Jan. 4th, 2014 02:26 am
over_under_being: (Sadness)
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Everyone... I remember everything. It's over. We've won.

[Post-mission, Pilhua is destroyed. But so is the Over Being Father. And now there is a blue-ish aura around Texotic. Like a flame, tiny and barely visible at first but growing in time.]

There is something you need to know.
During their "games", Over Being met resistance. Rarely did their play go as smoothly as they hoped for. Their supposed prey fought - fought hard, tooth and nail. As we did just now.
The universe is full of humanity's brethren. Of heroes.

The threat of Over Being is over. What Teootl said is true. Just as Conetzin and Pilhua are creations of Over Being and cannot exist without them, so can Over Being not exist without Teootl.

This includes me. In a few hours, I too will be... gone...

Please do not cry for me. I...

[And she almost did it. Almost said it with composure and a calm face.

But no. Tears start to well in Texotic's eyes as she cries out.]

I will miss you all so much! I... I really wanted to stay with you for longer!

The inevitable )
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"I finally found you, traitor."

Suddenly, White Chalice's screens light up with an image of a giant hulk of a man, all muscle and power.

"That's where you were hiding, Texotic. Humans who listen to this, know who I am. I am Nextic, the strongest Over Being. Millions... no - billions of lesser creatures perished by my hands. You will be next."

"But I am curious. What kind of trickery did you have to pull to defeat three other Over Being? This is a challenge. You can find me at these coordinates. Show me your best. Show me, and then die."

Blip, the transmission is over. But what remains is a series of coordinates given by the last Over Being. Coordinates that point to Corporation territory...


Dec. 23rd, 2013 05:28 am
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[Do you have CR with Texotic? Then she is going to hesitantly approach you, holding a bag full of gifts. Not a Santa-like bag, just a bag. Also her clothes and looks in general are different than before now.]

You give presents during Christmass, don't you? Take this.

... And thank you. For everything.

[All tsundere-like, she hands you a gift! What could it be?]

(Don't worry about describing the gift you receive, that's my part.)
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[personal profile] srwuga_mods
[Finally, White Chalice arrived in Orb. We will be here for a while, so make yourselves comfortable! Fortunately the oceanic country is a peaceful and prosperous one, so you can spend this time in comfort. Not to mention the high class hotel that was booked specifically for us to reside in - covering a lot of ground, with many facilities and easy access to nearby malls, what luxury! There's a giant Christmas tree in the lobby to put everyone in festive mood, and even though the climate is not exactly what you'd call winter-like, Orb mobile suits are flying around the place and showering it with snow a few times every day. Talk about dedication. Or wastefulness.]

[1 - general Christmas thread, mingling encouraged]

[The Christmas party will be a large and opulent one, with delicious food and plenty of important-looking people in fine clothing. Feel free to join in - or experience the holiday on your own pace, especially since there is so many things to do! The whole shebang will last for more than just the Christmas days, so feel free to spread responses around time-wise rather than making everything happen at once.

Enjoy the festivities! Also Kairos Aspida is there, so if you want to talk to particular people, see below.]

[2 - talk to the Leader?]
Read more... )

[3 - talk to the Second in Command?]
Read more... )

[4 - talk to the Jerk?]
Read more... )

[5 - talk to the Troll Information Gathering Specialist?]
Read more... )

[6 - talk to the Grizzled Captain?]
Read more... )

[7 - talk to the Crew?]

[Scattered through the very same mall were the Crew - both pilots and members of the ship itself - of the Bastion of Insolence (Plus one - the Captain of the Brachos Class Cruiser which had been present on the ambush). Whether you encounter them eating, shopping or just otherwise messing around at an arcade or skating rink or something. You'll bump into them. Despite being clad in full uniform they're acting like ordinary people rather being ruthless or cold or cruel or vicious. They interacted with each other with the warmth and ease of camaraderie and friendship - light shoves, noogies, jokes and boasts with grins all around - or in one case just looking grumpily out of place as everyone's all cheery around them.]

