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 Posted: Mon Jan 30, 2012 8:32 am
Kai glared at Grayson before he headed off to get ready to go downstairs.
"Yea, Go get dressed d**k."
She replied heading downstairs herself before Tim had gotten out of the shower. Ignoring Damian she went into the kitchen and sifted through the cupboards to pull out ingredients for waffles and then looked around for Alfred. He wasn't down yet, and he would know where the good wine was. The fridge contained some Black Berry wine, but she wouldn't be too picky. The glass cupboard was filled with clean glasses from which she pulled out a glass to pour the wine. The wine and glass was set down next to the cooking area where she would mix the flour, baking powder, cinnamon, salt, soy milk, apple sauce, and vegetable oil.
((Vegetarian and Vegan waffle dudes :T It's what Kai likes so it's what she's making and Tim will eat it if he's really hungry emotion_dealwithit ))
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Posted: Mon Jan 30, 2012 5:47 pm
As d**k and Damian sat down at the table, the whirring of servos could be heard as a six-foot-tall synthetic walked into the kitchen. Brigade, the gestalt consciousness of geth programs within a single mobile platforms, watched Kai making breakfast, recording everything with its single ocular lens.
Damian's jaw dropped. He looked to Tim and d**k with a Are you seeing what I'm seeing? look on his face.
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Posted: Mon Jan 30, 2012 10:07 pm
Tim walked up to the kitchen island and leaned against it, smiling at Kai as she got out ingredients.
"Anything I can do?"
He turned when another figure entered the room- a tall, 'robot' looking figure accompanied them in the kitchen. Tim looked at it for a bit, but there were so many new things in this world merge that he clearly wasn't as surprised as Damian. Tim glanced to the young Wayne, smiling a little from the kid's reaction, and looked back at the 'android' looking-being.
"I guess I missed something when I went to bed 'early' last night."
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Posted: Tue Jan 31, 2012 9:58 am
"Yea, you missed Brigade hacking IO and Stonewall for us and then forwarding my message along with the info to Babs... also deleted files on all of us so that IO and Stonewall can't use them."
She worked putting the ingredients together stirring a bit before taking a drink of wine from the glass she had poured. Maybe, the wine would help calm her down that and it was good for the heart anyway to at least have some. Kai usually protested drinking wine around other people due to the fact she was under-aged and she was afraid of getting drunk around others but this time she dropped her worries about such thoughts to enjoy something before a new battle. In fact she probably wouldn't have started drinking if it weren't for Grayson. When she was just starting off as Red Cardinal, Bruce would often take her along with Tim and d**k to their fancy high society parties where the only thing they could do is stand around, drink wine and talk with the seemingly mindless lot of rich aristocrats. "What am I doing here...? why do I feel this situation getting more hopeless? Remembering my family rather than this one..." She thought to herself as she took another drink and turned toward Tim taking the bowl to him after some hesitation.
"Here you can stir this, I am going to go down to the wine cellar for a bit, and be back up when the waffles are done."
She left the kitchen running her hand through her hair. Her reactions still seemed a bit slow and her energy to maintain anything about her human qualities were going down the drain. She felt she needed a moment alone, maybe a breather, for some reason different than that night when she felt she couldn't be left alone. Kai took the wine glass with her and headed to the wine cellar down the hall from the kitchen that was made out of a concrete room at slightly below floor level but not more than half a floor down. Hopefully there was better, older wine in there than what was left in the fridge for Batman only knows how long.
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Posted: Tue Jan 31, 2012 2:57 pm
/// ......I'm sorry. But in keeping up with character personality, and the fact that he can't "drink", this would be one of the places he would be hanging out. ///
The wine cellar was closed, but not empty.
Reaper, having not been able to drink any blood other than bats and rats for quite some time, had taken advantage of the next best thing. It wasn't his "special" blend of wine that he was used to drinking, but...the wine here was good enough to mask the fact that it lacked the amount of blood he normally mixed in with it.
