Characters: Alexi/Skwisgaar, (
blondsambitions), Ghost/Jack (
redrobinhood), Kanin/Toki (
kanin_gitarist), Blood/Yachiru (
pinkhairedchild), & OPEN
Date/Time: February 17th//Evening, after
this.
Location: The top of Smoke's bar.
Rating: PG13 cuz this is the potty mouth crew
Summary: The boys decided to drink and shoot at harpies. How could this possibly go wrong?
(
Bang, bang )
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...But he just couldn't seem to bring himself to care. Not with the Sphere pulling all sorts of random acts like changing his hair or giving him a pointless memory crystal. Or a pointless shield.
Or something like his close friend being murdered.
Instead he just gripped the revolver he bought from Honor tighter. Hopefully, he could just release some of his frustration at the piece of shit things that attacked his sister. He'd deal with whoever had hurt Clé and Tatsu later.
Thankfully his dark thoughts were interupted by the arrival of Alexi and Kanin.
"Sup? ...Stop staring at the hair man, or I'm letting the birds get you."
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"You still haven'ts tolds me what I am goings to wins," he teased, poking the blond in the ribs a bit as they made their way to the roof of Smoke's.
That teasing was kind of lost as Kanin did stare at Ghost's hair, but he caught himself and grinned. "If they tries to grabs the afros can we beats them to deaths?"
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Having run back to the house to grab her knew shield, she showed up just after Ghost with a big, beaming smile on her face. She was ready to cause damage, and she hoped her friends didn't hold her back.
"Where're those dumb birdies, lemme at 'em!"
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Had Ghost said nothing, Alexi would've found it easier to resist the urge to make any sort of remarks. As that was not the case, a grin drew across the blond's lips. "It's kinds of hards nots to. I mean, looks at it. You can'ts miss it."
Walking over to him, Alexi tilted his head back, looking up to the sky. It all seemed sort of familiar to him. A group of friends shooting in the air, the idea anyway. But he didn't know why.
His hand curled against his weapon--hooked to his belt--but he turned his attention to the familiar, high-pitched voice. "Hey, Little Pinks! You gonna shoots some birdies too?"
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