Cherry Bomb 015 ♦ Nice ♦ Split lips and Bomb testing [In person]

[blondefuse.livejournal.com]

[Anyone..well, anyone in the Manor will be able to hear the sudden, violent sound of an explosion outside in the forest. About a minute passes, before another one goes off, and then another.

Nice was pretty pissed off - although it shouldn't have done, the whole thing with Light and Misa had gotten to her, and she found the only way she knew to quell her bad mood was bombs. The deep split in her bottom lip stung in the cold as she lit yet another cherry bomb, and threw it as hard as she could into the forest - or at least in that general direction.

She had apologised. She'd offered to leave it as was, after all, they'd both gotten a good hit in. That would have been fine with her. She didn't like physical confrontation, she didn't see the point of it. But, if someone decided to throw the first stone, she wasn't going to turn the other cheek as it were. Okay, so maybe Misa had a reason to be 'annoyed' - Nice would be. But it's not like she was trying to steal her pretty boy away, and she'd made that clear. To Nice, there was no reason for her to hit her.

Sighing, she pulls her coat around her a little tighter as she delves into her bag, and pulls out a slightly larger bomb. Lighting the fuse, she nestles it into the snow and legs it in the opposite direction, heading back towards the house. A safe distance away, the sudden detonation (louder and harder than the others) causes her to stop and turn, and despite herself, she grins at the sight of the snow and debris slowly falling back to Earth.]

Comments

[In Person]

[lovesoutdoors.livejournal.com]

Hello there. Do you know what the loud noises are?

[In Person]

[blondefuse.livejournal.com]

[She looks back at Finny]

Yeah..bombs.

[In Person]

[hunted-by-fbi.livejournal.com]

[John knows the sound of those bombs. Grabbing his heavy coat and his spare dark blue one, he headed out to the source of those explosions. Something was definitely wrong. It didn't take a grade "A" genius to figure out that even the things that a person loved most didn't seem to help and clearing the forest in the middle of winter hardly any sense either.

Upon seeing Nice, he stopped and watched the debris fall after a bomb had gone off. He didn't seem fazed by the loud, powerful explosions but Nice was his source of concern.

Draping the coat over her shoulders, he rubs her shoulders.]

Tell me what's wrong, baby.

[In Person]

[blondefuse.livejournal.com]

[Grateful for the extra layer, she tugs the second coat across her chest as she turns to face John]

Just somethin' that happened yesterday

[She gestures to her lip]

Just got under my skin. 's nothin' serious

[In Person]

[hunted-by-fbi.livejournal.com]

[His eyes narrow, his heart sinks. He inhales deeply to keep from getting upset but he holds it back to keep from lashing out. John didn't like seeing Nice marred up and he recognized a split lip coming from a fist than from an item.]

Who did that?

[In Person]

[blondefuse.livejournal.com]

[She hated telling on people, but she knew he also hated liars]

This chick called Misa - but it's settled now, it's fine. There's no need ta stir things up again

[In Person]

[hunted-by-fbi.livejournal.com]

[He had put it out of his mind to seek revenge for her for now simply because he didn't attack women...regularly. John felt confident that Nice handled it and there was no need to go through with the follow up but still he felt burned.]

If you say ya handled it, I'll leave it be.

[He moved to embrace Nice and sighs.]

It's done 'n' over with. So if yer tellin' me t' let it go, you should too.

[In Person]

[blondefuse.livejournal.com]

[She hugs him back, feeling somewhat calmer than she had before]

Yeah, I know..it just pissed me off - I just ain't used ta handlin' things so childishly. I haven't had my hair pulled since elementary..

[She was glad she got to finish things off though; one good lesson - never start fights, always end them]

She's gonna have a real nice shiner though..~

[In Person]

[hunted-by-fbi.livejournal.com]

[With a grin, John kisses her forehead.]

That's my girl. That pretty face o' hers is gonna have a good reminder not t' mess with ya.

[And John has a lot of confidence in Nice to handling her problems.]

