PL IC Thread IX++ //Oddsbodikins & Atomic Kittens//

[Fvaarniimar]

As Nick finished his food, he found his mood worsening for no reason - no reason apparent at that time, at least. No fear was involved; if it had been he would have ran. He merely felt glum, grumpy, and QUITE irritated. What could do that...
Then, he spotted the sink.  He had known there was a sink, but suddenly he thought of it as - perhaps - a mini shower.   Hopping in and turning on the water, he flinched - it was not only water, it was ice cold!  "Aaowrw!"  Fortunately, he thought to swath  the handle to the left, and soon was...tolerating a shower in relative comfort.

He wouldn't have bothered, but he could see the dye washing off and going down the...

Drain...   No time like the present...  Figuratively speaking.  Contacting Klaus would need to wait until Nick was clean, groomed, and hence feeling rather more confident.  Meanwhile, he thought about what to say as the last of the dye washed away.

He was clean - or at least he thought he was.  He didn't itch and didn"t seem colorful.  He was wet, and cold.  The bedraggled cat dragged himself out of the sink and, experimentally, he licked.  His fur tasted fine, and the water was pleasant to drink...but heavy and cold...

Instinct took over, and the cat shook himself violently, droplets scattering everywhere.  That simplified the task.  Soon, Nick was dry, and his mood had improved.  His fur felt soft and smelled clean - an unexpected bonus, but definitely NOT reason to put himself through that ordeal regularly.  Turning to the drain, he realized that the sink was still running and swatted the handle down.  A few clumps of fur had caught in the drain; impulsively, he fished them out.

Licking his paws dry, Nick focused on using the collar as loudly as possible.  "Klaus?  Uh, Klaus?"  Then quieter:  "It's Nick - I need to talk."

[Swith Witherward]

Neste's hand suppressed the giggle fit that would have otherwise erupted from her mouth. The effort was aided by spreading her tongue between her molars and biting down hard. This was a citizen, after all, and it wouldn't do to poke fun of the situation. The cabby might interpret her laughter for mockery over the other cabby's plight. Yet... "special friend" did sound strange. In fact, Neste thought it made her sound as if she 'rode the short bus', or so the expression went.

She grew still, content to watch the city pass by the cab's windows. The view soon became obscured by fat raindrops. It had turned into a nice drizzle by time the cab rolled to a stop outside the Building.

Neste opened the door and inhaled the vibrant smells of wet pavement and grass before turning towards the cab's other occupants.

"Entre deux cœurs qui s'aiment, nul besoin de paroles, Septimus," a shy smile graced her lips as she reassuringly patted his thigh, and then she slid from the bench seat and trotted up the wet walkway.

She awaited them on the stoop, her excitement growing as she realized that the chair she'd purchased earlier would have been delivered by now. Nila undoubtedly found a way to get into the apartment, or else took possession of the furniture until the occupants returned.

Nila had in fact asked the Building manager to open the apartment door for the delivery, and had taken the liberty of bringing Neste's few possessions upstairs. The chair sat in the living room near a window, and the construct's little basket occupied a corner. The toaster was left on the counter but, being more than a toaster, it had slipped from the kitchen after leaving a crumb pile near the refrigerator, and had clamored onto the narrow window ledge to observe the rain beyond the glass.

[Tsuyoi Tekikoku]

[quote="Torsiedelle";p="26055681"
Torii nodded. "Thanks."

She turned and made her way down the hall, swallowing her anxiety. She looked at Tsu's door, inhaled, and knocked firmly. "Tsu? Can I come in?"[/quote]
Tsu's door opened, a cold blast of air would hot Torii, a wing opened greeted her before retreating to its host, Tsu who was in the corner, playing on her phone and paying Torii no mind. She turned, and smiled towards her ex. " Oh, Hi Torii! Sorry if it's a bit cold!" She said,

Tsu's room was covered in ice, jagged icicles
hanged from the roof. Snow was piled up in corners with puddles of spelt liquids scattering the room.

[Torsiedelle]

Wow, it was cold in there. Torii wasn't perturbed, however. "It looks nice.", She chuckled, stepping in.

She was freezing.

"Hey, I'm sorry if I said something bed back there. Are you, uh, still interested? In me? Because I was talking with your sister, and I wanted to know. I mean, I'm just really confused right now."

........

