Natasha got up, still standing in front of the door. She walked over to Cyan and took her by the hands. "You don't have to tell me anything, but know you don't have to suffer alone. I'm here for you..." Natasha returns a smile, wiping the last remaining tear off of Cyan's cheek. She kissed her forehead and led the two of them out the room towards the kitchen.
"Lucielle...?" Natasha said, when they reached the dining table. Lucielle was still alone at the table, but she had fallen asleep, still wrapped in the blanket. The thunder was still roaring outside, and lightning was still flashing, but Lucielle had managed to pass out.

*Cyan snickered and quickly covered her face to prevent herself from laughing, she went back into the bedroom and shut the door, then Natasha heard an extremely muffled fit of laughter through the door, after afew minutes; Cyan came out again*

When Cyan had come back, she saw Natasha was holding the sleeping girl in her arms. Lucielle was resting her head on Natasha's shoulder, with her arm dangling to the side. She was still wrapped up in the sheets, still sleeping as soundly as she was at the table.
"For someone who's afraid of thunder, she sure is sleeping well," Natasha giggled. Lucielle mumbles something in her sleep, squirming in Natasha's arms for awhile.

*Cyan giggled*
"Yeah, I'm surprised she can hear it, we're 46 feet underwater..."
*Cyan giggled again*

"Oh, Roger told me she got her enhancements last year, after the accident. You haven't forgotten, have you?" Natasha says, carrying Lucielle towards the doorway. She was about to leave to go to Lucielle's room.

"Oh, well fnck. Heheh"
*Cyan giggled and sat at the table.*

"Oh, you so just so cute when you laugh!" Natasha squealed happily. She walked over to Cyan and kissed her forehead.
"Sorry, I couldn't help myself..." She bashful said, then excused herself. Nat left, carrying sleeping Lucielle, out the door.

*Cyan looked down, blushing.*
"Why do you have to make me blush... It only makes me want you more..."
*Cyan said jokingly, hoping it would make Natasha blush.*

Natasha smirked, and than she left with Lucielle. After a bit, she came back, freeless of a sleeping child in her arms. She smiles at Cyan as she prepares their plates and sits down with her.

*Cyan sat down next to Natasha and began eating*
"This is damn good. You're one good cook, Natasha. But just waot til' I make my dad's famous Shepherds Pie, you're gonna love it."
*Cyan continued eating*

"Old family recipe of shepard's pie?"Natasha looked intrigued. "I've never had Shepard's pie, but I'm looking forward to tasting it, especially since it's coming from you," Natasha beamed, cutting her pork into smaller pieces.

*Cyan giggled and continued eating*
"I'll make it tomorrow night then."
*Cyan smiled and then looked across the room*
"Luci?..."

Lucielle was standing there, wrapped up in her blanket. She was rubbing her eyes, as if she was crying.

"Oh, Luci? What's the matter?" Natasha asks, standing up from her seat. Lucielle walks up to the table, leaning on Natasha.
"There's something under my bed..." Lucielle whines, rubbing her eyes. Natasha sighed a bit.

"Natasha"
*Cyan threw one of her Deagles to Natasha*
"Be sure to protect her from any monsters... Booooh"

Natasha chuckles. "Alright, I will. Come on, let's go get that 'monster's Luci," Natasha says, turning to Lucielle. Lucielle looked annoyed, she knew they weren't taking her seriously, but she rolled with it anyway.
"There really is someone under my bed," she whines, and Natasha bends down to her level and Pat's her head. Lucielle huffs and leads the way.

*Suddenly Cyan got the uneasy feeling she gets when she knows something bad is about to happen, She stood up quickly and ran to catch up with Luci and Nat*

There was a scream, followed by a series of bullets.

The world went silent.
"Lucielle, Na--" was all Roger said before something dark was flung passed him. The creature slammed up against the wall and screeches.

"What the hell is that?!" Roger yells, backing out the way when the creature flings itself back up. It runs up to Lucielle... but cowers behind her.
Natasha was shockingly pointing the gun at it. There was a gash in her side, but she was too high in adrenaline to notice it just yet.

