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 Posted: Sun Dec 06, 2009 9:33 pm
Giselle felt a hand on her head and looked up, blanching in terror as her body tried as hard as it could to disobey her. "Elke, no." she said, trying as hard as she could to force all her tutorly authority into the reprimand. She looked up with relief as the first bullet whizzed by and Hero Barrett's voice rang out into the air. Hero could handle the situation, even if Giselle wasn't able to, she and Hero were equals-
Or had been once, at any rate. With a snarl, she looked up, and her stomach was in charge. With what little sense she had left, she choked "Shoot!"
She wasn't so lucky. Hero's aim was terrible, and Giselle felt the part of her that was herself blacking out as she lost. Failure, as it turned out, had been the most likely option of all. The last thing she saw was the girl they referred to as a princess (though her costume wasn't from any period Giselle could date) come up to her and push her hand in her chest.
Something turned, and Libra found control.
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Posted: Sun Dec 06, 2009 9:37 pm
A smile broke on Chronos' face as her lip trembled; she looked like she was about to burst into tears from happiness. She had been so scared when Elke and Andeon had left and when Hero shot at Giselle, but now facing Libra, she smiled, shoulders relaxing slightly. She had found another one of her zodiacs. There was still hope after all!
With this thought, she flung her arms around Libra and hugged the other girl, (never mind that she hadn't known Giselle that well because she was now Libra and that changed everything) "Welcome back, Libra."
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Posted: Sun Dec 06, 2009 9:56 pm
She startled as each bullet missed her, and by extension the monstrous form of her history tutor. Thankfully, the wielder of the gun was... not exactly the best. The only thing she'd ever seen Hero hit was Elke's own foot. Still, even knowing that, she felt like she was going to cry from more than just the mini, angry lecture when Hero scolded her; she hadn't meant to put the Princess in danger. She hadn't even thought Chronos would follow her at all! Why was Hero being so mean over it?...
She watched the princess kneel next to her, and her face lit up with a smile. That must mean the voice was back! It had to mean that!
Well. Andeon had seen Chronos reawaken Libra; it wouldn't hurt to... She glanced over at the decapitated head. He couldn't tell anyone without being near someone who could put the lie to it. Which would be mean, but... Safety of the Princess. With that thought, Elke was rather quickly replaced by Virgo, and she joined in the hug. "Libra," cried the blue-haired senshi, "Libra, you're back. You're back!" And to Chronos, she whispered, "Thank you. Thank you!"
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Posted: Sun Dec 06, 2009 9:58 pm
“EXCUSE ME!” Andeon screamed as the bullet bounced off the ground, “NEED I REMIND YOU THAT I WAS FATALLY SHOT IN THE HEAD RECENTLY.”
Andeon had no idea what the ******** was going on. All he knew is that there were ******** bullets flying around, Hero looked like her head was about to shoot steam out of both ears and then explode in some crazy spontaneous PMS combustion, and she was screaming about a princess or something. Which would normally not be terribly out of place. Whenever Andeon was around Hero, yelling was the default response. It was usually something more along the lines of 'So help me Andeon Boskovic if you do not remove your boxers from my lunch tray I will strike you down with the very wrath of Heaven itself!' Of course, he stopped caring when Hero used the phrase “half-cocked”, which just lead to him snickering quietly on the ground there for a short while
Giggle.
When finally Andeon was paying attention again, he watched with wide eyes as Muffin Pants put her hand through Giselle's chest. Okay, why not. That made sense, right? After all, Zombie Pines had facehuggers and zombies and talking heads. So why the hell not? Why couldn't one girl put her hand through another girls' chest? This was the free world, after all! If one girl wanted to put her hand into another girls chest, no amount of outdated religious text should tell them otherwise. They should be allowed to express their love with all of the hand-through-chest action they wanted. Girl-on-girl pride and all that jazz.
When all was said and done, Andeon was still sitting there on the stump of his neck. He was looking up at Giselle – was it even still Giselle? - and then to Elke, then to Muffin Pants, and lastly to Hero. And out of everything that had occurred in those past few moments, he did not think to ask what the hell was going on. He did not ask why the hell Elke had transformed into the other woman he had seen fighting while he rolled down a hill. He did not ask if she could return his body or if she could fix Fallon or Mackenzie or Yvette or any of the other students. Even with all of the insanity of those past few moments, Andeon Boskovic thought only to question one thing.
“Who the hell gave Hero a ******** gun?”
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