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Post by Rikka on Jun 20, 2013 20:54:47 GMT -5
(After the Kitchen Thread) Clover ran up the staircase as she looked for a certain floor. She had changed her clothing on the way up to her normal jeans and black t-shirt. Finding it she walked into the boys side of the dorm halls and looked at the doors till she found the one she was looking for. Hoping they were in their room she didn't notice the student in front of her and walked right into him.
Hopping back up from where she had fallen she looked up at the big brawny person and blinked. "I am so sorry. I am sort of in a hurry." Getting up she was halted by the boy as he growled at her. She was so not in the mood for this. Shifting her height to that of a 6'1 person she glared at the boy. "Step down before you get hurt first year." Her voice was quiet but held the threat as the boy stared over the fact she had just grown at least 5 inches in 3 seconds flat.
Deciding he could take her on he swung out at her. Before he could even rethink his actions the girl had moved to the side and had a weapon in her hand. Blinking he felt the staff hit his feet and down he went smacking into the ground. Grunting, he went to get up but was stopped by the staff against his neck. "I would rethink your actions if I were you." With that she shrank again to her 5'8 form and collapsed her staff before storing it away and walking to the twins door. Swiftly she knocked on the door before waiting somewhat impatiently.
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Post by Stein on Jun 20, 2013 21:09:02 GMT -5
‘’’’’’’’’’’’’’’’’’’’’’’’’’’’’’’’’’’’’’’’’’’’’’’’’’’’’’’’’’’’’’’’’’’’’’’’’’’’’’’’’’’’’’’’’’’’’’’ The twins had been moving books in their room when they dropped them with a loud crash. Clover and Apple! They had been ‘listening’ for Clover and Apple within about a 50 foot radius for a few hours, but had not expected to hear Clover panicking in her head, and Apple crying and in pain, it was hard to panic clover, they’d tried. A few seconds later they heard the chaos outside their door as Clover took down the Bruce-boy, they waited till she’d knocked on the door though before teleporting Clover directly to their room so she was sitting on their bed. “Be careful with Bruce, he needs all the brain-cells he has left.” They said as the shoved the fallen books into a box and teleported in to the corner. “What the hell happened?” They asked, the panic only slightly visible on their faces.
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Post by Rikka on Jun 20, 2013 21:37:32 GMT -5
Clover didn't even blink as she was teleported into the twins room she just moved to an empty corner closest to their bed. "I will explain while I help Apple. I just needed a quiet location. I haven't done this for a very long time. I need to concentrate on it." Even as she talked she had stripped her clothes off and tossed them onto the twins bed before just melting into a black blob.
Sticking to the corner it was obvious she wasn't moving for a while. Her natural form shook slightly as she panicked before she got herself under control. Soon enough the shaking ceased and she started to fully access the damage done to Apples DNA. There was the large chunk missing and many little sections. Humming a henko lullaby for Apple she searched her DNA looking for segments that would be compatible for Apple's DNA. Finding a few pieces she began replicating them while searching for a section that would fit the huge chunk missing.
As a couple of hours passed she replaced a few of the smaller sections as Apple started to calm down. Finished with the lullaby she began explaining what had happened in her head knowing they would be able to read her thoughts since they wouldn't be able to understand her henko language.
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Post by Stein on Jun 20, 2013 22:42:45 GMT -5
The twins blushed a nice pink color when Clover striped and they turned their back till she was securely in the corner, nodding in response to her statement. They turned around again and watched her quiver and calm down as she set to work. we need to get her food They disappeared and reappeared a few minutes later with a tray loaded with fruits, salad, a few sandwiches, milk, water, and some chocolate cake from the cafeteria and their own supplies, they knew that whatever Clover was doing she was going to be hungry, and need a variety of nutrients when she was done. They then silently finished rearranging the book shelves, and pulled 2 books of the shelf and begin reading while still silently ‘sitting’ in the back of Clover’s mind, listening to the lullaby.
