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KARKAT: *After seeing Aradia he felt good but also... not very good. Better but also worse than he was before. To be dead, really dead and having left everyone but Aradia said to hold onto hope. Among these other some lost souls, he thinks they're lost... All he can do is wander and wait and, hope?*

DOLOROSA:  -She had gotten used to the wandering -- the detachment -- and let that comfort her. It was easy to rest, to lose stretches of whatever time there was here, like shallow pools and infinite seas all the same when treading through. But it was the feeling of something familiar that brought her back to herself. Seeing without truly seeing, she knew the familiar shape, the feeling of these experiences,

DOLOROSA:  the intensity. But it was only after echoing his name,- Kasvik? -That she realized he wasn't.-

KARKAT: *Another voice, less familiar and one he wasn't sure he wanted to hear but it was also.... nice to hear? Karkat stops to look at her, his own blank eyes settling on hers* OH. I, HEY. *It was nice to see her but at the same time that felt awful to say. This isn't where people want to be.*

DOLOROSA:  -She knew she recognized him, but it took a moment to remember fully. It felt like unraveling yarn, pulling these memories back out enough to understand them. She felt just a little more solid, seeing someone so recently familiar.- Karka+... You're here. -The obvious implication didn't need to be said, but she couldn't help but feel a pang of pity.-

KARKAT: *She remembered him, maybe that was a sign that things weren't so disorienting here but that was a blatant lie. Karkat looked over her and paused* YEAH.

KARKAT: I'M, HERE.

KARKAT: WHEREVER HERE IS.

KARKAT: ...IS THIS IT?

DOLOROSA:  ... I suppose so. -She smiles just a little, she thinks.- How are you feeling?

KARKAT: I DON'T KNOW.

KARKAT: NO, I DO KNOW.

KARKAT: I'M PISSED OFF.

DOLOROSA:  I suppose +ha+'s no+ unreasonable.

DOLOROSA:  Wha+ else?

KARKAT: CONFUSED... THIS DOESN'T FEEL LIKE PEACE.

DOLOROSA:  No. No+ qui+e.

DOLOROSA:  Everyone seems +o find i+ in +heir own +ime. Wha+ever +ha+ means in a place like +his.

KARKAT: HAVE YOU FOUND IT?

DOLOROSA:  No+... comple+ely.

DOLOROSA:  I have a lo+ of +hings +o +hink abou+ s+ill, i+ seems.

KARKAT: TIME DOESN'T SEEM LIKE IT'S A THING HERE BUT IT'S TOO LONG TO BE WITH YOUR OWN THOUGHTS.

DOLOROSA:  Those ge+ easier, +oo. Sor+ of...

DOLOROSA:  Drif+.

DOLOROSA:  Depends on how +igh+ly you hold on +o +hem.

DOLOROSA:  -Speaking of which, her brows furrow.-

DOLOROSA:  Do you... remember? Wha+ happened las+?

KARKAT: *Tries to think about it, it feels like he just spoke to Aradia about it. But she was also away for a while... he thinks*

KARKAT: *One word comes to mind* CLOWNS.

DOLOROSA:  -LOUD FROWNING-

KARKAT: *Oh he can relate to that frown, it duplicates on his face as he remembers more* THEY PUT US IN SOME, BULLSHIT MIND WORLD.

DOLOROSA:  ... Voodoos?

KARKAT: YEAH THAT.

KARKAT: KASVIK, HE'S ALIVE THOUGH. EVERYONE ELSE IS ALIVE.

DOLOROSA:  -Well. This thought doesn't sit well for her, but...-

DOLOROSA:  So... You +hink i+'s only you?

KARKAT: IT WAS MY. *He doesn't want to talk about it but now he definitely remembers* I KNOW IT'S JUST ME.

DOLOROSA:  I... see.

DOLOROSA:  -She smiles just slightly again, both sympathy and empathy waking up emotions she had put to rest for some time now, here. She holds out her hand to him.-

DOLOROSA:  Well...

DOLOROSA:  You are no+ alone here.

KARKAT: *Looks to her and reaches for her hand, there were some souls huddled together anyway. Lost together. Maybe this would be better.* ALRIGHT. THEN NEITHER ARE YOU.

DOLOROSA:  -She sort of laughs, her smile easier.- I don'+ +hink we ever will be, anymore.

KARKAT: *He lets himself smile a little. Maybe this is the hope Aradia told him to have*

DOLOROSA: We're all here +oge+her, in +he end.

[taskforcetumut]

ATRIUM SECURITY RECORDING 0230

[3:35:33 PM]  REDGLARE: -She hunts for NUTRITION.  It's one of those times when she retrieves herself a coffee and some items of dubious culinary merit to eat efficiently while looking over reports on her data tablet.-

[3:41:47 PM]  MINDFANG: -While Dualscar isn't around to tell her "I told you so" and look smug because she is doing what he said, Mindfang is getting food in the cafeteria. On her way back with the tray she happens to spy someone she knows.- . . . . . . . .

MINDFANG: -Time to do some invesigating. She sits herself down across the table from Redglare. Sure, she really doesn't like the lady, but she has some respect for her.- Long time no see.

[3:44:48 PM]  REDGLARE: Could b3 long3r.

[3:47:53 PM]  MINDFANG: I take it you are still one of the officers in charge of the shipmen.

[3:50:44 PM]  REDGLARE: -She briefly looks up from her datapad.- Wh4t do you w4nt.

[3:52:43 PM | Edited 3:52:48 PM]  MINDFANG: One of your shipmen was recently injured. Rather horri8ly. Have you done anything to look into it? Or are you even aware of it? -Her tone is not accusing in the slightest, just inquistive.-

[3:55:31 PM]  HANDMAID: -she is very carefully entering, tilting her head to see who redglare is talking to-

[3:56:07 PM]  REDGLARE: 1 d1d not r3c13v3 4 r3port. -She says, simply.-

[3:57:44 PM]  REDGLARE: You h4v3 4 r3port for m3, 1'll t4k3 th3 l1b3rtt of 4ssum1ng.

[3:58:04 PM]  MINDFANG: -Oh. Well. Then this was a waste of her time. She frowns down at her tray and starts stabbing at  her food with her fork.- . . . .I don't know anything yet.

[3:58:37 PM]  MINDFANG: He still hasn't woken up.

[3:59:21 PM]  REDGLARE: Who?

[3:59:31 PM]  MINDFANG: Rhodri, Nitram.

[3:59:42 PM]  HANDMAID: -she approaches the table, slowly.-

[3:59:57 PM]  MINDFANG: -She sees you Handmaid.-

[4:01:11 PM]  REDGLARE: -She pushes her food towards Damara.- Try to us3 th3 fork.  L1k3 1 t4ught you.

[4:01:52 PM]  REDGLARE: Wh4t's h1s cond1t1on?  L4st known wh3r34bouts?

[4:04:04 PM]  MINDFANG: Unconsious, and I was told he was 8leeding into his lungs from 8lunt force trauma. Cuts, bruises, things congruent with Physical violence that I dou8t was an accident.

MINDFANG: I have no idea where he was when it happened. Or any recent time 8efore that.

[4:04:05 PM]  HANDMAID: -she sits down next to redglare, staring at mindfang as she grabs the fork-

[4:04:27 PM]  MINDFANG: -She stares right back at the woman taking the fork.-

[4:05:15 PM]  HANDMAID: -and slowly starts to eat with it while watching her-

[4:06:05 PM]  MINDFANG: -What a weird person.-

[4:07:15 PM]  REDGLARE: -A fist clenches.-  So som3on3 4tt4ck3d h1m.

[4:08:35 PM]  MINDFANG: That much seems pretty o8vious, yes. Unless he decided to punch himself in his head.

[4:09:21 PM]  REDGLARE: No w1tn3ss3s, 31th3r?

[4:09:54 PM]  DOLOROSA: -look at all these favorite people!! she's not getting close just yet, mostly just eavesdropping while she gets herself some tea-

[4:09:55 PM]  MINDFANG: Well I am guessing there was at least one, being the person to have attacked him.

[4:10:37 PM]  HANDMAID: -she's not gonna stop staring at mindfang while she eats-

[4:10:52 PM]  MINDFANG: -wHY?-

[4:11:53 PM]  REDGLARE: -She slams her fist on the table.- 1 n33d to know 3v3rth1ng.  Who would h4v3 gon3 4ft3r h1m?  4ny 3n3m13s?

[4:12:39 PM]  REDGLARE: -She is too absorbed in the mystery to address Dolorosa just now.  But she is DEFINITELY THERE-

[4:12:39 PM]  MINDFANG: And I would CERTAINLY love to 8e a8le to tell you that!

[4:12:56 PM]  DOLOROSA: -whoa ok this is not developing well, she's drifting over now-

[4:13:12 PM]  HANDMAID: -she startles at that fist-

[4:13:18 PM]  MINDFANG: He's a nice guy! I've never really met someone who had anything out for him!

[4:13:54 PM]  HANDMAID: -low growling now-

[4:14:05 PM]  REDGLARE: No on3? No on3 j34lous or pron3 to 4ng3r?

[4:14:43 PM]  MINDFANG: Sure, yeah, may8e his fans or something 8ut any of the ones who wrote him those rediculous letters have no access onto /this ship./

[4:16:39 PM]  DOLOROSA: -tokyo drift mom slips over to Handmaid's side- (Hi, Damara.)

[4:16:44 PM]  REDGLARE: Who would, th3n?  You h4v3 to sh4r3 4ssoc14t3s. N4m3 n4m3s.

[4:17:20 PM]  DOLOROSA: Is... every+hing alrigh+ over here?

[4:17:50 PM]  HANDMAID: -she looks over at  ymirra and continues her growling, although not directed at ymirra-

[4:17:57 PM]  REDGLARE: H3llo Ym1rr4.  -She doesn't break her gaze from Mindfang.-

[4:18:07 PM | Edited 4:18:16 PM]  HANDMAID: -tense as hell-

[4:18:18 PM]  MINDFANG: I told you I don't KNOW! -Now it is her turn to slam her hand on the table, only her robotic one might make a louder noise.-

[4:18:36 PM]  DOLOROSA: -frowntown-

[4:18:50 PM]  MINDFANG: If I did I wouldn't have come to ask you!

[4:19:30 PM]  HANDMAID: -stands up and growls at mindfang- stop!

[4:19:39 PM]  MINDFANG: I know he is friends with Darkleer, and vaguely interacts with her son, -Gestures at Dolorosa.-

[4:20:00 PM]  MINDFANG: And he- -Glares at Handmaid- Why don't you stop.

[4:20:18 PM]  DOLOROSA: Hey, now. Wha+ever's going on, I'm sure we can handle i+.

[4:20:37 PM]  HANDMAID: sound ugly. stop!

[4:20:44 PM]  REDGLARE: -She raises her hand in Damara's direction.- 1t's.  4lr1ght.

[4:21:01 PM]  MINDFANG: Just shut up for a moment will you. -She hisses and turns back to Redglare to finish what she was saying-

[4:21:01 PM]  REDGLARE: D4m4r4.

[4:21:19 PM]  MINDFANG: And I know that my kismesis h8s him, but he wouldn't have 8een the one to do this.

[4:22:24 PM]  REDGLARE: You'r3 sur3 of th4t? H3's th3 most l1k3ly of known subj3cts.  You 4r3n't m3r3ly prot3ct1ng h1m.

[4:22:35 PM]  HANDMAID: shut up! -and she sits back down, frustrated-

[4:22:49 PM]  DOLOROSA: -looks at Handmaid, too- I+'s okay. We can sor+ +his ou+ wi+hou+ ge++ing hea+ed. -looks pointedly at Redglare and Mindfang like chilly down you two-

[4:24:17 PM]  MINDFANG: -Ignores Rosa for the time being.- Trust me it wasn't him. Even if Dualscar has gone soft, this isn't the way he would have gone a8out it.

MINDFANG: If it was him, Rhodri would have 8een dead, or not discovered.

[4:25:11 PM]  MINDFANG: And do you really think I would 8e stupid enough to try and cover one significant quadrant for the suffering of another. -Well. It was grey area.-

[4:25:31 PM]  HANDMAID: -sighs heavily and looks up at ymirra- hate her. too loud.

[4:25:32 PM]  DOLOROSA: -HI TO YOU TOO. she settles down to sit next to Handmaid, sliding the tea her way with a smile-

[4:26:29 PM]  HANDMAID: -stares at the tea-

[4:27:39 PM]  REDGLARE: D3p3nds.  -She's going to question him anyways. Better safe than sorry.- W3r3 th3re 4ny s1gn1f1c4nt d3v3lopm3nts l4t3ly?  Som3th1ng h3 m1ght h4v3 m3nt1on3d to you, 3v3n 1n p4ss1ng.

[4:28:03 PM]  DOLOROSA: -eyebrows a little at Mindfang cuz she knows one very big reason that logic is flawed but- (She's upse+. Trolls can be difficul+ +ha+ way.)

[4:28:43 PM]  MINDFANG: -She huffs and folds her arms tightly, leaning back in her chair.- Yes. Actually. They started getting along 8etter.

[4:29:00 PM]  MINDFANG: -So she's been vaguely told-

[4:29:49 PM]  MINDFANG: -Glances over at Rosa and handmaid again when she hears whispering.-

[4:30:38 PM]  REDGLARE: H1m 4nd th3 k1sm3s1s?

[4:31:32 PM]  MINDFANG: -Turns back to Redglare- Yes.

[4:31:51 PM]  MINDFANG: They have started having more civil convers8tions over messenger.

[4:31:59 PM]  HANDMAID: -she understands, and nods- mad.

[4:32:40 PM]  REDGLARE: 1s th4t 4ll you know?  D1d 4nyth1ng prompt th3 ch4ng3 1n 4tt1tud3?

[4:34:25 PM]  MINDFANG: Me 8eing in prison it would seem.

[4:34:35 PM]  REDGLARE: 4h.

[4:36:32 PM]  MINDFANG: Dualscar informed me they spoke a8out a mutual su8ject, and it went 8etter then any of their past convers8tions.

[4:37:11 PM]  MINDFANG: . . . -She pauses to think again.- Will you 8e looking into their previous convers8tions 8ecause of this? Of what I have told you.

[4:38:05 PM]  REDGLARE: 1 don't s33 how th3y'r3 r3l4v3nt.  1f 1t b3com3s n3c3ss4ry, 1t m4y b3 cons1d3r3d.

[4:39:05 PM]  MINDFANG: Well, if you do. Don't take anything Duahne said seriously.

MINDFANG: He rarely means his threats.

[4:42:35 PM]  REDGLARE: 1 w1ll f4ctor th4t 1nto my 1nv3st1g4t1on.  -She adjusts her glasses.- 1 cons1d3r f1nd1ng th3 4ctu4l culpr1t to b3 of s1ngul4r 1mport4nc3.  S3cur1ty logs w1ll b3 consult3d for3most; oth3r l34ds cons1d3r3d 1f th3y prov1d3 no subst4nt14l 3v1d3nc3.

REDGLARE: You s41d you would not h4v3 com3 to m3 1f you'd known.  You would h4v3 t4k3n r3v3ng3, r1ght?

[4:46:06 PM]  MINDFANG: -The corner of her mouth twisted upwards into a smile and she let out a short "Hah."- As if I would risk my own freedom and possi8ly my life for something so trivial as physical revenge.

MINDFANG: I simply want to know what happened. Who did it. Why they did it. I would never risk acting against them, myself.

[4:46:33 PM]  REDGLARE: Sur3.

[4:46:50 PM]  REDGLARE: 1'll look 1nto 1t 4s soon 4s poss1bl3.

[4:48:27 PM]  MINDFANG: Thank you. -Finally looks over to Ymirra without a pissed off expression.- Nice to see you again.

[4:50:13 PM]  REDGLARE: 4nd you'll r3port to m3.  1f you f1nd out mor3.

[4:50:39 PM]  MINDFANG: Sure.

[4:59:15 PM]  DOLOROSA: -sips tea since Handmaid ain't touching it- I would ask how you're doing...

[4:59:44 PM]  MINDFANG: Just peachy keen.

[5:01:14 PM]  REDGLARE: -Heaves a sigh.- Sorry, Ym1rr4.  Th4t w4s rud3. -She leans over to look towards Damara and check on her.-

[5:04:36 PM]  DOLOROSA: No +rouble. I was +he one in+errup+ing.

[5:06:07 PM]  REDGLARE: -She clears her throat.- P3rsonn3l 1ssu3.  1s 4ll.  How 4r3 you?

[5:10:19 PM]  DOLOROSA: I'm fine.

DOLOROSA: Seems like qui+e a few of us have been ge++ing injured la+ely.

[5:10:46 PM]  MINDFANG: Seems like it, yes. -Starts eating some of her food finally.-

[5:11:49 PM]  REDGLARE: No s1gns of b31ng conn3ct3s, 4r3 th3r3?

[5:17:32 PM]  HANDMAID: -looks between all of them-

[5:22:26 PM]  UNCLE BRO: -Saunters in and fixes himself a latte-

[5:23:19 PM]  MINDFANG: -Spots the guy she shares a bathroom with out of the corner of her eye.-

[5:24:12 PM]  DOLOROSA: Unless +here's ano+her renegade robo+, probably no+.

[5:24:59 PM]  REDGLARE: ...

REDGLARE: -Quietly jots down: potential suspect, renegade robot.-

[5:25:56 PM]  UNCLE BRO: -He takes a seat with the group and  kicks his feet up, sipping his coffee-

UNCLE BRO: What up

[5:26:27 PM]  REDGLARE: 4tt3mpt3d murd3r.

[5:27:07 PM]  UNCLE BRO: Who got wrecked this time -Blows mindfang a kiss-

[5:27:18 PM]  MINDFANG: My m8sprit.

[5:27:41 PM]  UNCLE BRO: Oh

[5:28:01 PM]  MINDFANG: Oh indeed.

[5:28:12 PM]  MINDFANG: Don't worry, I wont hold it against you.

[5:28:36 PM]  UNCLE BRO: He gonna be alright

[5:29:16 PM]  MINDFANG: I'm sure of it. The 8lood was drained, and imedi8 damage repaired. He'll most likely make a full recovery.

[5:29:29 PM]  REDGLARE: 1'm go1ng to sp4r3 mys3lf th3 3ffort of 4sk1ng 1f you 3v3n know h1m.

[5:30:34 PM]  UNCLE BRO: Sounds good ive heard mostly good things about him

[5:30:53 PM]  REDGLARE: Most p3opl3 h4v3, 1t s33ms.

[5:31:00 PM]  UNCLE BRO: -You get an air smooch too Redglare-

[5:32:43 PM]  REDGLARE: -Excalibur faces.- 1 w4s t4lk1ng 4bout 4ss4ult 4nd b4tt3ry.  -OFFENDED BY THE ENTIRE BRUNCLE-

[5:34:05 PM]  UNCLE BRO: -LEANS ALL IN HER SPACE TO LOOK AT HER DATAPAD-

[5:34:25 PM]  UNCLE BRO: Got any suspects so far

[5:34:51 PM]  MINDFANG: -This guys clearly got no sense of personal space, and shes gotta share the bathroom with him.-

[5:35:01 PM]  REDGLARE: -She covers it with her hand.- 1 4m br34th1ng h3r3.

[5:38:12 PM]  UNCLE BRO: Yeah i know thats why people call me breathtaking -Did he see robot? Don't worry Arissa he has something planned for you. Hope you like the 90's and jpeg artifacts because guess what our bathroom theme is gonna be-

[5:38:17 PM]  HANDMAID: -does not like this intrusion of personal space and pushes uncle bro- no.

[5:38:50 PM]  UNCLE BRO: Woah hey my bad

[5:39:14 PM]  HANDMAID: bad. you.

[5:39:17 PM]  REDGLARE: Th4t's D4m4r4.  D4m4r4 you c4n tol3r4t3 h1m 1f you w1sh.

[5:40:08 PM]  UNCLE BRO: -Leans away because he remembers this girl-

UNCLE BRO: Damara you say

UNCLE BRO: Isnt the other one named damara

[5:40:35 PM]  UNCLE BRO: Anyway my pleasure and i promise i aint that bad

[5:40:56 PM]  HANDMAID: -looks him over-

[5:41:00 PM]  REDGLARE: D1ff3r3nt on3.  Don't know 1f th3y'v3 m3t.

[5:41:04 PM]  DOLOROSA: (Says you.)

[5:41:14 PM]  MINDFANG: -Scoffs a bit at Davenforth and puts her fork down.-

[5:42:02 PM]  MINDFANG: So, Dave isn't is? Have you figured out what we are to do with all that rotting plant material in our ablution trap?

[5:44:27 PM]  UNCLE BRO: Oh gotcha -Waggles eyebrows at Rosa. Hola boo-

UNCLE BRO: No clue i was thinking of keeping it there it can be like our bathroom buddy

[5:44:50 PM]  REDGLARE: Pl4nt m4t3r14l?

[5:44:53 PM]  MINDFANG: In my personal opinion we may 8e a8le to use it in some way.

[5:45:34 PM]  MINDFANG: A larger quantity of fermented ca88age. Left 8ehind 8y the former creatures that lived there.

[5:46:48 PM]  UNCLE BRO: Back on earth we call it sauerkraut

[5:48:19 PM]  MINDFANG: Sauerkraut?

[5:48:39 PM]  DOLOROSA: -SIPS TEA-

[5:48:51 PM]  DOLOROSA: Sauerkraut.

[5:49:30 PM]  UNCLE BRO: Hell yeah throw that shit on a hot dog

[5:51:43 PM]  DOLOROSA: I feel like I've heard +ha+ somewhere before.

[5:52:07 PM]  MINDFANG: Then perhaps you can take the li8erty of emptying it out. If you enjoy consuming it.

[5:52:37 PM]  UNCLE BRO: Nah it seems to bother you more

[5:53:20 PM]  MINDFANG: -Huffs.-

[5:55:44 PM]  UNCLE BRO: -Sips his coffee-

[6:07:30 PM]  DOLOROSA: I'm sure Kanaya can +ake care of i+.

[6:12:35 PM]  REDGLARE: Sounds.  Pl34s4nt. Should t4k3 4n 4blut1on 1n 1t.

[6:13:03 PM]  MINDFANG: If you would like to 8e the first, 8e my guest.

[6:13:18 PM]  REDGLARE: 1 h4v3 my own ch4mb3r.

[6:45:27 PM]  UNCLE BRO: Sounds like someones afraid of getting their hands a little dirty

UNCLE BRO: Its so much easier to pass it off to someone else huh

[6:46:28 PM]  HANDMAID: -looks at uncle bro- dirty.

[6:46:57 PM]  HANDMAID: suck bulge. ha ha. -hilarious-

[6:48:02 PM]  UNCLE BRO: Now you know what a good time is -Sips more coffee-

[6:50:54 PM]  REDGLARE: D4m4r4, don't 3ncour4g3 h1m.

[6:51:23 PM]  HANDMAID: -glances at redglare and then back to davenforth- bad time.

[6:52:32 PM]  REDGLARE: Prob4bly th3 worst

[6:52:46 PM]  HANDMAID: worst time.

[6:53:50 PM]  UNCLE BRO: On my worst behavior

[6:55:48 PM]  HANDMAID: oh.

