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' ********— '
Was the first word that occurred to her when her eyes met—no, saw, he didn't even looked at her—the carnal leer in Rampant's eyes. However her instinct to move away was a second too late, as he practically threw her off him (if he was even him anymore) and was flung across the street like a doll. " Ugh! " She let out a sharp cry as she was smacked away, if anyone could even call it a smack. Fortunately for Spica, she was cushioned by one of gang members and landed on top of him. Oof! She let out a soft groan and watched, helplessly and hopelessly the fleeting sight of him escape. " N-No!! " She gasped, as she tried to get up, only to fall to her knees due to the injury Ryder inflicted on her. She cringed and held her stomach, as if to inspect the damage done to her but not for long, for she tried to stand up again.
There was no way she was just going to let the redhead go that easily. However her body failed her and prevented her from his capture, barely able to stand and watch as he slipped from her grasp again. The image of his getaway mimicked a distant memory of hers, one where she was forced to watch her sister get taken away, unable to help her at all. Useless. " Tch, damn it all!! " Spica yelled, banging her fist against a nearby lamppost. Tears of frustration threatened to fall but she wiped them before they could. She was not going to cry, she could not cry. She could not show weakness—and she certainly wasn't going to in public. The female forced herself to move, regardless of Rampant or not, she had a job to do as a government agent. " Que get a move on it, you're too slow!! Hero girl make sure nobody else escapes! " Spica commanded them as she stuck the criminal she was on as well as a few others in her mirrors. Before long, the chaos that was brought upon downtown Washington D.C. was resolved and some of the gang members who started it, arrested as well. However Spica wasn't content one bit, her displeasure was written all over her face.
Once again, she had failed to lock up the red-haired punk.
And once again, she was a step away from the reunion with her beloved little sister.
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After the ordeal with Rampant was settled, Spica had returned to headquarters, of course, it wasn't to report to her superiors. She would leave that to Que, she didn't want to waste her time to hear their unneeded "lectures." Besides, she had other matters to attend to. Spica slowly made her way to her destination, the only sacred place in this damned building. (Though Lee would have said the opposite, dubbed as the Unholy Alliance by him and all.) Of course, she could have traveled via catoptric teleportation but she didn't want her friend to think she was injured to the point she couldn't use the door. It certainly was not because she was tired, pffbt what? She winced and held onto her stomach, a frown on her lips. " C-Cheh... ******** that b*****d with his inhuman strength. Next time I see him I'm going to give him a concussion--! " Spica cursed, indifferent if she was heard or not. However as she neared the door to Cecilia's lab, she stopped since she did not want to disturb her friend's work if she did had work and opened the door. " ..Ceci are you there..? " Relief instantly flooded her at the sight of Cecilia and Spica waved with her unused hand when she noticed her.
" Hello Spica... You're injured, aren't you? Come here. "
Well that was fast, though she shouldn't have expected less from her friend, much less a doctor. She gave her a faint smile and closed the door softly with her foot. " Ahaha..can't hide anything from you, can I? " Spica replied, her tone soft compared to the one she used around others. She obediently walked to a stool nearby her and sat on it. Wordlessly, she lifted up her shirt to reveal the bruise she had received oh so gratefully by Ryder so she could inspect the damage. " Well, it wasn't hard to figure out. Then again, I trust you wouldn't hide anything from me anyway. " She said as she turned to face her. At those words she couldn't help but sheepishly grin and agree with her. Cecilia really did knew her well.
When Cecilia examined her wound, the small frown on her face didn't go unnoticed. She heard her say 'I see' before she stood up and moved to several cabinets without another word. Spica watched her curiously, her eyes glazed over the ice pack and sheets of cloth she held when she returned. When she listened to explanation on why she needed her to lay down and place the ice on her bruise, she agreed and took the items. " I see then..go ahead, here's just fine. The punk hit me hard so its already a bit difficult to move without the pain. " A scowl made its way onto her face as she remembered the cause of her pain in the first place. Cocky piece of s**t. The reminiscence was brief though as she glanced around the room to lay down before she pushed herself on top of on of the desks with a slight grimace and laid on it. Spica then placed the wrapped ice pack and placed it on her skin, which gave her a small comfort as she did. " Ah that's more like it... " She closed her eyes as she relaxed herself, her breathing slowed as she did. ' Sleepy... ' She could almost fall asleep, the key word being almost as she heard Cecilia's voice again, this time about Ryder.
