Session Start: Sat Jun 10 13:21:16 2006 (H-1) [April 3, 2039 - 1010 local time] [A boring conference room in the upstairs Palace] The bus had been left for the team, but their driver disappeared, so one of the Ladies had to navigate the unwieldy vehicle back to the Palace. Everyone feels like they're going in circles, but this is where they dragged Lord Millimeter to after the mess in Ningyo City. He's been tied up in counseling sessions, and the team is cooling its heels waiting for a moment they can speak with him. Case files were sent up from downstairs, but for the moment there are more blanks than answers in them. [session start] * LadySnow idly skims through the files. * PrincessRoyal peruses files. So uh, do we have any idea what we're gonna ask him? * LadyBobOmb has scanned them with her E-I, and is reading it off of those. * LadyTwister paces a little, occasionally taking a moment to adjust her hat or kick her spurs along the ground, making them sing. As for file-reading, she's left it to Snow. "The basics, really. What he heard, what he felt that was off, things like that." A second local victim apparently has been identified - another employee of Harvest Wind Global Contracting. * LadyKiss is sitting down with different colored note cards and writing names, objects, and such on them. * PrincessRoyal glances up briefly, but continues reading, waiting to see what the other team members say. I wonder if we can match any of these powers with Ladies in the database... * LordFate jerks his head up, breathing heavily for a moment before taking a deep and purposeful swig from the soda he bought from a local vending machine. This is easily the fifth one he's drunk since joining H-1. The projectiles on the ninth story were definitely 100% U-235 ore. The special weapons group at H-4 is going apeshit. We shouldn't jump ahead that fast yet. The last thing we want is to get people nervous. Well we won't tell people why we're looking. But if it's someone we know... * LadyTwister frowns. "If it gets out someone's eyeing MGs, it'll get tougher to pin people down if it was rogues. And even with security like this, we don't know how deep the rabbit hole goes." * LadyBobOmb looks up for a moment from perusing data. "Princess Royal, ma'am?" Preliminary autopsies on the two victims on the roof killed by high- velocity impacts show water penetration and damage consistent with Ningyo attacks. The water recovered from the bodies matches the water found on the ground. What you think it's some big conspiracy now? ... Actually that'd be pretty sweet. Yes, Lady Bob-Omb? Nope, but we don't want people *thinking* that, even those who know about us. It gets people nervous. May I have permission to set up automatic data backups? I would hate for anything to happen and not leave records for the next group. The wariness of checking the Ladies in the database isn't warranted. Routine searches happen all the time. Sic one or two EIs on it. Granted. * LadyBobOmb nods. "Thank you." I'm just saying it's something to check. Even still. The situation's different. But we should not become obsessed... *yawn* ...obsessed with ma-- *yawns again* --sorry. Magical opponents. Keep options open. ... Hey you can use your EI things to find your PDA even if you lose it right? * LadyTwister sighs. "But you have a point. I just hope this incident doesn't spread any further." Think we could use that to find the PDAs that were taken? If a PDA is off, destroyed, or otherwise cut off from the 'net, standard location procedures will not work. * LadyBobOmb glances at Twister. "We should appear publicly, if we do, as part of H-2 investigations." We could at least find the last place they were at before they were disabled. Well, that's our cover. Just hafta do it in a way that doesn't get people more worried than normal. It would be ... worrisome, I think, if we were researching magical girls in-depth openly. It's something to look at. * LadyTwister makes another spur sing for a moment, looking back to watch it spin. We're H-1, who's going to question us if we want to look at some records? Because we're not H-1. We're H-2. Really, you guys are worried too much. So the fact that we have a cover means we can't do anything? * LadyKiss shakes her head letting others talk and starts pinning up the different colored note cards with the titles to a cork board. Then she starts to group them with other papers showing connections. Look, I'll look at the records right now. * LadySnow pulls out her PDA and hits random buttons trying to access the database. We can do a lot! It just takes some discretion. We shouldn't *look* like we're overstepping our bounds. * LadyBobOmb thinks for a moment. "Our cover is rather influential. But without that cover, H-1 would cease to be a covert group and