Author's Note: I actually had not expected to write a followup, but I got the idea after talking to Karbo (once again it was more an exchange of comments, but anyway) in response to the first story. Enjoy. Yuki Mika ï¿½ Me. Crisis ï¿½ Karbo. Anna ï¿½ Karbo.

Crisis continued to slither through the forest, Mika sitting on her shoulder. Anna could not have gotten far, not that she would have; the Delurian camp had been somewhere nearby. Crisis smiled, Anna was silly sometimes, playing with the little toys that the people left behind. One time she had even fixed a device that had little people inside. Crisis cringed a bit, remembering exactly how much Anna had yelled at her after she had swallowed it.

Mika sat on her shoulder silently, looking around in seeming awe of the trees. She hadn't spoken much, but had murmured about how big everything was, and how it was all brown and green instead of gray. Crisis didn't quite understand what she meant, but perhaps it was because she was a human? Few human cities she had seen had such big trees. She grinned, thinking about how she would react to the big tree.

Mika blinked a few times, “Ok.” She paused, looking around, “Does she climb trees?” Crisis blinked, images of Anna trying to wrap around a tree filling her head. Anna lost her balance, arms beginning to helicopter around in the air as she bent backwards. It didn't work, and her head slammed into the ground, spirals formed in her eyes, her tail still wrapped around the base of the tree. Crisis began to laugh, Mika looking on in mild confusion before joining in because it was fun to laugh.

Anna hovered over the Delurian base camp. This one was slightly different from the others she had seen, mostly because no one had gotten to it before her this time. Their weapons were lying on a pile to the side, dropped, apparently in terror, as they had tried to flee from Crisis. That wasn't what interested Anna though. For once, all of their technology had been left intact. Most of it was scanning equipment, there were a few odd drills in the mix and a television, but what really interested her was a sole laptop computer. With it she may be able to figure out a way to contact the base camp, tell them… she frowned.

Anna wasn't sure what she would tell them. Her last meeting with her former boss had not gone well. He had turned on her and planned to use her for a test subject. It was only grudgingly that she admitted it had been good that Crisis had been there to stop him… not that she enjoyed the fact that she had eaten so many others in the process. She sighed, and continued to work regardless. She should at least try to make sure the computer was working.

The laughter from behind broke her concentration and she looked back. Crisis was slithering closer, coming into the clearing. Great, just what she needed… “Not now Crisis,” she muttered, returning to her machine, “I'm busy…”

“Anna!” Crisis slithered over to her friend, “I'm glad I found you, I have someone to show you.”

Anna sighed, and then stopped. She blinked and stood back up, “Someone? You brought Lï¿½a?”

Anna managed an annoyed smile. It was rare for Crisis to bring anyone back unless they were in her stomach, or she was planning to try and feed them to her. “Who is it?”

“She's right…” Crisis looked to her shoulder, and found it empty. She blinked, looking to her other shoulder, but found Mika nowhere, “I… where did she go?” She frowned, growing upset, “She was just here, she didn't fall did…”

A tan figure in black lunged from Crisis's blond hair, hurtling through the air in reckless abandon. Crisis pulled back in shock as Anna stared at the girl who was now… beginning to fall earthwards with growing speed. Anna's eyes widened and she put her hand out, catching the girl just as she reached her navel. Mika bounced on her hand once, and then rolled over laughing. Anna stared at the giggling girl in her palm for a moment, and then looked up to Crisis, “Please tell me this isn't her.”

Crisis nodded, “It's her, but I wasn't expecting her to leap from the top of my head… I didn't even feel her climb up.”

Anna nodded slowly, raising her hand face level to her. The girl sat up, “My name is Yuki Mika, what's yours?”

“You're not wearing any clothes.” Mika stood up, walking across the palm of Anna's hand, “Why not?”

“No she's…” Anna looked up and watched as Crisis held up her finger, scrunching it up and down to show the dress that was wrapped around it. Anna twitched. She could feel a headache coming on…

“She's not wearing clothes,” Anna cut the girl off, frustration growing, “she just has something wrapped around her finger…”

“But it… it… but…” Anna looked to Crisis for support, only to see her still scrunching her finger up and down. Anna's mouth hung open and she shook her head, “But it's not COVERING ANYTHING!”

