EHEG (IC/Open/Anime/Slice-of-life)

[Land of the Risen]

Maria's eyes went dizzy, and she slumped onto the floor on her knees. She then laid down on her side shivering and gripping her crotch as if she were in pain. "I-I need to get home... This detention... Is different from normal..." She very badly needed to release the tension being built up inside of her, and the boy now denying her to do it after the teasing was very unappreciated.

"Heeeeeeelp..."

Lazarus placed the spider down on the table and picked Maria up, princess style. He threw his bag over his shoulder and put his skateboard in it. "Is it cool if I just take you to my place? I've always enjoyed playing hookie, and my place is only a block or two away." He waved goodbye to the others as he carried the sexually-frustrated girl out of the library door and out of the main building. "You ready?" He whispers into her ear as he starts off for a small apartment building visible from the front doors of the school.

[Sonitusia]

The marines, who were still watching, were flabbergasted when the boy just carried off Le-Vif from the library, and they chased him down to the front of the school. "Oy lad, I wheredya think you're going, ay?" Maria herself was still sputtering nonsense, but when she noticed they were outside, she mumbled, "we're going to get in trouble... Laz..." She was still gripping herself down under, and her mind was floating elsewhere.

[Land of the Risen]

The marines, who were still watching, were flabbergasted when the boy just carried off Le-Vif from the library, and they chased him down to the front of the school. "Oy lad, I wheredya think you're going, ay?" Maria herself was still sputtering nonsense, but when she noticed they were outside, she mumbled, "we're going to get in trouble... Laz..." She was still gripping herself down under, and her mind was floating elsewhere.

Lazarus turned to the marines. "I was going to take her to my house to try to help her... Recover... From her current state." Lazarus hoped that this would convince them enough, but he had no idea. "A little trouble never hurt anyone." He snickered to Maria. He was getting out of hand for sure now. His devious side was bound to come out sooner or later with a girl like this.

[Sonitusia]

The marines, who were still watching, were flabbergasted when the boy just carried off Le-Vif from the library, and they chased him down to the front of the school. "Oy lad, I wheredya think you're going, ay?" Maria herself was still sputtering nonsense, but when she noticed they were outside, she mumbled, "we're going to get in trouble... Laz..." She was still gripping herself down under, and her mind was floating elsewhere.

Lazarus turned to the marines. "I was going to take her to my house to try to help her... Recover... From her current state." Lazarus hoped that this would convince them enough, but he had no idea. "A little trouble never hurt anyone." He snickered to Maria. He was getting out of hand for sure now. His devious side was bound to come out sooner or later with a girl like this.

"A'ight, you're gonna have to take your hands of 'er!" The four quickly converged on Lazarus and grappled him from multiple directions, one of them carrying Maria back inside while the others restrained the boy. "Waaaait... I wanted to do something..." Maria muttered. The marine shook his head, and replied, "we've finished our mission and we're free girl, so we don't have to listen to ya no more."

[Lancearc]

The marines stayed silent, watching as more students came in. They had only just recently noticed the giant praying mantis, but had generally just disregarded it as everything about this place seemed rather off. One of the students had a rather late reaction towards the mantis, but if they didn't notice, then they really had nothing to laugh at her about. "This giant bug is rather peculiar," the mustached marine said, trying to give a handshake to the green beast. "How could we not have noticed it earlier?"

Harriet on the other hand had calmed down slightly, but seeing the oddball kinds of people coming in didn't help her psyche. Especially when one of the marines said something about girls on girls, and she still stammered greatly.

"It uhm..." Morman started as one of the marines attempted to give the mantis a hardy handshake. The massive insect only stepped back slightly, raising its free hand in preparation for a strike. He decided to relate with these...odd individuals, at least to lighten the mood a bit from his near death experience and the presence of the split personality psychotic woman.

