"In cento anni o cento mesi, l'acqua torna a' suoi paesi."

[sharktrash]

Who: Squalo and YOU!
What: birthday catch-all! Squalo's turning 23 on the 13th. Yes he is Pisces because his character wasn't fish-related enough yet.
When: 12th-14th
Where: All around Vista city, the mall, the bars, Pride HQ, MANTICORE penthouse, Junkyard Carnival penthouse, etc.
Warnings: Squalo language, violence, substance abuse, (mentions of) banging, will update as necessary


[ prompts in comments! ]

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[alleato]

[He laughs quietly when Squalo draws back, wiping the blood from his lip and looking at his hand like something finally makes sense. It doesn't, but he wishes this insanity would keep going. It feels more real than everything else, and it hits him in the gut the way Finnick's revelations had.

The smile he offers is warm, but there's some kind of dull deadly intent that's awfully out of place.]

We're not even, but I don't really care. I'm fine. Get off of me.

[sharktrash]

[ That's nice and all, but Squalo's not moving his butt. Dino could probably throw him off if he really wants to, but. ]

Oh? I thought you wanted me to pay you back for ~saving~ me, you thirsty fuck. 'Fraid that's not enough to go down my pants. Or should I deck you again?

[alleato]

[That was a little too far. Dino looks mildly offended, and steels himself.]

I didn't give you any kind of reason to hit me again. I don't want to fuck you, for the love of--

[sharktrash]

[ He stares down at him for a moment. ]

Well that's a first.

[ He sticks his tongue out at him and gets up. All is well? Except that's totally Dino's wallet he's flipping through as he's walking away? Doesn't that bring you back to school lunchtimes... ]

[alleato]

I don't need to fuck people to have value.

[It's basically spoken to his knees as he curls them up for a moment like a child and watches Squalo take his money.

He'll just wait until the fucker leaves.

All is very far from well.]

[sharktrash]

[ Aaand a 180. He'll return the (slightly emptier) wallet by dropping it on Dino's head. ]

You trying to say something, trash?

[ DO YOU THINK HE FUCKS AROUND FOR "VALUE" WOW THIS IS SO PATHETIC AND OFFENSIVE. ]

[alleato]

I'm saying...

[Dino stands, slowly, and is his hand glowing slightly because it looks vaguely like it... yeah he's just shoving it in his pocket.]

I don't need you anymore.

[sharktrash]

[ Well, on the bright side, this doesn't make him as mad as something else might have. ]

[ But this bit of news nearly floor him. For all of his smugness and mocking the guy and pushing him away, he never actually considered he might stop pursuing him and frankly, he has no idea what to do with that. ]

[ He scowls and folds his arms. ]

Oh? Finally figured out how to grow your own spine?

[alleato]

Why would I try to talk to someone who's hell bent on disrespecting me and everything I stand for?

[Something feels really weird about what he's saying, like someone else is saying it, so he quickly scoops up his wallet and heads for the door.]

Have a nice life.

[sharktrash]

[ Omfg now he's leaving? What did he do to deserve this. (You know, aside from everything.) ]

[ He's torn between just standing there dumbfounded by this unforeseen turn of events and running after Dino like some pussy ass girl after a break up. Naturally, he settles on neither. ]

And fucking stay out! Vai a morire ammazzato! Testa di cazzo!

[ And a glare for anyone watching this scene. ]

The fuck are you looking at?! Fucking fight me!

[ Nobody wants to fight him so people quickly un-gather, and he stomps back for the bar to get himself more drunk because the day has suddenly gone to shit and he is so not letting this motherfucking asshole ruin his birthday. ]