2397/The Limit

The Limit
Date of Scene:	24 January 2017
Location:	Gullwing Coffee
Synopsis:	Haruna Kurosawa has reached her limit with bad things Hannah is superfically attached to and clears the air. Hannah agrees with her on this one at least. /NO ONE/ touches lil sis.
Cast of Characters:	Haruna Kurosawa, Hannah Sharpe

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Haruna Kurosawa has posed:
It's the evening and it's cold and it's been a long day. Sakura is... she isn't here right now. For obvious reasons and she feels bad and will be visiting her super soon. But right now she has to work and she's super worried about Hannah's condition and she's trying to think of ways to fix this. She looks at Corvus, who is a seagull sitting on top of the register right now as she sweeps.

"...So are you SURE you can't grant wishes?" she asks. This is of course. A very morbid joke. "No, I'm pretty sure that's just a horrible lie I told you when we first met."

"Ugh then I'm outta ideas." she says.

Sweep sweep, she's sweeping the floor. She has not put the chairs up today.

Behind the counter sits a new piece of paper taped to the wall. It is labeled with a big red 'A' and says she's required to display it in public view.

That means the place is SUPER clean and sanitary. She intends to keep it that way.

She's also posted some local reviews. Gullwing has gotten very very few bad reviews and at least each review contains a picture of Sakura and mentions her as the most adorable server ever.

"Ugh Inventory today." she says.

"Maybe we can order Linker Cores." she thinks to herself.

"Yeah too bad Blue can't give those out like Love Seeds." he smirks wrly.

"Yeah I know could you imagine!?" she says.

Hannah Sharpe has posed:
Tap-lean-clack. Tap-lean-clack. Hannah arrives in a less than typical fashion: winded, and not in her running clothes. She'd been discharged recently, but her leg is still healing from the ordeal. Thus she has to use a cane for it's /other/ intended purpose too.

"Haruuuuuna!" She calls out. Pause. Huff huff. Limp-walking is annoying!

"Hey." She sounds about as down as she was yesterday to be fair. Perhaps even moreso. There's no vibrancy here, just a depressed young woman. Well, at least she's obviously been thinking about what she's been doing. For once, perhaps she's listened a little.

"Still got any coffee going?" Then, WHUMP! Right into a chair. One hand on a palm and a frown. Hannah seems very, very inattentive right now.

Haruna Kurosawa has posed:
Haruna Kurosawa knows Mamoru only healed enough so Hannah didn't die. So of course HANNAH IS OUT OF THE HOSPITAL and she turns to face Hannah and sighs and rubs a hand up her face. "Why are you not still in a hospital bed." then a pause. "No. Nevermind I know the answer to that already." she says defeatedly. Corvus whistles and flies over to the opposite side of the room. HE knows what's going on already.

"I do!" she says. She aquires a coffee, and grabs Hannah's usual accompiments to it and she walks to the table that Hannah seems to be headed to and she sighs and says. "Do you need help? It's okay to ask me for help" she says softly.

"Meh. It's good you came by anyways. We have. Something to talk about."

Hannah Sharpe has posed:
What's Hannah's response? A big, toothy grin of cocky self-assurance! "Like something silly like a few broken ribs and a leg could keep me down for long! HAH!" Triumphant Hannah! Nevermind Mamoru was involved. Ignoring physical safety is a bad habit of Hannah's!

Still, she's slow in actually getting there. Over comes a Gull, and Hannah smiles. She forces herself to drop the pride for a sec. "Uhh. Just push a chair up near my right leg. And help me get it up there?" Yes, she's actually asking for help. The thing that would've saved her from all of this mess.

And then, there's words that no significant other ever wants to here. There's sudden terror in her face.

"W...we do? What's...what do you mean?" Congrats, Haruna, you have Hannah's attention.

Haruna Kurosawa has posed:
Haruna Kurosawa wouldn't be so mean as to leave Hannah hanging on those words.

"So today I get a text." she says. She pulls out her phone.

She clears her throat.

"HELP! There was an attack!" a pause. "There was a guy with a wand like mine..." she says. "...(this is Sakura btw, my phone was destroyed in the fight so I'm using Tomoyos for a bit I'll have a new one tomorrow.)..." so Hannah gets who this is coming from. "He had the erase card and there was this girl with him who looked just like me. They stole almost half the clow cards and I don't know how but he has a sealing wand like mine!." she says.

And then. "' PS. Don't tell Hannah. She's going through enough problems as it is. '." she closes her phone as she finishes her dramatic reading.

"Now I'm trying to think who uses horrible evil clones of magical girls." she says.

"Do you know anyone like that Hannah?" she asks.

Haruna speaks like she already knows the answer and she just wants to hear it from Hannah.

Hannah Sharpe has posed:
Hannah's sigh? There's a mini whirlwind suddenly floating through the cafe. Several things are knocked to the ground. Mostly spoons and the like! One broken plate though. No. No, Hannah isn't going to apologize. That was just cruel, Haruna-chan!

But that relief slowly turns to fear, then dawning anger, and finally, realization.

Her right eye scrunches to a narrow slit. Her breath comes ragged. And then, both hands go up. SLAM!

Sorry Haruna, your table now has a massive crack in it. "I'M GOING TO WRING THAT LITTLE NERD'S NECK!"

Sucked in breaths. Slooowly. Slowly. Her face is flushed red in fury, and one hand is reaching for a phone. Someone miiiight want to stop her, given the amount of bad decision making she's done thus far and just how unhappy she looks.

Haruna Kurosawa has posed:
Haruna Kurosawa doesn't seem to mind this. The tables are new and she has insurance. She can claim it. Customer damage is a thing. She shushes and makes for the phone and tries to shoo Hannah's hand away.

