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Haru had already broken into Hong Kong's room and currently was rooting through his stuff to find the fireworks he usually kept. The door showed signs of the damage of when the whore had kicked in the door. He tossed a few things over his shoulder that didn't look like they would be easily damaged in his search.

"See if you see them. I know he had them out last time I was here~"

He was dressed very warm for someone who was still in doors..The quarter lynx was wearing a grey snow leopard fur coat, black pants,a black long coat under it, a grey hat and a scarf. Despite all of the warmth he still looked like he was freezing.

Gokudera was in the hallway passing by Hong Kong's room when he heard the two looting around inside, and saw the damage to the door. Curious, in a somewhat protective way, he went over to see what was going on in his friend's room. He stood in the doorway, watching the two search for a moment before taking his cigarette out of his mouth and speaking.

"What are you looking for?"

He didn't have anything he could do, but Hubb decided to walk through the mansion again. He certainly wasn't one to passively sit out the storm doing nothing.

There were more crashes, and this time it didn't seem like the building collapsing under the weight of ice and snow. He paused in the hallways, watching the group of kids ransack the room, looking for god knew what.

Helena glanced quickly at the two of them. She had never seen either before then, but just assumed they were more of Mansion's "guests."

"Hong Kong's fireworks." This came out in a huff, since she was still pretty tired. Running up those steps had been exhausting in the cold. She went down on her knees to check under the bed, leaving the rest for Haru to explain.

Max had no real idea how many people were missing, or even who they were. Most of her friends had been accounted for, but the same couldn't be said for everyone else's loved ones, which is what made her want to help Haru when he brought up the fireworks plan to her. Even if she couldn't get her motorcycle out through the snow, it was likely that she'd be able to force herself through the white stuff more efficiently than him or this Helena girl.

Stopping outside the door from which a certain amount of commotion could be heard, Max peeked inside. "Yo. This where the rescue party's meeting at?"

Haru waves to the group. He wasn't expecting this many people but when one kicked in a door and started rooting around. It probably wasn't possible to avoid.

"Yep! That's us Max. Although I'm not sure what these two are doing here! We're heading to a spot where the roof caved in once we get the fireworks." The whore points at the two men with grey hair besides himself. "Hey Hubb~ We're going to see if we can make a beacon for the people out in the snow.

He sticks his tongue out at Gokudera while checking under Hong Kong's desk.

"Dipshit, it's good to see you're doing well too~ Have you seen Hong Kong's fireworks stash lately?"

Gokudera glances around at the others, but quickly turns his attention back to Haru.

"No, I don't know where he keeps them." He pulls a handful of explosives out of his shirt. Sure they're not fireworks, but they'll have pretty much the same effect. "I've got lots of my own, though."

Hubb watched for another brief moment. "Wind's too strong for the fireworks. Can't the closet make all weather flares?"

Kids... He shook his head.

Max eyes the other two for a moment. She'd spoken to Hubb over the network and respects his opinion well enough, but she looks over to the one Haru had called "Dipshit." She seriously doubts that that's his name, but she's more worried about what's in his hands than what to call him.

"You seriously suggesting we start blowing things up? We don't need any more holes busting through here than what we've already got." Then again, if they couldn't find fireworks, it wasn't likely that the mansion would provide them with something as specific as flares. "Still, if it's all we got...."

"Well if you want to try the closet Hubb you can~ I'm sure more is better than less!"

Haru rolled his eyes as he found a trunk containing his boyfriend's fireworks. He hauled up the big case and placed it over his shoulder holding it by one hand. He winced about the weight a little but it probably was surprising that he could lift it at all.

"That's Gokudera for you. But it might be good to bring him along. He knows how to make sure no one else looses a hand." There's a sad smile after that as he remembers the nation. "Hopefully~ We should get going. The attic's the place to try right now~"

Gokudera eyed the old man, then looked at the woman, and finally Haru. He hated people questioning him in his area of expertise. "My rocket bombs'll work against the wind. That's what they're designed to do."

