Cafeteria
After a few minutes Shepard had finished her food. She was starved; having not eaten in a fairly long time, and having been put back together after nearly being killed made one hungry. The meal she had eaten was very, very filling; the problem was just that her fuel tank was empty. After a few minutes of judgement she decided she had a moment to talk (or, at least, look around), and she took a few minutes to take stock.
Somebody else had entered. Sheik was playing music - evidently, magic was tied to music where she came from. Nic was carrying a guitar, with the gaudy name of "Big Weed City" that made her very nearly snort. Of course, by this stage she was a master of composure, so naturally, she didn't.
"Seven is here too, dressed like the concept of choosing clothes that look nice together was an arcane secret far beyond their grasp."Fenris seemed to be rather purposely ignoring what the others around him were doing, taking a moment to mumble to one of the robots, watching in curiosity as within only a short period of time, he was presented with a dish of what would have looked like rather plain food...some thick bread topped with oil, a bunch of green grapes, a few olives and a couple slices of a white cheese. He seemed downright bewildered at it, taking the offered food hesitantly, plucking off a grape and tasting it cautiously. Yet another startled expression, and then he was hurriedly scurrying off to a far corner of the room, away from the others, standing with his back against the wall and starting to devour the meal as though concerned it might disappear if he didn't. It was about the first time a facial expression other than irritation could be seen on the elf's face, he seemed absolutely delighted with the fare.
Lun Lun's Icicle Blitz impacting with his Icicle Barrier and Freezer Fields, Samson looked on curiously at how the attack erupted into freezing ice. Left hand to his chin,Samson juts out said hand as the Freezer Fields stop, himself speaking "That's enough!"
Teleporting outside his Icicle Barrier, Samson motions drawing forth a sword as an icicle blade forms in his left hand. Waving it around much like a conductor's baton, his Icicle Barrier and Freezer Fields converge together.
Tilting his head side to side, Samson swings the blade downwards and next to him. Giving a small, polite smile the Homunculus speaks "Rapid freezing on impact, respectable start. Guessing you're not much for stationary attacks? Regardless, here's a trick I think you'll like."
Holding the sword out before himself and sliding back his right foot, Samson shouts "Blizzard Line!" With that he streaks forward, leaving a trail of icy crystals behind him. Tossing his sword into the air and snapping his left fingers together, the ice violently explode into icy mist. Catching his sword with his right hand, Samson speaks once in a friendly tone "So, other than asking me to specific tricks, can you explain about your power some? Still haven't explained absolute zero to me for example."
"The Omniverse is the collection of all possibilities, and all possibilities must eventually come to pass."Living Quarters->Lobby
Pomo-tan was relieved to see that his efforts didn't make things worse than they already were.
"No problemo!" Pomo-tan saluted.
When Abigail pulled out a churro from her inventory, Pomo-tan moved forward to retrieve it, stowing his can of bug spray away. While doing so, he leaned forward a bit to see how much damage had been done, and whether or not he would need to apply disinfectants or bandages. If it was bleeding, he would attempt to apply first aid, only acquiring the churro afterward.
"I don't think I've actually had one of these." In spite of just coming out of Abigail's pouch, the churro looked surprisingly clean. "It's surprisingly warm."
Pomo-tan then took a bite into it. It was surprisingly good.
"Cinnamon-y."
"Well, thanks for that! I'm gonna look around this place to see what else it has to offer. Catch you later!"
Once everything was said and done, Pomo-tan floated into the lobby area, scarfing down his new snack. Now that he had just eaten, a visit to the cafeteria no longer seemed as urgent.
"Now, where should I go next?"
He looked at each of the doors on the first floor once more, with no particular choice standing out from the others.
For some reason, the lobby's second floor balcony, and the high ceiling above it, stood out in particular, as these particular features seemed to have escaped him when he had passed through earlier.
"I wonder if there's anything up there."
