Alora DeVeau

I just about DIED when I read this. And if you don't get the reference, dm me. 😄

I'd be happy to oblige. 😉

Oh man, @Ashley Yael had me laughing out loud with this one. HILARIOUS. ((Science Lab - Starbase 118 Ops)) Geoff: That’s good to hear! YOU HAVE A GREAT FACE! The sense of dread filled the Trill as he felt Geoff’s small weight shift and shove off strategically, and he tried to reach up to grab him before he could complete the maneuver… And with horror, he failed. Geoff briskly leapt the small distance between them with a trilling warriors cry, and screamed in his little mechanical voice as he joyfully and energetically attached to DeVeau’s face. He completed the motion with the fervor of a dedicated zealot practicing his craft, his little arms wrapping around to her ears and clasping in her hair, his trilling cry lasting long after he’d completed the jump. Everything inside Ozai seemed to seize up in that moment as Geoff landed smack center in Commander DeVeau’s face, and she wrenched backward in the panic that would fill *anyone* with a giant attacking spider bot on their face. Her arms flailed in a failed attempt to avoid, then in an attempt to dislodge, the psychotic spider bot on her face. He set his hands to his face, covering his eyes in a moment of pure horror. He knew Geoff wouldn’t *hurt* her, but… this face grabbing business was no good. No good at all. The Trill split his cybernetic fingers to see the Commander coming to the realization she wasn’t being harmed, lifting her arms with more direct purpose, and pulling Geoff off her face. Thankfully, the spider bot released his grip without fighting. He popped free, letting go of a few strands of hair last as she extended her arms to full length, holding Geoff like she might a delicate explosive. She set both eyes on the spider bot, his having gotten her full attention. Which was probably the point of the face grabbing, aside bragging rights, Ozai figured. DeVeau: What the heck!? Ozai didn’t say anything. Instead, he covered his eyes again, almost like he could ostrich himself away from what had happened. He wanted to curl up in a corner and just die from embarrassment. Geoff hung there in her hands, his bulgy body firmly held in place. His lower four legs dangled delicately, his other four perched carefully on her wrists, naturally holding on without digging in his claws. He set his multiple pairs of eyes on her, little lights glowing as he looked at her… and she looked at him. It was a staring contest for a moment as she processed what he was, as well as she could, after having been startled. Ozai uncovered his eyes when he heard the squeal… at first he thought it was another scream, and that Geoff was doing something even worse. But he realized quickly it was *delight.* Delight?! After that?! DeVeau: Oh my gosh, what *is* this? She proceeded to try and answer that for herself but turning it around and over and upside down. And then it spoke again. Geoff: Hey, hey! I have an *up* side, ya’ know! *Rude* much? He sent a single claw tip into the air and pumped it a few times, as if to admonish her, but he didn’t sound upset. He was a robot. Robots really couldn’t get upset, unless they were programmed to. Geoff was just being Geoff… bombastic to the core. Ozai extended a hand in what might have been a polite maneuver under normal circumstances, forward slightly before him, palm up, and raising it ever so slightly as if to say “here it is.” Y’zyr: Commander DeVeau… this is Geoff… my assistive spider-bot… His tone was one of defeat, and he didn’t look up for a moment… until there was another squeal of delight. Was that right? That couldn’t be right. DeVeau: Oh my gosh, he’s ADORABLE! Geoff: ::beaming, his little eyes lighting up:: I know. I’m an adorable scamp! Y’zyr: I can take him, if you want me- He was interrupted as he tried to accept Geoff back. He was going into damage control mode, so she took him by surprise with the barrage of questions. DeVeau: Tell me more about him! Is he…are you…fully mechanic? Or do you have organic matter as well? Are you a cyborg? I have some cyborg spider friends. I bet Sheba would *love* you. Either that or eat you… Geoff squiggled a little in her hands, raising two clawed tips above his mandible level now. Geoff: I don’t know who this Sheba is, but I bet I’d *like* her. Y’zyr: He’s, umm… ::blinking in shock and trying to recover:: … He’s fully mechanical. I built him. I’m… still working on his programming. He’s quick, and can fit places I can’t… and he really likes grabbing faces… I’m so sorry about that, ma’am. … Wait… you know cyborg spiders…? Confusion was the name of the game now. He’d expected a swift dismissal from Star Fleet, and he got someone who knew *cyborg spiders*? DeVeau: ? Y’zyr: He’s gotten a few people now. I don’t know *why* he does it, exactly. None of my personality mods seem to stop him doing it. Geoff reached out both his top legs, long and scraggly as they were, reaching for Alora’s face again almost romantically. Geoff: You’re number three on my list, but number one in my heart, baby. Then he moved his mandibles and made an audible *SMOOCH* sound. And Ozai’s posture sank, his eyes falling to the floor as he willed his katra to leave his body and just let him die in peace, hands rubbing his face above his mask level. DeVeau: ? Y’zyr: ::quietly, he reached out to take Geoff, if she wanted:: You can give him to me, if you want… I swear he’s harmless. To all but his pride. Geoff: Aww, don’t be like that! You made *me* and I’m a work of art. ::he tapped a claw on DeVeau’s wrist as if to get her attention:: Have you *seen* his crochet skills? MAD. If you’re lucky, someday I’ll show you my pajamas. DeVeau: ? Geoff: For now though, we just need to find *this* guy... ::he arched one claw-tipped foot back toward Ozai::... a cute cyborg to date! So... do you know any cybabes? Who aren't spiders? ::Geoff then fake-whispered loudly to Alora:: I think he prefers two-legged, bipedal species. Death, please take him now. DeVeau: ? ~*~ Ensign Ozai Y’zyr Tactical & Security Starbase 118 Ops C238211TZ0