*Cyan's tendrils burst out of her back, they wrapped around Lucielle and pulled her back quickly, then threw her to the other side of sub where her father was. Cyan then tackled the dark figure and began wrestling it around, finally wrapping her tendrils around it and lifting it so now it couldn't move*
"I got it!"
*Cyan loudly exclaimed*

The black misty figure thrashes around in Cyan's grip, screeching and hissing. It starts to kick Cyan, swatting her like a cat. For some reason, it keeps going towards Lucielle.

Roger wrapped his arms around his daughter protectively, ignoring his recently burned wem and now stinging leg. He watches the monster wrestle Cyan.
"D-Do I sh-Shoot it again?" Natasha stuttered, she was visibly shaken.

*Cyan pinned it against the wall and repeatedly elbowed it until it stopped moving, Cyan was only able to touch the misty figure because she was technically made from 'The Darkness', she was able to knock it out and then wrapoer her tendrils around it to immobalize it*
"No it's fine... Go get that cut taken care of. Roger, take Lucielle and go help Natasha with her, I'll be there in a second..."
*Cyan calmy cracked her neck and knuckles*

Natasha walks over to inspect Roger's wound. He's clutching his thigh when she checks it. "It's not that deep of a wound thankfully. It could've been much worse if it had cut you deeper." Natasha says.
Roger shakes his head, hugging Lucielle. "I rather that than Lucielle being dead. How'd that thing get in her room?" He questioned. Natasha shrugged.
The creature screams at Cyan, jerking it's body to the side. It's square eyes widened when it looked at her, and it just stared.

*Cyan looked in it's eyes, The creature recognized it's own kind when it looked into Cyan's eyes*
"Calm down, stop squirming and you'll be safe..."

"Poor thing's injured," Lucielle announces, pointing to the sides of the creature. The monster was still breathing heavily. It's lower torso has been slashed and a emblem had been embedded into what appeared to be its shoulder.
"Those wounds were not an accident..." Natasha observes, walking closer to the creature. It practically threw itself away from Natasha, screaming as it causes more pain for itself. Lucielle escapes from her father's arms, and runs over to it.

"Lucielle, don't touch it!" Toger commanded, but he was roo late. Lucielle was already hugging it, sitting on her knees next to it. Roger sighs.

"Lucielle, put the demon mist down, NOW. It can still kill you and I know because that is an animal with 'The Darkness', they aren't usually friendly if they are bothered or hugged like you're doing right now"
*Cyan crossed her arms and waited for Lucielle to put the mist down.*

"But he isn't going to attack me," Luciells protests, still holding the creature.

"Lucielle, just get away from it," Natasha says.
Whwn Lucidlle tries to leave, the creature follows her. It nuzzled the palm of her left hand, wallinf around her protective.
Roger started to March-- more like limp-- oer, getting ready to get Lucielle away from the creature, but it nearly bit him when he got close.

*Cyan sighed and said nothing much more than*
"If it kills you, it isn't my fault..."
*Cyan then walked into Nat and her bedroom*

When Cyan walked out the door, and the creature was distracted, Natasha pulls Lucielle back with her powers. The girl is flung into her father's arms. The creature immediately starts screeching again, getting ready to attack. Natasha keeps it down without touching it, all with her mind.
"Why is it so attached to Luci?" Roger questiones, gently putting Lucielle down. She was huffing and pounding, demanding to comfort the creature, but he paid her no mind.

"I don't know why it's gravitating towards her. Maybe she reminds it of someone it knew..." Natasha assumes, taking a short into the dark, not knowing her guess would be correct later on.

*Cyan literally has no actions to perform as she is in the other room, away from the point of action.*

After talking for some time, Natasha ans Roger had decided to lock the creature up in the hallway closet. Enough room to freely move around, and strong doors to hold it in.
After planning, ans sending off a very tempered Lucielle, Roger threw a blanket over the creature's head. When it was calm, Natasha took it and dashes down the hall. She puts it down on the floor and slams the door shut. Once it was containds, she tetris back to her and Cyan's room.
"Heads up, whatever that thing is, is in the hallway closet... It seems calm for now..." she plops herself onto the bes, next to Cyan.

