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Den ([personal profile] dens_extra_pups) wrote in [community profile] dens_tf_den2016-07-27 10:36 pm

Nexus. Black Dog. BBNS Intro Part 3

Continued from here



Old Lady Yau: *seriously, one hand going to an old scar that she's never been able to get rid of* 'Uns where the enemy used weapons t'at burned t' land 'n left silhouettes o' the people who were too close t' the explosion. 'N left the people who survived sick 'n dyin' from a sickness t'ey'd never dealt wit' 'fore t'en, 'n poisoned the ground, air, 'n water wit' fallout.

bbnsUltra Magnus: *as he watches his adopted daughter tackle young Silverbolt for the treat in his hand* You see that girl?

Old Lady Yau: *looks where the big Drach is looking* *quietly* Aye.

bbnsUltra Magnus: She's one of the eggs that survived.

Old Lady Yau: *quietly* The Great Creator mourned when the ot'er children came back t' Him so soon.

bbnsUltra Magnus: *starts to reply, but an imperious squeak from behind his breastplate stops him and he raises his empty hand toward the sound, a wing lowering toward a shoulder strap at the same time*

Old Lady Yau: *seriously* I'll help ye keep the enemy from hurtin' any more children.

bbnsUltra Magnus: *as the squeak is repeated* Hold on, Kriti. I have one hand full.

Old Lady Yau: *blink* Need some 'elp?

bbnsUltra Magnus: I have her. *wing hand lifts out a tiny scrap of a dark blue Drach baby, who is looking around with confidence as she hangs by one little arm. Like the blue girl at the bar, she has no wings*

Old Lady Yau: *soft chuckle as she sees the bitty and how confident she is* She's some cute.

bbnsUltra Magnus: *as Kriti wriggles in response to Kae Yau's voice, he sets the baby into her arms* Don't drop her. *wing back up to refasten that strap*

Old Lady Yau: Don't ye be purdlin' none. I got 'er.

bbnsKriti: *much squeaky talking!*

bbnsUltra Magnus: See the scar on her back?

Old Lady Yau: Aye. *is holding the baby Drach so the little one can cling to her shirt*

bbnsKriti: *squeak squeak squeak! Big, this peep is little and doesn't have plating, or wings!*

bbnsUltra Magnus: It's where she was connected to Desinex. *both hands now supporting Yau to make sure that his smallest child is safe*

Old Lady Yau: Conjoined twins?

bbnsUltra Magnus: The result of the mutating chemical and matter from an adjoining egg that was broken.

bbnsKriti: *squeak squeak! Will snuggle close to this little peep. They're nice and warm like Big is* *much squeaky commentary about this*

Old Lady Yau: *small nod, will hold Kriti a bit more securely as she feels the little one snuggle*

bbnsUltra Magnus: Are you hungry, Kriti?

bbnsKriti: *much squeakerfit! Hungry babby is!*

Tarantulus: *bringing food over for the bitty. Heard her squeaks*

bbnsUltra Magnus: *raises his head, and then blinks with calm surprise* What is this?

Tarantulus: Cooked custard. It's dino chicken flavor, and has purple carrots in it, too.

Old Lady Yau: *chuckles*

bbnsUltra Magnus: Ah... I don't know what those are. *studies the food and sniffs*

Old Lady Yau: T'ey's tasty 'n good for ye.

bbnsKriti: *sees nom being offered to Big. SO much squeakerfit!*

bbnsDesi: *looks up from her plate* I hear my sister.

bbnsJazz: *soft grin as he glances that way* She's got somethin' ta eat.

bbnsWheelie: *has his face in his empty plate*

bbnsSilverbolt: *sitting on the floor and blinking groggily*

bbnsDesi: *snerk* Yeah... *yaawwwwns*

bbnsJazz: *gently, as he pokes bbnsWheelie* You all had enough ta eat?

bbnsSilverbolt: *wonderingly* Yes.

bbnsWheelie: *burps without waking. Soft poof of smoke*

bbnsDesi: *sleepily* 'M good...

bbnsJazz: You got enough energy ta let Mags know yer goin' home ta bed?

