcOmE FrIeNdIdOs rAtHeR ThAn sTrAnGeRiNoS *Enthusiastic nodding at Horuss. Become his friendido, just dO IT. Glances to the elbow resting on his shoulder and more clown grins happen.*

[5:08:27 PM | Edited 5:08:36 PM]  RUFIOH: -he'd ruffle Gamzee's hair but is too afraid of losing his hand. Eh, whatever. The clown gets hair ruffles.- haha, preach 1t, gamz. }B)

[5:11:36 PM]  RUSILA: -runs through the cafeteria screaming-

MEULIN: -running after her trying to catch her-

-and they gone-

[5:11:50 PM]  HORUSS: ...Friendidos? -That is not how he'd identify anyone he knows. At all. He does not have any friendidos-

[5:12:03 PM]  HORUSS: -MEULIN SAVE ME-

[5:13:12 PM]  MEULIN: =sorry horuss, too busy trying to be a responsible lusus replacement!-

[5:14:41 PM]  GAMZEE: *The clown crow's nest of a hair is actually not that bad this time around. He had to get a cLENSING after sleeping in the mashed potatoes, and has miraculously managed to keep himself somewhat presentable. There's still all those feathers and beads and whatnot to worry about though, so despite being fluffy it might take some doing getting that hand back out, sorry Ruf. Happy honks at the ruffles though, grinning.*

GAMZEE: *But then there is screaming and the poor clown is startled again. He keeps from screaming himself, but sure is giving a thousand yard stare after Meulin and the screaming tiny little one.*

[5:17:41 PM]  RUFIOH: -just makes a face at the screaming grub and the cat troll in hot pursuit. Gdi.-

[5:21:33 PM]  HORUSS: ... That grub is trouble. -He mumbles before he goes back to his salad. Chew this lettuce you dumb horse-

[5:23:08 PM]  RUFIOH: 1 say the grub 1s f1ne. -That is to say her mom is the PROBLEM. Maybe.-

[5:27:39 PM]  HORUSS: -Don't you dare!-

[5:27:46 PM]  HORUSS: -Meulin is a treasure-

[5:31:09 PM]  GAMZEE: *No longer thousand yard stare, but he sure seems to be zoning out. He is just smiling, looking directly at Horuss though obviously not quite there.* :o)

[5:33:21 PM]  RUFIOH: -eats more pretzels for a moment and then sighs. The bull troll is moving to his feet.- anyway... 1 better get go1ng. got some stuff to check w1th eng1neer1ng.

[5:36:46 PM]  GAMZEE: *Snaps out of it when movement happens. Turns  to look at Rufioh, tilting his head.* YoU LeAvIn bRo? *You just got here. Slight sadface.*

GAMZEE: *He smiles again though.* ThAt aIgHt, GoTtA Be cHeCkInG AlL ThEmS MoThErFuCkInG TeChNoLoGiCaL HaPpEnInGs

GAMZEE: Be cAtChInG YoUs lAtEr, YeAh?

[5:39:29 PM]  RUFIOH: yeah... def1n1tely, man. 1'll see you around. -offers him a smile in return tho it looks a little tired. Could be nothing. He pats Gamzee on the back and then turns to Horuss.- you too, horuss. message me? when you get the chance?

RUFIOH: 1'm outt1e. -and saunters off.-

[5:44:37 PM]  GAMZEE: *Just smiling at him like nothing is up, though he makes a note of that tired smile. He'll make sure to drop some bottles of faygo on Rufioh's doorstep, dude needs to get his chill on by the looks of it.*KeEp iT ReAl rUfIbRo *Waves bye byes.*

[5:44:50 PM]  HORUSS: I will. Do not make a mess out of yourself. -Don't be dumb Rufioh. Don't get in trouble-

[5:45:36 PM]  HORUSS: -He misses Rufioh already. Now he's alone with this sticky troll-

[5:52:56 PM]  GAMZEE: *He's got his peepers on you Horuss. He smiles lazily, tilting his head.* GeTtInG My gUeSsInG On tHaT YoU AnD RuFiOh bE HoMiEs tOo mY NiNjA? *He's the best at conversing, yes. Just echoing what Horuss said before honestly.*

[5:55:12 PM]  HORUSS: We c001d be considered friends I assume. -He shrugged and stared at the other while he chewed on another carrot-

[5:58:04 PM]  GAMZEE: *Sits up straight with a grin, chuckling happily.* I MoThErFuCkInG KnEw iT MaN

GAMZEE: CaN Be tElLiNg oF AlL ThEm fRiEnDsHiP SpArKlEs hApPeNiNg aLl aRoUnD In tHe aIr aBoUtS YoU

GAMZEE: MoSt mIrThFuL Of sIgHtInGs tO Be gEtTiNg yOuR EyEs aT

[6:02:51 PM]  HORUSS: -Mirthful of...what.. He is not making sense to him whatsoever. But it's all fine, he'll have to respect the choices of this idiot highblood- I guess there were quite a few sparkles. I hope it was not blinding to you.

