Rin breaks out into a smile, grinning ear from ear.

"You're wrong. How else would the organization know if it had spies? All of your communicators have been tapped the moment you got them." Rin giggles.

"You've been working here for YEARS and you simpletons haven't had a clue all along!" She continued laughing until her face turned back to neutral. There was no transition moment. Her light-hearted face just disappeared in a blink of an eye, and was replaced by a lifeless expression.

"I have a motivation, I have dreams, I have feelings, I have weaknesses. So, you are at least right about one thing. Yes, I am sentient, but that's pretty obvious. The reason? Her." Rin answered, referring to Lena.
"She adores you..." Rin looks up at Natasha, who was still holding her eye. It was bleeding out. Her pupil had been damaged harshly from the flying finger.
"She loves you... But you're hurting her. You've always hurt her, whether it was directly or indirectly." Rin eye brows raised. She crookedly got up, sitting on her knees. Her arm was bent.
"What the hell are you talking about?" Natasha winced, still holding her eye. She waited for an answer but, the robot just stared at her.

"O V E R R I D E ." Rin says. The mechanical eye goes black. The power of it shuts off. Natasha watched as her sister's face go from surprised-- shaking, looking around the room-- to agony. Lena covers her mouth with her mechanical hand, and turns onto her side with what little energy she had. A sharp sting ran up her spine and her arm as. The room started spinning, making her head throb.

*Cyan grabbed Rin and used her healing reversal ability, revesring all the damage done to Rin and Lena within the last 20 minutes*
"Tell Nat what she wants to know, Rin."

*Suddenly Cyan got a sharp pain throughout her body, which is what Lena was feeling. feeling pain where the person, Cyan healed, was having was a normal effect from that ability and it only lasted roughly 10 seconds*

Lena was still sweating. She was shivering on the ground. The mechanical eye refused to come on. Nothing seemed to bring the robot back on.
Natasha ignored her eye. She runs over to Lena and gets down on her level. "Lena, are you ok!" She asked, frantically looking at the reversed damaged. The only bruises that remained was from when they found her.
Lena's eye lids fluttered, and her eyes rolled to the back of her head. She was still shuddering, and red all over. "She's having a high fever... Maybe a symptom of shock.
"Seriously, is anyone going to tell me what's going on here!?" Lucielle sounded worried. She had just come with the battle was over.

"Luci, go check on Roger please. Cyan, are you alright?" Natasha requests, and off Lucielle went.

*Cyan lifts her tank-top and sees bruises and afew holes in her abdomen from the robot fingers in her abdomen*
Yeah, I'm fine, what a way to wake up...
*Cyan then grabbed Natasha and did the same 20 minute reversal heal, though Cyan felt the eye pain for afew seconds*
"Maybe you can have me wake up tomorrow cuffed to the bed without a gun to my face... maybe something sexier"
*Cyan joked and giggled*

"I guess I can make something like that happen to tomorrow... Bonus points if you have a bustier in that closet of yours--"
"OH MY GOSH! Save your f*cking flirtaous, kinky- @ss ideas to yourself!" Lucielle yells. She stood and collects herself for a moment. "Dad's not breathing."

"My god!" Natasha gets up and runs out the room towards Roger.

*Cyan put a harddrive in Rin's head and transfered Rin's sentient AI to it, now enabling Lena to control the robot side all by herself, Cyan then put the hardrive in her pocket and walked out the door to where Roger was*
"Keep an eye on Lena, Lucielle..."

Lucielle watches over Lena, who was still on the ground unconcious by this point.
"Roger?" Nat asked, taking a couple of quick steps foward when they got closer to him. She turned him over. He was slightly breathing. This breathes were quick and raspy.

Roger, when turned over, stared into Natasha's emerald eyes.
"Dad?!" He heard her, he saw Lucielle. There was fear in his eyes when Natasha saw them again. Roger held his side.

"He's nearly blue in the face, I think he has a collasped lung." Natasha says to Cyan. "We're lucky he didn't fo into shock either... Cyan, can you help me kove him to the medical room carefully? I want to check his vitals."

Lucielle sat on the bed. She stared at Lena, who was hallucinating from her high fever. She babbled on about the world before the war. At first, her sentences made sense, then Luci lost her when she started talk about hoe plastic flamingos were behind most space government operations.

