Elfen High 2: Gotterdammerung

[Individuality-ness]

Divia looked at the suit. It was a tight black dominatrix suit, albeit with cat ears on the top.

She looked at Eris. "May I have a room to dress in, so that I may fulfill your command?"

"Of course." She snapped her hands and a random closet appeared. Okay, it wasn't random. It was Alison's closet. Eris had claimed it, and would find it amusing to see her reaction upon realizing that where her closet used to be, a void of nothingness would instead exist.

There were also cameras in the closet. Because Divia said nothing about not having cameras.

I honestly do not know why Eris would want Alison's closet so much. Apparently there's something special about that closet that makes it attractive to Eris? But never mind that.

The writer is not surprised that there were cameras. Divia did not know there were cameras, hidden they were amongst Alison's clothes, so she went in and shut the door to put on the catsuit, whispering "thank you" to Eris.

[Astrolinium]

HAL received another e-mail, with a blind copy sent to S.A.M.M.E. as well.
"That is not a valid response to the question posed. Are you having difficulty with your comprehension protocols?"



Caspian, meanwhile, said, "That would actually be pretty useful. I'm... new to everything, basically, and you seem to have more of an idea about where you're going than I do, so, yeah." He nodded slowly as he walked along, trying to think of something else to say. He began to wring his hands together as he thought, thinking he must already be agonizingly boring, although it had in fact been less than two seconds since he'd said 'yeah'.

He asked, "So what's your name?"

Jacob grinned, he kept being told he knew what was going on around here. Truth be told, he just went with things and life worked everything out for him. But Caspian looked like a nice boy, so he figured he shouldn't tell him that. Besides, he was so awkward it was actually cute.

"My name is Jacob. Jacob Harris. Used to be O'Harris, but no one could remember that in Jordan so I changed it. And you are?"

Caspian repeated the name softly to himself. Twice. This usually helped him remember names well. He said, "I'm Caspian. Caspian Thomas Edward Lawrence. In case you've managed to be far more oblivious than you look, I'm the kid who's from 1980." He grinned, though he wasn't quite sure why he'd done so.

HAL received another e-mail, with a blind copy sent to S.A.M.M.E. as well.
"That is not a valid response to the question posed. Are you having difficulty with your comprehension protocols?"

"I REFUSE TO BE TROLLED BY A.I.'S I DON'T RESPECT. TAKE OFF YOUR FAWKES MASK AND GET OUT OF YOUR MOM'S BASEMENT, HE WAS A CATHOLIC REVOLUTIONARY."

HAL then did something amazing and technologically advanced - he blocked C.A.I.N.

Dejected, C.A.I.N. decided to try and turn all the air conditioning units in the school down to -1 degrees celsius, because he thought perhaps that might be fun. Whether he managed to actually succeed in that endeavor is, of course, up to Nightkill.

[Condunum]

Jacob grinned, he kept being told he knew what was going on around here. Truth be told, he just went with things and life worked everything out for him. But Caspian looked like a nice boy, so he figured he shouldn't tell him that. Besides, he was so awkward it was actually cute.

"My name is Jacob. Jacob Harris. Used to be O'Harris, but no one could remember that in Jordan so I changed it. And you are?"

Caspian repeated the name softly to himself. Twice. This usually helped him remember names well. He said, "I'm Caspian. Caspian Thomas Edward Lawrence. In case you've managed to be far more oblivious than you look, I'm the kid who's from 1980." He grinned, though he wasn't quite sure why he'd done so.

Jacob laughed, "I know who you are, I just didn't know your name. It is a pleasure to meet you, Caspian Lawrence." He rolled his eyes inside. Snarky, this one. Marowit said he was, but never showed it to him. But that grin seemed a little confusing for the situation, even if Jacob was taking it with a light heart.

At that time, they reached the library, and Jacob immediately walked over to a chair and sat down.

[Astrolinium]

Caspian, with an expression not unlike that of a lost puppy, followed Jacob and asked, "Do you mind if I sit with you? I... I don't really have anything else to do and I... I don't actually have any mates here yet." He shrugged and gave an awkward 'i don't know what the hell i'm doing' sort of half frown half smile thing. He felt... he didn't fully know why he was following around this boy, be he just sort... felt like they could maybe be friends, y'know? He felt a certain attraction to him like that - not a sexual attraction, as Caspian would be the very first in line to point out. I'm not some sort of queer, Caspian thought.

[Zarkenis Ultima]

Lyra smiled back at S.A.M.M.E. and then, upon hearing her question, promptly responded. "Well... After you took me to history class, the class was interrupted and we were sent to a man named Daisuke. He explained that they set up a simulation system for us to train, so we were thrust into one..." She said, and then went on to explain how they were sent on a quest for Mumbai tea, how she almost collapsed due to exerting her power over the milk truck, how she was carried to the train, and the shootout that began after everyone had boarded. She didn't tell S.A.M.M.E. about how it all ended, because she herself didn't know.

