Mahogany Town | Late Morning
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No sooner had Saturn shoved the bag into her chest and made a joke about disownment--something she'd started to giggle at, too, because familiar! Comfortable! Also, funny!
--did Ariana suddenly just... appear
at their sides. Like a summoned demon.
Which was an accurate description of the woman, really.
If only they'd heard Misty's whispered warning above Mars's budding laughter. Not that it would have made much of a difference in the end.
She kicked Saturn in the side, hard enough to knock him over, twin shouts ringing out; Saturn's, in pain, Mars, with fury.
Both with shock and fear and utter confusion."I thought I mentioned I didn't like seeing you two together."
Her voice was a snarl; her eyes blazed. Both young people glanced at each other as Saturn dragged himself upright, wide eyes frantic. Did she say that?Did you hear her say-?No?I didn't?
The silent exchange done within seconds, their gazes snapped back to Ariana as she ground out her next command."Fuck off, you gay pixie fuck."
Saturn shrank just slightly with the insult, looking again to Mars; recovering from the sudden explosion, she looked like she was gearing up for one of her own."What the fuck-?""Ariana, we need hi--""Do we?!"
she snapped, ignoring her maybe-daughter utterly, fury now on Archer. "Do we really fucking need this fleshy twig? What is he really offering, other than a constant source of annoyance?"But I haven't done anything!?
He wracked his brain, trying to figure out what the hell
he said or did to her to make her so fucking mad. When did she say she wanted me to stay away from Mars!?"I'm sick of looking at his sad, pathetic little orphan commercial face and I'm really ready to put a few dozen bullets through it."
He froze. Eyes went to Mars, who looked like she was about to get up. She looked to him. Eyes locked.
That one moment was all Archer needed to get a handle on the monster's rage, at least insofar as preventing murder."We need bodies,"
he reasoned. Mars's mouth opened and closed, fingernails biting into her palms. "If we start killing off hostages this early in the game, there won't be any left to remove obstacles later on. He needs to stay alive to... be expendable later."
The logic made Ariana pause. Clearly still unhappy, but willing to take Archer's reasoning, she made no move to grab her gun. But the demon wasn't fully sated and Mars and Saturn knew that from how her frame didn't relax. Her head turned to level a look of pure anger down at them, and before either of them could even twitch, she grabbed Saturn by his hair.
He shouted in pain and fear and Mars leaped to her feet with a sound that might rival thunder as Ariana dragged her best friend across the room by his hair. He didn't dare struggle or resist; some part of him was already detatching from the situation, floating away, seeking an out. Vividly he remembered his grandmother, her old, gnarled fingers tangled in his hair, yanking him across the room to scream at him for hiding what she called 'contraband,' as though it were normal to treat the place he was supposed to call home as a prison.
Ariana dropped him to the ground so roughly that he didn't land on his butt, but rather on his back, and she was quick to stomp a foot onto his chest to prevent him from sitting up. He gasped in pain, the sound choked out as she leaned a fair amount of her weight onto his diaphram to lean down a little into his face. He stared up at her, hand grasping at her boot, his large, almond-shaped eyes a whirlpool of fear and confusion and stop, please."You go near her again, I'm going to dice up every useless digit and limb off of you, and leave them as a trail for the Undead to find you and use you as the most pathetic banquet the world has ever seen, do you fucking understand me?"
Her voice emerged low, dangerous; a growl of distant thunder. "Stay. Away. From her. She's mine, and I'm not going to let you taint her anymore."
He couldn't speak; she was crushing his chest too much. All he could do was gasp for air and will Ariana to lift her boot off. Preferably walk away without trying to extract some kind of agreement from him. He didn't want to seal his humiliation by having to say 'yes' to her, about staying away from his best friend. His dearest, only
Though he was far too preccupied to notice Flynn, the soothing aura the Sylveon put out to attempt to calm and comfort him was
noticable. Surprised and confused by it, Saturn did his best to cling to the feeling that settled into his head, unsure of which pokemon was doing this but aware on some subconscious level that some pokemon currently around them must be doing this.
Mars was about to go over and give Ariana a piece of her fist, gun and pokemon be damned,
but Lynn's voice, a mutter through gritted teeth, stopped her."If you explode now, she might kill him to spite you."
... She was right. With a sound like a wounded honey badger, she sat down again, locking eyes with Saturn for a moment before looking away.
Ariana was going to pay for this shit.