"Fat what?" Six asks utterly baffled, her and Rebecca are sitting on a log, in new clothes, staring up at the night sky as the comedown from the leaf hits the both of them, its gentle, but its still unfamiliar to Six, and she's now been baffled.

"You know, like... A load, but larger than average." Rebecca said, though turning red at the *horrific* turn of phrase she used. "You don't like the term cummies?"

"What?" Six asks again, face turning a *molten* shade of red.

"I thought it sounded cuter? Somehow?" Rebecca offered somewhat embarassed. "Like you don't want to say 'I'm your gun fill me with your fat bullets' right?"

"Can we just say ya' came in me?" Six *practically* begs, turning an even brighter shade at the words used.

Rebecca looks at Six, and then nods, but not done being a gremlin, "Hmm... Maybe more filled than a bavarian at a donut shop?"

Six puts her face in her hands, despite the smile on her face, red spreading to her ears. "*Gosh,* I should wash yer mouth out with soap!"

"That way I can lick you clean right?" Rebecca said nibbling on the woman's ear. "No but I should stop, my colorful ways with language gets *grotesque.*" She ticked off the word of the day.

"If you talk like that 'round the kids, imma tan yer hide purple." Six calmly threatens with a grin.

Rebecca laughed, and said, "Oh, no I'm going to teach our children to be *so much worse.* The horrendous things they say will make us find a religion."

"Damn, real shame they're never gonna see their....mama's? Papa's?" Six gets sidetracked on the.....*terminology* of this. "We need to pre-plan this. We definitely need to know term's a reference, an' we need different ones, so they can like, say mine first!"

"Big mom, lil mom." Rebecca said with a nod, "*Or* Strong mom, weak mom. Though I don't super care if you want to be mom. I can definitely be dad, 'rent, or just becky. Who cares? I never called anyone who raised me anything but their name and I turned out—"

Rebecca stopped speaking for a minute, thinking hard.

Then she said, "Well that's not *why* I didn't turn out fine."

"You turned out perfect for me, darlin'." Six pats Rebecca, putting herself on the other womans side as the stars above shine, the distant gunfire and explosives filling senses in a sort of background noise that's calming. The Courier chuckles at a *particularly* loud explosion.

"So. What's the plan ya' think? For us, not the, uh, national whatever." Six waves her hand at the FOB nearby, "Get real cool an' respected 'till we can talk to the boss in charge, then get 'em to tell us what's what, finish this fight? Like I did with the Legion?"

"I dunno, yeah? I guess." Rebecca said scratching her chin, "I didn't really *have* a plan. I just wanted to be in the shit a bit. It felt good to have a task, in a way that I was trained, in a field that I'm good at. Honestly? This might have mostly just for my self-confidence." She muttered that last part out. "I feel like once we lose this platoon, it'll be easier to move around more freely. Most of them aren't making it out of here."

"I feel like that too, yeah. This...this is a lil' rough for a scrap." Six breathes out, looking at the blasted and still burning forest, corpses trailing every corner and edge, ghoul and monster alike burning in the inferno of irradiated fire..

"Is this not what it was like when you were... Conquering Vegas?" Rebecca asked looking at Six with some concern. "I didn't realise I was dragging you into something... Different."

"I'm clever an' plenty tough darlin', but I got Vegas by bein' real clever, not real tough." Six shakes her head smiling, "I'll do the same here."

"Can you find a way that me being tough can help you being clever?" Rebecca asks, then in a more serious tone, "Do you want me to still be sterile by the way?"

"Yeah, we're in a warzone darlin'!" Six laughs at the idea, leaning into Rebecca.

Rebecca nodded, "Okay, it's a switch so just let me know when you feel like... Doin' that."

"Carryin' somethin' 'round for nine months?" Six looks out of the side of her eye, mostly amused.

"I could also take your egg and carry it. Though... Umbilical creature becomes a risk at that point." Rebecca looks at Six, "You're tough, but you're not slay a miscarriage horror, and then eat it's umbilical cord tough."

"Leeeeeeeeets keeeep umbilical creature down to a minimum, yeah?" Six offers with a *mildly* horrified look. "A' I've already figured out a way for you bein' tough ta' help me bein' clever. I ain't gotta back down when some mean Lanius-lookin' motherhubbard shows his or her face." The Courier winks at Rebecca, "I'll just wait for ya' ta' trounce 'em."

"Have you ever wanted to fuck on an enemy's corpse?" Rebecca asked curiously, looking at Six, "There used to be these apps where you wrote down lists of things, and then mark 'Yes' 'No' 'Maybe' right? So you'd both answer blind and then your answer wouldn't be affected by a look or something. I guess. People are weird about their fetishes."

Rebecca shrugged, she was digressing. "But yeah, have you ever wanted to just like... Relish in the defeat of someone?"

"I can't say I've ever considered that exactly." Six chuckles, looking at Rebecca with a tilt of her head.

Rebecca nods, "Vro said that it's hard for humans, or even Asari to switch from combat to sex so easily. I'm kind of proud of it, because it makes me feel more like a Krogan. Krogan were really the only ones I got along with just by default. If you didn't like what they said, you got in a fist fight, and one of you quit or died. It was *easy.* It was nice. If you wanted to bed a krogan, and you were a woman, you could just kick the shit out of them and they'd find it hot. I assume the men could too, but it didn't come up very often in my life because. Well. Gender."

"Also I imagine it looks bad." Six adds, looking up at the stars in wonderment, "'Cause like, it ain't just Krogans up there, its everyone else, an' this whole things real ancient, so everyones, uh, crosspollinated." She makes a merging gesture, interlacing her fingers into a clasp as she speaks,

"Everyone can only have kids with their own actually," Rebecca said helpfully, "Over two thousand discovered intelligent species, all with weird shaped cocks and sheathes, all fucking, and none of them making kids." She sparked up a kretek, "Well, except for Asari, but they didn't breed through Sex, they read your mind and you had a simultaneous orgasm at a celebration of your new sense of self-awareness. Always an Asari when that happens though."