[6:56:39 PM]  REDGLARE: 4ssum3 th4t 4s 4 rul3.

[6:57:29 PM]  UNCLE BRO: Cut me some slack chief

[6:57:40 PM]  REDGLARE: Why?

[7:04:11 PM]  UNCLE BRO: Because damara should be allowed to formulate her own opinion of me without your crimson tint

[7:04:52 PM]  HANDMAID: -points at his shades- why?

[7:04:57 PM]  HANDMAID: stupid. inside.

[7:06:20 PM]  UNCLE BRO: No its awesome

[7:07:25 PM]  HANDMAID: -gives him an incredulous look.- what.

[7:07:29 PM]  MINDFANG: Its also a bit impractical.

[7:08:21 PM]  UNCLE BRO: Looks totally bitchin

[7:08:23 PM]  REDGLARE: 1 4m noth1ng 1f not f41r.

[7:08:51 PM]  UNCLE BRO: Youre fair in your own warped sense of the word

[7:08:51 PM]  HANDMAID: bitchin?

[7:09:05 PM]  REDGLARE: Sh3's do1ng just f1n3 on h3r own.

[7:09:19 PM]  UNCLE BRO: Yep bitchin that means really cool

[7:09:41 PM]  HANDMAID: bitchin.

[7:10:00 PM]  UNCLE BRO: Hell yeah

[7:11:34 PM]  HANDMAID: no bitchin. -grins in bruncle's direction because HILARIOUS-

[7:12:01 PM]  UNCLE BRO: Heh -Grins back-

[7:12:20 PM]  UNCLE BRO: Looks like i gotta step it up

[7:12:46 PM]  HANDMAID: -she nods in affirmation.- yes.

[7:13:18 PM]  UNCLE BRO: -Snorts- Youre a tough critic you know that

[7:13:49 PM]  HANDMAID: -stares at him-

[7:14:55 PM]  UNCLE BRO: -Nothing but dark polarized glass looks back-

[7:18:35 PM]  HANDMAID: hello.

[7:33:30 PM]  REDGLARE: >:o

[7:33:43 PM]  REDGLARE: -she's sure not gonna step in-

[8:17:39 PM]  UNCLE BRO: Whats up

[8:18:25 PM]  HANDMAID: no. say hello. -her eyebrows furrow-

[9:02:55 PM]  UNCLE BRO: Hello

[9:03:34 PM]  HANDMAID: good. right.

[9:45:23 PM]  UNCLE BRO: Youre good

[9:47:34 PM]  HANDMAID: -she seems surprised- good?

[9:48:01 PM]  REDGLARE: -QUIETLY OBSERVING AND EVALUATING-

[10:39:12 PM]  UNCLE BRO: Yeah youre doin good

[10:48:48 PM]  HANDMAID: -SURPRISING FOR SURE- good thing. -glances at redglare- thank you?

[10:50:22 PM]  UNCLE BRO: Youre welcome keep it up damara

[10:50:49 PM]  HANDMAID: -looks at bro.- you. not bad.

[10:53:42 PM]  UNCLE BRO: Oh -He looks kind of shocked actually-

UNCLE BRO: Thank you

[10:54:04 PM]  REDGLARE: -She's just as shocked.- W3ll. Suppos3 you got lucky.

[10:54:09 PM]  HANDMAID: you welcome.

[11:31:57 PM]  UNCLE BRO: Would you like some more food -Hush Redglare, he's been blessed on this day-

[11:32:19 PM]  HANDMAID: -squints a little-

[11:32:22 PM]  DOLOROSA: -in the bg like 8)-

[11:32:22 PM]  HANDMAID: yes.

[11:32:51 PM]  DOLOROSA: I+'s cer+ainly nice +o see you bo+h ge++ing along wi+h someone (for once).

[11:33:18 PM]  HANDMAID: LIKE redglare.

[11:33:32 PM]  UNCLE BRO: I get along with people just fine

[11:33:44 PM]  REDGLARE: 1 don't count.

[11:33:51 PM]  REDGLARE: 1'm 34sy to g3t 4long w1th.

[11:33:54 PM]  DOLOROSA: Mmmmm.

[11:33:55 PM]  HANDMAID: whaaat?

[11:34:18 PM]  UNCLE BRO: Yeah chief youre so easy to get along with

[11:34:36 PM]  REDGLARE: Th4t w4s not 4ddr3ss3d to you.

[11:36:54 PM]  UNCLE BRO: I was just cosigning

UNCLE BRO: You wanna come with me to show me what you want damara -He moves to stand up-

[11:38:40 PM]  HANDMAID: yes. -she looks at redglare, almost for approval-

[11:38:58 PM]  REDGLARE: Go 4h34d.  H3 won't po1son you.

[11:39:57 PM]  DOLOROSA: No. He'll jus+ make bad jokes in your direc+ion.

[11:40:05 PM]  DOLOROSA: Good luck.

[11:40:15 PM]  REDGLARE: Th4t's not tox1c.

[11:40:17 PM]  HANDMAID: -she stands up to go with him, then- yes.

[11:40:20 PM]  UNCLE BRO: Bad jokes are gonna save your life one day mirra

[11:40:20 PM]  REDGLARE: ...For th3 most p4rt.

[11:40:51 PM]  DOLOROSA: -snrk-

[11:41:08 PM]  DOLOROSA: I'm coun+ing on you, +hen.

[11:41:32 PM]  HANDMAID: -heads on over to the food-

[11:43:26 PM]  UNCLE BRO: -He heads on over too, grabbing a plate to heap food on for Handmaid.-

UNCLE BRO: What do you like

[11:44:18 PM]  HANDMAID: -she pauses and points at stuff because she has no idea what it's called-

[11:46:14 PM]  DOLOROSA: ... Well, +ha+'s cu+e.

[11:46:27 PM]  DOLOROSA: -looks @ redglare-

[11:46:40 PM]  UNCLE BRO: -He takes it upon himself to tell her what the things are that she points to-

[11:47:09 PM]  HANDMAID: -she's learning more today! and she repeats the names that he says after he says them-

[11:47:33 PM]  REDGLARE: 1t. 1s. -She folds her arms.-  1t's good.  Sh3 n33ds fr13nds.  H3's not compl3t3ly d3plor4bl3.

[11:47:57 PM]  DOLOROSA: -snrk- High praise.

[11:48:53 PM]  REDGLARE: Y3s, 1 know.

[11:49:42 PM]  DOLOROSA: I don'+ +hink I've ever seen her do so well, +hough. I+'s nice.

[11:49:54 PM]  REDGLARE: ...Sh3's b33n 1mprov1ng.

[11:50:05 PM]  DOLOROSA: A li++le more every day, i+ seems.

[11:50:22 PM]  DOLOROSA: You've been good for her, +oo.

[11:50:55 PM]  REDGLARE: -And with that she sort of looks away.  DIRECT PRAISE? NO SHE'S NOT ACCEPTING THAT.-  W3ll.  Sh3 l34rn3d onc3.

[11:53:05 PM]  UNCLE BRO: -He feels good right now. He feels good doing a good for this person that's...been through a lot it seems. But it was mostly nice to just kinda...be...Damara's gonna get some chocolate cake too- And this is chocolate cake

UNCLE BRO: Its

UNCLE BRO: Bitchin

[11:53:26 PM]  REDGLARE: -STFU YOU'RE NOT SUPPOSED TO BE CUTE-

[11:53:32 PM | Edited 11:53:42 PM] HANDMAID: bitchin chocolate cake.

[11:53:44 PM]  REDGLARE: -she is having many mixed feelings-

[11:53:45 PM]  HANDMAID: yes. good.

[11:55:23 PM]  UNCLE BRO: Alright is that all

UNCLE BRO: You ready to eat

[11:55:31 PM]  DOLOROSA: -it's just hard not to spy and smile, stfu redglare ACCEPT MY LOVE. with that she peers at ms. officer again, leaning toward her a little- We should visi+ again some+ime, +oo. I wan+ +o make sure you're no+ overworking yourself.

[11:55:39 PM]  HANDMAID: yes.

[11:56:30 PM]  REDGLARE: 1 h4v3 4 r1ght.  Som3on3 w4s 4tt4ck3d r3c3ntly.

[11:57:10 PM]  DOLOROSA: So I heard.

[11:57:19 PM]  DOLOROSA: S+ill, +hough.

[11:57:23 PM]  UNCLE BRO: Alright lets go -Heads back to the table-

[11:57:28 PM]  REDGLARE: 1 wouldn't m1nd t4k1ng 4 f3w m1nut3s.

[11:58:30 PM]  HANDMAID: -walks right back, watching the food the entire time-

[11:59:11 PM]  DOLOROSA: -leans back and shakes her head- A+ leas+ a few is all I ask.

[12:00:27 AM]  UNCLE BRO: -Sets the food on the table and goes right back to lounging- Whatd i miss ladies

[12:01:06 AM]  HANDMAID: -she sits right back down and starts to EAT-

[12:01:07 AM]  DOLOROSA: Well, we were +alking abou+ you, na+urally.

[12:01:25 AM]  UNCLE BRO: Youd think id be used to it by this point

[12:01:31 AM]  REDGLARE: >:I

[12:02:27 AM]  DOLOROSA: Hones+ly.

[12:02:41 AM]  UNCLE BRO: -COCKY COFFEE SLURP AT REDGLARE-

[12:03:06 AM]  REDGLARE: -SHE'S NOT GOING TO SLAP IT OUT OF HIS HANDS BUT SHE'S GOING TO THINK ABOUT IT AND FIND GREAT SATISFACTION IN THAT THOUGHT.-

[12:03:58 AM]  DOLOROSA: -pls, looks at Handmaid- How's +he cake?

[12:04:25 AM]  HANDMAID: -she's eaten half of it already- yes.

[12:04:36 AM]  HANDMAID: much yes.

[12:04:41 AM]  UNCLE BRO: -Wow Talula look at how delicious this coffee is-

[12:05:08 AM]  DOLOROSA: Ahaha, I see +ha+.

[12:05:19 AM]  REDGLARE: Sh3's m4k1ng up for lost t1m3.

[12:05:22 AM]  DOLOROSA: Maybe I should ge+ some.

[12:05:56 AM]  HANDMAID: yes. try.

[12:06:38 AM]  DOLOROSA: Too bad I don'+ have my own handsome escor+.

[12:06:55 AM]  UNCLE BRO: -Glasses gleam-

[12:07:06 AM]  DOLOROSA: -stands and shuffles toward the food-

[12:07:15 AM]  HANDMAID: handsome?

[12:07:46 AM]  REDGLARE: Why don't you just r3l4x.  -She slips out of her seat to FOLLOW HER because she saw that gleam dave.  she SAW it.-

[12:08:57 AM]  DOLOROSA: -o hi redglare- Oh. I guess I have +o +ake +ha+ back.

[12:09:15 AM]  REDGLARE: Consol4t1on.  Wh4t do you 34t?

[12:09:38 AM]  UNCLE BRO: Uh

UNCLE BRO: Yeah handsome

UNCLE BRO: Thats uh good looking

[12:10:21 AM]  HANDMAID: pretty?

[12:10:33 AM]  DOLOROSA: Cake, +oday.

[12:10:48 AM]  UNCLE BRO: Yeah except for a guy

[12:11:25 AM]  HANDMAID: stupid. like pretty better.

[12:12:56 AM]  REDGLARE: C4k3.  1 c4n 4ppr3c14t3 th4t on occ4s1on.  -She cuts off a segment.  It's... cake. It looks pretty good.  She looks down at the plate, not making any motion to give it over to Ymirra.-

[12:13:06 AM]  UNCLE BRO: Yeah well i cant argue with that

[12:13:45 AM]  HANDMAID: you pretty?

[12:14:09 AM]  UNCLE BRO: I dont know am i

[12:14:18 AM]  UNCLE BRO: Youre pretty

[12:15:16 AM]  HANDMAID: yes. you pretty.

HANDMAID: -and then she touches her face.- what?

[12:15:33 AM]  DOLOROSA: ... Redglare?

[12:15:53 AM]  UNCLE BRO: Yep youre pretty

UNCLE BRO: I dont make the rules i just enforce them and youre pretty

[12:17:25 AM]  HANDMAID: oh. -surprise-

[12:17:41 AM]  REDGLARE: ...Oh.  Y34h. H4ndsom3.

[12:18:00 AM]  REDGLARE: -She closes her eyes and holds the plate towards her, looking away as though she's trying to saw off her own ankle.-

[12:20:14 AM]  DOLOROSA: -blinks a few times and reaches for the plate, then sets it down- Talula.

[12:20:49 AM]  REDGLARE: T4k3 1t f4r 4w4y from m3.

[12:21:21 AM]  DOLOROSA: This is abou+ +he cake?

[12:21:58 AM]  REDGLARE: Y3S.

[12:23:03 AM]  DOLOROSA: Oh.

[12:23:16 AM]  DOLOROSA: ... Wha+?

[12:23:31 AM]  REDGLARE: ...

[12:23:46 AM]  UNCLE BRO: Yep

[12:23:48 AM]  REDGLARE: Don't qu3st1on 1t.  Th1s 1s your c4k3.  -why did she put hereself near pastries-

[12:24:49 AM]  DOLOROSA: Alrigh+. I won'+ ask about cake anymore.

[12:24:54 AM]  DOLOROSA: -fuckin PLS-

[12:25:04 AM]  DOLOROSA: -takes the cake....-

[12:25:09 AM]  DOLOROSA: -back to the table-

[12:25:41 AM]  REDGLARE: -She... she's going to have to steal it from her.  When she's not looking.-

[12:25:44 AM]  REDGLARE: -yes.-

[12:26:32 AM]  UNCLE BRO: -Hey there's a hotcake over here for ya-

[12:27:20 AM]  DOLOROSA: -no-

[12:28:16 AM]  HANDMAID: -she's had her social fill for the day and just gets up and walks back to the room-

[12:28:29 AM]  UNCLE BRO: Seeya damara

[12:28:36 AM]  HANDMAID: goodbye.

[12:28:48 AM]  DOLOROSA: -WAVES, THATS MY CINNAMON BUN RIGTH THERE!!!-

[12:29:06 AM]  REDGLARE: -:OOOOOO GOOD BYE DAMARA-

[12:32:51 AM]  UNCLE BRO: Well now i gotta get me some cake -He gets up to go get some cake too and it's a HUGE slice-

[12:33:10 AM]  DOLOROSA: -i take the cake............ and EAT IT-

[12:41:10 AM]  REDGLARE: -jfc.- 1'm go1ng to go follow D4m4r4.  -SHE IS HURRIEDLY AWAY.-

[12:41:40 AM]  DOLOROSA: ... I don'+ unders+and.

[12:41:51 AM]  UNCLE BRO: Yeah me neither

[12:42:05 AM]  UNCLE BRO: Sometimes my beauty is just too overwhelming though

[12:42:13 AM]  DOLOROSA: -ROLLS EYES but smiles-

[12:42:14 AM]  UNCLE BRO: You should know

[12:42:36 AM]  DOLOROSA: Yes. Your looks send women miles away.

[12:42:44 AM]  DOLOROSA: Qui+e an accomplishmen+.

[12:43:18 AM]  UNCLE BRO: I know you meant that as an insult but you know how gorgeous this face is dont lie

[12:48:22 AM]  DOLOROSA: -chinhands- Well, along wi+h woman, I happen +o fall under +he ravenous blood-sucking day crea+ure ca+egory.

DOLOROSA: Take +ha+ how you will.

[12:50:53 AM]  UNCLE BRO: I get it you like to suck theres no need to advertise this every time we meet mirra

[12:53:21 AM]  DOLOROSA: -gdi- Well, I'd be more surprised if you had forgo++en.

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ATRIUM SECURITY RECORDING 0161

REDGLARE: -TROLL IN UNDERWEAR WITH WINGS STREAKING BACK THE OTHER DIRECTION THROUGH THE SHIP- [5/24/2015 6:41:31 PM] DARKLEER: -CRUSHES HIS COFFEE MUG- [5/24/2015 6:41:55 PM] REDGLARE: -AIN'T GIVE NO SHITS- [5/24/2015 6:41:55 PM] DOLOROSA: -yes, there should be more of this, i approve entirely- [5/24/2015 6:42:20 PM] NEPETA: *draws these draws* [5/24/2015 6:43:10 PM] DARKLEER: -he's going to report this indecency- [5/24/2015 6:44:52 PM] DOLOROSA: -is gonna report darkleer for being a BIG STICK IN THE MUD- [5/24/2015 6:47:30 PM] DARKLEER: -it is the very same stick he uses to beat away the EVILS of sirens, hippies, and degenerate midbloods yes.- [5/24/2015 6:47:53 PM] DOLOROSA: -someone needs to get debunked post haste- [5/24/2015 6:48:21 PM] DARKLEER: -he's going to clown church to pray for you all- [5/24/2015 6:48:37 PM] SUMMONER: -More like go to clown church to get down with a clown. HEYOOOOO.- [5/24/2015 6:48:52 PM] DARLKEER: - B[ - [5/24/2015 11:48:06 PM] ROXANNE: -Maybe some people closer to the cargo/storage hear a wonderful faint vuvuzela with harmonica harmony. Maybe some don't.- [5/24/2015 11:48:37 PM] SUMMONER: -Has a bad feeling about this scoob, and doesn't know why.- [5/24/2015 11:49:35 PM] GRAND HIGHBLOOD: * :oD *

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ATRIUM SECURITY RECORDING 0154

== The Umbral Ultimatum, after making sure its crew is secured, is swiftly departing from Alternia today. ==

