You have just entered room "briansdamnsecretary."
PapatymisonN has entered the room.
Arch mage144 has entered the room.
Arch mage144: Screw you and your inability to read my more or less drunken mind to know what I was going to call this chat.
Syra Zemyla has entered the room.
Besyanteo: I tried, but all I got was something about elegant spinning pino grigio.
CGNakibe has entered the room.
CGNakibe: (And now for a remake of a classical tale.)
Lithaladhwen: Oh, pinot grigio.
Lithaladhwen: *sips*
Arch mage144: Tonight I have been consuming alcohol in a variety of forms.
CGNakibe: (James Silvar and the Giant Peach)
Besyanteo: Ah, a letter away.
Syra Zemyla: Ooh! Drunbk DM awards!
Lithaladhwen: Don't talk about Zea like that. >=[
Arch mage144: A white russian, pinot grigio, HYPNOTIQ...
Arch mage144: ...also, fuck you, Shaun.
Besyanteo: =D
CGNakibe: Why not? It'd be great.
Arch mage144: OK, we're going to start up a semi-GMed CI in like a minute. I have to set appropriate music.
Besyanteo: SHAUN
Arch mage144: Also, if Nama logs on, invite him ASAP.
Besyanteo: Help me make a character name. I'm sucking hardcore tonight.
CGNakibe: Lucius Falcone.
Besyanteo: In IM. >:
Lithaladhwen: I can help.
Arch mage144: OK, everyone ready to drop into character given an appropriate direction?
Syra Zemyla: Hmm. I have three choices for characters.
CGNakibe: Vaguely capable of it, yeah.
Arch mage144: OK, then. RP starts as soon as I say it does.
Syra Zemyla: Shall I play the machinist from another world, the tanujin stealthy mage, or the robotic nekojin history teacher who's been around since 1st gen?
Arch mage144: Uh, I don't care.
Lithaladhwen: I think this'll do.
Besyanteo: Whee.
Lithaladhwen: That isn't hard to read is it?
Arch mage144: <RP, wait for intro>
Besyanteo: (Nope)
Lithaladhwen: (Okay. I worry about it getting swallowed under lots of crazy colors, so I wanted to make sure I asked.)
Arch mage144: *at current, MAC Igala A has requested transfer of reinforcements to the MAC Igala D outpost, including a number of relatively new recruits who are technicallly still cadets*
CGNakibe: (Grey is always an awesome color.)
Lithaladhwen: (It's true. That is an awesome color.)
Arch mage144: *the current hangout for MAC cadets is most definitely the MAC Igala D's VR arcade; an opportunity to show off, if nothing else, and roughly adjacent to MAC Igala D's food court*
Syra Zemyla: (Not changing colors due to color changing being a relative bitch in GAIM, but...)
PapatymisonN: (Should I go unbolded or bolded?)
Lithaladhwen: (Unbolded please.)
PapatymisonN: (Unbolded it is.)
Arch mage144: *today, MAC Igala D's arcade is being dominated by a real asshole; Makura Kuragari, local arrogant drow, is owning everyone at Groove Groove Uprising*
CGNakibe: (Dance Dance Counter-Revolution!)
Lithaladhwen: (Got him.)
T3chn0Namagomi has entered the room.
CGNakibe: (Welcome to my deadly web.)
Besyanteo: (Oh bah)
T3chn0Namagomi: (I need a color)
Lithaladhwen: (Pick a normal, subdued color like I did.)
Arch mage144: *Makura finishes yet another round with an AA score, causing a group of onlookers to clap enthusiastically, whereas another group entirely refuses to clap just because it's Makura*
Arch mage144: *meanwhile...*
Lithaladhwen: (That way there'll be reason to pay attention to us. =P )
Arch mage144: *...there is a strange and sudden burst of energy as the astral plane distorts to allow the transport of a foreign entity*
CGNakibe: (Uh oh.)
Arch mage144: *the entity in question appears somewhat outside the boundaries of MAC Igala D...and she's both clearly female and definitely unusual*
Lithaladhwen: (This one, to be precise. Mid-thirties, maybe. Complete with absurdly long blue hair, though she's carrying a metal staff instead of that thing.)
Lithaladhwen: *looks around slowly*
Lithaladhwen: IM: Well this is inconvenient.
Syra Zemyla: *Meanwhile, in the food court, right near the arcade, a nekojin is looking over a mini-computer with lecture notes on it.*
PapatymisonN: *Oxblood Blargchark is oblivious to most of this... he simply sits in the arcade, playing Nekket Tag Championships....*
Arch mage144: *Makura finishes his round of GGU and steps off the metal dance pad, smirking*
Arch mage144: MAC Guard: Hey, you! *points to Helena*
Lithaladhwen: *blinks* Yes?
Arch mage144: MAC Guard: This is a restricted area. Show some ID or get lost.
Arch mage144: *coincidentally, Helena finds an ID card in her back pocket...*
CGNakibe: *sitting at his computer, young Serran Dien looks over various reports at the present*
Lithaladhwen: .....Lord. What the hell am I doing here? *checks the ID herself*
Arch mage144: *meanwhile, Makura departs for the food cart*
Lithaladhwen: *then shows it to the guard*
T3chn0Namagomi: *Meanwhile, playing Digital-IN:Type-F is one Zeiren Aslan, someone who appears to be human, were it not for the odd turquoise eyes and slightly pointy ears...he seems to be working one of the harder-to-use mecha in the game*
Arch mage144: Guard: Oh, you're with unit delta?
Arch mage144: *court
Besyanteo: *Sigov Wiewyr, a half orc in a tank top, jeans, boots, and a bandana over his bald head, is entirely focused on the strangness with the woman*
Lithaladhwen: Do you read?
Arch mage144: Guard: Why didn't you say so?
CGNakibe: Heheh. ^^ All the stuff I asked for. Allen's damn good when he wants to be.
Lithaladhwen: IM: Because that card knows more than I do.
Syra Zemyla: *to herself* I think I need to move this description to closer to the end. Students have complained about it being difficult to understand.
Arch mage144: Guard: Unit delta is stationed in the northeast corridor. Make yourself at home. I didn't know you were a MAC cadet. Keep your eyes open, we're constantly on high alert.
Arch mage144: Guard: But of course, you knew that.
Lithaladhwen: Of course.
Lithaladhwen: Everyone knows that.
CGNakibe: Always good to know people.
Lithaladhwen: *inward sigh*
Arch mage144: Makura: Zeiren!
T3chn0Namagomi: IM: Dash, jump-cancel...Hm?
T3chn0Namagomi: *while concentrating* Yeah?
Arch mage144: You...seem to have improved your combo potential with that cancel.
Arch mage144: *sneers* I'd almost call you an expert if I knew better.
Lithaladhwen: *turns around slowly, watching the bizarre juvenile recreation*
Arch mage144: Guards: *salute Helena and step aside*
Lithaladhwen: IM: He was always trying to get me to play these. I almost wish I had listened.
PapatymisonN: *inserting more money, as he's just died... AGAIN... e_e*
Lithaladhwen: IM: I still don't see the attraction, though.
CGNakibe: What the hell? That bastard's making high marks again this year? What's this world COMING to? >.<
Lithaladhwen: *ignores the guards*
T3chn0Namagomi: *left trigger, backdash, jump-cancel...* Hah. I take it you still think of me as new to this?
Arch mage144: Makura: *shakes his head* Don't you think waiting on alert is excruciatingly boring?
Arch mage144: M: We have nothing to do but play video games. Hayako and I sparred in vee-yar yesterday and I ran her into the ground. This doesn't improve our combat ability.
CGNakibe: *sighs* *turns off the computer* Well, can't change facts. Or grades. Yet.
T3chn0Namagomi: Eh. I don't consider it any different from any other off-time, myself.
Besyanteo: Hmph. *he looks away now, sitting back in a booth table. He's reading a comic book now, and sipping on a soda*
Lithaladhwen: *leans on a wall and eavesdrops, attempting to get her bearings here*
CGNakibe: Time for some different recreations, I suppose.
T3chn0Namagomi: If a fight breaks out, I'll deal with it then.
CGNakibe: *walks down to the recreation area from his room*
PapatymisonN: IM: I could oblige...
Arch mage144: M: Off-time? There's no such thing, and you know it.
Lithaladhwen: IM: This is so juvenile. This sort of cute prank is just like him sometimes. I suppose he finds this amusing.
Syra Zemyla: *saves and exits, then closes her computer and heads over to the video games*
PapatymisonN: GRAR! *slaps the machine as he dies one last time...*
T3chn0Namagomi: Right now...*dodge, left and right triggers* I say we should just enjoy ourselves.
PapatymisonN: *mutters* Must be rigged... e_e
T3chn0Namagomi: After all, now is all we have.
CGNakibe: IM: Hmm... lets see... Iron Fist 35... Digital-IN... BO-ring.
Arch mage144: M: *shakes his head* A waste of time. I'm going to the food court. Feel free to screw around as much as you like.
CGNakibe: IM: Hm. Ah. Legend Brawler 3. Just my kinda game.
Arch mage144: *a very nervous young man practically runs into Helena as he darts down the hall, promptly falling on his ass as he collides with her*
CGNakibe: *Fireball, jump, airdash, MAUL*
T3chn0Namagomi: *Right Turbo Right Weapon, BOOM! Enemy goes explode!*
Arch mage144: AHHHHH!
Besyanteo: <_<
PapatymisonN: *hops into G-One HY, and pilots a jet car*
Arch mage144: M: If I don't eat some Inustani food soon, I'm going to have to murder one of my classmates out of sheer frustration.
Besyanteo: IM: ... Now why the hell did I come down here to read? There's never any quiet here.
Lithaladhwen: *is collided with and skids back on her heels*
Arch mage144: ...oh...um...so sorry...I...
Arch mage144: I didn't mean it, really! I was in a hurry!
Lithaladhwen: Don't worry about it. You didn't hurt me.
CGNakibe: *And thus loud sounds are made. Loudly. And stuff.*
T3chn0Namagomi: Ah, good as always...^.^
Lithaladhwen: Not a big deal.
T3chn0Namagomi: *Loud exploding sounds here!*
Arch mage144: I have to get to pathophysiology examination soon or I'll fail automatically! My instructor is such an anal man!
CGNakibe: *Sounds like something just bit the dust here, too* Hmm.
Arch mage144: He thinks that if we can't identify one-hundred and seventy three disease states based on primary signs and symptoms that we'll let our allies die in the field, so he quizzes us daily!
Lithaladhwen: ...Then why are you standing talking to me? Go. Stave off failure.
Besyanteo: *He growls, rolls up his comic, and standing puts it in a back pocket, so it sticks out half way.*
Arch mage144: Yeah! Uh...sorry! I swear I didn't mean it!
Arch mage144: *runs off*
Besyanteo: *and, grabbing his soda, looks over the assembling machines...*
Besyanteo: IM: ... Fighters? Never fun against the comp-
CGNakibe: *MAULS computer!*
Besyanteo: *And hey, there's (Shaun's Character)!*
PapatymisonN: *wins his first race* Woo! Alright!
T3chn0Namagomi: *looks over to the Legend Fighter 3 machine*
CGNakibe: (Serran!)
Lithaladhwen: *sighs* IM: What am I supposed to do with these people?
Arch mage144: *Makura returns to the arcade with a burrito the size of his head in his hand*
Besyanteo: *Serran then!* Heh. That'll do.
Lithaladhwen: IM: I have nothing in common with any of them.
Besyanteo: *He heads over!*
T3chn0Namagomi: ...Heh...this should be fun...*steps over, and presses start on the second player end!*
Besyanteo: Room for one more?
Lithaladhwen: IM: Theoretically we can all die. A weak brotherhood at best.
Lithaladhwen: IM: I'm still not convinced.
T3chn0Namagomi: *Zeiren butts in as the "A NEW CHALLENGER APPROACHES" comes up on the screen*
CGNakibe: *sighs* I was hoping I would be able to just beat the computer today. v.v
CGNakibe: Dammit, I'm gonna get owned...
Besyanteo: (Bah, lost track)
Arch mage144: Generic Arcade Otaku: *approaches Helena* Hey, you're new here, aren't you? *snort*
Besyanteo: (Zeiren over with Serran and Sigov?)
PapatymisonN: *grunts* Why EXACTLY do they have to have the walls HURT you? Keeping you from going off the track, fine, but...
T3chn0Namagomi: Ahh, don't worry about it.
T3chn0Namagomi: (Yep)
Lithaladhwen: Yes.
Besyanteo: *He steps to one side, growling again, but he doesn't actually say anything.*
Arch mage144: GAO: You, uh, want to go play some Sinful Cog XX Slash? *hopeful grin*
CGNakibe: *jams on the buttons... WHAM WHAM WHAM*
CGNakibe: *Man, this guy can't POSSIBLY be good.*
Lithaladhwen: I don't play. I can watch, but I have no interest in the games.
Besyanteo: IM: ... Button masher. Dodged a bullet?
Lithaladhwen: (Fucking nerds.)
Besyanteo: (=D)
Lithaladhwen: (All of you.)
Arch mage144: Serran, if you lose this one, I'm afraid I might never acknowledge your existence again. *munch*
CGNakibe: (Yes Ma'am!)
T3chn0Namagomi: Heh *seems to control with a good deal of skill*
PapatymisonN: (And proud of it.)
CGNakibe: Screw you too, Makura. >.>
Lithaladhwen: (Aw. Makura's cute. He needs a kitten.)
Syra Zemyla: (You going to roll dice?)
Besyanteo: (C'mon. You know you have to be some kind of nerd to design, built, and fight your own fucking mecha for a living.)
CGNakibe: *Bash Bash... wait, was that a special move?*
Arch mage144: (No.)
PapatymisonN: (Oxblood: Or an axe to the neck.)
Lithaladhwen: (This is true, Bes.)
Syra Zemyla has left the room.
Arch mage144: (Roll your own if you want non-biased conflict resolution.)
Lithaladhwen: (That was...predictable.)
T3chn0Namagomi: (d6s or opposed Gaming skill?)
CGNakibe: (Needless to say, Serran is all for Bias. >:P)
Besyanteo: (oh just freestyle it.)
Arch mage144: (Feel free to do a quick contest of gaming skill if you want to use GURPS stats.)
Besyanteo: (This is CI.)
Arch mage144: (If not, FS it.)
Syra Zemyla has entered the room.
Arch mage144: (I'm not particular about who wins at video games.)
CGNakibe: (Either one of us actually put points into video games? >:P(
T3chn0Namagomi: (...Yes.)
Lithaladhwen: (Heh.)
Besyanteo: (... Wow.)
Lithaladhwen: (I think it's hilarious.)
Besyanteo: (I am out nerded.)
PapatymisonN: *breathes easy, as he's won Race 2*
CGNakibe: (Well, there you have it.)
Lithaladhwen: (You are.)
Lithaladhwen: (Nama is metagaming.)
CGNakibe: (I am also out-nerded)
PapatymisonN: OK, Silent City, bring it on!
T3chn0Namagomi: *block, THROW!*
Lithaladhwen: (He's gaming in a game.)
T3chn0Namagomi: (I AM!)
Besyanteo: (=D)
CGNakibe: Hey! That's cheap!
Lithaladhwen: (Drunken pun GO!)
Arch mage144: ...that was almost impressive.
Besyanteo: ... It's a fighting game.
Arch mage144: A throw is hardly cheap. Learn to counter.
T3chn0Namagomi: Not cheap where I came from.
CGNakibe: Machine: KO! Winner!
Besyanteo: Cheap is called "winning".
T3chn0Namagomi: *OTG kick!*
Arch mage144: Victory is all that matters. Is is not, Serran?
CGNakibe: *Dead Angle!*
Arch mage144: *frowns* ...say.
Lithaladhwen: *walks through the arcade, dragging her staff and watching the screens of various games*
Arch mage144: Do you recognize her? *idly indicates Helena*
CGNakibe: *Hey, what's with this guy? He ain't button smashing no more?*
T3chn0Namagomi: *low kick!*
Besyanteo: ...
CGNakibe: *Low block*
Besyanteo: *he laughs suddenly*
Lithaladhwen: (I wonder how many MAC cadets are in their mid-thirties....)
T3chn0Namagomi: *command throw*
Besyanteo: IM: Oh you sly bastard!
CGNakibe: Dammit, you're just too good!
