Fighting Academy by Fire of Hearts (Closed)

Are you kidding with your senses, you could smell what's for dinner tomorrow, today! This is my normal everyday scent that you love and you know it..We just need to get out of this room and for your information Hazel was a maid on a tv show from the 50s I think anyway what do you want to do cause one thing is for sure you're right about me getting out and doing something fun. To bad we can't find a beach and go surfing maybe some diving but the lake here isn't much for waves. We could go crash Raina's party and eat all the food..besides showering I haven't eaten much besides gum and some peanuts I found in a pair of pants, I ate them even tho I have no clue where they came from. I could really go for a greasy cheese burger and fries.
 
“That is NOT your every day smell, that is the smell of a guy whose pits have taken over and launched a victory,” Sheena declared, shaking her head. “Shower, pronto. I don’t know where or how you got the time to watch old TV shows if your nose is glued to your computer screen all the time, but whatever… and the whole eating your pants lint thing? Gross. It’s not Raina’s party, it’s Flower’s, and I’m sorta supposed to be babysitting but Liza looks like she’s got herself more than entertained. So shower…then let’s…I don’t know. Climb skyscrapers, go skinnydipping, whatever…let’s just go.”





She gave Alex a brief love nip on the neck for encouragement, then shoved him away towards the bathroom, again wrinkling her nose. “Yeah you SO gotta shower, that’s just rank. Oh, and if Liza is walking around in a clown suit…apparently she’s just trying on careers, so don’t freak out. Much.”
 
"It's not a battle strategy. It's more of a way of life? A code of ethics? I'm not sure if that's the right way to phrase it." Mel let out a sigh trying to think of the right way to say what her rule was. So far, whatever came to mind was just off somehow. "Well, like I said before, the people I hate most tend to rely on strength in numbers. Hiding behind the frontlines and sacrifice a lot of people so that they'd get the winning blow. And I don't want to be like them so I will never outnumber my enemy. It's kind of like how some people refuse to resort to shots below the belt to win. Riff and Vash know that . . . even if it took a while before they caught on. In the first place, I never needed them for protection. I kept them around for the company."


Mel made a sound similar to someone clicking their tongue when Faith stated that for justification to kill Lil, the angel would have to be active. "Great, that might take forever. Lil's not really the act on her own type. Most likely, she'd get someone else to do it for her. I'm not sure if I can trick her either. She's . . . crafty. You don't get to be thousands of years old and not pick up some knowledge too."


"As for preparations go, I need a new hand for one," she said, holding her stump up. "Weapons I have. And I've been getting used to moving around in this body so I think I'd still be able to fight . . . decently. But other than that, I'll need some explosives. Something easily combustible but not necessarily that dangerous. Enough for a relatively small explosion. In case I can't handle this . . . Well, let's just say, I plan on going out with a bang." Mel meant that if Lil did manage to overpower her, she planned on blowing them both to Hell. The doll had no trouble with the idea of dying. She had to get used to the idea in case any of the attempts on her life had succeeded. Death was something she wasn't afraid of and she was determined to not let that lying skank get what she wants.


In the distance, Mel heard Vash calling for her. First jumping on the bench, she turned and gave a casual bow to Faith. "Well, Mrs. Cord, I believe my ride is here so I will be leaving now. Enjoy . . . well, this," she said, meaning Flower's party. She then went off in search of her servant.


The car ride back to the academy was a silent one. Mel seemed a bit upset but Vash was a little afraid to ask how it went, not wanting to risk another tantrum like that morning's. Luckily, Mel was the first one to break the silence.


"Vash? Can you do me a favor?" "Uh . . . sure. What do you need?" "Can you tell me that I'm a good person?" " . . . What? Why do yo-" "It's an order." Vash froze for a bit. Mel usually didn't fuss over something as silly as a label or at least she never seemed to. Did something happen at the party that got to her? Vash furrowed his eyebrows trying to think of any sort of answer to explain this. Being the team mom was so complicated. He honestly hoped that Mel would forgive Riff already so he could slack off again.