lose a large amount of it's effectiveness." ... Chi, like this. Here. * LadyTwister walks over to Snow and taps in the proper command sequence for her. * LadySnow squints at it in concentration. "I would've figured it out." Eventually. I know. * LadyTwister pats Snow on the head, then sits on the edge of the table, glancing at random files. * LadyKiss frowns heavily. "Princess Royal?" * LadySnow tries to sort the list by powers and inputs the list of ones she thinks were used at the site. Yes? * LadyBobOmb frowns, then quietly puts away the PDA and closes her eyes. "For the moment, I think we should focus on the task at hand. Lord Millimeter." Do we know anything about the ambassadors that were supposed to be there? Well I asked what you guys wanted to ask him. If it's anything besides what you heard last. * LadySnow continues putzing through the database while she talks. Not much yet. Only what's in the files. We need to know what he heard, what he saw that could possibly factor in, and what he did afterwards. Perhaps ask about previous signs that might've made more sense in hindsight. There's his story. What his impressions of the situation are and his team for something like this to have happened. Maybe we can ask what he was doing and what lead them to that garage that night. Snow's EI takes the list and runs with it. Two Ladies are immediately flagged. Princess Flare (deceased), and Lady Spear. * LadyBobOmb pauses. "How stable is he? Will it be okay to fully talk with him?" He could know stuff that's not on file. They seem to be not connected to much besides getting the team there. I should hope he'd be stable enough to function. He -was- on this team until a few hours ago. Though there is likely reason he has been removed, as well. * LadySnow looks up info on the nature of Flare's death and if she could still maybe be alive. * LadyBobOmb nods. "Also what's not on file. The teams usual mode of operation, and if they have any extra practices they didn't keep on file." Maybe there was an information leak some where we can trace. Princess Flare was listed as deceased in 2011, though with no details. Royal, ma'am? Would be a good place to start. But... mmmn. This should be so simple, yet there's this wall of unknowns. Yes? Do you know anything about a Princess Flare? * LadySnow pulls up info on Lady Spear while she talks. ...funny you should ask . I've only heard mention of her. Why's that? * LadyTwister turns to Royal. "Let me guess, you've got an interesting story to tell?" Well, in t he early years, she was actually in command of the SDF for a short time, basically when I started. Really? Yup. It was an...interesting executive decision. So do you know how she died? Lady Spear is... a close match, but not a perfect one. She has a power to create and project large spears of metal - any metal - at velocities sufficient to kill most vehicles. But only spears. * LadyBobOmb takes one of the Bob-Ombs perched on her shoulder down, and holds it in a hand, rubbing it absently. That sounds... like it was quite a thing. * LadySnow looks up her current whereabouts. * PrincessRoyal quirks her lips. "No, or this would be much simpler. I wasn't that high in the command chain yet--all we ever heard was that she had died, and was to be replaced." Do you know anyone that would know? * LadyTwister drums her fingers. "Mmm. Nothing like more unknowns." Was it confirmed she was dead? * PrincessRoyal tilts her head back and squints. "Hmm." * LadyBobOmb opens her eyes, and sets the Bob-Omb down. It starts walking around, though not too far away from her. Meh. At the very least we can get what we can from Millimeter, then break down our options for investigating from there. * LadyBobOmb pulls out the PDA and looks up Princess Flare. "I dislike asking the question, but I don't want to eliminate the possibility that it's her without confirming it." We just need more pieces to this puzzle. We've only started and we don't know much more than circumstances and what we saw at the site. I seem to remember thinking there was something a little weird about it, It came from the Princesses at the time, and the Queen was involved, now that I come to think of it. Maybe we should ask them what they know. Seems like her and Lady Spear have matching powers for who could've done this attack. Hm. If the Queen had a say, prodding further right now might not be a good idea until we have more to go with. It's something to keep in mind, I suppose. Talking to Spear couldn't hurt. At least find out where she was tonight. Come up with good cover for it, first. She's not a suspect, as far as anyone outside of our team is concerned. A good idea. * PrincessRoyal nods approvingly. Not bad at all, yeah. * LadyBobOmb sets the H-2 PDA tracking Lady Spear for the last 24 hours, and if