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Dec 02, 2009 21:33

Characters: Kill Master,OPEN
Location: Outside near the back door.
Time: Noon. When all you should be eatng.
Content: Kill Master on campus jamming out.
Format: Anything you like BB.
Warnings: Kill Master. UNIVERSITY MEAL PLAN. UNIVERSITY MEAL PLAN

Most people don't approve of 63 year old men that smell like beer on their campus. )

cutty "franky" flam, cassie hack, kill master

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supremeweek December 3 2009, 08:04:15 UTC
Heck, most people didn't approve of pantsless men that smelled of soda, but that didn't stop Franky. X was a decent guy like that, he supposed.

Franky didn't much like going into the cafeteria if he had a choice; the chef was liable to try and start something, and as much as Franky liked a good brawl, sometimes it was best to get some quiet time.

He was wandering around the building, thermos of tea in hand and guitar slung over his back, when he caught ear of some music. Not half bad stuff, either. Franky followed the sound of the melody until he found a hairy guy sitting behind the school. "Oi, you're decent," he commented.

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hatethatbastard December 3 2009, 20:39:34 UTC
He didn't stop playing as he looked up at the man. He grunted and went back to playing for a few more minutes before he noticed something.

"Bit cold to be pants-less."

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supremeweek December 4 2009, 00:01:51 UTC
Franky just shrugged. Enough people had mentioned it already, but he didn't care much yet. It was pretty damn chilly, though, he wouldn't deny. Instead, he unslung his own bright pink guitar and took a seat, strumming a bit along. "Hope you don't mind." Actually Franky didn't care either way. It was as good a spot as any.

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hatethatbastard December 5 2009, 02:46:20 UTC
"I don't own this place. Do what you like." he picked a few notes. "What kind of music do you play?"

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slasher_slayer December 4 2009, 19:46:01 UTC
Cassie had been at the Institute for a few days now and she didn't much care for a lot of the people. It wasn't in any offense to them. She was just grumpy. She got her lunch and had no intention of going through the motions of finding a table to sit at. She remembered doing that in junior high and part of high school and it was really fucking political. So Cassie just said 'fuck it'.

She made her way...away from the cafeteria, soda in one hand, lunch in the other. She ended up near the back entrance, where an older guy was playing guitar. Arching an eyebrow, she settled herself on the ground a couple yards away, grumbling to herself quietly on just how much this sucks.

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hatethatbastard December 5 2009, 02:47:27 UTC
"You know, if you have any commentary, might as well say it where we all can hear it." Kill Master said after a few long minutes of playing a slightly slower and softer song than what he normally did.

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slasher_slayer December 5 2009, 03:12:44 UTC
Cassie looked up at the Kill Master, arching an eyebrow at his comment. Alright. He asked for it.

"This place fucking sucks. I don't got my knives. I don't got my guns. I don't have anything and it's boring as hell. My being here blows donkeys and I can't do anything about it because it's a goddamn government order." How's that for commentary?

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hatethatbastard December 5 2009, 03:16:34 UTC
"Alright, so what are you going to do?" He asked stopping and just plucking a few strings, he seemed over all unaffected by her commentary.

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