“Yup! It’d be pretty cool to watch. Just not to do~ Perhaps we can get someone else to do it?”, she spoke up, laughing a little at her joke. Or, at least, she hoped he would take it as a joke and not take it seriously. She wouldn’t want someone else to die like that for her entertainment. She wasn’t a sadist. “But yeah, like dying for your country. That way, you’d die for the country you love, your loved ones, and for honor! I would actually probably like that if it weren’t for the fact that I really don’t want to join the military. I don’t like to kill unless it’s for a very very good reason.” Oh boy. It was interesting to talk about stuff like this. However, she hoped they wouldn’t talk too much about death in stuff. that would just be depressing.
“Yeah…Of course, my parents might believe me. But that’s because traveling to different worlds isn’t all that unusual. If anything, they’d probably want to know how it happened, since it takes an unbelievable amount of magic to go to different worlds. But for you, if that is very unusual, they probably won’t believe it. But it all depends on trust, right? If they trust you, they would believe you, right? Or at least try to.” She knew her family and friends would at least try to, since they trusted her and all. Senida never did like to lie to her family, and she almost never did. Not unless it was extremely important.
“It’s alright!”, she said, smiling a bit again. “I may not know who they are, but they’re your friends, right? I think I’d like to go home, too. Just to see everyone again. But I’d at least like to give the scientists a surprise before I go. Maybe send a blob or two to them.” But then at his next words, she frowned again. He was definitely right, and it was very unfair. “Yeah…It sucks to be torn between two worlds…Your old friends and your new friends.”, she responded sadly. This talk wasn’t really doing them any good. “It really does suck.”
“Well—no, I don’t think it would be that cool to watch since that would involve watching them DIE too and that’s not really something you want to watch?? Like, ever. I mean the jumping would be fun and all, but… haha, uh.” It’s okay, Hanna, people can joke about this stuff. “Yeah, something like that. And you wouldn’t have to kill people to be in the military, there are nursing branches and spying branches and stuff I think! But you’re totally right, killing people is uh, is not good.” Not EVER, not even for a very good reason…
“Oh—yeah, I hope they would. Believe you, I mean. Otherwise everyone who’s been stuck here is gonna end up back home and try to explain themselves and then everyone else is just gonna think they’re crazy! Or not EVERYONE else. I mean in some cases it makes sense, like that one guy I met a while back who used to go to different worlds all the time, and then I guess it’s not too far-fetched for paranormal investigators like me, but… AHH, whatever. Cross that bridge when we come to it, right??”
Enough talk about him and about futures and about friends and family.
“Yeah! Yeah. It’s… mm. It’d be kinda fun to see how THEY deal with stupid magic blobs asking them personal questions.
But—But we can’t lose hope or anything! There’s gotta be SOME way to meet up with people after. I mean if they brought us here in the first place then maybe they can… I dunno, let us come back? Or—Or I don’t know, but there’s gotta be something.” He couldn’t stand seeing her sad like that, and he couldn’t possibly let that creep into his own head. Optimism!! Optimism was key.
“Don’t worry, sweetie, I got this.”
Assuming they would take his world’s currency.
Well, Cyril had no real qualms against paying for the meal. He did that fairly often with the ladies of Melbourne, but those dinner dates typically ended with some midnight romping in a sleazy motel room. It might be best for Hanna to duck out before it got to that point.
Hopefully it wouldn’t make the guy think Hanna owed him something. That would… probably end badly. But man, free food! That could never be a bad thing, right?? Hanna hoped so.
Otherwise, well… well whatever it was he could handle it. Totally.
” Ah! Yep, yep mister~!”
[ She took a small glance over her shoulder, for no explicit reason then looked to him again. ]
” Very new, ummm, I just arrived actually!”
“Oh, I see! Well I hope you like it here, and feel free to ask me for anything if you need help!”
Was she looking for someone? He hoped whoever it was would show up eventually. It would be pretty crappy to be stuck here without someone who mattered to you from back home.
- It seemed the majority of the gang’s group at this point had fallen to Lightning’s determined efforts, many bodies littering the ground, slumped in much the same way Lynne herself was: but it seemed it was too early to celebrate just yet. The ‘boss’ of the group who had started the whole mess didn’t seem to want to go down so easily, even though his face was sporting a black eye, forcing himself to his feet and cocking the gun he held, snarling:
“You lot ain’t goin anywhere. You’re gonna go down just like that idiot detective girl did!”
However, the ‘bosses’ right-hand man - who was still alive at this point as well - spoke up, saying urgently to the other:
“Boss, most our team’s down at this point. We ain’t gonna win here. Let’s just let them go. That pink-haired chick’s way stronger than you gave her credit for, again.”
The shorter man staggered foward with a limp and tried to drag his boss away - only for the man to turn on him.
