Session Start: Thu Mar 06 20:01:06 2008
Session Ident: #taw
* Logging #taw to 'logs\EsperNet\#taw.20080306.log'
<SPoC> Ariel has saved her self!
<DeathStar> Stardate: Shortly After
<DeathStar> Location: Africa
<DeathStar> <Warren> So then the shuttle exploded. 6* He stated sardonically, standing there beside the Warren Jet 2. Having brought it, and some reinforcements, like the legendary Ariel.
<Myria> Well...yes.
<DeathStar> 6* Drake rubs the back of his head, eyeing the firey mess of the first one
* Seraphna is now known as Jennifer`
<SPoC> The others must've been caught off guard. I did not see any signs of struggle.
<Myria> They disappeared like the villagers...
<DeathStar> 6* Warren eyes the firey wreckage of the jet, apparantly more concerned with it
<DeathStar> <Warren> The jet didn't disappear. It exploded.
<Ariel> "...that obviously doesn't just happen on it's own."
<Marcus`> With the others all injured, I doubt a struggle would happen anyway.
<Myria> I was talking about our people.
<DeathStar> <Warren> Were our people on the shuttle?
<Myria> They were already missing.
<DeathStar> <Warren> And yet my shuttle exploded.
<Marcus`> Blame them, they got captured and let the shuttle get rigged to blow.
<Myria> Because whoever kidnapped them planted a bomb.
<SPoC> I believe there is more to be concerned than the Warren Jet.
<DeathStar> <Warren> And yet you failed to stop it from exploding.
<DeathStar> 6* Drake glances up at the sky.
<Ariel> "...you don't have a good track record with jets, do you?"
<DeathStar> <Warren> ...
<DeathStar> 6* Warren pulls out his datapad. "The satelite picked up the tracking."
<Marcus`> 10 seconds wasn't enough time. *he notes*
<DeathStar> 6* He turns and moves for the second one.
* Marcus` moves after him.
* SPoC moves after him, her head tilted slightly
<DeathStar> <Warren> I planted a tracking device on Chii in case of an emergency.
<DeathStar> 6* He notes casually, as if discussing the weather.
* Ariel heads for the jet that wasn't left to be destroyed, "...why her?"
<DeathStar> <Warren> Why not her.
<DeathStar> 6* He sits down in a seat, motioning SPoC to fly.
<DeathStar> 6* Drake hops up and sits down.
* Jennifer` is now known as Darce
* SPoC nods and moves to the pilots seat. 1"Let us hope they did not leave her body somewhere.
<DeathStar> 6* Warren grunts.
* Myria boards jet 2.
* Marcus` seats down, he knows better.
<SPoC> Is everyone aboard?
<Marcus`> NRP: than to get near the controls.
<DeathStar> <Warren> What are the chances Virulent overpowered the group and kidnapped them?
<DeathStar> 6* Drake gives SPoC a thumbs up
<Marcus`> Slim to none. She was dead.
<Myria> Ummm...about that...something weird was going on.
<Marcus`> Even if they brought her back...
* SPoC lifts the shuttle up and closes the ramp.
<DeathStar> 6* Warren eyes Myria.
<DeathStar> <Warren> Explain.
<Myria> Well, I was watching ewhen they fought her through some binoculars...and she went down waaaaaay too easily to be the threat she was classified at.
<DeathStar> <Warren> So you figure she can ... take shots more efficently?
<Marcus`> Apparently taking a hit to the back from live ammunition is weak?
<DeathStar> <Drake> Chii is good at ... killing things. Unintentionally.
<Marcus`> She wouldn't have to be physically strong when all she has to do it wave a hand and bam your coughing your lungs out, maybe even literally.
* Ariel nods. "Being able to single handedly eliminate a city, doesn't mean one one needs to be skilled at direct combat."
<DeathStar> <Warren> Agreed. Virulent's power is more ... subtle and deadly.
<DeathStar> <Warren> It would make sense, when you have powerhouses like Dias as Weapons.
<Myria> Wel, she wasn't hauling an entire village worth of corpses with her.
<DeathStar> <Warren> You assume she moved the village.
<Marcus`> It's like saying Spirit taking a bullet and dying is strange.
<DeathStar> <Warren> That would be strange.
<DeathStar> <Warren> She's a ghost. 6* Eyes Marcus oddly.
<Myria> I'm just saying...there had to be more than just her!
<Marcus`> In her human form, ass.
<DeathStar> 6* He pops his pill.
<DeathStar> <Warren> Whatever the case, we should be prepared.
<DeathStar> 6* Drake rubs the back of his head.
<DeathStar> -SCENE SHIFT-
<DeathStar> Location: Unknown
<DeathStar> 6* Raquel would awaken in a cell with Theron and Darce.
<Ariel> Raquel> *opens her eyes slowly, looking around and trying to remember what just happened...
<Marcus`> *Theron sits on his knee, resting back on his heels, seemingly calm.
<DeathStar> 6* In the hopes that she won't notice Lilith missing, her captors have placed a plushie dog in the cell next to her
* Darce groans softly, holding his head and blinking, "Okay... did I have fun last night...?"
<Ariel> Raquel> *eyes the plushie*
<Marcus`> <Theron> Perhaps in your dreams.
<DeathStar> 6* An energy field blocks them from escaping
* Darce looks around, "Well I feel hung over and I'm in jail."
<Darce> "Usually that's a really good night."
<Marcus`> <Theron> ...
<Ariel> 6* Raquel points at the fake Lilith, "...we're in the pound."
<Marcus`> *Theron tilts his head. "Pound?"
<Ariel> Raquel> *nods* "...where they put stray animals."
<Darce> "Then why's the stuffed animal there?"
<Darce> "And not the dog girl?"
<Ariel> Raquel> "Because it's a stray."
<Marcus`> <Theron> Hmmm. I believe, though a good try, that assumption is incorrect.
<Darce> "...Right... a stray..."
<Ariel> Raquel> "...can I keep it then?"
<Darce> "Sure."
<Ariel> 6* Raquel smiles.
<DeathStar> 6* Two armored men walk up, dragging Dias. Then tap a button outside the field and lower it, tossing Dias inside, then hit a button, bringing it back up. They walk off.
* Darce makes the stuffed animal nuzzle Raquel.
<DeathStar> 6* His body is glistened in sweat, but it seems he's still alive.
* SPoC is now known as Dias`
<Ariel> Raquel> *jumps to her feet, seeing Dias dragged over*
* Darce sighs and checks the boy's vitals.
<Marcus`> <Theron> ...He is alive, I can see him breathing.
<Darce> "How alive is the question."
<Marcus`> *Theron studies Dias. "The portions of sweat upon him suggest he passed out due to exhaustion."
<DeathStar> 6* Who knows. His vitals are whacked
<Darce> "I'd try to read him for memories but the only thing in that boy's head is jibberish on top of chaos theory."
<DeathStar> 6* Dias would slowly start to grasp upon consciousness.
<Darce> "Oh look, he's waking up."
<Marcus`> <Theron> It is the side effects of his condition, I would assume.
<Darce> "Condition?"
* Dias` groans lightly as his hand slowly moves to his face.
<Darce> "No his head's been that way for a long time, before he started with the black scars and everything."
<Darce> "I tried a reading on the PAX... kid gave me a headache."
<Marcus`> *Theron nods his head once. "Then perhaps the weapons program."
<Darce> "Morning sunshine."
<Dias`> Morn-Wuh? 6He rubs his face, and pull his hand back, eyeing the sweat on it. He pushes himself up, his face grimacing slightly. 1"Why am I sweating?"
<Darce> "Apparently not because of fun."
<Dias`> Last thing I remember was injecting myself with Virulent's blood. 6He rubs the back of his neck
<Marcus`> <Theron> Apparently your body has healed itself, or perhaps some other.
<Dias`> Where are we? 6He pushes himself into a stand and stumbles slightly, his hands moving out to adjust his balance.
<Ariel> Raquel> "...we were kidnapped, and thrown in the pound."
* Dias` looks at Raquel. 1"Where's Cheryl and Caudecaus?
<Darce> "Not here."
<Dias`> Than why are we in here? 6He eyes Darce.
<Darce> "We got captured."
<Darce> "THough escape is a good idea."
* Dias` just shakes his head and moves towards the field, deciding that Darce's apparently dumber than he is.
<Darce> "Raquel? Are you able to ripple us out of here?"
<Marcus`> <Theron> I have already said that this is most likely not the pound. I have also been working on an escape plan.
<Dias`> Raquel, can you...6He looks at Darce than just waves his hand
* Darce pats Dias on the head.
<Ariel> 6* Raquel shakes her head, "...they took my belt."
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* Dias` jerks his head back from Darce, eyeing him.
<Marcus`> <Theron> A reason why I have no already asked.
* Darce looks around at the area outside the cell, looking for some controls.
<Dias`> I thought you used ripples because you took Ripple's soul.
<DeathStar> 6* Well, yeah. They used controls to lower the field to throw in Dias.
* Darce tries telekenetically munipulating them to open the cell.
<DeathStar> 6* Yeah, right. No go.
<Darce> "Well... telekenetics aren't working."
<Marcus`> <Theron> Of course. The shield would block that.
* Dias` studies Raquel.
<Ariel> Raquel> "...yes... but... even Ripple needed the belt or blades to focus it..."
<Dias`> Than fire a holy blast at it.
<Marcus`> <Theron> Though she may try. I do not think it will likely work.
<Darce> "Try."
<Dias`> Well you can just sit in your ass Mr. Negative.
<Dias`> NRP: on
<Marcus`> <Theron> I am sitting on my knees. And Negative is not my last name.
<Ariel> 6* Raquel eyes the force field a moment, then closes her eyes and holds out her hand. She begs her sister to let her try to get free.
<DeathStar> 6* Nothing happens.
<Ariel> 6* Raquel drops her arm, looking sad. "...either I'm being denied, or I'm cut off."
<Dias`> Well? 6He looks at Raquel
<Dias`> So you're just gonna give up?
<DeathStar> 6* Five armed soldiers step up, eyeing Raquel through the field. "It is your turn, Weapon IX."
* Dias` slowly looks over at the five armed soldiers
<Ariel> 6* Raquel hangs her head, and nods.
<Marcus`> <Theron> This is quite the number of men for one small child.
* Darce looks reassuringly at the girl.
<DeathStar> <Man> If you resist, we will kill the annoying one called Chii and the flakey one known as Lilith. 6* They lower the field and motion Raquel out
* Dias` stares at Raquel now. 1"You're seriously not going to put up a fight?"
<Dias`> I suppose that would be a good reason not to.
<Ariel> 6* Raquel cringes, and looks to the others.
<Darce> "Hmm... quite."
<Marcus`> <Theron> And what of Cheryl. Is she alive?
* Darce eyes the guards, waiting.
<DeathStar> <Man> That one is beyond help. 6* They wave Raquel out. "Move."
* Dias` tenses up.
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<Ariel> 6* Raquel steps out, defeated.
<DeathStar> 6* The men reach over and raise the shields again. "We will be back for you again, II, when the virus has fully left your system."
<DeathStar> 6* They march Raquel on out of sight of the others.
* Dias` moves upto the shield and pulls his fist back, punching at it.
<Darce> "Damnit..."
<DeathStar> 6* It fries him.
<Marcus`> <Theron> ...idiot.
<Dias`> 6Dias falls back, growling.
<DeathStar> -SCENE SHIFT-
<DeathStar> Location: Warren Jet 2.0
<DeathStar> 6* Warren eyes the signal. They are currently moving over thick jungle terrain.
<DeathStar> <Warren> Activate the cloak. It is the button labeled "cloak".
<Dias`> Understood. 6She hits the button labeled "cloak".
<Marcus`> Nice, you must've known Dias was going to be the primary pilot.
<DeathStar> 6* The Jet wavers and vanishes from sight. Erusian technology?
<DeathStar> <Warren> Continue on the present course for ten more klicks.
<Myria> Hmmmmm...
* Dias` is now known as SPoC
<DeathStar> 6* Warren checks his pistols.
* SPoC eyes the nav system, keeping an eye on the klicks
<Ariel> "...what do you expect we're dealing with?"
<DeathStar> <Warren> I don't know yet.
<DeathStar> 6* Warren narrows his eyes. His enemy is out there.
<Marcus`> Let's hope it's not those damn Ridarium or Tsiv. That would not be fun.
<DeathStar> 6* Warren stands up and moves to the ramp. As they reach ten klicks, Warren holds up his hand to signal SPoC to hold position.
* SPoC brings the Warren Jet 2.0 to a dead stop.
<Myria> *whisper* Is he going to jump?
<DeathStar> 6* Reaching over, Warren lowers the ramp by clicking a button. He then hits another and the shuttle lowers a fancy cable down into the jungle.
<DeathStar> <Drake> Probably, uh, not.
<DeathStar> 6* Grabbing the cable, Warren slides down out of sight into the treeline.
<SPoC> I do not believe that Warren is suicidal.
* Marcus` hops up and moves over, he glances at them. "We're supposed to follow, right?"
<DeathStar> <Warren on Comm> Clear. Proceed down.
* Ariel heads over and looks down, "...there's your answer."
* Marcus` glances over and shakes his head, then grabs the lines and slides down.
<Myria> So...we slide down this cable?
* Ariel heads down after Marcus
<DeathStar> 6* Warren has his back against a tree, scanning the jungle area carefully.
<SPoC> <C> Am I to remain on this shuttle, sir?
<DeathStar> <Warren on Comm> Negative. The jet can take care of itself.
* Marcus` lands and moves up against a tree, looking in a direction that Warren isn't focused on.
* SPoC stands up and moves to the ramp. She grabs two pistols and holsters them. Then slides down the rope
<DeathStar> 6* Warren holds out his hand, making a hand motion at Marcus and Ariel, then points at a tree position to the left.
<Myria> It looks kind of dangerous... *grabs the cord and slides down too*
<DeathStar> 6* Drake takes the cord and slides down last.
<DeathStar> 6* Warren holds up his hand toward SPoC and Myria, then makes a hand motion to a tree position to the right
* SPoC lands and moves to the right, taking position
* Marcus` nods and moves toward the position to the left.
<DeathStar> 6* Warren nods to Drake and they both head central positioning.
* Ariel heads over with Marcus, forming her crystal blade... though in a more compact form for the jungle.
* Marcus` bumps up againt the tree and peers around it.
* Myria moves toward the right.
* SPoC moves up against her tree. She looks ahead then over at Warren
<DeathStar> 6* Warren kneels at a fallen tree, peering into the jungle. After a moment, he makes hand motions at MArcus and Ariel, pointing further ahead, giving them their next position. He does the same for SpoC and Myria
* Myria moves for the next position.
<DeathStar> 6* Warren shifts ahead himself.
* Marcus` slides around the tree and jogs up to the next spot.
* SPoC moves ahead, staying low as she moves rather swiftly through the terrain.
<DeathStar> 6* Up ahead, the team can see a man with a plasma rifle slung over his shoulder pacing back and forth in a green colored building of sorts, though it's blended well into the jungle, so they can only make out part of it.
<DeathStar> *in front of
* Ariel moves forward, letting Marcus take point. He's likely better at stealth being part wolf and all
* SPoC comes to a stop, kneeling and peering through some foilage.
<DeathStar> 6* Warren points at SPoC, then points at the man, signaling her to take him out
* Marcus` looks to SPoC, and watches the man, glancing around for any other enemies.
* SPoC pulls out her sniper rifle and begins aiming. She pauses then pulls the trigger, a silent shot going off for the man's head
<DeathStar> 6* The man's head explodes in a juicy man and he falls over. Warren signals Marcus and Ariel to proceed to the fallen man's position, and signals Myria and SPoC to move into a covering position for the two
* Myria moves in to cover the other pair.
* SPoC moves forward, her sniper rifle held up as she glances around.
* Marcus` moves over a fallen tree and heads towards the location, on the lookout for other enemies.
* Ariel heads forward to the designated posistion
<DeathStar> 6* As the two head for the position, SPoC and Myria would notice a second soldier moving into a position where he'll no doubt spot the two in mere seconds unless killed
<DeathStar> 4
<DeathStar> 3
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* SPoC shifts her aim and fires to take him out
<DeathStar> 6* The man is shot and falls.
<DeathStar> 6* Marcus and Ariel reach the door to the base successfuully
* SPoC slowly cocks her gun. She then begins looking around again
<DeathStar> 6* Warren motions Myria and SPoC to join the two, and moves forward with Drake as well.
* Marcus` slides up to the right side of the door, pressing his ear against it.
* Myria moves to join Marcus and Ariel.
* SPoC moves forward again and to the two
* Ariel looks at the door, and checks if it's locked.
<DeathStar> 6* Warren kneels down, eyeing the dead man who's brains now litter the jungle floor. He checks for identification. Ariel would find the door unlocked.
<DeathStar> <Warren> Hrm. I think these men are part of the defunct V.I. organization.
<Ariel> "...some factions won't stay dead."
<Myria> What are they doing here then?
<DeathStar> 6* Drake rubs the back of his head. "Since they took our people, maybe they want them?"
<Marcus`> They need power.
<DeathStar> <Warren> Hm. It is possible they want the Weapons power. Having a power such as Virulent would allow them to wage a biologically warfare. Since they are few in numbers, it would provide tactical advantage.
<Ariel> "......"
<DeathStar> <Warren> A power like Raquel's would allow them to walk through walls and assassinate their enemies.
<SPoC> Than is it possible they have the other weapons than too?
<DeathStar> <Warren> If they took Dias and Raquel, and have Virulent, then they would have three Weapons. They perhaps have more.
<SPoC> Than we should make haste before they find a way to use them against us.
<DeathStar> 6* Warren takes out his datapad, sending Chad a warning.
<DeathStar> 6* Pocketing the datapad, Warren nods. "Move inside."
* Marcus` readies his shotgun onto stun, and crackes the door open and moves inside, aiming for enemies a he goes.
<DeathStar> 6* Warren holds his pistol ready, moving inside as well. The first room is clear, but the next room's door is shut.
* Ariel heads inside, forming her armour now that they're out of the foliage
<DeathStar> 6* Drake slides in, his face looking especially serious right now.
* SPoC slings the sniper rifle over her shoulder and pulls out her guns. She moves in, aiming at the next room's door
* Marcus` moves up to the door and checks for a lock.
<Marcus`> NRP: if it's locked.
* Myria moves in.
<DeathStar> 6* Warren grabs the handle, nodding to SPoC to get ready
* SPoC nods, her eyes dangerously focused
<DeathStar> 6* Warren yanks it open!
<DeathStar> -SCENE SHIFt-
<DeathStar> 6* Raquel is brought into a room. On another table is Virulent, with lots of machines hooked into her. She appears almost dead. A man wearing a lab coat moves over, nodding to the armed guards. "Good, good. I'm eager to begin."
<Ariel> Raquel> "...what are you doing to her?"
<DeathStar> <Man> Oh, I'm just extractulating her blood. Sit. 6* He waves at the table reserved special for Raquel.
<Ariel> 6* Raquel hesitantly move towards the table.
<DeathStar> 6* The man takes a machine and moves to inject it into her arm.
<DeathStar> <Man> I must say you're a rare find, number IX. Really. You've almost perfectly fulfilled II's purpose.
<Ariel> 6* Raquel has to restrain the instinct to lash out at the man... she can't let Lilith suffer because of her.
<Ariel> "...what... do you mean?"
<DeathStar> <Man> Gathering all that Weapon power in you for us. Indeed, indeed. Such rare opportunity not lost.
<DeathStar> 6* He begins to draw her blood.
<Ariel> Raquel> "...my strength... is not in my blood..."
<DeathStar> <Man> Souls, right right. But I think you're wrong. Your body has to adapt to the powers it gets. You don't think a soul just..generates that power, do you?
<DeathStar> 6* The man waves his hand in dismissal, as if that's just crazy talk
<DeathStar> <Man> No, no no.
<DeathStar> 6* He moves to his terminal, typing on it as he studies the data gathered.
<Ariel> Raquel> "... I thought scientists were supposed to be open minded..."
<DeathStar> <Man> Oh, I'm quite open minded. Unlike Hodges, who just dismissed the idea that you older Weapons were useless. That 'the next generation born' was the answer. No, no, no. I believe you all are the key.
<DeathStar> *were useful
<Ariel> Raquel> "...you're just the same, in your own way..."
<DeathStar> <Man> Oh, no, no, no. 6* He shakes his finger. "You and II. You're both exactly what is needed.:
<DeathStar> <Man> After we bleed V and VI dry, and I get your powers extrapulated, then we'll show the word.
<DeathStar> *world
<Ariel> Raquel> "...you never learned the definition of older in school... did you."
<DeathStar> 6* The man ignores her, making sounds of excitement at what he's reading from her.
<Ariel> 6* Raquel tries to focus a small portion of her telekinetic power to stop the machine from draining her sister, while the 'doctor' is distracted.
<DeathStar> 6* Raquel's abilities seem to fail. The man turns, an odd smile on his face
<DeathStar> <Man> Oh my, oh my.
<DeathStar> 6* He reaches over and hits a button, and Raquel's powers seem to be fading even faster from her. "I'm afraid, IX, that your days as a Weapon as coming to a definite end. But don't worry. Your legacy will live on."
<DeathStar> *are
<Ariel> Raquel> "......" *cringes and hopes someone can hurry up and save her*
<DeathStar> -SCENE SHIFT-
<DeathStar> 6* Warren moves down a hallway with his gun pointed ahead.
<DeathStar> 6* He pauses, holding up a halt motion to the rest of his team.
* Marcus` moves along with him, sliding to a halt.
* Ariel stops, looking to Warren
* SPoC comes to a stop, kneeling beside Warren, her guns trained ahead.
<DeathStar> 6* Warren looks around the corner
* Myria stops moving.
<DeathStar> 6* He holds up two fingers, motioning to the left
* SPoC nods and prepares.
<DeathStar> 6* Warren grips his weapon, then holds up his fingers. Three. Two.
<DeathStar> 6* One.
* SPoC leans out around the corner and fires two quick shots aiming for the chests
<DeathStar> 6* He shifts around the corner and fires at the targets as well
<DeathStar> 6* The two men drop. They appear to have been guarding a door, though there's more doors further down the hallway.
