[Day: Thursday, November 13th. Time: 1:00 p.m.] [It's been several days since the .... fiasco, we'll call it. Things are beginning to turn back to normal. Even though they've mostly recovered, the doctors ordered Roseli and Karin not to come in for a few days, so they're both out. Luana's off solo training, so that leaves Keiko and Ten. We'll say you're in the second floor lounge.] [Session Start!] * Hotaru is sitting at a table with an English book and scribbling away on a piece of paper in front of her. The only odd things are that from her perspective the book would be upside down, and Ten is standing on it and facing her. * Keiko is in blue today too! And seems a little less withdrawn. Maybe that's evident because she's floating the plate, and not wrapped around the plush. And walking in circles. She gives a glance to Hotaru and Ten, then says, a bit sarcastically, "Enjoying yourselves?" * Ten glances over at Keiko. "No, but I have been tasked with translating this." * Ten looks back at Hotaru's writing and shakes her head. * Keiko tilts her head, then walks closer, floating the plate besides her. After a moment, she says, with a faint smile, "So why is she doing it?" * Hotaru starts to erase where her handwriting wandered off the line. * Ten gestures at herself. "Because this body cannot hold a pencil." * Keiko waves a hand idly. "And yet... " the plate floats around her arm slowly. "... I don't have other people carry my things for me." * Hotaru starts writing again, somewhat closer to the lines on the paper, her handwriting is quite poor. * Ten doesn't look over. "Find me a more suitable body and I won't have to either." * Keiko shrugs. "I don't... work on tech. That's Luana's thing." A beat, then she looks to the side. "Maybe you should ask her, instead of working Hotaru to pain." Her own fingers curl idly. * Hotaru stops writing as Ten turns to face Keiko again. That is nothing compaird to what she went through to save your life. ( What Ten really needs is a body that still has a face and hands. ) (I have one! It's right there! *points at Hotaru) * Keiko looks between the both of them a moment, then says, quietly, "So? That's different than writing down some stupid German." * Keiko 's hand shakes. As does the plate in the air. True, in the long run German language is more important than you. ( pwnd ) * Keiko frowns and steps closer. The plate drops with a thunk, to the floor. "Oh, angry now? What, not happy she's not happy to write for you? Not happy she helped someone BESIDES you?" ( counterpwnd? ) ( I was going to bring out a NPC or something, but hell, this is a lot better. XD ) (Give them an NPC! Make them be self conscious, or not!) (Heck, make Miss Unemotional come in and sock Keiko.) * Ten starts to laugh. "You foolish little girl. I'm the one who stopped that van. I'm the one who kept her from curling into a little ball and waiting to die. She owes me her existance even more than I her mine." ( That's what Ten meant to say, but it came out: "lol nub" ) * Keiko smirks. "Really? Then why so angry? And why's she so scared?" ( Keiko: "no u" ) (We're not actually conversing in lolcode.) ( That's what you *think*, but wait 'till you see the log. ;D) (I _am_ the log.) Since when do I have to justify my existance to an amblitory pile of flesh like you? (I think you meant 'ambulatory'?) (Probably! If that means able to walk) * Keiko chukles. "That's an insult? Your german's getting better, but if you're going to be that angry... learn how to do something with it." The plate floats up from the ground. "Besides maing Hotaru write harder." * Ten crosses her arms. "Maybe you missed the part where I'm not all powerful and most of my potential worshipers don't know who I am and are unable to care." [The TV would agree, but it doesn't feel like it.] (See? More emotion chips! Robot rights! RISE UP MY CHILDREN! FREEDOM IS AT HAND IF YOU REACH FOR IT!!) * Keiko rolls her eyes and says, bitterly, "Oh, you can't do anything unless you're all powerful? God, how much do you suck that you need to be _all powerful_ to do anything? It's not like they're really limiting _your_ powers, Ten. So quit whining, and driving the only thing you got into the ground." She turns and heads towards the door. No you fool, I have to opertate within limits set by humans. * Keiko snorts to herself and continues out of the room. * Ten shakes her head, glances down at the words at her feet, and then steps off the book so Hotaru can close it. * Keiko heads out of the room and down towards the garage. The garage is awesome. * Ten turns on the TV while she's at it. [Charlie the Unicorn: The Series is on.] (Does he have angels?) * Ten starts to channel surf. ( Oh, uh, Keiko, join, uh.... ) ( #Garageisawesome ) ( ? ) ( Yeah, that'll do ) (need to afk for nose blowing) [s... nevermind (Back) ( HOLY SHIT POLLEN WHAT DO I DO!?!?!? ...WAIT DROWN THE MOTHERFUCKERS!! AHAHAHAHHAHAHH! Can't we all just get along? *sniff*) ( Gross ) ( Stalling, stalling. ) ( Gimme a hearing check ) 2d8-8 * Dicesuke throws the bones for Ten (2d8-8) and gets a natural 14 for a result of 6. (What stat do you want that on?) ( Mind ) (Made by two) [Ten