"I'm tired!" Shinna shouted, but since she was behind the two a little,
they could not hear her. No one had spoken after Trio had started off in
the right direction. Shinna couldn't help but laugh. She had a horrible
sense of direction.
All three G-Alloids understood what they had taken upon themselves. Shinna almost began to regret ever suggesting to run away, but knew she couldn't turn back now, wasn't even sure the remaining two G-Alloids would accept them as equals anymore. After all, Trey HAD knocked Daemon out.
"I'm tired!" Shinna screamed again, but she got the same results.
And she WAS really tired. When she had flew off in her temper tantrum she'd topped 70 mph at least, and now, at approximately 50 mph, for the 5 or 6 hours they had been flying was wearing Shinna down. Trio, however, showed no sign of exhaustion; then again, Trio had gotten about 10 minutes of artificial sleep.
Suddenly Shinna remembered of the communication line Nataku and Deathscythe used.
'GUYS!' Shinna screamed, but this time inside her mind, 'I'M TIRED!'
Trio jerked to a halt and Shinna ran into her.
"OW!" Trio shouted in the Nataku G-Alloids' ear. "DON'T SCREAM! WE'RE NOT DEAF YA KNOW!"
"Okay, okay, I'm sorry, but I yelled a dozen times and you guys didn't hear me."
"Well, you could have tried that first," Trey mumbled, flying back the difference of the two startled G-Alloids' stopping points.
"I said I'm sorry okay? I'm really tired, and we've been flying for HOURS!"
"Only 7," Trey retorted.
"ONLY 7 he says," Shinna mocked. "Can't we stop NOW?"
"Fine," Trio butted in, "but we have to find a non-populated area."
"Done," Shinna said, pushing her slick wings together and going into a nose dive.
"SHINNA! BE CAREFUL!" Trio screamed, dropping her own wings and trying to stay upright. But the wind started to bite at her wings and rip at her clothing and it hurt, so she was forced to go into a nosedive. Trio closed her eyes as she fell.
'Trio, if you don't open you'll eyes, you'll splat the ground,' Trey said calmly. Trio's eyes flung open. The ground was only twenty feet away. Trio's mind went berserk.
'Stop, Trio! You can do it!' Deathscythe told her. Trio nodded and opened her wings. She jerked herself up short, only a foot from the ground.
"You've really gotta learn to keep your eyes open when you go into a nosedive," Shinna commented with a smirk, her left hand on her hip.
"Shut up," Trio muttered under her breath as Trey landed beside her. His backpack, which he had strapped to the front of his chest, was falling off his arm. He caught it as it fell on to the ground.
"Nice catch!" Shinna said with a smile, seeing as she had landed first and with the least amount of problems she was happy.
The G-Alloids had landed in an open field of grain. The air was thick with dust.
"Maybe we should put our wings up since we are on the ground?" Trey pointed out.
"Right," Trio jumped; eager to make the others forget about her little incident. Trio's black wings slowly pushed toward each other and shrunk, until all that remained of her wings were the black tattoos, which were her wings, and the tattered shirt. Shinna and Trey followed suit.
"Should we change shirts? I mean, our shirts ARE pretty dirty and well, 'holy'," Shinna asked.
"Why not?" Trio ripped off her shirt. Her bra was in no better condition as it slipped to the ground. Trey blushed and turned away.
"I didn't want to see that," he muttered.
"Well? It wasn't my fault. Shinna, did you bring an extra I could borrow?"
"Yea, it's a sport's bra so it should fit." Shinna tossed over a medium sized sports bra. Trio quickly turned around, dropped her shirt and slipped on the bra. It fit perfectly.
"Here's a shirt by the way," Shinna added, tossing Trio a black shirt. Trio slipped it on.
"Y'know how much you look like Duo wearing all black?" Trey asked as Trio turned back around.
"No," Trio replied, "but my braid is a disaster! I've gotta redo it before we go."
"Me too," Shinna said.
"But you only have shoulder length hair, and mine is a meter long, you barely even have to COMB it, much less brush it!"
Shinna gave a silly giggle, "I guess that's one of the advantages of having Wufei as a father."
"I need to find a brush," Trio muttered, looking up at the sky.
"Here," Trey said, throwing a brush right at Trio's head. Trio, who wasn't paying attention, got hit in the head. The brush landed in her hands, which had been raising in defense.
"Thanks. Now all we need to know is where we are."
"All I know is you're in my field," a voice said, coming from Trio's immediate left. A gun poked out of the grain. "And I wanna know what you're doing in here, who you are, and why the heck you kids are such a mess."
"Ehehehe," Trio laughed nervously, "could you move that a little? I'm not exactly comfortable with a gun next to my head."