"Welp, I guess that's better than the furnace... Heheh."
*Cyan giggled and kissed Natasha, melting into what felt like another eternity*

Natasha was taken aback at the sudden kiss at first, but she kissed back. She wraps her arms around Cyan, enjoying the moment while it lasts.

"We can't just keep Frodo in there!" Lucielle yells, while she walked with her father.
"We /have/ to keep it contained until help arri-- Wait, Frodo?" Roger raises an eyebrow at his daughter, who was on the verge of childish tears. "Who's Frodo?"

"The creature's name is Frodo! I names him," Lucielle whined.
"In the ten minutes he's been on this sub, you named him?" Roger's follow up questions sounded a bit annoyed, but it was meant to be genuine.
"His name is Frodo, like the guy from Lord of The Rings. Can we keep Frodo?" Lucielle was already crying. She was trying to get what she wanted, but Roger wasn't giving in.
"Lucielle, I can't just let you play with someone creature you just named. It's highly dangerous, it might revert back to it's animal instincts and attack you at some point." Roger crosses his arms.
"But Frodo's a sweetheart. He wouldn't hurt a fly!" Lucielle begged, pulling at Roger's coat. "Can we keep him as a pet?" Lucielle kept begging, but the answer was still the same. A firm 'no', understandably.

"But I want to keep him," Lucielle was now tugging on his coat. "Can we keep him? Can we, can we, can we, acan we---?"

Roger's face was beet red when he yelled "SILENCE!" His was voice was raspy. Lucielle quickly shuts up, still upset.

Her father took a moment to collect himself and bent down to her level on one knee. "Look, Luci, I-- we're trying to protect you. We know what you want, we *are* listening, but we're gonna have to say 'no'. That creature is dangerous--"
"But Ms. Cyan isn't dangerous." Lucielle snapped.

"That thing--"
"Frodo. His name is Frodo," Lucielle interrupted.
"First off, stop curing me off," Roger scowled. "Second, that thing isn't Ms. Cyan. It's not going to be harmed, we will take care of it. However, we need to keep it safe, got that?" Roger says.
Lucielle thought about it for a moment and than glumly nodded her head. Roger smiled a bit, still annoyed from Lcui's recent fit. The two of Rogen head off to Luci's room to read her a story for bed.

*Cyan shook her head and continued making out with Natasha. But their door was still open and they were too lost in the moment to close it. Cyan got just a little handsy as they were making out, grabbing Natasha's hips firmly*

(I don't wanna make it weird but the normal makeout is a little bland...)

((Ooay, one that's fine, 2. Gomorning)

(*2 good morning... I'm still half asleep XD )

Natasha leans back for a second. She climbed onto Cyan's lap, and went back fo making out with Cyan, slipping tongue into the activity.
Roger had put Lucielle to bed and closed her door. Whwn he looked won the hallway, he saw the same man he had seen in his room a day or two again. The man stood there, opposite of him down the hall, sporting a worn out camouflage suit cake with blood. He was missing an eye, was missing the whole side of his face, and his fingers were direction directions. Roger shielded his eye with his hand and walked in the other direction. He felt like he was being watched again.

"Getting fiesty, are we?"
*Cyan giggled and continued kissing Natasha.*

Natasha grinned. "Maybe just a little bit," she replies. She runs her hair through Cyan's hair.
Roger and Lucielle were in their rooms by now. Lucidlle had gone to sleep, but Roger was still awake, waiting for sleep to come to him.

*Cyan giggled and pulled Natasha back down, continuing the steamy makeout-session*

When Cyan had pulled them down, Natasha had fallen on top of Cyan. She now had her hand cupped Cyan's cheek, while the other sneakily made it's way down to Cy's hips. As she did this, she did it slowly so Cyan could srop her incase there was a problem. Natasha didn't want to get too grabby, especially when she didn't fully know Cyan's boundaries.

