#Adrasteia – June 5, 2016

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Yan Sun lowers her gaze to their hands, remaining in silent thought for a moment before letting go of Jessica's hands and retaking her seat by the booth. She looks up at her, hoping she'll join her. "There was nothing for me there anymore. My dad kicked me out when I was eighteen, but I still had Changying. When that... ended..." she seems to hesitate on whether to go into more detail about what happened to the relationship, but (Tyranniac)

decides against it. "...well, then I didn't have anything keeping me there. I love Hong Kong, but... yeah... maybe what you said is true. About home being a 'who', not a 'where'?" She shrugs slightly and adds "If so... I don't have one anymore." before turning her gaze to her drink, taking another sip. (Tyranniac)

Jessica's frown persists, but she plops down at the booth, her own gaze locked on her drink as well. She pulls it closer and takes a quick swig before setting it back down. She begins fiddling with the glass, rotating it in place and sliding it back and forth across the table. A few moments of silence pass before she looks as if she's about to say something, but the door slides open and all that comes out of her is an annoyed sigh. (Dante)

An asari, bottle of wine in hand, steps through the door dressed in the same way as previous employees have been dressed. Lime green legwarmers. Holographic Illumination shirt. Sky blue skirt. In her other hand, she's holding two fancy glasses with the club's name etched into them. "Here you are-..." she begins, but suddenly seems to realize she may be interrupting something based on their obvious moods. She quickly sets down the glasses and (Dante)

wine and opens the bottle for them. "Enjoy!" she offers enthusiastically, giving a quick point to a small call button on the wall beside the booth, "Just give that a press if you need anything else." She makes herself scarce, not wanting to make the situation any more uncomfortable than it already seems to be. (Dante)

Jessica waves the asari off dismissively, looking her way until the door closes. Another frustrated sigh escapes her before she turns back to Yan Sun. "Sorry..." she says, "...I know I-..." she trails off, her frustration deepening, "Is just how I am. I know this. And I warned you, no? I don't do-..." she gestures around arbitrarily with a grunt, "...this! We fuck. We have fun. You go on your way. I go on my way. Is fine. Is easy. (Dante)

But-... family problems and ex-girlfriends and-...." her voice fades and she merely shakes her head. After a moment she gives an apologetic shrug. "I know I can be a fucking bitch. But I don't want you to go, kitty cat. No matter how much I wish I did... I just-..." she continues to stammer her way through her explanation, "...I'm going to try, mmm? I want to know you. Just-... is difficult. Is different..." (Dante)

Yan Sun continues to stare uncomfortably at her drink, her focus only becoming greater as the asari enters. When Jessica starts to speak she sips from the straw, listening in silence, but what she says soon causes her to look to her side, at Jessica's face. She lets go of her drink and leans back a little as she studies her, remaining silent, but a small smile slowly breaks through her uncomfortable expression, and when she goes to (Tyranniac)

speak up a nervous chuckle is all that escapes at first. "I'm-..." she lets out a sigh, her gaze falling a bit. "...honestly? I have no idea what I'm doing... I haven't done much planning ahead since I left Earth. All I know right now is... I like spending time with you. I like getting to know you. A lot." She reaches for Jessica's hand, her gaze still low. "And right now... I'm thinking I don't want easy. I'm thinking..." (Tyranniac)

she squeezes her hand and meets her gaze again. "...I want to see where this goes, hm?" (Tyranniac)

Jessica continues to look uncomfortable as Yan Sun speaks, clearly in uncharted territory at this point. "Mmmm. Good." she says sharply, giving Yan Sun's hand a quick squeeze before pushing it away and bringing her hand up atop the table to cradle her drink. "Is hard work, living like a rich person!" she jokes, trying to lift the mood slightly and escape the awkward corner she's put herself into. "Too much bullshit, not enough (Dante)

drinking. Is no wonder they're all such tight asses, mmm? We should fix this." she says, lifting her glass with both hands and slugging back the rest of her drink, a grimace on her face as she sets the glass back down. She licks at the roof of her mouth, the strength of the drink hitting her hard with such a large gulp. (Dante)

Yan Sun smirks slighty, content to leave things at that for now. She reaches for her drink and slurps up the last of it. She's definitely starting to feel the effects, although the strength is masked by the flavor. "Yes! Is bullshit! Should fix!" she agrees, mimicking Jessica's way of speaking. She furrows her eyebrows. "How?" (Tyranniac)

Jessica reaches out, gripping the bottle of wine by the neck, as if strangling a duck, and pulls it across the table. "Is easy! First, I beat you to death with this bottle for making fun of me. Then? I drink all of this shit to forget how much of an asshole you are, mmm?" she says in a mock cheerful tone as she gives Yan Sun a death stare. After a moment, she adjusts her grip on the bottle, grabbing it from the bottom instead and (Dante)

thrusting the neck towards Yan Sun, pushing it against her lips. "Glug-glug." she encourages, seemingly opting against bothering with glasses or having the slightest idea of how you're supposed to drink wine. (Dante)

Yan Sun snickers as Jessica threatens her, putting a hand up in defense. As the bottle is held out towards her she eyes it skeptically. After a moment she glances at Jessica and then gives a shrug, deciding to just go with it. She grabs the bottle and takes a swig, accidentally spitting some out as she starts laughing as soon as the bottle leaves her lips. (Tyranniac)

