Komm Susser Tod 2 4 4

[00:01] * Yanmei hesitated. -
[00:05] <Yanmei> She was standing outside the remains of the Dorian's Captain's quarters, trying to will herself to just press the buzzer already. Instead, she was fidgetting. -
[00:11] <Yanmei> Marianne had not set foot on the Bridge since the baby incident - or much of anywhere else, from what Yanmei could gather. And while Yanmei had dropped by a few times since then, running the Battleship had made her incredibly busy, especially during the past few days. Could things have gotten worse since the last visit? She frowned, brow crinkling. Suppose Marianne was bundled away in there, chugging a bottle of hard liquor, gathering her courage to reach for her sidearm the way Harken had done and… -
[00:12] <Yanmei> She was suddenly pounding the buzzer with her finger. "Openupopenup," she hissed.
[00:14] <Minaplo> [… But the door didn't open.]
[00:19] <Yanmei> "Open up!" She took to actually knocking on the door, hard. "Marianne…?!"
[00:20] <Minaplo> […-
[00:21] <Minaplo> [There was a click. The door light wavered as it turned green. The door slid open.-
[00:21] <Minaplo> [Marianne was sitting up in bed, the thick covers around her. She was wearing what looked to be several layers of sweater.-
[00:22] <Minaplo> [She had a sleepy, scatterbrained expression on her face. Her skin was pale and her eyes red and puffy and surrounded by dark deep circles. "Huh…?" She mumbled.]
[00:25] <Yanmei> "…" Yanmei stalked over to the bed, trying hard to tighten the expression on her face to hide the worry.
[00:35] <Minaplo> ["Hi." Said Marianne, rubbing at her eyes.]
[00:40] * Yanmei leaned over, scrutinzing her face hard, as if expecting to see through her sleepiness to the terrible terrible truth. Strangely, nothing came of this. -
[00:41] <Yanmei> At last, she just sat down on the edge of the mattress with a sigh. "Good morning, Marianne."
[00:42] <Minaplo> [Marianne flopped down against her pillows.-
[00:42] <Minaplo> ["Errything ok?"]
[00:42] <Yanmei> "O-of course?" She tossed her hair. "Why wouldn't it be?"
[00:47] <Minaplo> ["'Cause we're stuck on a barren iceball with a broken ship?"]
[00:49] <Yanmei> "…yeah. There's that. But not for long!"
[00:53] <Minaplo> ["Uh-huh."-
[00:53] <Minaplo> [She pulled her blankets up around her and rolled onto one side, facing Yanmei.]
[00:55] <Yanmei> "You've probably already heard the news? But the day after the wedding we'll be back, floating along outside of France."
[00:59] <Minaplo> ["Heck of a honeymoon."]
[01:05] <Yanmei> "Heh. If only? But how have you been? Have you been by to see Sophie's kid lately?"
[01:05] <Minaplo> ["Uh, not really."]
[01:09] <Yanmei> "You probably wouldn't be able to see much of him? Because of the cold they've bundled him up to the point where he's barely visible. I doubt he can even move right now…"
[01:10] <Minaplo> ["Just like a bug in a rug, huh? Are you cold?"
[01:10] <Minaplo> ]
[01:11] <Yanmei> "Always."
[01:12] <Minaplo> [Marianne gestured at the blankets.]
[01:15] * Yanmei nestled underneath them - after carefully unlacing and setting her boots aside first, of course. "Thanks."
[01:16] <Minaplo> [Marianne reached out, grabbing Yanmei with her arms and pulling herself over, resting her head against Yanmei's shoulder.]
[01:26] <Yanmei> Marianne was warm, and most of all -alive-. Yanmei didn't pull away. In fact, she relaxed into her. "Sorry for waking you up."
[01:30] <Minaplo> ["S'okay. Sorry for being a bad host."]
[01:44] <Yanmei> "I'll live." Her stomach rumbled softly, and Yanmei sighed again. "I do remember the days of eating giant trays of breakfast together in this room though…"
[01:45] <Minaplo> ["Oh yeah, what's the time…?"]
[01:54] <Yanmei> "Around 9:30, I think."
[01:56] <Minaplo> ["On a…?"]
[01:58] <Yanmei> "Wednesday morning?"
