{"@attributes":{"version":"2.0"},"channel":{"title":"Kurotsuchi","link":"https:\/\/ebon-earth.livejournal.com\/","description":"Kurotsuchi - LiveJournal.com","lastBuildDate":"Thu, 24 Mar 2011 01:35:21 GMT","generator":"LiveJournal \/ LiveJournal.com","image":{"url":"https:\/\/l-userpic.livejournal.com\/97840593\/25104407","title":"Kurotsuchi","link":"https:\/\/ebon-earth.livejournal.com\/","width":"100","height":"100"},"item":[{"guid":"https:\/\/ebon-earth.livejournal.com\/4908.html","pubDate":"Thu, 24 Mar 2011 01:35:21 GMT","author":"ebon_earth","link":"https:\/\/ebon-earth.livejournal.com\/4908.html","description":"Hell of a party last night...","comments":"https:\/\/ebon-earth.livejournal.com\/4908.html?view=comments#comments","category":["amused","public","this is gonna be fun","i love this job","ic"]},{"guid":"https:\/\/ebon-earth.livejournal.com\/4730.html","pubDate":"Tue, 08 Mar 2011 18:52:01 GMT","title":"Mardi Gras","author":"ebon_earth","link":"https:\/\/ebon-earth.livejournal.com\/4730.html","description":"Sounds like a good night to party. Who's in?","comments":"https:\/\/ebon-earth.livejournal.com\/4730.html?view=comments#comments","category":["amused","public","this is gonna be fun","mardi gras","bored","ic"]},{"guid":"https:\/\/ebon-earth.livejournal.com\/4557.html","pubDate":"Sat, 19 Feb 2011 19:45:58 GMT","title":"V-day","author":"ebon_earth","link":"https:\/\/ebon-earth.livejournal.com\/4557.html","description":"What girl doesn't love a holiday celebrated with good drinks and hot company?","comments":"https:\/\/ebon-earth.livejournal.com\/4557.html?view=comments#comments","category":"v-day"},{"guid":"https:\/\/ebon-earth.livejournal.com\/3850.html","pubDate":"Mon, 16 Aug 2010 05:39:44 GMT","title":"Good Times","author":"ebon_earth","link":"https:\/\/ebon-earth.livejournal.com\/3850.html","description":"


Been a while since I got to do any side work<\/span>...  I'll need to fix that before I start to get rusty.

Haven't had time to work on my project<\/font> either.  Hard to do without having a crew, and the only players worth working with are out of the game.  Even if they weren't I can't involve them.<\/span><\/p>In any case, I'm bored.  I need to have some fun and get a good workout<\/font> before I start to go soft.","comments":"https:\/\/ebon-earth.livejournal.com\/3850.html?view=comments#comments","category":"bored"},{"guid":"https:\/\/ebon-earth.livejournal.com\/3769.html","pubDate":"Sat, 19 Jun 2010 03:24:14 GMT","author":"ebon_earth","link":"https:\/\/ebon-earth.livejournal.com\/3769.html","description":"...

Fucking Lakers...","comments":"https:\/\/ebon-earth.livejournal.com\/3769.html?view=comments#comments","category":["had money on that...","losers","boston"]},{"guid":"https:\/\/ebon-earth.livejournal.com\/3540.html","pubDate":"Sun, 02 May 2010 04:29:01 GMT","title":"HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA~","author":"ebon_earth","link":"https:\/\/ebon-earth.livejournal.com\/3540.html","description":"
You dickless little shit...


<\/span><\/span>You do<\/em><\/strong> realize that this means war...
<\/span>","comments":"https:\/\/ebon-earth.livejournal.com\/3540.html?view=comments#comments","category":["amused","this is gonna be fun","it's on now","this means war","ic"]},{"guid":"https:\/\/ebon-earth.livejournal.com\/3137.html","pubDate":"Tue, 30 Mar 2010 08:14:23 GMT","title":"When you need to reach me....","author":"ebon_earth","link":"https:\/\/ebon-earth.livejournal.com\/3137.html","description":"

\"Photobucket\"<\/a><\/center>
My number's {Here}, I've always got my phone on me so hit me up when you need me.

~

"You've got Tsuchi.  If you've got tech problems, tell me what's wrong and try not to touch anything.  Otherwise, let me know what the hell ya want."<\/em>

((Tsuchi's got a number of customized voicemails depending on who you are to her, but we'll just go with the one designed for coworkers at Hush.  Anyone who she doesn't work with who wants to leave a message can get themselves a personalized one X3 ))

((CALL, VOICEMAIL, TEXT, EMAIL, etc, you know how it goes.))<\/em>
","comments":"https:\/\/ebon-earth.livejournal.com\/3137.html?view=comments#comments","category":["call me beep me","phone post","ic"]},{"guid":"https:\/\/ebon-earth.livejournal.com\/2758.html","pubDate":"Mon, 22 Mar 2010 06:10:43 GMT","title":"Ah...","author":"ebon_earth","link":"https:\/\/ebon-earth.livejournal.com\/2758.html","description":"Nice beaches...  Good food...  Great drinks...  I think I'm gonna like it here...","comments":"https:\/\/ebon-earth.livejournal.com\/2758.html?view=comments#comments","category":["cabana boys","bahamas","i love this job","paradise island is paradise","umbrella drinks","ic"]},{"guid":"https:\/\/ebon-earth.livejournal.com\/2344.html","pubDate":"Sat, 06 Mar 2010 00:29:46 GMT","title":"Trippy","author":"ebon_earth","link":"https:\/\/ebon-earth.livejournal.com\/2344.html","description":"You know what\u2019s really fun to do to kick off a weekend? Going to a movie on opening night and ruining the experience for everyone else. Hey, did I say it was nice<\/b>? Didn\u2019t think so.<\/strike> So last night I went to see that Wonderland thing\u2026 Okay, I\u2019ll admit it, I also when because Johnny Depp\u2019s pretty cute, but that\u2019s beside the point.<\/strike>

To make a long story short, LSD, plus Tim Burton, plus<\/i> 3D<\/b> makes for a hell<\/i> of a night.

I\u2019m not sure I even remember half the movie, but it was totally worth the money.","comments":"https:\/\/ebon-earth.livejournal.com\/2344.html?view=comments#comments","category":["public","ic"]},{"guid":"https:\/\/ebon-earth.livejournal.com\/2173.html","pubDate":"Mon, 15 Feb 2010 19:18:59 GMT","title":"New Beginnings","author":"ebon_earth","link":"https:\/\/ebon-earth.livejournal.com\/2173.html","description":"
Believe it or not, this is the first time I’ve ever really had<\/i> a journal. Never really got the whole “Putting your thoughts and secrets out there for the world to see”<\/i> concept. I like to keep my thoughts in my head, thanks.

