Oh Goody!!! Can I C&C??? CAN I??? ^_^
Oh yes, another round of trading whiticisms, and maybe catching something here and
there, course with the way I spell and write, one should take any correction I make
in that category with a grain of salt. After all, hukt on foniks wurkt fer me. ^_-
But I shall do my best, and hie my pidly ass off to my comp where I shall write for
one of my favorite authors, some C&C.
Damn, I need to quit watching eps of Ranma with Kuno in them.
Anyway...
Hello!
Hell? YES! I HAVE BEATEN THE EVIL FORCES OF DIABLO!!! YOU ARE NEXT BAAL!!! BUDRO'S
COMING FOR YA!!!!
Heh, anyway, greetings and salutations!
<snip of shameless begging and plugging in ways that would make e'en the Republicans
and Democrats blush...ok, I appologize for that one. ^_^>
OBLIGATORY LEGAL DISCLAIMER : Some of these guys aren't mine. The
Sailor Senshi belong to DIC and Kodansha, while the Yoroiden are owned
by Sunrise and Graz Entertainment. Okay? So don't bother suing me. I'm
a student.
And even if you weren't, you'd still have spent all yer money on anime, so they still
would be SOL. ^_^
RONIN SUMMER VI : DARK CRUSADE
A Sailor Moon / Yoroiden Samurai Troopers cross-over
by Morgan Hudson (dataraven_659@excite.com)
Chapter Eight : Preparations
Prepare yourself!!! Damn, I knew I shouldn't have pulled out the Immortals, Mortal
Kombat album. Heh.
Erdge stared at her feet as she walked down the corridor. It
was a habit long enforced by necessity ; the floors of the castle in
which she and the rest of Mother's children lived in were as
conglomerated as everything else in the structure, and there was little
more embarrassing than stepping from coarse granite flagstone to slick
glass tile without noticing. Making matters worse, not all floors
You'd think they'd have hired or enslaved a few architects and/or masons or stolen
some tech that would have made them something cool, or even stumbled across Galactus'
ship. ;_; Poor planet eater bit the dust a few months ago. I was so pissed.
joined evenly, making for convenient gaps exactly large enough to
swallow a poorly-placed leg and leaving slight ledges just waiting for
a chance to break the ankle of someone in high heels.
I mean, that's not even counting the physics of the entire situation. They go into a
vacuum and that's all she wrote for em. ^^
It wasn't a concern at the moment, she admitted to herself as
she paced along the ridged and curving tunnel, holding her torch
slightly higher in an attempt to shed some more light through the
And then you got this low tech castlevania type torches. Why not a bit of cosmically
or magically energized light globes or some such?
I mean, keep that torch long enough in that kind of enviorn, SOMEONE will come along
with a whip and slap it in the hopes of getting something out of it. ^^ Heh.
omnipresent shadows that lurked and capered a safe distance from her
flames. Brother Tytoung made his home in the countless tunnels that
pockmarked the massive island of rock on which their multifaceted
palace rested, living happy and forgotten in the depths of the earth.
So...they're on a planetoid or something?
Forgotten, at least, until he and his little pets -the ones with which
he shared the habitation of these warrens- were needed to serve Mother.
Yeah, like those things from Tremors. ^_^
A large form suddenly lurched out from a connecting tunnel
ahead of her. The blonde woman caught her breath, and stepped back
defensively before vaguely recognising the hunched shape whose small
black eyes were twinkling in her torchlight.
"Damn it, Tytoung! I almost thought you were one of those
horrible worms that lives down here." Erdge stepped forward, and the
shape slowly retreated from her, carefully keeping out of the wavering
circle of light that surrounded her.
"Hello, Erdge. It's been a few centuries." Tytoung's voice was
a dry, rasping hiss, exactly as she had remembered it. "Why are you
disturbing my nest like this? You know how my friends and I despise
visitors." A strange, clapping sound, which Erdge finally managed to
place as a pair of large jaws snapping shut. "Particularly the 'I'
part of 'my friends and I'."
Gee, wonder if he don't like company? ^_^
"Pedri sent some soldiers..."
"Yes," Tytoung agreed, "he did. They went wonderfully with a
light cream sauce. I made sure to spit their bones back in the
And their kidney's went great with some fava beans. ^_^
direction they came. I picture you as more of a honey glaze, however."
Honey glaze? Gee, that sounds aweful hentai of him. ^_^
He took a step forward, and rested a massive hand on the ground
Hopefully not Like Optimus Primal in Beast Machines. God what a travesty of a
Transformers series.
between them. Erdge's torch shone over a heavily muscled arm, covered
in pebbly scales that glittered like jewels in shifting patterns of
black and coral pink. The fingers were short, and ended in large,
curved claws. A thick, similarly scaled tail swung briefly into view,
its pink and black striped bands gleaming as the light glided over
them. Erdge could sense, more than see, the rest of his mammoth,
muscled form. There was a reason that even Thraw referred to Tytoung
as their "big" brother, and it had nothing to do with age. She had
been afraid that she might catch him in a hungry mood.
Hell, sounds like she wouldn't be much more than an appitizer from this Dragon
Warrior 3 reject. Heh.
"Now, Brother Tytoung!" Erdge was careful to make her tone
more mocking than concerned. Despite his sluggish, almost bored motions
thus far, if he sensed any fear or weakness in her he would strike
faster than she could blink. "That was a waste of all of our time.
Brother Pedri has sent me here to deliver a message you must already
have received."
"I think Brother Pedri can assume my answer is 'no'."
Ah, so there are things to which even Pedri fears...or what is that relationship?
Heh.
"Is it?" Erdge lowered the torch, nearly touching the stone
floor with the burning brand as she tilted her head to the side.