As Clover was finishing with Apple they listened as Clover explained what had happened to Apple once she’d finished they questioned her till they had the full story. What if we stored some of the DNA for her? Stein probably has an extra test tube They wanted to be able to help more in the future. They turned to look at Clover and said “Clover, could we have some of your DNA?” In their heads they remembered there was something about that sentence, something significant, but they couldn’t remember what it was.
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Post by Rikka on Jun 20, 2013 23:06:40 GMT -5
As Clover worked there was a serious of knocks at the door to the main room. It sounded close to 30 or 40 knocks and several different squeaks. When twins teleported them in they went silent and morphed into their blob forms. In a single file line they quickly found the tray of food and grabbed the foods that they helped Clover Digest. Once they had a certain food absorbed into their cytoplasm they simply rolled over to Clover and sat against her so they could transfer nutrients. Before long Clover was covered by mini blobs feeding her nutrients.
Clover took in the nutrients and put them to use as she created new DNA for Apple. Hearing the Twins as for her DNA she got very shy all of a sudden. One of the Blob who hadn't done anything yet transformed into its mouse form and looked at the Twins. "Are you Asking out God to Marry you? First you must Offer your DNA while asking!" The blob seemed to be totally misunderstanding the situation.
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Post by Stein on Jun 21, 2013 15:09:01 GMT -5
The twins watched the mice work to digest the food, they were always amazed by the mice and Clover; they used less energy to survive than any other creature, yet could look like anyone. When one mouse actually stepped towards them they grinned and crouched down to speak to it.
The twins turned red when the mouse asked about marriage and they remembered what asking for DNA was to Clover “We-we didn’t mean that, we-we just thought we could store it to help construct with later. We’re really sorry!” They blurted out before they teleported from the room into their mini-museum and sat down curled up, covering their faces with their hands. How could we have forgotten that? We probably just embarrassed Clover, we’re old enough to know this…but she is cute when she’s embarrassed….yeah she is, even in her natural form…
About 15 minutes later they returned to the room teleporting directly over to Clover and they’d brought more cheese since the mice had eaten or used it all already; they sat down ‘beside’ Clover. When she was ‘looking’ at Taylour, Taighler slipped an apple slice directly into her cytoplasm, purposefully sliding about 2 inches of his finger it to, before returning his hand to his lap, and pretending her didn’t do anything. “How’s it going?” They asked. “Will Apple be ok?
(Once Apple’s fixed she’ll probably just sleep for a while)
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Post by Rikka on Jun 22, 2013 1:21:43 GMT -5
The mouse watched the twins as they turned as red as he tended to be in normal form. Blinking he realized it was just a misunderstanding. Huffing up he sighed cause there would be no celebration. Walking over to the plate he sat and nibbled on some of the cake. Clover on the other hand was very silent. The only thing running through her head was the DNA pairs and which ones she needed replicated. While the last of the small parts replicated she searched for the bigger chunk that was needed to repair Apple.
When the twins came back a short while later she 'looked' in their directions as they sat beside her. Several off the mice moved aside while others rolled back to the other plate and the new plate of food taking as big of chunks as they could break down before rolling over into free spaces on Clover. Others who had no more use went and nibbled on the left over cheeses. As her attention was drawn to Taylour, Clover felt Taighler place an apple slice into her cytoplasm. Gently she gave a soft squeeze to his fingers before tiredly continuing to search for the right DNA segment.
"Better I have just finished patching up the smaller pieces. The larger chunk is a bit harder. I have to find a section of my DNA that hers will not reject.Afterwards she will be tired but better than she had been this morning." Of course Apple wouldn't be the only one who would be sleeping. It took more energy than she was willing to admit as she constantly worked on replicating DNA and testing it in the section that was missing.
It was almost midnight before she found a section that worked perfectly with Apples DNA. Sighing she seemed to relax in the corner and simply took a few moments to rest. Looking about she wondered if she could just sleep right here. The mice had already claimed the open spaces on the twins book cases. They were even being good and not coloring anything.
