There was no need for pulse checks or scanning for facial cues. Cyan's delivery of her words was enough to demonstrate her sincerity.

"Okay, well, that's great..." Lena smiles a bit, looking a bit . She fidgets with her thumbs for a bit.
"Oh, and thanks for taking the time to make me a new hand... It really means a lot to me..." She takes several steps back towards the door before opening the door and closing it, leaving Cyan in the room alone.

Frodo purrs, nuzzling his face on Cyan's leg. The cat's tail was high in the air, signaling his contentment at the moment.

*Cyan sighed out of happiness and walked over to the bed, taking Frodo with her and setting him on her chest. Cyan pet the cat as she closed her eyes smiling as she fantasized about the day she got down on one knee.*

((I need to vent. my 90" Flat screen fell off my wall and I caught it so gently. It literally hit nothing and yet it still broke in a corner, now theres lines all over my TV and it's flickering and sh!t. FUUUUU--...))

((Also, the Desc. tho... XD))

((Okay, the fact that you caught it and it still broke sucks! Luckily, you can still watch TV on other devices))

Frodo meowed, pat Cyan's nose, and got off her chest carefully. The feline turned towards Natasha's pillow, which he launched himself on. He begins pawing on it, then lays down, exposing his belly side.

Lena staring down at her new hand in appreciation. She wriggled the fingers and loves how it turned and twisted so fluently. It's beauty, mechanically, paled in comparison to the Organization's hand. The one they binded to her nerves, casually screwed in, and carelessly discarded her palm and fingers.

She clenched her fists at the thought.

"Oh, /sestra/!" She hears, pulling her back into reality.
Natasha smiles at Lena.

Lena waves.

"Are you frightened by something...?" She asked, studying Natasha's face without the use of her scanners. She relied on them too much.
"No... I'm just a little upset but I'm fine." She was referring to the fishless ocean that encircled them, but it wasn't necessary to talk about.

"So, how was your day today?" Natasha asks, smiling a bit.

Lena just out her hand, letting Natasha look at it in marvel. When she asked where she had got it from, Lena told her about Lena's craftsmanship.

((Cyan's craftmanship* XD))

*Cyan gently rubbed Frodo's belly as she looked at the cat, rolling around into a cute pose*

His ear twitched and the purring commenced.
"Cyan is amazing..." Natasha's face flushed red as she stared down at her girlfriend's work in awe.
"The temperature in your cheeks are ri---"

"Just say 'blushing'," Natasha giggles, hugging her sister. Lena nods. She was so used to giving reports, it never actually dawned on her how robotic she had become over the years. Well, emotionally...

"So, what are you off to do now?" Natasha asks.
"I'm going to make an incision in the back of my neck for the removal of my serial number," Lena explained and added, "Don't worry, I got rid of my tracking device months before after my ninth escape.... Well, attempt." Natasha's eyes sadden.

The oldest places her hands on her sister's shoulder. "Lena, are you... Alright, after everything you've been through?"

Lena didn't answer. She looked away before giving a small, "Yeah, totally..."

"Are you sure?" Natasha pushed on. "You know, you can come talk to me about it if--"

"And what if I don't wanna talk about it?!" Lena snapped. Natasha just stared in disbelief. Uttering a quick apology, Lena excused herself.

Natasha shook her head and sighed. She went to the room and opened the door.

She found Frodo and Cyan laying on the bed and smiled at them as she closes the door behind her.
"Hi dear..." Her voice was low, but sweet. She kisses Cyan's forehead and boops Frood's nose.

*Cyan looked at Natasha and smiled.*
"Hello Natasha!"
*Cyan said with exitement! This was the second time Natasha had ever heard Cyan express exitement in her voice.*

Natash beams, hugging Cyan tightly, "You're so adorable, you know that right Cy?"

Frodo was enjoying the attention for once. He kept purring as Cyan rubbed his underside.

There was a knock-- more like a thump-- at his door that threw his out of his bed. Roger had gone back to his room awhile ago, after observing the ocean with Natasha.

"Come on in!" He called, changing the channel.
For once he was watching tv in the room.
Thr door flew opened, and hit the wall as a teary eyed Lucielle came running in. She jumped onto the bed and hugged her father crying.

