((description-- lol, that's fine))

"Well, that's great. To get nanobots should be a choice, not a mandatory decision made by the Gov't." Natasha replies. Roger felt indifferent but, he kept his opinion to himself.

"Well, I hope you enjoy your breakfast." Ans with that, Natasha took off in the opposite direction.

Lena hold the flash drive in her hand. She was glad to have Quippip but she couldn't merge with her virtual friend just yet. She needed to find our why he had her attack. It was a no brainer those men had something to do with the event, but /what/ did they do?
In her vision, every newa article about the organization in the last five years was brought up. Even articles that were published a couple of days ago. Lena mentally swiped them out the way, newspapers and magazines flew to the side disappearing into the virtual void. She was looking for specific news, anything about conspiracy, disappearance, where the superior's were. She kept looking until she found one article with the headline: '5228 vanished: Hiding in plain sight? Behind the attacks?.... Top ten ways proven to defeat Evos on page six. Nunber 4 will shock you!'

"Hey Cyan..." Lucielle climbed up onto the couch. In the distance, her plate was still in the exact spot she had left it at. She hadn't touched her food.

"Hey Luci..."
*Cyan looked at the child as she climbed up onto the couch. Cyan didn't really take too much attention into Luci's food*

Lucielle sits down and once she was comfortable, she said, "do you think Lena is weird?" She cutting right to the chase. Natasha was still walking down the hallway, humming still.

"No, Lena isn't weird... She just got rescued from her torturouse base... Just don't say anything like that around her... She just doesn't trust anyone completely right now."

"Tortuous base!?" Lucielle exclaims. This was news to her. "When was this? Why was she tortured!?" Lucielle started to understand her behavior now, if only she had been told sooner.
"Do all people who are tortured act like her?" Lycielle continues to ask questions a mile per minute until Natasha walks in.

"I thought she was injured from fighting those zombie guys, I didn't know she was tortured!" Luci continues.
Natasha walked in, looking a bit unsettled. Lycielle had been so loud Nat was able to hear what she said while coming down the hall. The image of her sister chained up and battered down to a bloody pulp came back up into her head. She shook it away and say down on a nearby couch.

*Cyan covered Lucielle's mouth as she grabbed her head.*
"Honestly... Shut. The hell. Up. You really ask too many questions and IT'S PERSONAL so stop fncking yelling..."

Lucielle yanks Cyan's hand off of her mouth. "But shouldn't we be talking to Lena about something like that? It's good to talk about feelings, especially after something like that!" Lucielle says, continuing to shout. She disregarded Cyan's statement.
"Luci. Not everything should be talked about. You should wait until the person opens up and talks about it. It's all about patience." Natasha spoke up. "She needs some personal time. If it becomes too much for her to handle, then that's when we'll intervene."
"But she's just sitting there suggerinf in silence. Why does she need personal time? Why don't we just help her now?! Who even even did rhr torturing to her and why--" Lucieole continues on. As annoying as she was, she was genuinely considered.

*Cyan pinched a nerve on the back of Luci's neck, quickly making Luci fall asleep for afew hours*
"As much as I wanted to strangle her I went with the alternative, so don't yell at me for it..."
*Cyan then picked Lucielle up and held her as Luci's head rested on Cyan's shoulder. Cyan walked back to Luci's room and carefully layed her down in bed, covering her up and tucking her in as they were below sea-level and it was pretty chilly in the metal canister that was Cyan's submarine*

comments. She sort of laughed to herself about Cyan's method of taking Luci out like that, but as long as the child was fine, she guessed it was ok. Natasha got up and followed them into Lucielle's room.
Lucielle lays in her bed, knocked out peacefully. Anyone who was present at the scene would surely be fooled into believing she had fallen asleep from being tired.

"Is this what you resort to when kids are inquisitive?" Natasha asks, hugging her from behind.