Anna's free hand went to her throbbing forehead, and she gritted her teeth. Of course, now it all made sense, no wonder Crisis had brought the girl back, she was just LIKE her.

Anna glared at Crisis in silence, and then sighed, reaching out and offering Mika back to Crisis, “Look, can we continue this later? I'm still trying to get the computers working and it's hard since I'm so big now…”

“Sure.” Crisis smiled, “Mika can stay with you while I get Lï¿½a. I'll try to get you some clothes.”

Anna was just returning to the tent when she heard that. Her eyes widened and she turned around, watching Crisis's tail disappear behind a massive tree. She slowly looked down to the ground and found Mika staring up at her, grinning at her like an idiot, “You're naked.”

Anna twitched again, “I know.” She scowled, then lowered her hand and dropped Mika onto the ground, “Now I'm going back to work. Just… stay around here and make sure you don't get eaten.”

Anna bent down and retrieved her `tool', a twig that she had managed to whittle down so it could touch a single computer key at a time or the insides of the sensitive Delurian electronics. It wasn't perfect, and it had broken a few times, since it was so fragile, but it was the best she had at the moment since, like clothing, no electronics tools were made for people her size…

She had just begun to work on the computer, trying to figure out if she could somehow send a message to the base camp when she heard a click from behind. She sighed, hoping the girl hadn't found anything to break, and began to turn around, “Mika, what are you—” She stopped dead as Mika finally came into view, one of the guns that had been lying on the ground in her hands, pointed directly at her face. Anna's eyes widened in appall, “Put that down!”

Mika tipped her head from behind the gun and blinked, then suddenly her head ticked back and she tossed the gun into the air, letting it twirl around before catching it. Anna blinked, mouth still open, watching as she seemingly tore the weapon in two, pulling the pieces of the rifle apart with such speed that she probably missed something when she blinked.

Mika crouched over the pieces, picking each up individually, “The stock is plastic; as is the scope. The barrel is a composite metal…” She ticked her head to the side slightly, “Titanium and steel, lighter material, sturdier, resists rust and corrosion. Barrel is four hundred millimeters.” She blinked again placing the barrel on the ground, and picked up the magazine, “Bullets, forty five millimeter cartridges, forty five rounds inside the magazine, plus one that was chambered. Has not been fired.” She reassembled it, deftly locking each piece into place and then standing. “Weight is four point six kilograms; length is six hundred and ninety four millimeters.”

She leaned back from her crouch and stood, then aimed at the tree line and pulling the trigger. The bullets cascaded into a tree for a moment, sending shards of splinters flying off. “Gas operated, rotating bolt, bullpup action. Muzzle velocity is nine hundred meters a second. Maximum rate of fire per minute is eight hundred and fifty rounds. Tracers ever five rounds instead of every ten.”

She ticked her head to the side again and grabbed the bottom of the barrel, “Move away please.” Anna blinked, and warily rose away from the camp. Mika turned, and pulled back on a second trigger, sending a small ball like projectile flying into the camp. Anna blinked, and then watched as the entire tent full of computers and machinery exploded. Her mouth fell open in shock and she turned to Mika. “Pump action grenade launcher included.” Mika looked unfazed, detached as she watched bits of the machinery fall to the ground amongst the fire, and then smiled, giggling as she grabbed the gun and hugged it to her chest. “Look Anna! I found a new toy!”

There was a small rustle and Crisis reappeared, concern written on her face, “I heard an explosion, is everything ok?” She blinked, and looked to where the small camp lay in ruins, her face growing stern, “I knew you shouldn't have been playing with those human toys again, they can be dangerous.”

Author's Note: Yeah, this isn't the end. Mika will, eventually, go home, but not before making some more impressions, and having some impressions made upon her. Not sure when I'll continue this, since I have a few other stories to write, but I look forward to continuing.