[audio] [locked forever to Lucrecia]

May 22, 2010 01:43

[Look out, he sounds straight up LIVID.]

Do we need to have another talk, Crescent? Because I don't know about you, but I'm not exactly a fan of having my ass publicly raked over the coals. Thanks.

I get that this isn't exactly easy for either of us, but if you've got something to say, you can damn well say it to me without broadcasting it to the ( Read more... )

!lucrecia, !vincent, *vincent

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[audio] [locked] guard_hound May 22 2010, 06:16:21 UTC
You've obviously got something to say because I just had to sit through whatever it was. And I don't care how coy you thought you were being about it, you started it, you were the one who thought it'd be such a great idea to get on the radio and drag me through the mud.

[The town may not be large, but it's big enough that it would be impossible to tell where she is for certain, but he can start making guesses. Starting with the fact that he was looking right at the hotel and he didn't see her leave. She was somewhere else then. The warehouse? He starts in that direction.]

Odin's balls, Crescent, I know you gotta take your issues out on everyone else, but that was unnecessary!

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[audio] [locked] guard_hound May 25 2010, 02:01:59 UTC
[She 'didn't mean' to do a lot of things but ended up doing them anyway somehow. And she sure as hell seemed like she was doing a deliberate job of jabbing at all the fresh wounds, whether or not anyone else knew she was doing it. He picked up his pace, rounding the corner into the street the warehouses were on.]

Touch you? What makes you think I have any inclination to touch you right now? A slap in the face would be stooping to YOUR level!

[...And maybe he was there already but Odin help him, he'd had just about enough today. He was angry but not just about this- maybe it was the straw the broke the chocobo's back- but about... everything. And he was tired of feeling like maybe things were okay only to have something come along and blindside him; knock him right back down into the dirt. At this point, he might even settle for the bottom of the barrel if it meant any sort of consistency.]

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