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Jun 02, 2009 21:47

[ WHO ] : Misao [ninjaweaselgirl], Heine [bulletcarnage], and Badou [smokeeasy]
[ WHERE ]: Room 704
[ WHEN ]: June 1
[ RATING ]: (PG for swearing?)
[ WARNINGS ]: Potty mouths ahoy? XD
[ NOTES ]: This takes place after Heine invites Misao to stay over at his place.

( The walk upstairs was one that bore pain with each step, because Misao had to glance out the window each time. )

rurouni kenshin: makimachi misao, dogs: heine rammsteiner, dogs: badou nails

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smokeeasy June 2 2009, 14:31:59 UTC

From his spot on the couch, feet up and head thrown back as though the pull of gravity would make his nicotine-delivery system all the more rewarding, Badou took a drag on his smoke, glanced over at Heine where he was seated beside him, and swung his legs down.

He didn't actually need to exchange any words with the albino gunman at his side to know that he was going to be the one to answer the door.

He'd been told that Misao was coming over, so he wasn't surprised by the knock. He was, however, struck by the volume. Damn this kid was loud. She wasn't even in the room yet and she was loud.

Opening the door with a cocked head and slightly raised eyebrow, he looked down at her. "You should knock louder next time," he said, though with no actual malice or irritation, as he stepped aside to let her in. "I think there might be some people on the second floor who didn't hear you."

bulletcarnage June 2 2009, 15:06:33 UTC

As Badou moved toward the door, Heine shifted his position on the couch slightly. His legs moved off the coffee table, he unfolded his arms from behind his head and instead rested his forearms across his knees ( ... )

ninjaweaselgirl June 2 2009, 15:16:08 UTC

"BADOU!"

The tiny ninja hadn't expected the other guy to open the door, but she easily leapt through the threshold, gasping as she skidded to a stop. She spotted the other occupant near the couches, giving him a quick nod.

"Heine . . ."

Misao quickly turned and slammed the door shut, her shoulders trembling. "Thanks for letting me stay."

Her nerves were taut, ready to snap, and her hand was shaking as she rested upon the wood, back turned to the two men. The visions of those she cared about still burned in her eyes, and she grit her teeth. They weren't fucking real.

"This place . . . is sick sometimes, huh?"

She sounded younger than she already was, and she cleared her throat weakly before shaking her head.

smokeeasy June 2 2009, 15:46:54 UTC

Badou's very first impression was not that he had let a teenaged girl (and certainly NOT a ninja) into the apartment, but instead that he had let in a vibrating ball of energy, the sort that, once it was released would ricochet unceasingly off of every available surface until someone bodyslammed on top of it taking one for the team...kind of like that thing in Men in Black that caused the 1977 New York blackout ( ... )

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