Hey guys! This is just a continuation of chapter 7! I'll be writing more soon!
Disclaimer: Don't own the characters.
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Slowly approaching the braided pilot from behind, Usagi smiled to herself. This was fun!
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Damn it! Where is she? If I don't find her soon she'll find me and then I won't have any fun! Pausing behind another armchair, Duo was about to move on when he heard it. * click * Ooooh, shit.
Slowly turning around to face the source of the unexpected sound. Yep. It was The Girl. Oh well, might as well try to make up to the person with a gun in her hand. Putting on his brightest smile, Duo began. "Hi! Just the person I was looking for! I wanted to introduce myself! I'm Duo Maxwell, and I was hoping that we could have fun together, annoy the boys sort of thing! Whada ya think?" It wasn't working. The small woman still had that nice little pistol pointed right at his head. Time for another tactic. "Well now, what is a nice girl like you doing with a gun? I'm sure you wouldn't hurt your pal Duo, now would you? I think I'll just go into the hall and put this bucket down now, okay?" A head shake downed that idea.
Deciding that talking wasn't going anywhere, Duo decided to take a more direct route. Lunging for the gun in her hands, Duo prayed that he was fast enough.
She pulled the trigger.
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Hiiro laughed out loud. There, in front of his eyes, the great shinigami was getting shot down by a water gun! If only I had a camera! Duo was running around the room shrieking, pleading with that strange girl to stop. She paid no heed to his cries and was in full pursuit, hitting him with what would have been deadly accuracy had the gun held bullets. She seemed to be having fun. She had even pulled out another, * larger *, gun from somewhere and had * that * strapped to her waist for when her small one ran out of water.
I wonder. . . Rummaging around in a small sack that he had with him, Hiiro found what he was looking for. Good. I can blackmail him later. In his hand Hiiro held a small camera. While intended for spywork during the war, it would serve admirably right now. Turning to the running duo, he let himself do what he rarely did. He smiled. I hope that everything says this good. Snapping several pictures, Hiiro was content.
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If anyone is wondering, that last 'duo' was not a typo. I *meant* the number, not the name.
Disclaimer: Don't own the characters.
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Slowly approaching the braided pilot from behind, Usagi smiled to herself. This was fun!
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Damn it! Where is she? If I don't find her soon she'll find me and then I won't have any fun! Pausing behind another armchair, Duo was about to move on when he heard it. * click * Ooooh, shit.
Slowly turning around to face the source of the unexpected sound. Yep. It was The Girl. Oh well, might as well try to make up to the person with a gun in her hand. Putting on his brightest smile, Duo began. "Hi! Just the person I was looking for! I wanted to introduce myself! I'm Duo Maxwell, and I was hoping that we could have fun together, annoy the boys sort of thing! Whada ya think?" It wasn't working. The small woman still had that nice little pistol pointed right at his head. Time for another tactic. "Well now, what is a nice girl like you doing with a gun? I'm sure you wouldn't hurt your pal Duo, now would you? I think I'll just go into the hall and put this bucket down now, okay?" A head shake downed that idea.
Deciding that talking wasn't going anywhere, Duo decided to take a more direct route. Lunging for the gun in her hands, Duo prayed that he was fast enough.
She pulled the trigger.
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Hiiro laughed out loud. There, in front of his eyes, the great shinigami was getting shot down by a water gun! If only I had a camera! Duo was running around the room shrieking, pleading with that strange girl to stop. She paid no heed to his cries and was in full pursuit, hitting him with what would have been deadly accuracy had the gun held bullets. She seemed to be having fun. She had even pulled out another, * larger *, gun from somewhere and had * that * strapped to her waist for when her small one ran out of water.
I wonder. . . Rummaging around in a small sack that he had with him, Hiiro found what he was looking for. Good. I can blackmail him later. In his hand Hiiro held a small camera. While intended for spywork during the war, it would serve admirably right now. Turning to the running duo, he let himself do what he rarely did. He smiled. I hope that everything says this good. Snapping several pictures, Hiiro was content.
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If anyone is wondering, that last 'duo' was not a typo. I *meant* the number, not the name.