Whispers of the past
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'Yes, I'll have the prawn noodles, and the chicken and honey, thank you' said Pan, placing the menu elegantly down on the table.
'I'll have the vegetables and sweet and sour pork, and Lex will have the pecking duck and the soup. Thank you' as the waiter wrote down the order, the girls shared a look, Trunks was going to pay that they could promise.
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'Could this be any more boring?' asked Bra, her feet up on Sarah's desk tossing the tennis ball up in the air and catching it.
'It might be slightly easier if you actually helped' snapped Chase, Bra just turned her nose up at that thought.
'But then that would require moving' she replied in a fake ditzy voice, making Chase smile, dropping the spanner on the stone floor he whipped his head with the sleeve of his shirt, Bra wrinkled her nose at his actions.
'That should be it, that is unless you destroy it any time soon' said Chase, stepping into the room Pan was dressed in training clothes.
'Really' she said in a child like voice, giving Chase a smile. 'Ready?' she asked, quickly getting out of the chair she (Bra) had occupided most of the afternoon both girls turned and smilling sweetly at him as they disappeared into the training room.
The girls were hanging upside down, feeling their pulses slowly down, they let go of the vine, and back flipped to the ground, landing in a crouch, comunicating with their body lanugage, the best friends ran up to their goal while they watched each others backs. Suddenly Chase's latest creation came crashing through a pillar, sighing they both knew Chase would be pretty much dead after their training if Sarah caught wind of what it did.
Behind the glass two way mirror Chase began to sweat as Sarah glared at him, while he kept on checking his robot's output, if she caught him not being careful, she'd kill him. They'd better survive, with what setting Chase just put it on, thought Sarah, she couldn't help admire girl's partnership and choregraph.
Pulling out their guns they cocked their heads to the side giving the robot a Vegeta smirk they pulled the trigger, crouching down low using the muscles in her legs Bra flipped over the robot almost, well landing on a moving object kind of makes a rocky landing surface.
Crap, through Bra, holding on tight as the robot tried to buck her off, blood ran down the outer shell ignoring the feeling of blood Bra tried to concentrate on her mission disabling the robot.
'Watch out BRA!' screamed Pan, pointing to something behind her, turning her head quickly Bra hit her head on a hindu god made of stone in had to be at least 9 foot thick (it hurts even for a Sayain), watching as her best friend's unconcious body rolled off the robot and hit the stone floor with more than a thump and dusting flying every where. Watching as the robot bent down, pulling out her kanta from out of its sheath, raising it over her left shoulder running quickly at the robot, just as she was about to hit it with full force Pan fell to the ground, slidding her kanta out she cut its legs off with a clean swipe.
The girls are defiantly getting better, thought Chase, he might not be a Tomb Raider but watching Sarah enough and the girls he could tell when they were tired, drained or almost dead, which was a prefferable between Pan and Bra, both girls seemed to have an endless supply of energy.
*****
Standing next to Goten and Marron, Trunks gave all the passing girls his devilish smile, which he knew made them weak in the knees. They had been waiting in the middle of the airport the last hour, and he was sick of it, watching as a girl dressed in a purple boob tube dress, with white boots and her black hair up in a messy bun (purposly) headed towards them.
'Hello I'm Bree Katsuragi' introducing herself Pan, straightened her dress, when she caught Trunks looking at her breast. I see he hasn't changed, she thought darkly.
'I'm Trunks Briefs, this is Goten Son and this lovely lady is Marron Ikari' (I don't know Krillen's last name so I made one up) said Trunks, giving Pan a smile that usually made girls swoan, he was taken back when 'Bree's' looks darkened considerably.
'Follow me' she said sharply, turning on her heel Pan strode towards the exit, listening as Trunks, Goten and Marron fought to keep up with her.
'Good one Trunks' said Marron under her breath, the moment she set eyes on 'Bree' she felt like this woman was here to prove herself to them.
'She looks familiar doesn't she...Trunks' said Goten.
'Forget it Goten, you're just dreaming' snapped Trunks, he didn't see why they couldn't fly there. It just isn't possible, thought Trunks. Pan and Bra disappeared without a trace, this isn't Pan. First of all Pan never had any fashion sense, and she's just a little girl playing in the big kids world.
Stopping in front of the limo, talking quickly in Russian Cornelius nodded, taking their bags. Pan took a deep breath were was Micheal when you needed him, when she first arrived in London she never ever thought she'd fall for the biggest crime Lord in the East End known as Micheal Ryan with the title King of the Underworld (I got that from a book, 'Maura's Game'). Now she had been dating him for the past year and a bit, they were going through an extremely rocky section of their relationship. Signalling for them to hop in Pan slide across the leather seat watching as Trunks and Marron sat opposite her and Goten next to her.
