Well, all want me to continue here so I better get to work.
______________________________________Cleveland awoke with an indescribable headache.
"God Vestal what did you give me?" she asked into the room. She was blinded by the white lights and rubbed her eyes.
"Well, Vestal isn't here but you can have fun with me instead. If you want to know it's Ibuprofen and Aspirin." someone answered. Cleveland didn't recognize her voice at all.
"Cant see, well open that little eyes of yours and follow the light."The girl said and Cleveland barely made out the flashlight.
"Diluted pupils, probably caused by the unprepared teleportation and getting knocked out. Nah that will fix itself, you ship girls can take some light trauma, still, Purifier didn't need to punch you through the wall."The girl said.
"So you are not Vestal, then who are you? Another repair ship?"Cleveland asked into the room and received a light chuckle. She could almost make out the girl now that stood beside the bed.
"The name is Reconstructor or your damm hero miss CL-55."She declared."Call me Reco or Medic if you wish."
"Sounds like a siren but fine," Cleveland said and sat up and ran her hand through her face, or more like tried to.
Looking down she saw that she was bound to the bed she lay on.
"Why am I bound down?"Cleveland asked and looked around the room."And where are the windows? Pearl had those, I helped build the medbay there."
"Well, you see you aren't exactly at pearl."The medic said from the side.
"Then where am I? San Diego? Francisco?" "Try siren side base 365 outskirt district 5 east pacific 300m below sea level." Cleveland whipped her head to the medic next to her in pure disbelieve. The medic just smirked as Cleveland finally began realizing that she didn't talk at all to a fellow ship girl. "Ok, it's not directly underwater but inside a pocket dimension."
A few minutes passed.
"What cat got your tongue? Chill you arent a prisoner anyway, Observer said to treat you like a guest so I will. You must have questions and I have nothing to do so ask away. Coffee or soda?"
She waited a short while.
"Got too scared to talk or so? Well, soda is more healthy anyway so I will just give you that one." The siren declared and left the room.
Cleveland watched the siren in a doctor's outfit leave and stared at the door and began to take it all in. She was in the enemy base, felt strange like her ship was being tinkered with, and was a captive. She needed to get out of here fast but she would go nowhere with the bindings.
She was trying to open them as the door opened and Cleveland just stared at the door.
A single siren pawn entered the room and sat down a crate in the corner.
"Why does she need this stuff anyway, concussion medicine pah, Purifier is the one that usually gets treated here and you can take her head off to fix it so she doesn't need concussion treatment."The siren mumbled to herself.
She looked around the room and stopped in her movement when she spotted Cleveland.
"Ehhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh, what?"She said and from somewhere pulled out glasses and put them on.
"My eyes aren't deceiving me, are they? I didn't drink I swear but what is a ship girl doing here?"The siren wondered and went next to Cleveland."What are you doing here?"

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