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Hematite’s features continued to redden as Ari went on, purposefully stepping ahead of Ari while keeping her face as awkwardly tilted away as possible, she seemed to withdraw from the gem's words. “Y-yes, something less respected, wouldn’t want anything like that, of course.” She seemed to say in a sputter as she increased her pace. Why in the world did she let herself fall into these predicaments, she started to curse the red-gem on the back of her head even more when she recalled it was its influence that caused this whole mess in the first place. But, she found some comfort in knowing that the thousand-years life she held so far, yielded not even an inkling of this art possibly surviving. It was gone, smothered by the folds of time like many of the other relics giving hints to her other more risqué antics.
She continued to ping her sonar, there were gems around, but she had become familiar with their signatures, these gems being rebel who were most likely performing duties of their own here and there, living freely—their carefree nature a sure sign of that. "No, I sense gems about, but nothing too different from what I’m use too, this is a rebel holdout after-all.” She then recalled as they turned corner heading more towards the beach-end near the cliffs where a small suburban district lay hidden, that Lloyd may have been home sense his profession required it, “Though, Lloyd may be home.” She added with some unease in her voice.
The old arsenic was oblivious to her fellow's embarrassment; Hematite seemed to be in a hurry to get where she was going, which was entirely understandable to Ari, who too picked up the pace, taking longer strides as she sauntered after the gem. The quicker they arrived to the estate, the quicker they'd be out of the crosshairs of the enemy, whoever that was, and of course, the sooner she could sit down and enjoy some refreshments. Though, Hematite's legs were a bit longer than Ari's and despite the engineer's normally businesslike pace, catching up to the gem proved to be more difficult than she anticipated. Her brows furrowed a bit, but a small smile lingered on her as she tried to match the gem's speedy stride.
"Oh," She was a bit surprised by Hematite's assessment, and gave a shrug,"Well, respect doesn't necessarily give an equity in pay, if you know what I mean. And it seems our little friend has some catching up to do, then," She spoke with a bit of pep in her voice, mood lifted by the revelation that there were no gems following their wake. She cast a sideways glance toward the taller gem at the mention of what was a human name, though she personally knew it common for gems to take on human sounding names, including her own. However, something told her this must have been one of the interesting humans who had caught Hematite's eyes,"Ah, well, I look forward to meeting them-- Lloyd that is, not the rebels," There was a bit of a goofy smirk on her face, she definitely didn't want to meet any of these wannabe freedom fighters if it could be helped, as none of the Crystal Gems would truly be the real deal in her eyes.
Hematite grew even quieter as she continued, she was ready to put that portion of the conversation behind her, and instead she listened on intent on getting whatever information she could on her surroundings while she remained only partially aware of the conversation. It wouldn’t take any more than a few minutes for them to reach the door of a rather humble abode, it was wider than it was taller, something of a townhouse but with obvious signs that there was a basement due it its foundation and a door turning into a small nook that seemed to lower into a second foyer. The yard was sparse of grass, but wasn’t much of a yard to begin with, the entry did however have a small patio, to which a layout-chair with some books could be seen.
“Lloyd’s an interesting human, though I fear sometimes he’s a little more aware than I give him credit for.” He was asking strange questions, particularly about her gemstones, she thought she had gotten away with them being odd piercings, but he noted that piercings directly on the spine were a dangerous manner and was very odd indeed.
She knew just like Iaemasu he’d catch on eventually, just not this quickly.
Hematite would yield a key from under her locks and unlock the door, spanning into long family-room, the kitchen on impasse to its right. She immediately heard the signs of cooking, but the wafting smell of waffles met her nose and she smiled. “Rouido-kun, I’m back.” She’d say as she entered, gesturing Ari to follow, she’d pass rather quaint décor, Lloyd attempted to capture Asian esotericism in its appearance, but could only manage so much with his meager wallet. The man clad in camo-cargos and boots was tall, skinny, but obviously enjoying a good tune—as he had a set of Fony Headsets on, bobbed back and forth as he’d stack a few waffles here and there, and then began to finish off the rest of the batter into pancakes on a rather interesting looking stove top, it seemed to be induction-surface oven. Hema would lean against wall, arms crossed as she watched with a humored smile.
