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Y'KNOW YOU CAN'T KEEP LETTIN' IT GET YOU DOWN
WHO: victor (![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
genice), suigetsu (liquidate), and an unsuspecting reaper (hellshot)
WHERE: 311, which just so sadly happens to be reaper's room...
WHEN: forward-dated to march 19th
WHAT: eating berry blue jello and petting dogs, in which order i'm unsure
WARNINGS: none yet, hopefully it'll stay that way but it's doubtful
Well, here we are, Victor. Thanks for bringing your dog with you.
(who thanks people for that? suigetsu considers it necessary, considering how happy just seeing makkachin has made him. he hasn't even pet him yet and his fingers are drumming under the bowl he's holding like it's going to happen very soon and without warning. save the dog.
but first,) I guess I should knock, huh? I mean, not that he's unaware that we're coming over or anything, because I told him last week like I said I was gonna. Just as a courtesy, like something polite people would do.
—Yosh, here goes.
(and it's obvious now that suigetsu did not tell reaper, clutching the vividly, unhealthily blue bowl of jello closer to his chest with one arm, raising the other. then raps his knuckles in a staccato rhythm against the door, far different from his usual smacking. reaper will never guess who it is now and he turns his back to the room to face victor once more, one of their communicator's translators providing the conversation's feedback.)
Let's give him a sec, he's probably still in his skull-and-bones boxers.
...
Oh, oops, don't tell him I told you that.
genice), suigetsu (liquidate), and an unsuspecting reaper (hellshot)WHERE: 311, which just so sadly happens to be reaper's room...
WHEN: forward-dated to march 19th
WHAT: eating berry blue jello and petting dogs, in which order i'm unsure
WARNINGS: none yet, hopefully it'll stay that way but it's doubtful
Well, here we are, Victor. Thanks for bringing your dog with you.
(who thanks people for that? suigetsu considers it necessary, considering how happy just seeing makkachin has made him. he hasn't even pet him yet and his fingers are drumming under the bowl he's holding like it's going to happen very soon and without warning. save the dog.
but first,) I guess I should knock, huh? I mean, not that he's unaware that we're coming over or anything, because I told him last week like I said I was gonna. Just as a courtesy, like something polite people would do.
—Yosh, here goes.
(and it's obvious now that suigetsu did not tell reaper, clutching the vividly, unhealthily blue bowl of jello closer to his chest with one arm, raising the other. then raps his knuckles in a staccato rhythm against the door, far different from his usual smacking. reaper will never guess who it is now and he turns his back to the room to face victor once more, one of their communicator's translators providing the conversation's feedback.)
Let's give him a sec, he's probably still in his skull-and-bones boxers.
...
Oh, oops, don't tell him I told you that.
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