The Streets of Fandom, Friday Afternoon
"Alright, guys!" Zack's arms were crossed over his chest as he looked around the streets. Handwavey Messages had been left on the phones of anybody who had exchanged numbers at past Reserve meetings, Martial or Magic, and people had been told to bring whatever they needed in order to go zombie-fish hunting. "This is kind of like the time we had
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She had her cardinal strapped to her arm, but she wasn't using it all that much. Not when she could flick her wrist and hit one, two, three of them with individual lightning bolts.
Just like old times.
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Squall totally wasn't playing Top That. That would be immature.
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Clever! Two could play at that game.
She quirked an eyebrow at him, smiled, and hit three of the closest fish to him with a strange symbol character.
They didn't seem to be doing so great, after that.
His move!
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He put his hand to his forehead, then thrust it outward, and the next fish in front of her turned into a collectible trading card. Now neither of them could kill it.
"Don't lose that," he told her. "It's probably unique."
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Please, do not mind her while she tucked the card safely into her cleavage. There!
"You know, I didn't even think to try mugging them," she said sweetly, lifting her cardinal and aiming at one closeby.
Dammit. It died without dropping anything. What about the next one? And the next?
There, finally. Her cardinal returned with ... some odd-looking fish scales. Which she was going to toss to Squall. "These might be useful, too."
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It was for some OTHER reason that he let his guard down enough to get bitten. Really. Maybe he MEANT to do that.
He caught the scales and stuffed them into his pocket, and then worried about shaking the piranha off his arm. "Most things are useful," he told her.
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She pointed at the fish that had bitten Squall, and hit it with a whoosh of Aero. Bye bye, piranha.
"You should be more careful," she said innocently.
Still his turn. Unless he was conceding defeat.
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Whatever.
He wasn't conceding defeat, either. This time, when he cast his magic, a GIGANTIC ray of flame shot from his hand. Despite the radius of the beam, only one fish got hit, and it didn't even die from it. It sure looked impressive, though, and the sound it made was deafening.
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"I have meltdown, too," she reminded. him. "Why exactly did you want the fish to bite you, again?"
Excuse her. That fish needed to be hit with Holy. Because it was going to be especially impressive, now that the piranha's defenses were shot.
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Fine, then. If she wanted to break out the big guns, he could break out the big guns. His next cast, instead of hitting the enemies, covered him in a soft golden glow.
He only had a small handful of Auras, and if he'd been thinking straight, he would never have used something so precious against these annoying little fish. But they were playing Top That, and Squall didn't do anything halfway, once he'd committed to it.
He launched himself into the middle of the piranhas, slicing over and over again in a frenzied Renzokuken attack. To finish the combination he leapt into the air and spun around, releasing a circular blast wave of energy that dropped every fish in a fifty-foot radius.
Still glowing with Aura, he cocked a half-smile at Rinoa. "I win."
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She decided to try another tack, as she smiled back at him.
"So ... what exactly do you win?" she asked, raising an eyebrow to convey her general suggestion on the matter.
Look who had just changed the terms of the game ...
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(Come on, think of something.)
"Bragging rights."
Because that was something that Squall cared about, ever. Well, it was an answer.
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Honestly. What kind of answer was that?
"Which means you don't win. We're tied."
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