Abigail/Yi-Rong (Part 1)

[02:31]	Abigail	Early in the morning. . . .
[02:32]	Abigail	is cooking in the kitchen, sausages (Halal), pancakes and the like. Her hair is tied back in a short pony-tail, and she's wearing a apron over her normal skirt-blouse combo. She's humming cheerfully.
[02:34]	Yi-Rong	A rare sight greets the american girl in the form of the oriantal beef cake that just struts into the kitchen in tight trousers and a pair of equally tight shirt. A book of some sort is held in one hand as he pushes a cup into the coffee machine and waits for the black amber to pour forth.
[02:34]	Abigail	"Good morning!" Abigail chirps
[02:36]	Yi-Rong	"Morning" the chinese pilot says, still engrossed in his book. He seats down at the table with his coffee, waiting for the liquid to cool down before taking a sip
[02:37]	Abigail	"So, what are you reading?" She asks, looking over her shoulder from the stove top.
[02:39]	Yi-Rong	"Technical readouts for the Evangelions, with compliments from Doctor Hansley"
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[02:39]	Abigail	"Oh. And how's that going?"
[02:40]	Yi-Rong	takes a sip of the coffee as he considers the question
[02:40]	Yi-Rong	"Its ... inefficient"
[02:41]	Yi-Rong	place the book before him, gesturing at what appears to be the power systems for the Evangelion
[02:41]	Abigail	"How so, if you don't mind me asking?" She moves to the table and begins to set out a breakfast spread, pancakes, jam, toast, turkey sausages and all the other fixings of a continental breakfast. She peers over Yi-Rong's shoulder.
[02:42]	Yi-Rong	"Take the Umbilical system for example, why would you power a combat platform through an easily destroyed system instead of an enclosed unit like the N2 reactors found on the TRIDENT."
[02:43]	Yi-Rong	"Bipedal locomotion system just makes it needlessly complicated and a humanoid form for a combat platform just seems ... inefficient"
[02:43]	Abigail	"Oh. . . You'd have to ask Elise. My guess would be the power draw though. The AT Field takes a /huge/ amount of energy, so a N2 reactor on a eva would probably be larger than that on a Trident. And it's Humanoid because it's a combat cyborg. They're. . . well organic."
[02:44]	Yi-Rong	"Perhaps, I'm not an expert on these ... AT-Fields but the size should offset the advantages it provides ...."
[02:45]	Yi-Rong	stabs a sausage and chomps down on it absentmindily
[02:46]	Abigail	"Might be political too. I mean, plenty of people would be nervous if a eva didn't need to be tied down, and it is /for/ defense actions. Helps keep NERV from looking too. . . sinister."
[02:47]	Yi-Rong	grumbles something in mandarin
[02:48]	Yi-Rong	"Still, how are you taking to all these new developments Miss Tennit?" He asks setting the book aside for now.
[02:49]	Abigail	"Please, call me Abigail, Miss Tennit is. . makes me feel a school-teacher." Her tone is sweet, but there's a hint of something that warns you that this was not a request.
[02:51]	Yi-Rong	shrugs
[02:51]	Yi-Rong	"Very well then Abigail"
[02:51]	Abigail	takes a seat next to him and loads up a plate of food for herself.
[02:52]	Abigail	"And. . . it's strange, but. . . I'm glad to be here and to be useful. Don't get me wrong, home is nice but my grandfather can be a bit. . . protective at times."
[02:54]	Yi-Rong	"It is a good feeling to be able to give back to society. And your grandfather simply cares about your safety as every parent should."
[02:55]	Abigail	"I know, and I don't mean to be ungrateful, he's done a lot for me. But. . . I always wanted to travel, and we never really had the opertunity to do so."
[02:56]	Yi-Rong	"Oh?"
[02:56]	Yi-Rong	"What kind of enviroment do you grew up in?"
[02:58]	Abigail	"Rural texas." She fingers her skirt. "We . . I never went hungry, but we didn't have much in terms of luxuries either. This? Most of my clothing back home was second hand, we didn't have the money to spare on anything too new. And the kitchen here! I. . there's so many ingredients, and knives, and other things, it's amazing."
[03:00]	Abigail	"It's. . . the pay is good. It's strange to be walking in the mall, see something and realize I /could/ buy it, if I wanted to. I mean, I'm not too material really, but. . . Well I'd say we deserve a few luxuries, right?"
[03:01]	Yi-Rong	"A simple life. One free from the worries of city life and the outside world. I admit, even I am unaccustom to all these luxury having grown up in a barrack." He looks out through the window at the forest and rising sun. "These people have no idea just how fortunate they truly were ..."
[03:02]	Yi-Rong	"To be honest, I never seen much point in the pay ... Sure the money is nice but its not why I keep waking up every morning."
[03:03]	Abigail	"It's. . . hard to really appreciate what you have when it's the only thing you have had. Far easier to notice a lack of things than a abundance of them." She nods "Yeah, same here, but it's nice to have."