* Marcus` slides around low to cover incase Warren and SPoC missed someone. He stands after seeing it clear.
<DeathStar> 6* Drake steps, pausing. He frowns and begins to walk ahead, passing the door that was being guarded.
* SPoC stands up and moves to the door that was being guarded
* Marcus` arches a brow and watches Drake, he glances at Warren.
<DeathStar> 6* Warren eyes him, frowning. He eyes the door that was being guarded, then nods to SPoC to check.
* Myria stays behind Warren.
* SPoC holsters one of her guns and she places her hand on the door then nods opening it and sweeping with her one gun
<DeathStar> 6* Inside the room is the unconscious bodies of Lilith and Chii and Cheryl. Though the latter appears to be in bad shape.
* Marcus` leans around behind SPoC, sweeping, he pauses at the three and moves over to kneel beside Cheryl.
* SPoC motions to Warren three friendlies are in
<DeathStar> 6* Warren peers inside, then frowns, glancing at Ariel.
* Ariel moves for the room... then pauses when she Cheryl.
<DeathStar> 6* Warren nods to SPoC to follow him, and he heads after Drake
* SPoC grabs the two men and drags them inside the room
* SPoC looks up at Warren and nods, moving out after him, pulling out her combat knife with her free hand
<Myria> *whisper* ...should I...check on them...?
* Ariel checks on the the three, looking deeply concerned when she looks over Cheryl.
* Marcus` frowns at her state and then stands, he nods to Myria and motions her in. Stepping to the door to keep watch.
<DeathStar> 6* Cheryl appears to be infected by something, and is running a high fever.
* Myria looks them over...
<Myria> *w* Cheryl is infected with something...
* Ariel looks to Warren.
<DeathStar> 6* WArren has left and moved on
* Marcus` glances at them. "...well, duh."
<DeathStar> -SCENE SHIFT-
<DeathStar> 6* Dias, Darce, and Theron face their greatest challenge. An energy barrier
<DeathStar> 6* Dias seems almost perfectly cured.
<Marcus`> *Theron hasn't moved, maybe his legs are asleep or something?
<Darce> "I could throw Dias at it?"
<SPoC> Or you could not.
* SPoC is now known as Dias`
<Marcus`> <Theron> It is no more different than throwing your fist at it.
<Darce> "I suppose... how about we try going around it?"
<Marcus`> <Theron> With what? Can you punch through walls?
<Darce> "Can Dias?"
* Darce looks at him.
<Dias`> Can you fit through a fist sized hole?
<Marcus`> <Theron> Perhaps.
<Darce> "Fists are really all you have Dias?"
* Darce eyes him.
* Dias` just rolls his eyes and moves over to the wall beside the energy barrier.
* Dias` pulls his fist back then hurls it forward and into the wall
<DeathStar> 6* Ouch.
<Dias`> 6Dias stands there, his fist pressed against the wall.
<Marcus`> <Theron> ...I am quite sure they would use reinforced steel walls.
<Darce> "Come now Dias, I know you can do more then that."
<Dias`> 6Dias slowly pulls his hand back. 1"Ouch...."
<DeathStar> -SCENE SHIFT-
<DeathStar> 6* The doctor studies the results, and taps a button. A vial is filled with reddish fluid and the doctor eyes it as if it were gold. Meanwhile, Raquel's abilities seem to be getting weaker and weaker.
<DeathStar> <Doctor> Yes. Yes. After I add this with II's blood, it will be complete.
<DeathStar> 6* The five armed men seem use to his melodramatic nature.
<DeathStar> 6* Suddenly, a dark matter blast slams into the machine hooked up to Raquel, causing it to short out and stop it's draining process.
<DeathStar> 6* The armed guards turn around, trying to figure out what happened.
<Ariel> 6* Raquel detaches the machine from her as fast as she can in her drained state, and looks for any blade like object she can get her hands on.
<DeathStar> 6* There doesn't appear to be anything around. The doctor's eyes widen and he moves through a doorway, the door closing behind him. The armed guards take aim at Drake, who pauses awkwardly.
<DeathStar> <Drake> Uh..
<DeathStar> 6* They open fire.
<Ariel> 6* Raquel mutters about the lack of even a scapel and tries to unhook Virulent
<DeathStar> 6* Raquel saves Virulent from the machine. Drake sadly is shot up.
<DeathStar> * Virulent groans weakly, trying to sit up.
<DeathStar> 6* An armed guard aims at Raquel
<Ariel> 6* Raquel nervously hopes her Telekinesis works enough now to shift his aim off... preferably at the doctor.
<DeathStar> 6* The armed guard shoots a wall
<DeathStar> 6* He aims at Raquel again and tries once more.
<DeathStar> 6* The other four armed guards begin to take aim, when they're shot in the back
<Ariel> 6* Raquel takes cover with Virulent and telekinetically starts the fuse on the soldier's grenade.
<DeathStar> 6* The soldier explodes, taking out anyone near him.
<DeathStar> 6* The explosion also damages the computer, causing the base lights to flicker.
<DeathStar> 6* Warren stands there with SPoC, eyeing the smoke, then the lights
<Dias`> This will warn the base undoubtedly.
* Dias` is now known as SPoC`
<DeathStar> <Warren> Hrm.
<DeathStar> -SCENE SHIFT-
<DeathStar> 6* The force field flickers, having gaps.
<SPoC`> 6Dias eyes the force field. 1"Here goes."
* Darce tries to get a TK through to open the thing now.
<SPoC`> 6Dias crouches, eyeing it, he then dashes forward ,leaping at it in a ball.
<Marcus`> *Theron pauses and stands up.
<DeathStar> 6* Darce flips it off. Dias leaps through nothing dramatically.
* Darce shakes his head and stands up, stepping out. "Now where did they put our gear..."
<SPoC`> 6Dias kicks his legs down and lands, hopping forward. He than pumps his fist and moves down the hall
<Marcus`> *Theron steps out, his eyes darting left to right. "They brought Dias from this direction." He points and begins to move that way.
* Darce heads that way with him. "Alright."
<DeathStar> -SCENE SHIFT-
<DeathStar> 6* The lights flicker for Myria, Marcus, and Ariel
* Marcus` glances up. "Hmm." He glances outside, listening for the sound of footsteps.
<Ariel> "...we need to get these three back to the jet."
<DeathStar> 6* Indeed. Footsteps are headed in the direction of their room
<Myria> ...we got trouble...
* Marcus` pulls his head back in and closes the door. "Shhh."
<DeathStar> 6* The footsteps get louder outside the closed door
* Marcus` slides to the side of the door that the door would block should it open and waits.
* Myria quiets down...
<DeathStar> 6* The door begins to open.
* Marcus` holds his shotgun ready.
* Ariel waits by the fallen.
<DeathStar> 6* A figure begins to move through.
<DeathStar> 6* A soldier peers about
* Marcus` slams the butt of the shotgun into his face.
<DeathStar> 6* The man staggers and falls. Voices get excited in the hallway.
<DeathStar> 6* A grenade is tossed inside.
* Marcus` motions for Myria to TK it back out.
<DeathStar> 6* It rolls to rest under Chii
* Ariel grabs the grenade and throws it out
<DeathStar> 6* IT explodes in the hallway; screams of pain can be heard.
<Myria> *whisper* ...are they all down now?
<DeathStar> 6* A mini grenade launcher is used - and this grenade will explode upon impact. IT flies right for the ceiling
* Marcus` motions for Myria to TK that one back.
<DeathStar> 6* 3
<DeathStar> 6* 2
<DeathStar> 6* 1
* Ariel moves to shelter the ones on the ground
* Myria TKs it back
<DeathStar> 6* It jerks back out into the hallway and epxlodes.
<DeathStar> 6* No more grenades follow up.
* Marcus` coughs and shuts the door.
<Myria> *whisper* ...this is a death trap if we stay here.
* Ariel grabs Cheryl, and looks to the other two
<Marcus`> Way to state the obvious. Ariel...go get em. *he motions*
* Myria grabs Lilith, using TK to lighten the load.
<DeathStar> 6* Lilith appreciates it. I'm sure.
<DeathStar> 6* Chii eagerly awaits Marcus' touch
* Ariel heads out with her casualty, making her way back to the exit
<Marcus`> ...uh, I uh...
<Myria> *whisper* Take Chii, Marcus!
* Marcus` sighs and throws her over his shoulder, roughly. He knows she would like it rough anyway. He glances out, and if it's safe he follows Cheryl.
<DeathStar> 6* Lilith's tail seems to manage to tickle Myria's nose just right
* Myria 's nose twitches and she puffs, trying to blow it away from her nose.
<DeathStar> 6* An epic battle, no doubt
<DeathStar> -SCENE SHIFT-
<DeathStar> 6* Warren steps through the smoke, peering at Raquel. "You alright?"
* SPoC` glances around as she moves in.
<DeathStar> 6* Virulent weakly sits there, having been thrown to safety by the younger girl
<Ariel> 6* Raquel pokes her head up over the toppled table. She gives Warren a small nod.
<DeathStar> 6* Warren sweeps the room, moving into an adjacent room. "Duce is in here." 6* He informs SPoC. "Hooked up to machines. Also, the team's equipment appears to be in here."
* SPoC` moves to the adjacent room quickly and begins to unhook Duce
<Ariel> 6* Raquel looks to Virulent, "...are you okay?"
<DeathStar> <Virulent> ... I do not know. I feel strange.
<DeathStar> 6* Warren sweeps his gun back into the room with the pieces of soldiers.
<DeathStar> <Warren> Where are the others?
* SPoC` reaches down and checks Duce's pulse
<DeathStar> 6* Duce's pulse is weak
* SPoC` reaches down and lifts him up, putting him over her shoulder. She moves out of the room. 1"His pulse is weak."
<DeathStar> 6* Warren nods. "GEt him back to the jet." 6* He orders, glancing back at Raquel as he waits for confirmation on the others.
<Ariel> Raquel> "...in the cells."
* SPoC` nods and turns, moving out the way the two came
<DeathStar> 6* Warren grunts. "Which way?"
<Ariel> 6* Raquel gestures, "...down that hall."
<DeathStar> 6* Warren nods and steps over soldier pieces, not bothering to notice if Drake is there. He moves quickly out of sight
<DeathStar> 6* Virulent moves to stand slowly after Warren is gone
<Ariel> 6* Raquel goes and digs Drake out from under the bodies, and looks to Virulent, "...help me get him back to the jet?"
<DeathStar> 6* Drake is bloodied and blasted. His head device is destroyed, so he appears to be zombified again
<DeathStar> 6* Virulent goes to respond when suddenly an alarm goes off and doors begin to seal
<DeathStar> <Computer> Self-destruct sequence has been activated.
<DeathStar> 6* Virulent pauses, eyeing the room with the equipment as the door begins to shut. She dives in and throws Raquel her belt before the door shuts.
<DeathStar> 6* However, the tricky part is this: Raquel's energy is low. She won't be able to save everyone. And Warren and the others trapped as well elsewhere...!
<DeathStar> -SCENE SHIFT-
<DeathStar> 6* Darce, Theron, and Dias move down a hallway when they are ambushed by 5 soldiers. They begin to open fire.
* Darce TKly throws one into the others and dives.
<SPoC`> 6Dias shifts and slides across the hallway as Darce throws one. He kicks off and moves in low at them
<Marcus`> *Theron attemps to dodge in the small hallway, jumping up and coming down toward the soldiers toward the left.
<SPoC`> 6Dias leaps forward and spin kicks at the nearest soldier
<DeathStar> 6* The soldiers are thrown into disarray by the throw, and their formation broken
<DeathStar> 6* Theron humps onto a soldier and Dias kicks another.
* Darce attempts to grab one of thier own guns from them and bring it over to himself.
<SPoC`> 6Dias lands and dashes low, throwing his knee towards another's face
<DeathStar> 6* Darce succeeds.
<Marcus`> *Theron quickly moves to dispatch the two soldier's closes to him with strategic blows...to their face.
<DeathStar> 6* The poor soldier's face gives a resounding crack.
<DeathStar> 6* More resounding cracks.
<Marcus`> *Theron glances to the remaining two.
* Darce fires into a soldier's leg.
<DeathStar> 6* The soldier cries out and falls.
<DeathStar> 6* The last soldier grabs his grenade.
<SPoC`> 6Dias moves in as he falls, swinging his elbow into the man's face
<DeathStar> 6* The man hits the ground. The last one begin to pull the pin
<Marcus`> *Theron shifts forward quickly to clasp his hand around the grenade and the man's hand.
<DeathStar> 6* The soldier eyes him,.
* Darce penetrates the man's mind and makes him sleep.
<Marcus`> *Theron stares at him.
<DeathStar> 6* That old hat and trick fails.
* Darce sighs, "Freaking resistance training..."
<SPoC`> 6Dias moves over the man and clocks him across the face
<SPoC`> NRP: over to
<DeathStar> 6* Well, can't resist train that one. He falls.
<DeathStar> 6* Suddenly, alarms go off as Warren arrives. He glances behind himself as doors seal them in and the base self-destruct begins
<SPoC`> <Dias> This train stops for no one. 6He nods then goes to move when he looks at Warren.
<DeathStar> <Warren> ...
<DeathStar> 6* Warren makes a face and pops a vicodin
<Marcus`> *Theron makes sure the pin is in the grenade and pockets it, he kneels and takes the man's weapon. He stands and glances at Warren.
<SPoC`> <Dias> Son of...
<DeathStar> <Warren> ... *narrows his eyes
<DeathStar> -SCENE SHIFT-
<DeathStar> 6* Raquel's power is enough she can save herself and Drake, as well as Warren and the others, or the combo of herself and Drake as well as Virulent.
<DeathStar> 6* The computer mercilessly counts down toward 0.
<DeathStar> <Computer> 15
<DeathStar> <Computer> 14
<DeathStar> <Computer> 13
<Ariel> "Virulent!"
<DeathStar> 6* Virulent's voice can hardly be heard through the door. "Get out of here!"
<Ariel> Raquel> "...but what about you?!"
<DeathStar> <Computer> 12
<DeathStar> <Virulent> ... I'll join Caesura. 6* She sounds resigned to her fate.
<DeathStar> <Computer> 11
<Ariel> Raquel> "...I..."
<Ariel> Raquel> "...I'll come back..."
<DeathStar> <Virulent> Sure. 6* Her tone doesn't sound like she believes that
<DeathStar> <Computer> 10
<DeathStar> <Computer> 9
<Ariel> 6* Raquel opens a portal to where Warren and the others are, trying to keep from crying.
<DeathStar> 6* Warren turns as the portal opens with Raquel dragging Drake through. Can't forget Drake
<DeathStar> <Computer> 8
<DeathStar> <Computer> 7
<DeathStar> <Computer> 6
<Ariel> 6* Raquel opens another portal to the jet.
<DeathStar> <Computer> 5
<SPoC`> 6Dias moves through the portal
<DeathStar> <Warren> Move it. 6* He barks
<DeathStar> <Computer> 4
<Marcus`> *Theron moves through.
<Ariel> 6* Raquel takes Drake through
<DeathStar> <Computer 3
<DeathStar> 6* Warren leaps through
<DeathStar> <Computer> 2
* Darce leaps through.
<DeathStar> -SCENE SHIFT-
<DeathStar> Location: Warren Jet 2
<DeathStar> 6* Warren and the others leap through a portal. Warren glances up. "Close it!"
<DeathStar> 6* The countdown hits zero. And the base explodes.
<Ariel> 6* Raquel closes the portal. She tried to open a third, but didn't have the strength...
<DeathStar> 6* Warren peers at Marcus and Myria with the wounded.
<Marcus`> *Theron glances around.
<Myria> Umm...hi.
* Marcus` gives a wave.
* Darce shakes his head and sighs a bit. "Well..."
<SPoC`> 6Dias glances over at Cheryl then Duce as he moves to her. 1"Is he awake?"
<Ariel> "What happened?"
<DeathStar> 6* Warren looks at Raquel. He puts his hand on her shoulder, giving her a nod.
<Marcus`> Cheryl's not doing so good. We need to hurry.
<Marcus`> <Theron> The base self-destructed. *he pauses and frowns*
* SPoC` move sto the pilots seat and hits the boosters
<Ariel> 6* Raquel curls up on the floor... didn't even get her plushie out of there...
<Darce> "Yep. Yep it did."
<Marcus`> *Theron peers down at Raquel with a frown, and then scoots Lilith close to her.
<DeathStar> 6* Lilith's tail attacks Myria's nose.
<Darce> "Hey kid... don't look so down..."
<SPoC`> 6Dias glances over at Raquel then reaches over, holding something out to her.
<Myria> AHCHOO!
<Ariel> 6* Raquel looks up slowly, wiping her eyes as if she wasn't crying.
<SPoC`> 6Dias holds the plushie
<Darce> "See? Dias found your new friend."
<Ariel> 6* Raquel latches onto the plushie and Lilith, and burries her face. Sobbing.
<SPoC`> 6Dias looks over at Warren. 1"We need to get the doc awake, he's the only one that can cure Cheryl."
* Marcus` rubs his nose, sitting by Chii and Cheryl, he glances around to see if anyone is looking at him.
<DeathStar> 6* Warren moves to look at Cheryl, then at Duce. "I doubt he will be waking any time soon."
<SPoC`> <Dias> He has to, otherwise Cheryl will die.
<DeathStar> 6* Warren frowns. He looks at Cheryl, as if saying goodbye.
<Darce> "This is why kids don't belong on missions..."
<Ariel> "...how long until we're back to base?"
<SPoC`> 6Dias reaches over and smacks Warren across the back of the head.
<DeathStar> 6* Warren turns slowly toward Dias.
<DeathStar> 6* His eyes narrow.
<SPoC`> <Dias> I had what she's got. So the anti things are inside me to cure her. 6He glares at him
<Darce> "Antibodies."
<DeathStar> <Warren> Your blood is tainted by dark influences. Do you really plan to introduce that into her body?
<SPoC`> <Dias> Would you rather her die?
<DeathStar> 6* Warren considers the two outcomes.
<Marcus`> She could make a sweet dark gear, that would be cool.
<DeathStar> 6* He looks at Ariel.
<Ariel> "...do it."
<SPoC`> <Dias> Unless you can wake up the Doc here and have him touch me than touch her and cure her you have no other choice.
* Darce tenses a little, looking at the group, he holds his head and takes a seat by Raquel.
<DeathStar> 6* Warren nods, moving to a medical kit and getting a needle. He jabs it into Dias' throat, quite painfully, and takes his blood.
<SPoC`> 6Dias hurks, what with being jammed in the throat and not the neck.
<DeathStar> 6* Warren removes it, then looks at Cheryl.
<DeathStar> <Warren> Lets hope you don't have STDs. 6* He notes dryly.
* SPoC` scoffs
<SPoC`> NRP: Dias
<DeathStar> -SCENE SHIFT-
<DeathStar> Location: HQ
<DeathStar> 6* Some time has passed. Duce remains on the table, unconscious, with no signs of ever waking up any time soon. Cheryl remains in a critical state on the table, and a waiting game ensures. The others have been patched up by the nurses, and Lilith was sent to bed with no food and Chii left laying around
<SPoC`> 6Dias sits in a chair beside Cheryl's bed, his eyes closed and his neck slumped over
<SPoC`> NRP: head not neck
<Darce> * Jennifer sits near Cheryl as well, watching quietly.
* Marcus` sits in the floor, leaning against the wall, seems he might be asleep, or maybenot.
<DeathStar> 6* Drake is all bandaged up, but remains brain dead. Until his device can be repaired.
* Darce is now known as Jennifer`
<DeathStar> 6* Warren sits in his office, his eyes on the monitors of the medical bay.
* SPoC` knocks on Warren's doorway
<DeathStar> <Warren> Enter.
<Marcus`> *Theron is also in the room, he is very much awake. Vigilant like a hawk.
* SPoC` steps in. 1"Warren."
<DeathStar> <Warren> SPoC.
<Ariel> 6* Raquel is curled up with the plush dog, having cried herself to sleep. She couldn't save Virulent... but she will go back.
* Ariel sits quietly at Cheryl's side, silently waiting for any change in her condition while she prays for her recovery.
<SPoC`> Do you believe it was wise to introduce Dias' dark one blood into Cheryls body?
<Jennifer`> * Jennifer yawns a bit, shaking her head to stay away.
<DeathStar> <Warren> No. But I had little choice. And Ariel wanted it done.
<DeathStar> 6* He rubs his forehead painfully, reaching over and taking two pills, throwing them back and swallowing.
<SPoC`> Than would you require me to prepare a contigency plan?
<Jennifer`> "She's gonna wake up right...?"
<DeathStar> <Warren> It would be prudent. I know I am.
* Myria peeks at Theron over the edge of his bed.
<SPoC`> I will prepare something than. 6She nods. 1"May I ask something personal?
<DeathStar> <Warren> You can.
<Ariel> "...you'd need to ask the doctor."
<SPoC`> You required two pills just now. Is something different?
<Jennifer`> * Darce sits in the hangar, quietly working on his Gear.
<DeathStar> <Warren> Something's always different.
<Jennifer`> "The Doc is out cold..."
<DeathStar> 6* Cheryl opens her eyes slowly.
<SPoC`> That is unfortunate. I prefer that you do not change.
* Jennifer` smiles as she sees Cheryl move. "Hey..."
<DeathStar> 6* Warren peers at her, and grunts.
<Ariel> "Cheryl..."
<DeathStar> 6* He glances at the monitors of the medical bay. "All things change."
<DeathStar> 6* Cheryl gets an annoyed look. "I feel like puking."
* SPoC` looks over. 1"Yes they do. It would be nice to remember them all."
<Jennifer`> "Well you were really sick."
<Marcus`> *Theron tilts his head and brings her a waste bin.
<Ariel> "Take it easy... you barely pulled through that one."
<DeathStar> 6* Cheryl winces and tries to sit up.
<DeathStar> <Cheryl> What the hell happened?
<Marcus`> *Theron sets it down and steps back. "You were injected by a self-defense virus from Virulent. It was uncurable."
<DeathStar> <Cheryl> And here I am. Not dead.
<DeathStar> 6* Cheryl glances at Ariel, focusing on her.
<Ariel> "Dias saved you."
<DeathStar> 6* She pauses, glancing at him.
<SPoC`> 6Dias sits in the chair, asleep.
