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[THREAD] TAKEDOWN against TWO

Apr 22, 2009 17:44

Who: Hidan [ holyish ] & Vargret [ ardeinae ]
Where: Between the industrial and commercial areas of Terra ; empty warehouse front
When: 2 AM. The day after this and this.
Summary: Rook meets bishop. Your move.
Rating: R for violence

( soles against pavement, fists against flesh ; let this pretty, pretty melody ring ; come on, come on, let's start the show tonight )

vargret, hidan

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holyish April 23 2009, 03:19:02 UTC

With the sound of his cell snapping closed, Hidan placed it back in his pocket and soothed his hair -- an irritated grunt emerged from his mouth as he sluggishly made his way to the area that was instructed as much to him. God, he really didn’t like Vargret, that old man was a fucking tight-ass and all that shit. Strict as hell and kicked him out of the fucking house! So what if the cop seemed like some sort of saint? Sure, he found Hidan in that shithole of Abyss and raised him. Heh, what a fucking good job he was at that. And now the cop had something to discuss with him about Deidara, the corpse that hanged so twisted on a goddamn antenna. Tch, if that shitbag had info about his dead friend, may as well go ( ... )

ardeinae April 23 2009, 03:37:08 UTC

One of the only real downsides of habitually wearing sunglasses all the time was that it tended to make his night vision slightly shittier than would be optimal, and as a result, Vargret heard Hidan approaching before he saw him. Giving a low grunt of displeasure, he flicked away his cigarette, watching it hiss and fizzle away as Hidan drew into sight. God, this conversation wasn't going to be pretty -- anything dealing with his now-exiled sort-of-son had the tendency to turn ugly at an alarming rate, but this, in particular, would be a gross discussion ( ... )

holyish April 23 2009, 04:03:58 UTC

Teeth were set to grind as Vargret started to bullshit about Deidara, and his goddamnn friend. Yeah, he was spiteful, more to Deidara actually dying than to the crap that spewed from the cop’s mouth. The joint in his mouth was soon wet with excess saliva and thus useless to inhale, so he spat it out before Vargret in disgust as arms settled against his chest and violent hues narrowed. So what if this guy was a cop? Hidan didn’t have any hesitation to break his face in - even hearing that shitty voice made Hidan’s blood boiled. Okay, Hidan just simply blamed Vargret for growing up the way he did -- as irrational and delusional it was. But that didn’t mean Hidan hated himself, right?

"Jeez old man --" Was the only words he could get in before Vargret started to mutter on about Yaha’s death. And instantly, Hidan’s lips grew into a large grin at the words. Fuck, fuck -- did that mean Shika actually, you know, fucking did it?! He tossed his head back and a deep eerily laughter emerged from the bottom of his stomach and up his throat, too ( ... )

ardeinae April 24 2009, 01:31:28 UTC

The grind of teeth, the narrowing of eyes, the sharp path the cigarette butt drew from lips to ground, the end rapidly sizzling to a dark spot of ember -- all part of the show, wasn't it? And Vargret only watched with his brows furrowed in some vague display of contempt. Thinking, darkly, something along the lines of, I raised you, brat, you think I'll be intimidated by your little tough-guy show? You really don't even know me, do you.And even throughout Hidan's little laughing schpiel, Vargret only waited patiently, drumming fingers against the handlebars of his bike -- lips pressed into a grim slash, more out of personal irritation than out of anger towards the disrespect. Because this was clearly a two-sided problem -- once Yaha was alive once more, he'd have a lot to answer for, possibly ending in something highly unpleasant -- but for the moment, the insane little fucker (that he'd one considered 'having potential,' Jesus christ he'd been young and stupid back then) was first priority ( ... )

holyish April 24 2009, 02:36:21 UTC

It was likewise to Hidan. He wasn’t intimidated by a piece of shit like Vargret, the guy was a cop, those shitheads had fucking leashes around their neck and they couldn’t do shit. Man, why the hell was Vargret here and not dealing with Deidara’s death? That blond just died and all this cunt cared about was that tranny!? Why was everyone so retarded! No one gave a shit about Yaha, and that guy deserved to die as many times as humanly possible and be caused a great deal of agony!

