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Shiro Academy; New Term, Old Problems...
Topic Started: Jun 20 2011, 05:09:39 PM (6,761 Views)
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As Nee'la rushed down the stairs to see where the paramedics were, Sah'mahn'th groaned and clutched her head.

"Can...can someone...tell...tell me what is going on? Where am...am I?"
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Lena wondered what to do. She then whispered to Luh'ciia, "What should we tell her?"
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"Yiisu Ikolostre. Physics major from Vekaiyu."

His eyes didn't leave the three Dannistrians as he tried to make sense of the situation. "Is she possessed?" he thought. "But the one brings up an interesting concept of dissociative personaility disorder. Clearly one of them know more than they're letting on. The other one... not so much, but they could be hiding something. I need to find out more about this... ability, and once I do, find a way to harvest it."

Standing from where he was, he took two steps then stopped. "Is there anything I can do to help?"

"But it doesn't seem like this is a common occurrence for the person, unless that's a cover. Perhaps it's regional or, more specific, some kind of energy associated with this place? I should investigate, stat."
"Your uniform doesn't seem to fit. You're much too alive in it."

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Luh'ciia took off the beret she was wearing, scratched one of the cat ears on top of her head and put the beret back on.
"To be honest...I don't know..." she whispered back to Lena, "The truth?..."

Sah'mahn'th tried to sit up but a wave of dizziness hit her and made her almost fall over, prompting Luh'ciia and Lena to grab her and set her back down on the sofa.
"Oh no you don't!" Luh'ciia exclaimed, "You better stay there. We don't want you hurting yourself again."
As Sah'mahn'th laid back down on the sofa, Luh'ciia shrugged at Yilsu.
"You got into a fight and got hurt," she said to Sah'mahn'th, "We're getting an ambulance to help. Try not to move too much."
"Urgh...wha...??" Sah'mahn'th mumbled. Before she could say more, Nee'la returned with a couple of paramedics.
"Here she is," Nee'la pointed. The paramedics nodded and walked over to Sah'mahn'th to check her.
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Lena watched as the paramedics went over to Sah'mahn'th. She then whispered to Nee'la, "Um...If you can could you help me find my room?"

OOC: Her room I think is right across from Nee'la's room.
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As the paramedics eased Sah'mahn'th on a stretcher and carried her down the stairs, Nee'la nodded at Lena.
"Sure. I'll see what I can do."
Nee'la had a quick look through Lena's paperwork before declaring, "This way..."

Nee'la lead Lena out from the commons towards her room. Nee'la smiled when she noticed Lena's room was right beside her's.
"Well, looks like you are based here for the year. Right beside mine. Interesting coincidence," she smiled, "Well, if you need anything else, just let me know."
"I hate that technician over in the Tilden Campus," Trevor muttered as he started plugging more cables into the various panels on the wall before crawling back into the cabling duct, "Try to reenter those new IP addresses the tech gave us," he shouted to Fred. Fred nodded and started typing on one of the terminals.

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>SUDO CHNGCONREMOTEIP -255.34.38.91.76

Escalation Required.
Warning! All SUDO activity will be logged and any misuse will be investigated.
Enter Username
>andrews_f_ra
Enter Password
>***************

Please wait...


Fred waited as the server showed it's working through the new command.

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Password OK!
Establishing connection...

Connection OK!
Connection to Domain Shiro_1Main: LIVE
Connection to Domain Shiro_2Main: LIVE
Connection to Domain Shiro_3Main: STANDBY

Local IP: 192.168.50.51
Remote IP: 255.34.38.91.76


"We got it!" Fred shouted, "Well, third server at Tilden is showing standby..."
"Standby? What are the IT guys at Tilden doing?" Trevor slid out from the cabling duct and examined the readout on the terminal. Then he tried typing some commands of his own.

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>QRYSTATDOM Shiro_3Main

DOM Shiro_3Main
Standby due to Emergency Reboot Command issued due to server overheat problems. IT Central Services Technician 45458 Michael Whyte. Authorised IT Central Services Administrator 00548 Boris Ah'mis.
Reboot completion in 2 mins 12 secs...