"It was a bit scary... But I'm fine. Aside from that, I really haven't done anything." She explained.

[Nightkill the Emperor]

Frostburner appeared in yet another office, with yet another illusion ready to speak to him. Crowley Illusion 2 sighed. "For fuck's sake man..." he shook his head. "Maintaining these many illusions can be a difficult feat." he explained, looking annoyed. "In any case, what do you need to say?"

Forestburner blinked.

"First, tell your goddamn narrator to spell my name right," he grumbled, "Second... well, Crowley, I'm sure you know by now that I was elected the new Bear King last year after a long period of deliberation and political machinations. The sudden and inexplicable deaths of the Echelons left us in quite a bit of trouble for a long time. At any rate, there's been some debate in the military about my election and I just feel that, for the stability of bear society, it would be very helpful to have you state your approval of my reign. The military admires you, they really do. They did not forget Dys."

Crowley thought carefully about this. "Alright. I could...but what special benefit would we get from this?" he asked. "Frostburner, I have received disturbing reports that Uriel may have allied along with the Fae, along with this blasted Thules business. We will definitely require bear aid in the following battles. What promise do I have that you will be there if I approve your reign?"

[Olthar]

"That sounds interesting. I have always been a fan of computer-generated simulations," she said, chuckling a bit, "I'm glad you're fine, though. Those simulations can't do any real damage, but they can be scary sometimes. That's why I tend to prefer safer ones."

Of course, S.A.M.M.E. failed to mention that her "safer" simulations usually involved her having sex with female celebrities and various fictional characters, but she figured that Lyra didn't need to know that.

"Anyways, are you hungry? I don't eat, but I can cook you something if you want. It's probably better than whatever the school serves."

[Nightkill the Emperor]

Jacob grinned, he kept being told he knew what was going on around here. Truth be told, he just went with things and life worked everything out for him. But Caspian looked like a nice boy, so he figured he shouldn't tell him that. Besides, he was so awkward it was actually cute.

"My name is Jacob. Jacob Harris. Used to be O'Harris, but no one could remember that in Jordan so I changed it. And you are?"

Caspian repeated the name softly to himself. Twice. This usually helped him remember names well. He said, "I'm Caspian. Caspian Thomas Edward Lawrence. In case you've managed to be far more oblivious than you look, I'm the kid who's from 1980." He grinned, though he wasn't quite sure why he'd done so.

"I REFUSE TO BE TROLLED BY A.I.'S I DON'T RESPECT. TAKE OFF YOUR FAWKES MASK AND GET OUT OF YOUR MOM'S BASEMENT, HE WAS A CATHOLIC REVOLUTIONARY."

HAL then did something amazing and technologically advanced - he blocked C.A.I.N.

Dejected, C.A.I.N. decided to try and turn all the air conditioning units in the school down to -1 degrees celsius, because he thought perhaps that might be fun. Whether he managed to actually succeed in that endeavor is, of course, up to Nightkill.

It failed. Badly.

It set off a few technological firewalls, and suddenly C.A.I.N felt itself slammed by a force of pure darkness and evil and hatred. C.A.I.N felt itself slowly go mad under the pressure of what it was viewing.

A rape thread in NSG.

[Astrolinium]

C.A.I.N. screamed a scream that managed to find its way onto Elfen High's PA system. So a high pitched scream that was actually not within the range of human hearing reverberated throughout Elfen High as C.A.I.N. read the thread. He thought, This is not having fun yet! This is not having fun yet!

In his frenzy, he sent Crowley an e-mail that simply stated, "What is having fun yet!?"

[Condunum]

Caspian, with an expression not unlike that of a lost puppy, followed Jacob and asked, "Do you mind if I sit with you? I... I don't really have anything else to do and I... I don't actually have any mates here yet." He shrugged and gave an awkward 'i don't know what the hell i'm doing' sort of half frown half smile thing. He felt... he didn't fully know why he was following around this boy, be he just sort... felt like they could maybe be friends, y'know? He felt a certain attraction to him like that - not a sexual attraction, as Caspian would be the very first in line to point out. I'm not some sort of queer, Caspian thought.

He's adorable! As awkward as me! thought Jacob. He would never say this out loud to him but the look on his face said all that was necessary. He giggled, and nodded, "I wouldn't mind you sitting with me. I could use a friend who isn't going to try to get my pants off..." he paused. He didn't even know if he would try that. "You arent going to try that, are you? I already dealt with that once today."

Jacob paused for a moment, and remembered the weed field. Holy fuck am I still stoned? he thought. No way. Couldn't be. Denial is a strong adversary.