" So why were you and this "punk" fighting in the first place? Don't tell me you're getting into street fights now... " There was a joking tone in her voice but she could tell she held slight suspicions against her. Spica sighed before she answered, " You know that one b*****d I told you about—Rampant? Well, I was called up to handle a disturbance along with Que and I ran into him again. I almost had him but then he used his powers and... " She frowned, her eyebrows furrowed when she thought about the recent events. " ..I got hit and let him get away..again. Its really infuriating since I was so close but at the same time..not. " She clutched the ice pack and there was a pained, sorrowful look in her expression as she stared up at the ceiling, the distant, but translucent image of her sister rang clearly in her mind. Moments passed before she let out a light chuckle to ease the silence she caused. " Street fights? Pffbt—it wouldn't even be a fight. Besides I wouldn't do that, no point in it really. " " That was the day of the meeting, wasn't it? Don't let it get to you. If you come across him again, you know what to expect now. With how he seems to act, there'll definitely be another uproar involving him so just wait until then. " Her friend reassured her though with little effect, though Spica didn't want to worry her any further so she was thankful when Cecilia went onto how they should vent out their anger on their enemies.
The two chatted for awhile as if to catch up with each other. However among the midst of their topics of martial arts classes to gain some inner strength, Cecilia's offer to train with her, and Lee being a buttface as usual, Spica's mind lingered to her sister. At her next words, Spica's insecurities and doubts came out. " You can't have used it all up just yet. There's still a lot of years left in your life, you know? " " I don't know about that Ceci..for years I've been waiting and waiting... I don't get to see her, visit her, or receive any news about her. No one tells me anything. " She expressed, clearly exasperated. " When will I be able to see my little sister again Ceci, when? " She got up and looked at her, as if hoping her friend would tell her the answer she desperately wanted to know. After a good moment or so, let out a long sigh and looked away wistfully. " ...Sorry I shouldn't have asked, of course you wouldn't know. " She apologized, feeling guilty for questioning Cecilia something she couldn't possibly know. Spica got off the desk, ice pack still in place and glanced back at Cecilia. " Sorry Cecilia, I think I should go home now..lay down and rest, clear my mind y'know? Seeya Ceci. " She wore a bitter smile and turned to leave, her hand gave a short wave as she did. Without another word, she walked into the mirror and the lab and disappeared.
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It wasn't long before Spica made it home. Though it took some time to surf through the reflections because of her bruise, she managed somehow. Once she was in her apartment, she collapsed on top of her couch in her living room. A long sigh escaped her lips and she stared aimlessly into space. The recent turn of events left her exhausted, both physically and mentally and the urge to just sleep was strong. However the coldness she felt on her stomach reminded her of Cecilia's words. With a grunt, she pushed herself up and stared at the ice pack now in hand. ' What did Ceci say now..? Keep it on the bruise for 15 minutes and then let it warm up before putting it back on..? ' She glanced at the time and stared at it. She still had a few minutes left until fifteen minutes past so she held onto the ice pack and laid back on the couch and in a matter of moments, fell asleep.
It would be a few hours until she awoke.
Knock knock knock.
The first time she heard it she stirred slightly in her sleep.
Knock knock knock.
" Urgh, ******** off will you I'm trying to sleep!! "
Suddenly, she heard one of her windows shattered and alarmed, she got up immediately. " What the— " She frowned as she saw a shadow lurked over her living room window. ' Oh hell no, who the ******** this person thinks they're doing, breaking MY window and trying to break into MY house?!! ' Without another moment to waste, she got up from the couch and ran to the broken window and threw the ice pack at the culprit before she punched him right in the gut. Preferably, she would have kicked him in his nuts, but the wall was in the way and there was no way she was going to pay for any more damage. Spica then grabbed the b*****d by the collar who not only dared tried to break in her place, but to act cute as well. " You got one minute to explain why the ******** you broke my window and to pay for the damage or I'll push you off. " She threatened until the moonlight shone on the person's face and her eyes widened at the familiar sight.