Arch mage144: So you do know how to play this game, Serran.
PapatymisonN: *having difficulty drifting, but he's drifting, dangit!*
CGNakibe: *Counter-throw*
Lithaladhwen: (All you kooky young'uns.)
Arch mage144: IM: She's older than the typical cadet. Excepting non-humans. What's going on?
CGNakibe: *Kick punch kick, OTG, Supermove!*
T3chn0Namagomi: IM: Fuck!
CGNakibe: *Chuckles*
CGNakibe: Oh yeah. You're reaaal good.
T3chn0Namagomi: *Low Strong!*
PapatymisonN: No, not second, not second, FIRST, chorgit!
T3chn0Namagomi: *Low Strong, low strong, low strong*
CGNakibe: *Block Block ROMAN CANCEL!?!*
Arch mage144: *shakes his head* Don't you two pay attention? I was trying to point out that unusual cadet.
Lithaladhwen: IM: This is silly. Why do they waste their time on this? I've never seen the point in it. Aren't there more useful things out there to spend time on?
Syra Zemyla: *Meanwhile, the nekojin is at the Warriors of Legend beat-em-up game. She seems to be having fun, but she's muttering about historical inaccuracies.*
T3chn0Namagomi: *throw!*
Lithaladhwen: IM: Shouldn't military cadets be... training or something? What good is this?
CGNakibe: Didn't hear there were new recruits today.
CGNakibe: *Ducks the throw somehow!*
T3chn0Namagomi: Didn't hear anything about the such.
Arch mage144: She's too old to be a new recuit, you idiot!
PapatymisonN: *gets first on Silent City!* CHOGU! ^_^
Arch mage144: The woman is clearly human and at least thirty years old!
T3chn0Namagomi: *Super!*
PapatymisonN: *raises arms in victory*
CGNakibe: *AMAZING! F+P*
CGNakibe: Machine: KO!
Arch mage144: Have you ever seen such a cadet? Most human cadets are still in their teens, and other races are similarily matured!
Lithaladhwen: (Poor Makura. Some old broad is moving in on his territory.)
Arch mage144: Nikumu, can't you people pay attention to anything besides punch kick block combo super cancel?
CGNakibe: So maybe she's a goblin or somethin. *shrugs*
Arch mage144: ......
CGNakibe: Nope.
Besyanteo: You say something?
T3chn0Namagomi: And then lose?
Lithaladhwen: (Yes. That's her secret. She's a Goblin. Good work.)
Arch mage144: Are you suggesting my inability to distinguish between races!?
CGNakibe: Machine: Round 3!
PapatymisonN: OK, OK, Black Land 2. Final Cup. Let's GO!
T3chn0Namagomi: Naah. I'd rather win.
CGNakibe: Suggesting? Oh, no no.
Lithaladhwen: (Oooh. Gettin' a little hostile there, Makura. Cripes.)
T3chn0Namagomi: *airthrow!*
CGNakibe: I'd NEVER do that. 9.9
Arch mage144: *muttering*
Besyanteo: Hm.
Besyanteo: *He heads off to another machine*
CGNakibe: *Tech-roll, jab, jab. Lowjab*
T3chn0Namagomi: *block, block, sweep*
PapatymisonN: *hears the DROW'S outburst, chuckles to himself*
CGNakibe: I'm surprised. Most folks'd be too angry about now.
Lithaladhwen: *pauses and watches over....hm....Zeiren's shoulder*
Arch mage144: *sighs aggravatedly* You idiots. The enemy could attack at any time. We don't even know who the enemy is, and you're not worried about the possibility that we have spies in our midst!?
Besyanteo: IM: Bah. I should be designing a gatling rifle right now...
T3chn0Namagomi: I'll get to that if that becomes an actual issue.
Lithaladhwen: IM: Pointless. It's a game. You punch things and they die. What do you learn from that?
Arch mage144: You! *points to Helena* What squadron are you a member of!?
Lithaladhwen: *flips out the ID that solves all problems*
Syra Zemyla: (Did he go to the Warriors of Legend game? :D)
Arch mage144: ....
Besyanteo: >_>
Arch mage144: You're part of delta unit?
Besyanteo: (No.)
T3chn0Namagomi: *projectile!*
Arch mage144: Why haven't I ever seen you before?
Arch mage144: *sighs*
Besyanteo: (I was about to have him go to a galaga clone.)
Lithaladhwen: Because I don't spend all my time chasing children to introduce myself?
CGNakibe: *Special Moves right through it!*
Besyanteo: (But Helena became interesting again.)
T3chn0Namagomi: *instant block, throw!*
Lithaladhwen: (Galaga!)
PapatymisonN: *chuckles again*
CGNakibe: Hah. That's puttin him in his place, miss!
Lithaladhwen: *shrugs* I don't.
Arch mage144: ...children? *sneers* I'm over seventy, thank you.
CGNakibe: *Counterthrow Projectile, Low kick*
Besyanteo: ... Doesn't that equate to being an infant for most elves?
Lithaladhwen: Probably. You're a drow. You tend to live longer.
T3chn0Namagomi: *reflector*
CGNakibe: *glances back from the game at her ID tag* >.>
Lithaladhwen: It's not that impressive.
Arch mage144: ...it's genetic, yes.
CGNakibe: *looks back, Overhead kick*
Arch mage144: That hardly makes me a child. *glare*
PapatymisonN: IM: Finally, someone putting that ass in his place...
T3chn0Namagomi: *antiair kick*
Arch mage144: I'm a member of delta unit, like you. When did you join the unit?
Lithaladhwen: (Okay. When did the boring chick pick up a fanclub?)
Lithaladhwen: Today.
CGNakibe: *Air Roman Cancel, Backdash*
Lithaladhwen: IM: Apparently.
Besyanteo: (She didn't: )
Arch mage144: Today? *blinks*
T3chn0Namagomi: *Air FRC, backdash*
Besyanteo: (Makura is supposed to be "everyone hates me" boy, from what I can tell. :o)
Besyanteo: ...
T3chn0Namagomi: *projectile*
Lithaladhwen: (He's a prick.)
Arch mage144: What are you? Mage? Tek? Machinist?
CGNakibe: (That's because he's a prick.)
PapatymisonN: (Quillan: I do it better.)
Lithaladhwen: Mage has always been a good term.
CGNakibe: Nice. Real nice.
Lithaladhwen: IM: Hopefully it still means the same thing.
CGNakibe: Machine: KO! You have won the battle!
Lithaladhwen: IM: Otherwise, I'm going to have to figure something out.
Arch mage144: You're a delta unit mage? News to me. *harsh glare* The commander never mentioned that we had a mage like you.
T3chn0Namagomi: I've had some experience in the past.
CGNakibe: *sighs* Ah, well. Better luck next game.
Lithaladhwen: Your commander tells you everything?
Arch mage144: ......
Lithaladhwen: I've received orders without explanation before. Haven't you?
CGNakibe: *A quick glance at the high scores reveals a certain Serran several times(
Arch mage144: Whatever.
CGNakibe: You know, it always surprises me how many folks fall for that whole button smashing thing.
T3chn0Namagomi: Heh. JUST trying to beat the computer, eh?
CGNakibe: Hey, I was working on number 101
T3chn0Namagomi: *looks around to see the "new cadet"*
Arch mage144: Zeiran, have you seen her before?
Lithaladhwen: *she's totally been watching over Zeiran's shoulder*
Syra Zemyla: *Meanwhile, the nekojin is fighting Malachias on her game.*
CGNakibe: So, When'd ya get here?
Besyanteo: (...)
Lithaladhwen: (That's fanfuckingtastic.)
PapatymisonN: (I agree.)
Arch mage144: (*laughing out loud*)
Lithaladhwen: (I heartily approve.)
CGNakibe: And... err.. It'd be awkward calling you "Miss" all the time.
CGNakibe: (I think we have a winner)
PapatymisonN: (I guess he'd be folklore by now...)
Arch mage144: What's your name, woman?
Besyanteo: (That actually made me laugh, too.)
CGNakibe: (Only a couple thousand years.)
Lithaladhwen: *glances at her ID and decides it's irrelevant* Call me Helena. Or Hel, if it's that important to you.
Lithaladhwen: Though I'll be petty and refuse to answer to Helen.
Arch mage144: Hel, then. At least you're a mage. I have no reason to be concerned about you.
CGNakibe: *raises eyebrow. Says NOTHING*
Arch mage144: You're just a support unit.
Besyanteo: *eyeroll*
Lithaladhwen: IM: And you're just a mortal drow child.
Arch mage144: There's no way you can outdo my combat performance. We aren't even in comparable leagues.
Lithaladhwen: IM: So much for estimation of comrades.
CGNakibe: I wouldn't insult the lady who can fry you outside her suit, Makura.
T3chn0Namagomi: *grins at Helena* Well, looks like we have a new commanding officer! I think that this stay here's going to be rather pleasant, if I say so myself.
Lithaladhwen: ...I.... don't know about that.
PapatymisonN: NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO! >.< *narrowly loses, exploding on the side of the track*
Arch mage144: Who said she was an officer?
Besyanteo: <_<;
Syra Zemyla: (Would the non-mecha teachers have to learn how to pilot mecha as well?)
PapatymisonN: Chorgit. e_e
Besyanteo: IM: ... It's just a game. For fuck's sake.
CGNakibe: *sighs* IM: Thankfully its not Makura's decision.
Arch mage144: (No requirement, but they might know how.)
Lithaladhwen: I never claimed I was. I haven't said anything.
T3chn0Namagomi: Err...she looks like a commanding officer. You mean she's not? Huh. You're still more than easy on the eyes, though.
Lithaladhwen: I've just been accosted in some form of arcade by a drow child who wants me to know how much more powerful he is.
Arch mage144: MAC Igala A doesn't just pick up officers like that.
Arch mage144: ......
Arch mage144: Are you flirting with her, Zeiren?
CGNakibe: Please, Helena. don't mind Makura. He's just a bit... edgy today.
CGNakibe: Its Tuesday and all.
PapatymisonN: *walking by* He's a bit HIMSELF today...
Lithaladhwen: *looks at the flirty boy* IM: Is he?
Arch mage144: Tuesday is not a special day, Serran.
PapatymisonN: IM: Chorging drow bastard...
CGNakibe: IM: Although he ain't much better monday, friday, or any other day in between.
Arch mage144: And I had no interest in your opinion, Oxblood. As I typically do not.
CGNakibe: 9.9 You said it, not me.
T3chn0Namagomi: What? *to Makura* No, no, not at all. ^^;
Arch mage144: Orc opinions are generally uninteresting.
PapatymisonN: Suck an exhaust pipe. e_e
Arch mage144: I'm afraid that might have detrimental effects on my health.
PapatymisonN: Sounds like a good start.
Besyanteo: Oh both of you stow it. Fucking children. <_<
CGNakibe: *puts out a friendly hand to Helena* Name's Serran Dien.
Lithaladhwen: IM: They've changed less than I had guessed. In some ways. I may be able to figure this out after all.
Arch mage144: On the plus side, I'll be more intelligent than you are no matter how much carbon monoxide I inhale.
CGNakibe: Nice to meet ya and all.
T3chn0Namagomi: So, how about I show you around the place, Helena, was it?
Besyanteo: (Ha ha ha. Ok, NOW I wanna make a sheet for this thing. =D)
T3chn0Namagomi: *bishy grin*
Lithaladhwen: *blinks and accepts his hand* My name is Zea Mazuo, but you should call me by my middle name. Helena's fine.
Lithaladhwen: (Bitches.)
Lithaladhwen: *to Z-dawg* I... will think about it.
CGNakibe: (*GASPERING*)
Arch mage144: Well, Helena, I hope you're ready for anything. We're on full alert right now, you realize.
Besyanteo: (And I figured.)
PapatymisonN: *decides not to continue trading insults and hops on an old favourite, Ball-Man*
Lithaladhwen: (Changed a bit, she has.)
Arch mage144: The DEF could attack at any time.
Lithaladhwen: I've been informed. Thank you.
Arch mage144: *harumphs*
T3chn0Namagomi: I see.
Lithaladhwen: (She's more boring now, for one.)
CGNakibe: *sighs* As long as they're not attacking, there's nothing to talk about, Makura.
PapatymisonN: *avoiding evil fruit*
Lithaladhwen: (Though considerably hotter.)
CGNakibe: Aaaanyway..
PapatymisonN: (She was always smokin'.)
Arch mage144: (James knows.)
Lithaladhwen: (Than a Valthi flamethrower, as her father put it.)
PapatymisonN: (...)
PapatymisonN: (Creepy.)
Arch mage144: The DEF is always a subject worthy of conversation. *mutters*
Lithaladhwen: (Yes. It was.)
CGNakibe: Helena... Perhaps Zei and I could definitely show you around.
Arch mage144: But not all drow are so disloyal to the mainland.
CGNakibe: <.< IM: And lower the Drow Asshole quotient in the process.
PapatymisonN: *mumbles* Could have fooled me...
T3chn0Namagomi: IM: Gah! You just HAD to butt in, didn't you Serran?
Lithaladhwen: If you like. I have nothing more interesting to do.
Besyanteo: *Now that things are cooling down, he goes back to the Galaga-clone*
CGNakibe: *Gives Zeiren a lazy smile*
Arch mage144: IM: Just like Zeiren and Serran, trying to lure some woman into a situation where they can take advantage of her.
CGNakibe: 's not like we have anything interesting to do NOW and all.
Arch mage144: Whatever you two decide to do is beyond me. I intend to return to my post and keep a vigilant eye toward the west.
Arch mage144: I was simply taking a break to play Groove Groove Uprising.
CGNakibe: And we t hank you for that, Makura.
Arch mage144: It has been some time since I have scored an AA on the bonus stage.
PapatymisonN: Give us a break from your face, will you?
CGNakibe: IM: Anything that keeps you a good distance away is welcome.
Arch mage144: Don't you patronize me, Serran
Besyanteo: Don't let the door hit your ass on the way over.
CGNakibe: Patronize? I'm hurt. Makura.
Lithaladhwen: IM: He is unpopular. I guess that's a good thing to remember.
CGNakibe: Well and truly hurt.
Arch mage144: Oxblood, why must you pollute the very arcade with your hideous appearance?
Besyanteo: *Not Oxblood! Oh snap!*
Besyanteo: (Ah wait, I missed it)
Arch mage144: I can smell you from across the room, and it distracts me enough to reduce my typical top scores by almost 20%.
T3chn0Namagomi: *looks at Serran out of the corner of his eye*
Lithaladhwen: I've smelled worse. Made worse, or used to.
CGNakibe: *Innocent, innocent*
Arch mage144: Didn't orcs take until 1597 to invent soap?
PapatymisonN: And someh-
CGNakibe: Shhh.
Besyanteo: ...
Besyanteo: >_>
CGNakibe: *w* You'll bruise his fragile ego.
Besyanteo: IM: Wait, what?
PapatymisonN: ... *jarred by the lady's comment*
Besyanteo: IM: "Made" worse?
CGNakibe: IM: Hmm....
PapatymisonN: ... *goes on with his game*
CGNakibe: IM: Gonna have to call in a favor or two here..
T3chn0Namagomi: IM: ...Ooookay. I'm not going to ask on that.
Lithaladhwen: (Yeah. It must be terribly disturbing to know your odor isn't offensive.)
Arch mage144: IM: I don't trust that woman. She's suspicious.
Besyanteo: (It's... Hn. It sounds wrong.)
PapatymisonN: (It was the Made Worse part. Something about it disturbed him.)
Lithaladhwen: (Poor boy.)
CGNakibe: (Didn't notice a thing here.)
Arch mage144: I am going to my quarters. *sneers* Make yourself at home at MAC Igala D, "Helena."
CGNakibe: (Never been in chemistry class? >;P )
Besyanteo: (Personally, I think it's fun. :o)
T3chn0Namagomi: So, anyway, away from the annoying-ass drow bastard, this way's the mess hall. *motions*
Lithaladhwen: That's the plan.
Arch mage144: *strides off with a certain stiffness to his step*
CGNakibe: Yeah. We've got all kinds of food 'round here.
PapatymisonN: ... food...
CGNakibe: ... hey, is it just me, or is the room a little bit brighter? >.>
Besyanteo: (Also: How many times has the MAC-n-cheese pun been made in the food court so far?)
Lithaladhwen: ...I...Is he always like that?
