Peace Re Assurance Pleasure Are The Goals I Seek

[21:29] * Yanmei pulled out of the parking lot behind the apartment where Ariadne Delacour lived and started to drive. Her morning list of errands were concluded at last - not that there had been too many. Not enough to justify skipping school that day, but it seemed like there were never enough hours in the day to spend with the people she wanted.-
[21:30] <Yanmei> Case in point: she peered into her mirror to watch little Lizzie, strapped into her car seat, a plush doll that looked remarkably like Marianne in her hands. Every now and then, a day like this was okay. -
[21:34] <Yanmei> It was an additional half hour on the road, but eventually she pulled up in front of the gates to a familiar lavish estate and deployed herself and the baby cheerfully. She had brought cookies, too, just for the hell of it, and she tried to balance the little cardboard bakery box in hand, while hefting Elizabeth up with her other arm. "Here we go~"
[21:34] <@Freya‘Solheim> ["Cookie!" Elizabeth reached for the box.]
[21:35] <Yanmei> "No, no, not yet." Yanmei pulled the box away. "Wait a little longer, okay?"
[21:36] <@Freya`Solheim> ["Cookieeeeee." Lizzie made one more attempt.]
[21:38] <Yanmei> "Lizzieeeee," Yanmei held it away firmly. "Wait." Eee, she would give her so many once they were inside! She was learning so many new things each day and growing up so quickly. Yanmei shut the door with her hip, and moved toward to gate to buzz the people inside.
[21:39] <@Freya`Solheim> ["Mawiemawie." Elizabeth shook the Marianne plush toy. "Mawie~"-
[21:39] <@Freya`Solheim> [Buzz. "Is that you, Mademoiselle Zhang?" Lucille’s voice over the intercom.]
[21:42] <Yanmei> "Hello Miss Lucille. Yes, it's me." They always seemed to expect her, even when she hadn't announced herself ahead. Why was that? "I dropped by to say hello? I brought cookies."
[21:48] <@Freya‘Solheim> ["One moment."-
[21:48] <@Freya`Solheim> [The front door of the house opened, and Lucille came out, clad in her blue dress as usual. At the gate, she bowed and opened the way for them. "Welcome back."]
[21:49] <Yanmei> "Thanks. How are you doing today?" Yanmei passed through with a grin.
[21:51] <@Freya`Solheim> ["I am well. I am just attending to Master de Orleans and his guest."]
[21:52] <Yanmei> "Oh, he’s with someone?" How awkward. "Should I come back later?"
[21:55] <@Freya‘Solheim> ["I’m sure the chateau is large enough to accomodate two extra guests."]
[22:02] <Yanmei> "Heh. I'm sure you're right?" She started to head in, cheerfully chattering on the way. There was a new art gallery that she was going to take the baby to in order to inspire her. Isaiah was well, yes, and he sent his wishes. Had she and Monsieur de Orleans ever been to the United States before?
[22:03] <@Freya‘Solheim> ["We have. Often on business." Said Lucille as she led Yanmei through the lovely front doors. "Master de Orleans is in the tea room."]
[22:05] <Yanmei> "Thanks." So she went toward the tea room, composed herself before the big, familiar doors, and then knocked demurely.
[22:05] <@Freya`Solheim> ["Would you fetch the door?"-
[22:05] <@Freya`Solheim> ["Of course."-
[22:05] <@Freya`Solheim> [Two familiar voices. One was de Orleans. The other…-
[22:05] <@Freya`Solheim> [The door opened. Alexandre Fontaine stared out.-
[22:05] <@Freya`Solheim> ["Yanmei?"]
[22:07] <Yanmei> "F-Fontaine?" Yanmei stared back, blankly. "What…?!"
[22:07] <@Freya`Solheim> ["What are you doing here-?!"]
[22:09] <Yanmei> "I should be asking you the same thing!" Unbelievable! Couldn’t this mooch find his own influencial friends? "Aren't you supposed to be in Germany?"
[22:11] <@Freya‘Solheim> ["I- well- I had a week off, so I came to Paris-2 to meet some old friends."]
[22:14] <Yanmei> "Is that so? Well… I had the day off school, and thought I’d do the same? For a minute I thought that Langley-Soryu kicked you out or something."
[22:14] <@Freya‘Solheim> ["Hah. No. She’s too busy fighting in the east…"]
[22:17] <Yanmei> "Hm." She scrutinized him carefully. "I heard she's been doing an amazing job out there."
