A Little Pain to Your Failure
Setting: Midgar, Jade, Your Mom.
Characters: Riku (black-keyblade), Albedo (sweetvice), Mello (not-mellow) & Roxas (hairgeljunkie)
Status: In progress~
Rating: EMOTASTIC.
It was not a familiar situation that Mello had found himself in, settled upon the chair in his Shinra office, absently staring at his suspected pet and his mind rolling through details as he ironed his intentions. He often reacted by instinct, perhaps reckless to an infinite degree, but it generally supplied him results he would find himself fond of... However, research had reflected that planning would have been necessary, it fortunately a task that came easily to him.
Simply not frequently desired.
Shifting forward as the chair protested beneath him, the blonde grabbed the phone from his desk - another miracle in itself, he often calling upon Raziel to hold the blasted thing - leaning his elbows against the wooden surface. It had been the third replacement for the week, and he wasn't seeing another in his near future. Not unless he was interrupted once more.
Absently, he pounded rhythmically into the keys, feeling his tension stretch as he forced aside a growl, it feral as he felt his patience ebb. Someone had escaped him, an important figure wiped from the records.. And while Mello had known only his name, it had taken some effort and a greater amount of time to discover the face of this illusive pain in his ass.
And for that, he'd make him pay. No one disobeyed him, and he wouldn't stand for this disgusting disrespect.
Bowing his head as his brows knitted, Mello waited as the phone rang, calling into the depths of Jade to the lone man he was about to rip everything from, and promptly shove it down his mother-fucking throat.
Characters: Riku (black-keyblade), Albedo (sweetvice), Mello (not-mellow) & Roxas (hairgeljunkie)
Status: In progress~
Rating: EMOTASTIC.
It was not a familiar situation that Mello had found himself in, settled upon the chair in his Shinra office, absently staring at his suspected pet and his mind rolling through details as he ironed his intentions. He often reacted by instinct, perhaps reckless to an infinite degree, but it generally supplied him results he would find himself fond of... However, research had reflected that planning would have been necessary, it fortunately a task that came easily to him.
Simply not frequently desired.
Shifting forward as the chair protested beneath him, the blonde grabbed the phone from his desk - another miracle in itself, he often calling upon Raziel to hold the blasted thing - leaning his elbows against the wooden surface. It had been the third replacement for the week, and he wasn't seeing another in his near future. Not unless he was interrupted once more.
Absently, he pounded rhythmically into the keys, feeling his tension stretch as he forced aside a growl, it feral as he felt his patience ebb. Someone had escaped him, an important figure wiped from the records.. And while Mello had known only his name, it had taken some effort and a greater amount of time to discover the face of this illusive pain in his ass.
And for that, he'd make him pay. No one disobeyed him, and he wouldn't stand for this disgusting disrespect.
Bowing his head as his brows knitted, Mello waited as the phone rang, calling into the depths of Jade to the lone man he was about to rip everything from, and promptly shove it down his mother-fucking throat.