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708hq replied to your post: .
BABY omg
i couLD WRITE A fucking essay about how much i loved this group it will be missed and im counting on you guys to a. stay in touch and b. bring this shit back at some point best group i’ve been in for ages possibly ever tbh
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Herman Tømmeraas photographed by Jonathan Vivaas Kise
hcltzcrs:
“as far as you’re concerned.” she concurred, heaving a sigh. adriana glanced around the rest of the store, a bit annoyed that she’d let her shift partner take the first break of the afternoon. at least things weren’t ridiculously busy. or, well, busy at all, really. “what kind of logistical problem? i thought this whole issue was supposed to be like a crossword puzzle to you.”
‘ jack, it seems, happens to be a bit old school. and while he has some details he has updated, he’s dragging his feet a little on putting anything online. ’ he pauses, shrugging slightly. ‘ so, i’m gonna need to tap in more physically then i’d like to. ’
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crmvns:
she grins, a soft laugh slipping off of her lips. as if she’d deny him the heavenly plant that was swimming around her soul. ‘ deal. fair warning though— this shit’s potent. i’m sloshed right now, beyond high. ’ her attention is temporarily snatched away from gowan when the crowd starts to chant for alice in chains. wouldn’t surprise her if dante was behind it. dark brow raises in curiosity influenced suspicion over his sudden silence, carmen holding his hues with her own. ‘ last time i saw him was this morning in our apartment. haven’t even heard from him since then. he’s around here somewhere, though .. have you seen him ? —well, you are comfy, but the moment you let me sit in your lap is the moment you signed up to be serenaded by me. prepare yourself. ’
‘ sounds fantastic. ’ he said with a mischievous grin painting his face. nights like this were dangerous, he had nowhere to be, little responsibilities, and far too much to forget. ‘ and trust me, i could tell. ’ he holds carmen’s stare for a brief moment, before instinctively glancing away, looking down at the grass and then up at the waiting stage -- anywhere but at her dark intense caffeine eyes. ‘ ‘m sure he’ll turn up. has a habit of just like .. showing up. no, not today. ’ he gave a shrug before letting out a soft laugh. ‘ sorry, but i’m not going to be able to hear you over me screaming them out. ’
hcltzcrs:
“totally. what with all the water in their ear holes and the blubber all over their little seal bodies, i’m sure they have a hard time doing or hearing much of anything at all.” dri drawled, finally looking up. “can i help you?” she asked, brows raising as she closed her means of entertainment, setting it on her stool in place of herself as she stood up. “didn’t think i’d be seeing much of you here at all.”
' sounds legit. ’ gowan replied easily, beginning to busy himself with the cds stacked against the counter. he just needed to look like he belonged and that was simple. ‘ well, i do come here. did before you called me. though, i’m not really here to buy anything. there’s a slightly logistical problem. so i have to be here. ’
honesty hour aka fuck me up
ofdcnte:
‘ c’mon, CHICO, you always miss me. ’ there’s a CERTAIN AMOUNT OF ( agile insouciance ) in the way that dante just s l i d e s into the other’s apartment, lingering against the stairs for only a fraction of a second before inked digits tighten around the STRAP of the satchel that swings, noiseless but insistent, at the male’s side. ‘ depends on what you’re feelin’ today, hot stuff. we got some grandaddy purple in, some alaskan thunder fuck … we got some good shit, mhm ? we got a little bit of blow, a few packets of molly … the motherfuckin’ candy store has arrived, baby. ’
' is that so ? ’ he asks, following the other down the stairs, moving towards the kitchen of his apartment while listening to dante rattle off his stock. gowan could have just stared while he made his decision, but instead pushing himself towards the fridge, pulling out two cans of beer, tossing one of them to the other male. ‘ fuck, man. you’re loaded. give me .. thunder fuck and the molly. ’
dri turned the page of her magazine in time with the chime that sounded over the door signalling the entrance of a new customer, triggering a heavy sigh from the brunette as she skimmed over the glossy images. she didn’t bother looking up but, ever the good employee, greeted them nonetheless. “welcome to jack’s records, where the prices are, like, kind of good but the vibes come for free! while you’re here consider donating to our cause of the month -” she paused, leaning over the counter a bit to read the decal that was garishly taped to the tip jar. “deaf seals.” she sat back down, crossing her legs before she continued, her voice still chipper and customer-ready despite her body language. “i’m adriana! give a shout if you need my assistance but try not to need me, groovy?”
normally gowan liked to stay as remote as possible from any job he took on. however he quickly discovered that jack ( or whoever the proprietor of the shop was ) was running his operation as old school as possible while still being electronic. remote access wasn’t going to be option when there wasn’t anything online. ‘ is deafness is the seal community a big issue ? ’ he asks, leaning across the counter, waiting for her to look up.
hcltzcrs
“both,” dri decided with a shrug of her shoulder, choosing to ignore his little attitude and very pointedly stopping herself from tacking on a rude nickname for good measure. growth. “okay…” she shrugged again, arms crossing over her chest, hip cocking to the side. “what questions?”
' basics. ’ he replied, taping quickly into the command line as soon as it flicked open, setting up a quick layer of security for himself ( in addition to what he already had in place, though he wasn’t too worried about the reverse engineering capabilities of some record store if they even noticed anything -- unlikely ) . ‘ i’m going to need the name of the store and then your id or passcode.. whatever you use to log into their system. ’
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@gcwans !
IT’S NOT AN UNUSUAL ROUTINE. dante is troublingly f a m i l i a r with the spiraled path towards gowan’s apartment, & admittedly the initially-fraught quality to his visits has worn off, & now it’s not atypical to find the brunette, cancer stick bobbing merrily betwixt bitten petals, sauntering down to a door that he habitually finds himself at. glossy, ebony locks obscure his vision as a raised fist raps ( once, twice, thrice ! ) upon the thin surface that separates them ; he’d usually pick the damned lock, but he’s feeling AWFULLY CONSIDERATE today. ‘ knock, knock — – did you miss me ? ’
a knock is not what he expects from the other ( usually, dante just appears ! ) and so begrudgingly he climbs the stairs to the entrance to his basement apartment. when he swings open the heavy door, he’s finishing up a quick conversation with some north side idiot requiring his services. ‘ yeah, consider it done. ’ he smiled when saw who it was, though a look of bemusement passes through his eyes. he clicks the phone off, and moves aside to give the other access to the staircase descending into his home. ‘ something like that. what’dya got for me ? ’
hcltzcrs:
“i don’t fuck up, it was an accident,” she clarified, squinting at him. the nerve of him to even suggest such a thing. “but yes, i need your help.” the brunette put her hands on her hips, head cocked to the side as he booted up his means to an end, curious. “is that really all you need to get the job done?” she asked, a stranger to the world of whatever it was he did. hacking was a creature all its own.
‘ mmm ’ gowan mused, ‘ mmhm. ’ totally convinced. he pushes some papers out of the way and quickly types in a password. ‘ the information or the rig ? ’ he asked turned back towards her, frowning slightly. ‘ cause yeah, this is it. but i do have a few more questions. ’
