renny
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Post by renny on Nov 12, 2006 10:10:27 GMT -5
Ken first glares at Schuldig then darts his eyes over to Yohji, slings an arm over his shoulder and starts to haul him toward a bathroom not wanting a mess. As he walks past the German man he says: "Then you won't mind us leaving."
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Mastermind
Nameless Lackey
Ruthless Schuldig
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Post by Mastermind on Nov 17, 2006 19:35:37 GMT -5
A sly smirk played on Schuldig's lips, his eyebrow giving a slightly annoyed twitch. He shrugs. "Sure, whatever makes you happy, Hidaka." He says in a low voice, adding with a mental warning: And I'll do what makes me happy as well.
As they walk away, cold eyes burn into the back of Hidaka's brown head. Schuldig may let them go wherever they wish, but he'd be damned if this game was over.
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renny
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Post by renny on Nov 18, 2006 22:38:20 GMT -5
Ken lets his eyes look back at his opponent one last time to give him his own rather lackluster warning with an angry glare as he jostles the drunkard so he can help him move quicker and more effectively to the bathroom that now seems about a mile off across the hordes of nearly naked bodies gyrating in mock intercourse against each other.
Heaving a deep sigh and nearly regretting he came Ken contines on hoping he won't be jumped from behind, and now cautiously scanning the crowd to be certain the one-eye crazy, the big prick, or the little prick not even to mention the love child of all of the eighties and Fran Drescher were anywhere too close. He was also hoping against hope that his teamate wouldn't vomit on him and he could just go home and go to sleep.
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Post by Pansy Badass on Nov 18, 2006 23:14:29 GMT -5
Yohji is currently oblivious to the situation, preoccupied with trying not to hurl on his teammate, who is currently dragging him along towards the bathroom. The music is adding to his dissorientation. (OOC: Sorry that was really short, but, OMFG renny, that was a total burn on poor Schu!!! *huggles the Schu*)
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renny
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Post by renny on Nov 18, 2006 23:34:16 GMT -5
After some careful steps and shouldering or elbowing a few people the brunet finally gets the other man to the enterance of the bathroom and opens the door for him with his foot. "Go on in Yohji."
(OOC: Haha, thanks! You know it's true though, but you did know just who I meant)
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Mastermind
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Ruthless Schuldig
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Post by Mastermind on Nov 24, 2006 18:24:24 GMT -5
Schuldig bought himself another drink, sipping the scotch slowly and lazily reading Ken's mind as he walks away with his staggering teammate.
What delicious thoughts. Who would have known that you could be so cruel-hearted, mein freund.
He found himself chuckling aloud. Another long sip of his drink and the glass was once again empty. He set it on the bar and re-entered the mass of bodies. Dancing slowly against a young woman with dark brown eyes.
Take good care of him, you wouldn't want to be held responsible if anything was to happen to Kudoh. Now would you?
He chuckled louder now, the sound making the girl he'd been dancing with look a little worried. He held her closer as the music picked up tempo, whispering sweet-trances into her easily-bombarded mind. The poor girl had no idea the kind of monster she was dancing with.
((OOC: I'm soooo sorry that I've not posted sooner!! *bows over and over* It's been hard to get online. -__-;; No access at home. (just parent's house) Anyways. *snerks* I won't let little Ken get away with that. It's nice to know you care Kitten. *nuzzles Youji*))
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Post by Pansy Badass on Nov 25, 2006 21:47:29 GMT -5
Yohji stumbles into the bathroom and promptly hurls into the sink, not making it to a toilet. "Shit...tonight is sucking ass....not did i drink too much...fuckin' mastermind pops up and all of a sudden...Ken's probably gonna yell at me later...AND....I'm probably not gonna get laid tonight...great...just fuckin' great..." the sick man thinks. He groans out a few curses as he thumps onto the tiled floor, groaning.
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Post by Renny on Nov 26, 2006 2:44:39 GMT -5
Ken can barely watch the other man without vomiting himself.
He can kill as many people as there are to kill, feel their blood drip between his fingers, listen to the sticky sucking sounds of their organs rending under his blades and slipping out onto whatever floor may be nearest to them (or object if it applies), but vomit...no...that almost always gets Ken. He just can't stand the sight, sound or smell of it at all and nearly joins his teammate over a sink but barely contains himself.
