Betting Pool Shenanigans

[not_a_prize]

[1]
[In whichever base Peola currently is not patrolling around you would find a gathering of various Unity Group personnel.]

"Taking bets! Taking bets! Put 'em down here and we'll see who's the big winner!'

[It seems that there's a betting pool under way... and the subject matter in question?]

-PEOLA RELATIONSHIP BETTING POOL-

[A collapsible board with the words, photos of the potentials and their odds along with the money bet on them were there. It wasn't surprising to see the suitors that everyone knew of to be pretty low on the pool, but there were also people from the Unity Group there too! Not just that but other familiar names like Max Jenius as well!]

[Say something about the pool/React to your presence on the board as well as your odds?]

[2]
[Meanwhile, the Princess in question just paused, looking confused and irritated at the same time.]

Do you ever get the weird and overwhelming urge to punch your friends for some reason because you think they might be doing something stupid?

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[keep_your_dignity]

[After a few minutes, Kagura is wheezing and breathing heavier. The mind is sharp as ever, and the cold anger in those eyes doesn't even flicker, but she's weak and damaged and honestly mostly holding to life through sheer stubbornness at the best of times, and she can't keep any kind of exertion up for long.

However, a quick look towards the board tells her it's already burned beyond recovery. She can't tell these people the why with this idiot trying to swat her, either - that'll have to wait until she can get to a terminal and send a message. And so she begins backing up, still in full alert for a lunge - from Jen or the other (by now pretty bewildered) people around the room.]

[a_monetized_mind]

[Jen makes a lunge, alright-for the fire extinguisher! "Tinkerbell" is the first target, not the actual fire nearby. There's an opening as Jen fetches and preps the tool, but once it's ready the extinguisher's blast is gonna be hard to dodge.]

[keep_your_dignity]

[Knowing full well what Jen is about to do before she even grabs the extinguisher, Kagura is well out of the blast area when the courier shoots, exerting herself. Same with the second and third burst of foam. But she can't take all this, she's wheezing in exhaustion, and is forced to breathe deeply as she moves between the streams.



And, well. If you've ever inhaled near an extinguisher you probably know how clammy that feels on the lungs. Now multiply that by smaller lungs and utterly shot respiratory system, and Kagura goes down to the ground, coughing her guts out with a painful cough that sounds rather like a facehugger is devouring the insides of her throat.]

[a_monetized_mind]

...At least now that's over...

[Jen turns her attention to putting out the smoldering ashes of the odds table. No sense blasting the tiny fairy any more, after all.

While Jen may not realize who she just threw into a coughing fit, other people do, and any not otherwise occupied redshirts quickly start buzzing around Kagura to make sure she's okay.]

Kagura? Kagura? KAGURAAAAAA!

[keep_your_dignity]

[The little fairy just directs a look of such utter fury with her tear-filled eyes at anyone trying to help her that even in her current state, most of them freeze. The area actually visibly crackles with lightning for an instant as the radiation from the ridiculous amount of energy that Kagura outputs ionizes the air.

It takes her a couple minutes of wheezing to get herself back in control of her own respiratory system, but she stubbornly gets up, floating wobblingly and directing a despective look at the people in the room, stopping especially on the person who shouted.

You people don't get to call her "Kagura". She's Major Kagura to you lot. No matter how small and weak she is.

And with that, she turns, to begin floating out of the room. All of the security officers in this room will get a very serious telling off some time later]