Yuna found it hard to keep track of what was going on since she stepped into the library. Some people were furious, then they werent, then other people where, and the anger and frustration kept circling around basically everyone in there without pause, and he had no idea of how to stop it. She felt somewhat impotent about the whole deal. They were simply too many to deal with at once... but not doing anything would not help at all either. So she had to make a plan and quickly.
There was something in particular, however, that caught her attention from all the chaos, which caused her to act almost immediately.
Makoto and Rex were in the process of retreating someplace else, away from that disaster, but the young girl felt that it would not be enough to make things better. So she intercepted the duo once they were a decent distance away from all the chaos, and in one swift motion spread her arms and hugged the distraught Rex, with one arm going all the way around her back, and the other hand placed gently on the now girl's head. Her eyes, in the meantime, remained closed for a couple of seconds, but eventually opened and focused on Makoto; and with a simple nod of her head, she invited the now boy to join in on the comforting.
"Kinda, yeah," I called, not looking back, only raising a hand nonchalantly behind me.
I turned a corner into an alley, figuring it would get me away sooner, and paced down the corridor and...
...ended up right back where I was.
I sighed.
Hopefully that wasn't going to be a regular thing today, or I'd be very annoyed. I turned around to try again. "I'm gonna get breakfast, seeing as I actually need to eat. Whoever's interested can tag along, I guess."
i guess you can watch me shitpost i guessRex barely acknowledged Makoto pushing him away from the confrontation but he didn't make any effort to stop her. He really wanted to leave, there was no point in getting angry anymore when everyone else was doing that already. And the threat of imminent memory loss put things into perspective.
Still, he couldn't help but start sniffling as Makoto did her thing. She had been right all along, even if the baby comment did hurt a little.
"I'm an idiot. I should have listened to you"
Out of nowhere, Yuna decided to join the duo and hug Rex. There were a lot of things he would have pointed out if he were in a normal state of mind, like the fact that he could feel her chest on his chest, or that he wasn't a touchy-feely guy, but there was no denying the hug felt nice. Very nice. In fact that Rex decided to stop pretending and started to literally cry on her shoulder.
edited 9th Mar '18 5:05:27 PM by DeisTheAlcano
Library- Nearby Stairs- Right in the Worst Way
While she wasn't expecting Two of all people to get upset and try and step into Ben and Eve's discussion, Makoto didn't stop her from trying. She continued moving Rex, who wasn't even resisting her, over to where the stairs began. Shit, was he crying? Wow, he must've been cut a lot deeper than before.
"Yeah, I saw it," she said to him, though there wasn't any kind of "I told you so" to follow it up with. There wasn't a point in rubbing his nose in it after that display. "It's...it's going to be okay though..." Yuna caught up with them and wordlessly pulled him into a hug. Makoto was about to tell her to stop, but he didn't reject it this time. In fact, he stayed there and started to cry even harder. Yuna looked at her next, but she just gave her a weak smile and sat down on the bottom step to wait. She wasn't going to overwhelm Rex if he needed a moment to just let it out.
Makoto inspected the leg brace and began to fit it around her knee, though she kept an eye on what was going on around them in case someone else approached.
Prison
Garrett briefly considered struggling, but figured that facing the entire militia at once was suicidal... unless the other prisoners were going to attack the jailors as well. Garrett tried to look at the other cells he could see from his vantage point, trying to figure out if the prisoners looked ready for a fight.
If it didn't look like it, though, the guards would find Garrett standing in the middle of the cell (still stark naked of course), and he'd say: "Hold it with that weapon. Just look at me — you don't suppose I could conceal anything on my person like this, right?"
Kerrigan!Miss Tairee dodged the punch by just leaning to one side, reacting immediately and quickly as if she knew it was coming- which considering the telepathy, she presumably did. Her expression still looked somewhat surprised though, even as she continued the response by thrusting one hand forward towards Ben's chest; there was a visible ripple through the air as a burst of telepathic energy shoved Ben back across the floor several feet. Simultaneously, the other copy of Miss Tairee tapped a few buttons on the holographic screen, and the moment the slide across the floor had ended, Ben was then yanked up off the floor slightly as he was put in a transparent bubble. "Ben, I've tried to explain to you before, that's not how this can work. What point is there in trying to fight me?" Miss Tairee asked, her tone annoyed and rhetorical, which just made her extra surprised as the computer beeped with a message.
