Outlawed From Love: Part Three
Authoress: Tsutae Kouken
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"Oh my, Jim. What a lot of friends you've brought us today..." Irene said with a giggle as
Jim and the three girls he'd just ran into entered Clyde's tavern. Jim just looked slightly
embarrassed and ignored the teasing note in Irene's voice.
"Yes. I just happened to...run into them." Jim said, sitting down. Pantra sat to his left,
Luna to his right, and Tsutae just stood away from the rest of them.
"What's with her?" Irene asked, watching the blue haired girl stand with her arms crossed,
looking somewhat down. But, even though she looked depressed, there was a
commanding air about her.
"We don't know." Luna admitted with a shake of her violet head. "We picked her up at
the last space station." She shrugged her bare shoulders and then looked at Irene. "I'd like
something sweet. What would you recommend?"
As Irene listed off some of their sweeter drinks, Jim turned to Pantra.
"She sure calmed down…and in a hurry too." Jim commented, jerking a thumb in Luna's
direction. Pantra smiled and lifted a black-gloved hand to the spiked red bangs in her
light brown hair.
"She's a great element to our ship. She's got to have a lot of energy. She sleeps a lot, and
quite a bit she's very calm. It's just after we land, she has to run around to burn off the
excess energy." Pantra said, with a sweeping gesture. Jim grinned.
"You mean…she helps run the ship?" Jim asked, interested. It sounded a lot like the
Outlaw Star.
"Yes. She's a great pilot, battle excites her and she's very quick at responding. I'm
usually co-pilot." Pantra said, and glanced at Luna, who was ordering something, it
seemed.
Irene smiled and then turned to Jim. "How about a birthday drink, Jim? You're just at the
age now!"
"Sure! I'd love one." Jim paused for a second. "Uh, what would that be, by the way?"
"Oh just some crushed flavored ice, liquor, and salt." Irene said with a wink and a laugh.
"I'll take one of those." Pantra chimed in.
"I guess I will too." Jim agreed. He leaned back in his chair and glanced at Tsutae. She
still hadn't moved.
"You know…you really surprised me by taking on Aiesha." Jim commented to Pantra.
"Aiesha?" Pantra looked confused. Then the puzzled look went away as she understood
who he was talking about. "Oh, you mean that C'tarl c'tarl?"
"Yes. She's the strongest of her race."
"Let's just say…I'm the strongest of mine." Pantra kind of grinned and then turned to
Clyde with a smile as he served them their drinks.
"These look great." She told Clyde.
"Specialty, in honor of Jim's birthday." Clyde boomed in his deep voice.
Jim felt his face heating up, as if he were blushing. He prayed that he wasn't.
"Yeah, they look just…great…" Jim managed to choke out. Luna giggled.
"I'm going back to the Celes, Pantra." Tsutae was at Pantra's shoulder, all of a sudden.
"Oh, oh sure, Tsutae. Go ahead." Pantra assented, sipping her drink.
The three sitting at the bar watched the girl go out the door. Jim raised an eyebrow.
"She's kinda weird."
"Well, she's great with magic and computers…" Luna said, absently, with a yawn.
"Uh oh, looks like Luna's ready for sleep…" Pantra giggled nervously, trying to cover
for Luna's bigmouthed speech.
"Magic?" Jim was suddenly interested.
"Yesh…Rune…" Luna crossed her arms on the bar and lay her head on them. She was
instantly asleep.
"Great. Mind helping me? We've not been here five minutes and this happens." Pantra
grabbed her friend by the arm after jumping off her bar stool. Jim left a few wong on the
bar top and Clyde shook his head.
"No, my friend. It is your birthday. It's on the house. Come back later."
"Thanks, Clyde." Jim began helping Pantra with Luna.
"Geez, she's heavy!" Jim grunted, having taken Luna's arms while Pantra had her legs.
They were carrying the sleeping girl between them.
"Yeah, but if she wasn't so essential…" Pantra rolled her eyes.
"Essential, huh? Heavy…"
.oO~*-*~Oo.
"So then what?" Gene asked with a laugh. He'd had a hard day, but the account of Jim's
day was just too much.