[22:18] <@Freya‘Solheim> ["Well, she -is- Asuka the Great…"]
[22:20] <Yanmei> "So she is." She set Elizabeth down so that she could walk on her own. "Oof. You remember Elizabeth Bellamy, don’t you?"
[22:20] <@Freya‘Solheim> ["Oh, huh! This is the little girl I’ve been hearing about." Alex crouched down to look at Elizabeth eye-to-eye. "Hiya, Lizzie. How're you?"-
[22:21] <@Freya‘Solheim> ["Uuu?" Lizzie stared at him, then up at Yanmei. "Maamaa?"]
[22:22] <Yanmei> "Say hello, sweetie. Hi-hi~"
[22:24] <@Freya`Solheim> ["Hihi~"-
[22:24] <@Freya`Solheim> ["Hihi." Alex grinned, looking up at Yanmei. "She’s adorable. Aren't you just a big mum now?"]
[22:26] <Yanmei> "Wh-?" Yanmei turned a flustered pink. "Who's a mom?! I just…"
[22:30] <@Freya‘Solheim> ["You’re a mum." Said Alex, standing up, grinning. "It suits you. Makes you look very mature and distinguished."]
[22:32] <Yanmei> "Hmph. I already -was- mature and distinguished." Yanmei tossed her hair. "I'm surprised you're only just now noticing? And anyway, we don't know where her real mom is right now, and little kids need attention and support, so…"
[22:33] <@Freya‘Solheim> ["And you love her like a big cuddly mum."-
[22:33] <@Freya`Solheim> ["Maamaa!" Elizabeth grinned.]
[22:36] * Yanmei looked back and forth between the two of them, an almost frantic look on her face. It felt like she was beng cornered somehow, and with a big cute baby grin at that. Time to change the subject! "Lizzie! Want a cookie?"
[22:37] <@Freya`Solheim> ["Cookiee!"-
[22:37] <@Freya`Solheim> ["Who is it, Alexandre?"-
[22:37] <@Freya`Solheim> ["It’s Zhang Yanmei."-
[22:37] <@Freya‘Solheim> ["Oh!"]
[22:42] <Yanmei> "Hello, Monsieur de Orleans~" Yanmei called out in her most mature and collected voice. She fetched a chocolate chip cookie from the package and handed it to Elizabeth, hoping that she wouldn’t get too many crumbs about between the door and the table. "How are you today?"
[22:43] <@Freya‘Solheim> ["Oh, I’m quite well. How're you?"-
[22:43] <@Freya‘Solheim> [Alex moved aside. The old gentleman was sitting at a table, a buttered fresh crumpet sitting on a dainty china plate before him.-
[22:43] <@Freya`Solheim> ["Cookieeee!" Elizabeth clumsily clenched it in her fist and began to bite into it.]
[22:49] <Yanmei> "I’m okay? I hope it's okay if we join you. It was a nice day, and I thought I'd stop by…"
[22:53] <@Freya‘Solheim> ["Of course, of course. I always have time for the most esteemed of Beijing’s daughters."-
[22:53] <@Freya‘Solheim> ["Is that what they’re calling you now?" Asked Alex.]
[22:59] <Yanmei> Yanmei's eyes glinted in an inward smirk as she passed Alex. It had a nice ring to it, and he should totally be jealous… but as she approached de Orleans, she lapsed into a soft titter. "Oh, I don't know. A title like that is awfully grand for me? Here, Lizzie." -
[22:59] <Yanmei> She set the little girl on a chair, even though it was unlikely that she could reach the table on her own like that, and then draped napkins on her lap to catch the falling crumbs.
[23:00] <@Freya‘Solheim> [Elizabeth happily sat there, nibbling on her cookie.-
[23:00] <@Freya`Solheim> ["I see you and Elizabeth are getting along well. You look quite at home with her."]
[23:02] <Yanmei> "She’s really a good girl," Yanmei grinned. "Did you see the new doll she she's carrying?"
[23:02] <@Freya‘Solheim> ["I do. Of the new Colonel, if I’m not mistaken."]
[23:07] <Yanmei> "That's right!" Yanmei took a seat for herself and smoothed down her skirt. "Colonel Marianne Amatore-deForest. She's my guardian too. When she comes home and is still in uniform, Elizabeth will follow her around, clutching her doll and staring in amazement. It's pretty cute."
[23:18] <@Freya‘Solheim> [de Orleans chuckled. "I can imagine. Would she like some cake?"-
[23:18] <@Freya`Solheim> [Alex came over, taking his old seat. "Yes. What sort of cake does your ~daughter~ prefer, Yanmei?"]
