The Lounge

~TYTAN~
*Damn this place was rather big. She'd been here a good long time. And still she hasn't seen the entirety of the HQ.... Though she doesn't do a whole LOT of traveling around it. After all, she can't stand the froggy damned frenchies. Sighing heavilly as she lies on her bed. Stareing up at the ceiling. Only half of her spandex uni on, the bottom half. Her upper half exposed with but a bra. It was a little hot in the room for her. The T.V., which gets every station known to man and then some, playing some Jerry Lewis reruns, these Frenchies did love him after all.... Wishing she would get a call, or assignment. OR SOMETHING. Even a visitor or two.*

~CHAMELEON~
*She was sprawled out on the bed like a rag doll in the darkened room, arms and legs spread in every which way so that it took up every inch of the mattress. She stifled a yawn and rose the shirt slightly to scratch her stomach* Man, I'm burnt out. That constant training and the learning of these foreign facilities. It's like being back in boot. And there STILL hasn't been any call for any of us. I wonder if we really need this defense force from the Runners. *Yawn*

~TYTAN~
*She looks over at her phone.... She didn't know too many people or HUNTERs in this place. Even though she'd been here a while. The only one she'd even SORT of connected with was that American girl. Biting her lip slightly, she looks away from the phone. Sighing slightly.... What the hell to do. She picks up the room directory and thumbs through it. Seeing if she's listed.*

~CHAMELEON~
*moving her mouth in some awkard positions, she began to hum stupidly, making up a tune as she went along. As she continued, she began making words as she went along* I am so bored. I am so REALLY bored. I sit around all day. The sky is really gray. It's better then reading files. But................. I can't think of a good rhyme for ''files''

~PORT~
*He hurries quickly down the hallway, grateful to finally get out of the control room.....Damn Yanks think all we are are a bunch of techies, come in and take over the place. I 'specailly can't stand that Warpole, he epitomizes American arrogance, think he can control everything.. We have rules here too.*

~TYTAN~
*She finds the girls number. Remembering her name from the Hunter files she has been forced to study.. Tapping her name on the page for a few minutes. After thinking about it for a moment. She picks up the phone and dials the room number given. Waiting as she hears the carrier tone turn into a ringing sound. Tapping a finger absently on her chest.*Dis be gooooode idea M'hopiiing.

~CHAMELEON~
OOOOHHHHHHH YEAH!!!!!! AM SO BORED *begins to play some air guitar* Just then the phone gives a shout, as does she, along with a jump.* Shit. I gotta turn down that stupid ringer. *She scoots her body slowly over to the phone, slamming the bottom part of the receiver and has it land in her hand* hELLo.

~TYTAN~
*She's simply ecstatic as she hears a voice on the other end. After all, in her village there was only one phone for everyone. And this happens to be the first time she's used this one for anything other than recieveing orders.* Hallo? Uhm.....*A long moment of nothing but dead air hangs as she thinks about her next words. Getting a dumbfounded and blank look to her face.* Thiiiis new to me... Do you preeeefer me call you Chameeeeleon or,*She looks quickly to the book.* Amber?*Totally unaware of phone etiquette and the fact that she should identify herself.*

~PORT~
*He hurries down the hallway, muttering french curses at every second step.....And one of those juron americans, actually had the nerve to complain because the computer keyboard is french..Sacre Bleu! They would expect us to adapt to them, and I know damn well that most of them can speak french as good as I speak english...he turns down the hallway towards his quarters, he was one of the unfortunates who had his quarters stationed near the yanks...He stops and gives an exagerated sigh as a football goes whizzing by his head, followed by overambitious young male* Football? in the halls*his tone filled with disgust..what are they going to do next, have panty raids?..after taking a look down the hall, he changes his mind and turns around...maybe I'll go relax and have a glass of wine, he turns down towards what most of the american tend to call the Lounge*

~CHAMELEON~
*she jerks into an indian style position* Natalia!! Hi. Amber, please. How are you??!!! *She was happy that it was her. honestly, she was happy it was ANYONE.* That whole Chameleon thing is a name made up by the yokles here. Pleease call me by my first name, no one else seems to WANT to. *takes some deep breaths and decides to maybe let HER talk*

~PORT~
*With a smile he notices how quiet it is tonight, He walks up to the bar, orders himself a brandy and quickly moves himself into a corner booth*

~TYTAN~
*She smiles brilliantly. Though theres really no one in her quarters to see it. Jumping to her feet with the phonecord in her hand and flicking on the light.* Veeery well Amber. I was jest siiiting in my quarters. Saint Christopher it be boring in thiiiis Frenchie place... Maybe you and I can get togeether and talk or haaave somsing to eat, da?

