Personification Life - IC Part VIII [open]

[Urran]

"You know, the whole town thing... I believe you were there," she stopped to think for a moment. "... Ah well. Does not matter now, I suppose. I would rather forget the whole ordeal for the night. Did you do something different with your hair?"

"Yeah, what of it" he semi growled. He was well into step one of ruining Yoshi's life. Katya would never see him again, might physically harm him, it was all so priceless.

[Swith Witherward]

"Understandable, however some must be done. The civilization is doomed eventually. They will spread out across the stars, constructing a great civilization that will span the entire galaxy- then upon the great Warp Storms, the mysterious Iron Men, and numerous other events all culminating together, butcher the civilization, scattering it until the False Emperor unites it temporarily in the Great Crusade. Although I always did wonder why Chaos didn't take over before the False Emperor seized power later on, especially when the Immaterium isn't affected by time. Emotional food for Chaos I take it?"

Volturius then turned to the actual Raptors, puzzled by their apparent problems.

"'The hell is cloning a problem for you? Just stabilize them. It's easy to clone stable beings- fuck, it's how the Dark Eldar reproduce. I don't see how you'd be having problems creating stable clones unless you're all psykers."

"Emotional food and more," Minerva said, a little distracted. She listened to his words and her eyebrow slowly raised. "Is that how they do it? I thought they just... er, never mind. Anyway, Raptors, Raptor. Raptor, Raptors."

[Giovenith]

"You know, the whole town thing... I believe you were there," she stopped to think for a moment. "... Ah well. Does not matter now, I suppose. I would rather forget the whole ordeal for the night. Did you do something different with your hair?"

"Yeah, what of it" he semi growled. He was well into step one of ruining Yoshi's life. Katya would never see him again, might physically harm him, it was all so priceless.

"Just asking, it looks very nice on you," said Giovenith politely, figuring that perhaps her friend was simply in a bad mood. It happened to the best of all people. "You seem down on your spirits at the moment, is there anything I can do to help with that?"

[Urran]

Yoshi pushed Giovenith just enough to make her fall down. "Yes, you can never talk to me again!" he said and ran off.

[Giovenith]

Yoshi pushed Giovenith just enough to make her fall down. "Yes, you can never talk to me again!" he said and ran off.

"OW!" Giovenith had been unprepared for the assault and already in a relaxed mood from the walk home, making the fall particularly painful and striking. Bad mood or not, whatever harsh feelings someone had was not an excuse to harm their friends! "Yoshi, what is the matter with you?!" she called after him, sitting up and cradling her elbow. It hurt, but she wasn't about to let herself cry and tarnish her own personal pride. The message of it all was getting to it none-the-less though. "O-Only schoolyard cowards make out of the blue strikes and then run before the aftermath!" she yelled angrily, deeply confused by the whole event.

[AETEN II]

"Understandable, however some must be done. The civilization is doomed eventually. They will spread out across the stars, constructing a great civilization that will span the entire galaxy- then upon the great Warp Storms, the mysterious Iron Men, and numerous other events all culminating together, butcher the civilization, scattering it until the False Emperor unites it temporarily in the Great Crusade. Although I always did wonder why Chaos didn't take over before the False Emperor seized power later on, especially when the Immaterium isn't affected by time. Emotional food for Chaos I take it?"

Volturius then turned to the actual Raptors, puzzled by their apparent problems.

"'The hell is cloning a problem for you? Just stabilize them. It's easy to clone stable beings- fuck, it's how the Dark Eldar reproduce. I don't see how you'd be having problems creating stable clones unless you're all psykers."

"Emotional food and more," Minerva said, a little distracted. She listened to his words and her eyebrow slowly raised. "Is that how they do it? I thought they just... er, never mind. Anyway, Raptors, Raptor. Raptor, Raptors."

"I heard they can reproduce sexually as well, but the times I've interrogated a couple of the fuckers, they're all vat grown from what I know. Nasty bastards. No wonder why Swith wants them dead. I don't give a damn if they have the kinks- they're untrustworthy as hell and the last true remnant of the old Eldar empire before they were stomped into extinction. Which is more than enough reason to wipe 'em out."

Volturius was visibly disgusted by the mere mention of Eldar. He never took kindly to the species- the Dark Eldar, while having similar alignment, were less trustworthy than a Khorne Berserker and frequent to backstabbing anyone, including their own (which was detestable to one that valued loyalty above all else). Most of his few interactions with the Eldar however were the Eldar themselves, owing more to his disgust.