Putting this in the proper topic! When you have so many injuries you have to keep adding to the figure...

Yeah, right.

When you have so many injuries you have to keep adding to the figure...

Napkin math is never wrong!

From the narration of Wes Greaves: Yes.

From the narration of Arys Trovek: The Commodore is watching you. Always watching. Always.

For context, Kel and Greaves have been biting at each other's throats during this mission. 😄 found this funny. I

Toz to Anton. probably because he suggested they surrender. Don't make her mad. 😄

BUGS. Don't forget to save some for Alora....

Weird squirrels and weird women. Poor Rustyy

Anton is such a riot!

Oh boy, I feel this. 😄

SAVE SOME FOR ALORA!!!!!!

These three have just been a delight to read!

This definitely won't turn around to bite them in the but. Nope.

Don't forget a sample of the plant too!

OOC: There was just too much in here for just the quotes thread, so I'm sharing the whole thing! BUGS IC: ((Si’Laan Migration Ship - Engineering)) ((Timeskip)) Who prayed for warp core meltdown? He did… Velix: Well, not *those* bugs, obviously. Since, you know, they’re invisible. Rustyy made another kind of face. One of those blank, no lights on up stairs, confused looks. It was pretty easy to see it if one was looking through the helmet of his suit. Otherwise, one could almost _feel_ the same confused emptiness roll off him. Were there bugs… were there no bugs… was he about to have to stand in between a very little lady and a massive man to make sure there was no blood spilled? Sigh Big brother, I choose you… Ya’faemi: :: Annoyed :: And...? He stepped back to take up most of the other engineer’s view. He offered up a smile. Hael: An’ nuthin’ ma’am. Listen my friend ‘ere - he’s got some wicked optics - artificial ::he added in there, cause it was cool:: - an’ thems can pick up on things we can’. It ain’ no offense, an’ we gonna turn our attentions to gettin’ yer ship in ship shape. ::he bobbed his head.:: Righ’? ::he turned to the other two, like younger siblings and ‘keep yer mouth shut” glance.:: Y’zyr: ::sheepishly from behind his dual mask set up:: Sorry, sir… Velix: ::upon getting some further readings:: Hm… yeah that’s weird. They’re there but.. not really? He physically smacked the front of his helmet, which would have been his forehead. Rustyy was the type to express exactly what he felt, when he felt it. And every bit of ‘smoothness’ he possibly had inside of him was used up just a second ago. Velix: It’s like Y’zyr said, they seem to somehow be in a state of hyper-acceleration. Oh! We should gift them to DeVeau, she did bug things. Ya’faemi: What! :: Hissing :: You brought them here. You have contaminated this place. Rustyy turned to the polka dotted ensign with pleading eyes. His hands moved; up, down, weird little circles, he put them up to face to ‘whisper’ _stoooooooooooppppp_ WHat could he do… what - he was going to have to break something… something big! Something, anything, to get them to change subjects. This was like listening to mama talkin’ to strangers about his awkward teen years… the first time he pooped in the potty as a toddler. The first time he kissed a girl! … Not going to even think about when that had actually taken place. Hael: Listen, real’y - Y’zyr: I promise, we didn’t bring them with us. ::insisting as politely as possible:: The time-jump may have affected lifeforms on your vessel. If they’re actually hyper-accelerated, or displaced with chronitons, they could have evolved from microbes in just hours. Velix: Can we get a container or something? ::she frowned, then made a face:: And Y’zyr should get to give them to her. He found them. He stood there, dumb smile on his face, praying it would be enough to put out the first fire sized situation out. While the other two went on to discuss bugs. Both freaking him the crap out to think there were tiny little bugs everywhere… they could be in his suit… And frustrating him because, despite being on the dumber side of the spectrum, he knew this was not winning any peoples over. When this was done… lets just say he was overjoyed for the size of the station. He could go die under some rock and no one would know. DeVeau: =/\=DeVeau to Velix.