Hematite closed in onto the estate, and Ari let her eyes wander over the comfortable abode. She had experienced nearly every sort of human den, or so she would say, from sturdy of wicker huts to the most lavish of gilded palaces, but a good old contemporary mainstay was something she could appreciate. It seemed to have just enough space to stretch her legs, but not so much space as to be eye-catching for potential enemies.
Her brows bounced as her guess was confirmed, and she smirked; gems often could underestimate humans, Ari did at times herself, but it was always interesting for her to see their reactions to the extraterrestrial features of gems. As soon as her feet stepped into the door, she took a huge waft of the air-- waffles-- "Ahh," She let out an exhale, and wide smile pulled over her lips. Her eyes followed Hematite's gesture, and Ari's eyes zeroed in on the guy making the fluffy European delight, though she wondered how much sugar would be loaded onto them considering their geographic, cultural location. Sweet was certainly not her favorite of tastes, but she would inspect this human's breakfast creation for herself.
She stepped over to the kitchen, and walked up to Lloyd's workspace with her goggles glinting. The eye-wear zoomed in, processing the visual information in the stack of waffles, though she quickly became more interested in the cooking surface itself as she began to weave around it to check it out,"Mm, magnetic induction eh? Certainly fitting," She gave a short laugh, knowing Lloyd probably wouldn't understand what she was amused about, if the guy could even hear her over whatever he was listening to, though it seemed she wasn't particularly addressing him. Ari slapped her hand on the oven,"Good for making waffles, but great for parts, keep this thing around in case of post-apocalyptic scenarios," She shrugged,"Or I might need it later, we'll see. What else do you have around here?" Then, regardless of the human, she swiveled and began inspecting the house for additional resources.
Hema would simply cast a humored glance at Ari who passing by her, approaching the man whose headphones seemed to be clipped to the reflex-shirt he was wearing and seemed so dialed in on what he was listening to and cooking that he almost didn’t notice, almost in that right after plopping down a set of what seemed like blueberry pancakes, noticed the bit of movement to his right, and instinctively reached for a frying pan as he retreated back at the sight of a goggle-bearing gem whose odd coloration made him think of acute jaundice. “What the hell!” He was almost ready to say something else, but being a fieldworker and his constant workings with younger generations brought out a softer side of him. He pulled back the stereo-phones only to immediately notice Hematite in the corner and then watched as this newcomer seemed to inspect the house.
“Uh, Hitomi?” he’d ask as he scratched his head, but then immediately caught wiff of burning cake battered and turned to quickly plop the pancakes he had cooking onto a spread sheet. “Crap, those’ll be a little crunchier than they should.” He casted his head around again, specifically to the odd gem and then to Hematite, “When did you get back? And who’s this?”
Hema would pull herself from the wall and stroll over with affectionate look in her eyes as she placed a small kiss on his cheek, “Not even a few minutes ago, and that’s Ari-sama, she helped me gather some things from city.” He casted another glance at the gem, she really did look odd considering any so-called human being he could guess on. “Ah, well, I was preparing food for the kids at the JROTC today, they deserved it. But I may have made too many—we got waffles, strawberries and blueberry, and pancakes--same flavors though I tested with a pumpkin spice version on the side over there.”
Ari continued to walk around and check out what was on site; if they were going to be preparing for war, they'd need every shred of good material they could get their hands on, starting today. Beach City no doubt would be in the crosshairs of Homeworld soon, if it hadn't already been scouted, so it wasn't exactly a safe hiding place; but it was a strategic foothold that could be taken advantage of at the right moment. She continued to consider her options, though the smell of breakfast delicacies was awfully distracting. She stood up from the outlet she had been inspecting, and swiveled to look as she heard Hematite-- or Hitomi as she was now called-- say her name, and sauntered back over to the kitchen.