~SHIFTER~
*She hadn't been out of her room since Pole had found her. Well she had if one counted all of the times she had been to one of the labs for tests. Not that all the testing bothered her.. After all she had spent all of her life up till now in a big fish bowl. Still.. She had found out there was a world out there beyond the walls. Although she wasn't sure she liked that world. Hesitant and a little fearfull she slips out of her room. Pole had pulled a lot of strings to get her a room next to his so she was around the top ranks and not the rank and file. Wanting to find those closer to her age and perhaps not as uptight she heads for the room Pole had told her was the lounge.*

~CHAMELEON~
*Grinning, she jumps up with her full phone in hand* Girl, we must by connected. I cant' believe how bleak it is here. *she moves the phone away from her head for a moment* LIGHTS! *A flicker, and a stream of light poured into her sweet suite. She grabbed a couple pieces of clothing and eagerly threw them on* Where should we go?

~SHIFTER~
*Stepping into the lounge she sees only one other person. Again she hesitates before entering.. After all she was here to meet others. Walking over to the bar she orders a soda. Her eyes drawn to the guy in the back.. He didn't look like he wanted any company.*

~TYTAN~
*She thinks a moment as the question fills her ears. Bra off... Something MANY of those Frenchies, excluding the doctors that -TRIED- to do tests on her when she arrived they knew that she was more than capable of whacking them, wanted to see. Pulling her spandex suit the rest of the way on.* How about weee meeet in the lounge? I haaave been there only once siiince my arrival. And it was boring. Peerhaps wiith another it would be beeetter. Maybe we even meet others?

~CHAMELEON~
*Lays the phone on her shoulder and pulls on her pants, giving a couple jumps to fit them snug* Sounds great. Although, I must say that not many Freanchie's here seem to like us American blood. You sure it won't start some Unseen/Unheard war? They have this way of getting under your skin without even saying a word. *grabs her tank-top off the back of a chair and flips it right side out*

~PORT~
*notes the girl entering the lounge and looks her over....one thing about the Yanks though, they sure brought bon belle dames he smiles and catches your eye, raising his glass in greeting*

~TYTAN~
*She thinks about Ambers proposal for a moment. Then shrugs it off... * There be no love lost betweeeeen the Soviet peoples and the French anyways....*She flexes her arm a moment. smileing a bit.* And if they did start somsing... I am more thaaaan sure you and I could handle it together Commrade Amber.*There wasn't much pain she felt, and there were no French psyics to her knowledge at least. Standing near her door to see if the plan is a go or no go as POLE would put it... One of her not so favorite superiors... Though with how many Unnaturals she's caught. She hopes for a quick advancement soon. MICA, one of the most sought after, and then Water Weird...*

~SHIFTER~
*Seeing the smile she decides maybe he isn't so bad after all. Getting her soda she moves over to the table with him* hello...

~PORT~
*He smiles as he watches her approach, standing when she nears the table* Bonjour Madame. * he flows effortlessly between the languages* Would you care to join me?

~CHAMELEON~
Well, Natalia, from what I've read about you, you could pretty much stop a whole Tavern full o' lamers without even breaking a sweat. *buttoning the last button on her jeans* Well, I'm set. Where do you want to meet?

~SHIFTER~
*She returns his smile shyly. Still not sure of herself around others.* Yes.. I would like that... I don't know many here.

