Session Start: Sun Dec 30 00:58:04 2007
Session Ident: #lunar-iog2
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<Niri> ==Lude Start and Stuff==
* Niri has managed to obtain some food from some of their hosts/guards. It's not long after the conversation with Xenobia - perhaps a half an hour. Niri has spent most of that time trying to get more information out of the guards, with little luck. Finally giving up, she sits down next to Mikel and hands him a napkin with a steaming hot white bun, as well as a glass of cool water. "Here. Eat up."
* Mikel looks up from straightening out the shirt he's managed to get ahold off, already having done some healing spells on the remaining marks from the whip. "You're a hero, you know that?" With that he accepts bun and glass, taking a huge bite from the bun and almost choking before he washes it down with some water.
* Niri grins. "Of course I'm a hero. It's in my blood! Careful, don't choke yourself to death." She takes a bite of her own bun, which is filled with hot, sweet, pork filling mixed with a delicious sauce. Mmm.
* Niri fidgets just slightly, still not having gotten changed out of her disguise. She seems a bit more used to it now though.
* Mikel takes another bite, smaller this time. His attention is firmly held by the food it seems. "If I did that I could never forgive myself. Survive everything else just to choke on some food."
* Niri snickers. "Definitely a cruel irony. Speaking of which..." She eyes him balefully. "You are plotting something crazy that'll get you killed, aren't you?"
* Mikel takes another bite from the bun, washing it down with some more water before looking at Niri. "Why does this question always come up after I've been injured somehow?"
<Niri> Usually because the injury was somehow because of another crazy plan. This time it wasn't your fault, but I KNOW you're up to something.
* Mikel continues eating, noting mildly. "The crazy plans work, though."
<Niri> Some of them are narrow misses, however. I'm not particularly interested in clearing up charred bits of Mikel if one day you aren't so lucky, you know.
<Mikel> I'm trying to avoid that, at least.
<Niri> I'm just a bit baffled at why you seem interested in getting information on magical techniques from a crazy woman who just beat you with a whip for an hour or two. I know she seems to be all friendly now, but as far as I'm concerned, she's insane and deserves a wide berth.
* DooM_GazE is now known as DooM_Sleep
<Mikel> Because if she comes at me with a whip again I'll immobilize her and settle the score. The more tricks I have the more ways I can foul up Leah, Emiria, Zophar, Pandora, and any other person trying to wreck things."
<Niri> Hmm. I suppose that's a valid argument.
* Niri frowns. "Are you SURE you're okay?"
<Mikel> Sore, still a bit fuzzy. Nothing permanent.
* Mikel grins as he finishes off the bun. "Lady Luck's still friendly with me it seems."
<Niri> Mmmm. Guess so.
<Niri> I'm sorry I wasn't there to help sooner.
<Niri> Ran into some security snags.
* Mikel waves a hand. "Don't worry about it."
<Mikel> Besides, at the rate she was going she was going to collapse from exasperation with me I think.
* Niri snickers. "You ARE pretty annoying when you want to be."
* Mikel eyes Niri, taking a sip of his water. "I'll take that as a compliment. This time."
<Niri> I'll tell you though, it's a darn good thing I kept the disguise on. They bought it for a lot longer than I ever expected they would, even though it is too tight for me. *She plucks at it, wrinkling her nose a little* I'd better get changed as soon as I've gotten food into me.
* Mikel snickers, leaning back. "I've seen worse outfits. Far worse."
<Niri> Oh? Define worse!
<Mikel> Xenobia's, for starters.
* Niri chokes. "Oh man, I'm so glad I didn't get stuffed into THAT getup."
<Niri> I wouldn't have been able to show my face in public again.
<Mikel> They'd be too distracted to remember your face.
* Niri laughs, reddening slightly. "Yeah. Well, I'd better change clothes soon, in any case. Trune's been, ah, staring at me."
* Mikel snickers. "I wonder if that'll ruin his day."
* Niri hmphs. "If it does, well, too bad for him. He'll survive!"
<Niri> ...It is kind of funny, though. The whole Vile Tribe connection. Must be from my dad's side, I guess.
* Mikel shakes his head. "You didn't even get to order anyone to fan you with palms or anything. You need to work on minion use..." He mulls over that, nodding. "I suspected it was gonna be you for the bloodline thing. I think Trune figured the same."
<Niri> Oh yeah? How long had you known that? *She takes another bite of her meat bun.* Honestly though, I was getting tired of being called "ma'am," so it's just as well!
<Mikel> There's worse things than ma'am.
<Niri> Oh really?
<Mikel> Yep.
<Niri> Such as...?
<Mikel> You sure you want to know?
* Niri narrows her eyes. "I think so. Why, how bad can it be?"
<Mikel> 'kay. You asked though, Mistress.
* Mikel immediately holds up his hands to ward off any smacks.
* Niri pauses, then tosses down the napkin-wrapped remains of her meat bun and attacks Mikel, pouncing on him and giving him a proper noogie.
