Of Red and Pink [Psycho Suzie]

[Psycho Suzie]

BANG! The HUD flickered a bit.

-> DIAGNOSTIC RUNNING:
--> RUNNING
---> RUNNING
---> COMPLETE
--> LEFT ARM UPPER SHOULDER COMPROMISED
--> FLATSUIT COMPROMISED
--> MINOR LACERATION DETECTED
--> BATTERY AT CRITICAL MASS

The girl within the G1-P armour looked up and growled, pointing the overpowered gun towards the man who'd just shot her when she felt another sharp pain in her back. Followed by several more. Her vision suddenly became crowded with repeated diagnostic checks, the whirring of processors and the beep of alarms and motion trackers going crazy in her head. Suzanne Cross screamed out and clutched her helmet.

The alerts and diagnostics vanished as her visor cracked apart and a tank shell crashed into her body.
---

That was about three hours ago, since then she'd been limping/ running through London in a torn up flatsuit, bloody and cold before deciding to give up and crawl up in an alleyway somewhere and start crying.
".....Well isn't that a crap way to die, isn't it?"

She looked up out of the alley and tried to stand up, scrabbling against the wall.

[Psycho Suzie]

"How do you know me?" She asked, her throat tasting of blood.

[Psycho Suzie]

"... Oh sh- sh*t!" She exclaimed, her eyes suddenly widening "Y- you're a L- Lord aren't you!?"

[Psycho Suzie]

"... Th- then what are you?" She asked.

[Psycho Suzie]

"Why don't you f*ck*ng tell me instead of speaking in riddles?" She growled, clutching her side.

[Psycho Suzie]

Suzie's eyes and mouth widened. What the Hell was he doing!?

[Psycho Suzie]

Suzie stood up and swallowed.
"You've ... you've made a mess," She said, still a little shaky.

[Psycho Suzie]

"N- No sir!" She exclaimed, a smile spreading across her lips.

[Psycho Suzie]

Suzie nodded with a huge grin.

[Psycho Suzie]

Suzie wondered for a second if she was dead. If Damien was some sort of angel (Or a demon). Nonetheless she swallowed and stepped through the portal.

[Psycho Suzie]

"... That's me!" Suzie exclaimed "Sorry, sorry I was listening but ... it's another me,"

She raised her finger and pointed at the Susan Cross of another world, DragonBorg.

[Psycho Suzie]

""So-called"?" She asked with a curious look.

[Psycho Suzie]

Suzie turned her head to try and get a better view of the man's face.

[Psycho Suzie]

She looked up and frowned.
"Bleed ..." She remembered that her hand was stuck to her chest and moved it to find that it was covered in crimson up to her wrist.

"... Sh*t!" She said, remembering what was going on.

[Psycho Suzie]

Suzie swallowed and nodded, her face going pale.