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[Twi]

3 of them pass out in an adorable manner, the rest blush profusely while Lupapon merely slaps her head in exasperation as she has them set up the cloth for painting and gets to work.

Eventually, the painting is complete, ready for framing or pinning.

Yamal rewards them with a blown kiss off her painted lips. Then she starts laughing her ass off as is appropriate for the situation.

[Sl4cker]

"I want to go back to the Winter War..."

[Twinwolf]

Realizing that she has basically no medical knowledge, and that with the Forevermore feather out Orchid will probably be fine, goes and sits beside Chryssa. She doesn't say anything, not yet.

And no, she doesn't make out with her, not when she literally just lost her girlfriend before her eyes, why would you even think of that.

Chryssa doesn't acknowledge her, continuing to sob.

Anna doesn't say anything, but cautiously puts an arm around Chryssa, letting her get it all out. She herself was crying a bit, both out of sympathy for Chryssa and the loss of her kind-of city.

[Twi]

"I want to go back to the Winter War..."

"Oh, I think there is a war here too. Though I'm not sure I understand the details, it sounds like I'd be more useful here than in the Abyssal War....

!

Ah, I never introduced myself! I am Arktika-class icebreaker Yamal, and you are..? "

[Sl4cker]

She glares at Yamal. "You are Russian, yes? Surely you know of my reputation."

[Twi]

She glares at Yamal. "You are Russian, yes? Surely you know of my reputation."

Yamal grins at that. "Clearly you are a fearsome sniper, but I am a civilian and not prone to listening to war stories! So no, at least not personally."

[Sl4cker]

She moves as if to respond harshly to that, but then her motivation apparently fizzles out. She lies on the floor. "Simuna Valkoinen, second lieutenant. Currently feeling like a fish caught by a net."

[Twi]

She moves as if to respond harshly to that, but then her motivation apparently fizzles out. She lies on the floor. "Simuna Valkoinen, second lieutenant. Currently feeling like a fish caught by a net."

Yamal laughs softly.

"Certainly not inaccurate! We appear to have been swept up by some multiverse-connecting phenomena! That implies the existence of a multiverse to begin with! Oh, the theoretical physicists would be having a field day right now..."

She smiles. "You and I have bigger problems, da?"

[Shadestyle]

"I am Lupapon, High Priestess of the Donchaka tribe to The Almighty."

The rest of them introduce themselves as well, offering encouragement and praise for her cool weapon and outfit.

[Sl4cker]

She moves as if to respond harshly to that, but then her motivation apparently fizzles out. She lies on the floor. "Simuna Valkoinen, second lieutenant. Currently feeling like a fish caught by a net."

Yamal laughs softly.

"Certainly not inaccurate! We appear to have been swept up by some multiverse-connecting phenomena! That implies the existence of a multiverse-connecting to begin with! Oh, the theoretical physicists would be having a field day right now..."

She smiles. "You and I have bigger problems, da?"

Simuna promptly unties the bag of snow from her rifle and dumps it onto her face in an effort to cover her ears.

"I am Lupapon, High Priestess of the Donchaka tribe to The Almighty."

The rest of them introduce themselves as well, offering encouragement and praise for her cool weapon and outfit.

She raises a thumbs up.

[Twi]

Yamal just watches this with a little smirk.


"Perhaps you should get some sleep. Or a good drink, of course. I'll even pay for either."

[Sl4cker]

Her voice is muffled. "Youh betterh noht geth vodkha orh I swhear to Ghod..."

[Twi]

Her voice is muffled. "Youh betterh noht geth vodkha orh I swhear to Ghod..."

"I have a world-class selection of alcohol to go with my excellent accommodations!"

Grinning once more, Yamal digs around in the pockets of her labcoat for a moment, before somehow pulling out a couple handfuls worth of fancy, fancy alcohol for Simuna to browse through. Naturally, she gives the ' I ain't gotta explain shit' look a moment later.

[TCM]

"What do you think, Penelope?"

[Sl4cker]

Simuna sits up, and takes a look at the alcohol. She picks a bottle at random.