"It was a Tojo experiment gone wrong. When we got our hands on it back on Wake, it had only just been created. I decided to take it with me from their to Iwo Jima, and we got sent home just before the war ended. Most of it the fire was in Guadalcanal." Morman offered to the men as a kind of long, complicated joke, though just as he'd acted so well earlier he'd more or less become enveloped in this character he created on the fly. "This was all after your time though, fellas. The gas attacks were nothing compared to a kamikaze pilot streaking into your vessel, that's for sure."

[Land of the Risen]

Lazarus turned to the marines. "I was going to take her to my house to try to help her... Recover... From her current state." Lazarus hoped that this would convince them enough, but he had no idea. "A little trouble never hurt anyone." He snickered to Maria. He was getting out of hand for sure now. His devious side was bound to come out sooner or later with a girl like this.

"A'ight, you're gonna have to take your hands of 'er!" The four quickly converged on Lazarus and grappled him from multiple directions, one of them carrying Maria back inside while the others restrained the boy. "Waaaait... I wanted to do something..." Maria muttered. The marine shook his head, and replied, "we've finished our mission and we're free girl, so we don't have to listen to ya no more."

"What the hell!" Lazarus tried to rip his hands and arms away from the marines, but they were marines for a reason. "For the fifth fucking time today... Why me?" He noticed that they carried Maria away. "What the hell do you guys want?" Lazarus stopped thrashing, knowing it would only make things worse for him. "My luck." He sighed.

[Empire of Donner land]

Faron closed his eyes and opened them with his head on the desk. He was recovering from the shock of what he said. 'I need to get alot of rest tonight, alot.' when he was about to open his eyes he felt like someone pulled him out of the chair and he felt the floor of the library. His eyes fully opened and Willow was directly on top of him right in front of his face. He had a delayed blush due to the quickness of what happened and he was still trying to figure out what happened. When he was no longer confused he could feel the heat off her face. He looked in her eyes and read her mind, it was an accident thankfully. 'Heh, well. That was unexpected.' he couldn't move, mostly because Willow was on top of him but he was still under shock. She was just as embarrassed as him but Faron felt happy this sort of thing happened. It didn't happen often if at all to him. He looked down, she was completely on top of him. He felt the pressure of her on every bit of his torso including his hips and a a certain something in his groin. "Enjoying the bed?" He asked trying to break the tension. It was the only way he knew how even if he wasn't that funny.

[Sonitusia]

The marines stayed silent, watching as more students came in. They had only just recently noticed the giant praying mantis, but had generally just disregarded it as everything about this place seemed rather off. One of the students had a rather late reaction towards the mantis, but if they didn't notice, then they really had nothing to laugh at her about. "This giant bug is rather peculiar," the mustached marine said, trying to give a handshake to the green beast. "How could we not have noticed it earlier?"

Harriet on the other hand had calmed down slightly, but seeing the oddball kinds of people coming in didn't help her psyche. Especially when one of the marines said something about girls on girls, and she still stammered greatly.

"It uhm..." Morman started as one of the marines attempted to give the mantis a hardy handshake. The massive insect only stepped back slightly, raising its free hand in preparation for a strike. He decided to relate with these...odd individuals, at least to lighten the mood a bit from his near death experience and the presence of the split personality psychotic woman.

"It was a Tojo experiment gone wrong. When we got our hands on it back on Wake, it had only just been created. I decided to take it with me from their to Iwo Jima, and we got sent home just before the war ended. Most of it the fire was in Guadalcanal." Morman offered to the men as a kind of long, complicated joke, though just as he'd acted so well earlier he'd more or less become enveloped in this character he created on the fly. "This was all after your time though, fellas. The gas attacks were nothing compared to a kamikaze pilot streaking into your vessel, that's for sure."

"Is that so?" the mustached one muttered, still marveling at the beast. "These kamikaze... Sounds something Nipponese. Curse those traitorous samurai." The other two rolled their eyes, still holding Beth down. "Apparently Le-Vif didn't educate him on history after the Great War," one of them grumbled."