<DeathStar> 6* Cheryl groans, putting her hand to her face. "Oh man. Now I really need to give him a good one."
<Jennifer`> "Well... he is a superhero."
<Marcus`> <Theron> Apparently being a superhero means you must have a lack of intellegence.
<DeathStar> 6* Cheryl looks at Ariel. "Uh. Sorry for worrying you."
* Ariel gives a small smile, "...just don't cut it so close in the future, okay?"
<DeathStar> 6* Cheryl shrugs and nods. "Sure."
* Myria peeks at Cheryl and Theron.
<Marcus`> <Theron> I am glad to see you are safe. *he bows his head and moves to step out*
<DeathStar> 6* Warren glances away from the monitor finally, picking up his reports and goes about business as usual.
* SPoC` glances back over at Warren then bows to him. She turns and moves out
* Myria shadows Theron...
* Jennifer` yawns big and smiles.
<DeathStar> -END-
Session Close: Thu Mar 06 22:52:56 2008

Session Start: Fri Mar 07 00:09:37 2008
Session Ident: #taw
* Logging #taw to 'logs\EsperNet\#taw.20080307.log'
<DeathStar> Stardate: 10-588.7.15 - 1 day after Eps9and10 -
<DeathStar> Location: HQ
<SPoC`> 6Dias punches away at bag in the training room, apparently choosing to wear only pants this time.
<Kit> 6Chii idles nearby, and by idle, furiously punches and lunges and kicks on another, apparently taking out a load of pent-up aggression that may or may not have been stockpiling under her usual laisez faire manner.
<DeathStar> 6* Cheryl works her way down a hallway, pausing to take breaths, as if the very action is laborous. She finally reaches the training room and leans on the door frame
<SPoC`> 6Dias glistens as he hops back then moves in, throwing a knee with enough force to move the bag.
<Kit> 6Chii leans back, inhaling deeply, then lets out a shrill scream with good carry, punching the bag with a movement of her whole body, peering at the ground and heaving after cradling it back a good two-fold with the single hit.
<DeathStar> <Cheryl> Christ, Chii.
<DeathStar> 6* Cheryl makes a face at the scream.
<SPoC`> 6Dias steps back, making an odd face at the obviously crazy Chii.
<Kit> 6Chii just slumps there, her hand still planted in the bag as she gasps for air.
* Jennifer` steps into the training room and looks at Chii, then Dias, then goes red in the face and looks down.
<DeathStar> 6* Cheryl pushes herself from the doorframe and works her way to a training bag. "You pissed at it or something?"
<Kit> <Chii> ...Huh?
<Kit> 6Chii leans on a knee and brings herself back to her feet, sweeping hair out of her eyes and mumbling.
<SPoC`> 6Dias looks over at Cheryl and nods at her. He goes back to throwing combo's into the bag
* Jennifer` blinks a bit and sets down her back, looking away from Dias and casually getting readyt o train, or trying to be casual.
<DeathStar> 6* Cheryl begins to punch the bag over and over, but it barely moves compared to her normal blows. She seems to be hitting it like an average woman her size and weight would
<Kit> 6Chii shrugs since the question was dropped and rubs her neck, peering toward Cheryl curiously. 1"...Taking it easy?"
<DeathStar> 6* Cheryl sneers. "I don't take it easy." 6* She tries to hit it harder, waving her hand when it pinches.
<SPoC`> 6Dias plants his foot and goes to pull a leg strike but twists and throws his forearm out, slamming it into the bag
<Kit> <Chii> Maybe you're not well yet, then.
<DeathStar> <Cheryl> ... Yeah. 6* She frowns.
* Jennifer` starts to work on a punching bag, her hits are pretty much what could be expected for a girl her age, but fast, she's still incorporating grace into her attacks now.
<Kit> <Chii> A workout probably isn't best if you're still stick, right?
<DeathStar> 6* Cheryl just responds to that by hitting the bag. Her? Still sick. Nope.
<SPoC`> 6Dias steps back, letting out heavy breathes.
<Kit> 6Chii rubs her chin, eyeing Jennifer. Then grins and steps back, making a few motions with her hands before lightly calling. 1"Suiton." Summoning a small pour of water to douse the Carmichael kid, having not really tested the Weapon doc's handiwork.
<SPoC`> 6Dias glances at Jen than at Chii and just shakes his head. He moves over and grabs a towel and begins wiping his face off.
<DeathStar> 6* Cheryl eyes Chii, then Jennifer, then a camera in the room
<Kit> 6Chii thumbs up at Cheryl.
* Jennifer` stares at Chii, dripping wet.
<Jennifer`> "What was that for?"
<Kit> <Chii> What, you looked hot.
<DeathStar> 6* Cheryl rolls her eyes and steps out, apparantly done exhausting herself on the bag
* Jennifer` blinks and shrugs, going to grab a towel from her bag.
<SPoC`> 6Dias pats his face dry and watches Cheryl step out. He tosses the towel over his shoulder and looks at Chii. 1"I see you've matured."
<Kit> 6Chii just gives Dias a weird look.
<Kit> 6Chii hops after Cheryl. 1"Cheeeeryl... I'm all better, it seems. If you're not perky, maybe we can get that Kadash. Cooloose. ...Maybe we can get Truce to look at you whenever he wakes up."
* Jennifer` shakes her head and returns to her punching bag, moving into kicks now.
<DeathStar> <Cheryl> ... Kadash what?
<Kit> <Chii> The Weapon guy that's been our caretaker.
<DeathStar> <Cheryl> I'm fine.
<DeathStar> <Cheryl> Whatever Dias did, I'm fine.
<SPoC`> 6Dias mvoes out of the training room and heads down the hall towards the messhall
* Jennifer` keeps on training alone, she's been going with very little rest lately, besides moments like watching possible Cheryl-deaths.
<Kit> <Chii> You don't hit like that when you're normal.
<DeathStar> <Cheryl> Whatever. I can still kick your ass.
<Kit> 6Chii smiles gently. 1"Ah... I'm happy to hear that."
<DeathStar> <Cheryl> You should be afraid.
<Kit> <Chii> Huh? Oh." 6She blinks. 1"Er, yeah, that too."
<SPoC`> 6Dias steps into the messhall and grabs two bottles of water and some food. He plops down munching away
<DeathStar> 6* Cheryl enters the messhall and plops down at a table, eyeing Dias
<Kit> 6Chii sits down across from Cheryl, eyeing DS. 1"So now that he's done that, I'm sure you definitely won't change your mind."
<Kit> <Chii> Should I... tell him?" 6Grins.
<DeathStar> 6* Cheryl eyes her with no humor.
<SPoC`> 6Dias opens one of the bottles of water and begins chugging it
<Kit> 6Chii glances away guiltily. She leaves out that she's pissed over not being conscious to try and syphon it away.
* Jennifer` stops kicking after a bit, leaning against the bag, breathing hard, looking deep in thought.
<DeathStar> 6* Cheryl snatches some poor base tech's plate of food, gives him a look, and begins to eat it
<SPoC`> 6Dias reaches over grabs a banana off his plate and stares munching it down
<Kit> 6Chii sighs slightly and rises to go get her own food.
<DeathStar> <Cheryl> Dias. 6* She barks out. "You want to go out and get wasted sometime?"
* Jennifer` starts to pack up her bag, drying her hair a little.
<SPoC`> 6Dias turns to look at Cheryl and swallows. 1"I'd love too."
<DeathStar> <Cheryl> Good. 6* She nods. Phase 1 done of her plan.
<SPoC`> How ya feeling? 6He takes another bite of his banana, finishing it.
<SPoC`> NRP: Dias
* SPoC` is now known as Dias`
<DeathStar> <Cheryl> Great. 6* She takes a bite of her food, chewing it
<Kit> 6Chii returns with a tray stocked with onion rings and a malt.
* Jennifer` steps out, tiredly walking to Warren's office.
<Dias`> Good. 6He nods.
<DeathStar> <Cheryl> Wonderful. 6* She adds, getting in the last word.
* Jennifer` knocks.
* Dias` eyes her than just smirks, shaking his head as he grabs his sandwich and takes out a bite.
<DeathStar> 6* Cheryl mumbles something, taking another bite of her food.
<DeathStar> <Warren> Enter. 6* He resigns himself to character interaction
* Jennifer` opens up and steps inside, putting her bag on a chair. "Hey Dad."
<Kit> 6Chii chews onions and peers at the two.
<Dias`> 6Dias tosses the leftover of his sandwich on his plate and grabs an apple.
<DeathStar> <Warren> Jennifer.
<DeathStar> 6* Cheryl chews with attitude
<Kit> <Chii> Ever try paintball, Cheryl?
<Jennifer`> * Jen smiles at him, sitting tiredly. "Hungry?"
<DeathStar> <Cheryl> No
<Kit> <Chii> Want to? It's loads of fun. You can bring Dias, you know, if you want.
<DeathStar> <Cheryl> I'd rather play with live rounds.
<DeathStar> <Warren> Not really.
<Kit> <Chii> Can do that, too.
<Kit> 6Chii whips out one of her pistols and spins it on her finger, turning it sideways so it continues to twirl on the table. 1"Russian roulette, Dias?" 6She grins.
<Jennifer`> * Jen nods and sits back, "Alright."
* Dias` eyes Chii then raises his fist. 1"Only if when it's your turn we use my fist on your face."
<Jennifer`> "How do you think I'm doing with my training?"
<Kit> 6Chii stares. 1"Wow. Talk about maturing."
<DeathStar> <Warren> You are doing very well.
* Jennifer` smiles a bit. "Any advice on what to work on?"
<DeathStar> <Warren> Learn your enemy.
* Jennifer` narrows her eyes, thinking about who her enemies are.
<Dias`> I don't use guns. 6He lowers his hand now and sets the apple core on his plate
<DeathStar> <Warren> When you have learned about your enemy, and know what they will do, you are unbeatable.
<Kit> 6Chii gazes toward Cheryl, a slight twitch in her eyes. She holsters the gun.
<Jennifer`> "My enemy..." *she voices as she considers this* "Know your enemy and you will know yourself..."
* Dias` opens his second bottle of water and begins downing it
<Jennifer`> "Alright, thanks Dad."
* Jennifer` stretches a little. "You gonna come to dinner tonight?"
<DeathStar> <Warren> Yes.
<Jennifer`> "What would you like?"
<DeathStar> <Warren> Anything will do.
<Jennifer`> "OKay, I'll make something good then."
<DeathStar> 6* Doubtful
* Jennifer` sits back and looks at him.
<DeathStar> 6* Warren looks back, the perfect poker face.
<Jennifer`> "I was wondering something."
* Dias` finishes his water and glances at the two silent woman.
<DeathStar> 6* Cheryl finishes her food.
<DeathStar> <Warren> Yes?
<Kit> 6Chii does as well.
<DeathStar> 6* Cheryl glances back at Dias, just as fiercely.
<Jennifer`> "WHat do you, personally, hope I do after school?"
<Dias`> Well when you ever your ready to get smashed just let me know. 6He gets up and grabs his tray, moving to the trash
<DeathStar> <Warren> Whatever makes you happy.
<DeathStar> <Cheryl> I'd say now, but I bet you'll puss out.
* Jennifer` blinks a bit. "Really? JUst anything I'd like?"
<Dias`> Good thing you didn't. I still don't trust my body after being infected I guess.
<DeathStar> <Cheryl> Whoa, whoa, you were infected?
<DeathStar> <Warren> Yes. 6* He gives her a strange look
<Kit> <Chii> He infected himself purposely.
<DeathStar> 6* Cheryl's look goes strangely hard. "Why?"
* Jennifer` nods a bit, considering that. "What do you think my strengths are?"
<DeathStar> <Warren> Whatever you apply yourself to.
<Kit> <Chii> How'd you think he got the antibodies for you?
<DeathStar> <Cheryl> ... You did what? 6* She rises, eyeing Dias with a death glare.
<Kit> 6Chii blinks at this development.
* Dias` glances at Chii then puts his tray away. 1"I infected myself."
<DeathStar> <Cheryl> Are you stupid?
* Jennifer` nods and smiles a little, "Cool."
<Kit> <Chii> Yes." 6She pipes. 1"Even Theron said so."
* Dias` eyes Chii again then looks at Cheryl. 1"Obviously."
<DeathStar> <Cheryl> What were you thinking!?
<Kit> <Chii> Nothin' but you. I'm jealous." 6Sips malt.
<Jennifer`> "I just ask because at school kids mention things like their parents pushing them to be different things after school, seem to have hopes they'll be doctors or lawyers or things like that... and I never know what to say when they ask me about it."
* Dias` looks at Chii. 1"You know what? She's asking me so stop speaking for me."
<DeathStar> 6* Cheryl twitches. She kicks a chair a few feet away from herself and walks out
<Kit> 6Chii eyes Cheryl leaving, then grins at Dias. 1"Oh, sure."
<Dias`> God you're a fucking idiot. 6He moves out himself.
<DeathStar> 6* A few NPCs stare at Chii, since she's the only one left.
<Kit> 6Chii suddenly looks to be in a very bad mood, and glares at them. 1"What, you all want to play roulette instead?"
* Jennifer` shrugs it off and sits back quietly.
<DeathStar> <Warren> ...
<DeathStar> <Warren> I want you to be a mime. 6* He states with no emotional twitch
<DeathStar> 6* The NPCs just shrug her off and go back to their talking.
<Jennifer`> ... *she blinks, and grins*
* Jennifer` starts to giggle.
<Kit> 6Chii gets up and makes for the exit, tossing a canister over her back. Tear gas. %tA youthful girl with defiantly long, shining hair of violet hues, giving delightful amounts of reflection, but glowering like that of its own accord. Her face is pleasantly slender and subtle, sided by two thick braids that fall past her chest in length. Behind them she bears long, pointed ears that are still of snowy colouration, almost comically giving her ve
<Kit> What the o.o
<DeathStar> 6* The NPCs fall over from the tear gas.
<DeathStar> 6* Or the sight of her
<Jennifer`> "Usually if they annoy me with the questions too much I just tell them you taught me how to hit a moving target with a gun and they back off."
<DeathStar> <Warren> good.
* Dias` is now known as Dias-Sleep
<DeathStar> 6* Warren eyes the chaos in the mess hall. He taps a button so a base gun turrent tazers Chii
<Kit> 6Chii pulls a chair after her and props the door to the mess hall shut. She's fallen low if even the little pricks blow her off. She peers up, hearing a nose and grunts, falling over, giving the bird as she lies on the ground.
* Jennifer` watches and giggles a bit more. "This is perhaps the coolest part of your job."
<DeathStar> <Warren> I agree.
<Jennifer`> "So what else can you do from here?"
<DeathStar> <Warren> Anything.
<DeathStar> 6* He eyes Chii, waiting for her to recover and move again, which will be soon
<Jennifer`> "Show me."
<DeathStar> 6* Warren considers, then relents.
<DeathStar> 6* Soon, Chii is able to rise again. RISE AGAIN!
<Kit> 6Chii rubs her head and grumbles, going to move on down toward her room.
<DeathStar> 6* Her room door is opened. Dun dun dun dun
<Kit> 6Chii moves inside and shuts it, then reaches back into her pocket, pulling out the tracer. She sets it on a stand and lies down in bed.
<DeathStar> 6* She lies down on someone
<Kit> 6Chii finds this strange, shifting aside and gazing to her side.
<DeathStar> 6* Cheryl peers back, a bottle to her lips. She laughs an almost giggle. "Found your stash."
<Kit> <Chii> Not much of a stash. You're the first person to ever bother entering her-- how'd you get in, anyway?
<DeathStar> <Cheryl> I'm the XO. I can override doors.
<DeathStar> 6* Cheryl laughs at that, as if it were hilarious
<Kit> <Chii> Hrmph. You're drunk.
<DeathStar> <Cheryl> *snorts* This is like only my second one.
<DeathStar> 6* Cheryl finishes and and sets it down on Chii's dresser, stretching in the bed
<Kit> <Chii> Yeah. And... you're not yourself. Weaker, in body and constitution.
<DeathStar> 6* Reaching over, Cheryl pinches her cheek. "You're just so adorable."
<Kit> 6Chii flinches. 1"...Mind too, eh."
<DeathStar> 6* Cheryl pats her on the cheek. "Bah."
<Kit> <Chii> Cheryl are we still... Are you...?
<DeathStar> <Cheryl> Am I what?
<Kit> <Chii> You never share much, so it's hard to tell even when we're okay with the bond. But you're... You know, you're appearing more and more like a plain old human.
<DeathStar> <Cheryl> Chii, we're like, tight. Bond tight. 6* She crosses her fingers together, and laughs at that.
<Kit> 6Chii peers at her skeptically. 1"...I mean I'm not sure if that part of you is present. Cheryl, I don't think you're... a dragoon. At least not right now for some reason.
<DeathStar> <Cheryl> You can't detect me? Because I totally feel you.
<Kit> 6Chii blinks at that and sits up, peering at the ceiling and trying. She could be wrong. With it lacking all the time and her own weird senses to worry about, not like she's always paying attention.
<DeathStar> 6* Cheryl reaches under the bed for a third bottle as Chii probes about
<Kit> 6Chii twitches in annoyance, seeing as their lack of in-touchness fends her lack of experience in testing it. She snatches away the third bottle, holding it out in her farside's hand.
<DeathStar> 6* Cheryl eyes it
<Kit> 6Chii shifts her eyes to Cheryl, attempting to discern what she's feeling by something other than the somewhat creepy giggling.
<DeathStar> 6* Cheryl eyes Chii, then decides to be bad and send somewhat erotic feeling through the bond
<Kit> 6Chii suddenly reaches up, covering her mouth and nose. Her eyes glance away. 1"A-Ah.."
<DeathStar> 6* Cheryl snatches the beer, and begins to drink it
<Kit> 6Chii reaches under the bed and pulls out her own, the entire stash seemingly fruity drinks both high and low in content.
<DeathStar> 6* Cheryl holds her hand up, eyeing it with fascination
<Kit> <Chii> ...So if that's not it... why're you acting funny?
<DeathStar> <Cheryl> Okay, okay. You got me. I'm plastered.
<Kit> 6Chii peers upward again, taking a drink. 1"Seriously? I've seen you drink more."
<DeathStar> 6* Cheryl nods. "Yup." 6* She drops her hand above her head.
<Kit> <Chii> That doesn't really explain how you got plastered so easy. That means there's something different than before, right?
<DeathStar> 6* Cheryl shrugs. "Why bother caring?"
<Kit> 6Chii blinks at Cheryl. 1"Well, duh. If there's something wrong I can't help but worry."
<DeathStar> 6* Cheryl clicks Chii's nose.
<Kit> 6Chii frowns, then peers at her.
<DeathStar> 6* Cheryl eyes her with a "what you going to do about it?" look
<Kit> 6Chii reaches over and flicks Cheryl's nose in response. 1"..."
<DeathStar> 6* Cheryl makes a face and sneezes.
<Kit> 6Chii is stunned. She wipes her face with a look.
<DeathStar> 6* Cheryl bursts out laughing.
<Kit> 6Chii grumbles and scowls, leaning in and kissing Cheryl. That'll stop her from laughing.
<DeathStar> 6* Cheryl laughter goes ummrph as Chii puts her lips over her own. She freezes awkwardly.
<Kit> 6Chii breaks off and leans back, satisfied with the halted laughing. She dons a grumpy pout.
<DeathStar> 6* Cheryl brings the drink to her lips immediately, swallowing more of it.
<Kit> 6Chii snerks and drinks her own.
<DeathStar> 6* Cheryl lays her head back onto the pillow, looking at the ceiling, not making a sound as she drinks now.
<Kit> <Chii> So you're that mad with the kid?
<DeathStar> <Cheryl> ...
* Jennifer` has quit IRC (Ping timeout)
* Jennifer` has joined #taw
<Kit> <Chii> Is that why you get ticked with me all the time? Or am I really just that stupid?
* Jennifer` is now known as Angela
<DeathStar> <Cheryl> Lets not knock the buzz.
<Kit> 6Chii reaches over and pats Cheryl on the head, drinking. She swallows. 1"My bad."
<DeathStar> 6* Cheryl finishes the empty bottle, letting it drop to the side of the bed somewhere.
<DeathStar> 6* Cheryl slides closer to Chii, possibly up to no good.
<Kit> 6Chii peers at her, eyes narrowed.
<DeathStar> 6* Cheryl nudges her hard in the side with her elbow
<Kit> 6Chii utters a disdainful sound. 1"What?"
<DeathStar> <Cheryl> Nothing
<Kit> 6Chii nudges her in the side back. Revenge or something.
<DeathStar> 6* Cheryl nudges back harder
<Kit> <Chii> Don't make me bite you.
<DeathStar> 6* Cheryl sneers drunkenly and nudges once more.
* Angela is now known as SeraSleep
<Kit> 6Chii rolls onto her side and leans in close to Cheryl, breathing near her neck.
<DeathStar> 6* Cheryl eyes her with that typical Cheryl bravado look
<Kit> 6Chii quickly leans up and nips her on the ear, then goes back to lying back normally.
<DeathStar> <Cheryl> You call that a bite? Pussy.
<Kit> 6Chii raises an eyebrow at Cheryl. 1"What'd you call me?"
<DeathStar> <Cheryl> A pussy. 6* She eyes her.
<Kit> <Chii> ...Bah. I don't feel like having something else to be guilty and you hate me in the morning for.
<DeathStar> 6* Cheryl sneers. "Too bad for you."
<DeathStar> 6* Cheryl laughs at some joke only she knows.
<Kit> <Chii> Hrmph, your loss too, you just don't know it.
<Kit> 6Chii shifts her eyes back. 1"...What're you laughing at?'
<DeathStar> <Cheryl> Nothing. 6* She says in a sing-song tone. Well, offkey. She is drunk and Cheryl.
<Kit> <Chii> ...Tell me
<DeathStar> <Cheryl> Nope.
<Kit> <Chii> Yes!
<DeathStar> <Cheryl> Not a chance. 6* She says cockily.
<Kit> 6Chii moves to see if she's ticklish.
<DeathStar> 6* Well, maybe, but Cheryl's first reaction to it is a punch for the jaw. Thankfully she hits like a girl now.
<Kit> <Chii> ...Ow.
<DeathStar> <Cheryl> *eyes her* Hm.