Glancing her eyes down at that which only she could read, her expression shifted; eyebrows coming together, teeth clenching with her lips slightly apart and twitching as her eyes were a bit wide. Mostly anger, but it oddly seemed to convey surprise, understanding, and a little bit of sadness all together. It went into more of a scowl for a moment, before she regained most of her composure; her eyes still suggested a sort of rattled state though. "Fine, if you want to fight little protagonist, then I'll be with you in a bit" Miss Tairee said, pointing a finger towards Ben. She started to turn her head to Eve next, but paused and turned her narrowing eyes at Thomas. "Don't even think about it" the secretary muttered, making Thomas look momentarily surprised and then defeated as he remembered that he could not possibly attack her by surprise.
The other copy of Miss Tairee seemed to pause for a moment and then let out a groan as she pinched the bridge of her nose. "Damn unintentional puns..." the Miss Tairee copy thought out loud to herself.
Now, the first Miss Tairee finally got to turning her attention to Eve. "It doesn't really matter that it was Rex specifically. You were warned not to continue; not to take things to where someone might try to start a fight because of what you say. You immediately passed off that warning and went right ahead with continuing!" Miss Tairee explained in a criticizing tone. Her expression did ease, a little bit, before going on, "and I know how you feel about your frustrations with Rex. Really, better than you know; yes, more than that. If you're trying to better, though, why do you keep stooping down to his level? He throws his best tries at snarky insults at you, then you throw your best tries at snarky insults back, and I fail to see how the two of you are really so different. That's what I meant when I said you think you're better than him; that you keep doing what is effectively the exact same thing he does, and yet somehow you think that he's worse for it than you."
As if to emphasize the point, Miss Tairee turned her head over towards the staircase across the lobby, where Rex, Yuna, and Makoto were having their moment.
The other prisoners Garrett could see from his angle didn't look like they were armed; it wasn't clear if any of them had any abilities to fight back through the bars at the moment, but it didn't look like it-
Hey, there was some kind of movement at the floor underneath the cot of one of the cells across from Garrett. It was gone after a moment, and the cell was empty now... Hadn't there been some hairy looking guy in some kind of white suit there before?
The mystery aside, the first guard to come into Garrett's view was an ultimately mundane yet somewhat notable looking woman,
◊ who actually gave a yelp of surprise and tried to avert her eyes from particular places with a slightly embarrassed look to her. "U-uh, well, I guess you're right" she muttered, though was still aiming a phaser at Garrett.
The next to step around her was a man dressed for the outback,
who likewise looked a bit taken aback, but not nearly as embarrassed, or averting his gaze purposely. He did glance to the woman though as he pointed out, "we have little bags that can hold basically infinite stuff, and other magic things going on."
"... Oh, you're right about that" the woman conceded, then the man shot Garrett in the face with the phaser; if that wasn't enough to knock him out instantly given the change in biology, then the guards would follow it up with a few more shots.
... Waking up a little bit later, Garrett was on the cot in the cell, unharmed, and they had even left him with a pair of jeans and a light button jacket to wear. The cell door was locked again, and the guards were moved on to other cells.
Most of the other people around weren't paying much attention to the little group anyway; well, more like most just immediately decided to calmly but quickly leave once they saw the monstrous Morty and the man with an assault rifle. Also, most of them weren't all that notable, as they were certainly different people than normal, but still just seemed to be 'some person' for the most part.
... There was, one notable exception though. Over at the door of what seemed to be an empty suburban house, was Silanea? Like, actually physically her, which presumably meant that it wasn't her, but someone from her universe. That would presumably narrow it down, and that three people were trying to help her move into the door because she couldn't seem to move on her own helped solidify that it was not actually Silanea.
The real kicker though, was that one of the three people helping her was clearly Sir Tristen.
edited 9th Mar '18 5:10:38 PM by FirockFinion
You are reading this.More people had begun filing into the library while Sakura had talked with Hercules. For as varied and different as everyone looked, a lot of them seemed to know one another, and were adjusting to the situation rather well. Probably better than she had.
That seemed to change when a girl, the blonde woman and the weird ailen bug person started snapping, which ultimately caused the red haired woman to get mad and start acting more like a school teacher than a soldier. One with supernatural powers, making a duplicate of herself, throwing a yardstick that had seemingly come out of nowhere into the blonde lady's head, and throwing up the alien man into some kind of barrier or bubble, similar to what she would do with Watery.
