Nene giggled as she practically skipped into the apartment. "I did it, I did it..." she sing-songed to herself. Ifrit looked up from her book, a
curious look on her face."It took a bit, and I almost botched it, but I did it," Nene grinned, dropping onto the couch and kissing her girlfriend.
Ifrit returned the kiss, as expected. "Really?" she said. "What was that?"
"Sylvie and Linna have officially had their first kiss," came the reply. "And their second," she added a moment later with an even wider
smile. Ifrit raised an eyebrow, now very curious. "Well,we were tailing Crey, and came across some stuff..." she frowned slightly, "that
I'll tell you and the rest of the Sabres about later. But anyway, afterward... it kinda came out that Linna, Swift, was a copy. A 33-S like me."
The fey nodded. It was expected of all the Sabres really, or they were something similar like Anthy, but it wasn't something that they just sprung on the
new girls. "She didn't take it well I guess," she commented.
"Mmm. She kinda freaked out but I talked her down, more or less... She started saying that everything she had was copied from my Linna, seemed headed for
an emotional breakdown... and while I was saying that wasn't true, Sylvie declared that she didn't love Dance Sabre, she loved her, and kissed her. Big
time," she said.
"Ah, our solution to the identity issues," Ifrit said with a knowing smile, remembering Nenes early days (And her own, for that matter).
"Yeah," Nene smiled, looping her arms over Ifrits shoulders. "It doesn't matter who I'm copied off of, because I know one person that
wants the copy, not the original." Ifrit giggled softly, as Nenes gaze wandered down slightly, pausing on Ifrits chest. And not for the usual reasons. The
large t-shirt her lover was wearing had a red silhouette of Net Sabre, the words 'I
curious look on her face."It took a bit, and I almost botched it, but I did it," Nene grinned, dropping onto the couch and kissing her girlfriend.
Ifrit returned the kiss, as expected. "Really?" she said. "What was that?"
"Sylvie and Linna have officially had their first kiss," came the reply. "And their second," she added a moment later with an even wider
smile. Ifrit raised an eyebrow, now very curious. "Well,we were tailing Crey, and came across some stuff..." she frowned slightly, "that
I'll tell you and the rest of the Sabres about later. But anyway, afterward... it kinda came out that Linna, Swift, was a copy. A 33-S like me."
The fey nodded. It was expected of all the Sabres really, or they were something similar like Anthy, but it wasn't something that they just sprung on the
new girls. "She didn't take it well I guess," she commented.
"Mmm. She kinda freaked out but I talked her down, more or less... She started saying that everything she had was copied from my Linna, seemed headed for
an emotional breakdown... and while I was saying that wasn't true, Sylvie declared that she didn't love Dance Sabre, she loved her, and kissed her. Big
time," she said.
"Ah, our solution to the identity issues," Ifrit said with a knowing smile, remembering Nenes early days (And her own, for that matter).
"Yeah," Nene smiled, looping her arms over Ifrits shoulders. "It doesn't matter who I'm copied off of, because I know one person that
wants the copy, not the original." Ifrit giggled softly, as Nenes gaze wandered down slightly, pausing on Ifrits chest. And not for the usual reasons. The
large t-shirt her lover was wearing had a red silhouette of Net Sabre, the words 'I