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So, now that the place has gone the Shinning on us, I think a last-ditch shindig is in order. Any takers?
Just think of it this way. If we don't, those of us NOT allowed a few rounds without "permission" when the cameras are rolling will have a long, dry, road of drama ahead of us, and who the fuck wants that to look forward to without a last hurrah to send us off?
...Justin, you're in, I'm assuming. I'm counting you as in, you're already on the list. Make it work. Cas-man, you too. [...No, this nickname has STILL not caught on. And never will. He'd apologize, Dimitri, except he's not sorry.]
[A/N: for the duration of the breach, Richie is Rob Tramontano, a bit part actor with a horrible tendency of getting roles where he gets killed off about 20 minutes after he shows up. ...and all of those were scored through a buddy who makes movies. After scoring this role he's started thinking he's hotter shit than he actually is; he's convinced this is his Big Break (never mind the fact that his character is pretty much universally despised other than by a small die-hard group who generally gets funny looks for it) and consequently tends to act a lot cockier about things than he probably should. ...Oh, and he's also got a reputation for being more than a little...eccentric, shall we say.]
Just think of it this way. If we don't, those of us NOT allowed a few rounds without "permission" when the cameras are rolling will have a long, dry, road of drama ahead of us, and who the fuck wants that to look forward to without a last hurrah to send us off?
...Justin, you're in, I'm assuming. I'm counting you as in, you're already on the list. Make it work. Cas-man, you too. [...No, this nickname has STILL not caught on. And never will. He'd apologize, Dimitri, except he's not sorry.]
[A/N: for the duration of the breach, Richie is Rob Tramontano, a bit part actor with a horrible tendency of getting roles where he gets killed off about 20 minutes after he shows up. ...and all of those were scored through a buddy who makes movies. After scoring this role he's started thinking he's hotter shit than he actually is; he's convinced this is his Big Break (never mind the fact that his character is pretty much universally despised other than by a small die-hard group who generally gets funny looks for it) and consequently tends to act a lot cockier about things than he probably should. ...Oh, and he's also got a reputation for being more than a little...eccentric, shall we say.]
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Date: 2012-05-15 11:02 am (UTC)Spam!
Date: 2012-05-16 12:06 am (UTC)...Oh really. Got that on good authority?
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Date: 2012-05-16 12:15 am (UTC)[Kairi looks back up.] I'm sorry. It was irrational, but I was upset. And I figured the easiest way to get over it was to be rid of you in every way.
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Date: 2012-05-16 02:31 am (UTC)Two-fucking-way street, babydoll.
[...it's official. Rob is in a better mood. You can tell because he's using RIDICULOUS and outdated endearments half as sarcastically as he normally would.]
Super-classy of you. Just as a note for next time? Exploiting my guy's inability to appropriately recognize consent or a lack thereof and going to the script guys to orchestrate it because you're pissed off is a RIDICULOUSLY shitty knee-jerk reaction. Seriously. Punch me next time. Everybody'll be happier.
[...Next time? Really? Just...stop. No.more.words.]
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Date: 2012-05-16 02:43 pm (UTC)Kairi licks her lips and leans in precariously close to Rob's mouth, almost out of her chair as she holds her weight by placing her hands on the arm of his and saying with a knowing smile:] Next time? [Her eyes move from his lips to his eyes, serious.] She'll kill him.
[She makes as though she may kiss him, just to be a cockteasing bitch, but Kairi sits back down at the last minute, snickering.]
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Date: 2012-05-16 02:57 pm (UTC)...bitch.
I'm not sure she's got it in her, to tell you the truth. I mean, fuck, it's not like she didn't have the shot before.
[Well if she's going to play that way he might as well give as good as he gets.]
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Date: 2012-05-16 03:04 pm (UTC)[See if he can read between the lines. See if Rob can sort out what Kairi is really trying to tell him here.]
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Date: 2012-05-16 06:20 pm (UTC)[Kairi stands in one fluid movement, harried and flushed, meaning to leave.]
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Date: 2012-05-16 07:37 pm (UTC)Hey, wait a sec. Hang on. I'm sorry, okay? Wrong thing to say, don't act surprised. It pissed me off, hurt my feelings. Hurt my pride, which, let's be honest, is worth a little more most days. Just...let me be a prick to your face for a minute. Or...five. Whatever. I'm done now.
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Date: 2012-05-16 08:56 pm (UTC)Spam!
Date: 2012-05-16 09:09 pm (UTC)Fine. Okay. Good.
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Date: 2012-05-16 09:13 pm (UTC)[Except, she's still not moving. Still connected to him through his hand.]
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Date: 2012-05-16 09:20 pm (UTC)Yeah. Probably.
[And yet he's not really moving either.]
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Date: 2012-05-16 11:54 pm (UTC)Spam!
Date: 2012-05-17 02:02 am (UTC)...So. Uh. Yeah.
[Because that means...anything.]
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Date: 2012-05-17 02:40 pm (UTC)Lunch. We should do lunch sometime. Like, when she forgives him, or something, Eye-Dee-Kay.
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Date: 2012-05-17 06:37 pm (UTC)Yeah, sure. Definitely. That'd be good. Fun.
[It's a sign of how uncertain he is about the whole situation that he's not exceptionally chatty or verbose; ordinarily he'd go on for miles but this is just such a delicate situation that he's largely speechless.]
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Date: 2012-05-17 08:28 pm (UTC)