"I see. Huh." Six hums again, still learning new, strange, mildly terrifying space facts every day. "I....huh."

"I fucked an Elcor once." Rebecca said helpfully, pulling up an image, "Don't recommend it. They say 'pleased: oh' 'pleased: oh' over and over."

"That's......you can......big?" Six is staring at the creature of nine feet and a *hell* of a member underneath.

Rebecca nods, "I'm incredibly flexible, pliable, and *stretchy.*"

"*You gotta be, that sucker gotcha vacuum packed.*" Six stares in a *tiny* chunk of terror.

Rebecca nodded, "I needed medi-gel afterwards. My appendix received a *ton* of damage and I almost bled out."

"W-was it worth it? It don't sound worth it." Six is still horrified.

Rebecca shrugged, "Like, pleasure wise? Or sense of achievement?"

"I mean, like, both?" Six says.

"No, *god* no, but the 'I fucked an Elcor' story does make people very impressed." Rebecca said, "But no. No, I will not be doing that again. Ever. Do you want to see a picture of a naked Quarian?"

"Sure. You know, most other women might feel a lil' weird 'bout this, but I dunno, I got this sense a' accomplishment when I know my girl's been to *every* extreme, an' still went for me." Six grins as Rebecca starts to pull up the picture, "Makes me feel a lil' special."

"Well you are special," Rebecca said, "I only choose the best partners. As a rule, I don't sleep with *anyone* only the best, of the best. Whoever I choose forever is better than the rest. So good that I don't even *want* to look anymore, because I love what I have so much." She flipped through her pip-tool and pulled up a few nude shots of Quarians, not Ras *specifically* but of Quarians none-the-less. "Glow when they blush, very pretty but not like... I dunno. Not like Blonde girl pretty? Does that make sense?"

Rebecca looks over at Six, "Like, not... You have a mirror, you know."

"I ain't *that* pretty." Six blushes a little, looking down at her legs.

"What?" Rebecca said with a laugh, looking at Six, "Misses Six, you take my breath away whenever I look at you. You have *blonde* hair, *blue* eyes, and *freckles.* You are the *peak* of human beauty, at least to me."

"I mean.....S'pose I used ta' look worse." Six is blushing again, putting her hand in her hair shyly.

Rebecca looked at her, and gave her a gentle peck on the head, "What do you mean? Because your skull got splattered by hollow points?"

"Uh. Sun-beaten' skin, lotsa dirt, lotsa sweat, short hair that ain' ever seen shampoo a day in its life. An...uh, my teeth." Six starts to lay out her insecurities, nervously.

Rebecca says, "Tans are hot, sweat is hot, dirt is hot, all that shit means it's a woman who can run, gun, and be tough. All that shit is *sexy.* I like the teeth, but then again I guess I've got that whole shark thing going on. I know I look like a dog-mouthed freak half the time."

Six chuckles, shaking her head, "Nah, not really. Most ya' ever change, at least ta' me, is some red eyes an' some sharp teeth. Still miles less freaky than a ghoul." She grins up at Rebecca, showing the gap-tooth she's so *anxious* about again as bright blue eyes meet Rebecca's darker green ones.

"I'm glad I'm attractive to you Six," Rebecca said putting her head against the smaller of the two, "I just ... I don't look like anyone I'd *ever* be attracted too really. I'm just tall, stringy, a little flat. Just a kind of... Horny bean pole."

"Well, darlin', you might be sufferin' from the tall perspective." Six murmurs adorably, "'Cause from where *I'm sittin'?* You're roughly 'bout twice as wide at the hips, got arms that'd eat mine for breakfast, an' a chest that's a lil' *huge* compared ta' my hannds. Pretty much the ideal woman." She grins, letting *ideal* drag on for a few seconds of sentence as she grins up at Becky. "I wouldn't be ridin' ya' like a.....I was about to say Jackrabbit, but that's a lil' weird now."

"They giggled like you and it freaked me out." Rebecca admitted, "So yeah, please do *not.* I'm trying so hard not to fall into *time paradox* paranoia."

"....Me?" Six breathes out, falling into time paradox paranoia almost immediately, "Oh god, that *is* the height I'd like ta' be. *Oh god.* They talk like I'd like ta' talk! OH *god!*"

"Stop. *Stop.*" Rebecca said rubbing her eyes, "Six, you were just smoking pounds and pounds of weed. Anxiety and paranoia are a side effect. If you were Jackrabbit you would have had Sex with me right?"

"I *did have sex with you!*" Six stares with terror.

"I absolutely *Did NOT* fuck Jackrabbit." Rebecca said firmly, "I would *never* fuck up our relationship."

"But if I-then-If im-then you-then....both? Is it-Are-Stable loop?" Six is muttering to herself terrified, "*I'd like ta' be five eight*."

Rebecca looked a *little* sad, "Oh. I really like you at five zero, but five-eight is nice. I know it's doable on the Citadel."

"Can't ya' just add eight extra inches ta' yourself so it evens out?" Six asks with a tilt of her head.

"I'm... I don't know, if I'm eight inches taller I'd be liiike... Seven-three?" Rebecca said doing mental math.

"What's wrong with bein' seven three?" Six questions with a smirk. "Imagine if ya' were, I'd be like....hip level. Huh, wouldn't even have ta' kneel."

"*Six*" Rebecca whispered quietly, "*What if I was seven-three?!*"

"*What*?" Six returns the whisper confused now.

"I could be seven-three..." Rebecca muttered looking at her tool, "I'd need to eat a *helluva* lot more however, because like... Beeg. Also none of my clothes or armor would fit. My gravity would be off for a while, but you *would* be at hip height...." She's clearly considering it, even though when she tried at the church she nearly split in half. "What if I was *eight feet tall.*" She whispered.

