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paixaorpg2007-04-13 09:00 am
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Character(s): Mello, Matt, anyone who notices/wants to join
Content: Mello and Matt are really bored and decide the best way to smoke out who's in charge around here is to blow things up.
Setting: One of the nicer areas of town, near shops and cafes, with fountains to be blown up.
Time: Afternoon
Warnings: explosions, cursing
Mello mentally ran over the details of the plan again as they walked, checking for flaws, far more nervous than he'd admit to being. He wanted no repeats of what had happened last time. No, this seemed fine. Loud and obvious, but that was the point. God, he was sick of this place. How boring could you get?
And these natives! Mello and Matt strode past, dressed strangely by their standards, Mello eating chocolate and Matt smoking as they walked, both of them carrying shopping bags that had to look a little odd, and not a second glance! No one was even checking him out and he could tell you, that was definitely weird. Did these non-people even lack a sex drive? How the hell did they survive?
He stole a glance at Matt, wondering what he was thinking. Did he have doubts, too? Was he afraid Mello had made a huge mistake and would get him killed again? Sometimes Mello wondered how the hell Matt could still trust him, after what had happened. And yet he relied on that, counted on it even.
At last they were close enough. Mello stopped in the shade of an overhang, target in view, crumpled the empty chocolate wrapper into a tight ball with an air of finality and turned to Matt, his smile vicious. "All right, you know the plan. Blow it, then meet me back here to watch the fun. Ready?"
Content: Mello and Matt are really bored and decide the best way to smoke out who's in charge around here is to blow things up.
Setting: One of the nicer areas of town, near shops and cafes, with fountains to be blown up.
Time: Afternoon
Warnings: explosions, cursing
Mello mentally ran over the details of the plan again as they walked, checking for flaws, far more nervous than he'd admit to being. He wanted no repeats of what had happened last time. No, this seemed fine. Loud and obvious, but that was the point. God, he was sick of this place. How boring could you get?
And these natives! Mello and Matt strode past, dressed strangely by their standards, Mello eating chocolate and Matt smoking as they walked, both of them carrying shopping bags that had to look a little odd, and not a second glance! No one was even checking him out and he could tell you, that was definitely weird. Did these non-people even lack a sex drive? How the hell did they survive?
He stole a glance at Matt, wondering what he was thinking. Did he have doubts, too? Was he afraid Mello had made a huge mistake and would get him killed again? Sometimes Mello wondered how the hell Matt could still trust him, after what had happened. And yet he relied on that, counted on it even.
At last they were close enough. Mello stopped in the shade of an overhang, target in view, crumpled the empty chocolate wrapper into a tight ball with an air of finality and turned to Matt, his smile vicious. "All right, you know the plan. Blow it, then meet me back here to watch the fun. Ready?"
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"A power?" Xigbar reloaded his gunarrows in front of the pair with apparent carelessness. "Weeell, not to brag or anything but, yeah, I kind of am." For the sake of dramatic effect, he paused, rolling his eyes to stare at the sky. He returned his gaze to the two. "But don't let that bother you. I'm just around to have a little fun-- just like the two of you."
Since he wasn't going to shoot the two of them just yet, he settled for shooting the timers again. Both timers were hit almost simultaneously this time around. Suddenly the sniper began to talk to Mello, "Y'know, I had a friend die once. Real nice guy. Similar to the two of you," he continued, giving a nod in their direction.
"I don't know much about dying myself but a best friend dying for a second time?" Xigbar walked over to Mello, while his gunarrow now pointed at Matt, a sneer on his face. "I kept thinking about how he could have lived more... If it weren't for my own selfish pride."
The sniper transported himself again to his original spot. "Suppose, I accidentally pull this trigger? Would you run away while risk being shot anyway? Cry out some sort of plea? Or do you still have too much pride to try to desperately try to save your friend?" Quietly he added mockingly, "I'm sure your conscious wouldn't put you in a easy spot."