*Cyan grabbed Roger and gently threw him over her shoulder, walking to the medical bay and carefully placing him on a bed*

"How the hell did he get a pneumothorax?"

((Okay))

"Remember when Rin rammed herself into Roger? She was going pretty fast for the little bit of distance she traveled." Natasha walked over to a breathing mask. She started to hook it up to Roger's face.
"It may have simulated getting hit by a car. 30 miles can kill a person... in the right circumstances..."

"Well, that seems right I guess..."
*Cyan sat down on the couch next to the MedBed*

"Keep an eye on Roger please. I'm going to go check back on Lena. I have to make sure she's ok." Natasha walked out our the medbay.
Roger was laying on the medbay, clutching onto the breathing mask. He squeezes his eyes shut, trying to block out the panging in his chest.

*Cyan did as she was told and watched over Roger until Natasha came back, or called Cyan's name*

When Natash returned to their room, she saw Lena standing up. Lucielle was in front of her, trying to get her to sit down.

"Lena? What are you doing?" Natasha walks over Lena. Her sister stood idly, swaying back and forth.

*Cyan just silently watched over Roger*

Please, don't be offline already))

((Nope, still online. Colors just didn't save my response. Or maybe I didn't hit the add comment bottom. Whatever, I'll just add it again))

"Lena, you need to sit down. You're running a fever." Natasha tried to make Lena sit down, but her sister pushes her away.
"What happened to Quippip?" Lena asked. Her speech was slurred. She fell onto the bed, making Nat a little antsy.

"I'm sorry?" Nat replies, looking at her sister.

"Quippip?! Why did you deactivate him!?" Lena gets up. She shoves Natasha with her weight when getting up. Nat stumbles back a bit. She looked from her sister to Lucielle and nudges her head to the door. Lucielle scrambles our the room with the music from the headphones around her neck following her.

"He was trying to kill us. He was using you," Natasha explained.

"/Using me?/ Like you always ha--" Lena falls back into the floor. Nat kneels beside her. She felt Lena's head. She was still burning up. She needed to cool her down.
Nat tries to pick her sister up, but she can't. So, she used an alternative: she grabs Lena's ankles and started to drag her out the door.

*Cyan walked over and picked Lena up, putting her on a medical bed and then sighing annoyed*

AAAHHH))

((Sorry, I'm doing something right now ^^"))

Lena pushes Cyan away, trying to sit up. Natasha goes in front if Cyan, setting her sister back down. "Rest, you need rest." Natasha laid Lena down all the way. Her sister glared at her before falling back asleep. She was exhausted from the fight.
After that, Natasha walks our of the medical room with Cyan. She saw the the hallways were darker. Ir was night time. Or dusk. Either way, the day was ending.
"Cy, did you deactivate Quippip?" Nat asks.

*Cyan pulls out the harddrive*
"I am going to transfer the AI to a laptop until I can take it's corruption out... She's not getting it back until then..."

"That's fine... I just wanted to find our what happened to it..." Natasha pulls her hair behind her hair.
"Quipipp... She made the robot herself when we kids out of scraps. He used to have a body." Natasha smiles at the memory. "He looked like a metallic squirtle with no tail. Lena has been always bright..." Natasha turns to Cyan. "It means a lot to her."
Lucielle walks over to her father. "Father...?"she said. Roger was in his side, facing his daughter. He half smiled, still struggling to breathe. The oxygen mask was helping a bit, but not that much.

Lucielle takes the headohienes from around her neck. She lowers the volume and puts it to Roger's ear. He listens as she sits down next to him on the floor. The two states in silence as heavy metal players in the background.

"Lena... I have Quipipp on this hardrive, I am going to edit malicious software out of it and then return it to you, it will still be as helpful to you, but it will not display evil sentience like it did while you were uncoucious."

Natasha looked at Cyan, and than back to Cyan. Lena was breathing slowly. Her eyes were closed.
"Well, it appears she's asleep," Natasha chuckled half heartedly.

*Cyan giggled and sighed, stuffing the USB into her pocket*
"Getting pretty late huh? You want to stay in here with your sister for the night or are you gonna come cuddle with me for the night?"

"I'm going to stay here for the night... I can't just leave Lena. Not right now." Natasha sighs. She leans in for a hug, and kisses Cyan's cheek. She then about faces and goes back inside the medbay room.
Lucielle walks out. She has left the headphone with her father. She had her head lowered. She looked upset. Lucielle walked away to her room, where Frodo was still hiding. She closes the door softiy.