Even when Vargret came up close and loomed over Hidan, he didn’t waver one bit, he wasn’t going to get himself intimidated (and how the hell did this fucker get so damn huge) and just kept his ground. And maybe if he kept his cool -- No, he won’t admit to something that retarded. Though, the creases of his expression obviously showed his obvious thrill of dealing with Yaha before. Of smashing his brains out and crap, it was all really good sans the part when Yaha thought that Hidan would’ve liked a headjob from that saggy broken mouth. That was just gross ( ... )

ardeinae April 25 2009, 16:33:39 UTC

"Everything. Is connected." The harsh grind of words, starting to develop a jagged edge from the frustration and anger that was creeping into his voice. And though it was masked by the thick cloth of his coat, there was the quiet squelch of leather as his hand tightened into a fist within the confines of his pocket, the steel inlay scraping against the seams. How dearly he would have liked to break the punk's nose at the moment, right then and there ( ... )

holyish April 25 2009, 17:53:10 UTC

"Tch." Flared annoyance pulsed through the albino has the tossed piece of paper was flung into his hands. The corner of his lip twitched with dread and still - he was anticipated. But Yaha was just too much of a sick bastard to actually appreciate his goddamn death. When Hidan’s fingers unraveled the paper roughly and violet hues gazed at the words, his mouth pulled downwards with a disgusted frown and he murmured, "Why the fuck would that piece of shit ( ... )

ardeinae April 25 2009, 18:18:00 UTC

Again, the show was taken into account with an absolute passivity, and it was only when Hidan's little angry fit had run through it's course that Vargret straightened up, running a hand through his hair. It was a gesture of faint frustration, terribly subdued -- signaling something close to snapping. A low exhale, close to sigh, before he glanced down at Hidan, eyes narrowed dangerously behind his shades. (All my fault, eh? You think I don't regret letting you turn out into a delinquent punk like this? You think that for even a moment, I enjoyed seeing you turn out as a piece of society's trash?)

"I had my suspicions, but see, Hidan," -- it was rare that he ever called either of his foster sons by name, and here, it was uttered in a dangerously low calm, each syllable accentuated. "But see, unlike you, I actually have some of that bullshit that most people call a conscience -- consideration for others, believing that some people are good. So I was thinking that maybe, this was a mistake, and you'd say it's a lie ( ... )

holyish April 26 2009, 04:09:40 UTC

Yeah, he should have kept his fucking mouth shut. But why the hell should he when Hidan thought he did something good for fucking society? No one needed those fucking creepy pedos and who the hell cared if Yaha was a cop -- he was still a sick and twisted heathen that would constantly molest (or try too) himself and his brother. Shit, even Hidan knew the shithead’s obsession with his foster father, but when the hell did Hidan actually care about anyone else but his selfish self?

There was no reply, just the sound of a cracked grin that coiled his lips upwards with bloodlust clear in his eyes. He would do it again, kill Yaha. And he would stand on a soap-box and proclaim himself as some fucking savoir that was sent from god to rid the world of stupid fucks like him -- or anyone that would stand in the way of his own blasphemous beliefs, even if he himself did not realize it. This world was so fucking boring without a bit of self-done death; his own immortality was a fucking gift from god! His ability! So why the fuck shouldn’t he use ( ... )

ardeinae April 26 2009, 04:22:52 UTC

Arm still raised in the follow-through of the blow, Vargret almost regretted landing that one blow -- vaguely wondering just how much trouble he could potentially be in for assaulting his own once-son. Probably enough for a few scandals, at the very least, more than enough negative media attention. Fuck, he really didn't want to deal with this. But the sight of this little punk that he'd spent years trying to set straight, standing before him now, all too gleeful over having murdered a man in cold blood ( ... )

holyish April 26 2009, 13:39:53 UTC

The laughter that erupted from Hidan’s mouth was mingled with half-fanatic chuckling and ominous sniggering. This was all just too damn good to give up. Fucking cop trying to bring about justice or whatever crap that was thrown in his face, with violence. That was Hidan’s deal right? He was the one that had God in him! Not that shit-eating piece of fuck! And Vargret had no goddamn right to think that was not justice -- for Hidan’s own self-satisfaction.