PapatymisonN: *abandons his game*
Arch mage144: *meanwhile, in the mess hall, a young man dressed in olive drab decorated with red "first aid" crosses is chowing down on a huge bowl of udon soup*
CGNakibe: Only on days that end in "y"
PapatymisonN: (Is anyone on base a father?)
Lithaladhwen: Oh.
Arch mage144: (Uh...I dunno.)
PapatymisonN: (That makes them a MAC Daddy!)
Syra Zemyla: (:{ )
Arch mage144: (OH GOD)
Arch mage144: (SHUT UP)
CGNakibe: (GET THE BRICKS)
Lithaladhwen: (DIE)
Besyanteo: (... And here I thought my pun was shitty.)
PapatymisonN: (I love hurting people's brains!)
CGNakibe: (*Tosses a couple dozen at Cha*)
PapatymisonN: (*crushed* SO worth it!)
Syra Zemyla: (*hits Cha with a MAC truck*)
Lithaladhwen: Well. I suppose it's a good thing to remember. Perhaps I should learn my way around.
T3chn0Namagomi: That drow always annoying? Almost. Except when he gets his ass clearly kicked at something.
CGNakibe: Yeah. First part of the lesson is to find out where Makura is.
CGNakibe: And avoid it.
PapatymisonN: Then he's just pissy.
Lithaladhwen: He isn't so bad. He was only here for a few minutes, at least as far as I saw. Could it really be so bad?
T3chn0Namagomi: That was just a few minutes
Arch mage144: *off in the mess hall* I'm so sure I aced that examination! Instructor Theraldin is going to be so proud of me aftr he grades my exam!
CGNakibe: *suddenly pulls out a pen*
CGNakibe: *Flips it around in the air, catches it, and it "vanishes"*
Besyanteo: (Mystic City Geo plays...)
T3chn0Namagomi: I've had to share my Intro to Weapons class with him...let's say it's already not pleasant.
Arch mage144: *a memory of Makura invades Zeiren's head*
CGNakibe: *sighs* I think he took offense at my scoresin Marksmanship for some reason.
Lithaladhwen: *points at the first-aidy fellow* Who is that?
PapatymisonN: I'm not sure I'd actually help him in combat.
PapatymisonN: Let his superior ass fr- uh...
Arch mage144: *"Instructor, you fail to see the inherent value to laser weapons, bearing their relatively infinite ammo..."*
Lithaladhwen: (OMG it's like being in class with the love child of Nama and Solid Snake.)
PapatymisonN: Huh. Who IS that? Looks familiar...
Besyanteo: (Now now: )
CGNakibe: Um, that's.... *snaps fingers as he thinks*
T3chn0Namagomi: ...Ugh. He HAD to pick a fight with THAT instructor, of all.
Besyanteo: (Doug HATES the lasers, Doesn't he?)
Arch mage144: *"Sometimes, in close combat, a lance can be more useful than a gun."*
CGNakibe: (Name Plz?)
Arch mage144: (His name is Cecil Elmine. You recognize him as a fellow classmate.)
T3chn0Namagomi: ...And then he HAD to mention the word "gun" in class...that was the most hilarious thing ever.
Lithaladhwen: (Holy Jesus.)
CGNakibe: Oh, Cecil.
Arch mage144: *slurps noodles* Huh?
Arch mage144: Oh! Serran!
Arch mage144: How are you?
T3chn0Namagomi: 'lo Cecil.
Besyanteo: (Also: I need to learn to jump on the bandwagon more. Hn.)
CGNakibe: You know, Doin this and that. *shrugs* nothin special.
PapatymisonN: *grunts some sort of greeting*
Lithaladhwen: (Cecil: Hanatarou desu.)
T3chn0Namagomi: *has a memory of the instructor then bringing Makura to the front of the class to show the difference between a "gun" and a scattercannon...*
Arch mage144: *nods* I just took my pathophysiology examination, and I'm pretty sure I aced it!
CGNakibe: How'd your score turn out on that last ex.. AH.
T3chn0Namagomi: IM: ...I never really want to see that again. Ever.
CGNakibe: Good. Good. *nods*
Arch mage144: I've been assigned to delta squadron, just like you!
PapatymisonN: ... oh.
PapatymisonN: Good.
CGNakibe: Um... that's... Great, Cecil. >.>
PapatymisonN: Don't let us die.
Arch mage144: That's my job!
T3chn0Namagomi: Really? I see.
Arch mage144: ...of course...I'm still not sure about my piloting skills...
Lithaladhwen: ...IM: Lord, you've done this. Somehow. Everyone here is going to attach themselves to me and I won't be able to get away from them. Why are you doing this? What is the point?!
Arch mage144: I get so motion sick every time I get into a cockpit...
PapatymisonN: You'll get used to it.
Arch mage144: *looks embarrassed*
CGNakibe: *Leans surreptitiously over to Zeiren* *w* No trying to hit on the new girl. Not for a couple days, anyway.
Lithaladhwen: (Font issues impending.)
CGNakibe: Hey, don't worry about it. Not all of us can be pilots.
T3chn0Namagomi: *w* Why not? How bad can it get?
Lithaladhwen: (I need to install more fonts on Brian's computer.)
PapatymisonN: (Yes you do.)
Arch mage144: Yeah, I know. I always wanted to be a medic, and I'm thinking that's what I'll do full time.
T3chn0Namagomi: *w* Besides. Too late for that. *bishounen grin*
Besyanteo: *Sigov, the only person aside from Makura to not attach himself to Helena, strolls into the food court, and grabs a bite. ... MEanwhile...*
Arch mage144: I hope that someday I can be of some use to delta unit.
CGNakibe: *glares over at Zeiren, but says nothing*
Lithaladhwen: IM: Don't we all.
PapatymisonN: No worries.
CGNakibe: So what's next?
PapatymisonN: People that make us not die are always useful.
Arch mage144: Aren't you concerned about the inevitable DEF attack?
CGNakibe: You've already seen the arcade. 9.9
Besyanteo: (... Eh. Scratch the meanwhile. Somehow don't fell like using the other idea yet.)
T3chn0Namagomi: Naah. That'll be dealt with when it happens. <_<
Lithaladhwen: You can't really make someone not die. Not in my experience.
CGNakibe: Eh. *waves the attack talk off* Can't worry about stuff that ain't happened.
PapatymisonN: I can handle drow. e_e
Arch mage144: *shakes his head* The only thing that scares me is that they don't know if it's really the DEF...
Arch mage144: I don't know if the CFIN can handle having any more enemies.
CGNakibe: IM: At least not till I hear one way or another about the issue.
Lithaladhwen: IM: So they don't know who this enemy is. No good.
Arch mage144: I'm really worried. This could become the front for a hot war. The current cold war, well, I can handle that...
Arch mage144: I just don't want to see any of my friends get hurt. ._.
T3chn0Namagomi: So...lessee...this exit leads out to one of the hallways...this other one leads to the Armor Simulator Room...
CGNakibe: *pats Cecil's shoulder* Don't worry about it.
Lithaladhwen: *head tilt* Admirable, I guess.
CGNakibe: If it happens you'll do your job, right?
CGNakibe: >.> Anyways, I gotta go.
CGNakibe: We'll talk more a little later, man.
Arch mage144: *nod* I promise I will. I got top marks on my surgery simulation last time. I managed to stop a blocked artery from causing mortality!
T3chn0Namagomi: *as he walks, edges a bit closer to Helena*
Arch mage144: Okay, Serran. Do your best!
CGNakibe: *rushes to get behind Helena and Zeiren*
CGNakibe: <.< >.>
Arch mage144: (BRB)
Lithaladhwen: ...Do you want me to come with you?
CGNakibe: Hey! The Sim room? Great idea, Zeiren.
PapatymisonN: ...
PapatymisonN: *thinks*
PapatymisonN: (Cecil's got food, right?)
Besyanteo: (Oxblood: *it hurts*)
CGNakibe: But, er. Perhaps we hit the sims a bit later.
Lithaladhwen: *looks around her at the apparent victims of "hot for teacher" syndrome*
CGNakibe: *smile is nice and friendly*
Lithaladhwen: (Brian's afk. He'll be right back.)
CGNakibe: *But the quick GLARE at Zeiren...*
PapatymisonN: (I'll just backlog.)
Lithaladhwen: (Udon, I thought.)
T3chn0Namagomi: *quick glare back at Serran*
Besyanteo: (Udon soup)
Lithaladhwen: (Gettin' his udon food on.)
Besyanteo: (Alot of it)
Arch mage144: (Back.)
PapatymisonN: *steals Cecil's crackers, says* Thanks.
Arch mage144: Hey!
PapatymisonN: *and heads along after the others*
Arch mage144: Those are...oh...*sighs*
Besyanteo: *and a hand lands on Oxblood's wrist*
Besyanteo: *As he's passing*
PapatymisonN: ...
Besyanteo: *It's green! like his!*
Arch mage144: ...I...I wanted those. *looks at his soup disparagingly*
Besyanteo: *seatted, with some pizzaw or something*
Lithaladhwen: *stops* One of you wants to show me some sort of simulation. The other doesn't. What are we supposed to do?
Besyanteo: Go give those back. >_>
Arch mage144: *an older man approaches the group in the sim hallway*
PapatymisonN: *locks eyes with the person*
Arch mage144: Hey, you kids. *eyes are narrow*
T3chn0Namagomi: I say, flip a coin.
CGNakibe: *Keeps that bright and eager smile with the Xelloss-closed eyes.*
Besyanteo: *The half orc starres back!*
PapatymisonN: Don't overreact. They're just crackers. He can get more at the counter.
CGNakibe: Huh?
T3chn0Namagomi: Hm?
Arch mage144: *you recognize the man as instructor Hitsugaya, a nekojin tactical officer*
Besyanteo: It's rude.
CGNakibe: Oh, Sir! *comes to attention*
Lithaladhwen: IM: I'm going to have to get used to that mode of address.
Besyanteo: IF it's so easy, go get your own crackers.
Lithaladhwen: *mimicks her companions*
Lithaladhwen: *for lack of anything better to do*
T3chn0Namagomi: Ah, Commander Hitsugaya! *to attention*
PapatymisonN: Oh for Indari's sake...
Besyanteo: (By god, I'll find some way to interact. Even if it means getting my ass kicked for something stupid. :o)
Arch mage144: What do you think you're doing? The simulators are off-limits. Everyone is to be on full alert for a real assault. What unit are you with?
T3chn0Namagomi: Delta.
CGNakibe: Delta Sir.
Lithaladhwen: *nods her assent*
Arch mage144: Delta? So you're the Igala A unit? Hm.
T3chn0Namagomi: We were showing Helena around here.
PapatymisonN: *goes over* Here, Cecil. I'm sorry for stealing your crackers. It won't happen again.
Arch mage144: Oh?
Besyanteo: *And... back to his lunch!*
PapatymisonN: *looks to Greeny McThinblood* Happy?
Besyanteo: Yup.
Arch mage144: Um...thank you...
Arch mage144: *sniffles a little and puts the crackers in his soup*
Arch mage144: Helena, eh?
Lithaladhwen: *nods*
CGNakibe: Yes sir.
PapatymisonN: ... what's your deal anyway?
Arch mage144: You mean this woman? Did she just transfer here?
T3chn0Namagomi: Hel's a new arrival here, sir. *edges closer to her*
Lithaladhwen: >_>
PapatymisonN: It was just CRACKERS.
Arch mage144: Acknowledged.
CGNakibe: >.>
Arch mage144: Cadet...Serran, is it? *peering at the name badge8
Arch mage144: *
PapatymisonN: *was going to follow with them, but that plain is now foiled...*
CGNakibe: (Dear God No. >.<)
PapatymisonN: *plan
CGNakibe: Sir, Yes sir.
Lithaladhwen: *peers at Z-dawg*
CGNakibe: (Brain: *suddenly remembers "Move Your Dead Bones"*)
Besyanteo: >_> ... Well, part of it is jsut that you were being an asshole,
Arch mage144: Tell me. What do we know about the attackers of the Baronian peninsula?
Lithaladhwen: (Give me the spelling of his name again, Nama. Zeiren, or Zeiran?)
T3chn0Namagomi: ^.^ *that look would do well with a whistle...if he whistled!*
Besyanteo: but mostly it's the knowledge that you people reflect on me.
T3chn0Namagomi: (Zeiren)
Lithaladhwen: (Thanks. Thought so.)
Besyanteo: And I don't wanna be associated with that kind of stupid shit.
Lithaladhwen: *watches Serran curiously*
PapatymisonN: *sneers* Excuse me?
CGNakibe: (A second.)
Arch mage144: *puts the crackers in his soup and eats*
Lithaladhwen: IM: Good question.
Besyanteo: You heard. >_>
Besyanteo: But just for you, I'll repeat:
Syra Zemyla: (Sorry, semi-lurking due to parental oppression.)
Besyanteo: You were being an asshole. Like the bloody drow. I don't fucking like it.
T3chn0Namagomi: *flips a lock of hair out of his face*
CGNakibe: Um, Sir. We know that there was an ambush of our guys near Baron. It was possibly the DEF and might perhaps foretell future attacks, sir. There were no survivors of the unit, sir.
PapatymisonN: *FIST. TABLE. JUMPING PLATES*
PapatymisonN: *you know the drill*
Besyanteo: *total unimpressment.*
Lithaladhwen: IM: No....oh, dear.
Arch mage144: More or less correct, Cadet Serran.
PapatymisonN: DON'T DARE COMPARE ME TO THEM, YOU DAMN APPLE!
Lithaladhwen: IM: That's not a good thing.
Besyanteo: (... apple?)
CGNakibe: Thank you, sir.
PapatymisonN: (That's an orc insult I just invented.)
Besyanteo: (o_O ... I see.)
PapatymisonN: (Green on the outside, white on the inside. ^_^)
Lithaladhwen: *looks back over her shoulder toward the shouting noises*
CGNakibe: (... Apple? >.>)
Lithaladhwen: Should someone look into that?
Besyanteo: (... Ahhh.)
Besyanteo: (That will do nicely then. =D)
Arch mage144: The survivors noted no insignia.
Besyanteo: ... *he stands*
CGNakibe: No, sir. And.. sir?
Arch mage144: We're currently afraid of a repeat attack. And that is why delta unit has been transferred to this sector.
Lithaladhwen: (That's a fantastic insult. Love.)
PapatymisonN: (Thanks.)
Besyanteo: If you wanna make something out of this, thick skin, we can take it somewhere more... private. e_e
CGNakibe: Does that sound like the usual sort of DEF Raid?
T3chn0Namagomi: *doesn't speak out of turn, not wishing to be admonished*
Arch mage144: *shakes his head* No, Cadet Serran.
Arch mage144: It's highly unusual. They...took no prisoners.
CGNakibe: IM: Thought not...
Arch mage144: DEF forces tend to take prisoners as slaves. Isn't that correct, Cadet...Zeiren?
PapatymisonN: *the sneer is at full intensity, then is slowly drawn back*
PapatymisonN: After the alert is over.
Lithaladhwen: (Aw. Orc-fight. How cute.)
T3chn0Namagomi: Yes sir. I've heard that the Valthi don't exercise the act of taking prisoners often either, but the direction of the attack would suggest something else.
Besyanteo: I knew you'd say that.
Arch mage144: I don't think these are Valthi mecha.
Arch mage144: *lowers his voice* Just between you and me...
Besyanteo: But fine. Till then. Don't think I'll forget. e_e
PapatymisonN: I'll make sure you won't.
Arch mage144: I heard that MAC Igala D forces managed to disable a few of the enemy mecha...
Arch mage144: ...and they discovered...
Arch mage144: ...that they had...no pilots.
CGNakibe: (So much love between blood brothers.)
Lithaladhwen: ...
T3chn0Namagomi: *lowered voice* Fully automated? Or remote controlled?
CGNakibe: Remote controlled, sir?
Lithaladhwen: IM: Now I don't know much about them. But that sounds very very weird.
Arch mage144: *shakes his head* The circuitry is too simple to allow for artificial intelligence.
Arch mage144: We're not ruling out the idea of remote control at this stage.
Arch mage144: This is sensitive information. Don't go spreading it aroudn.
Arch mage144: *around
T3chn0Namagomi: Affirmative, sir.
CGNakibe: Spreading what around, sir?
