Natasha eyes sadden a bit. She was worried for Cyan, but understood she needed her alone time. She headed back to the med bay.

"Roger, how is Le--?" She stopped in her sentence when she saw Roger wrestling to keep Lena down. He was holding a sedative in his hand.

"GET AWAY FROM ME!" Rin screamed, punching Roger in the face. He takes the hit, but still holds her down.
"Lena, it's alright!" Nat runs over and holds down Rin. Rin stops fighting Roger and looks over at Natasha. Her face was blanch and dry. Her voice sounded horse when she cough. "Natasha...?"

That's when Roger struck. He stuck the needle into Rin's vein and pressed down on it. Rin turned back to him, to take the needle out but she was too late. Her head slowly fell back into the pillow as she fought the feeling, but she was succumbing to it. A wave of tranquility and disorientation came over her, and Rin was out cold once more.

"What the heck happened?!" Natasha asks, running her fingers through her black hair.

"I went to stick the fluid's needle in her arm, and the needle bent backwards. Then she shot up and started attacking me, demanding to know where you were." Roger explained, putting needle down on the counter.

"Ah..." Natasha nods. "You tried to stick the needle into her left arm. It's metallic and made of fibers."

"That would've been very helpful to know before all of this went down... Anyways, she's on the borderline of a not-so-good condition and critical condition." Roger started to wash his hands at the sink, and then threw the needle out. "She's going to need antibiotics, surgery for her 'human parts,' mechanical surgery, and lots of rest. I don't what the hell she's been through, but she's also going to need therapy..."

Natasha looked back at Rin. She looked troubled in her sleep. She started to remember the countless bodies they had seen, and the chains wrapped around her sister. "Don't we all...?" This time, she didn't resist the urge to cry, and hugged herself.

Roger stood there, awkwardly. He watched Natasha cry for a few moments before walking over and patting her on the back. He tried to give her comforting words, but Nat only cried harder and hugged him. He hugged her back, cautiously.

He was never good at this sort of thing.

*Cyan was tying knots in a rope to make a Celtic knot. Crying while doing so, she felt pretty bad as to what had almost happened to Natasha and Rin, all because of Cyan's stupid flashbacks*

Roger stood there, attempting to comfort Natasha has she stoodthere, crying into his shoulder about the situation. He tensed up.
Rin was just laying there, lifeless. If anyone else had walked into the room, they would have surely mistaken the scene as lives lines mourning sorrowfully over the deceased.
Lucielle walked down the halls, blasting music into her ears. At this rate, she would surely have tinnitus by the end or the minor, but she didn't care, she racked the volume all the way up, singing along rock music. Her father had meant to take the device away, but that was the last thing on his kind when he was trying to figure re our how to steer a sub in just enough time to be at the shore for a critical rescue.
So, in the end, it all worked out for her.

As Lucielle walked down the hall, Frodo followed her. His mist traveled with him, trailing off from behind. She was skipping down the hall when she abruptly stopped. Her stomach did a back flip, and her heart sank. Her felt her spirit drop, and she turned to see she had stopped in front of Cyan and Nat's room.

You can continue, that last part was kind of a cliff hanger so idk what to write))

((Oh, ok))

Lucielle puts her head on the door, listening for a bir. She heard footsteps and remembered Natasha going to the infimary with her father. The only one that could be in there-- besides an intruder-- would have to be Cyan.
"Cyan?" Luciellecalled. This time, she actually knocked on the door.

A step in the right direction for once...

"Y-yeah?"
*Cyan responded, still having teary eyes and a cracky voice, she walked to the door and opened it, looking down at Lucielle*

"What are you up to this time?" Lucielle questions, pushing pass Cyan and peeking into the room. She caught sight of the Celtic knot and looked back at Cyan.
Lucielle sighs, and grabs onto Cyan's hand. "I'm taking you to Natasha. You're going to do something dangerous again. "

*Cyan pulled away*
"Thats a Celtic knot, like an Irish Warrior type of Celtic. You know I'm Irish, Lucielle. I need some alone time so just don't start."

Lucielle sighs and walks out the room. She never was able to wrap her head around why people needed 'alone time'. Sitting down and talking about your feelings with a group has always been the way she saw fit. But she nodded and turned away. As immature as the young girl was, she understood.

