We Are Our Avatars VIII: Interdimensional Jaunt. (Closed up, thanks for playing.)
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Amelia blinked once more before peeking her head into one of the rooms to see how it looked. She didn't bother to knock because she assumed them to be empty. She momentarily looked back toward Miguel as he mentioned leaving but seeing as Axton had covered it, she asked something else. [color=ff7777] [small] "So... where are we allowed to move around here? Once this... 'leaving' happens, I mean... Are we forced to stay inside during the process?" [/small] [/color]
Miguel looked at the group. He laughed then, slapping his belly. "Forgive me, I misspeak. We will be leaving these dorms in 15 minutes, so I might show you the sights you might wish to see."
The dorm was unadorned, and had a bed and a night stand.
The dorm was unadorned, and had a bed and a night stand.
Axton nodded and looked at a room. Seeing no difference between any of them and having no real way to claim a room, he just shrugged and stood back in front of Miguel.
Seras went through a similar process.
Seras went through a similar process.
[color=ff7777] [small] "Ah.... Alright...." [/small] [/color] Amelia responded, blinking as she looked into the room. [color=ff7777] Wait... how am I supposed to mark this....? [/color] Seeing nothing, she sighed before pointing toward the room she had entered and calling out [color=ff7777] [small] "Um... Th-This one is mine.... o-okay?" [/small] [/color]
Miguel looked to the dorms selected by the group, and nodded. He dug out a piece of chalk and marked the doors with a rectangle with a line bisecting it. "Alright, so who wants to see the hydroponics? Or the training arena? Or perhaps the armory? Or the bestiary?" he said, tossing out suggestions. He laughed again. "Or perhaps the cafeteria! Do you have hunger after your travels?"
"What's a bestiary?" Seras asked, never having come across the word.
"All of the above I suppose." Axton said casually as he wasn't that excited about touring the ship. He had been inside space ships for a good portion of his life already.
"All of the above I suppose." Axton said casually as he wasn't that excited about touring the ship. He had been inside space ships for a good portion of his life already.
Fredrick smiled. [color=F87217]"Any of those suggestions shall be fine by us, simply lead and we will follow"[/color] He replied Miguel.
Mary wrote and held up to Fredrick.
Fredrick simply chuckled lightly and patted her on the head slightly. [color=F87217]"You simply are a dear Mary, but there is no rush"[/color] he replied to the small maid. Mary nodded in response and turned away, Blushing slightly.
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When we do get to the Cafeteria Master, I shall make you some tea.Fredrick simply chuckled lightly and patted her on the head slightly. [color=F87217]"You simply are a dear Mary, but there is no rush"[/color] he replied to the small maid. Mary nodded in response and turned away, Blushing slightly.
Miguel nodded, accepting the group's decision. "Food first then. And a beastiary is the place we keep beasties." he explained to Seras. He began heading to the door leading to the main section of the vessel.
Amelia would see one person with punk rock blaring from their dorm watching the group. She was tall and skinny and had a number of strange knives holstered across her chest. She seemed to be walking the line between bored and interested. She wore the predator mask as well.
Amelia would see one person with punk rock blaring from their dorm watching the group. She was tall and skinny and had a number of strange knives holstered across her chest. She seemed to be walking the line between bored and interested. She wore the predator mask as well.
"I ate, like, 10 minutes ago, but whatever." Axton said as he followed Miguel. Seras would also follow.
Mary walked up to Miguel and tagged on him slightly to get his attention and read a note.
Her red eyes would look over the notebook and straight at Miguel.
Fredrick just hummed happily as he walked along.
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Would it be okay to prepare our own stuff in this 'cafeteria' of yours?Fredrick just hummed happily as he walked along.
Amelia blinked twice as she noticed the figure staring, but winced and stuck her pinkies in her ears as the music began to get to her once again. [color=ff7777] (Well... I don't suppose they have a library or something more... quiet around here, aside from that memorial... And I'd rather not hang around a graveyard for those I have no affiliation with... That would be rude of me...) [/color] She sighed to herself before noticing that she'd stopped moving as her thoughts wandered and moved to catch the group up, popping her fingers out of her ears once she did.
[color=ff7777] (...She... was watching us, right?) [/color] She continued to think. [color=ff7777] (It's hard to tell when they've got that mask on...) [/color]
Her rapier vibrated faintly and she began to blush a bit afterward.
[color=ff7777] (Wh-What!? No, that was definitely a girl! What's gotten into you!?) [/color]
The rapier vibrated in a more set pattern and the sheepgirl sighed to herself.