But<\/i><\/b>, since this is pretty much an obligation to work with Dickey’s, I suppose I’ll just have to make due. Dunno why anyone wants to read a whore’s diary, but whatever get’s you off I guess.

There’s not a whole lot to tell about me. I like… Junk food, kicking ass, playing sports, knives, fast wheels, setting fires, blowing shit up, all the good stuff, really. If it’s fun, I’m probably interested...

I’m doubling as tech support and an escort, full-time, all that good shit. Not going to school, been there, done that, blah blah blah. Might<\/i> go again if I get bored or want to pump up the résumé, though. Till then I’ll just have to enjoy sittin’ back and gettin’ paid to be the pretty\/sexy\/bitchy thing I am.

Oh, and if anyone’s wondering? This is me.

\"Photobucket\"<\/a>
See ya ‘round.<\/center>
<\/a><\/span>","comments":"https:\/\/ebon-earth.livejournal.com\/2173.html?view=comments#comments","category":["public","ic"]},{"guid":"https:\/\/ebon-earth.livejournal.com\/1996.html","pubDate":"Sat, 13 Feb 2010 00:01:23 GMT","title":"PRIVATE - Settling in","author":"ebon_earth","link":"https:\/\/ebon-earth.livejournal.com\/1996.html","description":"
Would you believe it\u2019s taken a week to get everything situated here? Admittedly, the first few days I was too doped up to move and the days since my heavy lifting privileges were nixed, but I\u2019m just about set up for my stay.

Naruto\u2019s place is nice, no surprise there, and there were some nice hiding spots to put my armory, he knows me well, already had most of the place set up.

Other than that, I\u2019ve gotten quite a bit of homework done on my boys and their new lives. Interesting to say the least\u2026

While I\u2019m still not entirely certain that I plan to stick around for good, I\u2019m inclined to give this place a fair shake, since it\u2019s got everything I need, except for some quality reliable dick. Course that\u2019s because my usual supply is dried up thanks to some certain individuals going soft on me and looking for something more stable<\/i> and committed. Oughtta committhem<\/i> is what I should do\u2026

In any case, I should start looking into things while I\u2019m making up my mind. It\u2019ll make things easier if I stay.

Gonna need some income. I\u2019ve got some money saved up thanks to Gramps and the fact that I sold most of my shit in Boston<\/strike>, but I\u2019m not gonna touch it unless I have to. My other account\u2019s gonna dry up quick in this town. I\u2019ll have to contact Whirly about that job he mentioned, haven\u2019t been up for hearing about it lately, but I\u2019m getting there. I\u2019ve got an idea what it will be, he usually doesn\u2019t call on me unless he\u2019s hard up for my special brand of assistance<\/i>\u2026 Still, things like that aren\u2019t exactly a common thing, and even if the pay is usually way too good especially when it\u2019s him<\/strike>. Besides, even that wont cover the crap I want to buy here.

Other than that gonna need some transport. Knowing Naruto he\u2019s got that little head plotting ways to make me feel like a moochy bum, he always does, but ideally I\u2019ll find something for myself before he has a chance. Maybe I\u2019ll find a nice bike around. If the new ninjas had my color I\u2019d be stoked but I haven\u2019t seen any colors other than red black and titanium. Black\u2019s pretty hot though, might go for that in the meantime. After my next payday that is.

Better start looking into places too. Can\u2019t exactly bring anyone over here for fun, would be weird, like fuckin in your granny\u2019s bed or somethin. Guess now I can look into some real estate and find myself a nice little dream home. Something with a basement, and soundproofed walls I think\u2026

Anyway, looks like I\u2019ll be a busy girl for a while. Think I\u2019ll go bug Shaker at work sometime, maybe see if they\u2019re accepting\u2026 Applications\u2026

The look on his face would be priceless<\/i>\u2026

...Think I'll go out this weekend. Maybe go see an old friend...<\/span>","comments":"https:\/\/ebon-earth.livejournal.com\/1996.html?view=comments#comments","category":["this is gonna be fun","private","pondering","ic"]},{"guid":"https:\/\/ebon-earth.livejournal.com\/1791.html","pubDate":"Sat, 06 Feb 2010 18:30:32 GMT","title":"PRIVATE - What have we here...","author":"ebon_earth","link":"https:\/\/ebon-earth.livejournal.com\/1791.html","description":"So I was nosing around earlier tonight, getting a feel for things around here and I found this lovely little blog.

Naturally, I had to join. Honestly, all my favorite people in one place? Who'd'a guessed?

California's pretty tolerable for the moment. We'll see if I decide to stick around.


...By the way?  Stab wounds fucking suck<\/strong><\/em>.


The bar fight?  Totally<\/em><\/strong> worth it. <\/span>","comments":"https:\/\/ebon-earth.livejournal.com\/1791.html?view=comments#comments","category":["this is gonna be fun","private","pondering","ic"]},{"guid":"https:\/\/ebon-earth.livejournal.com\/1320.html","pubDate":"Sat, 06 Feb 2010 10:41:03 GMT","title":"OOC - HMD","author":"ebon_earth","link":"https:\/\/ebon-earth.livejournal.com\/1320.html","description":"
\"Photobucket\"<\/a><\/a><\/center>\n\n

\n\nLove her? Hate her? Let me know.","comments":"https:\/\/ebon-earth.livejournal.com\/1320.html?view=comments#comments","category":["critique","comments","ooc","hmd","tsuchi","kurotsuchi"]},{"guid":"https:\/\/ebon-earth.livejournal.com\/1131.html","pubDate":"Sat, 06 Feb 2010 10:37:05 GMT","title":"OOC - Plotty Plots are Plotty","author":"ebon_earth","link":"https:\/\/ebon-earth.livejournal.com\/1131.html","description":"
\"\"<\/a> 
The Plot Bunny<\/small><\/center>


If you want to have a little playtime with Tsuchi here, let me know.","comments":"https:\/\/ebon-earth.livejournal.com\/1131.html?view=comments#comments","category":["plot post","ooc","tsuchi","kurotsuchi"]},{"guid":"https:\/\/ebon-earth.livejournal.com\/818.html","pubDate":"Sat, 06 Feb 2010 10:12:18 GMT","title":"OOC - What Wicked Webs We Weave","author":"ebon_earth","link":"https:\/\/ebon-earth.livejournal.com\/818.html","description":"Since Tsuchi's going to be all up in everybody's business, I thought I'd put this up to keep straight who's what.