[23:22] * Yanmei almost glared at him. It wasn’t exactly an insult, but one could tell he was enjoying this way too much. "We should leave the cake until after she's finished her cookie? Ah… she might get a bit hyper, too."
[23:24] <@Freya‘Solheim> ["Oh, that’s alright. I'm fully insured."]
[23:29] * Yanmei giggled, and then gave herself a little memtal reminder, placing the rest of the box of cookies on the table. "Please help yourself. You too, Mr. Fontaine. So… you two are old friends?"
[23:29] <Yanmei> ^mental
[23:34] <@Freya‘Solheim> ["Oh, I might pass for now. I still have a crumpet." Said de Orleans.-
[23:34] <@Freya`Solheim> [Alex took a handful, however. "Thanks."-
[23:34] <@Freya`Solheim> ["But yes. Alexandre and I have known each other for quite some time."]
[23:35] * Yanmei nodded. "Through the former Commander, I suppose?"
[23:36] <@Freya`Solheim> ["Through my father, actually." Said Alex.]
[23:39] <Yanmei> "Oh?"
[23:40] <@Freya`Solheim> ["I’m an old friend of the family, you might say. Of Elisha, at least." Said de Orleans.]
[23:42] <Yanmei> "You've mentioned knowing them for a while, but I think it's the first time you've mentioned Elisha Caine specifically." Yanmei took a cookie for herself. "What did you think of him?"
[23:57] <@Freya‘Solheim> [Alexandre is watching the old man closely.-
[23:57] <@Freya`Solheim> ["… Brilliant." Said de Orleans. "Very ambitious. And, I must say, supremely self confident…"
[23:57] <@Freya`Solheim> ]
[00:04] * Yanmei nodded and grinned. "That seems to be the impression he’s left on a lot of people around NERV too?" She'd caught the look from Alexandre. Decided that it was just the look of someone listening to gossip about a person they deeply cared about. Probably. "How is Chairperson Caine doing these days?"
[00:04] <@Freya‘Solheim> ["Oh, she’s as frigid as usual."]
[00:07] * Yanmei almost choked on her cookie - she hid her laughter behind a dainty cough. "*ahem* Has anyone been selected to fill the vacated seat on the Committee? She probably has someone in mind, doesn't she?"
[00:07] <@Freya‘Solheim> ["She does, actually."-
[00:08] <@Freya`Solheim> [Alex shifted awkwardly.]
[00:09] <Yanmei> "Hm?" She glanced between the two of them. A very strange feeling was starting to take hold. "…"
[00:13] <@Freya`Solheim> ["Wouldn’t you like to know?" Asked de Orleans.]
[00:15] <Yanmei> Yanmei jerked her attention back to him. "Yes, please." Please not Jerkface… please not Jerkface…
[00:16] <@Freya‘Solheim> ["The Director of Beijing-2."]
[00:17] <Yanmei> "…" Yanmei went perfectly still for a moment. When she blinked, it was as if it was in slow-motion. "…Pardon?"
[00:18] <@Freya`Solheim> ["Zhang Mingzhu, Director of Beijing-2, is being considered as the primary candidate."]
[00:20] <Yanmei> "I um." She fumbled for some way to explain the shock. "I had no idea."
[00:21] <@Freya`Solheim> ["Not even Director Zhang knows."]
[00:28] <Yanmei> "I didn’t think she was the sort of peron Caine would select," Yanmei murmured, and fell quiet for a few beats. "When will the decision be finalized?"
[00:29] <@Freya‘Solheim> ["In two weeks."]
[00:32] <Yanmei> "So close."
[00:32] <@Freya`Solheim> ["Very much so." He flicked his gaze back to Alex, who fidgetted.]
[00:37] <Yanmei> "Heh. At least now I’ll know when to call and congratulate her?" She made herself smile. "I'm sure she'll be happy. It'll be like another promotion."
[00:37] <@Freya‘Solheim> ["Yes, she will." Said Alex hollowly.-
[00:38] <@Freya`Solheim> ["Your mother’s confidence was quite broken by the attack on Beijing. This is like Caine giving that back." Said de Orelans.]
[00:40] <Yanmei> "Was it that noticable? When I visited her in January, she seemed pretty together again. Like she was her old self."
[00:41] <@Freya‘Solheim> ["That was after the promotion Caine gave her." Muttered Alex.]
[00:42] <Yanmei> "I suppose it was," Yanmei said. She had dropped her hands below the table so that they could shake out of sight of everyone else.
[00:52] <@Freya`Solheim> [Something patted her hand.-
[00:52] <@Freya`Solheim> [Out of sight, Alexandre had patted it, his own hand under the table.]
