Forgive me!

I could do no other!

It Needs C&C!

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Lina crept through the thick undergrowth, clutching her rifle to her.

Gourry, her rifle's biochip, was silent.

He had a nosebleed, being held so close to her... not-so-ample charms.

"Lina! I'm detecting a transmission!" This was Zelgadis, he Helmet 
Biochip. "It seems that we weren't the only survivors of the Quartz 
massacre after all!"

"Great. If anyone else survived, I'd lay money on it being Naga. Skev 
the fact we're comrades, she comes near us, and she dies. Hey! How are 
we for grenades?"

"That is a secret," smiled her backpack.

"Dammit, Xel, TELL ME!"

"Okay, okay! We've got sixteen."

"What types?"

"Ah, Now, that is..."

"XELOSS!"

"That is four Skeets, Two Mag-flares, and five each of Frag and HE."

"Good mix. Gimme the Bayonet."

Lina reached behind her, and a small tube was dropped into her hand. It 
clipped under the barrel, and with a snap-hiss, brought forth a yellow, 
glowing blade.

"Oh! Are we about to have a fight? I've got my Lightsabre again!"

"Quiet, Gourry. We got a target..."

Suddenly, an ear-splitting laugh ripped through the quiet of the jungle. 
Didn't sound quite like Naga. A bit... mechanical. Lina froze.

"Zel?"

"Twenty meters ahead."

Lina raised Gourry, and the Biochip scanned ahead. "Got one, Lina-san. 
Nice, hot target."

Lina tightened her finger on the trigger.

And a short-haired GI crashed through the brush- NOT Naga.

Lina lowered Gourry.

"Amelia?"

"YAY! You were right, Naga-san! Lina IS here!"

Amelia's CAWS burst into the standard laugh that Lina had heard from the 
busty GI ever since they were dropped onto this world.

Then Zel spoke up again. "Trouble. Picking up Mazoku JTIDS. Firces 
heading this way..." 

Lina grinned. Besides trashing renegades, she loved, most of all, 
fighting Mazoku troops...


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