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Shenanigans.; Izz-ay.
Topic Started: Apr 27 2008, 08:04 PM (850 Views)
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The quiet peacefulness of the afternoon was abruptly interrupted by a wierdo blasting the song from Mission: Impossible scampering down the hallways of the 3rd floor dorms. Students scrambled to get out of the way as a tall boy with a black long-coat baralled down the hall, clutching a boombox under one arm that blasted that familiar music, and with a pair of tri-lensed night vision goggles over eyes despite it being bright day light out. Clearly, he was on a mission. Sting ducked and dodged around the passing students like an expert football player, making excellent time to wherever he was going. What could drive a man so much? A girl.

Sting rounded a corner, into a thankfully empty hallway lined with doors, and skidded to a stop. Slowly, carefully, he made his way down the hall, making a valiant attempt to be sneaky even though the bulky boom-box was still blaring the suspenseful music. No doubt that he was doing it just for his own entertainment. Sting couldn't be that moronic. It just couldn't be possible.

As he neared a certain door, Sting stopped, and looked down either side of the hall suspiciously. He then dropped the boombox, kicked it off to the side, pulled off the useless night-vision goggles, and impossibly produced a flawless bouqet of dazzling roses from the inside of his black coat. "Show-time, Sting 'ol boy. Play this right, and you're that much closer." Sting said to himself, but really for reassurement. Sting had complete confidence in his own 'lady-getting' skills. But then, she might still be sore about the peeping. And the lying. Huh. Ah well, you gotta take risks.

Sting then politely knocked on the door three times, and stood back away from it with a wolfish smile.
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(Alice takes an extra day cuz she needs to catch up the rest of the way to high school grade)

She woke up, mumbling, in the spare bed of her mother's dormitory. Her short, lithe body kicked off the covers and stumbled into the main room. Alice was there, not Alyss. She knew when they switched. Breakfast in front of a mother in high school uniform, and then the older of the two left for her day of schooling and education, while she was left to stagnate... oh well. She picked up a few of the books Alice had left behind, on purpose, and began to flip through a book about light physics. Didn't understand the words, so she settled for a book on... hmm, it was a manga comic, and it was entertaining for her.

A boom box began to echo through the dorms. Naru looked up. The beat was unfamiliar, but the connotation was the same. Walking over to her mother's knife stand, a short knife was pulled out of its wooden scabbard. The mirror like steel blade was held reverse bladed, and Naru looked as she followed the music. Who would be doing these kind of things? Well, it probably was an idiot of some sort.

Body tense, she edged to the door, her eyes fixed to the handle. It was one of the kind that was more a flap than a knob. There was a crash as the boombox rolled, and Naru reversed her knife stance, pressing her body against the wall. The door would swing to shield her, and by memory she hadn't locked it, didn't she? There were three knocks. Shoot. She set the knife down on the table, took a few silent steps towards the middle of the room.

"Coming!"

Muffled by the door, it should be noted that her voice was exactly the same as her mother's. She looked at the door cautiously, before opening it to reveal... a guy. Blond, she thought: Mark. The guy who hung out with her parents a lot. And saved her when she had been shot. The bandaging was still visible, peeking out from under her shirt and running halfway down her arm. Brown eyes peered at Sting.

"Um... who are you?"
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"Coming!"

Sting fairly twittered at the sound of what he knew to be Alyss' (or Alice's) voice. Not that he knew what twittering was, he just liked how it sounded. Words could be fun like that. Twitter. Twit-iter. Twi- oh right, Alyss. Sting quickly readjusted his relatively clean T-shirt, ran a comb through his hair several times, and put on his "I totally dig you" smile just as the door opened inward. "Heeeeey, Alyss and-or Alice! What a coincidence that I just happened to show up at your room with this bou- wait, wha?" Sting had just now realized that the angelic blonde wasn't actually standing in front of him.

"Um... who are you?"

Naturally, Sting's first thought was that the place was haunted, perhaps by some sort of poltergeist or otherwise vengeful spirit, but then had the bright idea to look down. Sting looked down his nose and- to his delight- saw what looked like a miniature Alyss. He locked eyes with Naru for a few silent moments, before making a sharp squeal like an anime fan-girl.

"Cuuuuuute! Aw, you're like a little bite-sized Alyss! You must be her little sister!"

As usual for Sting, he had completely gotten the wrong idea. Grinning like a little kid with a new toy, Sting set the bouqet down and made to sweep up the little girl in a hug with his completely vulnerable arms. Sting liked cute things, like kittens and other furry animals, and a pocket-sized version of the girl of his dreams was too much for him to resist. Sting failed to notice the faint discoloration of her arms, however.
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A guy was smiling at the thin air above her head. Okay, he just became more crazy than before. Naru looked curiously at the tall boy, and he seemed to stop, stock still. She looked down, and liked the flowers. They were nice, like that girl she had met, who made flowers out of leaves. The person was kind. She had shown Naru to notice the ground under her feet. Of course, this was mainly because she had walked right into the flower garden that she had made.

Now this girl was standing in front of a person she didn't know, but apparently knew her mother, and possibly liked her, seeing as the roses were something you gave to a girl you liked (again, the leaves to flowers girl), and... her arm was nearly finished becoming the clawed hand that she had taken from a demon... her first friend, of sorts. The guy had tried to shoot her, but it was the right thing to do, back then. Her mind programming had caused her to try and kill her mother.

