So anyone gonna clean that mess up?

[Voice post, in his lazy drawl]

So I think I've got this place more or less figured out y'all.

I can't say who was here before wasn't me, because hell this shit is all weird, but if it wasn't...I don't remember it.

So I'm guessin I work at Shinra. Logically. Where, exactly, do I live though? Anyone know? Anyone?

So.

[Long pause after the first drawn out bit]

Anyone wanna clue me in on what the hell is going on? Because this wasn't exactly how I was planning to spend my evening, but plans have seemed to changed.

Fuck.

[Private to OU!Sasuke]

Sasuke, what the hell is going on with Matt?

Rufus. Drinking? Here, there, anywhere?

Shit, it seems really fucking quiet around here. In a place like this, all that 'a boring life is a good life' BS goes out the window. A boring life means hunkering down and wait till the shit starts flying.

Just a matter of waitin.

So. My impromptu skylight is gone.

About goddamn time.

Well shit, wasn't THAT fun?

At least this place ain't boring, right?

My apartment now has a nice skylight and a rear exit. Which would be more useful if I wasn't on the fourth floor. At least the weather's a bit better.

Shit landed on me though. Dislocated my shoulder, and I'm not sure about any broken bones yet. I've been trying to just not ( Read more... )

This place...shit. Worse and worse, huh? You can get killed fightin’ for fun, you can be some one’s bitch running drugs, or you can be someone’s bitch, period. Still, better then a shot to the head I guess ( Read more... )