"Lucielle what's wr--?"
"Dad... Am I a nuisance?" She sniffed.

"Where'd you get that idea? We all love you Luci..." Roger strokes her hair.

"Then why do I bother everyone no matter what I do...?" Her voice cracked. Roger hushes her, trying to comfort her as best as he could. The situation was random, but he handled it.

The TV buzzed in the background with commercials and news of recent missile launches.

"Dad...?"
"Yes Lucielle?"
"Is the war going to k!ll us all off...?" She asked a difficult question, a question he had an answer to that you wouldn't say to a child. Instead of speaking, he turned off the tv and shook his head.
"You don't need to worry about the war. Just focus on being yourself and living your life..." He smiled.

*Cyan smiled. She kissed Natasha and went back to scratching Frodo's belly.*
"You know you're cuter, right Nat?"

"No, /you/ are..." Natasha giggles playfully hugging Cyan.

"Meow, meow!" Frodo got up from Natasha's pillow, tapping his little paws on Natasha.

"Oh, you are so cute too Frodo!" Natasha cooed, picking up the cat and snuggles him in her arms.
"So, what are you feeling like for dinner tonight?" Dhe asks Ctab, playing with Frodo's paws.

In Lena's room, wrecked from the water damage, was a busy girl with scissors. The bed had been soaked, and would most likely need to be replaced since mold was starting to show, and the carpet was completely ruined. Besides that, the bathroom still functioned, and that's where she was.
Lena pulled off at her beanie and stared at herself in the mirror. Her hair blonde hair was scraggly and short.
She hated it.

Looking away from her troubled reflection, she reached into the sink's cabinets below and dug around until she found scissors. Her fingers grazed the edges of it, the places them on where her serial was. With that, she got to work, making a small incision.

*Cyan sighed*
"Hmm... I would say "you'd make a great snack"... but honestly, you're a whole god damn meal!"
*Cyan threw out one of her pickup lines and kissed Natasha passionately*

Natasha laughs. She pulls Cyan close to her, hugging her lovers waist and she kissed back.

Frodo trotted away, with his tail high in the hair, leaving to two alone.

*Cyan wrapped her arms around Natasha then pulled away from the kiss and gently began kissing and sucking on Natasha's neck, at some point stopping to playfully say "Om nom nom-nom." in a erotic/sexy tone*

Natasha starts giggling uncontrollably, unintentionally nudging Cyan away slightlywith her telekinesis.

"S-Sorry," she giggled, apologizing.

"I'm ticklish there. ." She explains.

"You should not have given me that knowledge, Natasha. Because now I hold a power beyond your control."
*Cyan giggled and began gently kissing Natasha's neck again.*

"No, staph!" She squealed, pushing Cyan back, laughing. She giggled a bit more. "You're so silly!"

Lena stopped making the incision and looked up. Her scanners brought up heat signatures and she locked onto Natasha's. When she saw epinephrine pop up and the wave lengths. She places down the knife, holding up the serial number.

*Cyan smiled and plopped down over Natasha.*
"Try movong my thicc-a$$ body now!"
*Cyan giggled once again*

Natasha continued to laugh, determined to move Cyan. She raises her finger and Cyan is lifted slightly into the air, and pushed towards Nat who embraces her in her arms.

"There, I moved your 'thick-a$$ bod!" She smiled, hugging onto Cyan's arm and rests her head on her shoulder.
"I love you..." She whispers, nuzzling Cyan.

"I love you too, Natasha... I don't know if I should say this but I'm not gonna keep things from you... Right now I'm in the mood to do some very erotic *unspeakable things* to you. And I want you to do the same. Right now I'm just so happy that my excitement is overwhelming my sexual tendancies... I'm feeling things I've never felt before. I love the thrill of the energy!"

Natasha's eyes widen as she looks Cyan in shock. "Oh, um..." Her face grew redder by the second. Nat didn't quite know how to react to it, but a nervous laugh erupted from her.

*Cyan began laughing too, though Natasha couldn't tell if it was fakely forced or real laughter*

Natasha sat there, still smiling with uncertainly but remaining polite. She pulls her hair back behind her ear, still looking at Cyan.
"Are you joking orr....?" She rests her hands on her lap, raising a brow.

