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[OPEN, Melting Clock Plot] Breathe

Lash was a changed person.

In her own world just a year ago, she had been part of Black Hole's best and brightest - a Commanding Officer that followed orders and worked towards the world-conquering goal with evil glee. She was feared, respected and loathed by her enemies. That had changed when she had escaped with Hawke due to treason for finding out Von Bolt's real plan - draining the world's resources so he could achieve immortality. In the end, they had teamed up with Orange Star and both became heroes for it. It gave her a taste of many things. Caring about others, even if she never outright said it, teaming up, even learning about how to eat properly. They had emerged victorious.

The year or so since she had awoken in Stacy had enforced that little growing spark which had been carefully fed the last few weeks in her homeworld. While at first hesitant to find people she liked, Lash slowly began to call those around her her friends, even if it was hard to do admit them as such. You couldn't just become nice or care overnight. But they had worked really well at it, bringing her out of her shell and accepting Lash for who she was. Heck, she even seemed worthy enough to be part of a Ranger group and defending the universe. Who would have thought all of that from someone who had such a dark history?

Then it all came crashing down. After the battle last week, the morpher started to malfunction and she could barely transform for her training. No one else seemed to have this problem, so Lash assumed it simply was a result of what had happened - she had overworked herself that day and it simply might have used up more juice than the others or had badly reacted to the CO powers. Nothing seemed wrong with it, so obviously the problem was herself. Just give it a few more days and it would be fine!

Maybe if she had told her friends her history in more detail, they might have noticed was wrong. The effects of the clock were a little more subdued on her at first, and instead of years, just days at a time. And she didn't question the fact that she didn't remember their victory over Von Bolt, only the tension at the final battle. Memories slowly started to leave, but she didn't remember them, only a small nagging feeling that something was wrong. The morpher, on the other hand, worked when someone was good and pure and as the clock receded, Lash was becoming less and less so. The memories inside Stacy stayed in her head, which caused her to become confused at some of the things she had said. Maybe she had become nicer because she had been here? Just what was going on?

A few days ago it had completely ceased to function. Maybe it knew something terrible was about to happen and the last thing the crew needed was psycho ranger. Lash obviously didn't know what was going on, except it made her nervous. Like when she...wait. What was she nervous about, again? She couldn't remember that too. She'd been running with Hawke for some reason. Lash had looked at her morpher with an odd curiosity, wondering if her mind had been playing tricks on her. After all, why would she be good? After all she...she..

She'd always worked for Black Hole.

And who knew what fake and false memories Stacy could implant inside her. Maybe..no, that was it! All these memories had to be false. Fake! Tricking her into thinking she had turned good! That she, pffft actually cared about people! What a load of crap. She was Lash, Black Hole Wunderkind Genius. And she wasn't going to let all those stupid, so-called friends try to tricking her that she was nice.

Today, she'd take back her mind. Things were definitely about to get really complicated.

[[OOC - Lash can be found all over the ship in the next couple of days. Just tell me where you character runs into them, and we can work from there. Just remember, she will probably not be very nice anymore. 8D]]

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But Beastboy wasn't about to let this go, not when he had the best defense against someone who was in an inexplicable foul mood like this.

He was gonna be annoying.

Turning into a Kangaroo he gave chase, keeping right behind her with ease and long bounding motions. If Kangaroos could smile he would be.

She didn't take too kindly to it either, the caring smile lost in a sea of annoyance. "Do you want me to bash your face in? Because if you keep doing that I am going to do it."

Oh okay. Now it was getting pretty nasty.

Beastboy had to change back to answer so he took it at a jog, "As if you could land the punch." And then it all clicked.

He had done this exact same thing once before!

"Oh dude!" His eyes boggled and the color drained from his face, "Oh Lash...dude, you didn't get soaked in some toxic chemicals or anything did you? Because if you turn into a monster I am totally ready to help keep you from getting in trouble with Stacy." And just like that his anger was gone replaced by a sudden urge to help.

"Trust me, I could," she muttered out loud. But she was taken aback by his reasoning. Toxic chemicals? What a load of...

She laughed. Laughed so hard that tears nearly came out of her eyes. Then she eerily returned to her annoyed and angry face.

"no. No no no no. I don't think you're getting this at all." She gave him a terrible, half-insane grin.

"I've always been a monster. Do you know how many people I've killed in my life? I don't need toxic chemicals for that."