She grinned at the human, and tapped the gemcore on the side of her head to allow the opaque goggles to dissipate, revealing her piercing yellow eyes, which quickly flicked down to the burnt pancakes,"Don't mind if I do," She reached over, grabbed one, and rolled it up into a tube, then took a small bite out of one end. She chewed for a moment, mulling over it, then swallowed and nodded, and took a much more sizable bite the second time. After processing that bite, she looked Lloyd in the face,"Your pancakes would receive my seal of approval, but I wouldn't want to get wax all over them, or ink, or...well you get it," She shrugged, actually pulled a sealing stamp from her pocket, waggled it between her fingers for a second, then stuffed it back. Ari took another mouthful of crispy pancake,"I'm sure the juniors will appreciate your efforts," Her eyes flicked to Hematite as she continued to enjoy the human's cooking, contemplating for a moment, then stuffed the rest of the pancake into her mouth. "Nice place you've got here Hitomi, and you found one that cooks too. I'd say you're lucky, but that's just good taste," She spoke as she began to undo the latches of her jacket, and glanced around for some place to toss it.
Lloyd casted a strange glance at Ari, he was obviously sizing the gem up but looked at the strange device she wore practically melt away and some part of him immediately started screaming that it was a wild bit of technology he had never seen before and shouldn't be seeing in this time. Was it some kind of elaborate cosplay device? He couldn’t guess how much something like that could cost, but he remained quiet for a moment simply letting the gem enjoy one of the burnt pancakes and call it good—or well, he assumed by her statement she was saying it was good. “Uh, yeah, thanks.” he managed, looking over at Hematite who had already pulled a small plate from the cupboard to her right and reached for the strawberry waffles with gleaning eyes.
Never a moment where she’d deny a sweet delectable. Though she would cast warning gaze at Ari who seemed to be a little too at home at the moment. “Ari will be staying with us for a while, if you don’t mind?” She said as she’d shift her gaze to the ex-coast guard ensign who frowned for a moment.
Again Lloyd, couldn’t help but look the unfamiliar gem’s features over, it was—incredibly strange to him for sure, but he digressed. Strange looking people were becoming a norm, especially here in this city. He could have sworn he saw a purple-chick walking around yesterday. It was beyond creepy.
“Well, if she pays her rent, I don’t care—and of course keep the place clean.” He’d add the last part with a bit of disdain, he hated messes. “Don’t worry, we’ll be mostly in the basement.” She added, and then thought about what that meant altogether.
“Oh, yeah,” Lloyd started, and then looked at Hema with a very curious look, “Mailman delivered something today, apparently had fully paid on-sight construction with instructions for the basement, it’s a foot-pedaled grinding table.” He looked her over again, not ever guessing she was into the arts of blacksmithing, but then she did have a clay forge down there along with some other things.
She started to take bites into her waffles, not before drenching them in sugar, and then smiled happily at the sweet taste of maple and strawberries mingling in her mouth, “Ugh, so good. And wonderful, I’ve been waiting for that.” He seemed to grow even more suspicious at the response.
Ari was getting a lot of odd looks that she wasn't quite sure what to make of; her head tilted slightly as she tried to figure out what that glare Hematite shot to her meant. She had no such concept, the cultural subtly soared right over her, and she decided to shrug it off, propping herself onto the counter with an elbow. Lloyd was a bit easier to figure out, she could see suspicion from a mile away, and it was of course always sardonically amusing to see that familiar confusion toward the gemness that made her and other extraterrestrials stand out from the crowd. Her eyes flicked between the other gem and human as they discussed, then took her chance to interject.
"Rent? What do you pay for a place like this? 1500?" She took a more serious tone. The ancient gem had deep pockets, but she wouldn't have gotten there by spending like a princess; there was a limit to what she would shell out, but something told her this would be pennies in a bucket. Cleaning, however, was something she never considered herself to have time for-- it was too bad the artifacts she had crafted just for tidying a place up were all the way back in her bunker. Ari tapped the side of her head while she thought about her coffers, then gave a shrug,"I can do anything less than 5,000 US dollars a month. I'll order you a rumba too, I might as well pick up some drones while I'm at it," She then glanced back toward Hematite,"And perfect timing-- I have to say I'm eager to see your workspace, maybe we could go set up that grinding table?" She gave a giddy smirk, and looked around to preemptively try to find the basement.
Lloyd gave an even more skeptical look at the gem; her took the last portions of her statement as a joke or crude humor—but he was unsure by her tone how serious she was about 5,000 US dollars remark, “Five-thousand,” he managed with an utterly baffled face, “look you’ll probably be sleeping in the basement, as much as I’d like charge an arm and leg, I’m a little too humble for that—and respect what it’s like to live the low-life.” He added, his time in the city proved that, only reason he survived was due to being on honorary-discharge and that money he made went to paying every small bill he could—social security checks practically saved him. “Look make it 400$ bucks a month and it’s cool.” Hema smiled, she was honestly unsure of how the whole renting thing worked, and considering she had a free home in a shrine in middle of 'nowhere, Okunoshima,' she was more than happy about it.