What she had noticed more was for as large as the crowd had gotten moments before, as the red haired soldier/school teacher started giving the alien man an offer of a fight against the 'little hero,' that crowd had thinned. Disappeared. Perhaps they were avoiding danger or consoling others... but the fact of the matter was Sakura had no idea what to do here. She couldn't just step in, even if she could, but she didn't know where to go in this kind of situation. She may have spent less than half a day here, but she could tell when things were going down south fast.
"Hoeeeeee..." she glanced left and right, trying to find any sign of refuge or guidance on what to do before things got worse.
Ben winced and tumbled onto the ground, then glared as he was scooped up into a bubble. He looked down at Eve, who insisted that he not go through with this for his own safety. He looked a little uncomfortable, as she pointed out the possibly grave consequences for failure. He furrowed his brow.
"Eve... I'm gonna win this. I won't let her say those things about you. She doesn't have the right." He glared forward and looked at Miss Tairee again. "Besides. She's not gonna kill me permanently. The Writer still wants me as his toy. She's probably not allowed to kill me. And she never does anything that the Writer doesn't want her to," Ben said, his voice becoming almost mocking.
Even though he was sitting in a bubble and probably about to lose a big fight against the only person capable of freeing everyone from their imprisonment, he couldn't help but notice how cathartic it was to be trash talking Miss Tairee.
edited 9th Mar '18 6:34:02 PM by AllHailThrall
I can still hail the Horde even though the company has shamed us. Strength and Honor even if Blizzard has neither.Cole sighed softly, looking up at Arcade. "If you wanted to go in and get her I would not stop you," he finally said, rising to his feet. "She is acting out and being just as bad as Rex and it makes me dislike her when she is this way. I am going to tell her that next we speak, just so you are aware."
He looked back at the door, then back up at Arcade. "If you do wish to leave, though, I will leave that decision to you. You...you are the father and it is up to you to make these decisions, is it not?"
"Okay, well, good, b-because I don't want to sic my Mega Morty on anyone just yet, you know?" Rick looked up at his hulking grandson.
"When did I become your Mega Morty, huh?" asked Morty as the group milled aimlessly about in the street.
"Well, I dunno, most of the Class-C-and-up Genetically Modified Mortys have some kind of identifier chip implanted in them." Rick took a nonchalant swig as Morty shifted his weight from one callused foot to the other. "Stops 'em from getting out of hand, you know? Shocks 'em if they try to go all Spartacus on you, stage some kind of, I dunno, gladiator revolt. It's council law, or something, pretty dumb, but." He shrugged. "What can you do?" He hastily shoved the electronics into a pocket and reached for his flask.
"Okay, but-"
"Look, it's not important. Hey look, it's Silanea!" said Rick, quickly trying to change the subject as Morty anxiously began using his free hand to poke at his neck. "W-w-wait, no..." he quickly put two and two together as he struggled to work his mind through the latest swig whatever cyclopses got drunk off of. "... okay, if you're Silanea, that means that you," he pointed at not-Silanea with one hand, using his free hand to take another quick gulp, "can't be Silanea, so that that you," he pointed to what was presumably Silanea in Sir Tristen's body, "t-that means that you're Silanea..." he took a triumphant shot as his train of thought - burdened under the weight of a heavy load of alcohol - crested a triumphant mountain "...and that means that you're none other than..."
Rick paused. He furrowed his brow for a moment in deep concentration.
"Oh, you know. Um, her. 'Bout yea high, very angry, big on genocides. Don't tell me, don't tell me, I know it..."
Another five seconds of awkward silence passed.
"...Veronica?"
edited 9th Mar '18 7:09:40 PM by Locoman
"I am not going back inside," Arcade responded, emphatically, "having to deal with it yesterday was enough. Having to deal with it a third time is past my limits for brahmin sh- crap." He wasn't supposed to curse around children, right? His family didn't have that problem, but he was pretty sure it was still a bad idea.
"If you want to have that conversation with her, I understand," he added, "as long as it's kept civil, which I trust you can manage." It probably said some pretty terrible things that the toddler was really the only one he could trust to stay reasonable.
Cole seemed to finally understand that it was Arcade's job as the dad to make the final decision. It probably wouldn't last, but he could at least have that small satisfaction. With a nod, he held out his hand for Cole's. "Well then, I guess we're in agreement now. Let's go find the buffet."