*Cyan had no problem with Natasha doing this and just continued making out with Natasha Passionately*

Natasha places her hand on Cyan's hips, feeling Cyan's curves. She starting biting the side of Cyan's neck. She did so gently.

*Cyan let out a small pleasureful shallow breath, trying not to moan (and/or get banned from Colors!) though anything that had to do with Cyan's neck was one of her own kinks.*

Natasha kept biting Cyan's neck, keeping her hands busy with Cyan's sides. She eventually pulls back from Cyan, breatinf a bit heavily.

*Cyan exhaled and smiled at Natasha*
"Getting a little tired?"
*Cyan giggled and sat up, kissing Natasha on the cheek and then quickly squeezing Natasha's thighs before placing her hands back on Natasha's hips.*

"Unfortunately, yeah," Natasha was smiled tiredly. She rests her hands on Cyan's shoulders. Her dark curly hair was entangled in each other, a mess from their make out. She pulls it back behind her ears, although some of it stuck out on the sides.

*Cyan giggled, she kissed Natasha once more and then playfully rolled Nat off of her, onto her side of the bed*

Natasha sighed happily. She turns to her side to face Cyan. "Gosh, you're one hell of a kisser..." In her head, she was recalling all of her past relationships most of then being disappointments and some being ended because of various reasons.

"Oh?" *Cyan blushed* "Heh, I guess i-it's one of my natural talents... You're not to bad yourself, your lips are probably the best kiss my lips have ever had."
*Cyan giggled and kissed Natasha once more*

"Why thank you," Natasha giggles. Natasha snuggles up next to Cyan, wrapping her arm around her. "I love you," she mumbles, nuzzling Cyan's side.

"I love you too"
*Cyan hugged Natasha and giggled*

((Time skip to the next day))

((*day?))

((Sure, unless Luci decides to bodyslam our door at some point during the night XD))

((Oh my gosh XD ))

The day had concluded itself with nightfall and than midnight. Under the cover of darkness, Lucielle had crept her way to the hallway closet, taking quiet steps towards her door. She reached for the knob when she felt her hand was grabbed by someone else's. She nearly screamed bloody murder when she saw her father was the one who had grabbed it. Roger has conveniently caught her in the act after he had a flashback abour his past. He had gone to watch TV in the living room-- he hated watching TV in the bedroom-- when he has bumped into Lucielle.

"What are you doing up?" Lucielle asked as innocently as possible, but Roger's eyebrows narrow. He knew what she had been up to.

"I should be asking *you* that question young lady, not the other way around." Roger let's go od Lucielle's hand. "You were trying to see that creature again."
"No, I was just checking to make sure it hadn't escaped," Lucielle lies.

"Luci... Don't lie to me."

"Bur that is the truth!" Lucielle continues on with her lie, her horrible lie. Roger only grew More annoyed.
"Lucielle, go back to bed--"

"You shouldn't have locked Frodo up in a dungeon as if he is some monster!" Lucielle yelled. She sort of had blurted it out.

"Back to your room Lucielle," Roger was pointing down the hall. Lucielle shook her head, defying her father.
"No," she firmly said, putting her foot down. She wasn't going to listen. to him, no matter how many times he had scolded her.

After about two minutes of going back and forth, Rogee gave up arguing with his daughter. He simply walked over and threw her over his shoulder gently. Lucielle screamed in defiance, crying angrily with her father as he brought her to her room to go back to bed. The room to Cyan ans Natasha's light had stayed off, but Natasha was still up. She looked our the door to see Rogee carrying Lucielle.

"Is everything alright out here?" She asked.
."Yeahm Lucielle was just trying to into the room eight eh creature," Roger said.
"You're being a complete @sshole!" Lucielle exclaimed, pinching Roger, rba reverting to punches. He simply took them and sighed while explaining Lucielle's tantrum to Roger.
"Maybe I can help talk her out of it," Natasha suggest.
"You can try, but I doubt she'll listen. She has a hear set on this thing as if it's her pet or somethin'." Roger shrugged, putting Lucielle down.
"Why the hell are you two talking like I'm not right here!" Lucielle barked. She was pouting, but red in the face as she did so. Natasha bids Roger good night, leaving her with an angry ten year old.
"Now Lucielle--" Nat started.
"Shove off," Luci answered.

