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 Posted: Sat Mar 12, 2005 6:03 pm
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Mastema.... would you mind if I leave for a few minutes? I think I need a moment.
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Posted: Sat Mar 12, 2005 6:05 pm
Hmm? Of course you may, but are you sure you are all right? If you want to go, I will watch over the children
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Posted: Sat Mar 12, 2005 6:14 pm
v_v
That's what I'll find out... Yes, thank you.
*Nana stands slowly, and just as slowly makes her way to the door. The children watch Nana, with interest as she turns the handle of the door, exits then closes the door gently behind her. It was hard to tell what she was feeling given her expression*
Trilla: >.> Ma?!
Eecheb: >.> ?
Micha: . . . ?
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Posted: Sat Mar 12, 2005 6:19 pm
Fare well, dear. *After she's gone, Mastema stands, walks over to the cribs and pats Trilla's head lightly*
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Posted: Sat Mar 12, 2005 6:30 pm
*Trilla looks up and over to Mastema with question in her eyes*
Trilla: Papa...?
*Nana had gone down a level, and caught the elevator. Her destination was sub-level 4, Zenogais' place of residence. She would not be there long, she simply needed something before she could send the creature off. Afterall, he did have a soul within him*
--_--
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Posted: Sat Mar 12, 2005 6:40 pm
Your mother will be fine, Trilla. She merely needs some time on her own for now.
*Sub level 4 wasn't that big. The room had wires hanging left and right, along with some blood here and there. In the center of the room was a chair and some equiment, obviously a repair center of some sort*
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Posted: Sat Mar 12, 2005 6:51 pm
*Trilla makes a bit of a pout face, and stares at the door. Eecheb is a little more vocal about it though*
Eecheb: Back!
*By now both Trilla and Eecheb were back to full health, compaired to how they were days earlier. Back in the elevator, it slows and finally stops. After the doors open, Nana steps out. The smell of blood old or new was apperent*
e__e
Hnn...
*Nana enters into the main room, she'd look for something that had belonged to the robotic construct, a shirt or weapon, anything would do as long as it would burn*
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Posted: Sat Mar 12, 2005 7:16 pm
*Mastema chuckled a little and looks to the window*
*The only flammable objects in Zeno's room would be his spare outfits should his current one be destroyed. There were a few replacements hanging in a corner of the room*
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Posted: Sat Mar 12, 2005 7:27 pm
*Eecheb continues his vocal out-cry*
Eecheb: Wa-- ... wa--nt!
*Nana looks around for a moment, finally spotting the replacement uniforms a minute later*
--_--
Yes... that will do.
*Nana carefully makes her way over and under several hanging wires, to get to the uniforms*
>_o
Yes, this place suited him just fine.
*Nana carefully removes one of the uniforms and folds it up gently, before turning towards Zenogais' chair*
. . .
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Posted: Sat Mar 12, 2005 7:30 pm
*Mastema turned to Eecheb's crib and looked down at the boy* Now now.... Your mother will be back soon..... You should rest for now though.
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Posted: Sat Mar 12, 2005 7:44 pm
*Eecheb frowns, though he'd seemed to have chosen the right word, to garner a response. He also smacks the side of his crib. Ah, a tantrum, the joys of the terrible twos.*
Eecheb: Want!!
*Nana wanders over to the chair that once belonged to Zenogais. She wondered how many hours he may have sat there, perhaps plotting her next torment; oh joy. Nana takes a seat, the uniform still in hand, her eyes closed; Nana was in Zenogais' possition for the moment. A brief glimps into his everyday life if it could be called that. Her grasp on the uniform tightens a little, the feeling of the room did make her feel a little uneasy, afterall she never wanted to see the place Zenogais resided... ever. Another minute passes and she stands. Looking around the side of the chair also provides a few stray hairs, that had gotten caught up, or pinched when Zenogais had come and gone. A few stray hairs, and a uniform, yes those would do nicely. Nana starts walking back towards the elevator*
--_--
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Posted: Sat Mar 12, 2005 7:49 pm
*Mastema frowned a little and reached into the crib, picking Eecheb up*... *He keeps the boy cradled his right arm for now*
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Posted: Sat Mar 12, 2005 7:59 pm
*Eecheb was going to be difficult, and thrashes around some. Trilla watches, amused while Micha watches the door*
Eecheb: >.< Want! Want!
Micha: . . .
*Nana reaches the elevator again, after the doors open she rides it up until ground level and steps out soonafter. Nana nods to Proto before exiting the tower, uniform still in hand*
...Zio?
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Posted: Sat Mar 12, 2005 8:05 pm
Hmm.... *He held tightly to Eecheb still*..... *Mastema decides to put him on the bed for now*
Proto: *Salutes*
Zio: *The screen projected in front of Nana* Yes Lady Nana? How can I assist you?
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Posted: Sat Mar 12, 2005 8:16 pm
*Once on the bed Eecheb continues to kick and flail, he wanted his mother back, but she needed to preform at least this one simple duty*
--_--
Where did Zenogais fight... where was he destroyed?
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