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boys and their toys [INCOMPLETE]

Jan 11, 2009 17:47

WHO: Mello and Heero (aka the clones).
WHERE: Mello's shop.
WHEN: Friday, Jan. 9, early afternoon, backdated for greater fail.
WARNINGS: Violence, things going boom, Mello.
SUMMARY: Heero wants some explosives. Mello shows him some explosives. Then things explode. Uh. Whoops.
FORMAT: Whatever, man.

( oh man, come see what this one does! 8DDDDD )

† mello | m, † heero yuy | zero, *in progress

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waywardwing January 12 2009, 02:28:02 UTC

As the gun shop came into view, Heero went over the route he had just taken one last time, making sure to memorize it. It never hurt to take preemptive measures in case he ever got lost. He reached the open door and walked inside a moment later, eyes briefly roving over the few weapons on display. His gaze landed on Mello, and he nodded, going to stand near the counter.

"Do you have the explosives?" He asked bluntly, remembering Trowa's words from when they had briefly met again. Trowa didn't trust Mello. Heero couldn't help but privately agree, even with Duo's approval. He'd have to be careful about this.

phallboy January 12 2009, 19:08:52 UTC

He couldn't conceal a small smirk at Heero's manners, or lack of them. The kid was purely business, as different from Duo as night from day. Or maybe there was something else; Mello was fairly certain Duo didn't actually trust him, because Duo never really let go, despite what he might say to the contrary. It was obvious, though, that none of the other members of their little 'squad' trusted him for shit, even before Heero arrived.

It didn't matter, of course. Mello didn't need any of them to trust him. Business relationships should stay that way unless, of course, one of those involved was gullible enough to be manipulated. None of these kids were, and Mello knew it.

He nodded towards the back room, smile slipping into an almost frighteningly intent look as he pushed the door open to reveal boxes in various sizes, pulled out of the safe for this purpose. "What kind were you looking for, exactly?"

waywardwing January 12 2009, 23:40:05 UTC

"Weaker explosives," Heero answered, leaning on the counter as he peered with intrigue at the boxes in the back room. "Ones that are relatively insensitive, although I would like to know what else you might have." He had been thinking about this during the whole walk, and had come to the conclusion that he would need to keep as few explosives as was possible.

Of course, that was assuming he actually had the money to buy them. He felt himself starting to frown, and quickly schooled his expression again. "I won't be able to buy anything," he added. Even if he could, he still wasn't sure about where he could store things.

phallboy January 13 2009, 00:22:24 UTC

Mello shrugged off the comment about payment; he was fairly certain that income wouldn't be an issue in the long run, and that Heero would be a regular customer, so he had no problems showing off what he had.

"I'm still building up my stock," he responded, picking through the boxes. "Handmaking most of them, but anyway . . . " He slid a few boxes across the floor towards Heero. "These might interest you. Weak enough, hardy. You can look through 'em, I don't care."

[ooc: lol i have. no idea how an explosion big enough to take out a wall would be triggered, so you can do it if you want :|]

waywardwing January 19 2009, 02:23:07 UTC

[ooc: Annnnnd now I'm just gonna BS, because apparently handmade explosives can just go off by themselves from time to time.]Heero crouched besides the boxes and began intently looking them over, studying the make and whether any immediately appeared similar to the ones he preferred to use. The second to last box seemed the most promising, and he carefully pushed the others away to sit down by it. He picked the safest looking one up and scrutinized it, testing how it felt in his hand ( ... )

phallboy January 22 2009, 20:41:00 UTC

[ooc: BSING IS GOOD OKAY. also lol open-ended comment is open-ended]He glanced at the make Heero was holding out and nodded. "Yeah, I've got a couple. They're very handy. I can go get - " He paused. "What is it ( ... )

waywardwing January 25 2009, 02:28:26 UTC

[ooc: Lol Heero's thought processes what.]

Heero had been expecting the worst; even if the bomb hadn't hit him, the rubble would have. He should've had cuts and bruises at the very least.

He had felt the debris hitting him. He had felt it. But as the dust settled and Heero raised his head, he noticed that there was a very small circle of clear area around him ( ... )

phallboy January 27 2009, 20:43:27 UTC

[ooc: awesomeness, clearly. also LOL HOW DOES I TAG THINGS 8D]

Mello let out a slow breath. He was completely unharmed. Even Mello had a couple of cuts, but Heero had nothing. He looked a little stiff as he stood up, maybe, but -

He paused. He knew this. This was good. Heero was invulnerable.

That was sort of fitting.

A slow grin spread across his face. "Yeah," he said. "I guess we have."

waywardwing January 29 2009, 01:24:39 UTC

[ooc: fff you dork &hearts And also, the smile wasn't enough for me, kay. He's smug.]

Heero felt his own expression briefly slipping into an echoing grin; he was almost pleased. Now there was no chance of being injured if he was careless, or of having to worry about the consequences unless they were life-threatening. Who knew, even then?

Underneath those immediate thoughts were a smugness, fueled by the things he had discovered here; Duo was older. Everyone else knew their powers. He couldn't pass the age difference, but he was certainly on par with them again. He enjoyed the feeling.

He looked down at his sleeves, schooling his face back into its normal blank demeanor. Now he could see that there was faint scorch marks on them; he must have left it longer than he had thought.

"I need to head back," Heero said, suddenly realizing that he had better change his clothes before one of the other pilots saw him. They'd assume the worst--and that Mello might have been involved.

phallboy February 3 2009, 21:17:27 UTC

[ooc: i can't help it okay D: hf;alksjdf Heero ;A; ♥ oh god also should we set up that bonding over injuries log sometime. backdate it. idk. things.]

Mello had to keep himself from shaking his head. That was something - for Heero to be smiling. He'd only known him for a short while, but he could tell already that it was a feat. He wasn't entirely sure what Heero had to be so smug about - his own reaction when he'd discovered his powers had been one of utter fury at being manipulated on such a basic level by Iron Man. By now, of course, he'd long grown into and learned how to use them, but at that time, he'd been utterly furious.

Still . . . he had to admit, Heero's power was a little more useful than his, especially given how - accident-prone he tended to be. Ah, well. He gave a brief mental shrug. Nothing he could do about it.

Nodding at him, he noted the glance at Heero's shirt and curled his lip. "I'm sure I'll be getting hit sometime later today. Whatever. I'm assuming you'll be back at a later date when you're able to buy

waywardwing February 7 2009, 10:24:49 UTC

[ooc: We seriously need to. Er, whenever you have the time? I'm sure you're more swamped than I am. I can set it up if you want, too.]

"You'd better hope not," Heero answered, pulling off his jacket. He briefly inspected his shirt, and decided that it looked slightly less worse than his jacket had. "Yes. I'll come back." He glanced at the wall and studied the wreckage before turning to Mello, his expression back to normal. "It's obvious that your bombs work quite well."

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