He knew from experience that they worked, too.

"James's fireworks'll work well, too. I'm the one who showed him how to make them." ~~So yeah, Haru, you can blame the lost hand on him now if you want.~~

As far as he's concerned, that's as much explanation as is needed. He stepped out of Haru's way to let him lead the group.

Edited 2009-11-24 06:32 (UTC)

Cocky kid. They both had a point though, but if someone here was making them... He glanced at the desk.

"Are those incindearies?" He set some of the materials aside, shellac, potassium nitride, and where the hell was the alminium? "Problem is, they go boom once then stop." Well, he thought so. Rockets bombs was a new concept; but at least that kid looked capable enough not to blow them up. Max too, since he's spoken to her already.

Max still regarded Gokudera a bit warily. She'd been able to handle explosives almost before she was able to walk, but she didn't want to assume that everyone had the same kind of childhood she did. "Didn't know you made 'em yourself. You a munitions specialist or something, then?"

Glancing at Hubb, she remarked, "I can set things off and move fast enough not to catch the tail end of anything that tries to take me out; if it comes to that, I don't mind stepping up and braving the storm alone."

She looked over to Haru with a bit of concern. True, she was a lot stronger than she looked herself, but she couldn't help asking, "You need a hand with that?"

"Don't go out alone Max, what if we don't get you back? You'd be stuck out there too or worse maybe alone. We don't need to loose anyone else." Haru headed out after offering Max the other side of the trunk. He glared back at grey haired teen but he couldn't do much more at the moment. "I knew you were responsible for that Gokudera! You're a dead man!"

The whore walked up the stairs backwards, with the trunk humming. "Once they stop? What's your point Hubb? I don't get it~"

Gokudera eyed Hubb, reappraising him. "I've got a couple of flares, but not the kind you're thinking of. There are enough bombs between James's stash and what I've got on me that we could keep it up for a long time, though."

He glanced at Max. "Yeah, something like that."

Following Haru up the stairs, he glared at the older man. "Shut the fuck up. He wanted to learn how to make them, so I showed him how. Like I wanted him to lose his hand."

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Helena had kept shut for the most part, feeling a little out of place with all these strangers. Some of them seemed to know each other well, and she got the feeling that she was being the odd wheel out.

It was also a bit good that she could go ignored for a while, because honestly she was still in a bit of a daze. She had been crying earlier about her fight with America, and her eyes were a bit red.

But when the guy named Gokudera started swearing at Haru, she piped up. "Let's just keep working, okay? There are people out there..."

"If anything, you'll need a lifeline, and you may loose your bike. The roof might be a better vantage point." Hubb said, although he agreed with Max's style of action.

He looked over to the one carrying the box, "It's not a lasting beacon. Something slow burning might be better, but I agree, work with what we've got."

He nodded at the demolitions expert. Deciding to mentally list him as 'competant' until he had more information.

The girl had a point too, that was why it was better to work with professionals.

"I'm willing to do it," she repeated, glancing over at Hubb. "I won't exactly jump for joy about it, but I've been through worse."

Grabbing the side of the trunk that Haru offered, Max silently listened to his and Gokudera's exchange. She didn't know who "he" was, or how he had lost his hand, but she had to agree with the girl that she assumed to be Helena.

"Yeah, what she said. The two of you can kill each other on your own time, if that's what you really want. But if there are a group of people waiting to get rescued and we've got a shot at doing the saving, they're gonna need all of us in one piece."

"Yeah, you're right Helena." Haru really didn't like the idea of sending someone out to look for someone else. He didn't know Max well but she surely hadn't done anything to make the whore think she deserved to die out in the snow if it happened...or worse. However he couldn't stop her. "It's your life to risk I guess but don't be stupid about it."

Thankfully the attic space was freezing cold and the snow blowing in was sure sign that the roof had caved in somewhere up there.

