Lavo Standard (21) (11-4-09)

Suzan, in her eagle state, was seeing the artificial lights of buildings far below. While cutting the cool night air, being concerned about Juno’s whereabouts, Suzan wanted to go back home, but could not intentionally move her body under the control of the red slime. This control was so adamant that her attempts to retrieve the dominance of her body got nowhere.

Not by her will, hearing sounds come from behind itself and looking back, the eagle found something following. “Hah! The initial target has turned up by itself!” As the red slime did, Suzan also identified the object, a rabbit with a pair of avian wings.

“Juno!”

Although the follower was taking on the appearance of a rabbit, Suzan didn’t have a second thought in recognizing it as Juno.

“She must be wanting to help me.”

After being relieved that Juno was no longer near the bear nor the gorilla, Suzan was in tears in mind due to the feeling of thankfulness.

Yet, the one the red slime was paying attention to was not Juno but the other who was being together with her in the same body.

“Kill you, David!”

After stopping its progress and turning around to face the rabbit nearing, the eagle began gliding at it.

As it was just after Juno made a reconciliation with Suzan that the abduction of the latter was underway, all that was driving the daughter to rescue the mother was a matter of affection.

“(It’s just the moment Juno has been reconciled with Suzan.)”

Understanding the feeling of Juno, meanwhile, Libro was also desperate to rescue Suzan. Sharing the same body and field of vision, the pair was managing some good cooperation.

The eagle suddenly stopped its progress and turned around to Juno and Libro.

“Libro, the eagle stopped,” as soon as Juno noticed the change, the eagle began accelerating at her.

“(Get down!)” Libro commanded Juno to dip and let the eagle pass over the head by the skin of the teeth. The red slime is doing this, not mom, Juno was sure. Turning the head to get the location of the attacker, both Libro and Juno spotted it at some higher altitude ready to careen at them.

The secondary drive of the eagle was successful: Its beak hit the back of the target and had it begin falling to the ground.

“Mom!” Juno shouted the moment she was hit. In the split second of unpleasant contact, however, she caught the vivid picture of Suzan crying.

The concussion from the ground made the rabbit split into Juno and Libro in each usual state. Some distance away from them on the grass, a river was warbling under the quiet influence of stars.

“Libro, are you okay?” Juno asked regardless of pain throughout her body.

But Libro, staying put next to Juno, did not reply.

Then, the eagle made a landing with a noisy flap of wings, transmuted into a semi-human state--a woman with a beak, a pair of wings and feathers all over her body--and progressed to Libro, making each frictional sound with grass. Inferring that the eagle-like being would kill Libro from the attitude, Juno hurried over and placed her body on Libro, exposing her back off-guard to the cold-blooded eyes of the monster yet standing by. Despite the presence of Juno, the monster wouldn’t divest its determination to kill Libro. Juno knew that the foe would do so, but would not leave him.

Nothing happened to Juno, however: Keeping her eyes closed Juno was braced to receive a death attack, but seconds passed quietly since then. To confirm what was up, Juno carefully opened her eyes and looked up. As the posture of the bird woman had signaled her, it certainly began dropping its beak but was freezing at the incipient point.

“Don’t…,” at once, the monster opened its beak.

“Don’t touch my daughter!” shouting, the monster was forced back into a human being, Suzan, except for the wings on her back.

While retrieving the control of her body by strong willpower, Suzan didn’t have to hold back the production of tears. And she just wanted to embrace her daughter with her arms and wings.

“Mom,” it was the second time for Juno to feel the warmth of Suzan, cheek and jowl, in the same day.

“Juno, you’ve come to help me?”

“Mom, you first came to my room to save me,” in turn, Juno was full of tears.

Suzan was yet presiding over even the red slime inside, and with her own will she got her torso covered with the bear’s fur as a layer of clothing. Shortly later, she was flying toward Roppongi Hills to rescue Daryl, holding Juno in the rabbit state after Libro came around and melded in her again.

Suzan elicited some information, scenes from the red slime. In one set of pictures, a woman who looked around 40 was affectionately taking care of animals, dogs, cats, birds, snakes and more. In another set, the woman was solely staring at kids engaging in a sports program at a school which was likely a kindergarten across a fence. And there was the third set of pictures in that a male bioscientist or something, who looked around 30, was growing a red slime in a cylindrical clear case in a laboratory, and on a separate occasion was testing the completion of the slime by letting it meld in a dog and turn into a semi-human.

Yet at Roppongi Hills, piloted by Juno Suzan flew through a paneless window and landed on the 40th floor of Residence C.

“Hey,” Tim, the bioscientist, was taken aback by the sudden, unexpected presence of Suzan, but could afford to greet her.

Following the arrival, having heard the sounds of Suzan’s wings and Tim’s voice, Crystal was yet behind Tim, showing herself to Suzan.

“Hi, president,” Susan said, failing to keep wrath from leaking on her face.