possible for the last 48. Hmm... she's too young to have had a connection to Flare before she died though... They could've met after though. Assuming Flare isn't actually dead. * LordFate nods. From the way he jerks his head up again, though, it probably wasn't in agreement. A pretty assumption. --big assumption, I mean. But... this kinda makes you wonder, though. Spear was on-duty during daylight hours for the last week, but didn't always take her PDA with her when off duty, notably last night. * LadyTwister crosses one of her legs, sitting more on the table. "We have a where, a what, a how, and a when.... but not a who, and especially not a *why*." It's possible, and entirely likely that the weirdness involving Flare has no connection. ... but. A motive would tell us so much, but we really don't seem to have one. Yet, anyway. This had to have been planned though. There's no such thing as a coincidence to Magical Girls. We just need to figure out who was doing the planning. * LordMillimeter bangs in through the conference room doors, but stops dead. "Oh, god, not another inquisition panel?!" Hi! I'm Lady Snow. * LadySnow smiles brightly up at him. * LadyBobOmb frowns, and glances at her PDA. then quickly looks up, and flashes LordMillimeter a dazzling smile. "Hello, Millimeter-sama." ^^ * LadyTwister looks over to Lord Millimeter, then rolls his eyes. "God, sit down. Relax. We're not going to eat your head, my friend. Lady Twister." She tips the brim of her hat. * LordFate puts his hand to his earpiece, most likely to help him concentrate, and babbles some gibberish into its mouthpiece, setting his EI to researching the company whose representatives were present there, and cross-referencing with Belgian, Russian, Indian, and African contacts. Mainly doing the others to hide his interest in Belgium specifically. Good morning, Lord Millimeter. Sorry to extend your stay. * LordMillimeter glowers darkly right back at Snow. He looks dead tired, like he hasn't slept in thirty hours. * LordFate blinks, and looks up, rising to his feet and offering a handshake. "A pleasure to meet you, sir. You look like I feel," he offers, in the manner of a commiserating joke. How are you doing? * LadyKiss puts on her best smile for Lord Millimeter. "Oh my, I don't think we are that bad. Have a seat please?" Princess... Royal, right? What the hell does the SDF want from me? * LadyBobOmb keys in some commands to check to see if Spear has someone she's usually with, and if so, try and trace them, and also if it can access Spear's home devices and check their usage. Then looks back at the Lord. Really... we're all in the same boat here, but this is important stuff we're handling. Just a few questions, and then you'll get to hug your bed like a long-lost girlfriend. God knows I want to. * LordMillimeter slumps into a chair at the end of the table. Oh, this isn't SDF business. Tea, Coffee, Anything I can get you at all? * LordFate remains standing, resting his arms on his own chair as he swigs some more caffeine--er, soda. Let's just get it over with. Indeed. * LadyBobOmb pets the walking bob-omb that suddenly appeared on the table absently. Right, right... * PrincessRoyal nods to the team. "Let's do this as efficiently as possible, so that we can all wrap up as soon as we can." Okay! Um. What happened? * LadySnow looks at Millimeter. * LadyTwister eyes Snow. I don't KNOW! I WASN'T THERE! * LadyBobOmb nods. "I understand that." Where were you? * LordFate snickers. I have a couple of questions, but I'll wait for Snow to finish. However, you know the team. You know how they work, and what it would take to decimate them so completely. Let's back up a little. Who exactly are you? * LadySnow still has a pleasant smile on her face. Just let us know what happened from your point of view, please. You have inside knowledge, even if you didn't see it happen. I said I was Lady Snow... We're an investigative group from H-2, Lord Millimeter. What we do is... classified. I shouldn't even have said as much as I did. * LordFate eyes Royal, opening his mouth to say something, but closes it again after turning it into a yawn. * LadyKiss shrugs and walks over to sit next to Lord Fate whispering in his ear. "Poor dear, they are handling him rather roughly." ...heh. Oh right, we're uh the new H-1 team. We're supposed to find out what happened to the last team. * LordMillimeter would be handsome, if he were not glowering so fiercely. *whispered* They are. Perhaps you can treat him more...gently, my dear. * LadyBobOmb blinks at Snow. Twice. * LadyTwister eyes Snow, raising an eyebrow. * LordFate snickers at Snow, again. * LordMillimeter looks at Royal. "Your Highness? Is that what this is?" ...hn. I'm afraid so. * LadyKiss bangs her head into Lord Fate's shoulder, sighing. "Some