*Cyan continued to tie Celtic knots with abunch of ropes. Leaving the door open.*

Lucielle left, returning to her room. As she roamed the hall, she saw her father waiting by her room. He was leaning up against the wall with his hands in his pocket. Roger had left shortly after Natasha had calmed herself down.
"Thought I forgot, eh?" Roger points to the headphones and holds out his hand. Lucielle stamps her feet and puts the headphones into his hand. The music was still blasting. She stomped past her father into her room and slammed the door.

Natasha was still in the infirmary. She was bent over in a chair, with her face buried into her hands. She couldn't think straight, just only about her sister. Her mind was racing, and her faults were catching on.

*Cyan walked out of her room and into the infirmary. She sat down next to Natasha and waited quietly*

Natasha didn't respond. She just satthere, shaking and rocking back and forth as she thought about life. Life up until now, all of *her* choices that led them here.
"I signed her up..." Natasha's voice was muffled by her hands. She picked up her head, revealing her glassy eyes. Her sclera was red, and tainted with tears from earlier and now.
"I signed her up for this cra.p and now she's like *this*..." Nat buried her face again, returning to swaying back and forth. She was silent.

((Good night!))

Gn))

((Good mirning... or afternoon in this case, heh))

"Yeah, you're right... Because you DEFINITELY knew that nukes would start dropping, huh?"
*Cyan was obviously being sarcastic*
"It's not your fault, you know it's not... Lena didn't know this would happen either. It doesn't make this your fault."

"You'reright, I didn'tknow about the nukes..." Natasha eyes narrows as she crosses her arms and she shook her head. "But I knew about the risks. Rin didn't. Not until much later."

"I knew the organization was shady. I knew they killed those who didn't qualify, those who didn't meet their standards. Lena didn't want to take the deal, she begged me to forget it, but I pushed her to do it. We had plenty of rations to last us for weeks. We both knew they would only use her, and I would benefit from it. That's all I cared about... What was in it for me." Nat looks over at Cyan and her voice cracks. "Cy, I was a very different person back than. I put my sister through hell."

*Cyan sighed*
"Well the best you can do is apologize, don't think it's all your fault... How do you think I made it through the hell that your motherly figure's people put me through? I knew it was my fault that he died. Because I was 'special' to them and they wanted to use me for my power at any cost, so they killed my father and took me... I pretended it wasn't my fault but I knew... and now I've been in the organization against my will for 10 fncking years... Just try not to think about this as if it's 100 percent your fault..."
*Cyan looked down and closed her eyes, taking a deep breath*
"Just don't do anything you'll regret... from now on..."

((I'm bored and literally stalking this chat waiting for you to come back online))

((Well, good news: I'm online now))

"Yeah... from now on..." Natasha rubs her temples and mutters, "this world's just brings out the worst in people sometimes..."
"Frodo, when do you think father will ever listen to me," Lucielle asked her pet. Frodo tilted his head making him tumble over adorably. She giggles a bit.
"Do you think he ever gives a damn about what I say?" Luci continued. As spoke, Roger was walking into the room. Whwn he entered, Lucielle looked at him.

"Hello father. Have you come back to bring me my headphones?" Lucielle forces a grin, trying to be as polite as possible. Roger shakes his head and points to the TV.
"I'm taking the tv." Roger stares to walk over to the coffee table.

"Wh-what? Why!?" Lucielle shouted, she was already annoyed.
"I said no TV and no headphones. You wanted to get smart with me, so this is your punishment." Roger starts to unplug the television.

"Are you serious!? You can't just take the whole damn thing, I didn't even do anything that serious!" Lucuelle protested, getting up from her bed. Frodo followed.
"You disrespected me by being a smart aleck," Roger said.

"I am I not allowed to talk back?!" Lucielle yelled.

"You constantly curse when I tell you not to." Roger picks up one side of the TV.
"Cursing isn't that big of a deal. It's just words humanity made bad for no reason. For example f*** is just like any word you'd use any day like 'the'!"

"Luci, they're still curse words."