*Cyan smiled and walked back to the bedroom, shutting the door behind her. Since Cyan was alone for the night, she got completely naked and slept that way, but she immediately was depressed again. Whatever, it was only one night... Cyan just didn't think about it and fell asleep*

((Time Skip?))

((Sure))

*Cyan woke up (cuffed to the bed?) and was surprised, but everything from the chest down was still covered with the bedsheets, (the closet was open aswell?) and Cyan just waited for a while*

((I'm still online))

Oh, I thought you passed out XD))

Lena was in the room. She was tearing through the clothes of the wardrobe, piece by piece, looking for something to wear.
"Oh, you're awake..." she said, nothing eyeing Cyan. She sounded bored when she said it. Lena had cuffed Cyan to the bed half an hour ago.

"Don't freak out about the cuffs... I'll take them off, in a minute or so. Nat said I could look for some clothes in here..." Lena kept searching.

((Nice slip out of that situation, I gotta give you props for that))

*Cyan sighed*
"And I'm cuffed to the bed why? You could've just woke me and asked..."

((Thx. I was saving that scene you were coming up with for the end of the current day tbh.))

Lena nods her head slowly. "I could've..." Was all she said." She threw another outfit onto the end of the bed when Natasha walked in holding a mug of morning tea.
"Lena! What is this mess!?" Natasha scolded, looking at shirts and skirts that had been carelessly thrown on the floor. She looks behind her to see Cyan cuffed.
"Ans why is Cyan-- Lena, uncuff her!" Natasha continues, putting her hands on her hips. Lena shakes her head. "I'll be done in a minute and then I'll uncuff her. I don't trust her." Lena declined, still looking for something to wear.
"She is a comrade."

"So?" Lena says, pulling out overalls, undergarments, and an undershirt. She walks over to Cyan and uncuffs her.
"There, I kept my word..." she takes the cuffs. As she opens the door, she looks at Cyan. "Oh, and Cyan, J really hope you don't plan on walking out and about in your birthday suit. Pur some clothes on." She says.
"She-she's naked?" Natasha's face turns bright red.
"Yeah... don't do anything freaky you two." Lena gives a look at Cy and leave the room.

"Yeah yeah, fnck you too! Your sister paranoid or something? Think I'm gonna fnck you so hard you rip into pieces? Oooooh!"
*Cyan said mockingly, while rubbing her wrists. Cyan sat up and gravity revealed her shoulder-boulders to Natasha. Cyan looked down with her head in her hand, sighing with having woke up weirdly for the 3rd day in a row*

"She also cuffed me way to tight... If those cuffs are tight again there better be sexual pain on me involved"

Natasha sort of yelped, looking away basfully when she saw Cyan's cheat. Nat shifted her eyes, shielding them.
"I'm just going to get this places tidied up and make my way out..." Natasha stutters. She picks up a shirt and a pair of pants putting them back into the wardrobe.

Natasha looked slightly uncomfortable by Cyan's comment. She continues picking up the clothes

"Natasha, you don't have to be bashful about this... We're together and you know that at some point we're eventually going to see eachother naked... You're fine looking at a pair of chest-mountains... you have the same thing on your body..."

"Also, just don't think to deeply about the sexual pain performed on me... I'm abit of a masochist sometimes..."

"Third fncking morning..."
*Cyan sighed and pointed at the closet*
"If you don't want to see more of my body being exposed, could ya please get me a tank-top and some shorts or something?"

"I know, it's not that-- actually, it's partially that-- I just..." Natasha starts, but she looks away. She looked tensed. When she couldn't get the words out, she shakes her head in frustration.

"I don't know how to explain it-- I'm just like this in new relationships, I'm..." She runs her hand through her hair.
"Maybe I'm still just high strung by what's been happening for the past couple of days..." Her voice becomes lower.

*This time Cyan's Irish accent was abit more obvious in her frusterated and annoyed tone*

"Sure, Cyan..." Natasha's face turned redder. Not from embarrassment, but from shame. She walks over to the closet, and picks out brown shorts and a white tank top for Cyan. She folds them as she makes her way to the bed, and sets them on the edge.
She opens her mouth to say something, but then leaves the room.

