tampered | Log: Incomplete

Log: Incomplete

When; Afternoon of June 4.

Rating; PG?

Characters; Jenos

mythrilthreads, Shao Lee

europeancut, Evelynne

unbewildered, Amadeus

impolitical, Rabi

h_ammertime, Aya

eclipsing_heart, Sunny

killer_sunshine, Komui

superslack, and anyone else who wanted to come. The listed are the ones who have agreed to the log already, but the post is open.

Summary; Refer back to this post. Amadeus tries to force a break on Evelynne, who still seems too preoccupied with leaving the city by use of doors. With the help of the others, he gets her to Room 13 in Building 7.

Log;

He hadn't expected it to be easy to get her to leave. Amadeus had almost expected to have to smoke her out, actually. But after a collective effort on his part and several others, he had succeeded in pulling Evelynne out and to the "beach."

He didn't once ask why there was a beach in a room in a building. He didn't even let it cross his mind. Right now, his first priority was to get Evelynne to unstress and unwind. The very idea that she was the one who was a ball of nerves for once didn't seem right - it didn't flow with the natural order of the world, even if this was some strange alternate universe that had no working sense.

"This is it," he said, looking the door marked 13 up and down. Halls here felt endless and limitless, and to the right and left was mostly lines of doors and fluorescent lights that somehow faded into darkness instead of an end. Not giving it another second of thought, he turned the knob and pushed the door open for the others.

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Jenos busied himself by unrolling beach towels, while silently fuming about his new nickname. Jenny. Why did everyone call him Jenny? He gave the towel an angry pat, before sitting down with a small pout. Shao only smiled, and sat down next to him. “It’s good to get out every now and then.” Shao said calmly, more towards Evelynne than anyone else.

At the sound of Sunny’s arrival, Jenos turned to face the girl. “Sunny~ You’re late!” He said, with a grin that replaced his previous frown.

"Hey, hold on a second here," Evelynne shot back, attempting to look like she could actually see Shao straight. "I don't ever see you getting out! I get out plenty! I'm never in a room for longer than two minutes!" She paused, considering whether that made any sense or not. Even if it didn't, she couldn't find the energy to care.

"Besides! I mean, it's not like I'm doing nothing. I get out plenty as it is," she insisted. "That's why I can actually, you know. Sleep at night. Because...err. Because I'm tired. From...from opening doors."

Oh, God. She wondered if this was really how idiotic she sounded all the time.

"Beach time~" Slamming the door open Rabi attempted to squeeze through the small opening, a feat made more difficult with all the pool toys he'd blown up. Okay... maybe he should have waited till he was at the beach before he inflated the damn things. But he wasn't exactly famed for forethought.

After a long moment of muffled cursing and the shrill pitch of rubber being yanked past wood, the exorcist stumbled into the beach. What he saw was very disappointing.

"Heeeeey~ Why isn't anybody in the water?" And why wasn't anybody dressed for swimming? Rabi stood proud and prepared on the sand, with a fish themed eye patch and swimming shorts designed with tiny crosses.

Evelynne's first inclination was to respond with, "Because I can't see a damn thing," but that somehow didn't sound any smarter than anything she had said before. True, she had, by default, worn a swimsuit under her normal clothes. The question of whether she was going to tell anyone that, she knew the answer to already. Water? Swimming? Not in this kind of mood, thank you.

"Because we just got here, Rabi," she said instead, finally able to see well enough to distinguish the red hair and...the interesting choice in clothing (and what were all those inflatable things?). "And Amy doesn't swim. Can't say anything about the others though." With that, she looked at the assembled, biting her lip.

"We're not exactly a big crew, are we?"

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"Well... the smaller the group the more intimate it is!" Rabi pointed out with a wink. Besides, with the kind of mood Ev was in, a loud and large group was probably the last thing she wanted.

Lifting a shark floater off his collection, Rabi hooked it around Komui's neck. "I brought a friend. Hope you don't mind." He wrapped an arm around his superior's neck. "The poor guy needs a tan as you can see... why do you have that shirt on anyway?" ♥

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Okay, so one more person. That brought them to a grand total of--seven. Well, it wasn't a bad number. Same number as the building they were in. Same number as the colors in the rainbow. Same number as how many Power Rangers were in--what was she thinking about this for again?

"Yeah, you need a tan alright," Evelynne confirmed, hoping she wouldn't be blinded by the sunlight off the white shirt. "You look like you--wait, hold on. I know you. Give me a second. I'll figure it out, I promise." At the rate her mind was working though, she imagined it would be a while before she could really figure it out.

"Remembering later~ swimming first!" Approaching the beach, Rabi tossed the pool toys in and began kicking water at Komui, Ev and anyone within spray-able vicinity.

