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 Posted: Mon Aug 22, 2016 7:48 pm
[Characters: Anastasia, Delilah, Michael, Ripley, Kioko/Benoni, Paige, Xeixii]
[Timeline: Takes place after Race Against the Sun, effectively 20 Days after Scattered/Stubborn] Having decided to stay over the technical 'end of her shift' as it drew near, Anastasia looked over to her boss who was fast asleep at his desk as the stress of what had been going on for the past few weeks finally came to an end. Standing up and walking over, she moved him from the uncomfortable looking sitting position to one where it looked more like he had just cozied on up under the desk. Adjusting the pillow and blanket that she had placed over him, the little cyborg ghost stood back up and nodded at her handiwork before heading back to her own designated spot.
Sitting back down in her chair, she went about re-adjusting how she had her tiny little collection of succulents that she had started to obtain while she and Kate were out shopping for food, she started to skim through the net as she had still been connected through the DNI and didn't seem intent on removing herself while she was staying active while Michael slept. Besides, with everyone seemingly back to what seemed normal, or normal enough, there wasn't much to do but keep an eye on the cameras and an ear out for any calls, as she wanted to make sure that her boss got some amount of sleep.
If she had more time, she would have gone to dive and visit Melody, even though she could just text her just as easily, but she figured she would have time to do that later. Leaning back in her chair, she kept her eyes open as she looked up at the ceiling, her mind wandering as she just idly skimmed through the recent news articles.
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Posted: Mon Aug 22, 2016 8:25 pm
Delilah had stuck close to Paige after the incident, holding onto her sanity for shoving her emotions down as much as possible. Only finding the silence of when Paige slept only causing her own thoughts to race and becoming harder to control what emotional walls she had put up over the years. Nothing would get her to feel right about what happened, and she had even taken in Kioko and Benoni who were in the same body and absolutely hard to tell who was the main personality or if one was a mane or malice. While things had calmed down, nothing could get her to forget. She had to call Michael. She couldn't stay here knowing that Haven knew where Paige was and appeared to pull out all the stops just to try to get to her.
She waited until the next morning when everyone was about to wake up. She dialed Michael on the video call and waited nervously, trying to collect herself enough to not show that she might be distressed. Taking a deep breath, she waited.
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Broken_Illumination Captain
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Posted: Mon Aug 22, 2016 8:33 pm
Eyes flickering a bit as a notification pulled her from her own wandering thoughts and back to the laptop that was sitting on the desk that Michael usually sat at. Scooting closer to it, and making sure she didn't wake him up, she moved and turned the laptop to face her before answering it. As she opened up the video call, the person on the other side would see a strange looking cyborg with purple-blue hair pulled into a neat bun, an immaculate lab coat, and a top that was a gradient of deep maroon to a blue with a v-neck that showed at most her collarbone that showed the faint, glowing lines that were apparent on her neck and face as well. As the strange cyborg moved her head a bit, the DNI wires would be visible - one a thick, cord-like blue one, while two others were much thinner - all of them attaching to her neck in some way that was unseen.
Looking at the camera, and the other woman in view of the camera, she seemed a little confused, her brows furrowing for a moment as her eyes visibly dilated as she started to pull up the required information to place who this was. "Hello. You are...Delilah, yes?" Anastasia asked quietly, tilting her head ever so slightly as she asked the question, the movement much more robotic than anything.
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Posted: Mon Aug 22, 2016 9:02 pm
The call answered, and where she had expected to see Michael, she saw a girl instead. Her expression kept poised as she paused then spoke. "Y-yes. I a-am Delilah. I am t-trying to reach M-Michael, if he is a-around." her voice was calm and steady despite her stutter. Her mind was racing even if she didn't show it. She hadn't even bothered to ask who she was, she'd rather not go down that path. It wasn't like she didn't notice to immaculate nature and Michael's lab coat that she was wearing. No, none of those things would get past her keen eyes as she waited for the girl's reply.
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Broken_Illumination Captain
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Posted: Mon Aug 22, 2016 9:24 pm
There was a pause after Delilah asked to speak with Michael, as if trying to register what was just said, though she was really shuffling through files to see if this was a good reason to wake him up. Normally, the calls she screened were basic ones, but this was different. Eyes focusing and unfocusing, she glanced down at the floor before she smiled warmly, apparently having found the information she needed. "Alright, please hold, I just need to wake him up. He fell asleep at his desk."
Anastasia moved to walk around the desk before she crouched down and gently prodded Michael's shoulder, "Sir, it's time to wake up. Miss Delilah is waiting on a video call for you."
