gotosleep_idiot | April Test Drive Meme

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April Test Drive Meme

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"If it wasn't effective, it wouldn't be called a death ray!" she said with a mad little laugh. She used the tension to snap the leg into three pieces, and started pulling the hairs off of one of the pieces until she was left with a more or less smooth rod. She used the string tension again to break it smaller and fit the smaller rod into what she was building.

"Spider. The legs have the tensile strength I need to support the charge unit. Screwdriver!"

The small watch thing handed her one obediently, and she used it to screw a screw into the leg. It didn't matter that there was no hole. The madness gave her a boost of strength while she worked. Always did.

"Uh, right now it doesn't look like it can kill anything." Demyx pointed out, still holding whatever it was he was holding taut.

"Why a spider?" Also, spiders were kinda gross, especially seemingly giant ones.

Demyx had no idea what he was watching exactly, but it was odd. Definitely odd.

"Well, no. It;s in parts. The only way it could kill someone at this time would be my self destructing...." Her eyes widened. In anyone else that might be fear and the realization that what she was doing was dangerous. But with her.... "OOOOOOOOOO I could booby trap weapons! Build them so on first use they self destruct, killing whoever tries to use them!" she stood and kissed him full on the lips, before turning gleefully back to her work. "Thank you! That's brilliant!"

She seemed almost giddy as she returned to work.

"Spider because that's what tried to kill me, and killing it first showed me my death ray was insufficient. It shouldn't have needed two shots."

When she jumped up suddenly he was a lot less alarmed than he should have felt, suddenly being kissed however made him freeze with surprise, and right back then she was back on the ground doing work.

He just stared for a good minute. "Uh."

A brilliant response to a sudden kiss from a random girl. Come to think of it, he wasn't sure he'd actually been kissed before, since he didn't have that much contact with people outside the Organization.

"....Okay?"

He was a wealth of eloquent words at the moment. It would take a second for his brain to kickstart back into gear. An effective way to completely get it to stop working altogether, it seemed.

"So now I'm using the spider to increase structural stability, and to reduce kickback. Once I do that, I can make the power of the blast stronger, of course."

Perfectly reasonable, right?

"I'll take your word on that." Demyx answered finally, scratching his head, very puzzled about what she was doing and why she'd suddenly set herself on him and right back to work. It was weird.

"I don't know anything about building stuff."

"Not to worry," she said, cheerfully. "Minions are always useful!"

She grabbed what looked like a miniature blowtorch from who knew where. She closed over what she had been working on, with a gap left for the rope he still held, and started sealing it shut.

He could refute being a minion, but he also really couldn't. He just wasn't her minion.

"Yeah, well, eventually I'll have to go you know. Fun as a death ray sounds."

She nodded. "Of course. Almost done anyway!" Some Sparks got possessive over her minions. Not Agatha. She tended to forget that anyone had helped her until they reminded her once a project was finished. Not so much that she thought she was so amazing she didn't need help, it was more that she tended to forget the entirety of the process when it was finished. She ripped some cloth off of the bottom of her shirt and started wrapping it over a section of the rope he held. She pulled it free of his hands and wrapped it around a protrusion on the front and tied it off. She cut the rope at the end of the knot, then she considered it, then grinned and pulled off her belt. She took gloves the small clank offered her and put them on, holding the other things between her legs, then she grabbed the belt and the torch again and started to melt the buckle over the rope, using the glove to guide the molten metal.

She started making an atonal humming sound as she melted it, and was moving faster and more decisively as she sung/hummed. When the metal was coating the rope, after she kept it from attaching it to the main body, she grinned and tossed the rest of the metal into her pocket, turning off the torch.

"DONE!" she said, triumphantly.

And.... then her eyes closed and she swooned, heading for the ground.

He watched the process with interest, simply because it was so unusual, although her humming was not terribly musical. It would have been nice if it were, that was something he could have mentioned.

Next thing he knew she was swooning and he moved to catch her before she hit her head, only in the nick of time. It was lucky he was fairly quick. He eased her down gently so she didn't hurt herself.

Was he supposed to just leave her there?

Even mostly passed out, she felt arms catch her, supporting her. She relaxed into them as her mind danced back from the madness that had overtaken her. After just a few short moments - in which her little pocket watch clank climbed into her pocket - her eyes fluttered open weakly. "Gil...?" she murmured, seeing his face in a blur only through mostly closed eyes.

Someone has been going non-stop since she arrived. She'll be fine in a bit.

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April Test Drive Meme

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