[5/17/2015 4:58:22 PM] DOLOROSA: -she needs about twenty cups of coffee, and she doesn't even drink coffee. She's in the cafeteria sippin' anyway. Do not ask her about her day.- [5/17/2015 4:59:22 PM] SIGNLESS: -Oh hey look who beat him to it. Yeah coffee is a thing everyone needs right now. He kind of just gets his own and sits down across from her without saying anything.- [5/17/2015 5:03:01 PM] DOLOROSA: -just... looks up at him like 8I- [5/17/2015 5:03:19 PM] DISCPLE: -She's not like 8|.  She's like >:CC- [5/17/2015 5:03:34 PM] SIGNLESS: -He is like I:B- [5/17/2015 5:03:43 PM] SIGNLESS: -Slow sipping.- [5/17/2015 5:04:26 PM] DISCIPLE: -She slowly walks over to the table.- [5/17/2015 5:04:38 PM] DISCIPLE: -Is that a napkin dispenser on the center of the table?- [5/17/2015 5:04:43 PM] DISCIPLE: -...- [5/17/2015 5:04:54 PM] DISCIPLE: -She SLAPS her paw against it and it goes flying across the room.- [5/17/2015 5:04:58 PM] DISCIPLE: >:CC [5/17/2015 5:05:44 PM] DOLOROSA: -watches it fly- [5/17/2015 5:06:10 PM] SIGNLESS: -Doesn't even watch, just lifts his hand to pap her cheek. Its a pretty poor attempt though. He is just as pissed.- [5/17/2015 5:09:23 PM] DISCIPLE: -POUTS LOUDLY as she sits on the floor.- [5/17/2015 5:10:33 PM] SIGNLESS: -He's sitting at the table like a normal troll.- [5/17/2015 5:10:43 PM] SIGNLESS: . . . . . .Well this sucks. [5/17/2015 5:11:14 PM] DISCIPLE: MROOOOOOOOW. >:CC [5/17/2015 5:12:21 PM] SIGNLESS: -Yes, excelent translation dear.- [5/17/2015 5:12:52 PM] PSII: -all his besties are in here IN HE COMES, looking sort of frantic- [5/17/2015 5:13:08 PM] UNCLE BRO: -A loud "What did i *SAY*" accompanied by an exasperated groan can be heard faintly echoing through the ship- [5/17/2015 5:14:24 PM] SIGNLESS: -His head is straight up on the table now.- [5/17/2015 5:14:27 PM] PSII: -arrives at the bable (babe table)- Guys is this a serious thing that's happening right now? Seriously? [5/17/2015 5:14:36 PM] DOLOROSA: ... Yes. [5/17/2015 5:14:39 PM] SIGNLESS: -Groans.- [5/17/2015 5:14:39 PM] DISCIPLE: >:VV [5/17/2015 5:15:08 PM] DISCIPLE:  https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=-By_0iIghuE [5/17/2015 5:15:42 PM] PSII: -sits next to dolorosa and buries his head in her shoulder- I mean, I was all for bombing the fuck out of alternia a few sweeps ago, but... What's this mean for the people on the ship? [5/17/2015 5:18:08 PM] SIGNLESS: -He can't drink coffee with his head down on the table.- [5/17/2015 5:18:15 PM] SIGNLESS: -This is an issue- [5/17/2015 5:19:19 PM] DOLOROSA: I+ means. [5/17/2015 5:19:30 PM] DOLOROSA: A lo+ of ass +hings. [5/17/2015 5:19:35 PM] DISCIPLE: -INTERRUPTS TO LET OUT A LOUD, ANGRY YOWL.- [5/17/2015 5:19:42 PM] DISCIPLE: YOWWWWWWW. [5/17/2015 5:19:43 PM] DOLOROSA: Tha+, +oo. [5/17/2015 5:20:14 PM] SIGNLESS: A-fucking-greed-- -Disturbed by cat yowling for a moment and lifts his head to look at her. No? All good? Kay, chill.- [5/17/2015 5:21:01 PM] SIGNLESS: -He looks down and sees some sand gathered on the table where his head had been laying. Fuck. You go to the beach once and its forever with you.- [5/17/2015 5:21:20 PM] SIGNLESS: -Grumpy coffee sipping. Because he knows if he says anything, its going to be rage.- [5/17/2015 5:21:34 PM] DISCIPLE: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=m9MSH2POIIY [5/17/2015 5:23:54 PM] PSII: Any ass things I should know about specifically? -Reaches for Ymirra's hand.- [5/17/2015 5:24:12 PM] PSII: -glance at Disiciple- Disci, you alive over there? [5/17/2015 5:24:17 PM] DISCIPLE: RrrrRRR!!!! [5/17/2015 5:25:02 PM] PSII: ...Do you want a head pet? [5/17/2015 5:25:11 PM] DISCIPLE: Rrrr. [5/17/2015 5:25:26 PM] SIGNLESS: -Looks at her.- . . . . . She might bite if we try. [5/17/2015 5:26:22 PM] PSII: Nah, I think that was a yes. C'mere, angry meowbeast. [5/17/2015 5:26:46 PM] DISCIPLE: -She jumps on top of the table and curls up into an angry catball.- [5/17/2015 5:27:13 PM] SIGNLESS: -Hesitently pets her.- [5/17/2015 5:27:14 PM] PSII: -pets her head- [5/17/2015 5:27:28 PM] SIGNLESS: -Double petting hell yeah.- [5/17/2015 5:28:15 PM] DISCIPLE: -She doesn't resist but makes that persistent hissing noise.  YOU ARE PROBABLY SAFE THOUGH.- [5/17/2015 5:29:25 PM] PSII: -Nods- Yeah. You can feel the rage. Me too, D-sci. [5/17/2015 5:29:28 PM] SIGNLESS: -Key word: probably- [5/17/2015 5:31:10 PM] DOLOROSA: -loooong siiiigh- [5/17/2015 5:31:45 PM] SIGNLESS: This is a god damn shit show. . . what are we going to do? -DEEP SCOWLING AS He pets the cat.- [5/17/2015 5:36:11 PM] DOLOROSA: We are going +o be very careful. [5/17/2015 5:36:37 PM] DOLOROSA: And ge+ our asses back +o Lauc+is, hopefully. [5/17/2015 5:37:14 PM] SIGNLESS: -More coffee drinking- Fully agreeing with you on that, but then what? What does this mean for the alliance between Beforus and Lauctis? [5/17/2015 5:37:36 PM] DOLOROSA: I+ means we may have +o wi+hdraw. Coolly. [5/17/2015 5:37:43 PM] DOLOROSA: And calmly. [5/17/2015 5:37:48 PM] SIGNLESS: . . . .Great. [5/17/2015 5:38:34 PM] SIGNLESS: So one of us makes the call to the Empress explaining why we are backing the fuck out. [5/17/2015 5:40:08 PM] PSII: ...Wait, back to Lauctis? -He tightens his grip on Rosa's hand- You guys will be leaving the ship?? I- I'm not an ambassador, I work here. [5/17/2015 5:41:08 PM] SIGNLESS: -Oh shit thats right. Suddenly this sucks even more.- [5/17/2015 5:42:04 PM] PSII: I've gone enough sweeps without you shitheads. [5/17/2015 5:42:09 PM] DOLOROSA: -quiet- ...I+'s possible-- TUMUT migh+ no+ survive all of +his. [5/17/2015 5:42:47 PM] SIGNLESS: -He almost stands up when he speaks.- Then he's staying on Lauctis with us. [5/17/2015 5:43:17 PM] DISCIPLE: -She seems to have calmed down and stopped hissing, just sitting there curled up quietly.- [5/17/2015 5:54:57 PM] PSII: Seariously? [5/17/2015 5:55:39 PM] SIGNLESS: Yeah, totabubly. [5/17/2015 5:55:47 PM] SIGNLESS: . . .er. . .totally. [5/17/2015 5:56:32 PM] SIGNLESS: Its happening. Okay? If we are staying you are coming with us. Your employers can throw a fit for all I care. [5/17/2015 5:57:45 PM] PSII: ...Okay. If you're sure I won't, like. Be cramping the style or anything. [5/17/2015 5:58:12 PM] SIGNLESS: How would you even managed that? [5/17/2015 6:00:09 PM] DOLOROSA: No, please. Do no+ join our plane+, known for +aking in refugees of all shapes and sizes. You would cramp our s+yle. [5/17/2015 6:00:31 PM] DISCIPLE: Is too long and skinny.  Send him away. [5/17/2015 6:01:27 PM] SIGNLESS: Oh yeah, on second thought, you are band. Sorry, bro. [5/17/2015 6:03:40 PM] PSII: -Snickers- I mean, I dunno. You guys have an established thing going. I don't want to be annoying. Whatever, hopefully it won't come to that though, it'd kinda suck to have to abandon everyone here. But yeah. If it does, im with you guys. I don't want to have to miss you for any longer. [5/17/2015 6:11:24 PM] SIGNLESS: No its too late, you aren't welcomed to the club. [5/17/2015 6:11:39 PM] SIGNLESS: Keep your gross emotions to yourself. [5/17/2015 6:11:57 PM] SIGNLESS: -Loud coffee sipping- [5/17/2015 6:21:03 PM] DOLOROSA: -rolls eyes- [5/17/2015 6:24:29 PM] PSII: Hey, some people here like my gross emotions. [5/17/2015 6:24:50 PM] DISCIPLE: -She finally rolls over, exposing her belly a little more comfortably.- [5/17/2015 6:25:07 PM] SIGNLESS: Like who? -Pets her belly because why not.- [5/17/2015 6:25:34 PM] PSII: Well. -Glances at Ymirra- Mirra, you're a fan, aren't you? [5/17/2015 6:30:11 PM] DISCIPLE: -IMMEDIATELY CURLS AROUND HIS HAND AND GRIPS IT TIGHTLY- [5/17/2015 6:31:22 PM] SIGNLESS: -Oh shit. He tries pulling it away a bit.- [5/17/2015 6:33:12 PM] PSII: -Strokes the hair off D-sci's forehead, snickering- [5/17/2015 6:34:03 PM] SIGNLESS: -Don't laugh.- [5/17/2015 6:36:36 PM] DOLOROSA: If I had a gian+ glove wi+h a skyward index finger, you be+ I'd equip i+. [5/17/2015 6:37:53 PM] DISCIPLE: -nope catgrip too strong- [5/17/2015 6:39:54 PM | Removed 6:40:30 PM] This message has been removed. [5/17/2015 6:40:55 PM] PSII: -He's gonna casually kiss her hand real quick- I don't know what that means. [5/17/2015 6:41:13 PM] SIGNLESS: Gross -He sets his coffee down and now takes hold of his own arm and tries pulling free.- [5/17/2015 6:42:27 PM | Edited 6:42:34 PM] DOLOROSA: I+ means +ha+ I'm +he wildly screaming fan in +he fron+ row of your emo+ional s+adium. [5/17/2015 6:42:52 PM] DISCIPLE: -what makes you think you're going anywhere?  it's her hand now.  you touched her belly, this is what happens.- [5/17/2015 6:43:27 PM] SIGNLESS: -Fuck hes totally stuck what does he even do?? He just pulls HARDER! All of his weight is going into this.- [5/17/2015 6:46:28 PM] DISCIPLE: -She doesn't even budge slightly.- [5/17/2015 6:48:30 PM] SIGNLESS: -He will dislocate his shoulder trying to fix this mistake just watch him.- [5/17/2015 6:49:02 PM] SIGNLESS: -He is even standing up doing this, one foot against the table as he pulls. This is your great leader.- [5/17/2015 6:49:19 PM] DISCIPLE: -SHe'S NOT EVEN TRYING ALL THAT HARD SHEESH- [5/17/2015 6:49:24 PM] DISCIPLE: -then she just lets himg o- [5/17/2015 6:49:32 PM] DISCIPLE: -so long space cattlemale- [5/17/2015 6:50:56 PM] SIGNLESS: -there he go- [5/17/2015 6:51:01 PM] PSII: -Snickers and kisses Rosa's shoulder.- Oh, well, sign me up for a ticket to that too. Preferably next to you. Signless can come if he stops falling off things. -God he's laughing disciple is hilarious- [5/17/2015 6:51:26 PM] PSII: Di, have I mentioned recently that you're awesome? [5/17/2015 6:51:33 PM] SIGNLESS: -He topples over and lands straight on the fucking floor. K.O- [5/17/2015 6:51:40 PM] DISCIPLE: :33 [5/17/2015 6:51:55 PM] SIGNLESS: -Except not really though, but he did hit his ass pretty god damn hard- [5/17/2015 6:52:26 PM] SIGNLESS: -Doesn't even get up off the ground yet and just sticks his hand up in the air in victory- This counts as winning. [5/17/2015 6:52:48 PM] SIGNLESS: Anyone who says differently can kiss my globes. [5/17/2015 6:53:13 PM] DOLOROSA: This jus+ in: falling on ass de+ermined as winning. [5/17/2015 6:53:46 PM] SIGNLESS: -0:<B- [5/17/2015 6:55:27 PM] PSII: -WHEEZY LAUGH- Since /when/, Kas? [5/17/2015 6:58:28 PM] SIGNLESS: Since I said so right now! -He grumbles and drags himself up into his seat, scowling at the cat girl on the table.- [5/17/2015 7:01:24 PM] DOLOROSA: You heard +he man. He said so. [5/17/2015 7:01:35 PM] DISCIPLE: -INNOCENT KITTY FACE- [5/17/2015 7:01:40 PM] DISCIPLE: 833 [5/17/2015 7:01:43 PM] PSII: I didn't know that was how we were deciding things these days. [5/17/2015 7:02:17 PM] PSII: Can I just decide I'm wealthy, classically handsome, and not even slightly mentally fucked? Did it work? [5/17/2015 7:04:19 PM] SIGNLESS: -Looks at him, blinks, and rubs his eyes before staring in shock.- Well hello gorgeous strange, where did you come from? [5/17/2015 7:04:38 PM] SIGNLESS: -Also pokes Disciple in the side for being CLINGY on his arm.- [5/17/2015 7:04:47 PM] DOLOROSA: I was wondering +ha+, myself. -cheek smooch for the psii- [5/17/2015 7:05:13 PM] SIGNLESS: -6LEH- [5/17/2015 7:11:25 PM] PSII: -GRINS- Well, I guess it does work! -wraps an arm around Rosa's waist- Your tactic checks out, Kas. [5/17/2015 7:37:49 PM] SIGNLESS: -more coffee slurping noises- [5/17/2015 7:38:19 PM] SIGNLESS: -That's his mom there, sir- [5/17/2015 8:50:11 PM] PSII: -yes and she deserves a bunch of orgasms for what you've put her through- [5/17/2015 8:50:28 PM] DISCIPLE: -;33- [5/17/2015 8:50:53 PM] DOLOROSA: -mom noises- [5/17/2015 9:01:07 PM] SIGNLESS: -):<B-