"Technically," Tytoung clarified, "my answer is for him to go
fuck himself with a long and pointed stick, but I thought 'no' would
be a bit easier for you to understand." The shadowy outline of her
You know...I don't think I've ever quite seen that strong a negatory reaction to
anything before. A bit of hostility there? One wonders the precise reason in his
case. Heh.
brother turned and began to shuffle away. "Good-bye, Sister Erdge.
Thank you for dropping by, and be sure to come back when you aren't
so busy. I'll be more than happy to have you for dinner..."
Hanibal Lecter, eat your heart out...bad joke I know. ^_^
"Tytoung, you know that Mother needs you." Erdge waited and
listened as his footsteps scraped more and more softly, receding into
the distance. "Tytoung, this is no time to be stubborn!" Nothing but
silence. "Tytoung, I CAN'T go back to Pedri with another failure!"
Fear clutched the blonde woman's throat. "Th-there's no telling what
he'd do to me," she muttered to herself, and began walking in the
Well, all this talk of killing multiple times is making me very curious.
direction of her surly brother's footsteps. "Please!" Erdge called
out desperately. "What do you want? What will it take to get you to
come with me? I'll give you anything! Even one of my treasures!"
If he's really this dangerous, why does he not just waste Pedri...or is it more he
would if Pedri ever got stupid enough to take a walk near him?
"Anything?" A voice hissed in her ear, and Erdge stopped in
her tracks.
"Yes," she said quickly, and thanked her lucky stars that it
wasn't her sister Tuls placing her in such a position.
"You'll give anything?"
"Yes!"
"Will you DO anything?"
Must...not...make...jokes...
Uh-oh. Erdge blinked. This was starting to sound a lot more
like talking to Tuls than she preferred.
Tytoung snorted, and Erdge's long braid swayed in the breeze
he had created. "I said," he repeated, "will you DO anything? To get
me to come with you, and help Brother Pedri?"
"Yes," Erdge breathed, so quietly that even she could barely
hear herself saying it. "Anything." What the hell. It couldn't be any
worse than what Tuls had put her through, and at least there wouldn't
be an audience this time.
Now that's just plain sick. I mean, that's Kajishima type sick with a bit of
Overfiend thrown in for good measure! Then again, they're probably so alien that
their morals and ours wouldn't even be near enough to call them even 180 degrees out
of phase.
"Fine. Scratch my nose."
Heh, pull my finger. Heh he he he he...
"What?"
"My nose." Tytoung snorted again. "It itches, and my arms are
too short to reach it. I want you to scratch my nose."
That's not my nose, but continue scratching anyway. ^_-
Heaving a deep sigh of relief, Erdge reached out her hand and
curled her fingers. Feeling her brother's broad, blunt snout press
You are making it very difficult for me to not make lude and crude jokes here.
against her palm, she began to scratch vigorously, dragging her nails
across his bead-like scales. Tytoung panted contentedly, and Erdge
heard a soft thumping sound that she realised was his tail wagging
against the side of the tunnel.
Sort of like a dog thumping his legs. Heh.
"Heavenly," Tytoung moaned. "That has been bothering me for
nearly eight hundred and fifty years. You have NO idea how appreciative
Like the guy on the Simpsons who had the hickups for 40 years. Heh.
I am. Have no fear, my darling, favourite sister : I shall gather my
troops and prepare to depart in mere hours. I really should go
hunting, anyway, with a larder nearly as empty as my stomach."
What does he hunt when they are between planets? Or do they go dormant?
"You'll send out your troops?"
"If it's safe," Tytoung cautioned, "if it's safe. You know I
always prefer to get the lay of the land before I go rushing into
Is he one of those guys that puts himself in danger before he'll put his troops in
danger?
things, unlike my flighty brothers Vyne and Pedri. I may even come
along for the hunt, I think : it's high time I saw some sunlight
again."
Actually he said he needed to hunt. Is he a bit off his rocker, or is the wording
here not what it needs to be?
"Thank you!" Erdge turned and gratefully wrapped her arms as
far around Tytoung's waist as they would go. "If I can ever repay you,
just let me know."
"Well," Tytoung drawled, "there's a spot right between my
shoulders that's been a bit itchy lately..."
Keep in mind not everyone keeps their sexual organs in the same...err...damnit!
There you go, putting my head in the gutter again! I'd send C-ko after you, if I
didn't like you so much. ^_-
**********
Somebody was poking her with a stick.
^_____________________________^
Keeping her eyes shut, Haruka Ten'ou swatted at the offending
object that was jabbing her in the ribs. Missing completely, she
groaned and opened one blue eye just as the stick's owner prepared to
pole her yet again.
"Jun," she said quietly, "if you touch me with that thing
ONE more time, I swear I will cram it somewhere very uncomfortable."
In the back of a VW? ^_^
"Sorry," the dark-haired boy said with an apologetic smile.
"Michiru mentioned you were a heavy sleeper, and I already tried
every other trick I've got, except a bucket of cold water. I never
thought I'd say this to anybody, but you're harder to wake up than
Touma!"
I once slept through an earthquake. Heh.
With a groan, the blonde Senshi sat up and rubbed her head.
Blinking blearily, she looked around the small clearing that their
group had bedded down in for the afternoon. Anubis, the dark-haired
Wolf Masho, was sitting placidly with his back against the trunk of a
tree and whistling an idle tune. He was clad in form-fitting scarlet
armour, and carrying a sword nearly as tall as he was. Tilting the
blade to catch the few rays of sunlight that still filtered weakly
through the trees, he examined the shine critically and went back to
work on it, rubbing the sword with a small fabric ball on the end of a
Does a magical sword actually need to be sharpened so mundanely? I mean don't you
have to cross the sea of lava, and scale the towers of Kami, to reach the Hellforge
of the Appocalypse to get that done?
stick. The ground stone powder in the uchiko scrunched softly as it
wiped the blade clean, and Anubis smiled to himself with a satisfied
air.