'I want to know why you've suddenly felt like adding us to your Empire' stated Pan sourly, she could only just hold down the feeling to leap across to the seat opposite her and pound Trunks's head in, and nothing would have stopped her.
'You've been giving us trouble for the past 2 years' said Trunks, smiling strangely Pan nodded her head in a kind of thank you.
'Is that you're reason?' she asked, she really didn't believe that Trunks would come all the way just for that.
'We want to offer you a position in Capsule Corp.' interrupted Marron, raising her eyebrow at the blonde, 'Bree' looked like she wanted to crack up laughing.
Sniggering behind up hand Pan tried to calm herself down to reply. 'You.....god.....want.....me to.....work for......you' gasped Pan in between her laughter as she couldn't stop herself, looking a cross at Trunks who didn't seem to impressed by her reaction. 'God, could you be any more stupid, haven't gotten any of my messages' said Pan in a patronising voice.
'Yes I have, but I thought you would like to reconsider' said Trunks calmly, acting like the rection he had gotten from 'Bree' was driving him insane, every other girl he talked to would do anything he wanted.
'Miss' called Cornelius through the intercom.
'Yes' replied Pan, pressing the intercom button.
'I thought you would like to know that we're pulling up in a moment' said Cornelius, taking her finger off the button Pan could see through the tinted windows Bra and Sarah standing on the steps waiting patiently for them.
'God I hope she didn't do anything to them' complained Bra for the fifth time, Sarah was itching to punch Bra but she knew then they would be in a full blown fight in moments that's what happened when you lived with three stron willed young women. Watching as the limo pulled up in front of them and Pan hurried yet elegantly got out and rushed towards them.
'Can I please hurt them?' asked Pan under her breath as she watched warrily Trunks, Marron and Goten stand in front of them, sniggering behind her hand Sarah was happy Pan hadn't changed, shaking her head she watched as Pan's face fell. 'Lake, Sarah this is Marron Ikari, Trunks Briefs and Goten Son. Marron Ikari, Trunks Briefs and Goten Son this is Sarah Crofts and Lake Kaji' watching as the five shook hands Pan lead the way into the manor.
Previous on Whispers of the past
'Yes, I'll have the prawn noodles, and the chicken and honey, thank you' said Pan, placing the menu elegantly down on the table.
'I'll have the vegetables and sweet and sour pork, and Lex will have the pecking duck and the soup. Thank you' as the waiter wrote down the order, the girls shared a look, Trunks was going to pay that they could promise.
--------------------------------------Now------------------------------------------
'Could this be any more boring?' asked Bra, her feet up on Sarah's desk tossing the tennis ball up in the air and catching it.
'It might be slightly easier if you actually helped' snapped Chase, Bra just turned her nose up at that thought.
'But then that would require moving' she replied in a fake ditzy voice, making Chase smile, dropping the spanner on the stone floor he whipped his head with the sleeve of his shirt, Bra wrinkled her nose at his actions.
'That should be it, that is unless you destroy it any time soon' said Chase, stepping into the room Pan was dressed in training clothes.
'Really' she said in a child like voice, giving Chase a smile. 'Ready?' she asked, quickly getting out of the chair she (Bra) had occupided most of the afternoon both girls turned and smilling sweetly at him as they disappeared into the training room.
The girls were hanging upside down, feeling their pulses slowly down, they let go of the vine, and back flipped to the ground, landing in a crouch, comunicating with their body lanugage, the best friends ran up to their goal while they watched each others backs. Suddenly Chase's latest creation came crashing through a pillar, sighing they both knew Chase would be pretty much dead after their training if Sarah caught wind of what it did.
Behind the glass two way mirror Chase began to sweat as Sarah glared at him, while he kept on checking his robot's output, if she caught him not being careful, she'd kill him. They'd better survive, with what setting Chase just put it on, thought Sarah, she couldn't help admire girl's partnership and choregraph.
Pulling out their guns they cocked their heads to the side giving the robot a Vegeta smirk they pulled the trigger, crouching down low using the muscles in her legs Bra flipped over the robot almost, well landing on a moving object kind of makes a rocky landing surface.
Crap, through Bra, holding on tight as the robot tried to buck her off, blood ran down the outer shell ignoring the feeling of blood Bra tried to concentrate on her mission disabling the robot.