"No, I usually just strangle the little fnckers..."
*Cyan giggled jokingly and turned around, hugging and kissing Natasha*

"Well, I guess adoption's out the question until you can control yourself." Natasha jokes, kissing Cyan back. Just before anything could advance, there was. a knock on the frame of the doorway.
Natasha turned around to see Riger standing in the doorway. He was wearing the mobile breathing mask.
"Am I interrupting something?" Roger laughed, looking over at Lucielle. "Luci's asleep?"
"Yup!" Natasha says, wrapping her arm around Cyan in a half hug.
Behind Roger, Lena can be seen briskly past by. She doesn't stop to see what's happening.

"So, why are you up Roger? Don't you feel like you need to rest a bit more?" Natasha tilts her head. Her hand went on her hip.
"That's all I've been doing... besides playing some lonely solitaire... It's boring." Roger explains, and kept on his way. "Luci never falls asleep. Why was she tired now?"

*Cyan giggled and kissed Natasha once again*
"Well I know that feeling, Roger. After all, it was basically my whole life before this cutie came into it!"

Oh Cy, stop it!" Natasha grinned her dimples rose as she did so. She held her girlfriend in her arms, tightly, not wanting to let go anytime soon.
"Cute," Roger gave a lop-sided smile to the couple and walked our rhe room. He would talk to his daughter later.

Down the hall Roger went, having to stop for short breaths sometimes. He started to get used to walking when he got to Lena's room he knocked on the door, not expecting it to open slightly. He peeked inside and saw she wasn't there. Her sheets had been neatly folded against the wall in a little corner on her bes, and her closet door was opened. There was nothing in it. The cramped bathroom to the left had it's light on, and water could be heard rushing from inside.
"Lena?" He called, knocking in the door.
There was shuffling, followed by a frantic reply of, "I'm in here--ouch!" Lena says.
"Are you ok?" Roger asked, walking to the door. "Are you hurt or somethin'?"
When Lena heard him approach the door, she shouted thr first thing that came to her mind. "It's that time of the month again!"

"Eh, what!?"

"Do not come in, I'm on my period-- It's a m-mess in here!" She lied, her cheeks brightens up. Whether it was a lie or nor, it was still embarrassing.toger felt queasy and backed away from the door.
"Ok... Uh, good luck with that." He walked our of the room, to Lena's relief. She was really trending to her arm still.

*Cyan swept Nat off her feet carrying her out of Luci's room, she took Nat to their bedroom and layed her on the bed then sat down next to her*

(XD Yep, I know that feeling, just that time of the month!)

((Ugh, the worst time of the month))

Natasha sat on the bes with Cyan. She interlocked fi gers with her, happy as can be. She didn't say anything, she just enjoyed the silence for a bit with her love.

Lena looked down at her arm after washing it off. To her dismay, the holes where the metal screws had been drilled into her skin were infected. She'd need medical attention. Lena slammed her first against the wall in frustration. The last time she had taken pills, she was a Guinea pig for an experiment. She wraps a new towel around her arm, disposing of the bloody one. She walked out of her room and started to head to the workshop room again.

*Cyan sighed happily, kissing Natasha. She then lied back and closed her eyes, thinking about something.*

"Something on your mind?" Natasha asks, lying back with Cyan. She laid on her side, resting her head on her arm. She looked over at Cyan, playing with her hair.
Lena closes the door, nothing bothering to lock it because the door knob had already fallen off a while ago. She pushes a couple of crates from the corner to the door. Then, she sort of stumbles over to the table and unwraps her arm, she was bleeding again.

She stared at it until she realized she didn't have Quippip installed into her at the moment. He usually gave her an analysis but without him, she was just as normal as any person.

Hesitantly, she grabbed the flash drive and held it to the side of her ear, knowing the risk of becoming violent like she had before. She sticks the flash drive through her ear, letting it upload it's files of Quippip. She waited in agitation. When the upload was done, there was nothing but silence.
"Quippip?" She asked.
'... Rin?' The program answered back, his voice sounded glitchy. Lena smiled. 'Rin, is that you!?' Her robotic eye, which she had no more control over twitched and looked down at her hands, scanning her finger prints. The metallic arm attached to her hugged her side. The program had taken control of half body.