"I want all of you kids to pack up your stuff quick and go that way," he lifted his gun, pointing behind him, "nice and slow."
All three G-Alloids understood what they had taken upon themselves. Shinna almost began to regret ever suggesting to run away, but knew she couldn't turn back now, wasn't even sure the remaining two G-Alloids would accept them as equals anymore. After all, Trey HAD knocked Daemon out.
"I'm tired!" Shinna screamed again, but she got the same results.
And she WAS really tired. When she had flew off in her temper tantrum she'd topped 70 mph at least, and now, at approximately 50 mph, for the 5 or 6 hours they had been flying was wearing Shinna down. Trio, however, showed no sign of exhaustion; then again, Trio had gotten about 10 minutes of artificial sleep.
Suddenly Shinna remembered of the communication line Nataku and Deathscythe used.
'GUYS!' Shinna screamed, but this time inside her mind, 'I'M TIRED!'
Trio jerked to a halt and Shinna ran into her.
"OW!" Trio shouted in the Nataku G-Alloids' ear. "DON'T SCREAM! WE'RE NOT DEAF YA KNOW!"
"Okay, okay, I'm sorry, but I yelled a dozen times and you guys didn't hear me."
"Well, you could have tried that first," Trey mumbled, flying back the difference of the two startled G-Alloids' stopping points.
"I said I'm sorry okay? I'm really tired, and we've been flying for HOURS!"
"Only 7," Trey retorted.
"ONLY 7 he says," Shinna mocked. "Can't we stop NOW?"
"Fine," Trio butted in, "but we have to find a non-populated area."
"Done," Shinna said, pushing her slick wings together and going into a nose dive.
"SHINNA! BE CAREFUL!" Trio screamed, dropping her own wings and trying to stay upright. But the wind started to bite at her wings and rip at her clothing and it hurt, so she was forced to go into a nosedive. Trio closed her eyes as she fell.
'Trio, if you don't open you'll eyes, you'll splat the ground,' Trey said calmly. Trio's eyes flung open. The ground was only twenty feet away. Trio's mind went berserk.
'Stop, Trio! You can do it!' Deathscythe told her. Trio nodded and opened her wings. She jerked herself up short, only a foot from the ground.
"You've really gotta learn to keep your eyes open when you go into a nosedive," Shinna commented with a smirk, her left hand on her hip.
"Shut up," Trio muttered under her breath as Trey landed beside her. His backpack, which he had strapped to the front of his chest, was falling off his arm. He caught it as it fell on to the ground.
"Nice catch!" Shinna said with a smile, seeing as she had landed first and with the least amount of problems she was happy.
The G-Alloids had landed in an open field of grain. The air was thick with dust.
"Maybe we should put our wings up since we are on the ground?" Trey pointed out.
"Right," Trio jumped; eager to make the others forget about her little incident. Trio's black wings slowly pushed toward each other and shrunk, until all that remained of her wings were the black tattoos, which were her wings, and the tattered shirt. Shinna and Trey followed suit.
"Should we change shirts? I mean, our shirts ARE pretty dirty and well, 'holy'," Shinna asked.
"Why not?" Trio ripped off her shirt. Her bra was in no better condition as it slipped to the ground. Trey blushed and turned away.
"I didn't want to see that," he muttered.
"Well? It wasn't my fault. Shinna, did you bring an extra I could borrow?"
"Yea, it's a sport's bra so it should fit." Shinna tossed over a medium sized sports bra. Trio quickly turned around, dropped her shirt and slipped on the bra. It fit perfectly.
"Here's a shirt by the way," Shinna added, tossing Trio a black shirt. Trio slipped it on.
"Y'know how much you look like Duo wearing all black?" Trey asked as Trio turned back around.
"No," Trio replied, "but my braid is a disaster! I've gotta redo it before we go."
"Me too," Shinna said.
"But you only have shoulder length hair, and mine is a meter long, you barely even have to COMB it, much less brush it!"
Shinna gave a silly giggle, "I guess that's one of the advantages of having Wufei as a father."
"I need to find a brush," Trio muttered, looking up at the sky.
"Here," Trey said, throwing a brush right at Trio's head. Trio, who wasn't paying attention, got hit in the head. The brush landed in her hands, which had been raising in defense.
"Thanks. Now all we need to know is where we are."
"All I know is you're in my field," a voice said, coming from Trio's immediate left. A gun poked out of the grain. "And I wanna know what you're doing in here, who you are, and why the heck you kids are such a mess."
"Ehehehe," Trio laughed nervously, "could you move that a little? I'm not exactly comfortable with a gun next to my head."
"I want all of you kids to pack up your stuff quick and go that way," he lifted his gun, pointing behind him, "nice and slow."