Igneous Nadir was poking through the jumbled shelves of Arcane salvage
stored in the side of the Infamous' base dedicated to magic when she heard
a small sound. A slight movement, like two pieces of glass rubbing together.
Long practice kept her movements natural as she continued to search through
the shelves. Looking past a strangely warped skull, she reached within
herself and began to call upon the hellfire that smolder there.
Ready as she could be, she suddenly spun and dodged around the shelf, coming
to a stop as she spotted a miserable looking Hexane tucked into a corner. The
kunouichi had her arms wrapped around her legs and was shivering. A steaming
mug of something was sitting on the shelf in arms reach.
"What *are* you doing now?" Igneous asked. Humans could be very strange.
Hexane groaned, and buried her head in her hands. "I'm hiding from Obsolete
and trying to figure out how to apologise to Nogi."
Igneous raised an eyebrow. "More details please."
"I seem to have done something to offend Nogi and I'm trying to avoid
retribution and figure out what it was so I can make amends," Hexane elaborated.
"I wish Mace hadn't vanished, I could have probably gotten it out of him
with out too huge a bribe."
"What has Lady Nogitsune done to you, and what does Obsolete have to do with
it?"
Hexane groaned and took a sip from the mug, grimacing as she did so. "She
didn't do this too me, it's just the flu. Probably spent too much time
in the sewers hunting Vhaz." She set the mug back on the shelf, and Igneous
caught the scent of chicken broth. "Of course it has to be the week that
the boys are at that trade show."
She shook herself and refocused on the imp's question. "What she's been
doing is teaching our friendly and helpful robot some home remedies." Hex
started shivering again. "As soon as I'm better I'm going to go," and here
she ground her teeth and looked even more nauseous, "grovel and then, then
I'm going to hunt down and torture the grocery store clerk that sold Obs
the leeks!"
The devil considered this carefully. She'd been in the mortal world for long
enough that she felt she had a good handle on most human customs and foibles,
but every so often something new came along. "I believe I will regret asking
this but what do vegetables have to do with it?" she asked.
"Nothing! Nothing at all," Hex looked panicked as she scooted farther back
into the corner. "If anyone asks, you haven't seen me since the last meeting!"
Igneous held up her hand and rubbed her fingers together in a trans-universal
gesture. The kunouichi glared at her, then wilted and sighed. "Right, right.
I'll make it worth your while."
Smiling, Igneous nodded, walked out of the storage room, and down the hall
towards the teleporters. Up ahead she saw a strangely moving metal figure in
a nurse's uniform. Her smile twisted into a grin and she raised her hand. "Oh,
Obsolete! I was just looking for you..."
--
50 Things Hexane has learned since joining the Infamous:
--38. PPD webgrenade gunk is impossible to get off the bottom of your boots.
stored in the side of the Infamous' base dedicated to magic when she heard
a small sound. A slight movement, like two pieces of glass rubbing together.
Long practice kept her movements natural as she continued to search through
the shelves. Looking past a strangely warped skull, she reached within
herself and began to call upon the hellfire that smolder there.
Ready as she could be, she suddenly spun and dodged around the shelf, coming
to a stop as she spotted a miserable looking Hexane tucked into a corner. The
kunouichi had her arms wrapped around her legs and was shivering. A steaming
mug of something was sitting on the shelf in arms reach.
"What *are* you doing now?" Igneous asked. Humans could be very strange.
Hexane groaned, and buried her head in her hands. "I'm hiding from Obsolete
and trying to figure out how to apologise to Nogi."
Igneous raised an eyebrow. "More details please."
"I seem to have done something to offend Nogi and I'm trying to avoid
retribution and figure out what it was so I can make amends," Hexane elaborated.
"I wish Mace hadn't vanished, I could have probably gotten it out of him
with out too huge a bribe."
"What has Lady Nogitsune done to you, and what does Obsolete have to do with
it?"
Hexane groaned and took a sip from the mug, grimacing as she did so. "She
didn't do this too me, it's just the flu. Probably spent too much time
in the sewers hunting Vhaz." She set the mug back on the shelf, and Igneous
caught the scent of chicken broth. "Of course it has to be the week that
the boys are at that trade show."
She shook herself and refocused on the imp's question. "What she's been
doing is teaching our friendly and helpful robot some home remedies." Hex
started shivering again. "As soon as I'm better I'm going to go," and here
she ground her teeth and looked even more nauseous, "grovel and then, then
I'm going to hunt down and torture the grocery store clerk that sold Obs
the leeks!"
The devil considered this carefully. She'd been in the mortal world for long
enough that she felt she had a good handle on most human customs and foibles,
but every so often something new came along. "I believe I will regret asking
this but what do vegetables have to do with it?" she asked.
"Nothing! Nothing at all," Hex looked panicked as she scooted farther back
into the corner. "If anyone asks, you haven't seen me since the last meeting!"
Igneous held up her hand and rubbed her fingers together in a trans-universal
gesture. The kunouichi glared at her, then wilted and sighed. "Right, right.
I'll make it worth your while."
Smiling, Igneous nodded, walked out of the storage room, and down the hall
towards the teleporters. Up ahead she saw a strangely moving metal figure in
a nurse's uniform. Her smile twisted into a grin and she raised her hand. "Oh,
Obsolete! I was just looking for you..."
--
50 Things Hexane has learned since joining the Infamous:
--38. PPD webgrenade gunk is impossible to get off the bottom of your boots.