Hinata
<\/strong>- Back when Kurotsuchi was still young to the computerized arts she got tech lessons from one of her employer's associates, who always had a new gadget to be excited about, the majority of which were showcased in magazines he got from Japan, because God knows they're always ten steps ahead of the rest of the world<\/sub><\/strike>. He<\/em> couldn't read <\/em>Japanese, so most of the specs he googled.  Tsuchi wasn't satisfied with that, and looked into finding who could translate things for her.  Eventually she found someone bilingual who was willing to translate the articles, and eventually to teach her the language so she could read it without having to wait for translation.  They developed a friendship of sorts, one that's survived the years that have passed since.","comments":"https:\/\/ebon-earth.livejournal.com\/818.html?view=comments#comments","category":["ooc","connections","relationships","tsuchi","kurotsuchi"]},{"guid":"https:\/\/ebon-earth.livejournal.com\/637.html","pubDate":"Sat, 06 Feb 2010 10:08:01 GMT","title":"OOC - Bio","author":"ebon_earth","link":"https:\/\/ebon-earth.livejournal.com\/637.html","description":"Name:<\/b> Kurotsuchi (Tsuchi to friends)
Age:<\/b> 23 (though she can pass for most any age in that decade depending on what she wears and how she acts)
Birthday:<\/b> September 25th 1987

Sexuality:<\/b> Pansexual in theory, Picky Pansexual in practice (If you’re good enough and hot enough, she’ll give you a shot.)

Employment:<\/b>
Tech Head at Hush
Full-time escort


Appearance:<\/u><\/b>

PB:<\/b> Eliza Dushku<\/a>

Hair:<\/b> Brown
Eyes: <\/b>Brown
Height:<\/b> 5’7”
Weight: <\/b>128 lbs
Cup-size:<\/b> C

Personality:<\/b>


Tsuchi’s the type of girl that’s easy to get along with, her philosophy on life more or less adhering to the simple adage: “Don’t sweat the petty things, and don’t pet the sweaty things.” Or something like that. She doesn’t let the bullshit of everyday life get to her, blowing off setbacks and working around complications, adaptive by nature, yet despite that flexibility she can be pretty stubborn when she wants to be. When she sees something-or someone<\/i>-interesting, conventional methods can do little to keep her from pursuing it. Rejection is only a mild irritation to her, and she has a tendency to get the things she wants eventually.

She is known for her sharp wit and sarcastic tendencies, though her teasing usually comes from an affectionate place, and she very rarely lashes out, never one to start a fight (though she’ll gladly finish one). She can be quite playful when the mood strikes her, and Tsuchi uses that playfulness to diffuse awkward social situations, relying on her flirtatious charm and confident demeanor to get her through. Manners and tact are inconsequential to her, and she doesn’t waste her time sugarcoating things. That isn’t to say that she doesn’t know how<\/i> to behave, she was taught all the essentials of performing in tense situations, she merely prefers a more direct approach to life than to waste time worry about what people think about her. If someone doesn’t like her, fuck ‘em, plain and simple.

When it’s time to get down to business, Tsuchi does<\/i> have a serious side, understanding all too well that sometimes it just isn’t the time or the place to fuck around. She takes a great deal pride in her accomplishments, and works hard so that she can play hard, which she does, and with great pleasure. Tsuchi’s the kind of girl who likes sports and physical exercise in general, preferring to be active over living a boring, sedentary life, and she’s up for just about anything so long as she enjoys doing it. In addition to her active nature she can be a bit of a tech geek, having spent most of her youth learning about computers rather than wasting time with other kids, and most of her high school years were spent juggling computer courses and hanging out in the auto shop with the grease monkeys.

More often than not, Tsuchi comes off as a tough tomboy kinda gal, which is really pretty accurate. She eats junk food, she wrestles with guys, and she’d rather have her hands on a motherboard or a carburetor than maintaining a manicure. She does have girly tendencies, of course, she gets her nails done and all the extras when she needs to look good, and takes a great deal of pleasure dressing in her bombshell best when she’s going for a night out. Tsuchi’s got the whole package, she’s smart, she’s hot, she’s amazing<\/i> in bed, and she knows<\/b> it, and has no qualms about enjoying those things to the fullest. Add that to the down-to-earth realism she possesses and you’ve got someone perfectly inclined to prefer no-strings fun over romance, which she has no faith in regardless.

Her ideals on justice and morality are a bit skewed, and her thirst for excitement can lead her down dangerous and at times illegal paths. She doesn’t worry about whether what she’s doing is right<\/i>, per se, so long as it gets the job done, and if people get hurt in the process, then it’s their own damn problem. She does have some<\/i> loyalty, reserving it for those who matter, but as far as the general public is concerned, get out of the way or get stomped on, that’s’ your own problem.

