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Who: Reno, Axel, Sword (Open!)
When: Some time after work begins. (About 1330.)
Where: Library
What: Trying to hide from thedevil librarian.
Rating: Not Work Safe! O:
He technically should probably have reported to the reference desk about twenty minutes ago, but just because he signed his soul to the devil didn't mean he meant to cooperate with him. Reno had crept in a while after lunch, and was now contently curled up on a table in a corner of the library, half-awake. He looked like a big, lazy cat, which was not too far from the truth. Before long, he'd even be cat-napping.
He didn't have the most remote interest in books or working, and the idea that he might be causing Mr. Eternal PMS-- AKA the reference librarian-- a minor heart attack was vaguely pleasing to him. And besides all that, the mischeivous redhead had been looking for a quiet place to think. This was unusual-- he was very shoot-first-ask-questions-later, but the scheme he'd recently cooked up with a comrade would require careful planning.
And anything. Anything. Was better than working with the Satanic librarian.
When: Some time after work begins. (About 1330.)
Where: Library
What: Trying to hide from the
Rating: Not Work Safe! O:
He technically should probably have reported to the reference desk about twenty minutes ago, but just because he signed his soul to the devil didn't mean he meant to cooperate with him. Reno had crept in a while after lunch, and was now contently curled up on a table in a corner of the library, half-awake. He looked like a big, lazy cat, which was not too far from the truth. Before long, he'd even be cat-napping.
He didn't have the most remote interest in books or working, and the idea that he might be causing Mr. Eternal PMS-- AKA the reference librarian-- a minor heart attack was vaguely pleasing to him. And besides all that, the mischeivous redhead had been looking for a quiet place to think. This was unusual-- he was very shoot-first-ask-questions-later, but the scheme he'd recently cooked up with a comrade would require careful planning.
And anything. Anything. Was better than working with the Satanic librarian.
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Date: 2007-04-23 04:40 am (UTC)Sword coughed a few times before he walked up beside Reno.
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Date: 2007-04-23 04:58 am (UTC)"Oi, one more thing, shut-call, " the redhead's voice didn't sway from its lazy drawl. "Y'think you could hook me up with some heroine?"
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Date: 2007-04-23 05:12 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2007-04-23 05:16 am (UTC)"How 'bout half now, half later, huh?" the redhead offered at length, sitting up reluctantly. "I got twenty five on me, and I'll getcha the rest later." It was hard to tell if it was any good trusting Reno, but it wasn't like he could run away in a prison. "Deal?"
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Date: 2007-04-23 05:47 am (UTC)Dropping to his knees in front of Sword, he didn't exactly wait for permission to deftly undo the other's trousers, confident hands drawing the length of him out. There was no foreplay, no teasing tongue or scrape of teeth. Reno didn't have the patience or the mood for it today, taking the shut-call deep to start with, sucking wetly and steadying himself with a hand at the base of Sword's cock and another resting on his hip.
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Date: 2007-04-23 06:02 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2007-04-23 06:06 am (UTC)Wetting his lips absently, the redhead arched a skeptical brow. "What, you wanna fuck or something' Or we talkin' cash here?" he asked bluntly, faintly impatient again. "'Cause I don't got all day to get you off, yeah?"
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Date: 2007-04-23 06:17 am (UTC)Sword began doing his pants up again and scoffed, "If you want some junk you're gonna have to pay. And it wouldn't be the wisest thing to get cocky with me. I'm not someone you want to piss off. Unless being raped in the dinning hall is your thing."
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Date: 2007-04-23 06:24 am (UTC)"I keep askin' ya, " the redhead retorted peevishly, not bothering to get up off the floor yet. "My mouth, my ass, or my cash-- you're the one throwin' a fuckin' bitch fit." He irritably pushed wild hair out of his vision, challenge in his voice and defiant stare. "'Sides, I'll be as cocky as I wanna. I'm not like your Japanese bitch-- I don't just lay down and take it."
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Date: 2007-04-23 06:33 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2007-04-23 06:38 am (UTC)"Sore spot, huh?" he sneered, that crazy-beautiful light back in his eyes, adrenaline rushing in his veins. Small, but wiry, he struggled against Sword's hold, bending a long leg and ruthlessly aiming a knee for the other's stomach. "You sure that Jap's your prison bitch and not your wife?"
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Date: 2007-04-23 06:59 am (UTC)He finally let go of Reno, "You picked the wrong guy to make an enemy out of. I can make it so can't get anything from anyone." He really should be getting back to his cell, before Sen noticed he was gone.
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Date: 2007-04-23 04:49 am (UTC)Well, ways that didn't involve Marluxia's mouth or Roxas in general.
Wandering around again, He spotted someone curled up and smirked, stepping over to him and just...watching. He had no clue what the hell this guy did to get here but he knew one thing; It was every man for himself in the slammer. Wiggling his fingers slightly, he moved to grab something from the redheads pockets swiftly and carefully.
Cigarettes....SCORE!
((OOC: XD SO yeah...he had no clue THATS Reno....once he knows he'll be all 'eh, oops?'))
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