“I’m gonna stop them. And you’re not gettin’ in the way!”
Another shot rung out, but the boss had shot his own ‘team-mate’ to stop him from getting in the way, not at Hanna or Lightning. It seemed the gang leader had certainly gone too far off the deep end for any other option to be possible - and he was aiming the gun at the two trying to escape, not noting nor caring about the wooden sword the other held and preparing to fire again.
However, as Hanna held Lynne’s cold body: it seemed things might still look up, even in this situation quickly turning from heart breaking to dangerous again, the cold corpse suddenly becoming warmer and the dead, blank eyes closing on their own. Slowly, thoughts began to voice themselves in the red-haired detective’s brain again -
“…huh…? …What’s goin’ on? The last thing I remember, I was trying to disarm the bad guys, then a shot was fired…there was excruitating pain for a bit…I was shot, wasn’t I? Did Sissel…avert my fate again?! A shot through the heart like that…would kill instantly. I didn’t think they’d fire back at me so quick, but…! If I’m alive again for…whatever reason, as freaky as it is…I should help out. I can hear yelling, so Hanna Banana and spirit sis must still be in trouble! I can’t…let that happen! They’ve probably been freaked out enough by seeing me ‘die’ and come back to life, so neither of them can get hurt either…that’d just add to things!”
The crazed grin of the ‘boss’ suddenly turned to a horrified look akin to a child who has just pressed the ‘self destruct’ button on a ‘fun looking’ dashboard full of buttons at seeing the arm of the detective he’d assumed to be dead gripping the gun held loosely more tighter, seemingly raising it towards his ‘yelling’…and he ran, the gunshot only firing harmlessly into the ground - not that Lynne would have successfully hit him if he’d stuck around, with her mind still being a bit groggy and with her eyes still shut anyway.
The arm was lowered, and the eyes of the detective blearily opened - that familiar green of the eyes being bright and full of life as before. A soft groan, the red-head mentally wondering why it felt like she was hovering or something…but she had something more important to say right now. -
“Hah…those guys were too quick for me. I’m really sorry you both had to see that…gosh, you must’a both felt so awful at those jerk bad guys doing thaaaaaaaAAA-WAITAMINUTE. I seem to be ‘hovering’ right now which means…”
- And the penny just dropped that Hanna was carrying her, she trying to react to this… -
- But it seemed she failed miserably, and so instead closed her mouth and wrapped her arms around - if they would let her - both her friends, saying in a soft tone of voice she rarely used, wanting to talk about something serious -
“I was…really scared for a moment there. It was so quick, I didn’t get the chance to think or even try to dodge outta the way…but I know I was scared about leaving you two all alone and getting hurt. …I owe Sissel so much for saving my life again. I’m really gonna haveta thank him big this time, but wait…I don’t sense Sissel anywhere….so what’s going on?! Not that I’m not…grateful or anything…”
- Lynne was understandably, quite confused: wasn’t Sissel the only one who could ‘avert deaths’? However, it seemed she was still flustered about being carried just a bit despite the serious conversation and her expression suitably angry at the confusion of EVERYTHING. -
The leader of the gang had become hostile to the point of shooting his own teammate. Lunacy did that to a person. Like Fang when she started to turn against the six. They decided to defy their fate and fight against their focus, but Fang was against that. She refused to let anyone, especially Vanille, turn into a Cie’th. So in the paranoia, Fang attempted to assault her friends. She remembered that moment clear as day; she’d never forget. Although the man wasn’t in as stressful of a situation as Lightning and her party were, it was the same idea nonetheless.
A shot rang and hit against the pavement as the leader began to clear the area. Running like the coward he is. Where had that shot come from…? Hanna didn’t have a gun—Oh, right. Lynne… She was awake. Lightning made haste and walked to both of her friends, relieved that Lynne was alright. The soldier knew the detective would awaken once more, but there was something about this moment that put the pinkette’s tensions to rest.
The detective then wrapped her arms around both Hanna and Lightning, much to the soldier’s surprise. Even after dying, Lynne hadn’t changed one bit. Snow didn’t exactly change either, but fatigue and emotions affected his mood after being brought back from the dead. Lynne was definitely strong. She was confused, unsure of how she was brought back to life. And it was understandable… It was probably a rather odd feeling. Pain still throbbed through the pinkette’s mood, but she could always heal herself later.
“The city’s twisted, as I’m sure you know. So whenever its citizens die, they reawaken with further restrictions on their body. Yet….they’re brought back, nonetheless. Not even death can be manipulated as an escape route here.”