"Well darlin', at that point I'm at *groin height* an' would have ta' crane my neck up all the time. So yer carryin' me." Six finds this whole thought process entertaining, smiling at Rebecca's considerations. "But it'd be real interestin' ta' be certain."

"I dunno..." Rebecca muttered, "I think I already show a lack of self control at my current height really. Sometimes when you make those little noises ..." She trailed off as she muttered to herself, "*God when you make noises...*"

"Ya' used ta' tell me about how you'd do all sortsa stuff with partners, I think we should start tryin' more stuff." Six offers with a tiny grin at Rebecca's current *contemplative* mood, "We learned mostly by accident that I like, uh, ya' know." She makes a smacking motion.

Rebecca nods and then brings up a *huge* spreadsheet, "Alright, I guess we could. Yeah, what do you want to try? Pain? Embarassment? Tickling? Different positions? I won't do stuff with animals as a rule. It's a soft rule, but it's a rule. Unless it's a deal breaker. But no."

"Imma ignore that last bit, mkay." Six brightly smiles at Rebecca, and then looks at the spreadsheet, "Well, ticklin's right off the table, makes me get violent. Like, plasma gun violent." She murmurs idly.

Rebecca looks at Six, "In a fun way? Like if I was willin' to get shot?" Though she also says, "Anything with feet is out for me as well. Because *FuuuUUUUuuuck that.* Feet are gross."

"Thanks for remindin' me of how ta' punish ya'!" Six grins.

Rebecca pointed at Six's face, "You touch me with your feet and I tickle you."

"That there destruction's mutually assured darlin'. Didn't work out so hot for the Old World." Six starts to tease, grinning broader.

"Did in other universes!" Rebecca grinned back, "There's public stuff, and we're both *incredibly* competent so could get *real* harrowing with that."

"I dunno whatcha mean?" Six's foot touches Rebecca's shin.

Rebecca leaps about six inches away from Six and *screams* "Iiicicicicicickckckckck, *DON'T!*"

"I thought ya' were gonna tickle me back, huh? Nerve ran out?" Six giggles, putting her boot back on after the sock is slipped over the foot. "Big bad Rebecca scared away by an implement a' walkin'?" She's *bratting* unbelievably hard.

Rebecca narrows her eyes, and then pulls out a *cattle prod.* She menaces at Six as she turns a knob *incredibly* high, to the point where it's starting to hum.

"Lets *tussle.*" Six grins, getting up into a loose and limber stance, more than willing to make this a competition. One she'll in all likelyhood lose, being shorter, slighter, weaker and less durable. Vyt she;s a sucker for a good gamble.

"Are you *sure* about this?" Rebecca said waving the prod dangerously, "Because if you do that again I'm *frying* you like a goddamn egg."

"One day, one day, in a month, maybe six, maybe a year, maybe when we're on our deathbeds, you're gonna be sittin' there, real comfy, real deathly." Six circles with a grin, "An' yer gonna feel the smooth, lil' bit calloused bottom a' my foot on you."

"Well, I guess if you're in for a penny you're in for a pound." Rebecca murmured then shrugged, and lashed out with the shock-prod trying to catch Six with the electric end. The boom of it goes wide and strikes her to Rebecca's surprise. Zapping the hell out of her on the neck.

Six gasps and freezes under the shock, synthetic spine making her not seize but just *stop* at the contact.

"Oh. Oh god, are you alright why didn't you *dodge* you freak." Rebecca whispered dropping the weapon immediately, "Are you okay? Are you fine?"

Six drops with it, breathing in shudders that ripple through her back and shoulders, not responding immediately. She feels Rebecca next to her kneeling holding her by the shoulders.

Rebecca is whispering, "Oh shit, oh shit. Sorry. Sorry."

"*So.*" Six breathes out shakily, "No, uh, electric play. I, uh, whited out. That was.....yeah." Six sounds like she just woke up, heavy and deeper than normal voice at odds with her normal voice and behaviours. "I ain't a fan I don't think."

"*Christ on a **FUCKING** cross, Six!*" Rebecca yelled in panic as she hugged her tight. "Okay, that's fine, jesus. I. Jesus."

"You're cute when you're worried." Six grins up at her, pecking her on the nose with a giggle.

Rebecca takes a deep breath, and tries her best not to choke the woman. "Alright."

"My *gorgeous* protector," Six grins wider as she sees how far Rebecca's *anger* can hold out against her. "Beautiful wife, perfect lover~."

It's not very long, as it finds out as Rebecca immediately melts and says, "Awww... I love you too." Though still picks her up and looks around. "Hmmm... I think I'm going to try... How do you feel about needles?"

"Big fan, use 'em every day, why?" Six tilts her head in confusion.

Rebecca shows Six a piercing that Rebecca was considering getting, though it'd be much easier now with a control panel for her body. It was a three dimensional image of a clitoral hood, with a cutaway showing an L shaped bar holding a piercing in place on two ends.

"Whoah. Uh. That looks like it'd damage things." Six murmurs, staring at the thing.

"Definitely feels weird going up stairs. You're aware of it constantly." Rebecca said, "Cerberus never put it *back.* I thought it made me look pretty." She flips the image over to breasts covered in needles, hypodermic sterile ones without the syringe attached. "There's also this I guess? Also like, spit, cum, any fluid really. Tickling, bondage, exhibitionism. Anals a thing, doesn't do as much for women, but I've got the quad setting so you know, two cocks."

She's running through pictures of each thing as she flicks, "Humiliation, embarassment, consensual non-consent, uh... This is all mostly BDSM stuff. There's *roleplay!* Where you pretend different things? Umm... Fun outfits, I like outfits. All sorts of toys, though I'm basically a walking toy. Impact, cutting, piercing, bashing, fire, though I guess I'm just saying damage types now. Umm... Group stuff is boring, but I'm willing to try it again if I *must,* since you never got the chance. Feels unfair otherwise."

