<div align="center"><span class="bbc_u"><strong>Saturday, January 11th - 7:10am</strong></span><br/><em>The Cathedral, Out front</em></div><hr/><div class="floatleft">(https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/3/3b/Vedaa_Arsenal.png)</div><strong>WHO:</strong>Antigone Ray Shanae Ellington (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=316749.msg15306250#msg15306250)<br/><strong>WEARING:</strong>Armored in Steel and Gold, black skirt and calf-high flex-steel war boots<br/><strong>DOING:</strong>Arriving<br/><strong>NOTE:</strong>Sunrise is still almost an hour away, 7:52 am.<br/><strong>TAGGING:</strong>Open, Marley<br/><hr/><br/>She told him to back off, and what did he do? Declared himself drawn to her stank, and Crazy about her. Sensory overload, he moved too quickly for her to even differentiate his current position and the next, there were suddenly four. They kissed her and it was very awkward. She offered a nod at his question, she could agree to that. Then he was gone.<br/><br/>Her mind whirled as it became clear he wasn't there to consume her processing.<em>Can he really become four or more people?</em>She wondered if that were speed, or if later she was going to get trained, one right after the other, or all at the same time. A shiver ran through her, a shiver that she could not define, anticipation or trepidation. She wasn't sure if she could handle his obsessive behavior now that they were apart and her brain began working again. She looked to her sword, but that would be next to useless, as she would never touch him.<br/><br/>She stepped over to the bike, if he became a problem she needed an answer, or at least a plan. Taking the sword from her belt she hung it in the air, her helmet hung over the pommel. Seeing the socket set she lifted two out, heavy and solid. Spinning the two in circles over her palm she processed her situation. He acted like some of the frat boys from Kappa Delta Ki back what a hundred years ago? Was it really just five years ago, as a freshman being invited to the party. Fourteen years old and nineteen days on campus, he thought she just looked young. He didn't know what 'No' meant, but she hadn't led him on. It was no from the beginning. Hell, with Barry it had been 'ok, if that is the price of admission' from the start, and by the end, it was 'meet me in the showers clothes off'.<br/><br/>As the sockets whirred enough to blur in her sight and hum discordant to each other, she began to smile. Michael had the answer. It would take some prep, but hopefully she had enough time. Hopefully she would not need it. Hope for the best, prepare for the worst. She didn't like the idea, it would probably be lethal. She wanted him, she was feeling a bit possessive, obsessive. The sockets slowed then nestled in her palm. Not good. With deliberate care, she unbelted her scabbard and hung it on the hanging sword. After this, she stood at ease, formal military at ease, and she waited for another. Someone would eventually come out. She was ready, after all, they needed her, and she needed here.