Microbots. Sushi Restaurant and on the Road. Karen's Homecoming Part 2

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Several hours later


car: *slows down and stops*

Karen: *soft sound, starting to wake up*

Rachel: Easy, you're safe. You got away this morning. *pulls up near the conveyor sushi restaurant that Legacy asked her to bring her mother to*

Karen: *deep breaths, and then she'll nod*

Rachel: *points to the sign on the building* Look at where we are.

Karen: *will look, brows climbing up as she reads the name of the restaurant*

Rachel: *watches and waits for the younger woman's reaction*

Karen: ...Where exactly are we?

Rachel: *simply* Legacy told me that I had to bring you here.

Karen: *small nod* She's really alright?

Rachel: *soft chuckle* She's learning how to work with one of my babies, and she's taking to the sky like she was born with the wings.

Karen: *can't help the wibble she just did as she nods*

Rachel: *softly* The only problem she's got to work through is getting used to being seen.

Karen: *lips thin as she nods* *quietly* Not drawing attention to herself is something she learned in that house.

Rachel: *softly, as her eyes go to the big red truck that just pulled up beside them into a handicapped stall* It's something my people still have to do.

Karen: *attention going to the truck* ... *hesitantly* Your people?

truck: *seems to vanish as it's suddenly replaced by a tall young man with brown hair and serious but trustworthy blue eyes*

Rachel: Have you ever heard of Nijika?

Karen: *startled squeak at the sudden change* *a bit wide-eyed now*

Rachel: *reaches over to offer reassurance* Joe doesn't bite.

Ruth: *quiet rustle in the back seat* Unless yer a doughnut.

Karen: *startles badly*

Rachel: *soft gasp* Easy.

Karen: *confused now that she's gotten over her startlement* What happened to Charleen and Bart?

Rachel: *ruefully* Bart had a panic attack, so he and Char had to go home another way.

Karen: ... Another way? *curious woman now*

Rachel: *nods* *softly* Teleport.

Karen: ... That's possible?

Rachel: Yup.

Karen: ... Wow.

Rachel: *laughter sparks in her blue eyes* And so is big trucks turning into cute young nerds.

Ruth: *dryly* 'N dames born off Earth.

Karen: ... *again* Wow.

Rachel: Though Ruth's human.

Ruth: Thrrpt.

Karen: *small nod*

Rachel: *gentle poke*

Karen: *squeak, looks to you, Rachel*

Rachel: *gentle grin* Hungry?

Karen: *small nod once she remembers she hasn't eaten since this morning* *blushes as her stomach rumbles loudly as she thinks of the last time she had sushi*

Rachel: *grin goes cheesy and teasing*

Karen: ... *thrrrpt*

Rachel: *laughs softly* Hug?

Karen: *moves to get a hug*

Rachel: *hug complete with soft huggy sound*

Ruth: *arms that come around the back of the seat and give another strong hug*

Karen: *taking deep breaths and trying not to cry now*

Rachel: *softly* It's alright.

Joe: *muffled from being outside the car, but his surprise and protest is very clear as he notices he's missing out on hugs* Hey!

Rachel: *soft snerk at that protest*

Karen: *soft snerk. Can tell what that protest was about*

Ruth: What a suck.

Rachel: *gentle pat as she lets go the hug, then sits up and unfastens her seatbelt*

Karen: *quietly* Should I still carry my cane?

Rachel: *grin* Only if you want to.

Karen: *thinking about it, then she'll shake her head*

Rachel: Okeedokee. *steps out of the car and lets Ruth out*

Karen: *will move to get out of the car after unbuckling her seatbelt*

Joe: *is that friendly hand just where she can grab it if she wants some help getting herself and her tired-from-sitting legs up*

Karen: *will reach for the offered hand. She's glad for the assistance*

Joe: *friendly grin as he helps her up* Easy. Try stomping a little.

Karen: *will do so, feeling a bit silly in her house slippers*

Rachel: *bounces over and offers a pair of beautifully worked ankle high moccasins with zippers up their fronts* Renderceller?

Ruth: *snorts and shoves black curls away from her face*

Karen: Renderceller?

Rachel: *nod nod* Just don't slop your dripper.

Karen: ...

Rachel: Oh. You never heard that version of Cinderella?

Karen: ... *head shake* No.

Rachel: Ohh. Well, in it Renderceller slopped her dipper and caught the attention of a pransom hince.

Karen: Ah... *will reach for the offered moccasins*

Joe: *offers elbow for leaning on while shoe transfer happens*

Karen: *only wobbles a little bit as she swaps shoes*

Rachel: Need a hand with the zips?

Karen: *head shake, is carefully zipping the rhinestone zippers up* I think I've got them. Thank you, though.

Rachel: *grin* Legacy set us tracings of her feet and asked if someone could get you something without heels. So one of our girls made those.

Karen: *surprised sound* Oh.

Rachel: *gentle hand pat* Let's go eat before Ruth gets it all.

Karen: *small nod* Yeah.

Rachel: *leads the way inside and takes four tickets for her party, then passes them out* One for you, and one for you, and one for youuuuuu.

Joe: *chuckles*

Felicity: *cheerfully* And one for me!

Rachel: Awk! *watch her ticket go WEEEEEEEEE!*

Ruth: *catches it*

Karen: *eeks and quail chicks*

Felicity: *squeaks and boggles at Rachel*

Rachel: *hunkers in a soft floof of skirt to put a comforting hand on Karen's back* What are you doing here, Ferdie?

Felicity: *and now she's a bit sheepish* *quietly* I wanted to meet the lady Charleen mentioned...

Rachel: *wry affection and amusement* I was going to introduce you back at base after Karen'd had time to settle down.

Joe: *has another ticket, offers it to Felicity*

Felicity: *ducks her head a bit more, will accept the ticket*

Karen: *taking deep breaths*

hostess: *softly to Karen, as she kneels next to her* Are you alright?

Rachel: *will let Karen reply*

Karen: *quietly* I'll be alright.

hostess: *uses two hands to offer Karen a nicely wrapped dried persimmon* Maybe this will make your day better.

Karen: *soft sound of surprise, will quietly thank the hostess*

hostess: *smiles* One of our private rooms is empty. Why don't I bring your party there?

Karen: *looks to Rachel for confirmation*

Rachel: Will we be able to have the conveyor belt sushi?

hostess: *smile becomes a bit of a grin* Oh yes. You'll have first pick.

Rachel: Oooo. I like the sound of that.

Joe: *grins* *quietly* Me too.

Karen: *small smile*

Felicity: *much happy grin*

Ruth: *has no comment. Thankfully*

Rachel: *rises to her feet and offers a hand to Karen*

Karen: *small nod, accepts the offered hand*

Rachel: *gently helps Karen up, then puts a motherly arm around her and leads her to the private room*

Karen: *will look around the room curiously*

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