The demon looked over at his master. Of course he thought she was a good person, despite everything that she had done. He didn't know anyone else who went around giving people revenge for the unfair death of their loved ones, even if the very people she helped ended up throwing garbage at her once the deed was done. Granted, everyone he had known were a pile of ashes back in his hometown but still. "Mel, you're the kindest person I know." A soft chuckle came from the doll. "Vash, you're a terrible liar."
 
(does she want to be a good person? Or want Faith to think she is?)


Faith remains outside for several minutes after Mel leaves her, frowning faintly as she thinks over their conversation together. It bothers her, though she is not sure exactly why.


Mel does not want her help, or so she claims. But she is not as hard as Faith had originally thought. Faith knows this, is sure of it, from this conversation, from her earlier conversation with Flower. Though she cannot prove it, she is sure that Mel has feelings, that Mel is in fact hurt, at least in part, by the circumstances she finds herself in. Mel, Faith is beginning to realize, despite her servants, is more alone than anyone in all of the castle.


In a way, the girl has a strong moral and ethical code, despite her desire for her to basically blow someone else up into smithereens unprovoked. But what counted as "provoked" anyway? It was true that Faith's own moral code wouldn't allow for her to attack someone unprovoked, at least under most circumstances. Even HardTime was not someone Faith would seek out to try to destroy, despite the damage he had caused in the past, if he had not first struck out against her or hers. But when she was younger and more reckless, she would have gladly, without a second thought. She cannot really blame Mel for thinking in this way, given what she has said of her history of Lil, and given Lil's actions against her.


What concerns her is the implicit statement of Mel's words. She was willing to let herself die as well, if Lil would go out with her. Did this mean that she was suicidal, or simply did not care if she lived or not?


Faith had been there before too, countless times. She had at one point even done her damnedest to get her friend and eventual lover, Angel, to kill her, simply to end the chaos within her soul. If Mel were willing now to die...this was something Faith wanted to know and monitor, to help her with, if she could. But now did not seem the time.


So many kids in this school. So many stories....and somehow Faith managed to tangle herself up in every single one of them. She really WAS getting soft.


Standing slowly, she made her way back into the party, going back to Macal's side, and slipped her arm into his, dragging him aside to dance. On impulse she stretched up to kiss him before leaning her head into his chest, whispering up to him.


"Let's get out of here... can we get one day without anyone under 21 somewhere, sometime soon?"
 
Liza dressed as a clown? *He can't help but laugh at the thought of her father crawling up the walls to get away from her* Oh that is something I have to see..But where did she get a clown costume from, the kid might be a princess but she's kind of broke, I don't see her parents giving her money..Anyway how come this academy doesn't make us..mainly girls where those sexy school girl uniforms? You would look hot in one of those, knee highs and a little bow in your hair. *He's snickers and prepares to run* How about we put that in the suggestion box...Note to self find a suggestion box or make one then stuff it with suggestions saying Sheena needs to wear a sexy school girl uniform.


*Mac closes his arms around her and slowly glides with her* Finally I'll pack up everything you get the kids..Wait you mean like a vacation or a weekend don't you? Dang this place is beginning to wear thin on my nerves, thought that little show was the last straw for you but I should have known better, you're far to strong willed to want to leave this place for good..Hey you ever been sking? I've always wanted to try it and there is a mountain perfect for it thousands of miles away from this place where we can clear our heads...Or I know of a Motel 6 about 20 miles from here with a heated pool. *He smirks at his wife* By the way my foolish hounds are running around as human kids, they think that I'm so thick that I didn't notice it but they were playing with Liza and even though they are tens of thousands years old they are still just kids compared to their elders, so I'm letting it slide I was hoping you would to.
 
"Well, I haven't seen the clown costume...I just heard her threatening to get one," Sheena shrugged. "My guess is she's gonna put on six layers of polka dotted t-shirts with pajama pants with flowers on them, put streamers on her head, color her nose red, and clomp around in Macal's shoes. Which would be scary enough."