"About what I said? No. Laughing? Yes."
*Cyan sighed and sat up. Then got on top of Natasha and kissed her passionately for a minute before looking into Nat's eyes deeply*
"I want you Natasha... Badly. All you have to do is give me the word. I love you."

Doe-eyed, Natasha felt the heat rise in her cheeks started to tske in what was happening. "Honestly speaking, I've... I've wanted you too, for awhile. I've been just afraid to bring it up..." she spoke slowly, careful with her words as she said them.

*Cyan smiled and cupped Natasha's cheek with her right hand*
"The question is... when we finally do make love; how far will love take us? I'm sure I'll love it no matter what. But I know my kinks... Maybe we'll both find out something new about ourselves. *Incoming pickup-line* If there was a map of your body I'd explore every millimeter of it... I should warn you I have alot of battle scars."

Natasha held in a snort from the punchline and a wide smile began to spread across her face. Her cheeks werre growing brighter also.

"Well, I can't wait to 'explore'... Heh..."Natasha pushes herself up , gently pushing Cyan off of her. She sits up, fidgeting with her fingers

*Cyan looked at her. Sighing as she thought of what Natasha was thinking of*
"You're scared, aren't you? Of me losing control? Of what I might do if I lose my thought? I can assure you that if I do lose it you might walk away with a couple of scratches and bruises; but you're gonna experience pleasure never felt before."

"Well, then... I guess I'm officially turned on and scared... but for a different reason..." Natasha laid there, looking towards the door and then back to Cyan.

*Cyan used her telekiniesis to shut the door and lock it. But it slammed shut and the lock clicked loudly.*
"Still scared?"

"Maybe... But when did you exactly get telekinesis...?" Natasha asks. She was still laying there, gripping onto the sheets around her as she tried to keep her emotions under control.

"I've had it for about a year now but it's pretty rough so I never really use it. I'm just full of surprises, huh?"
*Cyan began kissing Natasha's neck gently without tickling her.*

Natasha gasps, sloghtestts ticklish by the touch but not as much. She wraps her arms around Cyan's waist.

*Cyan giggled and continued gently kissing Natasha's neck.*

Natasha reaching her hand down Cyan's side, working her way towards the end of Cyan's shirt. She had nearly made her way to under Cyan's top when she started to laugh a bit, trying to contain herself. She nudges Cyan away from her neck, not wanting to ruin the mood.

((Forgot to mention this earlier even though we don't use discord for the rp: I'm using a different account for discord altogether. It's this now 0pama0#1385))

*Cyan giggled, then there was a knock on the door. Cyan sighed as she looked at the door*
"Sh!t..."

Natasha sighs, pulling away from Cyan. She gets up from the bed, fixed her self up, and opens the door just a bit.

"Yes?" She answers. She had expected Roger or Lucidlle. Lena. Nope. It was just the cat, Frodo. She stared down as the cat casually strolled in, hop onto the bed, lick Cyan's face and curl up on Natasha's pillow. Nat surveyed the hallway for anyone.

There was no one.

"So, the cat is mannered now...?" Natasha chuckled.

Just as she closes the door, there is another knock to her surprise. She opens the door..

There's another Frodo standing there licking his paws.

"Okay...?" Was all Natasha says. She pickd up the snowy cat and places it next to rhr sleeping one on her pillow.

There was another knock. Same things, another cat. This time more celestial then the last.

"Uh...?" Nat looks over at Cyan, who had one Frodo playing with her hair.

The first Frodo mowed innocently.

"Frodo, clone yourself into another shadow cat."

*Cyan backed the celestial cat away*
"L-leave my hair alone. Please."

Natasha picks up the celestial cat, nuzzling it. It was fur was transparent, allowing what little light to pass through it's body. The only detail visible on it was a mall star like spheres that were pale and bright but not so luminous.

This Frodo meowed. It moves it's head uncomfortably to the right. As it did so, another head popped our rhe otherside. Natasha dropped the cat-- cats, if you would please-- and watched as the cat split itself into two. The new one was practically invisible. They could only see a faded outline of it as it staggered two feet on the bed and started to float, defying gravity.
"We really need to scan Frodo when we get back..." Natasha comments. Shd watched in awe as the feline hovered, and didn't notice when she did herself

*Cyan shot the cats with 3 bullets covered in her own demon blood*
"Frodo is the only cat we're having unless he makes ONE other shadow cat..."

