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Looks like I'm not going to be able to post tonight, sorry. One tomorrow, for sure.

> I'll make a post after Harin. Shit, sorry were y'all waiting on me to post? I'll squeeze one out shortly.

Lugu, are we cool to make alterations to our OCs for the purpose of balance and simplicity?

I'm back in this bitch.

More sounds of running behind her, damn it these people knew how to set off her alarms. Rapid movement around her made her uncomfortable. Memories of her father's swift blows during hand-to-hand combat training made her bones ache. Stopping again and turning with an angry expression, she had half a mind to swing a balled fist at whoever ran up behind her next. Thankfully, when she saw who it was she stopped and was surprised when Leonce shoved a bag of sweets into her arms. **"Uh!"** She looked at the bag with a confused expression before looking up at Leonce. **"I opened it and had my fill. Eat the rest or you'll waste food."** She glared daggers at him, or at least attempted to. Her anger simply melting into a very displeased look. It wasn't her decision to open it and only take a single chocolate. She wouldn't be the one wasting food. She wasn't about to eat a damn piece of chocolate if she didn't well please to. She wasn't about to eat one just to please these bull-headed boys. Or, was she the one being bull-headed? Leonce grabbed Drake and jerked him closer. **"Alright, we're going to try this again. Drake, this is Esther, she's stubborn and quick to embarrassment. Esther, this is Drake, he has a much more severe case of foot in mouth than I do."** Again with the unappreciated character evaluations. Her blood started to boil, face reddening again. Though, she kind of agreed with Drake having severe case of...something. Leonce shoved his hands into his pockets and leaned back, letting out a heavy sigh. **"I get he feeling neither of you have interacted with folks outside of your families all that much, now have you?"** Her anger fizzled as she looked down at the ground. That much was true. She didn't have many friends at all growing up. Her only friend being her father. It wasn't as if she didn't want friends, it was more so people had an issue with the Vanhomrigh family for one reason or another. THEY didn't like her and her father. She never understood why, either. Was it because he served in the military? Because of the circumstances of their broken family? Or perhaps the fact that her father was less than 40% organic human? She never understood. **"So, square one. Drake, don't call girls pretty because your dad told you to. Makes people uncomfortable. Esther, we're your team and if we're trying to help you or offer you food, take it with a smile. Drake, you're unintentionally creepy, we'll work on that slowly."** Esther made direct eye contact as best she could, but found it hard and kept glancing to the sides. Unable to keep her eyes on Leonce. Did the good Doctor mention anything about working as a team? She couldn't remember. That would be problematic. She didn't mix well with other people as evident by the current situation. She could appreciate offered help, but if she damn well didn't want to eat some fucking candy, she damn well won't eat some fucking candy. And she sure as fuck won't do it with a smile. Leonce then caught sight of man walking around with a device practically glued to his face and ran off to interrogate him. **"Oi!"** It seems he got directions to the mess hall. As he returned, Leonce commanded/asked **"Let's eat, talk, and become friends, yeah?"** Eat? Sure. Talk? Maybe. Become friends?... Drake looked surprised by the whole situation. **"Okay, I'm getting most of what your saying, but what do you mean by having a case of foot in mouth. My foot is no where near my mouth, and I doubt the action could ever be done, at least not without having incredible flexibility."** Esther half wanted to face-palm. _"Ugh..."_ Surely no one could be THAT clueless? Drake unwrapped another bar of chocolate and nibbled at it, **"And to respond to your other question, I actually rarely spoke to my family when they were still alive, tending to isolate myself in my room for technological studies after school. It wasn't until recently that I've begun seeking human interaction, but my efforts have been less then successful, as I seem to be missing some important part of the equation that is conversation and humanity. It is most vexing, to say the least."** So, they had some similarities. Whatever, Esther was more than done with this 'conversation'. Angrily, she shoved the bag of candies back into Leonce's face as he did to her and stormed off. **"Here's your damned candy back."** She wasn't about to make nice for their sake. If she wanted to make friends, she would. Right now she was too hungry and tired to deal with all of this. Grumpy and cranky, almost. She caught the directions to the mess hall. She would go and eat alone. She sighed, her father would beat her ass if he was here right now. She desperately wanted to hit the gym to blow off some steam and take a nice, hot shower.