((Please continue this argument while I think of my actions to play. This is getting interesting))

Lucielle watches Roger struggle to kove thr TV a bit

She couldn't help but make the comment to Frodo. "The ol' mule's getting weaker everyday..."
Roger ehips his head around and scowls at her. He then pours the TV back on the coffee table and grabs the remote.
"No TV or headphones for a week! And if I hear one more slick comment from you missy-"

Roger started to leave the room. "Geh mir aus den Augen!" Lucielle murmurs.

"

*Cyan just looked back at Natasha and sighed*
"I'm sorry, if you want to sleep in here close to your sister tonight I understand... I wouldn't want to leave my sisters side in this condition either"

"Thanks Cy..." Natasha says. She gets up and hugs Cyan, embracing her gently rocking back and forth. "I just want to make up for the time she and I lost--"
Natasha stopped when she could hear screaming from the other side of the sub. Roger and Lucielle's argument wa growing louder by the second, and getting heated too.
"What are those two squabbling about now?!" Natasha questions aloud, pulling back from cyan gently

*Cyan walked over to the other side of the sub and let out one of those ear piercing gutteral roaring growls that she let out when she was fighting her brother*
"Am I clear enough?"
*Cyan put her hands on her hips, since Cyan was still wearing the skin-tight stretchy wet suit, Cyan's hand movements eventually led Natasha to notice the 'sexy curves' Cyan had.*
"because if not it means stop arguing before I become overly-pissed, can't we just have one day without argument?"

((Sorry, I had to lead in the 'sexy curves' again. XD))

((hold on, I'm going to fix my comment so the characters respond to yours. I didn't see your previous comment))

Both Roger and Lucielle cover their ears.
"Who the f*ck cares if you're overly pissed Cyan? Who the actual f*ck cares at this point?"
"Lucielle--"

"This argument is long over due anyways! Besides, we haven't had one in awhile!" Lucielle says to Cyan. She balling her hands into fists. Her fingernails were puncturing through her skin, but she was too angry to notice.

"Doesn't mean we have to have one Lucielle," Roger glared at his daughter. The remote was still in his hand, which Lucielle eyed, sparking the fury again.

"You took my remote"
"Ach du lieber Himmel! Only because you never listen. I said you can't watch any tv for a week and you're making a whole scene about it--" Roger looks at Luciellle in disbelief widening his eyes to portray is annoyance. "Lucielle you gotta stop that!"

"And if I don't!? What are ya gonna do? Take every everything out of this room. You already tried to take the TV, why don't you just take the f*cking dresser while your at it? Who needs clothes when your punishment, right!?" Lucielle retorts.

"This is enough Lucielle!" Roger yells, marching over to his daughter. "You need to listen--"

"NO! YOU need to listen to ME! I'm so tired of you just ordering me around like I'm one of your soldiers to control--" Lucielle started.

Roger interrupted. "Asking you to stop barging into people's rooms and to stop cursing isn't me commanding you like a solider! I'm asking you to stop so you can be a decent person when you grow up. I'm trying to raise you right!"

"Oh, so this is all about raising me to be a 'decent human's eh? Last time I checked, you didn't even care about my existence seven years ago!" Lucielle hollered. She took a step foward to her father, pointing an accusing finger in his face. "YOU! Were too busy doing whatever the hell you wanted to come back home to your daughter and wife!" Lucielle rests her fists on her hips.
"I was drafted for the war!" Roger was red in the face now. He shook uncontrollably with anger, trying to settle down, but Lucielle wouldn't stop. It was starting to drive him off the edge.

Natasha had stayed behind a little bit instead of immediately following Cyan. When she got there, she was already regretting entering the squabble.

*Cyan tripped Roger and held him down, then cuffed his ankles and wrists behind his back with titanium Cuffs, She did the same to Lucielle, only pushing her to the ground gently and then zip tying her ankles and wrists behind her back*
"Calm down now... I'm getting real tired of this sh!t to the point where you have me either 'lose control' or have another 'attempt', do you really want one of your best, emotionless killer soilders decorate the wail with her own brains or worse, your blood? You're both staying on the ground until you decide to calm the hell down and stop stressing everything."

"Cyan, this is necessary!" Roger furrows his brows.

