Disclaimer: I don't own Earth: Final conflict, or the Dragon-people from
Slayers, or the capsules from DBZ. I do own myself (majorkami) and my
sister owns herself (Sarai). I borrowed her idea with her permission.
Shadow of Bishonen Journey: Earth: Final Conflict
"I'll teach her not to leave me out," the dragon girl said with an evil little smirk. "Sarai will be so surprised when I finally confront her little band of bishonen catchers!" The girl- almost a woman, in fact- activated her cloaking devices located in her gunmetal grey hairband and matching belt buckle. Her horn and wings dematerialized- or at least they appeared to, but hiding them was the purpose of the cloaking devices. "But first I need to 'recruit' some help." She took a portal dart from the quiver on her ankle and flung it at the wall, then stepped through the resulting portal.
Sandoval had made a terrible mistake ever helping the Atavis. Now that the Mothership's engines were going into overload and no one could fix them, they had turned on him in frustration. He raced through the corridors blindly, not even pausing to ask himself where he was going, considering that every portal on the ship had been junked by the overload.
He was coming to a corner, and currently only had one pursuer. Here was his chance to lose them. Sandoval turned and skrilled the Atavis twice in the midsection before it fell. 'But it won't stay down long.' he thought, 'I have to get out of here!" Perhaps he could make it to the shuttles. Hearing more Atavis on the way, he rounded the corner quickly and took off. He didn't get far.
The dragon-girl heard the rapid footfalls of someone wearing dress shoes. 'Definitely not an Atavis!' the second she saw Sandoval she pounced, dragging him back into her hiding place in a second. 'Oh, I've always wanted to use this line!' she thought. "Come with me if you want to live." she whispered in the agent's ear. Then she released him. Confused, Sandoval spun around to face his assailant. She was human, or appeared to be, a brunette nearly his height. The young woman was dressed all in black, except for a grey metal belt buckle and hairband. The sleeves of her button-up silk shirt were loose enough to hide a weapon.
"Well?" she whispered impatiently, stooping down to where she had pulled the cover off a maintenance hatch, "Are you coming or not?" Once both were inside the hatch, the woman sealed it. "We need to get as far away from the engines as possible, or my portal darts won't work."
"I know how to get to the front of the ship." The agent replied, "Follow me."
Shadow of Bishonen Journey: Earth: Final Conflict
"I'll teach her not to leave me out," the dragon girl said with an evil little smirk. "Sarai will be so surprised when I finally confront her little band of bishonen catchers!" The girl- almost a woman, in fact- activated her cloaking devices located in her gunmetal grey hairband and matching belt buckle. Her horn and wings dematerialized- or at least they appeared to, but hiding them was the purpose of the cloaking devices. "But first I need to 'recruit' some help." She took a portal dart from the quiver on her ankle and flung it at the wall, then stepped through the resulting portal.
Sandoval had made a terrible mistake ever helping the Atavis. Now that the Mothership's engines were going into overload and no one could fix them, they had turned on him in frustration. He raced through the corridors blindly, not even pausing to ask himself where he was going, considering that every portal on the ship had been junked by the overload.
He was coming to a corner, and currently only had one pursuer. Here was his chance to lose them. Sandoval turned and skrilled the Atavis twice in the midsection before it fell. 'But it won't stay down long.' he thought, 'I have to get out of here!" Perhaps he could make it to the shuttles. Hearing more Atavis on the way, he rounded the corner quickly and took off. He didn't get far.
The dragon-girl heard the rapid footfalls of someone wearing dress shoes. 'Definitely not an Atavis!' the second she saw Sandoval she pounced, dragging him back into her hiding place in a second. 'Oh, I've always wanted to use this line!' she thought. "Come with me if you want to live." she whispered in the agent's ear. Then she released him. Confused, Sandoval spun around to face his assailant. She was human, or appeared to be, a brunette nearly his height. The young woman was dressed all in black, except for a grey metal belt buckle and hairband. The sleeves of her button-up silk shirt were loose enough to hide a weapon.
"Well?" she whispered impatiently, stooping down to where she had pulled the cover off a maintenance hatch, "Are you coming or not?" Once both were inside the hatch, the woman sealed it. "We need to get as far away from the engines as possible, or my portal darts won't work."
"I know how to get to the front of the ship." The agent replied, "Follow me."