[color=ff7777] (Ugh.... You are so not a riot, stop thinking that...) [/color]
[color=ff7777] (...She... was watching us, right?) [/color] She continued to think. [color=ff7777] (It's hard to tell when they've got that mask on...) [/color]
Her rapier vibrated faintly and she began to blush a bit afterward.
[color=ff7777] (Wh-What!? No, that was definitely a girl! What's gotten into you!?) [/color]
The rapier vibrated in a more set pattern and the sheepgirl sighed to herself.
[color=ff7777] (Ugh.... You are so not a riot, stop thinking that...) [/color]
Miguel would lead the group out of the dorms and into the rear of the vessel. He blushed when Mary held up the notebook, and said "I-I'm sorry dear, but I can't read english." his blush deepened, and he hung his head, looking incredibly embarassed.
The female that had been watching Amelia followed them.
The female that had been watching Amelia followed them.
Mary put the notebook down, she had a bit of confused face for a little bit before lightly tapping her forehead as if to say "Of course, not all people can read English". Mary snapped her fingers as soon as she got an idea, she walked over to Fredrick and dragged him by the arm.
[color=F87217]"What is it Mary? did you see something or?"[/color] Fredrick asked, slightly confused at the matter.
Mary then pointed at Miguel and pointed at the notebook, she acted out speaking and pointed back at Fredrick.
Fredrick smiled. [color=F87217]"Of course I will my Dear"[/color] he said to the small maid. then turned to Mary. [color=F87217]"On behalf of Miss Van Drake's words. 'Would it be okay to prepare our own stuff in this 'cafeteria' of yours?'."[/color] he repeated for Mary. Mary then turned back to look at Miguel.
[color=F87217]"What is it Mary? did you see something or?"[/color] Fredrick asked, slightly confused at the matter.
Mary then pointed at Miguel and pointed at the notebook, she acted out speaking and pointed back at Fredrick.
Fredrick smiled. [color=F87217]"Of course I will my Dear"[/color] he said to the small maid. then turned to Mary. [color=F87217]"On behalf of Miss Van Drake's words. 'Would it be okay to prepare our own stuff in this 'cafeteria' of yours?'."[/color] he repeated for Mary. Mary then turned back to look at Miguel.
The sheepgirl blinked as she noticed footsteps following after the group and turned her head slightly before noticing the woman following them. She gulped a small bit as she noticed and turned forward, pretending to not notice. [color=ff7777] (...M-Maybe we're just going to the same place...?) [/color]
Samus was walking with the others, and looked over her shoulder at the woman following them, trying to get a read on her.
Miguel nodded quickly, looking embarrassed. "Wouldn't be a problem ma'am. Not at all. Most do their own cooking anyway, so it'll pretty much be the usual for you." he entered the cafeteria then.
Whereas the cafeteria in WAOA had been set up to feed a wide variety of people, it was quickly apparent that the Predators were concerned with only meat, and thought those pussies that ate vegetables could eat elsewhere. The main way of serving was to grab some raw meat, load it onto a tray with other types of meat, season it, and hand it to a cook to grill. There were several vegetables placed out to add to the cooking, but it would seem reluctantly done.
The grill itself was a strange circular style, and food seemed to be constantly cooking on it. Behind there was a group of ovens and stoves, along with a lot of ingredients for whatever one might want to cook and eat. Included were a number of teas, and several kettles.
The woman would seem bored still, and would settle into a corner seat to observe the entirety of the caf.
Miguel would pretty much dash to the collection of meat, and load his bowl with squid and cod, along with some broccoli and carrots. he doused it all in a wasabi sauce, and handed it off to the cook, who gave him a number and began grilling.
Whereas the cafeteria in WAOA had been set up to feed a wide variety of people, it was quickly apparent that the Predators were concerned with only meat, and thought those pussies that ate vegetables could eat elsewhere. The main way of serving was to grab some raw meat, load it onto a tray with other types of meat, season it, and hand it to a cook to grill. There were several vegetables placed out to add to the cooking, but it would seem reluctantly done.
The grill itself was a strange circular style, and food seemed to be constantly cooking on it. Behind there was a group of ovens and stoves, along with a lot of ingredients for whatever one might want to cook and eat. Included were a number of teas, and several kettles.
The woman would seem bored still, and would settle into a corner seat to observe the entirety of the caf.
Miguel would pretty much dash to the collection of meat, and load his bowl with squid and cod, along with some broccoli and carrots. he doused it all in a wasabi sauce, and handed it off to the cook, who gave him a number and began grilling.
Amelia bit her lower lip as she noticed that the majority of what was served was meat-heavy. Sighing, she took a seat at a table, trying to keep to herself for the most part. [color=ff7777] (It's a good thing I ate before this... Agh... I think the smell is making me a little queasy...) [/color] She took out her notebook and began to catch her notes up to the current date.