[01:01] <Yanmei> Her own hands jerked a little, startled, but… slowly, they started to stop shaking. Yanmei’s cheeks colored ever so slightly. "Ah. What other things have been going on at work, Monsieur? That you can tell us about, I mean?" Her smile was a bit more relaxed now too.
[01:03] <@Freya‘Solheim> ["Well…"]
[01:14] * Yanmei gazed at him, breaking off a little to attend to Lizzie by dabbing at her chocolate-smeared and crumb-dusted face.
[01:15] <@Freya`Solheim> ["… There’ll be a hearing, two days after the 8th candidate is chosen." Muttered Alex.]
[01:17] <Yanmei> "Another hearing." Yanmei paused, heart pounding, but her hands were steady. "The possible candidates?"
[01:17] <@Freya‘Solheim> ["Yeah. It’s about 08…"]
[01:18] <Yanmei> "Isaiah's one of them again, isn't he?"
[01:18] <@Freya‘Solheim> ["The only one."]
[01:19] * Yanmei closed her eyes a moment, but there was no shock there. "So we have to do this again."
[01:20] <@Freya`Solheim> ["Yeah…"]
[01:22] <Yanmei> "How much time do I have? Surely, it would take place after the new member of the Committee was sworn in."
[01:22] <@Freya`Solheim> ["Two days after. So sixteen days." Said Alex.]
[01:24] <Yanmei> "They’re not going to make it easy, are they?" Yanmei sighed. "All right. Will there be a witness this time as well?"
[01:25] <@Freya‘Solheim> ["Yes."]
[01:25] <Yanmei> "And that will be…?"
[01:25] <@Freya`Solheim> ["His father. You are also asked to attend."]
[01:26] <Yanmei> "That’s an odd request. I'll comply, of course?"
[01:32] <@Freya‘Solheim> [de Orleans nodded slowly. "Alex and I have been discussing it ourselves. We aren’t sure why you'll be there…"]
[01:34] <Yanmei> "Maybe they'll want to know more about the Boston incident?" But she was unsure herself, frowning.
[01:35] <@Freya‘Solheim> ["What -did- happen?" Asked Alex curiously.]
[01:38] <Yanmei> "An Angel attacked. The two MP EVAs launched to destroy it were incapacited. EVA-09 and its pilot, Ayanami Rei, were being assualted mentally in a highly dangerous situation. They launched 08, with Isaiah inside to save her life. He… didn’t do so well? But then 08 berserked…"
[01:40] <@Freya‘Solheim> ["And ripped it to shreds."]
[01:45] <Yanmei> "…" Yanmei’s eyelids lowered ever so slightly. "Even though Isaiah couldn't defend himself against the Angel on his own, he still sported a very high Synch Ratio. Because the EVA was configured specifically for him, this is no surprise? But… why him? Why did they choose him to be a pilot in the first place?"
[01:47] <@Freya‘Solheim> [de Orleans glanced at Alex.-
[01:48] <@Freya`Solheim> ["… Well." Alex stared at Yanmei. "He’s an E-Type, like my father. Like Aline, Tsubaki and Isabelle, so…"]
[01:49] <Yanmei> "That can't be all there is to it, can it? Plenty of A-types have been piloting too."
[01:50] <@Freya‘Solheim> ["E-Types are special. There’s only seven of them." Said Alex.]
[01:55] <Yanmei> "So it -is- just because of that." she said dully.
[01:55] <@Freya‘Solheim> ["What else did you think?"]
[01:56] <Yanmei> "Nevermind. It doesn’t matter."
[02:05] <@Freya‘Solheim> ["…?" Alex frowned. "We’re on your side, you know."]
[02:07] <Yanmei> "Of course I know that." She lifted her eyes. "Thank you both. I'm sorry if I'm being a bit… weird."
[14:37] <@Alexandre> "We can't help if you don't tell us what's going on."
[14:47] <Yanmei> "But you both must know how the pilots are selected by the Marduk Institute. The real details," she muttered.
[14:47] <@Alexandre> Alex and de Orleans glanced at each other, then back at Yanmei.-
[14:48] <@Alexandre> "How do you think they do it?"
[14:52] <Yanmei> "Pilots are special, beyond the E-gene carriers. It's…" she was aware of how crazy it sounded, and she hated even saying it aloud. "It's a matter of classifying souls instead of genetics."
[14:53] <@Alexandre> They both nodded.-
[14:53] <@Alexandre> ["The Marduk Report is nothing more than a crew manifest, it's true." Said de Orleans.]