~TYTAN~
*With a final decisive nod.* Theee LOUNGE.*Pulling her gloves on, and storing a few lockes of hair behind her ears.* I vill meet you there, Da?*Tapping a fingernail against her teeth slightly. Clicking off the T.V. and tossing a shoe at her alarm clock that was set to go off in a few minutes.*

~CHAMELEON~
M'kay. I'll take off once I hang up. I may need a slight head start on you. I've never quite been there. *moves the phone away from her head again* Computer!!! *bleep* HQ Layout. I need to find the Frenchie Lounge. *the room beeps* [[Unknown title: Frenchie Lounge]] *growls* Remind me to change your properties.

~PORT~
*he gestures gallantly at the booth, not seating himself until she is, he extends his hand* Je m'appelle Jacques, and you are?

~TYTAN~
*Ecstatic as soon as the phone clicks on the other end. She slams the phone down, breaking it right through the desk.... Biting her lips slightly. She had to get used to these damned powers... Either that or Frenchie desks weren't made that well.... Sighing.* Coomputer.*A few beeps.* Work ooorder to fiiix desk aaand phone.*COMPUTER:*''Acknowledged''*She sighs.* Open...*The door opens with one of those StarTrek swishing sounds. Walking out into the hall, looking both ways to see if there are any of those damned techies.* Close, lock.*The door does as commanded. She starts walking down the hall. Pointing down the halls she'll be following as she visually ''remembers'' her way. The LOUNGE was a good walk away from her quarters. And though she could have gotten there with the speed she possesses, she doesn't bother. Not wanting to trip and go through walls or somthing. Arriving at the LOUNGE.* Open...*The door opens and she walks in. Looking about and noting that there are a few people here.... though the American girl has not yet arrived.*

~SHIFTER~
*Reaching out she takes Jacques hand* Toshi.. I'm called Toshi. You are French? *She cringes at the question. That was stupid.. Of course he was French.* *She looks over as Natalia enters*

~CHAMELEON~
*After getting her BEYRings, she snatches her leather jacket off of the counter, she jets out the door. Happily grinning, she dodges past some oncomers while hollering* YOU LIKE ME!!!!! YOU REALLY LIKE ME!!!!! *Ignoring the odd looks, that she would still get even if she wasn't acting.............American, she skids to a stop at the Lounge door.* Woah, that was quick and almost subconcious. *She passes through the door*

~TYTAN~
*She looks at TOSHI from the bar. Giving a small nod. Perhaps when her American friend gets here, they can all meet.*

~PORT~
*lays a light kiss on the back of your hand, his eyes mischeiveiously meeting yours, before releasing your hand* Oui, and you are American? Where in America are you from?

~SHIFTER~
*She smiles in relief that he didn't take her remark wrong.* The Compound.. *She had spent all her life inside the Portland compound. It hadn't been until it had been attacked that she had ever left her room in the lab.*

~TYTAN~
*She notices AMBER walk into the room. Standing at the bar and waving shamelessly.* 'ello Commrade Amber.*though her mannerisms would seem..... Cheesy to an American. It's the only way she personally knows how to be. A drink in her hand already. This was starting out to be the best day since she got here already. And all she'd done was use the phone... What a novel idea.*

~PORT~
*His eyes wander over to the amazon as she entered, he had seen her around, hadn't heard much though just that she was russian, much better than most of the yanks*

~TYTAN~
*She looks at PORT, from the corners of her eyes... Giving a small grin, playful if anything, to hide her contempt. Most Frenchmen seemed to try to get all the women they met into bed. At least the techies did... As far as PORT, what she knew of him anyway, went. He didn't -SEEM- much different.*

~CHAMELEON~
**Feeling a slight warm rush, she looks about the bar. Silent music filled the room, needed to be changed, but could be lived with. Spotting Natalia, almost imediately, she waves back and makes her way over, avoiding a few collisions.* Hey, you. Looks like it still took me a while to get here, even with the head start. *Peers over to the Tender* Beer, please. *Aims back at Natalia* So........