Drake tilted his head, staring at Esther with a confused look. **"What do you mean by keeping your figure, I'm not familiar with this term, and why do you refuse to eat when your body is clearly in need of food. I can understand the need to eat healthy, but I figur that something is better then nothing in this case. Also, why did you make a face earlier, did I manage to offend you, if so I apologize as it wasn't my intention."** Esther's mouth slightly hung agape as she tried to make sense of what Drake said. She raised an eyebrow in curiosity as she processed his words. **"Uhm...Y-yeah, I'm definitely hungry and in need of food. But, I'd rather just wait a little longer for actual food instead of eating sweets. As for earlier, don't worry about it. I make a lot of strange faces, heh.."** He seemed to think for a moment and then dropped a weight on her. **"If it's any consolation, you are very pretty and are fine just the way you are."** She made a strained, almost choking noise in her throat as her eye twitched. _"Gee, thanks. Not that your opinion was wanted or needed."_ He then seemed to take notice of her fading red cheeks, **"Um, do you have some condition, if not then please explain to me why your face is so red at the moment."** He said, staring at her still. A slight shiver crawled up her spine as she stared back into his eyes. **"Th-...Thank you for your compliment but, um...No, I'm fine. Really, I am. I just have really good blood circulation and get flushed rather easily."** She turned away from him, resuming her walk. Desperate to get away from Drake almost. Speaking with him was rather uncomfortable and awkward. _"Creepy."_ Maybe she was being a bit too harsh on him, but she couldn't shake the odd vibes Drake gave her.

He didn't take her hand to shake. He just nodded at her. Well, that was rude. She made a slightly displeased look as she slowly and awkwardly lowered her hand. Another mark against her impression of him. Maybe he had something against minor physical contact? Whatever. **"Thank you for the introduction, Leonce, and it is a pleasure to meet you Esther."** She wished she could say the same, but merely gave him a meek smile in response. **"I hope that the rest of our stay here is at least marginally better than our first day has been."** Well, at least she could agree with him there. She shrugged and nodded. She didn't feel like speaking to this 'Drake'. Having a bad taste in her mouth. She saw him glance at his arm which drew her eyes to where he glanced. There was something etched onto his arm but she couldn't quite make out what it was without possibly squinting and leaning in closer to see. Whatever, it was probably just some damage he sustained during the whole shit-show. **"As for lunch, I do second the motion, though locating the mess might be some what hard to do. So, until we find it, take some candy to tide you over."** He reached into his pockets and pulled out a bunch of snacks, presenting them with both of his hands. **"Take what you like, but not too much of it mind you, but make sure to make it last, as we don't when we might see such delicacies again, if ever."** She was tempted to take some, but she smiled and shook her head and hands at his offer. **"Ah, no thank you. I'm not too fond of sweets and junk food."** She patted her stomach and grinned, **"Heh, a girl's gotta watch her figure, y'know? Not that there's much to my 'figure' to speak of."** She looked herself over in her uniform and pouted slightly, wishing she had more meat on her bones. Her father always tried to keep her well fed, as hard as that was with her black hole for a stomach. Unfortunately, she seemed to have inherited her father's stomach and metabolism, though none of his musculature. She was still awfully tempted to devour the snacks and Drake had. But, she doubted whether she could control herself. That would be embarrassing to just stuff her face silly, not to mention rude and unladylike. Especially since he was... She shook her head, refusing to finish that thought. **"Thank you, Drake. I'm quite fine."** Lies. Her stomach protested again by growling, louder this time. She squeaked and her face went beet-red. _"Damn it, stomach. Shut up!"_ she pleaded.