people are very, very brazen in their methods." And... I'm not on the team? * LadyBobOmb then giggles. "She always said the direct method was the best." Apparently not. Sorry. But um we really need you to tell us everything you know otherwise we're not gonna be able to solve this case. So uh please do that. Well, I suppose that works. But... look. Let's just get down to business, the faster the better. All I want to know is what you might have heard... and any signs and things from before the incident that might've made sense, in hindsight. * LordMillimeter slams a hand down on the table as hard as he can. You almost think you can hear a bone or two snap - but maybe it's the table frame. "FUCK! I am so SICK of being CODDLED!" * LadyKiss is putting effort into positing herself upright and looking neutral. She's failing horribly right now. Hey! Why are you yelling! * LordFate looks up. "Coddled, my Lord?" We're trying to be nice here. Not us... in general. He's a Lord, so you know he's been handled with kid gloves. * LadySnow continues smiling brightly. Oh, has he? Interesting. * LadyBobOmb looks quietly at Fate. "The Lords are treated as ... a rare, valued commodity." * LordMillimeter hisses at Fate. "You should know how it is. A Lord works to get ahead, and the goddamn LADIES won't let him into the field." * LordFate glances at LadyDestiny, who's smiling quietly. He rolls his eyes, probably at her. That's not really what we're hear to discuss though. Millimeter, darling, now's not the time. We need answers, not anger. You can vent when you're out of here. We didn't set the policy. But that doesn't change the situation any. Though - maybe - that's why I'm still alive. * LordFate shakes his head. "I fear I am new to this city, my Lord Millimeter. Thank you for the warning, though." His British accent is getting thicker, perhaps due to fatigue. Perhaps. That would be the common result of being kept out of action. Consider it a...small blessing for a bad situation. Now, you can help us get revenge for your Ladies. So please don't be mad at us when we're just trying to help you. Jump had me off where we expected the Belgians to deliver to. The station chief guy has some Yakuza contacts, and I was twenty klicks south watching that rendezvous point. * LadyTwister quiets down, idly tapping at her PDA to record. * LordMillimeter looks like he wants to spit at Lady Snow. * LadySnow ignores it with smile. H-3 brought the intel on the Belgians, maybe they screwed up that part. So you received this case from H-3? There were no groups or individuals who appeared to be expecting a delivery? No... it was actually an all-Security thing. H-4 had its little street battle with the euro embassies a few weeks back, and this was supposed to be a reprisal as well as a takedown of illegal operations. So it was a joint operation? Huh. Just a lead-flavored smack on the wrist. * LadyTwister chuckles, faintly. We coordinated with H-2, H-3, and H-4, at least on the prep side. H-4 was also on alert to task our requests. * LordFate nods. And blinks. Was there anything different about this case? *shrug* Black-bag ops against foreigners? Not... especially. What was off about this one, in your opinion? Like I said, all of Security had their fingers in this pie a little, and that seemed a little odd. Also, the smuggled item seemed particularly strange - what sort of biologicals would need to be smuggled in through diplomatic channels? Maybe that was just a cover. Your own instruments - not just intel from other security sections - confirmed biologicals? I would hate to think what would be so bad that it would need a cover of that scale. Though Lady Jump was always bitching about the European embassies, and how they were all filthy. You haven't had any all security operations before? Hm. That might be an angle. * LadyTwister idly scribbles that down inside her hand with a pen. I don't think anyone detected biologicals, per se. Something was being chilled, though. If it was a cover, the one team that would know what was going on would be H-1. Unless it came from all the way up, which is a bit more than I'd say we could extrapolate at this point. What did your instruments tell you? Well Sakura would've told us everything she knows, right? I haven't been with H-1 - WASN'T with H-1 long. About two months, so I don't know how normal that is. Hmm. So when did things go wrong? Hold on, let him tell the story at his own pace. We don't want to skip anything. Right. ...things went wrong when I lost contact with the team. They were assaulting the roof, and... *bzzzzt* Lost signal. Oh okay. I'm sorry. How much did you hear before that? Jamming? Any voices or names? * LordFate finishes off his soda and squints at Millimeter, clearly concentrating on his story very hard. They