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capeandcowl2012-03-20 06:30 pm
klutziness) wrote in capeandcowl2012-03-20 06:30 pm
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[it’s at night, the camera angle a little jumpy and the lighting a flashlight held by the same person who has the camera. max is crouched on the ground setting something up, hoodie up. she looks up after a moment and grins.]
Did you just improvise all of this?
Because this bit right here – [she points to something in the shadowy lump she’s been working over] – I love it.
[someone’s yellow-nailpolished hand comes into the frame, adjusting what max had just been pointing to. rikku then leans down a little further, trying to get a closer look; she’s wearing a red beanie hat, and nods with a grin.]
Yeah. It’s kinda what I do with my free time, y’know? It takes a little to get all the bits and pieces and chemicals, but it’s worth it.
It is definitely worth it. I haven't done much work with chemicals, but I'd love to know more. [max stands up, grinning.] Okay, I think we're good to go.
[the video cuts out, and resumes about seven minutes later. it’s still dark outside. rikku has something in her hand—some kind of remote-looking device. she offers it to max after fiddling with it for a moment.]
Wanna do the honors?
It would be my pleasure. [she takes it and presses the button. nothing happens. she gently presses the button again, and then turns to rikku, an eyebrow raised.] It was definitely set up right.
[rikku had been waiting too, but disappointment is evident on her face when nothing happens. she takes the remote, turning it over in her hands for a second. then she gives it a shake, and kind of pounds it with a fist.]
Come on, I knew I did this right! Fung, tysh ed!
[max looks disappointed too.] One of us is going to have to go back in, huh - [KA-BOOM. the abandoned building in frame turns into dust in a storm of bright explosions. rikku is thrown back a few steps, automatically raising her arms to shield her face. once the building is completely collapsed, she kind of looks to max, and then breaks into a grin, pumping a fist into the air and jumping up and down.]
Woo-hoo! That was totally awesome!
[max's grin is threatening to split her face open, and she lets out a whoop of victory before turning and holding her hand up for a high five.] That was amazing!
[rikku immediately grants her that high five, and nods.]
Yeah! We used to do things like that ‘round Home when people wanted to build new things. But it never gets old. We’ll totally have to do this again sometime.
You can always count me in for sure. [so much grinning.] I can't imagine this ever getting old.
Chyeah. Now let me tell you about those bombs—
[and the feed cuts. orange is rikku, purple is max. this is forward-dated to tonight, around 1 a.m.]
Did you just improvise all of this?
Because this bit right here – [she points to something in the shadowy lump she’s been working over] – I love it.
[someone’s yellow-nailpolished hand comes into the frame, adjusting what max had just been pointing to. rikku then leans down a little further, trying to get a closer look; she’s wearing a red beanie hat, and nods with a grin.]
Yeah. It’s kinda what I do with my free time, y’know? It takes a little to get all the bits and pieces and chemicals, but it’s worth it.
It is definitely worth it. I haven't done much work with chemicals, but I'd love to know more. [max stands up, grinning.] Okay, I think we're good to go.
[the video cuts out, and resumes about seven minutes later. it’s still dark outside. rikku has something in her hand—some kind of remote-looking device. she offers it to max after fiddling with it for a moment.]
Wanna do the honors?
It would be my pleasure. [she takes it and presses the button. nothing happens. she gently presses the button again, and then turns to rikku, an eyebrow raised.] It was definitely set up right.
[rikku had been waiting too, but disappointment is evident on her face when nothing happens. she takes the remote, turning it over in her hands for a second. then she gives it a shake, and kind of pounds it with a fist.]
Come on, I knew I did this right! Fung, tysh ed!
[max looks disappointed too.] One of us is going to have to go back in, huh - [KA-BOOM. the abandoned building in frame turns into dust in a storm of bright explosions. rikku is thrown back a few steps, automatically raising her arms to shield her face. once the building is completely collapsed, she kind of looks to max, and then breaks into a grin, pumping a fist into the air and jumping up and down.]
Woo-hoo! That was totally awesome!
[max's grin is threatening to split her face open, and she lets out a whoop of victory before turning and holding her hand up for a high five.] That was amazing!
[rikku immediately grants her that high five, and nods.]
Yeah! We used to do things like that ‘round Home when people wanted to build new things. But it never gets old. We’ll totally have to do this again sometime.
You can always count me in for sure. [so much grinning.] I can't imagine this ever getting old.
Chyeah. Now let me tell you about those bombs—
[and the feed cuts. orange is rikku, purple is max. this is forward-dated to tonight, around 1 a.m.]
permavid.
[just the way she liked it]
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That was professionally contained, Rikku.
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[though he won't go so far as to say he was a terrorist, there really is an art to bringing down a building surrounded by other buildings and leaving them all unscathed.]
Heh... that seems to have made Max happy.
Thank you.
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[she pauses, and suddenly makes this private.]
She's seemed kinda down lately. I thought this'd cheer her up.
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...Max was subject to incredible stressors during the City Skrull invasion. I--was at a loss for how to alleviate them without removing a protective level of caution from her. I could not assure her I was not an enemy, lest I at some point became one, and that trust became an agent of her destruction.
[with some relief]
Destruction appears to have therapeutic value.
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It really does! Haven't you ever just been mad and like, thrown a wrench and had it break a window and just felt better?
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If you need supplies or a list of suggested targets, let me know. I would like to help you help her.
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Oh! Well, that'd be really cool.
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Yeah, totally schway.
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