=/\= Oh thank Gods - the tension was suspended by the outside source. DeVeau would be getting a hug and a thank you for reasons she would never know about. Velix: =/\= Hi! =/\= DeVeau: =/\=Found that anomaly for you. =/\= So much had happened, Rustyy could honestly say he had no idea what was being discussed. But it didn’t matter - it wasn’t about bugs. DeVeau: =/\=If you could alert the others on the Si’laan, and perhaps help with repairs so we can get them under way, that would be the best course of action. We have a two day trip ahead of us, and it will reappear in five and a half days.=/\= Velix: =/\= ::very excitedly:: Sure can do, I’ll let the others know. Oh! We found interesting bugs, well, Ozai did, not me, but I helped… uh… I mean… ::beat:: Absolutely, Commander, I will make sure appropriate steps are taken. =/\= He mentally screamed ‘shut it!” when she started to talk about what was found. And his shoulders dropped in relief when she cut herself off. DeVeau: =/\=Over and out.=/\= Velix: Sooo….? Ya’faemi: :: Roaring :: Repairs! Get to them. Hael: Uh - yeah, we-we’re on it. ::he turned to the other two and waved them away… huh much like his mama used to do.:: Velix: ? Ya’faemi: And stop talking about pests! Y’zyr: ::defaulting to obedience, feeling like his mother was yelling at him:: Yes, ma’am. Hael: ‘Course! ::he said with a smile.:: Velix: ? Rustyy had gone with the other two, he was attempting to put as much space between them and the angry little lady they had just created. Also… that was where the bug had been found… What followed next was a series of animated hand gestures and overall movement. He hadn’t found words yet and all the emotions and thoughts came out in hand waving and tilting side to side. Until - Geoff: ::loudly stating:: Goodnight, dad! Rustyy gave up for a second, bent sideways at the hip, elbow on the console, bent up and supporting his helmet sized head. He just looked at them, and so much from his childhood made sense. That fact that his mama didn’t drown him like a pup, said soooooo much about the woman. AND she went on to have several more. Hael: Ya’good? ::to Y’zyr:: Y’zyr: ? He stood back up as straight as he could and held his hands out before him. Hael: We is gonna pretend like none’a tha’ jus’ happened. ::he cut off any protests:: NONE’a it. Keep yer creepy crawly thoughts to yerself. ::he pointed to both of them.:: He could hear his mama… Y’zyr/Velix: ? Hael: You two’s is gonna work on life support systems an’ eternal sensors. Y’zyr/Velix: ? Hael: I don’ - I don’ care if’n we done it before, I’m so ::he gave a heeby-jeeby shake.:: I can’ even think righ’ now. All I be knowin’ is ya’ll two can’ be near her ::he thumbed over his shoulder. So go’on.. Find ::he put his hands up.:: anything. ::he made a pushing motion with his hands.:: An’ keep tha; thing outta sigh’ ::he pointed to Y’zyr:: She migh’ kill you an’ it, if she sees it. ::he added brotherly.:: Y’zyr/Velix: ? He took a steadying breath before he turned away to face the fire and offer his continued help with the ship repairs. Hael: Righ’, so ::he tried to not sound like anything had just happened.:: I ain’ sure what this means, ain’ been able to read yer language none, but levels ‘ere look low. Somethin’ we can work on? Ya’faemi: ? TBC/TAGs ~~ Lieutenant Commander Rustyy Hael Chief Engineer Starbase 118 Ops USS Narendra A239202RH0

Yes. Yes she loves bugs! GIVE HER BUGS!

This had me ROLLING.