*Cyan looked at Roger and Lucielle and sighed*
"STOP SCREAMING OR 'FRODO' IS GOING INTO THE FURNACE AND I'LL LOCK IT SHUT, THEN IF YOU CONTINUE TO BE BAD I'LL LIGHT THE FURNACE UP AND YOUR LITTLE MIST DEMON IS GOING TO BE CREAMATED!"

"Lucielle, got it? Some of us are trying to sleep..."

Lucielle's lips quivered and than she bursts out into tears, wailing. She ran back to her father, hugging him tightly. Roger and Natasha both shared an irked sigh together.
As the child cried, Roger started to look immensely stressed. He was shaking, not with anger, but with anxiety. He was grinding his teeth, and his hands had turned into fists, but he was keeping himself composed for the time being.
Natasha saw this and knew waht was happening. She quickly bent down to Luci's height and took the lead in the conversation.

"Hey Luci, what if you go to bed, you'll get to see Frodo tomorrow. How does that sound," Natasha proposes. She added a smile at the end, trying to be as cheery as possible, but her effort wasn't fruitful.

Lucielle-- through her slurred speech and growing cries-- wailed, "You're lying! You're lying just like 'her'!" Lucielle sniffed, wiping her nose with he sleeve, than she points to Cyan. "And why the hell are you soooo mean!? Is that how you get what you want, by threatening people?" She shoves her father away from her and runs into her room. The door slams, echoing down the hall. The lock of the door can be heard turning quickly.

Natasha looked over at Rogerz who looked stresses. He covered his face. "I'll try to go talk to her...I have no idea what's gotten into her..." He walked away in a wearisome fashion.

"No, no, no." Natasha cuts in front of Roger. "I'll talk to her. You're arm is injures, and your thigh needs to heal, get some rest." Nat smiles.
"Are you sure--?" Roger was cur off by Nat as ha pushing him down the hall towards his door. "Go, go, eeveyrbtinf will be fine. I'll do the talking."
Roger went into his room and closes the door. Nat loonies relieved.

"I don't want anything except for sleep and quiet, you little sh!t... You shouldn't have tried to let the fncking demons out to play..."
*Cyan mumbled as she walked away, back into the bedroom...*

Natasha was about to go after her, but she stopped herself. She still had to deal with Lucielle.
"Luci?" Natasha knocked on the door.
There was no answer.
"Lucielle," She turned the knob, knowing it was locked. It had stayed locked.
Not surprising...

"Lucielle, I need you to open this door please." Natashaasked, remaining as polite as possible. When Lucielle didn't answer, Nat knocked once more. Again, there was no answer.
Natasha stuck her hand out, and started to unlock the door from the inside using her mind. When it did unlock, the door swung opened slowly to show what appeared to have been a war zone. Lucielle was standing in the middle of room standing next to a smash TV. She was stealing on it, yelling profanities.

"Lucielle!" Natasha's eyes widens, and Lucielle looks over. She had this look of anger in her eyes that made Natasha feel unsettled.

"GET OUT!" Lucielle charges at Natasha, head butting her. The woman nearly stumbles back, but clings onto the child. Natasha was still holding Lucielle, not letting her go.
"I don't know what's going in with you, but you have to calm down..." Natasha ordered. She than lowered her voice, "relax."

Lucielle jerked to the side, trying to get away from Natasha. After a little while of tug and war between the two, Natasha has won. She was on the floor, solacing the girl.

*Cyan walked up and her red eye was glowing*
"I'm sorry, are you okay Natasha?"
*She had tears running down her cheek presumably from starting a fight and thinking everyone was mad at her*
"I really am sorry..."

Natasha and Lucielle stared at her glowing red eye.
"I'm fine, but are *you* okay Cyan?" Natasha asked. She was still holding Lucielle in her arms, the little girl was crying. Nat looked from the girl to her girlfriend and decided on a discussion.