Are ya gonna waste any more of them bombs?

[In Person]

[blondefuse.livejournal.com]

[She smiles a little]

I hope so - I'd hate to make her bruises symmetrical - an' the way I see it, it ain't a waste as long as somethin' gets reverted to kit form. 'Sides, it's helps me calm down..

[In Person]

[hunted-by-fbi.livejournal.com]

A'right.

[Looking at the splintered forest, he smirked.]

Think that pirate's got somethin' t' work with now?

[In Person]

[blondefuse.livejournal.com]

[She glances back over her shoulder, and laughs a little - now that she could see how much damage she'd created, she felt 10x better]

He's welcome to it - Just glad ta be of service~

/laaate raeg

[p3rfect-kill3r.livejournal.com]

[Explosions normally make him wary, normally. After the other week even more so, especially when he knew that Nice used them. Following the sounds he spots her. He says nothing initially, he's allowing her her time to calm down. That is until he spots her lip. Warning bells go off and he suddenly feels a little irritated. Storming over he lifts her chin up to him and inspects the tiny split. His brows drawn and voice harshened with that feral husk he got whenever he was about to break something.]

What happened.

Re: /laaate raeg

[blondefuse.livejournal.com]

[Nice didn't notice Shiki until the last second, so in short, he pretty much gave her a heart attack. She pulls her face away from his hand]

's nothin', don't worry about it

[p3rfect-kill3r.livejournal.com]

[He growls as he yanks it back, eyes wide and it seems as though the red of his eyes really are burning.]

Don't give me that. Who did this to you?

[blondefuse.livejournal.com]

[With his tone and the aggression in his eyes, Nice pulls away again, but this time she backs up a little]

This chick called Misa. We had a little misunderstandin' and she got a hit in, that's all

Don't freak out. 's just a split lip. 'sides, it's over an' done with now - there's no need ta stir things up

[p3rfect-kill3r.livejournal.com]

[He sees her back away. That uneasiness. He used to crave it within others, but as of late he's become irritated whenever people give him that look. Especially those he considers allies.]

I am not content unless you avenged yourself. I won't allow others to dishonour my allies.

[blondefuse.livejournal.com]

[She shrugs, not wanting to talk about it anymore. The entire situation pissed her off beyond belief]

Yeah yeah..It's sorted. We're even, though she might not like me for a while.

[p3rfect-kill3r.livejournal.com]

[He frowns and runs a hand through his hair. He could understand. Private matters after all.]

That doesn't matter. She sounds as though she's not worth the time of day.

[blondefuse.livejournal.com]

Pretty much..

[She sighs in frustration]

's just a pain, ya know? I ain't a fan a confrontation an' she just..I asked her ta leave it

[p3rfect-kill3r.livejournal.com]

[Patting her shoulder he frowns, looking more concerned than frustrated right now.]

She didn't?

[In Person]

[worldsrunnerup.livejournal.com]

[He's been watching standing calf deep in the snow. He's been there since the third blast. He knows better than anyone else what a good explosion can do for your nerves. He's done exactly what she's doing, more than once. After watching the explosion and allowing Nice to enjoy the sort of post explosion afterglow before speaking]

That was a nice one.

[He's not out there to be nice. No, he likes her but Mello is far from the nurturing type. He's there for information. ...Mostly.]

[In Person]

[blondefuse.livejournal.com]

[She looks round suddenly; she hadn't heard him approach, and despite all the noise she was making, she hadn't expected anyone to come find her]

Yeah..how long ya been stood there?

[She was a little testy; she was still feeling irate from the fight and her busted lip was starting to throb in the cold]

[In Person]

[worldsrunnerup.livejournal.com]

Wanted to make sure it was one of us blowing up the forest and not the Author deciding she wanted to get rid of us.

[Kinda. He's also just dickishly curious]

[In Person]

[blondefuse.livejournal.com]

[Small smirk]

I'm sure if she wanted us out she'd send us home. Or she'd kill us off slowly, like with a virus or somethin'.

Makes for a better story