[6:10:39 PM]  GAMZEE: *More happy chuckles. This guy gets it!* If a bRoThEr wErE To bE LoSiNg oF HiS EyEsEeIn tHeN WoUlD HeAr nO MoThErFuCkInG CoMpLaInS ErUpTiNg fRoM ThIs mOuTh hOlE ShOuLd iT HaVe hApPeNeD FrOm wItNeSsInG A ShInE SuCh aS ThAt

[6:13:21 PM]  HORUSS: Do we shine that bright? -This was weird to him. Was it that obvious that they were in quadrant now? Was this clown getting it so easily?? Now he's worried!-

[6:17:50 PM]  GAMZEE: LiKe tHe sTaRbItS ThEmSeLvEs hOmIe *Big lazy grin. He's honestly not getting anything, just that they are friends and friendship is like seeing four rainbows at once while also discovering a new faygo flavor. Fucking shining bro.*

[6:21:41 PM]  HORUSS: -No, he is absolutely convinced the clown knows they are together. This is not good. He wanted it secret a little longer. Unless Rufioh had been blabbing already! Ughh- It has not been long. I'd prefer if you did not tell aneighone just yet. -stress eating-

[6:24:41 PM]  GAMZEE: *Slowblink.* WhO AnEiGhOnE? :o?

GAMZEE: *Furrows brows and scratches his hair.* ThInKiNg hAvEn't gOtTeN My mOtHeRfUcKiNg mEeT At tHeM

[6:28:19 PM]  HORUSS: ... ANYone. -He struggled not to pun there, and grumpily continued to eat instead. The nerve...-

[6:41:50 PM]  GAMZEE: Oh! *Laughs, putting a hand to his forehead like DU'H of course.*

GAMZEE: YoU HaS GoT It dOgG *Grins and makes zipping of mouth motion.*

GAMZEE: ThOuGh gOt tO MoThErFuCkInG AdMiT ThAt i aIn't gOt nO KnOw oN WhY YoU WoUlDn't wAnT To bE AlL Up aNd sHaRiNg oF ThAt mOsT BlEsSeD Of nOiSe *Headtilt. Why wouldn't you want people to know about your friendships???*

[6:46:22 PM]  HORUSS: It's recent and some people c001d be upset if they were to know. -He doesn't say it, but he thinks the someone could be Damara. Possibly. Maybe. Definitely Damara. Don't tell Damara, Gamzee-

[6:52:01 PM]  GAMZEE: *Furrows brows and more headscratches. He really doesn't get it, but... He doesn't want to make anyone upset either!* AiGhT MaN *Nods seriously, determined to keep people from being sad.* If tHaT Is wHaT YoUr hEaRt iS TeLlInG YoU AnD So iS TeLlInG At mE ThEn wHo iS ThIs mOtHeRfUcKeR To bE PrOjEcTiN ThAt sHiT OnTo tHe nExT MoFo?

[6:54:30 PM]  HORUSS: Thank you. I appreciate that you will not neigh at aneighone aboat this. Rufioh and I just got back together after all. -Noms an apple he brought for dessert-

[7:04:44 PM]  GAMZEE: *More confused blinking, his head tilted to the side. Got back together??? What? Like in a friendship sense? Did they have a fight ? Oh no... No uh. Wait waait. OH!* OoOoOhHhHhH *Big huge walrus grin. He gets you he gets you. He puts a finger to his nose, pointing at Horuss with his other hand.*

GAMZEE: *Moves hands away and laughs happily.* ThAt wOuLd bE ExPlAiNiNg wHaT ThEm lIgHtS Be aBoUt hAhA

GAMZEE: If tHaT AiN'T SoMe rIgHt mIrThFuL Of nOiSe rIgHt tHeRe tO Be hEaRiN

GAMZEE: FuCkInG MiRaClEs hApPeNiNg iN YoUr hEaRtPlAcE MaN, fUcKiNg mIrAcLeS *Chinhands at him, looking all dreamy.*

[7:06:28 PM]  HORUSS:... E%cuse me? -This clown is so strange. What is he? Horuss just tries to finish his apple a bit faster than usual. not enjoying it like he wanted to- It is not miraculous. At least I w001d not nicker so.

[7:13:19 PM]  GAMZEE: *Big grin.* MiRaClEs mAn

GAMZEE: ThE MiRaClEs gEtTiNg iNtO YoUr hEaRt cReViCeS AnD GeTtInG ThEiR WiCkEd jAmS On tO Be hAvInG YoUr eMoTiOnS GeT AlL WaRm lIkE

GAMZEE: MoThErFuCkInG BeAuTiFuL As aLl hElLs *Wistful sigh. Maybe one day he'll get a quad too. Wouldn't that be something? More soft sighs, looking out into space.*

[7:18:50 PM]  HORUSS: -Is this highblood really a hopeless romantic? That is so...weird. He doesn't quite get it, but his uncomfortable levels are so high right now that this apple is GONE.- Thank you for the encouraging words.

[7:23:47 PM]  GAMZEE: *Sorry Horuss, Gamzee is out of it again. He's just staring at nothing, eyes glazed over as his mind wanders to everywhere but here. He's thinking of hugs and soft gentle words he has rarely ever heard, and he is likely not going to snap out of it anytime soon.*

[7:26:38 PM]  HORUSS: -Horuss just stepped away from the table then and began to head off- It was good to meet you, Gamzee. Do have a nice day. -So polite. And then he runs away-