If the scenario was slightly different-- Lucielle not being fearful of a dream and Natasha not being grumpy-- they would've have laughed. But, this was not what happened. Lucielle and Natasha look behind them at Cyan.
"Did she just make an Elmer Fudd reference in her sleep?" Natasha comments, raising an eye brow slowly as a yawn started to bring itself upon her.

"Wh-Who's Elmer Fudd?" Lucielle squeaks, her voice cracking a bit. Natasha shakes her head.

"Looney Tunes?" Natasha tried.
Lucielle returned an eyebrow raise.
"Nevermind him. Just go back to sleep..." Natasha says, resting her head on her pillow.
"But I can't. If I go back to sleep, it'll just come back." Lucielle cried.

Natasha frowns a bit. She muttered something before continuing to try and persuade Lucielle there was nothing to be afraid of.

In the medbay, Roger couldn't go to sleep just like his daughter, but for different reasons. He kept thinking about the beach, and Lucielle's laughter, Lina's giggles, and *her*. White sandals in hand, dirty blonde hair flowing in the wind, and watching the girls with cold, focused eyes. He was back there again. He was with her.
Roger groans and turns on his side, but when he did, she was there sitting on the edge of the bed.
She looked over at him and she was smile, still as beautiful as he had last seen her before she fled.

He turned away in disgust and turned to the other side. Instead of her sitting there, it was his commander. He gaped at his fallen leader.
His commander looked over at him and stared with unforgiving eyes, still as dead as he had last saw him before Roger shot him in the chest.
Roger sits up, taking in a gasp of air as he felt beads of sweat form on his forehead. He got up from the bed and went to the bathroom to check his bandage

*Cyan's tattoo sleeve suddenly started glowing bright red out of nowhere, Cyan sat up and looked at her arm in confusion*
"What the fnck?"

((Yes, that was an Elmer Fudd reference!))
XD

"Cyan...?" Natasha asks, turning around. she had no idea that Cyan had been awake.

Lucille's eyes widened when she saw Cyan's tattoo gliding. "THAT'S IT!" She screamed. "I saw that on the arm of the man in my dream, he had the s-same marking!" Lucielle was pointing at Cyana and than his behind Nat.

"Luci, this is my Yin/Yang Tribal Ninja marking... Evo's don't have this marking tattoo..."

*Cyan got up and walked into the bathroom, closing the door behind her*

"He wa an Evo, he said it himself!" Lucielle cries once more, jolting back when Cyan walked past her and Natasha to go to the bathroom. "Lucielle, you must not let a dream make you assume things about others." Natasha says, standing up now.
"But..." Lucille starts.

((Sorry if there's any spelling errors. Just had my eyes dilated-- at the eye doctor)

((It's fine, I have no actions so you can continue if you want))

((Ok))

Lucielle has already starting bawl, and Natasha wanted to do nothing more than yell and pull her hair out. She has always hated the sound of children crying. It was always loud, obnoxiously loud, and distressing. She couldn't explain why. It alwaya sent her into a frenzy on the inside, but she kept still and calm on the outside. All for Lucielle.

"Lucielle, Cyan is not related to some man you dreamed of..." Natasha spoke, struggling to keep her voice steady and soft.
"But it felt soooo real. And even if he wasn't an evo, she still has the mark of the man!" Lucielle hugs onto Natasha, leaving Nat to pat her on the back.

((Btw, since you can't see me online since I'm using my phone or computer, I'm going to leave a status in the current rp's description so you know when I am online.
I'll put online for online, standby meaning: I'll be online, just doing something, and offline for offline. This is so if we're both online, we can just continue the rp faster)

((Okay))

*Cyan kicked the door open for the bathroom, her right red eye glowing as she stared Lucielle down.*
"Luci, you're stressing Natasha out, either go back to your room or lay down and go to sleep, before I show you what fear really is... You know better than to make me mad and when my eye starts glowing I'm royally pissed off. Go to sleep before I throw you through the door..."
*With that said Cyan shut off the bathroom light and went to lay down on her side of the bed, throwing her shirt off because it was kinda hot in the room, she then pulled up the covers and went to sleep. Cyan's tattoo sleeve stopped glowing.*