Haru headed over to the sizable hole in the attic where the wind howled from time to time. For the first time since all of this started he wondered if it was going to work but at least it was something.

"We could always set the roof on fire." Haru muttered still trying to puzzle out a solution to Hubb's damn realistic problems.

Gokudera shut up and followed the others up to the attic. Max and Helena were both right.

Shoving his hands in his pockets, he looked up through the hole in the roof and rolled his eyes at Haru's comment.

"If you light off the fireworks at intervals, they'll work in pretty much the same way as a flare would." He eyed the trunk they'd brought up with them. "And there should be plenty to do that with."

Helena is glad that they shut up, because she's really too anxious to finally get something done. It's an excuse not to feel useless, after all. She leaned over and popped open the trunk, to find a pretty good supply of fireworks inside. "Do you think this is enough?"

She glances up through the roof as well, and frowns. Snow is already starting to find its way in, although the wind doesn't look that strong... Still, did fireworks even work in blizzards?

She stepped out of the way for now, having no idea what to do with the rockets. She looks around at the others, expectant, hoping they know what they're talking about.

"Sill no harm in having a lifeline." LIke he was one to talk about caution.

"If we can get the fireworks to go off in this storm, they're going to blow off course. But then, they might light the roof on fire, that'll be both suggestions in one." He was more than willing to burn this damned mansion down, why not?

"Enough or not," He said to Helena, "We'll have to use what we have."

Max smirked at Haru and Hubb.It was cute the way some guys tried to get her to be careful. Just so long as they let her do things her own way in the end, anyway.

Stooping down by the trunk, she withdrew one of the larger rockets and looked at the hole in the roof, calculating the exact positioning necessary for optimal visibility. "Something tells me a fire on the roof stands the chance of spreading, and since we ain't got no other place to go, that might not be the best of ideas. Also, we gotta be careful not to accidentally shoot more holes in this place and cause things to start collapsing. Concussions ain't generally fun."

Looking up at the others, she asked, "Who brought the matches to this shindig?"

"I hope it's enough. Hong Kong blew up the mansion on his floor pretty good when he screwed up. If they're anything like that there should be a kick to them.That would be mister smokes there~ Gokudera! Give the lady a light!"

He aims to kick the other young male in the butt to edge him forward.

"Max raises a good point though~ Concussions are really no fun. Neither is testing concrete with your head. Some of us may not be able to stand it."

Haru will not look at Hubb but it's very obvious that he's thinking about him.

Gokudera manages to avoid the kick, shooting a glare at Haru as he stepped toward Max.

"Here." He took his lighter out of his pocket and held it out to her. "I've got matches too, if you need them."

"I really hope this works out." She's glancing back and forth among the other people in the attic, and she's not just talking about the fireworks. All the smirks going on in the group, all the subtle insults and glares... It leaves her feeling a bit tense, like everyone could suddenly start shouting at each other.

Or maybe it's because she's feeling a bit subdued right now, and she's taking everything too seriously. In any case, they'd taken too long setting up already. She feels a bit impatient, like she wants to grab the rocket and the matches and just launch already. But she knows she'd probably end up burning the whole place. She fidgets a bit, impatient and anxious.

Hubb caught the smirk; now who said women couldn't be macho idiots? Not that he wasn't, bt that was a completely different matter.

Hubb gave Haru a glance, "Some people are more hard-headed than others."

"What's the worst that could happen?" He asked, looking at Helena. "We blow up the hall, set the roof on fire, and we all die in a shower of burning concrete. So, let's light em up."

Rising to her feet, Max accepted the lighter from Gokudera. "I think I got this. You can use the matches on another one, set it off somewhere over there." She pointed somewhere a bit off-center of the collapsed roof, about eight feet away from where she was planning on setting hers off. "Depending on how much of a punch these have to them, you think setting off two at the same time will have a better effect, or is that just gonna make the whole place collapse?"

