Cleveland touched down on the Island with a summersault after cruising for a while.
“Cleveland 1 and falling on the sand 0.” cheered the girl as she sat down on a few rocks. “God why don’t I feel tired. I haven’t slept in like 4 days.”
*You were unconscious, or more accurately; dead, for 2 years. Sirens rarely need sleep anyway.*
“Oh that's why you never got tired.” Gawked the former shipgirl. ”Could be useful, but since I’m not a siren I will sadly required to sleep someday.”
*Yeah of course, in like 2 days at the earliest miss I-am-not-a-siren.*
“What are you talking about? I am not one and never will be, no matter how many times you say and pretend I am one!” huffed the light cruiser and walked to the forest.
She sat down and leaned against the tree behind her.
*And I will point it out so many times until you got it into your fucking head.*
“Heh, good luck with that!” admitted Cleveland and looked at the ocean, a storm was picking up and the waves began getting unwell. Soon enough it began to rain.
“Why does the rain feel so good?” asked Cleveland as she relaxed.
*In your terms; Sirens are a species of aliens that are highly durable and like playing in water. Although I could tell you the actual truth if you want.*
“Nah, you will try to trick me to kill my friends.” said Cleveland and stared with one eye at the siren.
*As if you didn’t do that on your own already. I still need to figure out how you completely shut me off back then.*
“No you forced me to.” said Cleveland, annoyed at the siren.
Although deep in her memory she knows that this was wrong. Very wrong.
*You know what, you can ask her, do it.*
“Don’t want to!” snickered Cleveland and looked at Observer. “You got to wait.”
Chibi Observer looked unamused but then smiled mischievous.
*So you know that I can control your body.*
Cleveland nodded. “Yes, but I figured out how to cancel your control if I put my will into it.”
*Wait what?*
Cleveland laughed. “Yes, if I overwill you and ignore you, you cannot do anything. So keep your tentacles out of my body.”
*But they are part of you.*
“They are not!” said Cleveland, annoyed. “I’m a shipgirl and will forever be one, I don’t have siren stuff.”
*For that you use all of them quite a lot. Also how did you figure out teleportation?*
“Huh, I never did that...” Cleveland stuttered although she knew that it was wrong.
*You saved the ship Mutsuki was firing at by using it! Do you even know how dangerous it is to use a portal without proper training?*
“Nooooooooo.” Cleveland scratched her head and set up. “I don’t even remember using that ability of yours.”
*It's your ability you know, I don’t have a physical body.*
“Yeah, whatever. Get to the point.” Cleveland huffed.
*You could have very well killed yourself back there, or others, so never teleport yourself until we have connected you to the siren mainframe and I gave you proper instructions on how to do it.*

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