hadn't seen much - the meeting looked like it was happening on the roof, and they were going to go in and kick ass. Damn. Someone definitely came into this prepared. Not good. Jump seemed a little worried, but that was more that it was happening in the Ningyo's backyard. * LordMillimeter slumps. "I shoulda been there. Maybe I could have done something, saved one or two of them." How? Or maybe you could have died with them. You did what you could in the circumstances you were in. It's okay. One thing you learn, kid, is to never think of 'ifs' once the battle is over. From what I've seen of their powers, it's rather unlikely that anything you could have done would have changed the odds by much. It's possible, Millimeter, but what's done is done. We need to get some kind of justice served to whoever did this, one way or another. * LordFate continues, clearly on his own vein of thought and not what others are saying, "If you do that, you'll go nuts." He stifles another yawn. How long would you say before things went wrong and the radios cut out? Sounded like it was immediate. How long would I say what? Well did all three of them cut out at once? ...you'll have to ask the network techs. After Jump tallied the opposition on the roof, I just didn't hear anything more. Mmmmn. Damn it all. Nothing before aside from every division having a part, nothing after. So you didn't hear gunshots or anything? * LadyKiss frowns a bit. This wasn't looking good at all. * LadyTwister frowns, scratching her head. "There's got to be an angle here to get somethin concrete." Nothing, no, but the mikes were not set to pick up secondary sounds - that gets very distracting in combat. Mmm. So what can you tell us about your targets? * LordFate blinks, looking at Kiss a bit confused for a moment, then shaking his head and whispering something. * LordFate stands up straighter, shakes a bit, and goes back to trying to concentrate on Millimeter's story. The Belgians were... well the one guy was their intel chief of station, covered as a tech. He didn't seem like much of anything, and H-3 had definite records of him purchasing various drugs. We should get access to those records. * LadySnow makes a note. That yakuza group he bought from - the Control Fuzzy yakuza - were low-quality goons, third or fourth tier distributors. H-2 had looked once, but not bothered. Not bothered why? * LadyBobOmb frowns. They could have just been caught in the crossfire if they were just low-level nobodies. But it's worth double-checking. I don't know for sure, but the impression I got was they were just a street gang, and the district cops were better suited. Anyway, they were not at the meet point last night - could be they just were not a part of this play. * LadyKiss frowns a bit. "That doesn't sound the type that some one like that would buy from..." Any idea who was at the meet point last night? The other Belgian seemed to be a really slick intel pro - a courier, and one that H-3 regarded as worth watching. I don't know who the people the Belgians actually met with last night were. * LadyTwister makes a note of that as well. * LordFate shakes his head and forces his eyes open, eyeing his soda bottle mournfully and muttering a command for his EI to repeat the last three sentences anyone'd said to him. "...Hm. Has the Belgian embassy made any official comment, yet? Assuming they've been informed." Is there anything that really stands out in your mind, Dear? I'm not in the loop anymore, apparently. Sorry, sorry. More a general question than directed at you, my Lord. Does uh... *looks through her notes* Golden Harvest Global Contracting ring any bells to you? * LadyKiss laughs light heartedly. "We never are really in the loop. It just decides to be around some one for a short period." ...kinda like a noose. Who? Are they the people that made the biologicals or something? I don't remember the name. Two of the bodies that've been ID'd so far have connections to that group. * LadyTwister idly switches crossed legs, as one's starting to feel numb. "Hm... maybe seeing if there were more witnesses to people moving in and out." What about the group. The only thing queer that sticks out in my head, and this should be in the transcripts, was that Jump mentioned that she... felt something as she approached the parking garage. Right after that she had me call for backup, even though the others hadn't noticed anything. Midnight, in particular. Were those her exact words? What would it take to ambush them so completely that they never got a blow off? * LordFate opens his mouth as if he was going to say something as his eye focuses on his monocle for a moment, but then closes his mouth in favor of listening to Millimeter's response to the others' questions. Her exact words... 