Session Start: Thu Mar 27 00:53:47 2008
Session Ident: #taw
* Logging #taw to 'logs\EsperNet\#taw.20080327.log'
<DeathStar> Stardate: 10-588.7.28
<DeathStar> Location: HQ
<DeathStar> 6* Paladin observes the training room facilities.
<Kit> 6Chii unleashes relentless quick combos. She takes pauses between them, since she has to adjust her footing and change posture for the next variation, but each of her combo sets is practiced to a tee to be reflexively quick. She'd continue to thank Cheryl for that.
<DeathStar> 6* Paladin observes her techniques.
* Kit ends a final repetition with a backflip kick and lands on her the front of her feet, switching back and forth quickly before turning flat palming the bag after it returns from hitting the ceiling. She ends its momentum all at once, without a shiver.
<DeathStar> 6* Paladin is awed by this Kit girl
<Kit> NRP: URUSAI!
<DeathStar> 6* Paladin stands there silently, not giving away his presence yet
<Kit> 6Chii pauses, heaving for a while, then turns her whole body around, crouching as she slams the palms of either hand against the back, according to sound, close to five or six times before it budges backward slightly. Then she promptly falls back a step and collapses to sitting, wincing. 1"...Tch.."
* Xanatos has quit IRC (Quit: I miss you already, DS.)
<DeathStar> <Paladin> Hm. Where did you learn all that?
<Kit> 6Chii jerks slightly, which is rare for her, but quickly narrows her eyes boredly in a practiced manner. 1"...Didn't you read about us?"
<DeathStar> <Paladin> I did. I just thought I'd start a conversation. If you would rather not... 6* He motions to the door. "I'll go."
<Kit> <Chii> Eh. What's your story?
<DeathStar> <Paladin> No story.
<Kit> <Chii> People don't become generals without a story.
<DeathStar> <Paladin> I'm afraid it happens when enough people die suddenly and violently.
<Kit> <Chii> Tch. There's plenty of vets.
<DeathStar> 6* Paladin shifts his shoulders. "I didn't realize."
<Kit> 6Chii struggles to get to her feet, winces and falls back, failing. She peers over at him. 1"You have to accept the position, anyway."
<DeathStar> <Paladin> And what's 'your story'?
<Kit> 6Chii rubs her neck, twitching slightly. 1"...What was written this time? Last time it was pretty insulting."
<DeathStar> <Paladin> I want to hear your version.
<Kit> <Chii> Okay, so I'm the soul-less incarnate of one of the last japanese-born spirits that went insane?
<DeathStar> <Paladin> And you're here because?
<Kit> <Chii> 'Cause I suck at paraphrasing and I grew other reasons.
<DeathStar> <Paladin> Oh.
<Kit> <Chii> Did I mention that one of them left on a shuttle?
<DeathStar> <Paladin> You haven't mentioned anything worthwhile.
<Kit> 6Chii gestures with her hands, then finally strains to her feet. 1"Probably 'cause the other one who's still here doesn't have much of an opinion of me right now and it's driving me crazy."
<DeathStar> <Paladin> Other one?
<Kit> <Chii> Doesn't change the fact that thinking you're here to snoop around her business makes me want to collapse your face in. But then I stop and think about it, something useful I learned from these people. I think that'd be a bad idea and probably just screw her over.
<DeathStar> <Paladin> You mean General Cheryl.
<Kit> <Chii> Duh. No one else here I really care about.
<DeathStar> <Paladin> I see. So you don't care about the rest of your team.
<Kit> 6Chii peers upwards and rubs her neck. 1"I guess I feel like shit for frying Theron, but eh."
<Kit> <Chii> Jennifer got carted off. Everyone else keeps to themselves.
<Kit> 6Chii twitches. 1"Hell, Ariel stabbed me. But she's cool. I guess."
<DeathStar> 6* Paladin nods, listening.
<Kit> <Chii> Marcus might be if he was consistent for more than a day or two before doing something half-assed or strange.
<Kit> 6Chii seems to consider. 1"If Dias would quit showing up just to piss people I'm talking to off, that'd be cool, too."
<Kit> <Chii> He's not bad if he has something to punch on.
<DeathStar> 6* Paladin nods, taking it all in
<Kit> <Chii> ...
<Kit> 6Chii stares at Michael. Then shrugs. 1"I learned from observing, then practicing it over and over. Against illusions. Memories.
* Chad`Winters is now known as Dias-Sleeep
<DeathStar> <Paladin> Interesting. 6* He nods his head, considering. "Though, if you don't care for anyone on the team except for the General, what binds you to it?"
<Kit> 6Chii scowls, glancing away, clearly needing to think about it.
<Kit> <Chii> They're the only people that gave a damn. Some of 'em suck at showing it more than I do, but... Although it took one to show the others it was possible, they gave me a chance to change.
<Kit> 6Chii squints. 1"I'm not as bad as I was."
<DeathStar> 6* Paladin gives her the military no-nonsense face.
<Kit> <Chii> I may not have a soul, but I used to lack life, too. There's life here. I want to keep that.
<DeathStar> <Paladin> Alright.
<Kit> 6Chii grins widely. 1"So if you'll just direct me to social services so I can punch the social worker in and get Jennifer back..."
<DeathStar> <Paladin> Your sense of humor is quite funny.
<Kit> 6Chii scowls suddenly, jerking back. 1"Wh-Who said I was joking?"
<DeathStar> 6* Paladin stares at her, then just walks out, pretending he didn't hear that.
<Kit> 6Chii sighs, then facepalms.
<Kit> 6Chii calls out. 1"I was totally kidding! But I want her back, damn it! Help SPoC out.."
<DeathStar> 6* Caduceus pokes his head, eating a sandwich.
<Kit> 6Chii recoils.
<DeathStar> 6* Caduceus takes a bite, chews, then swallows. "Corrupting minors like you were corrupted?"
<Kit> <Chii> ...Huh?
<DeathStar> 6* Caduceus nods, and pokes his head out
<Kit> <Chii> ...The hell?
<DeathStar> 6* The mysterious, eccentric doctor says nothing else, and is probably gone
<DeathStar> 6* A training bag sways
<DeathStar> -END-
Session Close: Thu Mar 27 01:43:24 2008

Session Start: Thu Mar 27 19:57:26 2008
Session Ident: #taw
* Logging #taw to 'logs\EsperNet\#taw.20080327.log'
<DeathStar> Stardate: 10-588.8.1
* Jackieness is now known as Myria
<DeathStar> Location: Government Building For Child Custody
<DeathStar> 6* SPoC sits before a group of people who have been interrogating her to see if she is fit to take over custody and guardianship for Jennifer Carmichael.
<DeathStar> 6* One woman speaks up. "What makes you think you're qualified to raise a child, Natalie Vrandes?"
<SPoC> Because I belive in discipline and order. I believe there are rules for a reason and that they should be followed.
<DeathStar> <Woman> Doesn't explain why you are qualified to raise a child, Miss. Vrandes.
<SPoC> I see. 6She nods. 1"I would provide a child with a home and a safe place to live. I would also provide a child with an environment in which she could flourish and learn in.
<DeathStar> <Woman> You live on the base. Your job is to go on dangerous missions. I don't see how you could provide either.
* Chii twiddles her thumbs, off to the side of SPoC. She's either wearing one of the secretarial uniforms, or swiped Cheryl's old one in order to look respectable.
<SPoC> Do you find a base an unsafe place?
<DeathStar> <Woman> Your base was attacked just the other week.
<Chii> We also defended it. There are few people willing to risk their lives for another.
<DeathStar> <Woman> That's not in question. The safety of the child is.
<SPoC> It is also just as likely for a city to be attacked. The only difference is, on a base, there would be a higher chance for her to survive.
* Chii eyes SPoC.
<Chii> Natalie here would put more on the line for the safety of Jennifer than anyone else on this planet that you could find.
<DeathStar> 6* The man next to the woman speaks. "You've had more people on your base injured and/or killed than people in the city, Miss. Vrandes."
<Chii> Wait, wasn't there thousands killed last week?
<SPoC> Yes. That is unfortunate. But yet Jennifer has remained unharmed the entire time she has been with us.
<DeathStar> <Man> Because they went after the gift in the mountains. An event, I might add, your base and military was involved in. And which your military lost thousands.
<Chii> So it's condemning that we were involved, even though apparently normal citizens were just as so?
<DeathStar> <Man> It's about the safety of the environment of the child.
<Chii> Exactly. So she would be with some citizen, equally-enticed, and lacking the skills and resources to protect her.
* Chii frowns. 1"Comforting."
<DeathStar> <Man> Your logic is faulty.
<Chii> No comment on yours.
<DeathStar> 6* The man marks something in his notebook.
<SPoC> Jennifer Carmichael had already started her life in the military by going to a military school.
<DeathStar> <Woman> Our records show she went to a normal high school.
<Chii> My logic may not be up to par with your standards, but I'm not here to ask for custody, I'm just here to support Nat's. She's far more capable than I am, and I'm willing enough to point that out rather than make excuses to her lack of qualifications. Do previous ties and bonds have no weight?
* SPoC frowns slightly. 1"I see. I personally believe that Jennifer is old enough to make a decision for herself on where she belongs.
<DeathStar> <Man> We disagree. The fact is the base is not a safe place for a child. The fact that you have a girl by the name of ... Raquel there is already vastly disturbing to us.
<Chii> What's the kid have to do with anything?
<DeathStar> <Man> The fact is your base is on the front line in a war. And you want to a raise a kid there? It's child neglegence.
<SPoC> There are special circumstances behind this. 6She crosses her arms behind her back. 1"So you are saying that any parent that has their child raised on base is a bad parent?"
<DeathStar> <Man> Listen to my previous statement.
<Chii> I don't see your point. This whole planet is at war. An intergalactic one. The distance on the surface is insignificant compared to the scale of the war to begin with.
<SPoC> I understand. 6She nods. 1"Than if I were to purchase a home off-base?"
<Chii> Frankly I'm more paranoid with her being off base. Regardless of how you relocate her or hide her away under paperwork, she was already with us and entwined. She also carries one of the enemies' hated names. A legacy is a legacy, no matter how it's decorated.
<DeathStar> 6* The man motions at Chii. "Your college here disagrees with that."
<Chii> Does she? Or is she attempting to meet your requirements?
* Chii glances away, clearly getting irritable at this point.
<SPoC> My colleague does not speak on my behalf.
<DeathStar> <Man> I see. Lets say you do raise the child off base, then. You've never raised a child before, Miss. Vrandes. You've had no experience. How will you do it? What is your support system?"
* Chii stares. 1"People have their first child everyday."
<SPoC> My associates are my support system. Alongside the fact that Jennifer is no longer a child but a teenager. One who listens and understands.
<DeathStar> <Woman> Your associates being people your fellow...colleagues. 6* They all eye Chii.
<SPoC> If I find that she is harming Jennifer's growth and development I will take the adequate steps to remove her from Jennifer's life.
* Chii twitches slightly, then rises and exits the room.
<DeathStar> <Man> Do you have the proper finances to raise a child and find off base housing?
<SPoC> I have the inheritence left over from my father's passing.
<DeathStar> 6* They mark some things down in their notebook
<SPoC> Along with the income I make currently.
<DeathStar> <Woman> Thank you for meeting with us. We will get back with you, Miss. Vrandes.
<SPoC> And thank you for taking the time in this matter. 6She bows to them.
<DeathStar> 6* They return the bow.
* SPoC gathers her stuff together and slides it in a bag. She turns and moves out
<DeathStar> -SCENE SHIFT-
<DeathStar> Location: HQ
<DeathStar> 6* After returning from their meeting at the government building, the duo returns to the base, where Cheryl is busy getting an ops ready to track down one of the Scars. A meeting will be held in about 15-20 mins, according to the fliers.
<DeathStar> 6* Drake sits in one of the hospital beds, awake and conscious, eating jello
* Myria in her lab, working on making her own Omega Coke!
<Ariel> 6* Raquel sits in the medbay, cheery in her almost dreary way, since Drake has finally recovered.
<DeathStar> 6* Paladin sits in the conference room, having been there early. He goes over datapad files.
<SPoC> 6Dias sits in the messhall. Munching on some food.
<DeathStar> 6* Cheryl remains in her office, not really seeing anyone.
* SPoC moves into the base, her hands behind her back, her briefcase in her hands
<Marcus-> *Theron sits in the messhall, he's banadaged up and all that. His movements are slow as well. But at least he can move around now. He is currently eating soup.
<SPoC> <Dias> So you're finally out and about, ni?
<DeathStar> 6* Drake eats some jellow, swallowing. "This is the only good thing about almost dying. The jello."
<Marcus-> <Theron> It would appear so. *he says after a sip of soup*
<Ariel> Raquel> "...most people complain about the jello."
<Chii> 6Lilith stares over Raquel at Drake. 1"...That is... it?"
* Marcus- steps into the conference room, he glances at the time. Then looks to Paladin. "Looks like i'm not the onle one that's early."
<SPoC> <Dias> I hope you learned a valuable lesson.
<DeathStar> <Drake> The jello is the best part.
<Marcus-> <Theron> When going in for a melee strike, Miss Chii will most definitely blow you up.
<Chii> 6Chii moves in after Marcus, stares at him, then sits down and slams her forehead against the table, collapsing into a chair with a sigh.
<DeathStar> 6* Paladin looks at him and nods once, glancing back at the datapad.
<Ariel> 6* Raquel shakes her head, "...you're weird."
<DeathStar> <Drake> You're weirder.
* Marcus- eyes Chii, and then moves over to sit down.
<SPoC> 6Dias points at Theron. 1"Good."
* SPoC moves into her room and sets her briefcase on her table. She begins changing clothes.
<Marcus-> *Theron goes back to eating his soup.
<Ariel> 6* Raquel pouts.
<DeathStar> 6* Drake offers some jello
<Chii> <Lilith> You are both definitely strange.
<SPoC> 6Dias finishes his food and grabs his tray, disposing of it properly. 1"So how much longer before you'll join us again?"
<Ariel> 6* Raquel happily takes a bite of jello
<DeathStar> <Drake> Well? 6* He waits on her reaction
<Marcus-> <Theron> I am unsure. I assume it will be up to the doctor.
<DeathStar> 6* Cheryl exits her office finally with her datapad, moving down a hallway for the conference room
<SPoC> <Dias> Pfft. Cadeceus doesn't care about his patients beyond if they'll live or die.
<Ariel> 6* Raquel considers, "Hm... not bad. But I like icecream better."
* SPoC steps out of her room finaly and makes her way to the conference room.
<Marcus-> <Theron> This I already know. I simpy need his ok to get back into the fight.
<SPoC> <Dias> Ten bucks he says do whatever you want.
<DeathStar> <Drake> That's just weird talk
<Marcus-> <Theron> Then I will take the next week or so to sit in my room and rest. As that is what I would like to do.
<SPoC> 6Dias grabs a bottle of water and glances up at the time. 1"Crap, big hands past the little hand already. Uh, rest well than." 6He dashes out to the conference room
<Ariel> 6* Raquel sticks her tongue out
<DeathStar> 6* Cheryl enters the conference room and takes her seat.
<DeathStar> 6* Drake smiles back, and finishes his jellow, leaning back.
<Marcus-> *Theron tilts his head and then stands, albeit slowly. He disposes of his tray and then amples off towards the conference room.
* Ariel heads to the conference room quietly, having gotten the memo
* SPoC steps into the conference room with her notebook and she sits down.
* Myria dashes out of her lab toward the conference room.
<SPoC> 6Dias comes sliding in after SPoC. He let's out a sigh of relief and moves over, taking a seat
* Marcus- drums his fingers on the conference room table.
<DeathStar> 6* Cheryl says nothing, glancing at the floor quietly.
<DeathStar> 6* Paladin clicks his datapad off, setting on the table, and looks up, clearly going to watch how this is handled.
<Marcus-> *Theron finally steps into the conference room, moving to the back.
<Chii> 6Chii remains appearing passed out where she sits.
<Chii> 6Lilith peers at Raquel. 1"...Are we attending the meeting?"
<Ariel> Raquel> *nods* "...we should get going."
<Ariel> 6* Raquel hugs Drake, and heads quickly for the door.
* Myria enters the conference room and goes to take a seat.
<Chii> 6Lilith sulks slightly.
<DeathStar> 6* Drake waves. "Have fun."
<DeathStar> <Cheryl> Lets begin. 6* She says, tapping a button and bringing up a picture of another city in Europe where a crowd of people can be seen gathering; they seem to be expressing anti-government feelings. A man can be seen standing at the forefront, leading them.
<DeathStar> <Cheryl> This man has been leading post-Gift riots. Saying that the government robbed the people, blah blah blah. They need to raise up and take control, yadda yadda. We think it may be one of the Scars.
* Marcus- stops drumming his fingers and sits up.
<Chii> Don't we have that scanner or whatever...
<DeathStar> 6* Paladin leans back in his seat.
<DeathStar> <Cheryl> Yeah. We'll use it. 6* She notes. "Anyway. We tag him and bag him. Get some answers out of him. See if we can find Legion. You know the drill."
<SPoC> It is just as likely that a shapeshifter is manipulating this man
<Chii> Man... another soul-less hunt..
<DeathStar> 6* Cheryl stands up. "Everyone gear up and lets go." 6* She notes.
* Marcus- nods and stands.
* SPoC nods and stands up. She grabs her notebook and moves out
<DeathStar> 6* Cheryl moves out herself.
* Marcus- whistles when he steps out, moving for the armory.
* Chii gets up with no verve and moves out, sighing.