"Cyan, there's no need to threaten her... she's scared..."Natasha sighs, getting up off the floor. "Lucielle, wh-why don't we talk about your dream over a cup of tea for a bit? Will that you make feel better?"
Lucielle nods her heads getting up. "I'll be back soon Cy..." Natasha tells Cyan, before walking our thr room with Lucielle to the living room

"Wasn't a threat..."
*Cyan said under her breath.*
"Okay. Love you, babe..."
*Cyan closed her eyes once again.*

"Love you too dear," Natasha than walks out of the room.
Once the girls settled down in the living room with the fire heat the kettle, Lucielle was talking about her dream. The two states there for quite some time.
After the talk session, Natasha had picked up Lucielle and tucked her into her bed. As she did so, she couldn't help but notice the water outside get slightly brighter. Jt was nearly dawn. She sighed with irritation. She made her way back to Cyan and her room and crawled into bed. She didn't bother to get under the sheets. As soon as her head touched the pillow, she was out cold.

*Later, at nearly 10:00 AM, Cyan woke up. She sat up and looked at Natasha, thinking how cute she was, then Cyan turned on the TV at low volume.*

Natasha was still asleep around ten in the morning. She was breathing heavily a bit, twitching and muttering in her sleep at times. Cyan's Golden deagle were floating the air, allow with a nearby watch, some coins, and a pillow.
In the distance, a couple of pots and pans can be heard slightly banging and the sizzling of food being prepared could be heard. It was safe to say, Roger was up for the day, unless Lucielle was messing around in the kitchen.

*Cyan took her golden deagles and put them in her nightstand, closing the drawer and continuing to watch TV*

Natasha starts to mutter something, followed by kicking in her sleep. She was frowned as she jerked to the side a bit. She kept muttering incoherent words.

*Cyan gently nudged Natasha, waking her up without a single word*

Natasha shoots up from the bed, confused at first. She seemed like she was in a daze before she returned to her sense. A couple of items around the room were floating. She settled them down onto the floor, rubbing her temples as she felt yet another headache coming upon her.

((K))

Natasha flushes red while remembering the dream she had. "Gosh, my head is killing me-- Good morning Cyan..." She wearily greeted, tiredly smiling at her. Natasha winces a bit at the pain in her head.

*Cyan was sitting shirtless under the covers, simply looking at the TV, she quickly hit one of Natasha's pressure points, not hurting her at all but completely getting rid of her headache.*

"Your welcome!"
*Cyan said cheerfully. Suddenly Natasha took notice of how many body tattoos Cyan had, including an ascending angel/demon with half of a whole angel on the left side of her back and the other half being the demon on the right side of her back, she had snakes, blades, a purple 'fleur de lis' and a flower bush on her lower stomach.*

Rose-Vine*))

Before Natasha could realize what Cyan had just done, her headache disappeared and than quickly came back harder with twice the pain. Her head was thorbbinf as she held it.
"Cy-Cyan, hitting p-pressure points doesn't always work... but th-thanks..." Natasha announces, going under the covers to shield her eyes from the light.

"By the way, wh-why do you have all of those tattoos? You know that's against protocol, right?" Natasha voice sounded muffled under the blanket and sheet. She pulled then further over her head and ckoses her eyes.

*The Rose Vine tattoo also curled down her right leg*

"I don't think anyone ever cared to force the tattoo protocol on me. I don't really know but it's fine, we have my own rules on my sub!"
*She laughed before putting her hand on Natasha's head, then her left blue eye began to glow as the pain from Natasha's headache faded completely*

As the pain subdued, but the effects remained. Natasha could still feel her hands shaking. her mind was clear, but her body was still reacting as if her pain was still there. Her eyes remained sensitive to the light too.
Bummer.

"Thank you..." Natasha yawned. Her voice as low almost to a whisper. She looked exhausted from staying up for most of the night, trying to persaud Lucielle rhat the man want real and she has nothing to fear.

*Cyan smiled and kissed Natasha, then looked back to the TV*

Natasha's cheeks grew hotter as they turned bright red. She smiles warmly at Cyan, and then feel fight back asleep. It wa clear she would be out for most of the day.