"A'ight, you're gonna have to take your hands of 'er!" The four quickly converged on Lazarus and grappled him from multiple directions, one of them carrying Maria back inside while the others restrained the boy. "Waaaait... I wanted to do something..." Maria muttered. The marine shook his head, and replied, "we've finished our mission and we're free girl, so we don't have to listen to ya no more."

"What the hell!" Lazarus tried to rip his hands and arms away from the marines, but they were marines for a reason. "For the fifth fucking time today... Why me?" He noticed that they carried Maria away. "What the hell do you guys want?" Lazarus stopped thrashing, knowing it would only make things worse for him. "My luck." He sighed.

"Jus' keeping our lady from doin' something stupid, ay," they replied in unison, to which all three laughed. Meanwhile the other had finally come back to the library, and put Maria onto a chair, where she had calmed down slightly, but was still shivering. "I feel so wiiieeeerd..."

[Lancearc]

"It uhm..." Morman started as one of the marines attempted to give the mantis a hardy handshake. The massive insect only stepped back slightly, raising its free hand in preparation for a strike. He decided to relate with these...odd individuals, at least to lighten the mood a bit from his near death experience and the presence of the split personality psychotic woman.

"It was a Tojo experiment gone wrong. When we got our hands on it back on Wake, it had only just been created. I decided to take it with me from their to Iwo Jima, and we got sent home just before the war ended. Most of it the fire was in Guadalcanal." Morman offered to the men as a kind of long, complicated joke, though just as he'd acted so well earlier he'd more or less become enveloped in this character he created on the fly. "This was all after your time though, fellas. The gas attacks were nothing compared to a kamikaze pilot streaking into your vessel, that's for sure."

"Is that so?" the mustached one muttered, still marveling at the beast. "These kamikaze... Sounds something Nipponese. Curse those traitorous samurai." The other two rolled their eyes, still holding Beth down. "Apparently Le-Vif didn't educate him on history after the Great War," one of them grumbled."

"That's correct." Morman offered in response, even the beast that held him looking at him with a bit of confusion. "Often when they knew we would take them prisoner, they chose to die rather than accept that. They would slaughter themselves, or charge into certain death with katanas drawn and bayonets fixed, willing to sacrifice themselves all in the name of their god emperor!" he exclaimed as if he were recalling these things first hand, even a look of mock remembrance of the horror following. "We only finished them in such a timely fashion because of...well, you've surely heard the tales about how we ended the war. Man nor god could have imagined such power able to be wielded by one nation."

[Land of the Risen]

"It uhm..." Morman started as one of the marines attempted to give the mantis a hardy handshake. The massive insect only stepped back slightly, raising its free hand in preparation for a strike. He decided to relate with these...odd individuals, at least to lighten the mood a bit from his near death experience and the presence of the split personality psychotic woman.

"It was a Tojo experiment gone wrong. When we got our hands on it back on Wake, it had only just been created. I decided to take it with me from their to Iwo Jima, and we got sent home just before the war ended. Most of it the fire was in Guadalcanal." Morman offered to the men as a kind of long, complicated joke, though just as he'd acted so well earlier he'd more or less become enveloped in this character he created on the fly. "This was all after your time though, fellas. The gas attacks were nothing compared to a kamikaze pilot streaking into your vessel, that's for sure."

"Is that so?" the mustached one muttered, still marveling at the beast. "These kamikaze... Sounds something Nipponese. Curse those traitorous samurai." The other two rolled their eyes, still holding Beth down. "Apparently Le-Vif didn't educate him on history after the Great War," one of them grumbled."

"What the hell!" Lazarus tried to rip his hands and arms away from the marines, but they were marines for a reason. "For the fifth fucking time today... Why me?" He noticed that they carried Maria away. "What the hell do you guys want?" Lazarus stopped thrashing, knowing it would only make things worse for him. "My luck." He sighed.

"Jus' keeping our lady from doin' something stupid, ay," they replied in unison, to which all three laughed. Meanwhile the other had finally come back to the library, and put Maria onto a chair, where she had calmed down slightly, but was still shivering. "I feel so wiiieeeerd..."