"Great, those idiots at IT Central rebooted the damn server cluster...shoot!" Trevor cursed as he picked up some more cables, "Looks like another phone call is in order..."
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Lena smiled and thanked Nee'la. Before she left, Lena asked, "By the way, I was wondering if you would like be my art model? You see I'm taking some classes in art, and I need someone to model for me. I was wondering if you would like to?"
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"As fascinating as that sounds, I'm afraid I can't," Nee'la replied with a smile, "If I'm not doing my own Postdoctoral research, I'm busy working at the nurses office on the ground floor, dealing with everyone's scrapes and bruises..."

As if to accentuate the point, a passing student was heard loudly complaining at the closure of the medical office on the ground floor.
"Where is that damned nurse? Or any of the first aid staff? I cut my hand!"
"Maybe you should bandage it yourself first...?" another student asked.
"And how the hell do I do that?! I'm only a chemistry student! Not a doctor! And you telling me what to do isn't helping you jerk...!!"

Nee'la rolled her eyes as the loudly complaining students went down the stairs.
"See what I mean?...oh...but I know someone who might be able to help...and she isn't nervous about showing off her body if you need someone to do some nude modelling for you!" Nee'la winked at Lena, "One second, I'll see if she is in, then I'll go downstairs to help that cry baby..."

Nee'la sidestepped over to her own room and knocked the door a few times. There was no answer. She cleared her throat and knocked again. Nothing happened. Finally, Nee'la sighed and banged on the door with enough force to wake the whole corridor.
"...Urgh...whozat?? Whatdyawaaanntt?!" a pained voice was heard from Nee'la's room before the door opened, revealing a bedraggled, bloodshot nekomimi face under a large bedsheet. Although at first glance, she looked like a normal human due to her ears being almost hidden under her cropped hair, the ears were definitely there. She seemed to be wearing very little under the bedsheet.
"Partying hard all night long again have we, Lieutenant Hasegawa?" Nee'la smirked.
Sha'la yawned before complaining, "Shadup...now's not the time...my head feels like it's been in a vice last night..."
"That's because knowing you, you probably did put it in a vice....anyway, I got to go, say 'Hi' to our new neighbour and please try not to be too rude! I'll personally see to you if you are, rank or not."

Nee'la turned back to Lena, "That's Lieutentant Sha'la Hasegawa-Am'ara. My long time friend and room mate...well, I say 'friend'...she's more of a pain. But as long as you stay on her good side you should be OK. Anyway, I'll see you later!"

Nee'la headed off down the stairs, but no before warning Sha'la again about any problematic behaviour. Sha'la stuck her tongue out at Nee'la as she walked down the stairs, only to be met with "I know you are sticking your tongue at me, Sha'la!" Sha'la frowned. She turned to face Lena, looked up and down at her and softened her frown.
"Sooo...whoareyou? Whatdyawant?" Sha'la slurred as she wobbled back and forth from the door to Nee'la's room.
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Lena watched everything, trying to figure out what to say and do. She thanked Nee'la for her help, and then turned to Sha'la. "Hello, I'm Lena Elene from Vulshain. It's a pleasure to meet you. Nee'la told me you might be able to help me. You see, I'm taking some art classes, and I need an art model, and I was wondering if you would model for me." Lena smiled and waited patiently for an answer.
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"Model...ling?" Sha'la slurred slightly as she wobbled, prompting her to grab the door frame. In the process of attempting to steady herself, she dropped her bedsheet, leaving little to the imagination, much to the embarrassment of several passing students, one of whom crashed into a pillar in surprise. Another female student gasped, "Have you no shame?" quietly as she walked quickly away. Sha'la blinked for a bit in confusion, finally cottoned on and shouted in rebuttal, "Ohgotohellyahprude!!" She then asked Lena to be excused before ducking back into her room. She then reemerged a couple of minutes later in a black t-shirt and white shorts.