Passing off the train of thought, Volturius then turned his attention once more to the attention of the Raptors, finding their name to be both annoying and surprising. He had always assumed the label of his specialization was from the birds of prey that inhabited the galaxy, not large, bald lizards.

"Wait, your group are birds?" Volturius asked in a rather stunned tone as he now stared slack-jawed in disbelief at the dinosaurs.

[Transgravitas Directorate]

The evening sky on Gliese was peppered with stars. Swith, who had gone on vacation with her mate and children, slipped from bed and opened the French doors leading out to the balcony. The palace below was still in celebration. Swith's eyes weren't on them, though. She looked up at the stars and drew a shuddering breath.

It was a silent keen that traveled on a plain that no mortals could hear. It was a greeting and a goodbye wrapped in a gossamer strand that couldn't be broken by mortals or gods or even the Greater Beings. It was a patient and gentle understanding buoyed by her gratitude and admiration for a foe who had, in a sense, become a cherished entity in her world.

She stood silently amongst the sounds of revelry and joy from below, and she wept tears that were neither sad or happy. They were simply tears, and they fell from her eyes and landed on her chest without any further preamble.

"Farewell," she whispered to the stars. Her mind reflected upon octopus and pizza parlors, replicants and tea with scones. She sighed and her head tilted as she keened again. And then, because there wasn't anything left to do, she stepped inside and closed the door to block out the noise for a while.

The strains of Rachmaninoff's Prelude in C# Minor echoed throughout the darkly lit ether of Cuisine's apartment. He and Luce sat together over beers, toasting an honorable acquaintance and an enigmatic mind. They spoke of Aetherians and shards, of yachts and cars, and of sand and sea. Conversation intermingled with the hopeful beginning, haunting progression, and chaotic climax. Dim blue and green highlights from the wall panel displays gave them tranquility, however, and the hope that things would someday be better.

And finally, as the closing notes brought the piece to an end, the pair sat in silence.

[Transgravitas Directorate]

Yo, not cool!", Torii said. She was giggling nonetheless, and started kicking lightly.

....

Katya's voice came over the phone, crackly and shaky.

"Um....Dora....c-can we talk? Please? I'm in the halls...outside the kitchen..."

"On it," Dora replied crisply, and left without a word to Chrys or Torii. As she neared, she studied Katya. "What's up?"

Behind her, Chrys continued bouncing both of them up and down.

[Torsiedelle]

Yo, not cool!", Torii said. She was giggling nonetheless, and started kicking lightly.

....

Katya's voice came over the phone, crackly and shaky.

"Um....Dora....c-can we talk? Please? I'm in the halls...outside the kitchen..."

"On it," Dora replied crisply, and left without a word to Chrys or Torii. As she neared, she studied Katya. "What's up?"

Behind her, Chrys continued bouncing both of them up and down.

Katya looked up at the older woman and rubbed her eyes. She still seemed scared and heartbroken. Where she had been slapped, a clearly visible, red handprint sat on her swollen cheek. Her boots and the bottom of her skirt were wet from where she'd spilled her coffee.

She spoke in a soft, shaky voice.

"Yoshi....Yoshi was acting all weird, and started calling me names. I thought he was playing around, but then he started yelling. I don't know why....then, he called me a whore, and said we were done, and then hit me..."

[Cerillium]

Ceril navigated the business end of the soldering iron between fine wires coupled to an old circuit board. The white hot light flared and briefly illuminated his face and the face of the servator next to him. He sighed and examined his work.

Not bad. Needs more. Possibly -

He yawned and removed the iron from the confines of the cabinet. "Needs more later. It's late as it is."

The servator, a replica of the D7-N1-X8 blinked stupidly at him. She could never replace the actual thing she was copied from. "It is late," she said.

"No shit. I just said that."

"Yes."

Ceril rubbed the skin under his optics and groaned. "Go dock, Mavis 12."

He watched the drone clone gracefully cross the workroom to join her "sisters". He'd done many things with those clones - dressing them in hula outfits or programming them to sing show tunes - but he'd never lost respect for the beings who fashioned the original Mavis.

The old cyborg checked his work a final time and walked from the workroom. His hand paused on the light switch. "Goodnight ladies."

"Good night," they replied in unison as the overhead flickered off.