[Sub-prompt 7a: Indra Constatious, Wate Nimec, Henrika Abrahamsson]
Read more... )

[Sub-prompt 7b: Ernest Zapatero, Aglaea Glockner]
Read more... )

[Sub-prompt 7c: Rando Tujip, Farron Halsey]
Read more... )

[Sub-prompt 7d: Orbrey Keller, Maura Dyson, Frans Cremona]
Read more... )

[8 - talk to the Wife?]
Read more... )
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[There's a familiar ship back in the hangar, arrived quietly and without fanfare - under the circumstances, it's not good to draw attention to advanced alien technology. And on the comms, one of the passengers -]

Hello, everyone. We're back. With some good news, which I should probably let Lily deliver.

But whatever about our news, I imagine a lot must have happened here while we were away. I'm relieved to see the planet's still in one piece, to be honest...

What have we missed?

[If you're quick on the draw, you might intercept Laura while she's still in the hangar, but the likeliest place to find her is in the mess - she's wasted no time in brewing some tea and getting a taste of home. The look on her face is somewhere between bliss and the verge of tears. It looks like Cosmic Ark had an effect on her, too, as she's still wearing what looks like an Angel Force-style outfit - though without the bulky metal armour, except for a small headpiece.]


Dec. 12th, 2013 01:03 am
over_under_being: (Focus)
[personal profile] over_under_being
[After all the shit we've been through recently, White Chalice needs to resupply. This includes personalized requests from the crew. Look, a mechanic wearing coveralls and a bandana on her head is approaching you to talk right now.]

There is a human settlement down below. Do you need anything from it?

[Hey, it's actually Texotic. She carries a tablet to serve as shopping list, the kind that comes with big friendly icons and can record voice messages and play them back at you. She learnt how to use this at least.]

[On the surface.]

Where do I go first...?
This is going to be complicated...

[Ahem. This is not exactly rocket science, the market is RIGHT THERE.]
paladin_robot: (Shocked)
[personal profile] paladin_robot
[Maybe you were there. Maybe you heard the comms chatter. Maybe, you caught glimpse of the great white giant paladin, standing in the hangar bay once more.

Whatever it is, there stands that familiar face, if a bit differently dressed than last you'd have seen him. He's wearing an old yet somewhat elaborate robe, and slung over his shoulder is a bag that seems to carry a large book. He seems to spot you as well, and he turns...]

Uh... hi.

[Richard Chevalier is back on White Chalice.]


Nov. 17th, 2013 05:58 pm
over_under_being: (Satisfaction)
[personal profile] over_under_being
[During Sanc Kingdom's defense, everyone fought and defeated two Over Being. Once again Texotic was the one to deal the killing blow on both (because that's the only way to kill them for real rather than just make them return home, remember), including literally choking the life out of one of them.

What kind of trauma and denial will the alien project this time?]

Celtic and Tlapalli are dead. I think that leaves only one Over Being left on Earth - other than me. Memories that Coztic left me tell me that Nextic is the strongest one, the last games' victor.

But if we work together, we can destroy Nextic too, I'm sure. When I, I mean we do that, well...

Earth is still threatened by so many, Over Being almost seem insignificant. I don't want those other threats to succeed either.

I want to be humanity's defender. A hero.


Nov. 5th, 2013 01:51 am
over_under_being: (Frustration)
[personal profile] over_under_being
[White Chalice passed several settlements and other places with people recently, such as Nino Island, right? Sounds like an opportunity for Texotic to remove her debt by working part time.

And look, she was really trying this time. No giving up before even trying it out. But, well... people who needed a nurse or a store clerk soon enough saw her misplace everything or trip and drop ALL THE THINGS, and whomever needed a cook had the misfortune of experiencing terrible, terrible things done to the kitchen.

So needless to say, whatever job the alien tried out, she didn't keep it for long. Now Texotic is tired and despirited, sitting on the regenerating Pilhua and doing not much at all.]


Humanity is hard.

[General question to everyone on board!]
What will you do when this is over? If you survive, defeat all enemies and don't die.

I cannot go anywhere. My own race cast me out as a traitor, for sins committed against its most sacred law. But I don't think that's the case for everyone else.


Oct. 30th, 2013 09:52 am
over_under_being: (Sadness)
[personal profile] over_under_being
[Following the fight with Anticross, a certain alien is not leaving her cockpit-equivalent.

