12 :: Returned Once Again [Action]

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[It's cold here. Damp. The chill of it seeps deep within his bones. It’s dark too. What little light there is plays weakly off the surface of the surrounding water, though not enough to illuminate anything. And from the not far off distance, there is a strange rushing noise. He knows that sound. It's quickly approaching. But before he can

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[Xanxus happens to be outside, actually. He has already settled with the fact that the shitty prince disappeared to whatever but he's still quite bothered with Squalo being not there. After that stupid fucking kiss the fucker just disappeared and all he found back was a sword and a diary.

And when he sees someone stumble his way through the village he stops to turn his head.

The fucking trash is back and he waits until he's close enough so can punch his goddamn face.]

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[Almost there. Almost there. Those words have become his mantra because holy fucking shit this trek back to House 9 is taking way too long in his current state. Squalo stops and leans up against a building to rest a minute. As he does this, he spots the fuzzy outline of person not far off. Tch. Just what he needs - an audience. He's just going to stay put until that trash decides to shove off.]

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[Xanxus moves a bit when Squalo stops to lean against a building. He takes one step forward, very annoyed with the trash's behavior.

When Squalo obviously isn't going to move, Xanxus marches towards him.]

You fucking piece of trash!

[His voice is low, trembling with contained anger as he grabs Squalo's arm and pulls him away from that wall.]

Took your fucking sweet time, huh?

can't html for anything today D:

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[He had closed his eyes in an attempt to appear casually aloof, not in pain, as he waited for the other to pass. However, he would have done better to leave them open. There would have been less of a surprise.

The arm Xanxus grabs unfortunately happens to be his right one. This means he has nothing to use as a counter balance. Squalo stumbles forward far to easily before bouncing off the Varia boss' chest in a horribly awkward recreation of the scene that happened all those days ago.

He steps back quickly before he can be accused of anything and glares a squinty glare at Xanxus. Squalo can just make out his face from this distance.]

VOOOOOII, you bastard! The hell was that for?!

/pets <3 /pets your html too

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[Xanxus yanks that arm harder, ignoring the bump into his chest, since Squalo is not giving him a proper answer.]

Had a nice fucking trip, trash?

[After he speaks he slaps Squalo across the face. Everything to make him glare normally. And there is a hint of worry in his face because he does has an idea about where Squalo had been.]

:D

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[Getting smacked around isn't going to help anything. All it earns Xanxus is an annoyed grimace. As for the hint of worry, the subtle expression is lost on Squalo. He's working with fairly vague facial features at the moment.]

Fantastic. Was gonna send a postcard, but it must have slipped my mind.

Now, let go of my fucking arm. I want it back.

C:

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Your demands are invalid, trash!

[He twists Squalo's arm in a painful way and does not let go. Instead he starts to drag the swordsman to the house, snarling and hissing. He isn't realizing the condition Squalo's in, he's just annoyed with him disappearing after he goddamn...goddamn...kissed him.]

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HEEEEY!

[Squalo grits his teeth and sneers when his arm is twisted. Like hell he is going to show weakness to Xanxus...but he knows he's not going to be able to keep up with the other's pace. He stumbles after him awkwardly - it's difficult to maintain his balance with one limp arm and Xanxus clutching the other - before he starts dragging his feet in protest. Maybe his demands are invalid, but he's going to continue making them anyway.]

VOI, Shitty Boss. Slow the fuck down!

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[Xanxus ignores Squalo's whining and yelling and he continues to drag him along. And he does not slow down, he forces the other to walk with him all up to the door. And of course Xanxus does not just open doors, nope, he kicks them open.

When he's done he just throws Squalo inside.]

Fucking piece of shit! What the fuck are you thinking!?

[Oh, the Varia boss is most definitely not amused!]

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[There's no way he's going to be able to catch his balance and keep it. Squalo hits the floor and looks up at the ceiling. He's about to get up when he thinks: Fuck it. He's tired, he aches, he's just going to stay here - on the floor - for the moment. Well, maybe not. Squalo manages to prop himself up on his right elbow. He blinks deliberately to clear his vision. When that fails, he casts a long suffering look in Xanxus' general direction. He's thinking a lot of things right now.]

Might want to be more specific there, Boss.

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[That's when Xanxus moves and kicks Squalo in the side, seething with anger.]

You fucking disappeared.

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[Quickly moving out of the way is not an option. Squalo snarls once catches his breath and readjusts himself so he can glare at Xanxus properly. Did that man really think he'd just take off?]

Yeah. About that. The Malnosso offered me this great vacation package. Couldn't pass it up.

[He shakes his head.]

Tch. Fucking hell, Xanxus! Like I had a goddamn choice!

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[It calms him down, but only a little bit. The glare gets ignored and Xanxus moves to haul Squalo -none too gently- back on his feet.]

You forgot how to fight?

[He sneers, shaking Squalo roughly to emphasize his words. Of course he forgets that he wasn’t really able to put up a fight either. He silences when he notices that the other has a hard time glaring at him.]

And what the fuck is wrong with you!?

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[As he fights off Xanxus' grip with his right hand, Squalo wonders how much the other has picked up on and grimaces. Xanxus doesn't need to be bothered with details. He doesn't need to know, and the man won't know as far as Squalo can help it. These...inconveniences can't - won't- last forever. The swordsman decides he'll make due until then. He refuses to be seen as useless.]

Nothing. VOOOOII! If I knew where my sword was I'd SHOW you I haven't forgotten anything!

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[Xanxus glares at him, investigates him.]

Sword or no sword, I don't have any use for scum like you.

[Instead of remotely relieved that Squalo has returned he just gets more angry. He steps back, smacking Squalo for the second time.]

Sword's in your goddamn room!

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.....Blah, blah, blah! You can make your own goddamn coffee tomorrow, Shitty Boss.

[Standard taunts. That's all that Xanxus' words were. That's right. Standard. Squalo takes a moment to get his bearings. Tripping over something on his way to the staircase would fucking suck.]

Voi! Bel better not have done anything to it when he picked it up. I'll wring his princely little neck!