*As Shikyo was taking another sip of her tea, Steve walked over and 'introduced' himself to her. Granted she has already heard a little about this man who she now know works for IronWastas, it does not surprise her in the slightest that it seems like he is hitting on her already. To her it seems that most of the non-Kusari men hit on just about every other Sister that walks into the tea house.*
*She lays the small cup down on the table carefully as to not spill the tea, even as she lowers her othere hand from her lap to rest on the scabbard of her weapon. Wether Steve will notice the subtle threat there or not depends on how well schooled the man is in Kusari customs*
*Just as she was about to answer, her Elder Sister and Lord appeared in the Tea House for a moment before dissapearing into the kitchen for a few moments. She tilts her head and waits, then nods slightly when Lady Kurisho returns to the common room of the Tea House with some food and a drink of her own, heading over to the table that Shikyo occupies.*
*In Japanese to Lady Kurisho* "Konichiwa Lady-san. I understand. This one has already received a preventive injection from Medical for such a thing. She will take ones advice under consideration. Reports ready and on your desk ready for review. This one believes those she was sent to work with is about to fall on hard times as predicted."
*She stops speaking to the Lady when another stranger easily walked into the Tea House and asked the Lady Kurisho a question,she looks at the Tranger and answers for her Elder since she does know something.* Knichiwa Gaijin. Mr IronWastas mentioned he will be in his Lab. Security Personel can escort you there if you ask. Nearest Security post is at the Airlock just before accessing this section of Ainu."
*With that she turned her attention back to Steve, looking him over slowly before she speaks to him* "Konichiwa Steve-san. This one is known as Taii Shikyo of the Gunship Golden Dawn. As one can see now, this one is not entirely alone."
*She then nods slightly past Steve to another of her Sisters whom she recognises a little from having only seen the other a few times in the past* "Steve-san, this one thinks there is one who is waiting for service at the Bar."
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OOC:
Taii is a millitary Rank for those who did not know, not her name.
Amaya: I think the "redhead" had left the Tea House with some one in an earlier posting.
OOC: Steve actually IS Kusarian. He used to be an officer in the KNF, before he was captured by the Consortium and had a PC board jammed into his brain. This and the memory replacement + resocialisation destroyed much of his memory and knowlage of Kusarian customs. Also, he wears a Gasmask all the time, to prevent from becomming addicted to Cardi from the Air supply.
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Steve quickly ascertained that lady Shikyo was probably even more dangerous to be flirting with then Kurisho. Never the less, the bit of chivilry and self-pride left in him after the neurocyte implantation kept him from fleeing like a scared child.
Shikyo then stated that people apparently needed him at the bar. He glanced over his shoulder as best as he could through his resporator mask, and nodded.
"Oh... r-right. Well... I guess I have buisness to attend to, so... some other time I guess. If you need anything, please... just call me. I'm here to serve... erm... help! So... uhh... yeah..." Steve managed to complete the sentance and make it back to the bar without wetting himself, and served up some of the GC pilots who had come in from Patrol.
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Meanwhile, in Watsas-labs...
"Well golly, this sure is one heck of a setup. Where'd ya'll get all this stuff?" Cobalt asked, admiring the apparent sophistication of the Lab and it's contents.
"Slavaged it from victims, cannibalised unused parts of the station, bought it from Junkers, wherever." Ironwatsas replied, apparently working on something important, in a small alcove.
"So, wassat?" Cobalt asked, trying to see Iron's project.
"This... is the WATSAS mk-3 tactical operations android." Ironwatsas stated.
Ironwatsas stepped back, revealing what appeared to be a newer version of his own mechanical body. It shared a similar head and sensor iris to Watsas' Mk-2 bodysuit, but looked a bit more human-shaped, especially around the arms, legs, and hands.
"Well dang... " Cobalt replied, unsure of what exactly this was.
"You see, this current bodysuit uses a mechanical system of servos and maglev joints cusioned by a compound gel layer, and runs on a miniaturised Gas Turbine. The new version uses recently aquired nanotube muscle componants, and runs on Cardamine-based imulsion fuel. Far more efficient. I've also expanded heavily the cranial capacators with new Optronics and added a personal shield and Optical Camo emmitter right in." Ironwatsas stated.
"So... you're a robot now? If ya'll don't mind my asking... what happened? After Harris?" Cobalt asked, trying to be as polite as possible on the subject.
"*sigh* I don't remember the immediet aftermath. I was dead. Next thing I knew, the old Consortium commander, Prometheus, had activated me and stated his intent that I replace him. Which I did. Since then, I've begun the militarisation and brought the Consortium to Kusari to begin our operations." Ironwatsas stated, pacing back and forth habitually.
"But why? Why all this conquest jazz?" Cobalt asked.
"Because it is nessiscary. Humans are in severe need of evolution beyond their primitive, petty struggles. They need unity, and focus. Since they won't figure it out on their own, we must FORCE it upon them."