He had set himself up a little stool to sit on next to some of the bottles stacked around. Two empty bottles of wine sat by his feet, along with about three dead rats hidden behind them and under his stool. After he squeezed out what he could of a fourth rat into a mostly full bottle of wine, he tossed it on the ground next to the others and gently stirred the bottle around in a circular motion. He could barely get anything out of the rodents, but the wine helped to make it last longer and be more filling.
He just needed this. So much blood walking around. A few with powers that he could so easily drink up. But...none that he could afford to actually drink.
...not right now anyway.
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Posted: Tue Jan 31, 2012 8:40 pm
After Tim was handed the bowl, he started stirring as he watched Kai leave the room. He then proceeded to look at Brigade curiously.
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Posted: Tue Jan 31, 2012 8:44 pm
Brigade's single ocular lens looked over to Tim.
"Greetings, Drake-Timothy. We are Brigade, a terminal of the geth," the mobile platform said.
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Posted: Tue Jan 31, 2012 9:00 pm
When Kai reached the cellar she flipped the light switch outside opening the door to walk inside. She walked in and headed for a shelf of wine to check wine but before she could reach any of them she noticed Blake sitting with a few empty wine bottles. She stared at him for a moment before hesitantly walking over to a shelf picking up a random bottle keeping her gaze set on him.
"What are you doing sitting here in the dark drinking Bruce's wine? /Blake/"
She said with a criticizing tone holding the bottle down checking it a little before looking back up to him.
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Posted: Tue Jan 31, 2012 9:11 pm
Blake glanced up at her, taking a long swig out of his bottle. He smirked a bit as he sat the bottle down on his lap. "Having a drink. What else?" he replied. "And what about you? Aren't you a little too young to be picking out bottles?"
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Posted: Tue Jan 31, 2012 9:20 pm
"You don't know how old I am."
she replied back with a glare putting the bottle back and skimming down grabbing another. Kai red the label, it was a 1980 red wine, and with how bothered she was just being around blake she kinda didn't want to nit pick any further for a better wine. Any wine in the cellar would be better than what was in the fridge at the very least. Unopened and more aged. She turned for the door to leave.
"Anyway I'm going back to the kitchen..."
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Posted: Tue Jan 31, 2012 9:30 pm
"You honestly don't like me, do you Kai?" he chuckled, taking another sip from his bottle. Not that it bothered him too much...he just needed to make light of things right now. A part of him was...really wanting to reach out and scratch her face or something. Partially just because he was irritated by her attitude, and partially because of her....interesting powers.
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Posted: Tue Jan 31, 2012 9:39 pm
"Yes, you smell of death... My powers enable me to sense aura and yours is.."
She wanted to say that it reminded her of how she used to be, before she wanted to be human but taking that wine, getting out of his face, and making sure Tim wasn't burning the waffles seemed more important for that particular time. Those thoughts took place, trying to change the subject at least, in her mind if it would also help him change the subject of not liking him. She dusted off the bottle carefully onto the concrete floor so that it wouldn't dirty the kitchen counter when she attempted to open it.
"It doesn't matter, I need to help cook Blake."
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Posted: Tue Jan 31, 2012 9:44 pm
"Oh, a collective intelligence."
Tim blinked as he stated his assumption, derived from Brigade's use of the word 'we'.
"...you've been looking through the computer files?"
He certainly hadn't met this being before, and his name had been spoken as if directly off a list. Even with the chaos of the world merge, Tim was still happy to find his brain functioning at an acceptable level.
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Posted: Tue Jan 31, 2012 9:46 pm
Reaper actually grinned a bit when she said that he smelled of death. "Death? Well...it's too bad we can't pick and choose our auras....or pasts..." he replied, taking another swig. "I'd certainly want something a little more...cheerie. But...no matter. I won't keep you." He said, carefully nudging one of the bottles back that was lying on the floor. Just trying to push it out of his way, and push the rodents back a bit farther into the corner under his seat.
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Posted: Tue Jan 31, 2012 9:55 pm
"Yes," Brigade said, and it sounded... happy. "We are impressed by your mental acuity. We are a gestalt consciousness of one thousand two-hundred geth platforms networked together within a single mobile platform: the physical body you see before you."
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