<Myria> Ummm? *raises her hand*
<SPoC> 6Dias finally rises himself and moves out
<Marcus-> *Theron tilts his head to look at Myria.
<DeathStar> 6* Paladin stands up. He glances at Myria, but since the team leader is gone, he just moves out himself.
* SPoC steps into the armory and opens her locker. She takes off her clothes and grabs her tact suit, putting it on
<Myria> ...what should I pack...?
<DeathStar> 6* Cheryl enters as well, removing her uniform clothing.
<Ariel> 6* Raquel goes to grab her usual gear.
<DeathStar> 6* She reaches out, pulling on her tactical suit.
<Marcus-> <Theron> What you normally do on a trip of this nature. *He stands with a slight wince and moves towards the exit*
<SPoC> 6Dias steps in himself and moves to his locker. Just grabbing his gloves, sliding them on
* Chii changes into the suit as well, but leaves behind the shotgun and her guns.
<Myria> You shouldn't go out like that, Theron! *hops up and follows him*
<DeathStar> 6* Cheryl puts on her comm set in her ear, and walks out, heading for the hanger.
<Chii> 6Lilith puts a hand to Raquel's shoulder. 1"...Lady Raquel."
* Marcus- has stepped in and is getting ready.
* SPoC seals her suit up and moves over to the armory. She turns to talk to Cheryl than taps her comm. 1"Cheryl. What gear do you require me to use?
<Marcus-> *Theron glances at Myria when she catches up. "No, I will not be going on this specific mission."
<DeathStar> <Cheryl> Use whatever you want. 6* She says.
<DeathStar> 6* Paladin steps into the hanger, moving over to the Jet, since it's no longer a Warren Jet.
<SPoC> <C> Understoond. 6She moves over and grabs a pistol and several clips. She than grabs her combat knife and slips it in her boot. She turns and moves off towards the jet
<Myria> Well..I need to go...ummm...wait for me, ok?
<DeathStar> 6* Cheryl enters the hanger after Paladin, moving up the Jet's ramp. She takes a seat in the co-pilot seat.
* Chii moves up and takes a seat in the jet, crossing her legs and arms, still agitated.
<Ariel> Raquel> "...hmm?"
<SPoC> 6Dias steps out himself, wearing a t-shirt and blue jeans. He makes his way to the jet
<Marcus-> <Theron> I will be here upon your return. Be safe. *he nods*
* Ariel steps onto the jet, ready for the mission.
* Marcus- whistles all the while as he moves out after Dias.
<DeathStar> 6* Paladin sits, checking his guns.
<Chii> <Lilith> I do not wish to hinder you. I will remain here.
<DeathStar> 6* Cheryl makes a point not to look back at either Chii, or Ariel, having managed to avoid both since they came to her apartment.
<Ariel> Raquel> "...what?"
* SPoC steps into the hanger and makes her way to the jet and up the ramp. She takes a seat.
<Chii> <Lilith> I am still not self-recovered and remaining in proximity will fetter off your own abilities.
* Myria dashes off to the jet, tapping ehr finger to her sleeve, which morphs her outfit into her battlesuit.
<Ariel> 6* Raquel frowns.
<SPoC> 6Dias moves up the ramp himself. 1"Pilot?" 6He looks at Cheryl as he makes his way to the front
<DeathStar> <Cheryl> Yeah.
<SPoC> <Dias> Air-Dias it is. 6He sits down and preps the jet
<Chii> 6Lilith pats Raquel's head. Since half her skin is still two-toned, it's probably no lie.
* Marcus- steps up the ramp. He moves over and sits down beside Cheryl.
<DeathStar> 6* Cheryl, being in the co-pilot seat, wonders how the hell THAT is possible.
* Myria climbs into the jet and straps herself in.
* Marcus- obviously just sits down behind them then. Oooops.
<SPoC> 6Dias lifts the jet off the ground. 1"We all aboard?"
<DeathStar> <Cheryl> Lets go.
<SPoC> 6Dias glances back then at Cheryl and nods. He begins closing the ramp and moving forward
<Ariel> 6* Raquel goes to put her things away... she's not going on her own.
<Chii> 6Lilith stares at Raquel.
<SPoC> 6Dias pushes the throttle forward and takes off out of the base
<DeathStar> 6* Cheryl glances forward, adjusting her ponytail so it won't get in her way.
<DeathStar> 6* Paladin glances toward each of the team members, observing them.
* SPoC sits quietly. Her eyes focused ahead.
* Chii broods darkly, eyes shut in her rather obstinant pose.
* Marcus- seems to be listening to some song in his head, tapping his hand on his knee along with the resounding beats.
<DeathStar> 6* The Jet zooms over the ocean, then over land, heading toward Europe.
<SPoC> <Dias> Ya know, I don't think I've ever been to Europe.
<DeathStar> <Cheryl> Yes you have.
<SPoC> <Dias> I have?
<DeathStar> <Cheryl> ...
<Chii> The museum, dumbass.
<Chii> Convention. Whatever.
<SPoC> <Dias> Conve...Oh that thing. That was England wasn't it?
<DeathStar> 6* The Jet arrives over the main city. All seems quiet. Peaceful. No riots here. No people plotting to overthrow the government. Oh, except for maybe that missile heading for the Jet.
* Ariel bites her tongue, not commenting on the stupidity.
<DeathStar> <Cheryl> Missile.
<Chii> /me opens an eye.
<SPoC> 6Dias suddenly jerks the jet upwards as the alarms go off
<Chii> ...Missile..!/
<Myria> Eeeeeee!
<DeathStar> 6* People gather onto the streets, shaking their fists at the Jet.
<SPoC> <Dias> Strange way to welcome us.
<DeathStar> 6* The missile circles around, coming back for the Jet.
<Chii> What the fuck?
<SPoC> <Dias> Jesus christ it's following us. Eveyone strap in. 6He hits the booster.
<DeathStar> 6* Cheryl targets it with the weapons .
<DeathStar> 6* The Jet booster forwards!
* Marcus- seems to still be tapping his hand. "Well, I don't think you can outrun a missile."
<SPoC> <Dias> Wanna bet?
<DeathStar> <Cheryl> Don't try. Lets blow itu p.
* Myria taps on her new cuit computer, trying to jam the missile guidance.
<Marcus-> You heard the boss, Dias.
* Ariel holds on. This is bound to be bumpy.
<SPoC> <Dias> Fine fine. 6He levels the jet off to give Cheryl a clear shot
<DeathStar> 6* Cheryl fires the Jet's weapons into it, giving it a direct hit. An explosion is seen
<DeathStar> 6* The missile zooms out, all black now, and glowing.
<SPoC> <Dias> Anything else seem odd about that missile to you Cheryl?
<DeathStar> 6* Paladin leans forward. "Is that Dark technology?"
<DeathStar> <Cheryl> Just dodge it.
<DeathStar> 5
<DeathStar> 4
<SPoC> <Dias> Like I was dodging a tip.
<DeathStar> 3
<DeathStar> 2
<DeathStar> 1
<SPoC> 6Dias jerks to the side
<DeathStar> 6* The missile narrowly avoids.
<DeathStar> 6* It turns around on a sudden flip
<DeathStar> 3
<DeathStar> 2
<DeathStar> 1
<DeathStar> -0-
<SPoC> 6dias pulls up
<Marcus-> I wonder if those experimental plasma rifles would have been able to shoot it down.
* SPoC is now known as Dias`
<DeathStar> 6* It impacts
<DeathStar> 6* Cheryl checks the shields. "The shields held."
<Chii> ...I have my wire, but... it's a fucking missile.
<Dias`> Damn't I should've dodged that.
<DeathStar> <Cheryl> Apparantly you can't dodge at the last possible second.
<DeathStar> 6* The Jet Alarms go off as a second missile is detected
<Dias`> And here I thought movie's were actual portrayls.
<Chii> Um...
<Dias`> Cheryl can you figure out where they're coming from?
<DeathStar> <Cheryl> Yeah, the city, dumbass.
<Dias`> Yeah but where.
* Chii leans forward and grips Cheryl's chair. 1"Can you pull up an actual view of the missile or is the radar all we got?"
<DeathStar> <Cheryl> Gee. Let me lean my fucking head out and check every building
<DeathStar> 5
<DeathStar> 4
<DeathStar> 3
* Dias` dives down
<DeathStar> 6* The missile dodges, turning instantly
<DeathStar> 3
<DeathStar> 2
<DeathStar> 1
* Dias` pulls up and to the side
<DeathStar> 6* The missiles misses again, turning once more instantly
<DeathStar> 2
<DeathStar> 1
* Dias` pulls up again
<DeathStar> 6* Cheryl pulls the trigger, knocking it back, giving Dias more space.
<DeathStar> <Cheryl> What the fuck.
<DeathStar> <Cheryl> We need to land.
<Marcus-> Sooo. I'm pretty sure they've got more of thise missiles.
<Chii> We'll lose the shuttle.
<Dias`> You want me to make a landing?
<DeathStar> <Cheryl> Just land!
<DeathStar> 6* Paladin frowns.
<Dias`> Alright. 6He barrel rolls and brings them down towards a highway.
<DeathStar> <Paladin> You're going to get civilians caught up in the explosion
<DeathStar> 6* The missile chases.
<Myria> I guess...that confirms a Scar...
<Dias`> Point. 6He pulls up again and brings the jet towards a big open park.
<Chii> Doesn't confirm anything.
<DeathStar> 6* The missile pulls up, chasing them.
<DeathStar> 6* Cheryl hits the ramp open button
<Myria> Ummm...jump?
* Chii peers back and slides back, grabbing another seat to keep from going all the way.
<Dias`> Almost there.
<DeathStar> 5
<DeathStar> 4
<DeathStar> 3
<DeathStar> 2
<DeathStar> 1
* Dias` barrel rolls
* Marcus- glances over his shoulder at the missile chasing them.
<DeathStar> 6* The missile shoots past and turns at them
* Ariel is glad she has a seatbelt on
<DeathStar> 3
<DeathStar> 2
* Dias` jerks up
<DeathStar> 6* It misses
<DeathStar> 2
<DeathStar> 1
* Dias` swerves
* Chii grips for life. Fucking barrel rolls.
<DeathStar> 6* The missile misses again.
<DeathStar> 6* Cheryl fires at it, trying to knock it. It bounces toward a building
<DeathStar> <Cheryl> Idea.
<Dias`> Explain
<DeathStar> <Cheryl> Make it hit something else.
<Ariel> "...preferably that doesn't kill civilians."
<DeathStar> 6* The missile recovers and chases them.
<Dias`> A tree sounds good. 6He brings them towards the open park now.
<DeathStar> <Cheryl> Right now, they're all against us. 6* She notes, apparantly not caring what it hits.
<Chii> Use the tree.
<DeathStar> 6* The missile chases again
<DeathStar> 5
<Dias`> This is going to be rough guys. 6He brings them into the park.
<DeathStar> 4
<DeathStar> 3
* Chii laces wire around the chair and tethers herself so she can use her hands.
* Dias` swerves
<DeathStar> 6* The missile misses, turning toward them
* Marcus- grabs onto his seat.
<DeathStar> 3
* Dias` pulls up
<DeathStar> 2
<DeathStar> 6* It misses again
<DeathStar> 2
* Dias` swings aroudn a tree
<DeathStar> 1
<DeathStar> 6* Cheryl fires ati t, and the missile bounces, blowing up the tree, and a large portion of the park around it
<Chii> ...Hardcore explosives inside a bouncing shell?
* Dias` quickly cuts the engine speed down and lowers the jet into the park during the explosion
<DeathStar> 6* Paladin shakes his head.
* Chii retracts her wire and departs the shuttle, glancing around quickly with narrowed eyes.
<Chii> Now what?
* Dias` cuts all the power off the shuttle.
<DeathStar> 6* Cheryl exits the shuttle finally, glancing around.
* Dias` is now known as SPoC
<DeathStar> 6* Paladin checks his weapons and steps off.
<SPoC> We find the shapeshifter.
* Myria steps off of the shuttle...
<Chii> How do you propose that? It's not like he's up on a podium giving a speech. Didn't you see them hide?
* Marcus- pulls out his shotgun, and checks the setting, placing it on stun for the time being, he walks down the ramp.
<SPoC> We will figure that out. 6She steps off, Dias down a moment later
<DeathStar> <Loud Voice> THERE THEY ARE!
* Ariel steps out, "This will be interesting..."
* Chii peers toward the sound. 1"...Mm, a nice feeling."
<SPoC> <Dias> Well that didn't take them that long to get here.
<DeathStar> 6* Cheryl turns to observe a large mob that has gathered with their various weapons. Leading them is the man from the photo, pointing. "The agents of the government come to quiet our voices!"
<Chii> No, just you. You're loud and obnoxious and very unstylish.
<Myria> ...what do we do now...?
<SPoC> <Dias> Mobs? Great.
<DeathStar> 6* Cheryl holds up the scanner toward the man.
<SPoC> <Dias> Why can't evil people ever just do things one on one.
* Marcus- arches a brow and then glances at Cheryl.
<DeathStar> 6* Paladin holds his weapon ready, glancing at Cheryl.
<DeathStar> <Cheryl> It says he's the shapeshifter.
<Ariel> "...I've always prefered the days it went like that."
<SPoC> We will not be able to get him out without a fight
<DeathStar> 6* Cheryl just moves in on the man, apparantly done with the nonsense.
* Chii reaches back into her satchels and turns, hurtling two stun bombs into the air as far as she can, preparing a seal with her hands. 1"Futon." 6She uses the wind gusts to knock them further than she can physically throw, blowing them toward the crowd.
<Myria> Note to self..invent ray that can force a Scar into its true form.
<DeathStar> <Man> They are attacking! DEFEND YOURSELVES!
* Ariel sighs. This just got worse.
<SPoC> 6Dias sighs and begins moving towards the man.
<DeathStar> 6* Paladin shakes his head.
<DeathStar> 6* The crowd is hit by stun bombs, crying out as they go off.
<Myria> Well...so much for diplomacy!
<SPoC> It appears that I will have to remove Chii from Jennifer life afterall.
<Chii> Whatever. Blame me for everything. I'm used to it.
<DeathStar> 6* The man gets his weapon ready as Cheryl moves in with her whip activated. She swings at him with a move to take off his head, expecting him to dodge as any good Scar would do. However, something odd happens. Her whip connects perfectly, smashing into the man's head perfectly, sending a wave of blood out as the man goes down
<DeathStar> 6* Cheryl stares.
<Chii> If you're idiotic enough to think that a figurehead can just be taken away without others getting involved, delude yourself.
<SPoC> 6Dias just slides to a stop, his eyes going wide.
* Marcus- widens his eyes.
* Myria slaps her hand to her forehead.
* Chii twitches. 1"What I can't prepare for is the scanner not working properly."
<SPoC> This does not bode well.
<DeathStar> 6* Paladin comes to a stop, eyeing the mob, well, what's left of it, as they begin to panic as they see the blood. "Killers!" 6* They begin to freak out
<Chii> Stun the rest. Quickly.
* Marcus- lowers his shotgun, he shakes his head.
<DeathStar> 6* Cheryl takes a step back, then another.
<DeathStar> <Paladin> We should pull back. Now.
<DeathStar> 6* Paladin puts a hand to his ear.
<SPoC> 6Dias quickly moves upto Cheryl and begins moving back beside her
* Chii puts a hand to her forehead. 1"...Either way this is going to get out of hand. If you contain it, then you can properly deal with the aftermath."
* Ariel forms her blade defensively, realizing that she really needs to start carrying less lethal weapons.
<Marcus-> Shut up Chii. Get on the shuttle. *he backs up towards it*
* Myria moves to the shuttle.
<DeathStar> 6* The mob begins to move back, dragging their stunned back. They hurl things at the team; one hits Dias in the face.
* Chii throws up her hands and turns for the shuttle.
<DeathStar> 6* Paladin begins to move back for the shuttle.
<SPoC> 6Dias head snaps back and he stumbles, growling as blood drips down his face now
<Chii> Yeah, retreat. Run away and let them tell everyone we came to kill their leader and leave.
<DeathStar> <Paladin> It's already on the news.
<Myria> I would say that this is what is known as a set up.
<Chii> Then it was staged.
<SPoC> This is what they wanted than. This is unfortunate
<DeathStar> 6* Paladin gets into the Jet.
<Marcus-> It's kinda what we were doing in the first place. *he walks up the shuttle ramp*
* Chii sits inside the shuttle, waiting.
* Myria boards the shuttle.
<DeathStar> 6* Cheryl stares at the body, not really moving
* Ariel grabs Cheryl, and brings her to the shuttle.
<SPoC> 6Dias shakes his head and put his hand on Cheryl's shoulder. 1"Come on."
<DeathStar> 6* Paladin gets in the pilot's seat, powering up the Jet before more attacks come in
* SPoC stands on the shuttle, watching the ramp
<DeathStar> 6* Cheryl is grabbed, moving along step by step
* Chii moves to the co-pilot's, if not for anything to prepare to shoot down more missiles.
<DeathStar> 6* Paladin gets the Jet lifted up as soon as Ariel gets Cheryl and Dias on, and begins a hasty retreat away from the city.
<SPoC> 6Dias swears as he opens the medical kit and presses some gauze against the gash
<DeathStar> 6* Cheryl stands there, then punches the shuttle wall.
<Chii> Would have happened either way, Cheryl.
<DeathStar> 6* Paladin shakes his head. "You should have gone for stun shots."
<Marcus-> He knew it was going to happen. Brilliant.
<SPoC> You are correct. It was a mistake to put trust in a relatively untested scanner.
<DeathStar> <Cheryl> ....