"I think it's quite necessary. You two are acting like children." Natasha chimed in. She sounded tired, staring at the two struggle to free themselves.

"RELEASE ME!" Lucielle screams, thrashing around. "I will have Frodo get you," she threatened, trying to zip ties. When she couldn't she looked in Frodo's direction commanded him to attack Cyan. The poor creature whimpered and hid under the bed.
"Dammit Frodo!" Lucielle barked.

"I'm going to go make some tea..." Nat walked away, not wanting to be in the situation anymore. She had a lot on her mind anyways.

"Keep struggling and you'll be there all night, not to mention those zipties tighten more and more by themselves if you struggle, I'll let them circulation before I let you go, because I'm not letting you go until you BOTH calm down"
*Cyan followed Natasha*
"May I please have some?"

"LET US GO!" Lucielle screams as Cyan walks away.

"Lucielle, you're not helping--"
"LET US GO YOU DOLT!"
The water in the kettle was heating up. Natasha sat at the kitchen table nearby. She was holding her head, exhausted and deep in thought.

((Sorry, I can't stay on that ling tonighg. Gn.))

*Cyan ignored them both and stood near Natasha, waiting for the tea to be ready.*

((Gn))

(Good morning)

"LET ME GOOOOO!" Lucielle continued yelling, screaming out until into the hallway. Roger just sat there watching her and shaking his head.

After a couple of minutes, Lucielle's voice became horse. She struggled to continue speaking but kept trying.

"Are you done yet?" Roger asked, clearly irked by his daughter's behavior. "Because I would really like to get out of these cuffs any day now."

Lucielle grits her teeth and shakes her head. "You'd love to get out of those cuffs, but it's your fault you in them in the first place. It's always your fault!" She cried, rolling over to sit up. She had her back to Roger.

"Well, I'm going to be the bigger person here and not blame anyone. What we need to focus is getting out of these restraints," Roger continues. Lucielle still had her back to him.
"Y'know, why didn't you ever come back directly after the war. We really could've used you at home father..." Lucielle continued on ranting. She heard shuffling behind her, but she didn't acknowledge it.

"Mom was so upset all the time... She believed that you didn't care about her." Lucielle proceeded, lowering her head.

Lucuelle didn't realize, but Roger was scooring his way towards her, backwards. "Well, that's not true. I love your mother dearly... which is why I wanted to save team H.A.R.T. That group is full of good and honest people, but your mother has alway been my main concern. She's stuck at the bottom of that hellish pit, surviving on their last rations..." Roger answered.
"Then why are you fighting /for/ her when you always fought /with/ her?" Lucielle asked.

"Because I lover her Luci," Roger answered. "Couples aren't perfect Luci.... They laugh and they fight. It's not just couples, people are perfect. Your mother and I, we didn't work out in end. We let each other go, but that doesn't mean there was never any love between us at some point in our marriage, even after." Roger was now behind Lucielle, with his back towards her.
"Well, why didn't anyone think about how I would feel when you two 'let go'? You didn't even think about me when you guys had split up! I was upset, and hurt, and scared that I caused you two to leave each other." Her voice was a bit shaky.

"We didn't leave each other *because* of you, we left each other *for* you," Roger explained. "It was a toxic environment, a place no child should be raised in. We wanted the best for you, even if it meant sacrificing our current well being and starting anew."

Lucielle became silent.

"I left because I wanted you to have a better life, plus I knew your mother would take better care of you." Roger sighs.
"She never let me see you..." Lucielle breathes. "She was always bitter when she heard your name."
Roger nods his head. "I know, and I'm sorry for that... Now, hold still."
Lucielle did as she was told, staying stil as long as she could. She felt the zip tie move a bit, and than was loose from her wrists. She rubbed them for a bir and then worked on her ankles. When she turned around, she saw her father with his back turned to her, holding a knife in his hand.
"Where'd you--?"
"I have a knife on me always. This was in my holster, which I'm surprised Cyan didn't take I'd she wanted to keep us in here long. Getting out of a zip tie is easy, but not the cuffs." Roger explained. "She forgot to take my holster. She really needs to start following protocol. Imagine if we were prisoners, we'd be our sns abour wrecking havoc." Lucielle half heartedly giggled a bit, getting up.
"Thank you." She stood up.