~PORT~
Toshi: ah, so you were at the Complex when it was attacked? *his eyes light up, so this was one that had seen some serious action already...he can't wait till he gets some*
Chameleon: *His attention is momentarily caught as Amber comes into the place, seeming to bring her own flurry of noise and activity with her*
Tytan:*He acknowledges your grin with a broad, friendly smile*

~TYTAN~
*She smiles as AMBER joins her. Getting one of her legs up on the stool in a half standing half sitting position.* Da.... But I haaad advantage. I beeen here once before.*Her drink already finished, she orders another at the same time as AMBER, thier voices overlapping. She laughs slightly. AMBERS question hitting her, and finishing the sentence for the American.*...whot we do now?*Tapping her fingernail against her teeth again.* Perhaaps we should meeet the ooothers?*Jerking her hed slightly to the other two GUARD employees in the room.* Or... Ve could talk amongst I aaand you.*English slightly deplorable. But not bad considering she never had to speak it back home.* Vhere in Ammaarica do you come frem?*Having been to only -one- mall there... And that's where she got caught. By BLACK no less.* You haaaave boyfriend there?

~CHAMELEON~
*She wiggles her index finger in a ''Hello'' wave to PORT.*

~SHIFTER~
*She glances over as Amber enters the room. At Jacques question she turns back to him.* Yes, but I wasn't involved.. My abilities were considered too unstable.. *Her eyes drop down to the table.* My friends died trying to get me out. Then I got lost..

~CHAMELEON~
*Raises her hands and smiles** W'hoah there, girlie. *heh* So many subjects, so little words. Alright, I'm from all around the U.S., but I tended to stick around West Coast. California is what I'd call home more then any other place. And as for guys? I had a few, but nothing serious, even before I bloomed as an Unnatural. What about you, huh? *elbows her and winks* gorgeous girl, has to have a few followers. *rubs her elbow slightly*

~PORT~
Toshi: *He sympathetically places a hand on your arm* It is hard to loose friends, Everyone here faces it *He finishes off his Brandy* Tell me? how did you get lost? *He signals over the lone waitress* would you like a drink?
Tytan:*He raises an eyebrow and pointedly looks at the empty seat beside him*

~SHIFTER~
*She smiles softly at his show of compassion.* I don't have a teleport or psi chip. *shrugs* Pole told me the locater in my bands was fuzzy and took time to find. *checking her soda she sees she still has most of it.* No.. I still have plenty of soda.

~TYTAN~
*The question catches her off guard... She was so unused to talking to people. Even in her village, women didn't talk much. At least not amongst themselves.* N.....Niet. No boyfriends. Iiin my viillage society it's not good to haaave many men. And I was constantly at work for my family. A diiiictator took over our proviidence when the Republic crumbled. Heee triied too...What is the american phrase? Gets some..., from me... thaaat's when my powers surfaaaced. I slaaaaapped hiiiis head clean off.*she gets a small grin.* Though many of the techies heeere would liiiike the job veery muuch.*Wanting to ask more questions, but perhaps that was for a more private moment. Realizing that such conversations weren't good in the open public. And she'd simply HAVE to have Amber to her room sometime so they can hang out.* I vould veery much liiike to seee more of Califorinia...

~TYTAN~
*She smiles at PORT. Holding up her index finger to mean, a moment.*

~PORT~
Toshi: *RaE* you sure you don't want something a little stronger? *He turns to the watiress and orders himself another brandy* You don't have implants? I thought everyone did

~CHAMELEON~
*shakes her head giving a **tisk tisk** sound* No men? Well, it's fortunate you met ME. We're gonna get out and meet us some of those fine U.S. Tourists or Navy men. It's a culture shock you should find pretty pleasing. *sips her beer and contemplates how to say what she's thinking without coming off to strong* So, you killed the flipping bastard huh? *oh well* Sounds like he deserved it, but what a time for the Untatch to hatch. Me, believe it or not, was playing a game of ''hide-and-go-seek''. I was in the place for so long, my powers snapped and they didn't find me, I found them.

~SHIFTER~
Jacques: *Shakes her head* No.. Pole would have a fit if I did.. He says I'm too young.. *Holding up her wrists she shows him the bracelets she wears.* My body pushes out any implants.. These were the best they could do, but there are still problems to be worked out.

~TYTAN~
*She scrounges up a small smile.* Da.... Slapped the...*Copying her words as best she can.* fliiiiping baaasterds head right off.* She laughs aloud at Ambers admission.* HIDE AND SEEK!*Laughing hysterically. That was probably the funniest thing she ever heard considering ''Chameleons'' powers.* Hoow long diiid you wait before fiiigureing somesing vas wrong?!*Jerking her head in PORT and TOSHIs direction.* Iiit is appearing as though vee haaave an inviitation.

