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[circumspector]

[ someone's up and awake again. Not so tired sounding, though. This time, she's remembered to go and eat before she reaches out to the rest of the hive. ]

( Is anyone in the Bearings that can give me an update on what I've... missed? As much detail as possible.

If it were safer, I might suggest we start keeping more accessible records for these... interludes. )

[ She's not fond of this not knowing everything all the time ever. Which on the note of: she sighs, little echoing tumbling thought that is edged with frustration. ]

( And... does anyone what kind of tricks lions should do? Are they meant to be predators? Are they meant to be tamed?

.... Actually, does anyone know what a lion is? I'm starting to realise I don't know very much about animals if they aren't trying to eat you. Which isn't particularly useful, right now. )

[ ... and for anyone looking for Angel, she will be with a strew of mechanical parts around her that is half in her room, half in the corridor for her shiny new, tackely bright gold performing robotic lion. ]

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[headinjuries]

( Welcome back! Since you've been out...uh, lessee.

Lot of new people showed up.

The Public Safety Commissioner knows something about the bombings, maybe even who the bomber is, and isn't planning to actually pursue it. Kinda like how Ven Diagrams was all gung ho to find them but then cancelled the reward? Kinda like that.

EXTRAAA sent us some smug "we know you're doing something" messages. Someone who actually talked to them can probably tell you more about that? I thought it was a pop-up ad and I closed it before I said anything. )

[circumspector]

( EXTRAAA contacted us and I was out...?

Shit.

I mean. Damn it. Sorry. )

[ Damn, damn, damn, she wanted to talk to them. She loves the hive, she does, but not enough of them know what to do with technology, and she wasn't here. ]

( I guess that means whatever Ven is hiding I suppose, the Commissioner is on it too. Or maybe they're being paid off? )

[whowhatnow]

[Don't mind Nathanial as he ANSWERS THIS WITH LIGHT SPEED. He's too happy. God, he's happy. He's like a retriever puppy all excited that his friend has come home, HEY ANGEL.]

(That voice is a blast from the past! Had a good sleep! Man, I can't give you all the details on things because frankly, I'm terrible at that, but...anyways, you're back!)

(Oh, about lions, I remember that's an Earth predator. Like...a big giant fluffy thing with teeth and claws. Kind of lazy, though. Why are you asking?)

[circumspector]

[ Oh Nathanial. She's all ringing warmth at the brush of his mind in hers. Drawing him in close to her. It's good to hear him. ]

( I think so, I can't say I remembered much of it.

... I... well, I was looking at my fake ID, and it said my job was "robot lion tamer" so I thought, maybe I should look the part, and I got one.

But... fluffy? Do people cuddle them? )

[erbier]

[ She lies braiding flowers and ribbons in Angel's bed, the way she had once done for Jessica, but Jessica is safely tucked away in the Station and Angel has awoken again. Like she always does.

Ilde does not understand mechanical things, not well, and so she simply amuses herself listening to the almost musical sound of metal on metal, the small sounds of interest and annoyance Angel makes. ]

What is it like?

[ The sleeping. The faraway, untouchable, depth of it. ]

[circumspector]

[ She's leaning over it, and messily, she's yanked her hair up off her face and tied it out of her way as she leans in over the lion. A screwdriver in her off hand, and the light of her markings bright in the other in a sphere of light that he holds up to see what she's doing in its internal systems. There's grease on her fingers and smudged on her cheek, tacky in her hair and on her clothes too.

A consideration to where Idle is in her room, ever catering, ever shaping. There is vines growing up and over her bed where Idle sits. Slithering in looping patterns up the wall, drooping thick heavy flowers of bright pinks and blues. It doesn't make it less messy, but it is the part of her that is all Idle's that she finds easy to weave around her when she is close.

A moment of pause and she always finds it easy to - work and talk. The light floods her eyes as it ever does before she pushes herself up and leaning over it's great metal head, she breaths out slowly. ]

A nothingness, I suppose. I don't really remember being in that state. I dream of... the old beings from my world, but I've always done that. [ Idle has seen them in the gardens, the strange statues, threaded with purple veins of light, not so dissimilar to her markings. ] I don't think it's awful. It feels... safe. I guess?

[ Twirls the screwdriver around in her fingers. ] I find it easy. I don't want to go. I ... this means too much to me. But I can... I can see why others don't, I suppose.

[deployed]

[ Low-key worry about Angel has been a constant in Bellamy's mind while she was out. His relief is impossible to contain, flushing the connection from the moment his mind brushes with hers. ]

( Hey. )

[ Uselessly ignores all her questions. He'll get there, he's just. Relieved. ]

[circumspector]

[ It almost takes it off guard, the way he rushes in like a tide, but with the understanding of him - she lets the water pour in with his presence, let it wash over her. ]

( Hey. )

[decommission]

[ Feels like they're always welcoming her back. He's only glad that they get the chance to each time.