Pomo-tan began to rise up higher and higher, not stopping until he had reached the top or had concluded that the ceiling was too high up for him to reach.
edited 9th Mar '16 1:00:29 PM by CathariSarad
Training Room
Fortunately it seemed that her plan had somewhat worked, with the bullets impacting on Sam's barrier and wave. Not that it actually mattered, since the Homunculus then proceed to call their little practice match off and then teleported to right in front of her.
Then he formed a ice sword and did a rather impressive trick by using it and combining his barrier of shards and his Freezer Field. " Wow, that is really exciting!" she said excitedly once he was done with the techniche.
Then when he asked about her powers and absolute zero, she smiled sheepishly and replied, " Sorry, I forgot about it. Anyway, I'm not really into fancy science-y stuff, but I will try to explain it. Absolute zero is the coldest temperature possible. It is said that once you reach it, things just absolutely stop moving! And well, that forbidden finishing move I mentioned? It is called Absolute Zero and involves firing ice at that temperature." it was very possible to note a very proud tone as she said this last part. Then after pondering for a while she said, " About my powers ... The Aquamerald can continuously generate water and then allow me to control and shape it in various ways. If you would like, I can show you some of those so you can get a better feel of what I can do. But anything that you can show that involves shooting stuff would probably work best for me."
Workshop
"Unfortunately, I cannot tell you for sure. Having not met this warrior, I do not know what their physiology is like," Celeste replied, "If it really comes to that, you'll likely have to rely on your natural abilities and hopefully come up with a solution from there."
Lobby
Pomo-tan wouldn't find anything particularly interesting. There did seem to be another set of six doors on the second floor; presumably, these were copies of the first-floor rooms just to make sure they were enough no matter how many employees Celeste's program snagged. There was also what seemed to be an elevator on the back wall, just above the elevators to the portal chamber.
As he climbed higher, he would eventually come across a large window. Presumably, Celeste was able to observe the Lobby directly from there, but from Pomo-tan's perspective it was just a mirror. Try as he might, he wouldn't be able to see through it to Celeste's office. It wouldn't be long after that that he'd finally hit the ceiling. Beyond the lights arranged in a row, there was nothing of interest to see. Presumably, the lights blurred the view of the ceiling from the ground floor, making it seem much higher than it actually was.
Icon by Civvi the Civilian!Nic nodded. "A little. I'm not that good, though. I can only do two." He said. His brow furrowed as Sheik explained how magic worked in her world. Huh.
"Where I come from, it's more like...If people feel strong emotions, it effects the world? But usually to do it you need something to kinda refine them. Like, music, or a painting, or writing." Nic said. He watched as Sheik's harp glowed from her doing just a few notes. He raised his eyebrows, clearly impressed. "Hah, you're way better than me. It takes me like a minute of playing to do anything, and I have to sing, too." He said. Then he turned to Marva.
"What's your favorite song?" Nic asked. "I guess I probably won't know any from your world, but Pomo-tan knew what a Pokemon is, and Sheik and I both have magic where we come from, so maybe. If not, well, I can probably play it if you hum a few bars."
edited 9th Mar '16 6:50:55 PM by HeroicSociopath
They had been roaming the halls for a few minutes, their pace now a normal walk. They looked through every other door that didn't ask for how many occupants, and so far, no dice, though they did now know where the cafeteria was. She knew she could've just asked the Director from that terminal, but she was doing this on purpose. She gave a quick glance at Cecil, his hand still in hers as he too was searched for their destination. She smiled and went back to looking. She wanted Cecil to relax. She was glad he cared so much, but worrying never did anyone good...much.
They didn't say much to each other as they walked either, but she didn't mind. She liked the silence, and just holding his hand. Since they're going to go on an interdimensional adventure, she figured peaceful times like these were going to slowly diminish, just like during the war. So she'll enjoy each moment while it lasts.
