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[Open] Stair climbing in Lysander

Mar 20, 2006 10:06

Ikkaku never understood how people could seperate their time between various activities. For him, his entire life was centered around boxing. Every second was another opportunity to train. Every person he met, a potential opponent (though so far very few met his standards ( Read more... )

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asphalt_skin March 20 2006, 16:46:21 UTC

"FUCK."

Her cereal eating was being seriously disturbed by the outside racket. Everytime the footsteps thundered near, she would either drop her spoon into the deep, milky abyss of her huge tupperware container or jump, spilling pink Froot Loop juice over her front. For a few minutes, was silence. But it would come again. She knew. Oh, how she knew.

Setting her cereal lovingly on the coffee table and turning off the TV (Project Runway?), she rose and threw open the front door, stomping to the top of the second floor stairwell.

"HEY. RETARD. IF YOU'RE GOING TO RUN UP AND DOWN THE GODDAMN STAIRS, THEN DO IT QUIETLY." She shouted, ironically causing more noise than the mystery runner ever did.

pachinko_dama March 20 2006, 16:50:52 UTC

He was at the top now, just by his door about to open it when the voice thundered through the hallways. He shifted the bags of food and took off the down the stairs, coming face to face with a rather irate looking woman.

"Don't do anything 'quietly'," he smirked. "Takes the fun out of life. Besides, it's daylight outside, no noise restrictions."

asphalt_skin March 20 2006, 17:40:50 UTC

"Yeah, well, the people here are nocturnal, including myself. I don't care what you do up there, just quit fucking galloping. You're not a horse, don't act like one." She rested a hand on her hip, upper lip curling into a doberman's scowl.

Fucking skinheads.

"Don't you have a Klan meeting to go to?"

pachinko_dama March 20 2006, 18:13:17 UTC

He was nocturnal, just knew how to sleep well enough not to have it stretched into the morning.

"Yeah, it's right next to your How to be a Punk Poser," he replied with a smile, not letting the fact that she had mocked his baldness irked him. She wasn't the type looking for a real fight, she was just uncaffeinated and cranky.

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life_in_stereo_ March 21 2006, 02:08:30 UTC

There was nothing save the hard slam of a door, the rattle of needing-to-be-lubricated hinges, and a single voice that didn't have any problem projecting itself into the stairwell:

"SHUT THE FUCK UP."

pachinko_dama March 21 2006, 02:16:56 UTC

After having dealt with two girls, the masculine voice was almost welcome. Ikkaku went down the stairs to see who the hell was yelling at him.

There is something formidible about a well built, bald man stalking right towards you with the glint of amusement in his eyes. "You say something, boy?"

life_in_stereo_ March 21 2006, 02:32:34 UTC

Ichigo had already half turned, grumbling quietly as he started pulling the door shut, when the apparent source of said noise decided to investigate personally. 'The fuck was this character? Blearily, a pencil tucked behind one ear, he stared down the cue-ball menace like really, he had better fuckin' shit to do. Namely read about seventy-five pages of dry Modern Law.

"Yeah man, I said 'shut the fuck up,'" he drawled. One hand rested lazily in his back pocket. "Some people've got shit todo, and I ain't up for hearin' that bitch get into a screamin' match with anyone."

pachinko_dama March 21 2006, 02:43:30 UTC

"Sorry I tried to walk up the stairs to get to my place, the fucking elevator doesn't work," Ikkaku replied. "Shit, first the punk girl, now an Irish geek. If I knew this apartment would be such a problem, I would've picked the crack house instead. At least there, they don't whine at you when you try to walk."

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