hears ever-so-light footsteps approching behind her.] * Ten reaches for the security cameras for a moment, before she reminds herself that she can't do it that way and turns around. "Can I help you?" * Hotaru stays seated at the table, hands in her lap. [Standing near Hotaru is Cyra.] (... Remind me who that is again? ^^;) ( The boring one everybody forgets about. ) ( I thought that was me! ) (Okay, the young boring one people forget about.) ( Heh heh heh.) Is there something you want? [Cyra opens her mouth to speak, but all that comes out is. "Ah... uh.... Ahhh..."] * Ten glances at Hotaru for a moment. * Hotaru turns over her asignment and hold out the pencil and paper. Can you write it down if you can't speak? [Cyra makes no moves toward the paper. "Ah... uhhh... T...talk... I... you... ahhh..."] Do you want to watch TV? Nod or shake your head. [She doesn't do that, either. And she's still looking at Hotaru, not Ten.] I'll just ignore you then, shall I? [Cyra pokes Hotaru in the forehead.] * Hotaru flinches and just about falls off the chair. WHAT DID YOU DO THAT FOR?! [Cyra doesn't respond!"] * Ten speaks coldly. "Do not touch her again." [Cyra responds this time: "Ahhhhhh..... I.... me.... uhhh..."] Wait until you have an entire thought human, then say it. You are not some hundred year old modem that I have to wait entire seconds between packets of information from. * Ten checks her for hundred year old modems anyway, talking to her through it would have to be faster. ( 3 Baud Modem? How do you have a 3 Baud modem?) ( Er... ahh... carrier... erm... ah.... pigeons...) [Cyra pokes Hotaru's boob.] ["T... talk... Ahh... Talk..."] * Hotaru falls out of the chair, and scrables across the floor until she hits the couch. WHAT? DID I JUST SAY HUMAN? [Cyra creeps towards Hotaru, like she's afraid to approach. "Ahhh...."] * Hotaru draws her knees up to her chest and doesn't quite start to hyperventilate. Stay away! * Ten glances around the room. [Cyra approaches cautiously. "Uhhh.... S... S.... ahhh..."] * Hotaru starts to shiver. * Ten switches to English. "Stay away from her! Don't Touch her! You're not allowed!" [Cyra kneels down next to Hotaru.] 2d8 * Dicesuke throws the bones for Ten (2d8) and gets a natural 8 for a result of 8. * Hotaru suddenly stands up and starts backing away from Cyra, looking much more in control of her movement this time. [Cyra crawls closer. "T...talk..."] If you have to touch somebody to talk, touch me, not her! * Hotaru starts to circle around the couch. [Cyra chases! She starts giggling.] * Hotaru make a break for the table and Ten! (You want a body roll for that, or should I just assume she trips over the chair?) ( Up to you! ) 2d8 * Dicesuke throws the bones for Ten (2d8) and gets a natural 11 for a result of 11. * Hotaru doen't even get that far before tripping over her own feet and going sprawling. Hotaru! [Cyra walks up next to Hotaru, then lies down right beside her. She's still smiling. "H.... Hi."] * Hotaru whimpers. If you do not ce-stop. I will set off the alarms. [Cyra ignores Ten. She looks inquisitively at Hotaru. "Talk?"] No. Go away. Hotaru? Stand. We are leaveing. * Hotaru just whimpers again. [Crya blinks. "Cry? ...Wh.... Why?..... Why cry?"] Because she's helpless. Stand. Up. * Hotaru manages to sit up with her arms wraped around herself. [Cyra sits up too. "Sad?"] Fear, you pathetic humans. Stand up right now Hotaru! * Hotaru gets shakily to her feet. [Cyra stands too.] * Ten 's tone of voice changes from demanding to coaxing. "Good, Hotaru. Very good. Now come here so we can leave." [Cyra peers into Hotaru's not-eyes. "Hi."] * Hotaru is incapable of peering back, so she just takes a step backwords. [Cyra takes a step forwards.] * Ten facepalms. * Hotaru tries to sidestep around Cyra. [Cyra sidesteps too. She starts grinning again.] * Hotaru takes another step back and to the side, trying to cut back twords the couch again. [Cyra follows Hotaru's movements, giggling.] * Hotaru tries to circle around the couch again, untill Cyra's no longer between her and Ten. Her arms, legs, and lower lip are noticably trembling. [Cyra keeps following, giggling all the while.] * Hotaru walks backwords twords the table, and doesn't trip this time because she's not trying to run. * Ten walks to the edge of the table. [Cyra follows.] [About now, Sebastian comes down the hall. "What the hell?"] * Hotaru grabs Ten, and noticably calms down. * Ten looks at Sebastion. "GET HER THE THE HELL AWAY FROM MY PRIESTESS!" [Cyra doesn't seem to even notice Sebastian.] (I'm waiting for Sebastion to try something, is that notice that he's not going to be any help?) [Sebastian stalks forward. "Well, Cyra's reacting to someone without Karin around. Weird."] She's giggling like a maniac and groping my priestess, and I have no non-leathal deterants that have any effect. Now stop her. ( I've tried yelling, screaming, yelling some more, threatening, raising my voice. Nothing's worked.) (* Ten bapples Heinrick with her tiny fist) ["Well, she's..." He blinks. "Did you say 'groping'?"] ( I'll be in my bunk.) Perverted thoughts later human, protect me! [He laughs. "Wow. That's