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Recovery [Open!!]

It wasn't often that she got injured to the point where she was stuck in the med bay for more than a day. Steven managed to do a number on her though, and there was still things inside her that were fixing themselves. Her lung was still punctured, likely because there was probably a bone or something keeping it from actually closing.

As much as that hurt, what was really bothering Nanashi was being stuck in bed. At the very least her normal schedule didn't allow for free time, even if there wasn't an entire country hinging on it. As a result, she was slightly cranky and desperate for conversation.

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Zetta made a face. "Huh. That's kinda stupid. Well, males kind of enjoy stupid."

She stifled a chuckle for fear of upsetting her lungs again. "You of all should know that, Zetta."

"Eh, I grew out of my stupid phase thousands of years ago. Or... well," Zetta said, "I got so strong that stupid stuff wasn't stupid any more."

Nanashi scoffed, "It is still stupid, you are merely allowed to get away with it."

"Shows what YOU know," Zetta said with a smug grin. "When you're anybody else, challenging the second-strongest Overlord in the cosmos is stupid. When you're ME, it's a nice morning workout."

"Detaching and then re-attaching your hand would still be stupid, however," she said with a smug smile of her own.

Zetta stopped mid-smirk.

"Yeah, point."

That went a bit far even for demons.

"So what did girl vampires do to show off or whatever?"

"They tend to show off less obviously. One way is to get as many young men wrapped around their finger as they can. That's usually grown out of by the time they hit the age-limit."

Her smirk only grew wider. There was no way Zetta would out-wit her.

Zetta had absolutely no awareness that a battle of wits had ensued, so probably. Though he almost sounded clever in his next statement, it was by accident.

"Why, do they move on to men that aren't as young?"

Nanashi laughed a bit, "No, they move onto manipulating each other." That was a particular game she was glad she took no part in.

"Oh, well, that sounds kinky."

Zetta has no shame.

"Sometime it is."

Yeah, she went there.

"After we get out of here, send pictures." No, Zetta has no shame.

After a moment, and seemingly out of nowhere, he added, "Man, this ship is nuts."

"Nuts?" She learned from Sam that 'picture' came to be used for things called photographs, but 'nuts' was a phrase she was still unfamiliar with in it's modern context.

"What do nuts have to do with this ship?"

"Uh, you know, insane? Crazy? Ludicrous? I mean, seriously, I've seen more Netherworlds in my time than most demons do their whole lives," Zetta said. "I've seen talking corn, Prinny generals, catkids with laser swords, and a drill tank piloted by Death, and that STILL all made more damn sense than this ship and the people on it."

She chuckled, "I thought you meant the food. I have never before heard of that phrase, but what prompted you to raise that idea?"

She wanted to hear his reasoning before actually agreeing with him.

"I've been all over the cosmos. I've stomped through worlds of Prinnies, talking vegetables, and people who tried to fend me off with UFOs and fishing poles. And yet you can't find a weirder group than everyone assembled here. Never happened."

"What about this crew is so strange, Zetta?"

Talking vegetables and prinnies certainly struck her as being stranger. She didn't even know what a UFO was, but that didn't seem to much matter.

"Well, for one, there are a ton of adolescent girls. What's up with THAT?"

Even the Netherworlds, with gender equality, 100-to-1 age ratios compare to humanity, and power coming easily after the thousandth year or so, wasn't this nuts.

"I suppose the ratio is off, but can that not be explained by the idea that the ship takes those who can help fight the Ohm?"

"...doesn't it imply, if so many adolescent girls are taken to fight the Ohm, that there's a lot about the cosmos we don't understand?" Zetta seemed outright alarmed just thinking about that. What -- what kind of universe...?

"Did you know that there was more than one universe before coming to this ship?" She shook her head and sighed, "There have been so many things here that I have not before known that I have stopped being marvelled by such things."

"Oh yeah. That was one of Pram the Oracle's favorite sayings. 'There is, of course, more than one universe!'" Zetta said in a high falsetto. "Countless Netherworlds, countless worlds. I didn't know there was so much that could surprise me."

"Well, it seems there are even more than you may have imagined. I, on the other hand, was unaware of any universe outside of mine. I did not even know what the rest of the world was like, aside from a few stories from a very few skilled adventures who were able to survive the trip back."

She sighed, "Honestly, it makes me feel rather small and insignificant. And being here... almost makes me feel mortal."