"Oooooffff ccoouurrsseee you are..." He sighed and tried lightly to free himself. "So why can't I go now? And why are you talking in unison? Kinda weird." He looked up at the school building. Damn. Lazarus thought. She seemed like such fun too... He yawned as he waited to be released by the marines. He would get back to her, if not now, then later.

[Sonitusia]

"Is that so?" the mustached one muttered, still marveling at the beast. "These kamikaze... Sounds something Nipponese. Curse those traitorous samurai." The other two rolled their eyes, still holding Beth down. "Apparently Le-Vif didn't educate him on history after the Great War," one of them grumbled."

"That's correct." Morman offered in response, even the beast that held him looking at him with a bit of confusion. "Often when they knew we would take them prisoner, they chose to die rather than accept that. They would slaughter themselves, or charge into certain death with katanas drawn and bayonets fixed, willing to sacrifice themselves all in the name of their god emperor!" he exclaimed as if he were recalling these things first hand, even a look of mock remembrance of the horror following. "We only finished them in such a timely fashion because of...well, you've surely heard the tales about how we ended the war. Man nor god could have imagined such power able to be wielded by one nation."

"Mate, we know this," the man holding Beth from behind called out, "America used an atomic bomb on the Japs, forced them to surrender, et cetera. George there simply wasn't taught any of this." The mustached man glared back, puffing his chest before returning to the young boy. "It sounds like they fought a glorious battle until the end! I wouldn't mind tussling with one of those warriors, show 'em a thing or two about boxing! See how long they last out."

---

The marines let go of the boy, patting his back and pushing him back towards the entrance. "Don't go teasing our girl now, ay?" one of them said. The others nodded, and they pulled out a pack of cigarettes to smoke. "Ahhh, it's great to be alive..."

[Lancearc]

"That's correct." Morman offered in response, even the beast that held him looking at him with a bit of confusion. "Often when they knew we would take them prisoner, they chose to die rather than accept that. They would slaughter themselves, or charge into certain death with katanas drawn and bayonets fixed, willing to sacrifice themselves all in the name of their god emperor!" he exclaimed as if he were recalling these things first hand, even a look of mock remembrance of the horror following. "We only finished them in such a timely fashion because of...well, you've surely heard the tales about how we ended the war. Man nor god could have imagined such power able to be wielded by one nation."

"Mate, we know this," the man holding Beth from behind called out, "America used an atomic bomb on the Japs, forced them to surrender, et cetera. George there simply wasn't taught any of this." The mustached man glared back, puffing his chest before returning to the young boy. "It sounds like they fought a glorious battle until the end! I wouldn't mind tussling with one of those warriors, show 'em a thing or two about boxing! See how long they last out."

Morman rolled his eyes a bit at the group of marines. "Well, I wouldn't be quite so eager. It may not be my place to say, though, some of my comrades seem to be of the opinion that island hopping is so much more stressful and...glorious than camping out in a trench for a few months." Morman pointed out with a sigh. "I don't hold an opinion on the matter, I was never in your shoes, of course."

[Land of the Risen]

"Great. Yea. Thanks." Lazarus shook himself off and walked into the school. He didn't really know whether to risk going up to the library again, or to just chill out around here and wait for her. Either way, it seemed that these marines were no joke when it came to protecting this girl. He pulled out a cigarette of his own and walked the halls, getting ever so closer to the library, yet not entering it just yet. With each puff, he thought about how worked up the girl got and how maybe it was best just to let her recover for a few minutes anyway. He got closer and closer to the library, until finally he was right at the entrance. He peeked inside to see if the marines were still on the prowl.

[Sonitusia]

"Mate, we know this," the man holding Beth from behind called out, "America used an atomic bomb on the Japs, forced them to surrender, et cetera. George there simply wasn't taught any of this." The mustached man glared back, puffing his chest before returning to the young boy. "It sounds like they fought a glorious battle until the end! I wouldn't mind tussling with one of those warriors, show 'em a thing or two about boxing! See how long they last out."

