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  1. Eira crossed her arms and glared silently at Astrid for a moment - then blinked a few times as her whole expression seemed to change. "Oh-oh, how thoughtless of me!" Her face colored as she put her hand to her mouth. "Oh, I am stupid," she said, sounding appalled. "From the other dimension, as with Magni Thorson." She looked thoroughly crushed, a far cry from the bored contempt she'd been projecting earlier. "I should have looked harder! Sitta med skägget i brevlådan!" She backed away from Astrid, and for a moment it looked as if she was ready to bolt from the conversation entirely.
  2. Doktor'd Angelic: Change Benefit (Wealth) to Benefit (Fame) Give her the Complication: "Little Niece": Eira grew up in the shadow of the superheroic community - and now everybody knows her! Scientists and engineers recognize Miss Americana and Dragonfly's perky little assistant, hobgoblins and frost giants recognize Kimber Storm's little niece with all the questions, Praetorians and Lor recognize Citizen's little sister with the big smile (my how you've changed, etc), and so on, and so on, and so on. It has its advantages but it also means that everyone's watching - or it feels that way, anyway!
  3. "Have you met Miss Grue? She never mentioned knowing another Grue at Claremont." Eira frowned for a moment or two as she looked at Davyd, but then shrugged. "You will not be judged here, but you are right to keep it secret. Even in space, they are still fearful even of free Grue." "I speak the most common dialects of the Lor Republic," replied Eira, "as well as the galactic trade language used in the Khanate and Grue Unity. It is unlikely a species could get as far as Earth without learning enough of those languages to communicate. I am also capable of interfacing with any machine complex enough to manage a stardrive." Her gaze saccaded from Abby to the rest of the room, and then she fixed her gaze on Mia and said with a breezy smile "But maybe they like animal urine - who can say?"
  4. Eira nodded, looking satisfied as well. "It is acceptable. And less likely to sicken our classmates." She smiled at Elizabeth, looking pleased to have met a new friend. "I will see you at six." Bopping her head to an invisible beat, she began packing things up. - Eira turned out to be Lulu's new roommate, a spot with which Elizabeth was at least a little familiar. Lulu didn't seem to be home when she knocked on the door, though, not from the vibrations she felt through the wood when she knocked. After a moment, the door flew open and Eira greeted her with a secret smile. "Come in, come in!" Eira was wearing her round-eyed frameless shades again, a brown leather apron wrapped around her midsection that gave her a vaguely steampunk air - if you didn't mind the blue hair she'd wrapped up in a ponytail. It was easy to tell which side of the room was Eira's; it was the one that looked distinctly cast in silver and gold, as if the walls, floor, and scanty furniture had been infiltrated by thin strips of metal. "Lulu is away with her boyfriend. Come on, I made this today." What she had made, resting on a desk that looked more like a lab table than anything else, looked a bit like a black quarter, albeit thin and sticky to the touch on one side, and run through with the same metals as Eira's side of the room. "Get it set how you want," Eira said, "and I'll turn on the signal."
  5. Go ahead and roll Stealth, @Grumblefloof
  6. "That information is in the public school record," Eira told her seriously when pressed about the coins. "It was not difficult to find." When Astrid turned the conversation to her, she gave the other girl a flat stare. "Something, yes." An unblinking look, and then "My group will be fine without me. Come?" She led the way outside, heading out away from the common room and out onto the quad, away from prying eyes and ears. Once there, she said quietly, "That may work with Americans, but we are both Nordic and I am a Katastroff. If Thor had returned, or even made regular visits, I would have heard about it." She said the last with steel-hard certainty in her voice. "I don't care what your origins are, but you should tell me the truth. I am not stupid."
  7. Eira focused her attention on Astrid, her big blue eyes briefly unfocusing - and when she concentrated again, she seemed to be annoyed by something. Her Swedish was decidedly posh - the sort Astrid might have expected to hear from somebody attending an elite boarding school. It didn't exactly match the outfit, anyway. "Eira Katastroff Natt och Dag," she said automatically, her face lighting up a little at the sight of someone else speaking her language. "Yes, it is nonsense," she agreed. "Everyone not from their country is from some sort of theme park. Every Nordic person must have Viking blood, every Asian must be a martial artist, and so on.." She looked Astrid up and down, eyes unfocusing again, and then an eyebrow raised as she asked bluntly. "You don't mind them thinking it, though, do you? Where did your family get the gold to pay for your admission?"