Beastboy seemed torn between concern and confusion. "Yeah sure, that's why we hang out all the time. Because you're a a scary scary tiny little mad genius. Just who do you think you're talking to here?"

"...I an not tiny!" she yelled, suddenly turning around and trying to punch him. While that was a sensitive subject when she was 'normal' turning back time had made her completely unwilling to accept talking as playful teasing.

Beastboy took the punch hard and spun in place dazed and stunned. He had to grab at his own head with both hands to stead himself where his eyes seemed to be spinning in place, or maybe that was just his imagination.

"I forgot you can punch so hard for a geekgirl." He mumbled rubbing the side of his face where her strike had connected. That would swell up really nicely.

"I've trained for combat both on the ship and back in Black Hole genius." Still, she took a minute to rub her fist where it had connected with his skin. Damn that had kinda hurt a little bit.

"But next time it won't be just a little punch. Understand?"

"Not particularly." He muttered looking sullen, "You're off your nut that much I get. Come on genius think really hard for a minute and prove there's brains under all that hair!" He implored with a fanged frown. "Something's wrong and you know it."

Bad idea, telling Lash to think for anything. She always was thinking! She was the brightest!

"Yeah, I know what's wrong with me. I've been hanging out with all of you for too long and it made me soft. Now that I remember that I've only worked for Black Hole, I'm not going to bother being nice."

"So what's your excuse for all the fun stuff we've done? Like those experiments with the candy, or goofing around on whatever weird planet we end up at? I know it was only a fake marriage but you still made it fun." He couldn't deny the more she ranted the more it was upsetting.

She bit her tongue at that. There seemed to be some internal struggle within her that manifested as a moment before replying. If anything, this ship was making it hard for her to be herself! Urrgh, how annoying.

"That was fake." What she meant by that, she left it open to his interpretation.

"A fake what?" He stood his ground firmly, a look of determination on his face.

"Not telling!" She struck out her tongue at him and then...started to run away. What a douche.

Beastboy's ears drooped as he watched her run. "Oh COME on!" He had to weigh his options. Continue to chase after her and suffer more verbal abuse (And possibly more physical abuse, or let her run off and hope the problem solved itself.

...

With a defeated groan he shifted into wolf form and gave chase. The things he did for friends.

Lash wasn't going to make this easy. Beastboy might have had a faster form, but Lash was good at moving left and right thanks to her training. But the gap was getting closer and closer.

He didn't necessarily have to catch her, after all what would he do with her once she was caught? Not like he could force her to think. He shifted into horse form so he wouldn't tire out.

Lash was giving him a tour of the city on foot at this point, jumping over buildings and even using her CO powers to achieve some sort of parkour-like synergy in the hopes he'd stop chasing her.

But she was slowing down. Even Wunderkinds didn't have unlimited energy.

Beastboy was starting to wear down as well though. From horse to monkey from monkey to cat, from cat to bird and even Kangaroo.

He stopped for a moment on a rooftop and shifted back to yell at her through gasping breaths.

"Come on Lash, when was the last time you ran away from anything?"

What was the last time she had run away...there was something passing about holding Hawke's hand and...no that was too silly to be a real memory. She shook her head.

"It's not running away! It's a tactical retreat."

"Sorry?" Beastboy wiggled his little finger into his ear, "What was that? I couldn't hear you over the sound of you RUNNING AWAY!" He called back and shifted back into cat form to scurry along after her.

That caused her to turn around again and give him a raspberry. But at least she wasn't trying to threatening to harm his body anymore.

"No it's not! This talk is boring now. Toodles!"

Boring it may be but she wasn't getting away that easy. Beastboy always appreciated just how fast the common housecat could be when motivated. Darting along like a little green lightning bolt he kept her in his sights.

The downside of this form naturally being that he was...kind of vulnerable. Agility in exchange for low defense and attack stats.

"Can you just leave me alone?" Lash asked again. "I already said I don't need your help." As the cat closed in on her, she let out an annoyed sigh. "Look. You're crazy enough that I don't want to hurt you too much, but keep this up and I will kick you away."

Apparently he couldn't because he kept after her, and he was trying to distract her with his super adorable kitty cat face.

Look into those eyes Lash! Search your soul can you really kick something so cute?

[OPEN, Melting Clock Plot] Breathe

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She''ll apologize later. Hopefully.