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DIRK: -he's in the cafeteria eating brekky, except it's more like he's falling asleep in it. face, meet eggs- [5/12/2015 8:59:13 AM] SUMMONER: -Saunters on into the cafeteria, letting out a low bemused noise as he spots Dirk sleeping in his food. He goes on over.- hey, you alr1ght there buddy? [5/12/2015 9:00:01 AM] ROSE: -Rose is caught by an altruistic need to help her dear personal friend, and an ambitious plan to take a hundred panoramic photos and have this experience shared across the internet with millions.  But then this rock star guy comes over and ruins it.  Thanks, guy.  Thanks a whole lot.- [5/12/2015 9:00:53 AM] SUMMONER: -What can you say? He has impeccable timing.- [5/12/2015 9:02:24 AM] DIRK: -snort gurgle as he sits up, egg yolk smooshed on his cheek and he makes a face upon the immediate realization that there's gunk all over him. where everyone can see.- DIRK: Uh. Yeah, I'm fine. -dammit rose, he sees you. he knows what you're up to.- [5/12/2015 9:04:31 AM] SUMMONER: well, good to know you were just yolk1ng around then, and weren't 1n any 1mmed1ate danger or anyth1ng, -Lopsided grin at him, then offers a napkin.- SUMMONER: you got some on your cheek there, -Gestures to his own cheek to point out where it is at.- [5/12/2015 9:07:27 AM] ROSE: We've come full circle, haven't we? [5/12/2015 9:07:53 AM] ROSE:  I presume the grub was keeping you up. [5/12/2015 9:08:12 AM] DIRK: -r-rhodri-senpai... oh wait, he's just handing the napkin to him. dirk accepts graciously, wiping away the yolk from his cheek- Thanks. DIRK: -and then there's rose. he gives her a nod- Yeah, that's right. [5/12/2015 9:09:56 AM] SUMMONER: -Nod and grin.- no problem, SUMMONER: ,,, -Wait what?? Shifty eyes between Dirk and the lady.- SUMMONER: sorry, d1d you say grub just now? -õ_ô- [5/12/2015 9:10:56 AM] ROSE: .... [5/12/2015 9:11:12 AM] ROSE: That's what I call his boyfriend. [5/12/2015 9:11:27 AM] ROSE: -nice save- [5/12/2015 9:11:28 AM] DIRK: -facepalms a lil- [5/12/2015 9:11:40 AM] DIRK: -bECAUSE OF WHAT THAT NOW IMPLIES- [5/12/2015 9:12:52 AM] SUMMONER: -Oh my god what....???- SUMMONER: -He plays it cool though.- oh, you mean l1ke how some people call the1r quads a human baby? never heard the term used l1ke that though, [5/12/2015 9:13:44 AM] ROSE: Yes. Like that. [5/12/2015 9:14:09 AM] ROSE: It's best to accept that truth and not think about it in any greater depth.  At all. [5/12/2015 9:15:31 AM] DIRK: (Yes. Please don't overthink this exchange.) [5/12/2015 9:15:47 AM] SUMMONER: uh huh,,, -That doesn't make it sound weird at all.- SUMMONER: whatever you say, 1t's not l1ke 1t 1s any of my bus1ness after all, -Lighthearted shrug.- [5/12/2015 9:20:05 AM] ROSE: We should probably attend to the pressing matter of falling asleep in some perfectly good eggs. [5/12/2015 9:22:07 AM] SUMMONER: -El squinto.- SUMMONER: -Unsquinto.- SUMMONER: yeah, SUMMONER: sorry, 1'm be1ng really rude here, -To the lady.- name's rhodr1, rhodr1 n1tram, better known as the summoner 1 suppose, but rhodr1 1s just f1ne, [5/12/2015 9:23:30 AM] ROSE: Rose. [5/12/2015 9:24:53 AM] DIRK: -works on finishing his food while they introduce each other, watching them- [5/12/2015 9:27:23 AM] SUMMONER: -Grins at her.- n1ce to meet you rose, 1'm guess1n' you and d1rk know each other already? SUMMONER: has he been help1ng you out w1th unruly electron1cs 1n the m1ddle of the n1ght too? he 1s pretty good at that, -Chuckles, taking a relaxed stance with his hands on his hips.- [5/12/2015 9:28:45 AM] ROSE:  I've found his technological wizardry to have use, on occasion. [5/12/2015 9:30:52 AM] ROSE:  Pleasure to make your acquaintance. [5/12/2015 10:11:41 AM] SUMMONER: oh, he's a w1zard now? next you'll be tell1ng me owns a power glove too, -Lopsided grin at his own stupid reference.- but yeah, those tech sk1lls are pretty n1fty, to say the least, SUMMONER: speak1ng of sk1lls though, what 1s 1t you do around here rose? can't say that 1've seen you around all that much, then aga1n 1 am coped up 1n my block a lot, stuck to my own dev1ces, [5/12/2015 10:13:01 AM] DIRK: -ACE FUCKING REFERENCE, RHODRI- [5/12/2015 10:15:30 AM] SUMMONER: -};)- [5/12/2015 10:34:38 AM | Edited 10:34:49 AM] ROSE: I am the therapist on board this vessel, actually.  I have open hours at most reasonable times, and quite a few unreasonable ones as well. [5/12/2015 10:46:45 AM] SUMMONER: aah, so we have both a tech w1zard and a m1nd w1zard 1n our m1dst, -Smiling.- SUMMONER: that's pretty cool though, maybe 1'll pop on 1n once 1 f1nally exper1ence that oh so 1nfamous "mus1c1an breakdown", [5/12/2015 10:48:11 AM] ROSE: Ah, yes.  You're a performer, of course.  I expect naught but the most extravagant of breakdowns. ROSE: Of course, if you just want a normal chat, I can do that too. [5/12/2015 10:50:47 AM] SUMMONER: 1'll certa1nly do my best at 1t, 1'll break no less than ten of my gu1tars, and launch at least two speakers 1nto a wall before cry1ng 1n the ablut1ons wh1le cradl1ng a bottle of vodka, eventually pass1ng out outs1de of your doorstep, SUMMONER: 1t w1ll be a grand ol' t1me, just you wa1t, -Chuckles.- SUMMONER: ser1ously though, just a normal chat sounds pretty good too, [5/12/2015 10:52:34 AM] ROSE: And a lot more fun than cleaning up all of that. [5/12/2015 10:55:42 AM] SUMMONER: also true, SUMMONER: unless you happen to enjoy clean1ng up stuff, then me not tak1ng a mass1ve swan d1ve off the deep end would be k1nd of a bummer, [5/12/2015 10:57:46 AM] ROSE: As much as I hate to deprive the deep end of and spirited talent, we're trying to avoid that on this vessel.  A bit uncommon, I know. [5/12/2015 11:01:17 AM] SUMMONER: someone go1ng a b1t loopy does sound l1ke 1t would f1t the ongo1ng track record doesn't 1t? SUMMONER: no worr1es though, 1'm not plann1ng on 1t, so all poss1ble future talks w1ll str1ctly stay on a plane of relat1ve normal1ty, more or less, [5/12/2015 11:08:04 AM] ROSE: Though, if you don't mind my probing, what did bring you to this ship, in the first place? [5/12/2015 11:13:14 AM] SUMMONER: nah, that's perfectly f1ne, -Shrugs. It's not like she couldn't find this info in some magazine or another. Much of his life is an open book, much to his chagrin.- SUMMONER: there was some pretty 1ntense sh1t happen1ng on beforus a wh1le back, and st1ll 1s 1 suppose, but my manager d1dn't want to r1sk hav1ng me there wh1le all of that went down, -Shrugs.- SUMMONER: so she put me here, fa1r enough place to stay for now, g1ves me lots of t1me to work, and 1t never seems to get bor1ng around here e1ther, heh, [5/12/2015 11:15:06 AM] ROSE: Are you talking about that scandal with the power grid, and the supposed recovery facility? [5/12/2015 11:15:42 AM] SUMMONER: -Nods.- yep, that's 1t, [5/12/2015 11:16:18 AM] ROSE: I suppose it would make a polarizing presence, given the nature of your body of work.  -She did appreciate a good rejection of authority.- ROSE: Sensible, I suppose.  You're not the first here for that sort of reason.  What do you think of it? [5/12/2015 11:19:51 AM] SUMMONER: hah, 1 suppose so, 1 wouldn't have m1nded stay1ng down there to be honest, but the old granny d1d br1ng up some decent enough po1nts, -He just wants to watch highbloods burn, just a little. Maybe more than a little, but eh, details.- SUMMONER: -Headtilt.- th1nk of what? the whole beforus s1tuat1on or stay1ng here? [5/12/2015 11:21:49 AM] ROSE: Both, really. [5/12/2015 11:22:09 AM] ROSE: Being sequestered away from a violent situation like that. [5/12/2015 11:27:48 AM] SUMMONER: -Eyes her, briefly wondering if she is after a story or whatever to hand off to someone, but eh... His stance shifts from relaxed to more alert, back straight and a hand running through his hair. He exhales.- not the greatest? 1 know some people that got hurt 1n that mess, and more l1kely are, but at the same t1me 1 can't help but to fuck1ng applaud them for what they are do1ng, SUMMONER: beforus a1n't r1ght, 1t 1s arguably better for us "freaks" and lowbloods, but just because they aren't cut down 1n the streets doesn't make them any less oppressed, SUMMONER: so kudos to them for want1ng to change th1ngs for the better, -His tone while talking about this almost makes him sound like a different person, much more serious and low-key.- [5/12/2015 11:28:53 AM] ROSE: Ah.  I see.  I suppose it's probably frustrating to think about. [5/12/2015 11:32:06 AM] SUMMONER: -Half hearted chuckle.- that's one way to put 1t, SUMMONER: 1n any case, that's my two cents on the matter, -Shrugs with a smile, right back to being his old joking self.- SUMMONER: be1ng on the sh1p 1n general 1s overall sweet though, lots of 1nterest1ng people to chew the fat w1th, [5/12/2015 11:32:50 AM] ROSE: I hope it's a positive experience, if that. [5/12/2015 11:34:56 AM] ROSE: Though Alternia is certainly... An experience, by comparison. [5/12/2015 11:35:40 AM] DOLOROSA: -are we talking about oppressive governments and how much Alternia sucks? Am here for this- [5/12/2015 11:37:14 AM] SUMMONER: an exper1ence much l1ke that of be1ng repeatedly slapped 1n the face by a dead skunk rott1ng w1th plauge, but hey, an exper1ence, sure, [5/12/2015 11:38:41 AM] ROSE: I would personally compare it to waking up in a bath tub full of ice, missing one of your kidneys. [5/12/2015 11:38:49 AM] ROSE: But that's just me. [5/12/2015 11:40:20 AM] SUMMONER: -Laughs.- sounds l1ke a pretty accurate v1sual representat1on too, honestly, SUMMONER: -Fanboy senses are tingeling though. Looks around the room and his wings FLOOF out when he spots the Dolorosa. Staaares. Then clears his throat and folds up his wings again. BE COOL...- [5/12/2015 11:41:29 AM] ROSE: ...? [5/12/2015 11:44:25 AM] SUMMONER: -Looks back to Rose. Shit. He runs a hand through his hair again with a sheepsih grin on his face.- haha, sorry, these guys can be sorta crazy somet1mes, -Points a thumb in direction of his wings, and he flutters them for emphasis.- [5/12/2015 11:48:31 AM] DOLOROSA: -Oh wow, look at those bad boys. That was certainly attention-grabbing, if nothing else, and then there's her friend Rose, so she may be sidling over.- Good morning, Rose. -tosses a smile Summy's way while she's at it- [5/12/2015 11:52:59 AM] ROSE: Morning.  I take it you two aren't acquainted? [5/12/2015 11:54:03 AM] SUMMONER: -OH MAN. She noticed him. And this time he wasn't lying on the ground with both her son and his allmate in some kind of huge pile of social embarrassment. He decides to flash her a (extremely unintentionally dorky) grin, all while trying to act as CASUAL as possible.- hey there, 1 don't TH1NK WE HAVE-- -Oh shit there goes his nerves. He clears his throat again.- have been, properly 1ntroduced? at any po1nt? [5/12/2015 11:57:51 AM] ROSE: By all means.  I don't know if I should go by titles, or given names--  Dolorosa, this is the Summoner.  Reverse it and introductions are complete. [5/12/2015 11:59:00 AM] HANDMAID: -there are simply three too many people in the cafeteria, and she's going to sneakily try to make it to the food bar. If only because she wants to have something ready for redglare when she is done working.- [5/12/2015 12:00:58 PM] ROSE: - Squint.  That must be......... She doesn't know, someone. Maybe they met once?  Anyways.-  You may well have heard of each other. [5/12/2015 12:02:40 PM] DOLOROSA: -Oh no. That was cute. And she was getting the impression he was nervous, so she eases up on her smile a little to be at least somewhat more reassuring.- I+'s lovely +o mee+ you. Forgive me if I haven'+ heard of you un+il now. I s+ill have some ca+ching up +o do wi+h +his era, hehe. -NOTICES HANDMAID- [5/12/2015 12:05:35 PM] SUMMONER: -Nervous breathy laughing.- haha, just, rhodr1 1s f1ne, on my end, that be1ng my actual name and all, but yes h1, hello, 1t's really n1ce to meet you, SUMMONER: 1t's alr1ght, 1 d1dn't really th1nk you would, er, not to say that 1 was mak1ng assumpt1ons on how much you know of th1s era or anyth1ng, but kas-- your son d1dn't seem to know much, so, 1 mean, SUMMONER: ,,, 1 guess 1 k1nd of aSSUMED, jUDG1NG FROM WHAT 1 AM SAY1NG, bUT, 1 D1DN'T MEAN 1T L1KE THAT? wHAT 1 AM MEAN1NG 1S THAT 1T 1S F1NE, -MORE NErvous laughing, and he is clearly flustered, judging from his increasingly paniced tone, bronze cheeks and wing flutters. H E L P.- [5/12/2015 12:06:43 PM] SUMMONER: -He is not being punk rock right now, not AT ALL.- [5/12/2015 12:08:06 PM] ROSE: ...  He is a musician, actually. Some fascinating sociopolitical statements to be found within.  -This boy needs some real help.- [5/12/2015 12:08:09 PM] HANDMAID: -hahahha what an IDIOT that guy is but his WINGS. She doesn't even realize she's staring at them.- [5/12/2015 12:19:39 PM] DOLOROSA: -omg... this bb.... she just keeps smiling as he rambles, nodding a little. It wasn't the first time someone had been nervous upon meeting her (Redglare was a notable example in her memory) but she was certain that would ebb with time. And then she glances at Rose when she speaks- Oh, really? Tha+ sounds like my kind of +hing. [5/12/2015 12:19:57 PM] DOLOROSA: I'd love +o hear i+ some+ime. [5/12/2015 12:20:19 PM] DOLOROSA: -waves at handmaid- [5/12/2015 12:24:54 PM] SUMMONER: -Is just screaming internally as he tries calming himself down, but just as his pusher quits trying to explode for two seconds, Rose mentions his work.- yEAH, tHAT'S TRUE, tHAT'S WHAT 1 DO, hAHA,,, -Rubs his neck, grinning.- aHEM, yEAH, 1,,, 1 certa1nly do that w1th what 1 am mak1ng, prov1de soc1al commentary 1 mean, wh1ch m1ght not be for everyone, but, SUMMONER: -He stops himself, staring at the Dolorosa with big sparkly STAR EYES. His wings flutter some more.- w, wOULD YOU? that's l1ke, sh1t- 1 mean shoot, that's really someth1ng 1 would l1ke for you to do? as 1n 1'm really flattered and honored honestly, 1f that 1s the case, SUMMONER: -Notices the other troll in the room when Dolorosa waves, and directs a dorky nervous looking grin at her too.- [5/12/2015 12:27:35 PM] HANDMAID: -she glances at dolorosa and offers a nod of acknowledgement, but at summoner her gaze hardens slightly. She just stands there, almost like she's stuck. Look at his wings move!- [5/12/2015 12:29:34 PM] SUMMONER: -Nervous wing fluttering as he stands there. Definitely noticing that staring though, but it is honestly nothing he isn't used to. Flutters his wings a little more for the ramtroll's benefit?- [5/12/2015 12:33:04 PM] DOLOROSA: -grinning cuz he cute- Absolu+ely. I can only imagine how far music has come now, especially if i+'s being used +o address impor+an+ +opics. I+ really sounds grea+. [5/12/2015 12:33:53 PM] HANDMAID: -she wants to touch them but that would require physical contact which she cannot do.- [5/12/2015 12:34:24 PM] HANDMAID: -as in she refuses- [5/12/2015 12:35:34 PM] DOLOROSA: -she wants to invite her over but also doesn't want to force her into an unwanted social situation, so she's just gonna keep glancing at her- [5/12/2015 12:39:44 PM] SUMMONER: -OH... She's grinning at him now. That's good right??? RIGHT? He turns his attention from the ramtroll, trying to fold up his wings, but he is far too nervous to do so and they just wind up... Halfway folding and unfurling again a few times before he gives up.- then, 1'll def1n1tely hook you up w1th some of my work, 1f you wouldn't m1nd l1sten1ng to 1t, wh1ch you already sa1d you d1dn't? so, uh, SUMMONER: 1 actually gave kassss1gnless a playl1st w1th some modern mus1c, 1t d1dn't 1nclude my own stuff, but maybe you would l1ke gett1ng one too to l1ke, get 1n touch w1th the mus1c now or someth1ng? -YES talking about nerd obsessions makes him a little less nervous.- he d1dn't seem to l1ke 1t that much though, thought 1t was "too aggress1ve" or someth1ng, -He actually used airquotes and rolled his eyes with a BLUH face.- SUMMONER: -INTERNAL SWEATING- wH1CH 1S A F1NE OP1N1ON TO HAVE,,, oF COURSE, hAHA,,, [5/12/2015 12:41:19 PM] ROSE: (You should probably go ahead and take a breath or two.) [5/12/2015 12:42:04 PM] SUMMONER: hAAAH,,, -Low wheeze.- SUMMONER: -Goes ahead and does that though, all while looking even more embarrassed than before. Gdi.- [5/12/2015 12:44:33 PM] DOLOROSA: -Well, he was doing pretty good for a minute there!- Haha, I would apprecia+e +ha+, ac+ually. I don'+ know abou+ Kasvik, bu+ I can apprecia+e a varie+y. Or, a+ leas+, I'm willing +o give i+ a chance. [5/12/2015 12:44:39 PM] HANDMAID: -she tilts her head toward the way those wings fold up and close so nicely like that. She takes a couple steps forward and then just stops. She's still not close enough in a socially appropriate manner to have a conversation.- [5/12/2015 12:45:36 PM] ROSE: (Do any of you know what that woman is doing?) [5/12/2015 12:49:04 PM] DOLOROSA: -well okay, she's getting closer and clearly kicking up some suspicion now, but Rosa is trying to give her the benefit of the doubt that she is curious. Now seems like a good time to address her, nonetheless.- Handmaid? Would you like +o come over here and join us? [5/12/2015 12:50:04 PM] SUMMONER: -He grins, still bronze in the face, and  makes a single fingergun at her. Yes. He is cool and calm and not freaking out.- alr1ght, then 1'll just message you or someth1ng when 1've got 1t all ready, SUMMONER: and, ah, 1'm glad to hear that, about you be1ng apprec1at1ve of var1ety, -Maybe she was more into watching highbloods burn too? Hm.- SUMMONER: huh? -Blinks at Rose, then looks over at the approaching troll. More grinning at her. He remembers her, sorta. She was with them during that stage cleanup for a little while, wasn't she...- [5/12/2015 12:57:32 PM] HANDMAID: -she takes a few more steps forward- no. -giving summoner such a death glare right now. And rose. She probably should not have approached them after declining but she did anyway.- [5/12/2015 12:58:46 PM] ROSE: -This is unsettling.-  Your legs seem to betray you, in that case. [5/12/2015 1:01:22 PM] SUMMONER: -Ah yes. The lovely gaze of death, how nice. It doesn't stop him from smiling encouragingly at her though, her response and actions kind of reminded him of another very grumpy brick.- [5/12/2015 1:02:18 PM] DOLOROSA: -handmaid.... you beautiful disaster.....- Do you... need any+hing? [5/12/2015 1:04:52 PM] HANDMAID: -she turns toward rose- your voice does not betray your rep- -she stops midsentence when she reminds herself that she cannot afford to cause anymore trouble on this ship. She turns to ymirra now.- no. [5/12/2015 1:05:54 PM] DOLOROSA: ... Jus+ wan+ +o wa+ch? [5/12/2015 1:06:56 PM] ROSE:  -What is even happening?  She's just going to start to slip back here.- [5/12/2015 1:07:25 PM] HANDMAID: perhaps. -looks between everyone.- [5/12/2015 1:07:37 PM] ROSE: :I [5/12/2015 1:07:46 PM] DOLOROSA: .... She's shy. [5/12/2015 1:07:57 PM] DOLOROSA: -close enough- [5/12/2015 1:08:17 PM] ROSE: Uh-huh. [5/12/2015 1:09:08 PM] DOLOROSA: Well, I don'+ mind, bu+ I'm no+ sure Rose and... Rhodri? Would be +o+ally comfor+able. -looks between them- [5/12/2015 1:10:43 PM] SUMMONER: -Glances between the three ladies. Tilts his head quizzingly at Rose as she is about to slip away, eyes a little wide like 'no don't leave me'. He is still awkward around Dolo hel p.- SUMMONER: -Slow owlhead turn to Dolorosa.- oh, -Looks to ramtroll.- nah, that's alr1ght! -Grins and waves a hand dismissively.- the more the merr1er, r1ght? -And less Dolo eyes on him making him nervous.- 1t's n1ce to meet you, name's rhodr1, [5/12/2015 1:10:45 PM] ROSE:  If one can even stand witnessing my repulsive visage, even from a distance. [5/12/2015 1:13:16 PM] HANDMAID: i do not- -ugh rose is making her FRUSTRATED. She has to stop herself again- i am handmaid. [5/12/2015 1:14:11 PM] ROSE: Rose Lalonde.  I am the ship's therapist. [5/12/2015 1:15:38 PM] SUMMONER: -Another title? Whatever people are most comfortable with he supposes.- well handma1d, 1t's n1ce to see you around aga1n, 1 th1nk we br1efly crossed paths a wh1le ago? w1th the fly1ng speakers and that whole shebang, -Small chuckle.- preeeetty crazy, [5/12/2015 1:17:16 PM] HANDMAID: yes. -she remembers being removed from the assignment all together.- that whole shebang. -she wants to mock his word choice so badly but her tone must suffice for now.- [5/12/2015 1:18:42 PM] DOLOROSA: -oh? That sounds like an event...- We were jus+ +alking abou+ music, ac+ually. Rhodri here is a musician. [5/12/2015 1:18:51 PM] ROSE: -faint chortling. Oh god.  She was wrong, this is actually kind of amusing.- [5/12/2015 1:19:49 PM] SUMMONER: -Oh man. He can't help but to chuckle as he imagines Handmaid and Darkleer in the same room, having an actual conversation. That would be so ridiculous... Happy wing flutters.- SUMMONER: -Which is soon replaced by nervous ones.- oh, yep, that sure 1s what 1 do and all, been at 1t for a wh1le, and hopefully 1 w1ll be for a wh1le yet, [5/12/2015 1:20:31 PM] DOLOROSA: He migh+ no+ mind le++ing you have some. Or... I'd be happy +o buy some, if +ha+ works? I'm sure you have +o make a living, +oo, heheh. [5/12/2015 1:21:24 PM] HANDMAID: -ROSE NO LAUGH.- i will not buy anything. but i may listen if it does not cause my ears to bleed. [5/12/2015 1:21:55 PM] ROSE: Tough crowd. [5/12/2015 1:23:02 PM] DOLOROSA: I +hink you migh+ like i+. I+ sounds pre++y promising +o me. -wonk 4 summy- [5/12/2015 1:25:09 PM] SUMMONER: what? oH, no that's alr1ght! -Waves his hands in front of himself while chuckling.- 1 always have some of the stuff ly1ng around, so no charge needed, SUMMONER: 1f you happen to l1ke 1t, and 1t doesn't cause you any bod1ly harm, then maybe you can buy some 1n the future, -Grins and is about to wink out of habit, but just ends up looking like a deer bull in headlights as Dolorosa wonks at him. Cue wing flutters and a bronze face. wHY THIS...- hAHAAA, uHM, tHANK YOU! -Fingerguns at her. HE IS STILL CALM....- [5/12/2015 1:27:52 PM] HANDMAID: i give no guarantees to purchasing anything. [5/12/2015 1:29:17 PM] ROSE: Best get that in writing. [5/12/2015 1:35:53 PM] SUMMONER: -Clears his throat and waves a hand again.- completely f1ne, 1 know not all mus1c appeals to all people, why, feel free to h1t me up to 1nform me as to how much you d1sl1ked the mus1c too, always good to get negat1ve feedback somet1mes too you know? SUMMONER: don't th1nk br1ng1ng any legal1t1es 1nto th1s 1s neccesary though, or at least 1 hope not, -Chuckles again.- just don't use my mus1c 1n the background of any an1me sh1pp1ng amvs and we should be good, or, we would be good st1ll, but that copyr1ght pol1ce m1ght get on your back over 1t, wh1ch 1s a hassle, [5/12/2015 1:37:23 PM] HANDMAID: i will do what i want with it. [5/12/2015 1:38:19 PM] ROSE: You do not have any right to inhibit the creative endeavors of kawaii shippers. [5/12/2015 1:38:39 PM] ROSE: And here I thought you stood up for the dispossessed. [5/12/2015 1:41:12 PM] DOLOROSA: ... I don'+ foresee +ha+ being a problem. [5/12/2015 1:41:14 PM] SUMMONER: oh, 1 don't, 1 th1nk that whole th1ng 1s pretty "kawa11", as you put 1t, SUMMONER: sort of putt1ng the overall message 1n a d1fferent l1ght, but 1 can d1g 1t, -SHRUGS.- SUMMONER: just that whole legal squad that has a gr1p on that whole mess, 1f 1t was up to me 1 would let those sh1ppers just do the1r th1ng, SUMMONER: so long as they show me the fru1ts of the1r labor, heh, -Gives Handmaid a pointed look.- [5/12/2015 1:41:24 PM] DOLOROSA: Probably. [5/12/2015 1:42:20 PM] ROSE: -She's going to make an AMV now.  Don't tell her what to do, "Copyright Laws." [5/12/2015 1:42:28 PM] DOLOROSA: -wtf is kawaii- [5/12/2015 1:44:20 PM] SUMMONER: -Follow your shipping heart Rose. Follow your dreams. Make angsty AMVs about your favorite couple with the heavy tunes of CRUSHING THE GOVERMENT.- [5/12/2015 1:44:28 PM] ROSE: -u r- [5/12/2015 1:44:55 PM] ROSE: -As though she would pick any other song to ship wizards to.- [5/12/2015 2:11:03 PM] HANDMAID: i have no interest in making any foolish videos. [5/12/2015 2:11:51 PM] SUMMONER: no? not 1nto the whole sh1pp1ng scene? -Lopsided smile.- guess 1 won't have to worry too much then, [5/12/2015 2:12:08 PM] ROSE: Who could have guessed? [5/12/2015 2:12:43 PM] HANDMAID: i do not know what this shipping means. but i already dislike it. [5/12/2015 2:13:49 PM] RUFIOH: -is coming into the cafeteria for a salad. But as he spies the crowd gathered over yonder, his walk turns into sneaking. Wow, that's a lot of old trolls in one place. Crazy... Don't bother paying attention to him.- [5/12/2015 2:13:59 PM] ROSE: Colloquially, it is the desire to see two fictional characters make bedroom eyes at each other for three thousand pages, and then to see them hump. [5/12/2015 2:14:36 PM] SUMMONER: already? -Whistles.- that was qu1ck, SUMMONER: -About to give her the rundown, but Rose beat him to it. He snrks, then bursts out into laughter. Nodding.- yep, that 1s the g1st of 1t, [5/12/2015 2:15:55 PM] SUMMONER: -Also he knows you are there Rufioh... HE KNOWS. He knows because he spotted you and is waving with a smile on his face.- [5/12/2015 2:16:42 PM] RUFIOH: -Oh hell... He turns so slightly and scratches at his neck, pretending like he didn't see him.- [5/12/2015 2:17:39 PM] SUMMONER: -Welp. Guess he didn't see him. He lowers his hand with a small shrug. That guy is kind of weird honestly, but he's not one to judge on that.- [5/12/2015 2:19:28 PM] HANDMAID: -she's suddenly distracted by Rufioh and HIS WINGS- [5/12/2015 2:20:13 PM] RUFIOH: -you're the weird one, old man. He fans his wings for maximum coverage from eye contact. He won't notice the handmaid staring.- [5/12/2015 2:20:19 PM] HANDMAID: -everyone lost her attention now except rufioh.- [5/12/2015 2:21:24 PM] DOLOROSA: -Ohhh, THAT'S what she's looking at.- [5/12/2015 2:22:25 PM] SUMMONER: -Says the guy being the least discreet ever. He furrows his eyebrows, hands on his hips. Mgh.- SUMMONER: anyway, 1'm go1ng to jet 1 th1nk, SUMMONER: 1t was n1ce meet1ng all of you, and uh, 1'll h1t you up w1th some CDs when 1 get 1t sorted, [5/12/2015 2:23:50 PM] DOLOROSA: Sure +hing. -smiles- I'll see you around, Rhodri. [5/12/2015 2:24:10 PM] RUFIOH: -sayonara gesu yaro.- [5/12/2015 2:25:25 PM] HANDMAID: -completely ignores summoner to stare at these wings- [5/12/2015 2:26:13 PM] SUMMONER: heh, yeah, sure th1ng, -Waves goodbye to them all and leaves, just feeling miffed over something he can't really place.- [5/12/2015 2:27:16 PM] RUFIOH: -quietly chews on celery in his little corner. He's side-eyeing some drones as he does so.- [5/12/2015 2:29:02 PM] RUFIOH: -he isn't noticing the kohais staring at his wings. He gets it a lot.- [5/12/2015 2:30:26 PM] HANDMAID: -why do you bull trolls get all the wings- [5/12/2015 2:33:19 PM] RUFIOH: -hazards a glance in that direction, hoping summoner was gone. He lets out a sigh of relief when he is but then... FINALLY catches handmaid staring. Woah... hot mom alert. He raises a friendly hand at her.- [5/12/2015 2:34:05 PM] HANDMAID: -staring at him so intensely.- [5/12/2015 2:34:16 PM] RUFIOH: -blushu- [5/12/2015 2:36:53 PM] DOLOROSA: -looks between them like WELL- I +hink I'm going +o grab some +ea and head ou+. [5/12/2015 2:40:39 PM] ROSE: It was nice seeing you. [5/12/2015 2:40:39 PM] ROSE: I am going to linger a bit, to be completely certain no one gets shanked. [5/12/2015 2:40:39 PM] HANDMAID: i will not shank anyone. that is a stupid term to use. [5/12/2015 2:40:39 PM] DOLOROSA: -snrk- I'll see you bo+h la+er. [5/12/2015 2:40:39 PM] DOLOROSA: -she gone- [5/12/2015 2:40:39 PM] ROSE: I didn't say it would be you.  That is a base assumption.  It's usually the quiet ones, in fact. [5/12/2015 2:45:46 PM] ROSE: -Pointing at you rufioh.- [5/12/2015 2:47:55 PM] RUFIOH: -well now that the scarier hot mom is gone, Rufioh approaches Rose and Handmaid. He stops in front of them and bows, so respectful.- uh... h1ya. -Yes, hello. I'm a quiet one.- do... e1ther of you work here? or are you just c1vv1es? [5/12/2015 2:49:45 PM] ROSE: Yes.  Security.  Please present your pass, or I will have to escort you to the nearest airlock for immediate exit. [5/12/2015 2:50:16 PM] HANDMAID: what the fuck is a civvy? [5/12/2015 2:51:22 PM] ROSE: It's a kind of bread. [5/12/2015 2:51:49 PM] RUFIOH: oh my bad, not bread... 1 meant c1v1l1an. -ducks his head at handmaid, all apologetic- uh... 1 don't really have a pass? [5/12/2015 2:52:10 PM] RUFIOH: 1 have... a salad? -pokes at it with a little plastic fork- [5/12/2015 2:53:07 PM] ROSE: I may have to have you evicted into the void of space. [5/12/2015 2:53:31 PM] RUFIOH: aw, man... -gives her sad moo eyes- }:( [5/12/2015 2:54:05 PM] HANDMAID: where did you acquire your wings? [5/12/2015 2:54:24 PM] HANDMAID: they are large. [5/12/2015 2:54:48 PM | Edited 2:54:51 PM] SOLLUX: -wtf he's here and grabbing food and squinting at ppl- [5/12/2015 2:54:59 PM] RUFIOH: -holy shit. Straight to the point. He gives her a small glance.