<Ariel> "...the real question is. Is the scanner unreliable, or was it tampered with?"
<DeathStar> -SCENE SHIFT-
<DeathStar> Location: High School
<DeathStar> 6* Aya sits beside Jennifer Carmichael, looking at the Holovid playing of Cheryl practically taking a man's head off. On the screen, recorded from a vantage point on a roof, it would seem, the rest of the team can be seen, including Chii and SPoC.
<Jennifer`> "...Holy cow..."
<DeathStar> 6* The other students murmur to themselves as the reporter talks about how the military surpressed a group of people speaking out against the government.
<DeathStar> 6* Aya's eyes widen.
* Jennifer` looks at Aya, "That had to be an accident right?"
<Chii> <Megumi> That does not seem like their usual role.
<DeathStar> 6* The bell rings for class to get out. The students get up and get out, talking about the incident on the news.
* Jennifer` gets up and sighs a little, looking none too eager to go on with her day, she grabs her books.
<DeathStar> 6* Aya rises, shaking her head. "I'll talk to Dad about this."
<Chii> <Megumi> ...Let me know if you learn anything.. Either of you.
<DeathStar> 6* The representative from the government stands outside the door, waiting for Jennifer, to take her back to where she belongs now.
<DeathStar> 6* Aya nods. She eyes the man, giving Jennifer a sad smile, and moves out of the classroom
<Chii> 6Megumi gathers her belongings and moves to follow Aya at least as far as halfway before heading home.
* Jennifer` gulps, stopping as she looks up at them, she looks at Aya sadly and nods.
<DeathStar> 6* The representative leads Jennifer out to a black car, opening the back door for her.
* Jennifer` gets in quietly, holding her books still.
<DeathStar> 6* The doors shut, and the doors lock.
<Jennifer`> "Is that really nesessary?"
<DeathStar> 6* The window lowers between the front seats and the back, and Scar looks at her. "Definitely." 6* He smiles.
* Jennifer` stares wide eyed. "Y-You!"
<DeathStar> 6* Scar beams. "We're going to have a lot of fun. And might I add, you really turn me on in that skirt." 6* He revs the engine.
* Jennifer` pulls her skirt down, red faced, and vainly tries to get the door open. "N-No way!"
<DeathStar> 6* Scar just laughs. He turns on the music. Pretty Fly for a White Guy.
<DeathStar> 6* He begins to drive off.
<DeathStar> -SCENE SHIFT-
<DeathStar> Location: HQ
<DeathStar> 6* Paladin stands around in the conference room, watching the holovid news of their murder of the leader of the riots.
<DeathStar> 6* Cheryl sits in her office, having gone straight there upon their return
<Myria> Ummmm...? *poking her head into the conference room*
<Chii> Nice angle. Maybe we should have bounced the missile into the building.
* Chii keeps looking elsewhere at intervals.
* SPoC sits in her room, over looking a painting
<DeathStar> 6* Paladin taps his comms. "Can you get me satalite coverage of that area? Good. Get to me when you do." 6* He clicks off with a tap to his ear, then glances at Myria and Chii.
* Marcus- stands in the training room, he's not working out or anything, he just stands there.
* Myria steps in...
<Myria> About that scanner...?
<DeathStar> <Paladin> I have our technicians looking at it.
<SPoC> 6Dias sits in the messhall, leaning back in his chair. He stares up at the ceiling
<DeathStar> <Paladin> It apparantly says everyone is a Shapeshifter.
<SPoC> 6A resounding knock can be heard on Cheryl's door
<DeathStar> 6* A resounding lack of answer greets the knock.
* Chii peers at the two, then moves out of the room, heading for the office.
<Myria> Well...if it actually works...I'd like to work on an improved version.
<DeathStar> <Paladin> I'll pass that onto my superiors.
<DeathStar> 6* Paladin takes Cheryl's seat at the conference table.
* Ariel frowns... he had suspicions since the PAX incident, but she never said anything.
<SPoC> 6A familiar voice. 1"Cheryl, let me in."
<Myria> Well..are you going to be the CO now?
<DeathStar> <Paladin> It would seem so.
<DeathStar> <Cheryl> Go away, Winters. 6* Her voice comes through the door
* Chii eyes Chad within the hall and pauses, staring quietly, actually retreating a step after rounding the corner.
<DeathStar> 6* Drake sits in the hospital bed, watching the news.
<SPoC> I would've done the same thing if I was the one in your shoes.
<SPoC> NRP: Chad
<DeathStar> <Cheryl> I said go away.
<Myria> Well...that Dark One-enhanced missile didn't materialize from nothing.
<DeathStar> <Paladin> I agree. I think whoever recorded us is the Shapeshifter. I plan to use the satelites to see who that was.
<Marcus-> *Theron sits in his room, reading.
<SPoC> You plan on wallowing forever? You screwed up. Get over it.
<SPoC> NRP: Chad...*sighs*
<DeathStar> 6* Cheryl says nothing
* Chii approaches Chad slightly, but keeps her distance, crossing her arms.
<Myria> Where did our orders come form? Who said the leader of the opposition was the shapeshifter?
<SPoC> <Chad> The biggest difference between others and you Cheryl, is that you have the capacity to learn from your mistakes.
<DeathStar> <Paladin> We thought it might be. It was up to the General to determine if it was.
* Marcus- clenches his fist and tenses like he is going to punch, but then relaxes and steps out of the training room.
<DeathStar> 6* Cheryl opens the door, not wearing her uniform. She just eyes him. "I don't want your lectures, Winters." 6* She states, moving to step past him and down the hallway for the exit
<SPoC> 6Chad grabs her arm gently. 1"Cheryl."
<DeathStar> 6* Cheryl grabs his hand, twisting to cause maximum pain. "Don't touch me. I don't want your help. Get it?"
* Marcus- steps into the messhall. "Dude, you're worthless." He says to Dias.
<SPoC> 6Chad face twitches slightly as it tenses up from the pain. 1"You may wnat want it, but you need it."
<Myria> Well...darn then.
<SPoC> <Dias> Huh? 6He looks over at Marcus now
<DeathStar> <Paladin> Darn indeed. 6* He gets the satelite images, and begins to zoom in slowly.
<Marcus-> Sitting around on your ass, staring at the ceiling. Totally worthless.
<SPoC> <Dias> What do you want me to do?
<DeathStar> <Cheryl> Look. 6* She lets him go. "I've never wanted anyone to save me, especially you. Go maintain your own house."
<Myria> Well...anything involving Dark One technology is of interest to me.
<DeathStar> 6* Cheryl keeps walking.
<DeathStar> <Paladin> Due to your people's relationship with them.
<Marcus-> I dunno. *he sighs and sits down* I wish I knew, sitting around doing nothing it eating me up inside.
<Myria> Mmmm-hmmm!
<SPoC> 6Chad rubs his wrist painfully. 1"No one asks to be saved Cheryl."
* Chii glances at Chad sideways, then follows after her prey. Er. Cheryl.
<DeathStar> <Cheryl> And if you follow me, you'll regret it. 6* She says without looking back at Chii.
<Chii> Regret it? Isn't that my own decision?
<DeathStar> <Cheryl> I'll break the bond. 6* She states simply.
<SPoC> 6Chad clenches his fist and turns, moving to the conference room.
* Chii inclines her head slightly. 1"So if I give you space I keep a link. What do you do, huh?"
<DeathStar> 6* Cheryl just keeps walking, not inclined to tell her
<SPoC> <Dias> If I knew what to do Marcus, I would. But my spirit guide won't even tell me.
<Chii> I'll give you a headstart, but if you don't come back, there's no point to the bond. Right?
<Marcus-> Your spirit guide, eh? It got a name?
<DeathStar> 6* Paladin gets a satelite image of the building. "There's our video tape person. A female." 6* He begins to run her face through the database, hoping to get lucky.
<DeathStar> 6* Cheryl steps out the front doors.
<Myria> If its a shapeshifter, the face may not matter.
<DeathStar> <Paladin> Thinking like that won't get you leads.
<SPoC> <Dias> Well it's normally John, but he only shows up in life or death situations.
<DeathStar> 6* Paladin leans back as he gets a positive hit. He taps the intercomm. "I'm calling a meeting in the conference room now. All people, please report."
* Chii watches Cheryl go, for the moment, but then ceases to withold her feelings from the bond like Cheryl does. Anxiety, worry. Those sorts of things.
* Chii heads for the meeting room because of the call, sighing.
* Marcus- glances up. "I guess that'll work." He turns and steps out.
<SPoC> 6Dias rolls forward and gets up. 1"That's our call." 6He moves off to the conference room
<Myria> Now I'm curious.
* SPoC stands up and heads out, heading to the conference room
* Marcus- steps into the conference room after the walk there.
<DeathStar> 6* Paladin begins as everyone magically is there, due to the power of the GM. After all, people talk too long walking.
<DeathStar> *take
<DeathStar> <Paladin> The person who was filming us on the roof is a reporter known as Betty Taylor. She's tied into the local news network for that city, and that's how she was able to get a live feed of us onto the HoloVid.
<DeathStar> <Paladin> We need to question her, find out if she's a Shapeshifter, and if not, her connection.
<DeathStar> <Caduceus> Without removing her head. 6* He notes dryly.
<SPoC> <Dias> Har har har.
<Chii> Then let's go, already.
<DeathStar> <Paladin> Any questions or comments?
<SPoC> How are we going to get in this time?
<DeathStar> <Paladin> We're going to land outside the city, and move in on by foot. And go to the subject's house, and wait for her.
<Marcus-> Guess that means we'll be dressing casual.
<Ariel> "How are we supposed to tell if she's a shapeshifter or not?"
<DeathStar> <Paladin> That's something we're going to have to determine by trial and error.
<Chii> Unpleasant interrogation?
<Marcus-> Warren's good ol scanner wasn't such a good thing afterall?
<DeathStar> 6* Alexander Cran steps in, adjusting his tie. "We have another situation."
<SPoC> It would be best if this went flawless. We...6She looks over at Cran.
* Chii glares toward Cran. 1"The hell do you want?"
<DeathStar> 6* Alexander looks at Chii. "Charming. No wonder it went so well in the meeting today."
* SPoC looks at Alexander and frowns.
<DeathStar> 6* Alexander glances at Paladin. "Jennifer Carmichael was taken by a Shapeshifter."
<SPoC> <Dias> Huh?!
* Chii punches the table, pauses, then punches it again, growling audibly.
<Myria> Whaaaaaa?!
* SPoC stands up quickly. 1"And this information is accurate?
<DeathStar> 6* Paladin leans forward. "How can you be sure?"
* Marcus- arches a brow. "Gee, glad to see you all were keeping her safe."
<DeathStar> <Alexander> Teachers and students at her school saw her being picked up by one of our people. However, when they did not arrive at the proper time, more people were dispatched to the receiver's house. He was found dead. So, clearly, he couldn't have picked her up at the school."
<SPoC> We must find her immediately.
<Chii> Your vehicle. Trace it.
<Marcus-> Unless we have some type of lead, that'll be impossible.
<DeathStar> <Alexander> I had satelites set up to track the vehicle that took her. It went to the city you all are going to.
* Marcus- lets out a whistle. "Totally a coincidence, I bet."
<SPoC> <Dias> Sounds like they're planning on us returning
<DeathStar> 6* Paladin considers this.
<Chii> If we can locate Jennifer then I'll deal with that if they're in seperate locations. That's probably better than me meeting Miss Taylor with how I feel right now.
<SPoC> How long ago did this occur?
<DeathStar> <Paladin> We have to consider they may try to use her as a hostage if they move against us
<DeathStar> <Alexander> A little over an hour.
<SPoC> <Dias> Oh they will.
<DeathStar> 6* Paladin stands up.
* SPoC looks worried. Apparently not enjoying the time they have on them.
<DeathStar> <Paladin> We'll got to Taylor's first. See if we can find clues there.
<DeathStar> 6* Alexander nods his head.
<Chii> You used satellites to find Taylor. You don't think they'll use the same method or expect that?
<DeathStar> <Alexander> Good luck. 6* He waves his hand at Ariel and steps out
<DeathStar> <Paladin> At this point, you have to go on what little you have.
<DeathStar> <Paladin> Gear up people.
<SPoC> <Dias> So where's Cheryl?"
<Chii> She left.
* Chii gets up and deftly moves for the armoury again.
<Marcus-> * Theron stands, having been quiet the whole time, he turns and steps out.
<SPoC> 6Dias eyes Chii, making an odd look. He looks at Paladin now.
* Ariel frowns a bit, but tries to hide it.
<DeathStar> 6* Paladin shakes his head at Dias and moves out.
<DeathStar> <Paladin> I'm sorry, Dias.
<Myria> We should plan our roles in this confrotnation ahead of time.
* Marcus- stands. "Sounds like she was fired."
<SPoC> <Dias> WhaT?!
* SPoC stands and mvoes out to get prepared.
* Myria hops out of her seat and heads out too.
<Marcus-> Her face was all over the news. I figured it would happen. *he frowns and steps out*
<Ariel> "...she was discharged, for that?"
<SPoC> 6Dias kicks the table as he steps out, obviously pissed.
<DeathStar> 6* Paladin moves for the hanger.
<SPoC> 6Dias looks at Ariel as he walks out. 1"Oh way to finally show some damn concern for her."
* Chii enters the hangar after changing outfits... again. She does have her guns this time, and judging from the deadened look in her eyes, short on not using them.
* SPoC steps onto the shuttle and sits down
<Marcus-> *Theron steps into the hanger.
<DeathStar> 6* Paladin gets into the Jet himself, checking his Gear.
* Myria boards the jet.
* Ariel narrows her eyes at Dias, "...I don't need your slander, day in and day out."
<SPoC> 6Dias steps into the hanger and onto the shuttle. 1"Who's flying?" 6His voice is far from jolly
<DeathStar> <Paladin> I am
<DeathStar> 6* Paladin moves over and takes a seat.
<Marcus-> *Theron steps up onto the shuttle and sits down, apparently he isn't going to sit back and do nothing, despite his injuries.
* Chii takes the co-pilot's seat so she doesn't need to be near anyone else. Well, besides the pilot.
<SPoC> 6Dias just sits down than and crosses his arms.
* Marcus- walks up the ramp and then plops down.
* Ariel sits in the back of the shuttle, ticked off.
<DeathStar> -SCENE SHIFT-
<DeathStar> Location: Outside Taylor's House
<DeathStar> 6* Paladin studies the house through his binoculars.
* SPoC stands beside Paladin, waiting.
<DeathStar> <Paladin> Alright, lets move in. Steathily.
<Marcus-> Stealth, this group. You're funny.
<DeathStar> 6* Paladin looks at Marcus.
<DeathStar> <Paladin> Unnecessary comments like that aren't needed, Jones.
<DeathStar> 6* Paladin motions with his hand for them to move in for the side of the house and toward the back
* Marcus- arches a brow. "Yeah. It would seem not."
* Chii moves past while the comments are exchanged, as soon as the hand signal is given, quick and silent. It was her job before.
* Myria starts to move.
* SPoC crouches and begins moving towards the ouse.
<DeathStar> 6* Paladin follows along, using the terrain to their advantage to get around the side of the house and into the backyard. He motions for Chii to the backdoor, figuring with her talents, she can open it
<Marcus-> *Theron peers out and moves across, despite the pain, he keeps his face neutral.
* Marcus- moves along quietly.
<SPoC> 6Dias sneaks along
* Chii slides up to the door, close and flat against the wall, leaning over to gingerly test the lock, her eyes studying the crevasse and listening for anything unordinary. She moves it slowly, not making a sound.
<DeathStar> 6* The door lock seems to be your typical loc k
* Chii reaches back into one of her thigh satchels and removes a flat rod and a pin, slipping them both between the wall and door, relying on feel to tamper with its latch.
<DeathStar> 6* After a few moments, the door unlocks.
* Chii twists it, but before pushing inward, gazes toward the others and gestures with her head. She pushes it inward, giving a pause.
<DeathStar> 6* Paladin prepares and moves up to the door.
* SPoC moves upto the side of the door, waiting
* Chii gives it a clean moment without explosions or gunfire, then dives through the doorway, rolling low and propping a foot so she'll stop upright, drawing one gun and one of her blades.
<DeathStar> 6* The door creaks open, and in the kitchen floor, a tied up Jennifer, with her school uniform torn and ruffled, can be seen. Oh, and an explosive tied to her, with three red wires, three blue wires, and three white wires. And 5 mins ticking down
<DeathStar> 6* Paladin swings in with his gun, peering in
<Chii> ...Tch.
* SPoC swings in after Paladin, her guns sweeping. She pauses, lowering them as she see's Jennifer
* Jennifer` whimpers and looks at them in abject terror.
* Marcus- glances inside, he sees the bomb, then Jennifer and arches another brow.
* Chii moves over quickly and examines the bomb's set up. She does make them, after all.
<Chii> Even if I can defuse this, there's still a question to me.
<DeathStar> 6* Paladin lowers his weapon, eyeing it.
<Marcus-> Whoa shit, a bomb? I have no expertise with that.
* SPoC steps over to the bomb and tilts her head, studying it
<Jennifer`> "G-Get this thing off me..."
<SPoC> <Dias> Great, bombs...
<Chii> The bomb aside, there's a possibility she's not Jennifer.
<DeathStar> <Paladin> If we remove the bomb, it'll explode. 6* He notes, studying how it's connected.
<Chii> Y'think?
<SPoC> Than we must disarm it.
<Marcus-> *Theron stands outside, tilting his head to look around at the area surrounding the house.
<DeathStar> 6* 4 minutes.