"Now, run along to the control room. I saw some office drawers in there. There's a slim chance there might be a paper clip to get outta of these." Riger mentions, shaking his cuffed wrists.
Lucile nods and starts off, but she stood once she gets to the doorway. The little girl turns around and hugs her father lovingly. She knew they would talk more about the past soon, but or was nice ro get some things off her chest.
Lucielle runs down

The kettle started to ring, and Natasha turned rhr fire off. She poured the water and put the tea bags into two mug. Once she as done making the drinks, she brought them to the kitchen table. She sat down, gripping ont the handle of hers, staring down at the beverage.

((Sorry for that wall of text. It's just a converstion between roger and Lucielle. You can keep to the last comment all the way at the bottom)

*Cyan sipped her tea and then halted Luci, tossing her the cuff key*
"Take him out of the cuffs properly. I'm not gonna stop you now."

"Thank you Natasha for the tea..."

Nat nods to Cyan, and so did Lucielle, who returned back to her father with the keys.

"Well, that was fast." Roger says, as Luci unlocked his cuffs.
"Cyan gave it to me..." The cuffs fell to the floor and Roger got up.

Natasha stares blankly at her tea before she takes a sip. She then gets up, hugs Cyan.

"I'm... I'm going to go to bed a bit early tonight," She says. It was only 7 in the afternoon. Natasha ambles to her and Cyan's room and closes the door behind her.

In the medbay, Rin was stick knocked out.

Well, half of her.

Her robotic half was awake, scanning the room and area. Her left eye--a camera-- darted in all directions frantically searching for a way out. With it's human parts shut down due to severe injuries, it couldn't do anything else for now. The system keep awake, anxious for its human counterpart.

*Cyan finished her tea and walked into the bedroom, joining Natasha in bed, falling asleep quite quick*

Natasha laid there in the bes. She had already changed into her night clothes earlier. She flips over to face the back of Cyan's head. She reaches over and hugs her, falling asleep with her arms wrapped around Cyan.

Time skip?))

(Sure)

*Cyan woke up the next morning handcuffed to the frame of the bed, Natasha was/wasnot awake yet and Cyan sight*
"Not exactly my type of 'handcuffed to the bedframe' fantasy but okay..."

Natasha was no where to be seen. The light from the windows spilled into the room it was day time.

A gun clicked and was pointed at Cyan's face. "My, that's a shame, but I don't really care,"a voice said. It was montoned and glitchy. The robotic echo of it added character, creating a inhuman tone to it.

"By the orders of The Superiors, your execution must happen as soon as possibly. Preferably today." The body the voice moved to the side, showing Rin standing rher.e she was tensed, shoulders squared and with one arm to the side. The other was extended in Cyan's direction, holding the gun to her head.
Something was off. Rin was still injured. She had beads of sweat on her forehead forehead he'd face was flushed. Her left eye was also closed, but her robotic was wide opened glowing bright purple too.

Baging can be heard on the door. The door to thr room had been barricaded, and the knob had been twisted and molded so that it wouldn't twist. Nag and Roger could be heard on the other side shouting something, but their voices were muffled.

You know, you forgot one thing about me, 'Rin'...
*Cyan smirked waiting for Rin to ask what*

"I am not 'Rin'. I am her robotic side... He'd helped. And there is nothing I couldn't have forgotten about you, all of your data is in the archive's..." Rin-- or in this case, the robot-- tilted its head. "But, for your amusement, I guess I shall ask. 'What have I forgotten'?"

Outside, Roger was layering the metal door with the help of his radio. It was foinf though, but not fast enough.

"Well I guess in this case you never really knew but. I just won the love of my life over. Nat is very special to me and I'm not letting her go that easily..."
*Cyan finally managed to pick the cuffs with her retractable sharp nails (Bet you forgot about those), then a tendril wrapped around Rin-bot and pulled her with force. Before Rin-bot knew it, she was hand cuffed and hog-tied with the rope that Cyan used for the Celtic knots, the gun was aimed at her and a tendril was wrapped arounf her throat*
"Just like you; I'm not completely human..."

