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"DID NOT!" Zyta screamed.
"DID TOO!" Audra screeched.
"DID N-" Zyta was cut short by someone screaming in a voice that managed somehow to be even louder than her own. The two girls glanced at each other an looked out through a crack in the door.
"ON PURPOSE?! HAHAHA!" Riku was on the floor, laughing and clutching his stomach.
Ippin's nostrils flared. She gave him a solid kick in the ribs. "I HATE YOU! AND MY HAIR WAS NOT CUT WITH A CHAIN SAW!" She turned and ran towards the hangar bay.
The majority of the girls were sitting just outside the Black Fire Dreamer and playing random games or some such. Priire and Boshi were playing Sabaac when Audra and Zyta rushed in.
The senshi all ran over to them and created a circle around them. The girls took several moments to catch their breath. Meanwhile, everyone else thought there was a Sith attacking somewhere. Finally, Audra was able to speak. "Ippin... hair... fight.... Riku... laughing.... Ippin.... coming this way." For a moment, no one understood what she meant, then everyone's eyes widened as the started to understand. Ippin must have gone to show her new haircut to Riku, and he must have started teasing her. And now Ippin was storming towards her ship, probably to cry.
"Oh boy," Priire muttered. "Listen, guys, be nice to her when she comes in, but don't be obvious, kay?"
There was a chorus of agreement, then the girls - and the knights, who were teaching Koumi sign language - went back to their previous activities - though with considerably less enthusiasm.
Ippin stormed through the halls and slammed the door to the bay open so hard it rebounded and slammed shut after her.
Priire aproached her as she stormed towards the Prism. "Hey, Coru, you okay?" Ippin stopped and glared fiercely at her twin. "No, I'm not, you know perfectly well that I'm not, because Zyta told you and..." Ippin trailed off and started to cry.
Priire's eyes widened, but she hugged her sister and let her younger (but taller) twin cry on her shoulder.
Ippin had calmed a few minutes later, but she still went and barricaded herself in her ship - consequently kicking Suta and Kairiku out - and vanished to the Time Gates to be alone and watch time drift by. It was her most calming pasttime, and she often did it when the Sith or Priire - or both - got the best of her naturally calm personality. She had an island in the mmiddle of the time stream there where she would sit and watch empires fall and rise again, watch people die to defend their homeworld, then have politicians corrupt it to something not worth the energy it would take to destroy it. She would spend hours there, learning and occasionally intervening...
Meanwhile back in the bay, Priire was glaring at the newly arrived - and out of breath - Yuri Riku. He'd chased Ippin all the way there, and he'd missed catching her before she went into the Prism by a few moments. He glanced around nervously at the angry girls.
Priire calmly started walking towards him. When she was a few feet away from him, Riku saw she had one hand on her blaster, and the other resting lightly on her henshin necklace. He had no idea what the necklace would do, but he fully well knew what Priire could do to him with that blaster, and at that moment she was fully capable of it.
He stared at her for a moment, then turned tail and ran out of the ship bay. Priire flashed a predatory grin towards her friends and started chasing him.
"I didn't mean to make her mad!" Riku yelled over his shoulder as he ran down the hallway.
"Yes, you did!" Priire yelled back, gaining on him.
"Well, I didn't mean to make her that mad!"
"Yes. You. DID!" Priire yelled as she tackled him.
"Oof!" Riku grunted as he fell.
Priire tossed her blaster away and rolled up her sleeves. She started punching, kicking and all around beating the @#&* out of Riku.
Within a few minutes, Priire was satisfied that Riku was a bloody pulp and calmly returned to the hangar bay as Ippin walked out of the Prism. "What'd I miss?" No one answered. Ippin raised her eyebrows, smiled sweetly and asked... "Where's Riku?"
Everyone looked at Priire, who was pacidly washing her hands, and Ippin facefaulted.