I say that aloud too sometimes, just: "man, no life."Cole nodded a little, then reached out to take hold of Arcade's hand. "...though since the library is the thing that doesn't move, I think we should agree that if anything happens to separate us, we should meet back here. Despite what...might be in there...that would be the easiest thing, I think. And it is not a bad idea to prepare for such things in this city."
He didn't seem to have much more to add at the moment, just looking around at all the unfamiliar faces going to and fro as they started on their way.
"Agreed," Arcade said, making sure to keep from actually hurting Cole again, "I hope it doesn't come to that, but at least we have a plan in place. It's probably especially important today since you won't have any idea who you can trust."
As the two walked, trying to force the city to shift, Arcade tried to keep from making any eye contact with anyone, which was rather easy given that he was over seven-feet and had an unconscious case of resting bitch face.
Fortunately, it didn't take long for them to stumble across their destination, and Arcade didn't even hide his excitement upon seeing the dome again. It wasn't as amazing while normal-sized, but still.
I say that aloud too sometimes, just: "man, no life."Cole didn't say anything much on the trip, just watching people, but after they finally reached the buffet, Cole looked up at it, then towards Arcade, just raising an eyebrow slightly at him as he did.
"You really do like food, don't you? ...I'm not sure if this is something I will ever grow used to. I suppose...never really needing something and having it feel utterly foreign and even...I suppose offensive to the senses, like...water pouring into smoke. It is hard to describe."
Still, he didn't pull back, just letting Arcade hurry on to the buffet.
Eve | Library | You Guys Know How The Song Goes
Eve simply looked at Cent!Two, not recognising the body or the way of speaking. Raising an eyebrow, she stared back, arms crossed. "You don't know me," she said calmly, coldly. "I don't recognise you. I don't know you. Do not presume to tell me what to do." Very few people could tell her what to do, and she'd listen to even less of them. Unfortunately for all involved, none of them were even in the City.
Eve looked at Herc and Rean, and just shook her head. "You won't be able to restrain him. It's the library," she pointed out, before seeing Ben go flying and get bubbled. That was basically what she'd expected would happen. When Miss Tairee went back to talking to her, she paid attention, twisting the walking stick back and forth in her hands. She didn't know how to feel, now. So maybe she was sinking down to Rex's level. Right now, at least, she didn't particularly care. Rex had started it. He had belittled her, her friends, and people in danger in the past. And it was clear, from the way he was talking, that he had expected the revelation of her being a clone to have the same kind of effect on her that her hot about his amnesia did. If sinking down to his level was what made it clear to him that she wouldn't take that, than that was the price. "I'm sorry for ignoring the warning," Eve said, "and breaking the rules."
She still wasn't sorry for what she said, and even seeing Rex cry didn't really seem to change that. It wasn't like he had ever reacted to her crying. Still, maybe she had gone too far.
Maybe.
And then there was Ben. Eve facepalmed. "Ben, I asked you not to do this. If you do this, it's not for me. It's because you want to. Don't pretend that this is anything to do with me anymore. Please. I have enough deaths on my conscience already, and if you die doing this for me, you die because of me." She stopped, and shook her head. "May I go upstairs, Miss Tairee?" she asked politely.
Glancing back at Rex, she thought of a couple of books she'd like to borrow, and asked her to keep it secret.
[TOP SECRET]Prison
As Riddler threw the batarang, one of the guard's phaser shots did indeed hit his arm. While his arm was now numb, it was hardly enough to render Riddler unconscious. He keeled over, screamed dramatically, and fell over. However, he fell in such a way that the Bat-Shield lay on top of him so as to not let the guards fire more phaser shots at him to make sure he was out cold. If they wanted to check if he was conscious, they'd have to open the cell door and see for themselves.
The group of four all looked over at Rick with eyes wide in sudden surprise, then blinked a few times and glanced at each other. "Er, Valentina. Yes, uh, of course I'm Valentina" not!Silanea said, trying only half successfully to make herself taller up on her tail and place a hand to her chest. "Um, Silanea, you know these two?" she asked not!Sir Tristen.
"Well, uh... I mean, I'm not sure, since everybody seems to be different" not!Sir Tristen said a bit nervously. "I'm sorry, have we met?" he asked towards Rick and Morty.
The other two persons, for what it mattered, looked like a couple of generic medieval fantasy noblemen, who exchanged a look at each other and what seemed to be some mutual, silent understanding, or at least attempt at such.