PapatymisonN: ... I hope you have an axe. *grins, and walks away, heading to the counter for food*
Lithaladhwen: IM: Any speculation I have leads to very very bad places and things I... don't know that I can discuss with this...this... commander.
Arch mage144: I'm just warning you. If we're attacked, Cadets...
Arch mage144: ...don't hold back.
Arch mage144: You will get no mercy from our enemy.
Besyanteo: *just shakes his head*
Lithaladhwen: *blink* As you say, sir.
Lithaladhwen: IM: Sir.
T3chn0Namagomi: I wasn't planning on doing so anyway, sir.
CGNakibe: *sighs* As you say, sir.
Besyanteo: IM: I'm getting sick of fighting them. Fucking thick skulls.
Arch mage144: *nods* I heard that delta unit was an exceptional organization.
Arch mage144: ...I guess I can let you use the simulator if you want, but promise me you'll be prepared to scramble at a moment's notice.
PapatymisonN: IM: Drow-sucking splork.
T3chn0Namagomi: Affirmative, sir!
Lithaladhwen: *nods*
CGNakibe: (Bad Klingon. BAD.)
CGNakibe: Yes sir.
T3chn0Namagomi: (Old habits die hard for me. ^^;-)
Arch mage144: *salutes* For the glory of the CFIN, leaders of world democracy and the advocates of universal freedom!
CGNakibe: (*renames Zeiren to Straight Cougar*)
T3chn0Namagomi: *salutes*
Lithaladhwen: IM: I'll just follow whatever the boys do.
Lithaladhwen: *salutes*
T3chn0Namagomi: (XD)
CGNakibe: (Zei: *suddenly can NEVER get Helena's Name right*)
Arch mage144: ("Hey, Helera!")
Arch mage144: ("It's Helena!")
T3chn0Namagomi: ("So sorry!")
CGNakibe: *Salutes*
T3chn0Namagomi: (Except when he's about to get his ass totally kicked.)
CGNakibe: *Its a tad sloppy of a salute*
Arch mage144: *officer Hitsugaya heads down the hallway, pretending not to notice the cadets on their way to the simulator*
CGNakibe: That was... interesting. 9.9
T3chn0Namagomi: *heads onward, next to Helena*
Lithaladhwen: No pilots? It's possible I need to know more about that technology. It's never really been an interest of mine, unfortunately.
Lithaladhwen: Zeiren? Is there a reason I can feel the heat from your body next to mine every time we start walking?
PapatymisonN: *gets some Udon soup of his own, and sits across from Cecil, not really looking like he wants to talk*
CGNakibe: *Pops up between Helena and Zeiren* Oh, really. Well, I'm sure you can get acquainted with such tech a bit later.
T3chn0Namagomi: <_< !!!
Lithaladhwen: *sighs*
T3chn0Namagomi: IM: Ass
Lithaladhwen: Listen. I haven't eaten in a very long time.
CGNakibe: *Seems to be doing less to get next to Helena and more to get Her away from Zeiren*
CGNakibe: *w* No means no. >.>
Lithaladhwen: Perhaps after we look at the simulator or whatever seems important... we can stop for food.
CGNakibe: Alright. *nods*
Arch mage144: C: *looks at Oxblood with a hopeful smile*
T3chn0Namagomi: Right then.
Lithaladhwen: We were just there, were we not?
T3chn0Namagomi: *w* No from HER means no.
T3chn0Namagomi: Yes, we were.
CGNakibe: Works for me.
Lithaladhwen: (Ha.)
T3chn0Namagomi: *w*No from you means NO-THING.
CGNakibe: ^^
PapatymisonN: *looks at Cecil*
T3chn0Namagomi: ^^
PapatymisonN: I just needed a snack.
Lithaladhwen: Well, it's suddenly become important that I eat.
Lithaladhwen: I'm hungrier than I thought I was.
Arch mage144: I understand. Are you alright, Oxblood?
PapatymisonN: But that ASS had to make a federal case of it...
PapatymisonN: And I'm fine.
CGNakibe: Alrighty.
PapatymisonN: Got a fight to the death scheduled now... THAT'S just great.
T3chn0Namagomi: Anyway...*walks into the simulator room*
CGNakibe: (Oxblood: I want to LIIIIVE~! ;_; )
Arch mage144: A what?
Arch mage144: Don't go getting yourself wounded!
T3chn0Namagomi: (Should I describe it?)
PapatymisonN: For AFTER the alert.
Besyanteo: (Sigov: ... Dude. I just wanted to punch you. What the fuck. o_o)
Besyanteo: (Oxblood: Punch, rend asunder... same dif.)
Arch mage144: (Feel free.)
PapatymisonN: I'll probably going back to Igala A after that...
Arch mage144: Who are you fighting?
PapatymisonN: *thumbs a thumb at Sigov*
Lithaladhwen: IM: Oh, crap. It just occurred to me.
Lithaladhwen: IM: What year is it?
Besyanteo: *Finishing up, and putting his dishes in their receptacle or whatever!*
Lithaladhwen: IM: Damn it.
Lithaladhwen: *pulls out and inspects her ID, looking for any dates*
Arch mage144: (Her ID says that she was born in 3064.)
CGNakibe: *eyes Helena*
Arch mage144: Oh...what did he do?
Lithaladhwen: IM: Wow. Gives a good idea, I guess.
PapatymisonN: (It also says she's hot.)
Lithaladhwen: *puts it away*
Lithaladhwen: (Blood type: Sex.)
T3chn0Namagomi: *The simulation room itself contains about six separate closed modules built halfway into the floor--there are numerous rooms that this is one of many, as there is NO way so many people are waiting for six simulators*
CGNakibe: (Wrong)
PapatymisonN: Compared me to a godsdamned drow.
Lithaladhwen: (Age: Sex.)
CGNakibe: (Blood Type: SUPER Sex)
Lithaladhwen: (Sex: Sex.)
Arch mage144: A drow?
Arch mage144: Hmm. That's a little harsh.
Arch mage144: (Sex: Yes, please.)
Besyanteo: (Now now: A specific drow. :o)
Besyanteo: (The one on watch.)
CGNakibe: (Which is worse.)
Lithaladhwen: There is a line.
Besyanteo: (=D)
T3chn0Namagomi: And these are the simulators...though these are rough simulators at that--they can't accurately replicate an Auracore Armor.
Arch mage144: The drow are, well, in general...they're the enemy, aren't they?
Arch mage144: Did he say you were a traitor?
PapatymisonN: (Comments: Do I make you horny, baby? Do I? I put the GRR in Swinger, baby!)
CGNakibe: Something on your mind, Helena?
Lithaladhwen: Hm? Oh. I just had my identification...renewed. I was double-checking it.
PapatymisonN: It's like saying I'm less than dirt.
T3chn0Namagomi: Ah, I see.
CGNakibe: Uh huh. >.>
CGNakibe: I know how that can be.
CGNakibe: They misspell your name and crap like that.
Besyanteo: (Oxblood reads into things a bit too far. =P)
CGNakibe: And they always seem to take your picture on bad days, ya know?
Arch mage144: That's harsh, Oxblood...
PapatymisonN: (Uh huh!)
CGNakibe: 9.9 Always make you look terrible.
Arch mage144: Are you really that concerned about it? I mean, does your life really mean so little that you're willing to potentially get yourself hurt fighting someone over a silly argument?
CGNakibe: IM: for once that idiot Makura may be right.
Lithaladhwen: It's just a picture. Can't expect them to paint a portrait in the finest oils for every cadet.
CGNakibe: IM: ... *shrugs* Ah, well. I'll check later.
PapatymisonN: ... I'm not the kind to talk my way out of situations.
CGNakibe: But dammit, they could at LEAST get my GOOD side. 9.9
CGNakibe: I mean, c'mon.
T3chn0Namagomi: Anyway, these rooms are more valuable to the pilots of non-Auracores, as they can simulate almost any of the physical aspects--aside from actual cockpit composition and replication of an Auracore's personality...
Lithaladhwen: *brief smile* Perhaps next time they will.
Arch mage144: *sighs* Well, someone like me will be there to make sure you don't die, I promise.
CGNakibe: Maybe even make me look like I'm some sort of CRAZY FIGHTING MACHINE! *Poses. looks like bad Kung Fu Movies*
Lithaladhwen: Tell me about the auracore. It has a personality?
PapatymisonN: *I hope Cecil doesn't have a spoonful of soup in his hand*
CGNakibe: IM: <.<
Lithaladhwen: I've never been familiar with that technology.
Arch mage144: *does*
Lithaladhwen: Never used it.
PapatymisonN: *cuz Oxy gives him a happy slap on the shoulder* Thanks. You're... alright.
CGNakibe: Some of em do.
T3chn0Namagomi: Yeah. Auracore Armors, or A2s for short, have their own astral symbiotes built in.
Arch mage144: *spills soup all over the place*
PapatymisonN: Oh. Sorry.
CGNakibe: ANd they're real demanding bastards, let me tell you.
Arch mage144: Ahhhh!
CGNakibe: 's why I never got one.
PapatymisonN: Stay, I'll get you a napkin.
Arch mage144: *drops his spoon*
PapatymisonN: *reeeeeeeach and nabs some*
Arch mage144: Oh, okay...thanks...
CGNakibe: That... and I really don't have many scraps of magical ability to speak of.
Lithaladhwen: Astral symbiotes.
Lithaladhwen: What happens if they are destroyed?
PapatymisonN: *give!*
Arch mage144: *wipes up the mess*
CGNakibe: With you in it? Better not to think about that.
Lithaladhwen: I want to know.
Lithaladhwen: IM: Since he's flirting.....
T3chn0Namagomi: Well, us "Teks" astrally link with it to effectively...
Arch mage144: *sighs* I'd just hate to cause anyone trouble...but I don't like seeing my allies get hurt...you know? I'm worried about this war...
Lithaladhwen: *to Zeiren, with a little smile* Will you explain about them? I haven't studied them much.
Lithaladhwen: You seem to know.
CGNakibe: >.>
Arch mage144: I became a medic because my father wanted me to join the military...*shivers* I'm so afraid I won't be able to save someone I care about...
T3chn0Namagomi: Sure thing!
CGNakibe: IM: Oh hell.
PapatymisonN: We're a strong army. We won't fail.
CGNakibe: *shrugs suddenly*
Lithaladhwen: (Womanly wiles GO.)
Arch mage144: *nod* I trust you guys.
Syra Zemyla: (Unoppressed now! But as a teacher, and a history teacher at that, I'm probably not in the simulator room.)
PapatymisonN: And we trust you.
CGNakibe: IM: Fine. If he's gonna fall all over her, I don't really give a shit.
PapatymisonN: You
Lithaladhwen: IM: This is tiresome. I just want information.
PapatymisonN: 'll do just fine.
T3chn0Namagomi: These astral symbiotes, existing on their own plane, link up with the pilot on an astral level...
Arch mage144: I just can't stand to see people die, no matter what.
Lithaladhwen: IM: Unfortunately, I'd probably make anyone else suspicious by asking. Hopefully he'll be too busy checking me out to worry about it.
Arch mage144: And I won't let them. *resolute expression*
CGNakibe: Zeiren would know the most about em anyway. I'm just a mech. *shrugs* This magic BS doesn't quite compute, you know?
Lithaladhwen: *to Serran* It can be a bit illogical sometimes.
PapatymisonN: I'm not worried.
CGNakibe: IM: Wait... isn't she supposed to be a mage?
T3chn0Namagomi: It allows, normally, for a more "fluid" control, controlling the Armor as if it's an extension of yourself.
Lithaladhwen: I see.
Arch mage144: *sighs* I wish I could say that.
Lithaladhwen: And how are these symbiotes bonded to the armor? Is it permanent?
PapatymisonN: Quit worrying. It'll just make you slip up.
Arch mage144: *nods* Okay. I won't worry. I just won't let anyone die. I promise.
CGNakibe: IM: What'd she say her name was? Zea Helena Mazuo or something, yeah?
T3chn0Namagomi: I believe it is so--you can't simply transfer a symbiote from one A2 to another--you'd have to instead rebuild it to your own specifications.
CGNakibe: Hm.
Lithaladhwen: And when the armor is destroyed?
CGNakibe: Feh. I'll be back in a minute.
PapatymisonN: Good.
Lithaladhwen: *nods to Serran*
Arch mage144: *there is a sudden burst of exhaust as a nearby simulator pod pops open abruptly*
CGNakibe: *waves*
Lithaladhwen: IM: If they're alive....
CGNakibe: >.>
T3chn0Namagomi: It's a pretty strong bond--as long as there's a good bit of the core left...
CGNakibe: IM: Oh hell.
CGNakibe: Not now.
CGNakibe: -.-
Arch mage144: *a familiar drow hops out of the pod and staggers slightly as he adjusts to walking in the real world*
T3chn0Namagomi: IM: Hell, not YOU again.
CGNakibe: .... well then.. I'll just be... going.
Lithaladhwen: *tries not to be in the way of Grumpy McStaggerpants.)
Lithaladhwen: **
CGNakibe: A minute or so at most.
PapatymisonN: (Look! It's Seto Kaiba!)
Arch mage144: Mmm. *cracks his neck*
T3chn0Namagomi: *also gets out of the way*
Arch mage144: ...Serran, Zeiren...and that woman. You again?
Lithaladhwen: And you again.
CGNakibe: (He's not quite THAT much of the Doubting Asshole Thomas, Charles.)
Arch mage144: Yes, me again.
PapatymisonN: ... you don't... know anything about that Helena chick, do you?
Arch mage144: I don't believe I've properly introduced myself.
CGNakibe: I was just making headway to the bathroom, Makura.
CGNakibe: *Quick-steps down the hall*
Arch mage144: My name is Makura Kuragari, descendent of Kage Sentan and accomplished tek cadet. I have synchronization scores that outpace many lesser officers, and I have logged over seven hundred simulator hours.
Arch mage144: *headshake* Who?
T3chn0Namagomi: ...Not that the simulator hours matter much
Arch mage144: They might not, but my mecha is a custom, constructed by my father.
CGNakibe: *The few who see him can see Serran pass the bathrooms and go the few feet beyond to his own room*
Arch mage144: And he's the head of SentanCorp's weapons R&D department.
PapatymisonN: That girl with Zeiran and company.
T3chn0Namagomi: Oh yes. I forgot you're a spoiled rich brat.
Lithaladhwen: (I totally saw that and read D&D.)
Arch mage144: You're missing the point.
CGNakibe: (KaibaCorp!)
PapatymisonN: She just... showed up today, claiming to be part of Delta.
Arch mage144: It's a serious upgrade from the Shadowstorm-LBX80 I used to pilot.
Lithaladhwen: *simply absorbs the information about the bitchy kid*
PapatymisonN: (See? Doubt not my analogies, for they are true and sound!)
CGNakibe: (The sad thing about Makura is he doesn't have the little brother to make you feel bad for him.)
Arch mage144: The Mephisto MK-17 is a groundbreaking piece of technology.
Arch mage144: (He actually does.)
Arch mage144: (He's one of fifteen children.)
CGNakibe: (Uh oh.)
T3chn0Namagomi: IM: Here he goes again. 9_9
Lithaladhwen: (Cripes! Too many little Makuras.)
T3chn0Namagomi: (Oh hell...this is almost as bad as Zeiren's family)
CGNakibe: (The world ONLY NEEDS ONE)
CGNakibe: (And doesn't really NEED THAT one.)
PapatymisonN: (And I bet at least one of them half-looks like a girl!)
Lithaladhwen: IM: I won't be able to flirt information out of him the way I can with Zeiren.
Lithaladhwen: IM: Too bad. He seems like he could talk forever.
Arch mage144: She's part of delta unit?
PapatymisonN: I guess...
Arch mage144: What's she look like?
CGNakibe: *Once in his room, he picks up the phone and dials a room number* Hey there. Chelsea? Yeah. Its me.
T3chn0Namagomi: Yeah, yeah, we know, "groundbreaking", so on, so on. You've told just about every new person about it.
PapatymisonN: Long blue hair. Carries a staff. Looks like she needed new clothes.
Arch mage144: You just don't get it, do you? SentanCorp is responsible for all the latest mecha breakthroughs regarding weapons research and development.
Arch mage144: They produce components for 75% of all mecha on this continent.
Lithaladhwen: (Long like a freak long.)
Arch mage144: Oh, her?
Arch mage144: I...I think I accidentally ran into her earlier.
