[thread] just as every cop is a criminal,

Dec 13, 2007 18:04

Who: Revy (devoiding) and Schuldig (dirtyrottenliar)
What: A drinking game. 8)
When: Last night.
Where: idk Disneyland. A bar in town.
Rating: PG-13 for language and possible violence. 8D

& all the sinners saints; )

revy, schuldig

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devoiding December 13 2007, 23:24:35 UTC
So far this place had been a bit on the quiet side, something Revy was somewhat not accustomed to. In any case, she always kept her Cutlass with her, even in her sleep. In Roanapur, the city where villains were among villains, it was just the normal thing to do.

She lit up a cigarette, inhaling for a moment. Some German, huh? The last German she ran into-- well, it hadn't ended well for him. Revy fingered the trigger on her Cutlass for a second, telling herself if this guy pissed her off, she'd finally have use for it.

"Christmas," she mumbled. "Sure don't look that way," It didn't matter. She preferred the warm weather anyway.

Revy looked up, seeing an orange-haired male approaching. She leaned back against the wall, blowing smoke out, checking for a reaction from him. If he was a pussy, she'd probably have to force the fun out of him.

"You the German?"

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dirtyrottenliar December 13 2007, 23:47:29 UTC
Schuldig didn't bother to hide a grin when he saw her. Maybe she wasn't blonde, but purple was at least something different, and anyway she sure as hell wasn't ugly.

"Yeah, that's me," he said, ignoring the smoke. He didn't smoke himself and never had, but it certainly didn't bother him. "So there's a bunch of bars in the town, but I don't really have a favorite."

He pulled the door open and held it for her. "So we'll just go to the first good one and see if it's up to your standards, that sound reasonable?"

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YOU SAW NOTHING DX devoiding December 14 2007, 05:14:10 UTC
Revy didn't really like the way he had grinned at her but shrugged it off.

"Sounds good to me," she said and passed through the door.

Back home, there weren't any standards she could recall. She could probably count all the bar fights she had sat through.

As she passed, she peeked at Schuldig suspiciously. She couldn't help but notice the formal attire. She frowned, putting a hand on her hip and waving the other free one.

"What's with the fancy suit?" she asked. "Hey, last time I checked this wasn't some business party,"

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dirtyrottenliar December 14 2007, 07:05:32 UTC
Schuldig shrugged. "Force of habit," he said, although it wasn't quite true. "It's easier to do my job back home if I look like this, and I don't really get any days off."

He deliberated for a second before unbuttoning his jacket. "Besides, I usually keep mine concealed," he added, shoving the left side of the jacket back so she could see his gun. He let it fall and stuffed his hands in his pockets instead of buttoning it again. If she was just going to walk around with hers like that, he didn't see a reason to be extra cautious.

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