Then she heard the distinct sounds of something she knew all too well. It seemed Cecil heard it too as he wasn't startled when she pulled him a little harder as she jogged to the source. Her guess was right as when they went through this door, she saw two familiar figures several feet away from each other. The Princess and the Homunculus.
She said with a wide smile, "Seems like someone beat me to the training area."
She let go of Cecil's hand but she knew he would follow her as she walked in, making sure to stay several feet away from them so they could get back to their sparring if they wished. She whistled as she saw some of the remmants of their attacks fade away...or something.
"Ice, huh? Trying to cool down?" she commented with a silly grin.
Her smile got a little more smug when she heard Cecil sigh again. Still got it.
"You said you had a dream... That dream... Make it come true! ... If anyone can, it's you!" - N (shortened) Oh, and I'm a girl.
Smiling proudly when Lun Lun called in excitement, and excitedly grinning himself as she explained Absolute Zero, Samson brings his left hand to his chin to denote thought. Though, before he could do more himself, seeing Cecil & Zeta approach.
Making a very obvious yet faked cringe, Samson raises an eyebrow at Zeta and speaks amused himself "Ice surprisingly isn't a cruel mistress, yet she is a chillily subdued one. Almost as if she's petrified even, not wanting to break her rooting."
Coughing twice to express some doubt in his joke, Samson holds his icicle sword behind himself, arms draped over the blade. Shooting Cecil a curious glance, Samson speaks with a touch of seriousness "Stick around and watch a bit you two, surely I can be of some help. In fact, I'm about to show Princess Lun Lun some of my rangier techniques."
With that said, Samson slips his arm free of his sword, bring his hands close yet with a spherical distance between them. Cloud of frost swirling between them, Samson shouts passionately "Contained Winter!" Jutting out his hands and pointing at the ground, a beam of frost fires, building up a chunk of ice until finally stopping.
Breaking the small pillar and his sphere of ice from his Barrier & Fields, they morph into similar swords as the one floating around him. The swords coming together as a swarm, the Homunculus exclaims "Sword Swarm!" Fully extending his right arm and having his left tucked in, the swarm of icy blades go flying to the side.
Yet, instead of abruptly stopping, they curve upwards and begin fusing together into a boulder. Spreading his arms wide, a hint of sadistic rings in his excited declaration "First Ultimate Technique, proof of heaven, proof of divinity! Glacies Glory!" With that he pulls down his arms dramatically, and thus the boulder of ice dropping to the ground.
Stopping just short of violently impacting, the boulder splits up into five different featureless humanoid targets. Set a reasonable distance apart, Samson turns on his heel to Lun Lun, giving a sweeping bow before calling out "With that out of the way, do show me your other techniques. Probably be easiest frostifying those and getting the Explosive Trigger down before mastering new techniques."
"The Omniverse is the collection of all possibilities, and all possibilities must eventually come to pass."Central Agency Lobby
"Huh," Pomo-tan said to himself, "that's an awfully large mirror."
Pomo-tan continued surveying the lobby. If he could get some hands on some tissue paper, which he wasn't sure he had collected or not, the lights could come in handy later, possibly for sharing some spooky scary ghost stories.
A few seconds later, he finally hit the ceiling.
"Oof!"
Pomo-tan scurried down a little, just dropping a few inches away.
"This seems like a pretty good vantage point."
Still, he couldn't help but be perplexed by the fact there was a giant mirror this high up, especially since it didn't seem to serve much of an aesthetic purpose. Even though it was probably used so the CIA could monitor everyone's activities, it was possible it was hiding something else.
"It looks like we've got a mystery on our hands."
Pomo-tan then glided over to the wall where the giant mirror was, drifting over to the corner of the room right of it, preferably away from the mirror itself. Once there, Pomo-tan pulled out a roll of duct tape and scissors, and then cut five pieces, one longer than the rest. With the short pieces, he formed a square a few inches away from the ceiling on the wall shared with the mirror. With the long piece, He planted it on the wall right adjacent to it, though he placed it a bit further out.