Kerrigan!Miss Tairee narrowed her eyes with an annoyed glare at Eve. "No, because you've clearly learned nothing yet. You might be right about Ben, but you're too damned proud" Miss tairee said, as her copy tapped on holographic buttons in preparation. "At least you're trying to be polite, so I'll make this polite too. Don't come back until you've thought about your actions" the secretary concluded, and once done speaking, Eve blurred, and vanished.
At one of the balconies, there was a blur, and Eve appeared. Within a moment, some man called out to her with a greeting of, "hello there!" Walking over with a tall stride was... Abraham Lincoln, with a jet pack on? There was the green thumbs up symbol of the Fanboys on his top hat. "Did you only just arrive?" the Lincoln impersonator asked, his tone friendly and his smile genuine.
"... Looks like he's out cold, let's-" one of the militia members started, but was cut off.
"No way, assume he's faking it until we're certain" some almost sultry sounding woman commented. "Riddler operates with silly tricks, remember?" she reminded the others.
"Nails is right. Someone get some kind of rope or a pole" Wells said with his teenager voice.
"... Make sure it's not a metal pole!" the Feminine voice that was evidently Nails called out as one of the other militia members was moving away down the hall.
edited 9th Mar '18 10:29:45 PM by FirockFinion
You are reading this.Ben winced, looking very unsure, and thinking as he sat in the bubble. He clenched and unclenched his fists, still looking upset at Miss Tairee.
"I... don't know..." he muttered, sounding a bit hurt.
Then Miss Tairee tapped a few commands on her holographic keyboard and Eve vanished in front of his eyes. He gasped and then glared daggers at the librarian.
"What did you do to her?! Where did you put her?" Before he even waited for an answer, he punched fruitlessly at the bubble, shooting jets of water at the walls, causing it to start pooling slightly inside the bubble. He manipulated the water inside, trying to lash out at the inside of the bubble. "Get me out of here, you puppet! Tell me where you put Eve!" he exclaimed loudly.
edited 9th Mar '18 10:36:19 PM by AllHailThrall
I can still hail the Horde even though the company has shamed us. Strength and Honor even if Blizzard has neither.It became obvious to Jack that the moment had passed for his part in the conversation, the topic turning to something more personal and emotional for Lewis and his family. Taking it as his time to leave, the winter spirit quietly lifted into the air and slipped away.
The sun had set, and he knew that it couldn't be long before the day shifted once again. After a short time just enjoying floating on the wind, Jack drifted back to the ground. And not a moment too soon, as the world shuddered to a halt around him.
The moment passed, the sun rising over the city, and immediately the Guardian knew something was off. The first and most obvious thing. Twinetender was missing. Memories of the previous day that had occured twisted his gut, a sickly fear growing. "No... please not like that." He rasped out, before freezing. "Wait. My voice-" Jack reached up to touch his throat, and flinched when he hand found something soft. "What-"
He look down at his now four-fingered hand, each digit covered in dark-blue fur and tipped with a short claw. There were even pads on the palm of his hand. Shocked and disbelieving, his gaze drifted slowly downwards till his body came into sight. "Oh you've got to be kidding me!"
Jack made his way through the city streets, trying his best to get used to moving around with his legs now bending the complete opposite way. He was also stuck trying to navigate the ever-changing streets from the street level. A task that was quickly growing frustrating. "Stupid kangaroo." He grumbled, cursing the friend whose body he was now trapped in. "Can't even fly. This is so boring!"
Grumbling to himself, he kept going; Trying to find his way towards the library.
I'd already started walking to roll the dice again on the shifting taking me somewhere useful, only to stop upon hearing mention of someone familiar appearing.
I looked back to see...Silanea? But it couldn't really be her, given the day. So then it had to be...never mind, Rick already puzzled that one out. With what was probably actually Valentina was...definitely the real Silanea, but with the misfortune of being shoved into the body of the asshole knight of all people.
"So I'm not the only one being flipped off by today..." I thought out loud to myself. "Heh heh."
Cascabel chirped in what sounded like confusion.
I patted it on the back. "You don't remember, from the mind thing? Rick basically looks the same...Well, there were a lot of people, I guess it'd make sense if you forgot some. Don't know what's with the gun guy...I'm going to confuse you two sooner or later. I'm, actually Lewis, by the way."