"Quip, I need your help with something."

*Cyan stopped thinking and looked at Natasha, her un-natural coloured eyes glittering in the artificial light of the room*
"Yeah but I have 2-3 weeks to think about it since we aren't getting anywhere till then, so it's not important."
*Cyan kissed Natasha*

"Alright then, but if anything's troubling you, you can tell me." Natasha reminds her, snuggling up next to Cyan.

"Quippip, I need you to run an analysis on my arm." Lena requested, holding out her bloodied arm.
"Oh dear heavens! What did they do to you!?" In the corner of Lena's vision, she saw a blue bar appear, telling her Quippip's stress level had spiked up. Her had emotions just like any human.
"We can talk about that later. What I need you to do tight now is scan it please." Lena nudges towards her arm.

"Well, it's clearly infected--"
"/How/ much infected? Ugh, that doesn't even sound like a sentence... um, give me an analysis how how much infection has spread.... if that makes any sense." Lena restes her arm against the table now as her robotic companion inspected.
"Infection was caused by a zombie bite. Fatal if left untreated. Infection percent 83 percent." Quippip reports. "You need antibiotics."
"Forget it."

"What did you not understand about 'FATAL if left untreated?" Quippip remarked.
"Last time I took a pill, I--" Lena started, but her robotic hand covered her mouth. More accurately, Quippip covered her mouth.

"You ended up on the floor with convulsions, hives, and an inflamed esophagus. You nails turned black and you needed an amputation of your arm. For your troubles and uneasy state, I was implemented to aid you." Quippip interrupted. "But, this is not like last time. You're going this to save your life. Just try to find some antibiotics and rest." Lena shook her head in annoyance.

((Ooh sh!t, Cyan's power might come in handy!))

*Cyan smiled brightly while nodding, she seemed quite happy!*

((Handy with what?))

"You're cute when you smile...." Natasha yawned. She laid her head on the pillow next to Cyan and closed he eyes. She was still awake though.
"Lena, there's a difference between avoidance and stupidity. You. Will. Die. Do you want that?" Quippip pushed on, protesting her decision.
"I wanted that more than anything over twenty-four hours ago..." Her tone sounded grave. Quippip stayed silent for a second, thinking of what to say.
"Things will get better."
Lena rolled her eyes. "You're programmed to say that."
"Yes, and no... My manufacturers programmed me to say that. The people who gave you me, they didn't give a damn about your mental health." Quippip says, sounding oddly perky. It was simply his default voice.
"You don't say..."

((Handy with the bite, since Cyan is technically a demon from her power, that also makes her a partial vampire! Through my wier logic ofcourse))

*Cyan smiled and giggled, seeing Natasha all cute and cozy made her even happier, She kissed Nat's forehead and then put her head back to the pillow*

((What kind of demon is a vampire-- don't read that in a negative way. I'm genuinely curious. I've never heard of a demon-vampire hybrid. Pe eh aps it has something to do with the parents?)

Natasha had fallen asleep, dreaming peacefully about something from her past.
"Rin, you cannot just sit back and let this happen. You do know infections can enter your blood stream right?!" Quippip paused, remembering Lena didn't have any.
"Look, my point is, you'll die."

"Good chat Quippip," Lena says, already done with the conversation. She reaches for the button in the back of her head.
"Don't you dare put me on mute! Lena--" Quippip's voice disappeared and Lena could finally enjoy some peace and quiet.

((In my mind, vampires are a type of demon, that's all there is to it.))

*Cyan closed her eyes and fell asleep, Natasha still laying on her chest, Cyan didn't have any dreams, it was just pitch black. nothing else*

((I guess it makes sense :D))

((time skip? Also, I'm going to put the 15th continuation up later today so it'll already be up))

((Yes please! And okay!))

((Btw, just letting you know, I have to study for some upcoming exams, so replies will be a bit slow until Friday. After that, I'll be free more for a bit.))