[14:56] <Yanmei> "That's right?" she blinked between the two of them and nodded. "And the identities of the pilots are spelled out in the Dead Sea Scrolls, almost like a prophecy."
[14:58] <@Alexandre> "Yes. Although the actual precise identities- Lilim identities- aren't noted, the soul's identity is." Said Alex. "And that's all one needs to locate an A/E Type."
[15:02] <Yanmei> "Was it just false hope before? When we originally blocked the motion to make him a pilot?"
[15:02] <@Alexandre> ["…" de Orleans sighed. "Forgive me, Yanmei. It seems to me as though we were merely delaying the inevitable."]
[15:06] * Yanmei considered it long and hard, staring down at her plate. "No," She said at last. "Please don't say that. That delay let him see his dream and kept him away from harm."-
[15:08] <Yanmei> "And, if I could delay it once, then I could delay it again. Over and over again, if that's what it takes. Even if the odds are terrible, I can't abandon him."
[15:11] <@Alexandre> "I know." Said Alex quietly.-
[15:11] <@Alexandre> ["But what are you going to do, Yanmei? You need that fourth vote, but forgive me for saying, but your mother has always been very… Focused on these sorts of things. There's a good chance she'll vote yes and feel like she's doing you both a favour."]
[15:13] <Yanmei> "I may need a third vote even before the fourth. I suspect Ikari of being the same way. Moreover, the situation in the States is probably worrying him a little?"
[15:14] <@Alexandre> ["Ikari won't care about the United States, unless somehow losing it affects his status. Which it won't."]
[15:17] <Yanmei> "Oh. Well…" she still looked a little uncertain. "I will start by talking to my mother. I'll talk to him too, just to be sure. But, Monsieur?"
[15:18] <@Alexandre> ["Mm?"]
[15:20] <Yanmei> "Why do the UN members of the Committee all vote the same way? You broke the rule last time and were strong enough to resist punishment. Aren't there any others who could break away?"
[15:21] <@Alexandre> ["Because… Largely, the Committee is stronger together than we are apart. Unity is important in all matters." Said de Orleans. "I'm also probably one of the strongest members apart from Caine herself, so I have a bit of freedom…" He smiled. "But otherwise, it simply comes down to the fact that for most of the time, the Committee all want the same thing."]
[15:23] <Yanmei> "They do?" The suprise rang in her voice.
[15:25] <@Alexandre> ["Oh, yes."]
[15:28] <Yanmei> "Do you still want those things? The last time you said that you helped me because you wanted to."
[15:29] <@Alexandre> ["I do want to help you." Said de Orleans. "And as to whether I want those things… Well, let's just say that the occupation of your beau is not the only thing Caine and I clash over."]
[15:31] <Yanmei> "I see." She relaxed into a quiet smile. "Thank you."
[15:39] <@Alexandre> ["You're quite welcome."-
[15:40] * @Alexandre was frowning, however.
[15:43] <Yanmei> "What's wrong?" The smile faded a little, slowly, around the edges.
[15:43] <@Alexandre> "It's nothing. I'll tell you about it later."
[15:50] <Yanmei> "Hm. Suit yourself?"
[15:51] * @Alexandre nodded. "I will."-
[15:51] <@Alexandre> ["How is your young man, anyway?"]
[15:53] <Yanmei> "He's been keeping busy. He doesn't remember much about what happened in America, thankfully. Lizzie, though…"
[15:54] <@Alexandre> ["Hm?" He looked over at the little girl, who had demolished her cookie and was looking around.]
[15:54] <Yanmei> "She saw it on the monitors. I was careless."
[15:55] <@Alexandre> ["What happened?"]
[15:58] <Yanmei> "She wouldn't talk. She just… stopped talking to me. Wouldn't do anything." Yanmei was gazing at her now, too, her face taunt with worry. "But the moment she saw Isaiah she snapped out of it and started to cry."
[16:02] <@Alexandre> ["Mawie~" Elizabeth shook the plush toy happily.-
[16:02] <@Alexandre> "Sounded like she was in shock."
[16:05] <Yanmei> "It was scary." Yanmei muttered. "She's better now, though. We're trying to get her to sleep alone now, but… she's gotten used with sleeping in our bed and clinging to Isaiah as she falls asleep. Ah… sleeping in Isaiah's bed, I mean!"
[16:07] <@Alexandre> "Oh no, shock and horror, Yanmei shares a bed with her lover." Muttered Alex sardonically. "Someone alert the presses, a girl and a boy in love are sleeping together…"
[16:08] <Yanmei> "You…" but the presence of de Orleans tempered that seemingly dark beginning. "Hee hee… you're such a joker, Fontaine!"
