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-Alex wraps his arms around Cliff carefully and holds him tightly, his own ribcage protesting, but it goes ignored as he shoves his face into the crook of Cliff’s neck, silent.-
-He pulls away after a few minutes and makes the sign for 'video games', adding a question mark.-
-Alex wraps his arms around Cliff carefully and holds him tightly, his own ribcage protesting, but it goes ignored as he shoves his face into the crook of Cliff's neck, silent.-
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Good morning. I-I'm here to tell you that your presence is required later today. M-mister Silva will be making an announcement..
Uh, ok. Thanks-
haha ok i need to fix this tomorrow good deal
Home Sweet Home // Open RP (hosted by Silva and Max)
The...
Russian Roulette (with a twist) // Open RP (hosted by Silva)
Russian Roulette (with a twist) // Open RP (hosted by...
Silva glances across at Zorin as Felix speaks his piece. A threesome with the top two? Oh, Raoul knows Max understands Spanish. Most of the people here probably do. Cortez's bravery, in being the first to play, is commendable though. The guards won't mock the spanish lad for his confession. Most of Silva's men feel the same way, and had in fact admitted it to the boss during their own game of Russian Roulette.
The empty click as Felix pulls the trigger seals his fate. He is free from death today. A roar of approval thunders through the room. Silva's men and women, tried and tested soldiers who've already played before, slap the bodyguard's back, cheering him on. Silva nods.
"Drink Felix. You are most welcome to all the booze you might like from the bar."
Smirking slightly, his gaze lingers on the boy for a moment longer, before he picks up his pistol set back down on the table. The cyberterrorist spins the Black Star once more.
The pistol's muzzle points, seconds later, to the shy mute. Silva laughs, lips stretching back to reveal teeth.
"Oh, Alex? Well now. If you find yourself unable to speak you're going to have to write. Here..." The blond takes a notepad and pen from a guard near the door, humming in appreciation for all the little things his men did for him, before passing it over to mousey-haired boy. Alex should be drunk enough to play. Silva had encouraged him to lose his soberiety as quickly as possible earlier.
Alex lifts the gun and stares at the metal for a moment, spinning it in his grip and putting it under his chin. The metal is still warm from Felix's hand, and he opens his mouth slightly, attempting to find his voice. His green eyes meet Silva's. Nope. No voice from him of late, and he contiunes staring the man in the eye as he scribbles on the pad and flicks the paper back across the table to Silva. As the man reads it, he disengages the safety and tilts his head back.
The note's neatly written and doesn't change style, appearing to actually be his own handwriting. It reads: "I'm afraid of you taking my virginity."
Alex's thoughts race at a drunken pace as Silva looks up, and he pulls the trigger.
CASINO ROYALE ON THE TV
HI HI HI HI HI HI HI HI HI HI
HIIIIIIII
HEY GURL
i missed u
HEY HEY HEYYY
i missed you too oh man cccc: missin errrythin’
Aw man yes
Where you been
Touchdown.
It has been a long flight. Silva slept through most of it. Rousing himself fifteen minutes before landing, the cyberterrorist cannot help the look of childish glee that alights his face as his Island once more beckons him home.
For this is home to Silva. Gunkajima, with its...
Blissfully unaware of Silva's return, the forger meandered toward the island's main bar room. His eyes focused on the ground as the noises of the island sharpened around him, listening to people inside curiously. Of course, instead of walking inside, he passed by next to one of the foggy windows and peered inside, getting a passive glimpse of Cliff, Zorin, and Felix. He didn't however, see Silva. His shoulders relaxed as he opened the door, moving inside in silence, footsteps as quiet as he could make them. The bar area wasn't too crowded, to his delight, which soon changed as he noticed Silva was indeed, back on his island. He felt a bit frozen, stepping back toward the door.
"Hey, uh, Alex... uh... can you pass me that scotch? I'm in need of a drink... desperately," he spoke as he walked into Alex's room, running a hand through his dark hair.
Alex passes the bottle wrapped in brown paper on his desk to Felix, seemingly distracted and absorbed in his little project on his desk.
#Hello you’re very attractive
#How sweet. -He offers a smile and holds out a hand in greeting.-
"Hey, uh, Alex... don't... don't hurt me, but, uh..." Felix leans in, kissing him quickly. "Sorry, a grey face made me."
Alex makes a quiet sputtering noise and wipes his lips off, flushing considerably.
