05-28-2015, 04:03 AM
Samus stared at the mouse. She laughed.
Mickey cocked his head. “Something funny?”
Samus thought for a second, then shook her head, still grinning. I have to be dreaming. The pair were just too weird. Not wanting to kill them? Too funny. This was a murder game. And she was talking to a giant mouse.
Where did reality end and the dream begin? Any moment now she’d wake up on her ship, heading back towards the Federation.
She slipped out of consciousness for a moment, then snapped back awake. Her eyes trained suspiciously on the mouse. He looked worried. Are they tricking me? Harry. She looked over at the wizard, and he was frowning too. He stepped down. Samus clutched his hand, fixed him in the eyes. Her heart beat as she glanced across at the mouse and redhead. They’re going to kill us.
What was that look in Harry’s eyes? Was it fear? Concern? After a moment, he placed his free hand over hers, patting it gently before untangling his other hand. She realised she’d been gripping with all of her strength, and now her shoulder tingled as she released the tension. She hissed through her teeth as the hot burn pounded, as if it had a heartbeat of its own. Losing her left arm hurt more than her other injury. Wielding the sword was almost impossible now.
She looked down at the blade and took a deep breath. Staring back at her from the luminescent metal was herself. Featureless and imposing beneath that cold visor. Gripping the hilt, she looked back to the two newcomers.
The redhead was still playing with Pazo, and although she looked up from time to time, she was clearly far more engaged in petting the monster-caterpillar then she was on watching her surroundings. Meanwhile Mickey had backed away a few feet but still looked concerned. Were these the faces of two killers?
Samus looked back at the sword. Something lifted and she stood up.
“You can’t play with Pazo all day,” she said, crossing over to Erza and holding her hand out to the Caterpie, who promptly hopped onto her arm and up to her shoulder. “If we get jumped, I don’t want him to be in any danger.”
“Aww …” said Erza, looking crestfallen as the caterpillar hopped back into Samus’s bag.
“Hmph.” It was a wonder these two had survived so long. “So. Who’s got first lookout?”
Mickey cocked his head. “Something funny?”
Samus thought for a second, then shook her head, still grinning. I have to be dreaming. The pair were just too weird. Not wanting to kill them? Too funny. This was a murder game. And she was talking to a giant mouse.
Where did reality end and the dream begin? Any moment now she’d wake up on her ship, heading back towards the Federation.
She slipped out of consciousness for a moment, then snapped back awake. Her eyes trained suspiciously on the mouse. He looked worried. Are they tricking me? Harry. She looked over at the wizard, and he was frowning too. He stepped down. Samus clutched his hand, fixed him in the eyes. Her heart beat as she glanced across at the mouse and redhead. They’re going to kill us.
What was that look in Harry’s eyes? Was it fear? Concern? After a moment, he placed his free hand over hers, patting it gently before untangling his other hand. She realised she’d been gripping with all of her strength, and now her shoulder tingled as she released the tension. She hissed through her teeth as the hot burn pounded, as if it had a heartbeat of its own. Losing her left arm hurt more than her other injury. Wielding the sword was almost impossible now.
She looked down at the blade and took a deep breath. Staring back at her from the luminescent metal was herself. Featureless and imposing beneath that cold visor. Gripping the hilt, she looked back to the two newcomers.
The redhead was still playing with Pazo, and although she looked up from time to time, she was clearly far more engaged in petting the monster-caterpillar then she was on watching her surroundings. Meanwhile Mickey had backed away a few feet but still looked concerned. Were these the faces of two killers?
Samus looked back at the sword. Something lifted and she stood up.
“You can’t play with Pazo all day,” she said, crossing over to Erza and holding her hand out to the Caterpie, who promptly hopped onto her arm and up to her shoulder. “If we get jumped, I don’t want him to be in any danger.”
“Aww …” said Erza, looking crestfallen as the caterpillar hopped back into Samus’s bag.
“Hmph.” It was a wonder these two had survived so long. “So. Who’s got first lookout?”
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