LawOfUeki x DOS (1/?)
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Aina wasn't sure what she was thinking.
The girl looked like such a sweet child.
Pretty, cute, a bit baby-faced, but that was to be expected from human children, as far as she knew. The girl was wearing a pretty little dress with a mandarin collar and meticulously embroidered accents on smooth silk that screamed wealth. A little sheltered rich girl who probably thought the world was all sunshine and bubblegum. Her hair was in an adorable bun and a dainty jeweled butterfly clip kept her fringe from falling over her big sparkly eyes.
This was the kind of child who could melt even the iciest of hearts, the type of child even Aina, with all her disgust of snot-nosed brats, couldn't help but want to indulge.
The girl looked like such a good child.
Aina saw it in the way the girl obeyed her parents' commands to sit and stay like a trained dog while they went milling around and socializing with business associates and the like. The girl didn't look put out, or even pouted. She'd just nodded and smiled and sat quietly for the next two hours with a stillness that Aina never thought a child was capable of. Definitely a little girl who was eager to please.
The kind, Aina thought, who would be perfect to help make Aina the next God.
Someone had to make sure the next God wasn't another lecherous idiot, and that person was Aina. And this little girl was going to help her, she decided.
"Now? Do I need to think of one now?" the little girl, with honestly the biggest, roundest doe eyes Aina had ever seen, asked persistently.
Aina, who'd been scrolling through her PDA, confirming the little girl had enough Talents to last, nodded absently and waved her hand dismissively. She hadn't even been listening. She should've been. Because a split second later, the girl spat out a power and Aina granted it without even thinking.
She blamed it on the PDA. Emails were piling up. And Aina blamed it on her apparent misunderstanding of the girl, because she'd been expecting a power like, turn things into cake, or turn animals into her friends (now that was a scary power; turn animals into friends? What if it was turn everyone into her friends? Aina didn't want to think about the possible backlash a power like that would have, if it even had one).
She should've been paying more attention. She should've observed the little girl a while longer, because Aina was wrong. Completely and absolutely wrong! She couldn't even put to words how wrong she was!
The sweet little girl wasn't sweet at all.
She was a scary little monster who'd wished for the power to make words explode.
What kind of sweet child asked for such an ability?
Aina flinched and cringed as the word recycle on the garbage can beside her went kaboom! The scent of burning paper and melted plastic wafted through the air. The paper inside were suddenly in the wind, singed and glowing with flickering fires, and there was a hole in the melted plastic where the word was just a moment ago.
Oh God. The power was a deadly one. Shit, shit, shitshitshitshitshitshit-
The little girl (what the heck was her name, anyway?) giggled as she sprinted off to God knows where to blast more things to pieces.
Ugh.
Aina exhaled. Inhaled. She braced herself as she cautiously followed the girl overhead.
Except she couldn't find her. Where was the little girl Aina had just given the ability to blow things up to?!
A block away behind her, something went kaboom! and Aina wanted to cower. So. Much. The property damage, thank God, that jerk, that lecher, that Aina didn't need to pay human property damage.
Another explosion two blocks away. Aina needed to find that girl fast. She ran towards the direction of the climbing smokestacks and prayed, prayed to God, the damned pervert, that no one was hurt. The competition wasn't for another month! Aina didn't want to hurt her chances at become the next King (Queen?) of the Celestial World before it even began.
But, she thought, flinching when she heard another explosion a couple blocks in the opposite direction (how did that little monster get there?!), at this rate, the girl was going to lose all her talents and disappear!
Aina could see it now. Little puny humans crying because they were just a tad bit too close to a word the adorable monster blew up, and on the little girl's file of Talents on Aina's PDA, every single icon vanishing, and the little girl just gone-
Damn her. Damn herself for not doing more research and for not paying more attention, and damn that little trigger happy monster who shouldn't be that fond of explosions!
She only gave the girl the power, what, ten minutes ago? And Aina was already beginning to doubt whether the damned Celestial World throne was worth the trouble.
"Where the heck are you, brat!?"
Elsewhere, Shikako laughed, very glad that shinobi skills translated very well into this world, and started brainstorming of all the things she could do with the Blank Talent.
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A/N: Aina, written as 愛菜, meaning 'love' and 'vegetables'.
Perhaps she agreed to join the competition for the Blank Talent. Maybe the Talent to Stay Dead? The Talent to Stop Remembering Previous Lives? The Talent to Always Find Her Loved Ones? (How desperate and tired of being dying and being reborn would Shikako have to be to want talents like that? It's terrible that I could find angst potential here.)
Or maybe she just really missed being able to blow things up.
Edit 8/11/15: Fixed spelling error I spotted.