"Aah!"

She clapped her hands over her ears, trying to keep the high pitched squeal out. But her ears still rang from the Then arms enfolded her, surrounding her in a tight hug. And who the hell was bite sized!? Instinct took over, and soon Sting would find her knee arching up to hit a very sensitive spot, and a metal hammer hurtling towards his face. Naru never even screamed, or shouted for him to let go. She was used to the fact that enemies showed no mercy.

Yeah, she didn't like this guy.
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"Hurk!"

Sting may have been physically resilient to many things, mostly from leaping through windows without armor on an almost daily basis, but like all men, he was especially weak in one particularly sensitive area. His "Achilles Crotch," you might say. So of course, he went down like a sack of bricks when Naru's little foot slammed into the spot between his legs. He released Naru from his crushing embrace and fell over sideways, curled into a fetal position. "The pain! The pain..." Sting gasped, writhing about like a wounded animal. "Why would she even know to hit there?!"

In a matter of seconds, Sting's opinion of Naru had completely changed. No longer a cute little fun-size Alyss, she was a viscious, bloodthirsty imp! Must get away! Grunting with unsubsiding pain, Sting tried to crawl away from the girl, digging his hands into the thick carpet of the hallway to drag his body forward. "Stay back!" Sting said, looking back to see a metal hammer flying at his face. The force of the impact knocked his head back, and sent him sprawling onto his back.

Sting lay on the floor, bleeding from the forehead and aching in a much lower region. The pain in his groin barely eclipsed the pain in his head. In fact, Sting was starting to think he could see stars, and little whirling faces hovering over his head, shouting at him in French. "No dad, nooooo..." Sting muttered, hardly even coherent anymore.
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He went down, like a sack of rectangular building things. You know, the red boxes that was held together by white stuff that broke apart when it got shot. Trust Naru, she'd seen that happen up close. And as for knowing when to hit... call it female intuition, and part of her brain programming that was given to her while she was... still under Jiro's wing. Naru stepped back, clearly in a panic. It had been instinctive, the blows, and the guy was now... like a person who had been kicked in the crotch.

Bleeding from the head, Naru saw the blood. Her metal hand was already shifting back to a neutral flesh and blood fist. She stood in shock, and finally collapsed onto her knees. Looking at the boy, wriggling and crying out in pain, she started to back away. He began to call out to his dad, much like how Naru wanted to call out to hers. Oh, her mother might have been closer, but something told her that it would be worse off for Sting if Alyss had popped up.

Her only thought at that time: Great, what have I done!?

When everything calmed down, Naru stood back up, brushing the kinks out of her clothes. It was a small kimono, stretching down to her shins, and well past her elbows. But it stopped just short of her wrists. She began to pace forward, and looked at Sting. Her face was still a mask of nervousness, but she had courage. Sandaled feet gave Sting a soft jab in the ribs. More how you would poke an object, or shake a gift to see what was inside.

"Are you okay? I'm sorry but... you surprised me..."

Naru's face only gave away the fact that she was really, really sorry about this. If this guy was a good friend of her parents, she had hell to pay.

Sorry...
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"Are you okay? I'm sorry but... you surprised me..."

After a short time, Sting grunted with pain and rolled over onto his side. His head was still killing him, but the blood had stopped flowing and the throbbing organ of sheer agony that had become his groin had subsided into a meer excrutiating ache. Sting mentally noted to wear a cup from then on. That thought made another spasm of pain shoot through his skull, causing him to mutter a viscious string of obscenities in, strangely, French. The fact that Sting was actually from France wasn't something he told a lot of people, so not many would know that it was his first language.

"--Fils d'une chienne... Okay, yeah." Sting rubbed his head, avoiding the cut above his eye. He was able to switch between perfect French to completely accentless English easily "Yeah, I'm fine. Sorry 'bout that."

Sting pushed himself over onto his rear end, stifling a wince from the pain that the motion caused him. He was doing better now. For a guy who had just been kicked in the sack by a surprisingly strong little girl and clocked by a hammer in the noggin, he was doing pretty good. "You have a good kick." Sting said. His panic had subsided, and now he was curious about the girl who looked so much like Alyss and-or Alice.

"So, are you Alyss' sister or something? You looked a lot like her."
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He started blabbing again, thinking that he was in... somewhere. The guy was talking funny, and Naru have his temple a sharp toeboot. Maybe that would wake him, or something similar to that. She really didn't know what to do in that situation, so it really wasn't anything to do but keep kicking till he got up. This time, the kick fell into his shoulder, giving it a sharp tap.

"Are you... really okay?"

She looked at him curiously, wondering why that hurt so much. Then again, it was one of the weak points given in the 'training' she had subconsciously put into her mind.

The tall blond finally got up, and actually tried to sit. After where he had been hit, and actually rather hard, it wasn't going to be comfortable. Naru again looked at him curiously. The guy wasn't really smart, was he? But still... he knew Alyss, it seemed. Correction, this guy knew mother.

Oh, and he knew a good kick when he felt one.

Naru nodded her head, and glanced around. The exact lesson came to her mind. Where she knew where to kick a guy.

"Mot- Ah, Alyss, she taught me."

He asked a question.

"She's more like a mother than anything, but yeah, she's my older sister."

A practiced lie, Issac had trouble telling that it was a lie. Maybe it was because Naru was talking about Alice. The younger, less mature Alice was much more an equal than someone like, say, Alyss.
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"Yeah, I'm really okay."

