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Tom Bronson (Wildcat) ([personal profile] borntobewildcat) wrote in [community profile] capeandcowllogs2011-11-24 12:15 am

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WHO: Tom and Ggio
WHERE: Their apartment
WHEN: Early in the month
WARNINGS: none
SUMMARY: Doing repairs after their fight
FORMAT: action



[Tom was, thankfully, feeling more like himself again, but the damages of his little tirade still showed around their apartment. Broken items and bloody paw prints all reminded him of how close he'd come to losing control, to losing everything.

And he was tired of looking at it and being reminded of how fragile he'd been that time. He didn't have a chance to fix it sooner because of all the tentacle monsters, but now he finally could, and after stealing some tools from the maintenance guy, since there was no way he was paying for repairs again, he set to work fixing the door. He had the toolbelt hanging low on his waist, shirt off, and setting a new pane of glass into the door.]
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[personal profile] ridethetiger 2011-11-24 08:09 am (UTC)(link)
[Ggio didn't mind the blood so much; he had no idea how to clean it from the floor and didn't really care to, truth be told. Most everything else had been cleaned up, and the repairs probably would have been done already if Tom had let the arrancar pay for them.

He insisted he fix everything, and while Ggio didn't understand, he wasn't going to stop him. There was apparently some lingering guilt over the whole incident; why couldn't Tom just accept what he was and move on? He'd surely be less frustrated, and it could all happen again if he kept it up.

That could be talked about some other time. The tool belt was making Tom's pants hang low, quite the amusing sight, and Ggio wondered if Tom was aware of how he looked. He certainly wasn't going to comment on it any time soon, but his subconscious purring gave away his thoughts anyway, as he lounged on the couch and watched.]
Edited 2011-11-24 15:08 (UTC)
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[personal profile] ridethetiger 2011-11-27 07:22 am (UTC)(link)
Mm?

[A blink, and the arrancar's expression turned quizzical; he wasn't aware that he'd been smiling to himself. Why would he have to be thinking about anything? He was just admiring the view. Ggio shook his head.]

Nothing. [But there was something after all, and his head tilted after a beat.] You're hot?
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[personal profile] ridethetiger 2011-11-27 07:44 am (UTC)(link)
[Ah, the language barrier. Ggio meant to ask if Tom was literally hot, because why else would his shirt be off? Though it wasn't like Ggio was complaining. He grinned, and rose with a languid stretch, going to Tom's side.]

And do what?
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[personal profile] ridethetiger 2011-11-27 08:12 am (UTC)(link)
Okay.

[It was a simple enough thing to do, although Ggio didn't understand why Tom didn't have someone else do it. Honestly, he was in a position of power, he should take advantage of it!

But again, were that the case there would just be a stranger in his territory and no shirtless Tom, so fine, Ggio would lend a hand or two.

Naturally, his attention is not on the windowpane.]
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[personal profile] ridethetiger 2011-11-27 11:57 pm (UTC)(link)
[The purring had started up again when Tom was behind Ggio, and once he finished setting the panel in front of him, Ggio dropped down to drape his arms over Tom's shoulder, pressed against his back.]

All done?
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[personal profile] ridethetiger 2011-11-28 04:02 am (UTC)(link)
Yeah.

[He had been nuzzling Tom's ear, more to invade his personal space and assert his place than out of affection, but when Tom stood, Ggio inhaled his hair instead. To fix whatever had been amiss since that fight neither had discussed.

Ggio lightly nipped Tom's ear at the thanks, though.]


Are you done now?
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[personal profile] ridethetiger 2011-11-30 07:43 am (UTC)(link)
I need a reason?

[Being questioned, however innocently, makes Ggio frown a little. He would never understand this very human need to explain actions or feelings with words.

But he isn't truly angry, and sighs gently as he sits sideways to face Tom, pressing right against him. Clearly, Ggio had to fit into the space right next to Tom rather than occupy the rest of the couch.]


Things are okay, I guess. [Said carefully, still wary and unsure about talking about these kinds of things, even if it had gotten easier.]
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[personal profile] ridethetiger 2011-12-01 01:43 am (UTC)(link)
No. Not forget.

[Yeah, he's not letting that go. His tone is all business, yet he doesn't sound angry. Ggio still wants to make a point, and it looks like he has to use words. His palms rests against Tom's chest.]

Do you understand?
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[personal profile] ridethetiger 2011-12-01 05:54 am (UTC)(link)
Right.

[Despite not knowing if Tom was serious or not, Ggio grinned, unknowingly in return. It was good that Tom wasn't avoiding the issue.]

You'll like it. You don't have to fight, always.
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[personal profile] ridethetiger 2011-12-02 07:24 am (UTC)(link)
Ah...?

[What's the harm in hurting someone a little? Ggio sighs in exasperation, but arches his neck under Tom's hand anyway.]

Fine, but don't ask. Just do it.
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[personal profile] ridethetiger 2011-12-02 07:49 am (UTC)(link)
[Now this was interesting. A dark brow lifts, then Ggio's eyes narrow in challenge, excitement and amusement.]

You want to fight, Tom?
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[personal profile] ridethetiger 2011-12-03 03:38 am (UTC)(link)
[A growl bubbles up from low in Ggio's throat, mostly in play, and he lightly snaps teeth inches from Tom's face.]

Be serious. You gotta mean it.
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[personal profile] ridethetiger 2011-12-06 05:11 am (UTC)(link)
[Ggio's grin falls the smallest bit, and his brows creases in confusion. Suddenly he's not so sure what Tom is playing at.

It was probably a good sign... probably.]


I mean it. Or else... [His face draws close enough for their noses to touch.] I'll eat you alive.
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[personal profile] ridethetiger 2011-12-06 05:32 am (UTC)(link)
[Through it all, Ggio stays quiet, but receptive. He's not positive Tom understood the implications of what he just said, what that means to a Hollow... but either way, Ggio gets the feeling he doesn't care. Tom seems willing to let Ggio do anything - well, almost anything.

Which was opposite of what Ggio wants him to understand, but still satisfying in its own way. The arrancar closes his eyes, gives a short laugh.]


You make no sense.
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[personal profile] ridethetiger 2011-12-10 04:24 am (UTC)(link)
Then you know I can hurt you.

[Though again, while receptive, Ggio's look is serious when Tom pulls away. It was something he has often wondered about, especially since Tom attacked him in adulterated rage.]

Most don't want to die, Tom, or let someone kill them. That is not instinct.
Edited 2011-12-10 04:26 (UTC)
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[personal profile] ridethetiger 2011-12-12 04:00 am (UTC)(link)
Do you?

[His eyes stay locked with Tom's for a few heartbeats, and then they lower, as Ggio idly toys with the hemp of Tom's pants, since he's currently shirtless. He thinks of how to word this, without going to fetch a communicator for translation.]

Death is... not the same for arrancar. We do not live, no really, so... If we let someone eat us, then we belong to them. It more than just being a fraccion.

[His eyes raise again.]

You know?
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[personal profile] ridethetiger 2011-12-12 06:25 am (UTC)(link)
[For a few moments, Ggio doesn't move, doesn't seem to breathe.

He abruptly pulls away from Tom, stands, starts to pace. His fingers run through his hair; agitated, and more.]


You don't know what you are saying.