" Zale?!! "
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Was the first word that occurred to her when her eyes met—no, saw, he didn't even looked at her—the carnal leer in Rampant's eyes. However her instinct to move away was a second too late, as he practically threw her off him (if he was even him anymore) and was flung across the street like a doll. " Ugh! " She let out a sharp cry as she was smacked away, if anyone could even call it a smack. Fortunately for Spica, she was cushioned by one of gang members and landed on top of him. Oof! She let out a soft groan and watched, helplessly and hopelessly the fleeting sight of him escape. " N-No!! " She gasped, as she tried to get up, only to fall to her knees due to the injury Ryder inflicted on her. She cringed and held her stomach, as if to inspect the damage done to her but not for long, for she tried to stand up again.
There was no way she was just going to let the redhead go that easily. However her body failed her and prevented her from his capture, barely able to stand and watch as he slipped from her grasp again. The image of his getaway mimicked a distant memory of hers, one where she was forced to watch her sister get taken away, unable to help her at all. Useless. " Tch, damn it all!! " Spica yelled, banging her fist against a nearby lamppost. Tears of frustration threatened to fall but she wiped them before they could. She was not going to cry, she could not cry. She could not show weakness—and she certainly wasn't going to in public. The female forced herself to move, regardless of Rampant or not, she had a job to do as a government agent. " Que get a move on it, you're too slow!! Hero girl make sure nobody else escapes! " Spica commanded them as she stuck the criminal she was on as well as a few others in her mirrors. Before long, the chaos that was brought upon downtown Washington D.C. was resolved and some of the gang members who started it, arrested as well. However Spica wasn't content one bit, her displeasure was written all over her face.
Once again, she had failed to lock up the red-haired punk.
And once again, she was a step away from the reunion with her beloved little sister.
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After the ordeal with Rampant was settled, Spica had returned to headquarters, of course, it wasn't to report to her superiors. She would leave that to Que, she didn't want to waste her time to hear their unneeded "lectures." Besides, she had other matters to attend to. Spica slowly made her way to her destination, the only sacred place in this damned building. (Though Lee would have said the opposite, dubbed as the Unholy Alliance by him and all.) Of course, she could have traveled via catoptric teleportation but she didn't want her friend to think she was injured to the point she couldn't use the door. It certainly was not because she was tired, pffbt what? She winced and held onto her stomach, a frown on her lips. " C-Cheh... ******** that b*****d with his inhuman strength. Next time I see him I'm going to give him a concussion--! " Spica cursed, indifferent if she was heard or not. However as she neared the door to Cecilia's lab, she stopped since she did not want to disturb her friend's work if she did had work and opened the door. " ..Ceci are you there..? " Relief instantly flooded her at the sight of Cecilia and Spica waved with her unused hand when she noticed her.
" Hello Spica... You're injured, aren't you? Come here. "
Well that was fast, though she shouldn't have expected less from her friend, much less a doctor. She gave her a faint smile and closed the door softly with her foot. " Ahaha..can't hide anything from you, can I? " Spica replied, her tone soft compared to the one she used around others. She obediently walked to a stool nearby her and sat on it. Wordlessly, she lifted up her shirt to reveal the bruise she had received oh so gratefully by Ryder so she could inspect the damage. " Well, it wasn't hard to figure out. Then again, I trust you wouldn't hide anything from me anyway. " She said as she turned to face her. At those words she couldn't help but sheepishly grin and agree with her. Cecilia really did knew her well.
When Cecilia examined her wound, the small frown on her face didn't go unnoticed. She heard her say 'I see' before she stood up and moved to several cabinets without another word. Spica watched her curiously, her eyes glazed over the ice pack and sheets of cloth she held when she returned. When she listened to explanation on why she needed her to lay down and place the ice on her bruise, she agreed and took the items. " I see then..go ahead, here's just fine. The punk hit me hard so its already a bit difficult to move without the pain. " A scowl made its way onto her face as she remembered the cause of her pain in the first place. Cocky piece of s**t. The reminiscence was brief though as she glanced around the room to lay down before she pushed herself on top of on of the desks with a slight grimace and laid on it. Spica then placed the wrapped ice pack and placed it on her skin, which gave her a small comfort as she did. " Ah that's more like it... " She closed her eyes as she relaxed herself, her breathing slowed as she did. ' Sleepy... ' She could almost fall asleep, the key word being almost as she heard Cecilia's voice again, this time about Ryder.