*The demon blood killed the angelic cats instantly*

Frodo yowled, hissing and scampering out the room. He runs through the door, leaving a misty trail behind.

"Oh, I think you just hurt the poor thing!" Natasha lands back down and runs to the door. She opens it and looks our to see the trail continuing down the hallway.

"They were angels, Frodo is a demon, it can't hurt him Natasha..."
*Cyan snapped and suddenly Frodo was just in Cyan's hand. She inspected the cat as it continued to claw at her. She whispered something 9n a demonic tongue that echoed throughout the room in a demonic tone, Frodo imediately calmed down and started purring, looking happy as ever as Cyan inspected all around the cat.*

Natasha raises an eye brow while heading out the door.
"Alright, well I'm going to start on dinner... " Natasha says, closing the door behind her. She continues down the hall, wanting to check on Lena. When she went to knock, the door swung opened slightly, revealing two shadows from the bathroom.

Natasha perked a bir more before sticking her head back our into the hallway. She continues on her way.

((Lena and Roger sittin' in a tree. K-I-S-S-I-N-G. Eh, fnck that, idk.))
*Cyan cloned frodo once, a female version of him, but it was a tame tiger. eye glowing red and fur mostly black with small white lines. Cyan smiled, petting the tiger, which was Cyan's waist height.*
"I'm gonna name you Misty, and you're gonna be my war-partner."
*Cyan set Frodo down back on Natasha's pillow and then looked at Misty, smiling yet again.*

((I guess I have a second OC in this roleplay!))

((I just realized Rogeris still in his room? Fricken ghost!))

((Did you pass out?))

((Q. You're so silly, 2. Yes I passed out. I was so exhausted. And 3. About that. Roger is in the bathroom with Lena. I was going to write a comment where Lena asks Roger to help her with removing her serial number, you had posted a comment. I didn't know you were on sns posting my original comment would have made no sense, so I scrapped it and saved it to notes. Might use it later in the rp.)

((In short, Roger's in Lena's room. Yay misty))

Frodo, being a little furball compared to Misty, cautiously approaches the edge of the bed towards Misty. He then sniffed her, checking her scent. He meowed, then retreated back Natasha's pillow.

"NATASHA!" Lucielle was practically screaming. Nat turned around to met with a childish drawing face to face. Lucielle's pale, white fingers held it up to waist length for Natasha.
"Lookie at what I drew!"
"Well, my, what do we have here?" Natasha smiles, taking the drawing from Lucielle. It was a picture of everyone-- Lena, Cyan, Natasha, Roger, Frodo. All drawn in simplistic shapes and in stick-like figures. She knew everyone since their most "iconic features" had been drawn, being Cyan's green high lights or Lena's boy-ish, short cut. But there was one drawn she didn't know, or one she could guess of.

In the corner was another figure with a triangular body, raising her arm. There were more in the other corner, do the same.

"And who is this? Are thse superheroes?" Nat askes, pointing to the little people in the corners. Some of them wore frowns while others grinned.

"Oh, that's mommy and other people." Lucielle smiled.

Natasha's smile faded.

Taking the picture back from Natasha. "I wanted to draw her, because she's always with us, y'know? Well, that's what dad says at least."

"Yes, yes she is always with us..." Natasha nods her head, sending the young girl on her way. She started to make dinner.

"Cut the left wire..." Lena instructed. She waited for him to cut wire and when she heard a snip, she felt her leg nearly give out bur she caught herself.

"I said the LEFT wire!" Lena snapped

"There's two left wires! One's blue and one's yellow!" Roger huffed.

Lena inhaled and instructed Roger to cut the blue wire. He did so, pulling it out of the back of Lena's wire. She felt him jerk at first, and then extract the electrical cord. When he rotates it, the serial number was revealed.
"Is that it? Or do you have other serial numbers hidden?" Roger asks. They has already pulled other cords from her leg and shoulder.

"That was the last one. Thank you for your service Roger." She says.