History:<\/b>

TBA<\/a>
","comments":"https:\/\/ebon-earth.livejournal.com\/637.html?view=comments#comments","category":["bio","ooc","tsuchi","kurotsuchi"]},{"guid":"https:\/\/ebon-earth.livejournal.com\/281.html","pubDate":"Sat, 06 Feb 2010 08:08:40 GMT","title":"OOC - App","author":"ebon_earth","link":"https:\/\/ebon-earth.livejournal.com\/281.html","description":"\ufeff\nPLAYER INFORMATION<\/u><\/b>\n
Name\/Nickname:<\/b> Kitty \n
AIM\/E-mail\/Contact:<\/b> \n
AIM: AmethystOrbsHime\n
Email: AmethystOrbsHime@aim.com (This is also my G-doc account, btw) \n
LJ:<\/b> <\/a>Hinata\u2019s\/Amethyst_Orbs<\/b><\/a><\/span> \n
Are you over the age of 18?<\/b> 21 and a half mah bitches!\n
Where'd you find us?<\/b> I play here already? X3 \n
\n
CHARACTER INFORMATION<\/u><\/b>\n
Character Name:<\/b> Kurotsuchi<\/a> Kage (Since no one knows her we\u2019ll just call her Tsuchi for short. Catchy, ne?) \n
PB for your character:<\/b> Eliza Dushku *unf*<\/a>\n
Character's sexuality:<\/b> Tsuchi doesn\u2019t believe in sexual boundaries. If you\u2019re good enough and hot enough, she\u2019ll give you a shot. (Is it possible to be a picky pansexual? XD)<\/small>\n
Character's age:<\/b> 23 (though she can pass for most any age in that decade depending on what she wears and how she acts) And which pb pic I use at the time...<\/strike><\/small>\n
\n
Character's personality:<\/b>\n
\u00a0\n
Tsuchi\u2019s the type of girl that\u2019s easy to get along with, her philosophy on life more or less adhering to the simple adage: \u201cDon\u2019t sweat the petty things, and don\u2019t pet the sweaty things.\u201d Or something like that. She doesn\u2019t let the bullshit of everyday life get to her, blowing off setbacks and working around complications, adaptive by nature, yet despite that flexibility she can be pretty stubborn when she wants to be. When she sees something-or someone<\/i>-interesting, conventional methods can do little to keep her from pursuing it. Rejection is only a mild irritation to her, and she has a tendency to get the things she wants eventually.\n
\u00a0\n
She is known for her sharp wit and sarcastic tendencies, though her teasing usually comes from an affectionate place, and she very rarely lashes out, never one to start a fight (though she\u2019ll gladly finish one). She can be quite playful when the mood strikes her, and Tsuchi uses that playfulness to diffuse awkward social situations, relying on her flirtatious charm and confident demeanor to get her through. Manners and tact are inconsequential to her, and she doesn\u2019t waste her time sugarcoating things. That isn\u2019t to say that she doesn\u2019t know how<\/i> to behave, she was taught all the essentials of performing in tense situations, she merely prefers a more direct approach to life than to waste time worry about what people think about her. If someone doesn\u2019t like her, fuck \u2018em, plain and simple. \n
\u00a0\n
When it\u2019s time to get down to business, Tsuchi does<\/i> have a serious side, understanding all too well that sometimes it just isn\u2019t the time or the place to fuck around. She takes a great deal pride in her accomplishments, and works hard so that she can play hard, which she does, and with great pleasure. Tsuchi\u2019s the kind of girl who likes sports and physical exercise in general, preferring to be active over living a boring, sedentary life, and she\u2019s up for just about anything so long as she enjoys doing it. In addition to her active nature she can be a bit of a tech geek, having spent most of her youth learning about computers rather than wasting time with other kids, and most of her high school years were spent juggling computer courses and hanging out in the auto shop with the grease monkeys. \n
\u00a0\n
More often than not, Tsuchi comes off as a tough tomboy kinda gal, which is really pretty accurate. She eats junk food, she wrestles with guys, and she\u2019d rather have her hands on a motherboard or a carburetor than maintaining a manicure. She does have girly tendencies, of course, she gets her nails done and all the extras when she needs to look good, and takes a great deal of pleasure dressing in her bombshell best when she\u2019s going for a night out. Tsuchi\u2019s got the whole package, she\u2019s smart, she\u2019s hot, she\u2019s amazing<\/i> in bed, and she knows<\/b> it, and has no qualms about enjoying those things to the fullest. Add that to the down-to-earth realism she possesses and you\u2019ve got someone perfectly inclined to prefer no-strings fun over romance, which she has no faith in regardless.\n
\u00a0\n
Her ideals on justice and morality are a bit skewed, and her thirst for excitement can lead her down dangerous and at times illegal paths. She doesn\u2019t worry about whether what she\u2019s doing is right<\/i>, per se, so long as it gets the job done, and if people get hurt in the process, then it\u2019s their own damn problem. She does have some<\/i> loyalty, reserving it for those who matter, but as far as the general public is concerned, get out of the way or get stomped on, that\u2019s\u2019 your own problem. A part of this apathy could stem from the fact that she\u2019s been burned several times in the past, and there might be some lingering resentment. Try as she might to show the contrary, Tsuchi does feel pain, though such things are buried deep, stubbornly hidden from the light of day.\n
\n
SAMPLE<\/b><\/u>\n
Sample roleplay:<\/b>\n
\u00a0\n
Tsuchi grunted as she put the last bag in the trunk, staring at the duffels that carried her life within them. Some clothes, some shoes, a few knickknacks and trinkets safely wrapped and stored amongst the mess. It was strange to look at her life in the terms of a few old sea bags, a backpack, and a laptop case. Then again, it was a lot better than 7-7-3 of dirt and a pine box with nails in the lid, so she supposed it was all relative, really.\n
\u00a0\n
\u2018Ugh\u2026 I have not had nearly<\/b> enough booze to be getting philosophical yet\u2026\u2019<\/i>\n
\u00a0\n
She ran a hand through her hair and pulled a pack of smokes from her jacket pocket, flicking open her Zippo and taking a long, soothing drag of acrid smoke. She held it in until her lung burned, thinking over the list of things to do as she exhaled a cloud of billowing white. Her clothes were set, as were her shoes, and she\u2019s shipped her weaponry ahead of time, Naruto should have received the box sometime the day before, her knives holstered and her guns neatly packaged in small, harmless pieces. She\u2019d wasted the last of her bullets a few days before when she\u2018d first started packing, cleaning her guns one by one before packing them away, as protective of her weapons as some were of children. Everything else of value was stored in her computer, filed away and encrypted to keep anyone from getting in accidentally.\n
\u00a0\n
She glanced up when the front door opened and shut, a muscular guy who was a good five inches taller than her grunting.\n
\u00a0\n
\u201cReady?\u201d\n
\u00a0\n
She nodded, her lips pursing as she took one last drag and snuffed out the half-smoked cancer stick, putting it back in the pack as she exhaled slowly.\n
\u00a0\n
\u201cYeah\u2026 All set\u2026\u201d\n
\u00a0\n
He twirled his key ring around his finger as he strolled down the steps, moving around to the driver\u2019s side.\n
\u00a0\n
\u201cFinally\u2026 Been waitin\u2019 to get ridda ya for years now.\u201d\n
\u00a0\n
She smirked and slid into the passenger seat, not even bothering to put on the seatbelt. It wasn\u2019t as though a strip of cloth could really save her, a wreck was the least of her troubles, really.\n
