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Jan. 3rd, 2010 01:17 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
[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]
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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Date: 2010-01-03 04:22 am (UTC)By the way.
That time he took a dump aaall over your arm?
Laxatives do work on the undead. The more you know!
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Date: 2010-01-03 04:23 am (UTC)Bitch.
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Date: 2010-01-03 04:25 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2010-01-03 04:29 am (UTC)I keep waiting for our fearless leader to break this shit up. Where the hell is Roland?
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Date: 2010-01-03 04:31 am (UTC)[Thought his and your punk asses were GONE before now, Mordecai.]
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Date: 2010-01-03 04:40 am (UTC)[tone suggest be might be happy with this... then again that might just be more sarcasm seeping through]
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Date: 2010-01-03 04:45 am (UTC)Don't get sentimental on me. Might cry.
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Date: 2010-01-03 04:49 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2010-01-03 05:01 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2010-01-03 05:03 am (UTC)We need to talk, asshole, somewhere private.
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Date: 2010-01-03 05:07 am (UTC)Yeah, alright.
[actually agreeing for once. omfg]
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Date: 2010-01-03 06:33 am (UTC)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.
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Date: 2010-01-03 07:35 am (UTC)Open up.
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Date: 2010-01-03 07:45 am (UTC)[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.]
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Date: 2010-01-03 07:57 am (UTC)Don't flatter yourself. [Mordecai practically barges his way in.]
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Date: 2010-01-03 08:03 am (UTC)[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?
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Date: 2010-01-03 08:06 am (UTC)I'm gonna sit here and laugh at your crazy talk. Yeah, I think I've got that covered.
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Date: 2010-01-03 08:09 am (UTC)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.
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Date: 2010-01-03 08:21 am (UTC)Wh--[oof]
[Her fist strikes him fair across the jaw and he tastes copper in his mouth.]
Fucking hell, Lilith!
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Date: 2010-01-03 08:26 am (UTC)You take this seriously, or I do worse.
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Date: 2010-01-03 08:31 am (UTC)I'm here aren't I? Fuck. You wanna talk, talk. Trust me, you don't want to fight me, little girl.
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Date: 2010-01-03 08:35 am (UTC)Is bluffing-- but he doesn't know that yet.]
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Date: 2010-01-03 08:38 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2010-01-03 08:42 am (UTC)This is good, actually. This is what she's been wanting to do the whole of her stay on-board. Screw drinking away her issues, nothing compares to flesh striking flesh and the adrenaline rush that comes with blinding anger. Lilith slides back into their shared dimension and wastes not a millisecond before she's driving an elbow for his solar plexus.]
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