'Damn, what's with me and stairs today!?' Liz growled to herself as she
attempted to sit up and open her eyes. Only she found that not only was she
restricted from the movement, but that her eyes were in fact open already.
'What the…?' was all she could comprehend as she groped around to find her
balance and the ground.
Suddenly, someone grabbed her by the wrist and dragged her upright. Liz let out an "Eep!" and blushed as she realized that somehow she had fallen on top of some poor individual, and then had managed to bring another down on top of her. 'No wonder I couldn't see' she reflected, as she looked, dazed, at the man's dark purple shirt. She turned to see whom she was currently sitting on, but found that her head wouldn't turn far enough to see past her upraised arm. Then, she curiously looked up at her arm, wondering why it was above her head. After noticing the black-gloved hand that was presently wrapped gently around her wrist, her eyes followed the long arm to the adjoining body, and then to the worried eyes of a very startled messy-haired boy. 'Wow, another one' was the only thing that seemed to penetrate her fogged brain. With incredibly bad timing, the person she was on, decided to try to sit up, sending her face first into the concerned brunette. Wide-eyed, Liz found herself nose to nose with the boy and was at this time breathing the exact air he seemed to have exhaled. During the event of being thrown forward, Liz's arm had fallen from above her head, when her breathing partner had let go of it, to instead wrap his arms around her. So now, not only were they sharing breaths but they were also both inhabiting the same personal space. The person underneath their personal space groaned, then promptly turned over onto his stomach, lifted himself up a little, and proceeded to puke his guts out. Liz turned away from their closeness, when she felt the body beneath her begin to shake. She watched the young boy as he threw up all over the pathway, totally stuck on why he looked so damned familiar. Having caught a glimpse of him before he rolled over, she remembered seeing a heart-shaped face and wheaty- golden colored hair before, from somewhere. Liz was so preoccupied; she hadn't noticed when the taller brunette pulled her up to a standing position, without ever letting go of his hold on her waist. She did however, blink several times, rapidly, when an older man with a whole lot of really long brown hair, bent down to hold the puking-boy's hair out of his face, and comfort him. It surprised her that she hadn't detected him before. Looking up in search of anyone else she had missed, Liz became aware of two very violet, very violent eyes watching her. Fear tore through her, as she took in the man's red hair, funny bangs, long ominous trench- coat, and the gloved hands, one of which was gripping the end of a sheathed sword dangerously. Tearing her eyes away from the weapon, he hadn't cared to hide, she looked shyly back up into his eyes, ready to plead forgiveness. However, she realized that it wasn't at her that he was glowering, but past her, over her right shoulder to be exact. How appropriate, that Quatre chose that very moment to clear his throat, announcing the presence of others. Whirling her head around, Liz saw both Quatre and Ariana close by, but out of arms length, covered in flour and looking somewhat wet, then Duo and Heero on the porch looking wary, worried and surprised, both with guns in hand, and Trowa off to the left of the house, seeming to have appeared from the bushes, as some stray leaves clung to his sweater. With his sword pointed out challengingly, glinting in the sunlight, Wufei was off toward the right, looking like he would gladly accept a fight with the impassive red-head, if only to have the chance to exert some of his anger. Though, Wufei was quite a sight, he wasn't what worried Liz the most. It was Ariana, who had become stiff and was stooping her shoulders forward, a telltale sign of her storms of rage. Liz gulped. 'Dear lord…' however, her prayer was never heard because it was never completed as she lost all sense of words, when she looked at Ariana's eyes. They were nearly black with hatred, and staring right at their personal space. Quickly, Liz separated herself, when she realized that they were still holding each other, from the messy-haired brunette, looking as though she was reacting to a hot plate or something unpleasant to touch. He gave her a small hurt glance, before letting his hands fall to his sides.
"WHAT WERE YOU DOING TO HER!?!"
Ok, well Ariana wasn't necessarily mad, well not to begin with. At first, when she had run out there and seen her friend being helped up off the ground, actually another person, she was relieved that she was all right. Then, she had been slightly amused at the idea that only Liz could manage to topple over two guys at the same time, and even make one give up his lunch, messy style. But then the rage hit her, like a fist of stone, at the indecency of that male-pig, who was acting all gentlemen-like by helping her up, but took the opportunity to put his hands all over her. And it only added to the fury, that Liz just stood there, and acted like it was the most natural thing in the world to let a stranger grope you in public. Oh! The Injustice!
Wufei was the only other who felt extreme anger at the situation. He didn't really care about the guy holding Liz, but if the dude didn't get his hands off her soon, he would. What made him more or less furious, was the fact that these not-even-OZ-soldiers had infiltrated their hideout, and interrupted their group time off, which said a whole lot more than he would ever like to admit about the gundams being his friends, but he wasn't really paying enough attention to catch it. Right now, he was dangerously close to taking on that aloof redhead.
The brunette, who had been holding Liz, began to stutter, but was cut off from whatever he was about to say, as the older man with all the hair, stood up and looked at Ariana coolly.
"Calm yourself, little one. Ken was only trying to help your friend."
Ariana was about keep on storming, when Liz suddenly cut her off.
"Don't worry Ari, I'm ok. Nothing happened, besides I fell on them."
"But that doesn't give him any right to…"
"Like I said, nothing happened. Anyway if it had, I would have been the first to kill him."
