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a seven nation army couldn't hold me back; [open/active]

Jan 22, 2010 10:08

Characters: Buffy Summers and anyone who wants to jump in
Location: The Danger Room
Content: Buffy fighting robots. Blindfolded
Format: Prose

( come take my pulse the pace is on runaway train; )

scott summers, buffy summers

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dazzlerfan January 23 2010, 17:20:49 UTC

After two days stuck in a van with Wolverine and some French guy they picked up in Des Moines who Scott was fairly sure had tried to blow up Ellis Island a couple times in early 2001 but Logan swore was on the level ("or close enough - what the hell do you care anyway?"), all Scott wants to do is take a long hot shower and blow something up. Not necessarily in that order ( ... )

shealonestands January 23 2010, 17:30:45 UTC

The sudden voice from above startles her and she rips off her blindfold to look up at him. Until two robots close in at the last moment. So much for not being distracted.

"Sure. Just give me a-" she pauses in order to take the ripped-off arm of one robot and use it to bludgeon the others over the head. Kind of impromptu, but it works. "Minute. Robots to break, an engineer to piss off, things to do."

It does take an unusually short time, but there are always more robots in the secret danger room robot container. "Better. Come down if you want, but if you're wearing your uniform I'm going to have to throw the obligatory snarky comment your way."

dazzlerfan January 23 2010, 18:22:32 UTC

Scott laughs. "I wouldn't have it any other way."

He uses the short trip from the control room to the Danger Room doors to pull the hood of his uniform over his hair and adjust his battle visor. He taps his keycode into the pad on the wall and steps into the cool familiar air of the Room itself.

"Long day?" He asks, looking around at the scattered robot pieces, some of which are still emitting feeble sparks.

shealonestands January 23 2010, 18:39:19 UTC

"Not really. Believe it or not, I'm actually not taking any anger out on Mr. Roboto here." she tosses the arm she had previously used into the pile of robot pieces before turning around to face him with a slightly wry smile on her face. Mostly directed to the uniform. Not matter how many times she sees him in it, it never gets old.

"Long day?

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