"How about we settle down with a nice cup tea in the kitchen?" She suggested, getting up. "We'll have a little pep talk about our feelings. Does that sound nice girls?"
Lucielle nods her head slowly, clinging onto Natasha's shorts. When Natasha had stood, she took Lucielle's hand and motioned Cyan to follow them.

*Cyan followed closely behind and sat down at the bar in the kitchen*

After getting into the kitchen and setting the scene...

The kettle rang, but soon quieted down once Natasha diminished the fire with the flick of a switch. She poured the hot water into three mugs, which already had separate tea bags in them.

Lucielle was wiping her eyes. She had still be crying a bit when they had arrived, but she stayed silent mostly. "Why are we drinking tea Natasha...?" Her voice was small and frail.
"Well," Natasha says, walking over with two cups of herbal tea. She places one in front of Cyan and another in front of Luci. "Tea and talking about your feelings has always been a comforting experience. It's relaxing to most, and I hope it's relaxing for you too. Now, let's get started on this... Who wants to talk first?" Natasha was a little perky when she had said that. When Lucielle averted eye contact, Nat looked to Cyan.
"Cyan, care to tell us why you're upset. You came to the door apologizing, why is that?" Natasha questioned.

*Cyan didn't respond, she kinda just felt to guilty and sad to talk, the only thing that she did say was "I'm sorry..."*

"Kid, I'm not aloud to be pissed of at you right now, take advantage of this time while you can..."

"Alright..." Natasha says, looking over at Lucielle.

"Luci... How are you feeling at the moment?" Natasha waited for an answer, only to receive a sniff and absolute silence. Since they were under water, there were no crickets, but there might as well been.

No one was talking.

Feeling the atmosphere going dull, Natasha spoke up. "Are you still upset about Frodo? Is that why you're sad?" Natasha tilts her head, and smiles at Lucielle. Lucielle dolefully nodded her head.
"I just want to see him..." Lucielle answers.
"Well, we both know you can't see him--"

"But why!?" Lucielle cried, she was already on verge of tears.
"Because Lucielle, he can potentially harm you. And we wouldn't want that now, would we?" Natasha took a slip of her tea.
"But he's just like Cyan, and Cyan hasn't harmed you, or father, or me at all! In fact, you too were just cuddling very loudly today!" Lucielle points at the two of them. Natasha's cheeks immediately reddened.
"E-Excuse me? How did--?" She started, but Lucielle shook her head.

"Wow... You two didn't close the door...Everything you guys were doing were echoing off the walls of the hallway, which is because metal reflects sound, causing it to bounce..." Lucielle expounded the explanation, but Natasha was too busy being embarrassed to tell to Lucielle was correct or wrong on her theory. Natasha sulked back in her seat, wondering if Roger had heard them too.

"Listen Luci... if you be not-a sh!thead, then I will tame 'Frodo' for you, but of you're a sh!thead his mist will turn into smoke, deal?"

Lucielle frowned at Cyan. "Fine, tame Frodo and I won't be the 'sh!thead'. What else are you goin' call me? Why not 'burden,' that was Ma's favorite. It seems like a perfect name for what's on everybody's mind whenever I enter the room." Lucielle gets up from her seat.

"Luci-" Natasha gets up from her seat, but Lucielle had already shoved hers into the table and stomped off to her room.
Natasha sighs, thinking about Lucielle's early life before turning to Cyan. "Well, I guess that worked out... Somewhat...?"

*Cyan chuckled*
"Words aren't my specialty, however actions are..."
*Cyan got up and walked into the bedroom, taking off her shirt as she got to the doorway.*

Natasha quickly cleaned up the tea Lucielle and Cyan didn't drink, shaking her head in disapproval. What a waste of tea and time.

Natasha follows Cyan into the bedroom. "Well, actions *do* speak louder than words. That's what makes the little thing so special...."

Nat grabs a brush from the dresser. She than takes a seat on the edge of her side of the bed and starts to brush her hair.