But don't worry, not before long the crystal forehead opens and Texotic plops to the ground. A miserable-looking Texotic.]

I... never felt more powerless in my life. It's as if whatever I could do didn't matter.

How am I supposed to destroy threats to Earth, feeling like this? Hope in others to do it for me?

[And hope she did feel in the big finale, but still...]

Hope, despair, all human emotions are too strong. I didn't ask for this.
paladin_robot: (Shocked)
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[Richard is standing before the White Chalice's wall of remembrance, having just finished the task of adding one more name to the list.]


[He clenches his fist, before punching the opposite wall - not wishing to damage the monument after all.]


[His head is hunched low, and he takes in small breathes that break up the swelling emotions both inside him, and upon his face. You can already hear small drips hit the floor.]


[Later he can be found in Raynor's dorm, looking over all the stuff the man left behind. Music and books everywhere... and Richard adds one back to the pile. A fantasy novel he had borrowed some time ago.]

What do we do about all this stuff...?
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I am in agreement with the plan of attack against the Falcons. There is one drawback, however: when we attack that way, they will no longer be bound by Zelbriggen, the system of dueling generally practiced among the Clans. Thus we can expect them to freely use 'dishonorable' tactics, such as concentrated fire and physical attacks with mechs. Do not expect we will be able to limit the battle's extent by calling their commanders to a Circle Of Equals, as we have before.

If I may ask a favor: please do not say my bloodname if you speak with the Falcons.


The Goliath Scorpion mechs and elemental armor are being repainted. The black and gold of their Beta Galaxy is being replaced with the tan and stylized dire wolf's head of Clan Wolf's Alpha Galaxy.

Naturally the Scorpions are looking uncomfortable. Not necessarily because they dislike deceiving the Falcons, but because it's the Wolf colors they'll be masquerading in. Like most of their Clan, the Heartvenom Cluster looks up to the Wolves with all the starry eyed admiration of a schoolgirl hoping sempai will notice her. Some of them might even be...Yes, a few of these genetically engineered super soldiers are blushing.

This seems to amuse Nikolai.
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[personal profile] saikyocivrobo
[Locked to Texotic only, but characters with CR are free to jump in at awkward/hilarious moments.]

Hey. Remember my offer? From all times and places, this seems like it's the best one. So...

Want to go out and watch a movie?
over_under_being: (Default)
[personal profile] over_under_being
[Looks like someone went off recklessly on her own, got captured by evil cultists, and needed to be rescued.]


I want to apologize.
I am sorry for not trusting you enough. I thought... dealing with Camopaltic is something I must have done on my own.

I was wrong.

[Texotic is obviously very embarassed to admit this.]

Camopaltic... I know you were evil.

[Some time later, it's time for reflection. Reflection about words a fellow Over Being shared with Texotic, and that have sown the seeds of doubt in her mind.]

You deserved to die. But...
Some humans are good, others are evil. Can there be good Over Being other than me? How can I be sure they are all wicked?

Only Coztic's memories tell me that's what it is.
But are they really all true? I don't know...

How can I be sure what is the truth and what is a lie told to me by others?


Sep. 5th, 2013 04:58 pm
over_under_being: (Anger!)
[personal profile] over_under_being
Look! Look at this!

[Whatever you were doing, Texotic suddenly bursts into the room and turns a screen on. It seems she learnt to do this, at least.

The monitor shows a commercial broadcast sent over a publically available line - something usually reserved for advertisements and similar foolishness.]

"Apocalypse is upon us! The end of world is nigh! Every day brings portents of humanity's doom."

"Only the chosen few will be saved. Those chosen by the Friend, whose messengers spread love and kindness to everyone! What does it take to be chosen by the Friend? You only have to accept him - be a friend of the Friend, and the Friend will be your friend!"

[The message is full of obvious cultist drivel that only desperate people could fall for. But then it shows the face of the cult's leader, the so called Friend - a young boy with bright eyes and a friendly smile.]

This is Camopaltic, one of the Over Being! I am sure of it!

[Locked to NPCs.]

I'm sorry. It's something I have to do all by myself.