He projects the fierce predator for her in black and white tones shifting into technicolor shifting into a pair of guardians on platforms, their pelts hardened like the stone steps beneath them. ]

( You only get to see the real deal at the zoo back home, unless you can buy a ticket to Africa. )

[circumspector]

[ And for him in particular, everything else is ignored. Drops her tools and beams through the connection. She treats each memory of his animal as if they're special, precious things, watching the memory of the lion in his memory with a patience and a care as she always did with the things he showed her. ]

( I guess with all that fur, they really wouldn't set themselves on fire. ) [ it's more comprable to what she knows. Large heavy set animals. Slow to eat, takes energy to move all that muscle. ] (They're beautiful. Nothing we have is really exactly like it. Have you ever seen one up close? )

[adamance]

( It appears my faith still isn't misplaced when it comes to knowing whether you'll return to us.

That said, I much prefer you awake to sleeping. )

[Lexa has so few confidants that she does miss Angel when she's gone, even if she will never grow to be particularly good at showing it.]

[circumspector]

( I hope it never is.

I much prefer to be awake. )

[ It's breezey, comfortable - she's glad to hear from her. Because whatever is passed between them, it simply is, and she cares - she always does. ]

( Hey, Lexa. )

[unsea]

( At least one of us has caught up on her beauty rest, ) [ in that deep, distant sleep that sometimes befell the hosts, there was always the hope that they would return. Sometimes, that hope felt unbearable. At least with death, the null state of non-existence did not lead anyone to wish and ache and pine. Angel is Popular. ]

( Welcome back, Angel. You've been sorely missed. )

[circumspector]

( Should I be worrying about that? I've never had to wonder about being vain before. )

[ It's with a giggle, soft and comforting, as he is to her. Nothing but fond of him in the way she is with most. ]

( I am glad to be awake. )

[shiro2hero]

[PING.]

[Hello sorry Angel you mentioned the magic L word.]

(A lion? Here?)

(This is going to sound... really weird but -- what kind of lion, exactly?)

[circumspector]

[ her robot lion brings all the voltrons to the yard. ]

( Oh, do you know what they are?

And sure, no problem - ) [ there's a pause, a flutter of thought that is distant like she's humming to herself as she goes to find the pamphlet that came with it. ] ( It's a LYON-900 performance android made by Nemean Entertainment.

Is that helpful? )

[snaphiss]

( Maybe they're supposed to eat people. )

[circumspector]

[ and she giggles. ]

( Well, I did find a fail safe switch to make sure that they don't do that.


... But it is only a switch. )

[wrackful]

( Where did you go? )

[Sharp curiosity, an underlying sentiment that comes through more as how did you get away.]

[circumspector]

( To sleep.

Or, well, some of us go into a coma from time to time. This is the second time I've done that, so far. )

[snippycup]

[Ahsoka's reply comes later -- slightly weary, but no less genuine in spite of it. A lot has happened in the time Angel had fallen into her coma.

Angel might have even felt the relief that comes with Ahsoka hearing her voice among them again. Losing two people so close to one another likely would have been too much for her, and even though it doesn't wipe away the sting of Anakin's death...its something.

Long after she gets the details from others is when she offers her question.]

( Figure out what a lion is yet? Maybe you can enlighten me. )

[circumspector]

[ The reach for Ahsoka is easy, drawing her in - always, always less walls with her. Bits of herself bare that she doesn't with anyone else. ]

( Damn, I was hoping you might have a better idea than me.

A furred predator that most people from... Earth, seem to know about. The male is larger than the female, and has a huge mane. The robot I bought has one, so I guess it's a male? The female does most of the hunting, though.

Still not sure about what tricks I should have it do. )

[greentech]

( ...Lions? They're predators, from Earth. )

[ FUNNY STORY. There's something more to it. At least to Pidge. ]

[circumspector]

( Oh so... a lion eating someone would be part of a show, then? Or would am I supposed to subdue it from doing that? )

[ .... because that's what every predator in the entertainment rings she knows does.... ]

[narcissithstic]

(Or perhaps you should strengthen your bond with your symbiote and prevent yet another mental disconnection.)

[Because that's the problem, isn't it? It must be — given Cathaway's gentle reminder that when the symbiote is rejected, death is an ever-looming possibility.]

(Petre was worried about you.)

[circumspector]

[ squeak. ]

( I know. I never want to worry anyone. )

[ Which he's - a teacher so far as it goes, and she knows how to be the role, she's quickly bowed dead supplication. The nervous skittishness that should be expected. ]

( think I am may have over used my abilities again and that might have made it happen. )

[vocalis]

[ He's glad to see her bouncing back from her long sleep so fast, but then, it's Angel. She's so smart and quick, of course she would. Aoba would be more happy for her if he wasn't so distracted by the strange sinking feeling in his gut... ]

Angel... why do you want to know about lions?

[ He's been hearing remnants of the chatter going on in her connection. Things like 'robot' and 'lion' and 'clawing eyes out' and 'already got one' and it's all a little worrying... ]

[circumspector]

[ WHISTLEs INNOCENTLY. ]

( Oh, it's for my cover. )

[ NOTHING TO SEE HERE.... ]