Back at the Brisbys, Jasmine took a little delight in the rain. "Well, looks like weather took an unfortunate turn.", She commented. "It was nice, too. We should do this again."

[Primordial Luxa]

"Eh, no way.", The woman waved her hand. "I like my body the way it is, sorry."

Through her fuzzy mind, Katya squinted at the two. "Whadya mean raptors? My sister works for them. They're icky.", She giggled. "One of'em licked me once, it was gross."

.........

Torii nodded. "Thanks."

She turned and made her way down the hall, swallowing her anxiety. She looked at Tsu's door, inhaled, and knocked firmly. "Tsu? Can I come in?"

Insidious gave a defeated sigh obviously saddened that Katya had some respect for her physical form. "If you insist. The raptor do tend to smell like a reptile house but their aesthetically standards simply are comparable to our own. Although I can help but imagine what they consider to be attractive in their surroundings and eachother."

"Oh I thought you saw me walking by and called me over." She said to Bran a little puzzled "Perhaps I was mistaken, sorry to disturb you if that was the case. I just figured I would say hello but I suppose I should be one my way anyhow. "

[The BranRiech]

"Oh. by all means, feel free to stick around." Bran shook his head, looking surprised. He remembered something along the lines of Insidious saying she wanted to talk to him, but now he wasn't so sure what she meant, or if she had even said it at all. "Uh, I mean, we could all go and do something together. I've got no major plans." Admitted the conscript, letting his jacket hang loosely on the couch. The slight pitter-patter of rain had started, and could be heard very faintly against the corrugated ceiling of the bomb-shelter.

[Tsuyoi Tekikoku]

Wow, it was cold in there. Torii wasn't perturbed, however. "It looks nice.", She chuckled, stepping in.

She was freezing.

"Hey, I'm sorry if I said something bed back there. Are you, uh, still interested? In me? Because I was talking with your sister, and I wanted to know. I mean, I'm just really confused right now."

Tsu stared at Torii for a few seconds, a blank expression studied her before Tsu opened her mouth. " Yes but, I don't want to hurt you again nor cause trouble for anyone else."

Tsu went silent again and returned to her phone, she could hear the patter of rain hit the building and had a eibg close a window.

[Germanic Templars]

"They...were my father's. He replaced the barrel on the 870 with a new one, and I do have slug and single-ought buckshot rounds in my room for them. The PPK/S has just normal ball rounds and another magazine. As for ammunition for the HK, I'm sure full metal jacket is just fine. I don't plan on taking on anyone wearing kevlar or anything." Brit said as she started looking over the carbine.

"American bias. Well, I heard Ohio Ordinance Works recently took a stab at redesigning the Browning Automatic Rifle and modernizing it from the ground up. They call it the Heavy Counter-Assault Rifle. It still shoots the same thirty ought six rounds, but has a pistol grip and rails and different barrel lengths that also are dimpled for more cooling. The big thing though, was that they installed a hydraulic piston behind the action to dampen the recoil." She cocked the 416's stock onto her hip as she leaned to look back at it. "So, with that, you'll feel the same amount of recoil shooting that as you would shooting an M4. Truly a great design. I'm just glad they aren't like those idiot who take perfectly good M1 Garands or other old guns and strip it down to modernize it. People like that aren't right in the head." She shook her's and walked over to the ammunition crate, setting the weapons down.

"As for the pistol rounds...hmm...I think ball rounds would be fine. Unless you have a preference to hollow points." She took a second to smile a bit, remembering a little poem. "As for extra magazines, well no. I mean I have a really shitty Lancer Tactical vest that I used for airsoft and cosplay that can fit STANAG mags but not any real empty ones lying around. I also have an old Vietnam magazine pouch that goes on my web belt, but that's for the 20 round ones, not thirty. I mean...if you want, I'd be more than happy to work my tab off as your assistant here or something like that. I've always really wanted to work in a gun store." It was a long shot, but maybe he'd go for it. She wasn't hoping for it, though. Best not to build hopes up.

Her father's? Thriller's conscious got the better of him at this point, he could never take heirlooms of another person as payment. Though she did mention an idea he was planned on saying, one that he agreed too. "Then it is agreed, I can offer you a temporary job once I get the store back into running operations, provided as a way to pay off those guns, of course. Caveat to this deal is there is no benefits for you. Sorry, got to maintain cash flow too. I will see on what jobs I can provide you since you do not have a federal firearms license. Maybe nighttime security or possibly daytime? Max was always a nocturnal type anyway."

