trans_9 | Cruising for a bruising

Big Zero had mostly kept to herself. She was busy plotting certain people's demise and reprogramming. A big part of dropping off the radar was simply for safety reasons. But when she went out she spent time in the Special Weapons Lab working on, well, things that weren't weapons. She wasn't that stupid. If she didn't give them a good reason, they couldn't refuse a member of the crew. Certainly not someone as productive as she was.

So with all the confidence of someone with antisocial/narcissist personality disorder, she strolled into the lab and quickly started work on Egghead mark II. Frankly, it was a lot harder building the damn thing from scratch.

[[OOC: Big Zero post, standard warnings apply. Filthy language, Neo Nazi. Also she will probably be hitting Punishment this post so threads might have to be bendy timed a little (later ones go earlier). My tags will be slow as I have one paper to seriously work on starting tomorrow and I'm running in to pain issues today. Agh sorry for tl;dr]]

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"So much for the idea that Stacy selects the best and brightest," she mutters to Marco, still keeping her eye on Big Zero but not intending to stir the flames any more.

"You'll have better luck getting your mom to suck it. Just keep it to your quarters. I don't want to see you fuck." She said, turning back to her work.

Marco hissed, already focusing on morphing gorilla but not waiting until it progressed before moving to punch Big Zero in the face.

The instant the words are out of Big Zero's mouth, Eva grabs Marco's wrist. "Don't!" She hisses. "Don't give her the satisfaction!"

The contorted expression that flies across her red face reveals that either the words or the effect they had on Marco hit a nerve.

"Too late!" She swung her fist too, right for Marco's face.

And then she was going to shrink down to microscopic because whatever he was changing into she didn't want to be attacked by it.

Tentacles unraveled from the walls and seized the would-be combatants, tossing them at opposite walls.

||Marco, Big Zero, you have each received one Violation for fighting,|| Stacy said.

Marco hit the wall and tumbled. He cursed, and scrambled to his feet, glaring at Big Zero. He didn't make any further move to attack - there was no point, not with Stacy intervening - and he reversed what little of the morph he'd got through.

Cursing under her breath for having misread the situation so badly, Eva rushes to Marco's side. The urge to knock Big Zero's teeth out is instantly negated by the necessity of making sure her kid isn't injured. There will be time for retribution later. "Are you alright?"

She really hoped the situation wouldn't turn to violence, but now that it already had, she wouldn't really mind adding some hurt of her own to Big Zero.

Big Zero quickly picked herself up. She'd been slammed by Stacy's tentacles plenty of times. This wasn't any different.

She laughed. "Pretty interesting power you got there."

"Mom, I'm fine," Marco said, with the kind of exasperation that could only ever come from teenage sons who thought their mothers were fussing too much.

"Oh, are you wanting a conversation now?" he said, sneering at Big Zero. Inwardly he cursed himself for morphing, but he knew that he'd gotten nowhere near bar enough for Big Zero to be able to actually identify what had really been happening. "Sorry, but even if I felt like explaining to a moronic bitch like you, there's be all those 'big words' and 'difficult concepts' that your poor pathetic brain wouldn't be able to handle."

Well, her son's still got his independent veneer. That's enough of a cue for Eva to shift her attention. Her omnicomm's already in hand, not to use for its technological capabilities but because it'll add a decent amount of weight to her hand.

"You," she growls as she rushes in, "you are not allowed to take your pathetic little inferiority complex out on my son."

And with that she swings a forceful and surprisingly competent right-cross at Big Zero's nose.

"Ah!" That actually hurt. "He swung at me you fucking spic. So back the fuck off!" She said, aiming a punch at Eva's stomach.

Except the blow never landed, because Stacy pulled them both apart with her tentacles. ||Eva, Big Zero, you have each received one Violation for fighting,|| Stacy said.

"God, broaden your vocabulary, you vile little idiot." Eva's smart enough to know that Stacy just spared her getting the wind knocked out of her, but that doesn't do anything to clear up her mood. Brushing herself off, she keeps an icy glare on Big Zero. Her knuckles are red from where they met Big Zero's face. It matches the flush in her cheeks. "If you weren't allowed to swear and slur you wouldn't have enough left for a haiku."

"Mom! Geez, I thought you said she wasn't worth it?" Marco said, trying to pull Eva away from Big Zero, sounding just a little amused. "How come you get to punch her and I don't?"

Cruising for a bruising

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