"Good evening, Sailor Uranus," a green-haired man sitting to
Remember to pronounce that VERY carefully. ^_^
her left said, and smiled widely enough to show off his long and
pointed canines. Like his leader Anubis, Naaza was clad in undergear
armour, although his was a dark chestnut which blended far better with
the forest around them. Five of the swords he usually carried were
spread around the base of the maple tree he sat under, and he was
gently applying a light coat of oil to the sixth.
I mean, really...or is this just a habbit he picked up before he got the armor?
"Yeah, hi," Haruka mumbled, and looked around a bit more. Jun
was still standing safely out of reach, cradling the tree branch he
had been using to rouse her. Naaza and Anubis were accounted for, but
Heh, there is a difference between bravery, and stupidity. ^_^
she couldn't see any sign of that Rajura guy Setsuna kept spouting off
about. There was Hotaru, standing over by the five remaining youja of
Kayura's Imperial Guard. The pale girl appeared to be talking about
something, waving her hands as she spoke to the creatures.
One wonders what exactly?
Occasionally, one of the youja would nod in understanding and say
something in return. Takenoko, the giant minotaur, was obviously
<Hotaru> And then we'll smash into the burning lake of the dead, where we'll be
asaulted by all manner of Hell beasts and Giant things, so we'll have to fight
alltogether in mulitplayer mode if we hope to survive!
conscious again, sitting in the bushes and resting his thick head on
one hand in disgust as the Storm Senshi seemed to be using his horns
as an impromptu jungle gym.
^^;;;;;;;; The mental images of them swinging back and forth are assaulting me with
a ferocity I'm not sure I want. ^^
"Hey," Haruka asked curiously, "where is everybody?"
"Empress Kayura felt like a bath when she woke, and Rajura
claimed he knew of a hot spring nearby where she could take one,"
Anubis informed her in a distracted tone. "Setsuna and your friend
Michiru were invited to go with her, as was the Yagyu woman."
Every series with lots of girls MUST have the obligatory hotspring scene. ^_^
"And we're stuck here," Naaza whined, "because we were both
ordered to stay behind." Setting aside the sword he had been oiling,
he picked up another and went to work on it. "You could probably catch
them, though, if you hurried."
<Nobiyuki> But it would be really rude not to peep. ^_^
"Right, cool." Haruka yawned one last time and ruffled her
hair as she bent her head at an odd angle. "Might help me get this
kink out of my neck... Hey, Hotaru! You coming?"
"Uh, actually," Jun stammered, "I was kind of hoping to have a
little talk with Hotaru, if that's okay."
*gets out the popcorn and the sodas.
LET THE CARNAGE BEGIN! ^_^
"Oh." Haruka shrugged. "Whatever. Just make sure nothing eats
her while I'm gone, okay?" Picking up the jacket she had used as a
pillow, the tall blonde woman folded it over one arm and walked off
into the underbrush in search of her friends.
**********
"This is it," Rajura said proudly, as he swept his arms wide
in a gesture that enveloped a large body of water nearly the size of
a swimming pool on Earth. Steam rose from the placid surface of the
water, and it bubbled softly to itself. The spring was shaped like a
large letter "O", with a small island of rock in the very middle and
Why not say, shaped like a tire...however you do describe it well enough that the
mental picture already gives the "O" shape to it. I'd just say it's circular with
islands in the middle. Didn't Latin_D say something similar?
<snipy>
"One moment," he said, looking left and right expectantly.
"Ligeia?" Stepping forward, he peered intently into the placid,
steaming water. "Ligeia, come out." Rolling his one good eye in
disgust, the Spider Masho bent over and picked up a small rock,
hurling it into the pool as hard as he could.
"Ow!" A portion of the water rose, forming into a humanoid
shape. Solidifying into an enchantingly beautiful young woman, it
rubbed the top of its head with one hand and clutched the rock
threateningly in its other. "What did you do that for, you bad man?"
How come I envision a slightly little girl type voice here? Heh.
"What is that?" Kayura asked Rajura as Setsuna Meioh and
Michiru Kaioh arrived. The green-haired and red-eyed Setsuna was
toying with a small cameo pin clasped at her throat, and Michiru
stared unabashedly at the strange creature in the spring. A few steps
behind them, the auburn-haired Nasuti Yagyu appeared, adjusting the
shoulder strap of her purse.
Flash photography is prohibited. ^_^
"Ligeia here is a siren. She is also the reason we were having
so much trouble communicating with the Dynasty, my Empress." Rajura
folded his arms across his chest and stared down at the figure. "It
would appear the path our messengers were taking was a bit too close
to this spring of hers, and she was following her nature in dealing
Are they on the same...umm...planet? Would that be the word to use in this
situation?
with them. We had a little talk about her changing that just a few
days ago, didn't we, Ligeia?"
"Yes," Ligeia said sullenly, "although you were the one doing
most of the talking. Why are you back so soon? I've been good!"
Gee, she sounds like he threatened her at gunpoint ala Fight Club. Heh.
Rajura lifted another rock as he kneeled at the edge of the
burbling spring. "These women," he said, turning the rock in his hands
as he spoke, "would like to use your spring to take a bath. As they are
currently under my aegis, I would appreciate it if you left them alone.
aegis. Ohhh...big word! ^_-
Go play with some of the water nymphs in the next stream over for a
while."
You do know why they are called 'nymphs' right? ^_^
"But I want to stay in my-"
Now this wouldn't normally be a problem I take it, but I get the idea he'd rather the
creature not accidently eat one of the ladies. heh.
"Go." Rajura turned his gaze back on the siren, who quailed
and quickly melted back beneath the surface of the water. The Masho of
Deception rose and turned to face the four women, bowing respectfully
to first Kayura, then Michiru, and finally Nasuti. Staring at Setsuna
for a moment, he silently walked past her and leapt into the branches
of a nearby oak tree.
Heh.
"Pleasant fellow," Setsuna said drily, and took off her black
jacket, folding it over her arm and placing it on the ground.