"First. Calm down." she says softly. "Please." she begs.

"Secondly." she says. "I'm going to make some things clear here." she says softly. She sits down at the cracked table finally. "I'm going to assume that you had nothing to do with this because I know you-- and I'm not a fan of... the 'Them or me' mentality." she says. "But lord. If this doesn't tempt me." she says quietly, with just a little anger.

Gull doesn't get this angry. Not usually.

"I don't care why. or how. or where." she says. "Riventon is doing this. Lil sis is off limits." she says sternly.

"Do you understand what I'm saying?"

Hannah Sharpe has posed:
Hannah gets the phone snatched away! Reeeach! Reeeeach! Her lack of mobility right now is her downfall. That table swiftly gains teeth marks as she chews on it from frustration! What a mean, /mean/ Gull-chan she has! The gnawing is mostly spite at this point.

Not-Jerk Tax, yo.

"Obviously. I don't even know how he /makes/ those things. Not my wheelhouse."

Not even an insult for the mere possibility. OH yes. Hannah's mad.

"Agreed. I mean, ugh...I can get /why/ he would. But picking on someone's family...a little too far. I don't want him hurting Sakura."

"She's lost too much, too rapidly, and you know what? She ran into my hospital room anyway and gave me a gift." A deep, deep frown.

"But I made a promise to not betray him, either." Her tone is remarkably sober. Warring loyalties ring through her head.

Haruna Kurosawa has posed:
Haruna Kurosawa frowns. "I'm going to make this clear. Like I said. I'm not them or me type of girl. If I was, I'd already done that ultimatium a long time ago and we wouldn't even be here, because I know you wouldn't ask the same of me." she says.

"I don't expect you to off and hit him and blow up his lab and stuff over this." she says a deep breath.

"I do expect you to tell him how sad and displeased this makes you regardless of the reasons. And I do expect you to tell him you will not be offering him aid in activities revolved around hurting Sakura-chan. If he gets in over his head with this----"

"/And he will because I can assure you that Sakura has /all the friends//. It would be easier to have smacked Mamoru, again."."

"He's shit out of luck." she says. "He has his own group if he needs help." she says.

"Do you agree Hannah-chan?" she says. Yeah she's gone back to 'Hannah-chan' finally.

She sighs and collapses. "I'm sorry." she says.

"But I'm at my limit." she says.

"Sakura is..."

"She's important to me, Hannah. Important like you are to me. Important like Mamoru and the Senshi and Procyon and all those others who were that that night on Clover Tower are to me." she says silently.

Hannah Sharpe has posed:
"...You really are too good to me, Haruna." Comes her muttered words. Then she shuts up, and /listens/! There's something about it being 'really tempting!' too. Grumble mutter grrr grrr Hannerz rage!

A deep breath. "Oh don't worry. We've had talks like this before. He knows that when it comes to my friends, I'm not going to do anything too awful. I'm angry. He's going to know what I think about all this!" A sucked breath.

'Hannah-chan'. Her good arm clasps Haruna's wrist, and then pretty much just angrily tries to drag her into her arm. There's a low curse of pain. Those ribs are still healing, nevermind the leg. But she doesn't care. No, you're not getting away if it kills her, Haruna!

"Don't say things like that on your knees. You're too good for that."

She smiles. "I get it. I do. She helped save you, right? From a place you really didn't want to be. And what kind of person would I be if I knew that and went along with all of this, against someone I consider...family."

A hand lets go. WHACK! Right on the back of the head. "Any attacks on Sakura Kinomoto are hereby considered inefficient and a waste of company money. Anyone I find engaging in those operations will be punished. Don't do anything stupid, Haruna Kurosawa or I'm docking your pay."

Haruna Kurosawa has posed:
Haruna Kurosawa lets herself be pulled because she doesn't think Hannah could force it right now if she wanted in her current state. She kinda wants that lap but she doesn't because once again, Hannah is recovering so she just settles for slipping her her arm like a very eager dog or something.

She's miffed and angry but uggggh Hannah snuggles are in fact the best snuggles right now. She sighs.

"Just. You know. I don't get this angry often? I hate being this angry. It reminds me of before the whole Scorn stuff. When I was alone. I was just. Angry at everything and upset and sad." she says.

"Also don't worry about the table." a beat.

She nods a bit as she sighs a bit. "Thanks Hannah-chan." she says as she leans over and gives her a little soft kiss.

"I'm also sorry about. Last night. I /really/ didn't expect those two there. They caught me as they were heading in and sent me in first." she says quietly.

Hannah Sharpe has posed:
Arm get! This arm is now Haruna arm by proxy. Like some kind of very snuggly puppet! And Hannah welcomes it entirely.

A smirk. "You're kinda cute when you're this angry. That's what first drew me to you, ya know? Still...nah, bad long term. Sometimes food. If you want to get that annoyed and then cuddle me half to death, just give me prior warning!" A glib, insensitive quip. Okay maybe Hannah's starting to recover. She sobers though.

"Yeah, you're right though. I like Haruna Kurosawa better."

Smooch! Smile! And even a blush!

"Love you. Meh, it's fine. Mamoru was right, you wouldn't entrap me like that. I was just being a petty, defensive...ugh. Swear, I want to beat the pair of them up! In a loving way, understand, not like the fight we got into. Whatever."

"Point being. All is forgiven. I love you, Haruna Kurosawa. If it came between you and my goals, well..." A pause. An honest one.

"We'd be in a mess, because I'd die first. Okay, that wasn't as romantic as I wanted. Can I ask for a mulligan here?" Sigh.

Finally, she reaches for coffee. Sluuurp.

"For this entire last week?" Sigh. Collapse Hannah. Yeah, she's spent.