Sting was being truthful. From his leaping through closed windows and angering bomb-chucking women, he had sort of trained his body to recover fairly fast. He sometimes wondered whether it was a good idea to leap through glass windows without a face mask, but always came to the conclusion that it was more badass that way. Besides, he had to. Stupid doors and their mysterious mechanisms. Sting would never understand how other people could operate such a devious device without any trouble.

"Ah, Alyss, she taught me. She's more like a mother than anything, but yeah, she's my older sister."

"Ah, that would explain it." Sting pushed himself up onto his feet, crouching so that he could see Naru at eye level. Up close the resemblance to Alyss was even more apparant. They had the same eyes, hair, pretty much everything. There was also something familiar about her, another quality that the little girl had that tickled at Sting's mind but couldn't be identified. Sting scratched at his sparse chin fuzz absently.

"Hm. Well, she would definitely know where to hit a guy. So..." Sting trailed off for a moment, sneaking a quick glimpse at the floers that rested against the wall. "Is she in, by any chance?"
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"Right then."

He really seemed like he was okay, but either way, she gave him a sharp tap in the kneecap for good luck. The guy seemed to have regenerative abilities, maybe. There were quite a few cuts on his ankles, and maybe some more around the place as well. Naru took a few steps back, and leaned on the open doorframe, considering saying good day and going off to get dressed. She was still in her simple kimono, pure dark green in color and mixing with her blond hair, dyed, of course. Alyss had recently dyed her hair, and was now her 'Alice' color of blond. The same as Naru. But her eyes... her eyes were Issac's.

The person pushed himself to his feet, and it must have meant that Alyss or Alice had somehow met this guy before, although the fact that their meeting wasn't really very peaceful. Not a good thing, maybe. Unless he was a warrior type, and may have been impressed by the girl who had a (technically, since Naru had Alice's DNA mixed in) daughter. Idly clinking two of her fingers together. No finger snapping, just idly pressing them together. Oddly enough, the sound was identical to a pair of metal objects tapping together.

"No, she left about fifteen minutes ago."

Naru pointed off into the distance, oddly enough towards the lake. It wasn't really where Alice had headed off to, but it was a direction away from the room.
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Sting was mildly curious about Naru's fingers. He eyed them when she clicked them together, noticing that while they appeared like flesh and blood, they made a metallic sound, like a nail hitting a steel beam. But then again, it wasn't that unusual in a school where people could read minds, set people on fire, and turn into demonic avatars of destruction, so metallicky fingers weren't really something to call home about. But Sting still couldn't place what was so familiar about her eyes. They were the only part of her that didn't look like Alyss... That was what Sting was really curious about.

"No, she left about fifteen minutes ago."

Sting's ears perked up, and immediatly forgot about whatever he was thinking about. What had he been thinking about? Something about eyes. But who cares, Sting was on a misson. Sting leaped to his feet, ignoring the residual pain in his nether regions, and wiped the dried blood off of his face. "Thanks, mini-Alyss!" Wait a tic, Sting hadn't even asked her name! He'd probably forgotten about it when she clubbed in the head with an unseen hammer and kicked him in the junk.

"Wait a sec, Mini-Alyss," Sting said, turning back to Naru, "What'd you say your name was?"
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Ah, this was AHS. Naru became curious as to what his powers were. Seeing that the surrounding area was the densest metahuman population in the world, it was bound to be interesting... sort of. But there was still that white angel that haunted her dreams. No, not haunted. That white angel would always come when she was in a jam. She did in the real world, saving Naru from a death in the hands of her first friend... she turned away, looking down the hallway. Then sudden movement in his periphrial vision caused Naru to leap back, into her/Alyss' room.

"Stop calling me Mini Alyss, I'm Naru."

She paused, and breathed out. Naru looked at Sting, her eyes steady and it seemed that it was starting to change color. But then again, in this light, there were lots of colors to change to. Then another thing came to mind. The person in front of her. What was his name? It seemed odd, that he never introduced himself. Naru's fingers clinked together for the last time. She turned away from him, and then she turned back. A question hung at the tip of her tongue.

"So... what's your name?"

Eyes locked to Stings. He might recognize the eyes as belonging to Issac's, or at least one of his descendants. They weren't that unnaturally sharp pair of irises that belonged tot he empath, nor were they nestled behind glasses. No, this one had a touch of Alice's softness. Naru crossed her arms across her chest, which was to say were just starting to grow their curves. Probably only attractive to a pedophile.

But then again... she did just waste a guy twice her size, easily.
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"Stop calling me Mini Alyss, I'm Naru."

"Naru!" Sting said happily, as if he had just met her for the first time, in such a manner that she didn't go Chuck Norris on his unmentionables. "Well Naru, you can call me Sting!" Sting wiped off his hand on the side of his jeans, and made to shake her hand before realizing that it was probably two steps before suicide to try and get anywhere near her again after what had happened a few minutes ago. Sting hesitated for a moment, and pulled his hand away. 'So yeah, I'm Sting, the man who soon own the keys to sweet Alyss's heart!" He finished, a bit more dramatically than was necessary.

