Green Defender #9Salt In The Wounds Part 3
I sigh, leaning back on the tree and looking up into the sky. The sun and moon have gotten closer to each other, almost like they're jockeying for position or something. I look to my side and see Sugar sitting and leaning against the tree herself.
"...Y'know," I finally say, "the more I think about it, the more I realise just how many times this has happened. It's like a running gag. I watched Dr. Randals die, I watched you die. Hell, I came real close to watching Cassie die when Haphephobia stuck her on that rooftop...I just watch people die."
I hear Sugar sigh. "...Silly doofus. What were you gonna do, blast Throttle? You know the kinda blast that would've been required to stop her."
"I know," I reply, "but I still let you die."
Sugar sighs again, sounding exasperated. "You know, this is the WORST purgatory EVER. I honestly have to listen to you moan on and on about this was all your fault for all eternity?"
I glare at her angrily.
Starslip #3A Date To Dismember Part 2
"...Pardon?" I ask, trying not to make my voice TOO squeaky.
Olette sighs, clearly flustered. "Okay, here's the thing: There's this girl, Charlotte? I've been trying to get her to notice me for like EVER, and she doesn't even know I exist! I just know if she started paying attention to me that she'd like me!"
"Ohhh," I say, starting to get it. "So wait, how is seeing you with me going to get her attention?"
"Because, you've got this whole 'mysterious hottie transfer' thing going," Olette explains. "If she sees I got a date with you, it'll totally get her interested."
I blink, knowing full well that I've now had my turn being the tomato. "...I'm a mysterious hottie transfer? Seriously?"
"Please!" Olette begs, looking me in the eye with those sad and desperate eyes. "Just do this one thing for me, and I swear I'll keep your secret and I'll never bother you again!"
I look at those eyes of hers. I know them all too well, those eyes that tell
Green Defender #8Salt In The Wounds Part 2
My eyes blink open as I sit up with a start. I take in the surroundings, immediately recognising the park just outside Mosswood High. The sky looks bizarre with both the sun and moon up, both coloured green.
"Dreaming..." I say aloud. "I've gotta be dreaming."
I get to my feet and spin around, seeing a familiar cyan-haired girl leaning against a tree and looking up at the moon. She looks peaceful, the kind of girl who doesn't have a care in the world...just like she did when I first met her.
"...Sugar..." I whisper.
Sugar smiles warmly at me. "Been a while since we were here, hasn't it?"
I shake my head. "No. You're not real. It's Salt trying to trick me."
Sugar frowns sadly, pushing off of the tree. "Geoffrey...Why are you so angry?"
Suddenly, the sun begins to grow, the moon glowing brighter in its shine. Dark clouds form overhead, and I can hear the roar of thunder from far off. Even the ground is beginning to shake.
Starslip #2A Date To Dismember Part 1
I sigh, looking down at my notebook. I'm supposed to be jotting down notes from what my science teacher is saying. Problem is, I've already gone over all this stuff before, and even if I hadn't, I'm way too depressed to focus on what's being said, so instead the page I'm opened to is covered in little stars and GD logos.
I was just getting used to the idea that it'd just be me and Geoffrey now, taking it to the streets, beating up bad guys, saving innocent pedestrians. Now it's just me for a few days while Geoff has to go on a mission where he's working for a liar to save one accidental murderer from being intentionally murdered by another accidental murderer. In other words, WORST MISSION EVER.
Oh, but the good news is that I get a new fake identity, Sasha Rose, and a whole new school to enroll in...an all girls school. Of course, on the plus side, no boys. Normally, boys are fine, but right now, I just do not need them.
The bell rings for b
Green Defender #7Salt In The Wounds Part 1
"So, is it really a holy sword?"
Liz looks back at me, looking surprised. "Yes. It's the sword of an arch angel. Of course it's a holy sword."
I lean back in my chair in the League training room as Liz continues her daily refining of her swordsmanship. It's really no doubt as to why she's the leader: Strength, intelligence, will, she has us beat in all of those departments.
"Sorry, I just..." I start to say, trying to be careful how to word this. "...Well, I just find it weird you so easily accept this. I mean, weren't you an atheist before you found the sword? And then, just like that, you change completely?"
"That's right," Liz replies, not even slowing her training a little. "All it takes is one day to change your whole life. I mean, you should know that better than most."
I sigh, looking down at my gloved hands. "Yeah, I guess I do...Just one day..."
I frown, looking back on that
Green Defender #6Afraid To Touch Part 7
I peek around the hall. Sure enough, there's a guard patrolling this hallway, and if I'm not mistaken, he's holding an AK. Wonderful, this maniac not only has a group of hired goons, but he managed to round up assault rifles for them.
The sad thing is that I know I could get past him. It would be so easy to just slink around and tap him in the neck or something, and he'd go down. The problem is, he'd never get back up again after that. That's something I just don't do. And Haphephobia knows that. For whatever reason, he's obsessed with either killing me or getting me to kill. That's why he's running this 'experiment' with me.
Easing back around the corner, I wince as I feel something in my left boot. OF COURSE, how could I have forgotten they were there? But then, it goes to show how well hidden they are, and thus I VERY carefully remove my boot, thankfully made of the same material as my gloves, my toes curled around one of the throwing darts I'
Starslip #1Afraid To Touch Part 5
"Geoffrey?!" I yell over the mic. "Geoffrey, talk to me, dammit!"
Dammit. Something's happened to Geoffrey, I just know it. I look over at my costume, lying on a chair. I should go help him, I know I should...Then I feel my neck at the spot where Haphephobia stabbed me the other night. No, he'd want me to stay here...
A bleep on the screen turns my attention back to the burning building. Fire trucks have arrived on the scene, but they don't seem to be putting the building out at all. In fact, it looks like it's getting worse, and the radio intercepts transmissions suggesting there are civilians in there. And I have a bad feeling in my stomach that GD won't be saving the day this time.
I look to my costume again. Finally, after a few moments of mental debate, I float up out of my chair, phase out of my clothes, then grab my costume and phase into it, putting on my mask last.
"Sorry Geoffrey," I say to myself and I fly out through an open window in