Cherry Bomb 001 ♦ Nice ♦ This ain't no train I've seen before// Intro [In person]

[blondefuse]

[Anyone heading to the third floor corridor may just meet Nice coming down the stairs. She's not panicking or angry at being somewhere completely alien to her. She looks relaxed, chilled out, as if nothing in the world in bothering her. This is, however, untrue.

Running a gloved hand down the banister as she nears the bottom steps, she pushes her

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[In Person]

[hunted_by_fbi]

[John had pulled his door closed and kicked most of the tribbles out of the way so he could walk. There were simply too many around and he wasn't in a good mood.

Seeing a new person walking down the banister from the third floor while he was on the opposite end of the hall toward the second floor banister leading down, John squints to see if she was familiar to him at all.]

You new?

[In Person]

[blondefuse]

[She looks up instantly at the sound of a voice. Turning towards John, she places a hand on her hip]

Depends on who's askin'

What is this place? Cuz last time I checked I was on a train, and this don't look like any train I've ever been on before.

[In Person]

[hunted_by_fbi]

Ain't no train, doll. Name's John Dillinger.

[He kicks a few more with his foot as he walks to clear a path through the sea of Tribbles.]

Damn furballs gettin' in everything. Yer stuck in a manor in the middle of nowhere with a bunch of do-gooders.

[He sounds almost bitter but uses it to gauge the woman in front of him.]

[In Person]

[blondefuse]

[She frowns. None of that sounded appealing]

Good ta meetcha John, but none 'a that sounds good to me. I got somethin' I need ta get back to

[She's trying to ignore the tribbles; right now she needed to focus on getting home]

[In Person]

[worldsrunnerup]

[Hello fellow scarred person]

[Mello is on his way back upstairs from the kitchen with a bowl of chocolate ice cream. He pauses when he sees the new person and his eyes go wide. He recognizes that scar because he's got one too. It's not every day you meet another burn victim, in fact before coming here he'd never actually met another one.]

You're new.

[He figures he should say something]

[In Person]

[blondefuse]

[Nice has much the same reaction to Mello's scar, but is happy to see another person. However, not knowing whether or not he's a threat, her hand goes to her hip (and subsequently her belt, where the majority of her bombs are kept)]

I guess - I don't suppose you can tell me where the hell I am, exactly?

[Her tone isn't irritated, but rather friendly, and a little anxious]

[In Person]

[worldsrunnerup]

[He likes your style already]

Yeah, I could. I'll fill you in, but first I need your name.

[In Person]

[blondefuse]

Fine, 's long as you give me yours.

[She holds her hand out. She figures he's a good guy - bad guys don't eat chocolate ice cream]

Name's Nice. Nice Holystone.