In the kitchen, Lucielle was looking out the window out the sub. She only remembered her toast when she smelled something burning in the toaster. By the time she went to retrieve part of her breakfast, she was too late. It had been burnt to a crisp.

"Sh!t!" She muttered, stomping towards it. She drops it onto her plate anyways, trying to butter it. Natasha walks passed her, holding her curls in her hand with a loose grip. She wanted to pull on it, but she restrains herself and lowers her hands to her sides.
"How is your father?" Natasha asks Lucielle. Roger had been in the medbay all night. Nat had kept watch of him and her sister in the dark. Lucielle shrugs. "He's getting... Better? It's hard to tell..."

Nat nods her head.
Lena was not present in the room.

*Cyan put it all on and got up, then immediately went to find Natasha. When she did she wrapped her arms atound Natasha in a revers hug and put her head down on Natasha's neck*
"I'm sorry for being an asshat..."

I meant shoulder, not neck))

Natasha stood there for a second before turning around and hugging Cyan. "It's fine... I should've been more understanding..." She apologized.
Lucielle gets up from the table and heads towards the medbay. In there, she finds Roger. He was sleeping, probably from exhaustion. She observed his breathing patterns. Still ragged, but somewhat normal. His vitals on the screen however, they showed his heart beat was irregular sometimes. She sat down next her father's bed. Lena was not in this room either.

*Cyan then went to go find Lena, when she did, Lena was in the extra bedroom that was kinda small, Cyan walked in and shut the door behind her, then locked it and sat down on the bed next to Lena*
"Why don't you like me and/or trust me?"

Unless Lena was somewhere else?))

Lena immediately got up from the bed when Cyan sat down. She backed into the corner.
"Well, hello to you too. So glad you knocked before you came in," Lena sarcastically greeted Cyan. She paused.
"I have my reasons as to why I don't like you... And I'd like to keep them to myself."

"And I have full right to know concidering I alerted your sister that you were in danger, went to your base to find you, and risked my life and flesh helping Natasha get you out of there, not only that but I've been in the organization for a decade and I AM YOUR COMERADE. Now, spill..."

"I have no weapons on me..."
*Cyan lifted her top slightly and also turned out her pockets*
"...And I'm not pissed enough to care about using my quirk. I'm not gonna hurt my girlfriend's sister..."

"Ok, you're not going to attack me. And yeah, you're my comrade, but so were those men who chained me up and beat the living cr.ap out of me for hours, demanding answers I didn't have1 I was scared, and helpless back there. I swore I was going to die!" She inhaled sharply, clenching her fists.
"Ten years of dealing their bull landed me tied up with metal in my flesh and hours of torture--It was only four hours, but it felt like an eternity!... Pain makes everything seem longer than it really is." She walks over to the door and looks back at Cyan.
"I'm happy, I thankful, I am forever in your debt after you've risked your life saved me and kept my sister safe from harm but... I don't know you like that. Just because we've been comrades for a decade, because we've protected humanity together doesn't make us buddy-buddy. And just because you're dating my sister doesn't either."

Lena puts her hand on the knob, getting ready to leave.

Bruh, I'm dead XD, one of my friends just poked me in the face and asked "Y u b so weird?" before leaving my dorm and I simply replied "YES."))

*Cyan sighed*
"You're not the only one who was tortured like that by the organization, I got the same treatment except I was 7..."
*Cyan pointed out the 3 circular holes in each arm covered by many knife scars from cutting all around her arm*

"Why do you think that over the years we fought together I was devoid of any emotion?"

((XD lol!))

"They killed my father and tortured me because I didn't know how to completely control my ability, I was kept in a dark chamber for 5 months and when I so much as showed emotion around anyone they tookme into 'the back room' and beat me again, so I just forgot how to express emotion... until I met Natasha..."

Lena's eyes remains unmoved by the sighting of the marks.

"I'm sorry that happened to you, but I was not using my suffering as an excuse. I am simply... Upset it happened. Humanity is fighting a war for peace, yet they contempt for those beneath them, even those in their race."

"Just leave me alone please..."

Lena opens the door and leaves the room.