<Niri> Don't ever call me that again! I'm serious!
<Mikel> Gah! Alright alright alright! I asked if you were sure for a reason, yanno!
* Niri settles back down, sticking out her tongue. "I know. It's just...it's creepy! I am so not anyone's mistress, honestly."
<Mikel> The minions and that outfit would say otherwise, but fine. You didn't have to waste the food though.
* Niri picks up the napkin and waves it. "I didn't! See? Still safely wrapped." She colors however, blushing a deep red. "Ugh. Don't remind me. At least it's not as bad as Xenobia...the word would take on an entirely different and not very pleasant meaning in that situation. I do NOT like her."
* Mikel snickers, shaking his head. "Too many bad jokes, way too many. She's... unnerving, to say the very least. Still, she at least will help us now. Hopefully this Emperor guy isn't like her or this is going to be a waste of time."
<Niri> I know. But even if we don't get their help, we're going to hunt down the orbs and try to bring Leah back. It's just a matter of how fast we can do it, and whether they're willing to help us speed up the process.
<Mikel> Considering speeding it up means less of their cities getting wrecked, I don't see much protest.
<Mikel> If they do, then I have to wonder how the hell they survived.
<Niri> Right. This Emperor of theirs had better have a little common sense. I want to try to fix this as soon as possible and get Leah back...if she can be brought back, anyway.
<Mikel> Should be. Just need to deal with what set her off. That sword and Zophar.
* Niri nods, looking slightly glum for a moment, then wiping that away and grinning brightly. "She'll have to come back. There's no way we can lose, right?" The smile seems a little overbright, but the optimism seems at least a little genuine.
<Mikel> Can't lose after making it this far, at least.
<Niri> Right. *She grins* What a story I'll have to tell my dad, huh?
* Mikel sips his water. "Leaving in the mistress outfit or removing it for the good of those who got to see you in it?"
<Niri> ...What do you mean by that?
<Mikel> What's the first thing any father's going to do to guys who got to see his daughter in something like that?
<Niri> ...Oh. OH. *chuckles a little* Well, I'm sure my father is hardly about to do bodily harm to people because of it. Probably. I think. Maybe.
<Niri> I'm honestly a bit more worried about how angry he'd be with ME over it. *makes a face*
<Mikel> If he shows up at my doorstep with the Sword of Althena I'ma gonna find you.
* Niri snickers
<Mikel> Oh, no. That's why you don't mention it to your mother. Ever.
* Niri shudders. "Oh, heck no."
<Niri> Although...to be honest with you.
<Mikel> Hm?
<Niri> I'd spill the beans several times over if it would ensure that my mom were around to hear me do so, you know?
<Niri> At least she seemed to be doing better last time we were there.
* Mikel sets down the glass, nodding as he gives Niri a bit of a hug. "She'll recover. Best thing you can greet her with when she comes out is settling this business."
* Niri returns the hug gratefully and nods. "You're right. I'm pretty optimistic, really. It's just hard to keep from worrying now and then, but I'm sure she'll be fine. And I'll have some great stories to tell her about all the evil we beat up, too.
<Mikel> ...please leave out the whipping, though.
<Niri> Right. Not telling that part. I wasn't so thrilled with it myself.
<Niri> I wanted to stab Xenobia or something. I still feel rather like wringing her neck.
<Mikel> None of that unless she tries anything.
<Niri> Aww. You sure?
<Niri> I would submit that she already tried something.
<Mikel> Well.
<Mikel> More.
<Mikel> I'm cashing in on that to drag how to out of her.
<Mikel> Or to just use an excuse to zap her multiple times. We'll see how it goes.
<Niri> Well. All right, I'll restrain myself this once. For now. But she still deserves to pay for beating up my best friend.
<Mikel> Can't argue with that. Just needs better timing.
<Niri> Right. Oh! Got something for you.
* Niri pulls out a familiar blue jacket and tosses it to Mikel.
<Mikel> ...oh goddess I love you.
* Mikel tugs his jacket on, looking far happier.
* Niri snickers. "Thought you'd be pleased."
<Niri> Feel more yourself now?
<Mikel> Like I can take on the world.
* Niri chuckles. "Okay, so I now know how to make you happy. Food, and your jacket. You're an easy man to please, you know."
<Mikel> I don't know if I should be offended or content to be understood.
<Niri> I don't know! It's kind of endearing in a way. *she winks* Better than being impossible to please.
* Mikel adjusts the jacket, leaning back. "...now I just need to get out of these damn pants." He looks over at Niri, grinning. "I'll go with contentment, then. This time."
* Niri laughs. "The pants are that bad, huh?"
<Mikel> At least as bad as that outfit.
<Mikel> And more annoying for me.
<Niri> Heh! I'll take your word for it, I guess. Although...I'm wondering if I might be able to keep this. At least the boots. *she grins*
* Mikel raises an eyebrow. "You could probably get your own if they want that one back. I'm not going to protest or anything. Trune's reaction will be hilarious, too."
