http://blondefuse.livejournal.com/ ([identity profile] blondefuse.livejournal.com) wrote in [community profile] badfic_manor2010-11-15 08:06 pm

Cherry Bomb 05 ♦ Nice ♦ Under seige, or something like it [Accidental // Video]


[The feed comes on suddenly, and shows part of a room. Anyone watching will also be able to see Nice kneeling by a window, her hands on the sill as she peers cautiously out of the window]

What in the hell..is that...

[She suddenly ducks down, cursing under her breath for assumingly letting whatever it is outside the house see her. She checks her belt, and counted 8 bombs of various sizes. Plus the one she kept hidden behind her eyepatch, it was all she had. Well, as of 10 minutes ago she found that, somehow, she could turn into a cannon..

 However, a loud crashing from somewhere else in the house makes her curse louder, and grab her blackberry. John had said that when the video was on, a red light would fash at her. And it was, so she closed the door as gently as possible and starts talking to the device
.]

Okay..right..I think this is on - anyone got any idea what the hell these thing's are-?! Cuz I ain't keen on bein' mauled ta death, and frankly, it don' look like anythin' I've seen before - and I grew up in Goddamn Brooklyn

[Video]

[identity profile] hunted-by-fbi.livejournal.com 2010-11-15 09:06 pm (UTC)(link)
Not a clue.

[He's ducked down himself and peeking out through a small corner under his curtains. He's had them drawn since he arrived.]

Funny thing is, I had a sneakin' suspicion tha' this li'l trip was gonna take a left turn.

Has anyone told ya yet?

[Video]

[identity profile] hunted-by-fbi.livejournal.com 2010-11-15 10:48 pm (UTC)(link)
[His whipped toward the direction of the crash and scowled.]

I got nothin'. What th' hell are these things?

[He's out that door and is running through the halls to find Nice's room.]

[Video]

[identity profile] hunted-by-fbi.livejournal.com 2010-11-15 11:22 pm (UTC)(link)
I'm on th' second floor movin' up. Where you at?

[He's not taking any chances with that thing downstairs.]

[Video]

[identity profile] hunted-by-fbi.livejournal.com 2010-11-15 11:55 pm (UTC)(link)
I'll find ya.

[He's keeping his cool despite the monster down stairs. His brow depicts that he's getting ready for a fight and starts searching the rooms one by one.]

[In person]

[identity profile] hunted-by-fbi.livejournal.com 2010-11-16 01:28 am (UTC)(link)
[He ducks down low and moves through the hall, staying close to the wall so those that were using peep holes couldn't see him running by.

Within a few moments, he was at Nice's door and quickly moved in.]

Those black fuckers're everywhere. It's like.....the staff transformed.

[In person]

[identity profile] hunted-by-fbi.livejournal.com 2010-11-16 02:11 am (UTC)(link)
We're too high up an' breakin' our legs ain't an option. What about a fire escape?

[He moves toward the window to see if he could spot one.]

[In person]

[identity profile] hunted-by-fbi.livejournal.com 2010-11-16 09:57 pm (UTC)(link)
[Now the smirk and that look of, "Ready" came to his face. He lived for moments like this.]

I'm game if you are, doll.

[In person]

[identity profile] hunted-by-fbi.livejournal.com 2010-11-16 11:05 pm (UTC)(link)
[Throwing open the door, he takes her by the hand....]

[In person]

[identity profile] hunted-by-fbi.livejournal.com 2010-11-17 12:13 am (UTC)(link)
[He stops and gives Nice the strangest expression as if suddenly pigs were flying. Oh yeah, that's shock.]

Well...if this is true, then do it.

[That sounded equally as strange.]

[In person]

[identity profile] hunted-by-fbi.livejournal.com 2010-11-17 12:33 am (UTC)(link)
[He laughs to himself and sees that familiar 50mm canon that was on the decks of most ships in his time. Big, heavy and very powerful, he grabs hold of the aiming bar and lowers it at the Kinshin.]

Eat lead!

[BOOOM!!]

[In person]

[identity profile] hunted-by-fbi.livejournal.com 2010-11-17 01:06 am (UTC)(link)
[The sensual way she returned, blushed and nearly purred made his eyes widen. If it wasn't for the fact that his tie was already loose, he would have had to do so anyway. He clears his throat and grins while the smoke was clearing.]

You liked that, huh.

[In person]

[identity profile] hunted-by-fbi.livejournal.com 2010-11-17 01:18 am (UTC)(link)
[He steps in front of Nice, wraps his hands around her waist and plants a kiss mostly because he wanted some of that feeling too and he wasn't disappointed.]

