Session Start: Wed Aug 03 19:27:28 2011 <@Ked> [Saturday, just before supper] <@Ked> [A very pretty room in Bouyer Hall] <@Ked> Tasi's parents are waiting for her in her dorm when she slinks back in after the fight... <@Ked> [mini start] * Trinh is working at Tasi's desk, sending mail. * Deniz is fiddling in the kitchen space as Tasi arrives. "This is a nice set of pans, Tasi. Better than mine." * Tasiya is glad not to have had to rap on her own door for too long... Hi Da, hi Mama! * Tasiya looks artfully smudged. * Tasiya looks around for a short, cute ball of trouble. * Nadinha is wading through Tasi's infinite closet of clothes. Hmmm. * Tasiya narrows her eyes a bit. "They're TOO BIG for you!" The accessories aren't! If one of those nasty unicorn-killers gets you, can I have everything? Hey, I made most of those! If you want some, make your own!...or wait for your birthday, I--HEY!!! That's really mean, I could've gotten really hurt today after the stupid thing knocked me out! ...besides, Medusa and Lily already have dibs on some of it... Well if people aren't nice to unicorns, they won't be nice back, WILL THEY?! And that's so totally not fair. * Tasiya crosses her arms. "Dibs are dibs." And if you have any ideas on why, if those things were unicorns, they'd want to turn into *bleachers*... Dunno. * Nadinha turns back to rifling through Tasi's unmentionables. * Tasiya blushes dark. "What do you want to do with those, use them for shoulder pads?" Hey, same genes. Ana turned out all right too, didn't she? Dinha, maybe you'd better go meet some of the other prospective students. ...yeah! * Trinh is standing in the bedroom door, watching the squabble. Sei lives in Combs... * Tasiya looks innocent as she says that. I think we need to have a little private chat with your sister. ...hah. * Tasiya looks wide-eyed. "Uh-oh." * Nadinha tosses a pair of panties back into the drawer. "You're In Troooooouuuublllllle!" I swear that stuff is *just* for research!! * Nadinha doesn't look back. "'later!" * Tasiya shakes a half-hearted fist. <@Ked> The door shuts behind her. * Deniz looks up as the women come back into the main room. "You will be in trouble if you don't tell me what you're cooking with some of this stuff." Uh...the last thing I made was flakecorn? Farah's been by a couple of times to make some stuff, but I think she's uncomfortable in here for some reason... Ugh. Later, Deniz. Finding out what our daughter is DOING first, cooking later. * Tasiya looks from side to side. "What do you mean, Mama?" Isn't she doing normal Lady-things? * Tasiya nodnods. Not lady-things, though, but the things that Ladies do? No, that doesn't sound right either. * Trinh sits down on a conveniently-tall stool. "I guess I knew you were fighting monsters, but it's a little scarier up close and in person." * Tasiya perches cross-legged on one of her basket chairs. "Well, *that's* for sure." * Deniz doesn't look too concerned. "They've won all the fights so far." * Tasiya nods. "And being able to Blend helps a LOT." ...except Lady Unicorn got pasted good. You can't tell me it's perfectly safe. * Tasiya looks sad. Well...it isn't. But I'm a distance fighter, Mama, and I can Blend *really* well...and my teammates are there to back me up. I know, I know, and it's your duty. It's just hitting me a little harder today, that's all. The spitterwings have missed you. * Tasiya moues cutely and walks up to give her mother a hug. * Tasiya !s * Trinh hugs back, carefully. * Tasiya keeps a hold of her mother. "I *told* you they had the capacity to distinguish between different humans!" Of course they do, Tasi. How's Blinky's wing? Did it ever heal completely? Oh, you can tell where it snapped. No, really. They are a lot harder to manage since you left. * Tasiya brightens up a little. "I miss them too. But I can see them once we get our first break!" If they let you come home. Is Juniper around? They always seemed to be all right with him... ...! But, but, but why *wouldn't* they let us come home though? No, it's you they miss. Their big mama spitter. Everyone keeps getting bitten. * Tasiya looks a strange melange of confused, flattered, nostalgic and guilty...so basically just strange. It would be a practical decision. The terrorism, the media... better to keep things contained here. But...but then it would make everything really obvious who was who. And stuff. But you would be safe. * Trinh sounds emphatically positive about that. ...hard on us, though. ...well, the stuff today happened *here*... Deniz! * Tasiya looks torn. "But...it would probably be safer for *you*, too, wouldn't it, if I stayed here...." No, no. If you're identified, then they could come after us. No defense in depth, probably not as many bodyguards as they'd give an actual Lady... Stop it. This shouldn't be about us. * Tasiya looks thoughtful. "And I guess if I stay, then it's the same as me being identified..." * Tasiya is kind of upset about that one, though. "But you're *important* to me!" You're important to us, though. More of us than you! Hey, we shouldn't be *voting* on this, it's not fair! And...I don't know if we're allowed to tell you this. But we were...well, we were told that these things with the silverdarts happen more when there're more of us in one place...so maybe if we're spread out more, there'll be fewer attacks. And, and if I'm at home, then there'll be more security for *everybody*. ...or they could happen randomly. At, say, the ranch. * Trinh glares. "Don't you wish your father wouldn't say EVERYTHING that pops into his head?" * Tasiya bites her lip. * Deniz holds up his hands. "Sorry, sorry." The thing is, none of us will probably have any choice in the matter. If you come home... well, we'll just have to trust you. And we're all good with that. And if you stay here... we'll do what we need to. And we'll always be able to call, right? * Tasiya nods slowly, still biting her lip. Which reminds me. You're not calling home enough, young lady! Hey! I try! Just, you know...we've been really busy lately...with homework...and silverdarts... ...and the talent show.... ...oh my GOSH, the TALENT SHOW!!! We're expecting something spectacular, Tasi. * Tasiya panics. "You're coming right? You shouldn't come, it'll be awful. But please come anyway! Don't get your hopes up. I'll try to make you proud, though!" Yes... one would think it would turn out... epic. Given where we are. Just don't transform out of sheer panic. I think everyone is going. Eeeeeep, no, I totally won't! That's why I didn't let Takagi give me a lot of on-screen time, I didn't want to get really nervous!!! So I got to do it where all I have to do is costumes and makeup and just have to go onstage a *little* bit and for the finale and everything! But are they spectacular costumes? * Tasiya bites her lip again. "Um...if the stuff on Natsu's tiara doesn't come off, then...maybe?" Then I'm sure it will work out. * Tasiya brightens. "I hope so!" Now, to the important stuff. Do you really think these polysnowalloy pots are any good for soup? <@Ked> [end mini] Session Close: Wed Aug 03 23:15:25 2011