"We carried her into the ship, put her in a bunk, and left." Jim said, with a grin. "You
should see their ship. I swear, it's so close in design to the Outlaw Star, it's amazing."
"Really?" Gene raised his eyebrows.
"Yeah. I tried to ask Pantra about it, but she seemed preoccupied. So I left. I said
something about seeing them tomorrow. She agreed." Jim opened a can of soda and
began to drink it. He was thirsty.
"So…which girl you gonna pick?" Gene asked innocently. He stood up as if to leave,
pulling on his jacket.
"What…what was that you just said?" Jim felt the fizzling little bubbles from his soda
almost choke him yet he managed to splutter out his surprise and rage at Gene's remark.
He crunched the can in his hand. Now that he was 16, Jim was very close in size to Gene.
Gene was surprised when Jim marched right in front of him and poked him in the chest.
"You're such a jerk."
Jim's words were stinging. Gene sighed. Why the heck was Jim always so particular
about women? A girl was a girl, after all…right? WRONG!
"Why can't I have girls for friends without you always asking me if I've done this or that
or picking on me about kissing or something! Geez, Gene, it's my birthday for crying out
loud!" Jim threw the empty, scrunched can at his partner and stomped to his bunk.
Gene felt little flecks of the cold soda fling from the can and onto his hot face. Jim was
acting so strangely. Gene wiped his face with his sleeve to remove the moist drops that
had spattered there when the soda can had whizzed by.
With a slight sigh, Gene turned and opened the door. He had to go get a drink. In fact, he
wanted to get dead drunk. With two jobs that hadn't turned out very well and three flat
refusals, the thought of having to get more casers, Jim's attitude, and walking all day
were taking it's toll on the tall red headed pilot.
The night was colder than he'd expected and a slight shiver tingled its way down his
spine. He started walking.
Jim lay on his bunk, thinking dark thoughts, and picked up his Discman. He put on the
headphones and began listening to the music, not paying attention to the words, but just
trying to motivate his mind to calm down.
Gene found himself down by the docking area, the lights now low, here and there the
bright light of a ship cutting into the darkness. He turned and looked back. There was a
neon sign that looked friendly enough to stop for a drink at. He walked back towards it
and entered the small bar.
It was nearly empty, except two others and the bartender. The others were two men
playing pool, he couldn't make them out, but he didn't care. All he wanted was a cool
ale.
"I want a house brewed, gold." Gene said in a tired voice. The man nodded. He handed
Gene a clear mug of golden foamy ale a few moments later.
Gene smiled dreamily at the glass and began to pull at it. Feeling the icy coolness running
down his throat began to put Gene into a relaxed state.
"You looked like you needed that one." The bartender gave Gene a toothy grin. Gene
smiled wanly back and began to drink his ale again.
After he set the frosty, yet empty mug back on the bar, Gene sat back and sighed and
closed his eyes. It was very peaceful right now. Almost nothing could ruin this
atmosphere….
…except…
"YASEI!!!"
The doors of the bar burst wide open, and a slim girl with violet hair, pulled back into a
ponytail, wearing what looked like a tight tank top and shorts with tennis shoes. Her eyes
were pale and she looked very close to the description of Luna Jim had given Gene.
"Yasei! Come quick!" She ran to one of the men playing pool. He was tall, with black
hair and a wild red swatch of bangs, red eyes, and dressed in a soldiers uniform of dark
blue.
He looked down on the girl. "Luna, calm yourself. What's happened?"
"Luna…" Gene murmured and stood up. It had to Jim's friend and it looked as if she was
in trouble.
"Yasei, its…its bad!" She gasped, sweat on her brow. She didn't look at all like the
strange girl that Jim had met earlier, she looked more like a scared teenager.
"Calm down!"
"I can't! Just come!"
"What's wrong, Luna?" Gene was over by Luna and Yasei in a few quick steps. Luna
seemed urgent, yet Yasei seemed not to care.
"Who…?" Luna's eyes looked him over, then a glint of an idea was sparked in them.
Gene all of a sudden saw that there was a very sharp mind behind her dumb-act.