<Niri> Useful, too! Say I don't feel like doing the dishes after Saki cooks dinner. "Oh hey, Trune..."
<Mikel> ...what, you'll let him stare at you for a bit in exchange for dish duty?
* Niri reddens slightly and sticks out her tongue. "It's called a joke, you know. What, you seriously think I'd be capable of that? Besides, he needs to keep his eyes where they belong!"
<Mikel> It'd be amusing to see.
<Mikel> You're banned from trying to use that outfit on me though.
<Niri> ...Who, me? No way! You're off limits.
<Niri> ...Unless there was chocolate involved.
<Mikel> ...
* Mikel smacks his forehead.
<Mikel> Too.. many... jokes.
<Mikel> You did that on purpose.
<Niri> Did what?
<Mikel> Just... no. Chocolate?
<Niri> What? Chocolate's good!
<Niri> ...Sadly I don't think they're familiar with it here.
<Mikel> I have some stowed away somewhere on the Stormrider. I'm trying to figure out how chocolate gets involved in this.
<Mikel> ...after contemplating this for a bit I have decided to abandon that line of thought. Oh well, no extra dish duty for me.
* Niri blinks at that, then blushes. "Er...r-right. No worries there. Yep." She clears her throat. "So. Anything else you need? You're sure you're feeling better?"
* Mikel raises an eyebrow for a moment before closing his eyes. "I could use a million silver, but that's always the case. Like I said, a nap and getting into more comfortable pants will probably cap off recovery nicely."
<Mikel> Then I can go back to never going near anything that tight ever again.
<Niri> I hear you there. They really don't suit you anyway. *she laughs*
<Mikel> I seem to recall someone saying they looked good before.
<Niri> ...Well. Maybe they do, but they're certainly not the type of thing you usually wear!
<Mikel> There is a good reason for that.
* Niri snrks. "That bad, huh?"
<Mikel> We've established that, yep.
* Niri stretches her arms high above her head and then falls over backward, landing on some cushions with a soft thump. "Mmph. Could use a nap myself. Probably not as much as you, though. I was practically pampered compared to what they did to you."
* Mikel shifts a bit so he can still look at Niri. "Eh, I'll live. I was more worried about what messing with how my willforce works could do."
<Niri> Oh? You think there could have been lasting effects?
<Mikel> Well, considering they didn't know about the whole deal I had to go through to be put back together, people not aware of how I work messing with that worries me.
<Mikel> What if they broke it and I got split again, or something?
<Mikel> Then with the draining effect /while/ stuck as elemental projections...
* Mikel shakes his head. "Don't like people who aren't familiar with it mucking with it. Period."
<Niri> Well...I understand your concern, but you seem just fine to me now, at least.
<Niri> And if you were split, we'd just put you back together. If there was another problem on top of that, we'd fix it.
<Mikel> Aren't I supposed to be the unconcerned one and you freaking out about it?
* Mikel grins.
<Niri> You're not allowd to be reckless! I just mean, if something SHOULD happen, your friends have got your back.
<Niri> Doesn't mean we WANT to have to put you back together if it's not strictly necessary.
<Mikel> I'm not allowed to be reckless? Kind of late for /that/.
* Niri breaks out in a peal of laughter at that.
* Mikel smirks. "I've gotten the hang of splitting myself in two and manipulating ice and thunder to insane degrees. And we're angling to take out some godlike being that can't stay dead. We're the definition of reckless."
<Niri> "We"? *She gives him a wry look.*
<Mikel> Yes, we.
* Huwnap is now known as Huw
<Mikel> Do I need to get the list of what you've done out?
<Niri> You've got your own list too, you know.
<Mikel> Hence 'we'.
* Niri snickers and shakes her head. "Okay, okay. Fine. You win this one."
<Mikel> Sweet sweet victory.
* Niri yawns. "And now the poor defeated loser gives in to exhaustion. It's hard work sneaking around, after all."
<Niri> Wake me up when they bring us some news, okay?
* Niri rolls over on her side and snuggles against a cushion.
<Mikel> Bah, I'm tired too.
<Niri> Well. I suppose you can sleep too if you like. I suppose someone will wake us up if they need us. *Her voice is muffled by the cushion*
<Mikel> Good. Victory shouldn't mean getting stuck having to stay awake.
<Niri> Mmph.
* Mikel takes this cue to just fall back onto the cushions as well, propping his hands behind his head and closing his eyes. "Don't 'mmph' me or I'll call you it again."
* Niri lifts her head to eye him balefully. "You wouldn't dare."
<Mikel> Test me.
* Niri tosses a cushion at Mikel.
<Mikel> Ow.
<Niri> I have little sympathy. Now shush so I can catch a quick nap.
<Mikel> Yes ma'am.
* Niri gives a long-suffering sigh and pulls a cushion over her head.
* Mikel laughs.
<Niri> ==LUDE END :O ==
Session Close: Sun Dec 30 03:08:57 2007