Raising an eyebrow in Hubb's general direction as she headed for her designated spot, she remarked, "You must be one of those big-picture type of people. Still, even if this place decides to bring us back from the dead over and over again, I'd rather not take the chance. Haru, if you see any sign of flames going crazy, get that trunk outta here before it can light up and make things worse. Helena, Hubb, just be ready to spring back and protect your heads and the back of your necks if things start falling apart. We cool?"

"Got it Boss Lady~" Haru plopped himself down next to the the chest. He kept an eye out for any signs of sparks or disaster.

"Hubb if you die Ritsuka will never stop complaining.." He looked at Helena for a moment as well. "Or America~"

The whore did not know whether or not Max or Gokudera had anyone but his eyes were staring at the back of Gokudera. Now wasn't the time.

"I hope this works...at least it's something. I think the snow has changed the mood of the mansion completely. When Spring comes, maybe the complaining will start again."

Gokudera took an armful of fireworks from the chest as he answered Max. "Setting off two at a time'll be fine. If James made these the way I showed him, the force won't be too great for the place to handle. And in this weather, setting off two is better than one. More likely to be seen."

He heads over to the area Max indicated and fishes the matches out of his pocket, ignoring Haru's stare, though he can feel it. Without waiting for further instructions, he goes ahead and sets one of the fireworks off.

Helena grins at Hubb. "Well, when you put it like that, I guess it's not so bad." Her first impression of him was that he looked pretty strict, not the kind of guy who'd think working in a circus was a good use of one's time. But she liked him more and more.

And although she didn't like to think she was useless, Max did have a point. She supposed her job was done after she suggested the whole thing to Haru, so she just stood back.

Haru's comment, though, sort of makes her raise an eyebrow and shuffle uneasily. "What's that supposed to mean...?"

She watches as Gokudera launches the first firework, and is tense for a moment as it passes very closely to the edge of the roof. There's another moment of anxiety as she waits for a pop... And then it's there, a huge cascade of red sparks falling in an umbrella pattern, blurry but still very visible in the blizzard.

"It worked!" She gives a cheer as secondary pops are heard, and a few smaller bursts of color appear close to the first, sparkling like gunfire.

Hubb could be a macho idiot too. He stepped out on the roof, preparing some of the materials. Not so much because it was a smart idea, but that someone had implied that he couldn't. He'd trust the bomber about timing, since demolitions weren't his specialty, bt he wasn't about to dck his head out of danger.

The pop was good, it meant the wind wasn;t blowing them too far off course.

Max blinked at Gokudera in surprise when he lit his rocket off, having expected to set them off simultaneously. "Hey-!" She couldn't really complain, though; even if they didn't release both of their fireworks at the same time, the kid managed to both test out the waters (or skies, as it was) and not blow a hole through himself, so that was always good.

"Nice," she remarked as she lit the fuse on her own and backed away. She kept an eye on it long enough to be sure that it launched without taking out a chunk of the building on its way out, then looked back to Hubb. She hadn't really expected him to fall back, not an old timer like him, so she was utterly unsurprised to see him setting about his task.

"Set me up with more ammo, H?"

Haru tossed a firework to Helena. "Hmmm? Oh nothing~ Wanna help pass them to the old man?"

After a moment curiosity got the better of the whore. He leaned a little closer to Helena and mumbled softy to her. "He's your friend isn't he?"

So far the plan was working. He would have to find a way to thank Helena.

Gokudera smirked a little, tilting his head back to watch the blasts go off. Fireworks weren't his specialty, but it was obvious Hong Kong knew what he was doing when he made them. He was proud of the young nation.

Assured that the fireworks would work, he timed his own blasts to coincide better with Max's after that.

It's good Haru passed her the firework, because she was suddenly getting extremely conscious that everyone was working but her.

She passed the firework to Gokudera, letting Hubb help out Max. She did it more to buy her time, so that when she answered the quarter-lynx, her voice would sound normal.

She said quietly, "Well, yeah. Yeah, he is."

