Whetstones. [CLOSED]
Characters: Dojima and Roy
Location: Somewhere in New Jersey
Rating: G to PG? NOTHING IS GOING TO HAPPEN, WE SWEAR.
Time: Late morning until... afternoon-ish? Evening?
Description: After wrapping up Mission 26, it's time for some awkward.
The final shot was what did it: a shot from a grenade launcher right to the chest, followed by an explosion, a miniature firestorm that almost immediately swallowed the house that the kishin egg had been rammed into by that last hit.
Roy surveyed the damage from the rooftop that he had been standing on, checking for any last signs of movement. He said nothing, and moved only in order to find a good place to sit down and watch the blaze properly. It wasn't going to spread: there wasn't any other place for it to go to. Now it was just a matter of waiting for the fire to fizzle out on its own, or for the local authorities to send somebody in now that the fight was over.
"That's that, I think."
He could address Dojima properly now, since the mission was over. He never really stopped feeling his partner's presence at the back of his head whenever they were fighting on in close quarters with each other, but tasks and business were great at blocking it out.
He could think of a whole lot of reasons why he'd like to keep it that way, these days. He knew, though, that it couldn't remain that way forever.
Location: Somewhere in New Jersey
Rating: G to PG? NOTHING IS GOING TO HAPPEN, WE SWEAR.
Time: Late morning until... afternoon-ish? Evening?
Description: After wrapping up Mission 26, it's time for some awkward.
The final shot was what did it: a shot from a grenade launcher right to the chest, followed by an explosion, a miniature firestorm that almost immediately swallowed the house that the kishin egg had been rammed into by that last hit.
Roy surveyed the damage from the rooftop that he had been standing on, checking for any last signs of movement. He said nothing, and moved only in order to find a good place to sit down and watch the blaze properly. It wasn't going to spread: there wasn't any other place for it to go to. Now it was just a matter of waiting for the fire to fizzle out on its own, or for the local authorities to send somebody in now that the fight was over.
"That's that, I think."
He could address Dojima properly now, since the mission was over. He never really stopped feeling his partner's presence at the back of his head whenever they were fighting on in close quarters with each other, but tasks and business were great at blocking it out.
He could think of a whole lot of reasons why he'd like to keep it that way, these days. He knew, though, that it couldn't remain that way forever.