http://hit-girl-mindy.livejournal.com/ ([identity profile] hit-girl-mindy.livejournal.com) wrote in [community profile] trans_92011-10-05 05:35 pm

Target Practice

Since living in the new castle with Ruffnut, Mindy had done her best to maintain upkeep, even "borrowing" a few things from the wreckage of Grand Central to spruce up the place. It helped, especially since the events of the homecoming, to keep her head busy. On the one hand, yes, dad had appeared: he wasn't dead, he was proud to know they won, and for just a little bit? She got to be a little girl again, to crack wise with her dad, to show him how far she'd gotten.

But then he was gone again, and the new pod pop didn't bring him out. She shouldn't have hoped for it, but she had, a little. Once that was a no go though, she was either training or helping Ruffnut patch up some of the frayed tapestries or fix up carpeting or overall making sure there were no holes for them to fall through anywhere. It had been good, but even Ruffnut had sort of side stepped asking her about dad. It was something she appreciated: Mindy wasn't known for easily delving into her feelings.

This naturally led to another thing on her mind: what had happened on the mission, where the Castle gun shootout had almost taken her out- SHOULD have, if it was anyone else. She had severely underestimated what she could do: the way she;d moved, the accuracy in each shot, the sheer carnage: that was akin to a limit break.

And now, she wanted to control it.

She emptied herself of all thought: that was how a fight in the dark was, if you had no edge. There were only a few precious seconds to gather your mind, and then you opened your eyes and all hell broke loose. Your eyes and your hands had to work in tandem then, and you pulled back and took out people one by one until you got the job done or you were dead.

Like now: it was those gun slingers from the castle, and she started with ten at first, taking them out easily. The background was the saloon again, only she made it bigger to accomdate the increase in shooters.She cursed to herself (it was too quick!) then brought the number to fifteen, then twenty.

Each took less time, and Hit Girl nodded: she HAD gotten better. She wasn't even using Zetta's gun or her artifact, and she was still taking these bastards down.

"All right: switch it to forty, and place them all over the bar."

Ok. GO.

[identity profile] ruffntumblenut.livejournal.com 2011-10-09 07:48 am (UTC)(link)
This time Ruffnut was left breathless and thoughtless. A combination of Mindy giving her permission not to think too hard about it, calling her her "Girlfriend" and not with the emphasis on "friend" and the kiss.

All she could do was grin sheepishly and feel a rush of adrenaline. Whatever this was...it felt dangerous and exciting. Like there was so much more on the line then just breaking some bones or being sent to the big battle in the sky.

[identity profile] ruffntumblenut.livejournal.com 2011-10-09 11:29 am (UTC)(link)
Ruff pouted a little and give Mindy a playful shove "Yeah yeah you're the smart one who just was too much of a wuss to tell me sooner!" She teased right back. The levity was welcome and made the barrel rolling gut feelings easier to swallow.

[identity profile] ruffntumblenut.livejournal.com 2011-10-09 11:46 am (UTC)(link)
"Well I do so you were worried for nothing stupid." She took Mindy into a headlock, but somewhere along the way it ended in a one armed hug pulling the smaller girl to her.

[identity profile] ruffntumblenut.livejournal.com 2011-10-09 08:09 pm (UTC)(link)
"S-shut up." She mumbled sheepishly. She was already feeling incredibly self conscious. Suddenly everything was different, Mindy wasn't just her best friend but something different and more and she wasn't entirely sure how to handle that.

So as usual...she was planning on blundering along head first and making it up as she went along.

[identity profile] ruffntumblenut.livejournal.com 2011-10-09 11:40 pm (UTC)(link)
Ruffnut was going to respond to Mindy explaining that not much was changing for them when the other girl went and called her perfect.

No one had ever said anything about the lanky, pug nosed, clumsy, short tempered, thrill seeking teen had been perfect. And hearing it from someone she respected as much as Mindy made her face tomato red, all the way to her ears.

"S-shut up." she fumbled unused to the sudden sensation of being flattered.

[identity profile] ruffntumblenut.livejournal.com 2011-10-10 07:13 pm (UTC)(link)
Ruff raised an eyebrow making...what for her amounted to an astute observation, "I'll bet he acts like he knew all along. He's that kinda guy...book...thing."