Trance Gemini (iamall) wrote in parabolical, @ 2008-07-19 12:34:00 |
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Entry tags: | peter petrelli (future), trance gemini |
WHO: Trance Gemini & Peter Petrelli (future)
WHAT: Drowning her sorrows in ice cream and chocolate milk didn't work, so Trance goes out to kick some demon ass while visualing Sam Winchester's face. Yeah, that's healthy.
WHEN: July 19th; Middle of the Night/Early Morning
WHERE: LA
RATING: PG-13 [yay, violence!]
STATUS: In Progress
Trance had started out just roasting them. It was quick, simple, and practically painless for her. But it was also dull, fast, and boring. And it really didn't do anything to work out the grief and aggression that had built up in her. Trance hadn't been this upset, hurt, and angry since Logich had kidnapped and tried to kill her using a diplomatic mission as his cover. That was the last time that she had honestly been disappointed in the humans that she had so come to love, but this would now be counted as the last time.
After trying and failing to drown her sorrows in ice cream and chocolate milk, Trance had been tempted to move into harder things but in the end, had just decided to work off the grief through a bit of exercise. Sam (Oliver) would have killed her if he'd known what she was sneaking out to do, but she knew that she would likely be back before he woke up so she wasn't worried about him finding out.
But now she was bored, and a bored Trance was a very bad thing indeed. Since she didn't have her gauss gun with her, she had had to improvise as far as weapons went, but she had luckily found a rather sturdy looking steel rod that was about her height in a dumpster behind one of the buildings. It might not have been her Forcelance, but it would work just the same as the staff fighting with the Lance did. After fishing the rod out of the dumpster, Trance had a soft roar behind her a whirled on the creature, smacking it in the head first with the rear and then front ends of the pipe.
"Whoops? Did I do that?" Trance asked with a playful giggle, like it had all been a horrible accident. "So sorry. I meant to do this," She said, ramming the rod into the demon's chest and knocking it backwards before jumping down from the dumpster, landing in a crouched position, looking up at the demon. "What? You just going to stand there and stare? Come and get me!"