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...To hell with it all.
*Finishes dispatching drones and servo-skulls to hover over sleeping people's beds*
*Follows Marla*

*stops V on ramp*
Now no blowing it up or your in trouble., flamer trouble. Got it. Good.

*pulls V in and hatch closes*
*soft mood hymns play and hatchs lock from inside*

*pokes her head out of the hatch and watches Verviedi and Marla disappear into the Tank*
That's really all it takes for humans? What an odd species.
*shakes her head and disappears back into the Butter Tank*

*Heard from outside*
THREE THOUSAND PIECES?! AND IT'S HALF OCEAN?!
*Sounds of fingernails scratching down hatch*

*sends wk a tank to tank vox*

Umm, well you have macha, we are in a similar space ship there.
Marla is well, open with her affection.and maybe jigsaws....

Still my sister, just well I kinda despaired when she was traveling with macha. *sounds disappointed*

Byeee (maria)

*sound from marla tank*
Your lucky, its not the sea of sand spot the hiding talihan puzzle. 3997 sand coloured peices*

How could you? You knew I was willing to help... but not this. No...
How could you lock me in a room with a three thousand piece half-ocean-
*Hatch slams*

*hops out of the Butter Tank and knocks on the Repressor hatch*
Everything ok in there?

...I need someone better and more dextrous than me in here.
*Hatch opens inwards*

*hatch protests as designed to open outwards*
*tank beeps frustrated *

Hey, you where bored, plus I never "that" out after...(Marla)

*pokes head out a hatch*
Oh, jigsaws(Maria)
*hatch closes*

*looks amused as Verviedi runs away*
You humans never cease to amaze me with how silly you can be sometimes.

I'm not running! I'm just... getting a reference image...
*Walks back into repressor*

*looks at wk from hatch with hair slightly messed up*
Oh, yeah humans, we are rather odd. That one, *shakes head* odd but fun

Night eldar, and they say sisters are odd.... (Marla). You have not even begun to meet odd humans
Come on the only 2992 to go *smiles*
After, well *sly smile*

*hatchs close as v walks back in*

*watches the hatch close*
May Isha have mercy on you Verviedi...

*Awakens from meditation*

"Why is there a drone hovering above me?"

*Jumps up and slices drone in half with psionic blade*

"Terrans have long been silly creatures, in my experience..."

*gives ZS a wry look*
Tell me about it. Half the time I think the humans here want to kill me, and the other half I think they want to mate with me. Although that could just be because my twin sister IS Macha.
*sighs*
Anytime my sister is mentioned most of the people here start acting real weird.

*Shouting from Repressor*
And which half of those do you believe me to be in?
By the way, 1540 to go.

*leans against the Repressor*
I don't know Verviedi, which half ARE you in?

Well...
It's quite a dilemma actually. You are very attractive, quite frankly out of my league. I have no strong feelings against you or desire to hurt you, however I fear that if I offend or even give the impression that I will offend you in the future, you will violently summon an eldritch storm inside my stomach.
In addition, I have willfully not done any research into any of your preferences, as I have no desire to bother or inconvenience you.
Finally, I have practically given up on attempting to hit on anyone out of my league. It is extremely difficult, and my natural fear of rejection damages my ability to even say "Hello." to people without internally cowering.
Does that clear anything up?

*considers Verviedi's words*
By Isha you need a self-esteem booster.
*hands Verviedi a self-help book*
If that doesn't help I'll happily go into your mind and fix the issue. Promise I won't break anything.

*Begins reading while sorting out ocean pieces by minor color variation*
Frame's done... Boats are done...
Ocean time, I suppose.
Oh, that's interesting. Be assertive? Does that mean turn the volume up on the drones I send out to talk to people in my place?
*Reads some more*
Oh... No drones at all? That sounds difficult... But new and interesting.

Funny how actually talking to people instead of sending drones helps you make friends.
*gives Verviedi an odd look*
Funny.

*Looks ashamed*
Look...

*To Verviedi*

"She's right, you know. Drones are useful things, but not for making friends."

*Ponders for a moment*

"In fact, sending a drone to observe someone is often regarded as creepy by your race, or so I've heard."

*A Protoss Observer glides down into the area, its sensors aimed at Verviedi*

*Looks at Observer*

"You're not helping..."

*Stares at observer and then begins petting it*
That was surprisingly soft for a metal object. I've made it a point to not have any relationship with a robot. That's tantamount to assault or harassment at best.

Well, I'm more in the want to kill you section, but I'd like to think we're beyond that now. Besides, you have too small of jawbones to be able to handle childbirth.

*sees weird looks*

Ok, that's two races I know of that don't reproduce normally now...

[Wakes up, sees drone and pelts it with balled up socks]
Out out out! [Shoos it away]

[Lies back down and sips mug of tea before napping again]

*wakes up and notices hovering drone*

Get off, *activates a control planel to let it out via roof hatch and closes again*

Drones, least It was limited to hover protect.

*steps out tank* oh, hello wk, V still doing jigsaws, Marla, is Marla. Alien is akien *sits drinking tea making breakfast*

Anyone hungry, got bacon, eggs, beans, ceral, continental and a raw ork steak for b2j to cook up
nit sure what zs or eldar eat, salads?

*goes back to kitchen*

Did Verviedi finish that book I gave him? It's vital that he learn to believe in himself for once.
*stretches and yawns and a random bolt of electricity shoots out of me and hits the wall*

*To jhe90*

"Protoss do not eat, as we do not even have the anatomy to allow us to do so. We take nourishment by other means. Thanks very much anyway!"

*To WK*

"You might want to get that lightning under control, friend Eldar. People don't take well to being zapped, especially in the morning."

Reproduce? That's an odd concept. Not for me, I'm afraid. I've taken permanent measures to avoid it. Also, Eldar DNA has four helixes, does Kroot?