  8. Ash shot a glance at Micah, who for the moment still seemed occupied by the movie, or maybe by the way Judy was running her fingers through Leroy's hair, and who would have no reason to know why Mia was apologizing to her. "That's...fine," she said after a moment. "You were mad, you had a right to be mad." She looked Mia in the eye and said in a soft whisper, "Don't feel like you have to apologize when somebody hurts you and you feel bad about it, okay?" She put her hand on the girl's shoulder and said, "But thank. I'm glad you're okay."
  9. Just you now, @Grumblefloof
  10. Eira looked at Abby, blinking in what looked like surprise. "Oh! Abigail. I am sorry," she said apologetically, a smile crossing her typically dour expression. "Kimber described you to me but I didn't make the connection. Yes, this is my new body," she added with a glance down at herself. "I am going to take it to the castle this weekend. " She looked at where the three flames crown burned on the witch-girl's head and asked cautiously, "So do they know..?" She caught herself before she could finish, looking from Abby to the rest of the group with a slight color in her cheeks.
  11. Sensitive to her boyfriend's needs, Judy put her hands on the back of Leroy's neck and began firmly massaging it, squeezing at the places where she knew tension built up. Her hands were very warm, she knew, and Leroy usually liked that about her. "Oh Ah don't know," she said easily, "some of the stories from Greek and Roman legend are based on the truth, so they were sort of like heroes. And you've got the Apostles and the first evangelists, doing justice by dark to save a world that feared and hated them. That's kind of like being a superhero." She smiled at Leroy, her eyes shining in the dark like a cat's. Her arms folded where she leaned against a pillar, Ashley shot a questioning look down at Mia.
  12. January 2020 History Study Group "This text is nonsense," said Eira flatly, setting down their European history book and looking at the other students she'd been assigned to work with bored contempt reflected in her wide blue eyes. "Two thousand years of Scandanavian history and they are obsessed with three hundred years of Vikings. Dum," she pronounced in Swedish with authority. "If you actually want to learn about Nordic history, you should do your own research."
  13. Eventually the machine was done and had processed its first batch of nut milk - a vanilla flavor of a few ounces that their teacher approved and that Eira nodded as she ate, looking to Elizabeth for her approval. "If you come to my room tonight," she whispered once she'd tried the ice cream, "I can give you the receiver." She pulled back her blue hair to point to a spot on her skull behind her pierced ears. "If I put it there, you will be able to hear the music - but no one else."
  14. "Yes, the Danger heirs. I am familiar with them." Eira turned away from her work and fixed her gaze on Lulu. "What is there to do here?" she asked. "That is not sitting in ridiculous classes."
  15. Eira's eyes briefly unfocused before she zeroed them in on Davyd again, this time looking him in the eye. "Aerial reconnaissance during the initial phase. Evacuation coordination in the second. Engagement during the third." She looked down and studied her green-painted nails, adding, "Who else can fly?"
  16. Eira smiled sourly and popped her neck, the movement reactivating her exterior disguise. It was a bit like watching a sand table being constructed all at once, the way her metallic exterior shifted at the surface, first turning the color of her skin and hair, then extending outward to fill the clothing she'd been wearing that had hung so loosely on her robotic body. "...all right then." She shot a look at Mia, her eyes blue again, that suggested their particular difference wasn't over, before she said, "Who leads the team?"
  17. "I have a bachelor's degree in computer science from the University of Stockholm. I graduated last year," said Eira cooly, without turning her head from the silvered screen where it looked like she was staring blankly. She hesitated, then spoke in a softer tone. "I have not decided yet where I want my career to go, but I plan to work in cybernetics like Miss Americana." She paused again, then said softly, "You probably wanted a normal high school girl to be in your room this year. I am sorry about this."
  18. Computers DC 30 (DC 20 with access to Archetech records): Eira is not simply a full-body cyborg or an AI - she represents one of the first known examples of a full-on human mind placed into a robot body. Gather Info DC 10 (for Claremont characters): Eira is that cyborg? robot? with the attitude problem. Wicked smart, though! DC 25 (DC 15 for Scandanavian characters): The robotic heroine Angelik has been active on and off for the last year and a half or so across Europe. She doesn't seem to actually have angel powers - but who's asking. DC 25 (DC 15 for Scandanavian characters): The Katastroff family is brilliant but cursed - with what seems to be a hereditary tendency to madness. And mad science! DC 25 (DC 15 for Scandanavian characters): Eira Katastroff is the daughter of a very old Swedish noble family. She is widely known to have recovered from chronic illness as a child, and speaks often at events on behalf of cybernetic life. Knowledge (Cosmology) DC 30: Angelic has been known to operate in Lor space - at least on CoVic Station and points immediately around it. Knowledge (Physical Sciences) DC 25 (DC 20 with access to Freedom League records): those spikes that Angelic uses for digital interface are computronium - the super-complex matter used by, among other things, the Communion. Medicine DC 30 (DC 20 with access to Archetech records): Eira is not simply a full-body cyborg or an AI - she represents one of the first known examples of a full-on human mind placed into a robot body.
