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Who: Yazoo, Rinoa
When: Valentine's Day~ At some point.
Where: Rinoa's place.
Rating: TBA
Warnings: TBA
Summary: Yazoo is sulking over his lover's spat argument with Kadaj and makes a visit to Rinoa.
He was irritable, tired, hungry and had the beginnings of a headache settling at the forefront of his brain. Not the most pleasant way he could think of to spend a holiday - or any day, really - but didn't it just figure. Of course, of course something(one) had to get in the way of Kadaj and him yet again. It was always something, always someone, that wanted to worm their way between them. He struggled and fought to claw his way to the top, and... ah, it was always a victory so short-lived.
And with that Turk, none the less. The one that seemed so insistent on getting him and Kadaj together, to have her turn around and - well, no matter. He'd be paying her a visit and putting a bullet in that idiotic skull of hers, regardless of weather or not it got him booted down to the lower level for a month. It would be worth it to see the look on her face, stand over her and ask, 'Rethinking that date now?'
But that would be a little later. Yazoo was not stupid, and he knew when his temper was flaring the way it was, that calming down was better than doing something he'd regret later. So he took his time heading to the lower level, took the scenic route to Rinoa's home, and even then circled the building once before coming to a halt before the door. He wasn't sure if spending time around anyone was the best of ideas, but he was hoping that it beat spending the day alone. Maybe, just maybe, seeing everyone flit around so happily with friends and loved ones all day was making him bitter and... somewhat wanting of company.
He scowled at the closed door, tipped his head back and studied the building. A moment later and he was lifting a hand to knock, loudly, before stepping back and crossing his arms stiffly across his chest.
When: Valentine's Day~ At some point.
Where: Rinoa's place.
Rating: TBA
Warnings: TBA
Summary: Yazoo is sulking over his lover's spat argument with Kadaj and makes a visit to Rinoa.
He was irritable, tired, hungry and had the beginnings of a headache settling at the forefront of his brain. Not the most pleasant way he could think of to spend a holiday - or any day, really - but didn't it just figure. Of course, of course something(one) had to get in the way of Kadaj and him yet again. It was always something, always someone, that wanted to worm their way between them. He struggled and fought to claw his way to the top, and... ah, it was always a victory so short-lived.
And with that Turk, none the less. The one that seemed so insistent on getting him and Kadaj together, to have her turn around and - well, no matter. He'd be paying her a visit and putting a bullet in that idiotic skull of hers, regardless of weather or not it got him booted down to the lower level for a month. It would be worth it to see the look on her face, stand over her and ask, 'Rethinking that date now?'
But that would be a little later. Yazoo was not stupid, and he knew when his temper was flaring the way it was, that calming down was better than doing something he'd regret later. So he took his time heading to the lower level, took the scenic route to Rinoa's home, and even then circled the building once before coming to a halt before the door. He wasn't sure if spending time around anyone was the best of ideas, but he was hoping that it beat spending the day alone. Maybe, just maybe, seeing everyone flit around so happily with friends and loved ones all day was making him bitter and... somewhat wanting of company.
He scowled at the closed door, tipped his head back and studied the building. A moment later and he was lifting a hand to knock, loudly, before stepping back and crossing his arms stiffly across his chest.