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[vongola_secondo]

[With this sudden outburst of Secondo Gen. guardians, Arcangelo, more commonly known as Vongola Secondo is trying to find himself some quiet time in a chair he's claimed as his own.  The room it's located in, of course, seems to lack any lighting feature save for a small candle that flickers in the corner.  If you hit the switch, your finger will

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\o/

[vongola_secondo]

[He's not even going to look at you. Par usual, he's reclining on a body length couch, something you'd find in the Victorian era with a head prop on one end. That's what he's lying on, kind of like Vianca on the post over, but decently dressed.]

What. [It's a soft word, almost sleepy, but oh so very dangerous. This had better be good.]

[vongola_secondo]

[Competent guardians. That would be nice. Very nice. Can't always get what you want, fuckit all.

He'll crack an eye open at you.]

Shut up.

[That means no. But really, that he's talking to you (and his word count is going up no less) means he's glad to see you.>

[watchthewhatifs]

Fuuu~

Angel-chan~!

[ You do not know him. You... probably don't want to. ]

[vongola_secondo]

[No. No he doesn't. Have a glower.]

Get out.

[watchthewhatifs]

Fuu~, so mean~.

What if I don't want to~?

[vongola_secondo]

[He's not interested in your games, he's heard too much about a white haired man with a marking under his eye being too much of a trouble maker in the Vongola. Either get out, or he castrates you or attempts to anyway.]

Fucking trash.

[femorchis]

Waaaah~!

[She's not dumb enough to mistake him for Xan-chan, oh no, but his actual name doesn't come immediately to her mind because she's too focused on..]

Such cute eyebrows~♥

[vongola_secondo]

[Maybe if he just keeps quiet, you'll go away? If you don't, he'll resort to violence next, as the natural path that comes after ignoring.]

[femorchis]

[No, she really won't. She'll just move closer and tilt her head at him, smile as sugary and bright as the fucking sun.]

Fuuu~ so pouty though, Angel-chan~

You shouldn't be so moody with such nice eyebrows!

[vongola_secondo]

[He's this close to grabbing those damn lips and ripping them off your fucking skull. Turn that damn thing off.

Have him open his eyes, just a bit to glare at you. You have all of two seconds to explain why you're here before he beats the crap out of you. Or tries to.]

[sfolgarearancia]

You tend to sleep at odd times and odd places.

[vongola_secondo]

[Whew, finally. Someone he doesn't think of as complete trash. Have a glance that isn't overwhelmingly filled with hostility.]

The hell do you want?

[sfolgarearancia]

[He smiles, approaching.]

Nothing, really.

[He glances around.]

[vongola_secondo]

Hmph.

[That's the only verbal reply you'll get out of him then. He'll be leaning back in his chair and shutting his eyes again. You're probably free to approach him.]

[primo_giotto]

". . . My, my. . . Quite the temper you have there, Secondo~" [Giotto is amused at the remnants of the light switch and seems to be making his way towards you~]

\o/

[vongola_secondo]

[Now this one he likes. Have him glance at you with what appears to be a smirk.]

You have the shittiest timing in this place.

[primo_giotto]

". . .I do try, after all. Just for you." [He's leaning against your chair now, smirking a little as well.]

[vongola_secondo]

Where the hell have you been?

[He'll be watching you calmly, considering he hasn't made a single hostile move towards you yet, that probably means he's really glad to see you.]