U.S.S. Virtue

"Hamburgers, really?" Minaru giggled. "What kind do you like? I like mine with ketchup on the bottom bun, meat, cheese, lettuce, tomato, pickles, and mustard on the top bun."

"That is similar to mine except... I hate pickles." He smiled.

"Funny..you've gone from being lonely to happy in a matter of minutes..good for you." He says, materializing directly in front of Minaru.

He simply swatted Ghost out of the way.

Minaru stopped dead, causing their hands to jerk and break apart. Her head was hung over in despair. "I... I don't think I can be with you. I could never love a man who doesn't love pickles!" She looked up with a big smile, obviously joking, and jumped into his arms. "Kidding!" But then her expression darkened a bit and she said, "Why did it have to be Jews in the Holocaust, and all those other people? I mean, I'm sure some were mean, but they were just normal people. Why couldn't the Nazis have killed all the criminals?"

By some comical coincidence, the impact from August's hand only rebounds and causes him to fly backwards by the same force. In other words, the force of his hit reflected and pushed him back the same value. He sighed and just stared at Minaru. "You dislike the past..don't you?"

"Hitler told the Nazis 'The Jew is the enemy and destroyer of the purity of blood, the conscious destroyer of our race; As socialists we are opponents of the Jews because we see in the Hebrews the incarnation of capitalism, of the misuse of the nation’s goods.' Thats why Nazis are against jews..." When impersonating Hitler he sounded exactly like Hitler would speaking english. He was Replying to both Minaru and Ghost.

(OOC: It's Jill, not Ghost. God. >.> )

Sighing, Jill humourously "sat" on August's head, his cold blue eyes staring out into space, as if he were reading something in deep thought. "..."

"That's... scary," Minaru whimpered. She looked around. "Could have sworn I heard a voice just now..." She frowned. "Anyway, it would have been better to kill all the criminals, I think. The Jews could have been soldiers. They would have fought just as hard for Germany!"

(OOC: Jill is visible to Minaru, now. As I put in a previous post, he materialized right in front of her.)

Jill leaned closer to Minaru's closest ear and whispers. "If it were possible to fix 1 thing in one's past...what would it be?"

"SQUEAK!" Minaru jumped out of August's arms. "What the- how did you- who-" Then her eyes lit up. "That is so cool!"

Jill, at hearing this, thinks aloud. "What's cool..?"

"Well, you're sort of sitting on Mr. August's head, but he's not tensing up or anything. It's like you don't weigh anything at all! That must take a lot of talent! Are you an acrobat?" This type of thing was fascinating to Minaru.

"No, I'm a.." Is interrupted another Lieutenant yelling at the intruder practically levitating over their Commander's head. *Sigh*...

"Minaru do you have a place to sleep?"

"A what? A what?" It would be so cool if the person was something supernatural, like a ghost. "Uh... no, Mr. August, I don't have anywhere to sleep. I'm not really supposed to be here- oops! Uh...."

"She stowed away..but the Captain let her stay. In fact, if I recall, she was going to ask her to come up to the bridge with her." He said, all the while floating with the 2.

"Oh, okay then! It is getting late, after all." Minaru waved to August. "Bye! So where's the bridge, Ms. Something?"

"She's asleep right now.."

"Oh," Minaru nodded. She looped her arm in August's. "Let's go, then, Mr. August. I want to see what your quarters look like!"

The two walked into his quarters and he quickly placed his Death Note and Nazi band in his drawer and locked it tight. "You like it?"

"I thought it'd be really small," Minaru replied. "It's actually pretty big though! It's bigger than my room at the dorms!" She bounced around the room, landing on the only soft thing- the bed. She curled up and yawned. "I'm tired. Can be sleep time now?"

He laughed and snuggled up close to her. He moved a strand of hair from her face. "Yes..." He cuddled close to her with his arms around her.

Minaru shifted to make a good fit into his arms, then closed her eyes and rested her head on his chest. He can't be a Nazi. A Nazi could never hold a girl like me in his arms like this, or be so nice to a Jew... She slowly drifted off to sleep.

He kissed her forehead. "Why...why are you a Jew...I mean...what is it that intruiges you to be one?"