gotta love them chinese inventions+

[shootingdown.livejournal.com]

[ Greetings, intergalactic civilians. What will you find today?

( 2n Mg + (C2F4))n → 2n MgF2 (s) + 2n C (s) & Ba(NO3)2 + 5 Mg → BaO + N2 + 5 MgO )

Well, in this one room, a hooded figure was mixing a few things in what seems to be a large oil drum -- there were two more beside it. What black powder was she putting inside it? The trained eye would point out the obvious, while the naive and young would just watch and stare. Said hooded figure grabs a pair of sunglasses as she lit what seemed to be a fuse, at least two feet long. One on each, even!

It was lit. She walked towards the entrance of the door, using the wall for cover.

Boom.

Enjoy some fireworks, kids. II held the yellow shades up her face. She's still classy with it even with only one eye. ]

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[shootingdown.livejournal.com]

Is the inner Dilan in you still curious? I'm in a very generous mood.

[danceoftears.livejournal.com]

[Give him a moment to consider.]

He left... traces.

[shootingdown.livejournal.com]

Spill it.

[danceoftears.livejournal.com]

His family. I'm sure Braig must have had them.

[shootingdown.livejournal.com]

See? Opening up already.

[ Ahem ahem okay next -- ]

Mama raised a good kid, except she grew her hair long and always wore a pretty bandana around her neck to not breathe in the gunpowder. Pops was a chainsmoker, who eventually split his box with me when I grew up.

But of course, that's me.

[danceoftears.livejournal.com]

[He must be feeling nice.]

If I wished the past of my Xigbar I could simply ask him.

[shootingdown.livejournal.com]

[ -- Nice, about? ]

Where is he, anyway? I'd like to meet him, too, you know.

[danceoftears.livejournal.com]

[Nice in general. Else he might not feel so free with the details.]

I've seen him among these halls. Past that, you're on your own.

[shootingdown.livejournal.com]

[ Then clearly she would have gotten it another way--! ]

Not feeling adventurous, Xaldin?

[danceoftears.livejournal.com]

[He just offers a grin as if to say 'what do you think?' He's feeling plenty adventurous. He usually is.]

[shootingdown.livejournal.com]

[ Then let's go, Charlie. Now we have a few more goals to check, huh?

She finishes off the candy, chewing on the stick left. ]

Nice to see you're excited! Or should I say... Feigning it.

[danceoftears.livejournal.com]

[Let's go indeed~]

One of those, yes.

[shootingdown.livejournal.com]

[ If he only had a business tie, she'd drag him via that like a leash. Nice big guard dog.

There was a room open, and so curiosity bites -- oh wow, you know that treasure cove in PotC? Bingo. With extra additions, if she may add.

A few worldly treasures from different worlds. Triton's trident, and... Oh look, III, the enchanted rose. ]

[danceoftears.livejournal.com]

[She could always try using one of those dreads or the pullchain on his coat. If she were so inclined, of course.

He sees that rose there, and there's a grin at the sight. Wonder if it belongs to anyone here.]

A sight I'd not thought to see again.

[shootingdown.livejournal.com]

[ -- An excellent idea! She'll do that, after making a grab for the rose that Xaldin saw. Wormholes are so very useful for things like that.

II would have the glassed flora in her hands in a moment. ]

I think this place's trying to tell you something.

[danceoftears.livejournal.com]

And what would that be, pray tell?

[shootingdown.livejournal.com]

Whatever it is?

[ She opens it, then tosses the glass cover over her shoulder. Crash. ]

It's decided to offer this to you, or can I have it instead?

[danceoftears.livejournal.com]

[That grin says Xaldin would like it, please.]

Better it stay in my care, I believe.

[shootingdown.livejournal.com]

[ And so, she takes it. Only to give it a smell. Don't worry, she'll give it back. ]

I never took care of a garden, but this one takes the cake.

[danceoftears.livejournal.com]

It's more than a mere rose.

[shootingdown.livejournal.com]

Is that why the Xaldin I know took it along with the princess?

By the way, how's the gut?

[danceoftears.livejournal.com]

But of course. How best to wound the beast who'd once been a prince?

[The second question just gets a faint twitch of his lips in remembered annoyance.]

[shootingdown.livejournal.com]

[ She pins the rose between her ear. Oh look, such a pretty accessory glowing beside her. ]

You could've chained her up, you know. Like a Christmas present.

[danceoftears.livejournal.com]

Now where's the fun in that?

[He'll claim that rose back sooner or later.]

[shootingdown.livejournal.com]

[ Just. Grins. Let her play the role of the girl who enjoys flowers for a while, alright? ]

Was it a challenge for you? I mean. It's just a princess.