Once finished with this, Pomo-tan put away the duct tape and scissors, pulled out a Gnome armed with laughing gas, and the Grounded it right in the middle of the square formed by the duct tape, aligning it so that it faced down towards the main lobby and away from the corner. Although Pomo-tan hadn't done this procedure very often in the past, he was fairly confident in where he had placed the tape, which roughly boxed the gnome's dimensions.
"There, this will definitely come in handy later."
Provided he wasn't interrupted by anything or anyone, Pomo-tan would then float to the other corner shared with the mirror, floating as far above it as he could or, if that was not possible, navigating below it. Pomo-tan would then perform the same procedure that he did with the other lawn gnome, arming it with laughing gas and pointing it towards the floor down below.
Now I'll be able to see if anything tries to come out at night.
On the other hand, Pomo-tan's cover was nowhere near complete. Assuming that no one would interrupt him, and assuming there was enough room between the mirror and the ceiling, Pomo-tan would then straddle along the edge, place his duct tape markers, and then place another laughing gas lawn gnome, this time mounted on the ceiling and facing away from the wall. He would then descend along the wall and then rest himself on the balcony below, by which time his gnomes would all have likely turned invisible.
There was still more work to be done, and he would still need more tools to help determine the secrets behind the giant mirror, but for now his mission was complete.
Now to do some more scouting!
edited 9th Mar '16 7:39:37 PM by CathariSarad
Lobby
"And just what are you doing?" Celeste's voice suddenly asked of Pomo-tan just as he was wrapping up his business. Given that her tone was its usual emotionless self, it was impossible to tell just what her thoughts were. She could have been angry, but it was just as likely that she was simply curious or perhaps even amused.
Icon by Civvi the Civilian!Central Agency Lobby -> Cafeteria
"I'm just doing some forward reconnaissance, Miss Celeste."
Pomo-tan then wandered over to the second elevator, eyeing it up and down, but then ultimately decided against seeing where it led to.
Maybe I should just wait until after the mission.
Pomo-tan wandered around the balcony, and then circled around the first floor, trying to decide which part to explore next.
Well, since I was planning on going to the mess hall, I might as well try to find it.
After some trial and error, Pomo-tan eventually found his way into the cafeteria, using the aid of some of the maps around the facility. There, he saw the cleaning lady, the superhero guy, that sword guy with big ears who complained a lot, the ninja-lady he vaguely remembered seeing in Super Smash Brothers, that space marine lady who was injured before, and Nic.
"Hey guys, what's happening in here?"
Cecil just stared with his mouth slightly agape. But he wasn't staring at Samson when he shouted his attacks, or when he created that ice cluster above him, or when he turned it into a boulder, or even when he turned that into five vaguely humanoid ice constructs. No, he was staring...because of his joke.
He knew Zeta did the same too as she was being unusually quiet, but he knew it was for a different reason...
...because as soon as Samson finished with his little show and saying something to Lun Lun, she laughed a hearty laugh. Cecil just facepalmed.
"Great, we have someone else making horrible jokes," he said.
Zeta stopped her laughing for a quick moment to say, "Horrible? Those were pretty good!" before she resumed.
He rolled his eyes. "Only you would think that."
Her laughing slowly died down, then he felt her hand on his shoulder. She still had her silly grin on her face. He knew what was coming.
"At least he isn't giving us the cold shoulder."
He groaned. He knew it. Another horrible pun, and that one wasn't even original. Zeta just laughed at his reaction and gave him a few pats to the shoulder. She took a deep breath to calm herself before looking to Samson. From the look in her eyes, he knew she was impressed...and very tempted to ask an actual duel from him right now, not just a simple sparring match.
"That was pretty awesome. Maybe you could teach Cecil a thing or two," she instead said.