~PORT~
toshi: Pole? *that arrogant S.O.B.* you know him well?

~SHIFTER~
Jacques: *Unaware of the way most people thought of him she smiles* Oh yes.. Pole is like a big brother to me.. I've known him all of my life.

~CHAMELEON~
**Looking over at TOSHI while explaining** I have a high tolerance when it comes to patience. It was a good 3 - 4 hours. *Looks back at Natalia* You want to go over?

~TYTAN~
*She nods at AMBER.* Da... vee should meet our co-workers.*The time hitting her as she begins to walk over.* 3-4! Iii'm surprised they were stiiill looking fer you.*Hearing POLES name mentioned.* Vhat do you think of VARPOLE?

~CHAMELEON~
*Picks up her beer and jumps out of her seat** They weren't looking. They thought I went home. *Pushes in her stool and pays the Tender* Warpole? Only read about him. guy sounds like a trooper. Long record. He's what I consider a ''Usual''. One of those you will always see in the field.

~SHIFTER~
*Looking up at Natalia and Amber* Pole is a great guy.. *smiles softly thinking of all the things Pole has done for her.* He's the best.

~TYTAN~
*She looks slightly to AMBER.* I'vee heard thaat he is a veal egotistical jerk. Aaat least thaaat's what I heard DAYRE say once while passing her room.*Continueing to walk over to the table.*////TOSHIE&PORT~*She and AMBER approach the table.* Miight ve be joining you commrades?

~CHAMELEON~
Natalia: **shrugs** Well, the picture sure expresses such, but it remains to be seen.
Toshi: Hey there. New faces, new friends. Join you??

~TYTAN~
*She nods slightly to AMBERs estimation of POLEs picture.* Da.... I gvuess I should reeeserve judgemeent untiiil I haaave met him Niet?*Waiting, like AMBER for TOSHI and PORTs confirmation.*

~PORT~
Toshi: *blinks in astonishment that anyone got along with him, he had even heard american bad-mouthing pole* *stands as the women approach* Bonjour madamoiselles, please join us? *seats himself only after they have sat*

~SHIFTER~
*smiles at Natalia and Amber* I don't care if Jacques doesn't mind.. I'm Toshi..

~TYTAN~
*She takes a seat as soon as TOSHI and PORT say it's alright. Crossing one leg languidly over the other, and then stareing at the other two. Seated very close to the American. Seeing as she knew her better than these two. She was part of the retinue to pick her up at the airport after all... She'd heard the damage done that day when she caught Water Weird there still hadn't been repaired.* *Looking at TOSHI.* I'm Natallia...*Extending her gloved hand.*

~PORT~
*looks a the two newcomers* bonjour belle dames, I am Jacques

~CHAMELEON~
Hi Toshi. I'm Amber. *She sets down her drink and flops in a chair, letting out a large sigh**

~SHIFTER~
*She sees JACQUES shock and wonders what is wrong. Hesitating only a moment.. Still not use to actually being able to touch any other then Pole she reaches out taking the girls hand*

~TYTAN~
*She look over to PORT.* Hello Jaques. I be Natallia.... Tis goood te meet you. You are native of thiiiis instaaallation are you not?*Looking at AMBERs sigh, wondering if the girl would rather go to one of thier rooms and watch T.V. together or somthing.*

~CHAMELEON~
**Nods and gives a nod to Jacques* Hey, Jacques. Amber.

~TYTAN~
*She grasps TOSHIs hand eagerly. And overzealously. Her unmatched strength turning the friendly handshake into a hand wringing clasp.... Not aware of what she's doing. She pumps the girl arm.* I be so veeery exciiited to meeet others heere...