- yeah, they just... k1nd of grew that way, yo. [5/12/2015 2:55:40 PM] HANDMAID: -and there is a tiny psiioniic.- why are there so many? [5/12/2015 2:55:47 PM] ROSE: I feel disappointed in myself for not being able to find an innuendo in that. [5/12/2015 2:55:48 PM] RUFIOH: 1t was a th1ng at pupat1on? they looked pretty freaky when they were f1rst com1ng 1n l1ke... we1rd*ss growths or someth1ng... [5/12/2015 2:56:05 PM] HANDMAID: so much of the same. i hate it. [5/12/2015 2:56:24 PM] RUFIOH: -shifts on his feet- maybe 1t has to do w1th the creepy death sc1ence go1ng around? [5/12/2015 2:57:01 PM] HANDMAID: -staring at SOLLUX- [5/12/2015 2:57:23 PM] ROSE: Did I mention I am a therapist? [5/12/2015 2:58:10 PM] SOLLUX: -stares back at handmaid SQUINTING LOUDLY- [5/12/2015 2:58:33 PM] SOLLUX: -U WANNA GO BUTTERCUP MEET ME IN THE LIBRARY- [5/12/2015 2:58:38 PM] HANDMAID: -this is a staring war. You will not survive- [5/12/2015 2:58:39 PM] RUFIOH: no k1dd1ng? -snorts at her- so you're muscle on the sh1p as well as a bra1n? n1ce... [5/12/2015 2:59:24 PM] RUFIOH: -awkward wing waves. He might glance towards Sollux tho. A littler Mituna? Cool.- [5/12/2015 2:59:29 PM] ROSE: Rock hard muscle.  -she did a sit up once.  It sucked.- [5/12/2015 2:59:55 PM] HANDMAID: -i will butter your cup. in a nonsexual manner. but instead in a violent one.- [5/12/2015 3:00:18 PM] SOLLUX: -floats a napkin in front of Handmaid's face super casually- [5/12/2015 3:00:20 PM] RUFIOH: -WAIT A SECOND. He backtracks to stare at Sollux again.- HEY! 1t's that breakdanc1ng dude from the party! }:D [5/12/2015 3:00:39 PM] ROSE: It's.  Uh. [5/12/2015 3:00:43 PM] SOLLUX: uhhh oh. yeah. [5/12/2015 3:00:48 PM] ROSE: Yes. [5/12/2015 3:00:55 PM] SOLLUX: 2up. [5/12/2015 3:00:56 PM] HANDMAID: -snatches it and rips it to shreds- [5/12/2015 3:01:19 PM] ROSE: -yeah she's not gonna touch that one- [5/12/2015 3:01:26 PM] RUFIOH: holy sh*t, man! how's 1t go1ng? -casually doesn't notice handmaid ripping stuff up. She's so cool.- [5/12/2015 3:03:15 PM] SOLLUX: iit'2 whatever ii gue22. 2uper pumped two be back on murderkiill planet liike apparently everyone el2e. [5/12/2015 3:03:53 PM] MITUNA: -Hello the other Captor is floating in and getting some bacon and....dipping it in chocolate?- [5/12/2015 3:04:11 PM] HANDMAID: -floats a fork into sollux's hair- [5/12/2015 3:04:37 PM] RUFIOH: hah, 1 feel you there, dog... -happy wing flutters but then his attention snaps at a Mituna sighting.- M1TUNA! [5/12/2015 3:04:40 PM | Edited 3:04:44 PM] SOLLUX: -just..... looks at Mituna- what the fu-- -FORK'D- gah! [5/12/2015 3:04:51 PM] HANDMAID: -it was mituna.- [5/12/2015 3:05:34 PM] ROSE: -this is n irresponsible use of psionic abilities- [5/12/2015 3:05:36 PM] RUFIOH: -continues to not notice handmaid committing crimes and sets his food down to holla at his HOMEBOY- yoooooooo!!! [5/12/2015 3:05:50 PM] SOLLUX: -just flails at fork- [5/12/2015 3:06:55 PM] SOLLUX: -glares at handmaid- [5/12/2015 3:07:20 PM] HANDMAID: -ah yes. he is flailing. it is almost adequate entertainment- [5/12/2015 3:07:40 PM] HANDMAID: -pokerface- [5/12/2015 3:08:17 PM] SOLLUX: - distantly takes her ripped up napkin shreds and fashions them into a flower and just. Puts it on her shoulder. BEAUTIFUL.- [5/12/2015 3:08:36 PM] ROSE: You both know I an witnessing all of this, right? [5/12/2015 3:09:05 PM] SOLLUX: iidek what you're talkiing about. [5/12/2015 3:09:46 PM] ROSE: "But ma'am, I don't even know what a napkin is.  I am just a simple boy from murder county." [5/12/2015 3:09:57 PM | Edited 3:10:30 PM] HANDMAID. -glances down at the napkin shred flower and exhales the pieces everywhere.- i attract paper flowers. [5/12/2015 3:10:05 PM] SOLLUX: naiiled that performance. [5/12/2015 3:10:06 PM] RUFIOH: murder county? -hears that.- [5/12/2015 3:10:59 PM] SOLLUX: ye2. my hometown iin murder county, murder2ylvaniia. [5/12/2015 3:11:37 PM] RUFIOH: haha... bruh... [5/12/2015 3:12:45 PM] HANDMAID: is this how they collect samples of spoken word for idiots? [5/12/2015 3:13:25 PM] ROSE: They primarily export inane statements and implausible degrees of inanity. [5/12/2015 3:13:39 PM] RUFIOH: -he's not sure who's joking exactly and frankly, he's kind of afraid to find out. Stands there, picking at some lettuce.- [5/12/2015 3:13:40 PM] ROSE: And byproducts thereof. [5/12/2015 3:15:54 PM] RUFIOH: so 1t's l1ke... word sausage? [5/12/2015 3:16:23 PM] ROSE: Yes.  That is exactly what it is. [5/12/2015 3:16:37 PM] RUFIOH: -appears to have his mind blown by this revelation.- }8I [5/12/2015 3:16:45 PM] SOLLUX: pretty 2ure they ju2t waiit for you two 2how up olol. we have two pay the queen our re2pect2. [5/12/2015 3:17:37 PM] ROSE: But of courtttttthe.   Can't you tell by the ackththent? [5/12/2015 3:18:08 PM] SOLLUX: WOW. [5/12/2015 3:18:25 PM] RUFIOH: not cool... [5/12/2015 3:18:28 PM] SOLLUX: iincrediible. [5/12/2015 3:18:43 PM] HANDMAID: what a twist that you were the queen all along. [5/12/2015 3:18:55 PM] MITUNA: -Floats next to Rose and noms his chocolate bacon. Floats a piece in her face- [5/12/2015 3:19:16 PM] RUFIOH: -stuffs his mouth full of salad. SHIT. MITUNA. He almost inhales it and starts coughing.- [5/12/2015 3:19:22 PM] ROSE: -She sorta waves her hand at the floating bacon.- Hi, Mituna. [5/12/2015 3:21:25 PM] SOLLUX: m niight can keep hii2 2hiitty twii2t2, ii'm gettiing a refund on thii2 entiire iinteractiion. [5/12/2015 3:22:16 PM] SOLLUX: -picks up his junk and finds a table- [5/12/2015 3:23:05 PM] HANDMAID: are you sure that will work? every time someone has attempted to return you they have been rejected due to their item being in too poor condition. and ultimately undesirable in all aspects. [5/12/2015 3:23:29 PM | Edited 3:24:07 PM] ROSE: -tangling with skybacon still.- So long as you pay your fealty. [5/12/2015 3:23:51 PM] ROSE: Also, he left already.  Though that was still quite scathing. [5/12/2015 3:24:04 PM] RUFIOH: -is trying not to choke on lettuce but.. no he's okay. He's fine- [5/12/2015 3:24:18 PM] HANDMAID: shut up. [5/12/2015 3:24:26 PM] RUFIOH: -swallows and clears at his throat.- [5/12/2015 3:24:35 PM] ROSE: Do you want me to take this? [5/12/2015 3:24:38 PM] HANDMAID: your voice grates my ears. [5/12/2015 3:24:42 PM] MITUNA: ehehehehehe -Dance bacon dance! You never had a chance! And no one even knew it was really only you- [5/12/2015 3:25:16 PM] ROSE: -Bacon is ate suddenly.  It doesn't have the chance NOW.- [5/12/2015 3:25:27 PM] RUFIOH: -wait wait hold up. He FINALLY notices the handmaid giving people hard times.- ...what's go1ng on? [5/12/2015 3:25:28 PM] MITUNA: -HIS BACON!- [5/12/2015 3:25:51 PM] MITUNA: my chocle7y pork produc7 [5/12/2015 3:25:55 PM] HANDMAID: continue with your ignorance. it is easier to be stupid. [5/12/2015 3:26:16 PM] MITUNA: 5up handy -Waves at Handmaid- [5/12/2015 3:26:22 PM] RUFIOH: -who is she talking to? he gives her an uncertain look- [5/12/2015 3:26:56 PM] HANDMAID: -she was talking to RUFIOH but now mituna is waving at her and so that brings about a death glare.- [5/12/2015 3:27:12 PM] MITUNA: -Grins- [5/12/2015 3:27:27 PM] RUFIOH: oh. [5/12/2015 3:27:50 PM] RUFIOH: -quietly just... pokes fork at food. He's still not bothering to sit.- [5/12/2015 3:28:08 PM] MITUNA: -Still has not noticed Rufioh- [5/12/2015 3:28:24 PM] RUFIOH: -that's okay, dude- [5/12/2015 3:29:29 PM] HANDMAID: -she heads to the food bar to finally put something together for redglare, wordlessly.- [5/12/2015 3:32:12 PM] ROSE: This awkward silence is festering nicely.   Mituna, have you been at all busy on this planet? [5/12/2015 3:32:31 PM] MITUNA: N0P3!!! [5/12/2015 3:33:00 PM] RUFIOH: -aggressively finishes his food.- [5/12/2015 3:33:23 PM] ROSE: Ah. [5/12/2015 3:33:31 PM] MITUNA: wha7 abou7 you [5/12/2015 3:33:40 PM] MITUNA: oh hey i75 apple5auce dude [5/12/2015 3:33:45 PM] ROSE: Completely uneventful. [5/12/2015 3:34:43 PM] RUFIOH: hey, man. how's 1t fly1n? -considerably less enthusiasm than before- [5/12/2015 3:35:57 PM] MITUNA: wow wha7 wrecked your wa57e chu7e [5/12/2015 3:36:11 PM] MITUNA: ro5e wha7 wrecked hi5 wa57e chu7e [5/12/2015 3:36:47 PM] ROSE: He was sassed too hard. [5/12/2015 3:37:02 PM] RUFIOH: (...why are we talk1ng about... my waste chute...) [5/12/2015 3:37:06 PM] MITUNA: wha7 you can7 7ake a 5a55in [5/12/2015 3:37:23 PM] RUFIOH: oh. haha, probably not? [5/12/2015 3:37:33 PM] MITUNA: wha7 kind of nookgrub are you bro [5/12/2015 3:38:11 PM] ROSE: That's a very good question. [5/12/2015 3:38:17 PM] RUFIOH: the normal k1nd, 1 guess?? -not sure if he should be getting flustered here or not. He does get a little bit brown in the face.- [5/12/2015 3:39:02 PM] ROSE: I would have gone for "not a nook grub," myself. [5/12/2015 3:39:03 PM] MITUNA: -Sits next to rose and chomps a piece of chocolate covered bacon before pointing it at him matter of factly- [5/12/2015 3:39:30 PM] MITUNA: li57en up apple flu77er da5h [5/12/2015 3:39:58 PM] ROSE: (Incredible.) [5/12/2015 3:40:25 PM] MITUNA: don7 7ake wha7 5he 5ay5 7o hear7 5he5 7o7al go7 a hedgehog lodged up her nook or 5ome7hing bu7 5he5 no7 awful 5he doe5 however 5a55 7he pan75 off of everyone [5/12/2015 3:41:01 PM] ROSE: I didn't think we had custodial staff anyways. [5/12/2015 3:41:02 PM] RUFIOH: 1'm not sure that counts as sass though... -shifts around on his feet but... nods anyway- [5/12/2015 3:41:27 PM] MITUNA: 5he5 a 7o7al 5a55hole [5/12/2015 3:42:08 PM] RUFIOH: hehe... dude... -ok he laughs a little at that. He's starting to feel better already.- [5/12/2015 3:43:23 PM] MITUNA: -Chomps more bacon- [5/12/2015 3:44:35 PM] ROSE: Indeed.  Best to shake it off, and trouble yourself little. [5/12/2015 3:45:48 PM] RUFIOH: shake 1t off... yeah! -he bobs his head. Why were people so cool sometimes?- [5/12/2015 3:46:34 PM] MITUNA: exac7ly pull a 7roll 7aylor 5wif7 and make a sligh7ly 5elf depreca7ing mu5ic video abou7 7hen build a bridge and ge7 over i7 [5/12/2015 3:47:27 PM] ROSE: Being a therapist is almost entirely telling people to suck it up.  But on that note, I probably should go have actual office hours. [5/12/2015 3:47:55 PM] MITUNA: and how doe5 7ha7 make you feel [5/12/2015 3:48:52 PM] RUFIOH: well... troll taylor sywift 1s pretty hot... -flicks ears towards rose- oh r1ght, doll! [5/12/2015 3:49:03 PM] RUFIOH: bet you're busy as sh*t. }:o [5/12/2015 3:49:32 PM] MITUNA: 5he5 pre77y okay [5/12/2015 3:49:35 PM] VRISKA: -8UT NOT AS HOT AS ME- [5/12/2015 3:49:46 PM] MITUNA: -You're right, she's hotter- [5/12/2015 3:50:46 PM] VRISKA: -::::(- [5/12/2015 3:51:07 PM] MITUNA: -Get REKT- [5/12/2015 3:53:09 PM] RUFIOH: dude... have you ever met her? -let's say she is actually a thing- [5/12/2015 3:53:39 PM] MITUNA: i 7hink 5he came 7o 7he palace once idk [5/12/2015 3:54:18 PM] RUFIOH: wa1t... the palace? -HE WAS JOKING ABOUT MEETING HER and is now kinda squinting at Mituna.- [5/12/2015 3:54:51 PM] MITUNA: yeah 7he beforan palace -NOM NOM NOM bacon- [5/12/2015 3:55:19 PM] RUFIOH: you l1ved there?? -intriguing!- [5/12/2015 3:55:34 PM] MITUNA: yeah i grew up 7here [5/12/2015 3:56:13 PM] RUFIOH: that's pretty f*ck1ng cool though! [5/12/2015 3:56:28 PM] RUFIOH: but, uh... -stops himself- 1 guess that means you were culled... [5/12/2015 3:57:42 PM] MITUNA: -Shrugs- yeah [5/12/2015 3:58:34 PM] RUFIOH: d*mn... [5/12/2015 3:59:16 PM] RUFIOH: but... now you dr1ve f*ck1ng SPACESH1PS, yo. [5/12/2015 3:59:34 PM] RUFIOH: that's a hells of sweet deal!!! }:D [5/12/2015 3:59:52 PM] RUFIOH: what's 1t l1ke 1n the cockp1t??? [5/12/2015 4:02:22 PM] MITUNA: -Perks up- H3LL Y34H!!! my mom 7o7ally encouraged me becau5e 5he knew how much i loved flying [5/12/2015 4:02:30 PM] MITUNA: well my o7her mom [5/12/2015 4:02:36 PM] MITUNA: wha7ever [5/12/2015 4:03:19 PM] MITUNA: i75 pre77y rad bu7 7hey don7 really le7 me pu7 7he 5hip 7hrough i75 pace5 unle55 our a55 i5 ge77ing bla57ed 5o i75 ac7ually pre77y boring [5/12/2015 4:04:24 PM] RUFIOH: who the f*ck cares? you got sol1d gold p1lot brag t1tles. -finger pistols like aaaaaay- [5/12/2015 4:05:50 PM] MITUNA: -SNorts, what a fuckin WEEB- i75 pre77y cool yeah id be bummed a5 5hi7 if i couldn7 fly [5/12/2015 4:07:28 PM] RUFIOH: yeah 1t'd be... d*mn! now you got me all pumped and sh*t!!! -wing flutters- 1t'd be cool to go fly1ng somet1me, yo!!! [5/12/2015 4:07:41 PM | Edited 4:07:53 PM] RUFIOH: 1'll f*ck1ng race you. -he'd lose but THATS NOT THE POINT- [5/12/2015 4:08:03 PM] VRISKA: -watch out nerds here she comes- [5/12/2015 4:08:16 PM] MITUNA: dude i don7 7hink you can handle 7he5e bomb a55 5peed5 [5/12/2015 4:08:38 PM] RUFIOH: okay but you get ps1on hacks. [5/12/2015 4:09:07 PM] RUFIOH: 1've never had a bro to fly around w1th before! -FANBOY SPARKLING- [5/12/2015 4:09:20 PM] RUFIOH: -hasn't noticed the quad yet- [5/12/2015 4:09:57 PM] MITUNA: -He's such a bishie GOODBYE. He's gigglin.- yeah bu7 you have ac7ual wing5 how 5wee7 i5 7ha7 [5/12/2015 4:10:38 PM] RUFIOH: 1t's a1ght. not as b*tch1ng as... OPT1C BLAST MOTHAF*CKA. -STRIKES ANIME POSE- [5/12/2015 4:10:53 PM] RUFIOH: -HYAH!!!- [5/12/2015 4:11:13 PM] MITUNA: -CACKLES AND FALLS OUT OF HIS CHAIR- [5/12/2015 4:11:25 PM] RUFIOH: DUDE. [5/12/2015 4:12:56 PM] VRISKA: -NOTICE ME NOW. Cuz she's sliding right up next to RUFIOH and mituna, slamming her tray full of food down on the table- Are you guys done 8eing total nerds or what? [5/12/2015 4:13:12 PM] VRISKA: -ROLLING HER DAMN EYES- [5/12/2015 4:13:21 PM | Edited 4:13:26 PM] RUFIOH: vr1ska! -brightens up- [5/12/2015 4:13:25 PM] MITUNA: Y0UR3 5UCH 4 D0RKL0RD H0LY 5H17 [5/12/2015 4:13:38 PM] MITUNA: oh MITUNA: hey [5/12/2015 4:13:50 PM] RUFIOH: whaaaat?? 1 a1n't no DORKLORD?? [5/12/2015 4:13:53 PM] MITUNA: -Floats upright- [5/12/2015 4:14:03 PM] RUFIOH: f1te me... [5/12/2015 4:14:14 PM] MITUNA: you 5o are MITUNA: 1v1 me bro [5/12/2015 4:15:28 PM] RUFIOH: -flies up a little and makes ninja hands at him- !!! [5/12/2015 4:15:46 PM] RUFIOH: -but then his feet touch the ground again and he's cracking up- hahahaha! [5/12/2015 4:16:16 PM] MITUNA: -Slams his fist on the table laughing- [5/12/2015 4:16:19 PM] VRISKA: After that whole de8acle? Yeah, a dorklord is an understatement. 8oth of you. VRISKA: You're lucky that you have me to help you out! [5/12/2015 4:16:44 PM] MITUNA: holy 5hi7 who even a5ked for your inpu7 [5/12/2015 4:16:57 PM] VRISKA: -Talking over their laughter is tough- [5/12/2015 4:17:02 PM] RUFIOH: she see us roll1n... she hat1n... [5/12/2015 4:17:13 PM] RUFIOH: -SNICKERING- [5/12/2015 4:17:51 PM] MITUNA: -SNORTS- [5/12/2015 4:18:13 PM] MITUNA: 5he mad bro [5/12/2015 4:19:13 PM] RUFIOH: (she j1mm1es rustled...) [5/12/2015 4:19:44 PM] MITUNA: -SNRK- (her vinegar level5 are ri5ing) [5/12/2015 4:19:58 PM] VRISKA: -Plops down at the the table.- I'm not mad. I get it when people want to do em8arass themselves- will you stop whispering???????? [5/12/2015 4:20:00 PM] RUFIOH: (over n1ne thousaaaaand!!!) [5/12/2015 4:20:11 PM] RUFIOH: haha, sorry babe. [5/12/2015 4:23:37 PM] MITUNA: babe MITUNA: holy 5hi7 youre da7ing 7ha7 MITUNA: LMAO -CACKLES- [5/12/2015 4:23:59 PM] RUFIOH: holy f*ck... [5/12/2015 4:24:36 PM] RUFIOH: 1t's VR1SKA, yo. that's her name! [5/12/2015 4:25:01 PM] MITUNA: vri5ke7bri5ke7 [5/12/2015 4:25:18 PM] VRISKA: See, this is what I get for 8eing a good m8sprit. VRISKA: Ridicule and ungr8tefulness!!!!!!!! [5/12/2015 4:25:41 PM] RUFIOH: -he's... trying not to laugh.- 1t a1n't r1d1cule??? [5/12/2015 4:25:58 PM] RUFIOH: maybe... r1d1cute? [5/12/2015 4:26:18 PM] MITUNA: more like ridiculou5 [5/12/2015 4:27:02 PM] RUFIOH: no!!! she's r1d1v1c1ous. look at her. -admiring- [5/12/2015 4:27:07 PM] KANAYA: Whats Ridiculous [5/12/2015 4:27:14 PM] VRISKA: -DAMN IT KANAYA- [5/12/2015 4:27:43 PM] MITUNA: 7he back of yo head [5/12/2015 4:27:48 PM] KANAYA: Really [5/12/2015 4:28:02 PM] MITUNA: work 7ha7 updo [5/12/2015 4:28:11 PM] VRISKA: -YES LOOK AT ME- [5/12/2015 4:28:16 PM] KANAYA: I Will Do That [5/12/2015 4:28:22 PM] RUFIOH: -heart eyes at vriska- [5/12/2015 4:28:53 PM] VRISKA: -Flips her hair.- This guy's just spouting shit and I think it's some kind of diagnosable condition! [5/12/2015 4:29:03 PM] KANAYA: Which Guy [5/12/2015 4:29:34 PM] MITUNA: oh yeah ju57 like being an in5ufferable bi7ch righ7 [5/12/2015 4:29:38 PM] VRISKA: -Points at Mituna- He's egging on my m8sprit. [5/12/2015 4:29:52 PM] VRISKA: 8lah 8lah 8lah how original. [5/12/2015 4:29:55 PM] RUFIOH: woah... wa1t... let's not... call each other names? [5/12/2015 4:29:57 PM] KANAYA: Your Ma [5/12/2015 4:29:59 PM] KANAYA: Oh [5/12/2015 4:30:14 PM] KANAYA: ... Hello [5/12/2015 4:30:30 PM] MITUNA: original 7he in5ul7 do no7 57eal [5/12/2015 4:30:42 PM] MITUNA: -still laughing forever- [5/12/2015 4:30:42 PM] RUFIOH: -slowly grows awkward- hey, doll... how's 1t go1ng? [5/12/2015 4:31:09 PM] VRISKA: -stabs fork into grubsteak- [5/12/2015 4:31:20 PM] KANAYA: I Am Going KANAYA: It Is Kanaya [5/12/2015 4:31:24 PM] KANAYA: Wait [5/12/2015 4:31:28 PM] KANAYA: Reverse Those Two Things [5/12/2015 4:32:04 PM] VRISKA: -well she's being SUFFICIENTLY WEIRD- [5/12/2015 4:32:06 PM] RUFIOH: yeah, yeah. no problem. -hands in his pockets, kinda side-eyeing Vriska and Mituna.- [5/12/2015 4:32:20 PM] KANAYA: -YOU HAVE A MATESPRIT, VRISKA- [5/12/2015 4:32:35 PM] VRISKA: -BIG DEAL- [5/12/2015 4:32:41 PM] RUFIOH: 1 th1nk 1've seen you before? you're the head of serv1ce, r1ght? [5/12/2015 4:32:48 PM] KANAYA: Yes That Is Me [5/12/2015 4:33:04 PM] RUFIOH: 1'm a real fan of... your serv1ce then. h1gh qual1ty stuff, yo. [5/12/2015 4:33:18 PM] KANAYA: I Appreciate Your Appreciation [5/12/2015 4:33:40 PM] MITUNA: -Finishes his bacon and floats off still laughing. He has duty now- 5eeya ruf 5eeya kanaya hahaha oh wow -He gone- [5/12/2015 4:33:46 PM] KANAYA: -mituna save me from myself-- nope he gone- [5/12/2015 4:33:52 PM] KANAYA: ... [5/12/2015 4:33:54 PM] RUFIOH: -hehe- 1 apprec1ate your appec1at1on for my apprec1at1on. }:) [5/12/2015 4:33:59 PM] RUFIOH: ... [5/12/2015 4:34:04 PM] KANAYA: .............. [5/12/2015 4:34:10 PM] RUFIOH: f*ck, he left. }:( [5/12/2015 4:34:36 PM] KANAYA: I Agree With That Statement [5/12/2015 4:34:57 PM] MITUNA: -His spirit lingers and tells you both that you can do better- [5/12/2015 4:35:24 PM] RUFIOH: -i'll miss u- [5/12/2015 4:35:34 PM] KANAYA: A Certifiable Fuck In The Area Of That Particular Happening [5/12/2015 4:35:47 PM] RUFIOH: -snorts a little- omg... [5/12/2015 4:35:49 PM] VRISKA: Ok let's stop this convers8tion from getting too lame. [5/12/2015 4:35:51 PM] KANAYA: -anyway hows your sex life- [5/12/2015 4:36:01 PM] VRISKA: -HAHAHAHAHAH- [5/12/2015 4:36:50 PM] KANAYA: I Am Waiting With 88ted 8reath For You To Make The Conversation Less Lame In Some Manner [5/12/2015 4:37:07 PM] KANAYA: I Am Saying That The Same Way That You Do With The Silly 8s [5/12/2015 4:37:33 PM] RUFIOH: -he doesn't think he's met a bigger nerd than himself. Rufioh immediately feels endeared to Kanaya and relaxes. He glances between them, curious- are you lad1es fr1ends? [5/12/2015 4:42:50 PM] VRISKA: -Gives Kanaya a look while she chews her food- Eff moffaif. [5/12/2015 4:43:00 PM] RUFIOH: }:? [5/12/2015 4:44:23 PM] KANAYA: ... [5/12/2015 4:44:29 PM] KANAYA: Whatever She Said I Guess [5/12/2015 4:45:50 PM] RUFIOH: uh... okay. -he didn't really hear what she said.- [5/12/2015 4:46:32 PM] VRISKA: -She swallows.- Ex-moirails. Friends, yeah. [5/12/2015 4:46:55 PM] RUFIOH: oh............ -phew. This just loads of more awkward.- [5/12/2015 4:48:00 PM] VRISKA: -Only awkward if you MAKE it awkward.- [5/12/2015 4:51:36 PM] KANAYA: I Was Not Aware She Received Another Quadrant Lately [5/12/2015 4:52:38 PM] RUFIOH: yeah! 1t just k1nd of happened that way! 1'm a pretty lucky dude. -shines- [5/12/2015 4:53:49 PM] VRISKA: -EATS LIKE BAKURA EATIN A STEAK- [5/12/2015 4:56:06 PM] RUFIOH: -kind of gets the sense that he's treading on toes here and clears his throat.- the deta1ls are pretty bor1ng so 1 won't go 1nto them much... [5/12/2015 4:56:24 PM] RUFIOH: but 1 do th1nk 1 could go for some push-ups? [5/12/2015 4:56:34 PM] KANAYA: -he sure is.... enthusiastic about this....... that's interesting- Push Ups [5/12/2015 4:57:19 PM] VRISKA: Yeah, he's so into push ups. Why don't you show Kanaya how you can do 88 of them???????? [5/12/2015 4:57:58 PM] RUFIOH: yeah! 1'm try1ng to get buff here, haha. -rubs at his arm, check out this FIRE ARM. actually, it's just a regular arm. There might be some tone to it now?? He can't really tell.- [5/12/2015 4:58:02 PM] RUFIOH: uh... r1ght now? [5/12/2015 4:58:49 PM] VRISKA: When the fuck else would I 8e asking you to do it? Two weeks from now???????? No. VRISKA: RIGHT now. [5/12/2015 4:59:55 PM] RUFIOH: -he sweats a little, babe pls- [5/12/2015 5:02:57 PM] KANAYA: That Is [5/12/2015 5:03:00 PM] KANAYA: Not Necessary [5/12/2015 5:03:10 PM] KANAYA: At All Really [5/12/2015 5:03:26 PM] VRISKA: No it is. VRISKA: Right Rufioh???????? -NUDGING HIM- [5/12/2015 5:03:39 PM] VRISKA: He WANTS to do them. He JUST said he wants to do them. [5/12/2015 5:04:33 PM] RUFIOH: well 1 d1d but... -uncomfortable with spotlight- [5/12/2015 5:05:03 PM] KANAYA: Really Ever [5/12/2015 5:07:32 PM] VRISKA: Just do it! [5/12/2015 5:07:55 PM] RUFIOH: ... [5/12/2015 5:08:04 PM] RUFIOH: do you really want me to? [5/12/2015 5:08:10 PM] VRISKA: Uh, yeah! [5/12/2015 5:08:22 PM | Edited 5:08:31 PM] VRISKA: Is that not o8bious from how many times I just told you to do it? [5/12/2015 5:08:40 PM] RUFIOH: 1t's... obv1ous... [5/12/2015 5:09:25 PM] VRISKA: Then DO it!!!!!!!! [5/12/2015 5:10:08 PM] KANAYA: Vriska I Am Getting The Distinct Impression He Does Not Actually Want To Do It [5/12/2015 5:10:48 PM] RUFIOH: -The yelling has him freezing in place- [5/12/2015 5:11:12 PM] RUFIOH: -kind of upset and finding it difficult to breathe again.- [5/12/2015 5:11:58 PM] VRISKA: Well it's not my fault I misread whatever signs he was giving off. If he was still training he wouldn't have even hesit8ted. [5/12/2015 5:13:06 PM] RUFIOH: -shifty eyes and doesn't say much of anything- [5/12/2015 5:13:12 PM] KANAYA: Hesitation Is Usually The Sign [5/12/2015 5:13:47 PM] VRISKA: Whatever. -Goes back to eating her food.- Yo foff. [5/12/2015 5:25:12 PM] RUFIOH: -he's just gonna... try slinking off now.- [5/12/2015 5:26:28 PM] VRISKA: Hey where are you going???????? [5/12/2015 5:26:47 PM] KANAYA: Probably Elsewhere [5/12/2015 5:28:14 PM] RUFIOH: 1'm... uh. -eyes rest on Kanaya and for some reason, he feels awfully self conscious. He looks off.- just go1ng to my block, that's all. [5/12/2015 5:28:22 PM] RUFIOH: 1 gotta feed bulldad. [5/12/2015 5:29:22 PM] VRISKA: Oh. Ok. VRISKA: Weird timing 8ut ok. -Totally oblivious to the fact that she upset him- [5/12/2015 5:30:13 PM] KANAYA: -NOT OBLIVIOUS, JUST STARIN AT VRISKA- [5/12/2015 5:31:15 PM] RUFIOH: sorry. -there he goes, melting into oblivion. Time to bury himself in TOHSHC.- [5/12/2015 5:33:52 PM] VRISKA: -goes back to eating like nothing happened, not noticing Kanaya.- [5/12/2015 5:37:56 PM] KANAYA: You Know I Think There Are Probably Better Ways To Bond With A Matesprit Than The Demand For More Pushups KANAYA: -or cowbell- [5/12/2015 5:40:15 PM] VRISKA: What do you even mean? That's how this whole thing started! VRISKA: He was into me as soon as I sent him around the atrium 8 times! [5/12/2015 5:40:43 PM] KANAYA: ... [5/12/2015 5:41:14 PM] KANAYA: The Basis For Your Relationship Was Founded Upon Exercise Training [5/12/2015 5:44:01 PM] VRISKA: Don't look at me like that! I can't help it if  that's what he's into. [5/12/2015 5:44:52 PM] KANAYA: Is That What You Are Mutually Into [5/12/2015 5:45:46 PM] VRISKA: -She shrugs.- He pretty much does anything I want him to. [5/12/2015 5:46:14 PM] KANAYA: And You Do Not Find This Suspect In Any Way [5/12/2015 5:47:09 PM] VRISKA: He wants to. What are you suggesting? -squints- [5/12/2015 5:49:30 PM] VRISKA: Like sorry if Rose doesn't c8ter to your needs at all 8ut don't take it out on me! [5/12/2015 5:50:24 PM] KANAYA: That Is KANAYA: Not The Point I Was Making [5/12/2015 5:51:55 PM] VRISKA: Sometimes people just want to do what you want to do. That's what having someone REALLY like you is like. VRISKA: Tell Rose to take some fucking lessons. [5/12/2015 5:54:09 PM] KANAYA: I Appreciate Your Effort To Deflect A Thing Im Saying That You Are Not Entirely Cognizant Of As An Issue I Must Take With My Matesprit But Again KANAYA: That Is Not The Point I Am Making [5/12/2015 5:54:17 PM] KANAYA: You Dont Think He Seemed At All Even A Little Intimidated By You [5/12/2015 5:55:03 PM] VRISKA: No? [5/12/2015 5:55:28 PM] KANAYA: ... [5/12/2015 5:55:44 PM] KANAYA: Ok Well I Think That Might Speak For Itself A Little [5/12/2015 5:55:58 PM] KANAYA: That Is Almost Entirely The Impression I Was Getting [5/12/2015 6:05:41 PM] VRISKA: It seemed like he was chickening out to me. [5/12/2015 6:06:19 PM] KANAYA: Those Things Are Not Necessarily Mutually Exclusive [5/12/2015 6:07:37 PM] VRISKA: He's mean to me all the time! So he has no reason to 8e intimid8ted. [5/12/2015 6:10:11 PM] KANAYA: Im Not Sure Evaluating Whether He Should Or Should Not Be Intimidated Is What We Should Be Focusing On Here [5/12/2015 6:10:44 PM] KANAYA: The Fact Is That Is The Impression I Was Getting And Maybe It Would Benefit You To Consider It [5/12/2015 6:11:28 PM] VRISKA: Don't you think if he is that it's his pro8lem? [5/12/2015 6:12:57 PM] KANAYA: No I Would Think It Is A Problem That You Both Share KANAYA: As That Is A Side Effect Of The Mutually Nurturing Relationship You Appear To Be Attempting To Foster [5/12/2015 6:13:37 PM] KANAYA: At Least In Theory [5/12/2015 6:19:45 PM] VRISKA: Ok 8ut why would you a8sor8 someone else's pro8lem you're in a quadrant with? VRISKA: That just seems like dou8le the pro8lem to me. VRISKA: And dou8le the stupid! Hahahahahahahaha! [5/12/2015 6:20:49 PM] KANAYA: ... KANAYA: -don't facepalm Kanaya. don't do it.- [5/12/2015 6:24:27 PM] KANAYA: You Do Not Think That Any Of His Problems Could Potentially Put A Strain On Him As Well As On The Relationship You Are Currently Sharing KANAYA: Nor Do You Think That Any Problem You May Be In Part Responsible For And Thus Required In Part To Address KANAYA: May Be Worth Considering As A Problem Of Yours [5/12/2015 6:26:33 PM] VRISKA: -Stares at Kanaya for a second and squints. Maybe starts to consider this.- I mean if he lets it put a strain on it. VRISKA: 8ut he should just push it aside! [5/12/2015 6:27:00 PM] KANAYA: Pushing Aside Your Problems Does Not Actually Count As Dealing With Them [5/12/2015 6:28:07 PM] VRISKA: Well it should. [5/12/2015 6:28:20 PM] KANAYA: No Not Really [5/12/2015 6:48:51 PM] VRISKA: 8ut dealing with things is NOT time efficient whatsoever. [5/12/2015 6:57:48 PM] KANAYA: Sigh [5/12/2015 6:58:25 PM] KANAYA: I Am Emphasizing My Sigh Verbally So You Are Well Aware Of How Long And Suffering It Is [5/12/2015 7:01:35 PM] VRISKA: I get the point of your exhal8tions, Kanaya! 8ut thanks! [5/12/2015 7:06:45 PM] KANAYA: I Am Relieved That At Least Something Is Clear [5/12/2015 7:07:36 PM] KANAYA: I Will Just Say That Dealing With Problems Is An Important Thing To Do Regardless Of How Time Efficient They May Or May Not Be KANAYA: I Should Think That You And I Would Have Learned That Lesson Quite Clearly If You Recall [5/12/2015 7:07:59 PM] KANAYA: I Do Not Want You To Repeat That Mistake [5/12/2015 7:08:09 PM] KANAYA: Or Mist8ke If You Prefer [5/12/2015 7:10:27 PM] VRISKA: -She leans her head back dramatically.- Uuuuuuuugh! VRISKA: Why do you have to make it all personal and shit? [5/12/2015 7:10:55 PM] KANAYA: Because I Hoped It Might Impress The Relevance Of The Situation [5/12/2015 7:11:18 PM] KANAYA: Anyway I Will Let That Be The Last Thing I Say On That For The Moment [5/12/2015 7:13:16 PM] KANAYA: I Should Probably Return To Doing Something Relevant To Ship Nutrition [5/12/2015 7:14:14 PM] VRISKA: -she sighs LOUDLY, looking VERY unhappy about what she's realizing she needs to do right now. and not wanting to do it at all.- Yeah, yeah, get 8ack to work. [5/12/2015 7:15:17 PM] KANAYA: Ok I Will [5/12/2015 7:15:51 PM] KANAYA: ... KANAYA: -pats Vriska's hand a lil and scurries away- [5/12/2015 7:16:25 PM] VRISKA: ........ [5/12/2015 7:16:44 PM] VRISKA: -WELL, with that she gets up and heads out- [5/13/2015 6:44:06 PM] DAMARA: -Sitting in the back of the cafeteria, cutting slices off an apple with a paper knife and snacking like that. Maybe cutting little faces into the slices before eating them who knows.-

