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Posted: Tue Feb 09, 2010 11:16 am
Fayalite faltered slightly once seeing the look in the eyes of the senshi, her body shifting its weight more to one side. What was with her? One second she was about ready to die- and now she was ready to fight? Fayalite was a new lieutenant, she knew nothing much about this whole game of cat and mouse, so for the moment she showed weakness.
During that moment of weakness was when she felt the creeping sensation of the attack. It caused her to be pushed backwards a foot away from the senshi- she dragged her lantern with her. Clutching her chest- rage once more filled her pink eyes. "Im going to rip every hair out of your ******** SKULL!" Her chest ached with the pain of the attack and she failed to pay attention to her surroundings- so she did not notice the police around the corner until it was nearly too late.
s**t. Being so new to the negaverse- she still had the mind set of a human. When you know you've done wrong, if you see the police you ********. She stood like a deer in headlights for a second- completely forgetting about the senshi before her.
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Posted: Tue Feb 09, 2010 12:24 pm
She'd won. Somehow she'd gotten herself into this mess and whatever she'd done, whatever her attack had done, had gotten her out of it... Almost. The voices were getting louder now as they crept closer; two officers on patrol, investigating reports of the sound of a fight coming from an alley. A girl in trouble?
Grasping her side and gasping for a breath she pushed herself up, focusing her energy and strength once more to propel herself up with a series of well timed jumps that lead to her eventual collapse on a low roof top. She could still hear the voices on the street below... Confusion at the sudden cease of the struggle and a shout when her things were found.
They'd tell her parents, no doubt, but maybe they'd at least wait until morning. Maybe she would have a chance to get to them first... Maybe...
Maybe this was all just a bad dream. A really bad dream...
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