\u00a0\n
\u201cYeah, well, lucky you.\u201d\n
\u00a0\n
He didn\u2019t even bother mentioning the safety belt, rarely remembering to wear it himself anymore. Instead he chuckled, putting on a radio station that he knew would drive her nuts.\n
\u00a0\n
\u201cThere ya go, they\u2019re even playin your song.\u201d\n
\u00a0\n
She scowled, shooting a glare his way.\n
\u00a0\n
\u201cFuck you, Eddie.\u201d\n
\u00a0\n
He smirked, turning toward the highway.\n
\u00a0\n
\u201cYou said no, remember?\u201d\n
\u00a0\n
She rolled her eyes, staring out the window at the passing scenery, her arms crossed over her chest. They rode in silence as they made it through the side streets, finally getting on the highway and heading downtown to the airport. \n
\n
Eddie took turns watching her and the road, trying to find some clue that she was alright, even knowing that she wasn\u2019t. The girl was a damn firecracker even on a bad day, but this rough spot she was going through didn\u2019t seem to be ending, and whatever she was headed for, he hoped it would help her.\n
\u00a0\n
\u201cYou\u2019re allowed to come back anytime, y\u2019know\u2026 She said you were welcome to come home whenever\u2026\u201d\n
\u00a0\n
She lowered her gaze, watching the lines on the asphalt blur.\n
\u00a0\n
\u201cYeah, well\u2026 Don\u2019t hold your breath.\u201d\n
\u00a0\n
She needed to get the hell out. Out of Boston, out of this shitty business, out of her mind, or maybe she\u2019d been out of that for too long already. Her eyes fell closed and she focused on thoughts of sunshine and beaches and hot bodies, anything to distract her from the shit she was leaving behind. \n
\n
\u2018This is going to be a good<\/b> thing, remember?\u2019<\/i>\n
\n
The thought alone made her sigh. \n
\n
\u2018At least you\u2019ll have friends there\u2026 That\u2019s why you\u2019re going, haven\u2019t seen \u2019em in too long\u2026 Friends\u2026 Beaches\u2026 Sunshine\u2026\u2019<\/i>\n
\n
Her mind started to drift after a moment, sunshine turning to flame before her eyes, shadowed shapes writhing within it. She jolted awake when the car jerked into a different lane, the horn sounding eerily like a young girl\u2019s scream. \n
\n
Eddie risked a glance in her direction, spotting her wide-eyed expression and knowing that she\u2019d dozed off on him. He muttered a low curse, his hand patting the fist at her thigh.\n
\n
\u201cMy bad, kid. Shitty drivers. Go on back to havin sexy dreams of me.\u201d\n
\u00a0\n
The touch grounded her long enough for her expression to smooth out again, the dream pushed aside and forgotten, chocolate brown eyes rolling as she scoffed.\n
\u00a0\n
\u201cMore like nightmares... Last thing I need is seein your beer gut in my sleep.\u201d\n
\u00a0\n
He smirked but stayed quiet, peeking at her in the corner of his eye every once in a while. She hadn\u2019t slept well in the last few months, before that most likely, unless you consider self-medicated comas sleep, and the stress of preparing for her so-called \u201cvacation\u201d had obviously taken it\u2019s toll. Besides, she always slept better in cars, at least when she didn\u2019t have a moron behind the wheel, and Eddie was usually a decent driver. Usually.\u00a0 \n
\n
The remainder of the ride passed in relative silence, leaving Tsuchi more or less alone with her thoughts. It wasn\u2019t long before she learned that she almost preferred Eddie\u2019s yammering to the silence.\n
\n
\u2018Stop being a pussy. Shit happens, and it\u2019s never bothered you before. Get the fuck over it and get some sleep.\u2019<\/i>\n
\n
Tsuchi closed her eyes, refusing to be tense when she was about to go on vacation. To hell with the world, she just wanted things to be back to normal again. She didn\u2019t even realize she\u2019d started to doze again until she felt a nudge to her shoulder.\n
\n
\u201cHey. We\u2019re here\u2026\u201d\n
\n
She blinked at the harsh lighting of the airport terminal, running a hand through her hair as she climbed out of the car. Eddie didn\u2018t even get out of his seat, the engine still idling as she got her bags out of the trunk and slipped the curb attendant a ten for his help. \n
\n
\u201cHey kid.\u201c\n
\n
She leaned down into the car, a brow arched.\n
\n
\u201cWhat, old man?\u201d\n
\n
He smirked and gave her a nod.\n
\n
\u201cTake care of yourself.\u201d\n
\n
She shrugged and shut the door, waving the car off. As it rode into the night she sighed and turned away, her murmur low.\n
\n
\u201cTry not to get killed, Eddie\u2026\u201d\n
\n
After a minute spent checking in her bags she inside out of the cold and strolling off the escalator, a rolling bag at her side and an old backpack slung over her shoulder. She studied the airport as she strolled through the line at security, already used to the drill. Backpack, jacket, shoes, laptop bag, laptop, and finally<\/i> she stepped through the screening area, getting redressed without complaint. That her bags had made it through the x-ray without setting off warning bells made her smirk faintly, flipping her hair over her shoulder as she strolled over to the restroom, bags in tow. Less than three minutes later was strolling along to the gates, her pockets now stashing the weapons she\u2019s managed to stow in her bag earlier that day.\n
\n
\u2019Amateurs\u2026\u2019<\/i>\n
\u00a0\n
Tsuchi stopped over at one of the bars on the way to her gate, downing a few shots of whatever was hard and read as she scoped out the place, old habits dying hard. The airport was pretty empty at this time of night, she noted as she headed over to the Mickey D\u2019s not far away down the corridor. She grabbed herself some burgers and fries and a huge coke for the road, munching as she strolled along down the winding terminal. It wasn\u2019t so bad, waiting for her flight to start boarding, though that was probably because the booze had given her a pleasant pre-flight buzz to enjoy in the meantime.\n
\n
By the time she finished her fries and a cheeseburger she\u2019d meandered into an overpriced souvenir shop, burning off excess energy by wandering so as to tire herself out some for the long flight. She snagged some junky food to indulge in on the plane, going for the nice chewy, salty, and\/or sweet treats to keep her occupied. One good thing about growing up poor? Good food could make any<\/i> situation seem better. She found herself a decent puzzle book while the overworked clerk rang her up, glancing over it. She tossed it on the pile last second, on the off chance that her laptop\u2019s spare power packs ran low.\u00a0 Sure, it wasn\u2019t likely<\/i>, but, what the Hell, anything\u2019s<\/i> possible. Once her backpack was overflowing with junk she headed for her gate, satisfied that she\u2019d wasted enough time for the moment.\n
\n
\u2019Let\u2018s get this fuckin show on the road. Tired\u2019a this place\u2026\u2019<\/i>\n
