In between a Girl and a Woman is a Lady

"Awww, GEEZ! How long is this going to go on?"

Roy almost has the urge to go upstairs and praise his daughter until her face turns blue, just so the noise will stop. He's happy she's taken an interest in the arts, but couldn't it be a quieter art?

"At least it's not the drums!"

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"Until she gets good or gets bored." At the drum reference, she just smiles at him lovingly and very knowingly - not saying a word.

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This is Lian. She will get good, eventually, but she won't get bored. That means Roy simply gets to tough it out. To be honest, the noise is irritating, but he can't complain too much.

He closes the distance with his wife-- and the second door dividing the garage from the back door, and the freezer pantry-- and decides to take advantage of Lian's practice. He gives Donna a 'testing' kiss. "We get quiet time. AND she's not getting arrested, in trouble, or doing anything I did."

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"As quiet as it gets." The testing kiss is received very receptively. "You did a lot of things right. Some wrong doesn't change that."

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"A lot of 'right'," he agrees, smiling. "But the wrong? Phenomenal, at its best."

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Her fingers dance across his cheek. "I liked some of your mistakes. The candy apple red hair for that first Great Frog performance was kinda cute."

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"Really?" He'll remember that. That outfit wouldn't be hard to reproduce, and well, for the time, it was pretty snazzy; even if it screamed 'rebel rock'.

"But the hair is about a '2'. There's engaging Slade in hand-to-hand, shooting you... things like that."

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She winces, but it's not him. It's an incredibly bad note Lian just managed. "You know what I learned from the time you shot me?" she asks seriously.

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Yes, he feels rotten about that, which is why he has to make the joke. "'Duck next time'?"

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"That you and Lian were worth any fear I had to overcome." Her smile is a little fragile. "And that you'd -"

That noise was a sax. She's immediately alert.

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The sky turns pink-purple and the wind picks up.

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"LIAN!!"

Roy's grabbing the smaller crossbow from the garage wall as he goes by, and loading bolts on the way to his daughter. The first sight is of the sky outside through the kitchen window, but he doesn't stop. He'll find out what it is once he gets to Lian.

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She grabs her mothers' blade and the shorter sword she received from Dick as a wedding present and heads for the front door.

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At her Daddy's call, Lian switched the sax onto her back, kicked closed and latched the case with her foot, and partially disassembled the music stand. She was glad she got the slightly flimsier stand since it did fold down into a something she could throw easily. She was already near the arrow making area. "I'm okay!"

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The front doors blow open reveal an old foe. "Tsk, Tsk..."

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@#$^%!!!!

Doesn't this lady ever get tired of this act? Roy fires as he advances, not dissuaded in the least.

"Get the HELL out of my house, you dysfunctional bitch!" he screams. No, he's not really paying attention to if the kid hears him. "Your little fucked up time-game doesn't work on me, REMEMBER?"

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Lighting erupts from her hands and as it hits the floor and replicas from the cockroaches from last year grow and then spring onto the family.

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"Gross!" Her swords slice into the bugs.

There's something "off," about this Dark Angel. She's not putting her finger on it.

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"Ewwwwwwww," Lian grimaces, and hits them with her music stand, feeling the sickening crunch.

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"You really wish this life? There are other lives..."

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"GET OUT!"

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"Ones where you're not saddled raising someone else's ch -"

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The bitch doesn't get to finish that sentence. She charges the entity.

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Lian's defending herself, and some part of Roy is proud of that, but he doesn't want Lian anywhere near Dark Angel. He dives in to help her against the vermin, letting Donna handle Dark Angel for the moment.

Interspersed, he has a few seconds to take some shots, but they're too brief to be accurate. Damnit! This bitch isn't going to tear apart my family.

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"Help Mama," Lian tells Roy distractedly. She could hand giant bugs with her stand, her sax and her case. "She needs it more." To demonstrate her capability, she sends her stand through another one. So gross.

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Something is very "off," about this version. She takes the punch, for example. Normally, Donna couldn't ever seem to land one on the entity. There's not the feeling of hopelessness and despair. It's like she's...not real.

But she is still powerful and throws her former captive through her own kitchen and sends the couch flying at the father and daughter.

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