She glares when Alex suggests his preferred new look for her, her ears reddening even at the thought of herself in such a get-up. By the time he starts talking about a suggestion box, she rares back her fist and socks him in the upper arm, then in the ribs without pulling the punch.


"Don't you dare! Not funny, dumbass, now go get your stinky pervy butt in the shower so we can go, already!"


**


"Duh, I said one day, that's not forever, is it?" Faith rolled her eyes, then laughed. "Do the math, genius man."


She pulls back a little, looking up at him with her face screwing up into a slightly offended expression as she shakes her head, scoffing. "You're damn straight, I'm more strong willed than that, you think something that dumb would make me leave? After dealing with dead kids showing up every few days and ghosts threatening to rape people? It would take a little more than that to make me run with my tail between my legs."


She hooked her hands back around his neck again, resuming her slightly provocative dancing against him as she continues. "No, I just wanna get away...maybe a day with you and me and kids, then a day with just us. Or vice versa, then we can be all mellowed out for the girls the next day," she smirks, insinuative. "So let's go with a "both and" approach here..."


Laughing at his information about the hounds, Faith shakes her head again. "Are they keeping her un-bored enough to stay out of trouble? I doubt it, but hey, if she's having fun and keeping somewhat out of my hair doing it, more power to them."
 
Oh come on you would be gorgeous in one of those uniforms, of course you would be gorgeous in a potato sack in my opinion*Alex showers for a second time and comes back out holding his arms out in front of Sheena.* Well is the second shower the charm? You should feel lucky I wouldn't shower back to back for a normal girl, but because of your enhance senses I don't want to repel you..Although I personally think you were just smelling this room, which is why I'll open the windows so while we're out it can air out. So what now? You want to go into town maybe get a bite to eat or mini golf..Man is there one around here I haven't done that in ages!


*Mac edging Faith and him towards the door his intention is to subtly leave the room unnoticed.* The girls and us..Well you know Sheena won't leave wiithout Alex, so that means it's you, the girls, myself and Alex..Still I think we can make this work, with Sheena and Alex there, we won't need a S.H.I.E.L.D escort for Liza, make a weekend of it. Spend one day with them..then the next is all ours. Now just need to decide where it is we can go.
 
"Better, much," Sheena declared after an experimental sniff, circling around him as though to be sure before giving an approving nod. "Next time maybe I'll just have to come in with you and scrub you down myself, seems like you're out of practice."


She grinned, even as she blushed and looked down after having said this. For Sheena, flirting and sexual innuendo is still sometimes a new thing for her, an experimentation, and though she is pretty sure Alex will always take it well, she herself is sometimes surprised by herself.


"Mini golf? What is that, golf for midgets?" she asked, genuinely having never participated in this. She gestures up and down herself as she starts to walk towards his door to leave. "Maybe you haven't noticed but I'm not even Faith-sized short, let alone Liza-sized short. So they might count me out of that one."


**


Once Faith gets what Macal is trying to do, she abandons "subtle" and just takes his hand, walking out with her usual bold strides and calling out over her shoulder to Flower and the rest of the party with a wave. "We're heading out, bye and happy birthday, thanks for the invite and everything, nice to meet the people I met, see you later!"


As they're walking through the door she smirks at Macal, raising an eyebrow. "And you were gonna be rude and just walk out without a goodbye, a proper king like you?"


Again hooking her arm through his, she nods in response to his suggestion about their weekend. "That sounds great. Key word there, "sounds." The last three times or so we planned something like that, was about the time Sheena decided to kill her sister and vampires started dropping out the wazoo and rapist ghosts turned up and little girls started killing each other. So we'll see if we can actually go through with it this time...actually let's just go home, grab them all, and leave to make sure we will. Sound good?"
 