"I have to admit," Nasuti said, eyes narrowed thoughtfully as
she set down her simple white shoulder bag, "he seems to hate you with
more passion than I've ever seen Rajura demonstrate for anything!"
Reaching behind her, she pulled her long auburn hair out of the collar
of her denim jacket, unbuttoning the heavy garmet and sliding it off
of her shoulders to land in a crumpled pile at her feet. "What's the
story between you two?"
"Long," Kayura offered, sitting on a nearby rock and tugging
on the lengths of bandage that were wrapped around her body, "painful,
and very, very complicated." The length of slimy fabric in her hands
And one that inquiring minds want to know about. ^_^
snagged on something, and suddenly stopped unravelling. "Speaking of
complicated," the young empress muttered, and turned to Setsuna,
holding the black scrap of cloth out to her. "Be a dear, would you?
Grab this and tug on it as hard as you can. If I roll the other way,
we might actually get somewhere before it's time to leave."
I'm not sure I understood that last part. I mean, it almost sounds like you want to
say something about unraveling her, and her turning in circles something like you'd
find in a looney toons show, but other than that I can't quite get that imagery from
this sentence.
Setsuna reached out and gingerly accepted the filthy rag,
pinching it between her thumb and index finger as she continued to
unbutton her white silk blouse with her free hand. Pulling off her
shoes, Michiru noticed the strange pin that Sailor Pluto had been
wearing earlier. On her hands and knees, the young woman stretched
out one hand and picked up the piece of jewelry from where it sat
innocently on top of Setsuna's discarded jacket.
"This is a lovely piece," the Senshi of Neptune said enviously,
running her fingers over the raised cameo carved in ivory and set
And here we go comparing the pieces of weaponary, jewlrey, etc. ^_^
against a black backdrop of what appeared to be opal. The gold wire
that writhed around the stone had been twisted and formed to look like
a wreath, with no beginning or end. "When did you get this? I don't
remember you ever wearing it before..."
"Oh, I've had that for years." Setsuna smiled enigmatically
as she carefully folded her shirt the way she had her jacket, smoothing
the creamy silk absently as a strange look entered her crimson eyes.
"I just... felt like wearing it again."
Gee...wonder why? ^_^
Michiru smiled herself, as she continued staring at the strange
face carved into the pin. A grinning demonic skull with long hair and
some kind of horned samurai helmet glared at her from the depths of
the cameo. "Rather nasty-looking little fellow, isn't he? Exquisitely
carved, though."
Yeah, poor guy was a nasty looking fellow in that armor. ^_^
There was a loud splash as Kayura finally reached the end of
her bandages and tumbled into the spring. Spluttering, the beautiful
young woman popped her head above the surface of the water, long
YES!! NEKED KAYURA!! ^_^ Wait a second...didn't you mention she was only supposed
to be the physical equivalent of 12? Yeah, right. That body that I saw in the Ronin
Warriors was NOT that of a 12 year old. Maybe 15 or 16, or even fully grown, just
rather slender, but NOT 12. Someone over in Japan was smoking a bit too much of the
wacky weed if that was the stat given.
raven hair hanging around her like a thick veil. "Well," she said
primly, coughing slightly, "that may not have been incredibly graceful
of me, but at least it worked." With a shrug, she began to gather her
wet hair up on top of her head. "One of my kingdoms," she said
plaintively, "for some hairpins!"
Though wouldn't she want to wash that out first?
Nasuti helpfully stopped pulling off her socks and turned to
where her shoulder bag lay, knocking her jeans out of the way and
rummaging through the large purse. "I think," she said, her voice
muffled by the the fact she had stuck her entire head into the bag,
"I have some hairpins in here, somewhere..." A bottle of shampoo and
some perfume tumbled out, rolling across the ground until they bumped
against Michiru's thigh. Picking up the small plastic bottle, Michiru
looked at it strangely.
"You carry shampoo in your purse?"
Heh, it's one of those infinite storage bags! You know! Carries entire worlds of
stuff in them! I swear my sister had one of those growing up too.
"Oh," Nasuti's muffled voice answered, as several more items
began to spill out of the bag, "not just shampoo. I also have soap,
toothpaste, towels, a canteen full of Calpis water, a change of
clothes, a map of New York City, some granola bars, a box of matches,
a Swiss Army knife, and some iodine." Sitting up, the woman smiled
cheerfully, revealing the objects in her hand. "And," she added, "a lot
of other things, including hairpins."
Mousse would be envious. ^_^
Michiru blinked. "And you always carry all of that stuff in
your purse? No matter where you go?"
"Just because I don't WANT to be dragged into an alien
dimension," Nasuti said sensibly, "does not mean I am unprepared for
the eventuality."
All things considered, living her life and all, *I* would be for carrying around such
items.
"Which one of my kingdoms do you want?" Kayura asked
gratefully as she took the pins offered her. "I'll even throw in a
Masho if you let me borrow some clothes."
Nasuti: This is better than the home shopping network!
"No need," Nasuti said generously. Balling up her socks, she
stuffed them in her purse and stood back up. "Although," she added
thoughtfully, "I think a few of my clothes might be a bit big on you."
Yeah...Nasuti's figure is a bit taller, and much fuller.
"Anything is better than nothing, dear," Kayura reminded the
other woman gently. "If you think I'm wrapping myself in those grimy,
disgusting old rags again, you're sorely mistaken."
Well, I'm sure if you walked around neked, all the men (and a few of the women) would
be more than appreciative. ^_-
Michiru looked down at herself and began to feel very
overdressed. Setsuna was already slipping into the water with Kayura,
and Nasuti was wearing only a white short-sleeved shirt that hung
past her thighs. Meanwhile, Michiru had been so obsessed with the pin
she still held that she had barely even loosened the bow on the
front of her school uniform. Noticing a nervous look on Nasuti's face,
Michiru smiled. "What's wrong?"
