[LOG] Trilogy
Who: Dante(albinoidiot) & Sanji(blacklegcook)
What: Movie night is finally a go! Matrix Trilogy, here we come! Bring on the sex scene!
Where: Sanji's room.
When: January 23rd, Morning
Warning: Their mouths, Sanji's kicks, rated R movies.
Status: INCOMPLETE
The past few days had been hell for the albino idiot. Since his arrival at this strange city he had become accustomed to the people and the situation. Sure, there was a robot here that had a few screws loose in his head somewhere but that didn't bother him too much. He was always the type of guy that aimed for better situations, after all. Unfortunately, it was kind of hard pulling off an optimistic view when he felt that he had screwed himself over. He wasn't normal anymore. This bothered him.
The incident between Dean and himself had never seized to torment him. The first floor of Tower Alpha had become a no-trespass zone now. He didn't want see him, he didn't want to sleep in his bedroom just in case Dean decided it was his duty to finish the job and he most certainly didn't want to give Vergil a reason for him to attack again. What had happened?He had been doing so well.
Although he had remained a few days now without speaking to the hunter, he had gotten in contact with his favorite cook. Sanji was another friend who meant a lot more than just a random guy in another floor. The guy was bipolar but Dante was fine with it. Brothers are brothers no matter their faults. When the blond had agreed to doing that movie night that had always been set on hold, he took the first opportunity to regain his friend's trust. Dante had marched his way to the cafeteria, grabbed a bunch of beers, some popcorn, and whatever chips the robots could make, and came back and knocked at the guy's door. Thanks to their first meeting, he knew where the guy lived. His bare knuckles gave a smart tap at the door.
"Open up, it's me."
He needed a break, this would be awesome.
What: Movie night is finally a go! Matrix Trilogy, here we come! Bring on the sex scene!
Where: Sanji's room.
When: January 23rd, Morning
Warning: Their mouths, Sanji's kicks, rated R movies.
Status: INCOMPLETE
The past few days had been hell for the albino idiot. Since his arrival at this strange city he had become accustomed to the people and the situation. Sure, there was a robot here that had a few screws loose in his head somewhere but that didn't bother him too much. He was always the type of guy that aimed for better situations, after all. Unfortunately, it was kind of hard pulling off an optimistic view when he felt that he had screwed himself over. He wasn't normal anymore. This bothered him.
The incident between Dean and himself had never seized to torment him. The first floor of Tower Alpha had become a no-trespass zone now. He didn't want see him, he didn't want to sleep in his bedroom just in case Dean decided it was his duty to finish the job and he most certainly didn't want to give Vergil a reason for him to attack again. What had happened?He had been doing so well.
Although he had remained a few days now without speaking to the hunter, he had gotten in contact with his favorite cook. Sanji was another friend who meant a lot more than just a random guy in another floor. The guy was bipolar but Dante was fine with it. Brothers are brothers no matter their faults. When the blond had agreed to doing that movie night that had always been set on hold, he took the first opportunity to regain his friend's trust. Dante had marched his way to the cafeteria, grabbed a bunch of beers, some popcorn, and whatever chips the robots could make, and came back and knocked at the guy's door. Thanks to their first meeting, he knew where the guy lived. His bare knuckles gave a smart tap at the door.
"Open up, it's me."
He needed a break, this would be awesome.