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ATRIUM SECURITY RECORDING 0093

== Later, it would seem that all of the bananas in the cafeteria has mysteriously vanished. Where on earth could they have gone? == DIRK: -aggressively wheels into the atrium from his room with a bunch of bees following him around. they're just following him. some are sitting on him. buzzing. being obnoxious. but not stingy.- DISCIPLE:  -she slowly cats in Dirk's direction.  What was going on with those bees?  Also, can she eat them.  Two very important questions.- DIRK: -stops his wheeling when a cat gets in his road- Do you know how to restrain bees without upsetting them? DISCIPLE: Do they make sweetmeats? DIRK: Apparently. -according to aradia, they are going to make sweetmeats IN HIS HAIR- DISCIPLE:  Are they his?  Does he love them?  Care for them?  -Would he miss them if they were eaten.-  ...  Do they sting? DIRK: What? No. Fuck these bees. DIRK: But usually bees sting. DISCIPLE:  -She snaps her jaw in their direction.-  Rrrrrr.... SUMMONER: -NYOOOMS into the atrium, well, or the wing flapping equivalent of a jet engine sound. He is on his way to the cafeteria, but does a double take in the air at this bee... Situation. Also there is a cat girl. But is it /THE/ cat girl??? He is just kind of hovering in the air by them and staring, hands in his pockets.- DIRK: Er. Are you trying to eat them? I wouldn't recommend that. -notices someone fluttery in the corner of his eye and turns himself so he can look at this mysterious person... ohshit is that rufioh?? no, wait, no. good, because he would prefer it if hot anime troll did not see him with wheelchair + neckbrace + bee combo- DIRK: What? DISCIPLE:  Rrrr? DISCIPLE: -She is momentarily distracted from snapping at bees to look up at the Summoner.  NOW WHO IS THIS?  (and can she eat him too?)  She stands upright, looking rather curious.- SUMMONER: -Are you implying that Rhodri is not a hot anime troll, fucking EXCUSE YOU? He flashes a lopsided grin, leaning over a little in the air and gestures a little towards the bees.- do you need some help w1th that? SUMMONER: -He glances over at the cat girl and gives her a smile too. He would have winked, but there was a chance that this was THE cat girl and winking at the Signless' waifu would not be a smooth move.- DISCIPLE: Rrr.  Who is this.  What is he. DIRK: -oh, not the lopsided grin. dirk was mistaken, rhodri is also a hot anime troll. dammit all.- DISCIPLE: -what even IS anime.  He has wings and that is odd.  She's certainly never heard of a troll having wings before.- SUMMONER: -Slow blinking, but keeps smiling.- well, 1'm rhodr1, rhodr1 n1tram, some people call me the summoner, -Shrugs in the air.- what 1 am, 1s a troll, but 1 am also a mus1c1an, SUMMONER: aaaand 1 know how to handle w1ldl1fe, 1nclud1ng bees, 1f those even are an 1ssue, DIRK: -and a musician?? dAMN. oh wait, he's offering to help. right, right.- Yes. Yes they are an issue. DISCIPLE: Perrrrhaps they are the ones with golden treasures.  Or sweet insides.  -She prowls around the bee-cloud.- SUMMONER: -You should contact his manager for a private concert. He hooks his thumbs into his pockets, looking from the human to the cat troll and back again.- okay, so 1f they are an 1ssue, then there would be no problem 1n them be1ng potent1ally munched on by a cat troll, yeah? they are not your pets or anyth1ng? your beer1ff1c pals? DISCIPLE:  They are food.  Buzz, flutter, blink.  They speak to each other quietly, on-off-on-off, transmitting... thinking, talking, speaking, commanding. DISCIPLE:  Rrrr.... DIRK: -brow raise at disciple. okay then...- They're not mine. They were sent by -it feels weird to say but also kind of nice to think about so- my kismesis to piss me off, so I guess they belong to him. I can't decide if I'm feeling vengeful enough to have her eat them, though. DISCIPLE:  She will choose whether she eats.  Not him. DIRK: Oh. Well then. -shrugs like WIN-WIN??- DISCIPLE: >:oo SUMMONER: that 1s, pretty much, what bees do, yeah, -He is just all smiles. What a weird situation this is. He lets out a low "ah" in realization.- 1 mean, 1 could always just send them back to the1r "master" -yes he used airqoutes- except just more, rebell1ous, 1 guess, as 1n they would st1ng h1m, but that's all up to you, -Eyes those triangle shades for a moment.- kam1na, -Single fingergun.- DISCIPLE: He is He-Who-Strides.  -Matter of factly.- DIRK: -BLUSHU BI - Though I've been doin' a lot less stridin' these days. DIRK: It's Dirk Strider. DIRK: And if you could do that for me, that'd be fucking super. Just so long as you don't fuck him up too bad. -that's HIS JOB- DISCPLE:  Does he speak their language?  In blinks and buzzes? SUMMONER: ah, sorry, my m1stake, -Low chuckle and runs a hand through his hair.- st1ll, n1ce to meet you d1rk, bees as1de, and everyth1ng, -Waves a hand in front of himself- ah, no no, 1 wouldn't try to mess h1m up too bad, just help1ng a guy out here, SUMMONER: -Side eyes at cat girl and he is now grinning.- you could say that, -His gaze moves back to anime boy and his bees. Said bees now flying away from him in a organized and orderly line. They fly around Rhodri for a bit, then they suddenly NYOOM off towards wherever their master were at. They were feeling clingy and stingy. Fucking amazing.- DISCIPLE: -A fang pokes out from her lip in a snaggle-toothed expression of confusion, the bees zooming overhead as she sits on what used to be a planter for flowers.- SUMMONER: -Chuckles at the confused look on cat girl's face.- sorry, they are on the1r way home now, maybe 1 can help you f1nd some w1ld bees you can chew on 1nstead, at some po1nt, DISCIPLE:  In space.  -She picks a half-dead flower and chews on that, instead.- SIGNLESS: -He was much calmer then he had been yesterday. However Kasvik was certainly jittery enough to be actively seeking his lover. Which meant he was searching the ship high and low for her, but ignoring the vents. He had covered at least one third of the ship before he made it to the atrium. And low and behold there she was. Thank god. Something about having Darkleer being employed on this ship made Kasvik all kinds of nervous for the people he cared most about.- SIGNLESS: -Subtle yet not subtle sigh of relief.- DISCIPLE: -Chews on a flower.- DISCIPLE: :TT SUMMONER: was th1nk1ng more on the actual planet whenever we actual- -He stops as he spots a Kasvik approaching. He holds up a finger.- one second, -NYOOMS over to Kasvik and crashes into him, he is gonna anime pin him to the wall, hE GONNA DO IT HE SAID HE WAS GONNA.- DISCIPLE: -:OO- DISCIPLE: -She spits out a flower and leaps into the air, hair standing on end as she JUMPS ON HIM, TOO, partly panicking because of the perceived hostility towards Kasvik.- DISCIPLE: -They may or may not be on top of each other in an idiot pile.- DIRK: -stares- SIGNLESS: -He opened his mouth to call out to the cat girl.-  Darling you really shouldn't be eating those, you never know what kind of chemicals could be on them--!!!!! -HE HAD NOT SEEN RHODRI OH TROLL JESUS. Kasvik was tackled by an assumed excited flying troll, and then to add to it another pounce from his familiar!! Dear lord he was going to be crushed!!-  HRGHKK!! O-Okay you both got me!?? O-Oh god I'm dying here, one of you needs to get off!! -He wheezes.- DISCIPLE: WHY IS HE ON YOU RRRR SIGNLESS: Well wh-why are you on me!! DISCIPLE: Is he going to kill him! DISCIPLE: Is he going to bite him? DISCIPLE:  Is he going to TAKE HIS SKIN? DIRK: ... SIGNLESS: At this rate you b-both are going to kill me oh my GOD!! -SQUIRMING AND TRYING TO CLAW HIMSELF OUT OF THIS PILE- SUMMONER: -HRK he did not expect cat troll to pounce on him too. He is squirming, uncomfortable with the weight against his wings. He stops squirming at cat girl accusations.- wHAT?! nO, wHAT ARE YOU EVEN TALK1NG ABOUT? -Flustered squirming now.- 1 was just go1ng to p1n h1m, l1ke 1 have TOLD H1M that 1 would do! DISCIPLE: oh. DISCIPLE: -She quieeetly climbs off of them.-  :II DISCIPLE:  He looked.  He flew.  Very suddenly. SIGNLESS: -BIG SIGH OF RELIEF NOW as he slightly less crushed.- SUMMONER: -Gets up and dusts himself off. He stretches out his wings, then folds them on his back.- yeah, well, 1 had to do that 1f 1 wanted to catch h1m off guard, -Looks at cat troll.- though 1f do1ng so made you startled, then 1'm sorry for that, SIGNLESS: -Nah its cool he is just going to lie there for a bit. you guys go ahead and talk.- SUMMONER: -Wheels slowly turning in his head though.- SUMMONER: -Kas had called cat troll "darling". Cat troll is protective of Kas. Kas looks like Signless. Cat troll looks like Disciple. Jepordy theme plays in his head.- DISCIPLE:  -She decides to sit on Signless.  She soorta looks sheepish and awkward though.  She's not great with loud noises or sudden movements or crowds or drapes or things that are especially shreddable.  Or birds.- SIGNLESS: -FURTHER WHEEZING-  I-I'm glad to see you, dear. But good LORD do you have to sit on me?? SUMMONER: -Staring at cat troll now.- 1,,, d1dn't catch your name? SIGNLESS: -He looks over at the original troll to tackle him finally notcing him.- Oh. Hello there Rhodri. How are you? -Smooth- DISCIPLE: She is Huntress.  She is Disciple.  She is lover and warrior, she is death.  She is the scribe.  She is many things.  Rrr.  He can choose which title he wishes.  None are wrong.  -Yes she absolutely MUST sit on him.  Must.- PSII: -Gonna walk on in too, hell yeah. And look at that, my best friend is being crushed by his matesprite. This is normal.- SIGNLESS: -WELL IF SHE MUST- SUMMONER: -Oh god oh no oh fu ck o h. It looks like he was just punched in the face with a fuckton of bricks. His eyes dart down to Kasvik, and his face goes completely bronze. He quickly looks away. This is not happening this is nOT HIS LIFE THIS IS NOT A THING HAHAHAHHAHAH!!! He makes a low deflating wheezing noise.- SIGNLESS: -ALSO HEY THERE FRIEND.- Mikkev is that you I see out of the corner of my eye. I think I'm going to pass out from being repetedly crushed-- -He looks back over at Rhodri.- Oh man. Rhodri are you alright??! SUMMONER: 1 AM JUST, gO1NG TO LEAVE NOW, bECAUSE OF, -Frantic pointing off into the distance, not even looking, his eyes locked on his HERO and the Disciple.- rEASONS, tHAT ARE VERY 1MPORTANT, 1N MOSTLY ME NOT BE1NG HERE, -Wings are unfurling.- DIRK: -oh hey psii- DIRK: -yes he's still watching all this- SIGNLESS: Whoah hey!! Wait a second! -Kinda actually sitting up now. Sorry hun.- Why?? SIGNLESS: -He kinda knows why- DISCIPLE:  Rrrr?  where is he going? SUMMONER: -He just wants to crawl into a hole and die. Or at least hide in his block indefinitely.- sO, 1 AM JUST K1ND OF GO1NG TO DO THAT NOW, tHE LEAV1NG TH1NG, tHAT 1S OCCUR1NG, r1GHT ABOUT NOW, tH1S SECOND, -Those wings are out and he is NYOOMING away out of the atrium.- SIGNLESS: -Aww. His friend left ):B- . . . Damn. -He looks sad and disapointed.- I was afraid that would happen. . . DISCIPLE:  Rrr?  What did she do?  Did she do something? DISCIPLE:  She did not eat ONE bee. SIGNLESS: Well I'm very proud of that good job. -He sighed and just stayed on the floor now he had no more energy- No he is just a bit weird. Don't mind him. DIRK: That was weird. -says the guy who had a bee swarm following him around 5 minutes ago- DISCIPLE: :?? PSII: -walks on up to them- So uh. What's going on here. SIGNLESS: -Looks up at him- We are playing crush the idiot. Would you like to join us? DISCIPLE:  Rrr.  It is her favorite game.  :33 DISCIPLE: -SIT.- PSII: -grins- Depends. Are you the idiot? SIGNLESS: -This girl is going to kill him- For all purposes of the game, yes. DOLOROSA: -Mom may be lurking in the distance, JUDGING. But mostly trying to figure out how to get across the atrium without being seen. Things are awkward.- DISCIPLE: -Her ears perk up and she sits at-alert.- PSII: Just for the game? You're sure? -waves at disciple. Flops down on the ground with them- SIGNLESS: No I'm pretty much an idiot all the time, you're right. -Yes. Yes all friends just gather around him. This is what he needed right now. Just keep darkleer far away dammit.- PSII: things are still a little awkward with Signless but. He can't be pissy forever. SIGNLESS: -Hes still really sorry.- DISCIPLE:  -She rubs her face against Psii.- DISCIPLE:  Yes. PSII: Heh. I can't disagree with that. SIGNLESS: Are you going to sit on me too then? DISCIPLE:   He should do this. PSII: Hey Disci. -scritches her head- Hm. I don't know. I might like. Sit next to you. You need your internal organs. -im not sure about that much physical contact- PSII: -wait a tick is that ymirra- DISCIPLE:  We are almost here.  All of us. DOLOROSA: -distant sweating- DISCIPLE: -Earperk in her direction.  Faint whine.- SIGNLESS: Oh I assure you my organs are already squished beyond repair. I was tackled by a full grown, flying troll as well as this one. -Points at his lover. And mom? What mom. He sees no mom. He is stuck on the GROUND.- PSII: -Looks at Disciple- Something wrong? -More firmly scritching- DISCIPLE: -Staaaaring.- DISCIPLE:  -She knows what's up.- DOLOROSA: -sighs and starts shuffling across the atrium finally, she can't escape the cat gaze- DISCIPLE:  -She lifts her arms up.  She's totally gonna drag her into the pile.- DOLOROSA: -She could use some cat hugs, actually, now that you mention it. DESCENDS INTO THE CAT EMBRACE- PSII: -surprised noise anyway- Mirra. SIGNLESS: -Oh that was his mom. That disciple was hugging. While sitting on top of him.- . . . . . . DISCUPLE: -Pulls her into the PILE.-  Rrr. It is good. Yes.  Together.  -Oh, yes, yes she was.  This was no accident.- DOLOROSA: -SITS ON HER SON, APPARENTLY- SIGNLESS: -Good feeling that had started was now completely gone- PSII: -scoots on in to the cuddle pile. In the middle of an atrium. Is this sanitary.- SIGNLESS: -Yes mother. Go ahead crush him. Do it physcially this time. Why not.- SIGNLESS: -Also probably not entirely sanitary, no.- DISCIPLE: Is good? DOLOROSA: -just kind of clinging to Disciple still, attempting to smile- This is fine. PSII: -grins at disciple- It's totally good. DISCIPLE:  -She rubs her face against Psii again, sprawling out on the ground.  She's preeeetty much positioned herself to lay across EVERYONE.- PSII: Hey, Ymirra. How's it hanging. DOLOROSA: As mos+ +hings do. Perpendicular +o +he ground. PSII: -grins. Waggles his eyebrows.- I dunno, this is looking pretty horizontal to me. SIGNLESS: -He looks so unamused now.- . .  . . . . . . DISCIPLE: -Quiet jab at him.- SIGNLESS: -Grunts painfully but no you cant make him talk.- DISCIPLE: -Oh yeah?  What if she POUTS at him?- DOLOROSA: An accura+e assessmen+. -glances down at her son and sighs, yes he is being as stubborn as she imagined he would be- Bu+ I should probably ge+ ver+ical again. PSII: Are you leaving already? PSII: -don't leave already- SIGNLESS: -Pouting will not work either.- Apparently she is. PSII: Uh, well. Have you eaten? Because I totally haven't. DOLOROSA: -stares- DOLOROSA: You haven'+ ea+en. PSII: -toothy grin. Gotcha.- Nope. PSII: I've been working. DOLOROSA: -you do these things on purpose you shit- DISCIPLE:  Her meal escaped.  She ate petals. DOLOROSA: Wha+ are you all doing. SIGNLESS: -He now turns his head to frown at psi- How dare you not eat. Mikkev you rebelious bastard. DOLOROSA: Feed yourselves food, for goodness' sake. SIGNLESS: -hes kidding mikkev he loves you- PSII: It's your rebellion that turned me into the bad boy you see today. PSII: I guess to make sure I eat you might have to eat with me. SIGNLESS: Well shit, then if you starve its on my head, so lets not have that happen. -Baps the side of disciple's cheek lightly- -He wants freedom- DISCIPLE:  -EarPERK.  Eat who.- DISCIPLE:  -She might have a problem.- PSII: -trolls are friends, not food- DISCIPLE:  -She grudging climbs off of him.  Eat -with-him, not eat him.  Oh.- DOLOROSA: -she is vertical too, and making her way to the cafeteria- PSII: -grins at Disciple. And hops to his feet also- DISCIPLE:  -CATFOLLOW.  They may be angry and bitter, but at least they're together.- PSII: -also following- SIGNLESS: -He sits up last and CRACK goes his back holy shit- SIGNLESS: -Fuck laying on hard floors under people.- DISCIPLE: -She has a mutant quality of being able to comfortably lay anywhere.- SIGNLESS: -Slowly gets up to avoid any further loud creaking of joints and follows after the rest of his group. This was. . . really nice. Still awkward but he was feeling so good about it.- DOLOROSA: -that is because she is a feline liquid.- SIGNLESS: -A sexy feline liquid- DISCIPLE:  -:33- DOLOROSA: -And Ymirra makes sure she's being followed-- KASVIK PLEASE-- as she steps into the cafeteria, handing trays out to everyone. Kasvik is last, and it is kind of awkward, but just because she was upset with him doesn't mean she didn't want him to eat things.- SIGNLESS: -He would only eat things if he wanted to. You can't make him do shit lady. . . . But he happened to actually be in the mood for food so he took the tray and was civil enough about it.- DISCIPLE:  -She is distracted from trying to make everything FRIENDLY AGAIN by the presence of EDIBLE MATTER.  It is fascinating and horrifying when she eats.- PSII: -I feel you disciple- PSII: -He takes a tray and gives her an encouraging grin. Don't let your son get you down.- PSII: -he's just dumb, it's okay- SIGNLESS: -Yes. Let him get you down.- DISCIPLE:  -No fighting!  Also, she's taking some of Kasvik's peas.- PSII: -my best friend is an idiot, a movie that lasts forever and is both fond and exasperated- SIGNLESS: -NOT HIS PEAS 0:<B* DOLOROSA: -She is eyeballing trays and making sure food is actually going on them, but she really doesn't grab anything for herself. She's not feeling in the mood to digest things right now.- PSII: -he grabs a significant amount of food. Glance at ymirra.- You know I'm not the only one who doesn't eat enough. SIGNLESS: -He is taking edible things. But for every item that is stolen by Disciple, he takes on of hers in return.- DISCIPLE: -:OO- DISCIPLE: -This is very quickly becoming an outright WAR.- PSII: Take cover. They're flipping black right here right now. SIGNLESS: -ONLY IF YOU KEEP IT UP!!- DOLOROSA: I'll be fine. -smiles, and then, welp, there they go- We can'+ +ake +hem anywhere, hones+ly. DISCIPLE:  He STARTS it. PSII: I know, right. It's a disaster. SIGNLESS: I do not! -Flicks a pea into her hair.- There now I did. PSII: How will we ever exist in true society. DISCIPLE:  He is wasting foods now. DISCIPLE:  :oo DOLOROSA: We're doomed +o hu+s a+ +he edges of civiliza+ion, I'm afraid. PSII: -fake stern- There he goes. Wasting foods! After all we did to make this food. I grew those noodles from scratch. Cultivated the noodle bushes. DOLOROSA: -snorts- DOLOROSA: -SPAGHETTI TREES- SIGNLESS: -Now its a small bit of carrot flying at her nose.- Bullshit Mikkev you don't know how to grow noodle bushes. DOLOROSA: No, I've seen +hem. Noodle bushes for acres. DISCIPLE:  -She reaches over to take his ENTIRE tray.- PSII: I am an EXPERT at noodle bushes. SIGNLESS: -HOW DARE!! o:<B He holds on tightly to that tray for as long as he can- PSII: You guys are going to get food everywhere. DISCIPLE:  This is hers now.  She is taking it! PSII: And then we will be cursed to the outskirts of society even more. DOLOROSA: I should have grabbed a spla++er dish before leaving my room, clearly. PSII: Disci, there's more food. There is food everywhere. SIGNLESS: This is not yours it is his! Unhand my tray you wild creature!! DISCIPLE:  This one is hers!!! DISCIPLE:  This one.  Yes. SIGNLESS: No!! PSII: -snorts- Oh my cod. DISCIPLE:  -She pauses.  His cod?- PSII:  You guys could share. It's not like you haven't swapped bodily fluids before. PSII: -you heard nothing- SIGNLESS: -AAHAHAHA fish puns are great- oh. oh. . . .- SIGNLESS: -YOINKS TRAY BACK WHILE SHE IS DISTRACTED- DISCIPLE:  --!! SIGNLESS: Mikkev that is disgusting. -TAKES HER TRAY AS WELL- DOLOROSA: -puts things on Mikkev's tray while everyone is distracted- SIGNLESS: People are trying to eat here. PSII: -why is my tray getting slowly heavier and more delicious- Well it's TRUE. I've shared a tent with you assholes. DISCIPLE: --LOUD WHINE.-- SIGNLESS: -Holds the trays up high above his own head to keep them away from her- They are trying to EAT here man. No one wants to hear about the things you've peaked in on. Signless: -Snrk.- DOLOROSA: -Mikkev, YOU KNOW WHAT YOU HAVE TO DO- SIGNLESS: -Is he feeling less grump? Yeah a bit.- DISCIPLE:  -She jumps on his back.-  Giiive heeerrrr!!!! PSII: -psionically yanks the tray away- PSII: I definitely wasn't peaking. Just be less LOUD, cripes. SIGNLESS: ARGH!! GET OFF!! I can't hold you up like this--! -FUCK MAN DOWN. The impact and his attempts to keep it away from her send them both to the ground, no doubt the trays are on them as well, what a waste of food.- DISCIPLE:  H33h33h33! DOLOROSA: -Well, he didn't have to do anything, after all. The food is WASTED. Cue Grand Theft Auto gif.- SIGNLESS: -This is nothing to laugh about! There are peas in his hair!- Shut up. -Clasic tuber mash to the cat's face.- PSII: -did I not yank it fast enough- DOLOROSA: -mikki you cant do that in public- DOLOROSA: Well, now +ha+ we're all clearly ready +o ea+, here. DOLOROSA: Le+'s find a sea+, shall we? SIGNLESS: -Oh trays were yanked, but that didn't mean the food stayed on the plastic- DISCIPLE:  -She totally mashed some of the potatoes at HIM, in retaliation.- SIGNLESS: -FFFFFFFFF!! He hopes this bit of lettuce goes right in your ear.- DISCIPLE:  -Smug catface.- PSII: Yeah. Let's get a seat. PSII: And hopefully not get into major trouble. SIGNLESS: -Irritated huffing and puffing.- Don't look so proud of yourself. DISCIPLE:  He cannot stop her!! :33 SIGNLESS: -YES HE CAN.- You sound so sure about that. -He just flicks small veggie after veggie at her.- DISCIPLE:  :OO!!  -She swats them out of the air as she walks.- SIGNLESS: -He is not far behind, and has a handful of peas and tiny carrots.- SIGNLESS: -Flick. You irritated yet. Flick.- DISCIPLE:  -She swats them back at him.-  >:pp PSII: FOLLOWS, SIGHING SIGNLESS: -Flick. Flick. Flick. One hits the back of Psi's ear because why not. Flick.- PSII: -excuse. He picks up a pea and bounces it off his forehead- DOLOROSA: -actually moves to seats and sits down, smiling at all these CHILDREN- SIGNLESS: -Frown face, how dare you.- SIGNLESS: -He sits down and launches a larger bit of carrot at Mikkev. And then five more peas at his lover.- PSII: -gets distracted going for the seat next to rosa. You guys can continue to pitch flirt by food methods- DISCIPLE:  -FLAILS AT THE PEA ASSAULT- DOLOROSA: -that is so many peas- SIGNLESS: -Mom gets no peas.- DOLOROSA: -glances over at Mikki- You survived. I'm proud. SIGNLESS: -He holds his peas for now, he must save them for later.- PSII: Well duh. I'm pretty used to this. You didn't even get involved, which is frankly impressive. DOLOROSA: My clo+hes are clean. DISCIPLE:  -Shakes her hair out.  PEAS EVERYWHERE.- DISCIPLE:  -Someone may have to shear her.  Like a lamb.- SIGNLESS: -Its not going to be him. Once all the peas are out, he throws another one in.- SIGNLESS: -(o:<B- SIGNLESS: -*(:<B- DISCIPLE: -shesawthat- SIGNLESS: -Saw what. His awesome smiley.- PSII: Are you hitting on her by throwing peas. Really. DOLOROSA: I+ is, as +he wigglers say, how he do. SIGNLESS: No I'm throwing peas at her because I want her to get better nutrition. -Throws one as Psi's nose- Get healthy. PSII: snorts I'm plenty healthy. How he do. SIGNLESS: -Pops one in his own mouth. Yum. Look at him being healthy.- DOLOROSA: He's go+ a poin+, +hough. Ea+ up. -nudges the psii- PSII: -shoves food in his mouth to make a point- SIGNLESS: -He would be eating if SOMEONE hadn't caused all their food to fall on the floor.- PSII: -GO GET MORE FOOD- SIGNLESS: -NO HE IS ALREADY SITING- DISCIPLE:  -Well, she's not going to go get it.  