"Fncking excuse?..."
*Cyan sighed and walked out of the room and back into Cyan's bedroom, shutting the door with a slightly noticable slam*

Natasha heard the slam as her sister entered the kitchen. Already, Natasha was frowning. She puts her mug down and looks over in Lena's direction.
"What did you say to Cy, Lena?" Natasha spoke sternly. Lena rolled her eyes.
"I asked her to leave me alone." She answered, walking towards the cabinets.
"What did you /really/ tell her?" Natasha pressed on, walking in front of her sister. Lena raised an eye brow. "I told her I don't use my suffering as an excuse... And now that I think about it, I may have implied that she shouldn't either. But that's not what I meant." Lena tells Natasha.

Nat shakes her head. "Whether you meant it or not Lena, you don't just tell people that. They're agony may be reason how the act in certain scenarios. Why would you tell her that?!"

"She approached me..." Lena explained. "And the conversation led it."
Natasha leaves the room. She power walks to the room she and Cyan share and knocks on the door.
"Cyan?" She called, knocking again.

"Come in"
*Cyan said in a low, depressed voice.*

Natasha enters the room. She sits down on the bed next to Cyan.
"Cy... I'm sorry my sister said that to you. She told me she told me she did mean it like that, she wasn't saying you're just using what happened to you as an excuse. She was talking about herself...." Natasha clarified. She looked compassionate, looking at Cyan with concern.

"Know that you have every reason to feel how you feel right now, or at any time. Your emotions matter, and they're ok to feel them." Natasha concluded. She lays her hand on Cyan's, trying to comfort her.

*Cyan was looking down. This was really the first time Natasha saw Cyan cry controllably.*
"It's just kinda fncked up, ya' know? I tell her about my father getting killed and she uses that line right after... there couldn't have been a worse time."

*Natasha noticed a few cuts on Cyan's wrist that were bleeding and the bloody knife in Cyan's other hand, gripped tightly*

"I sorry... That was wrong off her..." Natasha wraps her arms around Cyan, rocking her back and forth gently. "Shhhhh, it's okay." Natasha softly spoke, tenderly stroking Cyan's hair as she cried.

On the outside, Natasha was motherly, sweet, and understanding. On the inside, there was a fire of fury blazing, slightly rising. She would talk with Lena later, but for now, she would be there for her love.

Natasha notices Cyan's wrists and pulls back, shocked. She didn't feel the need to gag, or get scared by the sight. She got up from the bed and cupped her hands around Cyan's face.
"Don't do this to yourself. Don't cut yourself, please Cy. You shouldn't have to do that you, y-you sh-should have to that--" Natasha breaks down crying, weeping as she pulls Cyan closer to her tighter.

"I'm sorry for doing it again..."
*Cyan said as she threw the knife into a cork-board and covered her arm with her other hand*

*Cyan hugged Natasha with one hand, careful not to get blood on her*

"It's okay, it's okay. It's not your fault." Natasha sniffed, standing up. "I'm going to get your some bandages from the med bay, just stay here, and *PLEASE*... Don't do anything while I'm gone. Just sit there, I'll be back in less than a minute..." Natasha told Cyan, practically pleading. She was about to leave the room when she halted in her tracks. She took around and got the knife from the corkboard. She started out the room again, looking back at Cy before closing the door.

As Natasha went down the hall, she tried to wipe her tears, but they wouldn't go away. Along the way, she saw Lena. She was sitting in the kitchen. She then looked up and got out of her seat. Nat started to walk faster, stomping down the hall, but Lena caught up.
"Natasha, how is she?" Lena asked, then looked down at the knife and than to Natasha.
"Nat, why are you holding a knife? And why is it covered in blood..?What happened?" Lena raised her eye brows, yet there was still no expression in her face. "Did *I* cause this?" Lena points to the knife.
Natasha just stares at Lena, than to the knife. Fighting her violent tendencies, Nat spat, "Thanks for hurting yet *another* person I love." She left for the medbay, leaving Lena behind.

"Natasha, what's wrong?" Lucielle questions. Natasha fumbles with the medkit, not minding Luci that much.
"Cyan had a little 'accident'. I'm just getting her some bandages." Natasha implied, but she knew Lucielle wouldn't get it.
Cutting, death, self harm. Lucielle never learned it, it was one of the things Roger had forbidden her to tell his daughter. As a close friend, she had kept her promise.
He would tell her when she was ready.
Not now.
She starts back down the hall to Cyan and her room. She opens the door.
"I'm back." Her voice sounded harsh.