[Texotic left White Chalice without letting anyone know. She knew where to go - the shuttle takes her straight to the cultists' compound. Now she stands in front of the gates, her perfect disguise (hat and dress from before, as well as sunglasses) assembled. What could go wrong?]
over_under_being: (Scepticism)
[personal profile] over_under_being
[Texotic needs money to repay her debt to Lily. Time for a hilarious job searching montage!

She stands in front of someplace on-board that requires work and is willing to pay for it. It could be anything - maybe the kitchens, maybe the hangar. Maybe even Herb's bar.]



[She departs without even trying. So much for the montage.]

Urgh! It was a mistake to even try to act like a human!

[Her efforts unsuccessful, the alien kicks her feet around angrily.]

I need to just focus on other Over Being and be done with it.
But how will I find them if I cannot even...
[Looks like someone is having an episode of frustration. Feel free to comment.]

[Texotic's fruitless wanderings finally bring her to a peculiar location.]

What... is this?

[She cannot read the letters, but it's obvious this is place is important. Her fingers move up and down the wall, names written on it - Ryo Masaoka, Frank Symes, and many others. It is the White Chalice's wall of rememberance.]
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[If you arrive at the hangar, you'll find standing there are the remains of a large, purple robot, roughly put in place to stand up, though it clearly slouches against the wall, as if it were dead.

Before it stands Richard, staring up with curious eyes at the machine, scrunching up his brow slightly.]

Now how am I meant to get rid of you, Kygunei...?
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[personal profile] chozo_girl
(This was supposed to be posted like two weeks ago, but severe ear infections take the wind right out of one's posting sails. Sorry for the delay)

[It's a nice day today in the White Chalice's hangar. The technicians work dutifully to fix the damages sustained in the latest mission, the sun shines, the birds sing, and a robot monkey happily surveys everything. It's such a peaceful day, so welcome after the latest few days the Chalice has had...

...and suddenly the air rips with a loud buzzing noise and out comes Rushbird flying like crazy! It lands with a long skid, taking the full length of the hangar to fully come to a stop - technicians might want to dive out of the way! And all the while it seems to be stubornly and carefully holding something in its hands...

What it is is revealed soon, though, as the mech's hands open, and in it there is... Samus and Devon, apparently, both in armor and standing upright. Both them and the mech look rather scratched, as if they came from a rather pitched battle. In fact, Samus looks rather more than scratched, she's clearly taken a fair amount of damage - and perhaps more surprisingly, she actually falls to her knees in exhaustion, laying knelt on Rushbird's hand as if to regain her breath.

What probably calls most attention, though, is the thing that they are holding. A sickly-looking, bulbous, shining blue porous thing, roughly the size of a night stand with long (and right now, ripped off) tendrils sprouting out of it, that seems to crackle with energy. It kind of reminds of some kind of gross, fishy organ, only bigger.

Still, that does explain where the hell Samus and Ichitaka have been these last days. ...or actually, no it doesn't.

Ask where the hell did these people even come from?]

[OOC: This thread is both for the assault team to talk about the little side mission they just had and fulfill its primary objective, and also for everyone else to go what the hell, so fell free to butt in and react! A second prompt will probably be added after a bit]

ADDED Prompt 2 - The next day (Arboretum)

[Chronologically this goes after the ongoing thread has ended]

[If you walk past the arboretum, it's very hard to fail to notice that, while Samus seems to be back in her usual camping post, she's now accompanied by a large, bulbous thing a couple meters away from her. It looks... entirely too much like an egg from Aliens, really. And it's clearly alive, though sessile.

Despite the grotesque accoutrement, however, Samus looks perfectly peaceful as she sits under the tree like she used to do. More than she's looked in months, actually.

Still, the contrast is rather striking. The chozo warrior, all but projecting absolute control and calm... and an ugly pulsating bulby thing that is, quite honestly, really fucking creepy.

Approach, ask, and/or try to kill with fire?]
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Ever since the defeat of the Shadow Knights and Professor Tesla, Yuu's been oddly silent. Thinking. Musing. Replaying a certain event in his head, over and over.

------cut scene-----
An origin...a memory...a backstory episode. )
--------------cut scene--------------

"....Oishi...my beloved...why...?"

[Yuu'll be open to questions post mission, as he hops down from the X-Buster's cockpit. Now would be a good time to ask.]


