sigh, Minor RL crisises. Will not make any promises as to the next
time I send anything out.
The Bubblegum Angels
Prelude
By
John-Martin Lotz
Bubblegum Crisis is owned by ADV and JVC/AJC
Dirty Pair owned by ADV and Takachiiho & Studio Nue/Sunrise
Future
"Yuri."
"Yeah."
"If you play that song one more time, I am going to kill you."
"Nope, I like it. It speaks to me somehow."
"Me too. It says play something else."
"Humph, Kei, you're a Philistine."
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Past
"Priss."
"Yeah."
"Please play something else."
"Nope, I'll get thing right, then someday. It'll speak to people."
"Yeah, play something else."
Priss flipped Nene a bird as she studied the old style sheet music.
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Future
"Acton Base, this is the 'Lovely Angel" "
"Errrr . . . Hi Lovely Angel."
"Request landing vector."
"Certainly is a nice day, isn't it."
"We're in freakin space, a nice day and a bad day look about the same. "
There was a pause, "Say, you married."
"No."
"Good. No Kie, I saw him first. Look I'll meet you for dinner when we
land."
.Before the two WWWA agents could get into a fight the ground based radio
operator
interrupted, "Excuse me, what is the nature of your business on Acton."
"Cutie, if you were on duty twenty minutes ago you might have remembered a
Dreadnaught vectoring in."
"Yes." The 'and' was implicit.
Looking upward for strength, Yuri continued, "It happened to be the
property of the Dread Pirate Robert. We've been following him for weeks.."
"I see." The screen clicked off.
"Damn, I hate when that happens." There was a long silence.
Look at the bright side, Yuri."
"What's that?"
"Dread Private Robert's ship is so big that it could scarcely sneak away."
"Yeah.." She ducked out of the bridge, "I guess we'll just have to board
her to catch him alive. I'll be in the armory."
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Past
"Okay, Nene, whatcha got." Priss opened a can as she sprawled back on the
couch.
"Well,, the ADPolice just got this briefing on the new boomers, and
since they seem to run away before we - the Knight Saber's - show up.
I thought these tapes should be useful."
"Haven't you seen them."
"Nope," she fluttered her fingers at Linna, who shook her head amusedly as
she cued up the tape.
Nene took a look at the time codes and began narrating. "Okay I remember
this
one. Linna, you were the only one able to get there, " The picture was
obviously
from a helicopter snoop, and the sound was coming from the radio units on
the
police. Like most boomers it was ugly, fast and strong. One officer hosed
it
down with a SAW (Squad Automatic Weapon) until he ran out of ammo. The
boomer seemed to grin before cutting him in half. Others opened up with
sticky
bombs, napalm. screamers, though for all the good it did the may have been
throwing paintballs at it..
Suddenly Linna's voice came over the speakers, "Unit Three, I'm in
position."
Priss raised an eyebrow at Nene, as the Sylia spoke, "that was our computer,
I trust,
Linna continued, "I was here,' she indicated a rooftop where the figure
of her hard suit could just be made out, peering around an air conditioning
unit
making a primary assessment., "Now watch this."
As Nene restarted the recording, the lone boomer fired at the still standing
ADP officers, driving them to cover, then fired at the figure on the roof,
saturating the air around her with shells and ricocheting pieces of roof and
air
conditioner Linna avoided the attack, but before she could get back to
position,
it flowed into a manhole and disappeared.
As the snooped tape ended the APC officers were poking around the manhole
as a scanner operator reported over the TAC net that the Boomer's sensor
trace had just faded out..
A talking head started analyzing the fight from the ADP point of view as the
Sabers fell to their own discussion. Okay, what did you notice. Priss?"
"It's damn good, The ADP didn't stand a chance. And it ran the minute Linna
showed up. "
"Linna?"
"Like Priss said, it's good. And it didn't run when it saw me but when I
first radioed in."
"I noticed that to,
The Knight Saber's attention was suddenly riveted to the screen., as the
briefing officer spoke "In short, ladies and gentleman, this new boomer is
trouble, If you see one, hold position and monitor it , until we get some
heavy firepower concentrated on it."
Nene added, " Until we figure out how to engage them , hopefully really
heavy fire
power, operated by suicidal maniacs"
Everyone avoided looking at Priss.
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Future
"Yehaaa!!!!!!!!!"
:"Kie, you're having entirely too much fun, you do know that," Yuri called
to her partner as she lined up a shot. It hit true as a line of sparks
flared off around the bridge of the pirate ship.
"Kie, I need a sensor report."
"You hit, There's a lot of damage, and he's . . . he's . . . he's mostly
dead,"
"Mostly dead?!?!"
:"Well there's some kind of energy leak, that makes it hard to read what
going . . . Oh oh!"
"Oh Oh, Is that a bad sort of oh oh? Kie, I don't like bad sort of oh
oh's."
There was no answer, then an instant later there was no Lovely Angel. Nor
pirate ship for that matter, Nor a sixty kilometer in diameter hole in
planet Acton.
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Present
"Ooohhhh, my head. Yuri, I think we can definitely call that a bad sort of
oh oh. " Kie flipped a switch and flipped on the viewscreen. "oh oh"
jml
John-Martin Lotz, MCP
johnl@gate1.tomatoweb.com