Lost in her thoughts as she absentmindedly wandered, the hair on the back of her neck prickled and stood on end as her sixth sense alerted her to someone approaching. Glancing over her shoulder, she caught sight of the boy whose nanobot creations and arm was destroyed. She didn't have a favorable first impression of him. This being somewhat evident in her frown as she looked away while he walked beside her, uninvited. Looking back over to the boy, she caught him looking her over before he looked away. He just walked alongside her in silence. Not saying a thing or introducing himself before just inviting himself to join her on her little stroll. Thinking about it, for what reason did this boy have prosthetics? Was he injured as a victim of the Cruxi War? Born that way, perhaps? What type of prosthetics did he have and how extensive were they? She caught herself and reeled herself back to reality. Her thoughts had a bad habit of running away from her. Whatever. Needless to say, this boy was giving her the creeps. But, maybe she was wrong to feel that way. Intending to make nice and be sociable, she turned to him and opened her mouth to speak and introduce herself but stopped when she heard the sound of running feet. Stopping, she turned to see who else decided to join the duo's adventure uninvited. Her expression grew hard and stern until she recognized the face of the newcomer. He was the other candidate that joined her in running out towards the jaws of the Cruxi. What was his name...Leonce? Right. She sharply faced about and continued to walk, her head lowering in a feeble attempt to conceal her face. _"Leonce...The boy with the piercings and tattoos..."_ She was kind of jealous. She had always wanted to get piercings and tattoos of her own. It wasn't as if her father prohibited her from getting them, even being as young as she is. She just became kind of a wuss when it came to the idea sharp objects piercing her skin. **"Glad to see you two are safe and sound,"** Leonce said. He walked a step or two behind them. There was a brief moment of silence before he spoke again. **"Drake, this is Esther, Esther, Drake."** She raised her head and looked at Drake. So that was his name. When she looked back at Leonce, she caught his eye on her and immediately looked away. Head and eyes forward. **"I've had the pleasure of volunteering to die with him,"** he said, referring to Drake. **"And had the pleasure of nearly dying with her,"** Leonce said to Drake. Leonce slowed his pace, which caused Esther to slow her pace as well. **"Now that introductions are done, how about we try to find a mess hall and get some grub,"** Leonce said, clasping his hands together. Not a bad idea. They should probably eat. To be honest, Esther couldn't remember the last meal she had. She was probably starving by now, but was unsure of whether or not it would be wise to eat. The prior events and the thought of them churned her stomach and made her feel queasy. Then, her stomach decided to protest and betray her, grumbling slightly. Face reddening, she patted her stomach once and made an angry pout at the floor. As if she were a parent smacking a child's hand found in a cookie jar to tell them, "No!" Sighing heavily, she straightened up and tried to regain her posture. Turning to Drake, she extended her hand for him to shake and cleared her throat. **"Ahem. Nice to meet you, Drake."** she decided to distract herself by finalizing their introduction. Turning back to Leonce, her voice stuttered slightly as she responded to him. **"S-sounds like a g-good idea. I'm _starving_! Ha ha ha!.."** she chuckled nervously as she scratched at the back of her head. Though, where in the hell would the mess hall be? She still had no idea where everything was.

> Just discovered the guild was back online an hour or so ago. I'll get a post up ASAP. Been up for a while boss, and it seems stability has been restored. -Crosses fingers and knocks on wood-

> There is a ghost of a chance that I would be willing to step in, actually. Before I'd consider that, however, I must check to see who is still here. I am going to be acting as if I can coax multimedia to rejoin. Let us see... > > Me > Harine > Lucius > kaben > Jangel > Shadow > Multimedia > Guess Who > Sho > Asura > NarcissisticPotato > > I'm being a bit generous there maybe, but that's seriously more people still here than most rps ever get. Honestly, I'm warming up to the idea of Gming. I've done it before (even finished a roleplay once, with five players) so I wouldn't be bad at it. Who might be in support of such a thing? You have my support as potential future GM. Also, Irish are you going to be dipping out of this RP completely or just stepping down as GM? It'll be even doubly sad if you're leaving the RP too.