BOOM! Happy Holidays ;D

[Psycho]

BOOM! The crumbling of rock and the whistling of air striking flames as the red and orange crackling heat roared upward was absolutely exquisite. Gold eyes gleamed as they watched the inferno increase every time a bomb went off. He was destroying research labs supposedly in contact with their rival nation, White. He'd be traveling elsewhere to blow up such labs for Red, Green, Gray and Blue as well. Taking them out one at a time. And getting paid for it! That was the glorious thing.

As a spy he could do this. As a soldier he'd been banned from it. Well, he'd shown them hadn't he? Burned them all and all his records as well. Now he lived in Germany, away from the America's, his life changed and no one even knew he was alive! That was the beautiful thing. In this world there was nothing binding him...Except, of course, his boss, Black, and the rules the nation had set forth. Make it look like an accident. Well, the bomb had taken out a reactor. That was close enough.

With a maniacal grin on his face he set off away from the blaze, wearing only his standard issue black pants, and a white tank top. And that curious necklace whose ornament was plastic, but seemed to mean a lot to him. No one had ever bothered asking him. And he wouldn't have told them anyway. "Heh....I love my job." He announced to the empty streets, starting to fill with firetruck and ambulances. "Oops, time to make myself scarce."

[Watanabe Miki]

<sub>Miki could only watch from the shadows, inwardly screaming in frustration as the explosions sent flames into the sky. The man who had created the bombs was sneaking away through the streets, so she followed, a soft curse in the language of her homeland dropping from her lips like acid. A rival nation... Black, maybe?

Trailing him, she brushed at the clothing she wore, soot from the burning buildings staining the soft white blouse and charcoal-grey pants she wore. A white coat completed the outfit, covering the sheath that held her katana. The blade would drink the blood of her rival, avenging her Nation's honor. As they drew further and further away from the crowded areas, moving toward the outskirts of town, she called out to the man.</sub> "あなたの卑劣な作戦とのあなた自身の名誉を汚した! 私は殺し、白にあなたの頭部を、そして得る国家の私の名前を示し!<sub>(You have dishonored yourself with your sneaky tactics! I will kill you and present your head to White, and earn my name in the Nation!)" A great speech... too bad she had given it in Japanese.

It was a rookie mistake to come after a target like that, but seeing the buildings going up like rockets, one after another... she had forgotten herself. The bigger mistake was announcing herself to the man, calling out and attracting his attention. The girl was just asking to get herself injured or killed. But pride always goes before a fall, doesn't it?</sub>

[Psycho]

The man had stopped when she called out to him, and he turned his gold eyes to her, grinning faintly, "Beautiful isn't it?" He said, ignoring whatever threat she had made. At this point who cared? The flames seemed to burn eternal in his gaze. "Look at those flames..." His eyes went from her to the still pillorying tendrils of flame.

He turned to face her, insanity reigning supreme as he pulled his gun from his waistband. A sword against a gun? Stupid little girl. A huge grin had split his features and he aimed his gun at her. His gun reported twice, with deadly accuracy. He was a spy after all. Even if a crazy one. And this girl was definitely threatening him with that pig sticker of hers.

[Watanabe Miki]

_{The gunshots sounded, and it took about a tenth of a second to realize what they were. Reflexes took over, but one bullet still ripped across her face, the other burying in her side. Searing pain flooded her, making her think for a moment how much she longed to be anywhere but there. "You're out... of your mind," she managed, still coming after him. Warmth, coating her skin, made her start, looking down to the red splotch that now marred her clothing.}

[Psycho]

"Why thank you." Psycho said, taking her words as compliments. He knew he was out of his mind. Batfuck crazy. He had fired at her, hit her once and scraped her, and yet the foolish girl was still coming at him. "Your awfully brave. Either that or stupid. Oh! Your probably one of those White bastards yeah?" He smirked, firing his gun twice more. "I'd love to stay and play, but my boss wants me back home soon." Black would be mad enough that after he left here he'd end up being interrogated...but that was later. For now he was entertained.