"As for guns and ammo, if you ever want to trade again later on, I think I can provide you something better - depending on what you want, like say, Anzio 20mm anti-material rifle with HEFI/AP. Great against light armored targets, just can't be used against soft targets like people without some moral police telling you it is wrong, but I digress. Now then, if you want to hear the best modernization of weapon? Try the Mosin Nagant. A new carbon fiber stock that accepts a 10 round clip from the bottom. Light weight, more ammo, and easy to attach? What's not to love about it since it comes in OD green and desert tan." Thriller's eye lit up with pride as he began to talk about his own gun, or rather ARs in general."Besides, AR is the barbie doll, no! It is the G.I.Joe of the gun world. Damn thing can be customized anyway you imagined. From upper receiver to the buttstock, the barrel, grip, trigger - everything! Shit, my AR fires 7.62 x 39 rounds and has been [illegally] modified to fire in burst with a muzzle suppressor that adds on a delicate enough weight to stabilize it and a buttstock that is foldable and adjustable added on with a grip-pod on the bottom and IR laser/flashlight on the side of tactical railing... Also a 14 inch barrel with a 1:7 twist."

Snapping out of his stupor he regained himself. "Sorry 'bout that, can't talk guns without talking about my gun, Penelopi.. Yes I named my rifle. Brings luck and adds on the extra care you have for it." He remarked, trying to justify his reasoning. "Now then I do prefer hollowpoint over ball for pistol due to the tumbling effect it has upon impact. You should know by now that there are hardly any survivors to that round and it is a surgeon's, or medic's nightmare since it tears up organs as it passes through, sometimes it doesn't come out on the other side.So yes I prefer it over ball, unless you want to waste seven shots on one guy when two or one could have tapped him out."

[Primordial Luxa]

"Oh. by all means, feel free to stick around." Bran shook his head, looking surprised. He remembered something along the lines of Insidious saying she wanted to talk to him, but now he wasn't so sure what she meant, or if she had even said it at all. "Uh, I mean, we could all go and do something together. I've got no major plans." Admitted the conscript, letting his jacket hang loosely on the couch. The slight pitter-patter of rain had started, and could be heard very faintly against the corrugated ceiling of the bomb-shelter.

"Eh its raining pretty hard outside I think so we should probably stay in. And with Katya looking a little under the weather it would probably be best to do something simple." Insidious suddenly snapped her fingers and looked up. "Oh I got an idea. Bran do you have any fun movies from the People's Unified Government? Maybe we could all watch some movies from each others countries until the rain stops. Have a little foreign film marathon. What about you Katya got any popular from Torsiedelle?"

[Torsiedelle]

"Well, if you count Triumph of the Will as popular..."

She giggled. "That was a Nazi joke. Seriously, though, it's like one of my nation's treasures.", She said. Shifting about, she sat up just a bit, where she could still rest her head. "Anyways, there are some great movies from my country. "Pursuer of Illumination" comes to mind. It's a sci-fi and fantasy adventure film about an archaeologist in Alaska. I don't have a copy, though."

She began to wave one hand around, like a wave. "There's always those web-thingies to watch stuff on, I think. Torii likes to watch her Chinese cartoons and her pony shows and whatnot, I know. Is it raining? I love rain."

.......

Torii had to take a moment to say something, leaving her and Tsu in an awkward silence. "I guess I understand. I mean, I'm not scared of being hurt again.", She lied. "And you, making trouble? If anyone makes trouble here, it's me. Didn't I say you shouldn't be so hard on yourself?"

[Tsuyoi Tekikoku]

Tsu sighed. "You say that, but in the past, I was evil. Everything I touch, love of whatever always gets involved in my troubles, I know this sounds like something cliche but all I do is cause trouble. I can't be a free bird!"

Tsu looked down at herself. "I heard you and Edge talking..you should go with that boy..be happy, I don't want you to worry about me. I'm just a ex, a ex that should just be forgetton."

[The BranRiech]

"People's Unified . . ."

