A/N: At first I had this idea of where I wanted to go, then realized it was shit. This final part of chapter 6 on the other hand, is (imho), while shorter than planned, comparatively not shit.
Sorry if it seems disjointed. I want to keep the story moving and the quest evolving.
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We were at the trainyard in short order. The conversation with Glory Girl just made me consider her more and more of a conceited bitch.
"Is this a good spot?" I asked, in the back area among the rail tracks and some storage sheds where they kept the nicer cars when the yard had been operating at full capacity.
"As good as any to thrash you." She said. The place abounded with a bunch of beat up cars.
"Going to apologize to me for being a bitch?" she said. "If you do, I might be nicer when I beat you up, especially since my sister seems to like you."
I was done with the pleasantries.
"I was thinking about whether or not I should apologize to you, and I've decided that you don't deserve one."
She was frowning.
I was smiling.
"In fact, you need to know that you, yeah, you yourself are a complete bitch."
"Shut up."
"What? Tired of hearing the truth about yourself? You don't know anything."
"Shut up!" She yelled, her frustration mounting. Clenching her fist.
I was getting so excited, she needed to be laid bare and i was the one to do. It. I licked my incredibly sharp teeth with and kept going.
"Yeah, that's right. You don't know anything about your sister. You take complete advantage of her. You don't know anything about the pain she's in right now."
"Shut up!" She screamed, shaking.
"I can see it in your eyes and when I talk to her. You. Don't. Love. Her."
And just like that, the cord snapped! She popped! A flash of motion, my body moving out of the way, but not fast enough, went flying, tumbling across the trainyard, bouncing along the ground.
Damn, she was faster than I thought she was. I laid on the ground, after a short moment, I felt good. Really good. That was awesome!
Some painful coughing later I got on my hands and knees, picking myself up off the ground.
"Listen to me, you little whore." I heard, all too clearly for the tumble I had just taken. She grabbed me by my shirt lifting me straight up, off the ground. I looked back at her in her eyes.
"You. Know."
The thought I had was almost instinctual, but I held my hand on her body. I could feel the field though, stopping my claws. A pretty selective filter. We were rising really fast, actually.
"Nothing. About. My"
She said, just as I felt the pressure in my hands build, ready to release in succession.
"Family."
POP!
The first one. Her eyes widened slightly in surprise at the noise. The second one went off, and she looked down. My claw sticking into her costume slightly. Then it fell out. No blood. Didn't even pierce her skin.
She snickered. Then laughed. Lifted me up above her head. Then threw me
straight down.
I don't even remember the impact, honestly. Or the minutes afterwards. Apparently I hadn't died, which was hilarious now that I think about it.
On the other, hand, I literally couldn't move my limbs, and my body seemed a lot further away from my head than it should have been.
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Slime Girl
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Bio-Mecha
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Counter hardness with softness
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