darkest_fate
machina erotica
- Joined
- Dec 17, 2009
- Location
- the INTERNET
Yuna stared at the consoles, wondering if any of those numbers were actually that important. Brother and Shinra had made it sound that if one thing went wrong, the entire ship would come crashing down in a spectacular manner. Yuna doubted that anything that horrible would happen, but she also didn't want to take the chance. Sighing, she made few more adjustments. Thankfully Cid had taught all the girls some of the basics of flying the ships. Shinra had been quite helpful as well. The ex-summoner adjusted her top, shifting about and trying to get as comfortable as possible.
"Where's Rikku? she should be helping with all this," said an irritated voice behind her. Yuna didn't have to look to know it was Paine. The gothic girl had been with Yuna for the last hour or so, helping as best she could. The two had started off performing quite well, but frustrations had a tendency to get the better of everyone. They'd certainly gotten the better of Paine.
"she's probably in her room," replied Yuna. she turned another dial, already preparing herself to block out Paine's comments. The older girl might be terse to a fault, which meant that the comments generally limited themselves to one well put sentence. That didn't magically make hearing it any better. Yuna rolled her eyes. Sometimes she wished that Paine and Rikku weren't always at one another's throats.
a light had started flashing on the panel. Curious, Yuna looked at it, trying to remember what it meant.
"That's for Rikku's room," interjected Paine. She stood over Yuna, also looking. She frowned. "We should probably go check it out. Rikku probably hit the alarm on accident."
Sighing, Yuna agreed and volunteered herself for the job, figuring that Paine should stay up to handle the ship for now. The older woman decided that she wanted to tag along anyway. Paine probably wanted a chance to yell at Rikku for misbehaving. Yuna pushed herself off and began following Paine to Rikku's room. Yuna wore her normal outfit; Yuna with the tight blue shorts, long boots, hair in a trailing tail behind her. Paine too wore her traditional outfit, her own boots clinking. The walk was familiar, and even with the elevators it didn't take lone before both girls stood before the sliding doors.
As usual, Paine went in first, Yuna soon following. They had barely stepped over the threshold when Yuna began to feel lightheaded. she looked to Paine, opening her mouth to try and say something. Before she could, she felt unconsciousness sweeping over her...
"Where's Rikku? she should be helping with all this," said an irritated voice behind her. Yuna didn't have to look to know it was Paine. The gothic girl had been with Yuna for the last hour or so, helping as best she could. The two had started off performing quite well, but frustrations had a tendency to get the better of everyone. They'd certainly gotten the better of Paine.
"she's probably in her room," replied Yuna. she turned another dial, already preparing herself to block out Paine's comments. The older girl might be terse to a fault, which meant that the comments generally limited themselves to one well put sentence. That didn't magically make hearing it any better. Yuna rolled her eyes. Sometimes she wished that Paine and Rikku weren't always at one another's throats.
a light had started flashing on the panel. Curious, Yuna looked at it, trying to remember what it meant.
"That's for Rikku's room," interjected Paine. She stood over Yuna, also looking. She frowned. "We should probably go check it out. Rikku probably hit the alarm on accident."
Sighing, Yuna agreed and volunteered herself for the job, figuring that Paine should stay up to handle the ship for now. The older woman decided that she wanted to tag along anyway. Paine probably wanted a chance to yell at Rikku for misbehaving. Yuna pushed herself off and began following Paine to Rikku's room. Yuna wore her normal outfit; Yuna with the tight blue shorts, long boots, hair in a trailing tail behind her. Paine too wore her traditional outfit, her own boots clinking. The walk was familiar, and even with the elevators it didn't take lone before both girls stood before the sliding doors.
As usual, Paine went in first, Yuna soon following. They had barely stepped over the threshold when Yuna began to feel lightheaded. she looked to Paine, opening her mouth to try and say something. Before she could, she felt unconsciousness sweeping over her...