Sting looked back into Naru's eyes, and suddenly realized what was so familiar about her, other than the striking resemblance to Alyss slash Alice. 'Twas none other than the emo-ish empath Issac Naku! Sting snapped his fingers. "Thats it! You look like that guy Issac! 'Ol Izzy!" Suddenly, Sting could find all sorts of odd resemblances in Naru's face that linked her to that guy who Sting had fought alongside with at Osias Osmund's ball. But then Sting's questing eyes froze, and he made a sort of scrunched up face like he had just stepped in something gross.

Now, Sting was prone to believing in random ideas that popped into his head, like how Colonel Sanders was the grandfather of Chuck Norris, (the resemblance was so clear! Why didn't anybody else see it?!) But this time, the frankly ridiculous suspicion that leaped around like a freed monkey in Sting's head might actually be true.

"Wait... Why do you look so much like Issac Naku?"
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Naru smiled back. This guy was alright... maybe a little mentally unstable and random, spontaneous and crazy, but likeable.

"Nice to meet you, Sting..."

Sting, what an odd name... The hand was extended, and Naru made to shake it. But then he drew it back, almost afraid of her touch. The girl raised and eyebrow curiously. Why was that? Then the guy claimed that he was going to own the key to Alyss' heart... er... oh dear... not good.

Then he began looking into her eyes. Sharp, dark brown eyes. Normally found hidden behind light framed glasses, Naru's eyes were more focused, and a good deal younger. Not nearly as hardened by what they had seen, they still held that whisper of having witnessed insanity. Then Sting exploded with revelation, shouting out the name of her father and generally shocking her. Naru found it hard not to simply slug him in the face and lock the door behind her. Instead she nodded her head.

And then he had another revelation. Naru, a younger girl claiming to have a genetic relationship with Alyss, and then also resembling Issac, a person who was known to hang around with Alyss. It screamed Future Kid in her ear, and she knew there were several around the place. Naru's face went red, and she found her feet more interesting than Sting's face. She finally looked up and spoke.

"Issac... he's my genetic father. Alyss is my mother. I lied. Sorry."
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"Issac... he's my genetic father. Alyss is my mother. I lied. Sorry."

Allan looked blankly at Naru, any expression of suspicion or surprise completely gone from his face. "Wha.... dad?" He managed to say in an even yet slightly confused tone. The slowly, the gears began to grind away in Sting's noggin, picking up speed rapidly. So wait, if Izzy was her dad, and Alice was her mother... Then that must mean that... that... NO. the color drained from Sting's face, and his mouth opened in a grimace of shock. He spun away from Naru and began to pace back in forth in the hallway outside Alyss's room, mumbling to himself. He seemed to have forgotten about Naru entirely, for now anyway.

"But that would mean they... No, couldn't be... But they had to! But she's a virgin angel! A slatternly virgin angel, you mean!" Sting's inward argument was almost inaudible to anybody who might pass by, though it seemed as if he was literally fighting with himself on the inside. "But wait, hold on, she's only few years younger than I am, and this kid looks about twelve... Yeah, it couldn't be possible!" Sting seemed to brighten up for a moment, but then paused, and went back to his pacing. "But what if! You never know what might happen at this school... People setting things on fire with their minds... Wish I could do that..." And so it went for several minutes.

Finally, Sting seemed to reach a decision, and marched back to Naru across the long scuff that his pacing had left in the carpet. "Okay, Naru!" He said, sounding neither angry or sad, but rather triumphant. "If she really was your mother, you couldn't be more than one! And you're definitely older than that. So, unless you're some sort of freak clone or time traveler from the future, you couldn't possibly be sweet Alyss's daughter!" Sting put on a smile that said 'Beat that!' and waited for an answer.
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"Yes, dad. Father. Although... its only 'genetic'."

Naru didn't know what genetic meant, and there was a big difference. Issac Naku's blood certainly coursed through her veins, intermingled with Alyss' blood, sure. She even inherited some of their traits and powers. Color already began to drain from his face, and Naru began to feel the same way as when she broke that news to a friend of Issac's. The girl - Jade - had gone completely pale and rather shaky, as if somehow she was... jealous? Afraid? Nearing a state of panic?

Not good. Sting began his frantic brain-overload, and started pacing. Naru's head swiveled around to track him, back and forth, left to right. That was annoying. So Naru simply left him to his thoughts, her own questions beginning to spin in her mind as he began to wander back and forth. Mostly it was the meaning of different words that spouted from his mouth. And what was it that they had to do to do whayewoauiv;lawkejh;!

Her head begin to pound in pain, the words filling her mind and beginning to swirl around, giving her brain a battering.

Sting's pacing only increased the confusion, and Naru looked down, avoiding his gaze. Damn, damn, damn. He whirled around at her, a sudden movement against someone who wasn't very high on her list of friends, however short that list was. Naru immediately lashed out, her leg sweeping out to kick his closest ankle. She suddenly snapped back to reality, her face worried.

"Sorry!"

Then his question registered.

"Well... I'm... from...the... future? Yeah. From the future. And its only genetic. Issac and Alice didn't do anything to get me. I just... appeared."

And almost killed the two of them, betrayed a friend, and... that wasn't any good, this wasn't any good. Her lie would be thought through and destroyed by a monkey with half a brain!
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"Well... I'm... from...the... future? Yeah. From the future."

