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Cherry bomb 002 ♦ Nice ♦ En Francais [In person]

[Nice had woken up somewhere dark, cold, and noisy; the metro, or rather, the French version of the underground. She was freezing, and she only felt colder when she emerged into the open air, the rain hardly welcome on her exposed arms. Hugging them around herself, she started walking, trying to work out where in the hell she was now. Of course, the French sign posts gave her a hefty clue.

She'd been walking for about half an hour before deciding to stop somewhere for shelter - she was completely soaked, miserable, and didn't know the first bit of French beyond 'Hello'.

This was going to be a long week.]

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[She looks up, and takes a second before noticing where the voice was coming from. When she see's Mello, she straightens up and jogs over]

Hey - Glad ta see someone else here

[A nod]

You too. Survived the fuzzballs, huh? I swear to God I was this close to blowing the shit out of all of them. I even made a time-bomb just never got around to setting it off and exploding the little fuckers into hundreds of tiny pieces.

[She was another bomb lover/pyro, he'd worked it out. Mello had a feeling she'd understand his feelings.]

[She smirks wickedly]

I always find time, but I was never one for cleanin' up after. Awful lotta mess for such tiny bastards

[True story. She'd blown up a huge pile of them within her first hour of bin in the Manor~]

So, what's thedeal with this place? How can we be in Paris or where ever we are?

See, I should just stop worrying about other people.

[Which is the one thing that's stopped him from blowing many things up since coming to the Manor.]

Because we're not really in Paris. We're in the Author's version of Paris. She's done her research but I'm sure there's a mistake or hole somewhere around here.

..Alright then..so, I'm guessin' I should just get used ta this sorta thing happenin' a lot huh?

Whatta pain..

Unfortunately, yes.

[She frowns, but nods]

Guess I'd better start adaptin' then..should we find somewhere ta warm up a little? I'm freezin'

[Mello gives her a sort of worn smile. Adapting, Christ, he's been doing it for years. Eventually you don't even need to think about it, you do what you have to to survive.]

You do what you gotta do.

[Then he seems to snap out of the odd trance that came over him. He puts the past half decade out of his mind]

Coffee?

Sounds good

[She noticed the sudden, vacant look, but didn't ask about it. It wasn't her place or her business.]

[Even if she did ask, he'd dismiss it.]

There's a decent place not far from here. 'Bout a block away.

[She nods]

Alright then.

[After a minute or so, she glances back at him]

So..how'd ya get 'em? Ya scars I mean? If it's touchy, tell me to stick it by all means

[She'd be lying if she said she wasn't curious. And she was willing to tell him her story in return if he asked]

[A long pause. He opens the door to the coffee shop. He was curious about her as well. He nodded to an empty table for them to sit at. Then he said]

Quid pro Quo. I tell you, you tell me.

[He gets up to get the coffees from the unremarkable barista]

What do you take in your coffee?

Of course

[Sitting down, she only glances at the menu boards behind the baristas]

Just an espresso would be great, thanks

[A curt nod and Mello goes to get the drinks. He returns shortly with an espresso and a plain black coffee. He pushes hers towards her and sits down across from her, retrieving a chocolate bar from his coat pocket to go with his drink. He unwraps it slowly, watching the silver foil curl and fall. He's trying to think of where to start. It's always hard with things like this. Might as well just ask her.]

Do you want the long version or the short one?

Edited 2010-11-12 17:54 (UTC)

Thanks..

[She stirs her coffee for a few seconds, before taking a sip, and looking up at him]

We got time, so I guess the long version.

[Oh the long version. Well, here it is abridged. If he likes you maybe one day you'll get the rest of it]

I was working undercover in the mob and it came the time for us to part ways. I rigged the base with explosives, designed them myself, built them myself, placed them myself. I was supposed to be a full block away before I pushed the button, unfortunately I was interrupted and in order to make sure everything I planned for would still come to pass I had to blow the place up while I was still inside. My left side's pretty bad and part of my right thigh and calf, but I'm alive so...

[A bite of chocolate]

I really can't complain. What happened to you?

[Now a sip of coffee]

[She puts her coffee mug down, and laces her fingers togetheron the table]

My story ain't nothing like that. I was a kid, only 10 or so, and I was in my backyard, tryin' ta make a new bomb. But I didn't calculate somethin' right or I got somethin' mixed up with somethin' else. Either way, I add it ta the equasion and 'boom'.

[She gestures to the right side of her face]

The worst part was losin' my eye, but I guess it coulda been a lot worse. Since I was leant over the table when it happened, my face took mosta the damage

Jeez.

[Mello takes a bite of chocolate]

Can't imagine having this scar for that long. Must be murder in the winter, every winter. I can barely stand it and this thing isn't even half that old.

[She shrugs a little, and has a little more of her espresso]

I guess ya get used to it

Yeah, for the most part.

[Pripyat through him for a loop but how often is it going to be -90 degrees?]

[She finishes her coffee]

So, anythin' else ya willin' ta tell me? You got a girl?

[Snort]

No girl, I've got a guy though. You? You leave someone behind when you got dragged into this place?

[She smiles, albeit a little sadly]

Yeah, well, sorta..it's a little complicated

[Mello nods and gives her a sympathetic look]

Being here doesn't help, either. On the bright side, the Author has a habit of bringing in people who know each other.

Edited 2010-11-16 17:35 (UTC)

[That does help her mood somewhat, making her smile a little]

I'll be sure ta keep that in mind..thanks

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