"Merde!" Remy cursed as another round of submachine gun fire tattooed the concrete wall above his head, sending sharp slivers of shrapnel down where he huddled under his trenchcoat. The streets of Tokyo were no place to get yourself backed into a cul-de-sac with angry oni-possessed Yakuza gangsters hunting you down in some weird blood ritual.
"'Manda!" he barked, "Somet'ing new an' dangerous would be welcome right about now!"
Across the alleyway, from behind a bullet-dented dumpster, Amanda's hands twitched and her eyes opened, flashing neon and chrome into the alleyway. She spun out into the alleyway, glittering arcane energy spiraling around her, as words came instinctively to her in a shout:
"MAGICAL CHAV-TASTIC NICOTINE ARMAGEDDON!"
In a tornado of foul-smelling smoke and torn filters, a miasma of tobacco smoke blasted through the Tokyo streets. When it cleared, the once-possessed gangsters were all face-down in the gutters, coughing and vomiting. Twitching, Amanda turned to Remy with an embarrassed shrug.
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"Now is not the time to try something new."
Date: 2008-01-14 09:04 pm (UTC)"'Manda!" he barked, "Somet'ing new an' dangerous would be welcome right about now!"
Across the alleyway, from behind a bullet-dented dumpster, Amanda's hands twitched and her eyes opened, flashing neon and chrome into the alleyway. She spun out into the alleyway, glittering arcane energy spiraling around her, as words came instinctively to her in a shout:
"MAGICAL CHAV-TASTIC NICOTINE ARMAGEDDON!"
In a tornado of foul-smelling smoke and torn filters, a miasma of tobacco smoke blasted through the Tokyo streets. When it cleared, the once-possessed gangsters were all face-down in the gutters, coughing and vomiting. Twitching, Amanda turned to Remy with an embarrassed shrug.
"Maybe dat a little too new," Remy said quietly.