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capeandcowllogs2011-01-22 12:16 pm
ridethetiger) wrote in capeandcowllogs2011-01-22 12:16 pm
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God I'll make 'em pay, take it back one day
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silent_pantera and ridethetiger
WHERE: their loft
WHEN: today
WARNINGS: Graphic tattoo removal. Not for the faint of heart.
SUMMARY: Legal matters aside, there are some issues the arrancats need to address once and for all.
FORMAT: quick
[After the stress of the past two days, Ggio's taken to being quiet and out of the way, again. Especially after the careless comment he made that seemed to have sent Grimmjow into a dark mood.
He's laying on the couch in the main room, feet propped up on the armrest, frowning at his communicator as he tries to read the latest entry on the network. Some words stand out to him, but the other confuse him. He thinks he gets the general idea.
Though he can't think of the right words to respond with, let alone try to type them.]
silent_pantera and ridethetigerWHERE: their loft
WHEN: today
WARNINGS: Graphic tattoo removal. Not for the faint of heart.
SUMMARY: Legal matters aside, there are some issues the arrancats need to address once and for all.
FORMAT: quick
[After the stress of the past two days, Ggio's taken to being quiet and out of the way, again. Especially after the careless comment he made that seemed to have sent Grimmjow into a dark mood.
He's laying on the couch in the main room, feet propped up on the armrest, frowning at his communicator as he tries to read the latest entry on the network. Some words stand out to him, but the other confuse him. He thinks he gets the general idea.
Though he can't think of the right words to respond with, let alone try to type them.]
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It ain't bad, no. But you, and me? We ain't human, Vega.
[ Once the metal is heated to a point that seems to satisfy Grimmjow, he swiftly flicks the end of the blade back around, then eases it behind his back...]
There's a fuckton of Imports that ain't human, either, I know. But you and me? We eat the humans. They're fuckin' prey, and they always will be.
[ And with a sizzling sound, and the sickening smell of cooked flesh, Grimmjow presses the hot metal hard, and fast into the weeping, shredded wound. ]
Hsssst! SonuvaBITCH!
[ But, after a moment, he removes the cooling metal, and turns to look over his shoulder into the mirror. ]
...But that don't mean that you, and me can't choose what, and how we live. It don't mean we can't choose not ta fuck with certain humans.
[ Prodding gingerly at the edges of the wound, then cold, blue eyes cut back to Ggio. ]
What I'm sayin' is this; Live however you wanna live. Go ta school, and work at the club, and fuckin enjoy shit. But don't fall inta that trap of deluding yourself. You, and me? We're killers. Predators. And no matter how much I might like one, or two of them, I know what I am. And so do they - even if they don't care too much anymore.
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I know. [Facing Grimmjow, he doesn't offer the bandages just yet, sort of forgotten for the moment.] I do like a lot more things here than I thought I would, but I also know we're just doing what we want, what's best for us. That part of us isn't going to change, no matter what happens here.
[... And he comes to quiet realization, while looking at Grimmjow, that if push came to shove, Ggio really didn't need anything more than what was here before him. He smiles, faintly, nodding towards the newly-made scar.]
Feel better?
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[ Well, at the moment, it's more like a burned, bloody mess than a scar. But despite that, Grimmjow seems to be admiring his handy work in the mirror. ]
In a fucked up way, I guess...I guess I do.
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[After taking the gauze from its packaging, he begins to gingerly wrap the wound. As he works, though, his lips gently brush Grimmjow's back; his way of apologizing for bringing up the tattoo in the first place.]
Bobbi said that with me in school, I'll have to get up in the morning, so I may not be able to work at the club as much. Is that all right?
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But, right now, Grimmjow just sets his hands on the edge of the sink, and leans over a little to make it easier on Ggio. Blue eyes glancing down at the Smilodon mask crowning the boy's black hair. ]
Yeah, if that's what ya want. Don't expect ta be gettin' paid the same, though.
[ Smirk~ ]
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[Because he's glanced up and noticed that smirk.]
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[ The smirk just widens. You're being all cute, and domestic, Ggio. Grimmjow finds it all very amusing. ]
...And I dunno if ya know it, but ya realize this is the most you've ever talked about shit ya want for yourself since ya got here?
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[And the blush deepens as he lowers his eyes back to his work, maybe tugging the bandages a bit tighter than necessary for the teasing. But he stops again at that last bit, looking back up.]
Really? Guess the lovesacs don't count... Well, this is more important - huh.
[So, so sheepish. He didn't even realize it; when did he suddenly have so much for himself?]
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...The hell? What in the fuck is a 'lovesac'?!
[ Have a faintly creeped out look, here, Ggio. That sounds like some messed up marital aid, not gonna lie. ]
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They're bean bag chairs. You can get one big enough for two, but I'd probably want one to myself. I can show you later if you want.
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I fuckin' swear, one day I'm gonna catch you layin' on nothin' but a pile of feather pillows that's ten times your size. Sippin' milk, and eatin' cake, and purrin.
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You say that like it would be a bad thing.
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[ Straightening, Grimmjow drops one hand to place two fingers under Ggio's chin. His thumb passes slowly over the boy's lower lip. ]
Me? I'd say you're thinkin' bad things right now.
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Ggio's lip trembles under Grimmjow's thumb - he looks hungry...
...
Oh.]