As Ari spoke, Lloyd checked his tablet phone, and grimaced, “Well, time to go run some kids into the dirt.” He gave Ari another odd look, “Welcome to the place, might wanna treat whatever condition you got, looks like you have a serious case of jaundice,” he then shifted his gaze to Hema who looked away knowing he was questioning the legitimacy of the two, “Unless you also got a weird skin condition, right?” Hema, only bit her lips at this, it was becoming more and more obvious that something was going on. “Well, why don’t we get you situated, Ari-sama?” She’d say, as she would take the yellow-gem by her wrist and whisk her away, Lloyd watched suspiciously, throwing on an ove-coat and then heading toward the door.
Hema would make her way to the small corridor leading down a staircase to a basement entry, “It’s just a matter of time,” she sighed, “I was hoping I could keep this a secret but it’s not like it isn’t obvious.” She opened the door to a rather spacious basement, inside on one corner was an unlit clay-forge with a small slanted-anvil standing in front of it, and several oil canisters for drenching the metal works and properly clenching the material. On the opposite side of the room was a chemistry table of forms, one already lit with something boiling on a very, very low heat in the basin—it was a black substance that looked a lot like melted sugar but even odder was the smell, it was something like charcoal and overly sweet pine-juice, a sign of refined black gun powder. Beside this was another container, a seal at every edge and filled with what could be described as webbing, but it was far from that—any explosives expert could tell you it was a fermentation canister for salt-peter. The cabinet above it holding various minerals and tools to be made.
Clear on the other side of the room was a welding table and all essentials for more precise metalworking, and beside it, already constructed and assembled was the grinding table. “So?” She’d ask.
Her brows went up, she was a bit incredulous about this offer for how low it was. Was there mold in the house? Raccoons in the attic? Not that she much minded if there were, "400, eh?" She wasn't use to a negotiation going that direction, but it freed up the house-defense budget she planned to make; if she were going to be staying here, there had to be zero chance of infiltration-- just for peace of mind, but also because of the fact that this hiding spot, as unassuming as it was, situated itself right into what would soon be a war-zone.
The jaundice comment caused a short guffaw to burst from her, though before she said much Hematite had grabbed her wrist and began guiding the skinny gem over to the basement. As she followed she couldn't wipe the amusement from her expression,"Keep what a secret? My chronic jaundice, or your basement war shop?" Though, as the door was opened, her grin changed its hue and fascination glinted in her eyes, gaze pouring over everything in sight. Much like she had when she'd first stepped into the house, she took a huge whiff of the air,"Ah! Now this brings me back,"
After her eyes had swept over everything, she began to wander, taking a closer look at what Hematite had in the works; Chemistry was fun, even the dangerous kind, and it seemed to be going well so far. The metalworking zone was like something straight out of her memories of the pre-industrial days on Earth, though with some modern, honed designs. Her eyes then fell onto the welding set up, and she strolled to it, then lightly drummed her fingers on its surface. The sight of the pre-assembled grinding table caused her lip to pout slightly, her inner assembler somewhat disappointed, but not too much-- there would be plenty of assembly later on, perhaps a tedious amount of it. Nonetheless she took a closer look at it just to see if it had been done properly, and gave a quick nod,"A perfect space. Gotta get a bigger lock on that door though," Truthfully she would like to give this basement the same treatment her bunker had with blast resistance and other proofing. There were other additions to be made to this make-shift fortress, but making them all at once would incur suspicion,"We're going to need time, but we have everything we need to get this party started," She glanced to Hematite, giddiness accompanying the glint in her eyes.
Upstairs, the roar of Hayabusa ZX12 model roared above them, practically vibrating through the loose earth and into the basement, Hema cast her gaze upward as Ari began to inspect the equipment, knowing it was Lloyd pulling out on his signature bike. “Both,” she’d add as a side-note, and then listened as the bike pulled from the back and into the streets and took off into the city. She was frowning some at the thought of him leaving with what was probably a lot of questions in his head, she really did have a thing for warriors—but she had even more of a thing forsmart ones. She lightened up some seeing and feeling the excitement in Ari’s aura, it brought a wide smile to the sleek combat-gem’s face.