"There's mutual masturbation, obviously, uh. Choking, breath play, but also shibarii which is basically a type of knot tying that's fun." Rebecca's muttering even more, as more and more gifs show up of various acts, faces, and instructional diagrams come up. "Oh god, no that's sounding, you don't— Do you?" It's a urethra. With a rod. That's it. It looks like an act of torture. There is nothing remotely sexy to most people and a GI passing by vomits, and then returns back to the cabin.

"Imma need like....*all that* forwarded to my Pip-Boy, except the, uh, rod. I'm okay, that, uh, that can't feel good." Six shivers at the sight.

Rebecca zooms out of the photo to show herself, "It's... Different. I'll admit, I like it but I'm very *very* broken in the head." She however packages up *everything* and sends it out. With a ping. A ping that did't show up on Six's pip-boy.

"I *guess* we can try it. Just....*damn.* That's....*wow,* looks scary as all get-out." Six shivers.

"Oh hell yeah, and if you're not careful you can do *serious* damage, even like. Just being not clean will fuck your life up." Rebecca said with a knowing confidence. "Not for the feint of heart. Um, *Oh. Oh noooo. **Oh nooo....***" Rebecca says as she looks at her device.

> Direct Message with: Jesse
>> Rebecca
>>> This is for you ;3 I am going to fucking *ruin you*
>>> [file attached things_to_try.pdf 94.7mb]
>>> Don't open that
>>> it was for six.
>> Jesse
>>> oh my god
>>> you two do what
>>> why is there a rod in that hole

"Noooooo..." Rebecca moaned at the pip-tool, "nooooo..."

>>Jesse
>>> I know you're just saying nooooooooo
>>> what is this
>>> you ar enot free of sin
>> Rebecca
>>> This isn't sin it's love. this is what love can look like.
>> Jesse
>>> none of these acts are in any holy text
>> Rebecca
>>> Name a holy man that knows how to fuck
>>> no-one was like "oh yeah, jesus got that good stigmussy"
>> Jesse
>>> guy that wrote the kama sutra
>>> he was a saint
>>> literally
>> Rebecca
>>> The kama sutra is just like positions it doesn't have the cool shit
>>> that's like babies first sex bible.
>>> real women explore
>>> but uh sounding isn't for everyone
>>> why would you immediately focus on the rod there's like *a hundred* different pages.
>> Jesse
>>> is she impaled
>>> no its butt
>>> what
>>> you can use that
>>> for that
>>> why are you smacking her
>>> why is she bleeding and cumming
>>> what
>>> im traumatized
>> Rebecca
>>> Fucking sex addict my ass
>>> prude
>>> don't kink shame me because i'm livacious
>> Jesse
>>> I'm kink shaming you
>>> im doing it so hard
>>> so this is what therapygirlfriend meant by choking me
>>> she should get a belt too, her arms are too smal to do it normal like
>> Rebecca
>>> There's a diagram for how to make a quick release on the belt
>>> so that you don't die
>>> jesus christ please read a book
>>> but not my home made sex manual
>>> with me fucking people.
>>> or various rods and piercings.
>>> I guess we're not related by blood but it definitely makes the aunt / mom thing weird.
>> Jesse
>>> AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA
>>> AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA
>>> AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA
>>> You did that to her thiiiiiiiiiing!?
>>> knife ther nooooooooo
>>> noooooo
>> Rebecca
>>> No I did that to mine, first
>>> then when I knew like, how to do it safely I did unto others as I would have done onto me
>>> it's the golden rule
>>> don't make this weird.
>> Jesse
>>> my surrogate mother who i talk to on a text chat
>>> sent me ninety megabytes of porn
>> Rebecca
>>> It's not *porn* it's not for entertainment! It's for education! and
>>> I was sending it to Six, she wanted to like *have ideas.*
>>> Fuck it I'm creating a group chat I'm not doing this on my own.

