The Park, Monday Afternoon

[bookbeltof_love]

The park was… the park was dismal. What had happened to it? Where were the trees? The birds? The pond? The playground was, like, something out of a nightmare. Like, if she squinted a bit she could see where things were supposed to be but then…

"Is that a bomb??????????????????????!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! ?"

Honestly, the trip getting to the park had been fraught enough with danger, but at the sight of the giant had-to-be-an-explosive, Nina just stared, gape-mouthed at it.

"What are we supposed to do about that????????????"

Even Nina knew better than to hit it.

"Do you, like, think that's the cause of everything?????????????"

If so, this was not a problem she and Wayne could likely solve by hitting things. Which was a crying shame; it had worked perfectly for getting them out here.

[For him that is with her! But also open, open park!]

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[howareyanow]

And Wayne, moving his head only marginally, glanced back down at Nina. Partly for effect, but also partly to see if she happened to doing...Big Eyes. Y'know, that thing, when a gal's sweet on a dude and she's shorter than him, instead of tilting her neck up to look at him, she'll just keep her head straight and look up with her eyes. Like puppy dog eyes.

Big Eyes.

"I don't think you would," said Wayne.

Who totally thought she would.

[bookbeltof_love]

Poor boy. Poor, poor boy, to think that Nina was capable of any sort of subtlety when it came to a guy she crushed on. She liked Wayne, she did. He was good, solid farmer's stock. Gruff but friendly. Cute but not what she'd call easy on the eyes.

And completely not the sort of guy she crushed on at all.

Totally not knightly enough.

Her grinning up at him was just a grin.

"You don't think I'd like kicking you????????????" she teased.

[howareyanow]

See, now, but almost every gal Wayne ever talked to was shorter than he was, so checking for Big Eyes when a gal looked up was about as second nature as checking your boots for cow shit when you entered the house.

Not knightly enough, indeed.

"Nice, sweet girl like you?" he said, turning his attention back up to the bomb and clearly ignoring what this nice, sweet girl could do with a bunch of books on a belt. "Not very likeleh."

[bookbeltof_love]

And he hadn't even seen her just sit down and read them, still wet with blood from her enemies!

"Flatterer," Nina said, since honestly, there were much better targets to hit out here than him. "Do you think, like, we should take pictures of the bomb?????????????? See if anyone else might know how to deal with it???????????"

[howareyanow]

"Hey, now," said Wayne with a note of approval, "there's an idea. Get it from a few angles, maybe someone else'll see something about it we're likeleh to miss. Maybe might help figure out what kind of power we might need if we want to just try and airlift the thing right on outta here..."