the real slim shady | closed
easternwindvalley
Fly here, go there, blow this up: it all starts to get very boring and trite when you have to do it every thirty seconds. There are drones and jack-booted militiamen from the other city in excess, and itâs getting to be a real pain in the rear to knock them out with non-lethal force as opposed to just blast âem up. The former suggestion is, of course, thanks to a certain girl in red and white who is no longer here. Of course.
Well, Marisaâs looking at it this way: sheâs doing a lot of recycling. Her experiments arenât waste-free, after all. Shining vials are tossed and, after a short delay, explode in a smog-smothered light amidst the crowds.
<<Yâfigure theyâd be givinâ up against me by now â whoa, watch it!>> A bullet of the lead variety has just skimmed her ear, a narrow miss. <<Jeez, you guys have no sense of tact; didnât they teach you not to bring guns to a magic fight?>>
Itâs then she notices a familiar sight flying up on her, green hair wild with flight. Thereâs no time for a reunion, just the important stuff.
<<Hey, if youâre not the real Sanae, Iâll just have to vaporize you, got it? So ya better be able tâ answer my questions.>>
  Incidents happen in Hive City as well, it seems. Sanae would be lying if she said she wasnât at least a tiny bit excited about this, even though this emotion was currently buried underneath large amounts of worry and concern. The enemies seemed a lot more scary than anything she found in Gensokyo. Mostly because people in Gensokyo werenât out to explicitly kill you. But she digressed.Â
  It seemed she was a bit late to the party, everything was already in full swing. The upside down city in the sky, portals littering the districts, milita men and robots everywhere... and someone very familiar flying on a broomstick just up ahead. âMarisa!?â Sanae figured if Reimu was here and her intuition was right, then that had to be her... She sped up to the witch to confirm her hunch.
  âThank goodness youâre here! Not that I should be surprised, but- EEP!â A stray bullet just managed to sneak past her left shoulder. She instinctively swerved to the right and came face-to-bristles with the back of Marisaâs broom, knocking both of them off course. Another short yelp, followed by the spitting of tiny branches out of her mouth, and she sped up to fly in tandem with the magician.Â
  âUm, what do you mean, âthe real Sanaeâ?â


