Jessica tips the bottom of the bottle up as Yan Sun tries to stop drinking in an attempt to force more into her mouth, but she just ends up spilling a bit on Yan Sun, causing it to run down her chin. Jessica starts laughing as well. "Look! You waste thousand-credit wine!" she complains through her smile, reaching over with her other hand to wipe at Yan Sun's chin with her thumb. "So this is how the game works, mmm? You take a drink. I (Dante)

ask you a question." She brings her thumb to her mouth and licks the spilled wine off of it. "Question number one." she announces all professional-like, "When did you get your whole-..." she waggles her finger at Yan Sun's arm, "...thing done, mmm? How long ago?" (Dante)

Yan Sun lets out a yelp as the wine spills down her cheek, only causing more laughter as she lowers the bottle well out of Jessica's reach this time. The shoots her another skeptical look, briefly considering protesting the rules of this game, but instead she nods as the laughter dies down. "My cyberer-... cybernetics?" she asks, mostly to herself, as she leans back. "I... I've had them for about... four years now? Custom-built by (Tyranniac)

me and some of the other Xiaolong. It hurt soooo bad the first month after surgery... and I didn't want to go home... I knew my parents would be furious. Of course... eventally... eventually I had to. And they were." She holds out her arm in front of herself, studying it with a tilted head. "Worth it though." she muses. (Tyranniac)

Jessica furrows her brow as she listens, her translator not doing much to help her. She frowns at the mention of her parents. "Xiaowhat?" she responds as soon as Yan Sun finishes. As if suddenly remembering the rules of the game, she nudges Yan Sun and points at the bottle. "Drink, mmm? Drink! I have more question! Questions! What is the Xiaothing? Is another-... more girlfriends?" (Dante)

Yan Sun rolls her eyes with a grin, but obliges, taking a long swig from the bottle, completely wasting the fancy wine. Upon lowering the bottle she stifles a giggle and answers. "Xiaolong. It's, uh-..." she furrows her eyebrows as she searches for the words. "'Little Dragons'. That's what we called ourselves. Changying introduced me to the others. Our... our goal... it was to stand up to all the assholes, right? Take them down a (Tyranniac)

peg." (Tyranniac)

Jessica snatches the bottle away, taking a long swig of her own. The look on her face makes it clear that she's not too fond of the taste, but she follows it up with a second swig anyway. "Liiiittle Dragons, mmmm?" she asks with a snicker. "So you are kitty cat and dragon?" She reaches across Yan Sun's lap, patting the opposite side of her hip from the recent tattoo, "Maybe is idea for next one, yes? The cat and the dragon! Sounds (Dante)

like a bedtime story." she chuckles. (Dante)

Yan Sun tilts her head as she watches Jessica drink, a big, goofy smile on her face. She looks down as she is patted, and her eyes go to where the fresh tattoo is as she lifts the top of her pants slightly to get a look at it, although it's mostly hidden under medigel. The glimpse serves only to reinforce her smile as she looks back to Jessica, her gaze going to her right arm. "I could... I can give you. Something new. To replace what you (Tyranniac)

lost." She reaches out to run her hand down the burned skin of her arm, shuffling a bit closer in the process. Her gaze follows along, although it's not entirely steady. "I see it. Something beautiful. Like you. But not ink. Newer." she nods a couple of times, perhaps thinking herself clearer than she is. (Tyranniac)

Jessica blinks a couple of times, her gaze following Yan Sun's hand. She frowns at the sight of her burnt flesh beside Yan Sun's, but resists the urge to pull away and her expression soon softens again. "Maybe-... Maybe wine is too strong for you, kitty cat." she teases, "Because you are not making much sense right now, mmm?" Her gaze drifts back to Yan Sun momentarily but quickly shifts back to her own arm and she gives a shrug. "No. (Dante)

Nothing beautiful here." she says with a shake of her head, rotating her own arm slightly to look it over "...But-... but thank you for saying it." she adds, making a conscious effort not to be so dismissive after their previous argument. She raises the bottle once again, taking a long slug from it and then wiping her mouth with her forearm. "Wine is gross." she says, as if she just decided on it. (Dante)

Yan Sun frowns initially, but Jessica takes another swig of wine and renders her judgement she breaks into laughter again, wrapping both her arms around Jessica's and leaning her head against her shoulder. Her body shudders faintly as she continues to laugh quietly, and only when it comes ot a stop does she let out a sigh and speak. "... why did you order wine, 頑-頑?" (Tyranniac)

Jessica remains still as Yan Sun throws her arms around her. She considers trying to shake her off, but thinks better of it and just gives a short shrug, her movement stifled with Yan Sun clinging to her. With her remaining hand, she holds the bottle up in front of her face as she studies it. "I never had credits like this! Is what rich people do, no?" She takes another swig of the wine, making another disgusted face as she forces the (Dante)

bitter drink down. "And what did I tell you!? I don't like not understanding! What is this that you're calling me? Mmm? And-... and what are you trying to give me? I'm lost." she says. She blinks hard and gives a shake of her head, "At least is strong. Fuuuuck." she adds, bringing the bottle back to her face and sniffing it. (Dante)

Yan Sun seems content to just lean against Jessica, her gaze going to the fake window for the moment. She's amused by her pillow's confusion, snickering quietly. "Omni-tattoo. For your arm." she clarifies, running her fingers up and down the arm still in her grasp. "Maybe...?" (Tyranniac)

Jessica's eye travels from the bottle she's holding to her burned and scarred hand, scanning all the way up to her elbow. "Mmmm? Is good idea but-... Would that work for me?" she asks, "My skin is-... is-..." she searches for the words before merely shrugging and telling it like it is, "....fucked up. Maybe would-... reject it, mmm? I don't know how-... Maybe." she finally agrees with a nod. She bites her lower lip for a few moments (Dante)

longer, continuing to study her arm before looking away and taking another long swig from the wine bottle. (Dante)

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