*Cyan got up and grabbed her training clothes, walking into the bathroom and changing, coming out in a grey sports/trainer bra and grey gymnastic trainer short-shorts. Cyan left the bedroom locking the room from the inside behind her so Natasha could rest peacfully, then she gave a nod-greeting to Roger and walked into the biggest room; the Gymnasium, with a towel over her shoulder*

*This was also the first time Roger noticed how many tattoos Cyan had on her body*

((Did you pass out?))

Unlike Natasha, Roger wasn't a rule follower. He knew the amount of tattoos Cyan had was against protocol, but he didn't sa y anything. After his time in the military-- before this hell happened-- he knew how limited individualism was, so he let her go on about her day.
When Roger couldn't find a whisk in the various draws of the kitchen, he decided to make do with a fork he had found in the utensils draw. He beat the eggs in the bowl, and then poured them our into a pan. He than flipped the bacon in the other pan over, dividing his attention between the two.

*Cyan was doing deadlifts, MULTIPULL deadlifts, each time she tried her veins and mucles buldged with all the strength she had, then she began push-ups*

"Dad!" Roger heard. He looked over to see Lucielle running at him. He broke out into a smile and bent down to Lucielle's level with his arms spread ourm. The two met with hugs and giggles.
"Aw, good morning /mein schatz/!" Roger grins. He ruffles Lucielle's locks. "Did you sleep well?" He asked.

Lucielle took a moment before answering. "Ja!" She perked up, hugging her father once more. "Nat helped me fall asleep after I had a nightmare."

"You had a nightmare? Why didn't you tell me?"
"Nat didn't met me. She said you needed to rest because of your head. She left me stay with her and Cyan for a little in the night."
"Oh..." Roged replies. "And where is Natasha now?" He continued.
"I think she's in Cyan and her room sleeping still." Lucielle answers.
"Natasha's still sleeping at ten in the morning? That's not like Nat at all. She's usually up at sunrise."

"She went to bed at sunrise dad."
"Well, that explains. Let her get some rest then. I'll make her a plate and set it to the side when she's ready to eat." Roger playfully shooed Lucielle to go play.

((I'm going to bed!, good night!))

((Goodnight, I can't think of any actions so you'll probably beat me to the next action XD))

Lucielle ran off to her room to listen to more music. Roger watched her skip away happily, and as she did so, he could oddly feel his happiness leaving with her. An empty feeling he couldn't describe started to creep up his spine. He rests his hand on his head, feeling a burning sensation. He'd have to change he bandage soon... ans maybe rest a bit more, despite his stubbornness to stay on bed rest.

The sizzling of the pan grew, returning Roger to reality. He turns around and flipped the eggs. They would've burned if he had done so, and the bacon was done already. He placed them on a plate nearby, and continued to make breakfast.

Lucielle grabs fbe headphones off the night stand next to her bes whwre she had last left them. When she stepped out the room, she saw the same hallway from her dream. There as no man this time, but something was still unsettling about the sight. She clutches the pair of headphones to her chest and made her way to the gym.
"Hi Cyan!" Lucielle called when she entered the gymnasium. She waves, putting on her headphones as she sits near the entrance, watching Cyan.

*Cyan was doing one fist push-ups, she happily waved at Lucielle before continuing on to Backflip Burpees*

"So, Natasha put you back in your own bed, right? How'd you sleep after that?"
*Cyan moved onto running around the slightly small track in the Gymnasium*

"I felt a little better..." Lucielle replies, removing her headphones so she could hear Cyan better. "The whole thing just creeps me out though..."

"Yeah, I assure you though. I'm not an Evo, heheh it's just a special tattoo I have."

"That glows up and makes you grumpy...? That's not normal...." Lucielle pointed out. "That's weird..."

Roger as nearly done making breakfast when he heard someone enter the kitchen. He looked over his shoulder to see Natasha standing there. She was holding a mug in her hand, wearing a robe, and mid-way into yawning when Roger greeted her.
"Morning Natasha..." He smiled a bit. Natasha took a couple of second to acknowledge him, waved, and ambled her way to the table.
"Where's Lucielle and Cyan?" She asks, taking a seat.

