03 [action] [backdated to 10/10]

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[OOC: I was actually planning to post this on the 10th (Xanxus' birthday) but I didn't had internet access, so this post is backdated to 10/10 (morning). Feel free to bug him, he needs to make attempts to socialize a bit D:][Xanxus isn't feeling like hanging around for anything on his birthday. The idea of putting up with the sound of that

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[Not one to while away the hours, Squalo has been up for some time now having first finished with his early morning training with Yamamoto and then giving his and Belphegor's surprise one last look-over. He is just returning when he spies Xanxus leaving, and if body language is any indicator, the other man seems to be in a bit of a mood.

Oh, this is not going to plan at all. Xanxus is rarely out in the mornings. Did he really have to pick today of all days to try and pull a damn disappearing act?

Grumbling something under his breath, Squalo shifts a package he is carrying under his arm and then shouts after the Varia boss.]

Heeeeey!

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[Oh, Xanxus definitely hears Squalo yelling. It's hard to not hear that piece of trash for that matter. He looks over his shoulder and utters an annoyed sound, loud enough for Squalo to be heard.

Why were all those scumbags so damn eager to bother him for his birthday? This day was just as unimportant and trivial as all the other days in his life.

He walks on, taking big steps and not in the mood for anything.]

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[Goddammit. He's going to play it that way, huh? The swordsman glowers at Xanxus's retreating back. If he had been dealing with anybody else, he wouldn't have bothered pursuing them and probably would have winged the package at their heads. But it's the Boss' birthday, and the Boss is worth the extra hassle. That doesn't mean, however, that he can't be irritated with the man.

While Squalo is far too proud to go running after the other man, he does lengthen his stride in an attempt to catch up. He is also going to carry on the loud, most likely one-sided conversation until he does.]

When the hell did you pick this up morning stroll business?

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[Only Squalo was so damn stupid to do exactly the thing Xanxus did not want him to do. The entire time/space difference between them really didn't matter, the swordsman still was an annoying piece of shit.

Xanxus should have fucking known that walking with a fast pace and blatant ignoring would not keep Superbia Squalo away.]

What's the package, trash?

[He looks at the thing the other is carrying from over his shoulder, still busy with walking away.]

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[Heeey finally got his attention. Squalo grins smugly and openly at that small victory, but he has no intention of giving away anything until Xanxus fucking lets him catch up.]

This? [He shrugs far too casually as he takes hold of the package with both hands and half holds it out to Xanxus.] Just some stuff I found in the shops.

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[With a loud sound close to a growl Xanxus turns around to grab that package out of Squalo's hands.]

Such sentimental trash you are.

[He turns it around in his hands and the look on his face changes into a strange mixture of curiosity and annoyance.]

Pathetic.

[But that very small part of his heart that hasn't turned to stone over the years disagrees with his statement and the Varia boss starts to unwrap it slowly.]

Useless shit you are.

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[An annoyed look plays over Squalo's face as the package is ripped from his hands, but he makes no move to stop Xanxus from taking it.]

VOOII! Who said it was anything for you, Shitty Boss?

[He folds his arms over his chest and waits expectantly for the other to finish unwraping.]

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Everything that you own is mine, trash.

[Xanxus isn't looking up when he speaks. His fingers are busy with unwrapping Squalo's 'present', folding the paper aside as if he has all the time in the world.

His eyes grow wider for a mere second when he's looking at his own guns, nicely tucked away in brand new holsters.

That fucking piece of trash.

He can feel his anger rise just because that shitty scum got him exactly the thing he fucking needed. A slight gnash of his teeth is audible when he takes one of the guns out.]

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Yeah, yeah, yeah.

[Squalo rolls his eyes impatiently as Xanxus painstakingly unfolds the wrappings. Good God, was he planning on keeping it?! Just rip the damn paper! When Xanxus finally pulls out one of the guns, he adds:]

They showed up a few days ago. Got 'em cleaned so they're ready to go.

[He doesn't blink at the other's rising temper.]

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[Xanxus starts to inspect the guns, holding them in his hands and trying to convince himself that they are not fake and that they are really his guns.

That fucker!]

How the fuck did you...?

[The look on Xanxus' face is far from surprised, thankful or friendly. His voice is low and he looks more than ready to lash out.]

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Whaaat? Find your guns? I looked.

[He snorts at the original question then decides to elaborate on his answer.] Been checking the weaponry. They should've shown up when you did. Must have gotten lost in the shop with all the new people arriving or something.

[He keeps an eye on Xanxus' expression, listens to his tone, and figures things are going as well as could be expected - so far. The Boss isn't always...gracious at receiving things, so Squalo decides that returning Xanxus' guns in a new holster is going to be a practice round for when they show the man his actual gift.]

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[Sometimes Xanxus wondered if Squalo was able to get more of an annoying piece of trash than he already was. The swordsman always managed to surprise him in that aspect.

Loud, annoying, fucking bastard.

And the things he was saying sounded like bullshit as well.]

Fucking nonsense.

[Xanxus glares at Squalo as he puts on the new holsters.]

If you knew where you could get them, why didn't you get them earlier, you fucking shit?

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[Squalo glares right back at his ungrateful bastard of a boss and throws up his hands dramatically.]

VOOOII! Didn't I say I've been looking?! I've been looking since you got here. They weren't fucking there to be picked up!

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[It isn't convincing Xanxus for one second.]

You think I like to hear your goddamn excuses all the time, trash?

[He reaches out and takes a hold of Squalo's collar, seething with anger now]

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[Fucking hell. No good deed goes unpunished. The grip on his collar is uncomfortably tight, and he instinctively grabs Xanxus' wrist with his left hand to get him to let go. What he really wants to do, however, is punch the guy for being stupid. Squalo swallows hard and snarls out a reply.]

Goddammit, Xanxus! When the hell have I ever half-assed doing anything for you?!

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[There was a slight bit of truth in Squalo's words. He never had done everything half-assed. Sometimes the fucker actually did things too thoroughly.]

You shut your fucking trap and you will only open it when I say so.

[He tightens his grip and yanks Squalo closer, only a couple of inches away from his face.]

I do not want any fucking thing for my birthday. Since when did you scumbags become so goddamn sentimental?

[After he asked that question he simply throws Squalo away.]

Fucking pathetic.