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"Hurry up you dropoffs, the target is getting away due to your ********!" A mocha skinned, muscular man with an ax yelled. He, a woman with greenish hair, and a pair of teenagers were running after a man in a black suit. the people around them did not notice them, though the four were wearing heavy white cloaks in the middle of the hottest day of that summer.
"Take it easy Grumpy." the woman said, obviously to the man. "Its not like he's going to suddenly come back to life after hitting the ground that hard." she did not stop running, but chuckled as she saw a blur on the rooftops. "Anyway, it looks like the Boss got bored."
The two younger ones were very new. They had been sent on a training exercise with their seniors- the Reaper/Collector pair Medusa and Warren. Neither's name had been the one they'd had in life, but it had been so that, if they had to get someone they'd known, they would not be recognized. Warren sighed as he too saw their leader moving with inhuman speed after the escaping soul.
"It looks like its heading for a car, do you think it'll get it to start?" he asked absently, now slowing down since his help would be unappreciated. He gestured for the two recruits to keep running, knowing that the Boss would make sure that they got a show- whether he planned for it or not.
"Since Az is here, probably. He's only come out for 'twinge' jobs lately. I even heard some of the younger angels saying that didnt think he still existed." Medusa replied, chuckling again. She'd been one of the first, having met their boss back when everything was a joke to him. She'd seen the humor in how the only one not to take him seriously was himself.
He had to escape- he'd killed himself, and he knew what that meant. He glanced over his shoulder and saw that two of them had stopped- he had outran two deaths already? This was easier than he thought. Still, he had to get rid of the other two...
An empty car sat on the curb directly ahead of him. He was dead, so he some kind of ghost now, right? Maybe... he could drive off?
"Do you think Az'll get him before he gets to the car?" Medusa mused to her companion.
"Doubtful." he replied. "Its almost as if Az is waiting for him to run- do you think he's really that bored?"
"Az has been doing this for millennia, dear, and now he does nothing while we all run out and do it for him. Im positive he's bored. Boy needs a girlfriend."
A shocked laugh escaped the larger man. "Death with a girl? Who, Lucifer?"
As the spirit managed to drive off, Medusa handed Warren a coin by unspoken agreement. A figure on the roof put two fingers to its mouth and whistled. As if by magic, a motocycle drove itself over to the corner. The figure flipped off the roof and landed heavily on the bike, chasing after the speeding car.
"Damage control?" Warren said with a slight smile as he saw the recruits chase after the car and bike on foot.
Medusa laughed while shaking her head. "When will we ever learn?" Letting her boss deal with the recruits, she and her partner began to fix perceptions so that there would be no panic of a driverless car.
 Azzy Rael · Mon Aug 15, 2011 @ 10:24pm · 0 Comments |
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