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 Posted: Sun Nov 20, 2011 7:31 pm
2:00 am in the morning. The kitchens were quiet, and well, the kitchens were empty.
Though noone ever questioned what Moon Hunters did, because they were assumed to be the most helpful and peaceful division ever, it also meant that Julie pretty much had a free pass to everywhere and anywhere, save a few choice places she would never, ever, want to visit (see: Life Hunter labs).
With a small smile and just the barest skip in her step, she flicked open the lights of the empty kitchen. A burnt sort of smell - from whatever they had been cooking or experimenting on last - greeting her nostrils, and the Moon Hunter frowned, opening the back kitchen door wide to filter out some of that awful smell. And with that, she took out the contents of her supply bag, some premade brownie batter all wrapped up in a large bowl and a small bag of something dried and green.
As anyone in Deus Ex would know, getting anything onto the island was pretty much a full-blown mission in itself, and Julie was determined to make her brownies for her personal enjoyment - of course - whether it took her all night or not. And after the last mission with the - urk - victims, she deserved it too!
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Posted: Sun Nov 20, 2011 8:07 pm
12 AM and still awake.
1 AM and rolling around
1:30 AM and wishing she was better at tuning out Takeru's babbling... he had taken to, the past few nights, talking while she wanted to sleep... apparently 'mentally training her' as he claimed. He never seemed to tire, never seemed to sleep. When she would grow weary... he would ask a question.
2 AM and she all but said 'screw this s**t' and was up and moving around the complex, heading towards the kitchens so she could get a drink of water. Maybe also find someone to punch her upside the head and force sleep on her... either would work.
Approaching the kitchens Ceres should have probably found it odd that the lights were on so late... but she still entered anyways. Bags the size of china under her eyes, she found herself staring at the girl with the box... and bag? "Oh! Did not mean to interrupt anything..." Then, sleep deprived brain catching up, she realized who it was. "OH! Julie???" She asked, to be sure.... she had heard that name last mission, but damn if she was not going to check.
She approached the other woman...slowly. This one seemed the most sane of the higher ups she had met... maybe. Maybe? "Need help with anything?" She still moved to grab a glass, she wanted that drink damnit.
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Posted: Sun Nov 20, 2011 8:26 pm
Julie froze up like a trainee caught doing something wrong under Caelius's orders, the container full of brown goop nearly falling out of her hands. Only years of honed Hunter reflexes saved her brownie batter from a horrific and tragic death.
She relaxed slightly as she saw that it was not, thankfully, anyone important but just a trainee. And apparently, not just any trainee but one of the ones that had been on the Sahara mission. She blinked owlishly, putting the bowl back on the counter. "Oh hi... um... Mary was it? Wh- what are you doing up so late?"
Julie watched Ceres pour herself a glass and then beamed. "Oh, you're testing out the specimen water tap aren't you?"
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Posted: Sun Nov 20, 2011 8:36 pm
Ceres froze, mid sip... which was her second one, by the way. Glancing over towards Julie, the cup still at her lips..... the moon huntress spit the water on, in a flurry of flailing, in to the sink. "Specimen. Water. Tap."
A pause... dumping the water out of the cup.
"WhattheHELLisaspecimenwatertap!?!?!" She flailed, flushing a reddish color maches across her face. Oh god oh god she still drank a sip what the HELL did she just drink!?
Calm do-
Shut UP Keru! I do not need to hear your condescending talk of water and me knowing better!
Ignoring the sword once more, she tried to uh...recompose herself. Yeah.. not working. The brown goop the woman was holding had not gone unnoticed, but she was more concerned about turning into some three headed toad or something at the moment.
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Posted: Sun Nov 20, 2011 8:43 pm
While Julie was relatively concerned for Ceres's odd behaviour, she was also slightly more concerned about the state of her brownie batter. It was solidifying, much to the Moon Hunter's horror.
"Hold that thought for a second-" She grabbed her bowl, poured a generous helping of water from the 'specimen water tap' and filled up her bowl nearly halfway with the water. "Something to stir it with hmm..." A couple of drawers were opened as she finally found a spatula and began to stir vigorously, flecks of brown getting on her coat, over the counter, and pretty much anywhere around the vicinity.
At last, she seemed satisfied, and put the mixture down, scouring some more cupboards for a suitable tray. "Oh, the specimen water tank is the water we give our specimens," she pulled out two trays before putting them back, "the regular water tap is the one on the left, the small knob next to the sink."