> Group Message With: We Don't Talk About the PDF
> /add "Jackrabbit" "Jesse" "♥♥♥Six♥♥♥"
>> Rebecca
>>> Okay, group chat.
>>> Jesse, type '/add ' and then whatever you have therapygirl under.
>> Jesse
>>> '/add' 'therapygirlfriendwhorocks'
>> Rebecca
>>> So... Can brains get freezer burn? Is that a thing?
>>> '/add therapygirlfriendwhorocks' ← type that without the →' '←
> Added [piparc.14141.arc]
> /name [piparc.14141.arc] "therapygirl(find out her real name!!!)"
>> Rebecca
>>> This is a normal thing to send people.
>>> [file attached things_to_try.pdf 94.7mb]
>>> This is not weird.
>>> What is therapygirl's real nme.
>> therapygirl(find out her real name!!!)
>>> My name is not therapygirl.
>>> Why is Jesse now having trouble not referring to me as that
>>> What have you done
>> Rebecca
>>> She never told me your name, so I use it whenever I talk about you.
>>> Which is insane, you need higher self esteem
>>> what is your name dear?
>> therapygirl(find out her real name!!!)
>>> Sylvia.
>>> This is not something normal to send people
>>> That's crazy, why would you have this easily accessible
>> Rebecca
> /change "therapygirl(find out her real name!!!)" "Syliva"
>> Rebecca
>>> Don't kink shame it's unseemly, *especially* at your age.
>>> In space all this shit is just on the internet you could just look it up
>>> I made a document for myself
>>> I was sharing it with Six
>>> I accidentally sent it to Jesse
>>> but that doesn't make it *weird*
>>> back me up @♥♥♥Six♥♥♥
>> Syliva
>>> As a therapist and psychologist
>>> yes it is
>> Rebecca
>>> I'm sorry where did you get your degree you are literally 12
>> ♥♥♥Six♥♥♥
>>> Well darlin', i can say that its definitely sweet that you got readin' material
>> Syliva
>>> Lost Hills University
>>> I went there when I was 13.
>>> Early bloomer
>> Rebecca
>>> you what
>>> fr?
>>> that's nuts I may have to start treating you better
>>> marginally.
>>> joking
>>> Did Jesse mention the car?
>>> We're building you guys a car
>>> once we're done committing war activities
>> ♥♥♥Six♥♥♥
>>> We're not commiting warcrimes
>>> There's no convention signatories here lover
>>> We're all just militias
>> Rebecca
>>> I said war activities
>>> America never signed anything that said "No war crimes"
>>> so technically it's everyone else who is being prudes
>>> I got to order mini-nuke deployment on a river
>>> it was siiiiiiiick
>>> [Video Attached flesh_glows_mushrooms.mp4 234.33 mb]
>> Jesse
>>> We signed the accords of 1949
>>> but nothing else
>>> it says we gotta treat prisoners right
>>> care for the wounded no matter what
>>> aslso we gotta declare war
>>> also we gotta not use like
>>> exploding bullets
>> Rebecca
>>> I don't see any regulatory committees here
>>> you sound like you were boring during war.
>>> What?!? No fuck that, we're post apocalypse
>>> all aboard the murder train
>>> choo choo coming into death station.
>> Jesse
>>> I remember a Europian (that how you spell that?) Commonwealth nerd
>>> She came to our unit in Canada while we were pacifying a revolt
>>> and said we couldn't use the deathclaws on them
>>> we made her watch the deathclaws lmao
>> Syliva
>>> I....
>>> We'll talk about that later star.
>> Rebecca
>>> Oh we did something like that yeah lol
>>> I made a human centipede once
>>> it was very funny
>>> Albanian I was with used to put heads on humvees
>>> gave us psychological strength
>>> Everything is a weapon. Especially the dead.
>> Syliva
>>> That sounds siiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiick
>>> I never got to do an EC T-R
>>> uh
>>> europian commonwealthe training rotation
>>> The national guard and army got htose
>>> they'd always say the wildest shit
>>> like that one story i heard about Latvians
>>> where they and the latvians got engaged by lithuanians
>>> and the latvians were literally eating their corpses
>> ♥♥♥Six♥♥♥
>>> That's
>>> I thought cannibals were like
>>> a modern thing
>> Rebecca
>>> We're with the Okie national guard
>>> and they're not a bunch of backwater hicks
>>> like I had assumed. Decent people.
>> Syliva
>>> I just observed a forest on fire, people shooting injured combatants and a nuclear weapon used
>>> your definition of decent is a little off.
>> Rebecca
>>> What? No, those combatants were dead the moment they said they were our enemies
>> Jesse
>>> yeah exactly
>>> wait i have slurs for this
>>> like the syrup-suckers
>>> and the bea-I can't say that
>> Rebecca
>>> no slurs will be bad we don't say slurs
>>> It makes me feel weird
>>> like a bad person
>>> unlike eating people which is respectful of their bodies
>>> @♥♥♥Six♥♥♥ No cannibalism is like, *constant* part of the human experience
>>> we're always eating people. Meat's meat.
>> Jesse
>>> I learned syrup sucker from this other marine
>>> he was calleed like pig eater
>>> no hog warmer
>>> no hog eater
>> ♥♥♥Six♥♥♥
>>> We are not constantly eating human meat
>>> We are eating human leavings
>>> And I suppose I'm drinking human pretty regularly
>> Rebecca
>>> I'm a hog-warmer lmao
>>> omg shutup lmao. ♥
>> Silyva
>>> More seriously, are you two alright?
>>> That warfare seems high intensity
>>> And that's rarely healthy
>> Rebecca
>>> What? No they don't even have airsupport
>>> it's literally a bunch of farmers and their pets in a jungle
>>> I do this shit on the reg.
>> Jesse
>>> moooooooooooom
>>> can i come
>>> can i
>>> please
>>> i wanna
>>> fight poeople
>>> in a junglke
>>> i never got to go to chinaaa
>>> i wanna kill
>> Rebecca
>>> It'll be over by the time you get here.
>>> It'll be over in like three days now that Six and I are here
>>> Literally but you regenerate right? Like I do?
>> Jesse
>>> faster than u
>>> lmao
>> Rebecca
>>> Then yeah why not? Just stay away from fire
>>> come kill shit. tell the your rank don't re-enlist.
>>> if you re-enlist I'll cut your head off and carry it in my goddamn bag.
>> Jesse
>>> yay
>>> im a corporal
>>> i never un-enlisted
>> Rebecca
>>> Yeah but you get un-enlisted when they freeze you
>>> you have to be re-enlisted when you're thawed
>> Jesse
>>> but i can be okiehomie national guard
>>> get the lttle flaaag
>>> with the chick stabbing a tyrant
>> Rebecca
>>> You do not want to be an okie
>>> the little flag with what???
>>> what are you talking about??????
>>> Did you hit your head?
>> Jesse
>>> [image attached okie-ng-patch 5.6mb.TIFF]
>>> With the Lady Liberty covered in blood, stabbing a commie tyrant
>>> you can tell hes commie because of the moustache
>>> its commie
>> Rebecca
>>> communism is just an ideology
>>> not a like fashion choice lmao
>> Jesse
>>> an ideology of neeeeeeerds
>>> with moustaches
>>> i killed a lot of commies
>>> like
>>> two thousand six hundred and nine communist students
>>> they deserved it
>> Syliva
>>> You can't normalize that!
>> Rebecca
>>> I used to have a combat patch which was like
>>> these two swords over a laurel
>>> but yeah if they were enemies of the US then at that point like
>>> they made poor life decision imo.
>>> you can't save someone from themselves
>>> you can stop them from hurting others though.
>> Jesse
>>> Exaaaactly
>>> they were in front of a factory
>>> and were protesting
>>> and they were in the way of war materiel production
>>> so we just opened up with the miniguns
>>> brrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr
>> Rebecca
>>> I thought you were a marine
>>> did they deploy marines state side for riot patrol?
>>> lmao get wreeeecked.
>>> did you not fight in any real wars????
>> Jesse
>>> yea
>>> I fought in mexicoooooooo
>>> i never got to go to china
>>> army went to china mostly
>>> some marines
>>> but mostly army
>> Rebecca
>>> Who did you even fight in Mexico?
>>> Like three cartel leaders?
>> Jesse
>>> The Mexican governemt
>>> they nuked us lmaaaaoooooooooo
>>> like my company
>> Rebecca
>>> Who gave mexico nukes????
>>> Who would allow mexico to hvae nukes
>> Jesse
>>> soviet union
>> Rebecca
>>> Oh yeah no that tracks. We should not have allowed them to do that.