Sorry, I blacked out for a minute))

"I'm still here and alive..."
*Cyan said jokingly though that probably wasn't the best word choice*

"Glad to hear that..." Natasha replied, half smiling. She opens the med kit and takes out a roll of bandages. She starts to wrap around Cyan's wrists and up to her arm, taking her time.
Natasha wrapped them tightly. Her brows were furrowed. She was thinking about something concerning her sister.
"Alright, all done here..." she connect the two velcro ends of the bandage and smiles a bit.

*Cyan also smiled, pulling her girlfriend in for a kiss*
"I'm sorry... I just had a moment of pain I needed to release..."

"Well, when you need a moment to release that pain, how about you find an alternative. Instead of cutting, try putting dash lines on your skin using a washable marker or a sharpie. It helped my aunt when she's going through hard times. It might just work for you." Natasba suggested. She kisses Cyan, grinning.

Lena walks into the medbay to see Lucielle sitting down, leaning against the bed Roger laid on.
"What is his status?" Lena wilkes over to Roger, checking his vitals.
"Uh, his heart beat sometimes take a little while to pump. He's been breathing weirdly and he's complaining about pain in his sides." Lucielle answers, standing up.
"All common sides of Pneumothorax. He needs fluids." Lena says, rolling the IV pole to the side of the hospital bed.

"Common sides of what?" Lucielle asks, but Lena didn't explain. She goes to the cabinets if the tok and searches until she finds a fluids bag. Then she hooks it up to the IV and picks up the needle.

"Roger?" Lena said, her voice was emotionless. Roger's eyes widen, but she holds him down before he can react. Roger tries to push her off of him, but he was too weak and in too much pain to do so.

"Roger. I need you to let me administer the needle. You need fluids to help heal yourself." Lena was still holding thr needle, staring down at Roger.
"How do I know you're not going to go all psycho in me? You're the reason why I'm like to begin with, too." Roger coughed, clutching onto his side again.

"Quippip-- my robot-- caused me to behave like that. He is not in my program in the moment." Lena tried to use the needle on Roger. Roger pulls away, even though it caused him only more pain.

"How do I know that you personally don't have a motive to kill me?" Roger continued on.
"If I did, I would have sat on your chest and watch you slowly suffocate while I mock your marriage life, rank, your parenting skills, and compare your worthless, pitiful life as a living creature to the insects that crawl beneath our feet on this planet... But I haven't done any of that, now, have I? You're still here, and your daughter is still breathing." Lena pushes Roger's hand away, adding a warm smile. She then starts to administer the fluids.

Lena and Roger both look over at Lucielle who was already backing out of the room. She was holding her headphones to her chest, watching Lena with fear in his eyes. She eventually ran off, wasting no time to get away.

"Well... that's sadistic..." Roger looked off in the other direction.
"I don't mean to come off as callous. I was answering truthfully..." Lena finished with the needle and deposited it into the waste basket.
"I'll go talk to Luci and apologize for scaring her--"
"Don't, you're already creeped her out. Give her some space." Roger keeps watching Lena as she nods and walks out the room. She closes the door softly, baffled as to what made her creepy.

She was just be honest.
A bit too honest perhaps.

*Cyan stood up and walked out of the room with Natasha and as soon as Lena saw Cyan's wrist her reaction was: (???)*

Lena stared blankly at Cyan's bandages wrist for a second.
She just stared, not moving a muscle. She didn't react, she looked like she was studying it.

After a few seconds, she looks to Cyan's face.

"There you are Cyan... I would like to apologize for my actions my words that have caused you to harm yourself. Given your past, and the way how my sentence was worded, I can understand how you would take the message..." she stops, thinking about her words.
"I would like you to know that there as a miscommunication. When I said I wasn't using my suffering as an excuse, I was specifically referring to MY past. Not yours..." Lena's eyes widens. "Not to say that your past and your problems is less important than mine--I hope I haven't just caused another miscommunication... I just want to say I'm sorry... And I mean it sincerely... And it won't happen again." Lena nods her head to Cyan, forcing a smile before she started dien the hallway.

((I feel like I worded that weird, or I didn't include what Lena was apologizing for. She's

--apologzing for having Cyan think she used her past as an excuse. What Lena was trying to say SHE doesn't like using her past as an excuse or reason for her behavior in certain scenarios. She wasn't saying Cysn was, which was the miscommunication))

*Cyan smiled and nodded*
"Thank you for the apology, it has been accepted. I hope no other miscommunications like this happen for the time being"
*Cyan said as Lena continued down the hall*

((Did you just send me a message/ spam message of discord shutting down?))