"I'm Jim's friend, Gene. I can help." Gene placed a hand on her shoulder as her eyes
looked her thanks and recognition at his name.
"Gene? Yes, Jim mentioned you!" Luna looked grateful then urgent again. Yasei looked
mildly annoyed, but then he decided Luna was serious this time.
"I'm coming, Luna. Let me get my jacket." Yasei turned while Luna looked up at Gene
again.
"Pantra's…sick again!" Luna gasped out. "She's…like…having a spasm or something!"
"Again?" Yasei looked very alarmed at this point.
"Yes! And the worst part is….She's growing a tail!"
"A tail?!" Gene and Yasei spoke together. Then they looked at each other.
"I'd like your help." Yasei said simply. "I don't know who you are, but I can use all the
help I can get."
"HURRY!" Luna urged, tugging at Gene's hand.
"Right!" Gene threw several won onto the bar and the three very concerned people
dashed out into the chilly night.
~*~
Tsutae looked with concern at the writhing Pantra. Brushing a lock of her very straight
blue hair behind one of her ears, Tsutae bit her lip.
Pantra was sweating profusely, and moaning and flailing her arms and during the entire
time, it was evident there was a tail growing from under the large nightshirt that Pantra
was wearing.
Tsutae then turned and opened a closet-like structure. She pulled out a winged golden
staff. Sitting on the top of the staff was a white orb. Tsutae gently touched the orb and it
floated off, the staff disappearing.
"Poor girl. I don't know what's wrong, but I'm going to find out. I hope I have enough
time." Tsutae began to concentrate on the orb and Pantra and during the process, the
cabin where they were in the ship began to be filled with the intense white light from the
orb.
Two small blue inverted triangles appeared on Tsutae's forehead in a small crest.
Pantra screamed.
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A/N: Uhm…I didn't mean to end it like that, I just kept typing, ideas kept coming, please
review? I've been out of inspiration for the past weeks and now I found some! So please,
help me, encourage me, do something, I need to finish this and other fictions of mine!
~Tsutae Kouken~
Authoress: Tsutae Kouken
~*~
"Oh my, Jim. What a lot of friends you've brought us today..." Irene said with a giggle as
Jim and the three girls he'd just ran into entered Clyde's tavern. Jim just looked slightly
embarrassed and ignored the teasing note in Irene's voice.
"Yes. I just happened to...run into them." Jim said, sitting down. Pantra sat to his left,
Luna to his right, and Tsutae just stood away from the rest of them.
"What's with her?" Irene asked, watching the blue haired girl stand with her arms crossed,
looking somewhat down. But, even though she looked depressed, there was a
commanding air about her.
"We don't know." Luna admitted with a shake of her violet head. "We picked her up at
the last space station." She shrugged her bare shoulders and then looked at Irene. "I'd like
something sweet. What would you recommend?"
As Irene listed off some of their sweeter drinks, Jim turned to Pantra.
"She sure calmed down…and in a hurry too." Jim commented, jerking a thumb in Luna's
direction. Pantra smiled and lifted a black-gloved hand to the spiked red bangs in her
light brown hair.
"She's a great element to our ship. She's got to have a lot of energy. She sleeps a lot, and
quite a bit she's very calm. It's just after we land, she has to run around to burn off the
excess energy." Pantra said, with a sweeping gesture. Jim grinned.
"You mean…she helps run the ship?" Jim asked, interested. It sounded a lot like the
Outlaw Star.
"Yes. She's a great pilot, battle excites her and she's very quick at responding. I'm
usually co-pilot." Pantra said, and glanced at Luna, who was ordering something, it
seemed.
Irene smiled and then turned to Jim. "How about a birthday drink, Jim? You're just at the
age now!"
"Sure! I'd love one." Jim paused for a second. "Uh, what would that be, by the way?"
"Oh just some crushed flavored ice, liquor, and salt." Irene said with a wink and a laugh.
"I'll take one of those." Pantra chimed in.
"I guess I will too." Jim agreed. He leaned back in his chair and glanced at Tsutae. She
still hadn't moved.