"I think Lucielle went to Cyan. Or she may be in her room. I know Cyan's in the gym. She came in with her gear and outfit."

"Okay..." Nat slides the mug to the side of the table. She jerks back when her head nearly hits the table from nodding off.

"Natasha, you know you don't have to be up right now, right? You can just go to sleep and wake up later, we're kinda not on the duty for the moment. Take advantage and sleep in..." Roger suggested.
"We're in a sub, near the coast of what used to be our sector to protect. We have to be ready if they enemies come back, or if something else happens." Natasha protests, laying her head on the table and covering her face. "Roger, be a dear and awaken me whenever breakfast is ready..." Natasha requested, and feel asleep at the table. Roger shook his head. Natasha was always worrisome about the safety of others, even if it meant sacrificing something for herself such as sleep-- in this case. "Selfless Nat..." He whispered, and turned back to the griddle.

"The tattoo wasn't making me grumpy, you were stressing Natasha and keeping us up, that was what made me grumpy"
*Cyan began stretching her legs out, doing the splits, her right leg in front of her and her left leg behind*

Luciell sighs. "Sorry...." she says, looking a bita ashamed. "I'll make it up to you guys! I swear!" She says, putting the headphones back in her ear.
Roger finishes making breakfast. After searching for plates for a little, he divided the food onto them and sets them on the table.
"Nat..." He whispers, slightly nudging Natasha.
"The... beacon... Relf..." Natasha mumbles, talking in her sleep. Roger nudges her again gently, and she wakes up fluttering her eyes. "What time is it?"
"10:20." Roger responds, sliding a plate to Natasha. "Here." He then leaves to go get Cyana and Lucielle. Natasha only pokes at her food.

*Cyan stitched her left leg to the front and her right leg to the back, continuing her stretching splits*

((Also, a correction, cyan didn't have any gear, she was wearing a Grey Sports/Training Bra and a pair of Grey Training Short Shorts and a pair of grey sneakers, which is her regular training outfit.))

Roger makes his way down to the gym. He opens the door to find Cyan doing her stretches and Lucielle sitting off to the side looking for music to listen to.
"Hey you two, the food's ready.' Roger announced, peeking out his head in the doorway. Lucielle got up and started to walk, while still scrolling through songs. She walks past her father, and continues on towards the kitchen.
When Lucielle arrives, she finds Natasha passed out at the table. "Uh...?" Was all Lucielle said as she sat down in front of a prepared plate.

*Cyan got up and walked out of the gym, getting breakfast.
While everyone sat at the table Cyan sat in the livingroom, it was understanable too since Cyan was pretty anti-social. Cyan proceeded to watch TV and eat*

"Nat" Lucielle asked, poking the sleeping woman. "Mhm?" Natasha says, looking up to find Lucielle sitting next to her. In front of Natasha was empty plate. She had been so tired, she had forgotten she scarfed down her meal and immediately went back to sleep.
"Luci, leave her alone please," Roger says, taking a seat across from the both of them.
"Yes father," Lucielle obeyed. She looked down at her eggs and bacon, cooked to perfection as always-- whenever father cooked that is.

Natasha slowly gets up from the table, not as graceful as she would normal have done, and looks over to Roger. "Thank you for breakfast Roger, though, you should really go back to bed and rest once you're done eating. You're not supposed to be up until your wound has fully healed." And with that, Natasha retired to the bedroom.

*Cyan got up and walked over to Roger, placing her hand on his head as her left eye started glowing blue, Cyan began healing Rogers head 'til there was no wound, no pain, noside effects, no symtoms, he was completely healed.*

Roger felt a massive headache come to him. He yanks Cyan's hand away as an automatic reflex. "What the hell did you just do to me?" Roger asks, rubbing his head as a tingling sensation went through his body.

"I healed you, though the headache is normal, go ahead and take the bandage of if you wanna check."
*With that; Cyan walked over to the kitchen and rinsed her dish off, putting it in the sink*
"Thanks for breakfast."
*Cyan walked back into the Gym and continued her excercises*

((Sh!t, idk for sure but you might need to make a new RP?))

((the new rp is up))