>>> Idk we should have just turned that giant ice patch into a crater after the dissolution of the soviet union.
>> Jesse
>>> I fought some soviet vdv guys in mexico
>>> that was really scary
>>> they wouldn't miss ever
>>> like their snipers oculd shoot through your eyes in power armr
>>> i lost an eye for alil
>> Rebecca
>>> yeah, that's why I keep telling epople to stop peeking out and shit
>>> people are dumb as fuck in the wasteland, and in space
>>> no-one understands situational awareness during combat
>>> I have *never* been shot by an enemy I was unaware of.
>>> now i have been shot multiple times
>>> but it was a *decision* for victory.
>> Jesse
>>> I heard a lotta cool things about chinaaaaa
>>> im so sasd
>>> i didn't get to go
>>> the iar force
>>> air force
>>> chairforce lmao
>>> was letting squads call down *nukkkkesssss*
>>> just anywhere you want!
>> Rebecca
>>> If you find some mini-nukes when we travel together
>>> you could call down nukes
>>> There's villages here
>>> we could go nuking together.
>> Jesse
>>> no like biiiig ones
>>> like you could lase a city with the little funny stick
>>> and then watch it go boom
>> Rebecca
>>> That's very bad for your health lmao. The radiation would cook your meats.
>>> Explains why there's so many ghouls in Oklahoma
>>> there's like no craters here. It's like an entire state untouched tbh
>>> so we're touching it.
>>> Bad touch.
>> Jesse
>>> bad nuke touch
>>> show me on the world map where the nuclear weapon touched you
>> Rebecca
>>> lmao
>> ♥♥♥Six♥♥♥
>>> You know, I'd say something
>>> but being willy-nilly with nukes is like
>>> the coolest, sexiest, awesomest thing i do
>>> i once nuked the legion
>>> but not like
>>> actually
>>> i should have
>>> i had like 300 nukes pointed at arizona
>> Rebecca
>>> You still *can* tho
>>> we could just delete arizona
>> ♥♥♥Six♥♥♥
>>> no
>>> arizona's nice
>>> it has that bartender remember
>> Rebecca
>>> oh right, and wilson.
>> ♥♥♥Six♥♥♥
>>> yup
>>> no nuking states
>>> maybe we should reunite arizona
>>> like conquering heroes
>>> queen six
>>> no bad
>>> no
>> Rebecca
>>> Oh that'd be sick
>>> if you get to be queen
>>> can I be royal consort
>>> I'll where that outfit from empire strikes back
>>> that leia wore?
>>> to jabba?
>>> Star Wars
>> Jesse
>>> space force was a thing
>>> i thik they did wars in the stars
>>> why are you saying that
>> Rebecca
>>> what, no like
>>> oh right, wait no
>>> vietnam happened that means there must have been a star wars
>>> you can't have vietnam without star wars.
>>> they are intrinsically linked.
>>> George Lucas may have had syphillus
>>> but he was a genius.
>> Jesse
>>> i never got to go to the third war in nam
>>> i wanted toooo
>>> i kept volunteering
>>> aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa
>> Syliva
>>> If you'd gone over there you could have died star
>>> its better you stayed somewhere safer
>> Rebecca
>>> Never regret what you didn't get to do
>>> because it's what you did do that allowed you to become who you are
>>> god doesn't close or open windows
>>> he set the house on fire when you were born
>>> and is just waiting for you to die
>>> you know what I mean?
>> Jesse
>>> no
>> Rebecca
>>> My DI told me that
>>> like, people say "When god closes a door, he opens a window"
>>> but that's not true. God locked you in the room and set the room on fire
>>> You were placed in a situation where inevitably you will die.
>>> *BUT* you still got all the time in the room to do what you want
>>> so like, enjoy your burning room. Its your room.
>> Jesse
>>> oh so kill everyone before you die
>>> so they can be spared the fire
>>> i getcha
>> Rebecca
>>> No, you're in a room alone everyone has their own room
>>> you should find peace in the room.
>> Jesse
>>> break out of the room
>>> eat the arsonist
>>> overrun the ineffectual local government that can't stop an arsonist
>> Rebecca
>>> The aronists is god in this scenario
>>> but gods are actually very killable.
>> Jesse
>>> if some german twink can kill god
>>> i can kill god
>> Rebecca
>>> Nietsche was saying that we as a collective killed god
>>> not him specifically. We killed the idea of worship with science
>>> because we created cause and effect, which disproved the need for faith.
>>> Because you can know, and because you can know, you don't need to know.
>>> but I killed an actual god.
>> Jesse
>>> lmao god died to brain thought
>>> common american w
>> Rebecca
>>> lmao
>>> Mini-nukes work on gods I learned
>>> it's pretty great.
>>> I nuked Six though
>>> made me really sad
>>> I was going to kill myself after
>>> but she ended up being fine
>>> so don't be like me.
>>> wait to make sure they're really dead first
>>> unless they want you to live on.
>>> which is weird, but who am I to say no to someone I love.
>> Jesse
>>> yeeeeeeeeee
>>> i mean i'd probably live on
>>> but that's cause dying seems scary
>>> being dead seems easy though
>> Rebecca
>>> So unbelievably painful
>>> your brain dies last
>>> so you're last few moments are without any sensation but thought
>>> and the entire time you can feel your body decaying and all the warning bells
>>> cuz like your lungs aren't pumping so you're suffocating
>>> and your adrenaline is still going
>>> and your brain is dying without all it's bits
>>> dying is why I don't bother torturing people anymore
>>> because the act of dying is more horrific then any torture could possibly be.
>> Jesse
>>> do ghouls feel that?
>> Rebecca
>>> It feels rude to ask, but I'm in a military so it will definitely come up.
>> Jesse
>>> ask i don't know ghouls
>>> ask noooooow
>>> mom pls
>>> ask
>> Rebecca
>>> Okay I asked, they said no.
>> Syliva
>>> At the risk of encouraging my stars worse desires
>>> that was very fast
>> Rebecca
>>> If you graduated at 13 why did you only do an undergrad?
>> Syliva
>>> I enrolled then, I graduated at 17
>> Rebecca
>>> why did you only do undergrad tho
>>> why psychology
>>> whyyyyyy
>> Syliva
>>> I did not have more time
>>> I like helping people and understanding them.
>> Rebecca
>>> So like... your a sociopath or something right?
>>> high-functioning, lets Jesse do whatever
>>> not really emotional it seems
>>> yeah?
>> Syliva
>>> I am perfectly normal.
>> Rebecca
>>> :)
>> Syliva
>>> I know where you sleep.
>> Rebecca
>>> So do I jackass. It's in a big bed
>>> with my beautiful wife
>>> and multiple nuclear armaments.
>> Jesse
>>> Don't threaaaten eachotheeeeerrrrrrrrrr
>>> stooooop
>> Rebecca
>>> Honey, the only thing that can threaten me is the divine
>>> possibly Six, but only rarely when she gets that *reallly* crazy look in the eyes
>>> cameras don't catch it quite right, you can tell she's thinking what it'd be like to turn your bone marrow into jerky.
>>> have you emt Six? I forget she's hot.
>>> God I love Six.
>>> I'm high still.
>> Jesse
>>> yea
>>> she just stared at me dissapointedly
>>> but she also had this weirdo gun
>>> which had a brain in it
>> Rebecca
>>> Ye— wait what
>>> That's not what I saw when I got in there????
>>> Were you guys talking before I got there?
>>> I walked with her. wtf.
>>> You never mentioned it.
>> ♥♥♥Six♥♥♥
>>> The Cybergun was out while you two were wrestlin'
>>> it don't miss
>> Rebecca
>>> lmao you need a brain in your gun to aim for you.
>> ♥♥♥Six♥♥♥
>>> next time i'll just shoot an' worry bout your neck later
>> Rebecca
>>> I love it when you talk dirty lmao
>>> anyways, come towards Oklahoma we'll meet up.
>> ♥♥♥Six♥♥♥
>>> dirty looks more like [AGE-CONTROL-CENSORED]
>>> What
>>> [AGE-CONTROL-CENSORED]
>> Rebecca
>>> I turned on parental control on your pipboy
>>> :)
>> ♥♥♥Six♥♥♥
>>> So darlin's Rebecca's gonna be busy for the next lil' bit
>>> i heard she likes sounding
>> Rebecca
>>> :3
>>> I dooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo
>> Jesse
>>> *gags*
>> Rebecca
>>> we have such sights to show you.
>> Jesse
>>> *gags harder*
>> Rebecca
>>> omg she takes after you Six.
>>> Anyways... Maybe we say less mom/aunt stuff if we do sex jokes
>>> It feels weirder the closer we get to alabama.

