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Bombs Away!
Topic Started: Oct 24 2011, 01:45 AM (463 Views)
Kitkat
The shrieks that accompanied the bombings delighted Alice. Multi-colored missiles took air, crashing down on the hapless victims from the top of the building she was perched upon, bursting and dowsing the victims in freezing water. She plucked another plump water balloon from her bucket, leaned over the side of the building, extended her arms out, took aim, and released. She leaned back on her elbows, shut her eyes, and listened.

Aieeee! My hair!

The streets were busy. People bustling through the crowded streets, leaving work, out for a quick bite... whatever it was normal people did. But not Alice. She spent the afternoon terrorizing the civilians of Niwa. But there was a method to the madness. One couldn't be too impulsive, unless they were looking to get caught. You had to have patience. Drop, and wait. Drop, and wait. Several times, she'd almost gotten caught. A frenzied woman would alert the authorities and they'd give a half-hearted search for the culprit and then give up, thinking the assailant had fled the scene. They were thinking small, thinking the water-balloonist to be a troublesome teen launching balloons from one of the windows, not a girl atop the very building itself.

Only once, some angry victim caught on, stormed up the stairs to the rooftop and nearly caught her. Alice had just let go of another balloon and watched as it fell earthbound when the only doorway to the roof ripped open. Alice had darted to her feet, knocking the entire bucket of balloons over and watched as they bounced and rolled, raining down on the unsuspecting people below. There was a chorus of shrieks that echoed up from the streets and Alice grinned. The man was angry, obviously, frothing at the mouth with a slew of curses thrown at her. His arms were flailing as he gestured to his damp suit and he continued yelling. She said nothing, simply plucked the now empty bucket, and pointed at him. The man boggled at her, looking down at himself and then over his shoulder, clearly perplexed. When he looked back at her, she was gone.

She'd been more careful to avoid a confrontation this time, had been more alert of her surroundings and possible intrusions. She'd blocked all entrances to the rooftop in case someone was trying to find her and if they came pounding on the door, she'd jump to another roof and away to a different part of the city until she was safe to cause more mischief.

"Fly away~" She let go of the bloated balloon in her fingers, peering over the side up until the moment the woman realized what had happened.

She'd grown particularly fond of the roof of the building she was currently on. Bonded with it, you could say. Nobody had come to find her secret little hiding spot up here and she had stocked up on enough water balloons to keep her occupied for a while longer. "Ahh~ This is the life." She mused to herself, listening to the chaos unfold on the street below as her balloon collided with a woman dressed in a business suit.
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Ali frowned, glancing down at the bucket. "Don't be so rough." She plucked another one from the bucket, cataloging the remaining stock. She tossed it up a few feet and caught it when it came back down, staring at the balloon as it flew.

Grinning at the obviously angry girl, she held up the balloon, "Want to try again?" She beamed.
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Rai sighed, and gnashed her teeth, standing up, holding out her hands again. "Fine, then..." Tilting her head, she studied the girl closely, trying to read her body language. However, she was still bad at it, and could only tell the girl was very agile. In comparison, Rai knew she was more a leaned, toughened machine. She wasn't agile, but what she lacked in agility, she made up for in raw power and endurance. Hmm... perhaps this girl could be of use, if Watanabe could stick to the child's game to earn her trust.

"Give it a go," she stated simply.
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