Natasha had fallen asleep near Cyan, cuddled up next to her girlfriend, and dreaming about her life on the farm. It was nearly dusk. They had slept in the whole day. Speaking of day, they had been on the sub for nearly seven days ((honestly, i don't know if it's 7 or 8. Correct me if I'm wrong)).

Giggles and shrieks of excitement came from young Natasha has she remembered her father throwing her into her into the air and catching her. He pushes her on swings, read books, taught her the different parts of the brain. Every activity they had done together in her life had came back rushing. All was perfect, except for one thing: someone as missing. As hard as Natasha tried to remember in her dream who that person was, she couldn't. She was having too much fun, too much as on her mind, but so was that person. When she has awakened, she lurched back. Lucielle had been staring over her. She looked angry.
"Lucielle-?!" Natasha sat back up on the bed, her hand on her heart. "Why, you scared me!" Natasha let's out a nervous chuckle. Lucielle didn't look happy.
Lucielle squints her eyes, now glaring at Cyan.

*Cyan was still asleep but there was still no dream, just pitch black darkness, a void of nothing-ness. Cyan hadn't had a dream in a long time unless it was a nightmare... Suddenly Cyan's eyes opened and looked around the room before she sat up slowly. She rubbed her eyes staying silent, though her lack of sound or vocal reply was a side effect of her being able to wake up peacefully, Cyan wouldn't be able to talk for atleast 20 minutes, and her seemingly being unaware of her surroundings was also normal, Cyan knew exactly where she was though.*

((Alrighty, noted!))

"Is something the matter Lucielle?" Natasha asked. Lucielle stayed quiet for a minute, still staring at them. Then, quickly, she wacks both of them in the head, then crossing her arms.
"That's what you two get for karate chopping me to 'sleep'!" Lucielle huffed. "Not cool!"

*Cyan formed an obsidian glove over her hand and went to punch Luci, but stopped mere-inches from her face. Cyan took a deep breath, closing her eyes and pulling her hand away as the obsidian glove slowly dissipated into thin air, Cyan then sat back down against the headboard, grabbing her head in annoyance... Cyan still couldn't speak yet so she couldn't tell Luci never to do that again*

((How long will you be on tonight?))

Lucielle stomped away, not questioning why Cyan had stopped. Natasha walks over to Cyan, hugging her gently. "Is something wrong...?" Natasha asks. She pulls a strand p lock behind her ear.

Lena had been busy, splitting her time between the bedroom and the workshop. Pulling metal our her arm and fixing wires to trying to find anything they isn't a pill. All the while, Quippip warned her of the side effects. She knew he was right, but there was this familiar dread that shifted sns grew in her. She ignored him, blocking him our whenever she couldn't take it anymore.
Roge had tried to keep himself entertained by watching TV, but it seemed pointless to him. He could have played solitaire, but the game had become stale after awhile. He was bored our of his skull.

((Honestly, I'm just ready to crawl into my bee and pass out after such a long day... Sorry, gn...))

*Cyan slightly nodded, still holding her head in annoyance. She sighed and sat up, kissing Natasha and pulling her back onto the bed, hugging, cuddling, and kissing her girlfriend.*

((It's okay, goodnight!))

"Why are you so adorable...." Natasha comments. She was blushing at the moment.
"Say, Cy," Natasha starts, sitting up in the bed. "I never bothered to ask, but after this is all done... Do you want to go on a date...?"

*Cyan blushed brightly*
"Uh... yeah, I-I'd like that! Did you read my mind? I was thinking about where I could take you on a date after we got out of this."
*Cyan smiled brightly and Kissed Natasha once again.*

"Anywhere with you is fine, whether it be sinpleest locations like the beach, a night at the movies, to space, climbing Mount Everest... Any place is fine." Natasha then kisses back, wrapping her hand around Cyan's hand. She was feeling content for the moment.

*Cyan smiled brightly as she hugged her arms around Natasha and cuddled her*

"FATHER!?" Lucielle called, stomping off. She was rubbing her neck, still feeling an affliction after being 'chopped to sleep' as she puts it. She wandered the halls and went to the medbay. She didn't fine Roger there. She went to Roger's room. Roger wasn't there either.

