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[With this sudden outburst of Secondo Gen. guardians, Arcangelo, more commonly known as Vongola Secondo is trying to find himself some quiet time in a chair he's claimed as his own. The room it's located in, of course, seems to lack any lighting feature save for a small candle that flickers in the corner. If you hit the switch, your finger will ( Read more... )
Oh, look at what she found. Good thing she remembered something.]
Boss.
[Her volume's normal because she's really not all pissed off right now. She vented her frustration on those idiots who interrupted her sleep earlier. She sets down a bottle of whiskey and a glass beside him. Because he wasted a half bottle on her earlier.
There is only one reason why she willingly brought him booze... Okay two. One is that she distinctly remembered being ordered to earlier. She just took her damn time with that one. The other... Well, blame the fact that she's still tired (fucking Yamapire) and would rather not have it thrown at her again, seeing as she had just cleaned up.]
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[That's his order for now as he opens his eyes and looks at you again. This time he gives you a clear look over before narrowing his eyes.]
Took your time about it.
[Whether this is a reference to getting him the alcohol, or showing up in this world... who knows.]
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[Surprise surprise, she does bother to pour it though. The bottle's left open beside him and she starts walking away. If the boss was just going to drink and sleep, she could better use her time to find somewhere private to rest anyway.]
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[Have one of those bone chilling stares at your back.]
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To find a place to fucking sleep. Why is that any of your business?
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[He'll be picking up the glass though.]
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[Now she's looking at you. She's not going to let her self get hit by a fucking glass again. She just cleaned up!]
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[But he's contemplating throwing it at you. You're pissing him off with all your questions.]
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Pass a warning then. Tell them if they lose their rings, I'll fucking kill them. [He knows they won't just lose them, well... maybe Alessandra, but he's more or less talking about the Byakurans running around here with his cronies. He's not dumb enough to believe only Decimo's guardians are at stake, and apparently some of the Primo group don't have theirs.
Which makes theirs a second best candidate, sadly.]
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Understood.
[Tch, and here she thought he was just being a prick again. But no, he really was worried about them all and their strength... Just like a boss should have been. You just earned a bit more respect along with a small smirk. Whoops, gone again, what smirk? That didn't exist. Really.]
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And deal with Alessandra.
[As in, keep her entertained. Or get someone to keep her happy. He really, really hates crying children.
And she's a child.
And never stops crying around him.]
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Tch. I'll get Lucian to do it. He's better with kids.
[If by better you mean he's about the only person in their ranks actually able to deal with children. Why the fuck did they have a child Mist again? It was the fucking mafia...]
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Fine, now get the fuck out.
[She wouldn't stop nagging him. She wouldn't stop harassing him. He figured if he made her a Guardian, you fucks would have to deal with her then. Guess what? It worked! \o/]
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[Unconsciously, briefly, her left hand touches the wounded right arm. When she realizes what she's was doing it freeze's and, just as quickly, her left arm is back at her side and she's starting to walk away. Nu uh, nope, you didn't see that. If you saw that you're hallucinating. The coat isn't covering an injury she got earlier, not at all!
... Fuck those gashes still stung though.]
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[Have a glower. You can think he was talking about your statement if you like, but he wasn't.]
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