We conquer paradise just to burn it to the ground...

[of_rageandruin]

When archangels go to war, it doesn't tend to be in Romana's typical sleek sedans with tinted windows. More often, it's in vans - large, windowless, capable of holding a good-sized group of archangels and their weaponry. An obscene number of these vans are now pulling up around the Main Gauche, doors swinging open and angels with a variety of large

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[eatthepastries]

Kiki is scared- terrified, even. She wasn't meant to do this, why pick her, why pick her? All she can hear was her mother's voice, telling her to use her words, telling her not to hit, telling her that hurting things was wrong. Hurting things is wrong.

She's trying her hardest not to cry, because soldiers don't cry. But Kiki isn't a soldier. She's just a girl, a little girl who can't really form a fist correctly. And they've dressed her up in armor and handed her a gun and now they expect her to shoot, they expect her to kill.

Killing is bad.

She looks around at the other angels- they seem to know what they're doing, they seem to understand how this works. How does it work? This isn't her, she isn't a soldier. Something went wrong and she can't do this. She can't kill.

She misses Steve.

He understood her, a little. They were the outcasts. They were going to stick together, watch each other's backs, and then he got scared and left. Without her.

His words come back to her for a moment, about how she was going to be a star, a hero. She licks her lips, then bites the bottom one. She can do this. She's a star. This is her moment and she's going to step up to bat and crack that ball out of the park. These people, if you could even call them that, are bad, and killing them would be doing a good thing. Kiki can do good things. She can do this. She was trained to hunt, she was trained to kill, and now she's going to act on her training.

She heads forward, gun at the ready. This is her day, this is her moment to shine, and someone's gonna die.

[sauntereddown]

Logan's a bit of an odd killer sometimes. For all that she's happy to kill people in rather large and nasty explosions, "rain of bullets" is not really her thing. She's taking care with her shots, firing with precision. One by one across the battlefield, angels are dropping with single shots to their head.

Logan takes note of one little angel, red hair, looking all scared and determined as Logan sights on her through the scope. She takes aim, precise as ever, and fires.

[eatthepastries]

She's going to kill, she's going to shine, she's a star she's a star she's a star, oh if only Stevie could see her now, he'd be so proud, they would all be so proud and THIS IS HER MOMENT SHE'S GOING TO-

It doesn't sound any different than the other shots that have gone out over the grounds. In fact, it could have been someone elses, but it's not. Not today. The day she was supposed to shine. The day she was supposed to show them all just how good she was.

She never got the chance.

She falls to the ground.

Kiki Monroe is dead.

She's dead and she never got to be a star.

What would Stevie say now?