"'tis funny, ah never thought o' you as the Philosophical type...."
"This isn't philosiphy, it is Common Sense! Humans are too blinded by their emotions to understand that." Ironwatsas practically yelled this.
"So... what about them Chrysanthemum types? Yer' goin to enslave them too?" Cobalt asked
"No. The Chrysanthemums are both strategically important and open minded enough to accept the -changes-. Beyond that, I owe them something."
"I thought ya'll said ya'll didn't like emotions. That they made people crazy." Cobalt responded, matter of factly.
"I didn't say -that-. What I am saying is that humans are too blinded by their petty divisions, and that they are ruled by conflict and emotion, not Logic. Emotion and Instinct are essential, but should be overwritten by Logic and Common sense. A showing of honor and gratitude does not create problems.
Point is, Humans are not the only players on the galactic stage anymore. We have to evolve, and adapt or we will be outcompeted by rival species." Ironwatsas continued.
"So... ya'll are going to enslave humans to evolve them? Make them do what you want?" Cobalt asked.
"Exactly... and what I want is a Human race that is capable of holding it's own against the myrad of aliens, all of whom consider themselves -superior-. It's natural selection out here, Survival of the fittest. WE, will become the fittest. By any means nessiscary..." Ironwatsas stated coldly
"Well... I don't know... This is some serious crap yer' on 'bout." Cobalt replied, shaking his head
"Look, that is my arena. You will learn that it's not simple black and white sooner or later. For now, you are not creating any problems. Continue to act as you were." Ironwatsas continued, resuming work on his new body
"Well... as long as ya'll don't enslave me, we're fine, ah guess..."
"I will not. You are the only member of -our- family line capable of human reproduction. I intend to keep you that way incase I need a sucessor..." Ironwatsas stated, apparently not jokingly.
"Well dang, I can do that... at some point... plenty o' nice ladies 'round here, hehehe..." Cobalt replied.
"First off, they're mine, incase I manage to clone my meat body. Secondly, they do not like you." Ironwatsas continued.
"Well... Ah guess I'll need somwhere to sleep."
Ironwatsas pointed to a comfy reclining chair in the corner of the room, between a Liquid Cardamine tank and the closet.
Cobalt nodded and eventually curled up in the chair, dozing off to sleep and contemplating the day's events.
*Kaede Otori walks once again into the tea house, stroking a wonderul black cat on her arms.*
*she sits down in a lonely corner waiting for the bartender to come for her*
In a brilliant tactical movement, i charged backwards.
Steve finished serving up the GC Pilots some Sake, before noticing Kaede apparently waiting for him. Having calmed down from the fear of being turned Inside-out by Shikyo, he walked over to see her.
"Oh, Hello there, Lady Otori. Awww... who is that?" Steve asked in a cute voice, looking at Kaede's pet, genuinely finding it adorable despite his cybernetic nature.
*The cat is purring while Kaede strokes her. Upon hearing the voice of Steve, the cat turnes her head and stops*
Hello Steve. This is my cat, i call her Aoi. *Aoi is quietly growling at Steve. She does not seem to like the cybernetic nature of him*
You could bring us some Fish-soup and Tea. We both are hungry and thirsty.
*The growling of the cat is slowly getting louder*
Oh, don't mind her. She seems to dislike Cybernetics since Watsas took her into his labor.
*Kaede continues stroking Aoi*
In a brilliant tactical movement, i charged backwards.
"Aoi, awww... that's a cute name. Okay, I'll get you both something to drink. Kay?" Steve went off into the pantry between the Tea House and main galley.
He went into the freezer and looked along the shelves for a suitable fish. He saw one, somewhat evil looking, yet meaty and juicy by his experiance. He reached up to grab the fish, when all of a sudden it bit him in the hand painfully, somehow still alive.
This prompted Steve to scream like a little girl as he tried to shake the fish off of him. The fish eventually let go as Steve ran out into the pantry and grabbed a wooden mallet. He charged in and eventually beat the fish into submission, and carried it out to the pantry, proceeding to Fillet it and drain it, yielding a delecious treat for little Aoi.
After a few minuites, he returned to Kaede, and gave her and Aoi, and sat down next to them. Apparently still rattled.
"That fish... that fish was still alive... why did that happen!?"
*Kaede watches Aoi eating her parts of the fish*
Apparently, there's nothing wrong with this fish, otherwise Aoi wouldn't eat it. Perhaps the electronical fields of your body somehow animated it's muscles?
If not, well someone can go to Junyo and take an employee from there to us. Or two. Or 10. If this fish came from there.
In a brilliant tactical movement, i charged backwards.
"If the fish came from there, I don't want anything to do with them! Ever! And it was alive. It was moving around on it's own. I had to kill it with a hammer. I have scars to prove it... so, I guess I saved the GC from the terrible fishzilla!" Steve said, apparently trying to impress Kaede with the last comment.
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