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[PUBLIC - video]

So I don't know what the hell's going on, other than that the Admiral fucked up again, but I feel fucking awesome.

So whatever this is this time? Bring it on.



[PRIVATE to Seth]

What'd you get?

[He saw Hoffman's got your tattoo. What the hell?]


[A/N: Richie is Affected! He and Castiel swapped that whole...self-preservation thing (or at least regard for their own bodies), so consequently Richie currently has ABSOLUTELY NO inclination towards his own well-being. No sense of pain, no hunger or concept of his own mortality. As a result, he's pretty much going to be accidentally-on-purpose looking to get into trouble to see how far he can push it.]

Date: 2012-07-12 03:55 pm (UTC)
alwayshasaplan: (don't test me)
From: [personal profile] alwayshasaplan
How do I feel? I feel like finding some fucking palooka in the hallway, beating him down, tearing off his head and shitting down his fucking neck. I don't know what I "got", but my fucking tattoo is missing and this place suddenly sucks about ten times more for no particular reason.

Date: 2012-07-13 05:38 am (UTC)
alwayshasaplan: (don't fuck with)
From: [personal profile] alwayshasaplan
I wasn't being literal. Not entirely. [Oh look, he has a mostly full bottle of whiskey. He takes a long swallow of it and wipes his mouth, scowling.]

I'll live. At least you're doing Okay. I'm just going to go beat up a heavy bag and see if that shit helps any.

...so this is a flood. Well, shit.

Date: 2012-07-13 10:52 pm (UTC)
alwayshasaplan: (holy shitballs)
From: [personal profile] alwayshasaplan
Oh.

Well, that's fucking great. [Another long pull off his whiskey bottle]

Yeah, I hope so. Truth is the damn punching bag isn't gonna cut it about now.

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Richie Gecko

It's a Dark Night

hot air hangs like a dead man
from a white oak tree
people sitting on porches
thinking how things used to be
dark night
dark night

the neighborhood was changing
strangers moving in
a new boy fell for a local girl
when she made eyes at him

she was young and pretty
no stranger to other men
but doors were being locked at night
old lines were drawn again

I thought things like that
didn't matter anymore
I thought all the blood
had been shed long ago

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