"Why not?" Lucielle pushed on.
"Because..." Natasha opens the fridge door. "I don't want to. Simple as that."

"Wait, wait, wait, wait. You have a cool superpower and you don't want to use it!? In the world we live it, that could help humanity win, they could be the key to stopping the enemies. We need more people with superhuman ability. They're the next step in the right direction--" lucielle went on.

"Lucielle..." Natasha's voice trailes off as she stared at Lucielle in worry.
"Superhumans can help us fight and guard ourselves. They can will thr war and--"
"You're thinking like them..." Natasha's voice was grave and heavy. Lucielle stops talking and looks at Natasha. "They thought just like that before the war started. 'Use superhumans for /everything/.' My kind took over jobs, the ones who didn't evolve grew jealous and hated the evolved humans-- the ones who had dire powers, could move buildings with just their minds, talk to animals... the superhero trend was so big. The evolves were treated so much better than the ordinary humans, everyone wanted to become cyborgs just to gain this super evolution, but they were just turned down and cast away because they were freaks in society's eyes. The world split in half: the ones that didn't evolve, and the evolved; the old and the new. And here we are, fighting to take over what's left of this ruined world." Natasha picks up a water bottle and closes the fridge door.
"We need to learn how to work together as a species, not exploit each other, and see each other as equals. Until than, I'll remain 'powerless'..." she walks back to the room to Cyan.

*Cyan was napping on the bed, though some part of her heard Natasha's rant about how this all started, she now knew why the bandits killed her father, they were jealous, all this death for jealousy of a burdening power nomatter which power? Every single power type contains a burden, for Cyan it was always killing if she got angry enough to trigger her power, for Natasha it was the unexpected spree of sentience that her telekinesis had whenever Natasha chose to use her power, though sentience would be taken over by control once Natasha learned about her power completely*

Natasha walked into the room. She saw the televsion was still on, but Cyan was asleep. She sights heavily, leaning up against the door after she closed it. She looked up the sky-- what was only a metal ceiling-- and took a moment to collect herself. The war, the loss, the small victories they had accomplished over the years. Was it all worth it, was the bloodshed and the fights that led to disaster worth it? Jealous, rage, and anger, they're all emotions humans experience. It's normal to feel them, but to use them as a power, as a weapon, that's where it all went wrong.
Progandas, the fighting, the enstrangements of families--her family being one of them-- friends, all because she could flick a pencil across a room without even touching it?! Because a flames would burst out of a man's mouth when he sneezes, engulfing anything nearby? As silly as it was, it was a big deal.

Natasha climb into bed next behind Cyan. She wraps her arms around Cyan from behind, and buries her face into Cyans back, holding back every ounce of pain in her heart.

*Cyan woke up but dudn't move, she just wanted to cuddle Natasha and fall back asleep. She simply closed her eyes and did as much*

Natasha's arms remained wrapped around Cyan. She didn't move much either. For a minute, she stayed there and fell asleep into a quiet, peaceful nap.

((Time skip??)

((I actually have a cold/flu so I want to try to get some sleep, but yes, time skip and can we continue tomorrow?))

((*yeah, sure. Get some rest, gn!))

((I'm back but my 3 braincells are horny, ill, and dumb so ig you start?))

((Sure))

Night was already falling, marking the first day of waiting for rescue was coming to an end. Natasha had stayed in the room with Cyan majority of the afternoon. She was now in the bathroom getting changed into her night clothes. She eventually came out the bathroom and laid down on the bed.
"Good night Cyan..." She said impassively, while crawling into bed.

Roger was away snoring the night away as usual. Besides talking to the others every now and than, Natasha checking on him and Lucielle babbling about the music she listened to, he had been asleep most of the day.

Unbeknownst to him-- or anyone really-- Lucielle was outside his room. She was listening to music on her headphones, scrolling through the choices.

