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destinystrings2012-12-04 11:29 pm
gforceinmyfaaaace) wrote in destinystrings2012-12-04 11:29 pm
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Who: Pitto. Open!
Where: Capricorn. Afternoon.
Summary: An angel must always be prepared! And so Pit is practicing on his entry lines.
Warnings: Corn.
There's a bench in the park occupied by a radio. The radio is blaring music--a CD, apparently. Perhaps some Extraterritorial Guests might recognize the music being played.
"Listen you--hnng, I use that too much..."
The bench and radio face a clearing in the park.
"Alright, how about... It's time to, uh...um...pull in...the laundry? Oh, no..."
The clearing in the park is occupied by a certain angel, who just a moment ago stood in a dramatic pose. Now he has his hand cupped around his chin, his face deep in thought.
"'It's time to"'s a good start, but...laundry? Umm... Maybe if they were a clothes monster... Oh, I know! It's time to take out the trash! Aww yeah!"
The angel pumps a fist in the air.
"I'm here to clean up the filth and dump it in the heap! Hope you're wearing shades, 'cause it's about to get squeaky clean in here! Man I am on fire!"
Someone stop him. Please.
Where: Capricorn. Afternoon.
Summary: An angel must always be prepared! And so Pit is practicing on his entry lines.
Warnings: Corn.
There's a bench in the park occupied by a radio. The radio is blaring music--a CD, apparently. Perhaps some Extraterritorial Guests might recognize the music being played.
"Listen you--hnng, I use that too much..."
The bench and radio face a clearing in the park.
"Alright, how about... It's time to, uh...um...pull in...the laundry? Oh, no..."
The clearing in the park is occupied by a certain angel, who just a moment ago stood in a dramatic pose. Now he has his hand cupped around his chin, his face deep in thought.
"'It's time to"'s a good start, but...laundry? Umm... Maybe if they were a clothes monster... Oh, I know! It's time to take out the trash! Aww yeah!"
The angel pumps a fist in the air.
"I'm here to clean up the filth and dump it in the heap! Hope you're wearing shades, 'cause it's about to get squeaky clean in here! Man I am on fire!"
Someone stop him. Please.
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That one was a stretch.
"It's not like all of our responsibilities get thrown out the window just because this isn't our world, Pit. I care about the fate of this planet and all of its life. You... Are you just using this as a vacation?"
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1/3
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"..................Fine."
Her voice is softer than it normally is.
"...Fine. You've saved one world. Fine. Take your break. Go have fun. Forget your cares. Learn to be human."
This would be, it seems, because it is fading out.
"I'll go find someone else."
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"...Viridi?"
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The presence of divinity vanishes.
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Pause.
"...please?"