“Of course, my techniques are little archaic, but I know you’d appreciate some add-ons, I’d rather no one open the salt-peter bath, not without one of the gas mask.” They were of course containers filled with dying rotting bio-matter, the smell was beyond rancid.
“And of course, a little surveillance may work too, I know you specialize in that kind of thing—which is why I knew you’d enjoy it.” She made her way over to the alchemical table and reached for a cabinet, taking hold of a pre-shaved halves of wooden-sphere’s filled nails and iron shavings, she took a ladle and begin pouring the viscous liquid into a funnel, until the iron halves were capped off and bounded. She’d repeat this a few times.
Crossing her arms, then bringing a hand up to rest her chin on her knuckles, Ari too listened carefully for Lloyd to make his departure. She decided it wouldn't be so hard to keep things a secret; that is, not until everything went down. Ari herself would likely be working day and night to help her fellow ancient gem create enough weaponry for an army-- even if it were only utilized by herself and a small band of plucky allies.
As Hematite continued to speak she put her attention back on the gem, and gave a nod in response to her warning about the chemical preparations. "I'll probably not be messing with any of that until some ventilation is installed," She chuckled,"You're right about that too-- roombas and drones could be great around the house for mundane tasks, but could be outfitted with some more useful tech as well. We really should be keeping an eye on the whole town," If she hadn't already tossed her phone she might have been using it to make some calls, but she decided she would pick up a burner along with the rest of the security outfit she planned to get for the house. She imagined what else could be done as she looked over what they had to work with, then looked back at Hematite,"I have a special acquaintance who might be able to extend a modicum of help, though she's a bit like Voldemort. If you say her name, she knows where you are, and she's got a sour attitude," Ari smirked; Xenotime's satellites had likely already tracked her location, but for now she would be out of sight.
The arsenic engineer tapped her gemcore, and her goggles materialized over her eyes as she began to take more serious notes on her surrounding, getting straight to the work of measuring the room, the door, the various work spaces. As she made her rounds, she would occasionally nod to herself and tap her temple until she would have a compiled list of things she needed to surreptitiously order.
Blue Quartz: That was the worst hi ever XD Why ..?
Sept 18, 2019 20:49:34 GMT
Blue Quartz: How the heck is everyone?
Sept 18, 2019 20:49:58 GMT
Ruby?: I’m good! Just trying to get some threads and arcs started up
Sept 19, 2019 1:17:24 GMT
This Roleplay is a prequel to Steven Universe to an extent with some slight retconing and its own progression to the story that will turn out differently to how stuff plays out in the show.Thanks to the message by Rose Quartz several gems are rising up to protect Earth and have labelled themselves as the Crystal Gems. Others on earth are remaining aligned to Homeworld though despite the isolation of Earth from Homeworld
All gems on earth are still stranded, the communication hub is still offline and all the space warps are shattered, it has now been revealed that this is the work of Rose Quartz and her small group known as the Crystal gems. They have rebelled against Homeworld and have chosen to protect the Earth (Trapping themselves on Homeworld to keep the warps down).
Now both sides are fighting among themselves along with fighting against the 'Corruption' a virus is infecting many gems turning most of them into mindless monsters, but those with a stronger will seem to becoming something more sinister.
The Game has changed now. The question has finally been posed, are you against Homeworld or allied with them. Or do you have your own agenda that may or may not been assisted by the ‘Corruption’. Regardless the seeds have been placed down and although it is only the beginning the fight for or against Earth and the corruption has begun. The choice is yours for how it is shaped on the Original Steven Universe Roleplay Site.
Orginal Opening Plot Here Thread That Changed Everything
Differances Between the Roleplay and the Show
*Thanks to Rose Quartz' message the Gems on Earth are entirely aware that the Homeworld Gems intend to wipe out the human race.
*The "corruption" is being treated like a virus due to lack of info about it on the show.
*Garnet, Pearl and Rose are assumed capture on Homeworld
*Garnet,Pearl and Rose broke the space warps to delay Homeworld
*Thanks to Roses Message gems now know what the Kindergarten was used for