TITLE: Getting To Know You
AUTHOR: Calicia
RATING: G
SERIES: Bubblegum Crisis Tokyo 2040
PAIRING: Priss/Linna
SYNOPSIS: Another story written for EmGee’s ‘A-Z or Z-A’ challenge. This time, I went 
A-Z.
DISCLAIMER: Bubblegum Crisis and it’s characters belong to Madman Entertainment, I 
think. Not me, anyway. I’m just playing, no money, don’t sue, etc., etc.
FEEDBACK ADDY: caliciac@yahoo.com

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“About time you got here,” Priss said, not looking away from watching the sunset on the 
waves. Behind her, Linna got off that absurd little motor scooter – it didn’t deserve the 
name ‘motorbike’ – and came over to stand just behind Priss where she sat on her bike. 
Cool breezes came off the water onto the bridge.

“Don’t tell me you would have waited for too long,” Linna replied in an amused tone of 
voice. Even with the traffic, she heard Priss mutter something noncommittal. 

“Fine, Priss,” Linna said. “Got something to say, or not?” Her hands rested on the 
motorbike seat as she leant over so she could actually talk to Priss’ face, rather than 
the back of her head.

“I...,” Priss began. “Jeez. Kids like Nene are bad enough to work with, but how does 
Sylia expect me to work with someone who fancies herself a superhero? Linna, I was 
going to say...oh, forget it!”

Moving back as Priss swung one leg over the seat and began her motorbike’s engine, 
Linna wondered what Priss had been going to say, and why she hadn’t been able to say 
it.

//Now I see why Priss wanted you,// she heard Sylia’s voice in her memory, right after 
Sylia had commented on how pretty she, Linna, was.

//Oh my...could that really be it?// she thought, smiling at the memory and it’s intimations 
before the motorbike engine pulled her back to reality.

“Priss!” she screamed, trying to make herself heard and stop Priss before the other 
woman rode away. Querying eyes looked at her as Priss turned her head and raised 
her helmet’s visor.

“Running away doesn’t seem like you,” Linna said.

“So you think you know me well enough to predict my behaviour?” Priss asked in reply, 
speaking in the only tone Linna had heard from her before she’d been lost for words a 
few moments earlier – mocking.

“To know how someone’s likely to act if it’s in keeping with what you know of them 
doesn’t mean you have to know them that well,” Linna replied, not particularly caring 
how much sense that made as she bent down slightly and brought her face closer to 
Priss’ so that the two of them were practically nose-to-nose. “Uh, Priss, I would, um...I 
would like to get to know you a lot better. Very much so,” she added softly, glancing 
down slightly and thinking that she really was being much too forward.

“Well,” Priss said, nearly as softly, tapping her fingers on the motorbike’s casing and 
making Linna think of an instrument. Xylophone, that was what it sounded like, Linna 
decided as she glanced up at Priss to see if she’d really been way off the mark and had 
annoyed the other woman.

“Y’know, Linna, that’s what I wanted to say to you,” Priss said, smiling as Linna felt first 
relief, than happiness that she hadn’t been wrong, and that they were both going to get 
what they wanted. Zephyrs off the water seemed to envelope them both in cool sea air 
as they smiled at each other a moment longer, before both riding off together.