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 Posted: Mon May 17, 2010 7:34 am
"It definitely clued me in," Alcyone said with a grin. "It's very nice to meet you."
There were a few moments of silence as she tried to wipe off the slime with her hands, though it wasn't doing much good. There was just too much goo to take care of, and it didn't help that it was as sticky as honey (though nowhere near as sweet). "Ick, this stuff just isn't coming off..."
She took a few furtive glances around to make sure it was just the two of them. Alcyone felt she could trust Bellatrix; after all, she could have easily seen what was going on and stepped away. She gave a helping hand, and that was enough for her to feel comfortable enough to henshin down.
Standing before Bellatrix was none other than Alba, who was admiring the effect of the transformation. It seemed that her idea had worked: most of the slime had disappeared with the fuku, though unfortunately, she'll have a longer battle in the shower getting it out of her hair, which was left just as covered with goo as before. She winced as her hands felt the slime in her hair. "Well...at least it's just my hair I have to worry about, now."
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Posted: Sun May 23, 2010 3:52 pm
"Yeah, it takes a while to get it out, even in the shower. First it goes from globby go, then turns into a liquidy goo that feels like really oooold cheap shampoo." Bellatrix said, remembering her own battle with the goo a while back.
When Alcyone de-henshined, Bellatrix was left with a stunned expression, surprised eyes blinking.
"Alba? I was wondering why I didn't see you in the room much," she said, it all making sense now. Bellatrix henshined down to reveal to Alba her own room mate.
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Posted: Mon May 24, 2010 7:51 am
Alba grimaced at the thought of running her hands through liquidy sticky goo. Tonight was not going to be a fun night in the shower, it would seem. Hopefully she had enough shampoo to actually get the stuff out, and cutting her hair was not an option. Never an option. She has learned in younger years that if she carried a short hair cut, it mostly resembled a very messy fro, or what her mom would tenderly call "a bird's nest". She had to get the goo out. Tonight.
She was caught offguard when the sailor soldier before her called her by her true name. "What...?" She definitely hadn't introduced herself yet, and what room was she talking about? "What are you--" Her mid-question immediately became unnecessary as Bellatrix henshined down. Alba found her mouth unable to move as it hung, dumbly gaped.
So her roommate was not spending her entirely life locked up in a secret room of the the threatre where she could sleep and memorize lines at the same time with the aide of an iPod. When she managed to get her mouth moving again, she threw her arms around her and pulled her into a tight, goopy hug.
"BELL! I can't believe, I just, how long have you been doing this? And I'm just. I'm so happy you're okay!"
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Posted: Mon May 24, 2010 11:03 am
Goopy hug was goopy, but oh well. "Oh, for a little while now. About the beginning of the school year. And you? Oh, 'cmon, we can talk on the way back."
'Cause Bell was sure Alba would want to get that goop out soon. Before it had the chance to get worse. Could it get worse? Well, it could always harden into a more paste-like substance. Eww. Youma were nasty, but Bell would sure rather go up against them than a Negaverse agent. She had done good to get away from Obsidian that one time... Luckily she hadn't encountered any others yet..
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Posted: Mon May 24, 2010 11:30 am
"About the same time, actually. I was wondering what you were doing away...I figured you were out by the theatre all night." Alba turned and began her walk back to Crystal Academy, and for the first time with company after a bizarre battle night. It seemed almost surreal, stepping along the sidewalk with Bell and fully aware of what each other are. "I'm kind of amazed," she began with a chuckle, "that we haven't run into each other like this sooner. Destiny City isn't that big."
Then again, she'd hardly met a handful of the senshi that patrolled on a regular basis. She was happy to see that of all other people in her school, another fellow teammate was Bell; if anyone can take care of themselves against the negaverse, it'd be her. Alba had always had the opion that her roommate was a very strong, independent girl who worked hard to get what she wants.
And she respected that. "So, what do you recommend is the best shampoo to get this stuff off....?" She laughed, happy to know that someone nearby would understand exactly the kind of predicaments that came as a sailor soldier, and happy to know that she could always lend a helping hand if need be.
(aaand fin, unless you wanted to add anything? )
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