"At this point, no one is completely human. You're not special, neither am I, or the next person." Rin said. Her face was neutral. "And that's a good thing. Humanity is slowly evolving into something else. Weeding out the bad until they aren't one hundred percent human. There are some species with potential, some that have none, and some that are too out of control to control... like yours."

"Can this thing hurry up already!?" Nat anxiously yelled behind the door. She watched as the laser slowly cut through the door. "It's taking it's sweet-ass time! We need to get rhough before we find one of them dead."

"They just sound like they're chit-chating." Roger says nonchalantly. He had the laser on the highest speed it could go. It was barely cutting through still.

"Which is why your death needs to happen, followed by a couple more on this sub. Just two more."
Rin's arms snapped back, breaking the rope around her hands. She grabbed the tendril from her neck and yanked on it, pulling Cyan closer to her. When they were face ro face, she bashed her head against Cyan's three times and rips the tendril off.

"You're going to die. You don't have to make it more painful than it has to be." Rin said. She grabs Cyan by her throat and turns her head to face the door.
The door comes flying opened, forced by Natasha. Nat and Roger came running into the room. Roger shot a round of bullets at Rin with his pistol, but the bullet reflected onto the floor.

"What the hell!?" He was astounded.

Rin throws Cyan against the wall and charges at Roger. She darts at him, gaining incredible speed from a short distance. She rams her body into him, hitting him with the force of a moving car going 25mph. He gets sent back to the ground, gasping for air. It felt like his chest had been stomped on hard.

Natasha stares in horror.

*Cyan hopped onto Rin and locked her arms around her throat, not letting go for anything, Cyan's eyes were glowing*
"You thought I was done that fast? You were fncking wrong."
*Try as Rin may, Cyan was not letting go until Rin was either dead or turned off*
"Atleast I have more self control than you, ya' crazy dunce botch!"

Rin purposefully fell back, slamming Cyan to the floor and throwing her on top Cy. She then got up and stomped on Cyan. When she went for another one, her leg stopped mid air. Rin looked over at Natasha just as Nat quickly nudged her head to the right. Rin went flying up against the wall.

"Traitors and scums," Rin gets up, but is slammed back down again. Natasha rushes over to Cyan helping her up. Just as she was about to get on her knees, Rin held up her finger. Her finger dislodged from the palm of her hand, launching itself at Natasha eye.

"Sh*t!" Nat yelps, losing control over Rin. Rin gets up, she was sweating. She kneed Natasha in her stomach and throws her to over the bed to the other side.

In the mist of this battle, Lucielle wa in her roo. She had stolen her headphones back from her father since he wa preoccupied. She was blasting heavy metal, unaware of what was happened down the hall.
Ignorance is bliss.

*Cyan's golden deagle went off afew times, puncturing vital parts in the robotic side of rin but leaving the human side alone, Cyan got up and grabbed Rin by the throat, then put another buller the the robotic side of her head, shutting it down and paralyzing Rin until further notice is given on the situation*

"Not a very good idea to fnck with a killer demi-demon..."

((I MIGHT be getting on discord soon))

((Saw your recent message on discord. I won't be able to get onto discord until 6pm or 7pm est.))

Rin falls to the ground, unable to move. Her fingers on her robotic arm detached themselves and start to attack Cyan, jabbing her on her sides. They were small, but oddly packed a bunch.
"I wouldn't want to shut me down if I were you! Shut me down, and I'll shut down Rin's vital organs one by one. It'll be a slow and painful death." Rin screamed, grunting as she tries to get up. She bent her back and let's out a banshee scream.
A few second later, Lucielle popped her head into the room.
"What the hell are you guys watching?! An exorcism or something--"she stopped when she saw what happened around her. "My gosh."

Natasha gets up, and stares at her sisters body who was still yelling.

"Then it's a required death to bare... I know the organization has not requested termanation on me, I'm one of their best soliders and they never knew about my abillity. Stop being a d!ck or Lena's death will not be in vain... I'm not letting go that easily... I know you're either malfuntioning, you've become sentient, or Lena has just gotten jealous that Nat loves someone other than Rin."
(Not in an in/cest way)
*Cyan grabbed all the fingers and put them back on Rinbot*

Might wanna start on cont.12))