*Cyan shifted slightly and smiled while keeping her eyes closed*
"Goodnight Natasha."
*Cyan then wrapped her arms around Natasha and gently cuddled her as she fell back asleep*

"Yeah, good night..." Natasha replied impassively. Something was on her mind at the moment, bothering her as she laid next to Cyan.
She opened her mouth to day something but stopped.

*Cyan stayed silent*
((Because my dumb.@$$ can't think of any actions.))

Natasha gets out of bed, pulling the scrunch off her wrist. She ties her hair into a bun and walks out the door without a word.
Lucielle, who was still sitting down in front of the medbay room, took notice of Natasha walking past the other end of the hallway. She watches as Nat appeared from one corner and disappears behind the other. She gets up a bit and sneaks down the hallway until she finds Natasha pacing back and forth in the living room.

*Cyan noticed Natasha left and sat up. She looked at the open door and saw Natasha pacing in the livingroom. Confused, Cyan walked out of the room and hopped over the couch, sitting down and staying silent until Natasha noticed her. Cyan happened to notice Lucielle and gestured for Lucielle to sit next to her and wait*

Natasha stops pacing back and forth and peers over her shoulder to find Cyan and Lucielle sitting on the couch behind her. She hugs herself and turns around to them, averting eye contact.
'What is it?" She says.

"Penny for your thoughts?"
*Cyan giggled and looked at Natasha with a sweet yet confused smile, Cyan had intended to get answers so Natasha and herself could go to sleep peacefully*

((BTW I finally got around to registering your FC, heres a direct link to mine: #CyanDubstepFC))

"I... My head just hurts," Natasha replied, crossing her arms. She looks at Lucielle and Cyan. The look hostile look in her eyes told them something was wrong, as if that wasn't already as clear as day.

"Why does you heard hur-- OH! Is it because you used your powers earlier? Is that one of the side effects of it?" Lucielle exclaims.
Natasha looks over at Lucielle. "Lucielle, why don't you go to bed?" Her voice was stern. Nat's lips curved downwards as her body grew stiff.
"But I don't wanna..." Lucielle pouted, bringing out the puppy eyes to complete the look of a child's disapproval.
"I wasn't asking." Natasha responded. Lucielle pushes herself off the couch, grumbling as she signs an insult to Natasha. Natasha shoots an insult right back in the unspoken language, something she normally wouldn't do. It took a moment before Natasha called, "Sorry!" To Lucielle after realizing how immature she was just a second ago.

Natasha stood there. She looked weary as she exhales heavily and stares up at the ceiling. It was just Cyan and her now.
"I know you're going to just keep asking me until I tell you, so I'll just say it: I keep having the same intruding thought about something I've done in the past that haunts me to this day. There... Happy?" She raises her arms in defeat while walking over and sitting down next to Cyan.

"Not completely? Spill the tea, perhaps?"
*Cyan crossed her arms and raised her eyebrow, not sure what Natasha meant*

*Cyan quickly took it back, realizing Natasha still experienced several emotions that Cyan forgot how to, but she knew she sounded pushy.*
"I MEAN-... only if you want to"

"I don't like to talk about this... It brings back bad memories all the time, but... I suppose it should be mentioned to at least one person..." Natasha took a shaky breath in before she spoke.
"When I was younger, I met this woman. She referred to herself as "The Lady." She used to run a soup kitchen and was once a teacher prior to the bombing of my town. She offered cover from the elements from mother nature, warmth, comfort and... Love. She offered everything to a child in need, a soulless, starving child. I was desperate, and I said 'yes,' and was taken in.

"Everything was fine at first. There were three other little girls-- Rime being one of them-- and one little boy. We were a happy bunch, but for only a little. As time went on, it seemed that the thing I ran from -- the misery and pain, not having any love or protection from those around me-- had followed me to this household. The Lady and her son grew angry with each other. When she was out scavenging... He'd do horrible... Awful things to us... There was one particular day where something happened and... I lost it, I snapped." Natasha sulked a bit, staring at her hands.
"Somehow, with my weak powers but with enough rage, I managed to throw a knife at him. It went grazed his shoulder, b-but it h-hit her... The Lady h-h-had just come home, and sh-she... I accidentally killed her..." There were no tears in Nat's eyes as she recalled the memory. Her face was pained, but all stone. She tried to explain her fear and regret of the situation, but she couldn't find what she thought were the right words.