"Aha!" Sting said, jabbing the air with his fist triumphantly. "From the future! I knew it." Well, that cleared everything up. It completely explained how this twelve year old could be the offspring of a pair of teens who were a few years younger than Sting himself was. Sting was also secretly glad to know that Alyss slash Alice wasn't 'that' kind of girl. The kind of girl who would get knocked up in her teens. Sting was definitely not into those types, so sir. Despite his admittedly pervy antics, Sting had something akin to a moral code.

"Sweet, sweet, so she's still my virgin angel..." Once Sting knew that she was only her genetic daughter and not a tragic teen-pregnancy uh-oh daughter, he didn't put any more thought towards her being from the future. Delving any furhter into that subject would just complicate things, and the only complicated things Sting liked were women and zany inventions.

"Well, anywho, I'd better get to tracking her down. You said she headed off to the lake?" Sting asked, but didn't really wait for an answer. It was mostly rhetorical. "Sweet, then it's time for me to split." Sting knelt down and picked up the delicate bouqet of flowers, and fished around inside his coat for something. "Oh yeah, and sorry about the trouble, little lady." Sting had produced a large Hershey's chocolate bar, and lightly tossed it into Naru's hand.
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"Really?"

Well, this was a rather literal thing, but then again, there were psychics. Er... but wouldn't a psychic pick up on the lie? Oh well, lucky her, she wouldn't have to reveal her purpose was to kill the parents who's blood coursed through her veins, arteries and similarly named blood vessels. Naru kept quiet, looking at his fist as it went up, up and almost touched the ceiling. Well, this guy was nuts. He acted like a kid, despite the fact he towered over her four foot something frame. Oh well. He began to celebrate some more, seemingly in a fantasy world of his own.

Virgin angel... so what was a virgin angel?

Naru wasn't one to beat around the bush, she called a spade a shovel, but then again she didn't know what either of the two digging implements were in the first place. The hersheys were tossed at her, and quickly caught. She rotated it in her hand, trying to discern any danger from the thing. Yes, she was paranoid. Sting continued to blab, but then a swift tap to the shins would capture his attention - and hopefully stop him from running off. Naru looked at him, square in the eyes. Her own balls of white shining with curiosity and innocence.

"What's a virgin angel?"
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"What's a virgin angel?"

Hoo boy. Sting had walked into that one big time. Sting looked around for some sort of opportunity to get out of actually explaining his often used title of Alyss, but found only the innocent, curious eyes of Naru. That childish gaze made him melt, and he found himself wanting to pick her up and huggle her. But that would be both creepy and, frankly, dangerous. The thought of that sent a faint pang through his forehead and crotch simultaneously.

"Well, um, Virgin Angel, huh?" Sting stammered, thinking frantically about the best way to explain it. "Well, it's like a regular angel, you know, all angelic and stuff… But ah, it’s also you know, um, a virgin, and…Er…” Sting trailed off, scratching the back of his neck nervously. There wasn’t really any good way to explain this to a twelve year old. “Okay, let me start over. Imagine this hand is me, and this hand is a virgin angel, and… Wait, nevermind that one.” Sting paused and thought for a minute, chewing on the knuckle of one thumb like a baby with a bottle, and eventually picked up again. “Okay, well see, Alyss, your mom, is like an angel, being beautiful and heavenly and whatnot, and a virgin in that she’s, uh…” Sting snapped his fingers, trying to come up with the right phrase, “…Pure and untarnished. Like you, except older and not from the future. That do it for you?"

Sting really hoped that did do it for little Naru. Sting couldn't think of a better way to describe the term 'Virgin Angel' without delving into the dark world of 'adult matters,' something that Sting was unfortunately knowledgable on. Curse Wikipedia and it's convenient articles on human reproduction! Curse it! Sometimes it sucked being able to surf the internet with your mind.
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She looked at him, waiting for the explanation for the term that Sting had just used. It seemed that the poor guy was in a state of rising panic, and that wouldn't be any good. He seemed to think about something else. And then he quickly decided against a course of action. Oh boy. What was it now? Was he going to try something funny again? She resisted the urge to kick him in the nadgers and punch him in the head... again.

Angel... now that was a term she understood. A divine being, benevolent and brilliant. She had been saved by one, that girl with the red eyes and white hair. She was floating along on her wings, and had saved her. Naru's panic had also hurt her, although things had gotten a little better after that. She had a family, a life. And Alyss was an angel? That almost made Naru laugh. No way her mother would be an angel. She was a demon, like Eli was. A capable fighter and scary when angry.

But she wasn't pure, nuh uh. The older girl had more than her share of trouble. Which would normally be enough to prompt a violent response from herself. But Sting seemed to be a little bit uncomfortable about the explanation. She shrugged it off, and that was where said angel appeared.

Alyss was coming back, her clothes a little ruffled from Alice's rather stupid use of chemicals. A light brown duster over her school uniform, her usual gloves and what seemed to be a chemical stench about her. Coughing a little, and trying to ignore the sense of suffocation the corridor gave her, Alyss looked up and spotted Sting and Naru. What were those two doing? She strode up to the two of them.

"Right, what're you up to?"

Naru turned around, and piped up.

"He's telling me what a virgin angel is."
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"Right, what're you up to?"

Sting was initially escastic to hear Alyss' voice. The object of his affections had came right to him, saving him the trouble of tracking her down. Actually, tracking her down might have been fun, but would still be kind of a hassle. Sting pivoted on one foot to face Alyss with a wide grin on his face. Sting couldn't yet tell who was in possession of the body at any given time, but he was working on it. She had the most amazing aroma about her. Some sort of new perfume?