<Kit> 6Chii rubs her jaw.
<DeathStar> 6* Cheryl makes a musing sound, then laughs again, putting her back to Chii
<Kit> <Chii> ..Hey.
<DeathStar> <Cheryl> Uh?
<Kit> <Chii> You're not sleeping there.
<DeathStar> <Cheryl> ... 6* She pauses, then sits up. "Okay."
<Kit> 6Chii squints. 1"I might tie you to the bed and no one would ever find you again. I'd keep you to myself."
<DeathStar> 6* Cheryl eyes Chii. "Yeah. Like you could tie me to anything."
<Kit> 6Chii scoffs, taking another drink. 1"Tied you to two punching bags."
<DeathStar> 6* Cheryl sneers. "Lucky shot."
<Kit> <Chii> Twice in a row?
<DeathStar> 6* Cheryl stands uneasily, having to balance herself. "Yeah yeah."
<Kit> 6Chii reaches out, grabbing Cheryl's waist.
<DeathStar> 6* Cheryl almost falls, glaring. "Ey!"
<Kit> 6Chii yanks her back onto the bed, wrapping a leg around Cheryl's and reaching up to grasp her hands.
<DeathStar> <Cheryl> You have GOT to be kidding ,e.
<DeathStar> 6* Cheryl eyes her
<Kit> <Chii> What's the problem now?
<DeathStar> 6* Cheryl makes a half-smile, then a neutral face, then an arrogant one. She strains to break her hands free.
<Kit> 6Chii lets go of Cheryl's wrists with one hand, tangling the other arm instead, reaching up and snatching a thick dark cloth out of her pale hair. She winds it around Cheryl's wrists, using the trick she learned from Katrina.
<DeathStar> <Cheryl> ... Son of a bi-- 6* She jerks her whole arm to try to get it away.
<Kit> 6Chii sadly only has one such 'ribbon' nowadays due to the shorter hair, shoulderlength now that it sprawls about her pillow, so she leaves her legs wrapped around Cheryl's after tying her hands to the top of the bed and just turns to hug her. 1"Night, Cheryl."
<DeathStar> 6* Cheryl tugs at her hands, then eyes Chii. She lets out a breath
<Kit> 6Chii takes a drink from her bottle, giggling. She sets it on the stand just out of Cheryl's leaning distance.
<DeathStar> 6* Cheryl runs her tongue along her own lips, closing her eyes and thinking, or at least trying to think through the muck of being drunk
<Kit> 6Chii gazes up at Cheryl mischievously, but the expression loosens. She decides not to vocalize that it's nice they're in another bit of her somewhat twisted vision of doing sisterly things.
<Kit> 6Chii instead cuddles up to sleep.
<DeathStar> <Cheryl> I'll kick your ass in the morning. 6* She promises - very, very calmly.
<Kit> <Chii> Worth it...
<Kit> 6Chii giggles again, permeating contentment and giddiness over the bond.
<DeathStar> -END-
Session Close: Fri Mar 07 02:54:33 2008

Session Start: Sat Mar 08 00:48:28 2008
Session Ident: #taw
* Logging #taw to 'logs\EsperNet\#taw.20080308.log'
<DeathStar> Stardate: 10-588.7.16
<DeathStar> Location: HQ
<DeathStar> 6* Warren sips his cofee laced with vicodin
* Dias` sits inside one of the gear trainers, bright and early
<DeathStar> 6* Stepping into his office, Warren casually checks the status of all his tracers
<Kit> 6Chii steps back into her room, casually kicking the door shut with her heel. She approaches the bed, grinning.
<DeathStar> 6* Cheryl appears asleep, tied to the bed.
<Kit> 6Chii sits on the edge of the bed and twists, leaning down a tray on the stand, holding a cup over by Cheryl and making loose circles with a set of coffee.
<DeathStar> 6* Cheryl opens her eyes, peering at Chii, smiling very sweetly. "Chii."
<Kit> <Chii> Morning, Cheryl! Hungry?
<DeathStar> <Cheryl> Starving.
<Kit> <Chii> That's good. 'Cause it'd suck if you didn't get breakfast before you killed me.
<DeathStar> <Cheryl> Kill you? 6* She just smiles, still sweet as can be. "Don't be silly. How about you free my hands so I can have some of that coffee?"
<Kit> <Chii> In a bit." 6She sets it aside, and brings over a bowl, lifting a spoon and blowing away some steam from its contents. 1"Say 'ah...'"
<DeathStar> 6* Cheryl stares, a slight twitch to her facade, but she maintains the smile. "Ahhhh." 6* She says repeats.
<Kit> 6Chii leans the spoon to Cheryl's mouth grinning while. A pinkish liquid with bits of red. 1"Strawberry soup," 6She proclaims.
<DeathStar> 6* Cheryl swallows it. "Yum."
<Kit> <Chii> Heavy cream and strawberry puree with cut up bits of strawberries in it. More of a dessert, really, but hey, who'd complain about that?" 6Smirk. Another spoon offered.
<DeathStar> 6* Cheryl opens her mouth for it.
<Kit> <Chii> Have all you like. I don't mind!
<DeathStar> <Cheryl> Thanks, Chii. 6* Sweet smile.
<Kit> 6Chii continues serving her the sweet dish for a while, then sets it aside and offers her coffee instead.
<DeathStar> 6* Cheryl gives her a pitiful look. "It would be easier if you let me drink it on my own."
<Kit> <Chii> Just a little bit..?
<DeathStar> 6* Cheryl opens her mouth
<Kit> 6Chii carefully gives her sips at a time, then leans back smiling.
<DeathStar> 6* Cheryl returns the smile. In fact, goodwill even creeps through their bond
<Kit> 6Chii smirks, shaking her head and setting the coffee on the stand. 1"Alrighty, whatever. No regrets now." 6She reaches over and tugs one of the ends, releasing a clever knot.
<DeathStar> 6* Cheryl frees her hands, rubbing her wrists a little, perhaps to get feeling back in her hands.
<Kit> 6Chii leans the other way and takes the coffee cup, sipping for her own, peering at Cheryl.
<DeathStar> 6* Leaning in close, Cheryl runs her finger along Chii's cheek. "So do you tie up all the people you find attractive?"
<Kit> 6Chii scoffs. 1"All the people? You make it sound like so many."
<DeathStar> 6* Cheryl smiles sweetly, kisses Chii on the cheek, and then stands up, walking out of the room
<DeathStar> 6* And by out of the room, into Chii's bathroom
<Kit> 6Chii tilts her head slightly, following Cheryl's retreat with curiousity. She sips the coffee and sets it aside, taking a spoon of the soup for herself and standing, stretching.
<DeathStar> 6* The shower comes on a few moments later.
<Kit> 6Chii stares toward the bathroom for a while, then shakes her head and slips out of her gi, tossing it across a simple dresser lazily and moves to the center of her quarters, sliding down into splits, one leg extended forward, one back, alternating after a moment, leaning forward to rest her head on her knee.
<DeathStar> 6* Warren glances at a readout of Dias' gear simulation results.
<DeathStar> 6* Drake sits about in the medical bay, having had his head device repaired. He slides his shirt back on, making a face from pain
<Kit> 6Lilith polishes. Boy does she polish. One wonders how her training is going, let alone her addition of Raquel.
* Dias` steps out of the training sim and rub the back of his neck
<Kit> 6Lilith peers over slowly, and lowers to the ground from her current position of cleaning. 1"...Sir Dias. How does it fare?"
<DeathStar> 6* Hopping off the bed, Drake walks out of the medical bay and moves for the mess hall
<Dias`> Sir huh?
<Kit> 6Lilith smiles softly. 1"Dias, how does your training with gear mechanisms fare?"
<Dias`> Uh, it's going good I guess. 6He eyes her.
<DeathStar> 6* Cheryl's shower continues, for the record.
<Kit> 6Lilith nods pollitely. 1"Are you finished for today?"
<Dias`> I doubt it.
<Kit> <Lilith> I... see. Then perhaps I should wait." 6She glances back toward her own monstrosity.
<Dias`> Wait for what? 6He looks at her, confused.
<Kit> <Lilith> My own session.
<DeathStar> 6* Drake sits down in the messhall with some cereal. He munches on it, propping his head up
<Dias`> You do realize there's more than one training sim, right?
<Kit> <Lilith> This is the one closest to Anubis.
<Dias`> It doesn't really matter.
<Kit> <Lilith> Clearly you do not understand principles of feng shui." 6She gazes at Dias sadly, as if viewing a lesser being.
* Dias` stares blankly at her. 1"Fung shit?"
<Kit> 6Chii continues her daily routine, eventually moving into shadowboxing.
<Kit> 6Lilith stares at Dias even more sadly. Clearly he is impaired.
<Dias`> Right, well whatever that is, I don't believe in principles.
<DeathStar> 6* The shower turns off.
<Kit> <Lilith> That is strange considering you follow a code.
<Kit> 6Chii kicks high, then shifts on her planted foot and lowes the other softly, then hops in place and comes to a rest on the edge of her bed, slowing her breathing back to calm.
<DeathStar> 6* Stepping back out into the room, Cheryl tosses a wet towel at Chii's head
<Dias`> Code? I'm not following there Lil.
<Kit> <Lilith> You have mentioned 'Hero's Rules' many times.
<Kit> <Lilith> To each their own. I prefer to follow a method of least resistance. By following simple suggestions of universal order's influence on objects, you can find a path that wastes the least amount of time with the highest yield of results by going with the natural flow of reason.
<Dias`> Yeah, well I just find that the fastest path between my fist and my target is a straight line.
<Kit> <Lilith> Yet you waste untold amounts of energy training in very unyielding manners.
<Kit> 6Lilith turns back toward her gear and seems to consider something.
<Dias`> 6Dias crosses his arms now. 1"Unyielding manners, you say??"
<Kit> <Lilith> Yes.
<Kit> 6Chii reaches up and adjusts the towel so she can see properly. 1"Mm.."
<Dias`> Well I guess I could train on being knocked out for an entire mission.
<DeathStar> 6* Cheryl moves over to the door, winks at Chii, and exits.
<Kit> 6Lilith turns toward Dias, not seeming bothered at all. 1"Perhaps you should."
<Kit> <Lilith> If you have never done so, you may find the perspective refreshing.
<Kit> 6Chii smirks, then tosses the towel over toward her gi and moves for the bathroom herself.
<Dias`> Well if I did that, I wouldn't have able to save Cheryl.
<Kit> <Lilith> If the flow of order called for it, the means will be found with or without you.
<Dias`> Right, well my fist say's otherwise and if you have a problem with that, you can bring it up with it. 6He starts walking off.
<Kit> <Lilith> Your fist is very rude, obstinant and unrefined. Perhaps you should enlighten it.
<Dias`> My fist is powerful and will pierce the heavens themselves to save my friends. While you on the other hand, are arrogant.
<Kit> <Lilith> Am I?
<Kit> 6Lilith tilts her head, staring blankly.
<Dias`> Oh, and conceited. Don't forget that one.
<Kit> <Lilith> Much like Dias, Dias' fist is but one part to a whole. A part that affects the whole and is affected by it.
<Dias`> God I can't stand psycho babble. 6He just walks off.
<Kit> 6Lilith considers after Dias has left. 1"I doubt the heavens would appreciate being pierced as so. It would be more prudent to merely pray for help instead.'
* Dias` yells out. 1"Than stay in the base and pray while I take matters in my own hands."
<Kit> 6Lilith's head tilts the other way. 1"Prayer alone does not move the earth. However, one blessed with heaven and earth's prayer will move mountains with intentions."
<Dias`> Whatever that means. 6He steps out.
<DeathStar> 6* Cheryl passes Dias - still wearing the clothes she had yesterday, and looking clean, means she must have stayed on base, despite not having a room there.
<Dias`> Cheryl. 6He nods as he passes by her.
<DeathStar> <Cheryl> Dias. 6* She says neutrally.
<Dias`> You still wanna get smashed together? 6He turns around, walking backwards
<Kit> 6Lilith blinks a few times, then peers at the gear. 1"The meaning is simple. Prayer alone is not enough, and acting is not enough. One must be mandated with heaven's faith and the intent of purity to succeed. Fate's flow will not be denied with or without the presence of any one individual with no respect for such things."
<DeathStar> <Cheryl> Already got smashed with Chii last night.
<Dias`> Nice, oh the sexual innuendos that must've been tossed around. 6He smiles lightly
<DeathStar> <Cheryl> Oh, there was no innuendos. 6* She shows her wrists. "There was drinking and being tied up, though."
<Dias`> 6Dias stops, tilting his head ever so slightly. 1"Well that changes things."
<DeathStar> <Cheryl> Oh? 6* She crosses her arms, peering at him.
<Dias`> I never knew you enjoyed being tied up. But I suppose that would explain the whip some.
<DeathStar> 6* Cheryl stares a moment. Clearly she didn't expect THAT response.
* Dias` glances down at his foot. 1"So you still mad at me?"
<DeathStar> <Cheryl> *snorts* Hell yes.
<Dias`> I did it because I couldn't stand by and let somebody else die while I did nothing. 6He rubs the back of his head, a sad face appearing
<DeathStar> <Cheryl> It was stupid. It was incredibly and completely stupid.
<Dias`> It wouldn't be me if I didn't try. 6He crosses his arms now. 1"Plus, you have something you need to stay alive for."
<DeathStar> 6* Cheryl frowns.
<Dias`> I don't know what's going on with my body, but I had a feeling and I went on it Cheryl. I just know I wouldn't have been able to live with myself if I didn't try.
<DeathStar> <Cheryl> I don't want you taking stupid risks with your life for me, Dias.
* Dias` throws his hands up. 1"I've lost enough people Cheryl, if taking a stupid risk can save someone, I'll take chance head on and win."
<DeathStar> 6* Cheryl just makes a strangled noise of frustration and turns to go
* Dias` sighs and crosses his arms again. 1"Cheryl."
<DeathStar> <Cheryl> Don't want to hear it.
<Kit> 6Confusion and frustrations sifts across the bond to Cheryl. Nearby.
<DeathStar> 6* Cheryl narrows her eyes and glances around
<Dias`> Shew, I guess I don't have to admit defeat and do what you want. 6He let's out a huge sigh of relief.
<Kit> 6The emotions are quickly gone, not a trace of the source.
<DeathStar> 6* Cheryl just walks off in a direction, ignoring Dias.
* Dias` rubs the back of his neck and turns, moving off.
<Kit> 6Chii slips back into her room, dropping out of the vents. She finishes towelling off, still a bit wet and sighs, sitting down on her bed.
* Dias` is now known as Dias-Geone
<DeathStar> <Warren> You realize how many traps I have in those vents. 6* He says, sitting in the room.
<Kit> <Chii> Yeah, and you realize I was traditionally trained-- I don't dress like a kunoichi 'cause it's comfortable.
<Kit> 6Chii peers toward Warren. 1"I'm fine as long as you don't hit the red button again. Jerk."
<DeathStar> <Warren> You almost activated the explosives.
<DeathStar> <Warren> Twice.
<Kit> 6Chii reaches over and picks up the tracer. 1"I found it a while ago, and kept it with me because I didn't have any real reason to get pissy and ditch it, but what I haven't figured out, you sly devil."
<Kit> <Chii> When the hell'd you plant it on me?
<DeathStar> <Warren> Long ago. You spend large amounts of time passed out from drinking
<Kit> <Chii> Hm. Drunk. Guess I shouldn't complain about a kunoichi's pride, then.
<DeathStar> 6* Warren says nothing.
<Kit> <Chii> So. Cheryl'd get pissy at me again if I pointed out that if I had that sort of talent I'd have done the same thing, huh? What's the deal? Most people'd be grateful.
<DeathStar> 6* Warren eyes her.
<Kit> <Chii> She's not most people. Yeah, yeah.
<Kit> 6Chii ruffles her hair with the towel.
<DeathStar> 6* Warren continues to eye her.
<Kit> <Chii> What? You don't believe I would've?
<DeathStar> 6* Warren eyes her more.
<Kit> 6Chii grins widely. 1"Surely I'd even go through the trouble for you, Warren."
<DeathStar> <Warren> ...
<Kit> 6Chii waves a hand. 1"Like strawberry soup?"
<DeathStar> <Warren> No.
<Kit> <Chii> Did you need something?
<DeathStar> <Warren> No.
<Kit> 6Chii eyes him back. 1"Kind of strange for you to visit me, let alone invade my room."
<DeathStar> <Warren> You were in my vents.
<Kit> <Chii> I'm also in my underwear.
<DeathStar> <Warren> I hadn't noticed.
<Kit> 6Chii narrows her eyes, grinning in a not-so-friendly manner. 1"You're not very mindful of a girl's privacy."
<DeathStar> <Warren> And you are?
<Kit> <Chii> Hrmph. It's different between girls.
<DeathStar> <Warren> No it's not. At least where you're concerned. 6* He stands up and moves for the door, eyeing Chii back. "Don't play with fire." 6* He steps out.
<Kit> 6Chii squints. 1"Huh. I'd be more inclined to be warned if I knew what the hell that referred to."
<Kit> 6Chii stands to find clothes.
<Kit> 6Lilith approaches the sim and enters... claiming it to herself for the next twelve hours.
<DeathStar> 6* Warren would care, but eh.
<DeathStar> -END-
Session Close: Sat Mar 08 02:38:16 2008

Session Start: Sat Mar 08 21:06:08 2008
Session Ident: #taw
* Logging #taw to 'logs\EsperNet\#taw.20080308.log'
<DeathStar> Stardate: 10-588.7.16 (same as last mini)
<DeathStar> Location: HQ
<DeathStar> 6* Drake plays video games in the rec room
<Seraphna> * Jenn takes a seat next to him, watching him play.
<DeathStar> 6* Drake crashes his car over and over
<Seraphna> Jenn> "...Not very good?"
<DeathStar> <Drake> ... Huh?
<Seraphna> Jenn> "You keep crashing."
<DeathStar> <Drake> Oh.
<Seraphna> Jenn> "What game is that anyways?"
* Exio has joined #TAW
<DeathStar> <Drake> I dunno. You steal cars and kill people for money.
* Kulix has quit IRC (Ping timeout)
<DeathStar> 6* Warren sits in his office.
<Seraphna> Jenn> "Sounds like what badguys do."
<DeathStar> <Drake> Uh huh.
<Kit> 6Lilith continues her ridiculously long session.
* Exio has quit IRC (Ping timeout)
<DeathStar> 6* Drake crashes another car.
<Seraphna> Jenn> "Any games with gears or fighting badguys?"
<DeathStar> <Drake> Yeah.
<Seraphna> Jenn> "Can I play with you?"
<DeathStar> <Drake> Oh, I'm not really in the mood to play those. But if you want to, I can stop this. I keep dying anyway.
<Seraphna> Jenn> "I don't wanna take over."
<DeathStar> <Drake> Oh. 6* He wrecks another car and sighs, rubbing the back of his head and clicks the off button
* Kulix has joined #TAW
<Seraphna> Jenn> "Oh, you're done?"
<DeathStar> <Drake> Yeah.
<Seraphna> * Jenn selects a game that looks like a lot of fun and sticks it in, turning it on.
<DeathStar> 6* Drake seemingly tunes out, as if his head device malfuctioned.
* Seraphna shows up outside the base, looking to get in.
<DeathStar> 6* The guards, of course, totally deny her
<Seraphna> "Can you check with Warren? I'm here to visit Alpha Cheryl."
<DeathStar> 6* The guards move to check
* Chad`Winters walks past Angela, waving his pass at one of the guards.
<DeathStar> 6* The guard waves Chad in
* Seraphna sighs and waits.
* Chad`Winters nods and slides his pass in his pocket and moves in. Both his gun holsters on.
<Seraphna> * Jenn does battle with evil in the form of videogames.
<DeathStar> 6* The guard who was checking looks at Angela. "The General says that Cheryl isn't here and to go home."
* Seraphna nods gently. "Alright, thank you."
* Seraphna turns and heads for her car.
* Chad`Winters is now known as Chad-GoingtobeMissedGone
<Kit> 6Chii stretches, moving down the hallway toward the training room, having donned capris and a form-fitting top.
* Seraphna sends a message to Warren asking him to let her know when CHeryls around and for an update on her status, and drives off.
<Seraphna> * Jenn frowns as she faces the first boss, Lightbringer.
<DeathStar> 6* Warren replies with a negative. Apparantly if Angela wants to know about Cheryl's whereabouts, she'll have to get that from Cheryl
* Seraphna sends a message to Cheryl asking how she is and such as she drives along.
<DeathStar> 6* No reply. Not that it is surprising. Cheryl's never really carried a datapad except on missions or when on duty
* Seraphna doesn't wait for one, assuming she'll get it whenever, but she makes the effort to try calling her.
<DeathStar> 6* No answer.
<Seraphna> * Jenn whoops in triumph and plays some more as she defeats her opponent.
<DeathStar> -END-
Session Close: Sat Mar 08 21:37:39 2008

Session Start: Sat Mar 08 23:34:05 2008
Session Ident: #taw
* Logging #taw to 'logs\EsperNet\#taw.20080308.log'
<DeathStar> Stardate: 10-588.7.16
<DeathStar> Location: HQ's Parking Lot
<DeathStar> 6* Warren sits in the passenger seat of a car, eyeing Jennifer who is in the driver's seat.
<Seraphna> * Jennifer eyes the parking lot around her, her enemy. She sits in the drivers side, seat belt on, she hits the gas and brings the car forward, turning a little to avoid hitting a target... err... obstacle.
<DeathStar> 6* Warren stares ahead.
<Seraphna> * Jennifer moves straight down, nearly hitting another, but dodging, she stops and backs up a little to straighten out, looking behind as she does.
<DeathStar> <Warren> ...
<Seraphna> * Jen gulps a bit and resumes driving, turning around and heading in the other direction, slowly doing better as she gets more confidence.
<DeathStar> 6* Warren pops a pill
* Seraphna had to push her seat all the way up and hike it down, too short to reach the pedal initially, but she does fine now, she turns it around again, juuuust missing a Chii shaped target.
<DeathStar> 6* Warren is glad he can't be in Seraphna's head
<Seraphna> * Jennifer, even
<Seraphna> * Jennifer stops after completing the full round. "A-Alright, anything I should change?"