"I was upset--- Terrified-- shocked. He screamed at me, calling me a murderer. The other kids grew scared of me, but not as scared as they were of him. Only Rime and I left the house, hand in hand. He pledged vengeance as we ran out, we never looked back. Winter came, and than winter came again. We grew, we lived. That day came again each year... Again, and again, and again... And today marks that day..." Her lips quivered. "So, today's the day I killed the only true and best motherly figure I could have ever asked for... Normally, I'd be laying in bed having nightmares about the event, but not tonight. I'm not disturbed by what's been haunting me for years, I'm upset by what I heard on the radio when I was talking to my sister last time..."

"Natasha, that other little girl... her name was Alex, correct?"
*Cyan's face suddenly became fearful yet serious. If the answer was yes, Cyan was gonna gave to break down something on Natasha*

((Also, because I feel like you might not have seen it, I registered your FC, so heres a direct link to mine: #CyanDubstepFC))

Natasha took Cyan's frightened look with worry, causing her to feel something drop in her stomach.

"There was girl named Alex, everyone called her 'Al'... She was a bit of a recluse... What about her?"

((I added your FC))

"I-... I was that little girl named Alex, my brother tortured us and I ended up killing him... I was 'Al'..."
*Cyan looked Natasha with a nervous smile, not knowing what else to say*

Natasha stared Cyan, dumbfounded for a minute. Without warning, she cups both of her hands on both of Cyan's cheeks, shaking her head. Her head shook from side to side, slowly.
"How can you be related to that monster, how can light be interconnected to darkness?" For a split second, she had found bliss. Someone other than her sister-- who was often away on missions-- could related to her experiences. Someone to talk to, someone she trusted for once.

But that bliss.
It lasted only for a split second.
Natasha pulls away from Cyan in shock. Her slender fingers found their way to her mouth has she covered it with one hand. Her skin crawled when it finally clicked.
"The Lady was related to that boy, and him being related to you means... Did I kill y-y-your mother?" She says.

"No, you killed one of the bandits that took us away from my dad before he was killed, and I'm not related to light either. I'm darker than you think... All I can do is thank you for being here with me and... killing one part of the people who killed my father, even if it was your motherly figure..."
*Cyan smiled a little, and hugged Natasha tightly*

"I... I had no idea that was the case. I had always assumed you were related to her. She was sweet woman, but everyone has their dark side I suppose... Speaking of which..." Natasha smiles at Cyan.
"I wasn't referring to being related to light. I was referring to how you were better than your brother in every way, how you were the light in the dark. He was awful..." Natasha's smile than disappears as her eyes travel to the floor. She wraps her hand around each other.

*Cyan smiled, lifting Natasha's chin with her finger so that Nat was looking at Cyan again*
"You're right in every way. That lady was always mean to me though."

There's a reason why I mentioned all of this Cyan... When I spoke with my sister in the radio, I heard his voice in the background. It was unmistakenly him, his voice is too distinguished not to be noticed."

" I don't know if he knows Rin is Rin, her appearance and personality has transformed greatly over the years. I'm just afraid... what if he comes back, recognizes us, and puts the pieces together. He knows what I did back then, he knows I have these powers and if he tells anyone, the rebels may think I'm an enemy, and catch on to your powers, and we'll all be taken in the jail or worse..."

*Cyan smiled and shook her head*
"I think you forget I have an ability and he doesn't, I'll kill him twice in half the time."

"I know you're trying to comfort me... But killing someone doesn't sound comforting at all..." Natasha admits. She looked a bit flushes as she stood there standing in front of Cyan.
Natasha happens to look over her shoulder to dee a small shadow peeking our from behind the corner.