*Misty jumped up onto the bed and slowly aproached Frodo, then she lay down and nuzzled Frodo gently. Cyan walked out of the room right as Lucielle ran down the hall and bumped into her*
"OOMPH! Sorry kiddo. You okay?"
*Lucielle saw the giant shadow tiger on the bed nuzzling Frodo*

((Btw you're aloud to control small reactions of Misty based on how your OC's interact with her.))

((kk))

"Oh... My... Gosh... WHEN DID WE GET A TIGER?!" Lucielle pushed passed Cyan, enraptured by the sight of such an exotic animal. She shoves the door opened, running up to Misty, who backed away slightly from Lucielle's sudden entrance.

The young girl began to pet the tiger. Misty Holden her head up high, accepting the girl to pet her.

*Cyan sighed*
"Don't think it's yours... Cause it's not... It's mine... Also you shouldn't just bull rush a tiger and start petting it, it's very dangerous"
*Cyan snapped her fingers and the Tiger roared loudly, scaring Lucielle back*
"Things like that can happen. It could be even worse."

"But IT'S. A. TIGER!" Lucielle bounces up and down, tugging on the ends of Cyan's shirt.

"Can I pet her? What are you going to do with her when we get to the base? Is she going to be able to stay with us--" she gasps. "Will I be able to keep Frodo when we get to the base!?" She grabs Frodo, who meowed.

Roger came running down the hallway and so did Lena, tucking in the compartments of her neck.

"What was tha-- HOLY SH!T!" He yanks Lucielle back, holding her in his arms as he throws himself back from Misty. Lucielle whined, kicking, trying to get away.

"Why is there a tiger in the sub!?" He yelled, still holding Luci. His voice sounded a bit higher.
"It's not just a tiger. It's a rare specimen holding elements similar to Cyan and smaller cat, from which it came." Lena's eye blinked red.

"I don't care /where/ it came from. Why is it IN THE SUB?" He looks down at Lucielle. "Do you know how dangerous that is to have around people, let alone children?" His eyes dart over to Cyan, knowing she had something to do with the sudden appearance of nearly 400lb beast.

"Regarding children, they are practically attracted to danger. Specifically Lucielle." Lena chimed in. She crossed her arms.

"My point exactly."
"She's not dangerous, she's amazing!" Lucielle's eye lit up. Frodo gave a low meow. "Don't worry Frodo, you're amazin' too!"

"Is everything alright in here...?" Natasha sticks her head in the toom, pushing her curls out her face. Whwn she made eye contact with Misty, she slowly backed away.

*Misty growledm Cyan tackled the Tiger before she pounced*
"BACK THE HELL AWAY! Your agitating her! She'll kill you if you don't quit yelling. NO you may not pet her, Lucielle. NO you can't have her. And NO you're not aloud to ask abunch of questions to the point that I want to rip you apart."
*Misty struggled and knocked Cyan back, pouncing on her and gripping her arm tightly with her teeth before she could go for the jugular. Cyan struggled for abit then punched the tiger once, knocking it out. Cyan got up and gripped her bleeding arm tightly.*
"See what you did, Roger, Lucielle?! Roger, you have basic training to keep yourself quiet in situations like this. USE IT, DUMB @$$! And Lucielle, THIS IS THE GOD DAMN APOCALYPSE! YOU CAN'T GO AROUND PETTING MOTHERFVCKING TIGERS! Lena and Natasha were the only ones who kept calm! Roger, Lucielle, get the hell out! Because I really wanna break your nose and slap a child..."

*Cyan noticed the ends where Lucielle was pulling and upper stomach region of her tank-top was torn, her breast's were almost completely exposed. Cyan quicky raised her uninjured arm to her chest and covered it, slightly blushing.*

*Cyan then turned away and looked at her bleeding arm, she sighed and then began crying inaudibly. Cyan had gone into another episode nearly instantly, but this time it was from her being sexually assaulted during punishment for nit obeying and using her powers when she didn't know how. Somehow, Cyan was also awake in the rezl world and walked into the bathroom, pulling the Tiger in with her as she shut the door and locked it. Cyan then got in the bathtub without any water and went fully into the episode, passing out in the real world*

Natasha was already in the kitchen when she heard Cyan scream

"Well, I'm sorry I'm freaking out. There's nothing with having have a child to protect and there's suddenly animal that can tear her to shreds on board." Roger frowned. His tone was sarcasti and rude, but he didn't care. He was escorted our by Lena with a whinge Lucielle.
Frodo stayed quiet.

