After a brief encounter with a walking wall, Liman has decided to wander off.
And was lured by the smell of pancakes.
And headed towards where the smell of blyin is wafting from.
Now she is staring at the stacks of extra pancakes from the doorway, and eyeing Naomi and Roy occasionally, weighing her options.
всегда веренSix: Because there's - no, there was too much to worry about. Always another battle, always another planet, always somewhere else I need to go to kill somebody or hold off another alien assault, just to buy humanity time to find a way to stop the battering ram that keeps smashing our gates in.
My worth to man is far more than the sum of my parts. There's no room for hesitation or treipidation... well, was no room. Now... I'm stuck here, marooned with a bunch of strangers trying to find their way in something far greater than I could ever have thought of or been told about.
They're people.
I've never worked with people. Always with Spartans or by myself. Not people.
Naomi: -to Liman- C'mon in, syrup's fine!
-to Roy- ...wait, really?
-immediately reaches out to poke Roy-
edited 24th Aug '16 10:57:53 PM by SpartyMcFly
"Seven is here too, dressed like the concept of choosing clothes that look nice together was an arcane secret far beyond their grasp."Encouraged, she quickly picked up a plate off the cupboard and stacked several pancakes on it, taking the syrup bottle, opening it, sniffing it through the mask, and then pouring a generous amount of it on the pancakes.
She then sat in front of Roy and Naomi, and nodded a small. "Thank you for the food. Ma'am. Sir."
всегда верен-Six thinks for a moment, remembering what Aura's said about her life so far-
Six: Decided it wasn't the life for you?
Naomi: Huuuuuuh.
You should get in a gravwave scanner sometime.
edited 24th Aug '16 11:10:33 PM by SpartyMcFly
"Seven is here too, dressed like the concept of choosing clothes that look nice together was an arcane secret far beyond their grasp."Liman nodded and she put her hands to the sides of the mask, and pressed a clasp. With a small hiss, the mask's strap zipped back and reeled into slots at the side of the mask. The lenses dimmed as the lights flicked off, and she set it to her side on the table.
Without wasting a beat, she started scarfing down the pancakes and stuffing them into her mouth.
всегда веренNow that her mask is off, her facial features is clearly visible— exceedingly pale skin, bright red eyes, and a slightly pointed pair of ears. As she scarfed down the pancakes, which she is eating down like a champ, her cheeks reddens with the effort. Mouth wide open with little fangs that poked through occasionally, eagerly chomping down on the delectable taste of blyin.
Soon enough, she was done and was cleaning her mouth, looking content. Smiles all around, looking at Naomi and Roy with appreciation.
"Thank you—that was excellent blyin. "
всегда веренNaomi: -to Roy- Common enclosure-type scanner. Uses weird stuff involving gravitational waves and a bunch of other different types of imaging to essentially create a live 3D image of... well, about anything you put into it!
-to Liman- My pleasure!
-stands up just to bow-
edited 24th Aug '16 11:21:24 PM by SpartyMcFly
"Seven is here too, dressed like the concept of choosing clothes that look nice together was an arcane secret far beyond their grasp."

Naomi: Eh. What can ya do, right?
"Seven is here too, dressed like the concept of choosing clothes that look nice together was an arcane secret far beyond their grasp."