"You know…you really surprised me by taking on Aiesha." Jim commented to Pantra.
"Aiesha?" Pantra looked confused. Then the puzzled look went away as she understood
who he was talking about. "Oh, you mean that C'tarl c'tarl?"
"Yes. She's the strongest of her race."
"Let's just say…I'm the strongest of mine." Pantra kind of grinned and then turned to
Clyde with a smile as he served them their drinks.
"These look great." She told Clyde.
"Specialty, in honor of Jim's birthday." Clyde boomed in his deep voice.
Jim felt his face heating up, as if he were blushing. He prayed that he wasn't.
"Yeah, they look just…great…" Jim managed to choke out. Luna giggled.
"I'm going back to the Celes, Pantra." Tsutae was at Pantra's shoulder, all of a sudden.
"Oh, oh sure, Tsutae. Go ahead." Pantra assented, sipping her drink.
The three sitting at the bar watched the girl go out the door. Jim raised an eyebrow.
"She's kinda weird."
"Well, she's great with magic and computers…" Luna said, absently, with a yawn.
"Uh oh, looks like Luna's ready for sleep…" Pantra giggled nervously, trying to cover
for Luna's bigmouthed speech.
"Magic?" Jim was suddenly interested.
"Yesh…Rune…" Luna crossed her arms on the bar and lay her head on them. She was
instantly asleep.
"Great. Mind helping me? We've not been here five minutes and this happens." Pantra
grabbed her friend by the arm after jumping off her bar stool. Jim left a few wong on the
bar top and Clyde shook his head.
"No, my friend. It is your birthday. It's on the house. Come back later."
"Thanks, Clyde." Jim began helping Pantra with Luna.
"Geez, she's heavy!" Jim grunted, having taken Luna's arms while Pantra had her legs.
They were carrying the sleeping girl between them.
"Yeah, but if she wasn't so essential…" Pantra rolled her eyes.
"Essential, huh? Heavy…"
.oO~*-*~Oo.
"So then what?" Gene asked with a laugh. He'd had a hard day, but the account of Jim's
day was just too much.
"We carried her into the ship, put her in a bunk, and left." Jim said, with a grin. "You
should see their ship. I swear, it's so close in design to the Outlaw Star, it's amazing."
"Really?" Gene raised his eyebrows.
"Yeah. I tried to ask Pantra about it, but she seemed preoccupied. So I left. I said
something about seeing them tomorrow. She agreed." Jim opened a can of soda and
began to drink it. He was thirsty.
"So…which girl you gonna pick?" Gene asked innocently. He stood up as if to leave,
pulling on his jacket.
"What…what was that you just said?" Jim felt the fizzling little bubbles from his soda
almost choke him yet he managed to splutter out his surprise and rage at Gene's remark.
He crunched the can in his hand. Now that he was 16, Jim was very close in size to Gene.
Gene was surprised when Jim marched right in front of him and poked him in the chest.
"You're such a jerk."
Jim's words were stinging. Gene sighed. Why the heck was Jim always so particular
about women? A girl was a girl, after all…right? WRONG!
"Why can't I have girls for friends without you always asking me if I've done this or that
or picking on me about kissing or something! Geez, Gene, it's my birthday for crying out
loud!" Jim threw the empty, scrunched can at his partner and stomped to his bunk.
Gene felt little flecks of the cold soda fling from the can and onto his hot face. Jim was
acting so strangely. Gene wiped his face with his sleeve to remove the moist drops that
had spattered there when the soda can had whizzed by.
With a slight sigh, Gene turned and opened the door. He had to go get a drink. In fact, he
wanted to get dead drunk. With two jobs that hadn't turned out very well and three flat
refusals, the thought of having to get more casers, Jim's attitude, and walking all day
were taking it's toll on the tall red headed pilot.
The night was colder than he'd expected and a slight shiver tingled its way down his
spine. He started walking.
Jim lay on his bunk, thinking dark thoughts, and picked up his Discman. He put on the
headphones and began listening to the music, not paying attention to the words, but just
trying to motivate his mind to calm down.