~SHIFTER~
*NATALIA's handshake jars the circuits in the bracelet on her wrist. Causing a slight malfunction. Toshi's hand begins to shifting to match the leather in the glove. Knowing what will happen she hastily pulls her hand away. Concentrating on changing her hand back to normal.*

~TYTAN~
*Seeing that she has obviously done somthing wrong. She recoils instantly and gets an appolagetic look to her face.* I appoligize Commrade Toshi... Sometimes I know naught whaaaaat I doo. *Hopeing she hadn't hurt the girl too awful much. Biting her lip. Damn this strength.*

~CHAMELEON~
*Throws her hand behind her head, watching poor Natalia apologize.* Sooooo, Jaques. I take it you're a local here

~SHIFTER~
Natalia: *smiling she holds her hand up.* No harm done.. It looks like the bracelets need a bit more work.. Without them my abilities are not controlable.

~TYTAN~
*She looks again to the damaged bracelets... Sighing slightly as she understands the idea of not being able to control abilities.* I too know of what you mean... My strength... iiits uncontrollable, aaand stiiill growing.*Sighing slightly... It creates.... other problems as well, some she can't speak of.*

~SHIFTER~
Natalia: *Sighs* Tell me about it.. Don't worry.. It looks like it was only temporarily shorted..

~PORT~
tytan: *he smiles charmingly at her* Yes, and you are Russian?-----Amber: *he turns his award-winning smile on you* Were you also at the US installation during the attack?

~CHAMELEON~
Jacques: Actually, no. I was transferred here from the Compound about a month after the attack. I've only read about it on the Hard Copies

~TYTAN~
*she smiles at TOSHI.* I'm glaaad.*though this doesn't solve her powers problems... And they are some big ones when it gets to certain things.**She gets a slight beep on her wrist watch communicator. POLE...* ''Where the hell are you?!''*She gulps and bulges her eyes for a moment! Her watch!!!!!!* Siiir... I'll be right there!*She stands from the table quickly! Having been late for her shift.*I must depart! Iii'm laaate for m'shiiift!*She nods to TOSHI and PORT.* Iiit was goood meeting you.*Then she bends and gives AMBER a kiss on each cheek, a custom the RUSSIANS copied from the French.* Call me laaaater.*A low voice.* Assuming iii'm no' iiiin the brig. *she nods at PORT as she starts to make her way towards the LOUNGE door... She'd be at the control room in a second with her speed ability.*

~PORT~
Au Revoir Natalia et bon chance*chuckles as Tytan hastily departs* I hope she doesn't get it too bad ----- Amber: so, what part of america are you originally from then?

~CHAMELEON~
Natalia: *looks stunned, then pouts slightly* What? huh? *sigh and smiles* Okay. I will. We'll set a date and get you a wardrobe, missy.

~SHIFTER~
*Her eyes light up as she hears POLE's voice. Even if he is yelling at her new friend* Bye Natalia..

~TYTAN~
*She smiles to AMBER and nods.* Veeell do iit soon.*She waves at TOSHI.* Dasvidania.*With that she exits the room in a streak of an image. Her speed the fastest the techs here have seen yet.*

~CHAMELEON~
Jacques: Well, mainly California, but I did move from here to there. *adjusts her position and stretches slightly, throwing herself sideways in the chair, with her legs hanging over one arm and her back up against the other**

~SHIFTER~
*Sitting back she listens to AMBER and JACQUES talk..*

~PORT~
amber: *S* ahh, what you americans call a rambler?

~CHAMELEON~
Jacques: *nods* Something like that. But that's more someone without any just meaning to where they go. I went out to see America. All it's sights. Plus, my parents worked for an airline, so it kind of made sense.

~PORT~
amber: *sounds like an adventurous life you led*
Toshi: *he looks over at you* are you alright, you are very quiet this evening

~SHIFTER~
Jacques: I'm not use to being around people..

~CHAMELEON~
Jacques: **nods** It sure had it's times ~**Leans over as well** Yeah, Come on TOSHI, tell us about yourself.

~SHIFTER~
Amber: *shrugs* I'm afraid there isn't much to tell.. I spent my life at the compound in Portland in a lab.

~CHAMELEON~
Toshi: OOOOoooookaaaaayy. *She clears her throat and tries to ponder on a new subject** Um, so. Toshi. Jacques. What powers did the Unnatch hatch upon you two?