<DeathStar> <Warren> Yes. Stop narrowly missing objects.
<Seraphna> * Jennifer smiles nervously, "R-Right."
<DeathStar> 6* Warren grunts.
<Seraphna> * Jennifer drives again, this time taking more care, driving around the turns more preempatively, going much smoother.
<Kit> 6Chii finishes up her routine, rubbing her neck. She slings a towel over her shoulder and makes her way down the hall to the game room, peering both ways to make sure it's empty, then creeps in to check for the RPG and sits down, lurking about the screen.
<DeathStar> 6* Warren pops a second pill, eyeing her progress.
* Seraphna seems a lot calmer now, she does 3 full rounds before stopping. "Alright... I think I've got this part down now."
<Seraphna> * JENNIFER
<DeathStar> <Warren> Good. Now. The streets.
<Seraphna> * Jennifer nods and accepts this challenge, driving to the gates.
<Kit> 6Chii peers oddly at the gear-based game on the screen and decides to give it a whirl.
Session Close: Sun Mar 09 00:00:00 2008

Session Start: Sun Mar 09 00:00:00 2008
Session Ident: #taw
<DeathStar> 6* The guards open the gates.
<Seraphna> * Jennifer looks about carefully before driving out onto the road.
<DeathStar> 6* The crazy Tokyo traffic zooms about. Ha ha, just kidding, not in this area. It's too close to the base
<Seraphna> * Jennifer drives down the more or less quiet roads considering the area, practicing some careful turns, a much more cautious driver then her maniac of a player.
<DeathStar> 6* Warren remains silent
<Seraphna> * Jennifer comes to a dead end, why the hell do they build these useless roads, and performs a K-Turn.
<DeathStar> <Warren> ...
<Seraphna> * Jennifer resumes driving in the other direction.
<DeathStar> 6* Warren silently rides along
<Seraphna> * Jennifer turns back towards the base after a while, driving along. "HOw am I doing?"
<DeathStar> <Warren> We haven't died yet.
<Seraphna> Jennifer> "All in all good then."
<DeathStar> 6* Warren grunts
<Seraphna> * Jennifer drives down the road quietly, concentrating on the road.
<Kit> 6Chii narrows her eyes at the game after being destroyed in a relatively easy skirmish. She snarls, goes through the tutorial, then proceeds to destroy the game's various missions in Zone of the Enders style.
<DeathStar> 6* Warren silently rides once more.
<Seraphna> * Jennifer approaches the gates.
<DeathStar> 6* The guards open the gates.
<Seraphna> * Jennifer drives on in and goes to park.
<DeathStar> 6* Warren takes the keys once she's parked.
<Seraphna> * Jennifer smiles at him and unbuckles. "Thanks Dad."
<DeathStar> 6* Warren eyes her.
<Seraphna> * Jennifer looks back at him, blinking a little.
<DeathStar> 6* Warren grunts, the closest thing to acknowledgement, and gets out of the car
<Seraphna> * Jennifer smiles and gets out as well, fixing her shirt a little and moving to join him.
<DeathStar> 6* Warren heads back for his office
<Seraphna> * Walks along, hopping a bit to fix one of her sneakers as she moves.
<DeathStar> 6* Warren enters his office and sits down, going back to work
<Seraphna> * Jennifer hops into her usual seat and breaks out another book on Gears.
<DeathStar> -END-
Session Close: Sun Mar 09 00:22:50 2008

Session Start: Mon Mar 10 00:13:13 2008
Session Ident: #taw
* Logging #taw to 'logs\EsperNet\#taw.20080310.log'
<DeathStar> Stardate: 10-588.7.16 - much later that day -
<DeathStar> Location: Cheryl's Apartment
<DeathStar> 6* Chad comes across his first adversary, since leaving the HQ. Cheryl's door.
* Dias` stares at it, formulating numerous ways to take down his opponent. He reaches out and knocks on it
* Dias` is now known as Chad`Winters
<DeathStar> 6* A long, forboding silence ensures, then the door opens a moment later. Cheryl sees her and makes a tch sound. "At least you're not Angela." 6* She notes, though clearly she's only putting Chad a few notches higher.
* Chad`Winters glances down at himself. 1"I'd hate to be her. Again."
<DeathStar> 6* Cheryl sneers and steps back into her apartment, not bothering to invite him. Ben can be seen at a table, playing with crayons. Cheryl herself has her hair done up in a ponytail and is wearing a tanktop and shorts, apparantly in the middle of a workout with light, light weights. Newly bought, juding by the fact she's never had them before
* Chad`Winters moves in, shutting the door behind him. He glances around, eyeing the light, light weights briefly. 1"So I hear you had another close one."
<DeathStar> <Cheryl> What else would bring you and Angela knocking on my door. It was a cold. Nothing more. 6* She notes with disdain, moving to a fridge and grabbing a beer. She shuts it without offering Chad any.
<Chad`Winters> Quite the cold. 6He notes as he sits down.
<DeathStar> 6* Cheryl sits down on her couch, opening the beer and taking a tentative swallow of it. "Yeah yeah. New topic."
<Chad`Winters> I find this topic more interesting. 1"He tilts his head slightly. 1"Somethings changed with you after it all."
<DeathStar> 6* Cheryl gives him a look that clearly is more predatory than anything else. "Tread carefully, Chad."
<Chad`Winters> I'm only showing concern Cheryl. 6He motions with his hand to tell her to calm down.
<DeathStar> 6* Cheryl snorts. "You just like poking your nose into things."
<Chad`Winters> Fair enough. 6He motions at the new weights. 1"Paperweights?"
<DeathStar> <Cheryl> I thought Ben might be interested in building muscles.
<Chad`Winters> Oh course. 6He motions at Ben with his hand. 1"You tape the weights to his hands than?
<DeathStar> <Cheryl> Steel wire. 6* She corrects, taking another swallow of her beer.
<Chad`Winters> It must be a real work out to keep Ben still.
<DeathStar> <Cheryl> Very. Want to take him for a week?
<DeathStar> 6* Cheryl eyes him, a look of seriousness.
* Chad`Winters stares back, a look of neutrality on his face. 1"You telling me you're unable to care for him now?"
<DeathStar> 6* Cheryl snorts.
<Chad`Winters> Unless you have a good reason as to why I should take him for a week?
<DeathStar> <Cheryl> Forget it. I'm sure Warren will be by later to pick him up. If he shows.
<Chad`Winters> Such pride.
<DeathStar> 6* Cheryl takes a big swallow of beer in response.
<Chad`Winters> So what kind of side-effects have you been seeing than?
<DeathStar> <Cheryl> I see annoying people. 6* She nods once. "A lot of them. They ask annoying questions."
<Chad`Winters> So besides a raised level of bitchyness?
<DeathStar> <Cheryl> And here I thought I was being polite. 6* She smiles, showing her teeth
<Chad`Winters> Well you know me. I think everyone's out to get me.
<DeathStar> <Cheryl> Probably because you piss everyone off.
<DeathStar> 6* Cheryl finishes the beer, setting it down on a glass table with no coaster
<Chad`Winters> You'll ruin your table like that.
<DeathStar> <Cheryl> I know.
<Chad`Winters> So when do you plan on dropping the facade and telling me that somethings different.
<DeathStar> <Cheryl> And here I thought you knew me.
<Chad`Winters> Oh, I do. But I also enjoy hearing you admit such things.
<DeathStar> <Cheryl> Well... 6* She stands up. "Yoush can just be disappointed."
<DeathStar> 6* Cheryl moves to the fridge, grabbing a second beer.
* Chad`Winters tilts his head. 1"I'm sorry, yoush?
<DeathStar> <Cheryl> Yesh?
<DeathStar> 6* Cheryl moves back over and flops down ungracefully on her couch, opening the beer and eyeing him
<Chad`Winters> How many of those have you had? 6He leands forward slightly, an interested look on his face.
<DeathStar> <Cheryl> 10 before you got here.
<Chad`Winters> So 11 beers before you and you're slurring your speech already.
<DeathStar> <Cheryl> I did that for you to have something to pssychoanalyzish.
<Chad`Winters> Uh huh. 6He rests his elbow on the arm chair and leans against it. 1"That time too, right?"
<DeathStar> <Cheryl> Yep. 6* She drinks the beer casually.
<Chad`Winters> So how's Ben been?
<DeathStar> <Cheryl> ... 6* She motions at him boredly as he draws. "Fine, I guess."
<Chad`Winters> Oh, than there's no need for me to watch him for a week than.
<DeathStar> <Cheryl> Apparantly not. 6* She finishes the second beer, putting it beside the first.
<Chad`Winters> You normally leave your empties out?
<DeathStar> <Cheryl> Yeah. I just throw them all away at once.
* Chad`Winters smirks and leans back. 1"10 beers huh?
<DeathStar> <Cheryl> ... ... I threw them away before yoush came.
<Chad`Winters> No you didn'tsh.
<DeathStar> <Cheryl> ... 6* Her lip twitches.
<Chad`Winters> I could just check your garbage to prove myself wrong.
<DeathStar> <Cheryl> I could just kick your assh.
<Chad`Winters> I doubt it right now.
<DeathStar> <Cheryl> ...
* Chad`Winters smirks even more. 1"So you ready to admit to me something's wrong with you?"
<DeathStar> <Cheryl> No
<Chad`Winters> But you are saying there's something wrong with you.
<DeathStar> <Cheryl> Nope.
<Chad`Winters> Than you wouldn't have said no. You would have said there's nothing wrong with me.
<DeathStar> <Cheryl> So I like concise answers unlike yoush.
<Chad`Winters> I so love our conversations.
<DeathStar> <Cheryl> I do have to wonder what bringsh you back here.
<Chad`Winters> It's obviously not your charm or manners.
<DeathStar> <Cheryl> Obvioushlly.
<Chad`Winters> I came to make sure you're fine Cheryl. Contrary to belief, the few people that I deem worthy of my grandeur, I do like to check up on.
<DeathStar> <Cheryl> As you can see, I'm fine.
<Chad`Winters> I prefer to look past the veil of deception Cheryl.
<DeathStar> <Cheryl> ...
<Chad`Winters> Plus, you did get to see me pass out from a major loss of blood and probably saved my life.
<DeathStar> <Cheryl> I can't help it if you're weak. 6* She shrugs
<Chad`Winters> Well being cut from the number 3 vertabrae to the lower kidney can make even an elephant weak.
<DeathStar> <Cheryl> Sure.
<DeathStar> 6* Cheryl waves her hand
<Chad`Winters> Well I still owe you for coming to my sad rescue.
<DeathStar> <Cheryl> You brought alcohol?
<Chad`Winters> I did, but you're already slurring a bit.
<DeathStar> 6* Cheryl eyes him.
<Chad`Winters> It's not smart to drink around Ben.
<DeathStar> <Cheryl> Save the lectures.
<DeathStar> 6* Cheryl stands up and moves for the fridge.
* Chad`Winters watches her
<DeathStar> 6* Cheryl grabs a third beer and moves back, plopping down
<Chad`Winters> You should bring Ben over sometime to see Aya.
<DeathStar> <Cheryl> I don't think Katrina would appreciate having more people around
<Chad`Winters> And if she didn't care? 6He studies her intently now.
<DeathStar> <Cheryl> *stares back* Then you can take him over. 6* She smiles, showing her teeth
<Chad`Winters> Or you'd rather not come over.
<DeathStar> <Cheryl> I knew you were smart.
<DeathStar> 6* Cheryl drinks the third beer.
<Chad`Winters> I'm just shocked you'd be so subtle about it and not just be blunt
<DeathStar> <Cheryl> Don't want to offend you over your possible girlfriend.
* Chad`Winters tilts his head at that. 1"Possible girlfriend?"
<DeathStar> <Cheryl> Well, you are living with her. For weeks now.
<Chad`Winters> Your point?
<DeathStar> <Cheryl> Yoush would have moved out by now if it wazsh anyone else.
<DeathStar> 6* Cheryl eyes him as she drinks.
<Chad`Winters> Katrina doesn't annoy me like other people do. 6He drums his fingers now.
<Chad`Winters> Plus you know how much I hate change.
<DeathStar> <Cheryl> Which ish why you would have gotten you and Aya your own place by now.
<DeathStar> <Cheryl> IF you didn't have a reashon to stay.
<Chad`Winters> You caught me. We've been having sex with about a week now.
<Chad`Winters> NRP: for not with
<DeathStar> <Cheryl> Hm. 6* She finishes the third beer. "She can handle your cock? Well, not surprished."
<Chad`Winters> It scares me that you know so much about my penis.
<DeathStar> <Cheryl> Well, Ze--- 6* She trails off. "Yeah. ... " 6* She stands up, clearly buzzing now and moves for the fridge.
* Chad`Winters 's face goes saddened for a moment. He glances at the table now
<DeathStar> 6* Cheryl returns, already gulping the fourth beer down before she even sits.
<Chad`Winters> I was lieing about us having sex. You should know I'd never let anyone get that close to me.
<DeathStar> <Cheryl> Pity.
<DeathStar> 6* Cheryl lays on the couch, eyeing the ceiling
<Chad`Winters> And why do you say that?
<DeathStar> <Cheryl> Because I'm sure Katrina can show you a goooood time, knowing her experiencesh.
<DeathStar> 6* Cheryl eyes the ceiling, probably saying that to be insulting and get Chad off the topic.
<Chad`Winters> Ooh, insulting a woman's sex life. Jealous, perhaps?
<DeathStar> <Cheryl> Wouldn't know how to be jealous.
<Chad`Winters> That's good.
<DeathStar> <Cheryl> After all, I would have to fuck men, women, everything to even have an idea about what Katrina's sexsh life is like
<Chad`Winters> Ouch. 6He rolls his eyes
<DeathStar> 6* Cheryl shrugs.
* Jackieness has left #taw
<DeathStar> <Cheryl> Though, since Chii findsh me attractive, and she had sex with Katrina, maybe I should see what it'sh like.
* Chad`Winters glances down at his datapad. 1"I'm not Dias, your mind games don't work on me."
<DeathStar> <Cheryl> Yeah. 6* She says, her tone distant.
<Chad`Winters> You should take it easy on him. As stupid as it was, he did save your life.
<DeathStar> <Cheryl> I know.
<Chad`Winters> I'm sure you would've done the same thing for him or anyone else you care about.
<DeathStar> <Cheryl> ...
<Chad`Winters> Ok, so probably not. You do have a son to think about.
<DeathStar> <Cheryl> ... 6* Cheryl closes her eyes, frowning.
* Chad`Winters glances at his datapad again than stands up. 1"I need to run. If you need anything Cheryl, please ask."
<DeathStar> <Cheryl> Yeah yeah.
<Chad`Winters> Just don't push Ben too hard on lifting weights. 6He waves his hand in the air as he steps to the door and opens it
<DeathStar> 6* Cheryl snorts, too drunk to really make a good comeback
* Chad`Winters steps out, shutting the door. He disappears down that lonely road again
* Chad`Winters is now known as Chad`Sleeep
<DeathStar> 6* Cheryl lays on the couch, too drunk to get up.
<Kit> 6The door slides open slowly...
<DeathStar> 6* Thank God that Cheryl hasn't detected a burgular.
<DeathStar> 6* Cheryl eyes the ceiling as it spins.
<Kit> 6Chii closes the door, peering at Cheryl.
<DeathStar> 6* Cheryl shifts, perhaps hearing the door close.
<Kit> <Chii> So, how was it?
<DeathStar> <Cheryl> How was what?
<Kit> <Chii> You had company! Tell me!
<DeathStar> <Cheryl> It wazsh great. Me and Chad had a wonderful time.
<DeathStar> 6* Cheryl waves her hand as if to go along with her statement
<Kit> <Chii> Wow. You're that annoyed?
<DeathStar> <Cheryl> I'm bashking in the wonderfulness of it
<Kit> 6Chii laughs, then moves over and checks on Ben's progress.
<DeathStar> 6* Ben has created haphazard stream of colors. He eyes Chii. "Chii-chii."
<Kit> 6Chii blinks toward Cheryl. 1"Where'd he pick that up?"
<Kit> 6Chii turns to smile at Ben, a bit perplexed by the colourstream.
<DeathStar> 6* Cheryl stares quietly, her face unreadable. She shrugs. "Eh."
<DeathStar> 6* Ben waves his hands at Chii, as if wanting her to pick him up
<Kit> 6Chii leans over and gathers her hands about Ben.
<DeathStar> 6* Ben seems pleased. He reaches up to try to touch her hair
<Kit> 6Chii lets him, although cringing at what that might entail, going to sit beside Cheryl.
<DeathStar> 6* Ben becomes fascinated by a ribbon and tugs on it
<DeathStar> 6* Cheryl eyes the two quietly.
<Kit> 6Chii eyes Ben. 1"Hey. I only have that one, so don't mess it up, 'kay?"
<DeathStar> 6* Ben either lacks understanding, or ignores it. He keeps playing with it
<Kit> <Chii> So... anything else to add, Cheryl?
<DeathStar> <Cheryl> ... Eh?
<DeathStar> 6* She blinks at Chii
<DeathStar> 6* Ben gets bored with the ribbon and plays with Chii's clothes.
<Kit> 6Chii stares.
<DeathStar> 6* Ben smiles at Chii and plays with her cheeks
<Kit> <Chii> He's so cute.
<DeathStar> 6* Cheryl eyes Ben. "Yeah."
<DeathStar> 6* Ben yawns and settles down to sleep
<Kit> 6Chii pats Ben and hmms...
<DeathStar> 6* Cheryl tries to sit up herself now
<Kit> <Chii> Are you abandoning me?
<DeathStar> <Cheryl> You got Ben to keep you company. 6* She stands up, balancing with the arm rest of the couch
<Kit> 6Chii gives her a look. 1"Exactly what I meant."
<Kit> <Chii> You won't cuddle with me?" 6Flutters eyes.
<DeathStar> 6* Cheryl winks at her. "Shame you got the kid, or I might would. And more." 6* She moves into her bedroom
<Kit> 6Chii hrmphs and leans into a corner of the couch for support.
<DeathStar> 6* Ben snuggles on her, hugging her
<DeathStar> 6* Cheryl can be heard making noises and humming from the bedroom
<Kit> 6Chii peers toward the bedroom, curious.
<DeathStar> 6* Sadly, she can't see into it. That evil Cheryl.
<Kit> 6Chii leans, but sighs. Ben has a priority.
<DeathStar> 6* And so, Ben sleeps and sleeps and sleeps.
<DeathStar> -END-
Session Close: Mon Mar 10 03:41:20 2008

Session Start: Tue Mar 11 01:21:05 2008
Session Ident: #taw
* Logging #taw to 'logs\EsperNet\#taw.20080311.log'
<DeathStar> Stardate: 10-588.7.18
<DeathStar> 6* Cheryl dodges an attack by Dias, narrowing her eyes.
<DeathStar> <Cheryl> Stop taking it so goddamn easy.
* Chad`Winters is now known as Dias`
* Dias` slides by, his hand dragging along the mat.
<Dias`> Ya sure? 6He stands up, looking at her
<DeathStar> <Cheryl> You're not even trying
<Dias`> So cruel. 6He makes a face and then dashes in at her
<DeathStar> 6* Cheryl prepares herself.
* Dias` hops to the right then to left and than forward, kicking out at her right side
<DeathStar> 6* Cheryl steps to the side, trying to avoid the kick. She elbows down into his leg, moving slower than normal, and her attack power just that of a normal woman
* Dias` lands and brings his attacking leg down. He pivots backwards and throws a forearm towards her right shoulder
<DeathStar> 6* Cheryl is hit, making a sound. She steps back, then tries to grab his arm and throw him. Of course, it fails.
* Dias` steps forward from the attempt at behind thrown, he is taken off balance tho
<DeathStar> 6* Cheryl aims a punch for his gut
* Dias` grunts as the hit connects. He grabs onto her arm and shifts his left leg up and presses his foot against her stomach and rocks backwards in an attempt to toss her backwards
<DeathStar> 6* Cheryl is tossed and lands hard on her back. "Ungh."
* Dias` rolls onto his shoulders and plants his hands, flipping himself onto his feet.
<DeathStar> 6* Cheryl gets to her own feet.
* Dias` pushes off the mat and dashes in at her
<DeathStar> 6* Cheryl turns to face him. She tries to ram into him with brute strength to stop his dash - sadly, this tactic is flawed.
* Dias` shifts his shoulders, deciding to meet her head on with his own shoulder tackle
<DeathStar> 6* Cheryl is knocked back off her feet and onto her back with a WHA<
* Dias` comes to a stop behind her. He turns around and starts walking over to her
<DeathStar> 6* Cheryl gets to her feet, shaking her head.
* Dias` stops and nods at her, he slides into a new fighting stance, his legs planted and his upper body loose, constantly shifting from side to side.
<DeathStar> 6* Cheryl throws a wild punch for his head.
* Dias` snaps both his elbows up to block it, his upperbody leaning back.
<DeathStar> 6* Cheryl narrows her eyes.
* Dias` suddenly snaps his arms down, his upper body snapping harsly backwards and his right leg rising up. 1"RISING-"
<DeathStar> 6* Cheryl slides forward, throwing a right hook for Dias' throat.
* Dias` hurks and his body winds up twisting sideways. He slams into the mat and starts coughing.
<DeathStar> 6* Cheryl pants. She rushes forward, then tries to kick him.
* Dias` 's body jerks from the kick causing him to roll.
<DeathStar> 6* Cheryl follows up with a second aimed kicked for the same spot.
* Dias` s body jerks again from the kick, not rollign this time
<DeathStar> 6* Cheryl moves to stomp on him.
* Dias` throws both his hand up as the foot comes down, his face red and clenched. He sweeps his right foot out to trip Cheryl
<DeathStar> 6* Cheryl is tripped, falling harshly on her ass.
* Dias` slowly rises, he coughs several more times than spits to the side.
<DeathStar> 6* Cheryl rolls onto her feet. She throws a kick out for his head.
* Dias` throws ups his elbow and let's it connect.
<DeathStar> 6* Cheryl shifts as her foot lowers, throwing out a punch
<DeathStar> 6* For his chest
* Dias` lowers his arms and let's it connect, his leg's sliding back to brace himself
<DeathStar> 6* Cheryl punches against his chest, retracting her arm.
