001

[nofallenprince]

[Should your luck be horrible enough, you might just come across an unamused princess. Because this sure as hell isn't Italy like it's supposedto be, and it's beyond annoying to not have any idea what's going on. Unfamiliar territory requires caution, which means weapons at the ready to this assassin, and as such, he's got a few small knives held

Comments

There may be an immense feeling of 'DO NOT WANT' here. . .

[smokin_bomb_59]

[ . . He really should have taken the hint when Uri started hissing. But he hadn't, and now he's staring at you with an unreadable expression on his face. At least until he just decided to turn in the opposite direction (with Uri perched on his shoulder watching his back, of course). Hopefully. You wouldn't notice. And hopefully he wouldn't have to deal with you.]

[. . .Fucking Varia multiplies like rabbits, srsly. Fran, not so bad. Couldn't even tell he was there, really. Squalo. Well. Fuck Squalo. Bastard waking up at ungodly hours of the night yelling for the fucking baseball idiot. Just completely fucking annoying. But Belphegor. Why Belphegor.]

...Silly 'Dera, don't you know that just makes it worse?

[nofallenprince]

[Oh, but of course he noticed you. Especially when it's been a while since he saw you last--well, the you that's the correct age, at least. He might've kindasorta missed you in his own twisted little way. Which...would normally involve throwing knives at you. But at the moment he'd rather have information than a fight. As it is, he's just going to trail behind you, barely out of Uri pouncing range, turning a knife over in the fingers of his free hand boredly.]

Disrespectful as ever, Vongola Storm. [The title's said with a measure of disdain, simply because you have it.] This where they've been hiding you?

>| Shut it, Princess. ('you'reblack'saidthepottothekettle.)

[smokin_bomb_59]

[ . . He's just lighting up a cigarette now in a rather unconcerned manner as he didn't even turn to look. No. He's still just heading on his way, the cat making low unhappy noises, eying that knife in your hands. He sticks one hand into his coat pocket, a motion that seemed to be to place his lighter back. . . Though judging by the fact that he doesn't remove this hand, he's probably probably got something a little more explosive in there. Not that he's going to use it unless you give him reason to.]

" . . .As if you're one to complain about being disrespectful."

[He snorted now, taking a drag from the cigarette.]

". . .and no. Not exactly."

At least I don't have to be rescued constantly. :|

[nofallenprince]

[While it's irritating normally, he's not particularly fazed by the seeming lack of attention at the moment. After all, he knows you have explosives at the ready--to be put to work at the slightest warning from that hellcat of yours. And that means he's being paid attention enough even if you appear uncaring.]

Doesn't mean I can't~ [Seeing as hypocrisy means nothing to him. Why be limited by a silly idea like that?
That answer makes him tilt his head. He hadn't really been convinced of that anyway, but he hadn't had much else to work with, either.]

What else is it supposed to be, then?

[twice_promised]

[... hello thar, fellow princeling :|]

[nofallenprince]

[I might be inclined to be slightly nicer to you if I find out about that. In the meantime, you'll just have to be treated the same as everyone else, which means I have a knife with your name on it just waiting to be thrown. :|]

Identify yourself~

[twice_promised]

[Oh, but first impressions usually meant everything. And you certainly seemed like a friendly one :|]

... Depends who's asking.

[nofallenprince]

[Yeah, you see that knife? I'm about five seconds from throwing it at your face. :|]

The Prince is asking you. And I suggest you answer~