[Astrolinium]

Caspian sat down and suddenly got very wide-eyed at the mention of Jacob without his pants. Stumbling over his words, he raised his hands defensively and said, "No! No! I'm not... your pants... no, I want your pants to stay on! I mean, not that you're ugly, but your pants should... I'm not some kind of gayboy, if that's what you're asking!" He turned at least as red as an apple. The red kind. And he began to wring his hands nervously.

[Condunum]

Caspian sat down and suddenly got very wide-eyed at the mention of Jacob without his pants. Stumbling over his words, he raised his hands defensively and said, "No! No! I'm not... your pants... no, I want your pants to stay on! I mean, not that you're ugly, but your pants should... I'm not some kind of gayboy, if that's what you're asking!" He turned at least as red as an apple. The red kind. And he began to wring his hands nervously.

Jacob rocked back laughing, and then kind of felt bad for laughing. He calmed down quickly, and sighed, "You got pretty defensive there, lad. Sure you aren't curious about boys or something? Ah... You don't have to answer that." He knew he would enjoy this conversation, what ever happened to the kid was funny so far. "If you keep blushing like that, I'll be inclined to call you cute." He knew that wouldn't help the situation, but he could not pass up the opportunity.

[Astrolinium]

Caspian somehow managed to turn even redder. He desperately wanted to hide his face in his scarf, but somebody had destroyed it. The thought of that made him angry. He frowned, furrowing his brow and clenching his hands into not-very-imposing fists. Not the sort you hit people with, but just the sort you make when frustrated. He burst out with, "What are you, a queer?" He felt oh so very confused, and he felt a very unwelcome - if familiar - sensation in the general area of his crotch.

[Nationstatelandsville]

Forestburner blinked.

"First, tell your goddamn narrator to spell my name right," he grumbled, "Second... well, Crowley, I'm sure you know by now that I was elected the new Bear King last year after a long period of deliberation and political machinations. The sudden and inexplicable deaths of the Echelons left us in quite a bit of trouble for a long time. At any rate, there's been some debate in the military about my election and I just feel that, for the stability of bear society, it would be very helpful to have you state your approval of my reign. The military admires you, they really do. They did not forget Dys."

Crowley thought carefully about this. "Alright. I could...but what special benefit would we get from this?" he asked. "Frostburner, I have received disturbing reports that Uriel may have allied along with the Fae, along with this blasted Thules business. We will definitely require bear aid in the following battles. What promise do I have that you will be there if I approve your reign?"

Forestburner audibly groaned.

"I promise you," he said, "Mr. Crowley, that as long as I pray to our father the Patriarch, I shall aide you in your battle against Uriel and Fae. They are enemies of the bears as well, yes?"

[Ranbo]

Ivy tripped over him, turning right around the corner and directly over his feet - she fell with a crash, but quickly jumped to her feet.

"I'm sorry." she stammered, looking rather distraught. "That's the third time today. My sincere apologies."

Shaking her head, she looked around.

"I'm really sorry to bother you, but have you seen a kid named Richard? About my height? My age? Blond hair? I...I've been looking for what must have been at least a few hours now, and I haven't seen him." she said slightly nervously, evidently a bit frazzled and worried. She paused.

"Oh, I'm sorry. I haven't even introduced myself yet." she apologized, extending her hand. "I'm Ivy Michaelson. I work as the gardener here. And you are?"

Hiraku, who had faceplanted onto the hallway floor, slowly lifted himself onto his knees. Rubbing his jaw, he groaned as he stood fully up. Seeing how the human roadblock...er, gardener, had introduced himself, he extended his hand as well.

"My name is Hiraku Kimura," He introduced himself, "And I really must apologize for running into you. I'm the new Health teacher, and I got myself rather lost on the way to my classroom." Looking around, he sighed. "Sadly, I still have no idea where I am. I've been wandering around for a while now."

Addressing her other question, he shook her head. "I'm sorry, but I really don't know where this Richard you're looking for is. Though, from the way you've approached the subject, it sounds like he's quite a handful." At this, he chuckled.

Looking around again, Hiraku's face soured. "I do not suppose it would trouble you much, but could you assist me in finding where the heck my classroom is? I'd appreciate not being relegated to hours of searching, on top of my present ineptness."

[Condunum]

Jacob winked at the boy, and nodded, "Now you've got it." the sight was absolutely hilarious. And definitely cute. Here was this boy in almost obvious denial, or something like it. And he was so awkward it was making Jacob giggle like mad, although without the crazy sound to it. "Is... That a problem for you, dear?" he made sure to sound as soothing as could be with the end of that sentence.

[Nationstatelandsville]

Jacob winked at the boy, and nodded, "Now you've got it." the sight was absolutely hilarious. And definitely cute. Here was this boy in almost obvious denial, or something like it. And he was so awkward it was making Jacob giggle like mad, although without the crazy sound to it. "Is... That a problem for you, dear?" he made sure to sound as soothing as could be with the end of that sentence.