Morman rolled his eyes a bit at the group of marines. "Well, I wouldn't be quite so eager. It may not be my place to say, though, some of my comrades seem to be of the opinion that island hopping is so much more stressful and...glorious than camping out in a trench for a few months." Morman pointed out with a sigh. "I don't hold an opinion on the matter, I was never in your shoes, of course."

"Doing constant charges was never great," George replied, agreeing dreadfully, "those trenches weren't the finest places to conduct warfare from at all." He then gestured to his pals. "I lead them and their sorry troop to the front! Almost ended in disaster but we made it through!" He then looked at the mantis once more, eyeing it curiously. "If what happened after our time created this, I can't imagine what other horrors the Nipponese have created."

---

The marine that had set Maria down was busy reading a book, a graphic novel to be exact. "Wow, books these days come with such great pictures!..."

[Land of the Risen]

Morman rolled his eyes a bit at the group of marines. "Well, I wouldn't be quite so eager. It may not be my place to say, though, some of my comrades seem to be of the opinion that island hopping is so much more stressful and...glorious than camping out in a trench for a few months." Morman pointed out with a sigh. "I don't hold an opinion on the matter, I was never in your shoes, of course."

"Doing constant charges was never great," George replied, agreeing dreadfully, "those trenches weren't the finest places to conduct warfare from at all." He then gestured to his pals. "I lead them and their sorry troop to the front! Almost ended in disaster but we made it through!" He then looked at the mantis once more, eyeing it curiously. "If what happened after our time created this, I can't imagine what other horrors the Nipponese have created."

---

The marine that had set Maria down was busy reading a book, a graphic novel to be exact. "Wow, books these days come with such great pictures!..."

"Ah fuck." Huffing to himself, Lazarus leaned against the wall. He had to get to her somehow... His attention automatically turned to the lights. But no, even if he managed to cut the lights out, the windows allowed for quite a good amount of sunlight to pour in. He would be caught in mere seconds. He could lure the marine out, since there was only one of them, but how was he going to do that? Yell that the German's had sent U-Boats in the local river? So what better to do then go balls deep? "Maria!" Lazarus yelled out, still hiding behind the wall. Either she would notice, or the marine would head this way... Or, knowing his luck, neither.

[Lancearc]

Morman rolled his eyes a bit at the group of marines. "Well, I wouldn't be quite so eager. It may not be my place to say, though, some of my comrades seem to be of the opinion that island hopping is so much more stressful and...glorious than camping out in a trench for a few months." Morman pointed out with a sigh. "I don't hold an opinion on the matter, I was never in your shoes, of course."

"Doing constant charges was never great," George replied, agreeing dreadfully, "those trenches weren't the finest places to conduct warfare from at all." He then gestured to his pals. "I lead them and their sorry troop to the front! Almost ended in disaster but we made it through!" He then looked at the mantis once more, eyeing it curiously. "If what happened after our time created this, I can't imagine what other horrors the Nipponese have created."

"There are some things too surreal and horrible to understand why they were created. Massive lizards that dwarf the tallest skyscrapers in New York City. Monsters that are nothing but masses of tentacles. Anime." Morman continued, and as much as he wished to burst out laughing, he was able to restrain himself for the sake of the act.

[Sonitusia]

Maria was back to reading her book, but she was weary and slightly depressed. Meanwhile the marine had been so intrigued with the colorful pages of the comic book that he paid no attention to the noise, and just thought that it was someone trying to annoy the other occupants of the library. "Person needs to learn some respect for people. Like Superman here, good chap he is."

[Land of the Risen]

Maria was back to reading her book, but she was weary and slightly depressed. Meanwhile the marine had been so intrigued with the colorful pages of the comic book that he paid no attention to the noise, and just thought that it was someone trying to annoy the other occupants of the library. "Person needs to learn some respect for people. Like Superman here, good chap he is."