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Once her shit was stowed and her ass was in the seat Tsuchi sighed, pulling the puzzle book from her inner jacket pocket and drawing a pen from a pouch of the bag at her feet. Gingerly gripping the pen in her teeth she thumbed through the pages, bypassing the crosswords and such in favor of a nice word search. She had a particular order in which she always did these things, starting with the easiest bits first to warm herself up for some brain teasers. Word searches were by far the easiest, especially for someone that\u2019s able to look and see<\/i> at the same time. Some people have to search every line, every letter<\/i> for a connection. Tsuchi, on the other hand, could stare at the puzzle as a whole, scanning multiple lines at a time, all the while running through the list of words in her mind. Her eyes sought out appropriate letter groupings on their own, scanning horizontally, vertically, and diagonally as one. It wasn\u2019t a particularly difficult task, for the most part she merely looked at the page and marked the words when they jumped out at her, all without putting much effort into it. Still, there was always that faint sense of satisfaction when she crossed off the last word in the list, glancing idly to the clock on her phone, the digital numbers twenty minutes past their takeoff time.\n
\u00a0 \n
She noted the delay with little interest, having expected as much. She never did<\/i> have much faith in airlines. Too many delays, too many lost bags, too much bullshit for her to rely on them to do much anything right the first time, except of course take her money. She didn\u2019t have anything against them really, she just knew that flying was always going to be Hell to her. Naturally, this time, was hardly any different from any other.\n
\u00a0\n
\u2019I wonder if being right is always supposed to suck this much\u2026\u2019<\/i> \n
\n
She sat back in her seat, counting down the seconds until she went up and smacked whoever was responsible for the delay.\n
\n
\u2018Next time, I need to just get a car and drive there\u2026\u2019<\/i>\u00a0\n
\n
Fortunately they did<\/i> eventually get everyone on board and ready, though, naturally, that wasn\u2019t going to be the end of it. If it were, what fun would that be?\n
\n
The plane wasn\u2019t even in the air when the baby a few rows back started wailing, and Tsuchi had to wonder what kind of moron takes a kid that young on a plane? Kids shouldn\u2019t travel before they\u2019re old enough to know how to shut the fuck up and sit still for the ride. It was like taking a baby on Space Mountain. All you\u2019re gonna do is make \u2018em miserable, on top of making everyone else<\/i> miserable and pissed<\/i>. Tsuchi, for one, merely pulled her hair into a messy ponytail and tugged her headphones from her bag, settling the earphones in place and plugging the jack into the radio console. This was always the worst part, waiting for them to get high enough in the air that she could pull out her laptop. No matter what, it always seemed to take forever. The music was crap, of course, no surprise there, but it sure as hell beat the \u201cStupid People Shouldn\u2019t Breed\u201d soundtrack coming from behind her, so she tolerated it for the sake of the last vestiges of sanity left in her. Thankfully, the plane eventually leveled out, and things got a lot more tolerable once her ears had popped and the pressure was normal.\n
\n
\u2019You\u2019d think by now we could\u2019ve invented a better way to travel\u2026\u2019<\/i>\n
\n
She glanced up when the little seat belt light went off, muttering that it was about time before reaching down for her bag. The laptop that was still on standby mode as she pulled it out, plugging the headphones in while everything loaded back up. After a moment to check that the x-ray hadn\u2019t damaged anything she sighed, opening up a game of Spider Solitaire. After a few clicks into the first round she pulled up her music, her iTunes more or less overflowing with potential entertainment. \n
\u00a0\n
\u2018One to two\u2026 Two to three\u2026 Eight to nine\u2026 Jack to queen to king\u2026 Woohoo, I win\u2026<\/i>\n
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It didn\u2019t take long for her to run out of interest in her practically medieval<\/i> offline games she put on a different album play list, the loud music managing to drown out the still-screaming child. Then, once the nosy-ass flight attendant finally passed by for what had better<\/i> be the last time, she gave her internet connection a test, one of her instant messengers popping up instantly.\n
\nShallowGrave has signed in.\n\n
And within five seconds of that, she received a message.\n
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wetalldatime\n\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0You killed my #1, fuck!\n
\n
The brunette smirked, amused at how pissed this chick was about losing a character in a video game, especially one centered around the mafia, where death was a given.\n
\n
ShallowGrave:\u00a0\n\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0Is this the part where I'm supposed to apologize and give you a cookie?\u00a0 I wasn't aware we were playing the Sesame Street version.\n
\n
Okay, so maybe she was<\/i> goading them. A little. It didn\u2019t make it any less entertaining.\n
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wetalldatime\n\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0FUCK YOU MAN!!!!!!!!\n\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0HE WAS MY FUCKING #1.. How the fuck you get to him?\u00a0 All my shit is tight! TIGHT GOD DAMMIT! How the hell did you infiltrate?\n
\n
She stifled a snort with a faint cough, her smirk widening slightly. Sometimes, they just make it too<\/i> easy.\n
\n
ShallowGrave:\n\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0You'd be amazed how many tight spots I can fit into.\u00a0 Sometimes all it takes is a little luck, other times you need a bit of lube to get the job done.\u00a0 In your case, having a back door that's wide open does the trick too.\n
\n
Tsuchi sipped her coke, wondering idly why their conversations were always filled with such blatant innuendo. Okay, so it wasn\u2019t a big shock for her, she was always like that, but it was still odd to meet her match in that regard. \n
\n
wetalldatime\n\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0Shit! ASS WIPE! My backdoor ain't never gonna be open to YOU!! What the fuck you talking about.... I had two guards on the front a sniper covering the back and plenty of hidden *surprises* .. GODDAMMIT YOU GOT A MOLE? Son of a BITCH!\n
\n
She rolled her eyes, having no intention to sharing her tricks. What kind of amateur magician did that?\n
\n
ShallowGrave:\n\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0Now, now\u2026 Flattery will get you nowhere, especially when it's directed at the wrong person.\u00a0 My mother never made the Bitch category, that bar was too high for her to reach.\n
\n
The old guy next to her started hacking up a lung and she sighed, rubbing at an itch beneath her eye with the back of her knuckle.\n
\n
\u2018God I hate flying\u2026\u2019<\/i>\n
\n
wetalldatime\n\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0..................SHIT MAN.... don't talk to me about fucked up bitches .. The bitch that drop me coined the god damn word. Flattery... shit I cant believe I'm losing to a no dick mother fucker like you.... Keep that lube ready you gonna need it..when I tan your ass..\n
\n
Her fingers flew over the keys with practiced accuracy, chocolate orbs shining with amusement. If anything could take her mind off the assholes surrounding her, this bitch could.\n
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ShallowGrave:\n\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0Ooh, feisty, I like it.\u00a0 I actually don't doubt that, you know what they say about the apple and the tree...\u00a0 Relax Princess, it's not like your #1 can't be brought back.\n
\n
She ran a hand over her hair, tightening the ponytail after a moment, smirking at how random this chick could be. Definitely had to have some ADD in that fucked up little head to be able to turn into tangents so readily.\n