[Transgravitas Directorate]

Katya looked up at the older woman and rubbed her eyes. She still seemed scared and heartbroken. Where she had been slapped, a clearly visible, red handprint sat on her swollen cheek. Her boots and the bottom of her skirt were wet from where she'd spilled her coffee.

She spoke in a soft, shaky voice.

"Yoshi....Yoshi was acting all weird, and started calling me names. I thought he was playing around, but then he started yelling. I don't know why....then, he called me a whore, and said we were done, and then hit me..."

Dora's eyes darkened. I suspected he was a misogynist, but never expected this.

"He did, did he?" she said neutrally, reaching an arm out to Katya. "Come on, let's get that coffee cleaned off you and some ice for your cheek. Then we'll go for a drink, maybe call Kei later to join us. You want to head back to your place first?"

[Swith Witherward]

"I heard they can reproduce sexually as well, but the times I've interrogated a couple of the fuckers, they're all vat grown from what I know. Nasty bastards. No wonder why Swith wants them dead. I don't give a damn if they have the kinks- they're untrustworthy as hell and the last true remnant of the old Eldar empire before they were stomped into extinction. Which is more than enough reason to wipe 'em out."

Volturius was visibly disgusted by the mere mention of Eldar. He never took kindly to the species- the Dark Eldar, while having similar alignment, were less trustworthy than a Khorne Berserker and frequent to backstabbing anyone, including their own (which was detestable to one that valued loyalty above all else). Most of his few interactions with the Eldar however were the Eldar themselves, owing more to his disgust.

Passing off the train of thought, Volturius then turned his attention once more to the attention of the Raptors, finding their name to be both annoying and surprising. He had always assumed the label of his specialization was from the birds of prey that inhabited the galaxy, not large, bald lizards.

"Wait, your group are birds?" Volturius asked in a rather stunned tone as he now stared slack-jawed in disbelief at the dinosaurs.

"Not birds. Dinosaurs. Velocirpators. We call them raptors for short."

Minerva yawned and then lifted her heavy boot and kicked Klaus in the side. "Raptours... rrrrraaaahhhhtours...."

[Urran]

The real Yoshi entered the apartment with MB. He set the rabbit down and went to go find Torii. He had a present for her and wanted to give it to her.



Akito was not done, he was content to piss off or hurt as many people as he could before beating Yoshi or, "reeducating" him, as he liked to call it. This sort of thing happened when Yoshi gained any happiness that could be extinguished by hurting him, or someone close to him. Akito and his father, Yoshi's uncle, wanted the boy to suffer for what his mother did, marrying someone he did not approve of.

[Torsiedelle]

Katya looked up at the older woman and rubbed her eyes. She still seemed scared and heartbroken. Where she had been slapped, a clearly visible, red handprint sat on her swollen cheek. Her boots and the bottom of her skirt were wet from where she'd spilled her coffee.

She spoke in a soft, shaky voice.

"Yoshi....Yoshi was acting all weird, and started calling me names. I thought he was playing around, but then he started yelling. I don't know why....then, he called me a whore, and said we were done, and then hit me..."

Dora's eyes darkened. I suspected he was a misogynist, but never expected this.

"He did, did he?" she said neutrally, reaching an arm out to Katya. "Come on, let's get that coffee cleaned off you and some ice for your cheek. Then we'll go for a drink, maybe call Kei later to join us. You want to head back to your place first?"

"Um...sure..."

She reached out and took Dora's hand, and pulled herself up. "Yea...I need to go by the apartment and get another uniform..."

Torii listened from the distance and became furious. "Chrys...where's Yoshi at?"

[Transgravitas Directorate]

MB flash-jumped to the communal recreation room, where he began watching the World Cup matches.

"Um...sure..."

She reached out and took Dora's hand, and pulled herself up. "Yea...I need to go by the apartment and get another uniform..."

Torii listened from the distance and became furious. "Chrys...where's Yoshi at?"

"Yoshi? No clue," Chrys replied, watching as Dora led Katya inside.

[Cerillium]

"Not birds. Dinosaurs. Velocirpators. We call them raptors for short."

Minerva yawned and then lifted her heavy boot and kicked Klaus in the side. "Raptours... rrrrraaaahhhhtours...."

Klaus wasn't asleep. He was trying to remember what he'd done with the bonsai tree. Minerva's kick jostled him just as the memory was beginning to surface. His gloved hand snatched her ankle as her boot broke contact with his side.

"Raptors? You vantink raptors? I giffen sie some raptors. Ja, you vill like zem."

