Elance's Log

{(A/N) So, um, I'm gonna interrupt this for a sec, Ms. Cinder from this point on doesn't exist. So, yeah, I'll go back and fix it later. Don't expect this to happen again, just needed to tell you.}

I grimaced, poking at the food with the stupid utensil they were making me use.

"So, you're like an ameba," the now red-headed boy asked.

"Dunno what that is," I replied grumpily.

"Yes, Syl, she's like an ameba," Emma said, smiling at him. I rolled my eyes.

"Lance," Obsidia warned.

"Yeah, yeah," I muttered. How in the stars had she seen that? That child has the eyes of one of those weird earth birds. Raptors was it?

"Yeah, it's raptors," Emma said.

"Could you not?" I snapped.

She shrugged. "Sorry, just got back from meeting some friends, and due to their lack of shielding, my mental shielding is on the fritz."

"Then go away," I replied.

"Lance!" Obsidia snapped. "One more, and I'm placing you on ship duty again!"

I folded my arms grumpily, looking away. Argh, it was getting difficult to hold this shape. "Whatever, I'll go back to the ship anyway and get some rest. It's difficult to hold such a detailed shape y'know." I picked up the plate, intending to absorb the food, then return the plate later, and began walking out.

"I'm going to want that plate back," Onyx called after me.

"Yeah yeah, I know," I replied, waving my hand. "You'll get it."

I tromped down the hall, finding a sleepy clownfish head half asleep with his head on Annmarie's lap.

"Hey Elance," Annmarie said, not bothering to look up from her book.

"Annmarie," I replied, continuing on.

"The ship is that way," Annmarie said, pointing out the front door.

"They moved it then," I determined.

"No, they didn't. It's been out the front door this entire time," She replied.

"Annmarie's correct," Logan mumbled.

"Does he even know what we're talking about?"

"Probably not," Annmarie replied, running a hand through his orange and white hair.

"Get a room," I replied, rolling my eyes.

"Spaceship, Lance!" Obsidia called.

"Going," I called back, turning away from the hallway before rolling my eyes again.

"You keep that up and I'm leaving you on the ship during the next landing," Obsidia replied.

I frowned, walking out the front door.

"Wow, I was expecting you ages ago. You actually kept your tongue under control a little bit this time," Secilia said.

"Ah, be nice Secilia, if I remember, you did much the same thing when you first popped in," Mirale replied, her hand sticking out from the engine, pointing to one of the tools. "I need that one, hand it to me please."

Secilia obliged, handing it to her, then going back to her project, untangling the wires. "Argh, I can't get these stupid things undone."

"Well, I'm on ship quarantine, so I can't help, sorry," I said, grinning as I entered the ship. I absorbed the food, setting the plate on one of the tables in the dining room, and going to the quarters.