Who: Nora and Katou What: Fighting Grimm When: Around Halloween Where: Out and about Rating/Warning: Low/None Status: Complete
Katou was not happy. He wasn’t particularly happy about much lately - not since he’d lost the Egg of Wormwood, but he was especially not happy about how these giant creepy dream creatures were jumping all over the place and ruining his fucking Halloween. He still hadn’t even managed to locate the Egg of Wormwood, and now these black and white creatures with the glowing eyes were crawling out of the woodwork. He’d had to take out a couple of the bear looking things, his frustration growing with each one, but now the coast looked clear.
He paused to catch his breath, standing hunched over with his hands on his knees. The idea that he should probably stop smoking at some point came to him as he pulled a cigarette from his pack with his teeth, but he brushed the thought aside as he went to light it, not noticing the giant scorpion that was crawling up behind him.
There was a loud “Woooooooo!” and a squeal of girly laughter as a giant, black monster came crashing down to the ground only a few feet from where Katou was hunched over. It was followed closely by a girl in a pink skirt with a giant, silver hammer. There was an acrobatic flip and Nora was landing on the ground next to him.
“Hiiiiiiiii!” She shouldered her hammer as the giant, black monster breathed its last. “Are you gonna kill that thing?” She asked, giving the hammer a swing. With a few twists and clicks, it transformed from giant, amazing, metallic hammer into giant, amazing, metallic gun. Then she turned on her heel and shot a couple of grenades (were those hearts painted on them?) straight at the scorpion.
Katou straightened up as soon as the monster came crashing toward him, sword at the ready. But, well, it looked like it was already taken care of. The last person he’d been expecting to see riding on the back of it was Kanan’s obnoxious assistant. And he didn’t expect her to have… well, whatever kind of weird ass hammer-grenade launcher thing it was she had.
That’s kind of cool, he thought, letting out an impressed whistle. He shielded his eyes with a hand as he followed the grenade’s path. Then he quickly realized who he just thought that about and quashed the thought from his mind. His first thought after that was of course he had this. But then he remembered what a pain in the ass these things were to kill.
“You look like you got this,” he drawled. “And I just lit a cigarette.”
“Ha ha, yep!” Nora said, then shouldered the giant gun. She gave him a salute and a wink, then turned to make sure the scorpion was down for the count. It seemed to have changed its mind about attacking them after being hit in the face with two, pink, sparkling grenades. Eh, Nora could track it down later. She turned to look behind her at the other one. It was dead. Good and dead. Which was a good thing, considering Nora’s chosen profession in her Dreams.
“This is right up my alley! I Dream about these things, you know?” She sounded far too excited about this whole Orange County Crazy business. Then she lit up. “Is that a sword? Your sword?? My friend Jaune has a sword!”
“Oh, so this is your fault,” Katou drawled, taking a drag of his cigarette. “I probably shoulda known that this annoyingly persistent bastards were because of you.” As if to make a point, another one of the smaller wolf things jumped toward him from a nearby building, and without too much effort he managed to cut it in two. Good old Shiranui; other than that one time during Wash and Carolina’s dream thing, it had never let him down. It was evaporating even as it hit the ground. “Bet he can’t use it like I can,” Katou said, only a little suggestively. “But seriously, there any fucking end to these things? They’re almost as obnoxious as you.”
“Maybe.” Nora sing-songed, leaning her weight from one hip to the other as she spoke to him. “I suppose I should apologise in advance! Or, maybe not advance. Maybe right on time.” She took a couple of steps backward when another one of the things came to play. She would have taken care of it if it weren’t for the guy and his amazing sword. “Whoa! Yeah, I think you’d be right!” She laughed. “No, no end to it. They’ll just keep coming and coming.”
Katou stared at her for a moment. “Seriously?” he asked. “I was joking. You mean these things’ll just keep coming? Man, your dreams suck.” Of course, there was a pretty big club of people whose dreams blew chunks.
Nora shrugged. She didn’t think her dreams sucked. She had good friends and good food, and sure some really shitty things had happened there. But they brought her to Beacon with Ren, Pyrrha and Jaune. What more could she want? And hey, her hammer was pretty freaking sweet.
“Watch out!” She cried out, and ran past him to clobber the next monster on the list--the unending list of monster after monster after monster.
Katou turned to watch her go after the next of the beasts and rubbed the side of his head. Just being around her was nearly as exhausting as fighting these things. As much as he wanted to, and as much as she seemed to enjoy it, it seemed kind of shitty to leave all the heavy hitting to the girl in pink. He’d have to go in and help her soon. After this cigarette.