"How long have you been standing there..." Natasha shours, and out comes Roger. He had a new ice pack in his hans, and the bandage around his head was covered in dry blood.
"Just long enough to hear something about your sister possibility being on the same ship with a horrible guy." Roger replies. "I was getting a new ice pack when I decided fo drop by. Anyways, I'm going now., g'night ladies..." Roger starts off in the other direction

"Wait right there, jack.@$$"
*Cyan turned to Roger and raised her eyebrow, she stared at Roger until he responded.*

"Look, if you're upset that I listened in on your private discussion, I get it. It won't happen again." Roger apologized whole heartedly, assuming that's what Cyan stopped hin for. When he turned around, he half expected a golden deagle to be pointed at him, but there was now. He faces Cyan and Natasha, shoving his hands info his pocket.

*into

"I don't do this often but I guess it's the only appropriate to apologize..."
*A black tendril burst from Cyan's back and shot at Roger, then went around him and gently pulled him towards Cyan, when he reached Cyan she hugged him and the tendril retracted into Cyan's back*
"I'm sorry for nearly killing you because my quirk makes everyone think I'm evil."

((Yes that was an unintentional 'Boko No Hero Acadamia' reference))

"Oh," was all Roger said. He was just as surprised as Natasha was. He slowly hugged Cyan back, as if he didn't know how to hug. He wasn't much of a hugger, a handshake would've just be fine, but he accepted it for just this one occasion.
"Apology accepted. away from it.

((IGNORE THAT POST. I ACCIDENTLY CLICKED FHE FEPLY BUTTON ON MY PHONE))

"Oh," was all Roger said. He was just as surprised as Natasha was. He slowly hugged Cyan back, as if he didn't know how to hug. He wasn't much of a hugger, a handshake would've just be fine, but he accepted it for just this one occasion.
"Apology accepted." He awkwardly pulls away from the hug.

*Cyan smiled and then sat back down on the couch*

((Is that why I don't see you online on the Friends List? I mean because you're on your phone?))

"I'm... I'ma goin' go..." Roger says, pointing towards the hallway in an ungainly manner. When he's about to walk off, he stops. "Oh, right. Natasha, here, catch." He turns around, and tosses something to Natasha.
Nat, being the clumsy girl that she was, tried to catch it only to bang her shin on the coffee table a couple of inches below her. Roger watched in disbelief as she grumbled and picked up the communicator bashfully.
He really thought she'd catch it

"Ok... I haven't been able to crack the code on that communicator. It's from the enemy." Roger explains, walking away backwards ever so slowly.
"From the enemy? How did you get this?" Natasha gaped at the communicator. It's branded logo and the dark red color of its sides were chipping off. The yellow was almost nonexistent too.
"I picked it up off the guard when I went for the officials. Nat, try and crack the language and the find some clues for the password on the saved files. I already override them awhile ago. I just couldn't get to the communication log." Roger explains. "The first word is 'Himmel'." He threw in his German accent on the word. The word meant 'heaven' in his native tongue. With that, Roger had gone off to bed for the night.

'what the hell...?' Natasha mouthed to herself as she pressed touched the device's screen. The holographic sign popped up, floating a in her face. There were fifteen dashes-- fifteen characters she had to decipher. A robotic voice started to talk too, but she was only able to pick up fragments to translate.

((Yeah, I'm mostly on my phone-- but I prefer to rp on my computer. Something accidental-- such as me pressing the "add comment" button before finishing what I wanted to write-- always happens when I use my phone. So, yeah, that's why.))

*Cyan kinda just sat there and waited, it was already almost 1:00 AM so they needed to get some sleep soon*

"I'll wait for the morning to do this..." Natasha yawned. She putting the communicator on the coffee table. I'll figure it out when I wake up to tomorrow morning..." She tiredly smiled at Cyan, walked over, and hugged her.

*Cyan lifted Natasha up and walked into their bedroom, setting her down on the bed and laying next to her. Cyan proceeded to kiss Natasha and tgen cuddle her as they went to sleep*

Once they were in the room, Natasha cuddled next to Cyan. She felt a bit uneasy when she was about to close her eyes, but she shrugged the feeling off and fell asleep shortly after.

