Soul Campaign

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.xv [Audio/Video/Audio/Video/Audio/Video -- Squalo is kind of a moron.]
18 [Murderous]
requiem_no_ame wrote in soul_campaign
[That's right, you don't get to see Squalo's pretty hair this time. Wanna know why?]

VOOOII, all this fucking sand is a fucking bitch to get out of fucking hair.

[Because Squalo is annoyed enough to make every third word he speaks some variation of the word fuck, that's why.]

Is that what the fucking frogs were like? Because that was fucking laughable.

[A grunt. A grunt can mean many things, you dirty minded perverts would be disappointed, though. He's just trying to comb his hair.]

Fuck.

[Switched to Video; Filtered to Shouta]

...that wasn't nearly as bad, was it?

[A smirk, and you actually get to see him combing sand out of his hair as he works.]

Perhaps this partnership will be more entertaining than I thought.

[And that's as close to a compliment you'll get. Sneer,]

Or do you have any complaints?

[Switched to Audio; Filtered to Faye Valentine]

VOOOII, still alive, I hope? Because if you went and died just so you wouldn't have to buy me a beer, my heart would break.

[Switched to Video; Filtered to Belphegor]

[He stops brushing for a moment, staring at the camera with a frown and a squint.]

...where the fuck are you?

[Switched to Audio; Filtered to Varia/Vongola still in the city]

VOOOII, anyone seen Bel around?

[That's not worry, that's sheer fucking dread. He's the one that always cleans up Bel's mess, after all.]

[Switched to Video; Filtered to Roy Mustang]

I think I just partnered up with one of your men.

[Amused risen eyebrow.]

I think this is the part where you offer me a job.



[OOC: all replies to this are ICly delayed until the next IC day, since Squalo put it up before being dragged leaving with the rescue team.]


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[She looks up from doing her nails, which were in desperate need of attention after the sand.]......Oh, ha ha. I'm still alive and kicking, thanks. [sets aside her file]

Now would this heart-breaking be due to the loss of the beer or the loss of me?

[Diplomatic non-answer is a go!]

I'm appalled you'd think otherwise!

[There's a slight pause as she decides how to take the non-answer. Faye gives a teasing look and pretends to write a note.]

Squalo's...beer: warm...and...flat... Got it~

Am I making a personal delivery or did you want to hit the town?

[Excuse him while he chokes on a snort.]

I think we should hit town, and see if we can find exactly my kind of beer.

[She'll just pull an innocent face.]

And here I was sure I had gotten it right... Town it is.

[Have a faint leer.]

I'm quite sure I can introduce you to the right kind.

[Returned with a raised eyebrow and a flirty smile.]

Oh? See, I usually think it's good to have a certain degree of [waves a hand] flexibility when it comes to these things.

Flexibility, milady, should never compromise good taste.

[Eyebrow.]

That said, there's always ways to work things out to satisfaction.

You don't say...

Speaking of good taste, we're dressing up for this - or at least I am. There is a new cocktail dress hanging in my closet that's dying for some use.

[Eyebrow.]

Then I'll have to, too. It'd be such a shame to let you be seen with anything less than perfection.

[Yep, that was a hair flip.]






[ooc: ...this entire thread, in retrospect given the timeline? Is absolutely hilarious.]

Now that's the spirit~ [A wink.] Maybe I was wrong on my beer selection after all.



[ooc: Oh I know, right? Attacks, what attacks XD]

[A grin.]

I'm sure we'll be able to find something to both our tastes

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