*Cyan plopped down on the bed and sighed, thinking about their hot tongue fncking session earlier*
((New names for kissing XD))

((Quite creative XD))

Nat looks over at Cyan, smiling at her. She then went back to brushing her hair, trying to smooth out her hair, which she knew would never happen. She didn't have the luscious curls with shine that bounced with each walk. Here's was just short, thick, and a neat of a mane entangled in itself.
Her sister was the one with better hair, the gorgeous face, the perfect everything Better genes overall...

She sighs at this thought, but her self pity was interrupted by the very person she was thinking.
The communicator on the dresser was buzzing. She rushes and answers it.
"Hello?"

"Natasha, so glad to hear from you. I need an update about your status." Rin was sitting up in her chair. She looked formal, wearing a white suit that was tightly worn on her body. Her collar around her neck was wrapped around loosely, for comfort Natasha figured. This uniform was new.
"Everyone is fine, nothing new to report," Natasha replied.
Two men were in the background, still talking.

"That's good, that's good. Any casualties?" Rin forces a smile. She tugged at her collar, forcing herself to keep her hands on the table. She was visibly sweating.
"No... Rin, are you coming down with a fever--?"

"No, no, no! I've just been... Busy. A little stress hasn't ever killed anyone..." Rin laughed.

"Huh... Is that your sister, she looks like you, Nat?"
*Rin had overheard Cyan's voice through the comunicator*

"Oh, by the way, Rin, what we're you trying to tell me last time?" Natasha asked. Immediately, the two men lowered were their voices, but remained in the room. One was looking at Rin. Even with her back to the screen, Rin felt the hair of her back rise.
"Ah, right, about our last call..." Rin gulped.

"Remember that story we read when we were younger? The one about the man who couldn't trust the people around him because he was paranoid?"

"Rin, what are you talking about? We were too poor to get books--"
"WELL..." Rin cleared her throat
She looked like she was having a hard time breathing.
The two men were now walking over.

"What if that book was, let's say, realistic fiction-- it could happen?" Rin looked back
"Rin, what's going on--" Natasha asked, but was vur off by one of the men saying, "R, you have exceeded the amount of time needed to receive a status update. Shut it off."

"Natasha, how are you so clueless to what she's trying to do? Don't bring things up while others are in 'Rin's comunicator room..."

Rin normally would have rolled her eyes in an agreement with Cyan, but she was a little on edge. Her commanders were coming up to her.
The two men were now walking over, looking at the holographic image of Natasha and Cyan in the background. They looked stiff when they walked, shuffling their feet as they went, never moving freely. It looked like their arms were locked in place.

"I have to go sister..." Rin looks back at the guards. When they were behind her chair, she forces yet another smile. "Thank you for your cooperation and preserving humanity," and logged off.
Natasha turns around to Cyan. "Sorry, I was worries about her this whole time and when she finally called, I couldn't help but ask the question!" She threw her hands in the air and fell back onto the bed.
"I should've just kept my mouth shut. It's so obvious she was trying to pass a message... I should've just waited until they left or something!"

"So we are going to need to make a plan of action once we finally recieve the message."
*Cyan sat up and looked at Natasha*

Natasha noda her head, and climb onto the bes. She sat down, next to Cyan, lost in her thought for a moment. She remembered the look on Rin's face. She was acated, Natasha knew that, they both were. However, Natasha wa more afraid of the uncertainty in Rin's eyes. Uncerstibry had followed them their whole life. Although it had been with them through thick and thin, it surely wasn't their friend.

"I'm... I'm going to go bed now. Good night..." Natasha says, turning over o her side, facing away from Cyan.

*Cyan cuddled up next to Natasha and got back into sleeping position*
"Goodnight, Natasha"

Natasha felt Cyan behind her ans felt a little comforted, but no matter how many times she shut her eyes to sleep. she couldn't stop the thoughts of everything that could possibly go wrong. She knew something was wrong from the beginning, the *very* beginning. It was all playing back in herbehad now. The suspicious offer, the desperation in her sisters voice when she tries to reassure her, and the separation.

Eventually, Natasha did close her eyes, but slumber did not come to her that easily.

