Finally got a chance to look this over
Chapter 5
The Senshi were gathered in a small circle on the roof of a building.
It wasn't that big a building but
building, but
They had left the NDF building earlier in some haste. They were not
retreating, oh no, not them, but they had decided that matters were now
in better hands. That newcomer had immediately engaged the attacker and
attacker, and
"Well. There was certainly nothing like this in the Silver Millenium I
remember!" Luna, while being a cat and speaking Japanese, managed to
convey a scandalized British accent.
She's a hell of a cat. ^_^
"That answers one question." Mars had a resigned voice. She was also
wishing really hard that the sailor suit had a anti-pain spell worked in
somewhere. In that fight she had caught a few shots in the arm and while
the wound had closed and would be healed in a few hours, it hurt bad.
badly (I think)
"What do we do about it?" Moon asked.
Nuke him from orbit. It's the only way to be sure. (C'mon, who doesn't know
what that's from? ^_^)
"We blow it to bits!"
Yay! Violence is always the best solution.
Jupiter seemed to be both harboring a grudge and
looking for a fight.
"We can't jut
just
leave it! We fight evil and that strikes me pretty firmly
of evil. I'm with Jupiter." Venus spoke with passion and conviction. She
was ready to dive gloriously into battle with the vicious foe.
"We need a plan or you'll die horrible deaths."
deaths,
Artemis commented. He
had remained silent in thought.
"Plans are good." Venus liked plans. Good things, plans were.
were what?
Inside the NDF build,
building (Although why do they call them buildings if they are already
built?)
there was the great grandmother of a shoot out
under way. Cyanide was doing all sorts of crazy acrobatics and using
every weapon he could get his hands on. The T-101 was also using a wide
variety of armament and was also fully intent on blasting little chunks
out of his opponent.
Nonono. A T-101 would be trying to blast big chunks out of his opponent.
When have they ever gone for precision instruments of destruction?
Use your imagination and think about the other
fight scene's I've written. This was a dozy.
Bah! You're just being lazy. ^_^
Pandemonium reigned
Is this Usagi's evil twin sister, Buta Tsukino aka: Queen Pandemonium, or a
different one?
in the room holding the Great Scrying Glass.
Diamond had left a few seconds ago to answer a call of nature, (it was
collect) and as his second in command
second-in-command, Pandemonium
Pandemonium
Ah. a different one then.
was trying to calm
everybody down. He was failing miserably.
With the magic viewing disk still tuned to the agent, the scene was
clearly portrayed. The agent and Cyanide were moving through the
building, discharging weapons at each other, causing all sorts of
damage.
Doing John Woo proud.
It was a wonder to some that the building had not yet fallen
down from all the damage it had taken.
Of the watchers, the level of calm was not much lower. Men and women
were running around screaming and shouting. Some were staring petrified
at the screen while others just babbled incoherently. In one corner of
the room an
room, an
individual has arrived. He interrupted the agent's fight with the
Senshi, allowing them to escape. It appears to be that someone has been
playing with time. It also seems that this agent is about to loose."
lose
Onyx smiled and gestured to the Scrying glass
Scrying Glass or scrying glass
where Cyanide had just
unleashed a long burst of fire.
"The T-101 will take him My
him, My
Lord! That pathetic intruder is no match
for it. His folly and stupidity will be proven upon his dead body! A
curse on him and his family line!"
"I fart in his general direction. His father was a hamster, and his mother
smelt of elderberries."
"Then let us observe this new development." Diamond sat and the other
four did too. Unfortunately, the other 59 did not.
"The next person who makes a noise will die. Instantly." Diamond stated
calmly.
"What about the person after the next person that make a noise?" someone
asked.
"Oh, I won't bother them," Diamond assured the speaker, whom he vaporized.
The room was still immediately as all eyes watched the glass and all
mouths shut.
what? I think I understand, but its way to awkward.
On screen, an extensive and complex combat took place. Leaping and
maneuvering, Cyanide attacked the impassive T-101. Firearms roared and
walls exploded. Cyanide's water met the agent's stone.
Ole Cyanide can't hold his water, eh? A couple of 'Depends' might help him
out.
The fight
continued like a ancient
an ancient
gladiatorial combat save that this one had no
end in sight.
And they were using firearms instead of swords and other pointy melee
weapons. And they weren't dressed in those skimpy gladitorial outfits
either. And neither was European. Aside from that it was sort of identical
to, while at the same time being nothing like, an ancient gladiatorial
combat.
Sarcastic bastard, aren't I? ^_^
Perhaps the most unusual thing was that in the twenty minutes of active
battle
'combat' would be better than 'battle' IMO
, neither one had reloaded once.
Again doing John Woo proud. (Watch the opening to "Hard Boiled' if you
don't believe me. ^_^)
Ami looked to her left. Makoto looked quite the worse for wear this
morning. She imagined she couldn't be in such good shape herself.
Rough lesbian sex will do that to you, Ami.
Some time later, Ami eased herself down on the grass. Opening her lunch
box, she began to eat slowly, thinking about the events of the night
before. She was deep in thought by the time, roughly ten minutes later,
that Matoko sat next to her.
"Heh, Ami. Do you think that- Ami? Ami!" It took several snaps of the
fingers an inch from the blue haired
blue-haired
"Don't worry. We're the forces of good. We'll get him in the end."
Makoto smiled and began to eat her own lunch.
"I know. I just wish I knew how." And Ami returned to eating herself.
Wow! She's really flexible. Or is it just that her tongue is long?
The forces of evil at this particular moment were reloading. The
embodiment of the forces of evil was waiting for the self regeneration
function in the tissue on it's
its
He slumped in his chair and sighed. Sitting in a room remarkably
similar to the one is
his
nemesis was currently occupying,
Largely because it was the same room
Cyanide was
tired. He had sustained only mild injuries in the previous night's fire
fight and was now pondering his course of action.
Bang Pluto again.
"Find them I
them, I
guess.
Dummy.
Lessee. Pluto said they could be found at a local
middle school. She would be unreachable so any paradox would be
prevented."
She's just being lazy. That's why she recruited Cyanide as a lacky. Oh,
wait, she's a good guy. Therefore her lacky is actually called 'an ally'
^_^
He checked clock on the wall. "They won't be out for at
least a couple of hours. Time for me to run a few errands I guess.
errands, I guess
"
He rose and walked over to the door. Before walking out, he glanced in
the large mirror hanging from the wall. He was tall, being almost five
ten, and definitely big.
Five ten isn't that tall. 6 feet plus would be tall. As it is, he's just
slightly above average.
sat down next to her. "Thanks for doing this on such short notice. I
can't tell you how honored I am this our school got chosen for this
quick story."
What?
Nice work.
D.B. Sommer