I'm getting into the water with some overzealous lesbians...this is about as bad as
taking a bath with men! ^_^ Actually it's probably a good thing that those two
aren't near as bad as say...Fatora and Alliel.
"Oh," Nasuti replied, "nothing. It's just that I half-expect
some menace to attack our camp, and one or all of the Samurai Troopers
to come bursting through those bushes to warn me." Tugging off the
shirt, she slid the shoulder straps of her brassiere down and pulled
<Rajura> Chips?
<Anubis> Yep. Soda?
<Rajura> mm hmm.
her arms out of them. "It's one of the perils of being the only girl
around an all-male team, you know. It's been years since they moved
Kind of like Sentai shows, at least her armor isn't hot pink. ^^ That and she
doesn't HAVE armor, but you get the idea. Heh.
out, and I still check to make sure my door is locked before I start
to change." Shaking her head ruefeully, she reached behind her and
undid the clasp of her bra. Letting the garment dangle from one hand,
she placed the other hand on her hip and snorted. "You know," she
said, "those five guys can create a strategy for defeating the most
powerful Demon Lord in less than a day, but somehow the idea of
knocking was just lost on them."
Til they faced the evil forces of the Prime Evils and...man I have got to quit
playing that game.
Michiru smiled to herself as she pulled her sweater over her
head. "Sounds horrible," she said with a small chuckle.
"You laugh," Nasuti said, "but you've never been trying to
take a bath while Seiji is using the mirror to brush his hair, Shuu and
Shin are both at the sink brushing their teeth, Ryo is sticking his
head in the door and wanting to know why you're taking so long, and
Touma is still so half-asleep he's about to get in the furo with you.
It rapidly loses its charm, believe me."
Yes, but the question is, would he even notice it if he in fact DID get into the furo
with her?
"I suppose it would," Michiru said with a sympathetic look in
her eyes. "Boys can be quite dull and inconsiderate, at times. That's
one of the reasons I gave up on the creatures, myself." Unbuttoning
Good thing a guy who really don't care about certain repercussions wasn't there. She
just opened herself up to a whole world of scathing comments. ^_^
her skirt, she let the fabric slide down her legs and kicked it into
the air.
"Gee," Haruka said with a smirk as she caught the skirt in
mid-air, "and here I thought I was just so irresistable that you
couldn't help throwing yourself at me."
You are really making this difficult aren't you? ^_^ I'm seeing my GF in a few days,
and I'm trying to get in the habbit of being good here! Heh.
"Well," Michiru laughed, "there was that, too. But why bore
Nasuti with all the tawdry details of our torrid little affair?"
Rushing over to where Haruka stood, Michiru threw her arms around
the taller blonde woman and kissed her briefly on the lips. "I'm glad
you finally woke up," the Senshi of Netune said with a wink. "You're
less fun when you're just lying there. Did you come to scrub my back?"
More like the front...oh dear this is going to go lemon isn't it? The whole lot of
them in that hotsprings err...^,,^...x_x
Great, now I've bled to death. I hope you are happy with yourself.
Nasuti lowered herself into the water with Setsuna and Kayura,
who were huddled together on one side of the hot spring, whispering
back and forth. The two made a strange pair, one tall and stately, with
long green hair and piercing red eyes, the other barely reaching her
shoulder and still possessing the wide eyes and softer curves of youth.
Guess which is the ruler of two whole dimensions, Nasuti thought, and
smiled. Anybody who didn't know better would lay odds on the dusky
skinned, enigmatic Setsuna Meioh before even considering the shorter,
paler, and somewhat frail girl floating next to her.
That must actually come in useful at times. Question, is it just because they want
to look that way, that she looks so young, or is it something else?
There were a series of splashes, and Nasuti looked over to see
that Haruka and Michiru had both finished disrobing and entered the
hot spring as well.
Naaza: Popcorn?
Anubis and Rajura: POPCORN! ^_^
Rajura: Make sure you get that video camera at the right angle.
Jun: Yeah, yeah I got it!
"So eventually," Kayura said to Setsuna with a soft giggle, "I
finally had to just let them in the bath with me. It was the only way
Must have been a huge bath. ^_^
I could keep the poor darlings from knocking over my bonsai and
breaking my vases while they tried to be discreet. They all spy on me,
anyway : I figured it may as well be in the open."
One big happy, slightly dysfunctional family. ^^
"What was that?" Nasuti asked, curiously.
"Oh," Kayura said with a wide smile, "I was just saying how
nice it is to be able to bathe with some women again, instead of my
Masho."
Yeah, but do they bathe in their armor as well? ^^
Nasuti laughed before she could stop herself. "You mean those
three even go to the bath with you?" And she had thought she was the
only one who had to put up with Samurai Troopers butting in on her.
Maybe, she thought, they all lost their respect for people's privacy
when they got their yoroi...
Likely things like that don't matter after awhile. You face death often enough,
little things like that seem rather inconsequential...or they love seeing her nude,
one or the other. Heh.
Kayura nodded. "Rajura puts his patch on the other eye, and
Anubis insists on constantly staring at the ceiling, and Naaza...
well, Naaza squeezes his eyes shut and swears that we're all just
pretending he's there, when he really isn't." The empress shrugged and
Yeah. Now there is a bit of denial like I've never heard before. Heh.
threw her head back as her shoulders shook with laughter. "It's really
quite a thing to see, I assure you!"
Gee, this is better than going to a stand up comic convention. No wonder she likely
does not hire a court jester. ^^
Nasuti was shocked. It had taken weeks before she stopped
throwing things at her Troopers, and that had been because everything
left was too heavy for her to lift! "How can you be so okay with it?
Don't you ever want any time to yourself?"
Why not restock and reload? ^_^
"Nasuti, they were there anyway. My Masho really are a bunch
of overprotective little mother hens, but they're so sweet I can't
help but forgive them." Kayura shrugged. "I mean, Anubis even sneaks
Oh! So sweet! That would be the kiss of death! Makes all men grind their teeth in
impotent fury.
into my room at night with a mirror to make sure I'm still breathing!
