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Who: Black and White
When: 7pm tonight
Where: Black's place
Rating: R
Warnings: Language and Violence (as always with them) AND Character Death. (Yup)
Summary: White agrees to meet with Black, arguing and violence ensues, one of the boys bites the dust. (If I told you who, you wouldn't read it, now would you.)
Black waited impatiently for seven o'clock to roll around. He paced the small living room considering all he's said to White. Did he really believe everything he'd said? Did he buy his own story about Purgatorium being a second chance? It certainly seemed as good a place as any to start over. But if he was really attempting a fresh start, why did he take the ShinRa job? Certainly he didn't join the company soley because of Elena. It was the closest thing he could find to his old job, he followed Rufus as closely as he would have followed his prior leader. Was White right about them not being able to change.
The floor boards creaked under Black's nervous pacing. His fingers fidgeted with the weapon under his jacket. All he could do now was wait. He hope White wouldn't be late.
When: 7pm tonight
Where: Black's place
Rating: R
Warnings: Language and Violence (as always with them) AND Character Death. (Yup)
Summary: White agrees to meet with Black, arguing and violence ensues, one of the boys bites the dust. (If I told you who, you wouldn't read it, now would you.)
Black waited impatiently for seven o'clock to roll around. He paced the small living room considering all he's said to White. Did he really believe everything he'd said? Did he buy his own story about Purgatorium being a second chance? It certainly seemed as good a place as any to start over. But if he was really attempting a fresh start, why did he take the ShinRa job? Certainly he didn't join the company soley because of Elena. It was the closest thing he could find to his old job, he followed Rufus as closely as he would have followed his prior leader. Was White right about them not being able to change.
The floor boards creaked under Black's nervous pacing. His fingers fidgeted with the weapon under his jacket. All he could do now was wait. He hope White wouldn't be late.