"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


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March 14th; afternoon // Junkyard Carnival penthouse // OPEN

[sharktrash]

-- 1

[ Good morning, Carnies! Or whoever happens to be there or around, anyway. There’s a guy sort of staggering about your suite like a newborn calf that’s having trouble walking. He’s probably half-naked and most likely wearing a Carnies T-shirt that’s visibly too big for him. You likely heard him in Xanxus’ room during the night, since you can’t possibly mistake that loud voice for anyone else. He also seems to have some trouble fitting through doors on the first try (still drunk from yesterday, probably), and hits his head on the frames a few times. ]

[ He does, however, manage a plenty focused glare if he spots you looking at his disarrayed state, and points at you, probably already anticipating some kind of smartass comment. ]

Don’t.


-- 2

[ Instead of leaving right away, he’ll make it to the bathroom, because nothing helps his mood, confusion and hangover better than water. ]

[ He takes a nice long piss, possibly throws up a little, showers, brushes his teeth, and then, as usual, starts checking himself out in the mirror. Turning a bit sideways, he spots something dark on the back of his shoulders. What could it be? He turns -- ]

[ A shark. A motherfucking shark tattoo, which is actually pretty cool and he doesn’t have a problem with that, but below, right above his ass -- ]

[ XX ]

[ THERE’S LOUD, ANGRY SCREAMING RINGING THROUGHOUT THE PENTHOUSE. ]

[ ...if you’re anywhere within three floors of him, you probably heard that. ]

1 OF COURSE

[stylistic_disloyalty]

[And there's Luci, in her tiny devil print matching pajamas, sipping her coffee and looking so pleased with herself.]

What~?

thought so~

[sharktrash]

[ God damn it Luci. ]

Don't start with the "I told you so"s.

I CAN ONLY BE WHAT I AM

[stylistic_disloyalty]

I said absolutely nothing.

[True, though she didn't have to smile like she'd won a prize or something.]

But I will say-- do I have to knock him upside the head, or was everybody safe, sane, and consenting? [Coffee sip.]

\ o /

[sharktrash]

[ YEAH EXACTLY. ]

[ He rubs the back of his head and sort of leans against the backrest of the couch, scowling. Boy, did you really have to ask? ]

Definitely not sane or safe.

[ But he can't deny he was fucking into it. ]

[stylistic_disloyalty]

Hm. [Luci doesn't look too thrilled about that, and she casts a disappointed look towards Xanxus' room. Only one out of three? She'll have to give Xanxus a gentle reminder about safewords.] Coffee? Tomato juice? Advil?

[sharktrash]

What. [ Look safewords are for pussies and it never even crossed Squalo's mind to establish any. He considers the options. ] You got decent coffee? Actually, I'll take the pills too. God fucking damn it I'm never drinking again. [ Now we all know that's a lie. ] As much. While high.

[stylistic_disloyalty]

[HEY THEY USED SAFEWORDS, ARE YOU SAYING SHE'S A PUSSY SQUALO? HUH? HUUUH?]

Who do you think I am, asshole? [She chuckles and heads for the kitchen. Of course they have decent coffee.]

Hey, it was your birthday. YOLO or whatever the internet says now. One day of pain is the right price to pay for a night of hardcore reveling. [She sets a mug down in front of him and pours the coffee.] How do you take it?

[sharktrash]

[ SHE SUGGESTED THEM. THEY NEVER USED IT. AND SHE'S EXCUSED BECAUSE SHE HAS A LITERAL PUSSY OKAY. ]

Not Italian, titwit. [ Ah the love is in the air. Still, he trails after her, nearly tripping over a chair, and very slowly takes a seat at the table. ] Black, no sugar. You're a fucking angel, Luci.

[stylistic_disloyalty]

[WOW BUT THEY WERE STILL IN EFFECT, GODDAMMIT, SAFE SEX IS HAPPY SEX.]

Ah, the sweet sounds of being insulted and praised in nearly the same breath. [She smiles, pouring the mug and putting the carafe back.]

No but actually, how did you take it?

[Call her a Not Italian Titwit, will you....]

[sharktrash]

[ AIN'T NOBODY GOT TIME FOR THAT. ]

[ He stares at her for a moment looking fucking lost, then slowly drags a hand over his face. Of course. Then he flashes his teeth at her. ]

With a bit of strain and a lot of lube. [ it's actually probably true since Scar Daddy is pretty packin', but, you know, it sounds like a great comeback too. ] Why, you wanna start a scrapbook?

[stylistic_disloyalty]

Can I? Let me get my Polaroid and dig through Xanxus' rubbish, BRB~

[Of course she goes nowhere, because ick no, but she's gotten her kicks.]

So are we going to see you around here more, or was this just a one-time thing?

[sharktrash]

I sure ain't gonna stop you like this!