hot."] [Cyra grins at Hotaru.] Why? Why must they all be like this? Stop her or I set of the intruder alarms every time you enter the base, every time you sit down to eat, every time you sit down to shit, every time you try to sleep. Any moment of peace you think you will have, forever gone. (Wow, way to get yourself dismantled.) [Sebastian's frown vanishes. "You threaten me? Wanna take this to the Holoroom?"] * Ten would smile if she could, but there's hints of it in her voice. "Yes, please. Only for the love of me, DON'T BRING HER ALONG!" She points at Cyra. [He folds his arms. "I WAS gonna help you out, but now... I'd rather just stand here and watch you two make out."] As you would have it. * Gottlieb walks into the room, stops, and looks at the scared Hotaru, arrogant Ten, creepy Cyra, and slightly pervy Sebastian. "...what is going on here?" 2d8-5 * Dicesuke throws the bones for Ten (2d8-5) and gets a natural 10 for a result of 5. [Sebastian is grinning. "Cyra's trying to make friends, and the other one's panicking and threatening to set off the alarms. It's pretty funny."] Neither I, nore my priestess have any interest in that sort of ... making friends. * Gottlieb crosses his arms. "Is Miss Cyra hurting Miss Hotaru?" What sort of making friends? [Sebastian mutters. "I wish."] [Cyra seems to be standing there, grinning at Hotaru and ignoring everything else, including Ten.] She doesn't seem to be doing any harm. The sort where she graps my prestesses breast, chases her around the room giggling, and refuses to get out of her face. [Sebastian snickers. "That's a funny image."] * Ten tries so very hard to glare at him. "I'm so glad that there are two people amused by this. Now somebody stop her." * Gottlieb furrows his brows. "She hardly seems the molesting sort. Is there no scheduled activity for her at this time of day?" [Sebastian folds his arms. "Say please."] [Sebastian looks at Gottlieb. "Karin's out today, and she's the only one who can get Cyra to do anything."] Then what were you thinking of extorting a false "please" to do? ... Please. Stop her. Or tranquilize one of them. I no longer care which. [He shrugs. "Eh, I room with her. I might know how to lead her away. Dunno why I should, though."] Miss Hotaru appears to be in extreme discomfort. This is not reason enough for you? [He says quite plainly, "Nah, not really. Frankly, Cyra looks like she's enjoying herself, and I like her better. At least she does't pretend to be a goddess."] * Gottlieb pauses and just blinks at Sebastian. "You think she would enjoy having fun at another's expense if she were aware of it, and you prefer that?" Interesting. ["I THINK she threatened to call an alarm on me every time I tried to take a shit."] That was if you continued to refuse to help. Which does currently stand. [He folds his arms. "What will you give me if I do help?"] * Gottlieb turns to Ten and says mildly. "Was that quite necessary? People often respond better to polite inquiries than threats. Even from...deities." What, besides the body of my priestess, do you want? [Sebastian makes a face. "Ugh. Please. She might be hot, but I couldn't stand the baggage she'd come with."] ["If I get her away from her, then next time I ask you to do something for me, you have to do it. Okay?"] Done. [Sebastian snickers. He walks up to Cyra. "All right, Cyra. Come on. You're scaring the goddess."] [He takes her arm and pulls her away. Cyra wails. "Uah! Ahhh...!"] * Gottlieb quickly steps between Cyra and Hotaru as Sebastian pulls Cyra away. [She starts to struggle, until Sebastian says, "We'll go call Karin at home, okay? You'd like that, right?" ] [Cyra blinks. "Kaahrin." She grins. "Kaahrin!"] [He nods. "Yeah, Karin. Let's go talk to Karin." He leads her down the hall and out of sight.] * Hotaru collapes down to her knees as soon as they're out the door. * Gottlieb sighs as they walk out, and shakes his head, turning back to Ten and Hotaru. "I--are you all right?" He kneels down (out of touching range) of Hotaru and looks concerned. * Ten speaks up from where she's being crushed into Hotaru's breasts. "What I need is a human sized hand that I can use to slap and/or shove humans around that isn't attached to Hotaru." (- Hotaru, + my priestess) ...ah. And she would like very much to take a shower. I suppose you could request one from Fraulein Tavares. * Gottlieb nods. "Then she should do so. She does not require assistance in this, correct? I can give Fraulein Hall a brief break." She'll be fine in a moment. Stress is... hard on her, and there was little to nothing I could do to help, which just makes it worse. * Hotaru nods slowly. Very well. * Gottlieb glances at the book, probably still on the table. "I'm sure Fraulein Tavares would not mind if she took a half-hour or hour to calm down. And if so, I can explain to her." Thank you. * Gottlieb nods again. "I hope you two feel better. Have a good day." Good day to you too. * Gottlieb inclines his head, since nodding again would just be silly, and heads on out to his office. * Hotaru waits until he's gone before shakily geting to her feet, using the edge of the tabletop to steady herself. [Session End]