Getadelt wird wer Schmerzen kennt vom Feuer das die Haut verbrennt [One-Off RP]

[wallofjericho]

There is a girl at the Main Gauche, newly through the Rift and more than a little surly, and who wouldn't be? It wasn't like she wasn't in the middle of saving the world or anything.

And she doesn't even have her Eva anymore. That really gets to her, and, of course, stupid Shinji is probably hogging all the glory now that she's gone.

They'll miss her. They had better miss her. Of course, the self-deprecating part of her thinks that they're probably celebrating that that bitch Asuka is gone and they don't have to put up with her whining and competitive attitude and her... General Asuka-ness.

She's sitting under a tree (a tree "belonging" to a specific angel, to be specific) with her knees drawn up to her chest and sulking, which is what she's prone to do when she gets into a mood.

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[comedownthisroad]

"Freak?" Tay asks, then laughs rather hard. "Yeah, if there was only one of me, I'd be a freak. But most of the people in this place have wings, and there are thousands all over the country."

She reaches out quickly, angel quick, grabs Asuka by the front of her shirt with one hand, and easily lifts her up to thump her back (gently but firmly) against the trunk of the tree. "So, yeah, I think 'more evolved' would just about cover it."

[thinkingerman.livejournal.com]

Okay, that's a bit unexpected, and Asuka won't hide the fact that she's impressed (and scared, but she won't admit that).

"God, this world is crazy!" She scowls, because that's the only reaction she can have to any of that. Not like hers was any better- fourteen-year-old giant mecha pilots, what? "Okay, fine. You can have your stupid tree. You want to let go of me now? What are you anyway?"

There's an answer that's going to make her hair stand on in. As previously mentioned, angels in her world? Aren't exactly human-shaped.

[comedownthisroad]

"I'm an angel," Tay says, rolling her eyes. "Wings, superior strength, speed, and reflexes, a bit of a sixth sense, and a calling that we don't get to choose, and like it or not, I'm stuck in this demon-infested dump."

She doesn't mean that. She actually rather likes the Gauche, after all this time, and has friends here. But she's in a bad mood and trying to make an impression.

But she sets the younger girl down and, without a pause, jumps up rather impressively to perch on one of the lower branches. "You gonna keep asking questions, pipsqueak?"

[thinkingerman.livejournal.com]

Asuka doesn't actually get a chance to react to the revelation that she's an angel before she lets her go, but once Tay does, she whirls around, her eyes wide and focused on the tree.

"An angel?" She gapes, shaking her head. "That's impossible. Angels don't..." She stops, because this is just a fierce reminder that this isn't her world. "Angels are the enemy where I come from and they didn't look like you. They were monsters."

She plants her hands on her hips, deigning to ignore the pipqueak comment. "I used to hunt them," she says proudly. Yes, like this should make Tay cower in fear. Fear Asuka, the Mighty Angel Hunter.