Roger-- surprisely for once-- slept soundly, while his daughter struggled to keep her self asleep. She couldn't stop thinking about Frodo--- that odd pet of hers. He was alone, and probably scared.
She threw herself off her bed and rushes to the door. Just as she was about to twist the knob, she stopped berself. A blaze went off in her head, the blaze of a furnace. She backed up from the door, and crawled to the side of her bed where she sat there, with her head in her knees covered by her arms.

((Time skip?)

(Sure)

When the fourth day ((or is it the fifth?)) arrived, the light shone through the blue of the ocean just outside the submarine's small circular windows. It was a bit past sunrise, but Natasha was up. In the middle of her and Cyan's room, she was floating a couple of inches off the ground, repeating a mantra while she meditated. Her face was contorted with frustration, but she tried to maintain some level of peace in herself.
Roger hadn't got up just yet. He was still sleeping in his room, sprawled out across the bed in the starfish pose. He snored loudly, but not loud enough to here through the metal door that separated him from the others.

Lucielle had miraculously refrained herself from opening the door that kept the creature locked within. She couldn't sleep though, and had made a little cozy makeshift bed outside the hallway closet. She had slept there that night.

*Cyan woke up and looked at Natasha, then sat up and looked around the room. Cyan looked at her alarm clock and sighed*

"Good morning Cy..." Natasha wearily smiled. She had sensed Cyan awakening from slumber. Still floating in the air, her whole body turned around to face the bed, where Cyan was sitting up in.
Natasha's hair was a mess and she looked exhausted. It didn't seem like the meditation was helping much. Natasha rose in the air a bit, making it easier for her stand up. She clasps her hands together.

"How'd you sleep last night?"

"Like a corpse... and you?"
*Cyan smiled and looked at Natasha, her eyes were showing how fatiuged she was.*

"Ditto..." She tiredly smiled, walking over to Cyan's side of the bed. She kisses her girlfriend's forehead tenderly and sits on the edge of the bed.
"I couldn't get a wink of sleep last nigt... Not after what happened..." Her voice trailed off, amd so did her eyes. They ventured to the floor, looking down with shame.

"Natasha, just don't think of it right now... Rin is probably fine, just wait until the next message from her."
*Cyan stood up and kissed Natasha then walked over to the bedroom door and opened it. Cyan saw Luci sleeping infront of the closet and shook her head while looking down, Natasha was confused at what Cyan looked dissapointed at.*

"What is it-- Oh," Natasha started, but stopped when she peeked her head our the doorway. She saw Lucielle curled up in the hallway. She shugged and said, "At least she didn't open it..." Natasha yawned and went back inside to try and go back to sleep.

When Natasha left, there was a banging around on the hall way closet. It sent Lucielle jumping out of her sleep and to the side.
The lousy banging stopped. And proceeded again consistantly.

"Atleast Frodo has enough respect to stay quiet until 8 AM..."
*Cyan walked over to the closet and pulled Luci behind her then whispered something in the language of Darkness, the banging and screeching stopped. What Cyan whipered roughly translates to "Stop moving around in there and stay still after I open this door until I say you can move or you don't get to see the litte girl"*

*Cyan then opened the closet and stared at Frodo*
"Move slowly to the little girl, no sudden moves"
*The creature did as it was told and moved slowly*

The creature walked towards Lucielle, hiding behind her.

Then a another creature did the same...

And another....

And another...

The night before, there was one creature, now there were four, all surrounding Lucielle, walking in a circle around h er protectively.

"Frodo, you can multiple!" Lucielle giggles, clapping her hands with excitement. "Aren't they all just adorable!?"

"Oh hell no, Frodo best stop multiplying if you want to keep him... Otherwise we're setting him free into the forest when we get rescued..."
*Cyan grabbed the other three monsters and threw them back into the closet, leaving the real Frodo by Lucielle, Cyan then shut the door and locked it*
"I am not dealing with four Frodo's on my Submarine..."

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((Also, it might be time to create the tenth continuation of the RP. If you have Discord we can continue the RP there when I'm on my laptop, and continue it on here when I'm on my DS))