Hubb handed the next couple to Max. "Short fuse." He advised, noting the different make of this set.

He scoffed briefly. "It's Hubb McCann, boy." No more than that, since this really was not the right place to be picking fights.

He let the other two handle the other set, at least death wasn't too permenant here.

Max nodded at Hubb with a muttered, "Thanks." Keeping an eye on the lasting sparks from the fireworks Gokudera set off and being sure to launch a new one whenever said sparks began thinning out, she figured that the two of them quickly fell into an easy rhythm.

Raising her voice so Haru and the others could hear her over the sounds of the explosions, she eventually called out, "How long we planning on going at this? 'Til we run out or 'til our peeps get their butts back in here?"

Haru sighed with relief. He had dodged the wrath of a teenage girl once again. He wouldn't mention yet that he had seen them together at the ball.

"Until we run out, Max! Let's face it. We can't keep it up forever and..It's mostly about feeling useful isn't it?"

Accepting fireworks from Helena, Gokudera alternated setting them off with Max. At her question, he looked over and added, "I've got a lot of explosives on me. They don't have the same effect as the fireworks, but they're loud. We can go as long as you guys want to."

When Helena thought about it, while passing more fireworks, she had to agree that the chance of this actually saving anyone wasn't that big. But it was better than doing nothing. Much better.

Haru gets her thinking, and for a while she's silent. Although she does speak up after Gokudera.

"Yeah, let's just keep it going for as long as we can."

"It's not like we have anything better to do." Hubb added to the conversation, selecting the likeliest looking fireworks to hand over to Max.

Grabbing the next set of fireworks off of Hubb, Max turned to Gokudera. "I really hope you knew you was coming up to help before headed out, or else I'd be asking what you're doing walking around with explosives."

Letting off another firework, she added, "Just so long as we get the chance to blaze before everything falls to pieces, I can keep this up for hours if I gotta."

"He's always walking around like a bomb~ And he smokes all the time too! All you need is a match and he'd be dead!"

Haru hoped that Gokudera thought about that for a moment. If he couldn't have his drug why should the other? He watched the sky with a hand shading his eyes. Well it certainly was bright and colorful up there now.

"Oh yeah that's right. I forgot that we're stuck in an insane mansion bent on keeping us trapped in it's boring halls~"

Gokudera shot Haru an annoyed glance. "No one's managed it yet." He looked at Max. "Yeah, I carry dynamite on my at all times. But I know what I'm doing."

If Haru thought he hadn't considered the dangers, he was wrong. After so many years, Gokudera knew how to handle his weapons and, more importantly, how not to handle them.

He turned his attention back to the fireworks, continuing to accept them from Helena and set them off until they ran out of stuff that would explode or the others decided to call it quits.

Helena was busy watching the fireworks to really listen to the conversation, although she did notice some banter going on between Gokudera and Haru.

She doesn't really know if they'll notice, but she grins at all of them, happier than she has been in a few days. The fireworks are great, they all felt pretty useful... And for the first time she felt sure that the others in the snow would soon be back.

Hubb just kept up his half of the work, this might not do anything, but it was something.

And they were all still arguing. Kids...

Tilting her head at Gokudera before letting out a careless shrug, Max replied, "So long as you don't spontaneously combust, I can be down with that."

She didn't know who all was missing, but she assumed that most of the people there with her stood to get back someone they cared about. If that was the case, then Max was more than happy to light up everything with a fuse within her reach. And if the crazy pyrotechnics going off in the gray sky didn't bring people back, then at least she helped to give these kids a bit of hope. That's more than a lot of people back in her world ever got.

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dasklfjsdaf SORRY I'M EDITTING THIS A MILLION TIMES

Guess who's back! Back again!

Welcome Back

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[Anyone for wrapping this up?.]

[Sounds good to me. o/ This'll be my last post anyway.]

[Sure sure :D]

Gotta end somewhere :)

I'm cool with a fade to black if ya'll are. ♥