~PORT~
Amber: *he looks over at the bar, spying a good bottle of brandy behind it he 'grasps' it and teleports it to the table* I'm a teleporter...*S* what is yours? ----- Toshi: *he smiles gently* well I would suggest that you try and adapt, there are now twice as many people living here as at any other base

~SHIFTER~
Jacques: *Shrugs* I never saw anyone at the old base.. Except Pole, and a few scientists..

~CHAMELEON~
Jacques: Teleport huh? Sounds like the guy that I came here to take his place. Kinda. *ahem* anyway, here goes. *Eyes blanking, she concentrates. Slowly she almost seems to blur out of sight and melt with the color of the chair and all that's behind it.* The Locals decided to call me Chameleon.

~PORT~
toshi: Mon Dieu! you were kept isolated weren't you? *S* well maybe we will just have to fix that

~SHIFTER~
*Stares as AMBER seems to blur out* your kinda like me.. *nods* Yes.. There was no other choice.. I had to be..

~PORT~
amber: Magnifique! that is a most useful skill, unfortuantley mine has a limited range. toshi: and why is that?

~CHAMELEON~
**Turns back to her normal color* Toshi: Really? How so?

~SHIFTER~
*She reaches out touching AMBER. Her body begins to shudder and in a few minutes AMBER is staring at herself.*

~CHAMELEON~
Toshi: *claps* A shape shifter. Yeah, I think I read about you yesterday. You're right, there's not much on you.

~PORT~
*the light on his wrist unit starts beeping, 'Jaques, we need you in the control room' Tabernac! *and he was so looking to spending time with two charming ladies* Pardonez moi, mais *he shrugs and indicates the watch* I am sorry to depart such lovely company, but I must go *he slides his way out of the booth*

~CHAMELEON~
**Moves her feet to the side so that JACQUES could get by** Later, Jacques. See you around.

~SHIFTER~
*Nodding she slips back to herself.* Yes.. *Smiling up at Jacques* Bye...

~CHAMELEON~
So, TOSHI, that's an interesting name. Where does it come from?

~SHIFTER~
The scientest gave it to me.. It means mirror in Japenese. *smiles* Kind of fits don't you think..

*~CHAMELEON~
Nods* Very. **Peers around the bar, seeing that the two of them are a few of the last in the place* Looks like everyone has there hands full. *looks at her watch* my shift doesn't start for another hour. Funny, get treated like a rookie around here when a lot of newbies use this place for their own beginning.

~PORT~
toshi: That too is a good skill, a valuable one *he teleports two flowers from nearby table to lay in front of both of you* I hope to see both of you again, very soon..Au Revoir belle dames...*he turns and walks away, heading towards the control room*

~SHIFTER~
Amber: *Shrugs* At least you have something to do..

~CHAMELEON~
*picks up the flower and sniffs it* Quite a ladies-man, isn't he. So, what do YOU do around here?

~SHIFTER~
Nothing.. until recently anything organic I touched I became.. The bracelets had just been made when the compound was attacked.

~CHAMELEON~
**whistles** Woah, talk about a house warming gift. It sounded like it was something pretty bad

~SHIFTER~
*Shrugs* I've never known anything else.. I was born with my abilities full blown..

~CHAMELEON~
Mine hit at 18. 2 weeks later, I get shipped off to the Compound. I've been ready for about a year and a half.

~SHIFTER~
Your lucky... You had time to enjoy the world.. From the time I was born I spent it in a sterile environment.

~CHAMELEON~
Hey, think on the bright side. You're out now. Enjoy your life. If you just think negativly, it can only get worse

~SHIFTER~
*nods* yes.. That's what Pole tells me too. *Smiles softly* Then he tries to keep me from doing too much. He is so protective..

~CHAMELEON~
Well, I don't want to dig any deeper quite yet. I think it's time for me to get ready before my shift. It was nice to talk with you TOSHI. I hope we get to do it again soon. *holds out her hand*

~SHIFTER~
*Reaching out she takes Ambers hand.* I enjoyed it Amber.. I hope we can talk again soon too.

~CHAMELEON~
*winks* Likewise. Till then. *she hops out of her seat and exit's the bar*

~SHIFTER~
*Seeing she is the last one she heads back to her room. Smiling at how easy it had been to make a few friends.*