"Ooo...my head...let me tell yah something, Miss Elene...never...NEVER!...drink 10 B-52 cocktails in one sitting...EVER!..." Sha'la said, shaking her finger in emphasis, "Makes yah feel like you've been attacked by an actual B-52 aircraft...urgh...so...Ah yes! Modelling...well firstly, pleased to meet you, Lena...secondly...I apologise for my condition...I do enjoy partying a bit too much...and thirdly...as honoured as I am that you would consider me a fine specimen of the half-feline peoples to base your art on...I'm afraid I must decline...aside from my...own studies...and the partying...obviously...I have several Recitation sessions on Advanced Mathematics I'm responsible for...so I may not have the time to...spare..."

Sha'la suddenly sagged her head down before struggling to lift her up again to face Lena.
"Urgh...sorry...I think I need to...throw up..."
Sha'la covered her mouth before dashing quickly inside. This was followed by several noises of retching coming from the depths of the room. Luh'ciia appeared at this point.
"Err...Sha'la? Are you OK?!" Luh'ciia exclaimed as she ran into the room. Some clattering and scraping later and Luh'ciia appeared again, made the universal "crazy" sign by circling a finger round her ear at Lena, then pointed at Sha'la inside, who was bent double over a bucket. Sha'la then managed to clamber back up towards the door.
"Oh hey tailless...you wanted something...?"
"For Pete's sake! Stop calling me tailless! You sure you don't want to see Nee'la or some doctor?"
"No...I really don't want Nee'la...moaning at me for drinking again...I'll just...sleep it off...kthanksbye..." Sha'la then slumped into her bed. Luh'ciia sighed.
"Well, I'm guessing she is out for the count," Luh'ciia said to Lena quietly, "Say...you still looking for a model? I can help. I had to model for a few art students back home many times. You don't even have to worry about recompensing for my time as I often model for some of the art students here anyway."

Luh'ciia smiled, then frowned as Sha'la started moaning in her drunken slumber, "Ooohh...the B-52's are incoming...! Incoming...!"
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Lena's eyes widened when Sha'la's bedsheet fell. "Wow...She's perfect as a model!" Lena's mind began to come up with ideas for some artwork while Sha'la quickly got changed.

While listening to Sha'la's ramblings and lecture on cocktails, Lena wondered if it was a good idea to ever go partying with her. However, Lena's ears pressed against her head when Sha'la declined to be her model. Then, to her surprise, the half-neko quickly ran before she threw up. "Ugh...Okay," was the only thing Lena could think of to say when she heard the sound of retching. When Luh'ciia appeared, Lena wondered if this was normal here. Then, Luh'ciia offered to be Lena's model.

Lena's tail wagged as she smiled. "Thank you! I really appreciate it, Luh'ciia." After Sha'la moaned again, Lena then continued, "If it's alright, we could do some tonight, if your schedule allows it that is. By the way, when do classes start? I thought the registration officer said that they start tomorrow, but I can't seem to recall. Oh, I asked about a roommate, but they told me that I would just have to ask around for one, because, well, they messed up. I had asked for a roommate, but they forgot to assign me one."

Lena then thought about something. "Before we do some art tonight, I need to have a look at you. Do you have time?"
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"Eh? Sure," Luh'ciia said, "I think classes do start tomorrow. As for a room mate, I'm sure someone will turn up eventually. I wouldn't mind but..."

Luh'ciia turned slightly to indicate Sha'la, who was still moaning.
"...yeah...when Nee'la is away, someone needs to watch her..." Luh'ciia sighed, "...Oh yeah! I am free tonight so just tell me when you need me."

Luh'ciia then noticed Nee'la appearing at the top of the stairs.
"Hey Luh'ciia," Nee'la greeted, "Forgot some of my files...oh dear..." Nee'la put her hands on her hips and tutted on the sight of Sha'la. She then looked at the bucket and cottoned onto what had happened.
"Seriously, Sha'la, you will destroy your liver one of these days! You need to stop drinking so much!"
"Urgh..." Sha'la only managed before collapsing into a heap on the floor, prompting Nee'la to walk over and help her back in.
"Really...what are you? 18? Trying to relive your misspent youth?"
"...shut...up...not...in...the...mood...ergh..."
"I don't believe it! I really don't! They just wrecked that server and it won't be coming back until tomorrow!" Trevor raged as he replaced the telephone handset, "I've got a right mind to strangle all those Tilden engineers!"