Wait...what? Cecil quickly said, somewhat panicked and exasperated at the same time, "I don't think how he does that is the same way I do my magic." And then he mumbled, but the others could hear if they tried, "And I'm a healer, dang it. I'd prefer to not be the one causing injuries, thank you very much..."
edited 9th Mar '16 10:44:52 PM by ShoutmonZ
"You said you had a dream... That dream... Make it come true! ... If anyone can, it's you!" - N (shortened) Oh, and I'm a girl.
Pointing with mock indignation, Samson feigns offense "Hey, it required thought, don't make me explain!" Shifting his eyes and bringing a hand to his mouth, Samson calls out conspiratorially to Zeta "Don't let the kids get his sense of humor."
Straightening himself up as if to be professional, Samson strokes his hairless chin before speaking fondly casual "Contained Winter I just made up on the spot by repurposing my Blizzard Line technique. Sword Swarm I've been using about a year? Hard to tell time without measurements. Glacies Glory though..."
Slight, small, hint of sadism crossing his face, Samson speaks just a bit more darkly as his arms dangle by his side "I worked on that for weeks, to get it just right. Sure I could of thrown any ole chunk of ice, but the monster I was tracking down... Oh, it deserved something a little special, ya know?"
Bringing a closed fist to his lips and coughing, Samson gives Cecil a look over. Forming an arm-like structure out of ice, it bends and flexes as Samson calls out cheerfully "I'm teaching Lun Lun offensive techniques, so Sir Cecil... Could I interest you in defense or support? We're a team, so we might as well teach each other what we can."
"The Omniverse is the collection of all possibilities, and all possibilities must eventually come to pass."Zeta choked on her laugh as Cecil "coughed" at Samson's statemate with a slight tint of red on his cheeks. He was a prince and, even though he wasn't supposed to ascend the throne, it was a silent expectation for him to have kids....which embarrasses him to no end from the mere thought...because Zeta didn't exactly mind the thought of having one or two with him. That was the main thing that would make the usually level headed prince lose his composure.
"Heh, I hope not," she said back at him.
She could tell Cecil was desperately trying to get certain thoughts out of his head and that he was glad that Samson then went on to explain the moves he did moments ago to do just that, his blush fading as Samson went on. She noticed Samson sounded a little...unhinged when he talked about those constructs...or was it the attack before them? Either way, she didn't really think much of it. She used to sound like that a lot more often and Cecil knew what she was like before they fell in love. His tone was merely a drop compared to how she was. It did bring back some good memories of blowing up an entire contingent of mecha suits in two minutes flat.
When Samson asked Cecil if he'd like to know anything defensive or supportive, he looked to her with a stern expression. She was confused, what was with that face? A moment passed before he sighed and looked back at Samson with the face.
"Very well," he said. "I think it'd be best to show me whatever you suggest for support as I've been learning to create barriers for years."
A moment passed...then he added, "Do you want me to demonstrate?"
Ah, that's why. He never really liked showing off, even when it was for training.
edited 10th Mar '16 3:01:57 AM by ShoutmonZ
"You said you had a dream... That dream... Make it come true! ... If anyone can, it's you!" - N (shortened) Oh, and I'm a girl.Cafeteria
Sheik shrugged her shoulders lightly at Nic's compliment. "I've simply had many years to practise. All accomplishments come with patience and time."
She was interested to hear of how magic worked in Nic's world. As a natural force, it would make sense that it could sprout forth from strong emotion. Speaking of which... Fenris' movement had caught her eye, and she was surprised to find him looking ecstatic for the first time since arriving here. And over something so simple, too. The cloth around her face hid her amused smile.
At that moment the door opened again and a floating rodent came through. Which might've been odd, under other circumstances. "Greetings..." Sheik skimmed through her memory for the creature's identity, but eventually came up blank. "My apologies, I don't believe I caught your name."
they/them || "Forgive me, regent of queer amphibians" - Lt.BGob
Squinting his eyes as if he could see better that way, Samson conjures up a thin wall of ice before "Please do, got to know what I'm working with." Looking towards Zeta as he waits, Samson calls out casually "So what did you two name your children anyways? Simon, Sandra, Siegfried, Samantha? I'm betting they all have S-names."
