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"Ew. Why is everyone trying to get married. Not before I find my rich husband, you're not gonna be my cousin-in-law. Also, are you drunk? I'd be too if I'm involved with my Shiro-hyung. You're either crazy or a what's the word?? Masochist."
@glitchxxd location: pestilence labs server farm date: 27th february, 2021 time: 2:50am (ish)
After leaving Jack with the detonator and a warning not to accidentally kill her, May returned to their first port of call in the building where they had left Enzo, in his element in the sever farm. They already knew that the labs were well-equipped with fire safety measures that would limit the damage done by the bomb, and so it was his job that was truly vital to their operation, though she had made a concentrated effort to ensure that not too much pressure was placed on his shoulders. This mission carried weight for him, she knew - not just as his first major operation within Death, but as one which brought him within the reach of the people who had murdered his parents and attempted to do the same to him. It was partially why she had volunteered to collect Enzo and ensure his safety on their way out of the building, not just to give Jack his breathing room, but to give the Angel her support, be that logistical or emotional.
“Just me,” she called out as she entered the room, hoping not to alarm him when he was likely already on edge. The last thing they needed was an accidental casualty caused by a moment of panic. After a few moments of wandering through the maze of severs, she located him, seated among wires and illuminated by flashing green and red. She crouched beside him, peering at his progress and becoming acutely aware of her age as she noted that much of this technology went entirely over her head.
“How’s it going, kiddo? We bled them dry yet?”
BULLSEYE
Timeline: 23rd February 2019, Saturday, 11:57 p.m. Location: A new club in Tokyo. Mood: Tipsy... Bored. Horny. Attire: See this post.
@obsessiccn
After spending one night with his new assignment, some kid with a tragic backstory, Shiro wanted nothing else but to actually have fun for once. Not that it wasn’t amusing watching the kid get drunk and completely lose control... He didn’t want to babysit but he did it all for his Mother who made it a point to stress out how important this assignment was not just to their yakuza connection but to their family as well... He had to take the job seriously. He knew that... But then, there was his hyung Sujeong and Kasan giving him a hard time about what happened with Hanuel the other night. He got tired of listening to their lecturing, so tonight, it was all about what he wanted to do and no one would and could say anything about it.
Getting tired with the crowd at the usual club he visited with friends and men, he decided to move to a new one that was a few blocks away from their hangout. It was an unknown club but popular among university students in the area. He and his men did not have problems getting in the club. He collected in the area and they knew who he was. Once inside, he was guided to a spot close to the dance floor and was immediately served with drinks.
Shiro began drinking, telling his men to give him and his friends some space; the guards went straight to the bar to have some fun themselves...
Quietly, Shiro sipped his drink, eyes on the dance floor when he spotted a group of young people just on the other side of the club. There was nothing special about the group except they were laughing a bit too loud... Shiro wasn’t in the mood to tolerate the noise and waved for one of his bodyguards to head to the table. “Tell them they’re making too much noise. I can’t hear the fucking music,” which was a big fat lie of course but no one would dare tell Shiro he was being ridiculous...
where: a recording studio
who: Lorenzo ( @spellbxnd )
Oliver had booked the studio for the day. He knew he had. He’d blocked it out with bright yellow on his calendar, and everything.
So why on earth - why - why was it that when he stepped inside, after taking a minute to set down his guitar and unwrap the scarf from around his neck, he turned around to see none other than Lorenzo.
He took a moment to silently curse at the ceiling, throwing his hands up in frustration. What god had he pissed off? He had a right to know.
“This is not happening,” he shook his head vehemently, pointing at Lorenzo in an accusatory fashion, “What the fuck are you doing here? Get out.” His pointed finger swung towards the door, “Out!”
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