<Jennifer`> "N-Not a lot of time!"
* Myria rocks on her heels, standing outside with Theron.
* SPoC kneels down beside the bomb. Eyeing the wiring set-up.
<Chii> A tamper evident, time and explosive charge. Probably three grounds, sometimes need to be cut simultaneous, if any of them are disabled improperly, the others complete the circuit.
<Chii> That's a guess. I don't make complicated shit like this.
<DeathStar> <Paladin> .... I don't know a lot about disarming bombs.
* Chii eyes Jennifer. 1"So. How do I know you're you and not the son of a bitch I want to eat?"
<DeathStar> 6* 3 minutes
<SPoC> Everyone should back away.
* Jennifer` shakes with fear. "P-Please get it off me... I'm not Scar..."
* SPoC reaches down and pulls out her combat knife.
* Marcus- coughs. "Yeah you won't have to tell me twice." He steps out of the house and begins to move away from it.
<Marcus-> *Theron glances at Myria. "We should move away as well."
<SPoC> <Dias> You sure about this?
<Myria> Ok
* Myria starts moving...
<SPoC> Yes. There is no point in everyone dieing if I cannot disarm it.
* Chii eyes SPoC. 1"You know much about defusing?"
<Marcus-> <Theron> I very much do not enjoy being blown up. *he moves with her*
<SPoC> Yes.
* Chii looks back to Jennifer, aiming her gun at her forehead idly, but backing up.
<DeathStar> 6* Paladin waits with his people.
* Jennifer` sniffles a little, she's been crying a lot.
<Chii> Up to you then." 6Backs up out of the doorway.
<DeathStar> 6* 2 minutes
* SPoC studies the wires then reaches over to one of the blue wires.
<DeathStar> <Paladin> Are you sure about that one?
<SPoC> 6Dias backs way up
<SPoC> You will now if the bomb does not go off.
* Marcus- backs behind a tree. "Think this'll protect me?"
* SPoC shifts her knife over to a white wire and cuts it.
<DeathStar> 6* 1 minute. And still counting
* Jennifer` shivers and flinches when it's cut.
<DeathStar> 6* 50 seconds.
* SPoC cuts a second white one
<DeathStar> 6* It keeps counting
* SPoC takes a deep breath and cuts the third white one
* Jennifer` holds her breath.
<DeathStar> 6* 40 seconds and keep counting
* SPoC eyes the blue and the red. She moves over to the red then to the blue. Than back to the red and cuts one
<DeathStar> 6* The counter begins to count rapidly down
<DeathStar> 6* 30
<DeathStar> 6* 20
* SPoC quickly cuts a blue one
<DeathStar> 6* 10
* SPoC cut sthe last two blue oens
* Jennifer` closes her eyes tight.
<DeathStar> 6* It stops
<Jennifer`> "A-Are we dead...?"
* SPoC lowers her knife. 1"I believe that we are not.
<Chii> Not yet.
<DeathStar> 6* Paladin nods, and unties Jennifer, standing up in front of Chii as he works
* Chii frowns at Paladin, not adjusting her aim any.
* Marcus- steps into the doorway. "Good job Natalie."
<DeathStar> 6* Paladin pulls off the bomb, putting it aside.
* SPoC looks over at Marus than nods.
<Marcus-> *Theron moves closer to the house.
* Jennifer` pulls out a knife, slashing at SPoC's throat.
* Chii fires through Paladin's shoulder.
<Myria> ...is it safe?
<DeathStar> 6* Paladin jerks as he's shot, spinning as he falls.
<DeathStar> 6* SPoC's throat begins to get cut, as his player yaps in #Erevis
<Marcus-> * Theron hears the gunshot and pulls up his pistol. "I do not know." He moves closer to the door.
* SPoC snaps her hand up, stopping it as it cuts in.
* Chii never pulled her aim away from Jennifer even with Paladin there, but hey, fires again.
<Chii> 6With Paladin removed >_>
* Myria oves after Theron...
* Jennifer` gets clipped in the shoulder, falling back.
* SPoC takes several steps back, her hand touching her bleeding neck.
* Marcus- pulls up his pistol and aims over Chii's shoulder. He fires 2 stunning shots into Jennifer.
* Chii rushes forward with the blade, attempting to press and pin her before there's a problem, jerking slightly as Marcus fires past her.
* Jennifer` goes out like a light, slumping to the ground, knife still in hand.
<DeathStar> 6* The bomb begins to count down again. 9
<DeathStar> 6* 8
<DeathStar> 7
<DeathStar> 6
<DeathStar> 5
* SPoC eyes the bomb then grabs it, throwing it outside
<DeathStar> 4
<DeathStar> 3
<Marcus-> *Theron widens his eyes and moves inside.
<DeathStar> 2
<SPoC> 6Dias eyes it and leaps away
<Myria> BOMB!!!! *dives for cover!
<DeathStar> 1
* Chii holsters her weapons and grabs "Jennifer" and moves into the stairwell
<DeathStar> -0-
* Marcus- hits the deck.
<DeathStar> 6* The bomb explodes, tearing up the backyard.
<DeathStar> 6* Paladin is slides back.
<Myria> ...what's going on?!
* Ariel is glad she was watching the front. She hurries around back to investigate
<Marcus-> *Theron breathes heavy, kneeling in place.
<SPoC> 6Dias coughs as he stands up, debris falling off his back.
<DeathStar> 6* Paladin gets up, holding his shoulder.
* Chii shakes her head and moves, bringing rope out of her satchel to bind up "Jennifer."
* Marcus- stands up and dusts himself off. He glances to Paladin. "You alright?"
<DeathStar> 6* Jennifer's hand snaps forward to cut at Chii's throat again
* Chii leans back quickly, blinking. 1"Holy shi--!"
<SPoC> You will need something stronger than ro-6She snaps her hand out, her combat knife aiming to impale Jen's hand into the floor
<DeathStar> 6* Jennifer's hand is impaled with a metallic crunch
<DeathStar> 6* It just rips back up and swings around bmore
* Chii quickly lassos the other hand and drags with her body as a counterweight to slam Jennifer into the wall.
* Jennifer` stays completely unconcious during all of this.
<DeathStar> 6* Jennifer is slammed
* Myria presses a button on her sleeve and tries to remotely shut down Jennifer's hand.
<Chii> Wh-What the hell..!?
<Ariel> "...what the hell?!"
<DeathStar> 6* The hand does nothing
<DeathStar> 6* The hand throws a knife at Chii's face
<Marcus-> It's cure, guys. Really. *he reaches up to shoot the knife out of the air*
* Chii moves to the side, peering at the knife.
<DeathStar> 6* The knife spins
* SPoC tilts her head. 1"It would appear that this is Jennifer.
* Chii reaches up and snatches it out of the air.
* Jennifer` slumps down, probably going to be wondering why her back hurts so much when she wakes up.
<DeathStar> 6* The hand gives them a finger.
<Chii> The shapeshifter is the hand!
<Chii> Get it!
<Myria> Hold her down! *pulls out a tool and runs over*
<DeathStar> 6* The hand rips off and runs away
* Chii chases it, throwing the knife at it like a kunai.
<DeathStar> 6* Paladin just stares
<Marcus-> ....wow.
<Myria> This was...stupid...
<Chii> Fucker is smart..!
<DeathStar> 6* The hand leaps up
<SPoC> 6Dias dusts himself off.
<DeathStar> 6* Leaps over and grabs Chii's breast
* Chii sends out a foot to kick it into a wall.
* Chii peers and instantly turns red with unbridled anger.
<DeathStar> 6* It squeezes
* Ariel grabs Chi and forms her armour over Chii and the hand.
<Chii> ...!?
<DeathStar> 6* The hand drops into Chii's pants and feels around, since it's trapped.
* Chii peers at Ariel, then the armor and hand. 1"Wh-What the fuck, Ariel!?"
<Marcus-> <Theron> That was... a smart move Ariel.
* Myria scans the hand...in Chii's pants...its a conundrum...
* Chii jerks and twists around. 1"I-I'm going to kill both you!"
<Ariel> "...one captured enemy."
<DeathStar> 6* The hand decides to make Chii dance to it's tune by fingering her
<DeathStar> 6* Myria would scan a life sign
* Ariel looks away from Chii, knowing that can't be comfortable.
<DeathStar> 6* Paladin stares, deadpanned. "Lets go back to base then. And someone wrap up the girl's woudns."
<DeathStar> 6* Paladin applies pressure to his own gunshot.
* Chii continues jerking around, falling over. 1"AARRRIEL!"
* SPoC nods and kneels down, picking up Jennifer
* Jennifer` is badly bruised and has a gunshot wound in her shoulder thanks largely to Chii.
* Marcus- just clears his throat. "Well it looks like Chii finally got it on with a dude...hand." He turns to step out.
<Myria> ...definitely alive...
<Myria> So was the reporter the shapeshifter all along...so where is the real reporter?
* Jennifer` also has a slightly sparking stump where her arm connected to her fake hand.
<DeathStar> 6* The hand suddenly begins to transform into Scar. Inside you know where.
<Marcus-> *Theron coughs. "We will know when we get back to the base." He pauses and aims his pistol at Chii.
<Myria> That's just gross!
* Chii pulls her own out and shoots the crotch off the armor. No time to complain.
<DeathStar> 6* Paladin turns as Scar begins to tear Chii apart.
* Chii seems to punch herself in the stomach, not giving specifics to things she never wanted, but it's not joke she'll be pounding the hell out of what comes out.
<DeathStar> 6* Scar rips his way out of her
<DeathStar> <Scar> I HAVE BEEN WHERE NO MAN WILL EVER WANT TO GO AGAIN!
<Marcus-> *Theron narrows his eyes.
<SPoC> 6Dias steps up and decks Scar in the throat
<DeathStar> 6* Scar hurks, grabbing his throat.
<DeathStar> <Scar> Duuuude...not necessary...
* Chii rises slightly and slams her elbow into Scar's crotch. Eye for an eye.
<DeathStar> 6* Scar makes a sound and falls over
<SPoC> 6Dias then swings his knee up into Scar's face as he falls over
<DeathStar> 6* Paladin stares at Chii. "Do you...need medical...attention...?"
<Chii> Unless you have a rabbit on you.
<Chii> Wh-What do you think?
* Ariel just cringes.
* Chii is quite beyond evil.
* Myria walks over and fires a device at Scar, giftwrapping him for transport.
<DeathStar> -TIME JUMP-
<DeathStar> Location: Medical Bay
<DeathStar> 6* Chii is undergoing extensive nanosurgery and technology. And Jennifer has been patched up and is conscious
* Myria building Jennifer a new hand.
* Jennifer` sits up, groaning a little, "I feel like I got run over by a column of Tsiv..."
* Marcus- stands by Jennifer's bed. "Just Chii."
<DeathStar> 6* Scar sits in the brig, staring at the wall
<Jennifer`> "Oh good..."
<SPoC> She has a knack for injuring her own teammates. 6She looks down at Jennifer. A bandage around her neck
<DeathStar> 6* Aya shows up with flowers with Jennifer
* Jennifer` smiles gently, "Hey Aya..."
<DeathStar> *for
<DeathStar> <Aya> Hi, Jen.
* Jennifer` eyes SPoC's bandage. "Sorry... SPoC..."
<SPoC> It is not your fault. I am just glad to know that you are...mostly uninjured.
* Ariel hasn't had the nerve to show herself after that oversight.
<DeathStar> 6* Caduceus finishes surgery. "Well, that's about as up close and personal as I want to get with her again."
* Chii eyes Caduceus. 1"...Stirups? Honestly."
* Jennifer` sighs and rests her head back. "Well... it's good to be back... for however long I got."
<DeathStar> <Caduceus> I wouldn't recommend sticking anything in you for a month.
<Chii> Oh fuck you. Like anything was.
<DeathStar> <Caduceus> I hear you managed to fit a grown man inside you
<Chii> You want to die, too?
<DeathStar> 6* Alexander arrives in the medical bay, holding out an envelop to SPoC.
<DeathStar> 6* Aya sits beside Jennifer.
<DeathStar> <Caduceus> Well, if you stick me in there, it's a possibility
<Chii> 6Chii swings for Cadeuceus.
<DeathStar> 6* Paladin sits in Warren's old office
* Marcus- smiles at Aya, then glances to Cran.
* SPoC eyes Caduceus then blinks, turning to look at Alexander. She takes the envelope. 1"What is this?"
<DeathStar> 6* Caduceus casually moves aside and moves to give Drake more jello
<DeathStar> <Alexander> You have been given custody of Jennifer Carmichael.
* Jennifer` looks over at Aya, "Any idea how long I was gone...?"
<DeathStar> 6* Aya shakes her head
* Jennifer` blinks and looks up, "Wait really?"
* SPoC tilts her head and opens the envelope, reading it. 1"I-That is good news."
* Marcus- arches a brow. "Hey, ol Mama Nat. Whattaya know."
<Marcus-> *Theron glances over Myria's shoulder. "How are things coming?"
<DeathStar> 6* Cheryl arrives at her apartment floor, her face a bit bruised and bloodied. She eyes Ariel sitting outside the door, and it's clear she's annoyed, but she glances to the side to hide it
<SPoC> Ol' Mama Nat? 6She looks over at Marcus. 1"Oh. You are teasing me."
<DeathStar> 6* Alexander moves to leave.
<DeathStar> 6* Drake looks at Chii. "I hope you feel better."
<Myria> I'm trying to modify my original design so she can defend herself better...
* SPoC looks back at Alexander as he moves to leave. 1"Thank you Alexander Cran.'
<DeathStar> 6* Alexander glances back, and nods once, then steps out
* Chii narrows her eyes at the doctor. She wonders how she got such bad aim lately that everyone including doctors dodges-- Then gazes toward Drake, offering an empty 1"Thanks," 6and storms out of the medical bay and for offbase.
* Jennifer` smiles happily. "So... I can stay here?"
<DeathStar> 6* Drake sighs. Chii never really did care much for friendship with him.
* Marcus- gets a wide grin, then pauses. "How the hell does she walk after something like that?"
<SPoC> It would appear she is used to sticking things in there.
<Marcus-> Apparently. *he shakes his head8
<Marcus-> *Theron nods once. "I am sure she will appreciate it."
<Jennifer`> "Did I miss something after I got knocked out?"
<DeathStar> <Aya> Congratulations, Jennifer. 6* She looks at the time. "I have to go." 6* She bows, and leaves.
<Myria> The question is...what would be ffective against a shapeshifter...?
<Jennifer`> "See you later Aya."
<DeathStar> NRP: Chii's vagina
<Marcus-> <Theron> I do not know.
<Marcus-> Bye, Aya. *he gives a wave, then looks to Jennifer* Nothing you should worry about.
<Jennifer`> "Ummm... alright."
<DeathStar> 6* Cheryl approaches her door, not bothering to hide the condition of her face. She has her hands in her pockets as she approaches.
<SPoC> I believe this means that I will have to purchase a home for us to live in now.
* Chii heads for the good ol' mountain on foot.
* Jennifer` blinks a bit, "What? Like... off base?"
<Myria> My problem exactly...
<SPoC> Yes. 6She eyes the paperwork, double-checking to see if that's part of the requirement
<Marcus-> Read the letter. Maybe there aren't any conditions. *he notes to SPoC*
* Ariel stands, as she sees Cheryl approach, "...been letting off some steam?"
<DeathStar> 6* Apparantly the old condition is not to let Chii near her. Just kidding. No conditions
<DeathStar> <Cheryl> Yeah. You got me.
<SPoC> Apparently it is not required. Unless that is what you would like.
* Jennifer` tries to sit up and groans. "Why the heck does my back hurt so much?"
<Jennifer`> "No I'd prefer to be here... this team is all I got besides Ben."
<SPoC> Because Chii whipped you into a wall. 6She states as a matter of fact. her eyes reading the paperwork over
* Ariel shakes her head a little, "Nothing is working out quite like how it's supposed to, is it?"
<Marcus-> I shot you, too. *he smiles*
<Jennifer`> "Yeah but you were smart enough to use stunning rounds."
<DeathStar> <Cheryl> Not really. Well. 'cept you got Zephyr back. Guess that's a win. 6* She begins to unlock her door.
<Marcus-> This time, Jen. *he nods to the two of them* Congrats. *he steps out*
* SPoC nods to Marcus
* Jennifer` smiles up at SPoC, "Thank you for doing this..."
* SPoC looks over at Jen now. 1"You're room is a mess, I require that you clean it by the hours end."
<Marcus-> *Theron has stood there in silence, apparently thinking. "Perhaps you can request to get some of Scar's blood samples. To run tests to find a way to biologically break down his cells."
* Jennifer` looks confused. "M-My room?"
<SPoC> I am kidding. 6She laughs then suddenly stops. 1"You have 30 minutes."
* Ariel looks down, "I'm sorry about that incident. I am not sure what's wrong with me lately... first I injure you, and then Chii is put in medical because of me..."
<DeathStar> <Cheryl> ... 6* She looks at Ariel. "Chii was put in medical?"
* Jennifer` blinks a bit, "I-Is my stuff even back yet?"
<Myria> I'll put in a request then.
<DeathStar> <Cheryl> Did you stab her again? 6* She asks coldly.
* Jennifer` tries to get up and falls over forgetting her hand is still being built.
* SPoC smiles again, laughing then grabs her, keeping her from falling. 1"You must rest."
* Jennifer` smiles softly. "Okay..."
<Jennifer`> "Ummm... what... should I call you now?"
<Ariel> "...no. An oversight of the shapeshifting capibilities of the changelings."
<DeathStar> <Cheryl> ...
