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It had been less then an hour since Darien had left the Generals and Serena in the arcade, eating their meals and laughing to themselves over the earth prince's reaction to seeing them all together. In fact, at this exact moment, they were telling the Michelle and Amara, the first two Outers to show up, they were expecting Trista any moment now. Unfortunately, Amara didn't find any hilarity in the story, her fist clenched in anger, that her Princess should be treated so disrespectfully. She had no time, no matter what she thought of Serena's choices sometimes, for people to treat the girl like she was anything less the the ruler she was, and would eventually be. No one got away with it on her watch.
"Just wait until I see him. I'll knock him from Earth right back into the Silver Millennium and then, Queen Serenity herself can deal with him and his disgusting little antics." She snarled angrily, her knuckles near white from clenching her fists so tightly together. She couldn't wait to get her hands on that so called Prince. What kind of prince treated the daughter of Queen Serenity like that? Who would have the nerve?
"Calm down, Amara, we'll get a chance to correct the wrong." Michelle whispered quietly. She knew darn well Amara was steaming, like a kettle on a stove left boiling for too long, she could see the steam hissing out of her lovers ears. Not that Michelle was about to stand by and let the Inner scouts get away with their wrong doing, oh no, she was angry, and she knew she had quite a few words to say to all of the guilty when the time arose. But for now, now was the time to talk to their Princess, and catch up on her life so far and make sure all was well. As was their duty.
"I'll kill them." Amara hissed as she glanced at the door for the millionth time since she had arrived only moments before. She was more then pumped and ready to deal with Darien the Scumbag. More then ready to knock him into oblivion.
Serena could only chuckle at her elder friends reaction. She had known Amara would be the hot headed one about all this, which was why she had prolonged contacting the outers about the whole situation until she had moved away from Tokyo. "Amara, really calm down. They might not even come back here today...and I'd hate for you to lose the lust of, as you so delicately put it, 'knocking him straight back into the Silver Millennium." The blone smiled mischievously at her friend and sipped the remainders of her milkshake, sighing when she found it to be gone.
"Want another one Blondie?" Jadeite asked, reaching over to take the empty glass from Serena.
Serena tilted her head, clearly pondering if she could fit another huge milkshake into her gut before heading off to see Ms. Haruna for her schoolwork. "Hm.." She murmured, staring hard at the milkshake machine Andrew had behind the counter. "Yeah...okay..I suppose I could fit another one in me if I really tried." She joked lightly as her friend went to get them both a second helping of milkshake. "But make sure it has double the strawberries on top and extra whipped cream and sprinkles!" She called out after the guy as he stood at the counter ordering.
"Having a snack, are we princess?" Came a soft reply a moment later from behind Serena's spot in the booth.
Serena paused, a grin covering her face before she squealed "TRISTA!!!!" In one smooth movement did the girl have herself whipped around in the booth, her arms flung over the taller woman in an affectionate hug. "I missed you!" She sputtered as she hugged the woman tighter.
"And I you princess." Trista answered, her words sounding strange given the tight grip around her neck. She inhaled deeply as air could finally reach her lungs. "Well your grip hasn't changed." She commented lightly with a soft laugh as she pulled over a chair to sit down. One glance at Amara and a rather amused look came across the blood red face across the the table. "Problem, Amara?" She asked, knowing full well Amara was probably just steaming her anger so if the Inners showed up she could deal with them herself.
"You know it." Amara answered, staring at the door once again. This time, though, instead of there being no one important to greet or see, Amara was rewarded with the gratifying sight of Darien leading the scouts towards the arcade. And he looked mad. Tough on him, she was about to beta him into blissful – no torturous oblivion.
"Keep calm." Michelle whispered, as she too watched the scouts approach and then with a glance to Serena she smiled slightly. "You can leave if you want." She offered, knowing it might have been hard for her to deal with the conflict between her two groups of friends. She reached for Amara's arm, missing it by inches as she scrambled to get up behind her partner to hold her back if necessary..or even better, let her go wild at the group.
"No I want to stay and deal with this." Serena answered softly, as she watched Amara get up to meet the scouts at the arcade door. She held her breath, knowing this confrontation could only end badly from here on in, for the Inner Scouts anyway. And then...she watched, waiting, hoping for the confrontation to be quick and over with as she heard Amara's deep voice address Darien.
"Hey! You! ''Prince'' Darien!" Amara snarled as she marched herself closer to the raven haired man. "I have a bone to pick with you!"