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let's crash the party, el dorado on the lawn, hey hey hey...

Feb 20, 2009 00:27

Day: 26
Characters: Graham Spector [asad_sadstory] and Mugen [boogerflick]; open to Kojiro Sasaki [swallow_cut] and Hidan [doesnotbitch]
Summary: Mugen and Graham are gonna crash the party; Kojiro and Hidan have other plans.
DAY/NIGHT & Time: night, during the ball
Status: closed(ish)/incomplete

( ...let's burn holes in the carpets, kicking, shouting, dancing on the tables all night long. )

† mugen, † kojiro sasaki, † graham spector, † hidan

Comments 3

asad_sadstory February 20 2009, 08:51:42 UTC

Graham had been staring at the door ever since lunch had ended. He'd eaten it, of course; there was no sense in not eating when you were about to go on the greatest attack of your stay in the asylum so far. He needed the energy! Without it, he'd fail in his task, and Mugen would be disappointed - and that was all a shame, one that he wasn't about to accept willingly. Even if he wasn't armed, he didn't care; there were other things. Like the water basin. Or the bedpan. Or ... well, after he'd broken off one of the table legs, they'd taken that out of his room, but he didn't think it was too much to complain about. Even if he didn't have that wonderful extension of his arm - his wrench - he could still fight. It was one of the things required of him, as part of the mafia, as the person who did whatever Ladd needed ( ... )

boogerflick February 20 2009, 09:17:03 UTC

Sword or not, Mugen knew he could kick some serious ass. He still had his geta, after all, he had his fists, he had his moves. His style revolved around his body, and the sword was just an extension of it. Of course, Mugen preferred the sword, but this would just have to do - he'd fought without it before, against ten top warriors at least, that woman at his back, using skewers at a restaurant...

This was gonna be one hell of a night ( ... )

asad_sadstory February 20 2009, 09:26:11 UTC

Mugen was a wild-looking man, with dark hair and tanned skin and strange tattoos and even stranger shoes. Graham sized him up once, fully, still grinning and still twitching even as he tried to keep still. He was just too excited to stay perfectly still, too excited at the prospect of doing so much damage, both physical and property, that his legs twitched and his feet shifted out from under him and his fingers spasmed into fists and then back free again ( ... )