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Post by Stein on Jun 22, 2013 17:32:02 GMT -5
The twins sat silently watching Clover, they were getting really worried how much DNA did Veronica destroy..? they asked each other silently. The twins didn’t need sleep, so they just and observed Clover, they only moved a few times to get more food, or to clear space on the shelves for the mice who were now sleeping, They had both changed into sleeping attire, which consisted of pajamas straight from the 18th century, meaning matching nightshirts and remade the bed with black sheets. Taylour had also grabbed one of their old shirts and they were now holding it, waiting for a sign that Clover was done, or even alive. They sat and watched making sure Clover was ok, they’d already finished their homework for the next week, and neither wanted to endanger Clover’s mission by touching her, or interrupting her.
The twins saw Clover sigh as she finished and breathed a sigh of relief. They laid the shirt over her (intending for her to put it on) before she had fully shifted. Taylour carefully scooped her up as Taighler held her free hand, both twins ensuring the chain was fully covered by fabric and was not touching her at all. They moved her to their bed and set her right below the pillows in the center and pulled the comforter over her. “Go to sleep, we’ll bring breakfast tomorrow morning when you wake up.” The twins smiled at Clover “Call us if you need anything” The twins said as they finished with the comforter. They had no intention of sleeping tonight, not with Clover and Apple being so tired, the girls needed their sleep, besides they could spend the morning in their museum, listening for if Clover needed something.
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Post by Rikka on Jun 26, 2013 22:48:20 GMT -5
The mice spread out some as the twins cleared a bit more space on the bookcase. There were several mental thank yous as they shifted and took over more space. Clover had noted they had been watching her but hadn't said anything out of tiredness. When they heard her sigh she watched them lay a shirt of her that smelled of them. Too tired to want to shift she made herself shift using the closest DNA because it would be easier when she woke up. Talking in common was only an option when she looked humanoid. Shifting into the shirt she ended up at 5'5'', strawberry blond hair, female with one gold and one silver eye. It had been the closest DNA she wanted to reach for. The twins eyes and Alice's hair though it was slightly longer.
As Taylour picked her up she laid her head on his shoulder and closed her eyes while she held Taighler's hand softly. As she was laid in the bed she heard them and pulled herself back from the lure of sleep as she reached out eyes opening looking between them and grabbed the chain that bound them together; though it didn't affect her besides a mild startle for a moment probably due to the fact she was tired. For some reason her mind had panicked at the thought of them leaving. She would probably blame it on tiredness later but before she could stop herself she spoke up. "Please stay."
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Post by Stein on Jun 26, 2013 23:40:30 GMT -5
They grinned at Clover’s shift and they carried her to their bed. She opened her eyes to look at them. With her hair spread across the pillow and her silver and gold eyes the twins thought and together that’s a new look for her, with her hair and eyes like that; she looks like a little angel, with devil eyes….she’s gorgeous/lovely. They turned to leave and teleport to their museum when they felt her startle caused by the chain and they both turned back to look at her. I don’t know, we-we… They were too stunned to simply teleport out, and neither of them wanted to hurt her, she looked so sad when she’d asked. “We’ll stay” They said quietly in response. Taylour teleported to the left side of the bed and they both sat, waiting till she fell asleep. When her ‘breathing’ slowed and her mind quieted into sleep they carefully stood up and tried to pull the chain from her grasp, but she had a firm hold on it and they couldn’t free the chain without waking her. I guess we could stay…but, it’ll be ok if we’re careful. We can’t move her, but just try to sleep on the edge, or don’t sleep at all….ok, try not to sleep
They twins both laid down under the comforter on the far edges of the bed and closed their eyes, trying not to fall asleep, but they both accidently slept anyway. They ended up on either side of Clover facing towards her; They had their head pillowed on their lower arms and were reaching across Clover with their other arms, as if trying to hug Clover, or their other twin; they were slightly curled around Clover and with Clover between them on her back they were perfectly symmetrical.
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Post by Rikka on Jun 27, 2013 0:05:26 GMT -5
Clover watched them as they looked rather stunned. Maybe if she had been herself she would have teased them but as it was she hooked a couple of her fingers through a few of the links. As they said they would stay something in her mind relaxed and she closed her eyes again. Carefully she held onto the chain with both hands as though she thought they would disappear if she didn't. Before long she was sleeping soundly her mind thoroughly quieted as her cells slowed down and took their time while putting her DNA back into tidy little units. There was no rush now.
