She noticed once that Jordan had been acting really strange around her. And she catched him several times staring at her face. It was really uncomfortable. After few days she decided to finally ask him about it.
That day in the morning she was passing him in the hallway. They greeted. Eva again saw boy's odd look at her.
- OK, gunner-boy, that's it. What's your problem? - she asked angrily.
- Huh? What?
- Quit staring at me all the time! It's pissing me off!
- Oh, well... I was just wondering... Where did ya get those marks?
- Huh?
- On your cheeks. I thought you must be very patrotic. Ya'know: Stars 'n' Stripes.
- No, you goof! These are my recognition marks. A tribute for my mother. Anyway, if you like them that much I can paint them on your face...
- Really? That would be-
- ... with a blunt RAZOR!
His eyes widened in horror at her words and he just watched her as she walked away stepping hard. What was that?
- ... nice?
*Who's psycho now?*
*
Eva just finished helping Stan and Koji with some daily repairs. Sitting in a day room, mechanics were showing her some plans and upgrades they have been planning to do with Whizzing Arrow. Then the gunner stormed in and said that Don wanted to see them downstairs. As they walked out, Molly took the lead and boys were behind her.
Stan slapped her butt all of a sudden.
Koji and Jordan exchanged looks waiting for girl's outburst. Red as tomato, she turned back clenching her fists. None of them said anything. Stan looked normal, Koji was loyal to him. Jordan pointed at Stan.
He received a strong punch in the face.
Just after that, Koji started to chuckle. He ended up without glasses and few teeth.
Then Eva glared at Stan who was just standing there, grinning.
- Nice bottom, Mol.
He was knocked out for three days with serious overall injuries.
*Do not underestimate fifteen-years-old mechanics.*
*
"I'm definitely going to cut off that jerk's manhood, mince it, fry it, leave it on a hot spot somewhere outside, wait for it to rot and then wrap it like a present and send it with sweet pink letter: 'hope you like it, honey! It once made you pleasure'!" Molly thought with a grave solemnity on her face as she was trying to get rid of a mixture of chewing gum and some gluey juice from her hair.
She's been doing it for at least two hours. With no effects. She growled.
A horrible scream filled whole pit and perhaps half of the planet Alwas.
- DAMN YOU, JORDAN! LET YOUR GRANDCHILDREN BE DAMNED! I SWEAR, I'LL LEARN SORCERY MYSELF JUST TO MAKE SURE YOU WILL BE CURSED FOREVER!
A teenage boy was cringing in a corner of his room, trully terrified. He swallowed hard.
- But it wasn't me, Molly...
* One advice: mess with girl's hair unless you are really bored with your life.*
*
- Little Mouse, can I ask you something?
- Huh? Yes, Rick. Anything.
- Why actually you're so keen on this Nourasian prince?
Eva looked at black haired man suspiciously. Then she looked away, blushing.
- Well... I'll tell you, but don't even think of telling anybody. Especially Jordan.
- Sure. Did I ever let you down?
She smiled and blushed even more. Looked around.
- I just wondered how his penis looks like.
Rick trailed off. He hoped that strong drink tonight will let him forget what he heard. Worst was that that evening his drinking session was acompanied by a certain gunner who, unluckily for him, dared to eavesdrop that conversation.
* WWW always should stay unsaid. (www stands for 'what woman wants') *