I fidgeted with one foot. Even still knowing how, having to walk had genuinely become weird. "I was actually looking for somewhere to get breakfast. Who are...?" I pointed at the two noble-looking guys that had come with them.
edited 11th Mar '18 5:13:07 PM by Oceanstuck
i guess you can watch me shitpost i guessTwo Cents, Tears in Library
Suddenly, someone was hugging her. Caboose, judging by the black arms wrapped around her. It felt weird to both give hugs and receive them in this body, Two thought. She doubted it was any difference to the soldier, but...
Eve, predictably, thought little of her pleading. Miss Tairee got rid of her then, presumably by just spiriting her away from the library and barring her entry until she rethought her life choices. Two doubted that would happen - if anything else, she would likely just avoid the library altogether. "...I don't understand..." Centwo's head went down as she muttered under her breath, feeling the tears starting to well up in her eyes. "...we're all in the same situation... we're all prisoners... why... why can't we get along?"
"...why can't we get along?! Why must we fight, why must we insult each other, why must we be enemies?! Aren't we all in the same place, struggling with the same fate?! Why can't we just... why can't we be friends?" After that emotional outburst - which sounded strange and a little disturbing considering Two was currently in Cent's body - she slumped in Caboose's hug, looking dejected as silent tears fell down on the floor. "...why can't we do that?"
Eve | Library To Balcony | Welp (and it's accompanying soundtrack
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Eve blinked, opening her mouth to respond to Miss Tairee, when she was promptly teleported out of the library.
Okay, then.
She looked around. The balconies. Great. Eve took a breath in and out, quietly glad that Miss Tairee hadn't taken away the walking stick. There was a voice from behind her, and she turned to see... some guy in a hat. With a beard. And the Fanboys' symbol on the hat. Eve shook her head. "No," she said shortly, turning and walking away along the balconies.
Now that she wasn't mid-fight/argument/bitch fest, Eve found herself... tired. She wasn't angry anymore, not really. When she had insulted Rex, she had been angry, cold. A culmination of him starting the argument, and her having had enough. It was likely that she had crossed a line, and more than anything else, Arcade and Cole's reaction had made that clear. At the time, she had insulted him, not only to stop that fight, but also to stop him from going there again. At least, she had thought that. But she was stuck in a body that wasn't her own, dealing with... the return, and angry. So, so angry. She had had enough of Rex, and that was just the final straw.
At the time, she didn't want to stop, she wanted to win. She wanted it to stop permanently.
Oh, and Rex insulted her mother. Now that she thought about it, that might've explained for some of the spite involved.
Debating with Miss Tairee came out of the same anger, the same desire to win. After all, the only way to win was to be in the right, right? At least, that was what she had thought. And maybe the librarian was right. Maybe Eve was too proud. She wondered why, idly. Why did she need to be so proud? Be proud of herself?
She didn't know. But she had her pride, and she wasn't going to apologise.
Yet.
Arguing with Ben had come out of an... urgency, an awareness that she needed to stop this before it caused his death. Or worse. But she had failed, in that. And she was barred from the library until further notice. So who knew what might happen in there while she was out here? And it would be her fault.
Anger and desperation.
Eve had neither right now, and it felt like she didn't really have anything else either. Or anywhere to be, anyone to see. Arcade and Cole were probably at the buffet right now, bonding father-and-son style, and she doubted that either of them wanted to see her anyway. After all, she hadn't listened to either of them, and, well, Arcade had food, so it wasn't like he needed her anyway.
Right?
Thomas and Louie never really liked her, and she couldn't really blame them. Her first impression hadn't been great, though she stood by her four plans.
Great success that they were.
They had fought together, and against one another. It wasn't exactly the best basis for a relationship. Part of the reason why she even knew them was because of Ben, and, well, it's hard to have a relationship with someone who was probably going to be horribly murdered, even if he did come back. Besides, he probably thought she was a bully now.
What was a bully, anyway?
She didn't even have her phone anymore. All she had were her glasses and a walking stick. So useful. She couldn't really muster up the energy to do anything but walk parallel to the balconies, because it wasn't like she had anywhere to walk to, but she didn't want to stop either.
Her current relationships: Ben; probably dead, Arcade; probably hated her now, Cole; well, their relationship had consisted of her killing him and various awkward interactions afterwards, and she doubted she was worthy of her 'sister' title anymore, because, really... Lewis; last time she hugged him, he set the bed on fire, so that wasn't really a thing, and she still didn't really understand what happened on Day 19. Everybody else... Caro might've been willing to talk to her, but Eve hadn't heard from her in ages, and she doubted that the magical girl was still around.