CGNakibe: How've ya been doin'? Good. Good. Things're still running just fine down there, eh? Debugging the sims not getting you down already, right?
T3chn0Namagomi: You're obviously overstating.
PapatymisonN: Oh.
CGNakibe: Yeah. I was wondering if you could, you know, maybe let me know some stuff about the new folks to the Squad.
Lithaladhwen: IM: Ordinarily I'd point out the obvious fact that I don't pilot a mecha.
Lithaladhwen: IM: But at least he's still talking.
CGNakibe: Oh, no rush. It can wait.
T3chn0Namagomi: Sentancorp only accounts for 75% of southeastern Igala.
Arch mage144: At bare minimum, they produce some form of component for at least 70% of all mecha forces. Even if they don't manufacture the most vital components, they create some of the weapons systems.
CGNakibe: Yeah yeah. I know I know. I'll pay ya back later.
Arch mage144: Targeting computers, notably, and plasma-based melee armaments.
Lithaladhwen: *smirks*
CGNakibe: Thanks Chelsea. Bye.
CGNakibe: *click*
Lithaladhwen: IM: Plasma weapons. I...think I remember him.
T3chn0Namagomi: The latter is a bit overrated with recent shielding developments.
Arch mage144: My family, at least, is loyal to this continent's government.
PapatymisonN: ... Going to finish your crackers?
Besyanteo: (Also: Dishes to be done, and honestly this is just too hard to get in on. Later folks.)
CGNakibe: *runs back to where the "friends" are gathered* Hey.
Lithaladhwen: IM: At least, I think eh mentioned them.
Arch mage144: I'm not interested in hearing about those. Who do you think developed the countermeasures to plasma weapons, hm?
Arch mage144: Oh, yeah! I put most of them in my soup.
Arch mage144: Do you want the rest?
PapatymisonN: That'd be nice.
PapatymisonN: *done his soup already*
Arch mage144: *offers the crackers*
T3chn0Namagomi: The Neo-Solasian-based Makku-Zumi corporation.
PapatymisonN: *takes, pops the packaging, and eats them in one gulp*
PapatymisonN: Love those things. ^_^
CGNakibe: Weren't the first designs made by the Fuchiyama corporation of Nekonia? 9.9
Lithaladhwen: Listen. As much as talk of business competition amuses me without end...I'm going to see about food.
Arch mage144: Incorrect. SentanCorp developed the root technolgoy, but Makku-Zumi was responsible for the mass production.
Lithaladhwen: Makura. Always a pleasure.
Arch mage144: *technology
Arch mage144: ...
Lithaladhwen: Zeiren, Serran, are you coming?
Arch mage144: *bows curtly*
CGNakibe: Coming where?
T3chn0Namagomi: In fact, I am.
CGNakibe: Oh, yes yes. Of course.
CGNakibe: Certainly.
CGNakibe: IM: ANYWHERE BUT HERE.
Lithaladhwen: *leads the way back*
Arch mage144: IM: Idiots.
Lithaladhwen: *on the way...* Why do you talk to him if you dislike him so intensely?
CGNakibe: He's on the team.
PapatymisonN: ... gark. That alert better sound soon. I'm tired of waiting.
T3chn0Namagomi: We'll have to put up with him at one point or another. If not here, then on the battlefield.
Arch mage144: *shrugs* I don't know when the enemy will come again. No one does.
CGNakibe: *shrugs* Besides. Its too much work to beat him properly.
Arch mage144: In fact, I heard that no one even knew who the enemy was.
Lithaladhwen: Good to know.
Lithaladhwen: *arrive at the mess hall of great justice*
PapatymisonN: ... don't see how that concerns me.
CGNakibe: *Better have Great Pudding*
Arch mage144: You're not worried about the fact that the enemy mecha had no identifiers?
PapatymisonN: No.
T3chn0Namagomi: IM: And there's the smelly bastard. >.<
PapatymisonN: When it comes to battle, it doesn't matter who the enemy is. At least to me.
Arch mage144: I guess you're right.
Lithaladhwen: *grabs some food the way other people seem to do.... and sits down across from Cecil with a sandwich and a paper box that says "JUICE" in clear, reassuring letter*
Lithaladhwen: *letters
PapatymisonN: The politicians can squabble all they like. As long as I fight their battles for them.
Arch mage144: Oh, hello!
Arch mage144: I'm sorry I ran into you earlier!
CGNakibe: Is it Juice? Or some horrible thing from BEYOND?
Lithaladhwen: *shrugs* It's fine.
CGNakibe: The world wants to know!
Lithaladhwen: And it says it's juice. It doesn't look like juice.
Arch mage144: It is juice. *blinks*
Lithaladhwen: *picks it up and stares at it*
Arch mage144: Just in a box.
T3chn0Namagomi: *grabs some of his own food, and then sits down next to Helena*
Lithaladhwen: How do you get it?
Arch mage144: You have to put the straw in the foil part.
Arch mage144: *looks confused*
Syra Zemyla: (Back in the food court?)
Arch mage144: How can you have never seen a juice box?
Arch mage144: (Yes.)
Lithaladhwen: *turns it around, looking for the Straw and hoping that she'll know it when she sees it*
CGNakibe: >.>
Lithaladhwen: I don't drink enough juice, apparently.
T3chn0Namagomi: <_< Err...*points at it*
Arch mage144: ...it would seem not.
Lithaladhwen: *suddenly* ^_^ Zeiren, could you do it?
Arch mage144: Where are you from, again? I heard you were part of delta unit.
Lithaladhwen: *holds it out*
Arch mage144: *blinks* You look kinda like you could be Valthi.
CGNakibe: She does, doesn't she? o.o Huh.
PapatymisonN: ... oh...
Lithaladhwen: ...Distant relation.
T3chn0Namagomi: *takes the straw off and out of the plastic, and impales the single foil circle with it*
Arch mage144: Oh, one of your uncles? Your great grandfather?
PapatymisonN: Hmph. *doesn't know what to make of that*
CGNakibe: (Old Man Zeke?)
CGNakibe: >.> *looks over at Zeiren* IM: Oh, he's DEFINITELY in trouble then.
Lithaladhwen: ^_^ Thanks! *takes the juice back and tries it*
Lithaladhwen: Hm. Juice is good.
CGNakibe: *chuckles* IM: This oughtta be interesting, then.
Arch mage144: ...yeah, it is...
Arch mage144: ...you really don't drink much juice, do you?
PapatymisonN: IM: Weird.
Lithaladhwen: Not in a long time. Too long.
Arch mage144: Anyway, I'm sorry for not introducing myself after running into you. I was in a hurry and didn't want to fail my exam.
T3chn0Namagomi: IM: Huh...
Arch mage144: I'm Cecil Elmine, delta squad field medic.
PapatymisonN: Oh. Oxblood Blargchark.
CGNakibe: Cecil here is going to have his hands full the first time Makura scrapes his knee. 9.9
Lithaladhwen: My friends call me Helena, or Hel is okay too.
T3chn0Namagomi: IM: I thought even kids knew how to open those juice boxes
Arch mage144: Oh, I think Makura's tougher than that. Do you know what I heard?
PapatymisonN: I like that name. ^_^
CGNakibe: Huh? What?
PapatymisonN: *tusky grin*
Arch mage144: *whisper* I heard that his brother killed his roommate, which is why Makura doesn't have one.
CGNakibe: *nods*
Arch mage144: *w* Makura's family is scary.
Lithaladhwen: *chuckles*
Arch mage144: *w* Mafia connections, or something.
T3chn0Namagomi: *gives a "back off!" glare to Oxblood*
CGNakibe: Heard something lile that before. Probably just rumors. *shrugs*
Arch mage144: It might be, but still...
PapatymisonN: *gives him a "huh?" look*
Arch mage144: I bet he's just lonely. A big family like his, and such high expectations...
CGNakibe: (Zei is hot for teachaaa~!)
Syra Zemyla: *And Deinera comes back into the food court, looking somewhat worn. She goes over and selects an energy drink and sits down.*
Lithaladhwen: ...I've seen stranger.
T3chn0Namagomi: Eh. There's a lot of stories about Makura. All I know for sure is that he's a dickhead with an expensive A2.
CGNakibe: Well, he's doing a lot to help himself stay lonely if you ask me.
Arch mage144: *nods*
CGNakibe: *shrugs*
Arch mage144: It seems like it, yeah...I don't know. Maybe he just doesn't know what to do. Drow are all suspected of being traitors to the CFIN, after all.
Syra Zemyla: *more to self than anything else* I thought they would never settle down...
CGNakibe: He DOES go on and on about how loyal his family is.
Lithaladhwen: (Makes it easier for the bad drow to move, what with Makura sweeping around like a great black bat, getting people suspicious.)
Lithaladhwen: (I can't believe I made that reference. *gags*)
Arch mage144: Well, maybe they really are, and he's afraid someone will think otherwise.
Arch mage144: What if he got ousted from the CFIN MAC unit for being a suspected enemy of the state?
Lithaladhwen: *pulls her hair around and lays it over her lap so she isn't sitting on it anymore*
Arch mage144: How would you feel if that happened t oyou?
Arch mage144: *to you
CGNakibe: Eh. *Shrugs* Can't really say.
Lithaladhwen: (That's so much more uncomfortable than you think. Big ol' braid under your ass.)
Lithaladhwen: (It tickles.)
CGNakibe: I'd rather not have it happen, sure.
T3chn0Namagomi: He also goes on about how his father's in his big R&D position. He's probably full of it just because he sees himself as invincible with whatever that thing is.
Arch mage144: Maybe you're right, Zeiren.
PapatymisonN: He's not.
Lithaladhwen: *shrug* Nothing is invincible.
Lithaladhwen: Everything dies. It just happens.
T3chn0Namagomi: Doesn't mean he doesn't think he is.
CGNakibe: *shrugs* Either way, I just wish he had an attitude adjustment.
Lithaladhwen: He can only think that for so long.
T3chn0Namagomi: Maybe so many consecutive asskickings would fix it. *snicker*
Arch mage144: *shakes his head* No one is invincible...the humanoid body is frighteningly fragile.
Arch mage144: A bullet can kill you...a runaway car...even fried food...
PapatymisonN: Depends on the body...
T3chn0Namagomi: Eh. I was talking more about his A2
CGNakibe: Hey, I LIKE Fried food, thanks.
Arch mage144: Armors, too. Only so much damage that can be sustained by one of those things.
CGNakibe: And I'll continue eating it till it starts eating ME, if you don't mind. ^^
T3chn0Namagomi: You'd be surprised.
Lithaladhwen: I almost regret I'm unable to communicate with those armors. They seem interesting.
PapatymisonN: And even then, if a rogue fragment breaks off from inside the cockpit...
Lithaladhwen: IM: I want to see if they're alive.
CGNakibe: >.>
Arch mage144: I hope they do their job of protecting you guys, though.
PapatymisonN: Hits you in the head?
PapatymisonN: Goodnight.
CGNakibe: Hey, Pan'll do alright, I think.
T3chn0Namagomi: <_< You forgot that some of us wear helmets inside of the Armor.
CGNakibe: Maybe needs a tune up since the last time we went out for a ride.
PapatymisonN: Even then...
T3chn0Namagomi: You'd still be amazed at how durable some of these things can be.
PapatymisonN: Even then...
T3chn0Namagomi: I've heard rumors of a few Valthi makes that will live through a meteor falling on them.
CGNakibe: You worry too much, Cecil. Gotta go with the flow a little more, ya know?
Arch mage144: That's amazing!
Arch mage144: Oh, I guess...
Arch mage144: It's just...well...oh, it's not a big deal.
T3chn0Namagomi: But that's beside the point
Lithaladhwen: Strange things can destroy a suit of armor, especially if the pilot isn't careful.
Lithaladhwen: I knew a man once who'd been trapped in some bizarrely cold locale...
Lithaladhwen: And there was ice inside some of the.... I don't know. Inner workings.
T3chn0Namagomi: *listens attentively*
Lithaladhwen: It doesn't work when it's frozen, obviously.
Arch mage144: Did his life support systems shut down?
Lithaladhwen: They didn't have to. He was an idiot and his armor was frozen. So he stuffed it with paper and attempted to light a fire so that the ice would melt.
T3chn0Namagomi: ...
Lithaladhwen: It exploded. He died.
Lithaladhwen: I found out about it afterwrad.
T3chn0Namagomi: Yeah. That was dumb.
Arch mage144: ......oh, dear Ashura...
CGNakibe: Oh, lovely.
PapatymisonN: ... no honour in that...
Lithaladhwen: I felt guilty laughing. But sometimes you have to, once you're out of earshot.
CGNakibe: Fucking hell. He must've managed to light a fuel line aflame or somethin.
Arch mage144: What were you doing there?
Lithaladhwen: I get transferred a lot.
T3chn0Namagomi: There's something, well, amusing about that deal...
Arch mage144: What unit were you with before A delta?
Lithaladhwen: *waves her hand dismissively* Never stayed in one place long. I think I might be too specialized to be useful in one place for long periods of time.
Lithaladhwen: IM: And I still haven't lied.
Lithaladhwen: IM: I wonder how long that'll take.
Arch mage144: Oh...what do you do?
Lithaladhwen: Just a mage.
T3chn0Namagomi: Heh. Too specialized, huh?
Arch mage144: *nod* What school do you specialize in, then?
CGNakibe: Hopefully something in Wind.
CGNakibe: Always wanted a Wind mage on our unit.
Lithaladhwen: Sorry to disappoint.
T3chn0Namagomi: Heh.
CGNakibe: Damn.
CGNakibe: Ah, well.
Lithaladhwen: But the only natural element I'm good with is plant magic.
T3chn0Namagomi: Interesting.
Lithaladhwen: And I do know a bit of that. Less useful now than it used to be...
PapatymisonN: *grin* Can you grow hash?
Lithaladhwen: But it comes up every now and again.
T3chn0Namagomi: ...
Lithaladhwen: *shrug* I can grow lots of things. Why hash?
Arch mage144: ...you know that stuff is bad for you, right? It causes lung cancer!
Lithaladhwen: *points at Cecil* He's right.
CGNakibe: Eh.
CGNakibe: Life causes cancer.
Lithaladhwen: A lot of people die from that stuff.
PapatymisonN: It'll take more than lung cancer to stop me.
Arch mage144: Yeah, but that doesn't mean you should try to go out of your way to get cancer.
Lithaladhwen: They all say that.
CGNakibe: Should you be breathing this air?
CGNakibe: It'll give you cancer!
CGNakibe: *snickers*
Arch mage144: Medics like me get stuck taking care of you when that happens.
PapatymisonN: May as well breath "good" air...
Arch mage144: And we'd really rather not have people be sick at all.
Lithaladhwen: IM: I wonder if they still study necromancy. With my luck it would brand me as some sort of traitor or spy.
T3chn0Namagomi: Then again...*notably holding his nose shut* Some things are naturally hazardous, so to say.
Lithaladhwen: IM: Millenia pass, and I still have to hide that. Weird.
Arch mage144: Naturally hazardous?
PapatymisonN: ...
PapatymisonN: What's that mean, anyways?
T3chn0Namagomi: Just simply being nearby can be a bit of a hazard, so to say.
T3chn0Namagomi: *is still pinching his nose shut*
CGNakibe: >.>
PapatymisonN: ...
Arch mage144: ...
CGNakibe: Aaanyway. So. Helena. What else can we show you?
Lithaladhwen: *finishes her egg salad sandwich, because that's what she was eating*
Lithaladhwen: *shrug* Whatever you feel is important. Whatever I need to know.
T3chn0Namagomi: Well, there's always the hangars...
CGNakibe: Having your suit shipped in, or what?
Lithaladhwen: I don't know the particulars. I go where I'm told, really.
CGNakibe: *nods. Friendly friendly*
Lithaladhwen: Unfortunately, it seems the recent emergency makes me a slightly lower priority.
PapatymisonN: (*has an image of a tiny sprite kicking the ass out of Heavyarms in that SNES Gundam game*)
Arch mage144: (Poor Quatre.)
Lithaladhwen: IM: I need a what now?
T3chn0Namagomi: Right...I'll show you where the hangar is, then.
CGNakibe: (We shouldn't be fighting! ;_; )
Arch mage144: I have to go back to the medical bay, so I won't be joining you guys.
PapatymisonN: (I don't get how he's supposed to be the best pilot out of THE FIVE, anyways...)