You can't make cats do anything they don't already want to do.- SIGNLESS: -Eat a pea. Toss.- PSII: -psiigh- PSII: -turns to rosa- So. How're you. DISCIPLE:  -Toss it back.  Hiss a little.- SIGNLESS: -Catches it and throws it harder. Slight growl- DOLOROSA: I'm okay. DISCIPLE:  -MORE YOWLING.- DOLOROSA: -leans on him a little, listening to the romantic noises behind them- SIGNLESS: -WHIPS A LARGER PIECE OF CARROT AT HER- DISCIPLE: -She attacks it with her claws extended.- SIGNLESS: -CHUCKS THE REST OF THE VEGIES IN HIS HAND ALL AT ONCE- PSII: Can you believe people write poetry about this epic romance. SIGNLESS: -Psi dont be jealous- DISCIPLE: -She makes a very loud, high-pitched meowing hiss.- SIGNLESS: -He is out of amo so he just leans over and baps her shoulder.- DOLOROSA: I don'+ know wha+ you mean, i+'s very poe+ic. DOLOROSA: Peas in fligh+, jus+ like +heir hear+s. PSII: True romance. Clearly as a non romantic being, I don't get it. PSII: Woe is me. Not romantic enough to associate peas with love. DOLOROSA: Is +his a bad +ime +o +ell you +o ea+ your peas? DISCIPLE:  eatyourFLESH. SIGNLESS: -Grimaces- Why do you have to phrase things like that. DISCIPLE:  :33!!! PSII: -Grins. Snorts.- Nope. -Big bite of peas- SIGNLESS: -<3<- DOLOROSA: -Gaaww, this precious dork making her smile. She would take his hand if it weren't preoccupied with peas.- PSII: -you can have the other one if you want- DOLOROSA: -I'LL TAKE IT- PSII: -he's eating with the robot hand so she can totally hold the flesh one- PSII: -he twines their fingers together and looks very smug- DOLOROSA: -Is he looking smug or is that just her. She's pretty sure it's not just her. What a nerd.- PSII: -totally smug- You should probably eat too, you know. DOLOROSA: I will, even+ually. -Once I go to the infirmary, or something...- PSII: Why not now? Something wrong? DOLOROSA: I +hink +ha+ migh+ be frowned upon in mos+ public si+ua+ions. PSII: OH. Oh right. Do you not eat normal food at all? PSII: How do you get what you need? DOLOROSA: I do, some+imes. DOLOROSA: Mos+ of wha+ I need jus+ isn'+ +ypical. PSII: -quirks an eyebrow- PSII: And that means? DOLOROSA: I+ means I mos+ly need a lo+ of blood. PSII: -huffs a little- Yeah. That was what I meant. Where do you get it? -squeezes her hand- DOLOROSA: Oh. Tha+ probably should have been obvious. DOLOROSA: I guess I don'+ a lo+ of +he +ime. DOLOROSA: I jus+ looking for willing donors. PSII: Hm. That so? DOLOROSA: Yeah. Usually whenever we land somewhere. Some+imes +he infirmary is hospi+able, bu+ I only go +here if I have +o. I don'+ wan+ +o +ake wha+ +hey need. PSII: Well. If you ever need any help, I've got like an entire body full of blood right here. PSII: Minus an arm. DOLOROSA: I'm no+ +aking your blood, Mikki. PSII: Well I don't need all of it. And you need to eat too, don't you? DOLOROSA: Sure, bu+ I don'+ need +o ea+ you. DOLOROSA: Li+erally speaking. PSII: I mean, technically I have too much blood- -breaks off to waggle his eyebrows- If it's you eating me, I don't think I mind. DOLOROSA: -She smiles a little, but...- Maybe one day. -She didn't want to risk triggering any bad memories, even if he seemed willing now. It just wasn't worth the risk to her. He was far more important than a momentary meal.- PSII: -nods- Alright, cool. I can accept that. You're still welcome to eat me metaphorically. PSII: I mean. Not right now. DOLOROSA: I will be +ac+ful and refrain from ea+ing you righ+ now. PSII: We are kind of in public. DOLOROSA: Only kind of. DOLOROSA: If I ge+ a cur+ain, we'll be even less in public. PSII: -sputters- I don't know if I qualify under the food that's meant to be eaten in this cafeteria. DOLOROSA: Well, you're cer+ainly no+ vegan. PSII: -false shock- How was I even allowed through the doors. Not vegan! DOLOROSA: Maybe you looked +as+y enough +o be an excep+ion. PSII: -he's blushing- PSII: Maybe I was riding on your coat tails. DOLOROSA: Then I would be disappoin+ed no+ +o have fel+ i+. -MAKE THE MOM FLIRTING STOP, but it just wont stop- PSII: -WOw she is good at this- I'm sure I can always try again when you're paying attention. SIGNLESS: -WOW he just missed ALL of that since he is just SO in EVERYTHING with his disciple- HORUSS: -He was probably in the atrium much too soon after talking to Feferi, Keeping his herd  of robots captchalogued for now. That is apart from one, which he holds in his hands- FEFERI: -here she comes! Venturing out into the public eye for the first time in what feels like forever. She'd never actually met Horuss in person before but she was sure she'd know who he was as soon as she saw him. Just how many blueblooded inventor trolls could there be on board? Glub... Anyway, this could potentially be yet another good distraction to busy herself with as she tussed with more pressing anxieties gnawing at her thinkpan. It was also a good opportunity to stuff her face with breakfast food which was exactly her intention right now. But first she'd meet up with...- FEFERI: )(oruss? -asks as she rounds into the Atrium. She sees that he is holding something but hasn't quite seen WHAT yet. The fish princess is waving at him though! Say hi!- HORUSS: -He was busy making sure he saw no Pyropes or cat trolls that might ruin his day, mixed with the fact that he had actually not slept while working on these things that left his reaction time a bit slowed down. Eventually he noticed the heiress had stepped in and abruptly turned to her, waving back. Good thing his goggles hid any signs of lack of sleep, or he'd look pretty darn tired!- EQUIUS: -He was making his way to the cafeteria to fill his thermos with tea. That is, until he saw a familiar fish princess and a horse. Sweat began pouring from his body. Better hurry up and get to the cafeteria. He hadn't even realized he'd frozen in place. How long had he been there sweating in distress, and trying to shove back down this surge of emotions?- FEFERI: -if she knew about his lack of sleep, she'd probably kick his ass right then and there. But she doesn't so lucky him! Feferi perks up as he acknowledges her greeting and makes her way over to him.- )(ello!!! I )(ave to say, I'm usually t)(e one w)(o beats people places. You mig)(t actually give me a run for my caegars! -smiles cheerfully at him but doesn't stop her from mentally sizing him up. It's only the natural thing for a troll to do and she'd have to strife with him EVENTUALLY, right? So occupied with meeting Horuss and planning all the ways she'd defeat him in battle, Feferi hasn't quite noticed that Equius lurks nearby too. Just give it a few seconds...- EQUIUS: -He's finally regained functionality of his limbs and is now making his way to the cafeteria. He's going to have to change his shirt though. He's soaked.- HORUSS: -Well, he is taller and bigger than her, but not nearly as visibly STRONG as Equius, of whom he has not noticed yet because he is much too busy staring at her hayness' majestic mane of hair. Dear cod, what a mane. He could not make himself smile, as that would be too much work for a troll as inherently grumpy as himself, but he at least tried to look pleasant- I see no reason not to gallop to the location once it has been decided. You are not the first to mention that I seem to be horribly quick about it though. HORUSS: -Now, be sociable- I trust you are faring well, your hayness? FEFERI: -hell yeah you better be jealous of this mane 3B) She takes good care of it! But yes, Feferi decides that she could easily take down Horuss in a strife and nods at him, unbothered by his rather stern expression.- Yes, of course! I'm a little )(ungry but t)(at's about it! -Snorts at the hearing the horse puns in person tho. It's so... Wait. She definitely saw movement out of the corner of her goggles but as just as she's about to turn, Feferi spots a flash of metal in curled in Horuss's gloved hands. GASPS and staaares- Is t)(at??? HORUSS: -The sound of metallic flapping can also be heard very easily, and he nods as she has clearly taken note of it- This is the last one I put together. -He's named him Fillyfly, but he wont say that, because everyone would find it RIDICULOUS!- W001d you like to see him? -Almost smiling. He is certainly very excited about showing his skill to the alternian heiress, that is for sure!- FEFERI: -fins perk excitedly and she clasps her hands together as if begging him almost. Quit teasing her, would you??- W)(y, Y-ES!!! Please! 38D HORUSS: -He parted his hands, and in the palm of his left trotted a tiny hoofbeast with wings folded at its back. Despite it's miniature size, it was surprisingly lifelike, with smooth and accurate motions. Well, he was an expert on the quadrupedal automatons, so the hows and whats of making them was simple to him. - He is a beauty, isn't he? -Pets the robot right on the head with a careful gloved finger- FEFERI: -despite not knowing much about robots, she could certainly appreciate the EXTREMELY detailed craftsmanship that went into the creation of the miniscule fairy-pegasus.- )(e's so...  -God, just... why were her days filled with so many cute horses. Why did they have to be so precious?? She could almost start feeling the pained emotions start welling up again. She didn't dare try touching the itty bitty robot.- )(e is absolutely INCR-EDIBL-E, )(oruss. And )(is movements are so natural?? I can't even B-EGIN to wonder )(ow it is you are capable of it. GLUB. -FEELINGS. NOTHING MORE THAN. FEELINGS.- HORUSS: -Well, he does not understand FEELINGS, and makes no note of the possible sad tone this has taken on. Instead, he gives the tiny fairy hoofbeast a gentle push, and into the air it goes, fluttering about Feferi's head like an adorable, not annoying, fly. If he knew how to smile, this would be a good time- The biggest challenge is to make them fly with those little wings, particoltarly when I keep insisting on running all my automatons on steam. It is quite the intricate system, I assure you, and I was mighty proud when I figured it out all those sweeps ago. HORUSS: -Blabber on about inventing things and stuff, that will make you seem less nervous and more interesting. Heckie, this suit is feeling damp- FEFERI: -As Fillyfly begins fluttering around her head, Feferi holds as still as possible, trying to keep herself from making any accidental sudden movements. But it's just so hard when tiny wings are tickling her EARFINS. Fins flicker and her hands come up to cover her mouth, doing what she can to stifle a giggle.- PFFF)(-E)(-E)(-E!!! -her head ducks and she laughs some more as the tiny horse orbits around her horns. She does her best to listen to Horuss's technobabble- HORUSS: -He doesn't even notice she may not be catching all his silly tinkertalk, but dear gosh the heiress is cute. Why does she have to be cute? He clears his throat in the end, attempting to keep a serious composure- W001d you like to see the herd? They come in a few different colours. FEFERI: -Would she be able to handle it??? She wiggles around and giggles, not even TRYING to keep her composure.- O)( my cod, t)(ere are COLORS?? 38O -still holding her face. The silly, wide-eyed expression she makes must be priceless- HORUSS: -RELEASE THE HERD. They're all decaptchad at once, and the atrium is suddenly filled with a big number of colourful flying hoofbeasts that flutter about everywhere. It is so beautiful it could bring a tear to his eye- FEFERI: -ADFSFASDF Nope, she definitely wasn't prepared for that many tiny robotic horses to take into the air. She gapes disbelief as they flutter around with delicate wings.- Well no WOND-ER it took you a w)(ole nig)(t! T)(ere are just SO MANY!!! 38'D -exclaims as she holds out a hand for one to land. She squees in delight as it does. This is easily, one of the best presents she has ever received.- HORUSS: -Don't tell him, you'll make the pony bashful as frick. He seems sternly happy about Feferi's enjoyment of the flutterponies though, and is much more proud of himself this time than the last- I w001d hoof had them done sooner, yet I am glad you enjoy them regardless of the wait. FEFERI: -she's just glad to be standing in a small cloud of orbiting multi-colored ponies. At the smallest gesture, the one in her hand takes off into the air and Feferi can't help but squee again.- -EEEEEE!!! 3XD HORUSS: -Alright Feferi, darn your cute face. You made the pony blush. Now he looks like an idiot! He holds his hands out and allow a few to land on them, luckily his destrengthening gloves were highly effective and there was not a chance he'd crush them- Do you hoof room for them all? I c001d keep some if not... FEFERI: O)(! -casually remembers that he had initially intended for her to actually KEEP them. Which was the nature of presents. Of course. She flushes a little with embarassment.- Wouldn't it be fair if you kept some too?? I mean, t)(ere are just so MANY and of course I'd take care of them if you wanted me to! -Trust her, Horuss. She will make room for them.- HORUSS: -He wants to keep the baby. Fillyfly is his favorite, don't question him- I w001d be honoured if you kept them, your e%alted harness. Yet I request to keep a small company of them, if that w001d be possibubble. -yes. He fishpunned like a doofus- FEFERI: -Oh yes, he IS a big doofish. She grinned.- Keep as many as you like! Did you say somefin about t)(em being steam-powered? )(ow exactly do I take care of t)(em? -EXCITED LEARNING- HORUSS: -Oh boy. you asked for it. Here comes the actual gross part. He proceeds to quite giddily explain- That is quite the good question! You see, I take pride in running my machines on renewable sources of energy, and my specialty is perspiration driven engines. What I do is that -Continuous babble about sweat engines and where to pour the sweat in the tiny robots and how it works and how little is needed- FEFERI: ... -Oh god. The sweat engines. This is all suddenly a horrible idea and horrible ideas earn horrible questions.- Um. W)(ere would I like... )(arvest t)(at muc)( sweat? HORUSS: Funny you should ask. I could of horse provide you with the amount needed, though I assume you c001d attempt with water. Though it would herdly be as potent. -Sweat machines forever- FEFERI: Would salt water work?? -please say yes.- HORUSS: There is a possibility. I rarely test my machines with other fuel than the intended, yet if you wish to test it you are welcome to do so. -Please don't kill the ponies- FEFERI: -suddenly feels VERY NERVOUS. What if they end up breaking becuase of her?? D8 She's not very good with machines.- FEFERI: Um.............. HORUSS:.... I... suppose I could test salt water if you insist. The perspiration already in them sh001d keep them going for another couple of days though, so you may keep those you like while I... e%periment on the rest. -Worried neighing- FEFERI: I'm sorry! I'm just worried, t)(at's all! -NERVOUS SMILING- W)(at if you give me such nice presents and I end up breaking t)(em on accident? I'd feel so )(ORRIBUBBL-E. 38( HORUSS: -Adjusts his goggles a tad and holds up one of the tiny horses while he ponders- Well. I shall take half back to my stable, and get back to you on the matter of salt water engines. -This is against all he stands for! Way to make a pony question his values!- FEFERI: -Not everyon sweats GALLONS, Horuss. Check your privilege!- Gos)(, I'm really sorry about all t)(is. HORUSS: -All proper horses do- Oh no, don't be remorseful. It was only a matter of time before I needed to test other fuel for my engines. FEFERI: Well... It IS t)(e nature of inventing, rig)(t? -small smile as she carefully gathers up her half of the pony cloud. All of them are going safely into her sylladex- HORUSS: -He makes sure Fillyfly is in his half and captchalogues the rest. He will try to sleep tomorrow night! Perhaps...- That is true, your hayness. I should delve into more fields to broaden my mind further and keep my rich personality interesting to others. FEFERI: T)(at isn't to say t)(at you aren't interesting now!!! Because you dolp)(inately are! -It's just sweat powered machines are very impractical and kind of gross. That's all.- HORUSS: -Say that out loud and you are off Horuss' "Highb100d top 10". He made tiny robots from sweat, see how impractical it it is- Your flattery is much too kind for the likes of me, your peerless eminence. Yet I shall return to my stable and do what I must. FEFERI: -Water you gonna do, FIGHT HER?? She nods at him- )(e)(e)(e, okay! But I'll get in contact wit)( you soon to sea )(ow it's going! 38) FEFERI: Take care, )(oruss!!! HORUSS: -The strife challenge is still on, heiress. Bring it!- I trust you will do the same, your hayness. Do not play too hard with the hoofbeasts, they are fragile little creatures. -With their adorable sweat powered wings- FEFERI: -great, thanks for reminding her- I won't!!! T)(ank you! 38) 38) HORUSS: -Wanders off with Fillyfly still in his hand and wonders how to go about this process of not using sweat as engine fuel- FEFERI: -she might have done troll, carapacian, and humankind a favor.- HORUSS: -You have taken the greatest gift ever granted to perspiring creatures away from them- EQUIUS: -Equius may have decided to get some oatmeal while in the cafeteria, and he also may have his head propped up with his hand on the table softly sleep. Tired pony is tired. He didn't even fill his thermos yet!- FEFERI: -Well!!! Now that Horuss is gone, Feferi is free to make her way to the cafeteria. Hurray for anxiety eating! It is exactly her luck that she notices Equius when she does. She stops with a sinking blood pusher, realizing that it was him who might have snuck past her earlier. He seemed so deep in thought (or asleep, it was hard to tell with his shades). Did she dare...? Biting her lip and quickly snagging a tuna sandwich, Feferi decides that yes, she does. She scoots on over to him and approaches him cautiously. Time to poke the sleeping STRONG troll in the eye! Just kidding, she's just tapping his shoulder.- EQUIUS: -Sleepy horse noises, and He's stirring. Tired eyes open and a blurry heiress comes into focus. Equius jolts up, sweating. When had he fallen asleep? How long had Feferi been here?- EQUIUS: D --> Emp--clears throat and his voice is a little quieter- Feferi EQUIUS: D --> How long hoof you been there FEFERI: -fins wilt a little to convey her awkwardness but it doesnt seem to affect her tone. She just fiddles with the wrapped sandwich in her hand.- Long enoug)( to know... your boatmeal's getting cold. 38I EQUIUS: -He frowns at the bowl. It was cinnamon apple too...- EQUIUS: D --> Regrettable. Thank you for waking me -He's sweating so much. He hadn't expected to speak to her again so soon.- EQUIUS: -He moves to stand- FEFERI: I didn't even know you were... -uh. She trails off when he gets to his feet and her face falls a little bit. He must be moving to leave. The awkward levels rise and she feels like if she knew any better, she ought to backtrack out of there. She shifts, uncertain of what to do with her feet and her LIFE probably- EQUIUS: D --> You did not know I was here EQUIUS: D --I'm sorry for not making myshellf....self known sooner. You were preoccupied FEFERI: I didn't know you were asleep. -corrects him, giving him a pitiful look of concern. What she was looking for, she didn't know but she knew that somewhere, it was agonizing to be without. Any chance at conversation with him, she was running with.- O)( no, I was already meeting wit)( )(oruss before. )(e promised me t)(is... absurdly t)(oug)(tful present. But it ended up backfiring since I won't be able to... maintain t)(em properly. -looks off wincing- You know )(ow it is. Wit)( me and robots. Glub. EQUIUS: D --> Oh, I see -Don't look at him like that. You're going to break his pusher. Please be happy. Presents...right. He had one, but Horuss had given her a present? Oh, he was turning a little b100 and looking away, not that the shades gave it away- EQUIUS: D --> You're not awfoal with them. I do hope ewe enjoy whatever it was he made. Horuss is rather impressive with machinery FEFERI: -scratches at the back of her neck- Um, yea)(. )(e kind of swam above and beyond for w)(at was supposed to be )(is t)(anks for... me t)(anking )(im?? I'm not entirely s)(ore w)(at )(is motivations were, actually. 38I EQUIUS: D --> I wish I colt tell ewe, but unfortunately I canter imagine what his intentions were FEFERI: -chews on her tongue, uncertain again- Do you want to... see t)(em? EQUIUS: -Not really- EQUIUS: D --> Oh. Yes, sure I would love too FEFERI: -If he says it's okay, then it must be? She doesn't want to uncaptchalogue all of them so after a moment of messing with her sylladex, Fef manages to withdraw one single fairy pony robot and guides carefully it over the table. This one is yellow and ADORABLE.- T)(is is just one of t)(em. -she says, concentrating SO HARD on not crushing or breaking the incredibly small horse. Tiny hooves land on the table and it prances around- I'm going to name it... Glitterflank. EQUIUS: -It's...It's adorabubble. It's so well crafted and tiny and majestic. Obvious love and care was put into its creation. Equius looks on in wonder for a moment, at how great it is, at how gently she's handling it- EQUIUS: I think that would be very appropriate for this little one -He could, of course create something like this, but for some reason, the tiny pegasus made him feel inferior, made him sweat more and swallow hard- FEFERI: -she tries not focusing on the emotion constricting her throat. It was there when she watched the seahorses swim around and it's here with the tiny automatronic horse curled under her hands. His tone is so gentle, she can't even bring herself to look at him.- T)(ere are ot)(ers. All different colors. -For talking about something so cute and precious, she sure sounded sad. Her only hope was that her voice wouldn't sound as wobbly as she feared it might.- FEFERI: T)(e only problem is... t)(ey're sweat-powered. 38/ EQUIUS: D --> Yes, that is the main fuel for Horuss' inventions -His stomach felt in knots and she still looked so sad, why was she so sad? She couldn't even look at him and he had to resist every fiber of himself to hold her. He wanted her to be happy, he'd thought this would have made her that way.- FEFERI: -chuckles a little and keeps her eyes trained on the horsie.- Yea)( but?? W)(ere am I going to get t)(e sweat to refuel t)(em?? FEFERI: )(ow do I... Am I supposed to... -now she's thinking about it and whether or not she wants to, she starts to giggle.- O)( my cod. It's so... gross! )(e)(e)(e)(e! EQUIUS: -Her giggle rings in his ears, brings hints of color to his cheeks- EQUIUS: D --> Do you not sweat FEFERI: I... FEFERI: Can't B----ELI-EV-E you'd ask a girl t)(at kind of question. EQUIUS: D --> What? What do you mean FEFERI: -snaps her gaze up to look at him, grinning now- )(ey, Feferi! Do you sweat? W)(en's t)(e last time you was)(ed your )(air?? Sanded your )(orns??? EQUIUS: D --> When you do those things is hardly my business. My sincerest apologies for insinuating that it was -Mildly distressed sweating- FEFERI: T)(at's exactly t)(e business you're snooping into w)(en you ask t)(ose questions! -cmon Equius. You should be able to tell when she's trollin' by now.- FEFERI: Besides, it takes a lot. A LOT of exercise to get me to sweat. -hmm that didn't sound weird to you, did it?- EQUIUS: -He should, and were he in a better mood he'd be able to tell- EQUIUS: D --> Yes I know your endurance is astounding FEFERI: Not as muc)( as yours is! But t)(en you don't )(ave to do muc)( before you're... -kinda realizes that she's complimenting his endurance and blushes to herself.- ...sweating again. -finishes, her hands coming around Glitterflank and scooping him up- EQUIUS: D --> Yes, this is true. I do have an unfortunate condition FEFERI: You can't kelp it t)(oug)(. 38( -places glitterflank safely in her sylladex.- EQUIUS: D --> Neigh, I cannot. No more than you can control your inability to sweat