  19. Her blue eyes wide, Eira stared unblinkingly at Mia as Leroy and Davyd spoke, finally turning to address not his patriotic face but his fingers. "Don't you know, it's not polite to point?" she asked sharply. She looked from one face to the other among her squad, running her left thumb along a scar at the top of her right knuckles. "The last time I told someone what I wanted, they sent me here to learn how to be normal.'" she said acidly, spitting out the last few words like so much venom, "But if I was a normal girl, I would not be here." With that, she began a remarkable metamorphosis of her own. First her skin seemed to compact, collapsing against her body and turning a distinct shade of silver. Then her hair, eyebrows, and eyelashes seemed to dissolve to dust, just before her clothes did the same. As her blue eyes shifted from blue to a brilliant, featureless white, the robotic teenager folded her jointed fingers before her and watched the others, their faces reflected in her smooth, silvery skin.
  20. Surprise to Dalekos! Okay, it's initiative time for those of us on the roof! Dok, take an HP. Go ahead and post - people inside the temple, you can't really hear what's going on thanks to the noise inside and the temple's thick, sound-proof walls (Deep Ones hear so well they have to build it that way!) but you can roll DC 25 to tell there's a ruckus out there.
  21. "Wait, not yet!" Galena was turning to shout at Dalekos. "We haven't finished-" The submarine erupted in a wash of chromatic energy, a flash of light that covered the whole scene atop the temple and flashed down into the valley. Abruptly, the light faded as quickly as it had come, dying the water it had touched an unwholesome, choking brown. Protected by the filters on her suit, Sea Devil could taste the foul stuff but no more - but she could hear gagging and writhing down at the foot of the temple steps among the crowd of thousands of her people. "Naia!" she bellowed, turning and zipping down the temple steps, the thrumming of her suit's engines the only sound of her movement as she disappeared into the choking, blinding cloud below. Up above, Dalekos contemptously waved Galena off. "Go down and save them if you care so much," he said as the foul-tasting brown cloud washed over the temple roof, sending the Harbinger's Deep One attendants writhing as they clutched and gagged at their gills. "The toxin will not harm Atlanteans, or Surfacers," he said with a nod to Artificer, "only those who-" "Then it seems you have made a _mistake_, imposter!" said Theodora, her robe now drifting away as she and the Harbringer faced down the Atlantean war party. "For I am still Atlantean - and I will have my _revenge_ for your crimes! Ia! Ia! In the Unspeakable Name!"
  22. She paused her bopping for a barely perceptible moment, her head cocked as if she'd heard a sound Elizabeth hadn't. She then admitted, "I have never heard that before, but it's not bad. Peppy." She grinned as she got back to work. "I like metal. Mostly Swedish sludge metal like Agrimonia. The old stuff jams but it is just, you know, lots of greasy old men now, not really interesting." She was bopping again as she worked, then said, "You know, we are not supposed to have ear buds, but I _could_ make you something that would let you listen whenever you wanted..." There was a brief pause in this part of the conversation as both the teacher passed by _and_ as Eira actually finished assembling the machine; they were able to resume once the instructor had left and once they'd filled it with what it needed to make their test batch.
  23. "How do you know they don't taste like the downfall of civilization?" smirked Eira. She was dancing as she worked, bopping her head to the beat of music that Elizabeth couldn't hear. "We have many possibilities," she said, "I could add liquid nitrogen to the mix, I could introduce selective chemicals to give it variable flavors, I could install magnetic flight so as to have ice cream on the go..." She grinned. "Go beyond just the kid stuff they told us. What kind of music do you like?"
  24. "Hm." was Eira's response as she pushed her glasses back up on her face. "The machine in ten minutes, the test batch in five," she said. Click-click-click, her fingers worked over the machine, putting together something that she didn't take the time to explain to Elizabeth - whose only real job was making sure the sugar, almond milk, and other ingredients would be inside the bags they were going to distribute for the actual presentation the next day. She didn't seem to actually have superhuman speed, but the design for the machine was certainly coming together faster than any normal person could do. "If there are surprises, would you be troubled?"
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