The Moon Hunter compared two more trays before settling on a small glass one, grabbing the pour to pour out the contents into the tray. Lastly, she sprinkled the tray with her special friends from the bag, letting the green leaves sink into the mixture before looking back up. "Though umm... I wouldn't drink the regular tap, it usually leads to food poisoning, unless you're looking to get out of a mission in which case I sympathize entirely."
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Posted: Wed Nov 30, 2011 10:43 am
Zoomutt QUOTING SO YOU WILL SEE cause i failboat Ceres could only stare, in wonder and total horrification at what the woman before her just mentioned. "Wait." She said, the woman ignoring her as she stirred her goop... "....." "Hold UP a damn minute!" The woman said flailing from a mix of frustration, and the fact she was being ignored so obviously. "So if i DONT want to die, i drink from the experimental tap. Yet if i want to start losing the contents of my stomach, i drink from the NORMAL Tap?" Were they... trying... to poison... them? Was that the goal? What would come from harming their new recruits!? ".. .Wouldn't that made us the lab rats." It was a statement more than a question, because quite honestly? Ceres did not want the answer. So instead she focused on something else. Moving closer to the girl, she peered over her shoulder and in to the bowl. "What are you making? It smells like...chocolate?" The woman had never encountered 'special' brownies before, let alone any sort of sweet foods since being here. Unless the division heads hid the GOOD stuff from them. It would make sense, so fast Julie was the only leader that Ceres knew of.
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Posted: Wed Nov 30, 2011 12:35 pm
"No see," Julie reasoned, "You are on all accounts all experiments here at Deus so it is perfectly okay for you to drink from your respective tap." She had no clue why the trainee was getting so riled up about something that made perfect sense to her. She drank from the experimental tap all the time, though there was something about the normal water that made her special brownies even more special.
As the Moon Hunter stirred the contents of her bowl with her spatula, thankfully, everything seemed to have smoothed out, sans the strange green bits floating all over the brown goo. She gave Ceres a thin smile, as if she had been asked this question ten thousand times. "I'm making brownies, Mary, if you want you can try some when I'm done."
Not waiting for the trainee to reply, she finally walked over to one of the ovens - labelled Insta-Quik Oven for Lazy Bakers covered in suspicious teal runes - dumped the entire bowl contents unceremoniously into a tray, and stuffed the entire contents in.
Ruefully to herself, Julie couldn't help but wonder how they always knew every single time when she was baking.
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Posted: Wed Nov 30, 2011 1:59 pm
Ceres had come to the only conclusion she could think of.
Dont you dare think it...
All of them are frickin crazy! Takeru sighed, clearly disappointed. No th- Keru, clearly there is something in the water that makes them all nuts. They should be drinking the good tap, not the other!
Dont you DARE ever call your superiors crazy! They earned respect and rank in their own right! Do-
Now it was her turn to ignore the voice in her head again. Some wouyld call her crazy just for that... Eh!
"...Its Ceres, not Mary."
"Are you the moon division leader?"
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Posted: Wed Nov 30, 2011 4:51 pm
It had only been a scant two minutes later and the Insta-Quik Oven for Lazy Bakers was already smoking an ominous thick black smoke. Not unlike Fear in its more raw essence, actually.
"I said Mary, didn't I Ceres?" The Moon Hunter looked at her, confused for a second, and the returned to washing her hands slightly of the brown goo. "Oh no no, I would never be insane enough to ever become a division leader-" She paused and gave Ceres a haunted expression - "They are all crazy. Really crazy." More crazy than her? It was hard to tell. "And my division leader is asking me to act in substitute assistant for the Moon and Sun Hunter for this station." A sigh. "I think they left me out of their mission purposely but I really can't see why." Another sigh. Followed by an audible thump. Which was coming from the smoking oven.
"It's probably because I'm just so lonely you know."
Thump.
"I mean I once had a pet goldfish, and it was okay, but then I accidentally flushed it down the toilet when I realized that it was actually a killer pet goldfish in disguise."
Thump. The oven was all but bursting out black smoke now.
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Posted: Wed Nov 30, 2011 5:04 pm
Ceres only got two things from this conversation.
A: Her leaders...even Julie, in her own right, was ******** nuts.
B: There was a killer oven on the verge of exploding in a mess of black smoke and goop.
