<strong>Hero Points:</strong>4 (Sleeping Wyvern), 5 (Scarab), 2 (Chlorophyll, H2GO! & Hornet);<strong>Luck Points:</strong>3/5;<strong>Conditions:</strong>None<br/><br/><div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote"><a href="https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=331796.msg16003116#msg16003116">Quote from: Raku on 11-10-2021, 23:51:19</a></div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote"><br/>The boy jumped at the sound of another person in the room. Shuji did the same to him a lot, but it still got him. ”Grandfather was just reviewing my preformance.” Rakutsu have a bow to the senior ninja, a typical sign of respect.</blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div><br/>The ninja bowed back. “You have promise, I can tell. Shuji-sama may be a harsh taskmaster, but once you weather the storm you’ll be able to conquer even greater challenges.”<br/><br/>The ninja lowered his facemask to bite a cracker. His words were the last succinct bits of that memory, the future events of that day merely the mundanities of rest and maintenance of the secret snow base.<br/><br/><hr/><br/><div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote">Quote</div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote">The sound of his character being pelted with arrows took his attention back to the game. Enemies were firing on him from far away. On top of a wall, which was barely noticeable. Not until the arrows were midnight. <br/><br/>Rakutsu’s character died before he can do anything to stop it. ”You….want to try now?” His embarrassment returned and was more noticeable.</blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div><br/>“Sure!” Amrita responded as she took the controller from his hands, and for once Rakutsu saw her at a task to which she was not skilled. She was too eager to use the shield as opposed to outright evasion, even against enemies who would clearly knock her over. She was also a little too impatient to bother using items during the safer parts of combat, when enemies were regaining balance or at a fair distance. Her breathing became heavier during tense moments, and all her effort was for naught when her character perished like so many others who played the game.<br/><br/>“Okay, break time!” Amrita exclaimed as she passed the controller back to Rakutsu, laying back on his bed. She moved her arms and legs against the surface, as though she was making a snow angel.<br/><br/>“Ahh, so soft, you must sleep real nice every night.”<br/><br/>She looked up at the boy, head propped against a hand supported by an elbow. “You know, this is a nice change of pace, being here. Unlike my house. If not Mom and Dad hovering over me, then it’s my sister who can be...well, she’s nice and means well, but you know what I mean.”<br/><br/>Amrita blushed, blinking several times as the fingers on her other hand started fidgeting. “So uh, between that and school and the Silver Storm and all the other stuff, something like this may not come again soon. So if you’re okay with it and you’re not dating anyone who’d be jealous and stuff, do you want to...do it?”<br/><br/>She looked away suddenly, averting eye contact. “I’m sorry, I hope I’m not moving too fast! But I can’t help it, you’re...kind of cute, getting to see you up close and just the two of us. We can even just hug, if you want.”<br/><br/><em>Assuming Rakutsu isn’t going to outright reject her.</em><br/><br/>Amrita sat up, facing Rakutsu. Blushing, she placed her hands around his waist, pulling him closer. She gave him a hug, resting her chin on his shoulder.<br/><br/>“This feels...nice,” she whispered.<br/><br/>She followed up by running her fingers through his hair. Without saying another word she pulled back to stare into his eyes. Closing her eyes and tilting her head, her lips met his.<br/><br/><hr/><br/><div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote">Quote</div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote">”Listen, I have no idea what’s going through his mind. Either he’s willing to go through hoops to get back at you or not. You have the go ahead to keep an eye on him and investigate anything regarding this technology, but don’t start accusing him without something to show.” Rakutsu started to go back in, but only if Kaitlyn didn’t have anything else to say on the subject.</blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div><br/>Kaitlyn took a breath, trying her best to relax. But once she was able to do, so she heeded Rakutsu’s words and followed him back into the lab.<br/><br/><hr/><br/><div align="center"><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 18pt;"><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: impact;"><strong>The Science Fair</strong></span></span><br/><br/>(https://i.imgur.com/uH5040F.jpeg)</div><br/>They didn’t have much time to work, for the Science Fair was just around the corner. But between himself, Chris, and Kaitlyn the trio were able to quickly put together a project: a makeshift Photon Convertor, capable of transferring photon particles from other universes into the one in which they currently live. Given that material’s insubstantial nature, Chris explained while quoting a physics book, it is a much safer material to shift over than other kinds.<br/><br/>The Fair took place in the gymnasium, a building not part of the school proper but adjacent to it. The place was quite crowded, even accounting for all of the teachers, students, and the family members of the latter group coming to visit. The Baker twins were arguing over the right batteries to hook up to a miniature fridge while Leslie tried to mediate between the two; Emily and Stacy were doing test runs of their project, using a pair of magnetic panels to lift a metal box the size of a computer hard drive. All the while the various teachers did their best to keep order, whether it was ensuring that students stayed focused or to keep the more competitive parents from arguing over their childrens’ comparative academic prowess.<br/><br/><div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">Insight or Perception, DC 15</div><div class="spoiler_body">Rakutsu spots a few people who look a bit out of place. Clad in well-dressed business suits and ties, they stood in the bleachers away from any of the larger groups.<br/><br/>“You see them too?” Reyansh asked. “Nerds from MarsTech looking for promising new workers.”<br/><br/>“More like wage-slave interns,” a senior student passing by said.</div></div><br/>As for Chris and Kaitlyn, the two were setting up the Photon Converter while being pestered by Alison, who was clearly not working on her own project.<br/><br/>“So does that mean there’s a universe out there where I’m a princess, or an Amazon, or a superhero?”<br/><br/>“Yes,”Chris replied, “and one where you and all the other girls at school are part of my harem.”<br/><br/>Kaitlyn just stared at him, shaking her head.<br/><br/>“Well, maybe we can send you to a universe where boys don’t think with their dicks all the time!” Alison exclaimed before storming off in a huff.<br/><br/>“Sorry,” Chris said as Rakutsu approached. “I tried to get her to leave 10 minutes ago, so I had to resort to drastic measures.”<br/><br/>“That doesn’t make what you said okay,” Kaitlyn said.<br/><br/>“Don’t worry Kate, out of all the girls here you’d be the last one I’d want to fuck.”<br/><br/><div class="floatleft">(https://i.imgur.com/HRqZCGB.png)</div><div class="floatright">(https://i.imgur.com/rzNI5CE.jpeg)</div>Kaitlyn looked to be on the verge of braining him with a large glass tube in her hands, but the sounds of distant exclamations diverted their attention.<br/><br/>Rakutsu recognized the return of Adolfo and Rex, albeit their radically different appearances meant that most others didn’t have his insight.<br/><br/>“It’s alright everyone!” Ms. Hallowbrooks exclaimed as she took to the microphone on the stand. “They’re our fellow students, only changed physically.”<br/><br/>Kaitlyn blinked. “We all got the text, but...it’s still a bit hard to take in.”<br/><br/>A few crowds edged away from the pair, both of whom uneasily shuffled down a makeshift aisle.<br/><br/>“Rex, are you alright?” Reyansh asked. “You can talk, right?”<br/><br/>Rex growled. “I’d be less embarrassed if I were at the circus.”