[16:09] <@Alexandre> ["He has a point." Said de Orleans, smiling.]
[16:13] <Yanmei> "Well, yes, but… ah… So how are you and Asuka doing, anyway?"
[16:22] <@Alexandre> "Oh, we're quite good. How're you and Isaiah?" He asked smoothly.
[16:24] <Yanmei> "We're just fine too," she smiled sweetly at him. Deflecting things back at her. That jerkface…
[16:25] <@Alexandre> "Oh yes? Been to any lovely hotels recently?"
[16:26] <Yanmei> "I'm sure I don't know what you mean."
[16:27] <@Alexandre> "Perhaps you should ask Lieutenant Gagnier."
[16:30] <Yanmei> "Maybe I will," she said through gritted teeth. "Not that I have anything to hide?"
[16:31] <@Alexandre> "Oh? What would you not have to hide?"
[16:38] <Yanmei> "You're the one who brought up hotels. What sordid things are you imagining, anyway?" Yanmei tossed her hair. "Tsk. Asuka would punch you if she knew about this."
[16:39] <@Alexandre> "Unless I told her the full story. Ooh." He took out his mobile phone.
[16:40] * Yanmei scoffed. No way she would blow her cover at that. "What do you think you're doing?"
[16:45] <@Alexandre> "Texting Asuka."
[16:49] * Yanmei went from sitting primly in her chair… to making a lightning-quick grab at of phone!
[16:49] <Yanmei> ^at the phone
[16:52] <@Alexandre> [Alex was quickly, pulling the phone away.-
[16:52] <@Alexandre> "Ah-ah-ah." he was still furiously texting.
[16:53] <Yanmei> "I merely… wish to send her my regards as well. Give me that phone."
[16:55] <@Alexandre> "You have your own phone."
[16:58] <Yanmei> "Oh, but yours is a much newer, much cooler model. Won't you let me see it~" She couldn't believe she'd been reduced to this. Belittling her own phone!
[17:02] <@Alexandre> "Later." Text text.
[17:07] <Yanmei> "But-" she made a grab for his texting wrist, just barely managing to touch it before…
[17:07] <@Alexandre> He slapped it away. "Ah-ah-ah~"
[17:09] <Yanmei> "Fine. Whatever. Like I care about your phone anyway?" she plunked back down in her chair, and pulled something out of her own pocket. "I think I'll use my own after all."
[17:09] <@Alexandre> [There was a chuckle.-
[17:09] <@Alexandre> ["Look at the two of you. It's obvious you're both very good friends." Said de Orleans.]
[17:12] <Yanmei> "That's-" Yanmei stopped short, nearly dropping her phone, but she rallied, pounding away at her own buttons. "Monsieur, I'm not sure how you came to that conclusion, but…" SEND. Ha!
[17:16] <@Alexandre> ["Howso? The two of you are clearly having fun. I've never seen you act so… Youthful."]
[17:19] <Yanmei> "It seems that Mr. Fontaine here is so childish that he drags people down to his level." Yanmei sighed.
[17:25] <@Alexandre> "In all seriousness, we really are good friends."
[17:30] <Yanmei> Yanmei was taken aback. "Well," glanced away, tucking some hair behind her ears, "we've helped each other out and *mutter*."
[17:32] <@Alexandre> "When Asuka was thought to be dead, she was the first person to comfort me. She even hugged me." Said Alex.
[17:36] <Yanmei> "I wasn't very good at it. I think I really ticked you off first."
[17:38] <@Alexandre> "Yeah, but I was just genuinely emotional. After I really listened, you started getting through to me, and it helped cheer me up."-
[17:39] <@Alexandre> [Yanmei's phone beeped as a text arrived.]
[17:39] * Yanmei looked down at her phone.
[17:43] <Yanmei> "…" She looked up at him again with a glare. "You…jerkface! You did that on purpose!"
[17:45] <@Alexandre> "Hmm? What did I do?"
[17:50] <Yanmei> "For the record? Innocence isn't something that you can pull off easily," she huffed. She settled, though, folding her arms.
[17:50] <@Alexandre> "It seemed to me as though I were just sending a text to my girlfriend…"
[18:01] <Yanmei> "Whatever. He's a Jerkface, isn't he Lizzie~?" She stroked the little girl's hair. "Sorry, sweetie. We promised you cake, but we got wrapped up in talking didn't we?"
