Cut him up girl

[manipuleights]

Who: Vriska & OPEN!
When: Sunday night, after the sirens
Where: Sector 8
Summary: Vriska is fuming and decides to take it out on whatever creature ends up coming her way, either born from Darkness or other inhabitants!
Warnings: Violence?

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[Since having tackled some nasties with Roxas a while back Axel's been spending more time out after curfew, as it were. It was never that he was afraid of the monsters in the dark, no, he just hadn't ever really bothered to engage them before. After doing so, he found it was actually a pretty good way to blow off steam, and had decided to make it part of his weekly routine. Tonight he was passing through Sector 8, a place he didn't usually frequent, just trying to change things up a bit. It didn't seem like the most hopping of locations, though, and he was about to head back to Sector 4 instead when the shattering of glass and a loud shriek of rage caught his attention.

[Now, that was more like it! Rounding a corner he prepared to summon his chakrams, ready to give whatever monster was there what for, and then stopped short when he saw a familiar figure on the sidewalk. His shoulders sag exaggeratedly.]

Oh, it's just you. [He gestures at the broken window.] That was rude.

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[ Well, geez, don't get too excited. She had been hoping for something a little more intimidating as well, Axel, though she refuses to admit it's kind of nice to see someone who isn't perpetually oblivious to her wants and needs or simply just hates her for once. Like hell that means she's obligated to be nice or even cordial, though!

C'mon, this is Vriska we're talking about.

She huffs and rolls her eyes. ]

Well, now it matches the rest of the building. Maybe I was doing it a favor!

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[He makes a picturebox with his fingers, scrutinizing the building a moment, then shrugs.] I suppose I can't say it's a detraction from the aesthetics.

[He gives her a look, frowning.] What're you so hacked off about? I mean, you're looking positively radiant. [With rage, that is.]

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I'm trying to keep things balanced. [ Says the over-emotional bitch. Speaking of emotions, they are things she really doesn't want to talk about, like, ever! She likes Axel enough, but she feels the awful need to impress in front of him, since he's apparently so badass wherever he's from, anyway. ]

Who says I'm hacked off? [ Her tone, for one, and the fact that she seems to think it's a good idea to kick over a mailbox. ]

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Balance, huh? [He shrugs one shoulder, then bends forward and picks up a rock from the ground. Then he twists and chucks it into the window beside the first one. Dusting his hands off, he shoves them in his pockets and gives a half-grin.] You missed a spot. [See? He can play along.]

[And then he furrows his brow a bit. Touchy!] Oh, I dunno, nobody said, really. Just call it a... feeling. [And then he shrugs again.] You just seem kinda agitated; thought I'd offer an ear if you wanted to scream. [He's a surprisingly good listener, and he gets the Anger Management issues. He's always had a bit of a temper himself...]