\n
wetalldatime\n\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0Fuck you man... You know he can only come back on level one.. with a pussy combat knife... This is fucked up.. . don't you worry you gonna see for yourself ... your #1 ass is grass..\n
\n
Tsuchi didn\u2019t mention that she would never guess who her real #1 was, nor that she didn\u2019t trust any of her little peons enough to give them the official title. It was unimportant, and sharing was hardly a rule of the game.\n
\n
ShallowGrave:\n\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0Hey, if that's what you want to believe, I can't stop you...\n
\n
She shrugged despite the fact that they couldn\u2019t see her, ignoring the occasional odd look that she received from those around her. For all they knew, she could be watching a movie or somethin.\n
\n
wetalldatime\n\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0Where you learn to play... nobodies got the jump on me like this before.. You hackin my system.. Shit feels like you breathing down my neck.. where ya from anyway?\n
\n
The young woman arched a brow, rereading the questions and attempting to guess what they were getting at. Too many questions in succession for it to be innocent curiosity, but she supposed they were harmless enough for the moment. She smirked as she typed, having no intention of making it easy for them. After all\u2026 Where\u2019s the fun in that?\n
\n
ShallowGrave:\n\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0You pick things up after a while, just have to know how to work the system.\u00a0 And I'm offended. If I were hacking your system, I would be having much<\/b><\/i> more fun than just killing one of your boys.\u00a0\u00a0 I come from many places.\u00a0 Technically?\u00a0 The womb.\u00a0 Astronomically? Earth.\u00a0 Theologically?\u00a0 I ain\u2019t even touchin that one.\n
\n
Her smirk widened, feeling more than a bit smug. Anyone who heard her talk wouldn\u2019t think she\u2019d know the big words, let alone spell them right. Those people clearly didn\u2019t know her very well. You don\u2019t get kickass grades without knowing a little something after all.\n
\n
wetalldatime\n\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0Just sucks...you beating my ass like I'm nothing... just asking man. No offense. Fuck technically bullshit.. I'm in California..you wouldn't believe where i work... put it this way I put down assholes for a living..\n
\n
\u2018Aww, she takes this shit seriously. How cute\u2026\u2019<\/i>\n
\n
ShallowGrave:\n\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0Heh, try getting stomped with something that actually matters, this shit's nothing compared to the real thing.\u00a0 Eh, right now I'm on a plane, so exactly where is pretty much anyone's guess.\u00a0 I suppose for now I'm from the mystical land of row 21, seat C.\n
\n
She tugged at her coat, shivering when one of the air vents blasted the back of her neck with cold air. \n
\n
\u2018Fuckin assholes\u2026\u2019<\/i>\n
\n
wetalldatime\n\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0Dude..you don't know me.. you name it I been through it.. seriously. Some fuck even tried to blow me up! Row 21 C..where is the first class<\/i> flight heading?\n
\n
The plane shook and she scowled, glaring toward the cockpit like that captain could actually do<\/i> something about the turbulence.\n
\n
ShallowGrave:\n\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0Psh, first class my ass...\u00a0 We're headed straight to Hell if the weather has any say in the matter, least that's my guess.\u00a0 I hate flying...\u00a0 If I'm gonna die, I'd rather be doing something fun when I do it.\u00a0 Maybe during sex.\u00a0 Or right after, \n
that would probably be fun.\n
\n
She tugged on her ponytail, deciding that it had officially been too long since she got laid. Once she got settled in California, screw responsibilities and all that shit, she was gonna have some fun<\/i>. Who knew? If she liked it there enough, she might really stay a while.\n
\n
wetalldatime\n\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0Damn straight.. I want TO FUCK MYSELF TO DEATH!! Nice diversion.. dude if you don't want to tell me just tell me to fuck off.. really. You seem like a bad ass.. you scared of little-ole-me? Are ya.. Pussy\n
\n
\u2018Hmm\u2026 Fuck yourself to death? Sounds like a party to me\u2026\u2019<\/i>\n
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ShallowGrave:\n\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0Hey now, I am a badass, I'm just not stupid enough to give details to some potential nut job who's pissed about me killing one of their boys.\u00a0 Bitches be crazy, and for all I know you could be the living incarnation of that Swimfan chick.\u00a0 Being wanted is nice, but being stalked?\u00a0 Fuck that noise.\n
\n
She smirked, stretching her arms above her head, waiting too see where this little dance was headed.\n
\n
wetalldatime\n\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0You suck man... I'm not a fucking stalker.. just asked where you going.. Telling me to fuck off works. The games cool man, its not real shit... Look you freaked out.. must mean on the real you ain't tough shit.. kinda nice to know..\n
\n
Tsuchi rolled her eyes at the petty jab at her \u201cmanhood\u201d.\n
\n
ShallowGrave:\n\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0Haha, nice try Princess, but I'm not the one being all butthurt over losing my #1...\n
\n
She arched a brow, adding a bit more as an afterthought.\n
\nShallowGrave:\n\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0...So if I tell you I'm headed to your neck of the woods you wouldn't care?\n
\n
wetalldatime\n\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0Asshole! lol! Really that's kinda cool. You don't want to hook up?\u00a0 I never met anyone that I played online before, I think it will be cool we can get drinks or something.. You name the place I'll meet you anywhere, and you can get your bodyguards to kick my ass if I get all stalkerish.. I'll let you tie me up...\n
\n
The brunette scoffed, ignoring the look her aisle mate gave her.\n
\n
ShallowGrave:\n\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0Let<\/b><\/i> me?\u00a0 Way to take all the fun out of it...\u00a0 And I don't need<\/i> bodyguards, I think I can take your candy-ass without help.\n
\n
She rubbed the back of her neck, typing with one hand.\n
\n
ShallowGrave:\n\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0Sure thing Princess, when I get a free day I'll see about looking you up.\n
\n
Sure, it was bullshit, but she<\/i> didn\u2019t need to know that.\n
\n
wetalldatime\n\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0Oh, like a challenge much? Alright, I hear ya man...\u00a0 You can try and take my<\/i> candy-ass... I'll bring the lube. Don't be a pussy.. text me here if you come to the San Fran area..\n
\n
She wondered idly what she was playing at, giving out her number to some stranger, and making sex jokes on top of it? \n
\n
\u2018She must really like playing with fire\u2026 Can\u2019t wait to see it bite her in the ass\u2026\u2019<\/i>\n
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ShallowGrave:\n\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0Tut tut, didn't anyone ever tell you not to give your number to strangers?\u00a0 ...Something tells me you were one of those kids who accepted candy from strangers and went for rides in their windowless vans; we'd probably get along nicely in that respect.\u00a0 No worries about the lube though, I've usually got some of my own.\u00a0 Not at the moment sadly, silly airport security, but it will be on the shopping list when I get where I'm going...\n\n