Gene found himself down by the docking area, the lights now low, here and there the
bright light of a ship cutting into the darkness. He turned and looked back. There was a
neon sign that looked friendly enough to stop for a drink at. He walked back towards it
and entered the small bar.
It was nearly empty, except two others and the bartender. The others were two men
playing pool, he couldn't make them out, but he didn't care. All he wanted was a cool
ale.
"I want a house brewed, gold." Gene said in a tired voice. The man nodded. He handed
Gene a clear mug of golden foamy ale a few moments later.
Gene smiled dreamily at the glass and began to pull at it. Feeling the icy coolness running
down his throat began to put Gene into a relaxed state.
"You looked like you needed that one." The bartender gave Gene a toothy grin. Gene
smiled wanly back and began to drink his ale again.
After he set the frosty, yet empty mug back on the bar, Gene sat back and sighed and
closed his eyes. It was very peaceful right now. Almost nothing could ruin this
atmosphere….
…except…
"YASEI!!!"
The doors of the bar burst wide open, and a slim girl with violet hair, pulled back into a
ponytail, wearing what looked like a tight tank top and shorts with tennis shoes. Her eyes
were pale and she looked very close to the description of Luna Jim had given Gene.
"Yasei! Come quick!" She ran to one of the men playing pool. He was tall, with black
hair and a wild red swatch of bangs, red eyes, and dressed in a soldiers uniform of dark
blue.
He looked down on the girl. "Luna, calm yourself. What's happened?"
"Luna…" Gene murmured and stood up. It had to Jim's friend and it looked as if she was
in trouble.
"Yasei, its…its bad!" She gasped, sweat on her brow. She didn't look at all like the
strange girl that Jim had met earlier, she looked more like a scared teenager.
"Calm down!"
"I can't! Just come!"
"What's wrong, Luna?" Gene was over by Luna and Yasei in a few quick steps. Luna
seemed urgent, yet Yasei seemed not to care.
"Who…?" Luna's eyes looked him over, then a glint of an idea was sparked in them.
Gene all of a sudden saw that there was a very sharp mind behind her dumb-act.
"I'm Jim's friend, Gene. I can help." Gene placed a hand on her shoulder as her eyes
looked her thanks and recognition at his name.
"Gene? Yes, Jim mentioned you!" Luna looked grateful then urgent again. Yasei looked
mildly annoyed, but then he decided Luna was serious this time.
"I'm coming, Luna. Let me get my jacket." Yasei turned while Luna looked up at Gene
again.
"Pantra's…sick again!" Luna gasped out. "She's…like…having a spasm or something!"
"Again?" Yasei looked very alarmed at this point.
"Yes! And the worst part is….She's growing a tail!"
"A tail?!" Gene and Yasei spoke together. Then they looked at each other.
"I'd like your help." Yasei said simply. "I don't know who you are, but I can use all the
help I can get."
"HURRY!" Luna urged, tugging at Gene's hand.
"Right!" Gene threw several won onto the bar and the three very concerned people
dashed out into the chilly night.
~*~
Tsutae looked with concern at the writhing Pantra. Brushing a lock of her very straight
blue hair behind one of her ears, Tsutae bit her lip.
Pantra was sweating profusely, and moaning and flailing her arms and during the entire
time, it was evident there was a tail growing from under the large nightshirt that Pantra
was wearing.
Tsutae then turned and opened a closet-like structure. She pulled out a winged golden
staff. Sitting on the top of the staff was a white orb. Tsutae gently touched the orb and it
floated off, the staff disappearing.
"Poor girl. I don't know what's wrong, but I'm going to find out. I hope I have enough
time." Tsutae began to concentrate on the orb and Pantra and during the process, the
cabin where they were in the ship began to be filled with the intense white light from the
orb.
Two small blue inverted triangles appeared on Tsutae's forehead in a small crest.
Pantra screamed.
~*~
A/N: Uhm…I didn't mean to end it like that, I just kept typing, ideas kept coming, please
review? I've been out of inspiration for the past weeks and now I found some! So please,
help me, encourage me, do something, I need to finish this and other fictions of mine!
~Tsutae Kouken~