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[bastardbytrade]

[and through the scratchy sounds of him messing with the comm, Mordecai's dry growling voice is heard]

Alright, what is this shit? Prison? [sarcastic chuckle goes here] You think you can keep me here? HAH!

Tannis, if you're somehow involved in this I promise I will have your head mounted on my wall before the day is over. I don't care how much you pay.

[more scratching, a few thuds as he moves around the room]

By the way, the room sucks. [pause] And where the HELL is Bloodwing?! [raaaah the sniper is angry]

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[bastardbytrade.livejournal.com]

[aaand that hit a nerve]

You and I both know there wasn't anything wrong with his training. [danger danger! high voltage!]

[phasebitchin.livejournal.com]

[Working up to somethin' special~]

'S that why I kept finding my freaking panties in your precious birdy's vomit? Not easy to get on Pandora, in CASE you hadn't noticed.

[bastardbytrade.livejournal.com]

[okay that earned a snerk, a very dry, still annoyed snerk, but still]

He did that part on his own.

[phasebitchin.livejournal.com]

Did you or did you not reward it for pulling that crap.

[bastardbytrade.livejournal.com]

It made me laugh. Have you ever seen yourself when you flip out?

Fucking hilarious.

[phasebitchin.livejournal.com]

Glad I could amuse.


By the way.

That time he took a dump aaall over your arm?

Laxatives do work on the undead. The more you know!

[bastardbytrade.livejournal.com]

.....[humor vanishing yet again]

Bitch.

[phasebitchin.livejournal.com]

Douchebag.

[bastardbytrade.livejournal.com]

[hint of a laugh]

I keep waiting for our fearless leader to break this shit up. Where the hell is Roland?

[phasebitchin.livejournal.com]

Hell if I have any clue.

[Thought his and your punk asses were GONE before now, Mordecai.]

[bastardbytrade.livejournal.com]

Well shit. So it's just you and me.

[tone suggest be might be happy with this... then again that might just be more sarcasm seeping through]

[phasebitchin.livejournal.com]

[Lilith knows which one she thinks it is.]

Don't get sentimental on me. Might cry.

[bastardbytrade.livejournal.com]

Cry? A heartless creature like you? I'll believe it when I see it.

[phasebitchin.livejournal.com]

... [Disbelieving that she'd almost started to be RELIEVED that he was alive.] Can it already.

[bastardbytrade.livejournal.com]

[another laugh but he says no more]

[phasebitchin.livejournal.com]

I'm in room 2458.

We need to talk, asshole, somewhere private.

[bastardbytrade.livejournal.com]

[Hmph]

Yeah, alright.

[actually agreeing for once. omfg]

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[phasebitchin.livejournal.com]

[So her world, or part of her world still exists. There are people being salvaged, therefore it is not completely obliterated as she'd been led to think.

Right now, Lilith is waiting inside 2458 with the patience of a woman who has no idea what her next step should be. Other than distracting herself. Which is not looking to be an immediate prospect when she's pancaked out on her bed waiting for Mordecai to get his skinny ass over there.]


Fffffuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuck.

[bastardbytrade.livejournal.com]

[Mordecai would be taking his time, checking out the sights while he almost blindly navigates his way to her room. Not twenty minutes later he arrives, checking the number on the door before knocking upon it with a single, dull thud.]

Open up.

[phasebitchin.livejournal.com]

...

[Twenty god damned minutes. Are you kidding her!?

Lilith waits another three. On purpose. Two seconds later she rolls out of her bed and is letting him in.]

Watch it and don't get excited. We're just talking. [Sarcasm. To lighten the mood.]

[bastardbytrade.livejournal.com]

[He knows her well enough to know that the extra wait was deliberate, just as his dawdling pace was in reaching her room. When she opens the door he's leaning against the wall, arms folded across his chest]

Don't flatter yourself. [Mordecai practically barges his way in.]

[phasebitchin.livejournal.com]

[Eyerolling so hard it's amazing she hasn't developed a new muscle by now.] Don't flatter yourself.

[Makes certain the room is shut off and that they have true privacy before turning, approaching and getting so totally up in his grill.]

You're gonna listen to me without interruption. Am I coming through?

[bastardbytrade.livejournal.com]

[He's making himself comfy on the edge of her bed and leaning forwards to rest his elbows on his knees.]

I'm gonna sit here and laugh at your crazy talk. Yeah, I think I've got that covered.

[phasebitchin.livejournal.com]

[Okay.

Lilith has hit him before; she's gotten irritated, bloody pissed at him many a time. But this would be the first that she's reeling back a fist and hurtling it toward Mordecai's face without caring if she cracks it open for good.

[bastardbytrade.livejournal.com]

[Mordecai should have expected that. However, his reaction time was a little slow on account of being distracted by how much nicer her room was than his, though it wouldn't have taken much to make him think that and when her fist flew for his face, he reacted a fraction too slow.]

Wh--[oof]

[Her fist strikes him fair across the jaw and he tastes copper in his mouth.]

Fucking hell, Lilith!