"Father! Where are you!" Lucielle snapped, getting frustrated. She eventually found Roger in the control room. He was inspecting the communicator.

((Cyan pinched a nerve to make Luci 'sleep', not chopped her. There is no pain, but there is a slight uncomfortable feeling there at most))

((Oh, well I read that wrong completely. Let's pretend that I wrote the reason correct. Also, her storming into their and "chopping" will be for that reason. Sorry)

*Cyan closed her eyes again and yawned, she was still kinda tired. Cyan kissed Natasha once again, this time more passionately. It seemed like Cyan was abit lustful right now. Or just in need of a the warm embrace that Natasha's lips were*

((Sorry, that was pretty fncking cheesy but I guess I wanted Cyan to have abit if a romantically 'poetic'(?) action, if you get what I mean? Wait- >///< -not like that! XD))

((XD))
Natasha didntsee the kiss coming sns was taken aback when it did happen. She had been expecting Cyan to fall asleep halfway through their cuddle session. She kisses back, cupping her cheeks with her hand.

*Cyan continued the long passionate kiss with Natasha before they sudennly heard "Ew!" and jumped up*

Natasha jumps up from Cyan, pulling away instantly. She sat up in the bed to see Lena standing in the door way the same baby blue bloodied towel was wrapped around her human arm. She looked tired, and her hair was covered in mechanical oil from dealing with her robotic arm a bit.

The voice they had heard sounded like her, but it was robotic.

"Oh for god sake Lena... You know I'm dating your sister, you know we're quite passionate and happy with eachother, so you should know that our passion leads to making-out sometimes. And with the door left open it was inevitable that someone walked in on us, it was also bound yo hapoen for you to walk in on us someday. Don't scream 'Ew' like we're some volitile disgusting creature, though I technically am... just clear your throat next time..."

"That wasn't me..." Lena says calmly, showing little to not expression. She was tired from the blood lost she had been experiencing over the past few hours. Suddenly, she jerked forward, smiling politely towards Cyan. He-- still controlling Lena-- stuck his hand out to shake Cyan's hand.
"Wow, Agent Cyan, after viewing your archives, it is a pleasure to meet such a dexterous comrade in arm!" When Cyan took too long to shake his hand, he-- controlling Rin's robotic arm-- shook it with energy and excitement. "It is I, Quippip, the programming with the anomalies that you have fixed-- for the most part. I thank you for clearing the virus from my program, well most of them. Later, when I acquire my own personal metallic body to better show you my materialistic form, I shall demonstrate my gratitude with gifts. But for now, while my state is unpredictable and the risk of my state going abnormal remains incalculable, I will remain as part of Rin's programming until then!" Lena then jerked over to Natasha.
"My, my, Natasha! You have grown so much since I've last seen you in person five years ago, forty two minutes, six seconds and five milliseconds." Quippip hugging her in a bear hug.

Quippip pulls away, resuming his default stance-- feet pointing outwards, chest out, shoulders back, head facing straight, chin up and hands at his side.
"Nice to see you too Quippip," Natasha stuttered, looking away. She was happy to see an old family friend but, remembering he had saw an intimate moment was still on her mind. Natasha, to her relief, was not red in the face.
"Also, in case your wondering," Quippip turns to Cyan. "I only said 'ew' as a response to your kissing. That was also Lena's reaction to the activity too." Quippip kept smiling. On Lena's face, it looked utterly creepy.
"Wh- why ew?" Natasha says, looking a bit unsure of what his response would be.
"Intimacy is....to me, vile..." Quippip rolled his eyes, and continued with, "But I am programmed to say, 'let my opinion not affect your own. If it does, you may request to turn my opinion feature off at anytime with a communicator, command, or adapter. Please know commands are not compatible if an android or programming is connected to a human mind, for it would be against the human's right of freedom...'" Quippip frowned, but then returned to his usual, unsettling grin.