"Uh.. I'll be outside the door. If you need me just yell...I'll just..uh...wait for you to come out for now.."
With that he rushes back out the door and stands a little slumped against the wall next to the bathroom and sighs, shaking his head in annoyance.
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Mastermind
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Ruthless Schuldig
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Post by Mastermind on Dec 2, 2006 0:48:29 GMT -5
Feeling a bit squeamish, Hidaka?
Mastermind whispered into his mind, the dance with the girl slowing down as the music changed pace. The club was about to close so the music was starting to slow to a slight simmer. The mass of bodies starting to thin out and head for the all-night clubs down the block.
He said goodbye to his dance partner as she yelled over the music that her girlfriends are leaving. He kissed her softly, pulling her up to her toes. Even during the kiss his mind drifted over to Ken. Wondering if he was still waiting for his unfortunate teammate.
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Nagi
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Bakas...
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Post by Nagi on Dec 2, 2006 1:56:51 GMT -5
Nagi sits at his computer and shifts his eyes to the clock to check the time, with a sigh escaping his lips he simply mummbles "Baka Gaijin....." and continues to type.
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Post by Renny on Dec 2, 2006 12:37:11 GMT -5
Ken looks up quickly his eyes flipping back and forth across the crowd again and mutters "I sure hope that was just me imagining things...I don't think I want to deal with this tonight"
The brunette looks back at the bathroom door hoping the blonde'll come out soon. He begins to shift his weight from foot to foot.
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Mastermind
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Post by Mastermind on Dec 3, 2006 0:19:34 GMT -5
It was Schuldig's turn to feel slightly disoriented. A mind from practically across town caught his attention.
Shouldn't you be in bed this time of night, Nagi?
He snerked, sending the thought streaming into the mind of his teammate. His attention leaving Ken for a moment.
In that rather long moment, he hadn't realized that the room had thinned out significantly and he was no longer concealed by a mass of bodies. When he opened his eyes, he realized that he now had a clear shot of Ken and the door that Youji had disappeared behind.
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Nagi
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Bakas...
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Post by Nagi on Dec 3, 2006 2:04:23 GMT -5
Nagi sighed at hearing the nasal voice in his head.
'It's called work, Schuldig. I wouldn't want to disappoint Crawford by slacking off, even though he is away on business.'
The boy smirked.
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Post by Renny on Dec 3, 2006 14:54:34 GMT -5
Getting slightly more nervous Siberian knocks on the bathroom door with the back of his knuckles. "Oi! Yohji! You almost done in there?"
I really wanna get outta here. I just know this is gonna end badly...It usually does anyway, but I'm really not in the mood for a fight. I just wanna get that drunkard back to the shop and go to bed.
He eyes the bodies wearily and wonders vaugely what time it is and for just a split second if he should just leave Yohji there because he can handle himself in this kind of situation, but lets the thought dissipate just as quickly once again opting to be the buddy instead of the badguy.
"Hurry up in there!"
For just a moment he could swear that across the horde of people he could see a flash of orange hair again and he begins to fidget now becoming painfully aware that people are rapidly finding places outside of the club to shed thier garments and leaving him in a possible hostile situation with basically no backup.
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Trixsy
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Post by Trixsy on Dec 3, 2006 20:30:19 GMT -5
Omi yawned softly, the young man ran a hand back through his shaggy blonde locks. Flicking the off switch on his computer, he leaned back in his chair, arms crossing behind his head as his eyes flicked towards the clock, "Ken left to get Yohji awhile ago... I wonder what's taking so long...?" Drawing a hand to his mouth, his thumb slipped between his lips, chewing lightly on it in contemplation, "Maybe I should go check on them?"
Nodding then, he promptly scurried upstairs taking the van to the club. Fake IDs for the win! Heading into the club, he peered around curiously, politely declining offers from men and women alike to dance. True, the crowd had thinned out some, which made searching a bit easier, but Omi was like catnip for someone looking for a younger partner.
As he peered around, he spotted a familiar, fiery haired trouble maker. Promptly, Omi squeaked in surprise, darting behind a crowd and bouncing from foot to foot, "Oooh, where are those two? I don't want that crazy mastermind to notice meeee...!" Whining and looking around for someone familiar, he debated simply running back the way he came and waiting for the two other Weiss members outside.
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