Trevor then sighed.
"Is Ella still around?" he asked Fred.
"Ella? Our IT junior? She left to go on a flight to Tilden."
"When she arrives, tell her to try to get give those techs at Tilden a good kicking. I'm really fed up of them breaking things."
"Will do..."
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Lena nodded. "Tonight it is then. My first class isn't until 11:30 AM. It's Advanced Information Technology. I'm really good with computers and programming."

After Sha'la's little outburst, Lena asked, "Is she always like this?" Lena pointed at the room with Sha'la. "I've never seen a hangover like that before, and I've only had one, and that was enough for me." Lena then began to rethink her idea of partying with her. "I'm surprised she's still here. Back home, if you got a hangover like that, you would be in serious hot water." Then Lena thought about something. "By the way, I've noticed some of you have military ranks. Are you in the military?" Lena had thought about joining the military, maybe as a field computer specialist. Both her parents had been in the air force, so she didn't see any reason why she shouldn't.
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"I'm a Colour Sergeant in the Royal Dannistrian Marines," Luh'ciia perked up, "Nee'la is a Corporal in the Dannistrian Army. As for Sha'la..."
"She is a Lieutenant, believe it or not," Nee'la answered as she filled up a glass with some water and dropped two effervescent tablets into the glass, "In the Army as well. She is meant to be one of the strongest, smartest soldiers in the army...a pity she drinks like a fish..."

Nee'la handed the glass to Sha'la. As Sha'la gulped down the painkillers slowly, Nee'la shook her head in disbelief.
"Yes, she has gotten into trouble with the top brass back home in Dannistaan. Does she care? Well, not really...the top brass only tolerate her as she is a very experienced and talented solider...when she isn't trying to cause her liver to self-destruct..."

Sha'la silently thanked Nee'la on handing the glass back.
"...yeah...also her hard partying lifestyle and generally annoying attitude pissed off an ex-boyfriend..."
"I'm not...annoying...most of the...time..." Sha'la managed to protest feebly.
Nee'la rolled her eyes at Luh'ciia and Lena.
"Right, I need to head, I'll grab my files...keep an eye on her Luh'ciia..."
"Will do!" Luh'ciia chirped.

As Nee'la left with her files, Luh'ciia smiled.
"Most of the Dannistrians in Shiro are military personnel. We have a few guys, one from the Royal Dannistrian Airforce and a couple of Dannistrian Army soldiers as well. One is, as Nee'la said, Sha'la's ex-boyfriend. Take one guess why he is no longer dating Sha'la."
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"I'm going to have to guess that he didn't tolerate her fun-loving nature," Lena said. "Speaking of the military, I'm thinking of joining my nation's Ground Forces after here. I transferred from another university back home to take some additional classes. Luckily, Shiro offered me a scholarship to take some classes here. My parents wouldn't have been able to afford to send me here if not for that scholarship. Of course, I've always been an excellent student." Lena smiled as she brushed aside a lock of hair. "So, who is Sha'la's ex?" Lena was curious and interested in meeting him. "Wonder if he's cute."
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"I don't know to be honest. I've never really met him," Luh'ciia replied, "Only bumped into him a couple of times and that was in passing. I'm not even sure if he is still attending Shiro. Last I heard, he was being some sort of tutor back home for the mech pilots there."
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"Mech pilot? You mean like a battlesuits and giant robots!?"

"Hey, some of us are trying to study! Keep it down will you!?"

Remembering herself, Lena continued after apologizing to the offended student, "What kind of mechs are we talking about? I'm very interested."

Lena looked at the blond haired human woman and smiled. "Ah, looks like they found a roommate for me. My name is Lena Elene from Vulshain. It's nice to meet you. This is Colour Sergeant Luh'ciia Imahara-Con'tii, and the moaning you're hearing is from our party-loving next door neighbor Lieutenant Sha'la Hasegawa-Am'ara. What is your name?" Seeing her dragging her bags, Lena helped her. "Here, let me help you with those." Lena easily picked up both bags.
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"Thank you," Ella replied. After her bags had been stowed away, she promptly grabbed a laptop computer and sat on the bed. She started typing furiously. Lena and Luh'ciia looked on confused. Ella then sighed and continued some more typing.