<Marcus-> <Theron> I hope that you get something useful. But I request you stay away from the brig.
<SPoC> You may continue to call me what you have always called me.
<DeathStar> 6* Cheryl glances away. She seems mad about the Chii thing, but not so much about being stabbed herself.
<Jennifer`> "SPoC? Is your real name Nat?"
<SPoC> It is one of my names, yes.
<Myria> I'll let them collect the sample for me.
<Jennifer`> "SPoC just seems a bit wierd... like if someone asks me who's taking care of me."
* Ariel shakes her head, "What happened was an accident... but I'm not sure how to make up for something that grave." It's hard to tell if she means Cheryl or Chii... or both.
<SPoC> Than you may call me Natalie.
<Jennifer`> "That works."
<DeathStar> <Cheryl> Just forget about it. 6* She says finally, and opens her door.
* Jennifer` smiles and lays back to rest.
<SPoC> But only between 3 and 8 o'clock.
<Marcus-> *Theron nods once. "I believe I will go rest. I may have overexerted myself."
* Chii lies down, staring at the night sky along the lakeside, having snuck into the bounds of the gift site.
* Jennifer` grins a little. "I'll try to remember that then."
<Myria> Alright.
<SPoC> I am joking. I do not care.
<Marcus-> *Theron leans down and kisses Myria on the cheek, then steps out.
* Ariel looks after Cheryl, "...so what do you intend to do, Cheryl?"
<DeathStar> 6* Cheryl shrugs. "Don't know. Don't care."
<Jennifer`> "I figured, I was about to suggest we call you Gladice outside that time."
<SPoC> Gladice?
<Jennifer`> "First funny name I could think of."
<SPoC> I do not understand.
<Jennifer`> "...I was making a joke." *she pouts*
<SPoC> I see. You should practice more than.
<Ariel> "...I see."
<DeathStar> <Cheryl> Good night, Ariel
<DeathStar> 6* Cheryl steps inside her apartment.
<Jennifer`> "I'll train hard."
<SPoC> You will study first.
<Ariel> "Cheryl... you have family. Even if you need your space... please don't cut us off."
<Jennifer`> "O-Of course. Dad told me I had to ace everything."
<DeathStar> 6* Cheryl glances at Ariel. "Ariel. We may have genetics. We have may been through missions together. But Zephyr's your family. And you know it." 6* She closes the door.
* Ariel puts her hand in the door, biting her lip. "It's not... like that..."
<DeathStar> <Cheryl> It's not? 6* She says, glancing at Ariel. "God, I've watched you for years, drifting around. When Darien was 'dead', you mourned for a year, and wasted away, because you only cared about him. It was only him. And then when Zephyr died, you went inside yourself because she was dead. You didn't react like this when ANY of the other Alphas died. Face the facts. I don't hate you for it. Hell, I don't even judge you for it.
* Ariel winces, "...I know that's true. And I hate that... I'm not much of a mother. And most of my children, I barely know... and Zephyr is the only one I've been able to take care of as a child. But... dammit... Cheryl, even if we weren't connected through genetics, you would still be family to me. And I won't turn away from that... no matter how often I fuck things up."
<DeathStar> <Cheryl> I was worried that you couldn't stand on your own feet. So I supported you. But I can stand on my own feet. I don't need help. I don't want help.
<Ariel> "There's a difference between standing on your own, and turning everyone away."
<DeathStar> <Cheryl> You've done it before. 6* She notes, going for her first real strike.
<Ariel> "...I don't claim to be perfect Cheryl. I make at least as many mistakes as everyone else. Lately... probally more."
<DeathStar> <Cheryl> So, don't do as I do, do as I preach?
<DeathStar> 6* Cheryl smirks at that, brushing back her blonde hair so the black scar shows up more.
* Ariel eyes the scar and closes her eyes a moment, "...I make mistakes. I try not to let them happen again."
<Ariel> "...I'm sorry for allowing you to become tainted. But I still can't see any alternative, other than to have left you for dead. And I couldn't do that..."
<DeathStar> <Cheryl> Tainted? 6* She laughs. "I've been like this for years, Ariel. Wake up and notice. I've been the disfunctional 'daughter' for years. Hell, even daddy Cran got rid of me and traded me up for a human because I couldn't handle it. I don't play well with others. I don't want to play well with others. I'm fine being the outsider in the circle. You may be isolated, and hell if I even know how you keep your friends. (cont)
<DeathStar> <Cheryl> But Erevis, Megumi, Darien, and Zephyr. You got them all. And I've watched for years, wondering what you do differently, and frankly, I can't figure it out." 6* She states, perhaps just being mean now. "But that's fine. I'd rather be who I am. A tainted, used up, alcoholic. Hell. Even Warren saw me for who I was and accepted it."
<DeathStar> 6* Cheryl taps the scar. "This is just facial. Nothing to do with that is inside."
<Ariel> "What I do differently..." *shakes her head* "That isn't much. You have people who care about you. But... the question is, what does that mean to you? You shut them out, but that doesn't mean they're not there."
<DeathStar> 6* Cheryl snorts. "And I suppose you're one of them? Face it. I've been like this for years. You're just here because you have nothing better to do, right? Well, thanks, but no thanks. I don't need the late gesture.
<DeathStar> <Cheryl> Frankly, it just pisses me off.
<Ariel> "No Cheryl... you've always been rough, and somewhat disreputable. But you haven't been like this."
<DeathStar> <Cheryl> Right. I suppose PAX2 didn't really hit your radar since Darien was 'dead'.
<Ariel> "......"
<DeathStar> 6* Cheryl crosses her arms, eyeing Ariel.
<Ariel> "...I suppose, at the moment. There's nothing I can say that you'll even listen to. Wiether you except it or not, you are important to me..."
<DeathStar> 6* Cheryl eyes her, frowning a bit. She thought she might have cowed Ariel with that
<Ariel> "I admit... I've always had trouble thinking of you as a daughter. You've always been stronger than I have. I've never known you as anything less than my equal. But that doesn't mean you've been unimportant..."
<DeathStar> 6* Cheryl shrugs her shoulders. "Eh. I've always thought of you as Ariel anyway. I never really needed to be thought of as a daughter."
* Ariel pauses a moment, "...standing here at the threshold is awkward, isn't it?"
<DeathStar> 6* Cheryl shifts. "Look. Fine. I get it. You care. Dias cares. Chii cares. Marcus cares. I get it."
* Ariel smiles slightly, "...I'd invite you over for dinner, but I figure that might be a little mushy for you... Would you be up for getting a drink some time?"
Session Close: Fri Mar 28 00:00:00 2008

Session Start: Fri Mar 28 00:00:00 2008
Session Ident: #taw
<DeathStar> <Cheryl> Yeah. Sometime. 6* She nods once.
<Ariel> "And this time... I will try not to remain waiting in the lunch room, while you are availible."
<DeathStar> 6* Cheryl eyes her.
<DeathStar> 6* Cheryl sighs. "I better find Chii..." 6* She mutters, remembering a certain, annoying soulless creature
<DeathStar> -SCENE SHIFT-
<DeathStar> 6* A fist lands on Chii's head
<DeathStar> <Cheryl> What the hell are you doing here.
<Chii> 6Chii snaps her eyes open and reaches up quickly. 1"GrrrAAGH!"
<DeathStar> 6* Cheryl eyes her. "You said you were going to bother me if I didn't come back. I came back."
* Chii stares up at Cheryl blankly, then puts her palm to her forehead rubbing it slightly. 1"...Yeah."
<DeathStar> <Cheryl> I can go. 6* She notes.
* Chii sits up slowly, her senses return and she twitches a little, averting explaining why she's out here.
<Chii> Figure anything out?
<DeathStar> <Cheryl> Not really.
<DeathStar> <Cheryl> Ariel cares about me. I accept it. Like I accept you, Dias, and Marcus care about me.
* Chii peers over her shoulder blinking. 1"...That's something."
<DeathStar> <Cheryl> I guess so.
<Chii> I don't feel like heading back to the base, though, if that's why you're here.
<DeathStar> <Cheryl> I'm not going back.
<Chii> ..Eh?
<DeathStar> 6* Cheryl eyes her hand.
<Chii> You're not edgy about that propagandist, are you?
<DeathStar> <Cheryl> ......
<DeathStar> 6* Cheryl looks ahead. "Don't want to talk about it."
<Chii> I figure not. But if that's the case, then ...I don't really have much to say anyway.
<DeathStar> <Cheryl> Fair enough. 6* She turns and begins to walk away.
* Chii strains to her feet. 1"I've killed far more than that. Accidental or not. At least yours was unintentional, the only thing I can say is that I didn't have my own feelings. That's just an excuse nowadays."
<Chii> In the last week I've injured more of us than some of our enemies ever accomplished. If anything I should stay away, Cheryl. Not you. At least they look up to you.
<DeathStar> 6* Cheryl glances over her shoulder. "That's because they don't see the real me." 6* She notes, shrugs, and keeps walking.
<Chii> Hm. So, do I see something that's not there?
<DeathStar> <Cheryl> I think so.
* Chii turns and crosses her arms. 1"I've never been one for illusions."
<DeathStar> <Cheryl> Then perhaps we should go our separate ways.
<Chii> Kind of a funny stance you have there. ...You'll accept that we care, but think we're delusional.
<DeathStar> 6* Cheryl stops, shrugging. "Well. Yeah."
<Chii> Well, whatever, then. If you don't care what I believe, then I'll just believe what I have all along. I don't feel like leaving. I don't have any friends to spare.
<Chii> Where are you going, Cheryl?
<DeathStar> 6* Cheryl looks at Chii, then speaks something else. "I don't think we're alike in the way you think, Chii. Yeah. We're friends. I said we would be friends. But there's no hidden connection that makes us more alike than that. At least I don't see it."
<DeathStar> <Cheryl> And I'm going home.
<DeathStar> 6* Cheryl starts walking again
* Chii shrugs. 1"Yeah, you said that before."
<Chii> Just because I can't make you see it as anything more than that doesn't mean I'll get all depressed and think less of you or friendship.
<DeathStar> <Cheryl> Alright.
* Chii rubs her head. 1"Just depresses me when you can't seem to open up at all anymore. You've really... closed off lately. It wasn't delusional of me to see a part of you that isn't shown often."
<Chii> Rare, but it exists.
<DeathStar> 6* Cheryl doesn't comment. Whatever Chii say, it's whatever Chii say.
<DeathStar> *saw
<DeathStar> 6* And so, somewhere, the cat howls at the full moon. Or something
<DeathStar> -END-
Session Close: Fri Mar 28 00:24:23 2008

Session Start: Mon Mar 31 19:36:39 2008
Session Ident: #taw
* Logging #taw to 'logs\EsperNet\#taw.20080331.log'
<DeathStar> Stardate: 10-588.8.3
<DeathStar> Location: Where-ever
* Chad`Winters is now known as Natalie`
* Natalie` looks over at Jennifer. 1"Why did you want to come to the mall again?"
<Seraphna> Jennifer> "Because I'm not supposed to be wandering out alone."
<Seraphna> Jennifer> "I hit another growth spurt so I need more clothes." *she seems proud at the few inches she's gained, still short*
<Natalie`> You're chest remains the same size tho. That should make shopping for you easier.
<Seraphna> * Jennifer pouts. "Way to remind me... I'll fill in yet!"
<Natalie`> It is unlikely.
<Seraphna> * Jennifer slackens her shoulders. "Way to shoot a girl down."
<Natalie`> It is the side-effect of a woman who works out. You develop more muscle than fat.
<Seraphna> Jennifer> "Well maybe I'll even out then to something nice... I don't want them huge after all, they'd get in the way."
<Natalie`> Hmmm. 6She looks down at her own chest, sizing them up
<Natalie`> 6Dias sits on a bench beside a park. He tosses bread onto the lake for the local animal to munch on
<Seraphna> * Jennifer eyes a few clothings stores. "I'm still not sure what I should be wearing..."
<DeathStar> 6* Something thuds next to Dias
<Natalie`> 6Dias raises an eye brow and slowly looks over at said thud noise
<Natalie`> Preferably something modest.
<DeathStar> 6* A bomb is there. 5 seconds remain
<Natalie`> 6Dias swears and grabs the bomb, throwing it towards the lake
<DeathStar> 6* The bomb lands on the lake right where the local animal are at.
<Natalie`> 6Dias quickly leaps over the park bench and covers his ears
<Seraphna> Jennifer> "Well yeah... earth tones? They blend well right?"
<DeathStar> 6* Nothing happens.
<Natalie`> They blend well to the Earth yes. 6She nods
<Natalie`> 6Dias slowly raises his head and peers over the bench at the lake
<Seraphna> * Jennifer steps into a casual clothing shop, heading for the girl's section. "Anything but pink, I can't stand pink."
<DeathStar> 6* Billy sits on the bench, munching on a cookie. "Those poor ducks."
<Natalie`> Do boys your age not like girls who wear pink?
<Seraphna> * Jennifer looks at her oddly, "Yeah... they do."
<Natalie`> 6Dias slumps, then stands up and leaps over the bench, plopping down beside her. 1"Rummaging through your motherses personal belongings again?"
<Natalie`> Than it would be wise to stay away from pink.
<DeathStar> <Billy> Just testing your super hero reflexes. I guess ducks don't fall under your jurisdiction
<Natalie`> <Dias> Well when I discover my anti-bomb powers, I'll use them the next time it happens.
<Seraphna> * Jennifer smiles and leafs through some jeans, pulling out very conservative wears. "I think two inches extra in length should do it..."
<DeathStar> <Billy> Some super hero. You make the duckies trust you, then you blow them up.
<Natalie`> <Dias> Some super villian. You make people trust you and you try and blow them up, than blame them for killing ducks.
<DeathStar> <Billy> Thank you. 6* She beams and bites off the cookie's head.
<Natalie`> Unless you are looking to attract boys.
<Natalie`> <Dias> You'll make a wonderful archrival some day Billy.
<Seraphna> Jennifer> "I'm not... just something I can run around in easy, kick without tearing."
<Natalie`> I find the uniform pants I am given from Earthgov are adequate.
<DeathStar> <Billy> Thanks. 6* The bomb suddenly goes off and throws up feathers everywhere. Billy stares. "Huh..."
<Natalie`> 6Dias sighs and rubs his head. 1"You really armed it, huh?"
<Seraphna> Jennifer> "I've got a few more years till I have that luxury."
<Natalie`> Than I suggest you choose gym pants than.
<DeathStar> 6* Billy looks as a roasted duck beak lands nearby. "Guess so." 6* She giggles.
<Natalie`> <Dias> And here I thought you couldn't get as creepy as Chii, but there we have it. You're killing woodland creatures.
<Seraphna> Jennifer> "Not for everything... I'm okay with the school thinking I hate boys... not okay with them thinking me entirely weird."
<DeathStar> 6* Billy stops giggling and stares at him.
<Seraphna> *Jennifer selects two pairs, but also selects some gym pants.
<Natalie`> <Dias> Fine fine, I take it back
<Natalie`> I would not mix your personal life with your school life.
<DeathStar> 6* Billy takes out an army hunting knife, sitll staring
<Seraphna> Jennifer> "Can't be helped sometimes, running into people and extracurriculars you know... Japanese schools encourage you to join at least one club."
<Natalie`> I did not know that.
<Seraphna> Jennifer> "Well now you do..." *she giggles* "I don't know what club to pick though, I feel like anything martial arts might be cheating, but I could use the practice."
<Natalie`> 6Dias just rolls his eyes and leans back. 1"Chii could never reach the level that you have. Your so much cooler than she could ever be."
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<Natalie`> Perhaps you should choose something else.
<DeathStar> 6* Billy stabs him in the arm.
<Seraphna> Jennifer> "Something safer then?"
<Natalie`> 6Dias howls in pain and clenches his fist, eyeing Billy. 1"You do know what super heros do to super villians. Right?"
<DeathStar> 6* Billy cleans her knife on Dias' pants. "You would hit me?" 6* She asks cutely.
<Natalie`> <Dias> Oh I'll do far worse.
<DeathStar> <Billy> Ohhhh? 6* She looks up at him seductively.
<Natalie`> 6Dias reaches down and grabs Billy by the back of her shirt and stands up, movign towards the lake.
<DeathStar> 6* Billy clears her throat, then screams. "RAPE!" 6* Since people were already coming over because of the explosion, they eye Dias.
<Natalie`> 6Dias sighs and tosses Billy into the lake.
<DeathStar> 6* Billy goes into the lake.
<Natalie`> 6He than crosses his arms.
<DeathStar> 6* And promptly doesn't not resurface.
<DeathStar> *doesn't
<Natalie`> 6Dias dusts his hands off and sits down again.
<DeathStar> 6* Billy breaks surface briefly, wildly trying to swim, but then sinks again
<Natalie`> It is not the safety that I am concerned about. You should learn as much as possible while you are young
<Natalie`> 6Dias smiles now and stands up again, moving towards the lake edge
<DeathStar> 6* People move over to watch
<Seraphna> "THat's true." *She starts selecting shirts*
<DeathStar> 6* The lake is still, except for the remains of ducks
<Seraphna> * JENNIFER
<Natalie`> 6Dias than steps into the lake, glancing around
<DeathStar> 6* The lake wonder is a bit red today
<Natalie`> 6Dias steps into about waist deep now.
<DeathStar> 6* Nothing happens.
<Natalie`> 6Dias sighs and leaps in.
<Natalie`> You are far to young to be concerned with devoting your life to something.
<Seraphna> * Jennifer looks up at her and smiles weakly, "Kinda... feel like I already know what to do though."
