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Angela Montenegro makes science art's bitch ([info]paint_by_bones) wrote in [info]wariscoming,
@ 2010-03-29 11:19:00

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Entry tags:angela montenegro, glory

Who: Angela Montenegro & Glory
When: Monday afternoon, around 2pm
What: Angie's turn to get brainsucked!
Where: Outside of a party store
Status: In progress


All she wanted to do was cheer everyone up. Angela wasn't a fan of tension-unless it was the sexual kind-and in her opinion, a party would (hopefully) be the best way to brighten everyone's day. Ange had decided to go out for the decorations without Booth-he had his medication, but she knew he'd had a pretty bad headache the night before and she decided to let him rest. She had already taken a look at the pool area and decided to have the Halloween bash there-which surprisingly, would be a first for her. A pool Halloween party. It would certainly be interesting, that was for sure! 

Especially since she'd gone all-out at the party store.

Sure, it was Halloween, which meant they were busy. But that didn't stop the artist from going overboard. She'd sold a few more paintings a week or two earlier, and thus had some cash to spare. Plus, she was no stranger to having fun while on a budget. She beamed brightly at the cashier as she helped bag her own items-various spiders and snakes and webbing and witches and all kinds of other things that went with the holiday. And of course, there were the traditional black, orange, and even purple plates, utensils, cups, and the rest. As she maneuvered her way out of the store holding her six bags, she shifted everything into one hand and moved aside so she wasn't blocking the door. She fumbled for a moment to pull out the list she had made on a napkin that morning to remind herself of her next stop-going to a bakery to get some specially decorated cookies and cupcakes. 

Because it wouldn't be Halloween without sweets!


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[info]paint_by_bones
2010-03-30 05:12 am UTC (link)
Angie rolled her eyes as the paper slipped from her fingers, then glanced up in startlement as someone spoke to her. Almond-shaped eyes were bewildered for a moment, before recognition started to dawn. She hadn't thought...she was going to such a crowded place, how could she have known?

"You're...her. Glory." The god, if what everyone was saying was true. Angela swallowed hard and took a step back, her hold and the bags going lax as all thoughts of the party flew from her mind. She wished Booth was there. Even if he couldn't help, she'd feel better if he was.

"Struggle?" She remembered then what it was Glory did, and glanced around for someone, anyone, who could help. "Stay away from me." She held the bags up, then, as if they might somehow keep the woman away from her.

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[info]hopeandglory
2010-03-30 02:09 pm UTC (link)
"Aww, famous. And the proper fear. I almost like you enough not to take your mind." she said with a grin before deciding that was just teasing. "Almost I said. Still gonna take your mind. And seriously, telling a God to stay away from you? Do you really think that'll work. Really?"

She didn't take much time, simply knocking the bags out of the womans hand and moving in for the kill. Or, well not kill. She supposed killing their minds was killing them in whatever real way there was. The woman wouldn't be herself anymore, she'd barely know herself. Lost, she'd leave her lost.

It was never pleasent.

"Really, don't struggle. Struggling is just pointless and gets me all annoyed. And you don't want me annoyed trust me. I can make it quick if you don't strugggle"

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[info]paint_by_bones
2010-03-30 03:23 pm UTC (link)
"No..." Angela moved back as the bags were knocked from her hands, then turned to try and run-and realized she'd somehow gotten herself cornered by the god against the building. She spun back around and noticed that Glory was way too close to her.

"Please, don't!" How does one argue with a god? Angela wasn't a fighter-she was pretty passive, actually, and knew she didn't stand a chance. "Please, just let me go." She remembered what Glory did-she'd seen the evidence on the boards-and she didn't want to end up like that, just trapped in her own mind.

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[info]hopeandglory
2010-03-30 09:07 pm UTC (link)
Ugh Begging, she hated when they begged. Glory pushed into the womans mind, light spilling around her as she did, It almost hurt to do it. Hurt the woman more of course but that was her own fault more than anything else. Begging for mercy. Really. Glory didn't do mercy. Why would she, it was for people that were weak. People that didn't need to get back home. People that didn't need to do what she was doing. And the pain would be over soon.

She pulled her hands free, job done, and the woman undamaged. Well, physically. Mentally who knew. Who even cared?

"Thanks sweetie, and sorry about the party. Looks like it would have been fun. But don't you worry. I'm gonna throw a party of my own and its gonna be amazing. Trust me on that" she told her, leaving her where she was, amid the shattered remains of party supplies and walking away.

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