"You did it, Bunny!" came an excited voice from next to my knees.
I knelt to pick up Luna, lifting her high enough for us to look each other in the face. "Did I Luna?" I asked. "I killed an agent. But what purpose did she serve and had she achieved it? And who was that man? What's his part in this. Another agent? Her master? Or a third party, perhaps a potential ally?"
Luna shook her head. "We can worry about that later, Bunny. What matters is that you beat her. And that you saved your friend."
I paused along looked back. "Yes," I said as Molly, fallen to the floor during the brief confrontation, began to stir. There were others there as well, some men but mostly women, all in nightclothes. I recognised a face or two from the sales frenzy of earlier and it wasn't hard to guess what had brought them here. "Yes, you're right."
"And so are you," Luna agreed diplomatically. "The enemy has begun its strategy and we still don't know where that leads. But for now," she advised, looking around. "It's time to leave."
"Yes," I agreed, and we departed the scene before anyone had a chance to get a look at me.
There was a curious innocence to the circumstances, I thought, compared to my past experiences. With the threat gone, it appeared that all those involved would recover. Back in Sunnydale, the most I could have hoped for was to avenge the dead and prevent future vicitms. Here... here victory seemed to cure all. Disconcerting, but not at all unwelcome.
D for Drakensis
You're only young once, but immaturity is forever.
I knelt to pick up Luna, lifting her high enough for us to look each other in the face. "Did I Luna?" I asked. "I killed an agent. But what purpose did she serve and had she achieved it? And who was that man? What's his part in this. Another agent? Her master? Or a third party, perhaps a potential ally?"
Luna shook her head. "We can worry about that later, Bunny. What matters is that you beat her. And that you saved your friend."
I paused along looked back. "Yes," I said as Molly, fallen to the floor during the brief confrontation, began to stir. There were others there as well, some men but mostly women, all in nightclothes. I recognised a face or two from the sales frenzy of earlier and it wasn't hard to guess what had brought them here. "Yes, you're right."
"And so are you," Luna agreed diplomatically. "The enemy has begun its strategy and we still don't know where that leads. But for now," she advised, looking around. "It's time to leave."
"Yes," I agreed, and we departed the scene before anyone had a chance to get a look at me.
There was a curious innocence to the circumstances, I thought, compared to my past experiences. With the threat gone, it appeared that all those involved would recover. Back in Sunnydale, the most I could have hoped for was to avenge the dead and prevent future vicitms. Here... here victory seemed to cure all. Disconcerting, but not at all unwelcome.
D for Drakensis
You're only young once, but immaturity is forever.