"I don't understand, why the hell would you--"

"Look, it's fine. We can live with the current situations until we're taken from the ship."

They walked into the hall.

"Lena. You say it like it's just a small thing. It's a f*cking tiger. They can kill you just by swiping at your throat."

Lucielle happily chimed in, saying, "yeah, they leave you to choir on your blood or keep mauling you sometimes. Ir depends on the situation!"

Roger puts his daughter down.

"Knowing, and fully understanding this, why would you still approach the tiger?" Lena tilts her head.

"I don't know. It was cool looking!" Lucielle beamed.

Roger smacks his forehead, face palming himself as he inhales deeply.

Oof, Agedly dumb child...))

*Cyan came out of the episode to realize that she felt cold and warm. The Tiger was on top of her laying on her to keep her body warm enough for her brain to function even though she lost afew leters of blood, Cyan sighed and pet the Tiger*
"I know you didn't mean it. You were just scared..."
*Cyan had noticed her shirt was completelu ripped open now, probably because of the Tiger laying on top of her.*

*Cyan used her Telekineses to unlock the door and open it.*
"Natasha! I need help! Please come in here and don't mind the tiger, she's calm now as long as you don't yell."

Footsteps race down the hall, and in came Natasha with her dark hair pinned up in a messy updo, all held up by a pin.

"Cyan, what's--" she stood and stares at Misty and her. "why is the tiger on you?"

"She'd keeping me warm... Can you help me up?"
*Cyan said as Misty jumped out of the tub and walked past Natasha, jumping up onto the bed. When Natasha turned back to Cyan she noticed Cyan's chest was fully exposed and Cyan was blushing heavily as she tried to cover it.*

Natasha's face brightened. She walks over and helps Cyan up. She had planned to leave, but not before throwing her arms around Cyan and kissing her.

When Nat realized what she's was doing, she backed ay, apologizing.

*Cyan blushed*
"No, it's okay! I liked it..."
*Cyan said blushing hard, still covering her chest.*

"Well, I'm going to go start up on dinner now... heh..." Natasha smiles and then leaves the room, shutting the door behind her.

Her hand trails the metallic interior. She has expected it to be cold, but warmth radiated from the walls. Probably from the heaters.

"Repeat after me Lucielle. 'I promise that I will not go near the tiger'." Roger enjoined.
Lucielle stuck her tongue out.

"Lucielle, say it."
"I'm not goin' promise!" She yelled. The girl stamped her foot, blowing a raspberry at her father. "I am not
Lena was leaning against the wall, watching the daughter an father bicker back and forth. While she stood thee, she went though news of world outside of they're tiny haven.

"Lucielle, listen to me--"

"NO!" Lucielle barked, stomping away. Roger called for her.

Lena snapped out it, pushing her files aside and scanning her surrondings.

"Lucielle Abigal Grandell, get back here young lady!" Roger ordered. His voice echoed in the halls, bringing itself to Natasha. It brought her back to the days Roger used to order others around, run drills, yell when they got out of line. It was nostalgic.

Luci didn't come back. Instead, she continued marching to her room, being defiant all the way, and then slammed it shut.

Lena's eyes widen. They had followed Lucielle to her room and now they traversed back to Roger, who was boiling, frustrated.

"Roger, you're showing signs of--"
"I'm going to go to bed." His words were harsh.

"Are you feeling alright--"
"I'm fine, he grumbled. He stormed to his room, and closed his door.

((Time skip to dinner time))

((???))

Sure))

The plate was placed onto the plaid orange cover of the table. On it laid spaghetti and meatballs, something simple and quick to prepare.

Knocking on Roger's door, she announced, "Dinner is ready!"

She recieved a low, muffled, "not hungry..." through the door. He sounded tense, each word was stressed.

"Are you alright, Roger?" She questions, but there was no answer. Natasha moved onto the next room.