Lithaladhwen: Where is the medical bay?
Arch mage144: (Duo is totally the man.)
Arch mage144: It's in the east wing.
Arch mage144: You're not injured or sick, are you? *concerned look*
Lithaladhwen: ...I should hope that I'd notice.
Arch mage144: You look okay to me.
Arch mage144: I was just worried.
T3chn0Namagomi: (Also, Epyon is cheap.)
Lithaladhwen: Your... concern is probably completely unnecessary.
CGNakibe: (Heavyarms is cheaper.)
T3chn0Namagomi: (Poor Vayeate)
Arch mage144: (I actually tend to play Wing 0.)
CGNakibe: >.>
T3chn0Namagomi: (...Yeah, I play Vayeate.)
CGNakibe: (And I play Sandrock.)
T3chn0Namagomi: (And some Wing.)
CGNakibe: (And, of course, DEATHSCYTHE!)
PapatymisonN: (I was a Deathscythe man as well.)
Lithaladhwen: (No commento.)
Arch mage144: Oh, okay, if you say so.
Lithaladhwen: I do. But thank you anyway.
Lithaladhwen: IM: It's been a while since someone else was keeping track of whether or not I was... well, whatever.
Lithaladhwen: IM: I'm not hurt. Unless my leg broke after I sat down and somehow I overlooked it.
T3chn0Namagomi: So, err, which is it? Medical bay or hangar?
Lithaladhwen: I can guess what's in the medical bay. What's in the hangar?
T3chn0Namagomi: Hangar's where all the Armors, A2s, and mage-suits are
Arch mage144: You guys have fun in the hangar. *nods and rises, headed off to the medical bay*
Lithaladhwen: *raises a hand in a polite wave*
PapatymisonN: I should work on the Jarga, anyways. I'll come with you.
T3chn0Namagomi: *nods*
Lithaladhwen: Then I guess I should see that.
T3chn0Namagomi: Some of the pilots build or modify their own Armors themselves. Others have assistance.
Lithaladhwen: It's what I'm least familiar with, and that makes it more important for the moment.
CGNakibe: IM: Least familiar?
T3chn0Namagomi: *gets up*
T3chn0Namagomi: IM: Hmm...
PapatymisonN: *stands as well*
Lithaladhwen: I haven't had use for a lot of the more complicated technology. I've mainly worked with my magic, and that's it. Up until now that's been good enough.
CGNakibe: IM: Why wouldn't she be familiar with Armors?
Lithaladhwen: However, it seems like a good idea to be as familiar with what other people are doing as I possibly can.
T3chn0Namagomi: Right. So anyway...
T3chn0Namagomi: IM: This IS odd...almost everyone's familiar with Armors to an extent
Lithaladhwen: (She knows people who piloted them and were killed by them. That's gotta count for something.)
Lithaladhwen: (She knows what they do to others. She doesn't know how to make them go.)
T3chn0Namagomi: *leads the way to the exit to the hangar!*
PapatymisonN: *following along*
T3chn0Namagomi: *attempting to drop back slightly to be next to Helena if Serran allows it*
CGNakibe: *Most certainly does NOT*
T3chn0Namagomi: *Asshole*
CGNakibe: *damn right.* ^^
CGNakibe: *Looks over at Zeiren* *sighs*
CGNakibe: *suddenly moves aside. What th eheck?*
PapatymisonN: *watches this*
Lithaladhwen: *oblivious*
PapatymisonN: IM: Humans have odd mating rituals.
T3chn0Namagomi: *Anyway, the hangar itself is, amongst other things, absolutely massive, with varied Armors of different makes, suspended by varying supports. The cavernous area notably has a grating floor, suspended above many more such floors..*
T3chn0Namagomi: *Varied Armors of many different makes are in various states of repair, disrepair, and maintenance--the internals vary as wildly as the externals, it seems...*
Lithaladhwen: Fascinating. The men who did the initial research for these were geniuses.
Lithaladhwen: IM: At least the one that I met was.
PapatymisonN: *Oxblood heads for a goodsize mech, steel-coloured with green accents, which holds an axe big enough for it*
T3chn0Namagomi: *Off to the right, a grouping of smaller, more human-sized suits is visible on their own area, apparently above the floor, rather than suspended over nothing*
Lithaladhwen: IM: So inquisitive.
Lithaladhwen: IM: Kept peppering me with questions, and asking more before I could answer the first ones.
Lithaladhwen: *smiles at the memory*
Lithaladhwen: IM: I liked him. Funny that I'd remember one man.
T3chn0Namagomi: *To the left seems to be a rack of various "basic" weapon modules--plasma guns, plasma blade emitters, various forms of solid munitions, positron cannons, graviton cannons...*
T3chn0Namagomi: *...And a few monomolecular knives for variety*
Arch mage144: (The prog knife!)
T3chn0Namagomi: (Nah. That'd be a heat-knife)
Lithaladhwen: (Is there a lance, or did they toss that downstairs stuck in a crucified amputee?)
Arch mage144: (Um, no.)
Lithaladhwen: (To which part?)
Arch mage144: (No crucified amputees in the basement.)
T3chn0Namagomi: *Some people are individually working on their mecha, others seem to be tended to by techie teams...and others yet are left alone*
PapatymisonN: *climbing his mech*
Lithaladhwen: IM: I need some excuse for not knowing how to use anything the mages use.
T3chn0Namagomi: *It might be notable that said people are suspended by particularly strong cables when not working from the floor, as a safety measure*
PapatymisonN: IM: Please tell me the heat casing stayed in place...
Lithaladhwen: *mental wheels a-turning*
Besyanteo: (I'm sure we have a few sexually frustrated emo kids to play the part of unwilling hero, though. Can we crucify them in the basement instead?)
Besyanteo: (The fans will go nuts for it!)
Lithaladhwen: IM: Tell them I was in research or something.
Lithaladhwen: IM: That sounds reasonable.
Lithaladhwen: IM: Then why the hell would I be here?
Lithaladhwen: IM: Damn it. What the hell am I doing here. What is He thinking?
PapatymisonN: (Resh: IM: *bunnies*)
CGNakibe: Impressive, ain't it?
Lithaladhwen: Certainly is.
T3chn0Namagomi: Yeah...the mage-suits, as you can see, are over there.
T3chn0Namagomi: *motioning*
Lithaladhwen: Yeah. *nods*
Lithaladhwen: IM: Mage suits. Do I just wear it, or do I have to do something to it?
Lithaladhwen: IM: Research into what? Damn it.
Lithaladhwen: IM: Oh, fuck it. Necromantic research. I'll say the drow use it, so we needed our own experts.
Lithaladhwen: IM: They seem perfectly willing to believe whatever they want about their enemies.
Lithaladhwen: IM: I'll tell them they play with zombies.
Lithaladhwen: IM: And therefore, so do I.
Lithaladhwen: IM: Excellent.
Lithaladhwen: I have to tell you. I've seen very different combat than... I think you're used to. As a result, I haven't had much need for these suits.
T3chn0Namagomi: That's apparently smelly's Armor there *noting the one Oxblood climbed on*...
Lithaladhwen: I did a lot of research-oriented things.
Lithaladhwen: *nods toward it* I can see that.
PapatymisonN: *a wrench lands dangerously close to the bigot*
PapatymisonN: ...
PapatymisonN: ...
PapatymisonN: HEADS UP.
PapatymisonN: e_e
T3chn0Namagomi: Uh huh. I know you better than that.
T3chn0Namagomi: So, you've never used a mage-suit, eh?
PapatymisonN: Sorry! Can't hear you!
Lithaladhwen: No.
T3chn0Namagomi: *now ignores the orc.*
Lithaladhwen: Like I said. Very different combat.
CGNakibe: What sort? o.o
Lithaladhwen: Promise not to tell?
T3chn0Namagomi: Sure thing, Hel. *grin*
Lithaladhwen: IM: Give the kids the conspiratorial thing. Make them feel important and hopefully that'll be enough.
CGNakibe: Sure, Helena. ^^
Lithaladhwen: Well, I've done a lot of research into necromancy. It isn't something I needed a suit for, because either you can control the dead or you can't.
Lithaladhwen: Mainly because we need to keep up with the drow. You know.
Lithaladhwen: They'll do anything.
Lithaladhwen: IM: We. Oh, Lord. It's 'we' already.
CGNakibe: Crazy.
Lithaladhwen: So I study what they study. Keep it to yourselves, okay?
Lithaladhwen: I'm trusting you. *nod*
T3chn0Namagomi: Never heard of such a thing, but sure.
T3chn0Namagomi: IM: Huh...honestly never heard that kind of thing...
CGNakibe: Hey, works for me.
CGNakibe: (Is it just me, or is this slowly losing steam?)
T3chn0Namagomi: So...hm. I personally don't know how the hell to work those mage-suits--I thing you're supposed to just put them on, but...
T3chn0Namagomi: *think
Lithaladhwen: *shrug* I didn't need one.
Lithaladhwen: Maybe I still won't.
Lithaladhwen: I haven't been told anything.
T3chn0Namagomi: Hmm...*scratches his head, thinking*
T3chn0Namagomi: (Had to sorta hide it from potentially prying eyes. :-( )
Lithaladhwen: (I agree. I think it's because we're in description/absorption mode, and there isn't as much to DO for the moment.)
T3chn0Namagomi: (Anyway)
T3chn0Namagomi: (Err, sorry about that. ^^;-)
T3chn0Namagomi: I'd show you Dickhead's A2, but that would imply that I was somehow impressed by him. *snrrks*
PapatymisonN: *climbing down*
Lithaladhwen: I think he's impressed enough for the both of you.
T3chn0Namagomi: Seriously.
Lithaladhwen: Why don't you show me yours? *head tilt*
Lithaladhwen: IM: This is absurd.
T3chn0Namagomi: Well, lessee...I was thinking that, but then I think I'd come off as a bit too...egotistical. ^^
Besyanteo: *And... Hey, it's that guy again. He's entering the Hangar!*
Besyanteo: *... and he notes Helena and her posse there* ...
Besyanteo: IM: They're everywhere.
Lithaladhwen: Well, I'd offer to demonstrate my own abilities, but unless you've got a dead body handy or any dead relatives you'd like to contact....
Lithaladhwen: I can't really do much right now.
CGNakibe: *Waves* Hey there!
CGNakibe: Join the party!
PapatymisonN: *grumbles, reclimbs his mech*
Besyanteo: ... *heads over* ... What's this about dead bodies...?
Lithaladhwen: (What? No takers?)
T3chn0Namagomi: I see...well, I guess I could show you.
Lithaladhwen: Talking shop.
Besyanteo: ... UH huh. <_<
Besyanteo: Must be one hell of a shop.
Lithaladhwen: You have no idea.
T3chn0Namagomi: I guess we could show you Serran's Armor as well.
CGNakibe: Only when a guy loosens the one nut that keps the assembly for an armor in good shape before inspection.
CGNakibe: No thanks. Pan's due for repairs right now. ^^;;;
T3chn0Namagomi: Ah.
CGNakibe: Maybe tomorrow.
T3chn0Namagomi: Right then.
Lithaladhwen: Definitely.
CGNakibe: IM: She ain't getting near MY mech.
Lithaladhwen: IM: Oh, crap. I have to sleep.
Lithaladhwen: IM: Where am I going to do that?
Besyanteo: (Hmmm...)
CGNakibe: So what brings you 'round this way, eh?
Lithaladhwen: IM: If I were really desperate, I bet Zeiren would find a way to let me bunk with him. But...I'm not that desperate.
T3chn0Namagomi: IM: Not bringing her into Scelestus--Nanashii would likely get a bit...jealous, I think.
Besyanteo: *he brightens a bit! He was looking irritable before* I just came in to have a look at some of the linkages in my machine.
Besyanteo: The gattling rifle isn't getting the rate of fire I'd like.
CGNakibe: Oh? I could probably help with that.
Arch mage144: *luckily for Zea, she's been assigned to room D4 in the northwest quarters, according to her ID*
T3chn0Namagomi: Right then...it's this way *starts down one of the many, many walkways*
Besyanteo: That'd be great. It's just over this way.
PapatymisonN: *checking the axle for the sternside gatling gun*
Besyanteo: *And... off he goes! Down the line of mechs, assumably*
CGNakibe: Cool. *follows Sigov* Which one is it?
Besyanteo: Probably the only mech in the whole damn place that goes on four legs...
Besyanteo: *He gestures ahead, to something... odd looking*
Lithaladhwen: IM: I love this ID. I'm keeping this.
T3chn0Namagomi: Heh...it's sorta easy to get lost in here, now that I mention it...^^; *looking around* Oh! There it is.
Lithaladhwen: IM: Maybe it has the secrets of the universe under that little...what's that phrase again. Bar code.
Besyanteo: *It's about average size, but the thing goes on four spider like legs in a square formation, and has two large heavy guns mounted on the sides. Think of Heavy arms, but more.... ergonomic.*
T3chn0Namagomi: (Bes wins for an AC-style quad)
Lithaladhwen: (Keen.)
Besyanteo: (Heheh. I always loved those legs.)
Besyanteo: (Couldn't hover for shit, but you outran and dodged everything anyway. ^^)
CGNakibe: (Never really liked Quads myself)
CGNakibe: (But then this is as probably is known.)
PapatymisonN: (Sentient species are bipedal for a reason.)
Besyanteo: (Notin Gaera. :o)
Lithaladhwen: (Unfortunately for me, Helena is keenly interested in the toasters.)
Besyanteo: (Besides, I can ignore that with a full machine.)
Besyanteo: *He gets into elevator!* On up we go.
T3chn0Namagomi: *and thus stands a particularly tall silver-and-black Armor that some would note to be of Neo-Solasian make...*
CGNakibe: Don't see many quads around.
CGNakibe: Good stuff.
CGNakibe: Very stable.
Besyanteo: Oh yeah. I could fire twin gauss rifles from this thing without worrying about tipping. Damn sturdy.
Lithaladhwen: (Yeah. Helena can tell it's of Neo-Solasian make. She's like a wine enthusiast, only with mecha.)
Lithaladhwen: (She can tell by its bouquet.)
Besyanteo: (I have NO idea what make this would be. =D ... Also, stop drinking my mech, plz. ;-;-)
PapatymisonN: (... I do NOT want to know what the bouquet on the Jarga is.)
Lithaladhwen: (It's such a nice cultural blend, though! Not too pretentious.)
Besyanteo: There's a few other weapons on him, but it's pretty obvious what I use most often...
CGNakibe: Cool. Usually there's so damn many bipedals here. And not a one you'd wanna put anything of decent heft on.
Besyanteo: So of course, it gives me the most problems. *he glares at the guns*
Besyanteo: *They get up by the arms! Guns! ... Whatever!*
T3chn0Namagomi: *The head itself seems to be of a simple two-part make, with a red monovisor above the "facemask". Atop the head is a single crest, and a pair of spikes jutting up and back from the sides of the top piece.*
Besyanteo: *And he... walks out onto them. You know, that can't be safe.*
Lithaladhwen: *watches him*
Lithaladhwen: *doesn't seem too terribly concerned*
Besyanteo: *And he opens a panel on the side, hooking some wires from the elevator into some data ports in said panel*
Besyanteo: (Of course she's not. If he dies, it's business as usual for her. :o)
Lithaladhwen: (You'd think.)
Lithaladhwen: (You might be wrong.)
CGNakibe: Hm.
CGNakibe: You sure you got this hooked up right? *points*
Besyanteo: (Well, assuming that she has the same Job in this setting as in Second Gen, yeah. =P)
Besyanteo: Hm? *he looks over*
PapatymisonN: (... ^_^)
Lithaladhwen: (What he said.)
CGNakibe: I'm sure if you connected this part over here, replaced this with a DZ 86, you'd at least get twice the output. Not to mention prevent a few future problems.
Besyanteo: *He heads over and examines!*
Besyanteo: ... Hot damn, you're right.
T3chn0Namagomi: *The torso itself is streamlined, and appears to house a pair of focused laser cannons--but no noticeable entry hatch. From the back, a pair of...almost stripped wings extends, each ending in a bladelike extension...*
Besyanteo: (...)
Besyanteo: (Crap. I saw wings and now I'll never get the Wing Zero image out of my head for it.)
Besyanteo: *changing some things* I think they keep the DZ 86 in stock here... Right?
