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exsiliumlogs2013-12-31 11:04 pm
onehundredswords) wrote in exsiliumlogs2013-12-31 11:04 pm
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who decides what's right or wrong? where is the truth?
Date & Time: January 2nd, about 2:00pm
Location: The outskirts of town
Characters:onehundredswords and inhumanity
Summary: A Shinigami and a Homunculus walk into a forest. The Shinigami says "Lets talk about your creepy scientist dad." And the Homunculus says "Lets not." Unfortunately, he soon discovered he didn't have much of a choice. That's it that's the joke.
Warnings: cw: the greatest friendship, but for real if anything comes up I'll throw it in. It's Gin and Christopher those two deserve warnings regardless.
[He knew it would be simple enough to get Christopher out here with him - a part of him even suspected the guy probably knew this was all a ruse in the first place, but it's not like it really matters. They didn't even have to come all the way out here for him to try and bring this up, but despite the breach of privacy he's about to commit, he can respect it might not be something Chris would like to have brought up in a more populated area. No chance of anyone overhearing a thing out here.
Then again, he doesn't understand him enough to even know whether or not he would care. Maybe that's just a lie he's telling himself.
Either way, he doesn't dwell too much on the situation, or whether or not it's right or wrong to butt in like this. He just keeps walking with Christopher in tow, arms tucked into his sleeves as he steps over another mound of snow, peering into the distance as if he's really on the lookout for some Yetis to kill, that being the excuse he'd used to get him to come along in the first place.]
Ah, quiet so far, huh? We should go in a bit deeper. Maybe they're hidin' - if I was one of 'em I'd do the same thing.
Location: The outskirts of town
Characters:
onehundredswords and inhumanitySummary: A Shinigami and a Homunculus walk into a forest. The Shinigami says "Lets talk about your creepy scientist dad." And the Homunculus says "Lets not." Unfortunately, he soon discovered he didn't have much of a choice. That's it that's the joke.
Warnings: cw: the greatest friendship, but for real if anything comes up I'll throw it in. It's Gin and Christopher those two deserve warnings regardless.
[He knew it would be simple enough to get Christopher out here with him - a part of him even suspected the guy probably knew this was all a ruse in the first place, but it's not like it really matters. They didn't even have to come all the way out here for him to try and bring this up, but despite the breach of privacy he's about to commit, he can respect it might not be something Chris would like to have brought up in a more populated area. No chance of anyone overhearing a thing out here.
Then again, he doesn't understand him enough to even know whether or not he would care. Maybe that's just a lie he's telling himself.
Either way, he doesn't dwell too much on the situation, or whether or not it's right or wrong to butt in like this. He just keeps walking with Christopher in tow, arms tucked into his sleeves as he steps over another mound of snow, peering into the distance as if he's really on the lookout for some Yetis to kill, that being the excuse he'd used to get him to come along in the first place.]
Ah, quiet so far, huh? We should go in a bit deeper. Maybe they're hidin' - if I was one of 'em I'd do the same thing.
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[Over and over, he flips the blade in his hand, back to the idle gestures that don't mean a thing, or maybe they mean the world. All the violence in him is gone, and he sounds as peaceful and cheerful as it is possible to be with a weapon like that between his fingers.
He chuckles and shakes his head.] That might seem like the natural thing to do, but sadly, I'll have to steal away the winnings of the scavengers around here. All those Christmas presents didn't buy themselves, you know.
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[He shrugs as he walks.]
That's fine though - you can have all of 'em if you want. I don't really got a need for 'em.
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[And lost to.
Fuck you, Vino. Just fuck you.]
Marvellous, then! You'll be able to carry extra ones back for me. [Imposing on Gin just as if nothing has changed is easy. Lies always are.]
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But I don't mind. We agreed to use each other in this friendship till the very end, after all.
[Better believe that was brought up intentionally.]
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It's the continuation of a beautiful friendship]