AngelWingsCh68'A Yeoman Amazed/Shocked

AngelWingsCh68'YeomanAmazed/Shocked

Angel Wings Ch 68 ‘A Yeoman Amazed’/'A Yeoman Shocked’
By keimanzero

AW Ch 68 ‘A Yeoman Amazed’/’A Yeoman Shocked’



Wow!Mar’s been injured and now that worst of all combat weapons is almost in Zorin’s cronies’ hands- Gundams! Almost as terrifying as the ‘God Guns’ or the Angels’ new toy- the r– whoops! I almost let the neko outta the sack folks! This chapter will put two close tomos at loggerheads with each other and nai it ain’t Vacuumhead and Firebrand either! Some old tomos returned and the Boss decides to head for Onsokamaru! Who’s in sick bay and how did she end up there? Why is Yuri Donovan furious? Who are the newbies? Did the truckers succeed?

ANGEL WINGS

DISCLAIMER: OK Gina darlin’, it’s all yours. First I wanna thank Mr T for the use of his Angels and stuff. Then I wanna thank everyone else who has been allowing us to use their creations here like Thom Beers for the use of his ice road truckers Hugh, Drew, Rick, Eric, Alex and Bear. I took the liberty of naming the 3WA academy in Furool City on Shimougou after Mr Haruka Takachiho in honour of his creations- the Angels. How was that, Yuri? Great, kiddo. Oh hai it sure was, Kei! Now since we left ya up in the air last time let’s get to Ch 68 without any further meandering, shall we? Why is Zack Zero back and oro does he want with Suba Marina Oki? Can Mandy keep her big mouth shut? A hint re the titles- Aw do ya expect me to spoil it for ya? Oro does this all mean? We’ll find out momentarily gang. The Boss Red Marshall’s on the warpath again! Here ’tis:-

CHAPTER 68

‘A Yeoman Amazed’ or ‘A Yeoman Shocked’

“Give it back, Odo and anything else you just grabbed off Lady Gina.” ordered the Dark Knight while a tall red-headed woman in brown tunic and breeches looked on amusedly. A sulking dwarf handed over a wristchromo. weapons sash, blaster, wallet, fanny pack, a few medals and a pair of rhomboid comlink earrings. Gina Phillips was thunderstruck.



“He only touched his lips to my glove and I’ve only been here a few seconds!” she cried. Rebecca smiled and pulled Gina inside the suite. Mar, Jett and Spike followed then in and Ivy hit the door release. Rebecca extended her hand to Gina.

“Hi. I’m Rebecca, you’ve already met our Odo and the big galoot’s Ivanhoe or Ivy for short. (Becky whispered into Gina’s ear) May I ask you a personal question, Honey?” said the taller woman.

“I guess so.” replied Gina nervously.

“Were you wearing a Kelly green ‘fundashi’ (a warrior’s loincloth) underneath your fuku (clothing or outfit)?” asked Becky producing the garment much to Gina’s astonishment.

“How on Earth did he get that off without my noticing it?” demanded the ‘Angel2’s new yeoman. Becky chuckled.

“Odo never ceases to amaze us with his talents. For the first week or so be careful around him, however, once he gets to know you it’ll be OK. He is a good tomodachi? Isn’t that your people’s word for a steadfast friend? (Gina nodded) Let me show you to your room, kiddo. You’ll be in with me, Mooney (Sailor Moon) and her scouts but for now it’s just us. The kids are all in quarantine downstairs- mumps, so we’ll have some peace and quiet for a few more days at least.” said Becky. Mar motored her antigrav chair over to them.

“You seem like you’re in good hands, Phil so we’ll get you kitted out in the morning. I’m a little bit tired so Jett’s going to take me home. I’m one level down on three. I’m sure Becky will lend you some night things. (Becky smiled and nodded) OK then I’ll see you ashita (tomorrow), kid. G’Night. Night Becky.” yawned Mar and Jett flew her out of the suite.

“See you all tomorrow. Night.” said Spike and he followed Jett and Mar. Becky motioned Gina into their bedroom and slid the door closed behind them.

“Now! You just gotta tell me, Phil. Why the damned fundashi?” asked Becky and she began pulling out pajamas, slippers and a kimono for Gina. The yeoman sighed.

“It was a bet, a dare, Becky. Sharon Reese, one of the ‘Liberator’s crew challenged me to play her in a game of ‘kosho’ (A game featured on the ancient Terran TV series ‘The Prisoner’ in 1967) and the loser had to wear that thing. Guess who lost?” said Gina ruefully.

