From: "Aureal" 
Subject: Re: [OW!] Call out the heavy artillery! It's time to kick some butt!!!
Date: 09 Mar 1999 00:00:00 GMT
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JLennon910 wrote in message
<19990309191033.21674.00000297@ng-da1.aol.com>...
>>
>>"Well," the guard hedged, ''but what if you're really an Amichanian? Then
>>I'd get in trouble!"
>>
>>"You have those pictures of all the Amichanians, don't you? Do you see
>>anyone in purple and gold robes in them?" Aureal asked. The guard looked
at
>>each picture.
>>
>>"Uh... nope..." the guard responded, looking slightly uncomfortable.
>>
>>"Then you can let me in!" Aureal brightly replied. "I'll be sure to
mention
>>to your leader how helpful you were!" With that, she pressed on through
the
>>door. The guard looked rather confused, but made no further objections.
>>
>>As soon as she was in, Aureal quickly peered around. Nobody was in sight.
>>
>>"All right!" she smiled briefly. "Now to get down to business," Aureal
said
>>as she began looking around the base for a computer.
>>
>
>Moments later she bumped into Sailor Riven, still nursing his/her/its
wounds
>from the stray lightning bolt that had gotten her/him/it.
>"OW! Careful! I just got hit by lightning!" SR shouted.
>"Gomen!" Aureal said quickly. 'Ah crap,' She thought to herself. 'The
second in
>command. I hope she/he/it doesn't recognise me!'

"My, you're a fast traveller," Aureal quickly said, trying to distract SR, "
I thought you just left a few minutes ago to help Sailor D'ni..." she
trailed off. Uh oh, probably just blew it, Aureal thought.

>"Hey, aren't you that newbie Amichanian? Aureal, I belive it was?" SR
queried.
>'Crap, she/he/it's on to me. Crap!' Aureal thought.
>"Your thoughts are kinda loud. I can hear them. Being somewhat telepathic
helps
>too. You're in deep crap, as the term goes."
>"Er... I'll just be leaving now...
>"No you won't." Said a very weary Sailor D'ni.
>"What's with the poofy sleeves and wings?" SR asked, choking down laughter.
>"Stuff it, Riven." SD replied. "I got my Regularily Scheduled Power-Up.
It's
>'Eternal Sailor D'ni' now."
>"Ah. That explains it."
>"Anyways, do you know what we do to Amichanians around... Hey! Where'd she
go?"
>Whilst Sailors D'ni and Riven had been talking, Aureal had had the good
sense
>to run off. Unfortunatly, she ran off right into Sailor Saturn.
>"Hey, aren't you that Amichanian newbie? You'd better get out of here,
Sailor
>D'ni doesn't like Amichanians. At all. C'mon, I'll help you get out of
here."
>Saturn grabbed Aureal's hand and began leading her down a hallway.
>

After turning a few corners, Aureal and Saturn suddenly heard D'ni and Riven
chasing after Aureal. Saturn frowned and pondered a minute. Suddenly opening
a door to the right, she shoved Aureal in, saying, "I don't have anything
against Amichanians, and sometimes D'ni can go a bit overboard. Just stay
quiet, and you can leave after they go by."

Aureal frowned, wondering what she was going to do. The room she was in was
completely dark, so she couldn't even see where she was. Reaching into her
pocket, she pulled out a small blue light and turned it on. Then she
grinned. Aha! A computer! Aureal thought. She quickly went over and began
typing. I'll have to abandon my original plan, she thought, as she hacked
into the HBC's computer system, but I'm going to do _something_ while I'm
here!

The sound of footsteps running past the door made Aureal increase her typing
speed, and she finished up what she was doing and extingushed her light just
as Saturn opened the door and whispered, "OK, you can come out now."

Aureal cautiously poked her head out the door, and Saturn pointed down the
hall. "That door at the end leads outside," she said. " You'd better hurry
up before D'ni decides to search more thoroughly."

Aureal nodded and hastily beat a retreat to the outside of the HBC. She
began to laugh mishievously, and her robes faded into blue jeans and a
t-shirt.


Inside the HBC, D'ni skidded to halt. Baka! She thought to herself, why
don't you just use the scanning program on your computer? Riven, not having
had this thought, continued on into D'ni.

"Ouch!" they both yelled and glared at each other. "Why'd you do that?" they
each demanded.

"I just realized we should use the scanning system to find her!" D'ni
hastily explained, and ran towards the nearest computer. Sitting down, she
turned the screen on... then jumped up in horror. A screensaver of Sailor
Mercury doing Shabon Spray greeted her horrified eyes. "That little
Amichanian did this!!!!!!" she shrieked and quickly jiggled the mouse to get
rid of the sight. Then she shrieked again. The background of the screen was
now a collage of Sailor Mercury and Ami pictures. Trembling in outrage, she
quickly went to the options section to get rid of the offending images, only
to find that she now needed a password to change the settings. D'ni's face
grew incredibly red and angry looking, and she quickly moved to the scanning
program and had it do a search of the HBC. Finding only Hotaruchanians
inside, she scanned the outside, and an unidentified person showed up as
being just a small ways outside the HBC. "That must be her!" she exclaimed
triumphantly, as she and Riven ran off in that direction.



From her position outside, Aureal heard several shrieks come from inside the
HBC, and she decided it was probably time to leave the area. She ran as fast
as she could for the nearby hills.

TBC?

Aureal
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Eudial: Come out, Daimon! *poses evilly, then as nothing happens* Daimon?
What are you doing?!?!?!
Chikuon: This dress... is heavy... Chikuon! *stumbles and falls out of the
car*
Eudial: *holding head* Oh, I have a headache! I want to go home...
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