bbnsDesi: Think so. *more yawn* *then she'll make a high whistle sound to bbnsUltra Magnus. "Hey, Dad!"*

bbnsUltra Magnus: *has taken the food and is showing it to bbnsKriti* *to Yau and Tarantulus* Excuse me. *whistles back. "What is it?"*

bbnsDesi: *whistles reply. "Going home to sleep. Don't worry about Wheelie and me"*

bbnsUltra Magnus: *"understood. Approved"* *blinks and frowns as he sees the bartender give each youngster a bundle* *"identify"*

bbnsDesi: *"Soft blanket."*

bbnsUltra Magnus: *whistles the next tone twice* *"strongly approved"* *a lower tone* *"affection and meeting soon"*

bbnsDesi: *"Affection returned, meeting soon."* *considers, then adds "Food is good here. You should have some too."*

bbnsUltra Magnus: *"go. Sleep"*

bbnsJazz: *chuckles softly and then picks bbnsWheelie up*

bbnsDesi: *nods to bbnsUltra Magnus, will lean on bbnsJazz a bit*

bbnsSilverbolt: *pulls himself to his feet. His eyes are closing even as the group vanishes*

bbnsKriti: *happy sounds as the little warm peep feeds her some of the yummy nom*

bbnsUltra Magnus: *sighs as he watches the group vanish, then looks down at his hands*

Old Lady Yau: *carefully and neatly feeding small bites of custard to bbnsKriti*

bbnsKriti: *happily nomming*

Archiva: *pauses and offers the little drachling a strawberry and lemon scented geranium leaf*

bbnsKriti: *puzzled chirp as she reaches for the nice smelling thing*

Old Lady Yau: *to Archiva* Put 'is order 'n th' babby's food on me tab.

Archiva: Oh, it's on the house. *helps the baby to get the leaf* There you are. *smile*

Old Lady Yau: *surprised sound*

bbnsKriti: *much squeakerfit as she examines the nice smelling leaf*

bbnsUltra Magnus: Why is the meal on the house?

Archiva: *softly* Because your world has been assigned relief.

bbnsUltra Magnus: *frown* By who?

Archiva: *indicates the bartender* Nemesis asked Swindle co.

bbnsUltra Magnus: *frown deepens* Swindle?

Old Lady Yau: T'at 'un is a decent lad. Rich philant'ropist.

Archiva: And Nemesis belongs to the Warlady, who helps too.

Old Lady Yau: *chuckles softly and offers bbnsKriti another bite of custard* Aye. Blackout's a good Matriarch.

bbnsKriti: *issa happy babby. Is getting to eat yummy noms, and she's got something interesting to study*

bbnsUltra Magnus: *looks from one woman to the other. Then* Shouldn't you ask our leaders first?

Archiva: *nods* Someone's there now.

Old Lady Yau: Swindle Co. ain't arter bein' able t' go t' worlds where t'ey ain't allowed t'. Yer big Boss 'n His Boss gave th' okay fer Swindle Co. t' go 'n ask.

bbnsUltra Magnus: *frowns at her, and then gives a noncommittal rumble and looks at his little one*

Archiva: *excuses herself and goes to meet someone just coming in*

bbnsKriti: *nomphing a few more bites, squeaks and waves the leaf at her Big*

bbnsUltra Magnus: *lowers that massive head and very gently sniffs the leaf* You're right. It is pretty.

bbnsKriti: *happy squeaks*

bbnsUltra Magnus: Have you eaten enough?

bbnsKriti: *squeak. Is full, Big. Is why she's showing you her pretty leaf now!*

bbnsUltra Magnus: *rumbles to his little one, but then looks up from her as another bot stops in front of him*

Tarantulus: Here. *will set a plate of food down on the table where there's room* Any specific sauce preferences?

bbnsUltra Magnus: *frown is back* I didn't ask for this.

Tarantulus: The bartender told me to bring you a plate. *will also set down a tankard* As well as something to drink.

bbnsUltra Magnus: *frowns toward the bartender and sees her leaning aggressively over the bar and scowling at him* *thinks rebelliously of other people that he could give this to* *and then looks slightly shocked as he realizes that those people are all going to have their own very soon*

Old Lady Yau: *absently humming now, and fussing over bbnsKriti*

Tarantulus: *calmly* It's generally a bad idea to argue with Nemesis.

bbnsUltra Magnus: *mouth opens. Mouth closes. Nearly silent gulp. Shock continues*

bbnsKriti: *squeaks and points. Big, y U no eat?*

Old Lady Yau: *seriously, to bbnsUltra Magnus* Ye'd best get some food in ye, so ye c'n be at yer best.

bbnsUltra Magnus: *looks down at her blankly*

Old Lady Yau: Ye ain't gonna be up fer protectin' nobody if'n yer some woozy.