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Posted: Tue Aug 23, 2016 9:08 am
Michael slowly roused to his assistant waking him from his position now underneath his own desk. He ran over in his mind when he could have possibly gotten under there and then frowned. Not at the news, but at the fact that the dream he had been having was no longer a reality. He had been winning several awards in medical and scientific fields. Michael stretched, groaning and popping several bones before slowly sitting up, and crawling out from under the desk.
He slowly grabbed his chair, climbing into it and turning to look at Ana. "Thank you for picking this call up. " He yawned widely and sat there, slightly slumped over, and removed his glasses, cleaning them. It was very obvious the poor man hadn't gotten much sleep for a while now.
"Hey there Delilah. " His whole voice changed in an instant, some version of a Michael with feelings and care appearing in this reaction. "Is everything alright dear?" He questioned, putting his glasses back on his face and pushing them up the bridge of his nose. His right lens was still cracked somewhat. He hadn't bothered fixing it yet. Not that there had been any time in between everything that had been going on.
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Broken_Illumination Captain
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Posted: Tue Aug 23, 2016 3:08 pm
Delilah's poised and stern expression turned to one of relief but also worry. "M-michael... y-you look terrible.." she spoke without thinking what that could have been implied. "Y-you appear to have p-periorbital discoloration and s-swelling... I s-should be a-asking you the s-same..." her stutter was worsening laced heavily with the concern she felt for his well being.
Taking a breath, she collected her thoughts. #Is it okay if Paige and I come back to the lab? There have been Haven operatives that are getting dangerously close to Sanctuary and I don't feel it's safe here. Especially since..# she paused, biting her lip beneath her medical mask, hoping Michael didn't find this too much of a surprise, #We have acquired two new people to the household because of Haven...# Closing her eyes for a moment, she was still signing, explaining the situation. #While I trust Rhun and his sanctuary, I think Paige would rather us come back to be with you.# Delilah opened her eyes, a genuine smile barely visible beneath its fabric covering. #And I feel the same way.#
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Posted: Tue Aug 23, 2016 4:29 pm
Anastasia was standing just behind Michael for a couple seconds after he had situated himself back in the chair, a neutral look on her face before she had started to move back towards her own designated spot - but hesitated and moved to start making him a cup of coffee. As was per his ritual after waking up. Overhearing the statement made about his face, her mind had clicked into read-back mode. "He had sustained damage during a minor spat with another member of the Renegades after an attempt and attaching a preemptive harness to Miss Moira Jessue's arm to prep her for getting a prosthetic arm well over a month ago." she paused, pressing the little button on the coffee maker to get it to start, opening her mouth to say more, but she put a hand over her mouth to stop herself.
"Woops, I did it again.." the little cyborg seemed a little embarrassed, having spouted off unnecessary information, let alone information she had obtained by going through the backlog of notes and security video. After another little pause, she moved the mug over to Michael's desk - the mug being the very same one that Paige had managed to send over.
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Posted: Tue Aug 23, 2016 8:35 pm
Michael gave Ana a disgusted look as she started to spout off information that she had no business knowing or sharing. He crossed his arms slowly, giving her a disapproving glare and looked back at the monitor. "It's nothing really. It happens when people can't keep their emotions in check. It was bound to happen really. " Michael sighed once more and waited for the coffee.
"Delilah, is everyone there? Can you get them all into frame on the camera?" He questioned, squinting at the screen, trying to get view of anyone else. "Where's my baby girl?" Michael rubbed his temples and took a sip of coffee from his new favorite mug.
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Posted: Wed Aug 24, 2016 3:33 pm
Delilah frowned, even if it wasn't exactly visible. Her feelings were confused but even despite the slight twinge of jealousy she felt for his interactions with the robotic girl, she had to force them aside. #Let me get them. Please wait a moment.# she bowed ever so slightly mostly out of habit as she got up to move down the hallway. Delilah knocked on Paige's door and pushed the door open gently. "P-paige.. your f-father is on a v-video call in the d-dining room..." She announced calmly, then moving away from the door. "L-let me g-get your s-siblings.." She knocked on the other door and entered the other room to wake up (hopefully) Kioko and retrieve Xeixii.
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Broken_Illumination Captain
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Posted: Wed Aug 24, 2016 4:59 pm
Ripley had been awake for roughly a hour, however they weren't able to leave the bed. The problem was a relatively simple one, they had a sleeping child laying ontop of them. So they laid and waited for Paige to wake up to start their morning routine, reading a book about stars with one hand while the other arm rested across the space child. This had been their fate since Paige decided that Ripley made a better pillow then a actual pillow, not that they minded. They discovered that sweet dreams have a uniquely sweet taste of glamour to them, and that nightmares while bitter, they could eat them to help the child sleep peacefully.