As 9 o'clock rolled around Clover blinked open her eyes out of habit than actual need as she looked around. It took a moment for her mind to fully wake up as she realized she was cradled in the twins arms. Another blink as she realized that last night had not been a dream but she actually had asked them to stay. Noting they were still asleep she looked at her hands and saw she had the chain in her hands. 'This is nice...plus they are rather handsome when sleeping or awake for that matter... Even as the thought entered her mind she tucked it away safely behind her mental barrier. Checking to make sure they were still sleeping she used her right hand and gently ran her fingers along their skin. She kind of like sleeping like this. It felt safe and warm.
Feeling them stir she dropped her hand immediately lest they figure out what she was thinking as she quickly hid her thoughts behind the barrier again.
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Post by Stein on Jun 27, 2013 1:03:07 GMT -5
The twins felt Clover awaken and they both open their eyes to tease Clover about her warm and handsome remarks. “Good morning Taylour/ Taighler. Was someone thinking about how handsome I am asleep/ awake, because they have good taste in-“ The twins both then realized that Clover was snuggled in-between them and that they were hugging her. They were quick to hop off their side of the bed but the chain caught them and they both rolled off the edge of the bed with the chain almost taunt between them, ending with two thuds on the ground. They both quickly teleported to the end of the bed, and grabbed each other’s hand. Did she really describe us as handsome…and we make her feel safe and warm…. “G-good morning Clover, Sorry that we were hugging you, We-we’ll go get breakfast.”
They quickly teleported out of the room, still in their nightshirts. They returned about 10 minutes later with a basket filled with a plethora of containers which contained a variety of breakfast foods: eggs, cinnamon rolls, oatmeal, waffles, syrup, and a container of orange juice to share with Clover…if she wanted to stay. She may not want to speak to us for a while. Wait, what happened to her clothes? She slept in our shirt but… They both were a slight pink color as they hopped over the foot of the bed and a small pre-set bed-top table appeared between them and Clover, (small table with plates, bowls, cups, and utensils for 2.) which they set some of the containers on “Everything’s fresh we went to be best restraint in the area…. Mekura’s kitchen”
They filled a few containers with bits of all the breakfast foods, and another with juice, which they set on the floor for if the mice wanted some. They didn’t care if the mice shared their plates, but they thought the mice might make a ceremony out of it. The twins were content to share a place setting, both simply ate from the same plate and bowl, one used the spoon and bowl to eat oatmeal while one used the fork and plate for eggs, waffles and cinnamon rolls, and they’d switched of occasionally and trade dishes.
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Post by Rikka on Jun 27, 2013 2:29:26 GMT -5
Clover blinked as they awoke and apparently had gotten to her thoughts before she could hide them apparently. Her hair being strawberry blond seemed to get redder as her embarrassment deepened. Though before they could finish their sentence they seemed to realize she was cradled in their arms and rolled right off the opposite ends of the bed with a thud, which left her pinned to the bed by the chain. A moment later they had teleported to the end of the bed and were slightly red. At least she wasn't the only one embarrassed. As they disappeared she slowly climbed out of bed as she stretched her cells a bit. Checking on Apple she found her still asleep which was okay.
Looking down at her....their shirt she wondered where her clothes had gotten to. All she remembered was stripping them off and tossing them some place. It would be okay. Walking over to the bookcase she roused a few mice and absorbed them into her body as she guessed the twins would be bringing back eggs. Anything else she wasn't sure so she absorbed two more just to be safe. Walking back to the bed she crawled back in but sat up this time as she looked around the twins' room before finding three of the mice had made their way into the container on the ceiling. After another 2 minutes the twins returned with a basket that smelled like heaven. She was really hungry after her body had finished off the last of the nutrients from last night. Sitting cross-legged she made sure to keep her lower half covered as they made a small bed-top table appear.
