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INCOMPLETE.

Jul 28, 2008 22:46

Who: Heine Rammsteiner (albedineity), Smoker (brandedjustice).
What: Bawwwwwww. Smoker wants to know about Giovanni. How cute. :')
Where: Smoker's office.
When: NOW? IDK.

( Well, my best side was your worst invention. )

dogs: heine rammesteiner, op: smoker, completed logs

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brandedjustice July 29 2008, 04:26:05 UTC

Plunk.Smoker's fingers touched the surface of smooth stone, adjusting it, cementing it. Then, he released his grip and waited to see if it would stay or not. Thankfully, the tower held firm and he moved on, grabbing a fifth rock from the table. He paused and his brows furrowed. Then, they faded, drifting off into wisps of smoke. He had lost half of himself to his abilities since he begun the exercise in patience, but it didn't bother him much. He'd recall the logia when the time was right and fuck anyone who had a problem with the over abundance of smoke anyway ( ... )

albedineity July 29 2008, 04:52:38 UTC

For a second, Heine didn't do anything, and if it weren't for the careful clenching and unclenching of his jaw, for the tick of the muscle in his cheek, one might have assumed that he probably hadn't even been listening to Smoker's command. But a second or two later, he was relaxing, and then moving forward with the slow experience of a man who had no idea what the fuck to expect out of the situation he currently found himself in. And normally, he wasn't even like this, didn't think twice before he did anything, but this was different because this guy knew Giovanni.

And Heine tried to refrain from trusting Giovanni or anyone that happened to be associated with him. It might have had something to do with his paranoia, or it might have had something to do with the fact that anyone who enjoyed Giovanni's company were probably pretty fucking messed up to begin with ( ... )

brandedjustice July 29 2008, 05:09:54 UTC

After a good few minutes, Smoker peeled his eyes opened and flicked the ash from the tips of his cigars into a tray that was practically engulfing one corner of the table with the amount of buds and other such left overs crammed inside its tight barriers. The Commodore really didn't pay it much mibd though, since he just kept adding to the pile ( ... )

lmfao epic reply, TWO COMMENTS SRY albedineity July 29 2008, 05:37:22 UTC

He wanted the whole story, then? Fucking perfect. Heine bit back a scowl and kept his expression blank, passive, calm.

It wouldn't have been a problem, really, if it had been anyone else telling him shit, but it was Heine, and Heine was involved in all of it. Heine was the reason why Giovanni was the way he was. Heine was the reason for a lot of shit, and he knew it was his fault, didn't deny that for one fucking second, but it didn't mean that he liked to think about it, either. Too many bad memories, and too much time spent away from shit he tried to avoid, in fear of setting off that time bomb within him that ticked slowly, carefully. Waiting for its chance to go off, to release the snarling dog within, and then ( ... )

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