10-11-2005, 04:53 AM
"You should not talk about Supergirl like that! She can melt you with her eyes!!"
"Yeah luv? Well I can think of at least two reasons why Power Girl's better. And neither of them have to do with her chest!"
True, it wasn't very tasteful to be arguing with a little girl in a hotel lobby about which super powered vixen was better than the other....but she was French and he'd never had any luck with French women, so what had started as an innocent enough and friendly conversation had quickly deteriorated into a full fledged argument about two girls neither of them had ever met before. The raised voiced pulled more than a few heads out into the hall, each peeking either from around a corner to observe the fight, or from doorways to see what all the commotion was. Of course, no one really expected to see a full grown man fighting a little girl.
When questioned about it later, De would explain how it wasn't his fault really. She'd kicked him in the shin, which lead to him pushing her to the floor, which in turn lead to her slapping him in the face, which promted him put her in a hammer lock. Of course, later wouldn't come for another 10 minutes when Kei came out into the hallway to find De laying on his stomache with the young miss sitting on his back with his arm twisted into a particularly painful looking position. It was he intial confused "Huh?" and subsequent laughter which brought Chandi into the hall, who was shortly followed by AJ and Xlorvok as they rounded the corner from thier room.
De was of course to proud to ask for help, having promised himself long ago that he was going to stop letting little girls kick his ass. Granted, the last one had super powers...but the point still stood. Luckily for him she was about as light as she looked, and a well maneuvered roll dislodged her from his back, but before he could even try to grab her ankle and put her in a world of hurt, Chandi had stepped between the two of them and was breaking up the fight. Kei shooed the young woman away as Chandi kept a hand on De's collar to keep him in place, the larger male straightening himself up a bit as the younger Aussie released her grip as the girl rounded a corner, disappearing from sight.
"Right then....ready to go are we?"
He asked amid the shocked (and in one case horrified) stares he was recieving from his teammates and lookers-on alike. He didn't even wait for a responce as he turned and started making his way to the elevators, the murmur of the girls making a joke at his expense falling lightly upon his ears. They could laugh all they wanted, but they could also rest assured that before this trip home was over he'd have his revenge on that little wench. She'd gotten the drop on him this time, but next time he'd be ready.
"You're not really going to act as though that didn't happen are you? Chandi asked as they rode the elevator back down to the street where they'd parked.
"Oh it happened luv. It happened. But she's got hers commin'. Yes....she's got her's commin'."
Still shaking her head in disbelief at what she'd just seen, Kei climbed into the back seat with her pixie and alien teammates as De was once again removed from the driver's seat and usurped by his feline femme du jour. Surprisingly enough, it was Vok who asked about what shops the city had to offer, though it was all but obvious any and all shopping would have to wait until mourning. Tonight however was all about some much needed fun, and in De's case, a few cold pints to wash away the disgust he felt at losing to the hands of a French girl. Of course, non of this made any difference to thier resident driver, as she purposely missed turns and ignored directions, enjoying her time behind the wheel. Eventually De simply stopped trying and let the others decide for themselves where to spend thier first night down under.
Fingers were pointed, heads turned, and voices rasied as club after club were driven by on their search for the perfect spot. Everywhere De suggested seemed to have some sort of deviant sexual undertone about it, which cause them to get shot down by Kei almost immediately. Chandi geared towards a few of the more upscale establishments, which refused to let them in either because John was the only one dressed properly (imagine that) or because they recognized Mr. Niles. Kei steered the group towards the beaches, and Johnny and AJ seemed open to just about anything. Unforutnately for all of them, they spent so much time trying to work around De's stubbornness while accomodating to Kei and Chandi's particular tastes that they ended up right back at the hotel without having gotten drunk at all.
At De's suggestion they all went back to their rooms, showered, and got a good night's sleep, deciding to try again the following night since they now had a better idea what the city had to offer. As they boarded the elevators to head back up to their rooms, De turned and sleepily made his way back outside, hailing a cab to shuttle himback to his flat for the first time in what felt like ages. Of course, it wasn't until he was halfway there that he remember he'd neglected to give any of them his number, and thus, left them without any means of contacting him....but they could take care of themselves and he could always swing by and meet them in the morning.