[03:09]	Yi-Rong	eats his breakfest with silent efficiency
[03:09]	Abigail	takes her time to enjoy the food, but doesn't press the conversation
[03:10]	Yi-Rong	"I must say, your cooking is splendied." He said as he polish up the plate. "Much better than anything I had back in Beijing."
[03:11]	Abigail	"Oh. . Thank you. I'm used to making due with a lot less, but now I can /splurge/ ." She cackles
[03:13]	Yi-Rong	lets out a quiet chuckle at Abigail's crackling
[03:13]	Yi-Rong	"You know only a poor cook blames her ingredients ..."
[03:13]	Abigail	"eep!." Abigail blushes "Oh no. That was out loud wasn't it?"
[03:14]	Yi-Rong	"Yes it was." He answered deadpanned
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[03:14]	Abigail	"What?! No! I was just saying I'm used to making a good filling meal using what I have on hand, and /now/ I have plenty so it's gonna be 8extra delicious!" She hurmps. "Don't be a jerk."
[03:15]	Yi-Rong	"Ah but I complmented your cooking didn't I? In that case should my statement mean that you /are/ a good cook since you work with poor ingredients?"
[03:16]	Abigail	"Exactly." She nods.
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[03:18]	Yi-Rong	takes another sip from the coffee and considers something before asking
[03:19]	Yi-Rong	"This might appears to be a strange question so you don't have to answer but ... how much experience do you have with ... combat?"
[03:21]	Abigail	"Uhh. .  none? Izzy always handled things the few times things came to blows."
[03:23]	Yi-Rong	"Ah I see. It always pays to know the mettle of the womanfolk you have to deal with." He nods sagely
[03:23]	Abigail	"What's that supposed to mean?" She tilts her head, smiling
[03:26]	Yi-Rong	"I have learnt from past experience that one does not provoke a lioness without expecting to be mauled." was his reply. Grinning at the familiar tone of voice Abigail is using he continues "Although one has to confirm with his own eyes if the lioness is really just a big pussy"
[03:27]	Abigail	"Oh. . " She smirks. "You are /good/ ."
[03:27]	Yi-Rong	"I had plenty of practise."
[03:27]	Abigail	"Oh my~"
[03:29]	Yi-Rong	"In handling fiesty young woman yes." He quirks his eyebrows
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[03:29]	Abigail	blushes slightly. "I'm not used to older men myself."
[03:30]	Yi-Rong	"Oh how your words have wound me my fair maiden."
[03:30]	Yi-Rong	clutches at his chest as if shot by an arrow
[03:31]	Abigail	"Please, if you are /anywhere/ near as experienced as you say ou are, then I think you can handle me *just* fine."
[03:34]	Yi-Rong	"He who knows, does not speak. He who speaks, does not know." Was his reply.
[03:36]	Abigail	"Oh? So does that mean you'd need to give me a. . . /practical/ demonstration?" She says breathlessly
[03:37]	Yi-Rong	"PT lessons are not suppose to begin yet my dear, perhaps at a later date."
[03:38]	Yi-Rong	"It would be most vigerious I can assure you"
[03:38]	Abigail	"BUt what if I wanted to get a early start?"
[03:39]	Yi-Rong	"Progressive training, you must learn to crawl before you can run."
[03:41]	Abigail	"You want me to crawl?" She has a startled look on her face. "On my /knees/ ?" She blinks "Well. . . . maybe. . . for you I suppose."
[03:43]	Yi-Rong	"I'll be right behind you, supporting you all the way"
[03:44]	Abigail	". . . " She glares at Yi-Rong "Oh you are good. I think I'd have to start getting handsy if I wanted to win this. Alright, you win /this/ round."
[03:47]	Yi-Rong	"I'm but a mere soldier my lady, such intrical games are beyond my abilities. Surely I would not dare to act in such a brazen manner."
[03:49]	Abigail	"Hmmmm." Abigail leans back in her seat.
[03:50]	Yi-Rong	reclines in his chair, you can almost catch the ghost of a smirk tugging at the coner of his lips
[03:51]	Abigail	"I cooked. You can do the dishes." She declares imperiously
[03:52]	Yi-Rong	"A fair deal"
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[03:53]	Yi-Rong	stands up and gathers the various plates and cups before making his way to the sink, making sure that Abigail can see the definition of the muscles under his several sizes too small shirt
[03:54]	Abigail	gives him a brief once over but doesn't linger
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[03:58]	Abigail	is sitting outside, sketching one of the cats as it lounges in the midday sun
[03:58]	Abigail	-------------------------------
[03:59]	Abigail	is sitting outside, sketching one of the cats as it lounges in the midday sun
[03:59]	Abigail	[Redacting last line.]