* Dias` slides his right foot forward and pivots backwards on it and throws another right arm out at her
<DeathStar> 6* Cheryl steps to the side to avoid it
* Dias` twists his body around with the momentum and steps in, throwing out two quick jabs for her left side now
<DeathStar> 6* Cheryl grunts as each blow impacts, causing her to lose her balance and stumble away from Dias
* Dias` takes steps forward to keep the gap as close as possible. He switches to his left hand and throws in a hook for her left mid-section
<DeathStar> 6* Cheryl uses her elbow to block it from impacting her body
* Dias` pulls his left hand back and takes another step forward, throwing a right hook to her gut
<DeathStar> 6* Cheryl ungracefully dives to the side.
* Dias` let's out a breath and turns to face Cheryl again
<DeathStar> 6* Cheryl gets to her feet, eyeing Dias.
* Dias` holds his hands up again.
<DeathStar> <Cheryl> ... 6* She rubs her elbow
* Dias` takes in another deep breathe and dashes in low at Cherl
<Dias`> NRP :cheryl
<DeathStar> 6* Cheryl tenses, waiting for Dias.
* Dias` leaps forward and plants his hands on the mat, his body twisting in the air as his elbows bend to absorb his momentum. 1"HEAVAN'S FANG!" He shoves off the mat and throws himself at Cheryl feet first, his body spiraling towards her
<DeathStar> 6* Cheryl steps out of the way
* Dias` goes flying by her
<DeathStar> 6* Cheryl eyes him, a sneer. "That your best?"
* Dias` lands roughly, bouncing.
* Dias` rises, his hands held out, as he stumbles about. 1"Ahh crap, the room's spinning."
<DeathStar> 6* Cheryl moves in, aiming to punch him in the gut
* Dias` coughs as the punch hits him, his arms falling down on to Cheryls shoulders.
<DeathStar> 6* Cheryl slouches a bit in her stance as this happens.
* Dias` suddenly locks his hands together and pulls forward on Cheryl's neck. He swings his knee towards her gut
<DeathStar> 6* Cheryl is caught off guard, and makes a sound as hair exits her lungs. Her body quivers from the impact
* Dias` swings his knee back and than brings it back in again.
<DeathStar> 6* Cheryl tries to her hands to stop it.
* Dias` knee slams into her hands and in response he pushes his knee against her hand and pulls on her neck. He then brings in his other knee towards her side.
<DeathStar> 6* Cheryl strains, making another noise of pain. "Ungh. I give." 6* She says as her body collapses to her knees.
* Dias` let's go of her, setting his foot down as he let's go of her.
<DeathStar> 6* Cheryl holds her side and stomach, kneeling there. She's clearly pissed
* Dias` moves off to the side and grabs two towels. He begins wiping his face with one as he moves back to Cheryl. He stops beside her and holds it out to her
<DeathStar> 6* She shakes her head at him.
* Dias` glances down at her then shrugs. 1"Alright." He turns and tosses it off to the side
<DeathStar> 6* Cheryl shifts to sit now, using silence as her weapon.
<Dias`> You seemed a bit stiff.
<DeathStar> <Cheryl> Yeah. 6* She notes. "Bad day. That's all." 6* Her tone is strained, as she's clearly hurting
<Dias`> Bad day huh? 6He glances over at her now
<DeathStar> 6* Cheryl nods.
<Dias`> Why's it bad?
<DeathStar> <Cheryl> Wrong side of the bed.
<DeathStar> 6* Cheryl stands now, limping to the door.
<Dias`> Huh? 6He stares at her, a confused look on his face
<DeathStar> 6* Cheryl just walks for the mess hall, letting her back do the talking
* Dias` let's out a sigh and tosses the towel over his head and moves out
* Dias` is now known as Dias-Desperate
<DeathStar> 6* Cheryl, upon seeing that Dias isn't following, slips into the medical bay and grabs some pain relief, sneaky about it.
<DeathStar> 6* Drake plays video games, all Drake like
<DeathStar> 6* Cheryl slips out int othe medical bay, and heads for the mess hall.
<DeathStar> 6* Cheryl eats her food in silence.
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<DeathStar> -END-
Session Close: Tue Mar 11 03:37:57 2008

Session Start: Tue Mar 11 13:55:44 2008
Session Ident: #taw
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<DeathStar> Stardate: 10-588.7.18
<DeathStar> Location: HQ
<DeathStar> 6* And so, another adventure of Chii Chii
<MiniKit> 6Chii sits in the mess hall, stiring a bowl of macaroni endlessly.
<DeathStar> 6* Cheryl eats her own food, silent. Oh so silent. It appears macaroni doesn't sit well with her
<MiniKit> <Chii> ..." 6Gazes elsewhere. Stirring out of boredom, she stops. Not hungry apparently
<DeathStar> <Cheryl> I'm beginning to think Warren's behind the lunch menu.
<MiniKit> <Chii> Why's that?
<DeathStar> <Cheryl> Because it's crap.
<MiniKit> <Chii> Eh. Did you ever eat here when Freyja was hanging around?
<DeathStar> <Cheryl> No.
<MiniKit> <Chii> Didn't think so.
<DeathStar> 6* Cheryl slides her food away and lays her head down, her head still woozy from the pain pill. Who knows how Warren fuctions
<MiniKit> <Chii> ...Want me to make something?
<DeathStar> <Cheryl> You cook?
<MiniKit> <Chii> Ehh..." 6She looks off, rubbing her neck. 1"Well, better than the mutt anyway."
<MiniKit> <Chii> Where'd you think I got the strawberry soup?
<DeathStar> 6* Cheryl shifts, perhaps remembering all too well that incident. "Yeah. Point."
<MiniKit> 6Chii eyes her, then rises toward the prep section and checks all the cupboards.
<DeathStar> 6* Cheryl watches her. There's a sense of something strange through the bond, as if Cheryl were plotting. Or staring at her ass.
<MiniKit> 6Chii sighs at the contents. 1"Kind of sucks. Since she's not shopping for the place anymore people are too lazy to go offbase and get stuff worth eating. No wonder Warren's on macaroni rations."
<DeathStar> <Cheryl> I'm sure he'd let you shop for food if you asked.
<MiniKit> <Chii> Me? Shop?" 6Peers over a shoulder at Cheryl.
<DeathStar> <Cheryl> Right. What was I thinking.
<MiniKit> <Chii> ...Suppose I do have the card still, but... ..Cooking was Freyja's thing." 6Twitches.
<MiniKit> 6Chii amasses a bunch of random things on the counter.
<DeathStar> <Cheryl> I don't cook, either. 6* She notes.
<MiniKit> 6Chii spends a while boiling leftover noodles, grating remains of cheese blocks, chopping up the last quarter of an onion, throwing in fajita meat.
<MiniKit> <Chii> So wasteful, jeez.
<DeathStar> <Cheryl> ... 6* She props her head up, then winces as her elbow aches. So she uses her other arm. "Eh?"
<MiniKit> <Chii> All these half-eaten meals. Leaving the rest to rot, hrmph.
<MiniKit> 6Chii finishes combining everything in a casarole dish and sets it in to bake.
<DeathStar> <Cheryl> ... 6* She says nothing. After all, she wastes like hell.
<MiniKit> 6Chii returns to the table, eyes narrowed at Cheryl.
<DeathStar> <Cheryl> ... 6* She eyes Chii back. "What?"
<MiniKit> <Chii> So. I know you hate these kinds of talks, but what's up with you?
<DeathStar> <Cheryl> ... ... Nothing's 'up'. Sheesh. What is with everyone.
<MiniKit> <Chii> Well, if I tied you to the punching bags again, I don't think you'd be able to lift them for some reason... But the bond's still there, right? It's weird. I'd just like to know, you know? If not as a 'pilot' or whatever, at least as a ..." 6She twitches, reluctant for whatever reason. "6Friend."
<DeathStar> 6* Cheryl frowns. "You know what, if you'd like me to beat you up and prove you wrong, I'd be glad to. ... tomorrow." 6* After Dias beat her up so soundly, she isn't sure her body could take another hit.
<MiniKit> <Chii> I'm not looking to prove anything. If you don't think it's an issue, it's not an issue, but we are still a part of a little team of daredevils, you know. It'd just be useful to know what's going on. Obviously you're not a liability, if that's what you're worried about. If you were, Warren'd have set you aside a long time ago.
<DeathStar> <Cheryl> It's not an issue.
<MiniKit> <Chii> M'kay." 6She rises, going to turn the oven off. Apparently the time it took to annoy Cheryl was enough to finish cooking. She takes it out and retrieves plates.
<DeathStar> 6* Cheryl just sits there, moody.
<MiniKit> 6Chii dishes the meal and returns, sliding it over. A caserole of noodles, cheese, vegetables and the fajita-marinated chicken.
<MiniKit> 6Chii begins eating without any real verve.
<DeathStar> 6* Cheryl takes a bite, tasting it to see if it's edible.
<MiniKit> 6It's no le cordon bleu, but what can you do with a bunch of leftovers save for make them edible, or moreso.
<DeathStar> <Cheryl> Hm. Not bad.
<MiniKit> <Chii> Thanks." 6Chews.
<DeathStar> 6* Cheryl eats the food quietly.
<MiniKit> <Chii> Were you staring at my ass?
<DeathStar> <Cheryl> All the time. 6* She notes in a tone that makes it impossible to tell if she's serious
<MiniKit> <Chii> Can I stare at yours? Fair trade and all.
<DeathStar> <Cheryl> For ten credits a stare.
<MiniKit> <Chii> Steep.
<DeathStar> <Cheryl> You saying it isn't worth it?
<MiniKit> <Chii> No, just wondering how much to cuddle at night and breakfast in bed.
<DeathStar> 6* Cheryl keeps eating the food, more enthusiastic about than the macaroni.
<DeathStar> <Cheryl> I don't do breakfast in bed.
<MiniKit> <Chii> Must have been a different Cheryl.
<DeathStar> 6* Cheryl smiles. "Oh, well, if you want ME to eat it in bed, then that'll be 20 credits."
<MiniKit> <Chii> Strapped for cash?
<DeathStar> <Cheryl> Opportunist.
<MiniKit> <Chii> Fair enough.
<DeathStar> <Cheryl> 500 for cuddles. 6* She notes seriously.
<MiniKit> 6Chii whistles. 1"Think I'll stick to stealing."
<DeathStar> 6* Cheryl snorts, and smiles sweetly.
<MiniKit> 6Chii aims her spoon at Cheryl. 1"Five hundred for the caserole."
<DeathStar> 6* Cheryl pauses. She slides the food away.
<MiniKit> 6Chii laughs. 1"Have to purchase something you've pre-eaten."
<DeathStar> <Cheryl> I'll just give it back. 6* She puts her finger down her throat.
<MiniKit> <Chii> Don't you dare.
<MiniKit> 6Chii goes deadpan.
<DeathStar> 6* Cheryl pauses, looking at Chii. "You sure?" 6* She says, her finger still in her mouth
<MiniKit> <Chii> Damn sure." 6Returns to eating.
<MiniKit> <Chii> As if I'd charge for making you food. Hrmph.
<DeathStar> 6* Cheryl removes her finger, and resumes eating. "And here I thought you would be evil enough to charge me."
<MiniKit> <Chii> I'm the dark side of nature, not evil. There's a difference.
<DeathStar> <Cheryl> Really?
<MiniKit> 6Chii peers at Cheryl. 1"Huh?"
<DeathStar> 6* Cheryl finishes her food, and glances around for something to drink, apparantly distracted. She stands up and gets a coke
<MiniKit> <Chii> What was that supposed to mean?
<DeathStar> <Cheryl> What was what suppose to mean? 6* She sits back down.
<MiniKit> <Chii> Were you calling me evil? That's just not cool." 6She frowns poutily.
<DeathStar> <Cheryl> And here I thought I was flirting.
<MiniKit> 6Chii raises an eyebrow.
<DeathStar> 6* Cheryl drinks her coke
<MiniKit> <Chii> You're. No, never mind.
<MiniKit> 6Chii finishes her food conveniently and goes to clean the dish.
<DeathStar> <Cheryl> I'm what?
<MiniKit> <Chii> Nothin'
<DeathStar> <Cheryl> You sayin' I'm nothing?
<MiniKit> <Chii> Nope.
<DeathStar> 6* Cheryl tosses the coke in the trash and grabs her own dish, placing it in the sink.
<MiniKit> 6Chii eyes the second dish-- and cleans that one too.
<DeathStar> 6* Cheryl stands there, letting Chii do all the work.
<MiniKit> 6Chii finishes and sets the dishes away, covering the caserole and setting it in the fridge. She turns to stare at Cheryl.
<MiniKit> NRP: IN TOTAL BLACK
<DeathStar> 6* Cheryl stares back.
<MiniKit> 6Chii leans closer, narrowing her eyes.
<DeathStar> 6* Cheryl crosses her arms. Staring at her with a typical Cheryl expression.
<MiniKit> 6Chii leans forward and kisses her, having succeeded in getting so close.
<DeathStar> 6* Cheryl pauses as she does this, probably thinking that perhaps her expression would be enough to make any sane person think twice about doing something crafty. There's a crash from across the messhall
<MiniKit> 6Chii leans back, and stares toward the noise.
<DeathStar> 6* Drake lays on the floor, having tripped upon seeing the two.
<MiniKit> <Chii> Damn he's clumsy.
<DeathStar> 6* Drake quickly gets up, trying to clean up his tray of macroni
<DeathStar> *macaroni
<MiniKit> <Chii> There's a real dish in the fridge.
<DeathStar> 6* Drake rubs the back of his head. "I-I saw nothing." 6* He looks around, dumps his tray in the trashcan, and hurries out
<DeathStar> 6* Cheryl keeps eyeing Chii, her arms still crossed, having not moved at all.
<MiniKit> 6Chii peers back at Cheryl, blinking at the stoneface. 1"What?"
<DeathStar> <Cheryl> Nothin'. 6* She repeats in a Chii like tone.
<MiniKit> 6Chii grins and slides in, hand wrapped about Cheryl's back and goes to kiss her again
<DeathStar> <Cheryl> 250. 6* She notes before Chii's lips touch.
<MiniKit> <Chii> Wow, less than cuddling.
<DeathStar> <Cheryl> Cuddling takes more time.
<MiniKit> <Chii> What a bargain." 6She smirks millimeters away.
<DeathStar> <Cheryl> When you get some credits, let me know. 6* She gives Chii that sweet smile of hers, that is more creepy than anything, and moves for the messhall exit.
<MiniKit> <Chii> I have an expense card and you're more than expenseworthy.
<MiniKit> 6Chii moves for the exit as well, peering toward the thrown away macaroni. Such a waste.
<DeathStar> 6* Cheryl snorts at that last bit of expenseworthy.
<MiniKit> <Chii> So how're you going to fight at the moment?
<DeathStar> 6* Cheryl eyes Chii. "Like I always do."
<MiniKit> <Chii> Hm. I see.
<DeathStar> <Cheryl> What? 6* She asks in a tone that sounds defensive.
<MiniKit> <Chii> Considering I learned how to deal with close range thanks to my life and death encounters with you, I figured I might return the favor a bit, but seems you don't need it." 6Shrugs. She moves for the training rooms.
<DeathStar> <Cheryl> Yeah. I'll stick with my own style.
<DeathStar> 6* Cheryl follows, probably just because she wanted to get that line in
<MiniKit> 6Chii hums to herself as she enters, moving to the bags and takes a deep breath, getting rid of her whimsical mood.
<DeathStar> 6* Cheryl pauses, glancing around. She turns to go.
<MiniKit> 6Chii pauses, gazing back. Seeing that Cheryl's gone she shrugs and decides to do something different. She reaches back and pulls a device with two ends, pulling them apart reveals a wire. She goes to work on shortening her useage time and increasing the range.
<DeathStar> 6* Cheryl walks along the halls, and enters her office. She sits down and boredly does work
<MiniKit> 6Chii pauses again in mid practive, holding both ends of the wireset. She yanks them, severing most of the bags in numerous places, dropping sand everywhere. She coughs.
<DeathStar> 6* Warren on intercomm. "You're paying for that. And not with my card."
<MiniKit> 6Chii peers around and sighs. 1"Yeah. Sure."
<DeathStar> <Warren> You're also not using my card to pay for sexual pleasures.
<MiniKit> <Chii> What sexual pleasures?
<DeathStar> 6* Warren just grunts.
<MiniKit> <Chii> I haven't had sex since Katrina left. Jeez.
<MiniKit> <Chii> Who the hell would I sleep with around here?
<MiniKit> 6Chii stares upward annoyed.
<DeathStar> <Warren> I see. I'll just ignore the flirting and kissing, then.
<DeathStar> 6* The camera almost seems to shake from side to side
<MiniKit> 6Chii blinks. 1"...Eh? You..." 6She bursts out laughing.
<DeathStar> 6* The camera eyes her
<MiniKit> 6Chii hunches over, smacking her knee.
<DeathStar> <Camera> ...
<MiniKit> <Chii> That's hilarious.
<MiniKit> 6Chii starts walking out, laughing audibly.
<DeathStar> 6* Warren grunts. "Yes. It will be very hilarious when you get more than you bargained for."
<MiniKit> <Chii> Eh? What're you talking about?
<DeathStar> 6* The intercomm is silent now
<MiniKit> 6Chii annoyedly puts a hand to her waist and turns. 1"Tell me." 6Darkly.
<DeathStar> 6* But before Warren can...
<DeathStar> -END-
Session Close: Tue Mar 11 16:16:26 2008

Session Start: Tue Mar 11 19:16:22 2008
Session Ident: #taw
* Logging #taw to 'logs\EsperNet\#taw.20080311.log'
<DeathStar> RESUMATION
<DeathStar> 6* Dias and Jennifer run into each other in the hallway
* Dias` stumbles as he runs into her.
<Seraphna> * Jennifer lands on her tush, acking.
<Seraphna> Jenn> "Owww..."
* Dias` trips and lands forehead first onto the floor. He falls over, scowling
<Seraphna> * Jennifer sighs and picks herself up, "Dias...?"
<Dias`> Sorry. 6He slowly gets up, rubbing his forehead.
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<Seraphna> Jennifer> "You okay?"
<Dias`> It'll take more than a hard floor to put me out. 6He looks at her. 1"You?"
<Seraphna> * Jennifer grins, "So where are you off to in such a rush?"
<Dias`> I had to pee.
<Seraphna> Jennifer> "O-Oh... ummm... I should let you go do that then."
<Dias`> Eh, I can hold it. You want something?
<Seraphna> Jennifer> "Oh... nothing in particular... always up for training if I can get it though."
* Seraphna is now known as Jennifer`
<Dias`> Well, when I'm not busy with other stuff, I can always give you a hand.
* Jennifer` fixes her hair a little, having been letting it grow. "Cool! When are you free next?"
<Dias`> I really have no idea. I don't really have a list of when I do things.
<Jennifer`> "Then I'll jsut keep checking. Whatcha up to now besides your bathroom related mission?"
<Dias`> Uh...6He blinks. 1"Mission?"
* Jennifer` looks up at him and counter-blinks.
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<Dias`> Did anyone ever tell you you're kinda weird at times?
<Jennifer`> "At times."
<Dias`> Just checking. 6He looks at her
* Jennifer` looks back, crossing her arms and frowning a little.
<Dias`> Ah crap.
<Jennifer`> "What?"
<Dias`> You're doing that frowning thing.
<Jennifer`> "...So?"
* Jennifer` looks quizzical now.
<Dias`> In my line of work, that's never a good thing.
<Jennifer`> "Mmm... I try not to be weird."
<Dias`> Well you are Warren's daughter.
<Jennifer`> "Yeha he tends not to like weird too much."
<Dias`> So you're saying he doesn't like you?
<Jennifer`> "...No."
* Jennifer` raises a brow.
<DeathStar> 6* Meanwhile, Warren continues to ignore Chii
<Dias`> But you're weird and you said he doesn't like weird so...I'm just putting two and three together here.
<Jennifer`> "I'm less weird then most of the people on this base."
* Dias` get's an odd look on his face. 1"Wait...Are you saying I'm wierd?
<Jennifer`> "Did I say that?"
* Jennifer` looks back with an odd look of her own, a Warren look.
<Dias`> Creeping me out now.
<Jennifer`> "How?"
<Dias`> That look.
* Jennifer` blinks a bit and tilts her head a little. "What look?"
<Dias`> Oh you know what look. 6He points at her accusingly
<Jennifer`> "No I don't... what did I do other then give you an odd look?"
<Dias`> Uh oh...6His eyes suddenly go wide and he turns, running off towards the bathroom
* Jennifer` watches him leave, she shrugs and heads to her Dad's office.
<DeathStar> -END-
Session Close: Tue Mar 11 19:55:05 2008

Session Start: Tue Mar 11 23:26:12 2008
Session Ident: #taw
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<DeathStar> MINI RESUMATION WITH JEN AND DIAS.
* Jennifer` was heading to Warren's office.
<DeathStar> 6* Cheryl is in her own office.
<SPoC> 6Dias runs into the bathroom in a panic
* Jennifer` knocks on Warren's door.
<DeathStar> 6* No answer.
* Jennifer` narrows her eyes at the door and shrugs, heading along down the hall towards the training area.
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<SPoC> 6Dias comes out, a huge sigh of relief on his face
* Jennifer` steps into the training area and starts to do some stretches.
* SPoC sits in the rec room, drawing something.
<DeathStar> 6* Drake is playing his games.
<Kit> 6Chii peers at Jennifer, then gazes upward, narrowing her eyes. 1"You win this round, but I'll be there in a minute!"
<Kit> 6Chii dashes past Jennifer, out of the training room and hurtles for Warren's office.
<Jennifer`> "Wha..."
* Jennifer` stares as she runs past.
<SPoC> Would you please not move Drake. I am trying to draw you again.
<DeathStar> 6* Warren, having exited his office before even Jen arrived, steathily moves for the parking lot.
<DeathStar> <Drake> B-But...
<SPoC> 6Dias moves down the hallway again.
* Jennifer` starts to work on a punching bag.
<DeathStar> 6* Warren passes Dias.
<Kit> 6Chii eyes the empty hall and gazes up, then narrows her eyes and quickly stalks the hall.
