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When would the silly humans learn that their puny weapons were futile against the much stronger angels?

Hopefully not soon.

It was oh so fun to play.

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Rikku entered the park, somewhat nervously, but with her chin set. She was going to find one of the freaking angels, and she was going to try her damnedest to blow it up, and if that didn't work, she was going to run like hell.

She was staying close to the perimeter, if she could, and following the path, and she wasn't scared. Much. Really.

The bomb she was carrying helped with her nerves.

Edited 2008-03-14 20:00 (UTC)

There was an angel there, waiting.

It looked so serene, eyes hidden.

Her heart was pounding faster. There. That was one of them. It ... looked kinda calm, and soothing, and that almost made her question whether it really was one of the bad ones.

Except what were the odds that there were a bunch of harmless angel statues, hanging around the good ones?

Right. She walked up to it, eying it, waiting for it to do something tricky.

It did nothing, just stood silently, waiting.

Always waiting. One look away. One turn of the head. A single flutter of her eyes and it would move.

Quickly, silently. It waited.

This was it. Right? This was ... one of the statues. What if there were harmless ones and the others were mean and ...

She closed her eyes and took a deep breath. Stop it, Rikku. Shredding her nerves was not going to help. Pick a damn statue and blow it up.

One blink and it had moved. Closer, looming over the bouncy girl.

But silent, harmless. Yes. Harmless.

Rikku jumped. Whoa. Okay. Either she was seeing things, or it just moved, and either way it was freaking her the hell out and that meant it was time to blow it to bits.

She marched up to it, purposefully, kneeling by the base. "I have something for you," she announced cheerfully, setting down the bomb she'd spent the morning fine-tuning. "Little bit old-school, little bit of Spira goodness. I think you'll like it."

The angel didn't react. It's eyes remained covered, unchanging.

Whatever the girl was doing was of no concern to the harmless stone.

Rikku made sure to affix it nicely to the base, so that if it got any more crazy ideas about moving around, it wasn't going to fall off. She hoped.

And then she jumped up, nodded, and jogged to safety. "Safety" being, "far enough away that I can blow this sucker to bits and not lose an arm."

She probably should have kept her eyes on the statue, instead of turning to run.

The blast changed nothing. The statue was still there, angel completely intact.

Of course, it had moved when she turned her back and was reaching for her. If she was smart, she would run.

Her jaw dropped. "You're not even hurt! You can't be! You ..."

It was closer. It was reaching for her. Now was not the time to argue.

She stumbled backwards, eyes wide. A few more feet. And when she'd put a little more distance between them, she was going to turn and run for her life.

Faith was making one quick round of the park. A careful one. Just to make sure nobody was stuck with an angel or some shit. Right.

She had a crossbow, even though she wasn't sure it'd help, and she was moving along at a fast clip. Just doing a patrol sweep.

Until she spotted something black lying on the ground.

The statue appeared in the blink of an eye.

Hands covered its eyes as it waited for the chance to move closer.

Edited 2008-03-15 03:20 (UTC)

Faith eyed the statue, keeping the crossbow trained on it, and tried to make her way slowly to the rectangular black object. It was small. She stole a quick glance at it, noticing that it looked familiar.

And when she looked back, she might notice the statue was behind her.

It was like a game of peek-a-boo. Except the angel always got to be 'it.'

Okay, this statue was getting on her fuckin' nerves. She whirled around, keeping her eyes trained on it, and knelt down, feeling around for ... where was that stupid thing, anyway?

When her fingers brushed over it, she realized she knew what it was, and it was like a punch in the gut. And she had to look, even though she promised herself she wouldn't, just a quick glance to confirm her worst fears.

Dale's tape recorder.

Her quick glance wasn't quick enough. The statue's arm had somehow stretched out, pointing at her.

It wanted to play.

Faith didn't want to play. Faith gritted her teeth and punched that smug stupid statue, right in the midsection. Knowing it was fucking stupid, and not caring, because Dawnie and her boy and Mel and Dale and ... her hand smashed against cold stone and oh fuck that hurt.

She let in a hiss of breath and she only blinked for a second, wincing, sure she'd just broken something and not really giving a damn.

Now that punch wasn't nice. The angel was ready and willing to let the mean girl join her friends.

It showed her just how ready when she blinked, a snarl contorting its face.

Seeking time had arrived.

Shit. Shit. Shit. That was a bad face. That face meant it was time to grab her crossbow and the tape recorder and scramble and run and not take her eyes off it, not for a second, don't look away, Faith, just run.

Friiiiiiiiiiiiiiiday!

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