Archiva: *back* Ultra Magnus, you're to keep this with you.

bbnsUltra Magnus: *looks down to see "this" and blinks* What is that?

black mammoth: *small, friendly sound as she sniffs at the big thing she's been told is her new matriarch*

Old Lady Yau: *looks, laughs* Cute.

Archiva: She's a Narudian mammoth. They're resistant to plasma fire, and the wool that they shed in the spring is worth a lot.

Old Lady Yau: T'ey's fireproof, t'en?

Archiva: Pretty much. *gentle hand scratches the mammoth's hump*

mammoth: *more soft sounds as she sees her new matriarch lower his hands. And then her sounds go gentle as she sees a tiny thing that smells like a baby. So carefully she puts the tip of her truck to the baby's tiny face*

bbnsUltra Magnus: *gruffly* Easy...

bbnsKriti: *much squeak!*

Old Lady Yau: She's bein' careful.

bbnsKriti: *gonna try and grab at the nose*

mammoth: *talks softly to the baby*

bbnsUltra Magnus: The vegetation of my world has been poisoned to an extent. Only the stronger and coarser kinds are left.

Archiva: She's from a world a lot harsher than yours.

mammoth: *gentle tug at the white hair of the little thing that smells strange*

Old Lady Yau: 'Ey now. *gentle discouragement of hair pulling*

mammoth: *nose kisses her instead*

bbnsUltra Magnus: *ready to intervene*

Old Lady Yau: *chuckles and gives gentle scritches*

mammoth: *talks, and then returns her attention to the baby*

bbnsKriti: *so much squeak and talk!*

bbnsUltra Magnus: How comfortable with the mammoth are you, Kae Yau?

Old Lady Yau: I t'ink she's some cute. *slight smirk* 'N the lass seems fond o' 'er, too.

bbnsUltra Magnus: Do you want to sit on her? Kriti'll be upset if I take her away right now.

bbnsKriti: *MUCH squeak! You no take her away, Big!*

Old Lady Yau: *chuckles and studies the mammoth for a few moments, working out how best to get seated on the creature's back*

bbnsUltra Magnus: *carefully sets woman and baby on the mammoth's head, ready to snatch them back if the animal objects. He doesn't think she will though. She's acting in a way he remembers tame milch beasts acting before the species went extinct*

mammoth: *stops swaying on her feet and puts her ears out as she talks. She's listening for instructions*

bbnsKriti: *happy squeaks!* *likes being up high like this, Big!*

bbnsUltra Magnus: Are you alright here, Kae Yau?

Old Lady Yau: *nod* Aye. She's a fair sight easier t' sit astride t'an some o' the ot'er critters I's rid on.

bbnsUltra Magnus: Alright. *starts to turn toward the chair so that he can eat the provided meal, but then stops as he feels an unbelievably tiny hand poke his foot* Yes?

tKriti: *looks up... and up... and up* Can I get a lift?

bbnsUltra Magnus: *glances toward the bartender, and then hunkers down to speak to this incredibly tiny bot* I think the bartender'll lose her temper if I wait much longer to eat this meal.

tKriti: *shrug* Can I climb up your armor, then?

bbnsUltra Magnus: *raises one brow ridge* Where do you want to go?

tKriti: Up to the table's fine. I mainly wanna see if I can spot the alternate my detector alerted me to.

bbnsUltra Magnus: *looks at her colour* ...Kriti?

bbnsKriti: *muffled squeak. Is currently face down on the mammoth's head, with both fists full of fur*

tKriti: Yeah. I'm a Kriti.

bbnsUltra Magnus: *mouth twitches* She's on the mammoth, with Kae Yau.

tKriti: *grin, and then the tiny bot is scrambling up your armor, Ultra Magnus*

bbnsUltra Magnus: *offers a hand, one corner of his mouth twitching further as he recognizes the tiny, tiny bot's confidence*

tKriti: *will climb onto your hand, bbnsUltra Magnus. And she'll sit pretty, too*

Old Lady Yau: *absent hum as she keeps an eye on bbnsKriti*

bbnsUltra Magnus: *carefully moves the hand and its passenger over to the mammoth's hump*

tKriti: *once the hand's close enough, she'll get up and jump*

bbnsUltra Magnus: *frowns with concern, but then smiles again as he once more sees the familiar confidence*

tKriti: *as she gets situated on the mammoth's hump, she'll look up, and then snort at Old Lady Yau*

Old Lady Yau: *snorts back*

bbnsKriti: *muffled squeak*

bbnsUltra Magnus: *sees that everyone is alright, so he sits down to eat his meal*

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