[18:02] <@Alexandre> ["Jerkface! Jerkface!"-
[18:02] <@Alexandre> "Why don't you and I go and get that cake for Lizzie?"
[18:04] <Yanmei> "Hm, I guess that's fine." Yanmei rose out of her chair. "Please excuse us?"
[18:04] <@Alexandre> ["Of course." Said de Orleans, smiling.]
[13:41] <@Misato‘> [They headed out into the great hall, and Alex looked around. "… I think there’s something you should know. A suspicion of mine."]
[13:42] <Yanmei> "Oh?" She kept her voice low. Never could tell where Lucille was or wasn't lurking…
[13:44] <@Misato‘> ["I think the attack on Boston was orchestrated by the Committee."]
[13:46] * Yanmei stared for a long time as chills wove through her, and ended her silence with a small chuckle. "Not even the Committee has control over the Angels, though? Right?"
[13:47] <@Misato`> ["No, not directly, but you know that they’re drawn to certain things, right? Like-"-
[13:47] <@Misato‘> [He looked around. "Like Lilith, in Terminal Dogma."]
[13:48] <Yanmei> "You’re saying they took a part of her out of there and stuck it somewhere in Boston?"
[13:48] <@Misato‘> ["No. Let me finish." Said Alex. "Do you remember how Ramliel had a weapon? A spear? They gave it to Aline."]
[13:49] <Yanmei> Yeah. Yeah, I remember."
[13:50] <@Misato`> ["She’s not the only one. All of the powerful Angels have a weapon like it. Malchediel had one, but it was built into its arms. Ramliel had the spear." He frowned. "The thing is, NERV and the Committee already have their hands on one of these."]
[13:52] <Yanmei> "What? Then… you mean a weapon used by Lilith?"
[13:55] <@Misato‘> [Alex shook his head. "No. They found one of these weapons- the Committe calls them Hallowed Arms- in Antarctica. A sword belonging to Adam. They codenamed it Excalibur." He frowned darkly. "A week before you arrived in Boston, Excalibur was secretly shipped to its Minifront."]
[13:57] <Yanmei> "But why?! All of that couldn’t have been to trap Isaiah, could it? That would be the height of recklessness!"
[14:05] <@Misato‘> ["Reckless?"]
[14:06] <Yanmei> "What if 08 hadn’t berserked? What if Isaiah had shied away from the entry plug?"
[14:06] <@Misato‘> ["Did he?"]
[14:08] <Yanmei> "No."
[14:08] <@Misato`> ["Did 08 berserk?"]
[14:09] <Yanmei> "…yes."
[14:09] <@Misato`> ["This -would- be a reckless act unless they -knew- Isaiah would pilot, and -knew- 08 would berserk."]
[14:12] <Yanmei> "…" Yanmei looked away. "We never should have gone there. The whole time, I -knew- it was bad news. That just being around that EVA might lead to a problem. But I never imagined that something like this would…"
[14:14] <@Misato`> ["They knew you’d go there eventually." Said Alex. "With Rei's friendship…"]
[14:17] <Yanmei> "I couldn't save him from their trap. …I can't rescue my mother, either."
[14:22] <@Misato‘> ["I’m going to give you some advice. I… Know you won't like it, but it's important."]
[14:23] <Yanmei> "I'm listening. I promise I won't smack you for it." She made a half-smile of sorts.
[14:23] <@Misato‘> ["Heh." …-
[14:23] <@Misato`> ["… You might want to consider trying to train him. To prepare him. I know you’re dedicated to ensuring he's safe. But if he -is- chosen, he'll need every scrap of help."]
[14:26] <Yanmei> "God." She closed her eyes a moment. "If you were in his shoes, wouldn't you see that as waving the white flag?"
[14:28] <@Misato‘> ["Maybe. But if perhaps you told me that you were doing this to cover all the bases…? He’s a smart young man. He knows that there's a good chance of something like this happening."]
[14:30] <Yanmei> "And what would -they- see it as?"#
[14:34] <@Misato‘> ["Does that matter?"]
[14:34] <Yanmei> "If it can be used against us, it does."
[14:35] <@Misato`> ["Of course they’ll try, but what matters most is persuading your mother."]
[14:38] <Yanmei> "She's a strong person, and she's supported us before… but Caine wouldn't have nominated her if she didn't believe that she could be controlled." Yanmei scowled. "It's like belittling her without her even realizing it?"
[14:39] <@Misato‘> ["Yes, she does that."]
[14:42] <Yanmei> "You’ve seen your aunt in action a bunch of time, huh?" Yanmei sighed. "I'll find a way to point out the situation. Delicately."
