The cherry blossoms blew in the wind, the oh too familiar sound of a
broom sweeping up leaves and laughter. "This is sooo boring!!!"
Mihoshi yawned as she go up from a nap on the porch. "I'm gonna go watch
Space Police Police Man!" Mihoshi dashes inside, the familiar click
of the t.v. Meanwhile, Ryoko was reapearing and disapearing numerous times,
like stalking her prey, but with no success. A conversation was
brewing between the cheery Sasami and Grandfather Katsuhito. There were
sounds of laughter and the chopping of vegetables and the sound
of Ryo-oki bouncing up and down, trying to see what Sasami was making.
Meanwhile Mihoshi was reacting to every action on the t.v. with
either a surprized squeel or a unsurpressed giggle. And the slight creaking
of a floor board, and quiet footsteps. Ayeka upstairs making the beds
and getting the laundry. Every so often there were moments like these at
the Masaki resedence, and this particular one had an audience.
High above all was a blond demon woman with red firey eyes and hair that waved ever so slightly, with or without wind. Floating there no one saw the mischeivouse smile of the demon, that adorned herself in a jurian black torn robe. And then, as soon as she was there, she was gone. Later that evening, everyone was gathered for a quiet meal. Well, as quiet as anything could posibly be anyways. Ryoko was suductively trying to feed Tenchi his misou soup, no need to say, that didn't end well. In the end of that round, Tenchi, Washu, Ayeka, and Ryoko were covered with hot soup, Mihoshi was laughing histerically, and everyone else was just sitting there, waiting for the fight to end. Washu "I think I'll go and try to get the noodles out of my hair, if you will excuse me." Washu leaves them to their own devises and Sasami starts handing them towels. They were negleted though due to a little game of tug-a-tenchi. Neither side won, but instead left Tenchi extremely sore.
Later everyone gathered in the living room either watching t.v. or playing games. It may have been the last tranquil moment forever. A clicking of heals, the sound of a speeding car, then the screaming of a woman and the swerving of a car, then the speeding up of a car, and the crying on the pavement. Tenchi "What was that?!" No responce given except the hasty opening of the door and the quick footsteps out the door. There, lying on the ground was a blond woman with dark blue eyes, wearing a neat little pink dress. Tenchi ran over first, followed by the rest. The girl had a few scrapes, but that was all, but when Tenchi held her, she colapsed into a light faint. They all dashed straight to Washu's lab, then left her to the care of Washu.
They all waited downstairs, a semi-awkward silence loomed, even though there were many questions and comments being expressed. Tenchi "I wonder who she is." Ayeka "Yes, I wonder." Ryoko "What I want to know is what she was..." The opening of the lab door stopped all movement and words. Washu "She should be fine, she is now conscious but a little confused." Sasami "So, who is she Miss Washu?" Washu "Well, she said that her name is Lady Ritune D. Cost. She said she is from Tokyo and got lost while she was on vacation here." Sasami "Thats a weird name." Ayeka "Sasami! Thats rude to say about someone who has just been hurt." Sasami "I'm sorry Ayeka, I just thought it was." Tenchi's Grandfather "Washu, tell her she is welcome to stay for a while if she wants." Everyone is slightly shocked at this declaration but keeps it to themselves. Yet another addition to the Misaki household.
High above all was a blond demon woman with red firey eyes and hair that waved ever so slightly, with or without wind. Floating there no one saw the mischeivouse smile of the demon, that adorned herself in a jurian black torn robe. And then, as soon as she was there, she was gone. Later that evening, everyone was gathered for a quiet meal. Well, as quiet as anything could posibly be anyways. Ryoko was suductively trying to feed Tenchi his misou soup, no need to say, that didn't end well. In the end of that round, Tenchi, Washu, Ayeka, and Ryoko were covered with hot soup, Mihoshi was laughing histerically, and everyone else was just sitting there, waiting for the fight to end. Washu "I think I'll go and try to get the noodles out of my hair, if you will excuse me." Washu leaves them to their own devises and Sasami starts handing them towels. They were negleted though due to a little game of tug-a-tenchi. Neither side won, but instead left Tenchi extremely sore.
Later everyone gathered in the living room either watching t.v. or playing games. It may have been the last tranquil moment forever. A clicking of heals, the sound of a speeding car, then the screaming of a woman and the swerving of a car, then the speeding up of a car, and the crying on the pavement. Tenchi "What was that?!" No responce given except the hasty opening of the door and the quick footsteps out the door. There, lying on the ground was a blond woman with dark blue eyes, wearing a neat little pink dress. Tenchi ran over first, followed by the rest. The girl had a few scrapes, but that was all, but when Tenchi held her, she colapsed into a light faint. They all dashed straight to Washu's lab, then left her to the care of Washu.
They all waited downstairs, a semi-awkward silence loomed, even though there were many questions and comments being expressed. Tenchi "I wonder who she is." Ayeka "Yes, I wonder." Ryoko "What I want to know is what she was..." The opening of the lab door stopped all movement and words. Washu "She should be fine, she is now conscious but a little confused." Sasami "So, who is she Miss Washu?" Washu "Well, she said that her name is Lady Ritune D. Cost. She said she is from Tokyo and got lost while she was on vacation here." Sasami "Thats a weird name." Ayeka "Sasami! Thats rude to say about someone who has just been hurt." Sasami "I'm sorry Ayeka, I just thought it was." Tenchi's Grandfather "Washu, tell her she is welcome to stay for a while if she wants." Everyone is slightly shocked at this declaration but keeps it to themselves. Yet another addition to the Misaki household.