Not being too interested in the water, Amadeus wordlessly moved a few steps farther from the water (not that it helped) and directed his attention to the friend Rabi had brought along. "If Evelynne doesn't mind, may I ask your name before she remembers it?"

Admittedly, part of it was to rile Evelynne up and get her to do something, though it occurred to him that it might defeat the "destressing" purpose of the trip. If he knew Ev though, the only way to end the stress for her was to get her to play a little, and the more relaxed side of Evelynne only came around after some extent of aggravation.

That was what he guessed after knowing her that many years anyway. He wouldn't mind knowing the man's name either.

"Slow. Down," Evelynne said, shooting a glare in Amadeus' direction. "I have to figure out his name first. I know it. I swear I do."

She was pretty sure she knew anyway. It started with a L. Or maybe it started with a N. It was another one of those Japanese names, wasn't it? Or maybe it was--

"Holy shit," she hissed, suddenly very aware of cold water hitting her and standing abruptly upon realizing it. "Water. Cold water. Not cool." This time, she directed her attention to whoever it was that decided to kick up the water.

Names could wait. The redhead was going to get it.

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The expression on Evelynne's and Komui's face? Not good. As a seasoned fighter, Rabi knew when danger approached. With a wavering grin on his lips he quickly took a step back, then another, not stopping until he was waist deep and clinging to the octopus floater.

"It's real cold here, you guys! You don't want to come out this far!"

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"How the fuck am I late?" the girl mumbled indignantly as she stalked towards her neighbors. "I thought there were other people coming too. Where are they?"

She glared at the man as she unfurled a blanket and plonked down next to Shao, opening up a parasol.

"You just are!" Jenos replied with a grin. Never would he admit that teasing the assasin girl had become one of his new hobbies. It wasn't as fun as drinking, or flirting, but it had its perks. He slipped off his shirt, scrunched it into a ball, and threw it away before answering Sunny's question. "They're coming! They're just slow." Right as he spoke, two others had already arrived. "See?"

Shao only gave Sunny a small grin, and shrugged.

"Stupid answer from a stupid person...." Sunny grumbled. Delightful. Another person to tack onto the list of people who enjoyed poking fun at her. The list already included a fair majority of her co-workers, her partner and at least half the city. Ultimately, it wouldn't matter. They'd all respect her in the end. She'd make certain of it. If-- no-- when she'd become the head of the AG, she'd have the world at her feet, crying and apologizing, begging for mercy and all she'd have to do is snap her fingers and POOF! They'd be dead. She wouldn't have anyone killed of course-- the fear that she could do something like that was easily suffici-- Fuck.

Shao's slight smile momentarily threw a wrench in her mental gears, halting the near murderous thoughts that were running through her brain at the time. Dammit. That smile was a fucking weapon of the worst kind, since there was absolutely no defense for it. No one should have been allowed to do that, especially to her. It wasn't fucking fair. She turned away from him, pouting slightly.

On Hazard-san's cue, Sunny peeked out from the shade of her parasol at Komui and Rabi, the latter dressed more peculiarly than usual, with inflatable toys in tow. "Holy fuck...." she breathed. "What the fuck is Rabi-nii wearing?" The more she saw of that guy, the weirder and weirder he she swore he was. Nevertheless, if someone could succeed in cheering Ev-san up (or at least make her temporarily make her forget what had her down in the first place), he could do a better job of it than Sunny ever could.

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"That's cruel!" Jenos gave a playful pout, and scooted under Sunny's parasol. He lowered his shades, to look at Sunny directly. "You think his swimsuit looks cool? What about mine?" He pointed down to his own swimsuit, coloured a gaudy bright green and blue. It wasn't something he would have usually chosen, but beggars couldn't be choosers. Something more manly, suave and cool was more his style. Jenos didn't think the suit was that bad, but it could have been better. Way better. The thought of swimsuits brought him to his next question. "Hey Sunny. You're not wearing a swimsuit! How will you swim?!"

Shao hadn't bothered to wear a swimsuit. Instead, he wore a large white shirt, with a pair of knee length pants. He had only come along as a distraction from his usual daily happenings. It seemed nobody (other than Jenos) knew what he did all day, and he wasn't going to change that. "Leave Sunny alone, Jenos. If she doesn't want to swim, she doesn't have to." Shao's voice was pleasant, with a slight amount of authority. While Jenos and Shao had the same level of authority within Chronos, Jenos decided to listen to Shao more often here, seeing how he was often the voice of reason. Nothing to do with authority, oh no. Jenos would never admit that at times, Shao scared him. The incident with the cyborg at Clarken Island wouldn't be forgotten anytime soon.

