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[Voice clicks on to the sound of Duo moving around in bed in the early hours of the morning. He'd gone to be early, tired from talking to his friends and trying to convince them to stop their desire for blood and death. He'd also worn himself out "cooking" and preparing to blow parts of the town if he needed to. Haseo'd stayed the night with the rather cranky pilot, but now Duo's entered the second cycle and he's not himself.]

God damn, my head hurts. What was I, drunk last night or something? Ah, get the hell off me! Who said you could touch me? I'd never want someone like you touching me ever. It's disgusting. Get the hell out of my room, you freak. What the hell is wrong with people?

(ooc: Introducing, anti-Duo. Please note the lack of broken English is not an accident. Also, sorry Haseo, I know it hurts. The good news is, this Duo lies, a lot. Also, sorry to everyone else, but since this Duo doesn't like people, he won't be posting on anyone else's journal which kinda sucks since you guys have made some great posts.)

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*gasps, his eyes wide. He so did not see that coming* *sits on the bed, holding his side and trying to stop the feeling that he's dying* Fucking- bastard-

YOU'RE ONE TO TALK, DICK FACE! *slams the front door and leaves*

*gets up and hobbles after him, panting but quick to recover (thank you pilot training)* *throws the door open* You weren't- complaining when it was- your dick in my face.

*stops, eyes going wide and curling his fists* What the FUCK did you say?! *snaps around, runs and tackles him to the ground* I'LL BEAT YOUR GODDAMN FACE IN!

*gasps and cries out when his wings are crushed by Haseo's body again* *his head crashes into the floor* *the twin pain and déjà vu shakes his brain free for a moment* *his eyes close when he realizes what he's done* Please, Has. Just leave me. Pretend I don't exist. Beat me and go, babe. I'm sorry.

*looks at him, realizing he's snapped back for a moment* *swallows against the pain in his chest and breathes a little shakey* D..damn it.. *gets up and runs off*

I'm so sorry, love. *winces as his head throbs and he falls back into the experiment* Fucking whore. I think he broke one of my wings. *struggles to sit up and drags himself back into the house* *flops down on his face in his bed, flexing his wings and crying out when he feels the break* Well fuck, I'm not asking those idiots to help me.

Edited 2008-05-04 02:54 (UTC)