call me out v. 12.0

[misheard]

Call out one of the characters from my muselist with a starter, a prompt, a general 'hey can we do something with these characters' comment, a smoke signal, etc., and I'll get back to you with some kind of RP thread!

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[disinfection]

Then think of it this way: would you cut into a patient without knowing anything about the parameters of the surgery? Of course not.

[She knows this didn't seem logical yet.]

That is, if I fight needlessly we'll lose. My existence is tied to you. If we fight blindly and more resources are put into the battle even I can't predict the consequences on your health. If we risk too much too soon, the prognosis for this war will be fatal for both of us.

[neptunicentric]

[Neptune's already getting a sense that this is just how Berserker talks.]

You've got a point. Alright, then how about we head to the mall instead? Way too many people there to pick a fight.

[plus maybe she can get Nightingale cute clothes, I mean what]

[disinfection]

[That's just how it is.]

It's not ideal but I suppose that's acceptable. It's been some time since I've been to a market place.

[What can she say, she was home schooled.]

[neptunicentric]

[Should she warn Nightingale that a modern mall is a lot different from an oldtimey marketplace?

Probably, but it's funnier if she doesn't say anything until they get there and just waits for Nightingale's reaction.]

Cool. We can get you a change of clothes, plus there's this crepe place and you haven't lived until you've had one.

[disinfection]

[She understands things have changed... but perhaps more than she thought.]

Mm, yes, I'll need something other than my uniform. [She probably should take the coat off at least--the word made her tilt her head.] Crepes? Are you sure?

[That's something she hasn't had in, well. Quite some time even by her own standards. Berserker shrugs, giving a small smile.] We'll see. I've known a few good cooks in my time. Let's see if it matches up, commander.

[neptunicentric]

[oh no she's gay]

Alright, soldier, forward march.

[time to head to the mall and see if nightingale's eyes can actually buldge]

[disinfection]

Yes-- [She's about to say 'sir', then 'ma'am' but then..]--miss.

[Nightingale... definitely seems surprised at the sight of the mall. She's speechless.]

[neptunicentric]

[Exactly what Neptune had been hoping for. She almost laughs.]

Welcome to the Mecca of the modern age, the paradise for shopaholics everywhere: the mall.

[disinfection]

[She has many things to say it's just...]

It better be up to code.

[She is impressed. She's just Nightingale.]

[neptunicentric]

Yeah yeah, I'm sure the cleaning people have it handled.

[Nightingale is very Nightingale and Neptune is already learning to expect it.]

[disinfection]

That is to say, it's rather big.

[And rather clean.]

[neptunicentric]

You haven't seen half of it yet.

[First stop is a clothing superstore that's probably bigger than most of Nightingale's marketplaces by itself.]

[disinfection]

[Certainly bigger than some of the numerous small town markets she's seen, though, some of the street markets of London certainly were busier. And smellier.

There's a light tilt of her head.]

I don't see the point of going to this vendor.

[neptunicentric]

We're getting you more outfits. The uniform's not really "in" right now.

[She's a huge lesbian and she's gonna see Nightingale in cute clothes.]

[disinfection]

Keeping up with fashion isn't something a nurse needs to think about.

[Nightingale may also like women but she's also an old woman.]

[neptunicentric]

I'm relieving you of your nurse duties so you can dress cute.

[disinfection]

[Are you sure you want to say that? Are you really sure?

There's a long silence. Then:]

That's impossible. I'm a nurse and nothing more.

[She looks like she wants to say more before she stops herself.]

However, I do understand that my clothes are out of date and for your sake I will find new ones.

[...But she's not looking to be cute or anything.]

[neptunicentric]

Works for me. Sheehs, you act like nobody's ever called you a total babe before...

[Perhaps no one has in those exact words.]

[disinfection]

[That elicits a growl from Nightingale.]

Of course not! To think--

[Wait. She stops herself. No... no. The context of 'babe' here is different. Even she can sense that.

... oh. Oh no. The reaction is... considerably different now. She blushes. Hard.]

D-don't be foolish!

[neptunicentric]

[That lightbulb moment was visible from space.]

After we get you new clothes, I'll get you a dictionary of modern slang so you can tell when people are hitting on you.

[disinfection]

There are better people to court.

[neptunicentric]

Sounds fake but okay.

[disinfection]

I've never even had a lover. [Wait.] That is, I never wished to have one! It's unimportant. Irrelevant.

[neptunicentric]

...So is that a rejection or what.

[It's hard to tell with Nightingale given all the 'I don't need to have anything other than nursing' going on.]

[disinfection]

Is it?

[Nightingale, this is why you had so many suitors (some of them women) but nothing came of it.]

Ah, well. You're my commander and I will serve you to my utmost. I... am merely unsure of what to do here.

[aka 'No, but why do you want me? I'm horrible.']