With Delilah opening the door and calling out to her, they set down the book on the bedside and with a smile they gently shook Paige's shoulder, trying to stir her to consciousness. "Sleepyhead, did you hear?" they whispered sweetly to her. "Your father is on call, wouldn't you like to see him?"
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Posted: Wed Aug 24, 2016 5:13 pm
Seeing the look and the glare, Anastasia took a couple steps back, moving out of the view of the camera. Swallowing hard, she averted her gaze towards the floor as she went back to her designated spot, "I am sorry, Sir." she started quietly, but just loud enough for Michael to hear, "I'll see if I can successfully install a filter...". Taking in a breath, she closed her eyes and began looking for a filter that would stop her from spouting off information without being prompted to.---- Quietly waking up, or trying to, Paige sleepily rubbed her eyes and started to move to sit up, her long space-like hair a tangled mess as was usual. As a wide, quiet, yawn escaped her mouth, she wobbled a little bit before looking over to Ripley with a very confused look on her face before the words sunk in. Starry eyes going wide, she let out a strange squeak and quickly made her way out of the bed, pretty much running as fast as she could to the dining room to where she knew the computer was. Scrambling into the chair, she had to stand on the seat of the chair to even be visible on the camera before waving wildly at the screen, looking absolutely excited, more so in her excessively baggy space shirt.
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Posted: Wed Aug 24, 2016 8:14 pm
Michael turned to look at Anastasia once Delilah left to get the children. He sighed at her and crossed his arms. "Your biggest problem is talking about things that you were not involved in. Perhaps you need to learn self control." He pushed his glasses up. "Just don't...Take it too much to heart." He turned back to the camera to see Paige excitedly waving on the screen.
"There she is! There's my little star! How have you been baby girl? I can see you missed me a lot! We were thinking you could come back and live with Daddy and Mommy together, and bring your friends. Like a super big sleep-over." His whole attitude and demeanor changed when he was talking to Paige over the camera. She looked absolutely adorable and he had missed her presence so much. After saving her from her the iron inhibitors and trying to break some of her habits, he just wanted her to live life like a small child should.
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Posted: Thu Aug 25, 2016 1:47 am
[Rolled: Kioko is in control.]
Kioko was groggy as she heard voice throughout the house and tiredly rubbed her eyes and yawned wide, a headache already setting in per usual. It was morning and she felt strong emotions within the household, lazily looking up to Delilah as she could feel her negative emotions laying forced beneath the surface a little more than usual. She stretched and got up just in time to see Paige run through the hallway excitedly. Delilah was busy helping Xeixii into his wheelchair as Kioko was filled with Paige's overflowing excitement, emulating and expanding that emotion for herself as she didn't know why they were excited... but excitement it was!!
'You all make me sick. Delilah is the only one with a sense of what's really happening. Be lucky I'm too tired to deal with this. Wake me when something interesting actually happens. Like when Xeixii finally dies.'
Kioko wrinkled her nose at Ben's comment then started laughing. Grumpykin, Lord of the Frownyface Buttmunch Kingdom was at it again. She grabbed her parasol and took off into the hallway after Paige, "Is it play time?" she asked before seeing the small space child standing in a chair to talk to someone. She gasped lightly, "Who is that?" Seeing the face on the screen, she gasped again, a bit louder. "Is that your Daddy?!" she asked with a big smile.
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Delilah finally finished aiding Xeixii into his wheelchair and gathering his essentials, she followed behind his wheelchair to the dining room where the kids already were, then looking to make sure that Riply was also present. #This is everyone.#
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Broken_Illumination Captain
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Posted: Thu Aug 25, 2016 2:34 pm
With the weight of Paige off of them, they were free to get out of bed. Watching the star child running out of the door with such excitement brought a contagious smile to their face, so they didn't want to keep everyone waiting. They patted themselves off and straightened their dress, a oversized sweater two sizes too large for them and shorts, and walked out to gather with the rest of the family.
Gathering in the dining room and seeing Michael over the video call, a sudden and unexplainable sense of unease took to Ripley. They painted on a smile as to not worry anyone and tried to keep their breathing calm as their pulse spiked, trying to ride out the nausea that took them by surprise. Quietly they put their hands together, putting pressure onto their own joints to try to give themselves something other then the labcoat to fixate on.
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