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

[blondefuse.livejournal.com]

[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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Re: [In Person]

[worldsrunnerup.livejournal.com]

[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]

[In Person]

[blondefuse.livejournal.com]

[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

[In Person]

[worldsrunnerup.livejournal.com]

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.

[In Person]

[blondefuse.livejournal.com]

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

I guess ya get used to it

[In Person]

[worldsrunnerup.livejournal.com]

Yeah, for the most part.

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

[In Person]

[blondefuse.livejournal.com]

[She finishes her coffee]

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

[In Person]

[worldsrunnerup.livejournal.com]

[Snort]

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

[In Person]

[blondefuse.livejournal.com]

[She smiles, albeit a little sadly]

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

[In Person]

[worldsrunnerup.livejournal.com]

[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.

[In Person]

[blondefuse.livejournal.com]

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

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

[In Person]

[worldsrunnerup.livejournal.com]

Never lose hope, the Author likes that too much.

[A grim sort of smile]

Let's talk about something else. What kind of caps do you use on your pipebombs?

[In Person] /has no idea about bombs 8D;;;

[blondefuse.livejournal.com]

[She smiles - finally, her subject of love~]

A magician never reveals her secrets, but I'm more of a cherry bomb kinda girl~

[Unhooking one from her belt, she hands it to him - it's aout double the size of a golf ball, the fuse wrapped around it]

Very handy in sticky situations

[In Person] I've googled it. A lot. For this freak.

[worldsrunnerup.livejournal.com]

[Mello nods and appraises it.]

Pretty good. Of course I need to see it in action to know for sure.

XD

[blondefuse.livejournal.com]

[She raises an eyebrow]

Ta know for sure? I make a livin' offa these babies, they work damn well alright

[worldsrunnerup.livejournal.com]

Well, let's set 'em off.

[Mad grin]

[blondefuse.livejournal.com]

[She smirks]

If ya insist - follow~

[She gets up, and happily heads back outside]

[worldsrunnerup.livejournal.com]

[Mello jumps up. Explosions are a go! He practically runs out of the cafe. Only thing that could make it better is if he had some of his own to set off]

[blondefuse.livejournal.com]

[Yay for an enthusiastic audience~]

[She looks around for a space big enough to let one of them go, and soon settles on the river. Running to the hand rail, she pulls a slightly smaller bomb off of her belt, along with her handy lighter, and swiftly lights the fuse. She then chucks it into the air over the water, and, sure enough, a few seconds later;

Well, it explodes. It explodes into a green flash of a miniature firework, before it fades gradually, sinking into the water.

She just giggles like a school girl, clapping like one too]

Aah, I love green..~♥

[worldsrunnerup.livejournal.com]

[Mello watches appreciatively. He took a bite out of his chocolate bar]

It's a beautiful thing.

[blondefuse.livejournal.com]

[Beeeeeam]

Thank ya very much - home recipe~

[worldsrunnerup.livejournal.com]

Homemade is always best.

[blondefuse.livejournal.com]

[She smirks at that]

Ya sound like my dad..

[worldsrunnerup.livejournal.com]

[Eyebrow arch]

Family business?

[blondefuse.livejournal.com]

[She just shrugs]

Perhaps

[Vague Nice is vague]

[worldsrunnerup.livejournal.com]

[Shrug]

Either way it's something to be proud of. What do you use to make the green color?