Besyanteo: Fucking rookie mistake. I need to work with you more often!
T3chn0Namagomi: *The pair of humanoid arms itself, while having a generally sleek look, aren't that notable; no guns, nothing, though there are large side-shields extending downward from the shoulders.*
Lithaladhwen: So. I have a question about the auracore. You said that the bond was presumably permanent.
T3chn0Namagomi: Yes.
CGNakibe: Hey, I'm not all that good myself.
CGNakibe: I see a few things in your design I could probably steal for Pan.
Lithaladhwen: Do you know how long one has been kept intact, in armor? Is there an upper limit to what's been tested?
Besyanteo: Heh. Feel free. What's your name, anyway?
Besyanteo: I think Makura yelled it earlier, but he was throwing alot of names around.
T3chn0Namagomi: *It's also notable that there seems to be no noticeable entry hatch in the front* I'm personally not sure as far as what the upper limit has been, when I think about it.
Lithaladhwen: It seems to me as if they're alive in many senses. I'd like to know more about them.
CGNakibe: Serran. Serran Dien.
CGNakibe: And I generally don't listen to much Makura says.
CGNakibe: Helps me sleep at night.
PapatymisonN: *Oxblood works on the portside exhaust vents*
Besyanteo: *He offers his huge green hand for shaking* Sigov Wiewyr, though I let people call me Siggy if it's easier. ... And I think I understand.
Lithaladhwen: Are the astral symbiotes native to the astral plane? If so, how were they bonded and is it possible to sever that bond.
Lithaladhwen: If the bond is severed, what then?
PapatymisonN: (*as Charles quietly designs the Jarga in Paint*)
Lithaladhwen: Just curious about the whole thing.
T3chn0Namagomi: *The A2 itself has a long armor skirt that seems to house intakes--just like the torso does. Intakes are noticeable on the lower legs as well, and the feet themselves appear to have "toes" in the front and back...*
Besyanteo: (Heheh.)
CGNakibe: Oh.
CGNakibe: Have you met that Helena girl?
Syra Zemyla has left the room.
Besyanteo: Seen her, caught the bit about dead bodies earlier...
Besyanteo: She seems very off. <_< ... And Makura was right about one thing anyway.
CGNakibe: ... Don't SAY those words.
Besyanteo: We're mostly young rookies in D. What's she doing here?
CGNakibe: *gag, choke*
T3chn0Namagomi: Hmm...I can't say that I know very well about how the symbiotes were bonded or created, though...I imagine it may be possible to sever the bond...I'm not sure what would happen to the symbiote, but the Armor itself, well...
Lithaladhwen: ("Makura was right." *shiver* Oooh. say it again.)
Besyanteo: (XD)
PapatymisonN: ("Makura.")
CGNakibe: The thought of actually SAYING that Makura was right about ANYTHING.
Lithaladhwen: ("Makura was right. Makura Makura--" Ooooh, it tingles!)
CGNakibe: ... thank goodness he isn't in earshot. >.<
T3chn0Namagomi: It'd be rendered just like the non-auracores
CGNakibe: But... yeah.
Besyanteo: (Makura: *jumps over* DID I HEAR WHAT I THINK I HEARD? =D)
CGNakibe: Called a friend to see if she heard something.
Besyanteo: (Siggy: ... Join me in a jump to our deaths?)
Besyanteo: (Serran: Please)
Lithaladhwen: *lays a finger on her lips thoughtfully and tilts her head as she speaks* Now.... someone has to know what happens to it when the armor is destroyed.
CGNakibe: But.... how many folks make it out of the Academy and not know what an armor is?
Besyanteo: ...
Besyanteo: She doesn't know what an armor is. *flat, disbelieving.*
Arch mage144: *across the hangar, a familiar figure seems to be inspecting a reddish dragoon-shaped mecha*
CGNakibe: But then hey.
Besyanteo: ... That's someone to keep an eye on.
T3chn0Namagomi: In the case of total destruction...
CGNakibe: She didn't know what a juice box was either.
CGNakibe: *sighs and leans... on a SAFE SURFACE*
Lithaladhwen: (THAT is what worries you?)
Besyanteo: ... Though it seems like your friend keeps his eyes on her enough for all of us.
T3chn0Namagomi: ...the bonded symbiote would likely either be severed or killed.
CGNakibe: Idiot. -.-
Lithaladhwen: ...
Lithaladhwen: IM: I've never seen one processed.
Besyanteo: (He knows so little. Let me grab onto something in the conversation. :{ )
CGNakibe: I swear.
Lithaladhwen: IM: I have never seen a set of armor, or its animating consciousness, come through.
Lithaladhwen: IM: That can't be right. He must be wrong.
CGNakibe: Zei's usually alright.
CGNakibe: But I guess his pants are doing the thinking today.
Lithaladhwen: IM: Or else.... *inward sigh*
Besyanteo: Heh. I think we're all guilty of that at some point or other...
Lithaladhwen: IM: There's always something we've missed. I'm no better. I should have seen it. I should have been watching.
Besyanteo: *he jumps back into the elevator! And works a panel on it*
CGNakibe: Yeah, but with someone so obviously suspicious?
Besyanteo: *he pauses* ... point.
Besyanteo: *back to tapping!*
Lithaladhwen: (She's no one to be suspicious of. She's just a mysterious priest of Reshtaha who was passing through.)
CGNakibe: (Thank you, Xelloss.)
Arch mage144: ...*steps over toward the group* ...so. You're as suspicious of her as I am, are you?
Lithaladhwen: (You're welcome.)
CGNakibe: *sighs*
CGNakibe: ... Maybe I am and maybe I'm not.
Besyanteo: >.>
CGNakibe: *shrugs* Why? You wanna compare notes or somethin?
Arch mage144: You are, and you know it. I have good hearing. *smirks* You were discussing it a minute ago.
Lithaladhwen: Well, thank you for explaining that. I think I understand a little better now.
Arch mage144: If she's a member of our unit, why have we never seen or heard of her until today?
Besyanteo: With ears that big, you could probably hear us in the food court. 6.6
CGNakibe: IM: Damn drow ears.
Lithaladhwen: (Oooh, ouch. Wasn't that a line from Space Cases?)
Besyanteo: But yeah, I thought of that too.
Besyanteo: I just don't have a not-paranoid answer.
Arch mage144: I pride myself on my hearing capability, thank you. It's better than an orc's body odor, which is known to attract potential equally unattractive mates for miles.
T3chn0Namagomi: Anyway...this is the SMA2-r/74A Scelestus...though the symbiote identifies herself as "Nanashii".
CGNakibe: Asked a friend to get a list of new trainees coming to this base covering the next 6 months.
Lithaladhwen: They have a gender, too? Amazing.
CGNakibe: -.- *twitch twitch*
Lithaladhwen: As I said. It's a shame I can't communicate with them.
Besyanteo: I'll have you know that there's men lining up to date me. I just have a very well used beating stick to keep them away while we're on alert. 6.6 *taptaptap*
CGNakibe: *raises eyebrow*
Arch mage144: Did you uncover anything?
T3chn0Namagomi: Not necessarily, but some identify themselves as if they had a gender.
Arch mage144: ...men?
Besyanteo: ... What? >.>
CGNakibe: I'll get the report later.
Besyanteo: ... I said women. >.>
CGNakibe: *cellphone beep*
Lithaladhwen: IM: Theoretically a dead symbiote would be possible. Especially if it were sentient in life.
Arch mage144: I don't know if I should pity you or congratulate you.
CGNakibe: ... or maybe I'll get it now.
CGNakibe: *flips open* Hey, Chelsea. Talk to me.
Arch mage144: We need to keep an eye open for spies, Serran.
Besyanteo: ... This from the man who prides himself on the ability to play GGR.
CGNakibe: Uh huh. Uh huh. That's amazing stuff, Chelsea.
Besyanteo: *and... Hey, a technical readout on the mech!*
CGNakibe: None of these with the name Mazuo attached, I assume?
Besyanteo: ... Mmm. Not as much as I'd hoped. Need that part.
Arch mage144: I hope you're aware that I can AA 10-foot songs without breaking a sweat, even on reverse dark dizzy boost.
T3chn0Namagomi: ...Nanashii, well...she has a few issues with anyone.
CGNakibe: Oh? Really. That's interesting.
Besyanteo: And thus my point presents itself. 6_6 ... To anyone thinking at all.
CGNakibe: What sort of scores?
CGNakibe: What's that supposed to...?
CGNakibe: Oh.
Arch mage144: It simply proves my impressive physical conditioning.
CGNakibe: Oh Hell.
CGNakibe: Thanks Chelsea.
Besyanteo: No,
Lithaladhwen: (Chelsea: Serran, do you remember when we first met? We were on the steps of the--- *is shot*)
Besyanteo: No it proves you are a sad little man.
Besyanteo: Whose very good at coordinated seizures.
Lithaladhwen: Does she? Well, convey my greetings.
Besyanteo: ... And what did "Chealsea" say?
T3chn0Namagomi: Heh. I probably know what she'd say, too.
Besyanteo: (... pretend I can spell. >_<)
CGNakibe: Hey, maybe we could, later. Maybe. >.>
PapatymisonN: (I'm good.)
Arch mage144: ......
CGNakibe: Yeah, I'll look forward to that too. *frowns*
T3chn0Namagomi: Something along the lines of "fuck you". Because that's her. *laughs*
CGNakibe: Thanks Chelsea. Bye.
Lithaladhwen: She sounds charming.
CGNakibe: ...
Besyanteo: (... Whoops. I thought he hung up already.)
CGNakibe: *click*
Lithaladhwen: IM: Definitely alive. What am I going to do?
CGNakibe: Well.
CGNakibe: That's.... interesting.
Besyanteo: *turning from the panel* Define interesting.
CGNakibe: *shrugs* She's official.
T3chn0Namagomi: Yeah...
CGNakibe: TOO official.
Besyanteo: ...
Arch mage144: ...what?
Besyanteo: What, like professional plant too official?
Arch mage144: You mean that woman?
CGNakibe: Doubt that.
T3chn0Namagomi: The Armor itself doesn't carry too many built-in weapons.
CGNakibe: A plant, maybe. But not on us.
Lithaladhwen: I'm sure she can handle herself. She seems like it.
Arch mage144: So you're saying that she isn't a spy?
CGNakibe: Nope!
CGNakibe: Saying she is. But she's ours.
Besyanteo: ...
CGNakibe: Seems that way.
Arch mage144: What the hell? She's our spy?
Besyanteo: ... Uh.... huh...
Besyanteo: *skeptical, jes*
CGNakibe: *shrugs* What can ya do?
PapatymisonN: (Is anyone else reminded of the movie Blue Streak?)
Besyanteo: (Never saw it. :{)
Arch mage144: I suppose we have to accept it.
Besyanteo: ... Well, if she's not against us,
CGNakibe: (Can't remember it.)
Lithaladhwen: *glances over to the others* Oh my Lord.
Besyanteo: then... yes, what he said
Lithaladhwen: It's Makura.
T3chn0Namagomi: Yeah, she can...sometimes she takes her own control...if only she didn't do it in the middle of a fight.
Lithaladhwen: That poor boy.
CGNakibe: No no.
CGNakibe: This makes it worse.
CGNakibe: *frowns*
Lithaladhwen: He can't go anywhere today without gravitating to our location.
T3chn0Namagomi: <_< Uuuugh.
PapatymisonN: (Martin Lawrence flick?)
Besyanteo: ... Uh?
Arch mage144: We'll know when the alert comes whose side she's on...unless she's a particularly good spy.
T3chn0Namagomi: And as you may be able to see...that red A2 is his.
PapatymisonN: (Jewel thief who pretends to be a cop to get at a confiscated diamond?)
Lithaladhwen: *nod*
Besyanteo: (Never saw it. :-\)
CGNakibe: (Ah, With Martin Lawrence)
PapatymisonN: (Throughout the movie, EVERYONE theorizes who he is?)
CGNakibe: (And no one g ets it right till the end.)
PapatymisonN: (Exarktly.)
Besyanteo: ... Ok, then there's still a very simple question that ends all this speculation:
CGNakibe: I have my theories, boys.
Lithaladhwen: I'm afraid to ask about it.
Besyanteo: Can we do anything about it right now?
CGNakibe: No.
Arch mage144: Not really.
Besyanteo: Then we stop worrying.
Arch mage144: Serran has it right.
T3chn0Namagomi: He brags like hell about it
Besyanteo: For now.
Lithaladhwen: He is very proud of... many things.
Arch mage144: *shrugs* I intend to keep an eye on her, no matter what.
CGNakibe: Feh. I never worry.
Lithaladhwen: Possibly with reason.
Lithaladhwen: Possibly not.
CGNakibe: Oh. A comforting thought.
Lithaladhwen: *sneezes*
CGNakibe: She claims to be a necromancer.
CGNakibe: (Yep, sneezing fit here, "Helena")
Arch mage144: A necromancer?
Lithaladhwen: IM: That felt incredibly strange. But I liked it.
CGNakibe: (We sure are talking about you.)
Lithaladhwen: IM: I want another one.
Besyanteo: ... That whole body business makes more sense now.
T3chn0Namagomi: Eh. He says he has high synch scores than many, but--
Besyanteo: Aren't they supposed to be evil or something?
T3chn0Namagomi: Hnn...need a tissue?
CGNakibe: *shrugs*
Arch mage144: A matter of perspective.
CGNakibe: So tomorrow we'll be the MAC Zombie Squad Delta.
Lithaladhwen: I think I'm okay.
CGNakibe: Sounds like fun, right?
Besyanteo: ...
CGNakibe: *chuckles*
Lithaladhwen: Maybe there's dust in here. Or maybe I have a cold.
Besyanteo: Ew.
Lithaladhwen: *sneezes again*
Arch mage144: Even the DEF decided that necromancy might be inhumane except in times of war.
Lithaladhwen: IM: I think I like that.
CGNakibe: That's what makes it fun. ^^
Arch mage144: Maybe she's an undercover agent specialized in understanding enemy fighting methodolgy.
CGNakibe: Lets not get complicated here, Makura.
Besyanteo: *pulls the wires from the ports on the mech, and then starts the elevator on it's way down.*
Arch mage144: Too many layers of bullshit to dig through.
CGNakibe: I can do that.
CGNakibe: *shrugs*
Besyanteo: At any rate, I'm going to get that DZ 86.
CGNakibe: Maybe you could help me with the Pan later?
Arch mage144: Are you asking me to assist you with your engineering?
Besyanteo: Love to. And we can go over schematics in my quarters, if you like.
CGNakibe: Don't worry, Makura. It isn't nearly as complicated as it looks.
Arch mage144: I didn't suggest that I was incapable.
T3chn0Namagomi: Hmm *looking*...the shield hardpoints themselves look like they're in good shape...either the techie team's already gotten to it or they're not needed.
CGNakibe: *shrugs* Maybe we could.
Lithaladhwen: *nod*
Lithaladhwen: IM: I think I've gotten what information I can out of Zeiren. For now.
Lithaladhwen: IM: I may need him later, though.
CGNakibe: ... speaking of helping, Makura?
Lithaladhwen: Well, I really appreciate you walking me through here. I don't think I could have found half as good a guide anywhere else.
Arch mage144: *eyebrow*
T3chn0Namagomi: o.o
CGNakibe: Perhaps you could help Zeiren stop hitting on the first lady he's had any success with recently? >.> Before things... err...
CGNakibe: Move a little too fast.
Arch mage144: I have a feeling that she's too old for him.
CGNakibe: I'm all for things getting a little interesting.
Arch mage144: Then again, he is half-demon.
CGNakibe: But this is ridiculous.
Lithaladhwen: For now though, I think I'd better see what the others are up to. All right?
Arch mage144: And those types are notoriously bad when it comes to judgment, particularly regarding relationships.
T3chn0Namagomi: Right.
Lithaladhwen: ^_^ Thanks again.
Besyanteo: ... *grunts and stalks off suddenly*
Arch mage144: I hope his infatuation with her is not a distraction on the battlefield.
Lithaladhwen: *heads over to the others*
Besyanteo: *Huh, that was weird*
T3chn0Namagomi: Err...
Lithaladhwen: IM: I was getting tired of cutesying up to him.
Lithaladhwen: IM: I haven't flirted in fifty years. Good to see I can still distract schoolboys, I guess.
