"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! ]

Comments

[blindfoldcode]

[She's not as fast or as smart as she could be and she squeals. She doesn't expect to be knocked down by somebody she knows. It takes her a second to even start struggling.]

H-hey! What are you doing?!

[sharktrash]

[ By then, she's probably in the bag, so yeah. With a bit of effort, Squalo heaves her into the cart (thank fuck for lugging two cellos around, he should be able to carry a teenage girl even with his current strength), and speeds off before the security nearby can get interested in whatever's going on. ]

Relax. [ He says, and gives the bag a pat on the most extruding lump as they zoom down the isle. It's probably not encouraging in the slightest. ] You're coming with me.

[blindfoldcode]

[Considering how underweight the teenage girl is, he probably wouldn't have any trouble anyway. She flinches from the touch for a moment.]

This isn't funny! I swear to god I am going to-- [... She doesn't know what she's going to do. But she's going to do it.]

[sharktrash]

[ Excellent. Makes things easier for everyone. And hey, he can already see the exit. Looks like there are some cabs waiting. It's his fucking lucky day. ]

Voooi, do what you want but you're not getting out of this bag!!

[ UGLY HYENA LAUGHTER. ]

[blindfoldcode]

[This really seems like she's going to get murdered. Is she going to get murdered? She's going to get murdered. She didn't think she had that many enemies of this level.]

What the fuck are you doing?!

[sharktrash]

Tactical retreat. [ You know, like running away but manlier. ]

[ There's probably something of a commotion behind them by now. He slows the cart down just enough to wiggle through the spinning doors without breaking them, then hoists the Kido-bundle over his shoulder like a sack of potatoes, without much care which end should be pointing up, and dives into the nearest cab. ]

Pride HQ.

[ The driver looks concerned. ]

It's alright, we're roleplaying.

[blindfoldcode]

We are totally not! Let me out of this!

[Guess who is literally going to fight the entire way. Most of the way. At least half of the cab ride and then there will be tears once she's actually in the building WAS SQUALO SENT BY LESEDI IS SHE GOING TO DIE??]

[sharktrash]

[ PATTING THE BAG CONSOLINGLY. ]

Very good. Try it with a bit more feeling.

[ While motioning at the driver to get going. They still look dubious, but start the car and slip out into the street. ]

[ It doesn't take long for them to reach the HQ. Probably about five minutes. Squalo tosses hundred dollar bill at the driver, yells "No change!" and runs into the lobby, as fast as he can with the bag weighing him down, a manic grin on his face. There's definitely people witnessing this, but hey, he doesn't care. If it makes it to the news, well, all publicity is good publicity and so on. ]

[ There's a few more minutes in the elevator, and they're finally in the MANTICORE penthouse. Luckily, Genos happens to be out of his room, so Squalo is just going to zoom toward him and shove the bag into his arms. Or dump it on his lap if he's sitting down. ]

Heeeey! Got myself an early birthday gift! Look, our new bassist!

[ Yeah and he's plonking his ass on the couch looking terribly pleased with himself. He'll let Genos actually untie the sack himself. ]

[wounds]

[This is getting absolutely ridiculous. Now they have a reputation...]
... You stole another musician? Did you actually tell them what you were doing this time, or did you threaten them in there?

[He'll wearily untie the bag.]

[sharktrash]

[ : D ]

Pssssshh, don't be ridiculous. Of course I didn't threaten her.

[ ....he didn't say what his intentions were either, though. ]

[blindfoldcode]

[She recognizes Genos's voice at least??? So she's struggling to WIPE AWAY ALL THE TEARS BECAUSE OH GOD SHE THOUGHT SHE WAS GOING TO DIE but she is going to pretend she wasn't totally terrified???

Not that her expression has any kind of believability to it. And her face is still all wet and--

Hi she looks really stupid. But she heard everything at least.]

Y-you could've asked, you know?!

[wounds]

[SQUALO FOR GOD'S SAKE....

He'll pull out tissues and start wiping away the tears-- what a mom.]

You didn't ask her? What did you do? Just stuff her into a bag and drag her here?

[sharktrash]

[ ...fine he'll take his feet off the table and straighten up in his seat with a slight frown. ]

Uh, yeah. Pleasantries kinda slipped my mind I guess.

[ squalo just say no to drugs tbh ]

[blindfoldcode]

You could've asked! [Jesus Christ she lost ten years off her life.]

You really think this is gonna fly?! [She is going to be in so much trouble.]

[wounds]

Jin's not getting anywhere near you.

[He might get wrecked all over again, but it'd be worth it.]

[sharktrash]

Yeah, sorry. [ He doesn't sound sorry. ] I don't see why not, I've done this before.

[ Granted, last time he didn't bully over a musician from another Pride band. This could be different, so he rests his chin on his hand in thought. ]

I'm sure our manager can beat up your manager, so as long as I can convince him...

[blindfoldcode]

You're forgetting our CEO. [Very important factor.]

... You really think he can? [Genos couldn't. That went poorly.]

[wounds]

I'll fight her too.

[And then get wrecked.]

The managers are alike.

[He taps on his own chest.]

[sharktrash]

Calm down. [ puts a hand on Genos' shoulder, sit down please. ] He's decked me once, okay. That guy bench presses trucks, I'm sure he can bench press a fatso. [ So respectful. Also SOMEONE'S NOT UPDATED ON THE WHOLE MANAGERS BEING ROBOTS THING. ]

[ An annoyed sound. ] As for CEO... I'm sure me and Jecht are her favorites in this band so if anyone's got a chance at this, it's us. Unless you know someone better. [ shrug ]

[blindfoldcode]

[She gives Genos the darkest glare.] You aren't fighting anybody, I swear to god, I will shield them with my own body if you try to do something stupid like that again.

[... The look she gives Squalo is a little more hopeful? Tentatively. Confusingly. She loves her band, but--]

If you get me killed for this, I'll haunt you until the day you die.

[wounds]

[The glare was not very effective.]

Like hell anybody's hurting you.

[sharktrash]

[ Ugh fucking kids with their friendships and shit. He pinches the bridge of his nose for a moment, then yeah, he's switching to his LOUDER mode. ]

Nobody's fighting and nobody's getting hurt! I'll work it out. Just stay put and fucking chill for once.

[ Have a vague smirk back, Kido. ]

I can live with that.

[blindfoldcode]

[She shuts up immediately at louder mode. She does have one very important question.]

Why me anyway?

[wounds]

Squalo?

[sharktrash]

[ Because they needed a bassist. Because she's friends with Genos. Because everyone knows friends make the best music and support each other. Because she'd stopped coming over and because they were both hurt -- ]

[ He shrugs and leans back into the couch, putting his hands behind his head. ]

Well, you know. She was just right there and I had a cart.