[03:59]	Abigail	is sitting out on the roof, staring out at Thalassa as she leans on the guard rail
[04:00]	=-=	Yi-Rong is now known as yezar
[04:00]	=-=	Yezara is now known as Yi-Rong
[04:01]	Yi-Rong	"Enjoying the Persian gulf?"
[04:01]	Abigail	"Yeah."
[04:02]	Yi-Rong	steps forward to join her by the guard rail
[04:03]	Yi-Rong	doesn't say anything for several minutes, contend to simply enjoy the view
[04:03]	Abigail	doesn't quite know what to say either.
[04:04]	Yi-Rong	"So ... How does it feel to be deployed into combat?"
[04:06]	Abigail	"It was. . . I feel like I should have been more scared but. . . It was such a rush. I. . . To feel the light of my soul, to twist and form it by my will. . . it's intoxicating."
[04:06]	Yi-Rong	doesn't say anything
[04:07]	Yi-Rong	"I ... I see"
[04:07]	Abigail	"I felt like a god." She says quietly
[04:08]	Yi-Rong	"... The thrill of combat" he days after several moment
[04:09]	Abigail	"Is that normal then?"
[04:09]	Yi-Rong	"It  is for some"
[04:09]	Yi-Rong	doesn't sound ... Happy?"
[04:10]	Abigail	". . . sorry. . ."
[04:10]	Yi-Rong	"It's not your fault"
[04:10]	Yi-Rong	"I ... I was hoping that you would not have to fight"
[04:11]	Abigail	"Well. . . that's kinda why they brought me here. What with my freakishly high SR and such. . . but thanks."
[04:12]	Yi-Rong	"I know ... But you were never meant to live the life of a soldier"
[04:13]	Abigail	"I. . . That's a strange thing to say. I don't believe in fate, or destiny. Things are what they are, and we make do as best we can."
[04:14]	Yi-Rong	"Perhaps so, but one can't help but wish that others would not need to take the difficult path in life"
[04:15]	Yi-Rong	"Although sometimes the difficult path has beautiful roses"
[04:15]	Abigail	"I know, that's part of why I'm here. I. . . I have this gift, and I should use it to protect humanity. I. . . I shouldn't be a coward."
[04:16]	Yi-Rong	"Persian roses"
[04:16]	Abigail	". . . . " Abigail flushes.
[04:17]	Abigail	"S-s-s-so what? He's pretty. So is Akram. . . and Ren!"
[04:17]	Yi-Rong	"I'm not pretty too?"
[04:18]	Abigail	". . . . . Shut up!"
[04:20]	Yi-Rong	"Truly woman works in mysterious ways" He sighs.
[04:20]	Abigail	"Jerk! I was just worried that a friend was dead. That's /all/ ."
[04:20]	Yi-Rong	"As am I, but I don't blush and stutter when I talk about him"
[04:21]	Abigail	"w-w-well. . . Ren does it too! And so does Jane!"
[04:24]	Yi-Rong	"Ren can't talk about eating out without breaking down into a stammering wreck and Jane is repressed so deeply that you would need at least several years of nonstop work to unwound her. You on the other hand don't have such excises"
[04:25]	Abigail	"Oh? I was raised by a preacher? Maybe I'm just /really/ repressed and need a outlet!"
[04:25]	Yi-Rong	"Then go on and conquer the Persian in your Holy Crusade and leave this poor fool alone."
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[04:28]	Abigail	"!" Blushes furiously (0.65 Rens) "I-i-i-i-i-t's not like that! Not at all. I don't want drag him into a closest and shove my tounge down his throat and my hand down his pants and let him-" Abigail jams her fist into her mouth "Hrmamadmaihupdgruhfrehmerder."
[04:30]	Yi-Rong	"Unless your hands are exceptionally slim, you would need to undo his belt and zippers first. Also it would be difficult to find an unused closet in this hospital but the one on the fifth floor by wards 540-570 are unused and just the right size for two teenagers to engage in some experimentation"
[04:30]	Abigail	"!" The blush increases (now .9 Rens) "EEEEeeeehhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh."
[04:31]	Yi-Rong	"Of course the wards are also empty so if you two desires a bed ... "
[04:32]	Abigail	"S-s-s-s-s-top t-t-t-that y-y-y-you j-j-j-j-jerk!"
[04:32]	Yi-Rong	"I heard that there are some really interesting equipments down at the gynaecologist's clinic" He whispers to her.
[04:32]	Yi-Rong	"Stop what? I'm just offering you helpful advise that's all"
[04:33]	Abigail	wheels on Yi-Rong and grabs him by his shirt collar. "Shut up! Shut up! Shut up!"
[04:34]	Yi-Rong	You feel his rough hands gently cradling you, pulling you into a comfortable embrace
[04:36]	Yi-Rong	gently strokes her hair
[04:37]	Abigail	hugs Yi-Rong tightly. "Stupid Jerk." Her voice is brittle
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[04:38]	Yi_Rong	"My apologies ... That was uncalled for"
[04:38]	Abigail	"It's alright. . ."