Stopping for a moment and rubbing some ice between his fingers, Samson speaks up once more "Do you two have kids? I'll be honest, I've kind of been assuming everyone older than twenty-ish has at least one kid. Ruinous wreck of a world I come from, where only the strong and rich get to enjoy Artifact-based civilization. I'm childless though, given nobody cares about Homunculi."
Rubbing at his ring without acknowledging, an immobile Freezer Field springs up not far from the ice wall "That's Freezer Wall, I primarily use that to mess up incoming attacks and ward off others. There's also Icicle Aegis-" Thicker wall of ice springing up, he continues "-though that requires exerting effort to make sure nothing breaks through."
"The Omniverse is the collection of all possibilities, and all possibilities must eventually come to pass."Cafeteria
"Hm. I'm not really that into music.. I don't have a particular favorite song.. I usually just listen to what comes on the radio. I guess if I had to choose, i liked this one from a game I once played.. "
Marva begins humming this
After a few bars, she stops and asks; "Wait, did you say pokemon?"
we will survive.Training Room
Before she or Sam could do anything further, the prince guy and his wife from earlier came into the room. Horrible jokes were jokes were made, and then Sam proceeded to show more of his impressive ice techniques, ending with the creation of 5 human-like ice targets.
She watched and listened with interest as they bantered and as Sam offered to teach them defensive techniques, which he did by creating some huge barriers of ice. Wow, the guy was really amazing!
When she finished decided to chime in, she couldn't resist to add an intentional horrible pun of her own, " Um ... Hi there guys. Sorry to leave you out in the cold like that." she said with a sheepish smile. She then turned back to Sam in order to get back his attention, " Anyway, I'm going to show some of my water techniques, because Icicle Blitz is the only regular ice attack that I have. So here I go!"
While aiming in the general direction of the targets she shouted, " Call! Squall Blitz!", once again changing her gun's attack pattern, before repeatdly firing water bullets at the gaps between the ice constructs as well as directly at the them. Before any of the bullets reach their targets however, they simply shattered and spread smaller fragments all round the targets. The projectiles may have been made out of water and fired against ice, but they were many and moving at fast speeds, not counting the shockwaves from the original bullets bursting, so it was likely that the ice targets would get knocked back at least a few meters.
Then as Lun Lun proceed to move slightly closer to the targets, water began to continuously pour out of her weapon's muzzle. Then it seemed to start to somewhat solidify and form a gelatinous tube. Eventually, the water construct reach a lenght as long as three times Lun Lun was tall. She flickered her wrist, causing a crack that signified that the whip had just broken the barrier of sound. Then pulled her wrist back a bit before flickering it forward with all of her strenght, before flickering it sideways, making the whip quickly lunged for one of the targets, wrapping itself around the it. Then with another strong flick of her wrist, Lun Lun sent the ice spinning towards the one to its immediate right, causing them to crash and knock them both out, probably then also shattering them.
Then while pointing at another target, she declared, " Fury of the seven seas! Sea Divide!", while forming a large water shell in front of her. She pulled the trigger and when the shell hit its mark, it was clear that such a shot was more akin to a cannon rather than a simple bullet. It was likely that this knock the ice target back quite a bit, possibly topping it over and shattering it.
" Call! Sea Cannon! Reload!" This form another shell of water, which Lun Lun shot at next to the floor where the ice construct that sat that the far left. The water split at various points on the floor around, before starting to expand and converge around the target, eventually forming a veritable cobweb made out of water, wrapping and tangling itself all around it. Then suddenly, the net started to pull itself like the string of bow. Without a warning, it released itself and the ice target, which would fly throw the air before falling precisely down on what be the only other intact target, the one to the far right, most likely shattering them both.
Lun Lun then spinned around and bowed dramatically before Sam, with pride being evident on both her smile and her tone of voice as she said, " That last one is called Black Widow. So, what do you think?"