[And once again, Yuu's managed to sneak into kitchen duty. He's fervently making bowl after bowl of ramen, tasting each mixture once, then tossing it. It looks as if he's gone through a number of bowls and utensils, his frantic pace overwhelming the stress limits of metal pots and stirring wisks, as well as chopping knives and serving bowls. He can be heard muttering to himself.]

No...no...no! This is nothing like hers...like ours....

link_to_revival: (R)
[personal profile] link_to_revival
[Loss.  It's been something that's hit the Chalice quite a bit in recent battles, and losing Chips was a pretty hefty blow for R.  And what's more, there's the reports Cora got about the weapons of terror used and then everything that came after it.  And Typhon's words are still fresh on its mind.]

He was wrong.  The other Retroactive Existence, Typhon.  He (and it feels uncomfortable using gendered pronouns for another RE unit like myself) talked about how acts of cruelty were the measure of how close he could be to a human... but you find violence, even pointless violence, in countless animals.

I don't want him to be right, and if he is, I'll more than gladly be wrong.

[There's a brief pause.  Even AIs gotta think.]

No.  More than that, I'll be superior to his definition.  Chips, Dozer Felicita... and going back further there's countless more who were on this ship and died because they thought the world was worth it.  I can't help but feel sentimental and inspired in spite of the shock.

At least that's how I'm coping with it.

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[personal profile] armored_fruit

Isaac has been dressing in darker colors these past few days, in mourning for the deaths of his comrades, Dozer and Chips.

As you walk by the cafeteria, you notice him sitting at a table, writing something in elegant cursive on some sheets of paper with a fountain pen.

Take a closer look?


He's managed to get his sword back from Richard, and is in the garden area, practicing forms, over and over again. They're mainly brutal chops and log-splitting slashes, moves designed to win battles in the first few seconds. His body is quivering with exhaustion.


For some reason, he's dressed in brighter clothes this particular day, with only a black arm-band around his sleeve. You notice him heading to the computer room and reserving a comm booth for himself.

If you decide to get sneaky, you can peak in and see him talking to an old, matriarchal figure, dressed in a high-necked blouse. You hear scattered words from Isaac's conversation: "Betrothal", "land deeds", "finances", "Lord Althelstane", "court appeals", "hand in..." and other such things. You see Isaac's expression grow more and more brittle.


Isaac finally exits the booth. He trembles, and then lashes out with a cry of rage, shattering a nearby glass panel into tiny fragments with a clenched fist.


Level 14

Aug. 4th, 2013 06:39 pm
whats_a_paladin: (emo git)
[personal profile] whats_a_paladin
[Strange sounds can be heard in parts of White Chalice. Following them reveals Raynor, sitting behind a (borrowed) electronic keyboard, and practicing music... If it can be called that. He's trying to play Amazing Grace, but is a complete amateur about it... Or rather, amateur would be a big step up. At best the music is awkward and stiffled, with half of the notes missing or wrong, at worst it's a horrible, ear-rending cacophony. And he seems to be completely aware of that.]

Damnit... Is it because of my robotic arm? No, I wasn't any good at it before either...

I must try to honor their memory! Again!

[Horrible sounds from the tortured instrument continue.]
azure_savior: (Not a happy camper)
[personal profile] azure_savior
[And you know what?  After the bullshit at Side-1 between the A-LAWS and Neo Zeon, Josh is looking almost as angry as he is when faced with bullshit regarding his father.]

After all this time and they finally show their hand.  Please, remind me here... I know for a while we had common interests but Char certainly shat the bed more than any of us would've liked.  So...

What good has Zeon ever done for the Earth Sphere?
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[personal profile] hobo_lantern
*You see an announcement posted in front of Herb's Clubroom*

"Open for Public.

This Friday is Gentlemen Adventurer's Club's Boardgame Night! We'll be playing Castles and Cockatrices 13.5th edition game mastered by yours truly, the president. Bring a sixth level character that you're not attached too much!

Feel free to take a copy of a character sheet inside and a rulebook copy in case you need to refresh your memory about the rules!"