*Alex's eyes open wide when Sheena says she doesn't know what mini golf is* Are you kidding? You've never played Mini Golf? Oh my poor baby you've been robbed of a vital childhood experience. *He grabs his tablet and pulls up images and video of people playing mini golf.* See doesn't this look fun? Now lets see if there is a course close by...No? Aww man the closet one is a few hundred miles away oh well maybe some other time. *He looks down at the tablet disappointed as he sits it back on his desk.* This sucks I was really hoping to show you something new..Something you've never done before.


*Mac smirks at Faith as they leave.* Why should I say anything as a King it's my right to snub people if I like..besides that was hardly a party it was a long boring snore fest with cake, so formal and snobbish these are the kind of people that allow all the drama in this academy happen and now I'm suppose to smile and be polite to them..I don't think so. *As they make their way to the long hall to their quarters, seeing the walls covered with writing and stuffed animals everywhere. He can't help but shake his head and laugh* Handy work of the little mouse and friends I take it. *Holding Faith with one arm around her waist he waves his free hand in front of him, cleaning the walls and sending the stuffed toys back neatly into Liza's room.* I know I should have made her and the hounds clean this up but aren't we in a hurry to leave? Let's not even pack we can just buy whatever we need when we get there..So grab the mouse I'll call Alex I bet Sheena is with him. Pull the car out front and we can get out of here.
 
"No...but I'm surprised you did. A social activity that didn't involve like gigabytes or something?" Sheena teased lightly as she peers over his shoulder at the tablet. Observing for a few moments, she raises a skeptical eyebrow. "This looks lame. This looks just like golf only easier. I'm not playing some game where I have to wear a collared shirt and doofy hat and people are too lazy to walk around."


But when Alex seems truly disappointed that they don't have easy access, she relents, sighing as she slips onto one of his knees, balancing back against him. "Um...if you really, really want to do this dorky lame thing...we can always track down Liza and get her to teleport us. She might want to stay then, but I can probably bribe her not to somehow."


"Yeah, no kidding, no one was even dancing the fun way," Faith agreed. "Oh well, I think we were pretty polite, right? Totally well-behaved, considering it was us. Almost saints, really."


And she was genuinely serious in saying so; to her, she had been admirably self-restrained.


As Faith rounds the corner with Macal, seeing Liza's mess still strewn all over the place, Liza herself nowhere to be found, she shakes her head, snickering as she watches the stuffed animals disappear. "I know one thing, babe, you damn well better hope none of those "friends" of hers got lost in transit 'cause if even one of the fifty are missing when she goes looking for them, she's gonna have a conniption."


Just then Liza comes clomping out the front door. She is wearing a pink cheerleader streamer on her head, has colored her nose red with Sharpie marker, and is wearing a polka dot shirt with striped pajama bottoms, with two jumpropes meant to be suspenders draped over her shoulders, Macal's shoes on her feet, so large she is tripping and thrusting them off her feet with every step. Still, she beams up at them.


"Hi! I am choosing what my career is gonna be I think!"


Faith just stares. "Is this my child here?"


"You're so silly, Mama," Liza informs her with complete seriousness as she attempts to clomp past Macal. "You guys look pretty and stuff but I'm still mad at you 'cause of the party. But guess what. I had my very own anyway only it was for Greeny Big Horn. But it was funner I bet."
 
*Mac just shakes his head.* That's right she's "Your" child and don't you forget it, no way she gets that goofy stuff from my side of the family and what the hell? She is not going to be a clown as a career, I'm putting my foot down on that..It won't be in my 400 dollar shoes since she's running around in them but it's still down..Clowns creep me out, I rather share a hot tub with a hairy Italian Vampire that's eating a tub of garlic hot wings then be around clowns..So lets clean her up and get Sheena and Alex and get out of here before something comes up. *As they walk in Zeus and Tyrant back in hound from laying in the corner look up at him but he gives them a look and again shakes his head.* Fine you can come too and you two mutts aren't fooling anyone.