"Alright hold on. Quippip, give me a security run analysis, oh god... I sound like a rip-off of the 'Kawalski, anlalysis.' gag..."
*Cyan crossed her arms and waited for a response for her coomand*

Natasha snorted in the background as Lena faced away from Cyan. She looked straight ahead.
"Command has been received, does not infringe on human rights or harm human host..." Rin's eye flashes purple. The analysis was immediately done.
"Three analysis' were done. All said I am ninety-three percent functional. There may be occasional bugs, but I hope-hope-hope-hope-hope-hope..." Qiuppip did this for some time until he banged Lena's robotic arm against the wall as a reflex.
"As stated before, there are bugs, but that is all. The firewall is up and running, security has not be breached, and safety measures are put up." Quippip replies.
"Safety measures?" Natasha inquired.
"If I am hacked, go rogue, or questioned for information by a potential threat, my programming will force me to shut down until further notice to protect my host-- Rin-- Lena-- Lee-- so she can take over because, as I'm programmed to say, 'humans are better at decisions than androids. They know what's best for everyone and everything'... Quippip's smile remained, but a fist had been made with his hand.
"Any other commands Agent Cyan-- Alex-- Agent Nat--"
"You don't have to say my Agent regristration--!" Natasha blurted out.
But Quippip kept going. "Agent Natasha69, Agent Roger Abigail Grandell. Ward Lucielle Yumi Edith Grandell?"

*Cyan snickered as she restrained herself from laughing*
"Yes that will be all, though if you have any other bugs other than speech inpediment; whether Lena wants to or not, take control and bring yourself to me immediately, that is an order as this will be required until further notice to keep you/Lena, and everyone else on this Submarine safe. Understood?"

"Ubderstood," Quippip nods his head. He then waves to Cyan and Natasha before letting Lena take control. Once she did, she stumbled forward, nearly falling.
"Lena..." Natasha hugs her sister and helps her stand up. She was frail and a bit pale.

*Cyan sighed*
"Do you smell that..? *Sniff, Sniff* ...It smells like... Esbastas? Lena, are you okay?"

"Esba-- what--?" Lena asks. Natasha helps her sister stand. She looked on with concern, aiding Lena as gentle as possible. The two make their way over to the bed and Lena sits done.

"What do you mean by Esbastas?"

"I mean that this sub was last cleaned a day before we left and the only other thing that smells like Esbastas is an infected zombie wound that has been left untreated for 3 days or more... I'd know..."
*Cyan pulled her tank top dow alittle to reveal a clear scar of teath marks near Cyan's right breast*
"What happened... Were you bit? Where is it. If you left it untreated for this long the only option is amputation or... *She glanced at Natasha before- rethinking the answer* -something special... Antibiotics won't even work now."

((Teeth* omg, I hate this tiny keyboard...))

Lena's eyes widened before she blurted out, "I tooooolllddddddd yyyyoooouuuu!" It was Quippip. He didn't take complete control of Lena. His voice came out from Lena's right hand.

"Shut the hell up Quippip!" Lena huffed. She felt the palipotations in her chest rise a bit faster.
"Amputation!? We're going to have to take off her aem?" Natasha asked, hee voice getting higher with her rising consternation.

"Relax Natasha, she hasn't told us what this 'special' other option is." Lena looks over to Cyan. "Explain what the other option is *before* you do anything. I wanna know what I'm getting myself into first."

((That's exactly why I prefer to typr on the computer XD ))

((*Type XD Wow))

"I can't exactly explain it... The best I CAN explain it is... Me, technically being a demon, with the darkness and all, am a vampire aswell... I can possibly bite where the Zombie bite is and suck out the infected blood, detoxing you..."

"Suck out the blood?" Lena repeated questionably. She looked unsure and then to Natasha. "Ill just take the amputation over that..."
"Lena, you're nor going to a Eurooean doctor in the 1800s! There's no reason for an amputation." Natasha looked at Lena in disbelief. "Just let Cyan detox you."

Lena shook her head.