Bran stopped for a moment. "Oh, you're talking about the government now." He sighed, shaking his head. "That's not the same Branriech I grew up in 10 years ago. I didn't save anything from the old country except for a few things, like my jacket here." He tugged at one of the lapels on his shoulder. "Eh, most of our movies were either propaganda flicks about the Great Patriotic War, or were smuggled in from the Russian Federation." The former-soldier admitted. "What about films from where you're from?" He asked Insidious.

[Torsiedelle]

"-f-f-f-f-f-f, why do you want me to go with Drova?!", Torii spazzed a little. "And are you sure? Are you really sure? Tsu, yeah, you had your problems, but so did I. Hell, I still have problems."

She stepped closer. "Look, I wanted to protect you. That, and, uh...I didn't expect to run into this issues, but..."

She cursed herself. Why was this shit so hard to talk about? "Well, all I can say is, don't be afraid to let your feelings be known...or something. That's what Gio taught me, I think, and Swith. Look, honestly, I just wanted some help, but, uh, I don't even know anymore."

[The New Velociraptor Empire]

The raptors arrived in their home for lunch, contemplating their next steps. Apparently not all the permits were in order for the Institute, but they were ready for inspections. Gretta finished giving the children their daily lessons and was now ith Neil in the Lab trying to create a Planck Energizer, but as usual fuel and power efficiency were the major hurdles. They were disappointed that there was no lightning to help them out in the rain.

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Velocidoctor was happy to be in good company. "The reason why I'm here is the usual one for when I'm not sight seeing." he answered in the cab and began to go inside.

[Primordial Luxa]

"People's Unified . . ."

Bran stopped for a moment. "Oh, you're talking about the government now." He sighed, shaking his head. "That's not the same Branriech I grew up in 10 years ago. I didn't save anything from the old country except for a few things, like my jacket here." He tugged at one of the lapels on his shoulder. "Eh, most of our movies were either propaganda flicks about the Great Patriotic War, or were smuggled in from the Russian Federation." The former-soldier admitted. "What about films from where you're from?" He asked Insidious.

"Not much thats good for a quiet night in, as you can imagine its mostly horror and surrealist stuff like The Holy Mountain and The Thing. But..." She places one of her bracelets on the ground in front of them and said some Arcanotech words in one of those languages which was actually a form of cosmic technology. After a moment the piece of jewelry projected an image against one of the walls. "I have a record of a drama romance set in Damocles thats sorta like Romeo and Juliet or I can put on Katya's Sci-fi thing."

[Monfrox]

"Really? I can do that. I work over at the airport too sometimes so this can be like a hobby or something." Brit said.

The more she listened, the more she smiled. Thriller seemed very much like her on the inside. She named her guns and kept care for them as much as she could. She let him go on before picking out some of the hollow point rounds.

"Alright, I think that's enough for today. I'm hungry. You hungry? I'm fucking hungry."

The talk about the Anzio 20mm seemed a bit far-fetched for her, but this was Thriller, so who knew what kind of things he had lying around. Still, a AR chambered for 7.62 by 39? Odd round for an AR. She gathered up all the necessary things and looked at him, wondering if the extra mags were out of the question. Boy, having to reload the same magazine over and over was going to be a pain if she had to, but he was the boss of the place so she really couldn't tell him what to do.

[Tsuyoi Tekikoku]

"-f-f-f-f-f-f, why do you want me to go with Drova?!", Torii spazzed a little. "And are you sure? Are you really sure? Tsu, yeah, you had your problems, but so did I. Hell, I still have problems."

She stepped closer. "Look, I wanted to protect you. That, and, uh...I didn't expect to run into this issues, but..."

She cursed herself. Why was this shit so hard to talk about? "Well, all I can say is, don't be afraid to let your feelings be known...or something. That's what Gio taught me, I think, and Swith. Look, honestly, I just wanted some help, but, uh, I don't even know anymore."

" JUST.. Why....im.." Tsu hugged a stuffed animal tightly. "I just want something that I can't ruin.." She fell onto her need, her head stuffed into the pillows. "I want someone to love again. I messed that up, I remember how Gio was when we had that talk...it scares me to see someone like Gio get serious.."

Tsu flipped over, groaning.

[Torsiedelle]

Torii slipped over, and sat at the edge of Tsu's bed. "I understand how you feel. I always get nervous when she gets serious, but she does it for a reason, even if it does get old sometimes."

She rolled her eyes. "Do you, uh, want a hug? I think we're both confused right now. It's always nice to have someone there."

[Cerillium]

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