"Grreeeaattt..." He banged his head on the wall repeatedly. What if he...?
Using his powers, Lazarus flickered the lights above Maria on and off as he had done earlier, hoping this would trigger her attention. The marine seemed way to into his book to notice. Maybe this was a good idea?... Maybe?

[Lycanth]

Faron closed his eyes and opened them with his head on the desk. He was recovering from the shock of what he said. 'I need to get alot of rest tonight, alot.' when he was about to open his eyes he felt like someone pulled him out of the chair and he felt the floor of the library. His eyes fully opened and Willow was directly on top of him right in front of his face. He had a delayed blush due to the quickness of what happened and he was still trying to figure out what happened. When he was no longer confused he could feel the heat off her face. He looked in her eyes and read her mind, it was an accident thankfully. 'Heh, well. That was unexpected.' he couldn't move, mostly because Willow was on top of him but he was still under shock. She was just as embarrassed as him but Faron felt happy this sort of thing happened. It didn't happen often if at all to him. He looked down, she was completely on top of him. He felt the pressure of her on every bit of his torso including his hips and a a certain something in his groin. "Enjoying the bed?" He asked trying to break the tension. It was the only way he knew how even if he wasn't that funny.

Willow's blush couldn't get any redder. Completely oblivious to the marines, Andrea's reaction, this Jenn girl, or Maria and Lazarus leaving and coming back, all Willow could think about was Faron and his eyes. She felt his body under hers, her hips were completely in line with his, her arms rested under his shoulders, and her legs were on either side of his. Oh my fuck of any way I could have fallen, even fallin on him, the statistics of this happening is fucking 1/100,000!!! Fuck!!! Her heart pounded hard in her chest, she was sure she could feel it. "B-b-b-bed?" Suddenly a thought hit her. Kiss him. Her eyes widened and flicked down to his lips. You've never kissed anyone before, never been this close to anyone before. Take this chance! Willow started breathing harder. Her lips got just a smidge closer to his, a barely noticeable amount. She could feel his breath against her face, it was also a little ragged. He was nervous too. "Y-you do smell good th-though." She smiled shyly. "N-n-not like cologne. J-just good."

[Sonitusia]

Maria was back to reading her book, but she was weary and slightly depressed. Meanwhile the marine had been so intrigued with the colorful pages of the comic book that he paid no attention to the noise, and just thought that it was someone trying to annoy the other occupants of the library. "Person needs to learn some respect for people. Like Superman here, good chap he is."

"Grreeeaattt..." He banged his head on the wall repeatedly. What if he...?
Using his powers, Lazarus flickered the lights above Maria on and off as he had done earlier, hoping this would trigger her attention. The marine seemed way to into his book to notice. Maybe this was a good idea?... Maybe?

Maria looked up, noticing the lights. La... Lazarus?... She looked behind her, trying to look for the boy who was messing with the lights. The marine was laughing at a joke in the comic book, and rested his legs on the table without any second thoughts.

"There are some things too surreal and horrible to understand why they were created. Massive lizards that dwarf the tallest skyscrapers in New York City. Monsters that are nothing but masses of tentacles. Anime." Morman continued, and as much as he wished to burst out laughing, he was able to restrain himself for the sake of the act.

"By god, that all sounds horrifying." He then shivered at the last word. "Anime. What kind of atrocious abomination is that, my young friend? I fear for my life should I ever encounter it, but I must know what it is since you have intrigued me so." He then rubbed his stache, looking the boy over. "Say, you're young. Didn't know they let children into the marines. Name's Captain George W. Hamilton, and yours?"

[Saleon]

The marine, who was wide eyed at the girl now threatening him with a futuristic pistol, took the stance very aggressively. He may only be an animation, but he had the training of a true US Marine. He stepped forward, smacking the pistol upwards, and holding the girl in a grip to keep her from pointing the gun any further. "God damn, Joey, good show," the mustached marine clapped, having just shook the praying mantis' hand. The other marine helped Joey, getting behind the girl and holding her down from behind. "Ain't no one going to take away our freedom now."

