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Who| Homura, OPEN
What| Homura decides to make herself some bombs again.
Where| The Garage/Cornucopia
When| Week 1
Warnings/Notes| Nothing yet!

Well, it had worked before. And Homura saw no reason to suspect that it would not work again.

Soon enough, the elevator dinged, opening up to bring Homura to the parking garage. She stared at the scene, quietly assessing the situation. No sign of anyone down here, no sign anyone had yet taken any of the platform explosives, as she slowly made her way through the garage. She casually sidestepped a pool of blood, looking at the Cornucopia. If there were any supplies left, of course she'd take them as well.

But first things first. She didn't have a gun yet, so right now, her best bet was bombs once more. So forward she went, to the first platform, to do her work.

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Mindy watched, shaking her head. That dumbass. An adult might have had trouble taking her by surprise, but what about someone her age, waiting quietly, than making her trip on her own explosive? That was why making them were so stupid: it took time, too much, and it wasn't like they were surrounded by wilderness, where that wouldn't be an issue.

Just for kicks, she grabbed a nearby pebble and lobbed it near the girl, so she knew that what she was doing was dangerous, at least.

She heard it. The faint scrape of concrete on concrete. There was a definite tenseness in the air now, and with guickness and deftness that seemed almost wrong in someone of Homura's slender build - her hand shot out backwards, grabbing the pebble into her waiting fist.

"...Come on out and reveal yourself." Homura clenched the pebble in her fist, her voice slightly sharp, threatening, as her eyes turned towards the direction the rock came from. "But know this. I have my other hand on the automatic trigger which connects the explosives to motion sensors on this platform. If you intend harm on me, I won't hesitate to turn it back on, so it detects my arm outside of the platform range acceptable for safety. And given the small space we are in, at this moment, and the amount of combustibles in range..."

She didn't hear further movement. That didn't mean anything.

"So...I strongly suggest you choose your next move carefully, if you have any desire to win this game."

Edited 2014-01-24 22:56 (UTC)

Well, to be fair, she HAD given her time. Not exactly smart if she wanted to take her out quickly. Honesty, she was just curious.

"I liked seeing you work. If I wanted to kill you, it would have made more sense to kill you while you were starting out. But I dunno, seems like a kind of a shitty thing to do. I just wanted to see how you did it. Not planning to come back."

Edited 2014-01-24 23:31 (UTC)

"Hm." Given Homura's experience with other girls her age, she wouldn't have been surprised if Mindy had come out and just killed her. "I see. Fair enough."

Was it time to slink in the shadows? Yes. She wasn't about to get caught blown up. There was too much she needed to do.

"Hey! What's your district anyway?"

"Seven."

With that, Homura began to work, quite deftly disconnecting the explosives from the platform. Clearly not a particularly talkative person, when push came to shove, and deemed talking unnecessary.

Edited 2014-01-26 19:31 (UTC)

Huh. Well, there really wasn't much to talk about now. Mindy herself didn't have to stop and talk. There was too much she had to think about, too much to actually plan right now.

"Welp, see you later, I guess, district seven."

Risking her life for some bombs was a pretty stupid idea, especially since she's sat there and let her do it.

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