*** “Then I’ll do the same.” Nya held out a hand. “Friends?” Liana blinked, then smiled. “Friends.” Nya let her find her hand, and the two girls shook on it. Nya then led the way into the interior of the Bounty, finding a room in which boxes of clothes were piled. The two of them stepped into the musty room, lit only by a small porthole showing the inside of the cavern, and waded into the pile of cardboard packages.
Very nice! Still can't quite pinpoint why I like Nya's reaction to all this, but it's great!
The golden phoenix symbol stared back at her from the green breastplate on the red uniform she wore when she was Samurai X. Her shoulders slumped, and she felt an unexpected twist in her heart at the sight of the old outfit. She thought she had accepted being the Water Ninja, but now her mind was flooded with a jumble of conflicting emotions. She bit her bottom lip as she realized. . . she still missed being a samurai. *** “No way. I don’t wear dresses. Period.” Liana interjected firmly. **** “I wouldn’t know. I’ve never seen pink.” Liana replied wryly.
1. Aww Nya misses being a samurai. 2. Sounds fumillier. ( yet somehow I ended wareing one to homeschool prom... Ok so it wasn't that bad, the one I wore felt like pajamas. ) 3. Aw Liana...
1. Yeah. . . 2. (That sounds kinda fun. ) Birds of a feather flock together -- I guess. When we're visiting the States for the summer and going to church and I have to wear a dress, I sometimes wear my dirndl just to make people look at me like I'm crazy. 3. *nod*
*** “I already did that, but go ahead. I guess Liana will be fine.” Nya waved him off good-naturedly. “Go on, I’ll take care of things here.” She sat down beside Cole on the crate and poured a bit of hydrogen peroxide into the little white cap. Jay hesitated, then said. “OK, then.” He walked away and joined the others at the computer screens down the hall. The loading dock was quiet once he shut the door behind him.
*** Nya gazed at him for a moment longer, then pulled out the bandages. “I’m sorry he passed. He must have been a good friend.” There was a long moment of silence as she unwrapped the linen bandages, waiting for a response. Finally Cole murmured. “Thanks.” Nya began applying the bandages to the bright-red injuries. “So. . . You know Liana because she’s Philip’s sister?” “Yeah. We traveled together before I met Sensei Wu. Ah!” He grunted when she accidentally bumped one of the scratches in an attempt to wrap a bandage around his chest. “Sorry.” She apologized, then said carefully. “She seems very independent.”
*** She continued wiping up the dripping medicine and leftover gore. “Cole. . . Why didn’t you tell us about your friends? . . . About Philip passing away?” Cole stiffened. “I’d rather not talk about it.” “Did you think we wouldn’t understand?” “I’d rather not talk about it.” “Did you think you’d be able to handle it by yourself?” “I’d rather not talk about it.” “Were you just scared?” “What part of ‘I don’t want to talk about it’ do you not understand, water lily?!” Cole snapped. ***
I feel for Cole when no one listens to him when he doesn't want to talk about it.
“What do you expect? She lost her parents when she was, like, fifteen, and then lost her big brother a few years later. She lives with relatives she only met recently, and everyone looks down on her because she’s blind. She’s learned to look out for herself since she was young.” Nya hesitated before asking. “How did she. . . lose her sight?” Cole gazed off thoughtfully. “It’s been a while since I heard the story, but I think a wolf or something attacked her when she was just a toddler. It clawed out her eyesight and scarred her for life.” “Poor thing.” She breathed, then quickly added. “Not that she’s helpless or anything.” “MMPH! Not so tight!” “Sorry.” She murmured as she adjusted the bandages so that their grip wasn’t quite so uncomfortable. “Sit up now; I need to get the ones on your chest.” Those in particular were the cruelest injuries, and judging by the red color of the skin around the cuts those should probably have been tended to first. “No, that’s OK, I can do that myself.” Cole muttered as he took the medicine, cotton pads, and bandages from her hands. He looked up and gave a soft smile. “Thank you, though.” She nodded warmly. “Just following orders. I’ll go see what the others are up to.” With that she turned and exited the room, leaving Cole sitting alone on the crate to tend to his throbbing injuries. Nya walked back down the corridor and to the central area, where Zane and Jay were staring at the computers screens. “Any luck?” She called. “Nothing. Sensei Wu’s sleeping.” Jay responded, eyes still on the screen as he scrolled. “I have nothing to report from my falcon. There is still no sign of Lloyd.” Zane murmured as he clicked on the keyboard. “Could he be around the Mamasan settlements? Or the Yokai mountain ranges?” Nya stepped up between the two. “I have checked in both places. I am wondering, though, if he could have fallen into the Autumn River, the one that runs down from the northern mountains.” Zane suggested. “But that goes on for hundreds of miles! He could be anywhere.” Nya said as her eyes scanned the screen.
Yokai mountains?
Poor Liana . . . did we know that was what happened?
Zane’s tone grew very serious. “How can we know that Whiskers is not one of them? Obviously we have seen the creatures disguise themselves as innocent stray cats.” Nya’s stroke stopped as she and Jay stared at the nindroid. The Water ninja’s eyes were wide with realization. “You don’t mean. . . All this time, she might be. . .?!” Slowly, cautiously, Zane, Jay, and Nya turned to look at the skinny brown cat sitting on the desk before them, watching them with unblinking eyes. The cat stared back at the ninja, suddenly quite still. There was a long moment of tense silence. Then Whiskers opened her mouth and said with an edge of sarcasm. “Oh, sure. Blame the cat.”
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( yet somehow I ended wareing one to homeschool prom... 
Ok so it wasn't that bad, the one I wore felt like pajamas. 
) Birds of a feather flock together -- I guess. 
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