"Alyss! Or Alice! You smell heavenly!" Sting said happily, and held out the bouqet that had somehow managed to remain unharmed despite having been stowed in Sting's coat and waved about as Sting paced just a few moments ago. "These are for you! I just saw these... er, whatever the hell kind of flowers these are, and thought of you!"

"He's telling me what a virgin angel is."

Aw damnit. Now that there was some of the worst timing even Sting could have managed. If he had thought explaining that little term to Naru was difficult, then explaining it to the girl it referred to (and telling her that he had tried to explain it to Naru) was gonna be a bitch. Sting's smile twitched at the corner of his mouth, and a miniscule sweatdrop slid down the side of his face. There was only one way to avoid a growing disaster like this, especially with Alyss slash Alice's temper. Deny the hell out of it.

"I said nothing of the sort!" Sting proclaimed, a look of utter conviction in his eyes, "Naru must have heard me wrong, simple as that!"
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"Hey there."

Holding up her hand, she saw Naru's nose crinkle up. She was starting to get used to his antics, and gave a simple smile. He was funny, in his own little way, but push it too far and you're going to be shitting marbles in the morning. He began his compliments anew, and she arched an eyebrow. Quite frankly, she had a nose and knew what she smelt. Alyss shook her head firmly, and looked at him with cool, frozen eyes. While she appreciated compliments, the time that they were false were the times where she wasn't going to appreciate them. Staring that the boy she sighed. Mistake here, Sting.

"Ri~ght. Quite frankly I think I smell of rotten eggs and explosives."

Strike one.

Naru had to smile, and nodded her head in agreement as she saw the sulfur and gunpowder mix. Yeah, the boys had been toying around with some bullets, cracked it open and then... well, you get the idea, the gunpowder had exploded, Alyss had gotten pissed off and... she walked back home. The bouquet was waved around, and Alyss smiled as she took them and sniffed. They smelt a lot better than she did, actually. And she could see why they reminded Sting of her. Roses, how nice. They looked good, but handle them roughly and you got barbs in your fingers. Well, Naru was an exception, considering her metal arms, but then again... yeah, the analogy worked with regular, human fingers.

Then the 'thank you' was stopped short as Naru gave her report. Alyss did a double take, looking at Naru, then Sting then back to Naru, finally settling her fiery gaze upon Sting. What has he been filling her daughter's mind with, anyway? She sighed, altough she had been expecting that he might have blabbed about something X-rated, in front of her daughter was NOT the best place to blab about it. He began to sweat, and that was all she needed to see. The denial... well, she wasn't impressed about it all. There weren't many things to say that rhymed with 'virgin angel', wasn't there?

Strike two.

"Look, what the hell are you talking about? You'd better not get any ideas about my daughter, Sting."

Ouch. Misunderstanding! You see, after a rather confusing night at the Dirty Sanchez, Alice had somehow lost their virginity, and that was the source of it all. Blazing eyes watched Sting, and Issac himself would have taken a step back from the rising ire. Alyss looked at Sting, seeing as how he was who he was, peeking at her and all that, it wasn't going to be pretty. Alyss took a step forward, glancing at Naru, who was also sweatdropping. She wasn't impressed by Sting, not at all now. And this would probably end pretty badly...
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Sting didn't understand why Alyss was mad about the smell thing. Sting happened to like the scent of gunpowder and explosive chemicals. Reminded him of the good 'ol days back in America, and, for a large part of his life, France. Sting had learned to wield a gun before he could walk, and that was the kind of thing that could make a guy like that particular smell. But more importantly, Alyss was pissed, which was something Sting had pretty much resigned him for when she walked in.

Those cold yet fiery eyes bore into Sting, sending a shudder of both passion and mortal dread up his spine. Thats why he liked this gal. "Okay, Alyss, I'm gonna be straight with you. I'm always straight, don't let anybody tell you otherwise, but I'm talking really straight here." Sting began, backing up just a wee bit farther away from Alyss. "Yes, I lied about her misunderstanding the whole 'virgin angel' thing. But here's the truth: She heard it from this scrawny kid with a ponytail who was walking by here a minute ago, think his name was Allan or something, and asked me what it meant, bless her soul. Being the mature adult that I am, I didn't tell her what it meant so as not to harm her innocent little mind. And I gave her some chocolate."

Sting then switched gears to change the subject so that Alyss's fearsome gaze wouldn't cause him to blurt out anything that might result in him getting his nuts busted for the second time in ten minutes, becoming upbeat and cheerful again. "So anyway, enough about who said what to whom, and who might get their assed kicked because of what they said to who. Do you like the flowers?
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Somehow he seemed to shrink in front of the matron like ferocity of Alyss Bakuhatsu. She didn't like that smell. It stained the purity of an explosion. Mind you, her high-explosives were generally 100% marble to boom, and that generally meant that there wasn't much to smell or when you were close to the explosion, not much to sense full stop. She sighed, letting the anger flow out of her and probably attack some poor empath, but then again she wanted to know more answers. Like what the hell he was doing here.

"Allan? That same guy who'se standing in front of me now, right? Remember Valentines, Sting!?"

Strike three.

You're outta he- wait, what was that?

