Xian Xiao
Elementalist
Steam still clung to Xian's skin as she burst out of the fresher, completely naked, her bare feet slapping the floor as she skidded to a stop in front of Noriko.
"What?!" she blurted, wide-eyed, voice a mix of outrage and disbelief. "Elevated blood sugar—fine, I'll survive. But related to House Ike?" She jabbed a finger at the interface. "No. No. No. This is wrong. I would know if I had noble blood somewhere back there!"
She leaned forward, curiosity overtaking decorum, trying to peer at the interface herself. "Seriously, are you sure it's not some weird database crosslink? Because I am not bowing to anyone or calling anyone 'cousin.' Not happening!"
After a second, her tone softened with mock suspicion. "You're not messing with me, are you, Master Noriko? Because I'd hate to have run out here like some completely naked fool for nothing."
A pause. "Also…you could've led with the 'not-pregnant' part before the sugar scolding. Why would I be pregnant anyway!? I'm not interested in being a mother. Priorities, people!"
Her eyes widened further as she absorbed the rest, half in shock, half in disbelief. She took a careful step closer, nudging the interface to get a better look.
"And you're just… sitting there, eating and reading my results like it's no big deal?" Xian shook her head, a grin tugging at her lips despite herself. "Seriously. You're going to make me rethink my entire life just by standing there. Figures I'd end up related to someone like…you. That it's bad or anything."
She tilted her head, still blinking at the interface. "Alright, Master Noriko…you better not be messing with me on this. Because if you are, I swear I'm never trusting a bite of your food again. Or touching this cursed thing!"
Noriko Ike
"What?!" she blurted, wide-eyed, voice a mix of outrage and disbelief. "Elevated blood sugar—fine, I'll survive. But related to House Ike?" She jabbed a finger at the interface. "No. No. No. This is wrong. I would know if I had noble blood somewhere back there!"
She leaned forward, curiosity overtaking decorum, trying to peer at the interface herself. "Seriously, are you sure it's not some weird database crosslink? Because I am not bowing to anyone or calling anyone 'cousin.' Not happening!"
After a second, her tone softened with mock suspicion. "You're not messing with me, are you, Master Noriko? Because I'd hate to have run out here like some completely naked fool for nothing."
A pause. "Also…you could've led with the 'not-pregnant' part before the sugar scolding. Why would I be pregnant anyway!? I'm not interested in being a mother. Priorities, people!"
Her eyes widened further as she absorbed the rest, half in shock, half in disbelief. She took a careful step closer, nudging the interface to get a better look.
"And you're just… sitting there, eating and reading my results like it's no big deal?" Xian shook her head, a grin tugging at her lips despite herself. "Seriously. You're going to make me rethink my entire life just by standing there. Figures I'd end up related to someone like…you. That it's bad or anything."
She tilted her head, still blinking at the interface. "Alright, Master Noriko…you better not be messing with me on this. Because if you are, I swear I'm never trusting a bite of your food again. Or touching this cursed thing!"
Noriko Ike
