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[thebloodyjuliet]

Who: Grell Satcliffe (thebloodyjuliet) and Ling Tong (ukilledmyfather
What: The beginning of the hunt
When: February 6th
Where: Near Ling Tong's teepee #2
Summary: Grell's gone a bit off the edge and is hunting people down that annoy him. Top of the list? Ling Tong.
Rating: R for violence

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Working on the information, by the way, bb

[ukilledmyfather]

Ling Tong had left his tent after he and Grell spoke last--one last errand to run, just in case things went too far south. He'd gotten back by the time Grell showed up, though, and had spent the time since his return waiting out behind his tent in quiet meditation, his nunchaku by his side.

Someone else was nearby; dark brown eyes opened smoothly. Taking up his weapon, the martial artist moved out around the edge of his tent, spotting Grell just before he heard his voice.

"I said I wasn't going to run or hide, so what does your 'head start' matter?" he asked irritably. Grell had been rubbing him completely the wrong way, and if he was so hellbent on hurting the people here, Gongji figured he might as well be the first thing in the death god's way. "Let's get this over with. You didn't come here to waste my time, did you?"

Awesome, just email me when it's ready

[thebloodyjuliet]

Ling Tong came out from behind the tent and Grell smiled at him as he approached. If the man wasn't such a colossal pain in the ass he would definitely be attractive. Shifting his weight to one leg, the death god shrugged and dropped a hand onto his hip. "I was merely being sporting. It's no fun if you're just sitting around

...Ack. Midterms hit me like a bag of pointy rocks X_x

[ukilledmyfather]

Ling Tong scoffed at that offer. "Really? You seriously think I'm dumb enough to go into battle without being ready for a painful death?" Maybe the first time, or the second, or even the third... but after all the times he'd been at risk of losing his life, that risk had long since become mundane to him. Being back in danger was almost like going home, in a way... Besides, he had nothing to lose here.

"I'll have to pass," he concluded, shifting smoothly into a defensive posture. "Now, come on. Don't keep me waiting."