But as they all lay down to let the sandman come to usher them into dreamland, the same little something AJ felt before crept back into the hotel. And this time it was ready to have some fun. It was a little tingle at the nape of her neck at first, slightly distracting, but nothing ominous, but quickly faded into nothingness leaving her relieved and unsure all at once. Was this feeling an omen of things to come? Or had De's words about Australia being one crazy place been truer than she'd thought. She rolled over a moment and looked upon the green visage of her very own space pirate, and snuggled a little closer before finally falling alseep. Something she'd never remember doing as what felt like moments later she was roused from bed by the most unattractive howl she'd heard since the last time Vicky was sick.
She rushed to the door, yanking it open and peering into the hall to see what the fuss was about, only to be greeted by a nude man running down the hall as fast as his feet would carry him, pushing one of the hotel's room service tables ahead of him. The woman the howl was emminating from was a mere two doors down from AJ and Vok, and had moments before opened the door to accept her moring meal when her Eggs Benedict had arrived with quite a bit more sausage than she'd ordered. AJ brought a hand to her mouth to cover a giggle as the offened woman slammed her door shut, prompting the pink haired pixie to follow suit. she leaned with her back against the door as she collected herself taking a few steps back towards the bed just in time for her bunkmate to roll over and look upon her with sleepy eyes and a big dopey smile.
"And good moring to you too..." he said sitting up a little. AJ stood confused for a moment until she put her hands on her hips and neglected to feel any sort of cloth whatsoever. Much like the unexpected delivery man with his unwanted package, she too was standing in the buff, causing a rush of color to hit her cheeks as she backed out of the room and towards the hall closet where she'd hung her clothes. She didn't recall having gone to bed nude last night...and yet.... Had she and Vok.....? Thoughts of a previous nights fun slipped from her mind disappeared as the closet door was pulled back to reveal itself bare of any sort of clothing sort of a pair of socks. Her other belongings were still there, as well as her daggers and a few things John had brought with him, but all their clothes were gone. Just....vanished.
She stood there, looking a moment before nearly jumping out of her skin at the sound of a knock on her door. Before she could even inquire as to who it was, Kei's voice could be heard begging for entry. Entry that was soon granted and just as swiftly followed by the Hawaiian rushing into the room wearing nothing but a well wrapped bath towel and ranting about how all her clothes were gone. Even the hotel robes. Of course, what neither realized at the time is that they hadn't been the only ones affected, oh no. Ever stich of clothing in the entire hotel had vanished sometime in the past 5 minutes...and no one knew how or why.
"Yeah luv? Well I can think of at least two reasons why Power Girl's better. And neither of them have to do with her chest!"
True, it wasn't very tasteful to be arguing with a little girl in a hotel lobby about which super powered vixen was better than the other....but she was French and he'd never had any luck with French women, so what had started as an innocent enough and friendly conversation had quickly deteriorated into a full fledged argument about two girls neither of them had ever met before. The raised voiced pulled more than a few heads out into the hall, each peeking either from around a corner to observe the fight, or from doorways to see what all the commotion was. Of course, no one really expected to see a full grown man fighting a little girl.
When questioned about it later, De would explain how it wasn't his fault really. She'd kicked him in the shin, which lead to him pushing her to the floor, which in turn lead to her slapping him in the face, which promted him put her in a hammer lock. Of course, later wouldn't come for another 10 minutes when Kei came out into the hallway to find De laying on his stomache with the young miss sitting on his back with his arm twisted into a particularly painful looking position. It was he intial confused "Huh?" and subsequent laughter which brought Chandi into the hall, who was shortly followed by AJ and Xlorvok as they rounded the corner from thier room.
De was of course to proud to ask for help, having promised himself long ago that he was going to stop letting little girls kick his ass. Granted, the last one had super powers...but the point still stood. Luckily for him she was about as light as she looked, and a well maneuvered roll dislodged her from his back, but before he could even try to grab her ankle and put her in a world of hurt, Chandi had stepped between the two of them and was breaking up the fight. Kei shooed the young woman away as Chandi kept a hand on De's collar to keep him in place, the larger male straightening himself up a bit as the younger Aussie released her grip as the girl rounded a corner, disappearing from sight.
"Right then....ready to go are we?"
He asked amid the shocked (and in one case horrified) stares he was recieving from his teammates and lookers-on alike. He didn't even wait for a responce as he turned and started making his way to the elevators, the murmur of the girls making a joke at his expense falling lightly upon his ears. They could laugh all they wanted, but they could also rest assured that before this trip home was over he'd have his revenge on that little wench. She'd gotten the drop on him this time, but next time he'd be ready.
"You're not really going to act as though that didn't happen are you? Chandi asked as they rode the elevator back down to the street where they'd parked.