((time skip?))

((Sure))

((Ok, I'll start))

"NATASHA!!" A voice boomed, followed by the sound of their door swinging opened. Natasha had been sleeping on the edge of the bed, but after Lucielle had barged in, she was on already on her way to the ground.

Nat let out a small yelp before crashing onto the carpeted floor, followed a series of foul language.
"Lucielle... It's four in the morning..." Nat sat up, putting her hand on her head. "What is it?"

"I had a nightmare..." Lucielle pouts, sitting down next to Natasha on the floor. She was hugging a pillow in her arms.
"A nightmare? Oh boy..." Natasha mutters.

*A gunshot was heard followed by Lucielle hearing a bullet zoom an inch away from her. Cyan was holding the gun though it was really dark, Cyan was panting rapidly and almost gasping for air*
"God damn it, kid! What the f*ck did I tell you, just because you have a nightmare doesn't mean you should barge into our room without knocking! Not to mention your denting the door evey time you kick it open! I COULD'VE KILLED YOU, LUCIELLE!"

*Cyan, being scared and pissed off, threw the gun across the room, hitting the wall and making a loud metal banging soumd*
"You can't just break the door down on a sleeping person with PTSD..."

*Cyan proceeded to look down and grip her hair, also rubbing her eyes and massaging her temples*

"Sorry...." Lucielle apologizes, looking over at Cyan, than to Natasha. Natasha gets up from the floor and picks up Lucielle.
"Why didn'tyou go to your father, Lucielle?" Nat asked, while getting up from thr ground.

"You said to leave him alone for a couple of days so he can rest. I didn't want to bother him anyway...." the girl answered, once again. "Besides, that hallway the med bay is in looks exactly like the one from my dream. There was something at the end of it waiting for me, but I tried to tin and it wouldn't leave me alone. It looked like an Evo or something." Lucielle clutches onto Natasha's arm.

"Luci, no Evo will get you. We're in a sub for goodness sake..." Natasha was on her feet now. Lucielle was still clinging onto her.

*Cyan layed back and turned on the TV*
"If she's gonna ask to stay in here tonight, I'm okay with it as long as you are Nat."

Natasha take a long time to answer. She sighs heavily and agrees. "Yeah, I'm fine with it." She then proceeds to crawl back into the bed, under the covers, followed by Lucielle, taking Natasha's spor on the bed.
Lucielle stayed up staring at the ceiling in worry and confusion. She couldn't get the image of a the object standing in the doorway staring at her. Than, there was the other nightmare she has of a woman. Her memory was hazy on that, but it felt too familiar.
In no time flat, Natasha was out cold. She wasn't used to being up late, let alone startled out of her sleep unless it was an absolute emergency like an immediate threat! She breathed heavily, but slowly, sleeping on her stomach while her hair was pulled back into a messy makeshift bun.

*Cyan turned off the TV and rolled over, looking at her tattooed arm as she slowly fell asleep.*

((I have a feeling you passed out? But I'm starting to get tired so make an action or I am gonna head to bed)) :)

((I'm just going to do a tiny time skip))

Lucielle has manages to fall asleep, but only for so long. It had only be an hour before she woke up once more.
"Nat...?" Lucielle whispered. Nayasha, being the light sleeper she was, woke up to this. At first, she tried to pretend they she was asleep, but Lucielle tapped her a couple of times.
"What do you want Lucielle?" Natasha answers, sounded a bit groggy and whiney. She rolls over to face Lucielle. "I'm scared. Natasha sits up in bed, and runs the sleep fro. Her eyes.
"You'll be fine..." she wearily assured.

((Well, I'm going to call it a day. Gn!))

((GoodNight))
*Cyan woke up but pretended she was asleep, making herself belevably sleep-talking*
"Shh... be ver-.. very quiet... I'm huntin' Nightmares..."
*She then smacked her lips and moved slightly, continuing to pretend-sleep*

((Also might be a good time to repost a fifth RP))

((The new rp is up))