smash_logs | What is love? Baby don't flirt me, don't flirt me no more

Who: Lash and You (OPEN LOG TIME!)
What: Lash tries to flirt like Blacky taught her, and horrible things happen.
Where: All over campus on Wednesday, Thursday and Friday
When: Whenever you want, bby
Warnings: Horrible flirting.
Suggested Music: This song.

Well, she told herself she would do it. Now it was only a question of who would Lash come upon first. Deep breaths, calming voice, being in control. She could do that easily. The hardest part was how the other person would react, and keeping her short fuse in check.

It was a recipe for disaster, that was for certain.

((OOC - Much like an open office log, you tell me what date, time and where your character is. I will have Lash moving all around the school looking for victims and she has three days off from work, so anywhere from 6am to midnight is fine.

Yes, girls can come too.

Both log and action posts are allowed! Go with what you feel like doing, I will reply accordingly. Have fun, enjoy both of our characters making each other uncomfortable.))

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Hawke was well aware of the potential difficulties of the undertaking. But the fact of the matter stood--those were not Orange Star's documents. Lash did not belong to Orange Star as far as he was concerned, and he resented the fact that Nell and Hachi exerted so much control over her. He frowned.

"We don't have to take them. Just copy them or take readable pictures of them."

It was going to be tricky, but he didn't think it would be impossible. "Raiden." He said matter-of-factly. "I'm sure they know of him, but I doubt they're watching him like they're watching me."

"Right," she replied, nodding, still looking at Hawke's near perfect shooting circle. "Copying or taking a picture? My area of expertise. If I know where they are. Orange Star's main barrack is...huge. What we saw during that celebration with them when you where there? Nothing compared to their main base. I hate to say it, but it almost gives the old Black Hole headquarters a run for it's money. Then again, everyone stole technology from each other, so it's half expected, right?"

She pondered about using the school's janitor. "Yeah he's not bad but Sami didn't trust him. And now she's back in Orange Star. Besides, if it gets caught they'd..." She might have suddenly realized she didn't want Raiden's friendship destroyed, or ruin his life. "would capture him and make him talk. Do we want to risk them finding out about the fact we recruited him in?"

All obstacles he'd anticipated and would find a way around them. It was just a matter of outsmarting them. With Jake, Rachel, Max and Andy at the school, there was really only Nell, Hachi and Sami to worry about. At this point, he considered Raiden to be their best bet.

Unless...

"Or we could use Jake."

She really didn't like that either. Raiden wasn't original involved. But tricking the person that had saved them only two years ago? ...well she might have thought it was a good idea. Two years ago. Now she was unconsciously finding the thought uncomfortable. Did they have much of a choice? It was either of them and Jake was so easily gullible...no.

Lash bit her lip before answering. Maybe she could...

"What if...I could copy some of the chip's routine, and make you a proper robot?"

Savior or not, Jake was the most trusting of the Orange Star COs, and therefore their best bet. He wasn't quite sure if Jake would take him to the Orange Star barracks, but if they played their cards right, they could quite possibly use him to reclaim all of their old documents. It was the best option and...

...Lash didn't seem to want to go through with it. Was that...hesitation?

"We could build the robot anyway." He said, rubbing his chin. "But you have to admit Jake is probably our best bet if we want to go through with this."

Lash shrugged. Playing it cool.

"Maybe. But sooner or later, even Jake would find out he's been had. How would we do that anyway? If we even mention Black Hole, they go into a near murderous rage over there. I doubt even I could convince him 'Oh, I just want to look at the documents for old files. when I went to the old headquarters, they had Hachi follow me. Besides, I bet the only three people who really know the location to the computer with the data are Rachel, Nell and Hachi. On the other hand..."

She twirled her gun.

"...I've decoded a lot of the chip's subroutines. It's pretty fascinating, really. Combine that with the technology available from Dr. Robotnik and his own robotic sub patterns, I could easily make us some sort of all-in-one killing and sneaking machine. Technology Orange Star does not have access to. They wouldn't be prepared for it. Not in the least."

Actually that sounded pretty awesome, come to think of it. She had this in the bag!

Maybe. Hopefully.

She just didn't want to involve her friends in this. Not yet.

It boggled him how much Lash was missing the point. It was almost as if she was purposefully missing the point. "Obviously not. Don't tell me you've forgotten how to manipulate. You're smarter than to ask him outright. Ask about your parents. Invent an excuse for him to take you to where they keep the records, distract him, and we get what you need. Rachel, Nell and Hachi trust him. He trusts us. We can use that." Easier said than done, of course. But certainly a more favorable course of action in his mind.

"And if our robot is intercepted they will have access to that technology. But fine. If you want to build the robot, build the robot." He said, unable to mask the petulance in his voice. At this point it just seemed like she was making excuses to not involve other people and that was...disappointing. The Lash of two years ago would not have hesitated. "If it fails, or if Orange Star gets their hands on it, we do it my way."

He was angry with her. It was different than all the other times when he had been angry with her, somehow, and she felt a pain in her chest.

She hadn't expected that, despite everything. Their relationship had changed somewhat during the last year, or at least she thought it had. The firefly festival came to mind. When it suddenly called forth for her to be like the old days, she found herself knocked out. Why hadn't she expected this? She should have...Lash remained quiet as he went on about manipulations, holding back the urge to just storm out. Ironic, considering her activity for the past three days. Unsure why, she remained, her hand grasping the gun tighter as he went on. Her mind was a blur, but a thought kept coming back. They were here for me the year you were gone. She finally found her voice when he finished.

"...Yeah, I hear you loud and clear." Monotone. Lash was stuck between feeling awkward at the whole situation, or just disappointed in herself for not wanting to put others in the line of fire. She used to live for this. The Lash of two years ago would never have had that problem. That was the Lash Hawke expected her to be. It was like two voices in her head screaming to be more like they were. She just wanted to reach a compromise, but had a feeling this was just the beginning of a massive headache. Trying to show a bit more confidence, she added, "With what I've got planned, they'll never be able to capture him. I promise."

So why did she feel so helpless all of a sudden? Hadn't she once told him, confidently, I only do what I want to do?

What did she want right now?

Lash spun her gun before shooting at the paper again. Perfect headshot, right between the eyes. Her ears were ringing from the sound, but the student didn't mind. She'd heard stronger noises from the end of a tank. It gave her other things to concentrate on.

He watched her shoot at the paper once more and though he understood that she was taking out at least some kind of frustration, he didn't show it. Instead, Hawke holstered his own gun and decided it might be best for now to leave her to her thoughts.

Judging by her tone of voice, or lack thereof, however, he could tell that said thoughts were quite turbulent. Yet again, Hawke had to question where her loyalties had drifted after over a year at the school and nearly two with Orange Star.

"Keep me updated." He said, starting to walk back to the teacher's dorms.

She took it as a sign that it meant the chess match was off. Maybe it was better than way. Lash honestly had no idea what to say at that point but nod.

"Yeah." She felt her vision clouding, and a headache coming on. Even her throat felt sore...

No. Not now. She breathed in and bit her lip.

Edited 2009-12-16 06:32 (UTC)

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