"Oh it happened luv. It happened. But she's got hers commin'. Yes....she's got her's commin'."
Still shaking her head in disbelief at what she'd just seen, Kei climbed into the back seat with her pixie and alien teammates as De was once again removed from the driver's seat and usurped by his feline femme du jour. Surprisingly enough, it was Vok who asked about what shops the city had to offer, though it was all but obvious any and all shopping would have to wait until mourning. Tonight however was all about some much needed fun, and in De's case, a few cold pints to wash away the disgust he felt at losing to the hands of a French girl. Of course, non of this made any difference to thier resident driver, as she purposely missed turns and ignored directions, enjoying her time behind the wheel. Eventually De simply stopped trying and let the others decide for themselves where to spend thier first night down under.
Fingers were pointed, heads turned, and voices rasied as club after club were driven by on their search for the perfect spot. Everywhere De suggested seemed to have some sort of deviant sexual undertone about it, which cause them to get shot down by Kei almost immediately. Chandi geared towards a few of the more upscale establishments, which refused to let them in either because John was the only one dressed properly (imagine that) or because they recognized Mr. Niles. Kei steered the group towards the beaches, and Johnny and AJ seemed open to just about anything. Unforutnately for all of them, they spent so much time trying to work around De's stubbornness while accomodating to Kei and Chandi's particular tastes that they ended up right back at the hotel without having gotten drunk at all.
At De's suggestion they all went back to their rooms, showered, and got a good night's sleep, deciding to try again the following night since they now had a better idea what the city had to offer. As they boarded the elevators to head back up to their rooms, De turned and sleepily made his way back outside, hailing a cab to shuttle himback to his flat for the first time in what felt like ages. Of course, it wasn't until he was halfway there that he remember he'd neglected to give any of them his number, and thus, left them without any means of contacting him....but they could take care of themselves and he could always swing by and meet them in the morning.
But as they all lay down to let the sandman come to usher them into dreamland, the same little something AJ felt before crept back into the hotel. And this time it was ready to have some fun. It was a little tingle at the nape of her neck at first, slightly distracting, but nothing ominous, but quickly faded into nothingness leaving her relieved and unsure all at once. Was this feeling an omen of things to come? Or had De's words about Australia being one crazy place been truer than she'd thought. She rolled over a moment and looked upon the green visage of her very own space pirate, and snuggled a little closer before finally falling alseep. Something she'd never remember doing as what felt like moments later she was roused from bed by the most unattractive howl she'd heard since the last time Vicky was sick.
She rushed to the door, yanking it open and peering into the hall to see what the fuss was about, only to be greeted by a nude man running down the hall as fast as his feet would carry him, pushing one of the hotel's room service tables ahead of him. The woman the howl was emminating from was a mere two doors down from AJ and Vok, and had moments before opened the door to accept her moring meal when her Eggs Benedict had arrived with quite a bit more sausage than she'd ordered. AJ brought a hand to her mouth to cover a giggle as the offened woman slammed her door shut, prompting the pink haired pixie to follow suit. she leaned with her back against the door as she collected herself taking a few steps back towards the bed just in time for her bunkmate to roll over and look upon her with sleepy eyes and a big dopey smile.
"And good moring to you too..." he said sitting up a little. AJ stood confused for a moment until she put her hands on her hips and neglected to feel any sort of cloth whatsoever. Much like the unexpected delivery man with his unwanted package, she too was standing in the buff, causing a rush of color to hit her cheeks as she backed out of the room and towards the hall closet where she'd hung her clothes. She didn't recall having gone to bed nude last night...and yet.... Had she and Vok.....? Thoughts of a previous nights fun slipped from her mind disappeared as the closet door was pulled back to reveal itself bare of any sort of clothing sort of a pair of socks. Her other belongings were still there, as well as her daggers and a few things John had brought with him, but all their clothes were gone. Just....vanished.
She stood there, looking a moment before nearly jumping out of her skin at the sound of a knock on her door. Before she could even inquire as to who it was, Kei's voice could be heard begging for entry. Entry that was soon granted and just as swiftly followed by the Hawaiian rushing into the room wearing nothing but a well wrapped bath towel and ranting about how all her clothes were gone. Even the hotel robes. Of course, what neither realized at the time is that they hadn't been the only ones affected, oh no. Ever stich of clothing in the entire hotel had vanished sometime in the past 5 minutes...and no one knew how or why.