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two can keep a secret if one of them is dead

Jun 25, 2009 18:09

Who: Robin [sparkle_gun] and Kazuya [demonicgene]
When: Thursday of race week
Where: Remains of the general store
Summary: Robin bit off a little more than she could chew when getting involved with Dante. Kazuya offers to bring her whiskey to cope.
Rating: PG-13, probably for language and mentions of previous naughty behavior.
Warnings: Nothing bad.

( She would never admit that she'd gotten in more deeply than she'd intended. )

kazuya mishima, robin scherbatsky

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demonicgene June 26 2009, 01:31:30 UTC

Kazuya rounded the corner, looking around before spotting Robin. Under an arm he had a small box. As he advanced, it was clear that it was a simple wooden box, filled with ice and various brown bottles.

Kazuya smirked slightly as he took in the sight before him before setting the box next to Robin, and then taking a seat next to her himself, the box between the two.

Kazuya pulled a bottle from the box and popped the lid with just a flick of his thumb and offered it to her. "You look like you had one hell of a night..."

sparkle_gun June 26 2009, 01:42:03 UTC

She heard footsteps a second later and she looked up eagerly. She's not gotten along at first with Kazuya; but that was probably because she'd been trying to get into his pants to beat Barney. She'd long since accomplished that goal, and he seemed like.. well, a weird, deranged fellow, but he had been nice to her so face, and he'd rescued her. It gave him points ( ... )

demonicgene June 26 2009, 01:47:54 UTC

Kazuya shrugged slightly, looking up at the sky, pulling a bottle for himself from the makeshift cooler.

"Been doing what I always do this day... I drink. I start at dawn, and don't stop until midnight, or I pass out, whichever comes first."

He started to sigh, but caught himself, putting the bottle to his lips and drinking heavily from it. After taking a drink, he glanced at the wall Robin had indicated and forced a wry grin.

"Who's the lucky fellow? 'Course, you don't need to tell me if you don't want to."

sparkle_gun June 26 2009, 02:35:30 UTC

"Sounds like a pretty sweet life," Robin commented. It lacked variety, maybe, but so many things did these days. Her leg was falling asleep, so she tried to move it but ended up wincing instead and simply just shifting where she sat. She was a mess.

But a hot mess, if she had anything to say about it.

"Naw, don't worry, drinking buddies and all that," she said, tipping her bottle toward him in a sort of a salute. "His name's Dante, don't know if you've talked to him. He's tall. A very nice young fellow." She chuckled mostly to herself. A very nice young fellow, indeed.

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