He's told us not to blow it 'cause he knows it's all worthwhile...

[thatsortofaman]

The last time the Doctor was in the hotel, he almost got thrown through the Rift. But it's been a while, he's got things to do, and he's not particularly in the mood to be chased away by Romana Angelos. This is not a happy Doctor

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[broketheboyinme]

Sky wanders into the common room, looking about as surly as he can possibly get, because no one likes to get their ass chewed out by good old reliable Captain Sterling when it comes to the matter of blowing up piers.

He stalks over to the couch and flops down in it, pulling a rubber ball out of his pocket and tossing it up and down in a bored, irritated manner. "True or false," he says out loud, mostly to Martin since he happens to be closest. "The methods you use to kill a demon shouldn't matter so long as the demon dies."

Of course, that doesn't take into account property damage and the like, but Sky rarely takes those things into account.

[astrongerbeacon]

Martin looks up, in the middle of tangling the string around his fingers more. It's still hard to tell if it's actually meant to be something or not. "False," he answers, with a quirk of a smile, "though if you want the other answer, you can probably ask any other angel in this basement. I think the split's about fifty-fifty."

[broketheboyinme]

"That does not surprise me," Sky mutters, catching the ball again as it comes down and holding it in his hand, deeply considering it. "Still, there is a hell of a lot of poetry in taking a demon down with a well-timed explosion, and it's not like the pier wasn't empty at the time."

Ah, see, the point emerges if you wait. Poor Sky has a very hard time letting things go.

[astrongerbeacon]

"Yeah, I... heard about that," Martin says slowly, untangling his fingers from the string and letting it drop. "Didn't you get in trouble in Tokyo for the exact same thing? ...Minus the pier, I'm thinking, unless there's something I missed about that story."

[broketheboyinme]

Sky swings his feet around to propel himself into a sitting position on the couch and lets the ball drop into his lap and he holds up a single finger of each hand in a very 'wait just one second' gesture.

"Okay, first of all, that building was set to be demolished anyway. Second of all, a demon in Tokyo is like a rat in a French restaurant- you really hope they don't exist and if they do, you probably don't want everyone to know about it. It's a great deal more effective to blow something up than just shoot it."

Yes, but not if you attract the attention of everyone in the city doing it, but this logic has apparently not been hammered into Sky's head yet.

[astrongerbeacon]

"Yeah, because explosions are really inconspicuous," Martin says slowly, frowning like he's trying to figure out if there's some logic he's missing here. After a moment he decides no, there's really not, and puts it down to crazy archangel kids being... well, crazy kids. With pretty poor judgment. "I'm shocked Vincent can't follow your logic."

[broketheboyinme]

"I know. It's a problem." Sky does usually recognize sarcasm when he hears it. He's not that stupid- somehow being deeply contemplative about how very much right he is with his methods or whatever.

He looks up and regards Martin carefully, "So how do you go about doing it? You know, the whole killing demons bit. Fast and nasty with bullets like the old pros?"

He, thankfully, holds back the urge to snort derisively. Apparently, Sky finds nothing poetic about guns, even if he has used them and carries one. He just doesn't like them, unless they're capable of producing really big booms. Bazookas are nice, for example.

[astrongerbeacon]

Martin does snort - clearly, Georgia's rubbed off on him some, though she'd be a bit more rude about it and probably literally smack some sense into the kid. "Yes, with guns. Unless we've got a really good reason to be more showy. Bombs are just a lot more trouble than they're worth, all around." One day, maybe, this kid'll learn that. Hopefully before he gets himself killed.