[14:44] <@Misato‘> ["Good."]
[14:46] <Yanmei> "I spoke to the EVA too."
[14:48] <@Misato`> ["Y-You what?"]
[14:49] <Yanmei> "I tried to synch with 08. She’s a stakeholder in this mess too, after all?"
[14:49] <@Misato‘> ["A-And what happened?"]
[14:51] <Yanmei> "I don’t know. I'm still trying to figure out what she said? Also, she attacked me."
[14:53] <@Misato‘> ["Why?"]
[14:56] <Yanmei> "At first, I think it was because she didn’t like me? But then she seemed to be entrusting me to something, and the second attack was to make a point about it." She didn't quite cringe at the pun, even though she wanted to. "She showed me a vision. It was something I'd seem before, from a different perspective, but I don't know what it means."
[14:57] <Yanmei> ^I'd seen
[14:58] <@Misato‘> ["What kind of vision?"]
[14:59] * Yanmei hesitated. De Orlean’s house was a blind spot, she supposed, in Mary Caine's vast network. There was no way he and Lucille would let themselves be spied on. "You can't tell anyone, okay?"
[15:03] <@Misato‘> ["I promise."]
[15:07] <Yanmei> "I didn’t tell anyone about the… you-know-what you showed me back then," she said meaningfully. "I hope you mean that. But." She leaned close and lowered her voice further, to a whisper. "It was like a great big white puppet, with no strings. It struck Isaiah down with a sword as he screamed for my help, but I couldn't save him. It… it scared 08. She didn't want it to happen again, she said."
[15:09] <@Misato‘> ["A great white puppet…?"]
[15:12] * Yanmei nodded, frowning. "It’s like… well. White. I think?"
[15:13] <@Misato‘> ["These aren’t great details. Do you have more?"]
[15:20] <Yanmei> "There was a mask. A white one. Smilling…"
[15:21] <@Misato‘> ["Hmm." Alexandre bit his lip. "Odd."]
[15:21] <Yanmei> "Yeah. I dunno." Yanmei shrugged a little.
[15:24] <@Misato`> ["…" He patted her on the shoulder. "I meant it when I said we were friends."]
[15:25] <Yanmei> "I know you did." She tried to relax a little more, smiling. "You’ve been way supportive? Thanks."
[15:30] <@Misato‘> ["You’re welcome." He smiled. "Come on. If I want Lizzie to grow up calling me 'Uncle Alex' instead of 'Jerkface' I should go grab that cake."]
[15:30] <Yanmei> "You'll have to play with her too. It's no good just bribing her with food."#
[15:31] <@Misato‘> ["That’s ok. We can play, 'Isn't mummy silly'."]
[15:33] <Yanmei> "You'll rot her mind with such nonsense," Yanmei scoffed, and tossed her hair.
[15:35] <@Misato‘> ["’Can you say, 'Silly mummy'? I bet she could."]
[15:37] <Yanmei> "Well, we know she can say 'Jerkface' just fine, at least," she smirked.
[15:38] <@Misato‘> ["Hmph." He folded his arms. "Hey, you know how I didn’t send Asuka that text?"]
[15:38] <Yanmei> "You wouldn't dare…"
[15:38] <@Misato‘> ["I actually told her ages ago."]
[15:39] <Yanmei> "What?!?"
[15:39] <@Misato`> ["Oh yeah. I immediately regretted it."]
[15:40] <Yanmei> "Oh?" A silver lining to this ghastly story? "Did she yell at you for trying to spread rumors about her beloved idol~?"
[15:42] <@Misato`> ["No. She demanded that we go to one right away." He sighed.]
[15:45] <Yanmei> "…" Yanmei broke out into laughter.
[15:47] <@Misato`> ["’What? How come -she- gets to go to a Love Hotel? It isn't fair! I'll make sure to ask her all about it when I see her'."]
[15:47] <Yanmei> The laughter died away. "You mean… an interrogation's on the way?"
[15:48] <@Misato‘> ["Yup."]
[15:50] <Yanmei> "T-this is all your fault! Yours and that dratted Katsuragi!"
[15:51] <@Misato`> ["The questions she’ll ask…" He began to power walk. "Off to grab cake, then steal your baby."]
[15:52] <Yanmei> "I'll be the ond to get the cake to her first!" she was walking faster herself, trying to outdo him.
[15:52] <@Misato`> ["Nope!" He started to run!]
[15:55] <Yanmei> And Yanmei followed at her own sprint. The race was on!#

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