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6/23/2016 3:24:28 PM
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She smirks.
"Well, let's see...
I was born on Terra's Moon. My parents, Kor'El and Mir'idia, were both Tau who had fled the empire. Shortly after I was born, though, my mom was killed in battle... but that's alright. I never really knew her, anyway. Although I do know I look just like her."
She smiles.
"I was raised around humans. Your lifestyle of craziness and freedom has always been my favourite! I love throwing parties. I love everything about humans, you know. Your culture, your looks, everything. When I was really little, my dad showed me how to pilot battlesuits. I immediately loved it. Everything about battlesuits, I know like the back of my hand. My father eventually found another woman he liked... a human, named Amy. They had a baby together, my sister Amy. They named her after her mum."
She giggles.
"But yeah... now comes the dark part. During the battle for Terra, my father... well, he died. But... he wasn't killed. He wasn't left to rest. Necrons took his dying body and made him into a pariah, into their Supreme Lord. His first move was to attack the base we lived on, on the moon. A lot of us, the Tau of the T'erra Sept, managed to escape. His necron army was here with a single goal: destroy humanity. While he was a necron, he converted my mother too. Together, they had another child. Her name is... well, we call her Abby. She's really sweet... it's all thanks to her that we got Dad back. Being the only necron with a free soul to exist, she used her powers to liberate my dad. So when he merged with the Nightbringer, he kept control.
Then, after that whole ordeal, we, the family, began scouring the cosmos to retrieve the members of the T'erran Sept. We were ripped from our coordinated flightpath, and we were brought here. And... that's about it. And even though I look like I'm only twenty, I'm actually twenty-eight."
She smiles.
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"Alcohol and an empty stomach don't mix well - and hit diggity damn, you are an absolutely amazing cook! These things... Oh my. Speechless."
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"Thank you! I've always been a good cook. At least, it's what others told me."
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"Good is an understatement and an insult! Because this stuff is at least half as good as you." He said with a shy grin.
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She giggles. "You and your compliments... you make me feel all fuzzy."
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"Do I make you feel all hot and fuzzy inside? Oh my, I'm flattered.. Oh yeah, alcohol is definitely kicking in alright." He chuckles.
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She eats up her second hot dog with a smile.
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He does the same, eating the hotdog with a bright smile, and with twinkling eyes.
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After finishing her food and her drink, she smiles at him. "I'm full... this was really fun, you know!"
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He finishes as well, and happily returns the smile. "This was a great day, and it still isn't over yet!.. At least, I don't think it is... What's the time? No matter! I had fun. Lots of fun."
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"It's getting a bit late, and I'm getting a bit tired..." She yawns.
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Edited by CPU Purple-Heart: 6/23/2016 8:44:38 PM"Spare bed anywhere? Or... I did see two couches. Ah, yes.. Better than my mech, though my mech still is pretty comfortable.." The man yawns, covering his mouth with a hand.
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"There's a spare bed in my room. You can sleep there."
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Edited by CPU Purple-Heart: 6/23/2016 8:50:25 PM"Your room? Haven't been there.. Unless I somehow missed two beds in the other room." He chuckles.
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"I'll show you the place, don't worry." She smiles, standing up and stretching.
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"Thanks, dear." He yawns again, his hand covering his mouth still. Then he gets up with a groan, and stretches as well, his bones making a couple of rather loud pops and cracks.
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[spoiler]ew.[/spoiler] She took him to the bedroom, where there was two beds.
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[spoiler]What are you on about? Cracking and popping my bones feels great. [/spoiler] "So, dearest, which bed is yours and which one is mine to sleep on?" He yawns... Again, and stretches some more, making his muscles bulge. Because that's how it works? I dunno. Blame the alcohol.
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"I sleep on the left, you sleep on the right. If it's alright with you, I'm going to sleep right now."
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"Me too.. I'm tired.." He throws his shirt onto the bed, and fiddles with his shorts, letting it drop to his feet. He then kicks it onto the bed, and slips into said bed.
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"Yeah... sleep well, Lucas..." Mir'ika slips into her bed.
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"Sleep well, Miri..." And with that, Luke passes out with a very soft snore.
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[spoiler]end, I assume?[/spoiler]
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[spoiler]Unless you wanna do anything like REDNECK DAD WITH A SHOTGUN OUTTA NOWHERE. [/spoiler]
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[spoiler]for the last time, no.[/spoiler]
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[spoiler]I know, I know; I was kidding. For the third or fourth time. Dunno how many times I mentioned it. Sorry. [/spoiler]