She missed her partners. She was ... better, when they were around. Now she was just lost. If this was what it was like to be human, to choose, was it really worth it? She had known, standing there, that it wasn't going to be easy, but she didn't expect this. It felt like, whenever she faced a choice, a dilemma, she always chose the wrong solution. They would help. They always did.
But they weren't here.
Eve wondered, if, somewhere, Torneo was looking at her with pride. Or at himself. After all, she was his creation, no matter who she was cloned from, or who she tried to become. She had just graduated from knives to something so much crueler. She didn't even mean to, most of the time. She just did. Eve supposed that it just spoke wonders of his craftsmanship.
After all, she became exactly what he wanted.
[TOP SECRET]"Well, food is a necessity," Arcade said as he entered the buffet, "but good food is new, and I can't help but enjoy it. Maybe... maybe you're just overthinking it. not something I ever expected to say. Maybe if you focused on the better parts it'd be more pleasant. Focus on the taste, or the feeling of fullness, that might help."
He decided to not even try to understand the simile. Cole seemed to be thinking in a way he wasn't likely to catch up with. Instead, he glanced around the buffet, thinking.
"Well, now to decide what to eat," he said. Being surrounded on all sides by food was amazing, but also overwhelming. As he was considering, an odd, smothered squee caught his attention.
Off to the side was a redheaded man who seemed to be in his late twenties, smiling broadly and staring right back at Arcade. For his part, Arcade simply stared back, confused.
I say that aloud too sometimes, just: "man, no life."Sakura had been intimidated, that much was for sure. Things seemed to keep getting worse and worse as well, with the blonde woman disappearing, a man in armor she thought was looking at her before now hugging someone crying, the person crying asking why they couldn't get along, and the bug alien and the school teacher not stepping down anytime soon. She could do something. Even if it backfired, she could do something, which meant she had a responsibility to do it.
"He's right!" she broke out of her silence in her best friend's voice, walking from where she was in between the alien and school teacher toward the crying man and the armored man. She had never heard Tomoyo's voice distressed or angry before, but she was paying no mind to that. She had already jumped off the plank and was diving toward the deep end.
"I just got here last night, so I don't know what's going on! I don't know who any of you people are, and I don't know if you like each other or not, but that doesn't matter!" she said, voice rising. "All I know is that we're all really far away from home, and none of us asked to be here! All of us want to go home, and we're not getting anywhere by shouting at each other, bullying one another, or making each other cry! The best way for us to get out of here is to work together! Maybe that means we have to work with someone we don't like, but it's what we have to do! Maybe we'll become friends again, maybe we won't, but yelling at each other and fighting each other in a library isn't going to solve ANYTHING! So please, stop before anyone does something to make this worse...!"
Her rant out of her, she once again realized her place - both of being the new kid on the block, and of being in a potentially very dangerous spot, between two people who were ready to go at it. She scurried over to the armored man and the crying man, her first friend on her shoulder and offered a hand to the crying man. She didn't want to throw herself into a hug, that would've been improper and even more forward than her outburst, but she did want to try and console him.
"Um... I'm sorry if I made things worse." she added in a much quieter tone to the two men. She held her breath in anticipation, awaiting whatever else was about to happen.

Well needless to say that really got ugly really fast, Herc haven’t been in the Library and already there had been a fight not the physical kind but even so it might as well have been a physical fight. Luckily the tall guy that was with the Eve lookalike started pushing her out of the Library and Rex was being pushed away by someone else that Herc didn’t recognize at all, Miss Tairee was shouting at Eve for being ignored and threw a ruler at her, it was just chaos and pandemonium. It only got worse with Ben trying to fight Miss Tairee, Herc then rushed over to try and restrain him but unfortunately Hercules would have some trouble doing that thanks to the fact that he didn’t have his strength anymore and because of the fact that he was shorter than the ten year old. So he tried to calm him down as best he could.
“Ben for goodness sakes! Calm yourself! Miss Tairee was not to blame here! That guy, Rex started arguing with this girl over here! You can’t just pick a fight with her!” Herc cried in desperation trying to bring some sense to his friend who was now trying to beat the crap out of her. Turning to the girl who he didn’t recognize as Rean then shouted: “Quickly help me restrain him before he does anything else!”