Post by Arias on Jun 15, 2016 2:05:25 GMT
(Travel Thread)
Sure, she'd been deemed insane. She knew she was insane. But was this really the point anymore? She was ALIVE again. Just knowing that if she died again, she could bust out, brought a crazy grin to her face. Nobody could keep her down forever. Her body was in top shape, her time in the Afterlife having done something to her power, it was noticeably higher.
She'd been fighting for her life previously a month ago, fighting for her daughter and her now dead twins. The thought of their deaths, and Fuku's possible death, enraged her. Death had done nothing to her love for her daughters. Closing her eyes to calm herself down, she proceeded to walk over to her slightly injured house. The front door still broken, she hissed faintly at the thought of who had broken it. She wanted to destroy the tin can of a robot badly, but kept her anger currently at bay.
Going into her bedroom, she pulled her satchel from between her mattress and boxsprings, checking and counting all of her Zeni. Relieved it was all there, she pulled the drawstring opening shut and fastened it on the belt around her waist, digging the house capsule and the capsule for her pod from her underwear drawer.
Flying out of the open window, she took the house back into the capsule. Proceeding to toss the ship's capsule onto the ground, a pop sounded and her trusty pod came into sight. Tucking away both capsules into slots on her belt, she curled her tail over her belt and hopped in the pod, punching the coordinates for Earth and watching as the door shut and she took off for Earth.
Was she crazy? Probably. She didn't give a damn though.
Sure, she'd been deemed insane. She knew she was insane. But was this really the point anymore? She was ALIVE again. Just knowing that if she died again, she could bust out, brought a crazy grin to her face. Nobody could keep her down forever. Her body was in top shape, her time in the Afterlife having done something to her power, it was noticeably higher.
She'd been fighting for her life previously a month ago, fighting for her daughter and her now dead twins. The thought of their deaths, and Fuku's possible death, enraged her. Death had done nothing to her love for her daughters. Closing her eyes to calm herself down, she proceeded to walk over to her slightly injured house. The front door still broken, she hissed faintly at the thought of who had broken it. She wanted to destroy the tin can of a robot badly, but kept her anger currently at bay.
Going into her bedroom, she pulled her satchel from between her mattress and boxsprings, checking and counting all of her Zeni. Relieved it was all there, she pulled the drawstring opening shut and fastened it on the belt around her waist, digging the house capsule and the capsule for her pod from her underwear drawer.
Flying out of the open window, she took the house back into the capsule. Proceeding to toss the ship's capsule onto the ground, a pop sounded and her trusty pod came into sight. Tucking away both capsules into slots on her belt, she curled her tail over her belt and hopped in the pod, punching the coordinates for Earth and watching as the door shut and she took off for Earth.
Was she crazy? Probably. She didn't give a damn though.