He thinks I don't know, but I do." With a mischevious smile, the
raven-haired empress tapped her lower lip with her forefinger
thoughtfully. "One of these times," she said thoughtfully, "I really
should order him to stay..." Realising that nearly everybody was
I remember you once saying that she could order everyone to watch and hold her cloak,
and even applaud when she was finished. Heh, I noticed you said when SHE was
finished. ^_^
staring at her, Kayura blinked innocently. "What? I gave strict orders
this time : No Boys Allowed. Not even if Pedri himself attacks our
camp personally!"
Did you miss something right there? I get whay you are saying the the wording seems
rather awkward.
"Pedri?" Nasuti looked thoughtful for a moment. "Hmm. That
name rings a bell for some reason..." Brow knitted thoughtfully, she
swam over to where her purse lay on the rocky ledge that ringed their
bathing spot. Ah well, she thought, certainly it would come to her
eventually. She passed around some soap and shampoo, which was quickly
put to good use.
Question: Do you use actual legends for this? If so what is this one? Gee, the
Ronin warrior vs Cthulu...I'd pay to see that fight. ^_^
YES!!! HERE IS THE PART I WANTED TO SEE. ^_^
Jun jammed his hands in his pockets and looked over at Hotaru,
who was sitting calmly at the foot of a tree. A bird chirped in the
distance, then screeched loudly. A series of chewing noises followed,
and the satisfied rumble of a happy predator. Hotaru shivered and
drew her lags up against her chest, wrapping her arms around them and
resting her chin on her knees.
"So," Jun said, slowly beginning to pace in a small circle,
"let's hear it."
Those two need to get over the physical contact thing...I mean, it's alright to hug
her occasionally Jun. Same goes for her.
"Hear what?" Hotaru blinked. "You're the one who said you
wanted to talk to me, Jun."
"Well, yeah," Jun admitted, "but that's just because I figured
you've got a few things to say to me about what's going on. Nasuti
said we should get this all out in the open and discuss it before it
festers." He shrugged, and winced. "She's a university proffessor.
It's her job to read those old romances. They're probably going to her
head."
I would love to hear what would happen to him if that ever got down the grape vine.
Of course by that time, he'd likely take it in stride like men have been doing for
centuries.
"Why did you do that?"
"Do what?" Jun looked at Hotaru in genuine confusion.
Hotaru pointed at him. "You winced when you shrugged, just now.
Are you hurt, or something?"
Pain is in your mind boy! ^_^
"Uh, no." Jun rubbed his left shoulder self-consciously. "I'm
just fine, Hotaru. It's, uhm, just a little twinge from carrying Naaza,
probably. He's pretty heavy, in that armour of his." With a nervous
smile, he went back to his pacing. "The point is that I feel like you
don't want me to be here, Hotaru."
He he he he he he.
<Rajura> Fight?
<Anubis> Fight.
<Naaza> Kitchen?
<Anubis> Kitchen.
"I don't," Hotaru said simply. "It's dangerous in the Dark
Kingdom, Jun. There's all kinds of wild animals, and enemies we don't
know anything about, and from what Setsuna tells me, even the Masho
could be out to get us! I'm afraid you might get hurt."
<Johnny Cage> Hey, here I am. I'm completely unprepared, in a totally hostile
environment surrounded by people who likely want to kick my ass...hey this is just
like High School!
<Shutendouji> It has begun!
You know, now that I think about it, the parrallels between Mortal Kombat and this
series are rather amazing. I mean there is even a white haired guy with that hat of
his in this series.
"Hotaru, I came because I wanted to help. I want to do
everything I can to make sure we ALL come out of this alive!" Jun
patted his chest clutching the dark fabric of his sweater. "Hey, that
includes me too, Hotaru. It's not like I'm dumb enough to jump in
front of a gun for no good reason."
Note: He said for no good reason. heh.
"But still... You don't have any powers, Jun." Hotaru made eye
contact with him, and Jun immediately began fighting the urge to
apolgise to her for no apparent reason. "I'm worried about you, Jun.
It's those male instincts bub. Sometimes ya just gotta reign them in, but oh do they
kick in alot.
The second he shouts "Red Dragon/Tyranosaurus Thunder-zord power!" I will hurt you
soooo bad. ^_^
If one of those things, those dead men, got ahold of you, there'd be
nothing you could do..."
Well...I wouldn't say he has her advantages, but I don't think he's quite that
helpless.
"Hey! I'm not a child, Hotaru!" Jun spread his arms wide, and
hissed between his teeth. "I've been dealing with youja and Masho ever
Guy should be more careful when you hurt yourself bashing into things. ^^
since I was nine, and I think the fact I'm still here says a little
something about my ability to take care of myself."
To a certain extent. Not to the degree I think he's thinking of though.
Hotaru's purple eyes narrowed suspiciously. "You just did it
again," she said, and pointed at him.
"Did what?"
"You moved your left arm, and then you acted like it had hurt."
Gee she has a one track mind. ^_^
"Ah, like I said, it's no big deal." Jun swatted at the air
<Jun> Damn, where is my mutant healing factor when I need it. ^^
between them as if her concerns were a mosquito he could shoo away.
"It's probably just a little muscle pull from carrying Naaza." He
looked down at his shoes. "Unless..."
NEVER volunteer that kind of information! You have much to learn young one! ^_^
"Unless what?"
"Well..." Jun began to scuff the dirt with the toe of his shoe,
drawing a small figure eight in the ground. "It might -and I mean REAL
small chance here- have been something that happened during the fight
this morning. Sailor Lightstorm was fighting like, four of those dead
men you were talking about, and a fifth one was sneaking up behind
her, so I kind of tackled it-"
"You WHAT?"
<Naaza> Beer?
<Anubis> BEER!
"And, uhm..." Jun's voice softened until it was barely audible.