There. Now we're even.

[He smirked.]

[In person]

[identity profile] hunted-by-fbi.livejournal.com 2010-11-17 01:41 am (UTC)(link)
[His voice held a lot of weight and so close to her ear.]

Keep doin' what yer doin' an there ain't no gettin' rid o' me.

[He's smirking and turns around to look behind him. Taking her by the hand, it was time to clean house, kick ass and take names.

Streets were filling up with these Kinshin and it was time to get more souls.]

Ready?

[In person]

[identity profile] hunted-by-fbi.livejournal.com 2010-11-17 02:04 am (UTC)(link)
[Being the thrill seeker he is, he's just as turned on as she is. As the Kinshin approach, now was the time to get down to business.

Taking aim, depressing the bar, the next cannon charge went off and a joyful holler came from the hardened back robber.]

DID YOU SEE THAT!! It's blown t' bits!! Whoo!

[He takes aim on the next one and the thunderous boom is heard again, shaking windows from the concussion.]

[In person]

[identity profile] hunted-by-fbi.livejournal.com 2010-11-17 02:29 am (UTC)(link)
I'm on it!

[It didn't take long for him to spot about one and he spun that canon around on the swivel using the cranks on both sides with relative ease. Taking aim again and the lumbering brute, he fired on it in the brilliant flash. He notices for the first time, being now the third shot, the soul drifting toward the canon that's Nice and absorbed into the metal.]

What the hell was that?

[In person]

[identity profile] hunted-by-fbi.livejournal.com 2010-11-17 02:37 am (UTC)(link)
[He didn't have to see her shudder, he could only imagine it and he did it for her with a twisted expression like he stepped in slime.]

That's kinda grody feelin'.

[He spots another one and turns the cannon.]

Heads up.

[The next blast was a bit more powerful this time than the last.]

Whoa....

[There was nothing left of the Kinshin and the soul was absorbed again.]

[In person]

[identity profile] hunted-by-fbi.livejournal.com 2010-11-18 03:20 am (UTC)(link)
[He surveys the damage himself facing the opposite direction and shakes his head.]

I don't know. It's like somethin' outta some nightmare.

[There's an apparent scowl. He's heard ghost stories before and never really believed in them. His nightmares were far too real to be this monstrous.]

[In person]

[identity profile] hunted-by-fbi.livejournal.com 2010-11-18 03:46 am (UTC)(link)
[Looking over his shoulder at Nice, he nods.]

I'm fine, doll. It's not over yet.

[He followed his gut and that's kept him alive for a long time up until he teamed up with Baby Face Nelson which wasn't by his choice entirely. He was outvoted and that was a mistake that cost him his life.]

[In person]

[identity profile] hunted-by-fbi.livejournal.com 2010-11-19 06:12 pm (UTC)(link)
[His eyes grew steely. He didn't say anything mostly because he didn't have enough to go by.]

Yeah.

[He nods then looks back a Nice.]

Let's blow this joint.

[He knew that going back to the hotel and staying there would most likely be dangerous but at the moment their options were limited. He gave a smirk and patted her on the shoulder.]

That was some mighty fine explosions you did there.

[In person]

[identity profile] hunted-by-fbi.livejournal.com 2010-11-19 06:42 pm (UTC)(link)
[That was logic he couldn't ignore. He debated whether or not they should pack what little they had, and in John's case he was always packed, and leave the hotel. The chances of them returning to this place were higher but then there was something that tugged at the back of his head.]

Nice, what do you think our chances are comin' across those things again?

[He was heading back into the hotel to get his things.]

[In person]

[identity profile] hunted-by-fbi.livejournal.com 2010-11-19 07:08 pm (UTC)(link)
You too.

[Yeah, he didn't like the sound of that but there wasn't much he could do other than to listen to his gut and move to safer ground. He quickly enters his room, grabs his suitcase and tosses Nice a coat.]

You'll need that.

[Putting on his hat, jacket and gloves, he's ready to head out again.]

Let's go.

[And damn if he didn't have his guns. They would have come in handy at least as a deterrent.]

[In person]

[identity profile] hunted-by-fbi.livejournal.com 2010-11-19 08:13 pm (UTC)(link)
[He quickly walked through the hall and down the stairs. Being on the second floor had its advantages but it wasn't all that it was cracked up to be either. It only meant being an easier target. The ground floor was even worse and he didn't want that either.]

[I figured that this would be a good stopping place for them here. Fights with the Kinshin get a little dry after a while. XD]