"My apologies if I seem rude," Ella finally spoke after several minutes, "My boss back at the Little Shiro Campus in Dannistaan probably hates me. He's been trying to call me several times when I got here. My name is Ella Rah'n," Ella put the computer aside, stood up to shake Lena and Luh'ciia's hands and sat back down straight after to continue typing, "Nonononono....geez...I just got here! Nononono...hmph..."

Ella sighed again before looking up at Lena and Luh'ciia.
"Do you happen to know where the main server datacentre is on the campus? I heard they moved it the last time I was here."
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"Main server datacentre? Sorry, but I just got here myself actually. You might want to ask Luh'ciia. So, I take it you're a computer major too. Same here. I'm taking a double major in comptuer science and physics, but my minor is in art."

"By the way, Luh'ciia. Is Sha'la going to be alright? I mean that must be one nasty hangover she's having."
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"Err...not quite...Postdoctoral IT research actually," Ella replied, "Well, I say 'Postdoctoral'. I'm treated more like a handy person who runs around trying to fix things. Anyway, I need to find them as my boss, the professor back at Little Shiro says the techs here broke some servers and I need to fix them...again..."

Ella sighed. She then looked at Luh'ciia expecting her to know where the servers are.
"Err...pass?" Luh'ciia shrugged, "I wouldn't know. I'm here doing Applied Chemistry so I have no idea to be honest."

Ella sighed again. She then picked up her laptop and a shoulder bag and walked out the room, "I'll go ask downstairs then. I'll see you guys later. Gotta run."

Ella dashed down the stairs. Luh'ciia paused.
"I get the feeling this room mate may not be spending much time in the room, to be honest. And Sha'la will be fine. I've seen her in a worse state. Really. She has been more drunk than this. And anyway, it's fine if she is complaining. You only worry when she is totally silent. Trust me on this. I've been staying with her and Nee'la long enough to know."
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Lena tried to say goodbye to Ella, but the human was gone before she could say anything. "Ella moves fast though, but I don't mind. It's nice to have someone I can carry a conversation about computers and programs with. Hm...I guess we can do some poses while she's gone. Let's get started if you're up to it."

Lena went in and got some art supplies out, which consisted of paper and some pencils.
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"No problem!" Luh'ciia chirped. She struck a random pose, standing very still in her "standing guard" posture, as if defending a doorway. She waited for Lena to start drawing as she did so.
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Lena quickly got to work, drawing Luh'ciia standing guard. "Excellent pose. You should really consider being full-time art model." Lena finished her drawing. "There finished." She motioned Luh'ciia to take a look. The drawing had captured every detail, even her fur was captured perfectly.
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Luh'ciia giggled.
"Nice! I did think about being a model at some point, but my parents wanted me to do something more practical and ended up forcing me into the Marines. I kind of ended up here to do something less violent as it were...that reminds me, I better go check on Sha'la..."

Luh'ciia wandered back into her own room to find Sha'la sitting in her bed, drinking a large cup of coffee.
"Feeling any better?" Luh'ciia asked. Sha'la groaned and shook her head.
"Not as bad as earlier but I still feel like I've been run over by a truck...and a bus...and a taxi...all at once."
"I'm not surprised. You need to stop drinking so much."
"I've been worse. You know that..." Sha'la took another sip from her coffee, blowing it cool every so often. Luh'ciia sighed.
"Maybe so, but I still think you are crazy!"
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Lena nodded, allowing Luh'ciia to go check on Sha'la. She still needed some more drawings though.
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"Call me crazy, but I will keep partying hard as long as I can," Sha'la said defiantly, "Besides, you ultimately only have one shot at life and I intend to live that one shot to the fullest."
Luh'ciia shrugged.
"Well, if you say so. You think you'll be OK for now?"
"Yeah...yeah...I'll be OK...I'll not be heading off to any other parties any time soon."
Luh'ciia nodded and headed back to Lena's room.
"She's fine," Luh'ciia nodded at Lena, "Do you have anything else to do?"
Ella sighed as she looked around the server room. Several technicians were running around trying to disassemble and reassemble computers.
"You do realise my bosses back in Dannistaan are quite annoyed?" she asked the technicians. The technicians shrugged, "Just doing our job madam."
Ella sighed and tutted. She then set up her laptop and started typing on it furiously. She then asked one of the technicians if she can borrow a phone...
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Lena thought for a moment. "Well, I need to do some drawings of you without clothes on. You can lay down on my bed if you like." Lena sat down cross-legged on the floor waiting for Luh'ciia to get undressed. "Don't worry, you don't have to do anything sexual. I'm not going to make you do anything that you're not comfortable with. If I have you do a pose, and you're not comfortable with it, we don't have to do that pose."
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Luh'ciia giggled.
"Obviously you've never been on a Dannistrian Marine training course," she laughed as she started to undress, "Although I guess training in ridiculously warm weather helps too. Besides, I'm fine with nude modelling. I've done it before far too many times to care. If you behave, I might be open to some hijinks," she joked.