"Then what --" were the spluttered out words that left his mouth in a harsh violent and threatening tone, but were cut off by the sudden jerk of his chest meeting Vargret’s kneecap. It knocked the fucking air out of him, but that didn’t cease that fucking laughing. That - that fucking erratic insane laughter that was dried up with the lack of oxygen and air, and ripped through a raw throat. His hand went to his chest and violet hues gazed at Vargret with feral intentions of ripping that asshole’s throat out with nothing but his bare teeth. "Ha ha ha! Is that all you fucking got you ( ... )

ardeinae April 26 2009, 15:16:23 UTC

"You think I'm gonna treat a little punk like you seriously?" A grating mutter hissed past gritted teeth, and Vargret took the chance to flip a cigarette from his pocket, lighting it with languid movements as he watched Hidan continue to laugh -- maybe this one had been beyond help in the first place. Still, he only watched, even as Hidan staggered back into the wall, still laughing. Still laughing. That last part was what was most disturbing ( ... )

holyish April 26 2009, 16:39:23 UTC

Really though? Hidan wouldn’t dare to kill Vargret - shit, even if he hated the bastard didn’t mean he didn’t respect him - actually no, scratch that. Hidan didn’t want Shikamaru to sudden moan and bitch about killing his goddamn father. Tch, maybe Hidan even admired Vargret for putting up with his shit, but even at that thought, there was a deep snort that emerged from him as he felt the knife getting knocked from his hand.

"Are you fucking with me!?" Was the only thing he could mutter before he let out a deep painful groan at the snapping of his wrist which could only make the back of his skull hit against the wall, then once again, he sniggered. "Hey! Oi, oi." He snapped as though he was actually scolding Vargret, "That faggot was asking for it! Jeez, are you blind!? Holy shit! You gotta be kidding me...wait a sec, wait--" And his fingers wrapped around his disjointed wrist and there was a grinding sound of bone as he set it back in place. "Ah man. That freakin’ hurt like a bitch." He cracked his knuckles, rolled his head, and ( ... )

ardeinae April 26 2009, 17:06:08 UTC

It was from the moment that the crack of bone was taken into stride that Vargret felt his nerves stand on end -- something was off. Most hoodlums would take the loss of a joint deeply, because even one immobilized limb could mean the difference between victory and a street fight. But now? And the cigarette clamped in his lips burned bright, a single bright ember in the dark streetfront that illuminated the surface of his shades. "Really lost it, haven't you? Or were you just this dumb in the first place? Think you can solve any problem with violence?" Teeth bared and eyes narrowed at the sight of the broken limb mending itself. "... guess you aren't quite normal, either ( ... )

holyish April 27 2009, 11:54:11 UTC

"Heh! Like you know shit you blasphermous fuck!" Fucking Hidan’s own justification of what was right and wrong. Everything was so fucking boring and violence was a way to get rid of that dull droll reality and replace it with blood and broken limbs -- lips quirked upwards into a smirk. "Think I’m just gonna sit on my ass and listen to your retarded preaching!?"

God, God!. It was pissing him off!

"Well. Shit duh, only found out now?" In response about him not being normal "Immortality is a bitch." He spat out just as he felt his rib cage being smacked straight down on another forceful blow, it being collided with another kneecap -- breaking a few bones, knocking the wind out of him and then the back of Hidan’s skull meet the wall behind him; cracking the skull and he slid down, a long streak of crimson leaving traces ( ... )

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