trans_9 | Aim to Win [Closed, pre Beyond the Sea Plot]

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Aim to Win [Closed, pre Beyond the Sea Plot]

The excitement of the poddrop had died down after a few days and Lash found herself back to her usual routine on the ship. It was rather amazing how much she could manage to do each 'day', from working in the labs, to shop management to training in the sensoriums. Truthfully, everything served to keep her occupied, which was an excellent thing--if Lash ever got bored anywhere it was a sure setup for a disaster of terrible repercussions. Probably explosive ones. Speaking of which...

"Fire! Fire!"

One of the ship's sensoriums was now being taken by her as she played it wisely and used it to tested out various prototypes before building them. They'd come out with a lot of robot parts to build thanks to SHODAN's rampage, and she was going to make the most use of what she'd gotten. With a typical Lash twist and flare, of course.

The soldier obeyed and fired the first cannon with a button press, the cannonball flying out and landing far away. Lash kept tabs using a CO pad, analyzing how the prototype fared. Upon landing, the cannonball opened itself up amongst the surprised enemy soldiers and turned into a small robot with turrets built on each side.

"Tee hee! It works, it works! Now, if I adjust the energy here, I should be able to build a small army, and that would be useful to aid during away missions..."

As she was about to approve it, the robot exploded. Soldiers, trees, dirt and burnt robot pieces flew into the air, landing close by.

"Oh oops! Hmmm...better not put that much energy into that one. The crew could lose a few arms and legs like that!" She said it with such a calm voice too, even if she was speaking to no one but herself and the nearby soldiers. With a small flick, she brushed off a piece of cracked robot, and began another prototype test.

Just another typical day for a wunderkind.

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"I uh...I was....really bad at it."

Lash admitting she was bad at something was really, really hard for her.

Edited 2012-01-11 01:08 (UTC)

"Don't give me that. You're not bad at ANYthing if you put your mind to it," he said sternly, crossing his arms to look down at her over them.

"Well it's not like I really had time to practice since then," she ventured very carefully. "And it was forever ago...maybe I could do it now!"

Hint: No.

"Just do it in the Sensoriums. That way, you know you can't drown because of the safeties, so even if you start to sink you don't have to panic."

Zetta actually had a good and helpful idea. (It was probably just an excuse to get her in a bikini.)

"That was actually why I didn't mind doing beach parties and pirate fights here," she added. "I knew it wouldn't matter. Besides, I still think the ocean was made to put submarines and boats in it, not to swim!"

Although thinking back, Zetta's reaction to Lash just floating out of the water had she lost that battle would have probably clued him on. Speaking of which...

"How 'bout if we combine this with the battle you still have to lose against me?"

Pirates and bikinis! ~~Piratenikis?~~

"That'll be hard, since that battle doesn't exist, but I'll challenge you any time, Lash," he said with a grin. "Though, uh, I do think you ought to learn how to swim at some point. Otherwise you know that cosmic irony is gonna slap you, and someday you'll be on a mission where you were about to save the day but you fell into the swimming pool or something..."

"What--hey! I can still float a bit!" she protested. "Like I know how to do the doggie paddle!"

Barely.

"Besides, what are the odds at getting that type of mission? Come on! I've been here long enough and nothing like that happened!" Just give it a few days, Lash you'd be stuck in one soon enough. Ooooh now she really wanted to beat him in the sword fight just to prove she could do it.

"Pretty good. The cosmos has a sick sense of humor, you know," Zetta said.

"...true."

She could only agree to that after Hawke had shown up the only time she had not gone the the poddrop. Her head turned at all of the blocks on the door and she gave a small sigh.

"Fiiiine. But it better be interesting! And no doggie paddling! It looked stupid and I hated it."

Zetta knew how the cosmos worked. Even he, top of the heap, wasn't entirely immune to its shenanigans. Witness the fact that he was a book.

"Don't worry, doggie paddling IS stupid." He wasn't entirely aware that he seemed to have agreed to teach her.

"Okay, good!" With that settled, she made the entire war scene disappear and they found themselves on the beach again. Teaching her or not, they had agreed to something involving bodies of water (she hoped) and there might as well be some of it in a fun, relaxing place. The place was more intimate than the beach party of before; but there was some food on top of tables. Lash hadn't heard the advice of not eating before swimming. Far off, there were two pirate boats, should they decide to just go for the whole fighting aspect and ignoring everything else.