Cafeteria
"Pomo-tan," responded Pomo-tan.
Pomo-tan wandered over to the kitchen area of the hall, but instead of finding old cafeteria ladies with hair nets, he instead found robots. The cleaning lady seemed to be humming some tune, but it did not sound at all familiar to him.
"Errr... what do you guys have here?" Pomo-tan asked the robots while pulling out a small notepad.
During this, Pomo-tan turned back to the rest of the group and said, "Oh, right I forgot to ask for your guys' names."
Strangely enough, even though he had met with Nic before, he still hadn't gotten his name, nor that of the cleaning lady.
"Did you guys get your rooms yet?"
edited 10th Mar '16 11:00:02 AM by CathariSarad
Cafeteria
It was surprising to see a floating hamster enter the room. Shepard, however, was a creature of more poise than most, so she naturally stayed calm. This would probably have been the strangest form of alien she'd dealt with, but not necessarily the worst.
"Amanda Shepard. Haven't got my room yet, and from the looks of it the robots can whip up whatever you want."
"Seven is here too, dressed like the concept of choosing clothes that look nice together was an arcane secret far beyond their grasp.""Typically, when one sees small floating animals, the correct response is to cut off the head so you can get straight to destroying the demon inside," Fenris muttered from his corner, though he didn't sound quite as hostile as normal, still working on the bunch of grapes he'd apparently saved for last from his meal.
"Oh, okay."
Pomo-tan turned back to the kitchen area and called out, "I'll have a corn dog an orange juice, please."
As soon as the robots had produced these two items, Pomo-tan took them and then proceeded to sit down with the others, taking occasional bites. He probably could have asked for something more fancy, but he was fine with this for now, especially after having eaten the churro just a few minutes ago.
He thought he heard the man with big ears say something, but then again it might have been just his own imagination.
edited 10th Mar '16 11:22:15 AM by CathariSarad
"Normally, small floating animals don't talk," Shepard shot back. "And from what it sounds like, normally when you see them they try to kill you, which Pomo-tan hasn't done." She was starting to seriously consider going up and getting something else from the robots.
"Seven is here too, dressed like the concept of choosing clothes that look nice together was an arcane secret far beyond their grasp."

Abigail was still running in circles when Pomo-tan sprayed the rogue lobster with something that smelled like bugspray, making the critter flinch momentarily and letting go off the Prinny, before scurrying away into a nearby ventilation shaft. Still shaky due to the unexpected attack, but relieved for it being over, Abigail spoke again...
-“Thanks a lot, Pomo-tan dood. I didn't even know I kept one of those there... Then again, I have extracted a lot of things out of this pouch I never put there on the first place, dood.”
Then, she put her flippers on her “hips”, showing pride for her comrade heroic intervention, before announcing:
-“A heroic action, deserves a reward dood! Let me get that chocolate almond bar....”
...As it rummaged through her pouch once again, clearly oblivious to the possibility of something like that (or worse) happening again. This time she pulled out... A churro!
-“Argh! Wrong item again, dood... At least this one isn't alive.”, she stood there, looking at the snack for an uncomfortable moment, before offering it to her comrade, “Do you like churros, Pomo-tan dood?”
Celeste's answer turned out to be strangely bewildering to Emma. She would expect that someone capable of seeing all these Universes would also be able to travel through them, but it seemed like she either didn't have that power, OR she was bound to this place by some reason. Nonetheless, while interesting, that wasn't relevant to her current circumstances. She would investigate that once they were done with their mission in Popstar.
-“One last question, Ms. Celeste: Is there a way to reliably neutralize this warrior, dood? I'm talking about non-lethal methods, of course. I'd prefer to recruit them for out cause if possible, but I'd like to have a contingency plan in case things don't turn out well, dood.”
edited 9th Mar '16 12:49:02 PM by VPhantom
"It's better to burn out... THAN TO FADE AWAY!"