[ Juuust gonna try drinking that coffee. Still hot, but it's fine if he sips it. He actually gives her question a moment of thought. ]

...dunno. Maybe? I mean, [ he gestures at himself, ] everyone who gets a taste of this always comes back for more, but he didn't fuckin propose or anything. [ More teeth. ] Don't worry, I'm still available.

[ ...he feels kind of weird saying this, but hey. He's not gonna swear off one Satan for another! Not yet, anyway. ]

1 because REASONS

[ace_of_hearts]

Kay.

[Ace just smirks, kind of gives a SLY smirk at that, he is clearly BUBBLING with a comment about last night, but refraining. And hands over a giant glass of orange juice and vodka. Yup, a screwdriver. No worries, it's an old pirate remedy. Not that Ace remembers the pirate part, but he has vague ticklings that this is all so very familiar.]

Gotta admit though, I was pretty impressed. The last time my crew-- family-- old band? -- went drinking that hard, they usually passed out well before making it back to base.

Anyway. Drink up! [Claps Squalo hard on the shoulders even though the bright voice is probably the last thing the man needs right now. But now that the punishment for having such a good time and getting all the ladies or whoever to himself, Ace drops his voice lower and deeper to more bass and quiet.] It'll get your liver started on something new.

omfaskdjhas

[sharktrash]

[ Squalo can SENSE THAT BUBBLING COMMENT, MOTHERFUCKER. Don't you dare. So he's actually taken offguard by the offered drink. Now, while normally he drinks vodka like water, it's probably a bad idea right now. But he takes it anyway. Or maybe he can't smell it through his hangover and thinks it's perfectly innocent juice, who knows. ]

Heh. Maybe they haven't done enough training. [ Because training for handling inhumane amounts of alcohol and developing liver made of pure titanium is clearly a thing. He takes a nice long drink from the glass and grins. ] Did you have to carry them home or did you pass out first?

[ ...yeah, definitely flinching a bit at that cheerful, loud tone, but to be fair, his own voice is probably still louder. It's like he has no inside volume. ] You seem pretty invested in my liver. I ain't selling it, just so we're clear.

XD

[ace_of_hearts]

That's all right, I'm not buying.

[He's plenty amused though, and keeps his tone quieter.] Yeah they usually said it was training, or something. I think I usually carried them back but -- [Shrugs.] I'm sure there's been an occasion or two they had to carry me.

Hence the head's up. If we're going to be working, living, and partying together, one of these days you'll probably have to pull me out of the fire just the same, right?

[Aw. Isn't he cute? Look he actually trusts Squalo to do that out of the goodness of his intentions or something. Adorable.]

[sharktrash]

Sounds like you had fun.

[ It's nice. Having family/friends/subordinates you can be stupid and enjoy life with. It's why he loves being in a band... and it's also something he dreams of. Or remembers. A ragtag bunch of lunatics yoloing into the wind and having a great time. ]

[ SO VERY CUTE. Alas, Squalo might not be particularly kind, but at least he's honest. ]

Before or after I draw dicks on your face?

[ace_of_hearts]

[Shrugs.] Whichever. It's not like no one's ever played connect-the-freckles with my face before or anything.

[sharktrash]

Fine. We have a deal. [ He'll toast at him with the remaining "juice". ] I'm around here a lot anyway.

[ace_of_hearts]

Oh good. I like a man who knows how to show up wherever he wants and still comes back because he knows he belongs.

[sharktrash]

Can't say it was difficult. [ He just like ended up sleeping with two of your bandmates and therefore it's pretty much his home here now or something. ] Got to know your band yet?

[ace_of_hearts]

[Holds a hand out and wavers it.]

Probably more my fault, I've been out setting fires and learning my way around the city. [No seriously, he was.] Got any ideas for what kind of thing they'd be into doing together? Besides barhopping, which I mean, we can do again, but maybe give them a day to recover too, yeah?

[sharktrash]

Sounds like time well spent. [ No for real he's serious. And boy does he have ideas. ] Heh. Anything from impromptu concerts in the mall to group orgies. Don't feel like you need to hold yourself back, they're probably the craziest bunch around. [ He sounds fond. ]

1/2

[ace_of_hearts]

Yeah? Impromptu concerts sound fu--

2/2

[ace_of_hearts]

[aslja6oiU^YOiuOUAYIJELKDFJAEWLJRlijdrawq]

[SAY WHAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAT]

[No wait.]

[He has to be cool.]

[It's rock and roll and punk...]

[And probably a joke, why is he even worried?!]

[BE SUAVE ACE AND--]

[OH GOD WHAT.]

Hahhh????

[....]

[HE IS NOT AS YOUNG AS HIS FRECKLES MAKE HIM LOOK OR AS NAIVE AS HE SEEMS, BUT THE SHIRTLESSNESS AND CONFIDENCE MAYBE GIVE A STRONGER IMPRESSION THAN HE INTENDS.]

Well... I try not to hold back much ever.

[.......... ?!]