The traps were still comically behind them, only this time Lash had added another perimeter around it, filled with man-eating sharks, and rows of spikes blocking the view from where they were. At this point if anyone got through they almost deserved to win a medal for it. You know, before the both of them shot them dead.

Now completely dry from the water episode, Lash wore something that was a sort of cross between a Pirate outfit and a swimsuit, covered by a coat and a hat (but no boots, boots were dumb to be wearing on the beach).

"How's that?" She meant the beach and the place, not herself.

"That's pretty freaking sweet!" Zetta said in sincere delight. Needless to say, he was looking absolutely nowhere but Lash. "You know, for someone who claims to be completely uninformed about things like sexiness and looking hot, you sure do manage to do some amazing things with your outfits."

"Well I---Hey! I meant what you thought about the beach." Why was she still surprised after all the talk they had was anyone's guess. "B-besides. It wasn't on purpose."

"I know, that's what's really awesome." He stepped forward to sling his hands over her shoulders, grinning. "It's a lot more genuine that way."

She looked a bit confused about that statement. "If you say so? I guess most girls would do it on purpose, huh." That's what army life did to you, Lash.

"...so do you want to eat something or we fight on the pirate ships or go swimming?" Lash: terrible at romance or anything of the sort.

"Up to you. I didn't have any plans when I came in here, so spending time screwing around is all good no matter how we do it. Considering we'll probably do all three...." He shrugged.

"Well first off, you also switch outfits. Then uh...I guess we could eat something first. Unless...we combine them and eat food on the ship..." Wait they were supposed to be fighting each other at that part, OH WELL. "Oh I know! We could do that while another ship attacks and watch as the Prinny try to keep the ship afloat."

Sort of like a romantic dinner, only for very strange people and demons.

"Gotcha," Zetta said, instantly regarbing himself in sleek swim trunks. Behold the manly body over the Overlord in its full glory!

"And throw things at the Prinnies, I assume.:

"Of course!" She looked at him and grinned. "Tee hee hee! It's missing a bit of a pirate touch." Right after she said that, a hat gently floated over his head and landed. "There. Much better."

Now where was that parrot Prinny of last time...

"Oh I know! Let's unleash a Kraken and see what they'll do!"

Edited 2012-01-12 04:40 (UTC)

"Hyaaa ha ha ha ha! Sounds like a plan!" Zetta reached over and grabbed a table, then scooped up Lash in his other arm. He took a moment to judge the distance, then lightly leaped over the intervening ocean to one of the ships. "Dinner and a show, my dear?"

"Sounds like a good time," she answered, before realizing they had no chairs. Thankfully a few little ideas in the sensoriums and now and ultra comfortable cushioned pirated themed ones appeared close by, carved in wood and looking more like they belonged to a metal concert than anything else.

The Prinnies certainly didn't look too happy with what they'd be doing but when did the poor creatures ever feel happy around either of them?

She totally understood Netherworld sensibilities. He plopped down in the one sized for him, seizing the table in the claws of one hand to drag it towards them once Lash herself had been properly seated. Though...

"So hey, you want an actual throne in my throne room, when all this is done?"

"Can I install a laser on top of it?"

Zetta glared at her. "Yes, I am going to tell you what your throne must be like, and you know I hate lasers and the way you like lasers." That was sarcasm, Lash, you may have heard of it.

~~"What is sarcasm."~~

She just laughed. "Aww come on, I was just joking! ...well I would install a laser on top of it but, uh, you know." She touched her lips with her index finger pretending to be thinking about it. To be fair, she never had had a special seat before so it did sound like a pretty sweet deal.

"In that case...okay." As proof of this, her own chair shifted so that it had bizarre cross between a bird and a dog statue on the top, the mouth opened revealing the iron fangs. Threateningly, the eyes glowed red before it fired a beam at one of the Prinnies working the mast, causing it to explode.

"Well?" she told the others, smiling. "Get to work! Go blow up the other ship! Throw yours at it if you have too!"

Lash that other ship technically was yours--eh who cared.

Edited 2012-01-14 01:06 (UTC)

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