Liz smiled sweetly at her friend, and Ken gave her a startled glance. Such words with such a smile, just wasn't right.
Suddenly, someone grabbed her by the wrist and dragged her upright. Liz let out an "Eep!" and blushed as she realized that somehow she had fallen on top of some poor individual, and then had managed to bring another down on top of her. 'No wonder I couldn't see' she reflected, as she looked, dazed, at the man's dark purple shirt. She turned to see whom she was currently sitting on, but found that her head wouldn't turn far enough to see past her upraised arm. Then, she curiously looked up at her arm, wondering why it was above her head. After noticing the black-gloved hand that was presently wrapped gently around her wrist, her eyes followed the long arm to the adjoining body, and then to the worried eyes of a very startled messy-haired boy. 'Wow, another one' was the only thing that seemed to penetrate her fogged brain. With incredibly bad timing, the person she was on, decided to try to sit up, sending her face first into the concerned brunette. Wide-eyed, Liz found herself nose to nose with the boy and was at this time breathing the exact air he seemed to have exhaled. During the event of being thrown forward, Liz's arm had fallen from above her head, when her breathing partner had let go of it, to instead wrap his arms around her. So now, not only were they sharing breaths but they were also both inhabiting the same personal space. The person underneath their personal space groaned, then promptly turned over onto his stomach, lifted himself up a little, and proceeded to puke his guts out. Liz turned away from their closeness, when she felt the body beneath her begin to shake. She watched the young boy as he threw up all over the pathway, totally stuck on why he looked so damned familiar. Having caught a glimpse of him before he rolled over, she remembered seeing a heart-shaped face and wheaty- golden colored hair before, from somewhere. Liz was so preoccupied; she hadn't noticed when the taller brunette pulled her up to a standing position, without ever letting go of his hold on her waist. She did however, blink several times, rapidly, when an older man with a whole lot of really long brown hair, bent down to hold the puking-boy's hair out of his face, and comfort him. It surprised her that she hadn't detected him before. Looking up in search of anyone else she had missed, Liz became aware of two very violet, very violent eyes watching her. Fear tore through her, as she took in the man's red hair, funny bangs, long ominous trench- coat, and the gloved hands, one of which was gripping the end of a sheathed sword dangerously. Tearing her eyes away from the weapon, he hadn't cared to hide, she looked shyly back up into his eyes, ready to plead forgiveness. However, she realized that it wasn't at her that he was glowering, but past her, over her right shoulder to be exact. How appropriate, that Quatre chose that very moment to clear his throat, announcing the presence of others. Whirling her head around, Liz saw both Quatre and Ariana close by, but out of arms length, covered in flour and looking somewhat wet, then Duo and Heero on the porch looking wary, worried and surprised, both with guns in hand, and Trowa off to the left of the house, seeming to have appeared from the bushes, as some stray leaves clung to his sweater. With his sword pointed out challengingly, glinting in the sunlight, Wufei was off toward the right, looking like he would gladly accept a fight with the impassive red-head, if only to have the chance to exert some of his anger. Though, Wufei was quite a sight, he wasn't what worried Liz the most. It was Ariana, who had become stiff and was stooping her shoulders forward, a telltale sign of her storms of rage. Liz gulped. 'Dear lord…' however, her prayer was never heard because it was never completed as she lost all sense of words, when she looked at Ariana's eyes. They were nearly black with hatred, and staring right at their personal space. Quickly, Liz separated herself, when she realized that they were still holding each other, from the messy-haired brunette, looking as though she was reacting to a hot plate or something unpleasant to touch. He gave her a small hurt glance, before letting his hands fall to his sides.
"WHAT WERE YOU DOING TO HER!?!"
Ok, well Ariana wasn't necessarily mad, well not to begin with. At first, when she had run out there and seen her friend being helped up off the ground, actually another person, she was relieved that she was all right. Then, she had been slightly amused at the idea that only Liz could manage to topple over two guys at the same time, and even make one give up his lunch, messy style. But then the rage hit her, like a fist of stone, at the indecency of that male-pig, who was acting all gentlemen-like by helping her up, but took the opportunity to put his hands all over her. And it only added to the fury, that Liz just stood there, and acted like it was the most natural thing in the world to let a stranger grope you in public. Oh! The Injustice!
Wufei was the only other who felt extreme anger at the situation. He didn't really care about the guy holding Liz, but if the dude didn't get his hands off her soon, he would. What made him more or less furious, was the fact that these not-even-OZ-soldiers had infiltrated their hideout, and interrupted their group time off, which said a whole lot more than he would ever like to admit about the gundams being his friends, but he wasn't really paying enough attention to catch it. Right now, he was dangerously close to taking on that aloof redhead.
The brunette, who had been holding Liz, began to stutter, but was cut off from whatever he was about to say, as the older man with all the hair, stood up and looked at Ariana coolly.
"Calm yourself, little one. Ken was only trying to help your friend."
Ariana was about keep on storming, when Liz suddenly cut her off.
"Don't worry Ari, I'm ok. Nothing happened, besides I fell on them."
"But that doesn't give him any right to…"
"Like I said, nothing happened. Anyway if it had, I would have been the first to kill him."
Liz smiled sweetly at her friend, and Ken gave her a startled glance. Such words with such a smile, just wasn't right.