tampered | Motoko's concert; Part 2

Motoko's concert; Part 2

When; After the Concert
Rating; Don't know? Shouldn't be higher than PG-13.
Characters; EVERYONE~!
Summary; Motoko throws a party after her concert :3
Log;

Motoko had come straight to the large room for the party immediately after her performance ended, but not before changing into her normal baggy training clothes. She quickly curled up in a corner, exhausted, barely able to keep her eyes awake. It had been fun, and she thought she did a good job.

Fuyu ran into the room 15 minutes later to find Motoko asleep. She quickly woke the other girl awake. "Motoko-chan, people are arriving! You have to be awake!" Fuyu smiled and ran off towards the piano, playing some idle music for the party. Motoko stood and waited for people to arrive. She didn't want to be the highlight of the night, she just wanted to make sure everyone had a good time.

[ooc: The log isn't just to talk with Motoko, feel free to have your own characters interact here! There's music, food, and lots of people to talk to :3]

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"Motoko!" Even after everything that had happened with Cobray today, Lyra was still full of energy.

"Motoko, that was amazing!"

Motoko fought to keep her eyes open and greeted the girl with a hug, partly because she needed something to hold on to to remain standing. "Thank you Lyra...it was a lot of fun. I never thought I'd be able to do anything like that in front of that many people."

Lyra returned the hug and squeezed the older woman hard.

"Yeah- especially after everything that happened earlier today- you did really well!"

With a sigh of relief, Daisuke dawned his second smile of the night. Though he wasn't more of the noticed performers he still had his fun all the same. He'd made it through the concert, didn't he? And hey, he didn't even mess up that badly on stage.

He'd kept his outfit (http://www.geocities.com/fall000/gallery/dai/dai_goggles.jpg) on as he entered into the room trying his best not to be seen even with his given clothes. Moving toward the drinks, he decided to get himself one cup before noticing the others' presence in the room. He didn't really want to bother them if they were busy.

"You really think so?" She managed a weak laugh. Either the girl had a tight grip, or she was more tired than she thought. "Thank you, that means a lot to me. I had to leave him early...is he doing well?" She had been worried about Cobray most of the day, and was anxious to hear some real news on his condition.

"Yeah... I spoke to him on the network- I think he realized that the stuff Itachi showed him wasn't real... Tsunade says it'll take some time before he's back to himself though," Lyra shrugged, "He wanted me to get all the parts of Astranagun together, so he could repair it when he's better- Akito doesn't want that to happen, for some reason, I dunno why."

Cobray sat back in his wheel chair. Pain still coursed through his body, but it was a dull pain. Random visions all still flashed before his eyes. he wished he could block them out but he didn't have the constant companionship of Astranagun to help.

Tsunade slowly pushed him in and he saw some faces that he recognized. He saw others that sent unwanted fear down his spine. He hoped he could handle himself.

Lyra blinked when she saw Cobray. She knew that he still wasn't well but she wanted to talk with him.

She stepped forward hesitantly, Pan resting on her shoulders.

"Cobray..."

"If you need to leave, say something to me. I wouldn't want you getting any worse, but I think all your friends would kill me if I didn't let you see them." She slowly wheeled him around, observing the environment. The music was calm and much softer, so he should be fine. She was ready to knock him out with a jutsu at any second, and also was carrying an aspirin and water in case the pain started to get unbearable again.

At the sound of her voice, all he could remember were her laughs when she had stabbed him. He sat straight up in his seat and quickly looked around. When he spotted her, he calmed down a little. She did not look like a killer. No. She wasn't one, he told himself. She had promised.

"Lyra..."

Cobray stuttered a little. "Alright. Thank you for all your help."

Basara walked up to Daisuke and put a hand on his shoulder. "Hah! Good job out there kiddo! You could have given a professional a run for his money!"

Lyra was startled by the look of fear on Cobray's face, but she smiled softly and stepped forward.

"I'm glad you're feeling better- Masaki and I got all the pieces of Astranagun we could find, so you can rebuild him when your feeling better. Haineko helped to."

"I'm not really feeling better. But thanks. I- I only need a few pieces. He can regenerate himself."

Still, at the thought of not having that constant voice in his mind, he was saddened.

"I hope I didn't cause to much trouble..."

"Oh, that's a relief, because I don't think we got all the pieces," Lyra smiled softly again.

"Look, if you're worried about Ingram- he mostly just tried to goad someone into attacking Aizen for him- and generally acted like an ass, but he didn't cause too much damage," she reassured him.

Cobray looked back up at her. His eyes glistened a little still, holding back tears.

"I'm not worried about that. I just...I don't know. Everyone worried and I scared them."

Like the first time, it was hard for Daisuke not to be surprised by the sudden hand on the shoulder, but even so it was hard for him to stop smiling with modesty.

"Y-You really think so, Basara-san?"

"Think so? I know so!" Basara gave him a serious look. "You should get a symbol! Like I have my glasses. You should think of something!"

Though Lyra had cried, that time that Cobray had accused her of stabbing him through the heart, she wasn't often prone to bursting into tears, so she didn't cry now.

"It's fine- we're your friends, we're supposed to worry about you when you get into trouble," she set her hand on his, "Don't worry about that- just try and get better as quick as you can- Rangiku says that when you get better, you and me and her can go shopping!" Though Lyra wasn't sure how enthusiastic she was about trying on pants she hoped the news would cheer Cobray up.

"A symbol?" Daisuke hadn't realized it, but his goggles had fallen around his neck when Basara had run into him. He thought on it for a moment, but discarded the idea. It'd be pretty silly, wouldn't it?

"I guess I could try it out," he finally managed out with a chuckle before directing his attention to his mentor's symbol. "So, then--are your glasses important to you, Basara-san?"

Cobray jerked his hand back and held it in his other. It was purely reflex, but he couldn't control it.

"S-sorry."

He looked down. "I would like to."

Basara gave Daisuke a thumbs up.

"Yeah! So when people see something specific, they think of you. I can't really say these glasses are important to me but I do like them!"

Lyra's face was shocked, and a little saddened at Cobray's reaction.

"It's my fault- I shouldn't have... But Tsunade says- says that she's fixed people who got hit by- that thing Itachi did to you, she says she's fixed them before, so she's going to fix it, and it'll be alright!" Lyra reassured him.

"And... I've been practicing the stuff you taught me. I've gotten a lot better at it," she informed him, "When you get better, I'll show you."

Motoko noticed the man being wheeled in as Lyra spoke. She pointed over at him. "He's...here?" He smile grew. "You should go see him, I'll head over there in a bit."

Motoko managed to walk over to where Daisuke was standing and lean over to give him a kiss on the cheek, then wrap her arms around him. "Daisuke...thank you for helping me. You did wonderful."

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