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[01:42] — apostolicChronicler [AC] began trolling genteelAuxiliary [GA] at 01:42 —

[01:42] AC: Did she kiss her lover? Is it red or is it black?

[01:42] GA: Oh, hi.

[01:42] GA: I should have seen +his coming, haha.

[01:42] GA: I+’s red.

[01:43] GA: And yes, +here have been some kisses.

[01:43] AC: Are they in love?

[01:43] AC: Do they send letters? Is it secret?

[01:43] AC: Has it b33n secret?

[01:44] GA: I… +hink love +o some degree, yes. I can’+ speak for him, bu+. Yeah.

[01:44] GA: I+’s been a secre+ for a li++le while, bu+ no+ anymore, as you can see.

[01:44] AC: Yes, but it grows in moonlight and secrecy.

[01:44] AC: She knows this.

[01:44] AC: She sees it.

[01:58] GA: Does she?

[01:59] GA: Knowing you, you probably caugh+ on before anyone.

[01:59] AC: She suspected!

[01:59] AC: She thought.

[01:59] AC: Many sweeps ago.

[01:59] AC: She thought perhaps they did such things.

[02:07] GA: We’re defini+ely doing +hem now.

[02:08] GA: I guess Kasvik is freaking ou+ abou+ i+?

[02:08] AC: Rrr, he is doing this already, yes.

[02:08] AC: He does not wish her to tell her this, but it is true.

[02:08] AC: She did not say if she did it before, but she will ask later.

[02:09] AC: Rrr. She is doing things and he is angry about something else now, and that is good.

[02:21] GA: Oh, good.

[02:21] GA: Or… good?

[02:21] GA: I’ll jus+ agree.

[02:21] AC: It is good.

[02:21] GA: I’m +aking you as +he exper+ here.

[02:22] AC: She is the expert.

[02:22] AC: 02:16] AC: 7] II: You are REALLY tallents.

[02:22] AC: See?

[02:22] AC: He says so.

[02:22] AC: It is true.

[02:30] GA: I see.

[02:30] AC: :33

[02:30] GA: Tha+ defini+ely looks like a one hundred percen+ candid s+a+emen+.

[02:30] AC: Yes!

[02:30] AC: She AGREES.

[02:31] GA: Heheh.

[02:33] GA: Well, I guess now +ha+ you know, I can be hones+ abou+ how grea+ I +hink he is. Top secre+ informa+ion, of course.

[02:34] AC: She will not tell!

[02:34] GA: ;)

[02:34] AC: ;OO

[02:37] GA: I +hink he’s been keeping me sane +hrough every+hing la+ely, +o be hones+.

[02:37] GA: I+’s so amazing +o have him here again.

[02:40] AC: She is very happy. She likes it when she is good.

[02:46] GA: Heh. Thanks… I guess I’m pre++y happy, +oo, every+hing else aside.

[02:46] AC: :33

[02:46] GA: Which is a lo+ +o pu+ aside, bu+. You know.

[02:46] GA: Are you doing okay?

[02:47] AC: She is here.

[02:47] AC: She does not suffer.

[02:48] AC: Rrr. She liked it. When it was green and wild. But it was dangerous out there.

[02:50] GA: So I heard.

[02:50] GA: As far as old “friends” go, anyway.

[02:51] AC: :((

[02:52] AC: She heard of the big one.

[02:52] AC: Darkleer.

[02:52] AC: She wishes to go.

[02:52] AC: Find him.

[02:52] AC: Shout and yell.

[02:53] GA: I+ would probably work.

[02:54] AC: Rrr. She knows. But he does not want her to.

[02:58] GA: He’s worried.

[02:58] GA: I suppose i+’s unders+andable.

[03:11] AC: rrr… yes. But she does not like it. Too little space. She was getting used to everything, the forest and the green and the vgines.

[03:14] GA: Yeah. I+’s cer+ainly differen+ +han our usual.

[03:14] GA: I imagine I enjoy i+ a bi+ more +han you do, +hough.

[03:15] AC: She runs out of space. She runs out of places to go.

[03:15] AC: Rrr… the last world, she liked it. But now they are gone.

[03:17] GA: Yeah…

[03:17] GA: I’m sure we’ll land somewhere before +oo long.

[03:17] GA: Hopefully somewhere wi+h a li++le more space.

[03:18] AC: Rrr. She likes it here? On the ship?

[03:18] GA: I+’s a li++le confining, sure. Bu+ a+ +he same +ime, +here’s some+hing nice abou+ consis+ency.

[03:19] GA: I+’s no+ exac+ly home, bu+… I have my own space.

[03:19] GA: I like +ha+.

[03:20] AC: It is good to be safe. That they are safe.

[03:23] GA: Or a+ leas+ some+hing closer +o i+ +han i+ has been for a long +ime.

[03:23] GA: Yeah…

[03:23] GA: I+’s nice.

[03:24] AC: :33

[03:41] GA: Anyway, I need +o head ou+.

[03:41] GA: I’ve ac+ually go+ plans.

[03:42] GA: A da+e.

[03:42] GA: I’ll le+ you know how i+ goes.

[03:43] AC: :oo

[03:43] AC: yes.

[03:43] AC: She will go.

[03:43] — apostolicChronicler [AC] gave up trolling genteelAuxiliary [GA] at 03:43 —

[agitatedarsenal-blog]

-- agitatedArsenal [AA] began pestering genteelAuxiliary [GA] at 14:25 --

AA: you have been silent.

GA: I'm sorry abou+ +ha+.

GA: Things have been hec+ic la+ely, +o say +he leas+.

GA: I haven'+ seen you ou+ and around much, ei+her.

GA: I+'s nice +o hear from you, +hough.

AA: you will not see me around.

AA: it would be absurd if you did.

GA: Why is +ha+?

AA: i do not go out just to go out.

AA: i would rather not run into imbeciles.

GA: There are qui+e a few of +hose, sure.

AA: they are everywhere. i hate them.

GA: All righ+, I can acknowledge +ha+, haha.

GA: They're no+ always so bad, +hough.

GA: A+ leas+ on occasion.

AA: they are always bad.

AA: they are always insufferable.

GA: Yeah, popula+ed areas aren'+ always fun. We could always head somewhere wi+h less people around.

AA: what do you mean we.

GA: You and I, +o see each o+her.

AA: why do you want that?

AA: are you inebriated?

AA: have you recently suffered a concussion?

GA: I'm feeling pre++y good +oday, ac+ually. Thank you for asking.

GA: I+ could be nice, +hough. Maybe our nex+ plane+ won'+ have harsh sun.

AA: the sun is always harsh.

GA: I happen +o have a pre++y nice sun ha+. I +hink i+ would look cu+e on you.

AA: have you seen my horns?

GA: Yeah, bu+ I can make i+ work.

AA: clearly you do not understand their aversion to hats.

AA: how.

GA: Well, I can make a fas+ener on each side. Simple.

GA: Sun ha+s are pre++y versa+ile.

AA: do you have a good deal of experience with...sun hats?

GA: I do. Among o+her sun accessories.

GA: I+'s a unique +rai+ of mine.

AA: only sun accessories?

GA: No, o+her accessories, +oo.

GA: Clo+hes and makeup.

GA: Things of +ha+ na+ure.

AA: i knit.

GA: Oh, really? I love +he look of kni+ swea+ers.

GA: Wha+ do you usually make?

AA: blankets.

AA: and sometimes other things when they are needed.

GA: Tha+ sounds cozy. Have you ever +ried making a kni+ ha+?

GA: I'm sure you could give i+ fas+eners, +oo, +o make i+ fi+.

AA: no.

AA: i have had no use for one.

GA: I+ could be a fun projec+, anyway, maybe.

AA: i do not know if fun is the word to use.

GA: Crea+ive?

GA: Some+hing new.

GA: I like experimen+ing wi+h new projec+s.

GA: I+'s a nice change of pace from +he mundane.

AA: i suppose.

AA: i was searching for new patterns.

AA: an annoying little bitch tried to steal my pattern book.

GA: Wha+ for?

AA: because she is terrible and also she should be arrested.

GA: For s+ealing?

AA: for existing.

GA: I'm no+ sure i+ works +ha+ way.

GA: Who is she?

AA: i forget her name. it is not important.

AA: she is not important.

GA: Well, if she's really a problem, I could +ry +o help.

AA: no.

AA: nevermind.

AA: why would you even try.

GA: Why no+? If i+'s some+hing you'd like, i+'s wor+h a sho+.

AA: you barely know me.

AA: it is safe to say you do not know me at all.

GA: I'd like +o know you be++er.

AA: i cannot imagine why.

GA: Nex+ +ime we land, we can head ou+ +oge+her, if you wouldn'+ mind +ha+.

AA: not all day.

AA: for a short time. possibly.

GA: Sure. Wha+ever works bes+ for you.

AA: what are your intentions?

GA: I'd like +o cha+ a bi+. Maybe check ou+ some of +he nicer sigh+s. Possibly go shopping, if you're feeling up +o i+.

GA: We can feel i+ ou+ as we go.

AA: fine.

GA: Heh, alrigh+. I'll be looking forward +o i+.

GA: We could mee+ up and ge+ dressed +oge+her beforehand, if you wan+.

AA: i wear the same thing nearly every day.

AA: i do not understand why i would get wait to get dressed.

GA: Dressing up in crea+ive ways is some+hing I find fulfilling on a personal level, +oo. I don'+ know if you'll like i+ as much, bu+ i+ could be fun +o +ry.

GA: I wouldn'+ mind making some+hing for you.

AA: you are still confusing me.

GA: I would enjoy i+, and you migh+ like i+. There's no+hing +o lose, righ+?

AA: only my dignity.

GA: You +hink I'm going +o dress you in some+hing undignified?

AA: who knows?

GA: I'll send you a few pic+ures of my ideas beforehand, +hen. For approval.

AA: fine.

GA: I should have some drummed up soon. I'll +alk +o you la+er?

AA: if you must.

GA: I will, +hen. And... you can call me Ymirra, by +he way.

GA: If you wan+.

AA: handmaid.

GA: La+er, +hen, Handmaid.

-- genteelAuxiliary [GA] ceased pestering agitatedArsenal [AA] at 16:32