'did you feel that?' Something like that. Yes, that is odd. * LadyBobOmb nods. 'Feeling something' is usually due to Sea magic, but... everyone would've noticed it long enough to say something before the radios dropped, I imagine. And I don't remember if anything else sets our senses off. So then she sensed something? Hmmm. That close to the Ningyo? Lord Millimeter, have you ever seen Lady Jump land badly? Well.. Define badly. In a manner that caused her harm. I've seen her smash through a rooftop or two, and she had a phobia about muddy ground. But she always landed on her feet, and the landings never seemed to hurt her. ... yep. Interference. So then something had to have interfered with her jump... I see. I wonder if what she 'felt' is what made her land as she did. It could explain why the others felt nothing, if they were not using their powers. That's an interesting idea, Lord Fate. You have a point, Fate. Were any others as close to the biological as she was? *looking at his monocle as much as to anyone else for this answer* ...um. So... you're the new H-1? * LordFate nods absently to Millimeter's question. Yup! *shrug* I have no idea how close she got. Mmm. Anyway... this looks like a full team, then. And I'm not in it? Have you been given any new assignments yet, my Lord? They didn't say anything about you. So um if you think of anything else, please let us know. * LadySnow thinks for a second and looking at Royal. "Highness, do we get cards?" Shit. * PrincessRoyal raises an eyebrow at Snow. "...cards?" Sorry... trust me, I'd love to have more help, Millimeter. Business cards. But... eh, brass makes the decisions. So he can like call us if he thinks of anything. You know, like they do. * PrincessRoyal flips a couple playing cards out of nowhere. "I'm guessing you don't mean th--ah." If not, I would continue to operate under the assumption you're still assigned here. *winks* * LadyBobOmb blinks. And suppresses a yawn. I'm sure he, of all people, would already know. * LordMillimeter lurches up out of his chair. "Well, I'll just go crash, then. I can always go through the DDS's office if I need to speak to you." * LadySnow oohs and gathers up the cards to save for later. Yeah okay. Do that. ...Here... *mutters some gibberish, and his EI sends an e- contact number to Millimeter's PDA* You can reach me or Lady Destiny there, if you need to. * LadyKiss stands right up with Lord Millimeter. "Now a nap sounds good, but after you get some sleep there's a little spa downtown you should visit. It will do you good and take some stress away." Enjoy the rest. You look like you need an entire day off. I hope everything works out for you wherever they assign you next. Yes. And Millimeter, should you wish to consider a career change, I'd like to remind you that the SDF doesn't tend to adversely distinguish between our people by gender. If it was up to me I'd keep on the team for sure. If you remember anything after a rest, do let us know. ^^ * LordMillimeter bangs out the door, where he is immediately intercepted by several twenty-something women, who immediately start cooing over him. * LordFate chuckles. "Snow, I suspect that, were he on the team, neither of you would get much work done," he says, after the Lord is out of earshot. The door closes behind him. * LadySnow claps her hands together. Well that went well. * PrincessRoyal shakes her head at the cooing. Why wouldn't I? You're on the team, aren't you? It's not like I can't keep myself from staring at you. ... poor guy. * LadySnow she sticks her tongue out at Fate teasingly. * LadyTwister shakes her head as well. * LordFate chuckles again. "He's much...younger." * LadySnow cocks her head at Fate. "Well how old are you then?" * LordFate pulls down his lower eyelid behind his monocle and sticks his tongue out at Snow in retaliation. "Biiida." All things considered, we didn't get a lot, but at least we have some leads to go on. Princess Royal... do we get some time to actually sleep, now? It's a shame. I hear men of experience can offer more. Is that true, Lord Fate? Hm? I'm 23. Bah! I'm 22! That's almost the same age. And experience is always useful, Lady Kiss. You might have to show me some things then. * LordFate shakes his head. "Not quite what I --*yaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaawn*- - I me--*yawn*--ant." Lessee. I don't think there's anything else time-sensitive that we need to do at this point, and it'll probably do us a lot of good. What's that? Sleep. Do we get to go back to our apartments then? * LordFate ...s A *lot* of good. I feel like I'm going to drop dead if I stay on my feet much longer. I've got some leads to follow, first, I think. * LadyKiss smiles. "Oh I'm sure there are many things you could teach me, Lord. But, sleep sounds good right now." Well, if