[01:59] <Minaplo> ["Aha. Then looks like I didn't eat yesterday."]
[02:00] <Yanmei> "…" Yanmei gave her a stern look.
[02:00] * Raphael (~ua.moc.tensutpo.dlq.ap.36-841-791-94ap|oaT#ua.moc.tensutpo.dlq.ap.36-841-791-94ap|oaT) has joined #nervfrance
[02:00] * Raphael (~ua.moc.tensutpo.dlq.ap.36-841-791-94ap|oaT#ua.moc.tensutpo.dlq.ap.36-841-791-94ap|oaT) Quit (Quit: <Minaplo> I like Louis XIV, because he seems like this incredibly wasteful extravagant partyboy, but beneath that double chin, jowls, fourteen ermine capes, moustache, 15 pound wig and 18th century parachute pants is a cunningly machiavellian mind.)
[02:02] <Minaplo> ["What? The last thing I ate was when Cornelia brought me up this whale stew… Seemed a little agitated."]
[02:08] <Yanmei> "She… doesn't approve of eating whale," Yanmei mumbled. "Do you have any leftiver MRE's? It's gotta be better than eating nothing."
[02:11] <Minaplo> ["Uh, I dunno. I haven't been collecting any."]
[02:16] <Yanmei> "I could run back to my room and get you one…"
[02:16] <Minaplo> ["Meh, I'm not hungry."]
[22:46] <Yanmei> "You're sure?" she said warily. "You have to keep your strength up, you know."
[22:49] <@Minaplo> [She shrugged.]
[22:59] <Yanmei> "…" Yanmei sighed. Later, then… "Have you been getting progress updates about what's going on on the ship?"
[23:00] <@Minaplo> ["Some."]
[23:01] <Yanmei> "Anything you're curious about? Maybe I can fill you in on some more stuff."
[23:03] <@Minaplo> ["Uh, well… Our guys in Singapore came back, huh?"]
[23:07] <Yanmei> "Yeah. They brought back some new allies with them? Or prisoners."
[23:12] <@Minaplo> ["Oh?"]
[23:18] <Yanmei> "An infamous Australian jerkface who goes by the name of John Brown? And also two missing leaders from SEELE."
[23:19] <@Minaplo> ["Huh? John Brown- wait, SEELE?"]
[23:24] <Yanmei> "Yeah. Crazy right? They were in hiding, but Caine sent her Primes to kill them, and then our people got mixed in somehow thanks to Brown. When they pulled out of Singapore, our team sort of… brought everyone involved home with them. Except for the Primes, of course."
[23:27] <@Minaplo> ["Which ones?"]
[23:29] <Yanmei> "The only original ones left alive. Shardlake and Romanov."
[23:34] <@Minaplo> ["Huh. Well, that's handy. I'm sure they have all sorts of interesting information and resources we can use."]
[23:36] * Yanmei blinked at her, and then laughed quietly. "That's true? If we can trust them."
[23:38] <@Minaplo> ["We probably can't, but we can still use them. We're their only hope, after all."]
[23:39] <Yanmei> "We should isolate them. Keep them from getting at some of -our- information too."
[23:42] <@Minaplo> ["Oh?"]
[23:45] <Yanmei> "Of course. We have secrets that even SEELE doesn't know about!" She lifted her chin proudly, as if she had something - anything - to do with that.
[23:47] <@Minaplo> ["This is true, but…"]
[23:47] <Yanmei> "Hm?"
Session Time: Fri Dec 26 00:00:00 2014
[00:01] <@Minaplo> ["Well, I dunno. What if they need it?"]
[00:02] <Yanmei> "…what do you mean?"
[00:05] <@Minaplo> ["I dunno, they might have some info that only makes sense if we share…" She shrugged. "I'm not sure."]
[00:11] <Yanmei> "It's… not impossible." She was frowning more. "We'd have to be really desperate? Or, alternately, be able to trust them a little."
[00:17] <@Minaplo> ["Mmm…"]
[00:20] <Yanmei> "That else did you hear? A-about Singapore?"
[00:31] <@Minaplo> ["I, er… Heard about Aline…" Said Marianne awkwardly.]