*Back in Alex's room, he puts the tablet down and wraps his arms around Sheena, smiling again.* Mini golf is not lame..you're lame for not liking it. And maybe yeah I'll ask Liza to go but not teleport, I hate that, she did that to me earlier and I felt like my guts where in my throat afterwards, I'll drive or fly whatever I'll get us there. And it will be epic and you'll love it. *Alex doesn't do a lot of stuff low tech so the idea of him just playing mini golf really excites him.* So no mini-golf, how about a walk by the lake?
 
"Dude, who's the one who used to wear goofy hats with feathers? When the hell have I ever worn something that lame? My fashion style has always been black, red, slinky, hot, jeans, tank top, etc etc, you never see me putting on anything as ridiculous as your or YOUR kid come up with," Faith poked him in the ribs, laughing. "She gets that from you! It's your stuff she's wearing, isn't it?"


"And anyway," she adds as they open the door to their living quarters, letting Tyrant and Zeus in ahead of them, "vampires don't eat garlic, that's just common sense. They don't eat at all...do garlic hot wings even exist?"


Still standing in the doorway, she calls out to Liza, who is now scampering past, "Pip, come here, we're gonna come do something fun!"


As Liza comes running back, Faith snags her around the waist, holding her upside down. "Bath time. Gotcha, sucker."


"Mama!!!" Liza said indignantly as Faith carried her to the bathroom, swinging her from side to side playfully, dimpling at Macal over her head.


"I didn't say WHEN we were doing the fun stuff. Bath time is first."


**


"Well we'd have to drive or something if Liza won't take us," Sheena reminds him, before a new idea comes to her. "Unless I wolf out and run and you ride on my back...eh, that's kinda...beneath my dignity a bit," she realizes as soon as the mental image of this comes to her thoughts. "Oh well, yeah, we can walk then."


Turning, she hugs him back, briefly nuzzling her cheek against his before pulling back and taking his hand.


(have an idea for new villain, in the process of developing it)
 
*Mac laughs at Liza getting carried away.* Yeah scrub the mouse behind the ears I can see corn trying to grow there. *He taps his commbadge to call Alex and Sheena.* Hey you two what to get the hell out of dodge for a few days, Faith needs a break so we're thinking about going skiing or something, don't even bother packing we're going to buy what we need on the road.


*Alex listens to Macal and smiles at Sheena, they were just thinking about doing something and all he came up with was a walk by the lake but skiing would be kind of cool with the exception he's never been being from California he's a surfer not a skier. Still it all sounds like fun.* What do you say Sheena want to go it's up to you.


*Mac knows this is a no brainer they'll go* We're leaving in about an hour as soon as the Mouse is all cleaned up and dressed.
 
"I don't got corn!!! Mama I do not either got corn! Just cake!!! JUST CAKE AND MARKERS!" Liza bellowed as Faith disappeared into the bathroom with her, provoking Faith's laughter.


"Yeah, that's the purpose of a bath, you little piqsqueak."


She begins the process of filling the tub and struggling to get Liza out of her clothes, as Liza continues to pout and protest half-heartedly now. Beneath the "clown" pajamas is her bathing suit, and as Faith raises her eyebrows at her, Liza explains.


"I might be a superhero maybe. And they wear stuff like this. Only black or blue or red, not pink. So I think I need a new one, maybe."


**


Sheena has lived around snow for most of her life, having grown up in Hammond, New York, but she had never been skiing before. The thought is an intriguing one to her; what with the height of the slopes and ski lift and the process of speeding downhill at a breakneck pace, it can't possibly be less than thrilling in her eyes. Even the thought of faceplanting repeatedly isn't enough to deter her as her face lights up in a grin, and she grabs Alex's hand, forcibly turning him back towards the academy as she takes his telebadge and answers Macal back for him.


"Hey, Dad, yeah, we're coming. We'll meet you at the front entrance, okay?"


Turning back to Alex, still grinning, she says slyly, "We're gonna keep track of who eats it in the snow the most. Bets are on you."


(Um...is anyone even IN this rp anymore?! Because if not...I still want it to go on, and I'll just make a similar version of my own and reopen it to everyone...)
 
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