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From: neofelisn@aol.com (Neofelis n)
Subject: Re: [OW!] Back to Work!  The Party's Over!
Date: 12 Mar 1999 00:00:00 GMT
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>"Hey, what are you doing here?" Asked a person neither D'ni nor Riven
>recognised.
>"Who the devil are you?" Asked SR.
>"My name's Sprite. And yours?"
>"Sailor D'ni, and this here is Sailor Riven. We're Hotaruchanians. I'm the
>faction leader. Nice to meet you."
>
>TBC?
>
>

Sprite smiled broadly.  

"Oh really?  That's very interesting.  I've heard about you.  Supposedly caused
all sorts of damage to the Amichanians.  The people in the car were talking
about you all... seems you're quite the destructive faction.  Why, I was just
saying to Coby..."

Sailors D'ni and Riven fainted dead on the spot.  Sodalite grinned at Sprite,
still holding a hypodermic needle in either hand.

"Thanks ever so much.  Maybe I can forgive you for eating all of my potato
chips after all."



Sailor D'ni was watching lots and lots of blurry little Hotarus leaping over a
fence, for some reason making sheep noises.  She groaned as somebody started
gently slapping her cheek.  A moment later she yelped as whoever was patting
her cheek lost patience and gave it a hard slap.

"YOOOWCH!"

"Wakey wakey, little Hotaruchanian!"

D'ni looked up through a blurry haze at the grinning faces of Sodalite and
Sprite.  Her immediate reaction was to lunge for their throats, which proved to
be a rather futile move as she was firmly tied down.  As she began to come to,
she realized she was roped to the gunrack of the Land Rover that had hit her
earlier, back when she had been trying to recruit the pale little squirt and
the bat.

"I haven't had time to set up a real lab yet," Sodalite sighed wistfully.  The
wistful look quickly turned to hard anger, and she tweaked D'ni's nose.  

"Not to MENTION I don't have a place to do it in, since SOMEONE blew up MY new
faction's BASE CAMP!"  Sodalite ranted.  Sprite nodded seriously and flicked
D'ni's nose a second time.

"What... have you done... with Riven?" D'ni managed to mumble angrily.

"Don't worry," Sprite said brightly.  "We stuffed him in a box and mailed him
to the Hotaruchanian Base Camp.  He should be there in a week or so.  I hope
the COD doesn't come to too much."

"Won't... get away with this... Amichanian scum."

Sodalite looked bored. 

"We already have.  All that remains is to get you back where you belong.  By
the way, while you were out I took a few... liberties... with your DNA."

Sodalite and Sprite leaned in to peer interestedly at D'ni's hair.

"Yup, those roots are already coming in nice and blue... I hope you like blue
hair.  We sure do.  But then you knew that, didn't you?  Well, now you'll have
it.  Maybe we'll like you better then."

Sodalite leaned back and spent the next several minutes laughing maniacally
with Sprite while D'ni seethed.  Still chuckling, they started cutting the
ropes that bound her to the gun rack, leaving her still mummified in
restraining rope in the process.  They tossed her unceremoniously off the roof
of the Land Rover.

"This next part is MINE!"  Sprite cackled gleefully.  He started strapping a
great many rockets to D'ni's feet, setting her upright so as to get as many
fireworks as her could around her body.  Sodalite watched with her hands in the
pockets of her labcoat, grinning.  Sprite lit a match, waved it briefly in
D'ni's suddenly wide-eyed face, and lit the fuses joyfully.  Quickly, he and
Sodalite aimed her in the general direction of the HBC, then leaped back as the
rockets blasted off, taking D'ni with them.

"AAAAAAAAAaaaaaahhhhhhhhh...."

"AHHAHAHAHAHA! Fire!" Sprite cackled.

"Remind me to thank Medellia Blue for the warning."  Sodalite mused.  She
glanced askance at Sprite, who was still rubbing his hands together and
chuckling over the pyrotechnics.  

"Er, thanks for your help and all.."

"Hehehe.  Fire, fire."

-Neofelis nebulosa, who has NO wish to see further damage to the Amichanians
;-P


Grrl code BL:* PA:** SF:*** TP: *** F:! B/F:!! A:! V:* B:* G:! O:** S:! N:* K:!
H:* D/S:! T/F:! R:! C:* 

It looked good-natured, she thought; still, it had very long claws and a great
many teeth, so she felt it ought to be treated with respect.