[00:32] <Yanmei> Yanmei's heart sank. She nestled a little closer to her.
[00:44] <@Minaplo> ["How are you feeling…?" She whispered.]
[00:53] <Yanmei> She paused for a long time. "I won't do anything foolish," she began, giving Marianne her most assuring look.
[00:59] <@Minaplo> ["F-Foolish?"]
[01:02] <Yanmei> "Yeah. Like immediately trying to crash the Synfront and kill everyone inside once we return."
[01:03] <@Minaplo> ["Well, that's good."]
[01:05] * Yanmei nodded distractedly at that. -
[01:06] <Yanmei> "Are you… um. Coping?"
[01:08] <@Minaplo> ["What, with Aline's death? Or the deaths of everyone else?" She asked bluntly.]
[01:15] <Yanmei> "I meant…" she paused again, this time to collect herself. "Either way, it's all right if you don't want to answer."
[01:24] <@Minaplo> ["Alright, then."]
[01:25] <Yanmei> "Sorry," she mumbled.
[01:27] <@Minaplo> [She shrugged, nestling her head in against Yanmei's own. "I just wanna sleep."]
[01:34] <Yanmei> "All right," she said softly. "Let's sleep for a while, then."
[01:35] <@Minaplo> ["Sorry I'm such dead weight…"]
[01:36] <Yanmei> "You're not. You've never been."
[07:13] <@Minaplo> ["Well I feel like it right now."]
[07:21] <Yanmei> "But it's not like that? We totally understand why you're taking time off, so…"
[07:30] <@Minaplo> ["I bet there's a lot of people who wish they could do the same, but can't."]
[07:34] <Yanmei> "Some," she admitted quietly. "But there are also some who are doing the same as you. Probably more who will leave the Dorian and go with the civilians instead of fighting when we return."
[07:45] <@Minaplo> ["Do you think I should do that…?"]
[07:00] <Yanmei> Yanmei's expression danced between surprise and worry. "I was taking it for granted that you'd stay with us. What do you -want- to do?"
[07:14] <Mianplo> ["I… I don't know, Yanmei. I wish I had some answer for you, but sometimes all I want to do is sleep and not wake up."]
[07:17] <Yanmei> "…" -
[07:21] <Yanmei> "You can come back whenever you want," Yanmei reminded her. "Even if you do go with them and end up sleeping a while, if you one day feel like you can handle your position again all you have to do is call me."
[07:28] <Mianplo> [Marianne squeezed Yanmei tight, snuggling into her. "That's not very professional… But I appreciate it."]
[07:28] * Zack is now known as ZackSleep
[07:41] <Yanmei> "You're welcome. Anyway, you have at least a few days to think about it?"
[07:42] <Mianplo> ["Yeah."-
[07:43] <Mianplo> ["I'll try to sort myself out by the time the wedding rolls around anyway."]
[07:50] * Yanmei grinned faintly at that. "Thank you. It's turning out to be less high-pressure than I thought it would be? I guess that's because we're so short on resources. No flowers, no cake… the reception is just going to be music and finger foods in a decorated room on the Bell."
[07:55] <Mianplo> ["Whale sandwiches?"]
[07:59] <Yanmei> "Heh. We don't have the bread for that? But! We'll have little whale meatballs, with dipping sauce. And grilled whale kebabs."
[08:00] <Mianplo> ["What sort of sauce?"]
[08:03] <Yanmei> "I'm not sure of the specifics, but I was told there would be something similar to a sweet chili sauce."
[08:05] <Mianplo> ["Not a sweet krill-i sauce?"-
[08:05] <Mianplo> ["… Sorry."]
[08:15] * Yanmei groaned quietly. "That was on James' level of terribleness."
[08:18] <Mianplo> ["Harsh."]
[08:25] * Yanmei snickered softly. "Let's share a few slices of actual cake sometime, once we return to Earth."
[08:30] <Mianplo> ["I'd like that." Said Marianne.-
[08:30] <Mianplo> ["Yanmei…"]
[08:31] <Yanmei> "Hm?"
[08:35] <Mianplo> ["Love you."]
[08:36] <Yanmei> Another grin. Yanmei shut her eyes, appreciating Marianne's warmth and the softness of the bed. "I love you too."

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