“My oh my! How embarrassing for you!” said Becky and Gina grinned at her.

“Oh you don’t know the half of it! For the first week I had to wear it on the outside! I only got to wear it on the inside for the rest of the month.” explained Gina who had removed her dress blacks and now stood in front of the redhead in a black halter and racy red bikini briefs.

“Well you don’t have to wear it anymore. Here’s a pair of pajamas for you, some mules and a pastel pink kimono. (She glanced at her wristchromo) It’s barely 2300 (11 PM). You don’t want to turn in yet, do you? Let’s go for a stroll on the decks. OK?” said Becky hopefully.

“OK maybe a short one. I am really kind of tired, Becky.” replied Gina.

“Great! Let’s find you something comfy to wear. (Becky opened the armoire) You like red?” she asked and Gina nodded. Ten minutes later and Gina looked like a changed ’shojo’ (girl or maiden). She wore a bright scarlet pantsuit and a canary yellow turtleneck. On her feet were black loafers. Becky was shaking a finger at her.

“Uh uh! Not yet, kiddo. You ain’t completely dressed you know.” admonished Rebecca. Gina checked her reflection in the mirror and frowned.

“I’m completely dressed dammit!” she fumed angrily. Beck chuckled, reached underneath her red blazer and adjusted a shoulder harness and holster around her new roomie’s chest. Then she slid Gina’s laser pistol into the holster and zipped up Gina’s blazer.

“That is one of the two things that’ll get your ass into hot water quickr than lightning. One is leaving your quarters unarmed whether you’re on duty or not and the other is showing up late for duty. Now that you’re dressed for action, let’s go.” said Becky and slid her own Mark XII disruptor pistol into her side holster. Gina ‘oohed’ and ‘ahhed’ at all of the marvelous wonders of the immense vessel. She had never seen its like before. Small wonder since this ‘Angel’ was the prototype for the other two. When they reached Level Five Becky pointed out the brig cellblock down a long side corridor.

“Sorry Phil but we ain’t allowed down that way. It’s some special prisoner and word is he’s as looney as a jaybird. He calls himself the ‘Shadow Master’ for God’s sake! C’mon. Follow me because I want to show you something really special.” said the healer. She led Gina down an opposite side hallway to a small alcove at the terminus of which was a concealed door. Becky quickly punched in a keypad code and whispered ‘Asgard’ into a hidden vidmike. Suddenly a panel of the wall slid aside to reveal a narrow spiral staircase leading up. Gina was puzzled.

“Why don’t we just use the lift, Becky?” she asked. Becky had already mounted the staircase.

“Can’t. This is the only way to get up to Level Six. Hurry up, slowpoke.” chortled the redhead from above.

At the top of the stairs were two long corridors made entirely of gleaming Kelvinite. One led to starboard or right while the other led to port or left. Even floors and ceilings were composed of the shiny metallic alloy which was a thousand times stronger than steel and a hundred times harder than adamite or diamond. Gina stared down both corridors.

“Gad! It looks like a bloody damned tunnel, Rebecca! What the Hell’s it doing here?” she cried touching a hand to the cold wall. Becky fired up a cheroot and grinned.

“You have no doubt heard the scuttlebut about the legendary ‘God Gun’ we are supposed to possess?” asked Becky impishly. Gina laughed and took the cigarette offered to her.

“Of course. We’ve all heard of that red herring. Nobody believes it you know.” replied Gina Phillips taking a drag on her smoke. Becky blew a smoke ring and dropped her voice slightly.

“You’re standing inside of it, kid.” she said quietly. Gina’s orbs became like saucers.

“Oro (What)! If that were true, it’d be as long as this entire starship!” yelled Phil.

“About a mile or so and half as wide. The gunports are at the bow and look like cameras, lights or something. It shoots shiny lightning blasts which are made by that thing down there.” explained the redhead and she pointed towards the ship’s stern end. Gina looked and her aizu (eyes) goggled in wonderment.

“A plasma bolt generator? But it’s o- so big! That means that this thing must be as powerful as Hell!” she said in awe.

