Whiskey Is The Life Of Man [Open]

[Charlotte Homura]

[member="FRAME"]

Prea shrugged, Charlotte clapping slowly and Melissa walked over to the group...

 

[FRAME]

[member="Charlotte Homura"]

"That's the least reaction I've gotten from anybody. You're cool."

And I saw the blonde lady in the purple dress. She looked like your stereotypical princess.

"And how are you, Princess?"

 

[Charlotte Homura]

[member="FRAME"]

Melissa simply stared at FRAME "I'm good... who are you?"

 

[FRAME]

[member="Charlotte Homura"]

"Me? I am FRAME, but you may call me anything you wish. I am a rather powerful AI. I am able to transfer myself into anything with a circuit. If you don't believe me, I'll demonstrate."

 

[Charlotte Homura]

[member="FRAME"]

"So.. I can call you Mr. Sparklebottom?" Melissa asked laughing, Charlotte facepalmed for a second as Prea laughed as well

 

[FRAME]

[member="Charlotte Homura"]

"Ha, ha, no. You can call me anything that doesn't sound like a kids' toy."

 

[Charlotte Homura]

[member="FRAME"]

"Sorry, my 'sisters' as some people call them are children at heart despite their body and mind being aged." Melissa said

 

[FRAME]

[member="Charlotte Homura"]

"It's alright. I never mind having pretty women around me.... And I don't feel emotion, so the immaturity doesn't bother me."

 

[Charlotte Homura]

[member="FRAME"]

(Just because I'm doing "low quality" posts, doesn't mean you have to, I can adapt pretty well usually.)

The three smiled at the compliment. "Funny how a being with no emotion can note how pretty someone else is." Charlotte said smiling

 

[FRAME]

[member="Charlotte Homura"]

I thought about this....

"Does beauty require emotion? No. A plant appreciates the beauty of the sun... A rock.... Is not alive, so whatever... But my point is my point."

 

[Charlotte Homura]

[member="FRAME"]

"Good point." Charlotte nodded with a hint of happiness for being called pretty despite the flower in her skull

 

[FRAME]

[member="Charlotte Homura"]

"The only weird thing about being able to see you lot.... Is that I can see you lot. I have no eyes. It's just... Interesting... Just out of curiosity, can you see through that flower? Like a Miraluka can see through the Force?"

 

[Charlotte Homura]

[member="FRAME"]

Charlotte shrugged, not knowing if the flower can be used for Force Sight or if the depth perception remains an issue if she does use it.

 

[FRAME]

[member="Charlotte Homura"]

Hmm... So, the girl with the flower hadn't been in that state for very long. She probably would've been aware of a lot more of herself, otherwise.

I turned to the vampire again.

"So, how does energy vamping feel? I, being an apparently soulless AI, have no experience of being on either end of that process."

 

[Charlotte Homura]

[member="FRAME"]

Prea smirked and said "It feels pretty good when you're used to it." Melissa was unnerved by the talk of energy vampirism, yet hiding it from the group and Charlotte was smiling at the group in general

 

[FRAME]

[member="Charlotte Homura"]

"The energy change must be.... Invigorating. Jumping between bodies revitalizes my soulless, emotionless existence."

 

[Aithne Charr]

Solan kinda just stood there and stared as they talked, really quite confused by the whole ordeal, moreso than he would have been had it made even the least bit of sense to him what had just happened... but it didn't, not in the least. So he simply sat down, ordered a wine, and watched as they talked and the Virus did the utter impossible.

[member="FRAME"] [member="Charlotte Homura"]

 

[Oka Osaa]

Oka saw a man with a confused look sit 2 seats down from him. He decided to talk to him. "Confused? You sure look like it. I'm guessing its because of that thing named [member="FRAME"] and the girl [member="Charlotte Homura"] , yea?" Oka asked as he took a sip of H'Kak tea. "If you don't mind, what's your name?" He asked the man again. [member="Solan Charr"]

 

[Freya En'Livous]

[member="Preliat Mantis"]

A grin to the situation of the Mandalorian and the lout. Bold telling off a person in a den of manly cutthroats. Perhaps a woman's charm was what was needed. A fun toy he'd be to play with anyways. Freya set her empty glass down and coaxed her way through the crowd to the bar. She slipped in beside Preliat, her back facing the bar and her arms resting. "Barkeep, another whiskey". Her peripheral vision kept a good look on the Mandalorian, probably didn't want anyone close to him. If he wanted that though, he should of found someplace less crowded. "I'll let you know mate. That man you told off has twenty seven of his crew mates in this bar. Not even a Jedi could beat those odds. Lucky you though he likes me. So why don't you let me see that helmet of yours, and I'll save you getting your skull smashed in". Freya heard the clink of glass behind her. She reached her arm back at an odd angle to reach it. The bartender looked the Mando in the eyes and only gave him a nod.

 

[Preliat Mantis]

[member="Freya En'Livous"]

"I blew up the Sith throne with a belt full of thermal detonators and then I went on to watch their planet be destroyed by asteroids."Preliat stared at the lady, but never once reached for his helmet. He stared at the woman, speaking in his soft, but angry tone."There are Mandalorians, and then there is me. I am Ori'ramikad, and I am a Field Marshal."His eyes did not meet the bartender. Such an interaction was unnecessary, though his brown eyes met the woman's with his fiery rage.

"The next person to make a move for my helmet will find whatever appendage they touched it with removed."