[Torsiedelle]

Torii took Chrys's hand and started leading her through the halls in search of Yoshi. She was beyond pissed.

Meanwhile, Katya took off her blazer. "Thanks, Dora.", She said. She tossed her blazer onto the bed, then slipped off her blouse, skirt, and boots. She ran a little water over her boots, then took her bundle of clothes and tossed them in the washer.

A minute later, she dressed into an identical outfit from her large dresser full of the same outfit, straightened everything out, and walked up to Dora.

[Swith Witherward]

Klaus wasn't asleep. He was trying to remember what he'd done with the bonsai tree. Minerva's kick jostled him just as the memory was beginning to surface. His gloved hand snatched her ankle as her boot broke contact with his side.

"Raptors? You vantink raptors? I giffen sie some raptors. Ja, you vill like zem."

"Don't. You. Dare." Minerva glared at him and tried to tug her leg free. "I swear to my god I will strip you naked and duct tape you to a brothel wall if you do."

[Transgravitas Directorate]

Torii took Chrys's hand and started leading her through the halls in search of Yoshi. She was beyond pissed.

Meanwhile, Katya took off her blazer. "Thanks, Dora.", She said. She tossed her blazer onto the bed, then slipped off her blouse, skirt, and boots. She ran a little water over her boots, then took her bundle of clothes and tossed them in the washer.

A minute later, she dressed into an identical outfit from her large dresser full of the same outfit, straightened everything out, and walked up to Dora.

"All right, then? Come on, let's go over to Chaos. Good thing they're open pretty much anytime." Dora headed out, and waited by the door.

[Cerillium]

"Don't. You. Dare." Minerva glared at him and tried to tug her leg free. "I swear to my god I will strip you naked and duct tape you to a brothel wall if you do."

Klaus considered her threat. "Sounds lovely. I could live with that."

[Urran]

Torii took Chrys's hand and started leading her through the halls in search of Yoshi. She was beyond pissed.

Meanwhile, Katya took off her blazer. "Thanks, Dora.", She said. She tossed her blazer onto the bed, then slipped off her blouse, skirt, and boots. She ran a little water over her boots, then took her bundle of clothes and tossed them in the washer.

A minute later, she dressed into an identical outfit from her large dresser full of the same outfit, straightened everything out, and walked up to Dora.

Yoshi was walking down the halls and in a good mood. He was unlocking his apartment so he could put some stuff away before finding Torii. But, chances were, she would find him first

[Torsiedelle]

Torii took Chrys's hand and started leading her through the halls in search of Yoshi. She was beyond pissed.

Meanwhile, Katya took off her blazer. "Thanks, Dora.", She said. She tossed her blazer onto the bed, then slipped off her blouse, skirt, and boots. She ran a little water over her boots, then took her bundle of clothes and tossed them in the washer.

A minute later, she dressed into an identical outfit from her large dresser full of the same outfit, straightened everything out, and walked up to Dora.

"All right, then? Come on, let's go over to Chaos. Good thing they're open pretty much anytime." Dora headed out, and waited by the door.

"Let's go.", Katya said. She followed behind Dora.

[Swith Witherward]

"Don't. You. Dare." Minerva glared at him and tried to tug her leg free. "I swear to my god I will strip you naked and duct tape you to a brothel wall if you do."

Klaus considered her threat. "Sounds lovely. I could live with that."

"Why do you fuck with me? Why? Thousands of years of it. Why?!" Minerva was exasperated after her long day. "Every time I turn around, you're fucking with me. I'm tired, Klaus. I'm due to die soon. The Keeper of Secrets is on her moon time. The planets do not align well. There is no 'q' in butter. What more do you want out of me, huh?"

[Transgravitas Directorate]

"Let's go.", Katya said. She followed behind Dora.

The underground nightclub area was a familiar sight, no doubt, as they headed inside. Dora waved the bartender away, motioning that she'd serve them and would he please put whatever they ordered on the Service's tab.

"See anything you like?" she said, turning to Katya.

[Cerillium]

"Why do you fuck with me? Why? Thousands of years of it. Why?!" Minerva was exasperated after her long day. "Every time I turn around, you're fucking with me. I'm tired, Klaus. I'm due to die soon. The Keeper of Secrets is on her moon time. The planets do not align well. There is no 'q' in butter. What more do you want out of me, huh?"

"Nervie..." he pronounced it Nerfy, "...you kicked me first." He shook her leg then dropped her foot.