<SPoC> 6Dias eyes Warren and shrugs.
<DeathStar> <Warren> If you see Chii, it is your mission to tackle her.
<DeathStar> 6* Warren continues.
<SPoC> It is impolite to question a woman's motives.
<SPoC> <Dias> Seriously?
<DeathStar> 6* Drake sighs and tries to play with little movement
<DeathStar> 6* Warren grunts and rounds a corner.
<SPoC> <Dias> Cool.
* Jennifer` moves between punches and kicks.
<Kit> 6Sure enough, Chii comes racing around the corner, a deadened look in her eyes.
<SPoC> <Dias> Chii! 6He waves at her
<DeathStar> 6* The bag rips open and more sand pours out on Jen
<SPoC> Thank you. 6She continues drawing.
<Kit> 6Chii stares at Dias, then moves, clearing going to run right by him.
<SPoC> 6Dias shifts over infront of her
* Jennifer` acks and falls over.
<Kit> <Chii> Out of my way, I'm looking for Warren.
<SPoC> <Dias> Do you have a hallpass? 6He eyes her
* Jennifer` sighs and gets up, working to clean up what she can before deciding that's enough for one day, unable to believe she busted a punching bag, before heading to the rec room.
<DeathStar> 6* Come to think of it, a lot of the training bags are fucked up.
<Kit> 6Chii rolls her eyes, then steps to the left.
<SPoC> 6Dias steps to the same way.
* Jennifer` stops at Cheryl's office on the way to the rec room, knocking.
<DeathStar> 6* Cheryl looks up at Jennifer. "Yeah?"
<Kit> 6Chii dodges immediately to the right, but then steps off the right wall and leaps diagonally into a flip toward the left. A double feint.
<Jennifer`> "Hey... thought I should let someone know the training bags all seem pretty screwed up."
<SPoC> 6Dias slips his she off and slides it backwards for her to land on
<SPoC> NRP; shoe
<DeathStar> 6* Cheryl stares. "Meh. I'll let Warren know."
<Jennifer`> "Alright." *she smiles* "I'll let you get back to work then."
<DeathStar> <Cheryl> Yay.
<DeathStar> 6* Cheryl goes back to her paperwork
<Kit> 6Chii stares at the shoe, having landed on her palm, then hops to her feet, gives him a funny look and goes to continue on.
* Jennifer` giggles a little and heads down to the rec room.
<DeathStar> 6* Warren enters his car, backing up.
<SPoC> 6Dias scratches the back of his head and shrugs, moving over and grabbing his shoe and slipping it on
* Jennifer` takes a seat next to SPoC.
<SPoC> Please do not disturb me while I am drawing Drake.
<Kit> 6Chii slides into the garage, eyeing around quickly.
<DeathStar> <Drake> So. Did you guys know that Cheryl and Chii were dating?
<DeathStar> 6* Warren drives for the gates.
<Jennifer`> "Really?"
<SPoC> I was unaware. Please keep your lip movements to their minimum
* Jennifer` looks at SPoC's drawing.
<DeathStar> <Drake> Sorry. But yeah. I saw them kissing.
<Kit> 6Chii takes the shortcuts that only people on foot can ever take when in parking garages, hopping over other cars and dashing between pillars to cut him off.
<DeathStar> 6* Warren drives out into the street.
<Kit> 6Chii steps and leaps, reaching out snapping out the wire device, lacing the end of Warren's mirror and jerking herself onto the roof.
<DeathStar> 6* Warren speeds up dramatically.
<DeathStar> 6* He then takes a route where the overhead just barely covers his roof, and will nail Chii
<SPoC> And that is uncommon?
<Jennifer`> "I still don't get it, I keep hearing about girls kissing all the time... is it normal?"
<DeathStar> <Drake> Well, if they're dating.
<DeathStar> 6* Chii will meet her demise in 5
* SPoC glances at Jennifer. 1"I do not feel like kissing you."
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<Kit> 6Chii drops behind the car
* Jennifer` looks at SPoC, "I don't feel like kissing you either."
<DeathStar> 6* Warren narrows his eyes. He speeds up faster.
<DeathStar> 6* Adn exits the overhead.
<Kit> 6Chii strains, having been resting on the tailend and hanging from the wire, and pulls herself back on top, lacing the other mirror for stability. She leans foreward and narrows her eyes at Warren, upside-down through the windshield.
<DeathStar> 6* Once she's on the top, Warren hits the breaks.
<DeathStar> <Drake> ... Uh...thta's because you two are dating
<SPoC> That is unfortunate. You have hurt my feelings now. 6She resumes drawing Drake
<Kit> 6Chii cries slightly, doing a front flip and landing on the hood, although not falling off due to the wires.
<DeathStar> 6* Sadly, the mirrors break.
<Kit> 6Chii slides along the hood, twisting quickly and snatching the top of the hood. 1"Y-You bastard, this is dangerous!"
<DeathStar> 6* Warren stares at her through the window. He pops a pill and begins to accelerate again.
<Kit> 6Chii winces slightly, gripping. 1"Just tell me already!"
<DeathStar> <Warren> You're bonded. You should know. 6* He makes a vicious right turn.
* Jennifer` looks at the game Drake is playing.
<DeathStar> 6* He's playing a game where you save the world with a group of warriors of various cultures and ideals.
* SPoC stands up now. 1"I am done Drake, I hope that my hobby has not caused you to lose in your game."
<DeathStar> <Drake> oh, don't worry about it. Can I seE?
<Kit> 6Chii shifts her weight to the left and grabs onto a vent, clenching her eyes in pain. 1"She doesn't share jack with the bond!"
<SPoC> If you would like to. 6She holds out notebook to Drake. It's a picture of him playing a game, a scared look on his face
<DeathStar> <Warren> You keep flirting with her, and you'll get more than you bargained for. 6* He repeats, speeding past Katrina's apartment. He honks his horn so Chad can watch.
<DeathStar> 6* Drake stares, then rubs the back of his head awkwardly.
<SPoC> 6Chad sticks his head out the window, a look of fascination
<SPoC> It is so that I can remember you. 6She nods
<DeathStar> <Drake> Uh. Y-You make it sound like I'm goinga way.
<Kit> <Chii> What's that supposed to mean? She's doesn't swing that way!
Session Close: Wed Mar 12 00:00:00 2008

Session Start: Wed Mar 12 00:00:00 2008
Session Ident: #taw
<DeathStar> <Warren> Because Cheryl's screwed up inside. Her first time was with a man who hated her for more than a decade because she killed the woman he loved. You keep flirting, and she might give in, either to drive a wedge between the two of you, or out of some bizzare, fucked up guilt complex.
<SPoC> Many things go away in time Drake. 6She looks at him, than rips the picture off handing it to him
<DeathStar> 6* Drake takes it. "Um, but I thought you wanted to remember."
<DeathStar> 6* Warren does a spin in the parking lot of the complex.
<SPoC> I have many picture of you already. I prefer the one of you in the shower unit.
<DeathStar> 6* Drake stares, his eyes bulging and his mouth dropping.
* SPoC smiles. 1"I am kidding. I do not enjoy that one.
<DeathStar> 6* Drake falls over on the couch
<Kit> 6Chii laces the hoodvent with her wire and backflips onto the roof, rodeoing for her life. 1"Like I'd bank on that!? You guys really are weird."
<DeathStar> <Warren> It's inevitable.
* Jennifer` giggles. "You seriously have one like that?"
<DeathStar> <Warren> I'm surprised she hasn't done it with Dias yet.
<SPoC> Perhaps.
<DeathStar> 6* Warren reverses quickly, hitting a parking space bump
<DeathStar> <Katrina> What's going on out there, Chad?
<DeathStar> 6* Drake stands up. "S-She's joking."
<SPoC> <Chad> Oh Warren's taking Chii out for a drive.
* Jennifer` giggles, "Maybe... have you done any of me SPoC?"
<DeathStar> <Katrina> ... why does that disturb me?
<SPoC> <Chad> Because it's Warren. Hey, you mind handing me a camera?
<DeathStar> 6* Aya slides up, holding it to Chad. "Here."
<DeathStar> 6* Katrina pauses, then moves for the window. Sadly, with Aya beside Chad, it makes it impossible to see.
<SPoC> No, but Marcus has asked me to draw one for him. 6She looks at her now.
<DeathStar> 6* Drake rubs the back of his head. "Man, Marcus can be creepy."
<SPoC> 6Chad grabs the camera. 1"Thanks. 6He begins taking pictures, apparently enjoying this
<DeathStar> <Aya> Is this some sort of training for Chii?
<Kit> 6Chii cries again before falling forward and slamming into the hood on her side. 1"...GODDAMNIT!"
* Jennifer` blinks a bit. "Draw one of me?"
<SPoC> <Chad> You could call it that.
<DeathStar> <Warren> If you want the conversation to end, I can stop the car.
<SPoC> No, I am kidding. I would break his arm if he asked such a thing.
* Jennifer` blushes a bit. "That's sweet of you."
<SPoC> Unless he payed me. 6She tilts her head, thinking
<DeathStar> <Aya> That looks painful. Is it...really okay?
<DeathStar> <Katrina> Okay, move it, you two. I want to see what's going on.
<SPoC> <Chad> It's a special kind of training that only Warren gives to people he shows great interest in
<DeathStar> 6* Aya looks at Chad, wondering if she should move for Kat.
<Jennifer`> "Well... wanna draw a picture of me? I'd like one."
<DeathStar> 6* Drake rubs the back of his head. "I have to say, SPoC sure has joking down."
<SPoC> 6Chad shakes his head slightly. 1"Or for those who've annoyed him to a certain point.
<DeathStar> 6* Katrina crosses her arms. "I want to see. Now."
<SPoC> May I do a nude one of you? 6She looks at Jen curiously.
<SPoC> 6Chad gives Aya that, the fun just got ruined look.
* Jennifer` blinks and opens her mouth, shutting it. She blushes.
<Kit> 6Chii grumbles loudly. You know, enough so that the driver of a squealing, speeding car can hear. 1"I won't do that, teme. That's not what she's like for me."
* SPoC just looks at Jen
<DeathStar> <Warren> IF that's the case, stop flirting. Stop kissing her.
<DeathStar> 6* Warren spins the car.
<DeathStar> 6* Aya sighs and moves to the side
<DeathStar> 6* Drake stares very quietly.
<DeathStar> 6* Katrina steps up, her eyes widening. "What in the hell is he doing?" 6* She moves to exit the apartment and get down there.
<SPoC> 6Chad holds the camera up and takes another picture as Kat moves in
<DeathStar> <Warren> Cheryl's psyche is already a fragile one. She never had a mother and father, she was used most of her life, and she uses smoke and mirrors when it comes to her feelings. And if you keep playing games, it will blow in your face.
<SPoC> <Chad> It's Warren, he does everything for a reason.
* Jennifer` looks to see if she was making a joke or not, still blushing.
<SPoC> 6It looks like she was serious
<DeathStar> 6* Aya steps up beside Chad again, watching.
<DeathStar> <Aya> You like him.
<Jennifer`> "I-Is this like... art tasteful?"
<SPoC> <Chad> Warren? Yeah, I do.
<Kit> <Chii> How I show affection's my business, damn it. There's no illusions with me! If a time comes, I'll be me, that's all!
<SPoC> All art is tasteful.
<DeathStar> 6* Warren narrows his eyes. "So, if she offers you sex, you're going to pass it up?"
<DeathStar> 6* Drake keeps staring, his eyes widening.
<Kit> <Chii> Damn fucking straight!
<DeathStar> <Warren> Then you'll piss her off even more at rejecting her. And she'll probably cut you off.
<DeathStar> 6* Warren spins the car, driving staight at Katrina. He hits the breaks inches from her.
<Jennifer`> "I-I... can I think about it? This is... it's kinda..." *she looks embarrassed*
<SPoC> 6Chad takes another picture.
<SPoC> <Chad> He's a good man who shares the same beliefs I do.
<DeathStar> <Aya> So --- you would do this, too?
<Kit> 6Chii slams onto the hood, after a full flip, crying loudly.
<SPoC> <Chad> Plus, look at how he can drive. 6He motions with his finger
<DeathStar> <Katrina> Chii! 6* She says in concern, moving to check her out
<DeathStar> 6* Warren pops a pill, sitting in the car.
<DeathStar> <Aya> I thought Mr. Starr was the expert driver.
<SPoC> <Chad> Darien's a better pilot.
* Jackieness has left #taw
<SPoC> If you must. 6She nods and sits down beside Drake.
<DeathStar> <Warren> The fact is, Chii, you can't reject her without causing more problems. And you can't be sexual without causing more trouble. So stop the senseless flirting.
<SPoC> <Chad> And if I had someone on the roof of my car, yeah I'd do what he did.
* Jennifer` seems to notice Drake now, she goes deeper crimson and hides her face.
<DeathStar> 6* Drake coughs awkwardly.
<DeathStar> <Aya> You guys are so mean.
<SPoC> Is this what the call...Love at first sight? 6She looks at the between the two
<DeathStar> <Drake> W-What?
<Jennifer`> "Wh-What?"
<DeathStar> <Drake> N-No! 6* He says quickly, eyeing the camera in a panic.
* Jennifer` peeks up, her embarrassment levels rising.
<Kit> 6Chii sits up after a while, twisting slowly, then slams her elbow into the hood, denting it. Granted this causes her a great deal of pain, more than the car would ever feel, but it makes her feet better. She eyes Warren, more animalistic than 'pissed off.'
<DeathStar> <Katrina> Chii! 6* She says, wincing. She tries to touch her and get her away from the car.
<Kit> <Chii> You don't know everything, Warren. Advice is one thing, but this is another.
<DeathStar> <Warren> You wanted to talk.
<SPoC> <Chad> Sometimes Aya. People refuse to listen to what is the best option because they think they can handle it on their own. Sometimes these people require a different way to get it through to them.
<Kit> <Chii> I wanted you to speak something besides grunts. Now I'm wondering if this pessimism is how you really like it.
<DeathStar> <Warren> You think I'm wrong, ask Katrina there. Or Chad up there.
<DeathStar> 6* Katrina checks Chii out for seriously harm.
<DeathStar> 6* Warren pauses, wincing in pain at something. He takes another pill
<SPoC> Drake, you appear to be flush in the face again?
<DeathStar> 6* Drake, after not being struck down, sighs in relief.
<DeathStar> <Drake> Uh. Yeah. Whew. Hot in here. I think I'll go shower and cool off. 6* He escapes.
* SPoC studies Drake agian. 1"Do not worry. I am sure Warren will review the feed."
<Kit> <Chii> If Cheryl should know anything about me by now, it's that I won't 'reject' her.
<DeathStar> 6* Drake falls face first.
* Jennifer` blinks and watches him go. "Why's he worred about that?"
<DeathStar> <Warren> Yes. Because Cheryl is always logical and straight headed about things.
<DeathStar> <Warren> If she offers you something as important as that, and you turn her down, it will end badly.
<DeathStar> 6* Warren motions her off his car now.
<Kit> 6Chii grips her fingers slightly, and loosens the wireletting device, unbinding her wrists and palms from the tangles, red lines about where they were. Otherwise she's bruised up where she's been impacted several times.
<Kit> <Chii> Underestimating her, Warren? That doesn't become of you.
<DeathStar> <Katrina> Oh my God...Chii, come with me. 6* She glares at Warren.
<DeathStar> <Warren> I don't. And with Dias' blood in her, the effects are even more unstable. Don't play with fire.
<SPoC> 6Chad waves down at Warren.
<DeathStar> 6* Warren nods to Chad, then backs up, and drives away.
<DeathStar> 6* Katrina tries to lead Chii up the stairs to her apartment.
<SPoC> <Chad> So what have did you learn just now Aya? 6She looks over at her.
<SPoC> NRP: -have
<DeathStar> <Aya> That Mr. Carmichael is scary.
<Kit> 6Chii yanks her hand, snagging the wire away from Warren's car and retracting it, slipping it behind her belt.
<Kit> <Chii> Don't get mad at Warren, Kat. Apparently he doesn't know any better.
<DeathStar> <Katrina> He damn well does.
<SPoC> <Chad> ...6He taps his chin. 1"Valid lesson."
<DeathStar> <Aya> And don't accept rides from him.
<SPoC> <Chad> Another good lesson. 6He smiles at her. 1"Unless the alternative is worse than his driving.
<DeathStar> <Aya> I doubt there is one.
<DeathStar> 6* Aya looks up as Katrina brings Chii inside. Katrina glares at Chad and moves Chii for the bedroom.
<SPoC> <Chad> Well it looks like I'm in the dog house now....
<SPoC> I believe he will be fine. 6She looks at Jen now
<DeathStar> <Aya> Me too, I think.
<Kit> 6Chii gazes to the two, even smiling toward Aya, but her mind is clearly elsewhere. She cradles her arms, probably attempting to keep from bleeding along the floor.
<Jennifer`> "Alright..." *she blushes a bit more and calms down*
<DeathStar> 6* Katrina shuts the door. "Take off your clothes." 6* She moves to a drawer, getting bandages and salve.
<SPoC> <Chad> Hell hath no fury like a woman scorned...
<DeathStar> <Aya> I get the couch, right? 6* She asks, peering at Chad innocently.
<Kit> <Chii> Woah now, that's a little fast for right now.
<DeathStar> <Katrina> You're hurt, Chii. 6* She says sternly.
<SPoC> 6Chad narrows his eyes at her. 1"You dare challenge me for the right to sleep on the couch?"
<DeathStar> 6* Aya puckers out her lip, glancing at him sadly.
<SPoC> <Chad> Oh well played Aya. Well played indeed.
<SPoC> But it is possible that he has lost blood flow from his brain.
<Kit> 6Chii hrmphs, moving to the bathroom where bleeding is of less mind and removes her vest-like shirt. 1"Hope that's enough."
<DeathStar> <Katrina> I'll need to see your legs, too.
<DeathStar> 6* Katrina moves over, sitting beside Chii. She begins to use the salve and bandages.
<DeathStar> 6* Aya smiles and lays down on the couch, getting comfy.
* SPoC moves over to the chair and sits down, turning the holovid on for her
<SPoC> NRP: Chad
<DeathStar> 6* Warren parks his car, eyeing the damage as he steps out.
<Kit> 6Chii gazes down slowly and grumbles, unbuttoning the skirt, kicking off her boots and slipping off her stockings.
<SPoC> 6Dias eyes the damaged Warrenmobile. 1"Fun ride?"
* Jennifer` nods a bit. "Hey SPoC...?"
<SPoC> Yes Jennifer?
<DeathStar> <Katrina> ... I'm not going to do anything inappropriate to you. 6* She says to Chii's grumbling. She looks concerned, pissed, and worried all in one as she treats Chii.
<Jennifer`> "Think we can do some weapons training later?"
<DeathStar> <Warren> Yes. Chii made some nice dents.
<DeathStar> 6* Warren tosses him the keys and walks for the base.
<SPoC> 6Dias stares at him blankly, his hand catching the keys. 1"I...Serious?"
<DeathStar> 6* Warren grunts.
<SPoC> <Dias> Cool.
<SPoC> <Dias> This mean I can drive it? 6He looks at him
<DeathStar> 6* Warren grunts.
<SPoC> <Dias> Sweet, I'm gonna get some chinese food. Want anything?
<DeathStar> 6* Warren grunts.
<SPoC> <Dias> Grruuu-wuh?
<DeathStar> 6* Cheryl eyes Warren. "Where's Chii?" 6* He eyes her back. <Warren> Katrina's.
<DeathStar> 6* The two eye each other, and Warren walks on inside.
<DeathStar> 6* Cheryl watches him go, then looks at the car.
<SPoC> 6Dias quickly hides the keys behind his back. 1"Hey Cheryl."
<DeathStar> <Cheryl> What the fuck happened?
<DeathStar> 6* Warren enters his office.
<SPoC> <Dias> For once in my life, I have no clue.
<DeathStar> 6* Katrina takes her time, being gentle with Chii, and finishes, putting the supplies up. "You can get dressed."
<SPoC> 6Chad turns it onto a learning station. He pulls out his datapad and begins working on something
<DeathStar> 6* Aya watches it
<SPoC> IF that is what you would ilke, I will arrange the time for it Jennifer.
<Kit> <Chii> Thanks, Kat.
<DeathStar> 6* Katrina nods, crunching up her hair with a hand as she moves and sits on her bed.
<Jennifer`> "I would, lemme know when you've got the time okay?"
<Kit> 6Chii slips her stockings back up, wraps her skirt around and buttons it and her vest back up.
<SPoC> 6Dias just stands there, more afraid to move.
<DeathStar> 6* Cheryl moves for her car.
<DeathStar> 6* Katrina is quiet, just staring at Chii.
<SPoC> 6Dias let's out a sigh of relief and moves over to Warren's car.
<Kit> 6Chii sits on the bathroom floor, unusually quiet. If her emotions were of any indication, she's at least calming herself back down. Even as opposing sides, she can be as zen as Freyja when focusing on it.
<SPoC> 6Chad glances at Aya then hands her the remote. 1"Watch what you want."
<DeathStar> 6* Katrina sighs. "I know Warren's at fault in all this, but please be more careful in the future, Chii. I don't like seeing you hurt."
<DeathStar> 6* Aya takes the remote, and just keeps watching what she is watching
<Kit> <Chii> Warren's not at fault. Not like he forced me to jump onto a speeding car.
<DeathStar> <Katrina> Yeah, but he was driving that speeding car.
<Kit> <Chii> Tch.
<SPoC> I will do that. 6She sets her notebook down and begins drawing on it again
<SPoC> 6Dias slides into Warrens' car and starts it up. He takes off, heading into Tokyo.
<DeathStar> 6* Katrina gets a stern expression and stands. "I'll leave you alone." 6* She moves to step out of her own bedroom.
<SPoC> 6Chad spins his project around, and begins making adjustments with his stylus
<Kit> 6Chii turns slightly and eyes Katrina. 1"Eh? It's your place, why're you running off?"
<DeathStar> <Katrina> Because I'm pissed and frustrated. And you need time to rest, and I want you to do it here.
<Kit> <Chii> ...You're pissed?
<DeathStar> <Katrina> Yes!
<SPoC> 6Chad reaches over and places a pair of glasses on. He shifts the schematic around, making more adjustments
* Jennifer` watches the holovid.