Lena turned around, walking backwards for a bit. "Glad to hear that. See you around!" She then left the room
Natasha looked pleased with the apology, but still couldn't helo feeling angry with Lena still.

*Cyan hugged Natasha yet again and smiled*
"See? I'm not always and asshole."
*Cyan said giggling jokingly as she kissed Natasha*

"I know, sometimes you really are." Natasha's face was serious. Then she smiled and laughed. "Kidding!" She kisses Cyan, pulling her closely to her.

*Cyan laughed and walked over to the livingroom couch.*
"Well, you go do whatever you need to do. I'm gonna chill out for awhile..."
*Cyan then looked at the livingroom TV and saw a hole*
"...Fuck, I forgot that I punched through that..."

"I forgot to remind you about that dearie. Perhaps you can use the TV in Roger's room since he's not going to be in there for quite some time... speaking of which, I should check on him." Natasha demings the door opened and swings it closed.

When she found Roger, he was coughing. There was an IV pole next to him.

"Roger, who gave you fluids?" Natasha asks. Roger opens his mouth to speak, but he only groans in pain and coughs.
"We're going to eventually have to perform surgery on you and inflate your lung. Have you eaten anything today?" Natasha inquired, leaning over so she could hest him better.
"Not hungry..." Roger wheezed. He closes his eyes again. His face was rosemary pink.

"Alright... but you'll have to eat soon... Get some rest, I'll be back soon." Natasha walks back over to the door. She leaves the room and strolls back down the hall to her sns Cyan's room.

"Frodo, do you have a family of your own?!" Lucielle asked Frodo, who had finally revealed himself from underneath the bed. He nuzzled Lucielle's leg as she sat on the floor next to him. She wasn't listening to music anymore.

Frodo hisses excitedly, hoping around. Lucielle laughs a bit.

*Cyan was already in the bedroom by the time Nat got back, watching TV*
"Hey, can I have my knife back? It's kinda my giant-ass Rambo knife that I've had for years..."

Natasha was hesitate. She slowly moves towards the wardrobe, looking fors something.
"I don't think I should give you that back yet, especially after what just happened... Can you wait one more day before I give it back to you? I want to make sure you're in the right mindset..." Natasha cautioned, still pushing the clothes aside.

"Yeah I guess I can."
*Cyan continued silently watching TV*

Natasha felt relieved. Whwn she loves back directly into the wardrobe, she stopped. It seems like she had found what's ahead looking for. She moves the outfit to the back, and then closes the door shut.
"I'm going to go take a shower." Natasha says going into the bathroom with two towels, shorts, and a shirt she had found. The water turned after a few seconds

Lena was in the small room. She was sitting down, staring at the clothes she had taken from Cyan and Natasha's earlier. In her lap was dsrk blue overalls and a lime green shirt to go over it She was going to get changes, bu she kept focusing at the overalls. They remembered her of the farm and everything on it. The green pastures came into herbed, the horses she had rode with Nat when they were kids. She could close her eyes and see the mental imagery in front of her, as if she was there.

She watched as the animals came to life in the memory of her childhood. The dirt path underneath her feet had been lifted into the air, and the leaves were falling. It was autumn and she was back on the farm.
She heard something behind her and the image of the farm disappeared. Lena opened her eyes all the way, shaking away the memory. She knee something bad happened that day, and she didn't want to remember it now.

The woman pulled the straps onto her shoulders and buttoned up the sides. A piece of home was on her, and that comforted her.

*Cyan got bored and sighed, she walked up to the bathroom door and knocked acouple of times*
(Cyan is going to make somewhat of an advancment but she just wants to get clean so...)
"Hey Natasha? Mind if I join you in there?"

((Also, You might wanna start the 13th continuatuon))

((Can we continue in discord? I don't gave my 3ds on me tight now)

I don't have my laptop right now, you could make a new one on your phone or I can continue here as long as I can))

Yeah, that's all I can do, or I could make the 13th continuation))

(Can you make the 13th continuation?)

((I'm going to be our for a couple of days I'll have no time to make it))

Yeah, Ig))

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((Hey, idk if you passed out but I responded on my RP, be sure to check it once in a while))