...
"Why are you being difficult, Lena? I'm seriousky trying to help you and we can't get an amputation until we're saved. This is really your on:y choice... besides death"

Lena stood there, thinking about.
"Lena.... Are you seriously considering death right now?" Natasha scoffed.
"Well, we're all heading in that direction anyway." Lenar responded. There were truth to be words, but they lacked logic.

"LENA!" Natasha scowled.

Lena frowned. She held out her arm and mutterd something. "Fine, detox me..." she then looks over at Cyan. "Is this going to hurt by any chance?"

--"Hurt like hell, or a pinch?" She asked

"Well I'm digging my teeth onto your skin where a previous wound was so there's gonna be some stinging..."

*Cyan unwrapped the towel and looked at the bite, then slowly made her bite match the outline, it hurt like a b!tch but Cyan had already began detoxing Lena, draining the infectious blood from her system. About a minute later she was done and Cyan walked into the bathroom, spat the infectious blood into the toilet, the blood hada a greenish tint to the red, Cyan flushed the toilet, putting the seat down and then opening the mirror and getting some mouthwash. Cyan was in there for awhile rinsing her mouth*

Whwn Cyan was down, Lena fell back as her knees buckled from underneath her. Nat caught her once more, seethe pain and fear in her sister's eyes. The stinging had reminded Lena of domethi bg from the past, but she didn't mention it at the moment.
With the help of Natasha, she stood up, steadying herself for a minute or so. "See that wasn't so bad you big baby!" Quippip snickered. His voice echoed from the white metallic arm. Lena turns the voice box off for him, setting Quip to be muted for thirty minutes. Her eye flashes red, signaling Quippip's disapproval.

"Just sit down on the bed on the bed, I'll get you something to drink," Natasha offered. She left the room while Lena sat on the edge of the bes, lost in her memories. She has a blank face.

*Cyan came out of the bathroom after awhile, she had a sickened look on her face. The infested blood left a completely sour rotten taste on her tongue, even after using mouthwash*

Lena looks over at Cyan. She felt nauseous.

"Sorry about that...." Her head fell a bit. She sat there with a blank face, her hands folded in her lap.

*Cyan just nodded and plopped down onto the bed*

"Thanks for detoxing me...." Lena nods her head to Cyan and wns then looked down at her hands. She was thinking about something, trying to find the right words to say.

"Yep..."
*Cyan replied nonschelont-ly, looking at the ceiling as she tried to get her mind off of the sour taste in her mouth*

Lena opened her mouth to say something but stopped herself. Natasha then walked through the door, carrying and two cups of water.
"Here," she hands one to her sister and one to Cyan. For herself, she got nothing. Nat sits down on the bed and hugs Cyan tightly. Lena just stares at them with the same blank expression, and then seinks her water.

*Cyan hugged Natasha close as she drank her water, though the sour taste was not helped at all*

Natasha nuzzles Cyan lovely. "Lena, you're going to have to make up with these saves sooner on later. Cyan spared your life two times," Natasha joked, all in good fun.
Lena looked to the floor mumbling, "Yeah, thanks..." Before standing up. She didn't mean it in a rude way. She stared at Natasha and Cyan hugging each other.
"An increase in the hormone oxytocin has been detected..." Quippip's voice could be heard from Lena's hand. Natasha's sister gets up from the bed, clearing her throat.

"I'm going to go get some rest now..." Lena turns towards the door. She swings the door opened, thanks Cyan again solemly, and egress from the room.

*Cyan giggled and sat up* "Lena is very fortunate, though something will need to come for these saviors... I'm not a life-saving charity..."

"Yeah, she really is fortunate. She's just has an odd way of showing her appreciation..." Natasha laya back down on the bed on her back. She stares at the ceiling, twisting her hair.
"Cyan, can I ask you a question?" Natasha held up her hand aloft her head, looking at the rose vine tattoo that ran from her finger tips up to her shoulder. She had gotten it when she and Lena were first recruits. They were young but considered adults when the world had fallen to the hell it is now.