<DeathStar> 6* Billy floats around
<Natalie`> 6Dias swims towards her and grabs her. He then swims to the surface.
<Natalie`> And what is that?
<DeathStar> 6* Billy is grabbed.
<Natalie`> 6Dias breaks surface and drags Billy to shore.
<Seraphna> * Jennifer smiles softly. "Keep up family tradition."
<DeathStar> 6* Billy is dragged along.
<Natalie`> You would do this, knowing full well what happened to Warren?
<Seraphna> Jennifer> "Yeah. Dad knew the risks, so do I."
<Natalie`> I see.
<Natalie`> 6Dias carries her onto shore and sets her down. He kneels down and places his ear next to her nose.
<DeathStar> 6* It seems she isn't breathing. Either she's very good, or she took in water.
<Seraphna> Jennifer> "Carmichael's have been in the military for ages.
<Natalie`> 6Dias quickly sucks on his finger and tilts her neck back, his finger slipping into her ear all sneaky like
<DeathStar> 6* Nothing happens.
<Natalie`> 6Dias narrows his eyes and starts doing the whole CPR thing
<Seraphna> * Jennifer picks out a few plain t-shirts in various earth tones.
<DeathStar> 6* Billy remains unresponsive. It appears she is too far gone
<Natalie`> 6Dias steps back. 1"Damn..."
<DeathStar> 6* Wait, what's that. A sound is coming from Billy!
<Natalie`> 6Dias tilts his head and kneels back down. pressing two fingers against her neck
<DeathStar> 6* Billy coughs up water in his faec
<Natalie`> 6Dias twitches slightly as he reaches up and wipes the water off his face.
<DeathStar> 6* Billy opens her eyes and sits up. She's drenched and her goth dress ruined.
<Natalie`> <Dias> And another damsel in distress saved by a superhero.
<DeathStar> <Billy> Almost killed by said hero
<DeathStar> 6* Billy eyes him dully
<Natalie`> <Dias> It was a risk I was willing to take.
<DeathStar> 6* Billy eyes him, then sniffles and cries
<Natalie`> 6Dias reaches into his wet pocket and pulls out a sucker. He slips it into Billy's mouth
<DeathStar> 6* Billy eyes him
<Natalie`> <Dias> All better. 6He gives her his superhero smile and a thumbs up
<Seraphna> * Jennifer sighs and thinks, "Should I try stuff on?"
<Natalie`> If you believe you have grown, it would be wise.
<Seraphna> * Jennifer smiles and heads into a dressing room with her selections.
<Natalie`> <Dias> So should we get the damsel some ice cream?
<DeathStar> <Billy> Fine. But it better be good. Or I'll poison you
<Natalie`> <Dias> I'd rather you didn't poison me. 6He picks her up, tossing her onto his shoulder and he walks through the park.
<DeathStar> 6* Billy growls as she's carried off.
<DeathStar> -END-
Session Close: Mon Mar 31 20:43:46 2008

Session Start: Tue Apr 01 05:56:45 2008
Session Ident: #taw
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<DeathStar> Stardate: 10-588.8.3
<DeathStar> Location: Where-ever Chii is At
<Kit> 6Chii pounds clamourously upon Cheryl's door. 1"I knoooowwww you're in there!"
<DeathStar> 6* The old lady opens her door to stare at Chii
* Kit peers over at the old lady, still knocking.
<Kit> <Chii> ...Yeees?
<DeathStar> 6* The old lady hrmphs.
<DeathStar> 6* Cheryl's door opens and a tazer bolt flies out for Chii's chest
<Kit> 6Chii swiftly steps aside, gesturing to the line zapping the guardrail.
<Kit> <Chii> See? She can take care of herself.
<DeathStar> <Cheryl> Cocksucker.
<DeathStar> 6* Cheryl grabs Chii's face and yanks her inside, slamming the door shut
<Kit> <Chii> No, not yet." 6Gazes over toward Cheryl's voice, only to be yanked in after her face is palmed.
<DeathStar> 6* Cheryl lets her go once inside.
<DeathStar> <Cheryl> Are you trying to piss me off?
<DeathStar> 6* She crosses her arms, wearing her typical tank top/underwear combo
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<Kit> <Chii> Um, when's the last time I achieved doing something with you that didn't require that?
<Kit> 6Chii peers upward, as if trying to recall that truthfully.
<DeathStar> <Cheryl> The last time you left to go home.
<Kit> <Chii> Home?" 6Blinks at her.
<DeathStar> <Cheryl> The base. 6* She explains
<Kit> <Chii> I don't have a home. And that place just pisses me off right now.
<DeathStar> 6* Cheryl moves to the center of the room, which she has cleared out of the table, and appears to be setting up candle works. Though none are lit
<DeathStar> <Cheryl> When's the last time something hasn't pissed you off.
<Kit> <Chii> When we saw the movie.
<DeathStar> 6* Cheryl gives snort, though it's less pissy
<Kit> 6Chii eyes the arrangement. 1"You realize spirit summoning is dangerous, right?"
<Kit> <Chii> Or are you exorcising the stick out of your ass?
<DeathStar> <Cheryl> I thought I'd see if I could make you vanish
<Kit> <Chii> Oh. Someone ask you to kill me?
<Kit> 6Chii stares at Cheryl, then eyes the candles. It just doesn't fit. 1"Easiest way is to knock off Freyja when she's not expecting it."
<DeathStar> <Cheryl> I was joking
<DeathStar> 6* Cheryl rolls eyes
<Kit> <Chii> Ah. So was I.
<Kit> 6Maybe.
<DeathStar> 6* Cheryl looks at Chii. "Liar."
<Kit> <Chii> You sure?
<DeathStar> <Cheryl> I could find out.
<Kit> 6Chii crosses her arms. 1"...How?"
<DeathStar> 6* Cheryl snorts. "Another time."
<Kit> <Chii> ...Fine. What are you doing?
<DeathStar> <Cheryl> Talking to you.
<Kit> <Chii> Ah megami, you pain in the ass.
<Kit> 6Chii gazes around the rest of the room.
<DeathStar> <Cheryl> Mega-what?
<Kit> <Chii> ...Megami. Goddess. My bad.
<DeathStar> <Cheryl> Ah, you think I'm a goddess?
<Kit> 6Chii turns and eyes Cheryl. 1"I was just exclaiming. Like you saying 'oh god' or something.'
<DeathStar> <Cheryl> Shame
<DeathStar> 6* Cheryl moves to the fridge.
<Kit> <Chii> A goddess of bitchiness." 6Glances off to the side, then moves to sit on the couch.
<DeathStar> <Cheryl> Thanks.
<DeathStar> 6* Cheryl returns, offering Chii a soda.
<Kit> 6Chii takes it and thanks her, only to doubletake. 1"...Woah, what? A soda?"
<DeathStar> 6* Cheryl eyes her. "...Problem?"
<DeathStar> 6* Cheryl sits down on the chair.
<Kit> <Chii> No, but since when do you stock these?
<DeathStar> 6* Cheryl sneers. "I'd tell you, but I'd lose my title."
<Kit> 6Chii shrugs. 1"If it's that important to you I'll get it carved into a tennis bracelet for you."
<Kit> <Chii> Bling-bling.
<DeathStar> 6* Cheryl stares at her. "Did you just fucking say 'bling bling'?"
<DeathStar> <Cheryl> You're, like, my BFF.
<Kit> <Chii> You know, with some people that means 'best fuck friend.'
<DeathStar> <Cheryl> Well, we both know you don't want that. 6* She just smiles, leaning her head back on the arm rest of the chair, letting her hair dangle back so the black scar shows.
<Kit> <Chii> What, you're saying you'd be my bitch goddess?
<DeathStar> <Cheryl> Maaaaybe.
<Kit> 6Chii drinks the soda, eying Cheryl past the can.
<DeathStar> 6* Cheryl holds up her own hand, eyeing it.
<Kit> <Chii> Somethin' on your mind?
<Kit> 6Chii squints. 1"You're acting funny."
<DeathStar> 6* Cheryl eyes her. "Really? How so?"
<Kit> <Chii> You're not getting pissy about the flirty comments despite telling me to knock it off.
<Kit> 6Chii gestures. 1"You have a ceremony circle set up."
<Kit> <Chii> You have fucking soda.
<DeathStar> <Cheryl> You got me. I'm a shapeshifter.
<Kit> <Chii> Shapeshifter wouldn't have tried tazering me at the door.
<Kit> 6Chii headtilts. 1"Or called me a cocksucker."
<DeathStar> <Cheryl> Really? And here I thought Scar was infamous for his cursing
<DeathStar> 6* Cheryl notes dryly.
<Kit> <Chii> Not lately.
<DeathStar> <Cheryl> I hear you guys got yourselves a Scar. You should see if he curses
<Kit> <Chii> I'd rather not.
<Kit> 6Chii looks away, twitching.
<DeathStar> 6* Cheryl clicks her tongue. "Shame."
<Kit> <Chii> Only think that interests me about that one is a slow and painful end.
<DeathStar> <Cheryl> Hmmm
<DeathStar> 6* Cheryl lifts her head up finally, brushing her bangs back down
<DeathStar> <Cheryl> Tell you what. I'll tell you what's up with me if you tell me how Ariel fucked you up.
<Kit> <Chii> Wow, that's just lose-lose for me.
<DeathStar> <Cheryl> So you don't want to know what's up with me. 6* She nods.
<Kit> <Chii> Tch...
<DeathStar> 6* Cheryl props her arms on the arm rest of the chair, arching her back some as she stretches on the chair.
<Kit> <Chii> Ariel didn't fuck me up. But something she did was as humiliating as it was painful.
<DeathStar> <Cheryl> And what happened?
<Kit> <Chii> If I find out what's wrong with you, there's no way I'll withold finding a way to fix it.
<DeathStar> 6* Cheryl stares at her. That didn't exactly answer her question
<Kit> <Chii> Just saying. You know how you are. Always snarling when people like that.
<DeathStar> <Cheryl> ...
<Kit> <Chii> Scar pulled a fast one and imitated Jennifer's lost hand. I had to ...chase it and it got a little feely." 6She glares at nothing in particular.
<DeathStar> <Cheryl> There's more than that.
<Kit> <Chii> So Ariel created some kind of armor on me to trap it and ...Scar was Scar.
<DeathStar> 6* Cheryl swings her legs out so her feet touch the floor and she leans forward. "What did he do?"
<Kit> 6Chii scowls. 1"Just walk around the base sometime. You'll hear all about how I gave birth to a Scar."
<DeathStar> 6* Cheryl's face is stone hard. She glances to the side, pissed.
<Kit> <Chii> Naturally I wanted to beat Ariel's face in for it, but-- It's not like she intended that. And I know how that feels.
<Kit> 6Chii grumbles and sighs. 1"I blew Theron up, after all."
<DeathStar> <Cheryl> .......... Are you okay? 6* She asks softly.
<Kit> <Chii> Part of the reason I was at the shrine. I ate a few rabbits.
<Kit> 6She shrugs.
<DeathStar> 6* Cheryl finally looks back at Chii. Her expression softens somewhat.
<DeathStar> <Cheryl> Sorry I wasn't there.
<Kit> <Chii> Hrmph. You can't be everywhere and I'm a big girl.
<Kit> 6She crosses her arms. 1"If you don't need help, why should I?"
<DeathStar> <Cheryl> You're my pilot. If a weapon like myself can't protect you, then I'm pretty useless.
<Kit> <Chii> Tch. That's all I was to Freyja. Piss off that sort of thinking. That's not what I think of the bond-- Why do you think I value it so much?
<DeathStar> <Cheryl> That IS what the bond is, Chii. Alphas were created as weapons, and the pilots as the people designed to wield us.
<Kit> <Chii> Yeah, yeah. And that link is based on trust, isn't it?
<DeathStar> <Cheryl> It helps, but it isn't necessary. Not by far... 6* She mutters to herself.
<Kit> 6Chii shifts slightly. 1"...It meant to me that we were capable of trusting each other. Everything else was just extra. Besides, every time we've done anything with it I've just gotten you hurt by spacing out or not being able to handle it properly, so beh."
<DeathStar> 6* Cheryl looks at the floor. "Don't worry about it."
<Kit> <Chii> I will, damn it, however bitchy about you become." 6Downs the rest of the soda to add finality to the point!
<DeathStar> <Cheryl> Look. I've had two pilots in my lifetime, and I don't plan to ever have another. And I much prefer you over the previous one. So just take accept that.
<DeathStar> *and
<Kit> <Chii> Geez, not saying much.
<DeathStar> <Cheryl> ... 6* She looks at Chii. ".... I guess not." 6* She stands up.
* Kit eyes Cheryl. 1"Better than the last, but I'm bad enough to convince you that any others would be worse and it's best to just give up on pilots. Heheh."
<DeathStar> <Cheryl> No. I never wanted a pilot ever again before you came along.
<Kit> 6Chii blinks. That's enough to strike her dumb.
<Kit> <Chii> ...Yeah, I think... you said something like that before... The base was attacked, wasn't it a last resort anyway..?
<Kit> 6Chii peers at the floor.
<DeathStar> <Cheryl> ... I always felt death would have been better. For me, the bond ... ... forget it.
<Kit> 6Chii glances over at her. 1"...Tell me, won't you?"
<DeathStar> 6* Cheryl crosses her arms. "If I tell you, then I won't tell you about the candles." 6* She notes. Clearly not about to give away all her things
<Kit> 6Chii takes a glance to the candles, then Cheryl. The candles. Cheryl. The candles. Cheryl, pouting profusely. 1"Okay, that's not fair."
<DeathStar> <Cheryl> I'm a bitch.
<Kit> <Chii> I'll get on my knees and praise you the goddess of all bitches if you tell me both.
<DeathStar> <Cheryl> No.
<DeathStar> 6* Cheryl relaxes somewhat, getting her footing back now
<Kit> <Chii> Well damn, my dignity was already gone.
<DeathStar> <Cheryl> True.
<DeathStar> 6* Cheryl eyes her
<DeathStar> 6* Cheryl moves to the fridge, getting another soda for herself, and one for Chii. She moves back, holding out Chii's.
<DeathStar> <Cheryl> So, which will it be?
<Kit> <Chii> ...Can I double down?" 6Eyes the soda.
<DeathStar> <Cheryl> Double down? What the hell?
<Kit> <Chii> I know; I'll molest you into telling me!
<DeathStar> 6* Cheryl snorts. "Then I'll tell you neither."
<Kit> <Chii> Well fuck. It worked on Katrina.
<Kit> 6Chii rolls her eyes. 1"And me."
<DeathStar> <Cheryl> I'm not a horny slut.
<Kit> 6Chii scoffs. 1"Well excuuuuse me!"
<DeathStar> 6* Cheryl drops the soda on Chii
<Kit> 6Chii catches it. 1"The candles."
<DeathStar> 6* Cheryl nods once. "Fine."
<Kit> <Chii> The other thing... It's the past. The present's more important.
<DeathStar> 6* Cheryl takes a seat. "I'm working on finding a way to use my newfound powers more permanently."
<Kit> 6Chii pops the soda open. 1"...That's... it?"
<Kit> <Chii> You don't want to do that.
<DeathStar> <Cheryl> But I do.
<Kit> <Chii> No. You don't.
<DeathStar> 6* Cheryl shrugs. "I'm going to do it, Chii. And I don't want you to stop me."
<Kit> <Chii> You know that scar on your forehead?
<DeathStar> <Cheryl> Yeah, I'm well aware of it
<Kit> <Chii> Aware of who else has one?
<DeathStar> <Cheryl> Dias and Marcus.
<Kit> <Chii> Yeah. Aware of when it started happening?
<DeathStar> <Cheryl> I don't know. A few months back
<Kit> <Chii> A few months ago, what happened?
<DeathStar> <Cheryl> They got dunked in a dark matter ball.
<Kit> <Chii> And we thought they were dead.
<DeathStar> <Cheryl> Yes.
<Kit> 6Chii gestures plainly. 1"What if they were?"
<DeathStar> <Cheryl> They're back now.
<DeathStar> 6* Cheryl opens her own soda, drinking from it
<Kit> <Chii> They felt different since. Like the big fucker we fought out in the open.
<DeathStar> <Cheryl> Well, if I start to become like Legion, I'll self-destruct.
<Kit> 6Chii narrows her eyes at Cheryl. 1"It's also gotten more apparent every time its used-- If you crank it open full-time..."
<DeathStar> 6* Cheryl sets the soda down. "Like I said, I'm doing this, Chii."
<Kit> <Chii> Then like the last time you tried to pull that crap, I'll be right there with you. I swear.
<DeathStar> <Cheryl> ... if you must.
<Kit> <Chii> as long as we're at an understanding.
<DeathStar> 6* Cheryl just nods once, not looking at Chii.
<Kit> <Chii> You have something they don't, though.
<DeathStar> 6* Cheryl glances at her.
<DeathStar> <Cheryl> And what's that?
<Kit> <Chii> Well, besides a brain.
<DeathStar> 6* Cheryl snorts.
<Kit> 6Chii waves dismissingly. 1"You've got me, whether you like it or not. When I was poisoned by that Weapon, we were intertwined somehow even though you apparently could ward it off. Maybe it's the same way."
<Kit> <Chii> I can devour things. If it makes me useful, maybe I can get rid of that.
<DeathStar> <Cheryl> Maybe.
<Kit> <Chii> So what're you doing with the candles?
<DeathStar> <Cheryl> I'm meditating and focusing the dark energy into the parts of my body composed of my Alpha abilities, so they'll run full time.
<Kit> <Chii> ..That takes candles?