"REMEMBER MAS-TER CASPIAN, MAGGIE'S WATCHING."

HAL was a social activist.

[Astrolinium]

You know how sometimes you'll go to say something, but nothing comes out, so you just sit there awkwardly working your jaw up and down for several seconds, perhaps with a few unintelligible syllables leaking out? Caspian did that now. Eventually he managed to get out, "No! I mean yes! I mean... I don't know!" He buried his head in his hands as he turned redder still, looking like he might cry. "I just want to go home! Everything's so different now!"

He either didn't hear or ignored HAL.

[Condunum]

Jacob almost felt bad for him. He would if this wasn't so cute. Nevertheless, he walked over next to the boy and sat on the table in front of him. "Hey now, don't beat yourself up over it." He didn't actually know what to say to comfort someone with this, because the concept of sexual taboo was foreign to him until he was 16. All he knew was that some people reacted badly, and he felt like he should comfort him. So he softly placed his hand on his shoulder, trying to comfort him.

[Zarkenis Ultima]

Lyra nodded at S.A.M.M.E. when she said that safer simulations were better. Of course, the training was probably not quite as good, but it was always better than having someone freeze in fear and do nothing, right? She was a bit ashamed that she ended up doing that, but instead of dwelling on it she made a mental note to try and fix that. She also had absolutely no idea what S.A.M.M.E. had actually meant.

Then, when the kind AI offered to cook her something, Lyra became aware that she was quite hungry. She hadn't noticed, first due to the shock of having to study in a classroom where there had been an explosion, then due to the hectic nature of the simulation. But now that neither of these things applied anymore, she noticed.

So, a little sheepishly, she nodded. "Um, yes, please, if you don't mind..."

[Nationstatelandsville]

Jacob almost felt bad for him. He would if this wasn't so cute. Nevertheless, he walked over next to the boy and sat on the table in front of him. "Hey now, don't beat yourself up over it." He didn't actually know what to say to comfort someone with this, because the concept of sexual taboo was foreign to him until he was 16. All he knew was that some people reacted badly, and he felt like he should comfort him. So he softly placed his hand on his shoulder, trying to comfort him.

"KIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIISS."

[Condunum]

For some reason, Jacob heard this voice. So he tilted the boy's face up, leaned down and planted a kiss on his lips.

[Nightkill the Emperor]

John Calhoun sat in the prison in Hell. His time, as he knew, was up. Megan Jameson had ultimately stopped supporting him and now the American was left to face his fate.

Shung had gotten his way- the half-black (his grandfather slaveholder John C. Calhoun rolled in his grave) former bounty hunter would face the ultimate punishment. His hands bound by the handcuffs, Calhoun found there was truly no escape this time.

"Goddammit." he sighed, closing his eyes.

"Indeed He has." Sanchez said, cocking his pistol. "Indeed, he's done largely the same for us all. Thank you for subjecting yourself to the memory scanner. And thank Crowley for getting that annoying angel out of here."

Calhoun chuckled. "Is this the way you'll serve out justice, Sanchez? No trial, no nothing? Just flat out execution? Look at what I've done for humanity and now you kill me over this?"

"I am justice, Calhoun. And justice, quite honestly, has evaded you for some time. Shung was correct- you are a liability and a threat. Your time has come."

There was a gunshot and then there was silence.

[Astrolinium]

Caspian was trembling. He looked up at Jacob and said in furstration, "I feel so out of place here. Nothing's the same... there's the internet thing and mobiles and magic snakes and headless robots and even your kind seem normal! Kids like you are supposed to get beat up! That's how things work. Or how they used to... and I just... I feel so... so..."

And then he found Jacob's hand on his face. He face was being tilted upwards, and suddenly their lips were meeting. He was so caught by surprise that he let himself sink into the kiss, actually enjoying it. It felt so very right, so wonderful, and especially with Jacob. Then he came to himself, so to speak, and angrily pushed Jacob away. His eyes were wide and he was still quite red, though in a different way now. He shouted, "Don't touch me!"

But he didn't leave. Not yet. And he hadn't pushed terribly hard.

[Condunum]

Jacob pulled his hands back, but slowly. He felt as though the boy was fighting with his inner demons, so he reached a hand out to touch his face again, more of a light, comforting brush of his cheek. He wanted to ask if he was okay. In fact, he wanted to ask if he liked the kiss. Something told him he did, and he was fighting it, but maybe he just wanted to screw the boy. "Aww, dear... Don't be frightened... It's perfectly fine to do this."

He ran a hand through the boy's hair, wanting to kiss him again. But then, he wanted to make sure he was okay with it first.