*Of course you know that Castles and Cockatrices is a popular fantasy pen-and-paper rpg.  The way this game still exists now in the age of virtual reality and giant robot shows how ubiquitous and popular the game is. If you read the rulebook, it's simple enough, with standard fantasy classes and races and all that jazz.*

1. Discuss about his plan?

2.The game night. It's a mingle thread. Feel free to join anytime, comment about the game, introduce your fantasy characters, and talk both uh... in character and out of character.... with your character...

Feel free to jump into the thread and comment at any time. Or act even if your fantasy character haven't been introduced.


Jul. 5th, 2013 06:05 pm
over_under_being: (Un-Amusement)
[personal profile] over_under_being
[Careless people who don't lock their rooms, beware! Upon return, you may find your food eaten - or worse, your bed occupied by a sleeping person! The perp is still here, taking a nap for the latter, standing around and doing nothing for the former.]

[There is only so much invasion of other peoples' privacy that Texotic can do while waiting for other Over Being to somehow pop on the radar. So even though there were quite dramatic events happening not too long ago, for the time being she seems to be occupied with...]

I'm bored.

[Just wasting time, really. What a show of sloth, especially when others are so busy with one thing or another!]

Level 12

Jul. 1st, 2013 08:38 pm
whats_a_paladin: (emo git)
[personal profile] whats_a_paladin
[Raynor finally wakes up in the infirmary after the confrontation at the graveyard - one that he didn't escape unscathed. All that's left of his right arm is a bandaged stump, the limb destroyed by the Shadow Champion's blade. And there's psychological damage on top of that; all the Shadow Knights were previous Paragons, turned into monsters after they failed to master all eight Virtues. And the same fate will befall him soon if he does nothing about it.]

The Tome of Wisdom... What kind of twisted soul would create such a device...

[Raynor clutches the book tighter to his chest with his only remaining arm. He lived by its principles, unaware of the more sinister truth behind it... A tear squeezes its way out of his eye.]

I made a horrible mistake. I can't stay in this bed... I need to help them. I need to help myself...!

But I can't even pilot the Paragon with just one arm...


Jun. 17th, 2013 02:54 am
over_under_being: (Thought)
[personal profile] over_under_being
White Chalice.
I have decided to help you. I need to track and slay all other Over Being, before they ravage your planet. But in the meantime... there are many more threats to Earth, and to your ship. I will help you any way I can to deal with them.

Just as Coztic did.
[Texotic addresses everyone in a broadcast. For some reason, the outfit she has on is a maid uniform, frilly headpiece included.]

[In the hangar, Texotic is looking up at her Pilhua. The 30 meter tall winged giant stands stoically, pretending to be an immovable statue of rock, metal and blue crystal.]

You have regenerated so well already. Good - time to put you to use.

If I could only remember...

[And yes, that maid uniform? She still has it on.]
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[personal profile] fatbotz
Oi, Oi, OI! That's not how my Borot is meant to look!

[For those who haven't already met him - of which should be quite the vast majority - there's a strange guy standing in the hangar right now. He seems dressed like some of high school student, but has a hard hat on and is yelling at engineers as... a pink dome is lowered onto a portly robot's body? Doesn't look too great either...]

You've got the head facing backwards! And don't tell me you can't tell, it has thumbs!

[He's also being rather loud. Dare to approach?]


Jun. 6th, 2013 03:50 am
over_under_being: (Sadness)
[personal profile] over_under_being
[Coztic is no longer with us, but his mission was in the end successful. The love of his life and the one who eventually took that life away from him, Texotic, is on board. Currently she's in a holding cell, just to make sure she's by her senses and no longer a raging beast when she wakes up.

And she just woke up.]

Wh... who? Coztic? Who is Coztic? Where is he?

[The rather... lightly clad young woman raises a hand to her eyes. And finds it wet with tears that just flow out all on their own.]

What is going on?

Let me out!
[Some time later, she is not happy about still being in the holding cell, to say the least.]

I must get out of this... place! Get out and enter Texotic Pilhua!
[She tries to bend the bars open, which obviously fails because well - normal human body.]
Do you want me to die?

[Okay, she eventually did get out. Or was let out, to be precise. Texotic is now walking around White Chalice aimlessly, like a drunk in a haze. She doesn't seem to be quite there, but at least she's not aggressive. Approach if you dare.]