<DeathStar> <Cheryl> I use them for mood stablizers.
<Kit> <Chii> ...Oh.
<DeathStar> <Cheryl> If it works, I imagine I'll get afflected more than Marcus and Dias, but if I can use attacks that are fully powered, it'll be worth it
<Kit> <Chii> ...In theory.
<DeathStar> <Cheryl> We'll see. Soon you won't be kicking my ass so easily, if it works
<Kit> 6Chii rubs her neck. 1"I ...don't have a spirit of my own, so I store all the residual I take in to use for my powers. But... I do this consciously.
<Kit> <Chii> If I just constantly tried to take it in, never mind that I'd be hurting others, but... I'm not sure I could contain it, you know? Be careful, Cheryl.
<DeathStar> <Cheryl> Yeah. Sure.
<DeathStar> 6* Cheryl finishes her own soda in one gulp
<DeathStar> <Cheryl> So there. I did the sharing thing.
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<Kit> <Chii> Hrmph.
<DeathStar> 6* Cheryl stares. "Now what?"
<Kit> 6Chii, perhaps still bitter at making a decision. 1"I'm proud of you." 6Glances off.
<DeathStar> <Cheryl> I doubt that
<DeathStar> 6* Cheryl sneers a bit, glancing at the ceiling
<Kit> <Chii> Well?
<DeathStar> <Cheryl> Well, what?
<Kit> <Chii> Aren't you going to try?
<DeathStar> <Cheryl> Try what?
<Kit> 6Chii scowls at her and gestures to the candles.
<DeathStar> <Cheryl> Not with you here, no
<DeathStar> 6* Cheryl stands and paces, moody again
<Kit> 6Chii facepalms.
<Kit> <Chii> Then let's go shopping.
<DeathStar> <Cheryl> No
<Kit> <Chii> There's this place down on sixth that sells these... um...
<DeathStar> 6* Cheryl looks at her
<Kit> 6Chii grins. 1"Well, you just need to see it!"
<DeathStar> <Cheryl> I'll pass.
<Kit> <Chii> I still have that card, by the way, since uh, Templar, or whatever his name is hasn't gone through all the old stuff yet.
<Kit> 6She makes an okay sign. 1"So I'll take care of it."
<DeathStar> <Cheryl> Somehow I don't think you listen to my words
<DeathStar> 6* Cheryl sneers.
<Kit> <Chii> Huh? What was that?
<DeathStar> <Cheryl> I said I don't want to go anywhere.
<Kit> <Chii> Of course. I know you'd love to go out with me.
<DeathStar> <Cheryl> Fine. Whatever.
<DeathStar> 6* Cheryl moves to her bedroom
<Kit> 6Chii grins after her, rising to go toss the cans away properly.
<DeathStar> 6* Cheryl returns after getting dressed in a shirt and jeans, and her brown coat. She doesn't look pleased, but doesn't say a word of complaint.
<Kit> <Chii> I'll take us. I brought a vehicle.
<DeathStar> <Cheryl> Whatever.
<Kit> 6Chii leads outside, where she gestures. 1"Of course, I took it without asking, so it's one of the confiscated bikes."
<DeathStar> 6* Cheryl eyes it
<DeathStar> 6* She turns for her own car.
<Kit> <Chii> Keys were in the evidence room-- Hey, where're you going?
<DeathStar> 6* Cheryl gets in the passenger seat of her car
<Kit> 6Chii stares, then sighs and goes for the other side. 1"...I took it from the base, not a police station, geez."
<DeathStar> <Cheryl> I'm not riding on a bike.
<Kit> <Chii> Why not?
<DeathStar> <Cheryl> Because I don't like bikes.
<DeathStar> 6* Cheryl tosses the keys at her, and glances out the window.
<Kit> <Chii> ...Beh, they're fun. Quick, light, can feel the breeze...
<Kit> 6Chii succumbs and starts the car.
<DeathStar> <Cheryl> I guess I suck the fun out of things
<Kit> <Chii> You try so hard.
<DeathStar> <Cheryl> You know it, Phae.
<Kit> 6Chii looks back and rapidly brings them out of the lot entirely in reverse, then shifts quickly and accelerates them away from the residency.
<Kit> 6Chii eyes Cheryl, but decides not to call her on that. She knows well enough it'd probably bring up something bad.
<DeathStar> 6* Cheryl sits there, quietly seething in her own way, but not letting it cross over in the bond
<Kit> 6Chii brings them through downtown Tokyo, happening on a shopping district. She parks the car and sets a meter, then has them walk several blocks to a particular place. A place that has stylish, or at least for those enthused by such things, mostly-black dresses.
<DeathStar> 6* Cheryl eyes the place.
<Kit> <Chii> C'mon, they have awesome stuff.
<DeathStar> <Cheryl> ... 6* She sometimes manages to forget Chii's obsession with goth dresses
<DeathStar> 6* Cheryl shoves her hands into her coat pockets, and follows Chii inside
<Kit> 6Chii seems to make a fist and gestures joyously when they enter to a crowd of people seething about the racks and such, but also the familiar sound of camera clicking over and over, lighting set up and a false screen put up in a section to itself. 1"Sweet, it's still here."
<DeathStar> <Cheryl> The hell?
<Kit> <Chii> It's an introductory shoot... a sort of promotional thing, you know? For real enthusiasts looking to try and model, they do this every few weeks and kind of screen the locals for prospects.
<DeathStar> <Cheryl> And you want to model?
<DeathStar> 6* Cheryl peers at her
<Kit> <Chii> Hm... I wonder. Think I could?
<DeathStar> 6* Cheryl shrugs.
<Kit> <Chii> Tch. Thanks. Thanks a lot.
<DeathStar> <Cheryl> Sorry. I don't really judge women by their looks
<Kit> <Chii> That's why I brought you.
<DeathStar> <Cheryl> Eh?
<Kit> 6Chii runs over and viciously shoves her way through some people. Many give her death glares, to which she returns and most back off, staring incredulously like they eyed death itself. She practically yanks one of the set people off their feet and begins exchanging words with him.
<DeathStar> 6* Cheryl watches her go, her eyes narrowing somewhat.
<Kit> 6Chii navigates her way back to Cheryl.
<DeathStar> <Cheryl> That better be for you.
<Kit> 6Chii reaches out lightning quick to snatch Cheryl's wrist.
<DeathStar> 6* Cheryl stares at Chii, and a wave of hostility crosses the bond. Real hostility. "Let. Go."
<Kit> <Chii> Both.
<Kit> 6Chii tilts her head, eyeing Cheryl scrutinously. 1"What's with that? You don't think you have to wear a dress or something, do you?
<DeathStar> <Cheryl> I don't want to be in front of cameras period.
<Kit> <Chii> Aw, c'mon. It's just one-- And like hell I'd let them keep it. I'll swipe the film before we leave. It's just for fun."
<DeathStar> 6* Cheryl sneers. The hostility remains like a coiled snake. "Fine."
<Kit> 6Chii leads Cheryl through the people. She wonders why it was so much easier with Cheryl in tow, but shrugs. 1"This is her."
<Kit> 6The cameraman looks over and instantly looks deathly ill.
<DeathStar> 6* Cheryl stands there. As if realizing her hatred and hostility is leaking through the bond, she clamps down on it, and like that, it's gone.
<DeathStar> 6* She eyes the cameraman.
<Kit> <Cameraman> Uh.." 6He calls for his assistants and gestures at Cheryl and Chii. One walks off, probably an intern not paid enough. The other must have something to prove, because she studies them with a stern expression. 1"Okay... S-So you do this often?"
<Kit> <Chii> Nope.
<DeathStar> 6* Cheryl crosses her arms, closing her eyes. Her face looks bitter
<Kit> <Assistant> ...S-So what styles?
<Kit> <Chii> Gosurori works best for me.
<DeathStar> 6* Cheryl, probably not having a clue what that means, says nothing
<Kit> 6Chii eyes Cheryl. 1"...Something without a skirt."
<Kit> 
<DeathStar> <Cheryl> I'm not taking these clothes off. 6* She states.
<Kit> 6The assistant stares, gulps, then motions for them to follow her into the back.
<DeathStar> 6* Cheryl opens her eyes upon saying that
<Kit> <Chii> Aw, you agreed a moment ago.
<DeathStar> <Cheryl> ... 6* She clamps down harder on the bond. "I'll wait here for you." 6* She says tersely.
<Kit> <Chii> It won't look good if it's just me, we have to match." 6She scowls, hands to her hips.
<DeathStar> <Cheryl> Then we won't do it. 6* She begins to walk off.
<Kit> 6The assistant peers between them, retreating a step to secure her life, then heads into the back.
<Kit> 6Chii moves after her. 1"C'mon Cheryl... I had to figure out when best to bother you and everything to make it here for one of these..."
<DeathStar> 6* Cheryl whirls on her, practically seething. "Perhaps these people would prefer I wear my uniform and have blood on my hands." 6* She states. "That's probably what they envision as it is."
<Kit> 6Chii blinks. 1"That's what you're thinking?"
<Kit> <Chii> You ever think it's just because you look utterly ticked and that's the kind of feeling you're giving off?
<DeathStar> 6* Cheryl sneers. "And you don't really care at all that this pisses me off, do you?"
<Kit> 6Chii backs off a step and looks sullen. 1"...'Course I do... but.."
<DeathStar> <Cheryl> You want to do it.
<Kit> <Chii> Yeah. There's just some things like that. I know you hate things like this but... who else could I ask..? Honestly?
<Kit> 6Chii rubs her neck. 1"...Just want to spend a little time with you here and there. Doing different things."
<DeathStar> 6* Cheryl just nods once. "Sometimes I find it hard to separate the friend from the pilot." 6* She says coldly, and moves back to do the picture
<Kit> 6Chii sighs slightly... and follows her toward the back room. 1"...Always friend first." 6She mumbles it.
<DeathStar> 6* Cheryl steps into the back room, taking off her coat and throwing it to the side
<Kit> 6The assistant has partitioned the room with a stage prop curtain. 1"Um.. if you'll both choose a side. You uh.." 6She gazes at Cheryl, forcing herself to smile and overcome the glaring woman's gaze. 1"...Don't need to take the stuff you have on off, if you don't want to. I have something that can go over it, but if you'll just change shoes."
<DeathStar> <Cheryl> Fine
<DeathStar> 6* Cheryl kicks off the boots with a stomp and a snap
<Kit> <Chii> Damn that's practiced." 6Groan.
<Kit> 6Chii ambles off and around to the left.
<DeathStar> 6* Cheryl brushes back her bangs so the scar shows well
<Kit> 6The assistant gazes at Cheryl, peering at the scar thoughtfully. 1"Hey, that's interesting..."
<DeathStar> <Cheryl> Glad you like it. Want one? 6* She asks her.
<Kit> 6The assistant winces, then gestures for her to come over to the right side-- she reaches over to a standing shelf and rotates through several things before yanking various articles out. She holds up something based off an old officer's uniform from a very, very long time ago, simple trousers, but a very ornate coat.
<Kit> 6Shuffling is heard on the other side of the curtain.
<DeathStar> 6* Cheryl eyes it
<Kit> <Chii> How the... Hey, how do I-- gahh!" 6A thud is heard. 1"Son of a bitch."
<DeathStar> 6* Cheryl snatches it and moves to put it on
<Kit> 6The assistant moves out a part of polished boots with golden buckles for Cheryl then inches around the curtain to help the fox in distress.
<DeathStar> 6* Cheryl puts the boots on and waits.
<Kit> <Chii> Ohhh. I got it.
* Sera|SleepingCabbit is now known as Sera|WorkingCabbit
* DeathStar vows to destroy all cabbits
<Kit> 6The assistant wanders back over and eyes Cheryl. 1"Hee, it works for you... just something else, sit here would you?" 6She gestures to a chair.
<DeathStar> <Cheryl> ... you touch me, I won't touch back pleasantly
<DeathStar> 6* Cheryl sits
<Kit> <Assistant> Um... I'm just going to add some touches. I won't do anything. Certain kinds of make-up help make pictures more photogenic, and I want to style your hair a little to go with the outfit. You can do whatever you like after... I have to help the other in a moment when she's done.
<DeathStar> <Cheryl> No makeup. No hair-styling
<Kit> <Assistant> But.. It'll look really good!
<DeathStar> 6* Cheryl looks at her dangerously.
<Kit> <Chii> Actually I know what she's talking about. Without it your face'll be shiney and glare in the picture.
<DeathStar> <Cheryl> Works for me.
<Kit> 6Assistant looks up and praises god someone knows what she's talking about, then sighs at Cheryl's reaction.
<Kit> <Chii> Loosen up... it's just one...
<DeathStar> 6* Cheryl closes her eyes. "Fine."
<Kit> 6The assistant looks unsure, like she's playing with a tiger. She grabs a comb, then begins fine-toothing Cheryl's hair, eventually sifting some wax-based product into it so that it sweeps to the side in front, mostly to the right, a bit to the left, exposing the scar, then feathers it about her ears, pulling it back and tying it with a black cord to a narrow tail. She goes back and brushes light amounts of a foundation.
<Kit> 6When she's done, she's made the scar more vivid and lined Cheryl's eyes to be dramatic, since it seems to be her strong point, then escapes to Chii's side before she's killed.
<Kit> 6The assistant appears at the other end of the curtain and gestures to both. 1"Okay, we're ready!"
<DeathStar> 6* Cheryl sits there, keeping her eyes closed, probably so she can't see what was done. She stands up, moving blindly toward the assistant
<Kit> <Chii> ...Woah. Cheryl, you look cool.
<DeathStar> 6* Cheryl's ire spikes.
<Kit> <Chii> Hrmph, maybe I should go for that type next time.
<DeathStar> 6* Cheryl opens her eyes finally
<Kit> 6Chii's staring at her with envy, to an extent, in a rather elaborate and corsetted predominantly black dress highlighted with white lace and layers. She's had more make-up applied to her, going for the flawless feminine features asians pull off.
<DeathStar> 6* Cheryl resists the urge to add red to that flawless look
<Kit> 6A hairpin headdress was added after leaving her hair flaired, black to match the makeup about to make her eyes seem larges and framed and the ashen shade on her lips, but otherwise her hair looks pretty normal. She's wearing heels for the first time since her arrival, and seems a bit jittery. The assistant hands Cheryl a belt with a decorated saber on it. Probably fake.
<DeathStar> 6* Cheryl eyes the belt, then puts it on without a word.
<Kit> 6She attempts to usher them outside for the screen where the cameraman gawks.
<Kit> <Cameraman> ..That's them?
<Kit> <Chii> Hey. Watch it.
<DeathStar> <Cheryl> I can probably kill you with this saber
<DeathStar> 6* Cheryl says casually
<Kit> 6The cameraman gulps, then gestures them into the screening.
<DeathStar> 6* Cheryl moves over to stand in the proper place. The bond is eerily silent, but it's probably still raging, knowing her.
<Kit> 6Chii moves to stand next to her. The cameraman facepalms. The assistant, sensing disaster runs over and moves Chii like a mannequin before she realizes what's happened.
<Kit> 6Chii's made to knee partially afront Cheryl, blinking, her hands set over one another and resting before her, her head tilted just a bit toward Cheryl, but looking up at the camera. The assistant looks to Cheryl, but then decides her apathetic kill-you look actually suits and runs off.
<Kit> 6The cameraman stares, glances at his redeemed intern, then stares again and moves behind the camera.
<DeathStar> 6* Cheryl waits, keeping perfectly still. She doesn't change her expression, but she don't go for a derailment of this, either.
<Kit> 6The cameraman takes several pictures in succession, then changes angles and repeats three more times, then nods. 1"Thanks, that's actually... good."
<Kit> 6Chii glances up at Cheryl. 1"...Okay, we're done, I guess."
<DeathStar> 6* Cheryl nods, and begins to remove the outfit right there.
<Kit> 6The cameraman stares.
<Kit> <Assistant> Um, follow me back into the room again and I'll remove the make-up. Your ...boots are in there, too.
<DeathStar> 6* Cheryl sneers, then begins to follow. Her coat as well, dammit
<Kit> <Chii> Yeah... and my clothes..." 6Peers at Cheryl.
<Kit> 6Chii shuffles along behind Cheryl, then goes to remove everything and change back to her casual clothes.
<DeathStar> 6* Cheryl tosses the outfit aside once back there, and then the boots. She puts on her real boots
<Kit> 6The assistant removes their make-up as stated.
<DeathStar> 6* Cheryl works to fix her hair back to normal
<Kit> 6Chii wanders around, nodding and smiling to the assistant, who returns to her old duties.
<Kit> <Chii> Thanks, Cheryl. Shall we?
<DeathStar> 6* Cheryl pulls on her coat and moves out
<Kit> 6In the store, Chii goes over and talks to the cameraman, before she leaves, the two are laughing, then she rejoins Cheryl and heads for the car.
<DeathStar> 6* Cheryl gets the car, slamming her door shut and glances out the window.
<Kit> <Chii> That wasn't so bad, was it?
<DeathStar> <Cheryl> It was great.
<DeathStar> <Cheryl> Reminded me of the photo shoots dear old father did with me to show off the Alphas.
<Kit> 6Chii reaches over to hand her a picture. 1"Sorry, but I don't plan on 'showing you off.'"
<DeathStar> 6* Cheryl glances at it, figuring appeasing Chii is the only real course of action left
<Kit> 6It's one of the frontal angles depicting the two. If not for obviously being them and decidedly both being females devoid of flaws, it would seem like some old picture taken of a couple after a homecoming, the emphasis by 'Cheryl' to show off the scar as something gained, rather than lost. At least, that's what the photographer said.