" So why were you and this "punk" fighting in the first place? Don't tell me you're getting into street fights now... " There was a joking tone in her voice but she could tell she held slight suspicions against her. Spica sighed before she answered, " You know that one b*****d I told you about—Rampant? Well, I was called up to handle a disturbance along with Que and I ran into him again. I almost had him but then he used his powers and... " She frowned, her eyebrows furrowed when she thought about the recent events. " ..I got hit and let him get away..again. Its really infuriating since I was so close but at the same time..not. " She clutched the ice pack and there was a pained, sorrowful look in her expression as she stared up at the ceiling, the distant, but translucent image of her sister rang clearly in her mind. Moments passed before she let out a light chuckle to ease the silence she caused. " Street fights? Pffbt—it wouldn't even be a fight. Besides I wouldn't do that, no point in it really. " " That was the day of the meeting, wasn't it? Don't let it get to you. If you come across him again, you know what to expect now. With how he seems to act, there'll definitely be another uproar involving him so just wait until then. " Her friend reassured her though with little effect, though Spica didn't want to worry her any further so she was thankful when Cecilia went onto how they should vent out their anger on their enemies.
The two chatted for awhile as if to catch up with each other. However among the midst of their topics of martial arts classes to gain some inner strength, Cecilia's offer to train with her, and Lee being a buttface as usual, Spica's mind lingered to her sister. At her next words, Spica's insecurities and doubts came out. " You can't have used it all up just yet. There's still a lot of years left in your life, you know? " " I don't know about that Ceci..for years I've been waiting and waiting... I don't get to see her, visit her, or receive any news about her. No one tells me anything. " She expressed, clearly exasperated. " When will I be able to see my little sister again Ceci, when? " She got up and looked at her, as if hoping her friend would tell her the answer she desperately wanted to know. After a good moment or so, let out a long sigh and looked away wistfully. " ...Sorry I shouldn't have asked, of course you wouldn't know. " She apologized, feeling guilty for questioning Cecilia something she couldn't possibly know. Spica got off the desk, ice pack still in place and glanced back at Cecilia. " Sorry Cecilia, I think I should go home now..lay down and rest, clear my mind y'know? Seeya Ceci. " She wore a bitter smile and turned to leave, her hand gave a short wave as she did. Without another word, she walked into the mirror and the lab and disappeared.
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It wasn't long before Spica made it home. Though it took some time to surf through the reflections because of her bruise, she managed somehow. Once she was in her apartment, she collapsed on top of her couch in her living room. A long sigh escaped her lips and she stared aimlessly into space. The recent turn of events left her exhausted, both physically and mentally and the urge to just sleep was strong. However the coldness she felt on her stomach reminded her of Cecilia's words. With a grunt, she pushed herself up and stared at the ice pack now in hand. ' What did Ceci say now..? Keep it on the bruise for 15 minutes and then let it warm up before putting it back on..? ' She glanced at the time and stared at it. She still had a few minutes left until fifteen minutes past so she held onto the ice pack and laid back on the couch and in a matter of moments, fell asleep.
It would be a few hours until she awoke.
Knock knock knock.
The first time she heard it she stirred slightly in her sleep.
Knock knock knock.
" Urgh, ******** off will you I'm trying to sleep!! "
Suddenly, she heard one of her windows shattered and alarmed, she got up immediately. " What the— " She frowned as she saw a shadow lurked over her living room window. ' Oh hell no, who the ******** this person thinks they're doing, breaking MY window and trying to break into MY house?!! ' Without another moment to waste, she got up from the couch and ran to the broken window and threw the ice pack at the culprit before she punched him right in the gut. Preferably, she would have kicked him in his nuts, but the wall was in the way and there was no way she was going to pay for any more damage. Spica then grabbed the b*****d by the collar who not only dared tried to break in her place, but to act cute as well. " You got one minute to explain why the ******** you broke my window and to pay for the damage or I'll push you off. " She threatened until the moonlight shone on the person's face and her eyes widened at the familiar sight.
" Zale?!! "
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