Harriet was now in shock, and didn't know what to do when the two men began holding Beth after she had threatened to kill them. She did notice that they had an odd color, being only white and grey, but she didn't want to kill anything that looked human. "U-Uhm Beth, can't you just say sorry to them?"

"ah, freedom. Good to see you idiots still look at that word. Where's our freedom, ****heads?" She protested, "after seeing the things your freedom has meant, and for who it is meant..." She stared directly at the two men in front and one in the back. She liked the odds. For a woman who under extreme stress did not know fear, her ability to scare a mafioso, while acting like one was unprecedented. She made a slight giggle before pressing down the heel of her shoes deep into the mustached man's foot, before kicking Joey in the 'man.' True most marines might want to be prepared to feel pain in the 'man,' but preparations never seem to match the real thing. She then wrestled her hands free and jumped around the man in back, possibly using a 'man' as a springboard.

She materialized two brand new desert eagles made of pure energy. "Your freedom... ain't mean **** when you make us go through hell," She uttered while placating them with a poisonous grin, and pure terror in expression.

"And Harriet, if things go bad... don't overdue yourself. I'd rather finish them off in three shots before security gets here," she cocked her head forward, "I take every threat personally." She lastly loaded her guns, cocked, loaded, and ready to show them fear.

[Sonitusia]

"ah, freedom. Good to see you idiots still look at that word. Where's our freedom, ****heads?" She protested, "after seeing the things your freedom has meant, and for who it is meant..." She stared directly at the two men in front and one in the back. She liked the odds. For a woman who under extreme stress did not know fear, her ability to scare a mafioso, while acting like one was unprecedented. She made a slight giggle before pressing down the heel of her shoes deep into the mustached man's foot, before kicking Joey in the 'man.' True most marines might want to be prepared to feel pain in the 'man,' but preparations never seem to match the real thing. She then wrestled her hands free and jumped around the man in back, possibly using a 'man' as a springboard.

She materialized two brand new desert eagles made of pure energy. "Your freedom... ain't mean **** when you make us go through hell," She uttered while placating them with a poisonous grin, and pure horror.

"And Harriet, if things go bad... don't overdue yourself. I'd rather finish them off in three shots before security gets here," she cocked her head forward, "I take every threat personally." She lastly loaded her guns, cocked, loaded, and ready to show them fear.

"Oof," the marine puffed out, startled to have his manhood hurt severely. The mustached man named George, still talking to the boy, was also not pleased by having his foot stepped on. "Gah, that was not necessary, girl. And who said we're making you go through hell? We just came in and then you threatened to shoot at us!" Joey, who was directly in front of the scary young lady raised his arms in surrender, not really ready to get his head blown off.

Harriet was now furious with the way Beth was treating the innocent men, and so she once more plunged some of her hand into the ground. The tiles shook suddenly and sprang up to separate Beth from the classic marines. They then flattened and hardened to create what appeared to be an extremely solid wall. "Beth, calm down, they didn't do anything wrong," Harriet said, standing up and wiping the dust off her clothes. She also pulled her hand out of the tiles, which of course now had bits of flooring attached to it, slowly crumbling away into the ground.

[Saleon]

"ah, freedom. Good to see you idiots still look at that word. Where's our freedom, ****heads?" She protested, "after seeing the things your freedom has meant, and for who it is meant..." She stared directly at the two men in front and one in the back. She liked the odds. For a woman who under extreme stress did not know fear, her ability to scare a mafioso, while acting like one was unprecedented. She made a slight giggle before pressing down the heel of her shoes deep into the mustached man's foot, before kicking Joey in the 'man.' True most marines might want to be prepared to feel pain in the 'man,' but preparations never seem to match the real thing. She then wrestled her hands free and jumped around the man in back, possibly using a 'man' as a springboard.

She materialized two brand new desert eagles made of pure energy. "Your freedom... ain't mean **** when you make us go through hell," She uttered while placating them with a poisonous grin, and pure horror.