<Kit> <Chii> Don't know about him, but this was just for us.
<DeathStar> 6* Cheryl thinks 'just for you', but holds off on it. "Yeah." 6* She puts the picture in her pocket.
<Kit> 6Chii heads for Cheryl's place. 1"Now, I think I've annoyed you enough for one day. I'll let you get back to what you need to.."
<DeathStar> <Cheryl> Yeah...
<DeathStar> 6* Cheryl shifts in the seat
<DeathStar> <Cheryl> As a friend, I know I need to do stuff you like, but I can't help but feel pissed. 6* She says as if that were a fact, and that nothing can be changed
<Kit> <Chii> Yeah, I understand.
<DeathStar> 6* Cheryl eyes the window. "Especially that kind of thing."
<Kit> <Chii> ...Huh?
<DeathStar> 6* Cheryl shakes her head. "You know, if you got a puppy, I bet it would be less abusive."
<Kit> <Chii> Tomoe's annoying.
<DeathStar> 6* Cheryl eyes Chii
<Kit> 6Chii eyes Cheryl. 1"I'm not looking for a pet."
<DeathStar> <Cheryl> ...
* Kulix has joined #taw
<Kit> 6Chii grins. 1"Thanks for comin' along." 6She parks the car.
<DeathStar> 6* Cheryl makes a grunt sound and gets out of the car
<Kit> 6Chii exits the car and heads for the bike. 1"See you, Cheryl." 6She tosses the keys for her.
<DeathStar> 6* Cheryl grabs the keys. "Later." 6* She states, watching Chii
<DeathStar> 6* Cheryl turns and moves inside the apartment building
<DeathStar> -END-
Session Close: Tue Apr 01 09:20:32 2008

Session Start: Tue Apr 01 09:39:18 2008
Session Ident: #taw
* Logging #taw to 'logs\EsperNet\#taw.20080401.log'
<DeathStar> 6* Chii returns to HQ
* Xan|Gone is now known as Marcus`
<DeathStar> 6* Drake sits around in the rec room
* Marcus` steps into the rec room, chewing on something, the glances around. "Hey."
<DeathStar> <Drake> Yo
<Marcus`> It just me or is this place really quiet?
<DeathStar> <Drake> Uh... 6* He stares blankly.
<Marcus`> Yeah...*he goes silent, rubbing at his ear, then chomp chomp, more chewing* SO Drake, when are you going to get a girlfriend?
<DeathStar> <Drake> ... Uh.... 6* He rubs the back of his head
<Marcus`> What about Chii? She could totally handle you if you get what i'm saying. *he nods*
<DeathStar> <Drake> Uh, no, no I don't get you
<DeathStar> 6* Drake stares at him.
* Marcus` sighs. "Nevermind then. You're 18, right? How about Jen? She's only a few years younger."
<DeathStar> <Drake> Uh, no thanks.
<Kit> 6Chii parks the bike where she took it from and props it up.
* Marcus` tilts his head. "You're not really into relationships and all that, are you?"
<Kit> 6Chii then goes to return the keys from where she swiped them.
<DeathStar> <Drake> I haven't really thought about it
* Marcus` nods once. "It's worth it, you know, if you don't start dating some crazy person that freaks out if you talk to anyone else."
<DeathStar> <Drake> Oh. Was your ex that way?
<Marcus`> My ex? *he tilts his head, trying to figure out who Drake's talking about*
<DeathStar> 6* Drake stares back
<Kit> 6Chii nods at her handiwork, then proceeds down the hall toward the training room
<DeathStar> 6* Drake waves at Chii as she walks by. "Hi."
<Marcus`> Uh, i've been with a girl like that, yeah.
<Kit> 6Chii seems unusually happy, her hands behind her head and smiling cheshirely-- She pauses, turning toward Drake. 1"Oh. Hey."
<DeathStar> 6* Drake nods to Marcus. "Oh."
<Marcus`> Chii-Chii here is next in line to be my girlfriend. She doesn't even know about it either.
<DeathStar> <Drake> Really? I thought she was with Cheryl... 6* He sounds confused
<Marcus`> Yeah right, Cheryl isn't gay.
<DeathStar> <Drake> Oh.
<Kit> <Chii> Cheryl and I are BFF. She said so herself.
<Kit> 6Chii eyes Marcus skeptically.
<DeathStar> <Drake> B..F...F..?
<Marcus`> Best friends forever?
<Marcus`> Did you make her say that if she lost a bet or something?
<Kit> <Chii> Nope.
<Marcus`> Obviously she was high.
<Kit> <Chii> She was playing with candles, but there wasn't any incense.
<DeathStar> 6* Drake rubs the back of his head
<Marcus`> So you're best friends. That's great. It's still not girlfriends.
<Kit> <Chii> Uh. Okay?
<DeathStar> <Drake> I guess that kiss was a friend kiss. 6* He sounds confused
<Marcus`> Kiss? KISS? *he arches a brow, glancing from Drake to Chii*
<Kit> <Chii> Yep." 6Nods to Drake.
<DeathStar> <Drake> Girls are strange.
<DeathStar> 6* Drake shrugs
<Marcus`> Oh good. I would have hated to march over to Cheryl's and demand she stay away from my woman.
<Kit> <Chii> Are you high?
<Marcus`> I wish.
<DeathStar> 6* Drake watches the two with a look of a guy who's trying to keep up
* Marcus` claps his hands together. "So what're we going to do?"
<Kit> <Chii> I'm going to go start my training. I don't know know about you two.
<Marcus`> What? Training? Who the fuck trains anymore?
<Kit> <Chii> Those of us not infected with power-raising dark poisons.
<Kit> 6Chii squints. 1"I practice every morning."
* Marcus` stares at Chii. "Jealous? I could swap some fluids with you, if you want to be part of the club too."
<Kit> <Chii> No thanks. I need to watch over Cheryl.
<Marcus`> That makes 3 of us. She uses that stuff more often than Dias, and that's alot.
<Kit> <Chii> She wants to turn it on full-time.
<DeathStar> 6* Drake stares
* Marcus` arches a brow. "Not possible. She'll die."
<Kit> <Chii> From your auras, I'd say more than that.
<Kit> 6Chii props her hands behind her head. 1"She's going to, though. What'd you think she had a candle-appraising hobby?
<Marcus`> She'll die. Because we'll be forced to kill her. *he corrects*
<Marcus`> What the hell, Chii? You're just going to let it happen?
<Kit> <Chii> To an extent-- Yeah. Not like I can change her mind. Isn't that what you and Dias are for?
<Marcus`> Me? Doubtful. Dias, maybe. Just glad to see you're so worried she'll be mad at you that you're just going to let it happen.
<Kit> <Chii> Probably because if it comes to it, I'll draw it into myself if I need to. Can either of you do that?
<Marcus`> I doubt you can do that, Chii. This is much more different than just emotions.
<Kit> <Chii> Personally I'd prefer to take it to myself than to have her initiate another self-destruct.
<Kit> 6Chii stares at Marcus. 1"Yeah, emotions is all I could pull off while poisoned, nitwit."
<Kit> <Chii> How do you think I planned on acquiring a soul? It wasn't by eating them literally.
<Kit> 6She pauses. 1"...Wait, that's what you guys thought? Ungh."
* Marcus` stares at her, then glances at Drake.
<DeathStar> 6* Drake looks braindead
* Marcus` sighs, having lost his 2 to 1 advantage. He looks back at Chii. "I never tried to figure it out because it's not something i'm interested in. But hey, you want to be like an ignorant teen and not use a condom, then freak out and get an abortion when you end up pregnant, then go for it.
<Kit> 6Chii stares at Marcus like he's retarded now.
<Kit> <Chii> ...Riiiight. I'll... be elsewhere.
<Kit> 6She turns to leave.
<Marcus`> You don't let things happen that are dangerous. You work to prevent them.
<Marcus`> Even if they are inevitable, you work to prolong that until the absolute end.
<Kit> Then go 'prevent' Cheryl.
<Kit> 6Chii waves a hand and leaves.
<Marcus`> Are you retarded? Did you miss the part where she doesn't give two shits what I say?
<DeathStar> 6* Drake tunes back in. "I'm hungry." 6* He walks off
* Marcus` groans and walks off.
<DeathStar> -END?-
Session Close: Tue Apr 01 10:19:13 2008

Session Start: Tue Apr 01 18:06:43 2008
Session Ident: #taw
* Logging #taw to 'logs\EsperNet\#taw.20080401.log'
<DeathStar> Stardate: 10-588.8.3
<DeathStar> Location: HQ
<DeathStar> 6* Base stuff
<Kit> 6Chii stalks the halls, leaning her head in to spy on Warren's old office.
<DeathStar> 6* Paladin looks up from his desk as Chii opens his door to spy in on him.
<Kit> 6Chii slinks back behind the wall, her breathing escalated as if this were some spy movie.
<DeathStar> 6* Paladin pauses, raising a brow as he eyes the open door. He stands up and moves over, closing it.
<Seraphna> * Jennifer sits in the rec room, studying.
<Kit> 6Chii opens the door again.
<DeathStar> 6* Paladin, having not moved back to his desk, peers out the door now
<Kit> 6Chii slides out from the wall, snatches at Paladin's wrist and yanks him into a reverse hold behind the shoulders.
<DeathStar> <Paladin> Can I help you, Chii. 6* He asks after she finishes doing all that
<Kit> <Chii> You'll tell me where the child 'Ben' is, or else.
<DeathStar> <Paladin> Who?
<Kit> 6Chii gives him a shove forward and lets go, crossing her arms. 1"...Cheryl's kid. Find him, would you?"
<DeathStar> 6* Paladin eyes her, and he rotates his bad shoulder. "How would you propose I do that?"
<Kit> <Chii> I don't know. You're the military leader person. Have 'your people' check on it.
<DeathStar> 6* Paladin makes a hmm sound, taking his seat behind his desk. He eyes Chii, as if trying to decide what to do with her
<Kit> <Chii> ..." 6She begins tapping her fingers incessantly, becoming more impatient.
<DeathStar> <Paladin> And do you believe something bad has happpened to the child?
<Kit> <Chii> I don't know anything, which is why I'm asking.
<DeathStar> 6* Paladin nods once. He taps his datapad. "Find out what General Cheryl did with her child."
<Kit> 6Chii quirks her brow a bit. 1"General Cheryl?"
<DeathStar> 6* Paladin removes his finger, glancing at Chii. "That is her rank."
<Kit> <Chii> Wasn't she scaped for the last scrap?
<DeathStar> 6* Paladin just gives her a look. "If you want to talk to her about it, I suggest you ask her."
<Kit> <Chii> Talk to her about military stuff? She's not here, that's all I know. You'd think someone assuming her command might let the people beneath her know what the hell's going on with her when she ups and disappears. Especially since she's the only one around here I really care to listen to.
<DeathStar> 6* Paladin just taps his fingers a few times, then shakes his head. "If I hear anything about the child, I'll let you know."
<Seraphna> * Jennifer looks up a bit, as though someone had screamed out their own death sentance, then shrugs, going back to studying.
<Kit> 6Chii stares at him, then rubs her neck. 1"...Thanks, I think."
<DeathStar> <Paladin> Just forgo grabbing me next time. This is a military base and we have procedures and protocol here. You can at least respect them
<Kit> 6Chii deadpans. 1"Yeah, uh-huh. Just like I'm respected around here."
<DeathStar> 6* Paladin eyes her. "Don't think I'm going to let you make habit of it. I will put you in the brig."
<Kit> <Chii> I'll run away." 6Waves her hands. 1"Ooo, a brig."
<Kit> 6Chii mumbles. 1"Not like it'd be the first time. Think a house door's the only thing I can pick?"
<DeathStar> <Paladin> That's another option. I will take you off the team. 6* He states seriously.
<Kit> 6Chii gapes. 1"Wait, I'm on the team!?"
<DeathStar> 6* Paladin looks at her. "I suggest you leave while you're still ahead."
<Kit> 6Chii covers her mouth, her other hand hitting herself above the breastbone, stunting laughter. 1"Sorry, somewhere between everyone breaking off to live on their own, run away to space stations, dying or blaming me for defending myself, I forgot we were allies. I knew we worked together..." 6She turns, exchanging the laughter for a morose glare at the floor rubbing her head as she goes to leave.
<DeathStar> 6* Paladin just stares at her. It's hard to tell how much more she can say before he makes good on his words
* Kit has quit IRC (Ping timeout: 180 seconds)
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<DeathStar> 6* Paladin just stares at her. It's hard to tell how much more she can say before he makes good on his words
<Kit> 6Chii was leaving as saying that, so, she leaves before saying 'more' you know.
<DeathStar> 6* Chii escapes!
<Kit> 6Chii moves down the halls to the training rooms. To beat on things for a while.
<Kit> 6She takes on a rather serene look with a sigh after mauling a punching back until it begins leaking.
<Seraphna> * Jennifer steps into the training room, all studied out for the day.
<Kit> 6Chii steps back with a content sound, stretching her arms over her head as sand leaks to the floor.
<Seraphna> Jennifer> "Poor training bag..."
<Kit> 6Chii turns and stares at Jennifer, the serenity dissolving into utter apathy.
<Seraphna> Jennifer> "What's wrong with you Chii?"
<Kit> <Chii> Excuse me?
<Seraphna> Jennifer> "You look really unhappy. I think you woke me up yelling in the medbay too."
<Kit> <Chii> What're you talking about? I haven't been to the medbay.
<Seraphna> Jennifer> "Wasn't talking today."
<Seraphna> * Jennifer wiggles the fingers of her new hand a little and clenches it into a fist as she starts to stretch out. "You've been like this for a bit now."
<Kit> 6Chii twitches slightly, not recalling making any noise she's aware of. She also left directly afterwards, so shrugs. 1"What's it to you?"
<Seraphna> * Jennifer bends down and fixes her shoelace. "Well you're my friend, so if there's a problem I'd like to help."
<Kit> 6She stumbles slightly, then snerks. 1"Friend? Haa."
<Seraphna> Jennifer> "...What?"
<Kit> <Chii> So snubbing me the last time I was around was 'cause we were friends?
<Seraphna> Jennifer> "What are you talking about?" *she blinks a bit in concern* "What'd I do?"
<Kit> 6Chii twitches slightly. 1"Right. Just stay away from me. Nat seems to think that's best for you, anyway."
<Kit> 6She looks around, targetting another bag and moving for it.
<Seraphna> Jennifer> "Chii...?"
<Kit> 6Chii solidly strikes the bag with her knuckles, then yanks it back and sequentially strikes it medium, low, high with quick palms and turns, creasing it down the middle side with a shin kick. 1"...What?"
<Seraphna> Jennifer> "Are you like this because of how Cheryl's been?"
<Kit> <Chii> ...
<Kit> 6Chii stops, but avoids looking at her, one hand reaching up to rub her neck. Damn it's been sore lately.
<Seraphna> Jennifer> "Did something happen with her other then the mistake?"
<Kit> <Chii> ..Mistake?
<Seraphna> Jennifer> "The whole killing that guy thinking he was a shapeshifter, I saw it on the news."
<Kit> <Chii> Eh. Doesn't help anything, that's for sure.
<Seraphna> Jennifer> "I see... I noticed she hasn't been around. I've been needing to talk to her." *she sighs and sits on a bench* "How did I snub you Chii? Can I make up for it?"
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<Kit> 6Chii gazes over her shoulder coldly, forgoing the question by prompting her. 1"You need to speak to Cheryl..? Why?"
<Seraphna> "Ben, Dad told me to take care of him before he... died... and well... I was hoping to talk to her about visiting."
<Kit> 6Chii twitches and goes back to looking at the bag. 1"There's nothing to visit."
<Seraphna> Jennifer> "What are you talking about?"
<Kit> <Chii> Where Ben is-- Your guess is as good as mine.
<Seraphna> Jennifer> "...Huh? He's with Cheryl..."
<Kit> 6Chii turns, crossing her arms. 1"He's not. I should know-- And face it, she's not going to tell you."
<Seraphna> Jennifer> "What do you mean he's not with Cheryl? Cheryl's his mother."
<Kit> 6Chii just stares.
<Seraphna> Jennifer> "What Chii?"
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<Kit> <Chii> I'm not sure what part of common you don't get. Ben. Is. Not. There.
<Kit> 6Chii jerks a thumb at her chest. 1"It's my hair he pulled on every other day."
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<Seraphna> Jennifer> "Are you saying Cheryl got rid of him?"
<Kit> 6Chii rolls her eyes. 1"No, she got a call from Nat and now hides him in the closet when I show up."
<Kit> 6Chii turns and goes back to punching the bag.
<Seraphna> * Jennifer stares, "She... Ben..."
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<Seraphna> Jennifer> "This isn't happening..."
<Kit> <Chii> She decided it was best for him. Think otherwise?
<Seraphna> * Jennifer rubs her head, "Just gonna be a whole lot harder to fill my promise... he is my half-brother..."
<Kit> <Chii> Yeah? Sure a lot of relatives around her..." 6Bitter.
<Seraphna> * Jennifer looks at her sideways.
<Kit> 6Chii strikes the bag forward, shifts and hits it with her elbow, turns and hits it with the other, each time knocking it further back and up. A full-circle she knees it, hits it with her right elbow again, then strikes high with her foot, knocking it upward to tap the ceiling.
<Kit> 6She moves past it to avoid being hit on the way down, brushing off her arms. 1"He's not there. When I know, maybe I'll let you know."
<Seraphna> * Jennifer sighs a little. "Fine."
<DeathStar> -END?-
Session Close: Tue Apr 01 19:58:07 2008