"When I tackled him, I might have kinda maybe heard a sort of popping
sound in my shoulder." Looking up, he saw the angriest Hotaru he had
ever laid eyes on. "Hey," he said, in an attempt to placate her, "it's
no big deal!"
Oh...look at that phenomena...that folks, has been dubbed Akane Ki. ^_^
"No big deal?" Hotaru looked at Jun as though he had just said
he was planning to flap his arms and fly to Paris. "This is EXACTLY
what I was worried about Jun! You ran out into the battle, and you got
hurt, and you didn't even tell anybody you were hurt!"
She never mentions what happens if she or one of the others gets hurt. Course, I do
understand her concern and his, which is why I figure this is going to get much worse
before any sort of equilibrium, if any, is reached.
"Because it's just a sore shoulder! Naaza was practically in a
coma! It didn't exactly feel like the right time to whine about a
little sprain. I mean, I've gotten worse than this just from playing
around with Ryo's tiger! I'll be as good as new in a day, or so! Why
worry anybody?"
And that Tiger was being very careful I wager. One wrong swipe and there goes a head
or an arm. ^^
"What happened to you not jumping in front of any guns, Jun?
Didn't you just tell me that you weren't going to do that."
No, he said he wouldn't do it unless he felt it was necessary. ^_^
"Not without good reason." Jun crossed his arms adamantly. "I
was the only person close enough to help Sailor Lightstorm in time.
If I hadn't done anything, she could be dead right now! I think that
counts as a good reason. Besides," he added as an afterthought, "next
time I won't hit one that high on the body. I didn't expect them to be
just slime and bones : I must have banged my shoulder on its ribs. If
I aim lower, I'll do way better. Probably knock it over faster, too."
There is that next time you were talking about. Heh.
"You're actually planning to do it again?"
"Well, not PLANNING, per se, but it never hurts to keep things
like that in mind. I never know when someone might need my help."
Hotaru shook her head, her mop of soft raven hair whirling
about her head like a black cloud. "I can't believe it," she said,
"you'ver already gotten hurt once, and you're so stubborn, you aren't
even going to think twice about trying to fight something that's
obviously out of your league!"
When you're the only one that can, you do it anyway. Just ask the humans who fought
the Saiyans when they first came to their world. They were WAY out of their league,
but that didn't stop them...and they all died in that fight, but they had to because
there was no one else there who could.
"What else can I do? You'd rather I just hid behind your skirt
whenever something bad happens?" Jun scowled. "I won't do that. I won't
hide behind my friends, like I'm scared of these things! I'm not afraid
of ANY of them, and I'll be damned before I let them think I am!"
<Yoda> Oh?? You will be. You will be. ^_^
"That's the problem, Jun. You're too brave. I think maybe you
need to learn to be more afraid, sometimes."
"If I weren't so brave," Jun argued, "I never would have had
the guts to ask you out in the first place! If I were more afraid, I
might have thought twice about THAT!" Sitting next to her, he gently
Especailly considering he's having this coversation with someone who could snuff him
out as easy as someone snuffs a match.
brushed back some of her hair and ran the back of his fingers along
the side of her jaw.
leaving a smudge mark, he knew there was no way he would be able to get off. ^^
"How can I stop being brave," he asked, "when
that's the only reason I got to know you better? I'd say it's working
pretty well for me."
Flattery is good. You're learning kid. Heh. Just remember she will remember that
you just did that in a moment and likely whap you for it. ^_^
Still, you almost made me do the starry eyed thing girls do in a romantic situation.
Damn, my GF is a bad influence on me. ^^
Hotaru blushed. "I'm still not happy about this," she said
softly, and closed her eyes.
It'd be better if she leaned against him or soemthing right here.
"Yeah," Jun said with a smile. "I figured that. But at least
we know there's a problem, right? Maybe Nasuti had a point, after all."
"I guess so," Hotaru confessed, and held Jun's hand. "I don't
feel better," she said, and looked over at him. "I feel like I want to
cry, and scream, and hit something."
Jun shrugged. "I kind of feel like I want to vomit."
"That too," Hotaru agreed and placed her hand on her stomach.
"Are we going to feel this bad every time we argue?"
"Nah," Jun said, "it's probably just something we ate."
<Rajura> Pork Rine?
<Anubis> PORK RINE!
Nope. Never gets any better. But it does get it out of the way. This was far too
easy, this will not be the last of it; will it?
**********
"So," Michiru asked, as Haruka massaged the berry-scented suds
into her scalp, "what was that you were saying about that person? What
was his name? Peter? Pedro?"
<Student> boner, siffy, purple headed mushroom, mushroom on a stick, the one eyed
snake, and pedro.
<Teacher> Pedro?
<Student> *nods* Pedro.
"Pedri," Nasuti corrected the woman absently as she closed her
eyes and sank beneath the water. It was a perfect heat : hot enough to
burn, if they moved too suddenly, but infinitely soothing as long as
they were careful. She slowly surfaced and wiped her face with her
hands before opening her eyes again. "There's just something about
that name. I think that I might have heard it somewhere before, or
maybe researched it in passing. Grandfather and I were always focused
more on the legend of Arago and the Samurai Troopers than any of the
other myths we came across."
Yeah, like that one about the Old Ones who lie burried in the earth err...
Kayura leaned back in the water and lifted her legs into the
air, crossing them at the ankles and resting her heels on the large
^,,^
boulder that jutted out of the spring. "Do you think you could
remember whatever it is you heard? Any information about our enemy
could be useful."
Nasuti made thoughtful noises as she sank a bit lower into
the water once more, submerging herself up to her nose and blowing
bubbles as she furrowed her brow. Nearby, Michiru had begun massaging
Haruka's neck, and the tall blonde Senshi had her eyes closed as her
head rolled from side to side. Setsuna was wringing the shampoo suds
This is going to turn lemon, isn't it?
from her long emerald hair, and when Kayura muttered some joking
comment about her cousin Shutendoji, Sailor Pluto whirled her head
and let the thick tail of wet hair slap the empress in the back of
head. With a loud squeal, Kayura fell forward and plunged under the
water.