"And Harriet, if things go bad... don't overdue yourself. I'd rather finish them off in three shots before security gets here," she cocked her head forward, "I take every threat personally." She lastly loaded her guns, cocked, loaded, and ready to show them fear.

"Oof," the marine puffed out, startled to have his manhood hurt severely. The mustached man named George, still talking to the boy, was also not pleased by having his foot stepped on. "Gah, that was not necessary, girl. And who said we're making you go through hell? We just came in and then you threatened to shoot at us!" Joey, who was directly in front of the scary young lady raised his arms in surrender, not really ready to get his head blown off.

Harriet was now furious with the way Beth was treating the innocent men, and so she once more plunged some of her hand into the ground. The tiles shook suddenly and sprang up to separate Beth from the classic marines. They then flattened and hardened to create what appeared to be an extremely solid wall. "Beth, calm down, they didn't do anything wrong," Harriet said, standing up and wiping the dust off her clothes. She also pulled her hand out of the tiles, which of course now had bits of flooring attached to it, slowly crumbling away into the ground.

Beth looked at the militiamen for a second, but a longer look at Harriet. She seemed to be steaming. She made a slight sigh before looking like a lost puppy. "B-Bu-," she stuttered while pointing her hand, and by that pointing her gun, at the wall, before dematerializing her pistols. She knew to an extent what the federals do when they come in this school, and she could guess it wasn't ever gonna change, but Harriet...looked cute... angry. In a way that defused her angry and predispositions, well some of them...

She made a red face that was both embarrassed, and angry; Embarrassed that Harriet had that... effect, and angry to have seen the marines in here. She would at least question them, before the torture. "So..." She resigned, "why are you buffoons here? and what makes you think you can walk in here without being..." Her line of thought ended there. She didn't know how to word it to appease Harriet. She just left the connotation to be in the air like that, fluid in a way. Of course what she meant, became obvious already.

[Empire of Donner land]

Willow's blush couldn't get any redder. Completely oblivious to the marines, Andrea's reaction, this Jenn girl, or Maria and Lazarus leaving and coming back, all Willow could think about was Faron and his eyes. She felt his body under hers, her hips were completely in line with his, her arms rested under his shoulders, and her legs were on either side of his. Oh my fuck of any way I could have fallen, even fallin on him, the statistics of this happening is fucking 1/100,000!!! Fuck!!! Her heart pounded hard in her chest, she was sure she could feel it. "B-b-b-bed?" Suddenly a thought hit her. Kiss him. Her eyes widened and flicked down to his lips. You've never kissed anyone before, never been this close to anyone before. Take this chance! Willow started breathing harder. Her lips got just a smidge closer to his, a barely noticeable amount. She could feel his breath against her face, it was also a little ragged. He was nervous too. "Y-you do smell good th-though." She smiled shyly. "N-n-not like cologne. J-just good."

Faron was still reading her mind. She was going to kiss him, Faron had no objections with this. He noticed her move in a little but stop. "Nice to hear that from someone that has two legs." He said in response while smiling and laughed quietly a little. He felt her nose with his. Truth be told it was uncomfortable especially the way she was lying on him. He could breath but it took much more work. He noticed the rather suggestive position they were in and was even more embarrassed that this happened, but he felt it didn't matter right now.

[Sonitusia]

Crossing their arms behind their backs, the marines began introducing themselves. "I'm George," the mustached one said once more, "and these are Joey and Max. We were brought to life by a girl named Maria Le-Vif to help the process of returning several oddly moving tables and chairs to their proper places." Joey raised his finger, and added, "We came here to check on the wounded!" Max nodded, showing that wrapped around his right shoulder was a red medical cross.

"See, they're not bad people," Harriet said, smiling warmly and walking over to Beth, hugging her arm. "Please try to do things calmly next time..."

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While looking behind her to see where Lazarus was, Maria also noticed that Willow and that boy, Faron was it? They were in a position that she would've loved to trade places with the spider girl with. Her energy came back ten fold, and she smiled brightly once more. "You two look perfect together!~"