"Lena, dinner's ready." Natasha says. She hears rattling, a small clink, and then a nervous set of footsteps run to the door. The door swung opened and Lena nods her head.

"My apologies sister, but I will have to sit out from this meal." Lena replied, already closing the door when Nat asked from an explanation.

"I... I feel ill.."

"But, you look perfectly fine to me. In fact, you're immune system was made perfect--"

"WELL... Looks can be deceiving. Have a wonderful meal." And the conversation ended with the door being swiftly shut closed in Natasha's face.

Shaking her head, she tried Lucielle's room. When she knocked, the door opened a bit, and so Natasha peeked her head inside and smiled.
"Dinner is read--"

"Go away!" Lucielle growled. She was red in the face with dried streams of tears on her cheeks. She grinded her teeth when Natasha asked if she was alright, and screamed profanities, chucking a book at Natasha.

Nat sighed and went to the last door. She knocks on the couple's door.

"Cyan! Dinner is ready. Are you coming to eat or...?" She waited for an answer.

"...Yes I will. Tell Lucielle I'm gonna wash her mouth out with soap later. I heard all of those words... Not suitable for a 10 year-old."

Natasha giggled. They both heard Lucidlle lock her door, she must've heard Cyan.
"I agree wholeheartedly..." she says smiling. "She curses like a sailor, just like 'Dol'" Natasha says.

Lucielle's door unlocked and swung opened. "NO I DO NOT!" And then slammed it shut.

Roger's radio beeped. He looked down at it and read the message. In the subject box, it read, "due to delays..." he skipped to the end. "--asha is to report to Isaac immediately after. Rescue will be at your location in 17 hours. Thank you for your cooperation and preserving humanity."
He rolled his eyes at the ending and feel back onto his bed.
'You seem stressed...' A voice said. Roger shot up from his bed, sitting upright and looking around. His eyes went to both sides of the room until he looked behind him.
There she was, laying across the bed.

She stared at him, drumming her fingers on the nightstand nearby.

Roger gets up, backing towards the door, staring into her eyes.

They were hazel now.

She didn't say anything in particular, she only made a sound. "tsk, tsk, tsk--" He opened the door and went out the room.

*Cyan sighed and put her hand on her head*
"God, she's really annoying sometimes..."

((Happy holidays Cyan!))

"More like all the time... In my opinion," Natasha mutters, hiding her smile. She had meant it, but she would never have the heart to tell the little girl herself.

((Sorry, I uh... I had another 'attempt' during the time I was gone. Happy (belated) Holidays, Annz!))

*Cyan giggled and pulled Natasha towards her, hugging her tightly and kissing her passionately*
"God, I love you so god damn much. Natasha... You're my everything. And I realize how much it scares you when I go through 'things'... I love you and I promise not to leave you a widow, atleast not by taking my own life."

((Oh my gosh, I hope you're doing better! I was worried about you <:) I know you really don't know me, but I'm here if you need someone to talk to... I'm very glad to hear you're ok))

"Cyan, I'm always going to be here for you, through the ups and downs, I'm not going anywhere. You're my everything too." Natasha embraced in a tight hug, stroking her hair softly. "My love for you is undying." She smiles warmly at Cyan.

The back of her neck was exposed, and wires hung loosely at the ends. Lena sighed, pressing the skin underneath her eye. A section of her face pushes forward, the fake skin fell off into her hand. There was a sliver of silver on her skin, smooth and cold to the touch. On there was the last serial number. Underneath was her name, or at least the name of the patient. 'Lena Schullz'. She lowered her sensory settings, took the scissors and started scraping it all away.

*Cyan smiled and kissed Natasha gently on the forehead, hugging her a little closer in the warmth that was currently radiating from Cyan's skin.*
"That's great to hear. I honestly have no idea what I'd do without you. I love you so much, Natasha Schullz."
*A small romantic moment of silence washed over as Nat realized Cyan used her full name for the first time.*

When Natasha realized this, she was quiet before she gave a light chuckle. "Huh, hearing you refer to me by my full name makes me realize: after all the years I've known you, I never asked of your last name. Everyone simply knows you when I ask for you?" She chuckles again, walking to the door.
"Well, since it'll be just the two of us tonight, I guess dinner can be considered as a date." Natasha beamed.

