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[ After a very long day of parkouring over faceless fanpeople, stabbing, getting felt up, clothes shopping (twice!), eating a ridiculous amount of desserts (okay that part wasn't so bad!), and using her katana for crowd control, Alizarin can be found in a sheer, barely-covering confection of a dress (with the train cropped off) -- pouring several glasses of blood down the drain. ]

[ She's feeling uncharacteristically tired and irritable, but having people around always improves her mood, so whenever she spots someone she addresses them from her spot at the sink. ]

How long do you think we have to put up with this? [ (But real talk, she's keeping the dress.) ]

[ She stops in the middle of tinkering with a grenade casing and grumbles at the question. ]

If I had to guess they're gonna have us do one of those games everyone cries about in front of all these idiots before they send them home, so probably a few days. I've given up on caring, I'm just gonna stay inside until there's a reason to go out.

[ And then there's a sigh and pause as she shifts to lean against the counter wall, looking Alizarin up and down. ]

You look like you had fun.

[ Games, even though she knows they're full of murder, don't sound half bad right now. She'd really like to hit something. ]

Some of it, yeah. But I hate being ordered around, especially by them.

[ Into the running sink goes another cup full of cold blood, she watches it swirl down the drain. ]

I wouldn't mind if it wasn't all stupid shit. If I'm gonna follow orders it's gotta be for something that matters, you know? Not because some random degenerates I've never met get off on watching me suck dick in a maid uniform.

[ Chuckling darkly, ] We should've gotten each other's. I probably wouldn't do it because they told me to -- but. [ You know, things happen. Fights break out, they lead to sex. ]

I did get to stab someone, but he was pretty into it.

Hah. Didn't think you were one of those "it's no fun if they asked for it" types.

[ ~~It's a queen thing~~ ] I'm a regular pain in the ass. Just took me a while to find my legs.

Welcome to the club! That seems to be our unit theme, 'cause even Aradia's like that.

[ She laughs and pushes off the wall to walk over, looking at the sink. ]

What's up with the blood?

I noticed. [ She sounds pretty delighted about that, actually. (And really, her unit's influence is a large part of why she's adapted in the ways she has.) ]

They keep putting it in my rations by mistake. I'm getting rid of it. [ Because it started to look appetizing, she doesn't let herself say. ]

[ She perks up noticably at that, moving a bit intrusively into Alizarin's personal space. ]

By mistake, huh? Didn't know they made those when it comes to food.

[ Doesn't mind the intrusiveness especially, until -- ]

[ Her eyes flare true red, then immediately dull back to auburn. No amount of pushing will get her to accept the reality of this, not yet. But she's not about to go apeshit on a unitmate, which she might if it were anyone else. ]

I don't need it. [ Certain, and final. ]

...Ha! Well, I'll just have to trust your judgement, then. You should probably freeze it instead of pouring it down the sink, though. We could probably use it for transfusions or something.

Edited 2021-12-11 23:18 (UTC)

Transfusions? [ She hadn't considered that. Does anyone here even know how to do those? ] I thought sIV took care of that stuff.

Well yeah, but they gotta get the blood from somewhere, right? I think their faucets pour blood out sometimes but it's all watered down.

Hm. [ Just. Noting all that. ]

I'm not sure I want to think about where this has been, either. It smells pretty strange. [ Don't ask her to elucidate the difference in smell between blood from the vein and this stuff in her rations, her brain will explode. ]

Guess you'd be able to tell better than I can. Makes sense, though - the food they give out for free here's more bland than some MREs I've had.

[ Fucko is slightly singed and standing at a kitchen counter, mixing chemicals and tinkering with canisters. She doesn't really seem to be paying much mind to anything going on around her, but if someone walks in she'll turn to speak to them - ]

This shit's stupid, but let me know if you need to knock out anything on your list. Can't have anyone getting fandumbed out of existence or whatever, yeah?

Make sure that your hands are washed before eating lunch, okay?

[ as if that is a like, infinitely bigger priority to her than her own list, if she's even given it any thought at all ]

Sure thing, mom.

"Mom?"

... Flan, do you think of me as a mother figure?

[ ]

No? I'm making fun of you.

- Oh!

Am I being bullied?

That was the intention, yeah.

Oh, thank you! That's really nice! Um, but -

You should definitely make sure that you wash them, you know? I know that you won't do anything to hurt anyone else here, or anything like that, but that should include you too, okay?

Okay, I gotta know why bullying gets a "thank you".

Well ...

It feels nice sometimes, doesn't it?

No?

If it's someone that you really like, then it can feel good, I think - bullying someone else, or being bullied ...

Um, but it's also true that it could be different for you, isn't it?

What, are you telling me you like bullying people?

. . . It can be nice sometimes, can't it?

It's nice all the time, but that's not really an opinion I expected from you.

Of course it isn't very good to be mean to others, but - if it isn't rude or painful, but is just enough that they end up feeling flustered or embarrassed, or don't really know what should be done next . . .

Things like that are fine, aren't they?

It feels like next you're gonna tell me you're a sadist. Should I be checking your husbands for whip marks?

Oh, um - it might be something like that description, but at least with me, there isn't anything like whipping that's happened yet...

Yet?

Yet - well ... um, Luci and I don't really do those sorts of things at all, and it wouldn't be very good for marks like that to be found on Doodle, so that isn't something that's possible for us to do -

And besides that, too, I don't think that it would be something that they would like very much, so it wouldn't be good to do it, would it...?

They wouldn't like it or they "wouldn't like it"? The answer depends on which.

. . . It wouldn't be right.

[ murmured a little bit sheepish, her gaze briefly averted ]

Of course they'd like those sorts of things, but for us ...

[ there's another pause, short again, before she adds ]

Well - ... for you and your king, Flan... you were able to meet her, but being closer to her than that is something that's different, isn't it? And for closeness that's beyond that, too, I think... um, well, it's only a question, and it's okay if you aren't really sure, or if you don't really remember, or anything like that, but I was wondering this - ... about your king, Flan, have you ever thought that you would like to be touched by her...?

Edited (last one I just forgot the passive voice) 2022-01-13 02:40 (UTC)

Excuse me?

Oh, um - ... when I said "touching," it was a figure of speech - that sort of thing is something that's used when talking about having sex, and things like that ... Um, even though I said that, I'm not really sure why that's the way that it's used . . . of course sex is something that involves physical contact, but there are lots of different things where people can touch that aren't having sex, aren't there? Well -

Well, the question that I was asking was something that was more like this, instead... Flan, have you ever thought that you would have liked to have had sex with her?

[ dia doesn't spend quite so long on midday meals as she does earlier or later on; lunch is quick and light, just some soup and sandwiches with a standard selection of beverages.

she cleans after that, usually, spruces things up or heads into the sun room to tend the plants if she's in a bad mood, but today she's just in the common room poring over a dictionary, a notebook open next to her. written on it are two columns of words, verbs and nouns, all... four letters long? ]

Would it be okay for me to ask you a question...?

[ Sup. There's some dude (familiar to some, possibly familiar to others if they were paying attention to the broadcast earlier) sprawled out over the common room floor, staring directly up into the night sky ceiling. ]

Man, I've missed this view...