Things were going from bad to worse over there—one of the men, the gangsters or whatever they were, had shot one of the others. Just like that, like it was nothing, like that was something you could do on a whim and take back later if you regretted it, all casual and not even thinking and that was how Hanna usually waltzed through life, wasn’t it? Like nothing really mattered and nothing could ever leave a permanent mark on his life so he shouldn’t worry about it. So stupid, so completely idiotic and naive and—but he made the most of it and that was what mattered right?
(Until people start dying.)
He was jolted out of the abusive reverie by the warmth starting to return to Lynne’s body, heavy in his arms. She was—was really coming back, she really—she rustled and murmured something and her eyes started to flutter a little like she was waking up and then her hand tightened on the gun—and raised it—and shot.
Hanna flinched, but it didn’t matter if she’d shot because she was alive and she was awake and she was gonna be okay, they were all gonna be okay. No matter what happened.
“I’m really sorry you both had to see that…”
“Nonono Lynnie you so don’t have to apologize I mean you DIED, that’s not—th-that’s so not anything you have to—to, um…”
Oh god, now his eyes were getting all hot and wet and scratchy and his nose felt all weird. Like. Metallic, or something. No. Pull yourself together, Hanna, she’s ALIVE.
STOP IT. STOP FREAKING OUT.
Lynne wrapped her arms around the both of them, even though they were all still in danger, and Hanna clutched back at her. And Lightning, too. They had to stick together and they had to survive and they were totally gonna get through this and everything was gonna be fine.
“There’s some kinda mechanism the scientists set up I think, to um. To help us if stuff like this happens. So you’re… OKAY now, right? Or, you’re—you’re alive. But I don’t—I mean, ARE you okay? Cause I mean something like that, it’s gotta have some kind of side effects, right?”
[ It was sudden to find people around in this new interesting place. The child blinked a few times; her expression went from blank to excited, and a grin came to her face. ]
“U-Um, hullo, hullo~!”
[ She began to wave towards the sudden newcomers now. ]
“Hey, nice to meet you, miss!”
“You wouldn’t happen to be new here, wouldja? You uh, look a little lost, if you don’t mind my saying!”
It was always nice to meet new people.
The soldier refused to accept help from anybody at this point. She had become too absorbed in her ambition, her determination swallowing her ability to think rationally. What if Hanna needed that rune later? To protect himself? The city was just as unpredictable as the power a L’Cie held. Even Lightning couldn’t judge what would happen next. All she knew was that if Hanna suppressed his desire to aid the pinkette, he’d have a chance under extreme peril. he would just take Lynne and go. Simple as that. And the wound on her upper right side? Tch, she could handle it. She still had a chance to use Cure, but it had to wait. She wouldn’t heal herself until all of this was finally over. Most of the gang members had fled from the battle, but others had become all the more hostile. Whooping and firing more bullets in the air, they closed in on the L’Cie, anger fueling their actions. They wanted her dead. Just like Lynne. However, they’d be much more brutal with the pinkette.
“Hanna, I don’t need any assistance; just get Lynne out of here before you get hurt too! I refuse to let another friend sustain an injury because of my carelessness and my mistakes!”
If the gang members noticed Hanna’s unique ability, it would all be over. To them, Lightning was just an unusually athletic fighter, but if Hanna used his rune, he’d appear to be a bigger threat. The solider couldn’t have that. Not at all. She’d fight to the bitter end, alone. She wouldn’t drag anyone else with her. Men continued to fall at the L’Cie’s feet as she continued fighting them off. One of the men had gotten a hold on Lightning’s arm, but she swung him against the concrete ground with ease. A new determination filled her heart, one that would not falter.
One by one, the men fell until…
“You’re lucky they didn’t shirt their attention to you. Let’s get outta here before they call in reinforcements.”
Blood stained the soldier’s clothes once more. A familiar feeling, really. She wouldn’t give mercy to those that did not deserve it or proved themselves to be enemies of the pinkette. Giving mercy to the wrong person would just make one absolutely vulnerable.
Well crap, their two stubborn selflessnesses (was that a word?) were clashing in the worst possible way. One of them was gonna have to give in eventually, and since Lightning was already throwing herself into battle, it clearly wasn’t gonna be her. It drove Hanna crazy, but he was gonna have to leave her to it. God, he was so useless. He couldn’t save Lynne, he couldn’t help Lightning…
But at least he could try and get the detective out of there.
Hanna turned away from Lightning’s fight, back to—back to where the other redhead was lying in that horrible red puddle, all askew and pale and cold and… no, Hanna, come ON you’re going to have to pick her up and take her with you and you’ve done it before, remember Conrad? When he was lying there all cold and pale and dead and you saved him. You’ve just gotta do that same thing all over again.
God, okay. He knelt beside her, forcing himself to turn her around so she could—so she could face up. And her eyes were so empty. No, stop it. He wrapped an arm around behind her neck, propping her up, picking her up just like he did when that other monster attacked them except this time—this time she was dead and he was fine and it was all his fault all over again.