((Happy new years Cy!!))

((Happy New Years.))
*Cyan smiled brightly as she walked with Natasha to the dining area. She sat down at the table as black/purple flames engulfed her and as they dissipated Cyan suddenly had a Gothic looking red and black tight short-dress/long-skirt outfit on.*
"Is this good for our date?"
*She asked jokingly while giggling.*

"Perfect as always..." Natasha say, kissing Cyan's cheek. She grabs two plates of the dinner and sets one in front of Cyan, and then one for herself. As she takes the seat, she felt something soft brush against her ankle. She jumped slightly, and her eyes fell to the floor. It was just Frodo making his way through the kitchen. He blinked, then came out from under the table. The cat continues on his way, meowing in a melodic tune as he went.

Natasha shakes her head, giggling. Her attention turned back to Cyan.

She didn't say anything at first.

*Cyan thanked Natasha and then began eating, waiting for a conversation to pop up in her mind. She smiled with the first bite.*
"It gets so much better every time you make it... God damn... I love you Natasha. For your cooking, for your mind, for your movements, for your personality, for your body... I love you for every reason you exist."

Natasha places her hand on her right cheek, feeling how hot her face had gotten in mere seconds. "Well, I'm glad you love the food... And me..." Her voice was sheepish.
Natasha rests her chin in her hands, leaning forward as she simpered. Her eyes stayed on Cyan, affectionately.

"Cyan, I want you to know when I say 'I love you' I'm not just saying just to tell you. When I say, 'I love you', I mean I want to spend every waking with you because, well, with you my life feels... Complete."

*Cyan finished a bite and paused, and looked at Natasha as her cheeks began to burn red. Cyan smiled brightly as she teared up. She tried to respond but her breath was taken away each time she opened her mouth.*

"Oh, Cyan..." Natasha slides out of her seat for a second time, ambling over to Cyan. She wraps her arms around Cyan, wiping her cheeks with her napkin.
She was slightly worried about Cyan not taking a breath, but she was too engrossed with the moment that she had little space for worry. She just stood there, at Cyan's side, where she would always be.

There was a knock on her door, a frantic one. Lena had just finished slitting out the last part of her skin.
Lena calmly opened the door, and it swung opened towards her body. Roger was standing in front of the doorway, scratcing the back of his head.
"Roger, your in a state of alarm. What is the matter?" She was impassive when she spoke..

"I... I'm fine. What about you? You're eye..." He had lied adn changed the topic, pointing to the water dripping from her eyes.
"The wiring for my tear duct has been damaged in the process of taking out my name tag. It's causing my eyes to cry excessively, but I am ok."

"Is that going to effect anything in the future?"

"I never knew I had it. I have ever been programmed to cry, nor have I ever felt like doing so. Well, on rare occasions in the past.

"Oh..." Roger breathed. Talking to him seemed to "Roger you are in a state of worry..." Lena starts, scanning the area.

"I'm doing fine. Do you need help with anything?" He changed the topic, projecting of the manner of the subject onto her."

Lena didn't say anything for a second before she muttered, "Would you happen to know how to cut hair?"

*Cyan wrapped her arms around Natasha hugging her tightly.*
"God... I don't think I can hold myself back much longer. You're really tempting me..."
*Cyan said seductively, kissing Natasha's neck gently before pulling back anf looking Natasha directly in the eyes while slightly biting her own lip.*

(( #22 needs to pop up soon...))

"Well..." Natasha shrugs. "I guess dinner can wait... for a bit..." she giggles while twisting the seat, in which Cyan sat in to her. She then sits on top of Cyan's lap, going for the usual spot, her neck, gnawing gently..

((22 will be posted when I get home.. after school T-T))

*Cyan let out a light moan as Natasha hit a sensitive spot. Cyan smiled as she blushed, lifting Natasha up onto the table and pressing her lips against Natasha's and pationately-agressively kissed her. Cyan grabbed Natasha's left thigh and squeezed gently. holding a firm grip as to raise Natasha's pleasure with a pressure-point*

((Sorry, got caught up with hw and fell asleep yesterday. Anyways, 22 is up! #rpz))