“You sure got that right, sister. Lady Donovan told me that on its very lowest setting it could easily vaporize Terra’s Luna (Earth’s moon). It’s only been used a handful of times- with disastrous results. Everyone’s glad that Lord Dooku chickened out and they didn’t have to fire it again. Confidentially the Boss is dead sure that it was the mere threat of this thing that got the old fool to change his mind and abandon Lord Oakenshield. (She glanced at her wristchromo) Time we were getting back home. With our trigger-happy sentinels I sure as Hell don’t want to be wandering around these decks after midnight. Let’s go down to the bar for a quick night cap or two.” said Becky. She stuck the cheroot back in her mouth and stood aside for Gina to precede her down the stairwell.

Midnight found them both at the bar sipping ‘pink ladies’ and chatting. Becky introduced Gina to a very tall knight in full Middle Ages Terran chain mail who was tending bar. Becky glanced around the huge rec room.

“Where’s Ivy, Lord Falco?” she asked and held up her empty glass.

“Belowdecks swapping war stories with Torg and Oakenshield, Becky. Odo, Ojou and that pooch (Fuji) of hers are down there with him. Hey, who’s your nrew friend?” asked ‘Crybaby’ Prince John’s captain of the Royal Guard.

“Gina Phillips. She’s replacing Mari Oki as the Boss’s yeoman. Mari’s gone back to Zachie Zero again and his ‘Liberator’. She took a demotion or two back to lieutenant but I don’t think she gives a damn about that. Gina’s only an Ensign but she’s an ‘acting’ looey so behave yourself. One more for the road, milord. I’m on scanner watch tomorrow.” said Becky tossing her cheroot stub into a passing cleaner droid.

“Yeoman to Reds? Poor kid eh?” he chortled while refilling Becky and Gina’s glasses.

“A toast. Here’s to the beginning of a beautiful friendship, Lt Phillips.” said Becky and she downed her drink.

“Acting lieutenant. And here’s to a new friend, er–” stammered Gina and Becky giggled.

“It was Suba (Subaltern was a rank one below Captain and two above a Second Lieutenant) the last time I checked, Phil.” she laughed slinging her jacket over her shoulder.

“To Suba Rebecca.” finished Gina and she drained her glass. Then she too slung her jacket over her shoulder and supported by Becky they tottered towards the lift.

“Wow! Who was that dish, Falco?” asked Miroku the amourous and far from pious Buddhist monk.

“The Boss’s new yeoman, Father. Ensign Gina Philllips but she’s an acting second looey.” replied Falco.

“Is that so? Well good night, Falco.” he said and ambled towards the lift.

“Last call! Last call, ladies and gentlemen! I am closing up the bar, folks!” announced the knight.

Melissa, one of Louie’s ‘Rune Soldier’ treasure hunters was just about to retire to her bunk for the night when the suite’s klaxon chimed. She sighed aloud and reached for her kimono. A lady did not answer the door in her pajamas.

“Go on in to bed, Mel. I’ll get rid of whoever it is.” said a cheerful Gina.

“Yes?” she said to the guy in the hallway. Shorter than Falco, dark-haired and attired in a black and gold flightsuit the dude dropped to one knee.

“Dear Lady Gina. Will you please do me the honour of bearing my children?” he intoned quite seriously or so poor Gina thought anyway.

“What! How dare you, sir!” yelled Gina so loud that the very tall and gaunt older gentleman who had been introduced to her as Lord Mordred the wizard rushed into the living room, ignited laser sword in fist.

“What is it, lovely wench? Are you alright, my dear child?” he shouted and then he saw the black garbed figure at the door.

END of Ch 68. Ch 69 ‘Office Detail’ or ‘Prisoner Shiftings’ soon. Getting interesting eh? Wonder how our heroine’s gonna get outta this one? Read on and r/r/s away as always. Have a wunnerful day and sfn/sys/jm/Kami bless you all for your interest and assistance. Hooble-toodle-doo! Toodles tomos watashi-K&K

I dickered over this chapter’s titles. Let me know if I got ‘em right eh? Don’t our guys and gals play some cool practical jokes on each other? All in good-natured fun of course!

Hope ya had a happy and safe Kurisumasu and a nice Akeome. Dunno if the Japanese even celebrate it but the Angels do! 1 Jan is Flash Kei’s birthday!

Meri Kurasumasu to all of my tomodachis and may Kami bless you this holiday season. Akeome to everyone and here’s to a super 2010 my dear friends of anime.

PS- I really do appreciate all your loyalty and support over the years my tomos watashi all! And you can take that to the bank folks!-K&K

See ya next blog post. Toodles-K&K

This chapter brings me up to date. Then I have to wind up this one and think about my next one folks-K&K