"...Uhm."
THUMP
"...UUhhmmmmmm Maybe we... should... Turn off the oven?"
YOU FOOL GET OUT OF THERE!
"...Uhm." Ceres, not really waiting for permission, grabbed Julies arm and was now escorting the woman out of the room. (ok she was dragging her.) Pretending to be interested in the conversation, she really did not want to wake up to find her substitute leader was found burnt to a black crisp. "Well you need to watch out for goldfish! I hear its the gold ones you need to watch out for."
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Posted: Thu Dec 01, 2011 5:16 pm
A blast of cold night air hit the two on the way out, but otherwise, they left rather unscathed, other than a small boom in the general vicinity behind them and then the kitchen alighting with red flames before the self-fire extinguisher system went off - again. Julie was still turned away from the entire mess, thinking very deeply about gold goldfish, but cool Hunters never looked at explosions anyway.
"Holy crap!" Julie suddenly exclaimed as she finally stopped thinking about the gold goldfish, "I forgot the whipped cream!" She stared at Ceres with a look of panic. "You stay here, um, Mary, I'll be right back, brownies just are not the same without whipped cream."
The Moon Hunter took off very much expecting Ceres to just camp out there and wait for her. Which wasn't too unreasonable except that something audible roared behind the trainee, wobbling in a mass of brown at least six feet tall. OOC BOSS FIGHT: 25/25 HP- Ceres can use her charged ability after two successful hits on the creature, otherwise she can summon her weapon to melee attack the creature as needed, before it consumes her. - Only one attack per gmed turn as per usual
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Lilwolfpard rolled 2 8-sided dice:
7, 7
Total: 14 (2-16)
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Posted: Thu Dec 01, 2011 5:29 pm
"Wha- WHAT? Whipped cream?" Who the hell puts whipped cream on brownies! It would have melted right instantly! Ice cream on the other hand...
Huffing a little, she turned around to at least help the girl go and find the cream... when Ceres noticed she was alone. Wheeling around, the girl blinked a few times, almost as if a ??? was audible floating over her head.
"Uhm..."
"ROOAAARRRRR"
Ohshitwhatthehellwasthat.
Memory flashing back, Ceres soon found herself wondering if a certain bone and flesh like creature was about to worm its way out of the sink. Reaching down to her hips there sat Takeru, looking like a innocent belt buckle with the body of, at first glance, probably looked more like a unicorn.
Summoning Takeru, and taking a swing... there was a certain wail that came from said weapon again a moment later after it made contact.
OH GOD ITS STICKY ITS ALL OVER ME getitoffNOW!
Damage: 8
hp: 40
Charge: 1/2
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Zoobey rolled 2 8-sided dice:
2, 6
Total: 8 (2-16)
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Posted: Thu Dec 01, 2011 6:57 pm
It not only smelt bad, it also smelt burnt, it was huge question as to exactly what Julie put in those brownies... or exactly how it mutated to become this thing, but at the moment, it was easier to stab now and shoot questions later.
Especially as out from its monstrous mouth came a long brown tongue, giving Ceres the most disgusting lick she had ever encountered in her life.
HP VALUE: 17
DAMAGE DONE: 2
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Lilwolfpard rolled 2 8-sided dice:
6, 6
Total: 12 (2-16)
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Posted: Thu Dec 01, 2011 7:04 pm
More or less mortified, Ceres thought she let out a scream... that was the normal reaction, right? Sure her mouth was open, but no sound was escaping. More of the 'silent treatment' as a clump of burnt-brownie-monster sludge ran down the side of her face to make a PLOP noise on the ground near one of her boots.
Instead of going 'girly girl' node on the monster... aka: mad screaming flailing and disgusted noises.... no. She was MORE pissed off that the thing had touched her.
So, if the thing made a move with its tongue again... she would, against the kirin swords wishes, cut the damn thing off!
HP: 40-2=38
DMG: 6
Charge: 2/2
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Zoobey rolled 2 8-sided dice:
4, 8
Total: 12 (2-16)
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Posted: Thu Dec 01, 2011 7:19 pm
It was rather disappointed to see that a segment of it had indeed been entirely sliced off. In fact, it looked lost, bewildered as it turned around, looking for its missing gooey arm, spraying Ceres with more 'fudge' as it did so.
HP: 11/ 25
Damage: 6
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