ShallowGrave:\n\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0And, by the way...\u00a0 I love a challenge, when it's worth the effort...\u00a0 Are you?\n
\n
She smirked, beginning to seriously consider playing this game with her.\n
\n
wetalldatime\n\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0HA, HA! You killin me with that bad-ass \"act\" dude seriously. And as far as strangers go... not sayinng cause you pussy-footed about meetin' me in the first place.. I'm let sleeping dogs lie.. dont want you to have 2nd thoughts. <--how's that for a challenge? My worth, I think you can decide that on your own. What's it matter if I stick a bounty on my head and no one wants to claim it? Seems like the hunter should set the price after he's made the collar.\n
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\u2018Oh I\u2019ll set the price, don\u2019t you worry about that for a second<\/b>\u2026\u2019<\/i>\n
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ShallowGrave:\n
We'll see who's the one putting up an act<\/i>, Princess\u2026\u00a0 I never said I wouldn't meet you, I just said I didn't intend to give you any details.\u00a0 The hunt<\/b><\/i> isn't much fun when the pray has an idea what to suspect.\u00a0 And I suppose that's a fair deal; I look forward to deciding your worth, then.\u00a0 I'm afraid I can be a bit indecisive, I like to take my time once I finally have my prize, assuming you can last the hunt.\n
\n
She knew she was treading on dangerous ground, she didn\u2019t know them anymore than they did her, but it seemed like it would be fun to take the risk for once. \n
\n
wetalldatime\n\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0Me last? My stamina will shock you... before long you'll find yourself the one seeking a clever hiding place. There wont be any with me on you ass, litterly. You're right about the fun, tell you what, how about a real life catch me if you can? Just like Mafia only, I wont shoot you in the ass, and winner gets? I have no fucking idea.. winners choice?\n
\n
\u2018You clearly have no idea who you\u2019re messing with, Princess\u2026\u2019<\/i>\n
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ShallowGrave:\n\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0Mm, can't wait.\u00a0 Been too long since someone tried to intimidate me.\u00a0 I look forward to making you eat those words, among other things<\/i>...\u00a0 A nice little game of manhunt?\u00a0 Sounds like a party, though it's almost too bad that you're going to lose.\u00a0 I can promise I won't shoot you in the ass, but I make no other promises.\u00a0 The terms sound lovely, by the way, though that could be because I know I'm going to win.\u00a0 I'll have to teach you not to write a blank check that your tight little ass can't cash.\n
\n
She scratched beneath her chin, pondering whether or not to give her a head start on the hunt.\n
\n
wetalldatime\n\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0Keep flapping those lips dude.. practice for the main course, cause I'm going to have you extremely busy. No promises works for me.. just keep in mind a hard head makes a very soft behind. \n\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0Don't dick around, I'm in it to win it. I'm not your god damn ass-atm. We'll see who's making a withdrawl and who's depositing. Lol\n
\n
\u2018Aw\u2026 Aren\u2019t they cute when they don\u2019t know any better?\u2019<\/i>\n
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ShallowGrave:\n\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0Sounds fair to me, everyone deserves to know what true oral talent is, once they earn it.\u00a0 And don't be silly.\u00a0 Every ass is mine, it's just a matter of whether or not I've staked an official claim or not.\n\n
Her smirk became a grin.\n
\n
ShallowGrave:\n\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0You can think what you like.\u00a0 You'll know who you and that ass belong to once the bruises show and you find yourself crawling to my doorstep.\u00a0\n
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\u2018It\u2019s official. I\u2019m enjoying this way too much\u2026\u2019<\/i>\n
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wetalldatime\n\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0LAY OFF THE ACID DUDE!! I don't do pet, even if your fantasy comes true and you hunt me down first, hell and high water before you collar me...call me a bitch and see me begging. I'd take the cane before I do that shit. I'm not a sore loser but you will be. Winner takes all...no bitching about it later. Gimmie a clue.. got to give me something level the playing field.\n
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ShallowGrave:\n
\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0Heh\u2026 I wish I was on acid right now\u2026\n
\n
\u2018Hmm\u2026\u2019<\/i>\n
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ShallowGrave:\n
\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0A clue? Alright, let\u2019s see\u2026 I\u2019m going to put\u2026 This<\/i><\/a>\u2026 On you\u2026 And I\u2019m going to walk you around on\u2026 Let\u2019s see\u2026 Ah, on this<\/i><\/b><\/a>... Oh. And you\u2019re going to love every minute<\/b><\/i> of it by the time I\u2019m done with you.\n
\nShe
glanced up, hearing the faint squeak of the drink cart.\n
\n
ShallowGrave:\n\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0Oops, here comes the flight attendant, time to go.\n
\n
ShallowGrave has signed out.\n
\n
She grinned and rubbed her eye with the heel of her palm, starting to feel better now that the turbulence had died down, though she suspected it could be due to the verbal spar she\u2019d just had. No doubt she\u2019d have pissed off messages waiting when she signed on next, but that\u2019s the best part, isn\u2019t it?\n
\n
She spent a few minutes checking her bases, glancing at her email inbox to see if there was anything important before blowing it off and looking for something to kill time. After a few minutes she snuck onto the Mafia game she was beta testing with Princess and arranged for one of her peons to deliver a package to her base, a parcel of level packs to increase the skill and level of whatever character it was used on. If Princess was lucky she\u2019d see it as a peace offering. If she were smart she would know that she was just toying with her.\n
\n
Once the package was delivered Tsuchi shut the laptop with a yawn, tugging the headphones out of their jack and plugging them into the arm radio console again. She carefully returned her laptop to it\u2019s pouch in her bag, securing the bag under the seat before reclining some, sighing softly. Flicking off the light above her, she glanced at the sleeping couple beside her before shutting off theirs as well, snagging the blanket from under her seat. Once she was comfortable she closed her eyes, letting the music lull her into a state of semi-conscious relaxation. She probably wouldn\u2019t sleep even if she wanted to, but she could at least relax and let her body get some rest.\n
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Tsuchi sighed as the classical music played, feeling the dull hum of the engines as they carried her to a new place, and hopefully a new life.<\/a>","comments":"https:\/\/ebon-earth.livejournal.com\/281.html?view=comments#comments","category":["app","ooc","tsuchi","kurotsuchi"]}]}}