Pluto: <getting Kayura in a headlock> Uncle! Say UNCLE!!!
Kayura: NEVER!!!
"Pedri," Nasuti murmured to herself, "Pedri, Pedri, Pedri...
What is it about that name?" For some reason, she kept remembering
the smell of dust. Well, that was helpful. How many dusty old books
and scrolls had she gone through, since coming to Japan? Closing her
eyes, she tried to recreate the scene. She would have been in the
library of Shinsai University, somewhere in those looming stacks, and
perched on some ladder, paging through an old book. She must have
come across the name Pedri. What had the book said about Pedri?
Her eyes snapped open in shock. Oh, dear. Sitting bolt upright,
Nasuti turned to Kayura, her jaw hanging open. "You don't mean to
tell me," she blurted, "that somebody is actually worshipping Pedri
again, do you?"
Now you have me interested. ^_^
Pedri crossed his legs, resting his left ankle on his right
knee. Staring critically at his left leg, he leaned forward and picked
a piece of lint off of the black dress pants he wore. Leaning back
against the high back of his chair, he rested his face on the palm of
his right gauntlet. The seconds passed, and the only sound was the
fingers of his right hand drumming against the armrest of his chair.
Erdge swallowed. She had finished her report minutes ago, and
he hadn't even deigned to show her any sign of pleasure or rage. The
suspense alone was killing her, and she forced herself to bite her
tongue. She was NOT going to speak first, she vowed. Brother Pedri
might take such an action as impudence.
These siblings need to revolt. They really do.
Her tall and lean brother examined her leather-clad form as
though it were something in a petri dish. "Your back," he said after
a moment. "Has it been troubling you?" It was as close as etiquette
would allow either of them to come to the subject of her punishment.
Failures were accounted for quickly and brutally, yet once the scale
was balanced, the deed was considered to have never happened. Even
mentioning it was frowned upon.
"No," Erdge replied honestly.
"I only ask," Pedri said in the same cool tone he always used,
"because I had heard from Sister Holts that your back was giving you
difficulties, this morning. Mother wants her children in full health,
you know."
"Perhaps earlier," she conceded, "there was some... discomfort,
but I assure you I am perfectly fine now."
They heal quickly or have regen tanks or what?
"Good," Pedri said quickly, and glanced over at the tank that
stood nearby. A giant cylinder of crystal, it was filled to the brim
with burbling blue gel. Floating in the gel was their Mother, naked
and serene with her arms folded over her chest and hands resting on
opposite shoulders. Her eyes were closed, and her hair bobbed about
her in a swirling, silken cloud of gold. Wires and tubes encircled her,
running into her body and beneath her skin in such multitude that it
almost looked as though she was wearing some exotc form of skirt.
What the hell is she? Who the hell is she? Those are the questions we want to know.
Heh.
"It won't be long, you know," Pedri said to Erdge, who looked
up at him in surprise. It wasn't common for her brother to become
introspective, and even less common for him to confide in one of his
siblings. After all, why did he need their company? He was blessed to
hear the voice of Mother herself!
"What do you mean, Leader?" Erge asked carefully.
"This is the peak, Sister Erdge. With the pacification of the
Dark Kingdom and the Dynasty, we will officially have brought eternal
peace and happiness to half of the universe." Pedri smiled slightly.
Gee, must not have encountered Frieza, Kold, and the Legendary Super Saiyan, or the
Decepticons yet. ^_^
"Mother is pleased with us," he said. "You have done good work,
convincing Brother Tytoung to partake in Mother's plan. He is a very
abrasive and self-centered soul, but he is as Mother made him. He will
help to bring us victory, and that is what matters." Pedri flicked
his fingers slightly, and Erdge took her signal to leave his presence.
Alone again, Pedri thought as the door closed behind her. As
he and Mother preferred it. Despite their strengths and skills, it
seemed at times as though all of his siblings had qualities that made
them less than desirable. Vyne and his treachery, constantly attempting
One really wonders about that. Then again, you go through what they all have, likely
you'd wind up pretty damn warped too.
to replace Pedri as Mother's Pride. Tytoung, who would happily devour
any of his siblings as soon as anything else that wandered in reach
of his jaws. Thraw, whose temper and thick-headedness had already
brought about yet another failure, for which he was still being
punished. Erdge was clearly reverent in the face of Mother, but time
and again she had demonstrated a willingness to forget all about the
devine plan in exchange for something bright and shiny. Holts was
divine, I think. Speaking of which, wouldn't some of the more...cosmic beings in the
universe frown upon them whiping out the lesser races?
brilliant, and the only sibling Pedri had any real affection for,
but she was so lazy she refused to use any of her powers to aid in
their quest. Tuls tried hard, but frankly she had a bad habit of
thinking with the wrong parts of her anatomy.
She is more than horney...there is another word for her. Not slut...more sexual
deviant, but of a far greater calibur, if I understand your description properly.
"And yet," he said, "they are as Mother made them. And I am as
She made me. Still..." Pedri cast his blue eyes once again towards the
giant brystal tube that contained the body of Mother. "Is it this hard
for them all, Mother? Is Zeus surrounded by such incompetence? Does
Odin have to deal with such treachery? How, I wonder, do they keep
If he knows of them do they exist in this universe? And if so, why aren't they doing
anything? Or are they? Heh.
the control that is so difficult for me?" Running his fingers through
his soft black hair, the man who looked too young to even carry a
sword, let alone lead a crusade, sat despondently in his chair, truly
alone.
Except, of course, for the reassuring voice in his head.
So is he mad? Or is he really hearing her? Or is it both?
I can't wait to find out. ^_^
Hope this helped a bit.
K'thardin
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