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animus_network2011-11-28 11:43 pm
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alriight who'2 fuckiing briight iidea wa2 thii2?
very funny ha ha ii know ii haven't 2topped workiing iin a whiile but thii2 kiidnappiing attempt ii2 ju2t 2ad
kk iif ii fiind out you're behiind thii2 ii'm 2piilliing coffee all over your 2tupiid whiite jacket
and then burniing iit
and to22iing the charred remaiins two the 2eadweller2
a22hole
very funny ha ha ii know ii haven't 2topped workiing iin a whiile but thii2 kiidnappiing attempt ii2 ju2t 2ad
kk iif ii fiind out you're behiind thii2 ii'm 2piilliing coffee all over your 2tupiid whiite jacket
and then burniing iit
and to22iing the charred remaiins two the 2eadweller2
a22hole

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No way would he be caught dead doing that, though.
Instead he smirks.] Wwhat, the great information broker himself needs to beg for info from one a his hired minions? You're slippin', Sol.
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[Though he's honestly really relieved that there's a familiar face around. It sort of proves in his mind that this is all a huge sham.
And then, he notices that Eridan actually has on the pin he gave him. He's honestly never really seen him wear it of his own volition. It makes his expanding and contracting vascular system swell with pride.] Nithe pin by the way, where'd you get that?
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[He purples at the mention of the pin and reaches up, stopping just before he would have ripped it off - he doesn't want to ruin his nice clothes again. Instead he starts to remove it. Unfortunately, this forces his ring to be exposed.]
This piece a junk? I don't knoww howw it got on there.
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Shut up about your stupid shitty ring and listen to me for once in your fuckin' life! I'vve already died once since I got here, and I'm not gonna pay for your ignorance.
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[He lets go, grabs his scarf, but carefully lets go of it instead of beginning to chew or worry at it with his fingers. He doesn't want to ruin it]
There's somethin' else-- [But then he pauses. No. Why should he tell Sollux anything? Let him find out for himself and get his ass kicked by a bunch of highbloods who think of him as low. He had it coming to him, anyway.] Nevvermind.
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You wwant a tour or something? That seems to be a fashionable thing to do after bitchin' on the computer like a wwriggler.
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[He lengthens his stride, his scowl deepening. He isn't sure if he wants Sollux knowing where he lives or not, is the problem. The idea is a little scary on some level, but at the same time he is glad to have someone here that he knows, and it's reassuring to have Sollux here, in particular. Sollux isn't someone he would need to protect, but instead someone who might protect him. He doesn't want to piss him off too badly, particularly before he gets that talisman from Sollux]
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[Yeah, he's quite taken with her.
They finally reach his level and he moves to his door, pauses, then reluctantly unlocks the door and opens it]
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