you’re sure. Ooh, what leads? Just some research. Spending some quality time with my EI. Maybe pester the techs about getting the interfacing permissions so I can connect properly to H-1's net. Figuring out Golden Harvest's angle, checking to see who came and left from the area... But... sleep! * LordFate nods to Twister's statement, rubbing his non-monocle'd eye. As long as you're functional when we need you. * LadyTwister ticks things off. "Maybe..." She pauses to yawn. "... maybe look into the Belgians a bit more, too." You can do that when you wake up. Remain accessible, guys. I'll give you a call when we're to get started again. * LadySnow nods. Righto. * LadyBobOmb yawns again. "I've got a theory that we can bluff that we have the package, and send a refrigerated unit to the Belgians and see if that could *yaaawn*" Yes ma'am! Highness! ... stir up anything. But that needs to be planned out more. Of course, ma'am. Chi, you know what this means, right? ...if I have to. I think I'm good for a couple more hours. I've made it four--*yawns, trails off mumbling* * LadySnow gets up and bounces over to Fate. "C'mon. Walk me home. You look like you could use the sleep too." * LadyTwister frowns, a tad. "Fewer nights at the bar." She looks... kinda sad about that. There's good, and then there's peak functionality. I want you at that, if possible. * LadyBobOmb stands, then lets herself fall. Onto Snow. Or as close to. ... wow, Chi. You're not wasting time. * LadySnow eeps as Bob-Omb falls on her. * LadyTwister snickers, collecting herself and turning the record function on her PDA. No! Ew! Not like that! I mean that uh... We should go home. To our separate homes. And. Shut up. * LadySnow sticks her tongue at Mari. * LadyTwister giggles, shaking her head. * LordFate glances sharply at his sister as she smiles mischievously at her brother. "Don't you dare..." he says to her. * LadyKiss smiles laughing a bit. I don't know where you live, Snow. I'm sure Destiny-- *yawns, losing train of thought again* ...Don't do it. We're 'sposed to stay transed 'til we leave work. * LadySnow pushes Bob-Omb back and off of her. Well you'll find out if you walk with me... * LadyBobOmb makes herself comfortable on Snow. The Bob-Ombs also readjust themselves to be standing on Kasumi, looking around protectively. Since we're a team now and supposed to be friends and stuff... I'm stuck with a bunch of crazies. Lucky me, lucky me. And... poor girl. * LadyTwister walks over to Kasumi and makes with the (attempted) picking-up. Kasumi... please... I'm gonna fall down... * LadySnow struggles to hold her up. Here, here, I got her. * PrincessRoyal eyes the threesome with amusement. * LadySnow is also very cold to lean on. * LadyKiss shakes her head. "It has been a rather long day, hasn't it?" Least you didn't have to show up after having been drinking... * LadyBobOmb doesn't seem to mind the cold. Might be because she's dressed in as little as she is on a regular basis. * LadyTwister sighs and promptly peels Bob-Omb from off of Snow before taking her place. "Is there somewhere I can leave Lady Sleepy?" Her house? Well, I don't quite know where she lives, so. Bob-Omb. * LordFate looks at his sister, expression almost seeming argumentative. "...Lady Snow, Destiny and I would be happy to escort you home. Perhaps we can help you take Bob-Omb home, too." We're H-1! I'm sure we can find out. Okay! * LordFate rattles off her address, assuming it's not classified to the point his EI can't find it. Mmmm. Mm? * LadySnow wraps her arm around Fates as she drags him to his feet. Please at least try independent locomotion. Yeah, I can kinda carry you, but I'd rather not. * LadyTwister also watches Chi move along and just snickers. * LordFate was already on his feet, actually, having been standing behind his chair. "Please do--oh, actually, never mind." He shivers a bit, but seems just a touch more awake at Snow's cold touch. * LordFate snickers as his sister glares at him. * LadyBobOmb uses whoever's carrying her for support to push off of, to gain some semblance of balance. "Ye... yes *yawn* ma'am." Sorry if I'm a little cold... It's refreshing. * LadySnow smiles at that. * LadyTwister rolls her arm a little as Bob-Omb pushes away, patting her on the back. "Just need to make it home, alright?" It's nice you are helping each other home. I'm happy to go home by myself though. Good night Princess, Highness General-sama. Ma'am. I promise we'll make you proud. Aww, you can go with us too Kiss! Heh. Thank you. And good night, or morning, or whatever. Sleep well, those who're getting some. * LadySnow checks her Queen watch. "I think it's almost afternoon now..." Close enough. You're getting some too! *pokes Fate in the side* * LordFate chuckles but otherwise doesn't respond. [end session]