"That's the weird part?" Six asks in the real world, turning to face the woman she's been right next to this whole time, searching her pip boy for *something*.

Rebecca poked her device, "The parental controls are still password locked."

"I'll drag them out of you." Six confidently states, "Or, i s'pose, push 'em outta you." The grin is *equally* devious to Rebecca's poke.

Rebecca leans into Six's ear and whispers, "Bend me over, make me scream Six. Fuck me until I bleed. You won't get anything out of me."

Six blushes, but fires back, "I ain't gotta do all *that* darlin'." Her smile is still devious as she turns to cup Rebecca's cheek, eyes bright and yet heady, "You'll do *anythin*' for me." She murmurs quietly.

"I will," Rebecca admitted leaning in close to her face. Closing her eyes.

"This ain't *for* the password." Six explains at the taller woman, "It's for, ya know, *payback~.*" Then another devious giggle escapes her.

"What is payback?" Rebecca asks somewhat confused, "What have you got planning?"

"Step one a' payback is gettin' ya' ta' explain safe soundin' to me. Step two is doin' it real carefully." Six starts to trace through her plan, having stolen one of Rebecca's toys for the purpose, a long ribbed silicone rod. She's a *little* intimidated by the toy as she taps it on Rebecca's thigh.

"Well, the good news is that *most* of the danger is just from like, size too large, too narrow, or too long does a *lot* of damage." Rebecca shudders a little, "It can do a *lot* of damage. Injury is pretty common, and accidents happen. Few drops of blood is time to stop for the most part, but I don't bleed anymore. SOmetimes it's unavoidable the first time. You don't *push* it is the thing. Have you ever put in a catheter?" Rebecca asked the woman.

Six nods, following a long a little less intimidated by that comparison, "Alright, that....somehow makes it less bad. I can do that actually."

"Yeah it's mostly the idea behind it that freaks people out. Also the idea of it is kind of what makes it hot too." Rebecca admits, scratching the back of her head. "I don't actually know how to be *sterile* in uh, our current environment."