Luh'ciia then folded up her clothes into a neat pile and sat on the bed. As with most nekomimis from Dannistaan, any body hair was restricted to her upper arms and the lower half of her shins.
"Before you ask, no I don't wax or shave. And you better be quick in case Sha'la sees and gets the wrong idea!" Luh'ciia joked again.
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Lena laughed a bit. "Oh please! You should travel to Keoparu, one of our cities. The beach front area you can walk around topless!" She laughed again at the waxing and shaving joke. "Oh I would never ask that! Besides, you look just fine without doing those things!" Lena went to drawing her some. She smiled at the hijinks joke. "I think you overestimate Sha'la. Who's going to believe someone who drinks until she can't see straight?" Lena joked.

Lena finished that drawing. "Okay, turn around and hold your arms above your head. By the way, you got lovely fur. If you like I could give you some art lessons. I might even pose for you naked." Lena giggled. Lena really liked Luh'ciia, seeing her as her first friend at Shiro.
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"I'm sorry that you hold me in such low regard," a familiar voice said sarcastically.

Luh'ciia and Lena turned around to see Sha'la standing in the door way. She was showing little sign of her previous drunken malaise.
"Sha'la?" Luh'ciia looked concerned, "Why are you up?"
"Fast metabolism," Sha'la said in a matter of fact tone, "Gotta love it."
"Err...I don't think it works that way..."
"Well, it does for me!" Sha'la folded her arms and held her head up in mock disdain, "I'll also have you know when you both were barely out of your diapers, I was learning how to handle heavy ordnance and how to kill a man from fifty paces. Barehanded. And as for my abilities when I'm inebriated..."
"Oh no..." Luh'ciia put her hand to her face in disbelief, "Not this story again..."
"...I'll have you know exactly two months ago to the day, I was far more drunk than this and took on three. Adult. Males. All of whom where bigger than me and I still won! If you don't believe me, ask Nee'la when she gets back. She was there..."
"And me..." Luh'ciia added in a shamed tone.
"In fact, forget asking Nee'la! Watch this!"

Sha'la brought out her cellphone, started tapping a few buttons on it, and then turned it around to show a video on it. It depicted Sha'la, looking incredibly worse than her condition earlier, maintaining a fighting stance in a dive bar. Some laughter and cheering, along with Nee'la yelling at Sha'la to stand down, could be barely made out from the phones tinny speakers. Three burly men charged at and restrained Sha'la before punching her. After a few seconds, two of the men were suddenly thrown over Sha'la's shoulders while the over was kicked in the stomach by her, before a powerful blow with an audible bone crack sent the assailant flying into a pile of tables, much to the laughter of the crowd. The video ended at that point.

Luh'ciia could only cringe.
"I must admit that's the first I've seen of that video. Also, that hurt just watching it."
"I'll admit my hand was pretty sore after that," Sha'la said as she put away her phone, "And I also admit that spending the night in a police station put a dampener on that evening. Before you dismiss me as some sort of bottle fairy, however!" Sha'la held up a finger to silence Lena and Luh'ciia before they could respond, "I'll show you evidence that I am a good soldier and more than just a, pardon the pun, party animal!"

Luh'ciia sighed, leaned over to Lena and said, "She means she is going to show all her military decorations. ALL of them. Sigh..."
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