A green blob of jell-o, which had been following Alyss around for a while, ate a few of her marbles (they were still visible inside of its thick gelatinous... body). Alyss looked down, to see most of her foot wrapped in living jelly. It quite honestly scared the crap out of her. This is where the absurdity kicks in. Hopping on one foot as Naru looked, rather confused, at Sting, Alyss kicked and struggled with the glued on thing, wanting to be rid of the thing as quickly as possible.

"Gah! Naru, little help? Knife arm, and grab me mine, too!"

Kicking with an almighty swing, she managed to rid of half the blob, which splattered all over the floor, tracking all the way - and probably up - Sting's body as she tried to get it off. Naru went off for the knives, her hand already changing and the chocolate dropping to the ground. A part of the blob began to consume it. Nom nom nom nom.

Oh boy.
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Sting did remember valentines, actually. He remembered using a false name so Alyss couldn't connect him to any of the rumors and stories that she might have heard around the school. Hearing about his various capers and shenanigans wouldn't have helped his case at all, especially after the incident in the hot springs. "Heh heh heh..." Sting chuckled nervously, backing away even farther from the now completely enraged Alyss. "I do remember that, and please, allow me to say this--"

Whatever new lie Sting was about to dish out was abrubtly cut off by several pounds of green jelly being thrown into his face. Sting stumbled back, flawing at the things gelatinous form. He could feel it trying to eat his hair, and the thought of it dissolving his skin made him struggle even harder. But somehow in the midst of his struggle, Sting realized something. Why should he keep lying to Alyss? She was mad enough as it was. If it kept on like this, everything would be ruined. Maybe it was time to cut the crap... Filled with a sudden energy, Sting wedged his fingers under the squirming jelly and wrenched it away from his face. He realized this might be a bad time for a heart-to-heart, but this couldn't wait.

"Alright, look Alyss," Sting grunted as he held the blob away from his mouth. "I'm sorry about everything. I'm sorry about peeping on you in the hot springs, I'm sorry about lying about my name, I'm sorry for mentioning that smell, I'm sorry for setting up those spy cameras in the girl's locker room, and I'm sorry for the voodoo doll of you I tried to make, and for whatever else I did that I forgot to mention--" At that point, Sting lost control of the blob, and spent another minute or so wrestling it down onto his chest. "--But why do you think I did all that? Just for shits and giggles? I really like you, see, a lot. But I just can't talk to you the way I want to. The only thing I know how to do is try to impress you with crazy shenanigans and pranks--" Sting lost his grip on the blob, which then slithered up under his shirt to evade his grasp. Sting twisted around, trying to get a hold of the thing while still talking to Alyss. Despite the strange circumstances, Sting was actually being serious, one of the rare instances in which he dropped all of his zaniness to deal with something important. "--When all I really want to do is, gah, stupid blob, get to know you!"

Finally, Sting managed to drag the thing out of the back of his jeans where it had crawlen into, and trapped it in a bubble of solid metal that his strange silver symbiote had transformed into. He set the twitching orb on the ground and planted a boot on top of it to keep it from rolling away.
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Frag it. Really, she almost did. But the close quarters of the explosions would render her a little bit... hurt? Bleeding from the ears, eyes, and probably concussed, coughing up more blood, and the like. On top of that, it would probably kill Naru. Oh, and about her? She came shuffling out, knife in hand. A light toss and Alyss caught it without looking, knowing full well about the way her mini-copy acted. They had gotten together very quickly, it was almost like three personalities in two bodies. Alice, Alyss, Naru. Well, that aside, she began scraping bits of blob out off her boots. Flicking the stuff away, Naru began scraping the stuff out of what got in her hair. Several strands were fused together by the acids.

Alyss continued on, slapping the stuff on in a small pile, noticing the mini-blobs squirming together and making bigger, bigger versions. Oh great. Maybe not, actually, since a bigger target would... oh, good to know, Sting. Hopping around on one foot, she realized that his mind was at thought... a surprising thing, really. He began to confessing to a few things, which was a loveable trait in its own, but really not the thing to say to a prospective girlfriend. Right, Sting... you might want to start over with a clean slate. Stamping on a blob, she saw the small parts reform into something a little bigger. Oh, and the blob on Stings chest had something of the quality found in Naru's arm: constant change. It slithered around his fingers, not eating the digits (our good friend still had marbles in it) as its acids were too weak and too slow acting. Give it a few days, maybe.

Naru tried her hammer arm, actually. She began banging on the floor, squishing the blobs. Which were taking on an amoeba like clarity. Marbles began to be visible in its structures, encased in the jell. Naru breathed, swinging that familiar fist-arm again, bringing it down on a marble. It cracked, but the jelly simply re-formed. Oh boy.

Now he was getting ridiculous. "Sting? Yeah, hi. VOODOO DOLLS!?" She grabbed a chunk, throwing it at the thing's temporary prison. There we go. Sting's powers actually came in handy now, and she was impressed to say the least. "Well, that was a little bit better than voodoo dolls. If you want to wow a girl, see what she likes. Don't try doing crazy stunts." She scraped a few more onto her knife, before flicking it clean, splattering the stuff onto Sting's little silver sphere.

"Right. I think that's as much as we can do."

Naru nodded, looking at Sting as well. The ball was so much like her arms. She smiled a little, actually liking him a little. And it seemed Alyss liked Sting... minus the crazy and zany.