"That's easy darlin', just wash an' irradiate." Six shakes her head at the idea, "Just gotta put it in a clean chamber, my surgical tools are sterile 'cause the bags they come in clean 'em up with gamma rays." She flashes a doctors bag into her hand, the metal all around it and obvious *weight* of the bag making it clearly much more than just leather.

Rebecca nods, "Yeah so the uh spot is basically surrounding that tube in the diagram. You gently push the little bubbles up *slowly* and *incredibly gently* until it hits the same way a catheter would." She points at a hole in the core, "To uh... Some of the same effect."

"Yeah, uh, was about ta' say, catheters ain't usually fun." Six grins at Rebecca amused.

"Really?" Rebecca asked rubbing her chin, "That explains a lot about other people, I guess."

"Well, yeah, its like, whole thing gets bruised up." Six is trying to explain why its not comfortable.

Rebecca nods excitedly at Six, but still a little confused. "Yeah! Oh other people don't like bruising in general."

"I see why this is fun for ya' then." Six breathes a sigh of relief, a brightness to her features again, "So it hurtin'....well probably a lot initially, is just like. Part a' the fun for ya'. Okay, easy." She stares at the silicon, imagining the process now. "So....do I just do that an' then stop? Do I move it? Do i like, lick ya' at the same time?"

"Four centimeters in, maybe five? And uh, yes? All of the above." Rebecca said quickly, "I don't really like doing that with *this* set though." She pointed down to the large bulge. "Normally I do it with the other one. Apparently it's less common for women to like but when I have I ever given a fuck about commonality."

"Yup!" Six answers to both queries, "Just gotta, uh, like, stare at the video's a lil' longer, so I don't feel like imma break somethin'." She mutters, intently observing the process on one of them.

Rebecca looks at Six, "Oh, wat are we. We're in the middle of a war zone." She said a little nervous, "I'd like to be somewhere a lot *safer* feeling. This is a bit more intense in... Everything."

"Huh? What? No, what? Not here? Wha-there's like ten hours a' video ta' get through! I ain't got the attention span for more than twenty minutes at a' time." Six sputters and then explains.

"Oh yeah, duh." Rebecca said with a small sigh of relief. "You can set it to three times speed by the way. It helps. A lot. Are you wanting to try and be a domme Six? Are you wanting to be the *woman* in the relationship. Instead of the girl."

"*Woman.*" Six repeats, staring at Rebecca. Its a stare that promises *much* future discomfort if she doesn't rephrase.

"Sorry adult? Grown up." Rebecca refuses, falling into a very familiar pattern to her. "You know, the one without the booster seat."

"Ooooooooooooooh!" Six hums to herself, patting Rebecca on the cheek. "You're already bein' a brat!" She grins brightly pecking Rebecca on the lips with a quick motion, "Don't worry darlin', *I'll help ya' act right.*"

"One of significant stature." Rebecca continues, "She who can reach the top shelf. I'm going to keep going until you make me stop kitten."

"No, no, darlin', dig your grave as deep as ya' want. You got plenty toys." Six re-assures Rebecca, "Every minute a' sass, we'll call it an hour a'......*funishment*."

Rebecca laughs, though that word hadn't *quite* come up between them then. "Oh you're reading the docs already then... Well, if I dig deep enough you can't reach me. Anything longer than a foot I imagine is out of reach."

Six pats Rebecca on the cheek again, "Imma send ya' a list a' things. You check off what ya' don't like, m'kay?" Ignoring the bratting, trying a very new and unique tactic on her part. A ping on the pip-tool reveals a *list* of things, starting at spanking and ending somewhere around *rope*, its not very broad, nor very extreme in most things, but it is detailed, with no less than ninety different things listed and described so Rebecca can make an informed decision.

Rebecca looks it over, and checks off everything, adds a few more and sends it back. "Markers are *fun.*" She added, "Even if they have radium paint in them."

"Well. Uh." Six starts to fully realize what *Rebecca* feels. "Alright. Huh."

Rebecca laughs, "It's scary right? Like 'oh anything' because I don't have to worry about my safety as much as you do. You're the one doing everything."

"*Why did ya' have ta' put so bluntly?*" Six bemoans, still grinning as she looks up to the stars above, "This feels a lil' stressful, uh, how, uh, s'pose you just sorta keep aware of your partner." She turns from a loud question to a quiet murmur as Six tries to wrap her head around the new role, "Yeah, just don't like....fall inta' a haze-Does that happen? Is there a haze?"

"Can be, for some people who are *really* into it. It's why I start with the safety tools a *lot* generally it's a way for me to go. 'Right, she remembers how to say stop.' Helps when I know that you *could* stop anytime, if you wanted too." Rebecca pointed out, "What makes it good for me though is just hearing how well I'm doing. I'm the subbiest domme. I just want to hear, good job. Also as a sub I just want to hear good job."

"Well *that* ain't hard darlin'!" Six grins as in the distance, the sky and stars get light up in flashes and black smoke, flak starting up at some distant battlefield that tomorrow, everyone here will likely join. "You ain't *never* done a bad job." She murmurs.

The night here is peaceful, oddly so, despite the constant rattling *scream* of munitions, everything is otherwise calm. The wind whistles idly, the air is cool and comfortable, the people are tired and asleep, or still partying in the smoking cabin. The commanders and NCO's roam the fighting holes and pillboxes making sure everyone is alive and well and awake.

Its rhythmic, mechanical, expected and comforting. A familiar structure, familiar system, familiar *everything.*

Rebecca's out with them, with Six at her side, handing out cigarettes or StayAwake as needed. Telling the odd joke or story. Rebecca never needed sleep, during combat she needed even less. It was peaceful and pleasant, and soon it would be exciting, then back to stress relief for more pleasant peace. She needed this more then she realised, gunpowder and blood making her body feel a sense of rest that had left it.

She didn't really want the war to end, but it would, and hopefully there would be another one.