Sunny's eyes went wide as Jenos completely invaded her "bubble" of personal space, her trigger fingers itching beneath the light cotton gloves which shielded her hands from human contact.

"I never said it was 'cool'..." she replied flatly, staring him down while making quotation marks with her fingers. The temptation to give the older man a sound beating with her parasol tickled the back of her mind as her hands tightened around the handle. "...and as for yours..." the young assassin continued, "-- no comment." No violence to punctuate the sentence this time, but she swore if he got any closer, it would be a parasol to the head for the Chronos member.

Incidentally, she was wearing a swimsuit, though it was more out of practicality than any desire to swim. The Teases Tiki had sent out the other day had torn apart a fair majority of the contents of her undergarment drawer, so there really wasn't much else for her to wear. Under her white, crisp cotton jumper was one of the many swimsuits that B.B. had designed for her which he insisted she carry around, "just in case." Like all his fashion concoctions, it was on the teensy side; a pink two-piece, decorated with cherries and ruffles, that clung in all the right spots and emphasized all the right places the way only a custom piece of clothing could. His stuff fit so well it was almost creepy, really.

Sunny let out a little sigh of relief as Jenos backed off and she fished into her bag for her mp3 player and a book of sheet music.

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Shao watched Sunny as she took a book out of her bag. Judging by its cover, it was a music book. Opera music, Shao mused. While he wasn't a fan of opera music, Shao was still curious about it. He had mentioned it to her before, but the idea was still there. "Is that a music book Sunny?" He asked offhandedly, as if he wasn't expecting an answer. "Opera music?"

Now that he couldn't bother Sunny, Jenos had found other ways to amuse himself. It was the beach, and he was going swimming. "Come on Sunny! Amadeus! Lets go swimming!" He shouted as he dove into the water. Right when he hit the water, he knew it was a bad idea. He surfaced quickly, clamping his mouth shut to prevent the other two from discovering. He prepared a brave face, and turned back to wave.

The beach had never been Amadeus' favorite place, especially in light of the swimming part that was usually involved. On Jenos' invitation, his reaction almost came back to him from years ago, when old friends had asked the same.

"No, thank you, Jenos," he called with a shake of his head. He was fine with staying warm and dry, and the ocean wasn't going to help him in that endeavor.

The AG member ignored Jenos's request, and laughed inwardly as she heard the slash in the ocean. She didn't even need to see his reaction to know the water was freezing cold.

"Mn..." Sunny answered Shao's question, partially distracted by the aria flowing softly though the headphones. She ran her fingers along the embossed title of the music book, which read, Turandot in dull gold letters. "My favorite one.... except for the ending, of course."

"It feels good! Come on!" Jenos waved his arms frantically, in an attempt to coerce them into swimming. Sure, it was cold. But after a while, it got warmer, and you couldn't really feel your body. Maybe that wasn't a plus, but at least it didn't feel as cold anymore. Really, those two were such killjoys. "If you don't come in now, I'll come drag you in!"

Shao sighed, and shook his head at Jenos's antics. Couldn't he tell nobody wanted to go swimming because the water was probably around freezing? Instead of saying it outloud, he turned back to Sunny. He glanced at the book she held in her hands, only able to read Turan. "Whats wrong with the ending?" He asked, hoping the question wasn't too sensitive.

Drag her in? Sunny would've PAID to see Jenos try that in his presumably numb state.

"Turandot was a Chinese princess. Everyone who saw how beautiful she was wanted to marry her. In order to do that, they had to answer three riddles:

What is born each night and dies each dawn?

What flickers red and warm like a flame, but is not fire?

What is like ice, but burns?

If they couldn't answer the questions, they were beheaded." She paused slightly, smiling.

"But she just had to meet a handsome prince, who just had to answer the questions correctly." The girl rolled her eyes. "He tells her that if she guesses his name, he'll let her off the hook, so she tries everything she can to find it out. She has people tortured and killed, but to no avail. The fucking bastard wins."

"The prince tries to get Turandot to love him, and she refuses. Then he kisses her and and she..." She let the sentence hang as she frowned.

"The end just fucking sucks." She finished simply.

"She falls in love?" Shao finished up with a grin. He had already gussed once the words 'handsome prince' were mentioned. If it was true that princess fell in love, Shao would see why Sunny would hate the ending. He sort of understood why Sunny didn't like being called cute, or going on dates. Shao himself wasn't interested in those things either. Shao dug through his sports duffle, searching for a pair of sunglasses as he awaited Sunny's answer.

Jenos used his hands as a sun block to watch the activity on shore. Were they ignoring him? "Amadeus! Sunny! This is your last warning~!"

Last warnings didn't mean anything to Amadeus anyway. He waved to Jenos again, shaking his head still.