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Where!? part2
*1:38 AM, June 8*
"There you go miss,have a nice evening." Said the old and wrinkled clerk of a 24-hour open store as he handed the young girl dressed in wet purple clothes bags full of junk food and pop.
"Thank you." Mimi, otherwise known as Tech in the Thief Club, who just got owned in a fight, said. She was feeling a lot of things right now. First of all she had failed her comrades during a mission when they needed her. She was caught and went down without a fight. Then, when she was knocked out cold she was only a burden. Shoot had gotten knocked out too. When Mimi awoke she had see her laying next to her, unconscious.What if Blade, B, and Scythe had....maybe "they" felt sorry for the younger members and let them live. Whoever "they" were.No, that had to be impossible. The Thief Club couldn't have lost a fight. They might be only girls, but they were the best at what they did.And what they did was fight and steal. That portrayed them as some kind of dangerous gang, but they weren't really like that. As she walked out of the grocery store, she silently cursed Blade for letting her worry so much. Blade was the leader, she was supposed to make sure everything was alright and everyone was safe. Then she felt a slight pang of guilt and remorse, when the thought came to her that she might be cursing someone who would never have the chance to defend herself. Mimi also remembered Shoot and decided that she had better hurry back before she woke up and got all freaked out. That being said she hurried back toward little Fawns house.
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*2:03 AM, June 8*
Yuna sighed. {I can't just sit here and feel sorry for myself, think! What happened?... Yuna remembered feeling concerned for Scythe and Tech. Then..AH! Tech! Someone dropped Tech! Blade! What then? Get her? Then B knocked me out?} Yuna got pretty lost in her though process and didn't hear Tech come up behind her.
"Hey! You're awake! Here, I bought some food." Tech said cheerily, glad to no longer have to bear not knowing anything alone. At 'Hey!' Yuna had jumped to her feet and instinctively pulled her guns, at the same time dropping Fawn, who had been sitting in her lap. The startled cat meowed in protest,but soon walked over to try to swipe a potato chip from Tech. Tech looked up, and dropping the bag of chips, held her hands up. "Whoa, take it easy," she complained. "A bit jumpy are we?" she teased.
"What happened? Where is everybody? What about the mission?" Yuna asked a little bit of temper coming out. When she realized she still had her guns aimed for her comrade, she smiled sheepishly. "Oops. Sorry. But really I want answers." Yuna said a little embarrassed.
"So do I." Tech tossed a bag of chips (not the one Fawn was eating out of) to Yuna. "Weren't you awake longer that me? So you tell me. What happened?"
"Ummm, I think I remember B knocking me out." Yuna gasped realizing something . "Scythe was still in the water!" she cried.
Tech frowned. "Scythe was in the water? Why on earth? And why the heck would B knock you out?" Tech pulled out a bottle of water and splashed some of it on Yuna. "Wake up and start making sense, please."
" I am awake! And i'm trying to make sense of what I remember so just shut up!" Yuna screamed. "Being wet doesn't help."
"Okay, sorry," Tech said. " Just, like, make your thoughts,like, clearer, okay? You're seriously starting to freak me out. Saying weird things that don't make sense."
"Umm, how about we, like, find B, Scythe and Blade. That would probably answer a lot of our questions." Yuna said her forehead creasing in worry.
"WHERE? I have looked and called and looked some more! Where are they!? Why are they not here?" Tech yelled, frustrated.
"They're still....alive right? They have to be! It wouldn't make any sense if they weren't....right?!" Yuna screamed, dropping to her knees. Tech reached down to help her up but stopped short.
"Hey did you hear that?" she asked.
"Whoa, whoa there! Major drama queen moment, aye?" came a voice from the door.
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"My Battle" - In loving memory of Jonathan D. Perez |