As they told her where the food had come from she smiled. "Then Breakfast should be delicious. Mekura always makes the best cinnamon rolls." Picking up the spoon she quickly started on the oatmeal. From the bookcase there were several plops as they just rolled off the lower shelves and onto the floor. The ones on higher shelves rolled down the sides until they were at a height where they could just drop down. Before long 39 mice had converged on the food the twins had left out for them. Clover finished off her oatmeal with out making a mess as she set her bowl down and looked over at the twins her hair turning a slightly darker red. "Ah...Thank you for letting me stay here last night." Looking slightly embarrassed she quickly became very intent on eating her cinnamon roll and waffle so she wouldn't have to make eye contact.
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Post by Stein on Jun 28, 2013 0:54:15 GMT -5
“Mekura is a great cook, she’d make a fabulous mother, her cinnamon rolls are the best in the universe.” The twins continued eating; putting more bits down for the mice till the twins figured the mice had enough food. The twins are enough food for 3 people, but that wasn’t a lot of food for the twins to eat. While they continued, and finished eating they were intent on not looking at Clover, they were both pink with embarrassment, but they did notice her hair turning a pinkish-red color, smiling a little at how cute she was. They blushed a deeper pink as she thanked them, there was currently a huge argument going on in their heads Crap, we like her, like ‘like like’/love her. Maybe we could, NO. It would never work, do you remember Marie? I’m now allowing that to happen again, that was painful, I refuse to allow that torture again. We have to accept it; no one can possibly love both of us equally. We can be dear friends with her, nothing more. And we can’t hurt her, not in any way… The twins glanced up to respond to Clover’s thanks and said “We’re glad you’re feeling better… we should probably find your clothes though.” They said both slipping off the left side of the bed and beginning to search their room, having no luck. After about 10 minutes they gave up, their room wasn’t that big. “Sorry, we can’t find them, we probably have something you can borrow. Let us check our closet” They said before teleporting into their museum, they had some of their dresses in here somewhere; they just had to find them. They returned to their bedroom a few minutes later both wearing black pants and identical royal-blue shirts. They were holding a knee length Sundress between them that was a baby blue color with a small flower design on it. Both of the twins had forgotten that this dress had been Marie’s before, and it had her name written on the tag. “Will this work?” They asked Clover holding out the dress for Clover to see. They walked over to the side of the bed; both twins offered his hand to help Clover up, but they were just far enough apart that she’d have to stretch a bit to reach both of their hands.
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Post by Rikka on Jun 28, 2013 1:33:09 GMT -5
Clover nibbled on the cinnamon roll as she glanced up slightly noting they had turned a brighter pink she went back to nibbling on the cinnamon roll before she simply absorbed it into her skin and went to work on the waffle before her. Looking around the room she tried to spot her black clothes but couldn't seem to see them. It made her wonder what the mice had done with them. Several of the mice popped up their heads then ended up going after the food the twins were feeding them. They were too occupied to answer the unspoken question that Clover had asked them. Sighing she finished off the waffled and sipped her orange juice as the twins made their way around the room looking for her hidden clothes.
As they disappeared she moved to the edge of the bed and sat there as she fed another waffle to the mice on the floor and absorbed another cinnamon roll into her body. It was easier than pretending to chew when she didn't have to. When they returned she spotted the sundress and smiled. "Its beautiful. It will work. I promise to return it later." As they walked over to help her our of the bed she reached out to both of them and let them help her. Her cells were still tired but she now had energy from the breakfast to get her going again. Once she was standing she took the dress gently and noted a name on the tag. Marie... A bolt of jealousy raced through her before she could stop it. Though she quickly squished it into nonexistence. For all she knew the dress belonged to an adoptive mother of theirs. She knew they were hundreds of years old well their souls were, so there was no reason to get jealous of a person who was probably long gone.
Remembering her barrier she slammed it up seconds after all the speeding thoughts crossed her mind. It wasn't that she didn't want them to know she had been jealous more of a she didn't want them to think she was being rude. Walking a little ways away from them she kept her back to them as she slipped out of the shirt and quickly into the sundress. Reaching behind her she zipped up the dress and turned around. Picking up the shirt she had borrowed she quickly folded it and walked back over to the twins before holding out the t-shirt. "Thank you for letting me borrow your clothes."
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