Just as he was standing back up, Lynne cradled against his cold chest, her arms all limp beneath her, Lightning’s voice came from somewhere behind him.
“You’re lucky they didn’t shirt their attention to you. Let’s get outta here before they call in reinforcements.”
“You… you got them all? I mean, yeah, you… but they’re gonna come back too, right? Like Lynne. They’re all gonna wake up, that’s what you said. So we need to—to get out of here.”
He tried to ignore the cold skin pressing up against him. No, no, no. She was gonna be okay and everything was gonna be okay, even the guy with the hammer in his neck, and the other ones lying there just motionless. They were all gonna wake up and everything was going to be just fine, totally fine.
“That’s fine, if you want to. just try not to splat!”, she chimed, grinning, “I’m pretty sure there’s some tall buildings around here. And of course hitting something would be bad. But what would be really interesting is if you tried to bungee-jump off of a building in Sector 1— while they were shifting! That would be pretty funny to see! Though there would be more of a chance of someone getting hurt~”
At Hanna’s reassurance, she sighed. There still seemed to be something wrong, but she’d drop it for now. She trusted her friends, didn’t she? And plus, it wasn’t like her to worry all that much about things. So, she decided to leave it. It was probably about the friend thing. “If you say so~ I’ll try not to push it.”, she spoke up at that, grin toning down to a smile of sorts.
“Yeah…That would be a great thing to be able to do. I mean, Hoshi-sensei would at least know what happened to me, since she’s a bit familiar with world-traveling and stuff. But I’m sure Korin would flip a few tables wondering what’s going on. Or at least he’d do that to help mom and dad. And to help himself find out what happened. At least I hope they’d worry. But I’m sure they do~
Of course, if we could give them scientists a taste of their own medicine, I’m pretty sure they’d regret what they did! Though there’s also the possibility that they just won’t care…but still.” There was always a possibility, right? And she would make sure they regretted it if it came to her choice. Not torturing, since she wasn’t that type of person. But just give them a taste of what they did to them would be enough. “I’d love to see their reactions to the blobs! They would probably go crazy over that~ Same here, actually, now that I think about it. I never would have met my friends or the other magic users here, either.” Leaving them behind would be hard, but like it was mentioned before— if she could warn her family and friends first, she wouldn’t mind.
However, that wouldn’t mean that she wouldn’t miss them.
“Of course~ They’ll be feeling its wrath soon enough!”, she added with a slightly angry huff.
“Oh, MAN. That’d be cool. But then you’d probably die and it would be really horrible, so… not a good idea! I mean if you’re gonna die it should really not be something like that where it’s just cause of your own dumbness. It should be something, you know, interesting or selfless or… it should be to help other people out, you know? Like if they’re in danger or whatever. That would be totally worth it. But just jumping off a building for the heck of it is a dumb way to go.”
Why the hell were they talking about this?
“Right, if you say so. I don’t know who those people are, but sure! Man, your parents must be crazy worried if you just disappeared like that… I mean everyone must be, for all of us here, but family especially, right? And when we get back we’re not even gonna have a good excuse. ‘Oh yeah, we were totally kidnapped by crazy psycho scientists who wanted to experiment on us but then barely actually did!’ I mean it’s what happened but it’s so not a good reason to just disappear for months without any word or anything.
And it’d be pretty cool to punish ‘em or whatever, yeah. But I’d rather just be able to go home, I think. And… and hang out with Orpheus, and Worth, and ‘Mont, and Connie and Veser and miss Toni and all of them. And make sure they’re all okay. I mean, haha, sorry, you don’t know who those people are either, but… anyway, it’s a bad situation. I just wanna let everyone go home and stay in touch with all of them and EVERYTHING.
It’s all DUMB. It’s a dumb situation cause you miss people either way and either way you don’t get to see them or tell them you’re okay or anything and it SUCKS.”
3 of 9 variations of Tessa’s HiNABN Valentines day cards into gifs! (would’ve been awesome if i edited all 9 but i’m just that lazy hurrr..) But anywhoo… Happy Valentines Day and 1 year Anniversary. ♥
Hanna is Not a Boy’s Name by Tessa Stone
((my apologies, dear anon! I’ve been rather busy, and I haven’t watched the show itself in forever and a day, but I’ll try and get something together if you can wait a few days longer!))
“… Sure. I mean, decorating for a party is a kind of art. I just hope that there aren’t any weird people…”
“Uh… yeah, okay. I mean that’s not really the point of having one, but whatever floats your boat I guess!
D’you know if there’s a warehouse or a gym or a concert hall or something we can hang out in?? I’ll bring the flashy lights and loud music!”