"I actually might give you a shot. Just be a little bit more serious, okay? And for goodness sake, stop trying to do weird things. You'll end up dead before you know it."
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Sting grinned rather sheepishly at the mention of his attempted voodoo doll. Underneath his foot, the silver orb oepned up little orifices across it's surface to eat up the smaller blobs of slime that Alyss and Naru threw it's way. "Well it didn't work," Sting replied, "Turns out the hair I used belonged to a cat. Don't know how that happened. Had cats all over me for a week after that." Sting shrugged. "And the crazy stunts always seemed to work before. I've always had trouble dealing with people, like for serious stuff." Sting said. The way he said it, it made it sound like all his idiotic antics were all an act. But that couldn't possibly be true, could it? What would make a guy want to disguise himself behind that kind of facade?

"I actually might give you a shot."

"Woo!" Sting pumped his arm victoriously, and that familiar sparkle appeared in his eyes again. Finally, he'd won through. Who'd have thought that being serious for once would actually work out this well? Crazy shenanigans were fun and all, but if being normal could get you the girls... Hm, it might be wise to see about a change in direction then. But true to fashion, Sting didn't dwell on that for too long.

"Sweet," Sting said, grinning widely in that boyish manner of his, "'Cause of that didn't work, I'd have to stand outside your window with a boombox and play 'In Your Eyes' over and over again in the rain." Sting mentally high fived himself for that clever reference to the classic romance film "Say Anything," but then chided himself for ruining the reference by explaining it. Man, if this was some sort of RPG or game, he'd be breaking the fourth wall big time. But then Sting got serious again, and he sobered up fast.

"Alright, for you, I'll cut back on the zaniness." He said, taking his foot off of the metal ball and nudging it off to the side. "But don't tell anybody about this. I've a reputation to keep, you know."
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Alyss and Naru both gawked at Sting, wondering what he had done to the poor voodoo doll to actually do that, and somehow he also had... well, it was probably something to do with how he got the cat hairs. Well, Naru as officially creeped out for a while now, so it wasn't much of a surprise when she heard about this... voodoo doll. It sounded interesting, to say the least. All up, it would probably get someone hurt. Alyss shook her head ruefully, wondering how the hell this guy kept his luck up for such a long time. It really was rather confusing, but then again, she wasn't really going to do anything about it.

"Calm down now..."

She sighed, knowing this was probably a bad idea. To agree to a date with this guy. Well, she had given a drunk with the smell of waffles to take her out on a double date, so might as well give him a chance. Might as well drag Issac along this time, too. He might be able to bring Jade. Those two seemed pretty friendly these days. Locations... well, maybe a day out around town, it wasn't really safe until you got a small team together. That way you were sure of all the avenues of escape.

Naru shrugged and then stopped short. She didn't know what In your Eyes was, but she knew what standing outside your window was, as well as what a boombox was. Technically it was Mark's definition: A satchel rigged with explosives, thrown into a car or target and detonated. She sighed, looking at Sting as he went off breaking the fourth wall, herself rather confused at all this. Why were there a lot of people staring at her? Alyss was tempted to give a good kick to Sting's face, and then probably knock a little more sense into him.

"Good boy." She smiled a little, then shrugged. "We might be able to go out sometime. An outing into town. Say, next week?" She thought a little more, then looked at Naru. The girl hated to miss out. "Oh, and Naru's coming along. Might drag Issac and his date, too." She then laughed. "Yeah, we might actually improve your reputation, actually hanging out with girls, and with them actually knowing about it."
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Hm, a double date. Sting rubbed his sparse chin scruff thoughtfully as he considered the prospect. A casual outing with Alyss, the woman of his dreams, with another couple. Not only was it not serious enough to make things uncomfortable, the affectionate actions of the couple might just influence Alyss' thinking in the way Sting liked. On top of that, Sting knew Issac, and knew that he was a pretty good guy. The two had fought side by side in the evil castle of the psychic vampire, Osias Osmund. As Sting thought to himself, a lone, overweight tabby cat strutted down the corridor, paused to rub itself on Sting's legs a few times, and sauntered on around the corner. That was apparantly enough to help Sting reach a conclusion.

"Yup, sounds good!" Stinf said with his trademark boyish grin. "And with Issac along? Even better. Did I ever mention the time I saved Izzy from an evil vampire by beating the fiend in a dance-off? Oh, you were there, right...." Sting looked away for just a moment, before turning back to Alyss with a much less escastic look on his face. "-And thanks for giving me a chance, Alyss. Really. It's all I ever wanted."

"Ah, and-" Just then, before Sting could finish his sentence, his cell-phone rang. The ring tone was Avril Lavigne's "Sk8ter Boi," and Sting seemed particularly hasty about answering it. He winced apologetically at Alyss and put the phone to his ear. "Yo... This is he... What, really?" Sting looked sharply to the side, as if he had just heard some pretty bad news. "How would he even... What? Wouldn't that hurt? Okay, okay, I'll be there. Muchos Gracias, mi amigo." Sting then clicked the phone shut and looked up at Alyss. "Something just came up. Family emergency, you might say." He looked sad that he couldn't say around for a bit longer. "I'm looking forward to our outing, though. Here, my number." Sting held out a sticky note with some numbers on it. "Gimme a call, or I'll call you. Set things up, and what not." Sting was sounding a lot less like his usual self, even more so than when he had made his little speech a few minutes earlier. Whatever the call had been about, it must have been bad. With that, Sting reached down to pick up his large boombox, and got ready to leave. He seemed to be in a hurry.
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