* SPoC draws.
<DeathStar> 6* Drake hides.
<Kit> <Chii> Ah... Wari. ..Sorry, I mean.
<DeathStar> <Katrina> Don't be sorry.
<Kit> <Chii> Ah...
<Kit> 6Chii eyes Katrina again, narrowing her eyes slightly. 1"..."
<DeathStar> <Katrina> ...
<Kit> <Chii> I like it when you're happy, better.
<DeathStar> <Katrina> Then don't get yourself hurt and I will be happy. Now take it easy. Please. 6* Her tone is pleading.
<Kit> <Chii> Mh, sure.
<Kit> 6Chii feigns a smile.
<DeathStar> 6* Katrina steps out, closing the bedroom door.
<DeathStar> 6* She moves over, grabbing her purse from the counter. "I'm going out for a bit to get some drinks." 6* She tells Chad.
<SPoC> And how's she doing?
<SPoC> NRP: Chad
<DeathStar> <Katrina> Better than I would be if Warren fucked with me like that.
<DeathStar> 6* Aya looks up, hearing curse words, clearly curious
<SPoC> 6Chad glances up at her. 1"Warren wouldn't have done if it he didn't think she'd survive.
<DeathStar> 6* Katrina just eyes Chad. She opens the front door and steps out.
<DeathStar> 6* Slamming the door shut after her
* SPoC sighs.  1"Yep, dog house."
* SPoC is now known as Chad`Winters
<DeathStar> 6* Aya gets up and moves to the bedroom, to peek in on Chii
<Chad`Winters> 6Dias pulls into a chinese restaurant parking lot and gets out of the Warrenmobile
<Kit> 6Chii is lying back on the bed, hands crossed behind her head, staring at the ceiling in more or less peace.
<DeathStar> 6* Aya peers in quietly, opening the door just a few inches.
<DeathStar> 6* There's a knock on the door.
<DeathStar> 6* Aya pauses, then sneaks away
<Chad`Winters> 6Dias moves into the chinese restaurant. In the open, unguarded.
* Chad`Winters glances over at the door and stands up. He moves to it.
<DeathStar> 6* The door awaits being opened.
* Chad`Winters opens the door.
<DeathStar> 6* Cheryl stands there. "Chii here?"
* Chad`Winters pinches the bridge of his nose as he pushes his glasses up.  1"Yeah, come in." He steps back.
<DeathStar> 6* Cheryl steps in, eyeing Chad, clearly watching his movements.
<DeathStar> <Aya> Hi, Cheryl
<DeathStar> 6* Cheryl nods to Aya. "Yo."
<Chad`Winters> She's in Kat's bedroom laying down.
<DeathStar> 6* Cheryl moves for the bedroom, walking in without knocking. She eyes Chii.
<DeathStar> <Aya> You going to get your camera again?
<Chad`Winters> Uh. No. 6He moves back to the chair and sits down in it
<DeathStar> <Aya> Because Cheryl will hurt you
<DeathStar> 6* Cheryl walks over, eyeing Chii. "What the hell happened?"
<Chad`Winters> Something like that. 6He slides his glasses down back over his eyes
<DeathStar> <Aya> And you're scared of Cheryl.
<Chad`Winters> No, it's not fear as much as I just don't like pain.
<Kit> 6Chii blinks and adjusts her gaze. 1"Hm? Cheryl!? What're you doing here...?"
<Jennifer`> * A voice from behind Dias speaks up, "Well hello there."
<DeathStar> <Cheryl> I felt you going through something like death through the bond. 6* She notes snidely. "And you look like someone hurt you pretty good."
<Chad`Winters> <Dias> You know, I'm really starting to think your stalking me.
<Kit> <Chii> Death? Hrmph. After being shot twenty times, stabbed through the gut numerous others, beaten, exploded... You think that was close to death? Haa.
<DeathStar> 6* Cheryl looks unamused
<Jennifer`> Angela> "Nah, I call it fate."
<DeathStar> <Cheryl> Right. My bad for being concerned, then.
<DeathStar> 6* Cheryl turns to go
<Jennifer`> Angela> *looks at the restaurant* "How about a meal? My treat."
<Chad`Winters> <Dias> Nah, I pay for my own stuff. And don't call it fate, it makes you sound creepy.
<Kit> <Chii> Warren and I just had a chat. That's all.
<DeathStar> <Cheryl> So he did this? Why? 6* She glances back
<Jennifer`> Angela> "Alright, weird ass coiincidences."
<Kit> <Chii> It's how he handles stress. I don't know. Personally I'd have preferred a slapping match in his office.
<DeathStar> <Cheryl> ...
<Kit> <Chii> He doesn't like how I'm handling something, it seems.
<DeathStar> <Cheryl> What?
<Chad`Winters> <Dias> Right....6He glances bak at her then moves upto order his food.
<Kit> 6Chii stretches, sitting up. 1"You."
<DeathStar> 6* Cheryl frowns. "What about me?"
<Kit> 6Chii raises her hands and wiggles her fingers. 1"He doesn't like me being all touchy-feely. Different reality, but maybe hanging out with Ben's made him feel responsible for you. Eh."
<Jennifer`> * Angela moves up to order her own food.
<DeathStar> <Cheryl> ...
<Kit> <Chii> Not that he doesn't have a point." 6She leans back on her elbows.
<DeathStar> <Cheryl> And that point is?
<DeathStar> 6* Cheryl studies her, eerily calm looking
* Chad`Winters shifts the schematic around some more, focusing on it.
<Chad`Winters> 6Dias pays for his carton of chinese food. He begins munching on it
<Kit> <Chii> Perhaps I've been taking you for granted. Or at least, the fact that neither of us are humans or perfect beings.
<DeathStar> 6* Aya peers over his shoulder at it. "That part is wrong." 6* She points.
<DeathStar> <Cheryl> Right. Taking me for granted. 6* She snorts.
<Chad`Winters> Which part? 6He looks over at her
<DeathStar> 6* Aya is pointing to it
<Jennifer`> * Angie pays for her own, taking a bite of chicken. "So what're you doin out and about?"
* Chad`Winters looks at it and tilts his head slightly. 1"Huh, you're right."
<Kit> 6Chii stares at her blankly. 1"Hey, I was 'raised' by someone so fucked up in the head that a doll served her purpose. The affections I have may be misplaced. Hell, Katrina could tell you that."
<Kit> <Chii> Well, not misplaced, but mistranslated.
<Chad`Winters> 6Dias holds up the carton.
<DeathStar> <Cheryl> ... 6* She shifts, crossing her arms.
<DeathStar> 6* Aya smiles.
<DeathStar> 6* She takes the stylus and does her own doddle to the design, then goes to find food.
<DeathStar> <Cheryl> Misplaced or translated how?
<Chad`Winters> 6Chad shifts it into focus, studying it now.
<Kit> <Chii> I'll be frank, since I suck at this stuff. No experience, you know.
<Jennifer`> Angie> "Well, besides the obvious."
<Kit> 6Chii gestures with her hands. 1"As I've said a thousand times. I'm not looking to make us lovers. Despite what others keep nagging me about, despite whatever way they want to take what I do."
<Chad`Winters> <Dias> That's pretty much it
<DeathStar> <Cheryl> Alright.
<Jennifer`> Angie> "Ah, well nice seeing you again."
<Kit> <Chii> I'm definitely trying to be closer." 6Crosses her arms, leaning back.
<DeathStar> 6* Cheryl shrugs her shoulders somewhat, glancing around the room.
<DeathStar> <Cheryl> Ah.
<Kit> <Chii> Warren had a point. I guess I could see how that might look if I were you. I don't understand it, though. Maybe that's my problem.
<Chad`Winters> <Dias> Always a pleasure Angela. 6He moves over and sits down at a booth
<DeathStar> <Cheryl> So you want to be friends. 6* She nods and shrugs.
<Jennifer`> * Angie watches him head off. "Hey Dias?"
<Kit> <Chii> Eh, that's a start.
<Chad`Winters> <Dias> Yeah?
<DeathStar> <Cheryl> Right. BFF, then
<Jennifer`> Angie> "Maybe we can hang out sometime without it being a chance meeting?"
<Kit> 6Chii glances down at her. 1"The hell?"
<Jennifer`> * Angie smiles.
<DeathStar> <Cheryl> Best friends forever. 6* She replies.
<Chad`Winters> <Dias> Why would you hang out with me?
<Kit> <Chii> What? No!
<DeathStar> 6* Cheryl looks confused now. "No?"
<Jennifer`> Angela> "Because you're my friend you doof."
<Kit> <Chii> What's that? Some schoolgirl thing?
<DeathStar> 6* Cheryl snorts. "The hell, Chii. You said you wanted to be closer friends."
<Kit> <Chii> I said I wanted to be closer, not closer friends.
<DeathStar> <Cheryl> Pardon me, but THAT makes no fucking sense.
* Chad`Winters glances up, then at the door, he sighs.
<DeathStar> <Aya> What?
<DeathStar> 6* Aya gets some cookies out and nibbles on them.
<Chad`Winters> Nothing. Grab me a water?
<DeathStar> 6* Aya pauses, then reaches back in
<Kit> <Chii> ... Maybe not. After all, that's where I guess we share something in common.
<DeathStar> <Cheryl> What? You not making sense?
<DeathStar> 6* Aya pulls out a water and walks over with it, holding it out to Chad.
<Kit> 6Chii shakes her head, sighing. 1"No. I told you before, didn't I...?" 6She gazes away. 1"What's Chad to you? Ben? If I didn't hate Freyja's guts, what might she be to me?"
<DeathStar> <Cheryl> ....
* Chad`Winters takes it and cracks it open, taking a drink. 1"Well it looks like I'll have to give you a share of it."
<DeathStar> <Cheryl> Look. All I can offer you is friendship, Chii. 6* She notes finally.
<Kit> <Chii> I can't really ask for anything more. No matter how selfish or greedy I become.
<DeathStar> 6* Cheryl just nods. "So we're clear on this then?"
<Kit> <Chii> Clear?
<Jennifer`> * Angie eyes the eerily quiet Dias.
<DeathStar> <Cheryl> That we're just friends.
<Kit> 6Chii leans back, staring at the ceiling. 1"That's all we've been, right? Clear as mud."
<DeathStar> 6* Cheryl stares at her.
<Chad`Winters> <Dias> I kind of been keeping myself really busy lately. 6He shoves some more food into his mouth. 1"Hell I rarely drink now."
<DeathStar> 6* Oddly enough, Cheryl seems more agitated now than when Chii flirted with her.
<Kit> <Chii> You've already given me plenty in return, so don't mind if I offer more in turn.
<Kit> <Chii> I won't expect anything.
<DeathStar> <Cheryl> I don't want more, Chii.
<Kit> <Chii> That's fine. I'm being selfish.
<DeathStar> <Cheryl> If you can't do the friend only thing, let me know now.
<DeathStar> <Aya> Really?
<Kit> 6Chii eyes her slowly. 1"Why?"
<DeathStar> <Cheryl> Because anything else is too troublesome.
<Chad`Winters> Well, it would be fair. I should be able to finish that tact suit now.
<DeathStar> <Aya> Cool.
<Kit> 6Chii stares. 1"....E-eh? ...H-haa! That's so like you."
<DeathStar> 6* Cheryl eyes her, dead serious.
<Kit> <Chii> I don't really understand what you're asking, you know. If I say I can't, you'll what, disavow my existence? That won't change my feelings any. I'll just sulk. If I say I can? That won't change my feelings either. I'm not sure what they'll grow to be in the future.
<DeathStar> <Cheryl> ...
<Jennifer`> * Angie hmmms, crossing her arms. "We should remedy that, how about we go out drinking sometime?"
<Chad`Winters> <Dias> It's possible. 6He shrugs, shoveling more food down
<DeathStar> 6* Cheryl puts her back to Chii, her arms still crossed.
<Chad`Winters> I figured a modest 1% should be fair. 6He glances over at her
<Kit> <Chii> I can just say that I'm happy with the way things are, regardless of my interests. My hand is offered, but I don't expect anything more than Cheryl to be Cheryl. She's most fun that way. That's why it pisses me off when people assume things about her. That things are hopeless. When they hurt her. There's only a handful of people I can say that about...
<Jennifer`> Angie> "I'll look you up then. Later D."
<Chad`Winters> <Dias> Later D? 6He scrunches his face and eyes her
<Kit> <Chii> And right now they're around me. That makes me happy. ...Well, between getting my ass kicked and banged up.
<Jennifer`> Angie> "...What?"
<DeathStar> <Cheryl> Look, I said I'd be your friend. And I've tried to be your friend. I may be a shitty friend, but I tried. And I could deal with the flirting thing when I thought it was because you found me attractive, because, well, I can dismiss that since I'm straight. But I'm not going to replace Freyja, if that's where you're going by closer.
<DeathStar> 6* Aya considers. "I think 10."
<Kit> <Chii> Eh? Replace Freyja? Hrmph.
<DeathStar> 6* Cheryl eyes Chii.
<Chad`Winters> 10%? Oh you're crazy. 3%
<DeathStar> <Aya> I made your design a lot better. 7%.
<Chad`Winters> All you did was point at what was wrong and draw some lines. 4%
<Kit> <Chii> I'd be patronizing to say that we share that in common, too. Freyja... I exist because of her, but no more. If you were to 'replace' her, then all I would do is hate you.
<Kit> <Chii> Perhaps there's something in me that won't ever let her go, but on the surface, there's nothing but all the time she's used me. I can't stand her.
<DeathStar> <Cheryl> Then why bring up Chad if that's not where you're going with the closer aspect.
<DeathStar> <Aya> My lines are better than yours. 6%.
<Jennifer`> * Angie eyes Dias back.
<Chad`Winters> <Dias> That's just weird.
<Chad`Winters> Insulting me now? 3%
<DeathStar> 6* Aya looks for the eraser option
<Kit> <Chii> I didn't know what else to compare. I don't have family... I don't really understand what it is. I also don't know if you'll hate me for using that kind of affectionate term.
<Chad`Winters> You wouldn't dare. 6He eyes her
<DeathStar> <Cheryl> I don't want family.
<DeathStar> 6* Cheryl says flatly.
<Kit> 6Chii leans onto her side, peering over. 1"Why is that, Cheryl?"
<Jennifer`> Angie> "How? Your name's Dias, D is a likely nickname."
<DeathStar> <Cheryl> Because I have no desire for it. The concept is something that pisses me off.
<Chad`Winters> <Dias> Lame.
<Kit> <Chii> That didn't answer me..
<DeathStar> <Cheryl> I think it did.
<Kit> <Chii> Why does it make you angry?
<DeathStar> 6* Aya begins to erase a tiny portion
<Chad`Winters> 5%. 6He eyes now.
<DeathStar> <Cheryl> Why the hell do I need to explain why it makes me angry? It does, Chii.
<DeathStar> 6* Aya stops. "Kay." 6* She beams.
<Jennifer`> * Angie baps his forehead with two fingers. "Fine, from now on I will refer to you as Dias and only Dias."
<Chad`Winters> 6Chad leans over and hits the unerase feature
<Chad`Winters> 6Dias furls his brow at Angela. 1"Dont' do that."
<Kit> <Chii> Well, like I said, I won't expect anything from you. Just don't get angry with me for having my own feelings.
<Jennifer`> Angela> "Fine, fine."
<DeathStar> <Cheryl> ... Look. I can't do this. 6* She just turns and exits the bedroom.
<Jennifer`> * Angela narrows her eyes and turns away.
* Chad`Winters glances as Cheryl steps out. 1"Cheryl." He just nods to her.
<DeathStar> 6* Cheryl ignores him and walks out of the apartment.
<Kit> <Chii> Cheryl, I--" 6She stops when she hears Chad.
<DeathStar> 6* Aya stares.
<Kit> 6Chii gets up, moves over and shuts the bedroom door.
* Chad`Winters glances back at Cheryl in the doorway and just shakes his head.
<Chad`Winters> <Dias> Much better. 6He resumes eating, a happy look on his face now
<Jennifer`> * Angie walks away.
<DeathStar> 6* Katrina returns with a bag. She moves into the bedroom.
<DeathStar> 6* Aya watches Katrina go. "I suddenly feel as everyone I know has become angry and bitter."
<Chad`Winters> It'll pass.
<DeathStar> 6* Katrina moves over and sits on the bed, offering a beer. "Here."
<DeathStar> <Katrina> I stocked up for you.
<Kit> 6Chii lifts her face out of the pillow, gazing at Katrina in an unintentionally bitter manner.
<DeathStar> 6* Katrina blinks.
* Jennifer` is now known as Sera|WeakAndSleepy
<DeathStar> <Katrina> Chii? What's wrong?
<Kit> <Chii> ...Cheryl.
* Chad`Winters glances over at Aya. 1"You feel it?"
<Kit> 6Chii sinks into the pillow.
<DeathStar> <Katrina> Something happen?
<DeathStar> <Aya> Feel what?
<Kit> 6Chii mumbles incoherently at the pillow.
<DeathStar> 6* Katrina slides up and rubs her back, gently, since she got bruised up. "There there."
<Chad`Winters> Their feelings. 6He points
<DeathStar> <Aya> Huh? 6* She looks confused.
<Chad`Winters> Nothing. 6He shakes his head.
<Kit> 6Chii winces and turns, sitting up. She was clearly crying, but has a dangerously focused look, emanating some rather dark feelings dormant since her original role. 1"I'm going to shoot Warren."
<DeathStar> <Katrina> Chii. That won't solve anything.
<Kit> <Chii> It'll make me feel better.
<DeathStar> 6* Katrina looks at her sternly.
<Kit> <Chii> It's true." 6She eyes Katrina.
<DeathStar> 6* Aya gives him an odd look
<DeathStar> <Katrina> It may be true, but it's not the right thing to do.
<Kit> <Chii> If that bastard hadn't made such a big deal out of it, I wouldn't have freaked out and alerted Cheryl.
<Kit> <Chii> This bullshit needed time to begin with, and this was way too early.
<Chad`Winters> Help me run through the schematics one last time than. 6He motions her over.
<DeathStar> 6* Katrina takes a deep breath. "At least you laid it out for her, Chii. That was the right thing."
<DeathStar> 6* Aya moves over, glancing it over.
<Kit> <Chii> And she did exactly what I expected. She freaked out and lashed against it because that's the easiest way to avoid pain.
<Kit> <Chii> It's what I would have done." 6Scoffs.
<DeathStar> <Katrina> And deep down, you want more than friendship.
<Kit> <Chii> That's not the problem.
* Chad`Winters explains things to her as he goes through each area with her.
* Chad`Winters is now known as Chad-Sleep
<DeathStar> 6* Katrina studies her.
<Kit> <Chii> As I told her. I already know how I feel.
<DeathStar> <Katrina> Yes. You want more than friendship. And you can't dismiss those feelings. Cheryl, on the other hand, ...
<Kit> 6Chii scoffs again. 1"She already lacks family, except for a handful of people that could almost be considered a joke in how they appeal to one another-- On top of losing probably what she could have considered a sister not very long ago at all."
<DeathStar> <Katrina> It is complicated.
<Kit> <Chii> I'm well aware, Katrina.
<DeathStar> 6* Katrina nods.
<DeathStar> 6* Katrina wraps an arm around Chii, rubbing her arm.
<Kit> <Chii> No real bonds, created to serve a purpose of revenge. An abberant being without acceptance save for other abberations. ...If I can change, then I can't help but feel kinship and the desire to do so for someone like me. Isn't that natural enough? Worth of my existence?
<DeathStar> <Katrina> Chii. Just being who you are is worthy of your existence. I'm glad to have met you and to be your friend. But you can't change Cheryl when she doesn't want to change. You can't...form a bond she doesn't want formed.
<Kit> 6Chii peers intently at Katrina. 1"Do you... Do you know what it sounds like?"
<DeathStar> <Katrina> What?
<Kit> 6Chii reaches up and clutches her head. 1"Silence, bitter silence. But all that means to me, is crying. A soul crying. Alone."
<DeathStar> <Katrina> ... What do you mean?
<Kit> <Chii> I can't stand it. Listening to a soul scream. Endlessly. There's no sound, but I can't help feeling it. Maybe she doesn't want it-- Nothing, nothing at all. But that's just too sad." 6She wells up in tears again.
<DeathStar> 6* Katrina rubs Chii. Not much she can say when it comes to matters of hearing a soul scream. It's not like she can confirm or disprove that
<Kit> 6Chii leans against Katrina, more or less just attempting to keep from sobbing outright. 1"She can ...love whomever she wants, or no one. I just... want to be able to tell her... Don't worry. Everything will be fine."
<DeathStar> 6* Katrina holds Chii. "I know. I understand."
<Kit> 6Chii swiped the beer. Or did. When?
<Kit> 6She chugs it.
<DeathStar> 6* Katrina pets her hair as she drinks it. She has a whole bag of beer for Chii.
<Kit> 6Chii eyes it. 1"A bag. Classy."
<DeathStar> <Katrina> I didn't know how much you'd want.
<Kit> 6Chii sits up quickly, grinning. 1"Clearly you don't know who I take after!"
<DeathStar> <Katrina> I have an idea.
<Kit> <Chii> Cheryl taught m--" 6She pauses, staring off into space.
<DeathStar> 6* Katrina runs her hand through Chii's hair. "It'll be okay, Chii. If you have a little faith."
<Kit> 6Chii shakes her head,
<Kit> <Chii> Huh? What the heck are you talking about? Ahahaha, you're weird, Kat.
<Kit> 6She swipes the bag, popping open four, taking turns.
<DeathStar> 6* Katrina sighs. All these people blacking out.
<Kit> 6Chii continues to well tears.
<DeathStar> 6* Katrina takes a single beer for herself. Apparantly she's going to snuggle with Chii today and tonight.
<Kit> 6After downing most of the beer. Chii eyes her. 1"Chad and Aya are staying here. I should go."
<DeathStar> <Katrina> It'll be okay for today.
<DeathStar> <Katrina> The floor isn't too good for Chad.
<DeathStar> 6* Katrina drinks her beer.
<Kit> 6Chii clings to Katrina.
<DeathStar> 6* Katrina gives Chii another beer, and keeps her arm around the girl.
<DeathStar> -END-
Session Close: Wed Mar 12 02:51:21 2008