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Rivera's smile suddenly froze and then hardened to a cold look of near shock. Her hand flashed up and she snatched something out of the air in a lightning rapid motion. Blood splattered dripped from her fingers, from where a .18 mil bullet was held between index and middle finger. "Someone's targeting us again... it can't be Shinku. He uses a .22 raptor sniper most frequently. A .18 is a trademark... not a lot of people use .18s." She knew the person must have incredible skill to spot them through all the fog and shoot them from above. The blood from her hand was tinting part of the water pinkish. Rivera grimaced and cursed under her breath. "We have to get out unseen. Can you get a portal?"

Rivera was holding to the front of her silver haltertop bikini with her good hand. "What now? Well... let's start with getting dressed. The portal broke the string on my swimsuit. The knot got caught on the edge and broke off." She blushed a pale pink all the way up to her ears. Rivera dried herself off a little with a dry towel. Taking her shirt from him thankfully, she slipped it on and slipped the halter top out from under it. She'll have to deal with the bralessness for a bit. It not like she really needed one. Pulling on her skort directly over the swimsuit bottom, she tied her sports jacket around her waist. Some blood had gotten onto her clothes in the process of dressing, but she'll deal with her hand later. What interested her was the bullet. She was still examining it. "We should probably move quickly. Whoever that is might find us pretty soon."

"I don't know... but if this keeps up, we'll have to figure out a way to get around without being shot at." She tored a length of gauze tape off a roll from her pocket and bound it tightly around her fingers. Damn that .18, it actually nicked the bone... that's going to take a while to heal up. "Who do you think is targeting us? It can't be Shinku... I don't know whose trademark the .18 is." She sighed. She actually didn't know much of anything. She had forgotten most of everything about her former career.

"You're still the hothead freshmeat."

The voice suddenly dropped down behind him and covered his eyes. Rivera nearly choked on her own words when she saw the new comer. Decked out in red, white and blue, she was very much the american girl. The starsand stripes halter that she wore was tied by little translucent strings that weren't even very visible from five meters away. Even thought it was cold, her entire shoulders, back and the top of her chest were exposed. She wore white jeans and a navy blue jacket around her waist. She wore sandals on her feet.

"Where did you come from?!" Rivera finally got enough composure to ask.

"Nice to see you too. I really should be asking you the same thing." She replied. This little guy got me here. Man... I was going to go to a different college, but NO. She INSISTED that come here. Sorry about the bullet, that was just a hello. Didn't think you'd try and catch it."

Vesper blew a raspberry.

Rivera shook her head, lost for words. As for Kira, he probably already knew who it was, eyes covered and all. Only one Ohio girl can be so obnoxious while trying to help.

Sara laughed and holstered her own gun. She seldom used it, but it was the only .18 around. She had cut her hair and let it grow out differently. It looked almost normal now, instead of the funky pigtails she used to have. Her strawberry red locks were almost shoulder length, and still secured by a white head band. "I like being American, you got a problem with that?" She snickered. Kira was ever the strange one.

"Why did I interrupt you, you ask?" Sara grinned, then did the completely unexpected and kissed Rivera suddenly on the lips. Rivera froze, but she didn't pull away. After a few moments, she relaxed and actually returned it, to Vesper's surprised gaping jaw. "I decided I needed to stake my own claims on a certain gal I know. Bet you didn't know I was lesbian."

Rivera blinked in completely confusion while Vesper half fainted -- in her comical way of course. 12 days....!

Sara giggled to see Kira nosebleeding. It amused her very much. "You're a hoot." She placed her arm around Rivera's shoulder and grinned, "If you already stuck your stake in her, I guess I'll just have to rip it out and put mine in-- oh... sorry, that sounded really wrong, didn't it?"

Vesper got really red. "I know I'm 4k old and all... but you have to remember I'm still a minor!"

"Sorry kiddo." Sara snickered. "Any way. If you want Rivera, you'll have to fight me for her. Or you could just ask which one she prefers..." She turned to Rivera expectantly.

Rivera blinked. "Um... I like both of you."

The corner of Sara's eye twitched. Like... not love, like... well, at least we're on an equal footing.

"Neh? Whatabout me?!" Vesper pointed to herself.

Rivera patted the Draclite on the head. "Don't worry, Vesper. I totally adore you."

Beaten by a child.

Rivera blanched. "W-wait a sec! You can't do that!" She spoke up, still timidly but with a will. "I know Sara's a bit eccentric, but she's not a bad person! You shouldn't kill her. And Sara, Kira isn't bad either. Fighting to the death over a friend is ridiculous!"

Sara laughed uproariously. "Kiki, you were always a hot headed idiot!" She elbowed him sharply. "You take everything so seriously! I was joking about stealing Rivera, will you calm down and just take some humor? I wanted to see just how much you loved her. Nice acting there, Ves. Thanks for the help."

Vesper was grinning as well. All she had done were all written out on a skit script.

Sara sighed, "You won't believe how worried I was over you, Rivera! You suddenly went missing and some crystal gravestone popped up in the middle of nowhere with you and kira's name on it. I didn't believe you'd be dead so I went looking everwhere for you. Of course, I gave up after a while and Ves just happened to pop up to say you were back. You're enough to give me white hairs!"

"S... Sara... you're not my mother..." She sweatdropped, then suddenly added, "Are you?"

"No, what do you think? Do I look that old?" Saraneth glared at her. "In any case, I've been looking around." Her face became serious, "The rivals of the Birds of Prey alliance are looking for trouble. Especially the Constellation alliance. They've been trying to tick off every agent we have, so I thought if you were alive, you'd be experiencing some problems."