Besyanteo: *He's headed for parts storage!*
T3chn0Namagomi: (XD. Somehow, I can only imagine various scenes of him (with no luck) trying to hit on various other girls.)
Besyanteo: (Zeiren: Ah-huhuhuhuhuh. ... Hey baby.)
CGNakibe: (Omar in a dress: Yer purty.)
Arch mage144: (You're the one playing a homosexual orc.)
Besyanteo: (That was more Beavis and Butthead, much less anything having to do with that. =P)
Arch mage144: (Heh, I totally missed that reference)
Lithaladhwen: (I noticed.)
T3chn0Namagomi: (So did I.)
Besyanteo: (Anyway, it's about time I played one. I've been avoiding it forever because it felt cheesey.)
Lithaladhwen: *Helena heads over to the others* So, Makura. Having trouble avoiding each other today, it seems. People will talk.
Arch mage144: (I'm amused by it.)
Arch mage144: I have a magnetic personality.
Lithaladhwen: Possibly.
Besyanteo: (Serran:Pardon me. Makura and I are a pair of negatives, and he's definitely not attracting me. Quite the opposite. *flees!*)
T3chn0Namagomi: IM: Might as well see if the Alpha Rifle's lens got replaced...
Besyanteo: (... Ok, that was too long to work. ._.)
CGNakibe: Pardon me while I take my positive attitude elsewhere... *walks off*
Besyanteo: *He returns! ... with a piece of machinery! On a heavy lifter*
Arch mage144: ...
Besyanteo: *Boy doesn't waste time, aparently*
Besyanteo: (... and that was much better!)
CGNakibe: (I'm actually feeling CLEVER tonight)
Lithaladhwen: (That was keen. I giggled a little on the inside.)
Arch mage144: ......
Besyanteo: *He still looks sort of peeved, for whatever reason. Ah well. Work on the mech!*
Arch mage144: Hm.
T3chn0Namagomi: *heads off towards the weapon section to obtain...stuff. Stuff that would fit on hardpoints, most likely*
Besyanteo: (Hardpoints?)
T3chn0Namagomi: (Yeah. The Scelestus' main guns aren't built-in, but are instead stowed away on the inside edge of the shields)
Lithaladhwen: Well. That little discussion broke up quickly.
Lithaladhwen: IM: One might almost think I was being discussed. Do I stand out that much?
Lithaladhwen: *looks around*
Arch mage144: What discussion?
Lithaladhwen: IM: I guess I do.
Besyanteo: (Hm. I need me a name for my machine.)
T3chn0Namagomi: (Try something in a different language!)
Lithaladhwen: The one you were having moments before I came within earshot.
Lithaladhwen: *smirk*
Arch mage144: Ah, yes.
Arch mage144: We were discussing the enemy.
Lithaladhwen: The one you don't know anything about?
Besyanteo: (I was about to head to a name generator AShley linked me to, Yes!)
Arch mage144: Precisely.
Arch mage144: There is a great deal of suspicion at the moment.
Lithaladhwen: Well. Hopefully wild and unfounded speculation will lead you to some miraculous truth.
Lithaladhwen: Though it's probably better to wait for more information. I'd think.
T3chn0Namagomi: *and Zeiren returns with a carrier that seems to hold a pair of rather large guns--one looking like a particularly large laser rifle, and the other, with its massive cannon, undeniably being a shotgun-type weapon*
Arch mage144: I would generally be inclined to agree with you.
T3chn0Namagomi: *massive barrel
Arch mage144: ...and what is that for, Zeiren?
Arch mage144: Trying to compensate for something? A lack of firepower, perhaps? *sneer*
T3chn0Namagomi: ...You really don't remember the Scelestus' weapon setup?
T3chn0Namagomi: It wasn't designed to house a quantity of built-in weapons
Arch mage144: I have never piloted your mecha. I have relatively little knowledge about its design specifids.
Arch mage144: *specifics
T3chn0Namagomi: *and the techies are in the middle of mounting each gun on the inside edge of the shoulder-mounted shields...*
Arch mage144: Likewise, I imagine that you have not gone into great detail studying the Mephisto.
T3chn0Namagomi: All I know is that it's likely very, very expensive.
Lithaladhwen: IM: Are we going to compare the lengths of various gun barrels now? Whose is bigger?
Arch mage144: Not the most important point, mind you.
Lithaladhwen: IM: Or is it a contest of girth still?
T3chn0Namagomi: 9_9
Lithaladhwen: *stands and eavesdrops*
Arch mage144: Really, do you think a mecha's cost has anything to do with its combat value? Efficiency is more important.
Arch mage144: I designed it from the ground up. No matter what I spent on it, nothing matters more than design ingenuity.
T3chn0Namagomi: I see. So, dare I ask what is actally so ingenious about it?
T3chn0Namagomi: *actually
T3chn0Namagomi: (The U key hates me.)
PapatymisonN: (Kobakk's mech.)
PapatymisonN: (*Oxblood)
Besyanteo: (Same difference, right? =D)
PapatymisonN: (Damn orc characters interchanging in my brain.)
PapatymisonN: (... and Kobakk's nicer.)
Besyanteo: (Heh. Righto.)
PapatymisonN: (Also: Honest opinions on the design.)
T3chn0Namagomi: (Reminds me of one of the IS mechwarrior designs. But with an axe. Not sure which one, I preferred the Clan designs.)
Besyanteo: (Eh, looks top heavy, but that's just the aesthetics.)
Besyanteo: (I sorta like the idea of the head inside the chest, instead of above it.)
T3chn0Namagomi: (I've got a hard time identifying the cockpit, admittedly
PapatymisonN: (It'd be the head.)
Arch mage144: Worry about it on the battlefield.
CGNakibe: (It does seem rather Mechwarrior-ish, doesn't it?)
Lithaladhwen: Not willing to share the secrets of your expensive-ingenius-miracle-of-engineering, Makura?
PapatymisonN: (Would you prefer it look like a Gundam?)
PapatymisonN: (Cuz I reeeeeeeeally wouldn't.)
Besyanteo: (It looks like what you want it to.)
T3chn0Namagomi: *snickers* Your reluctance to state what IS so good makes me imagine that there really isn't that much "ingenuity" to i--No, no, Alex, the Alpha Rifle goes on the left, the N-Scatter goes on the right!
T3chn0Namagomi: *quickly turning to the techie crew mounting the guns*
Lithaladhwen: IM: I have to wonder if it's possible to have a conversation with this Makura without mocking him. Or with Zeiren without flirting.
Lithaladhwen: IM: ....Or with Serran without feeling like I am being watched.
T3chn0Namagomi: IM: Don't those guys know that I'm left-handed?
Besyanteo: (Zei: ... Well, not really. *changes rapier hands*)
Arch mage144: The "ingenuity" is that it's based on a classic and tried design.
Lithaladhwen: (Thanks, Bes.)
Lithaladhwen: (*glomps*)
Besyanteo: (=D)
Arch mage144: It's intended to be mobile first and foremost, but capable of standing up to heavy assault. More importantly, it can demolish single, isolated enemies before they can respond.
PapatymisonN: (For some reason, my ass controls my ability to stay conscious.)
Lithaladhwen: (....)
Lithaladhwen: (Clarify.)
Besyanteo: (...)
PapatymisonN: (Butt tired from sitting on this computer chair.)
PapatymisonN: (May go to bed.)
Besyanteo: *At some point or other, he should finish putting those parts in!*
Arch mage144: (Your ass.)
Besyanteo: *And head off, out of the hangar*
Lithaladhwen: (I don't care about toasters. But Helena does. *weeps*)
PapatymisonN: (My ass.)
T3chn0Namagomi: Hmm...I take it that it has some relatively strong weapons systems in order to do that.
Arch mage144: Mostly linked blasters intended to eliminate or cripple a foe with a single barrage.
Lithaladhwen: Well, at this point I believe I am going to search out my quarters. Zeiren, lovely having a short tour. Makura, lovely meeting up with you for the hundredth time.
T3chn0Namagomi: Oh! The rooms are on the exit to the north side of the room!
Arch mage144: *salutes*
T3chn0Namagomi: *hangar
Arch mage144: IM: Oh, Nikumu, Zeiren, are you going to show her to her room?
Lithaladhwen: Thank you. I think that I can find them.
Lithaladhwen: *heads off, passing that long metal staff from one hand to the other idly*
T3chn0Namagomi: <_< Anyway, this incidentally coincides with the fact that my Armor possesses a new shield technology of sorts.
Lithaladhwen: </Mysterious Priest>
Arch mage144: I have no reason to fight you, Zeiren.
Lithaladhwen: (Conversations always get more interesting when she leaves.)
T3chn0Namagomi: Eh. I'm still used to those team-versus-team tests.
Arch mage144: We have a real enemy to fight now.
T3chn0Namagomi: I wonder what weapons they did use...
Arch mage144: I have no idea.
Arch mage144: I'm personally more concerned by the claim that the mecha had no pilots.
T3chn0Namagomi: Hm. You heard that too, huh?
Arch mage144: I did.
Besyanteo: (Heero: Useless dolls...)
T3chn0Namagomi: On the upside, it means I don't have any real reason to hold back anything.
Arch mage144: As though we ever do. *smirk*
Lithaladhwen: (I think I'll enjoy the RPs more if I keep her around just long enough to do something weird, and then have her leave so that I can watch a more interesting conversation not involving her, but involving much more crazy speculation)
T3chn0Namagomi: (Heh.)
Arch mage144: (When the actual plot starts, trust me.)
Arch mage144: (You'll have reason to keep her around.O
Lithaladhwen: (So you say.)
CGNakibe: (BIG O~!)
T3chn0Namagomi: (Also, were it not for the intricacy of the design, I'd actually draw the Scelestus from side and front views in MSPaint)
Lithaladhwen: (Helena: You're a louse, Zeiren.)
Arch mage144: (Ignore my Big O.)
CGNakibe: (We're not exactly measuring your program execution here, Brian. >.>)
T3chn0Namagomi: (Zeiren: What? It's not like I ever planned on getting into your pants, Helena.)
CGNakibe: (Helena: Not like you had a chance ANYWAY.)
Lithaladhwen: (See, if Zeiren were really Roger, he'd be much more used to hearing normal women say that.)
T3chn0Namagomi: (Roger?)
Lithaladhwen: (I made a Big O reference. Dorothy says it to Roger in the second episode.)
Lithaladhwen: (And often afterward.)
T3chn0Namagomi: (Ah. See, I don't watch Big O)
CGNakibe: (Your loss. >:{{ )
CGNakibe: (It still demands a third season. ;_; )
Lithaladhwen: (Agreed. You don't know that you hate it if you haven't seen it.)
CGNakibe: (Better questions.)
CGNakibe: (A: Do you like Mecha.)
Lithaladhwen: (Boys. RPers. Lend me your windows.)
CGNakibe: (B: Do you like Batman.)
Lithaladhwen: (We came here to pilot robots.)
Lithaladhwen: (Not to praise them.)
CGNakibe: (Mew.)
Lithaladhwen: (So play your fucking characters and quit chatting OOC.)
Arch mage144: In any case, I intend to return to my quarters. I have work to do.
T3chn0Namagomi: Right. *heads off toward the mess hall himself*
Arch mage144: IM: That guy is going to get himself in trouble with his womanizing.
Arch mage144: *depart*
T3chn0Namagomi: IM: And what's wrong with a little fun now and then?
T3chn0Namagomi: </RP>
Lithaladhwen: Indeed.
Arch mage144: Aye, I'd say we're doine.
Arch mage144: *done
Lithaladhwen: And now you know why I didn't tell you anything about my character.
Lithaladhwen: The whole thing is cracked out.
T3chn0Namagomi: Yep
Besyanteo: That was fun!
Arch mage144: But it gave us a chance to do some character intros, which was the point.
Arch mage144: And also just to screw around.
T3chn0Namagomi: And this was my attempt at playing a more "lecherous" type.
Lithaladhwen: And drink juice.
Lithaladhwen: Because it's good.
T3chn0Namagomi: Because I need to violate boundaries.
Arch mage144: Next weekend I hope to start, but I have two possible conflicts; Charles has an RP he wants to do, and my first round of major exams is the following Monday through Wednesday.
Arch mage144: Which means we're probably holding off until after my first cluster exam group.
T3chn0Namagomi: Right...so weekend after next?
Besyanteo: I'd like to take part now, but I have no sheet, and if it's for this sake day and time...
Arch mage144: Probably.
Besyanteo: Well, Chuck's thing, this thing, Idran's thing... and then others. x_x Bah.
Lithaladhwen: RP stacking, Bes?
Besyanteo: It seems I just turned it into a bad habit, yes.
Lithaladhwen: Alas.
Lithaladhwen: Too much cool stuff happening at once.
Besyanteo: Though with the vampire thing it was atleast because the GM was like "Be here at this time, tomorrow"
Lithaladhwen: That's mighty short notice.
Lithaladhwen: This the one where everyone kills each other?
Besyanteo: It is. I expressed interest like, months ago. And found out recently it was for serious. And, it's the one where I'm predicting we will.
Besyanteo: Though that's not the objective.
CGNakibe: Bes isn't the only one RP Stacking, mind.
CGNakibe: I'm in the same RP with him.
CGNakibe: That's why Serran had to leave. ^^;;
Besyanteo: Yeah, Idran's thing. Mmm.
Lithaladhwen: *nod*
Lithaladhwen: I've heard good things about the Idran RP.
CGNakibe: I can do two RPs at once. Barely.
Lithaladhwen: I guess there are shit-tons of logs.
CGNakibe: But I'm semi-active in the main chat too now.
Lithaladhwen: I've seen them. It's impressive.
CGNakibe: I can link you to the GM-provided logs if you want.
Lithaladhwen: Idran did at one point.
Lithaladhwen: They're on the mysidia server, which is having issues.
Besyanteo: I'm going to try getting the Vampire GM to just do Wednesdays. That way I can do MAC and Legunda at the same time. You know, once we finish Chuck's game.
Besyanteo: And I stop torturing Myrnal with Spark. :o
Lithaladhwen: Heh.
Lithaladhwen: She doesn't mind any more than she minds anything else.
CGNakibe: And Redwall? >:p
Besyanteo: That's not a saturday thing.
CGNakibe: Ah. Point.
CGNakibe: You got more than just this on Saturday? Interesting.
Besyanteo: Yeah. I've got more going than may be healthy. Eh heh.
T3chn0Namagomi: Super Robot Taisen is a bad influence on me for this setting.
Besyanteo: Is MAC going to be a saturday thing regularly, on that note?
CGNakibe: Yes, yes it is.
Besyanteo: Mmm.
PapatymisonN: Excellent.
Arch mage144: Possilbly.
Arch mage144: *possibly
T3chn0Namagomi: I mean, it's easy to have your stuff feel subpar after watching weapons like the Meth Asher, Axion Buster, Infinity Cylinder, SZO Sword, and others in action
T3chn0Namagomi: ...Nevermind the different takes on the Zankantou.
Arch mage144: The zanpaktou? What?
Besyanteo: *Grabs a gravity gun from Blame. Just cheeses everything in existence.*
Lithaladhwen: Zanpakutou, yayness.
Lithaladhwen: Blaze, Naomaru!
Lithaladhwen: *ahem*
Lithaladhwen: Cripes.
Lithaladhwen: Didn't mean to do that.
T3chn0Namagomi: Zankantou...lemme find a pic of the Thrudgelmir's version.
T3chn0Namagomi: http://srwog.velv.net/mecha_images/thrudgelmir-zankantou.png
T3chn0Namagomi: That is not a small mecha, either
Besyanteo: Zankantou: Becasue even Mecha have inferiority complexes.
T3chn0Namagomi: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=EUjP7LSoo3k
Lithaladhwen: Charles linked this: http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Zanbato
T3chn0Namagomi: For comparison, Thrudgelmir vs. one of the Macross robots in SRW Alpha Gaiden
T3chn0Namagomi: A YF-21.
Lithaladhwen: Aiiya.
Lithaladhwen: MAC is good. I have decided this.
Lithaladhwen: Though I curse the fact that Hel's more interested in mecha than I am.
Lithaladhwen: She makes me sit through hangar man-talking.
Besyanteo: Whee.
CGNakibe: Characters are evil like that.
Lithaladhwen: She's still as demanding as she always was, even after 1700 years.
Lithaladhwen: She should do something about that.
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