'Watch out BRA!' screamed Pan, pointing to something behind her, turning her head quickly Bra hit her head on a hindu god made of stone in had to be at least 9 foot thick (it hurts even for a Sayain), watching as her best friend's unconcious body rolled off the robot and hit the stone floor with more than a thump and dusting flying every where. Watching as the robot bent down, pulling out her kanta from out of its sheath, raising it over her left shoulder running quickly at the robot, just as she was about to hit it with full force Pan fell to the ground, slidding her kanta out she cut its legs off with a clean swipe.
The girls are defiantly getting better, thought Chase, he might not be a Tomb Raider but watching Sarah enough and the girls he could tell when they were tired, drained or almost dead, which was a prefferable between Pan and Bra, both girls seemed to have an endless supply of energy.
*****
Standing next to Goten and Marron, Trunks gave all the passing girls his devilish smile, which he knew made them weak in the knees. They had been waiting in the middle of the airport the last hour, and he was sick of it, watching as a girl dressed in a purple boob tube dress, with white boots and her black hair up in a messy bun (purposly) headed towards them.
'Hello I'm Bree Katsuragi' introducing herself Pan, straightened her dress, when she caught Trunks looking at her breast. I see he hasn't changed, she thought darkly.
'I'm Trunks Briefs, this is Goten Son and this lovely lady is Marron Ikari' (I don't know Krillen's last name so I made one up) said Trunks, giving Pan a smile that usually made girls swoan, he was taken back when 'Bree's' looks darkened considerably.
'Follow me' she said sharply, turning on her heel Pan strode towards the exit, listening as Trunks, Goten and Marron fought to keep up with her.
'Good one Trunks' said Marron under her breath, the moment she set eyes on 'Bree' she felt like this woman was here to prove herself to them.
'She looks familiar doesn't she...Trunks' said Goten.
'Forget it Goten, you're just dreaming' snapped Trunks, he didn't see why they couldn't fly there. It just isn't possible, thought Trunks. Pan and Bra disappeared without a trace, this isn't Pan. First of all Pan never had any fashion sense, and she's just a little girl playing in the big kids world.
Stopping in front of the limo, talking quickly in Russian Cornelius nodded, taking their bags. Pan took a deep breath were was Micheal when you needed him, when she first arrived in London she never ever thought she'd fall for the biggest crime Lord in the East End known as Micheal Ryan with the title King of the Underworld (I got that from a book, 'Maura's Game'). Now she had been dating him for the past year and a bit, they were going through an extremely rocky section of their relationship. Signalling for them to hop in Pan slide across the leather seat watching as Trunks and Marron sat opposite her and Goten next to her.
'I want to know why you've suddenly felt like adding us to your Empire' stated Pan sourly, she could only just hold down the feeling to leap across to the seat opposite her and pound Trunks's head in, and nothing would have stopped her.
'You've been giving us trouble for the past 2 years' said Trunks, smiling strangely Pan nodded her head in a kind of thank you.
'Is that you're reason?' she asked, she really didn't believe that Trunks would come all the way just for that.
'We want to offer you a position in Capsule Corp.' interrupted Marron, raising her eyebrow at the blonde, 'Bree' looked like she wanted to crack up laughing.
Sniggering behind up hand Pan tried to calm herself down to reply. 'You.....god.....want.....me to.....work for......you' gasped Pan in between her laughter as she couldn't stop herself, looking a cross at Trunks who didn't seem to impressed by her reaction. 'God, could you be any more stupid, haven't gotten any of my messages' said Pan in a patronising voice.
'Yes I have, but I thought you would like to reconsider' said Trunks calmly, acting like the rection he had gotten from 'Bree' was driving him insane, every other girl he talked to would do anything he wanted.
'Miss' called Cornelius through the intercom.
'Yes' replied Pan, pressing the intercom button.
'I thought you would like to know that we're pulling up in a moment' said Cornelius, taking her finger off the button Pan could see through the tinted windows Bra and Sarah standing on the steps waiting patiently for them.
'God I hope she didn't do anything to them' complained Bra for the fifth time, Sarah was itching to punch Bra but she knew then they would be in a full blown fight in moments that's what happened when you lived with three stron willed young women. Watching as the limo pulled up in front of them and Pan hurried yet elegantly got out and rushed towards them.
'Can I please hurt them?' asked Pan under her breath as she watched warrily Trunks, Marron and Goten stand in front of them, sniggering behind her hand Sarah was happy Pan hadn't changed, shaking her head she watched as Pan's face fell. 'Lake, Sarah this is Marron Ikari, Trunks Briefs and Goten Son. Marron Ikari, Trunks Briefs and Goten Son this is Sarah Crofts and Lake Kaji' watching as the five shook hands Pan lead the way into the manor.