"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

[stylistic_disloyalty]

Hey hey hey, who said anything about love? Romance, man! Fuck, watch your language.

[Yeah someone is allergic to the 'l' word too.]

It's a flavor. Rough sex, vanilla sex, romantic sex. I like all of it, by the way, but it seems like in our particular group of individuals, only a handful of us don't fuck like the world is ending in five minutes.

[sharktrash]

I'll go wash my mouth with soap. [ He still looks a bit offended, though. ]

[ At least they have an understanding. ]

You never know. [ Lightly, and he starts drinking the coffee again. ] Though I'd rather meet the world ending by myself than with someone who's not worth that honor.

[stylistic_disloyalty]

[Luci nods thoughtfully, sipping her coffee.] I'll probably do something crazy, because honestly I'd rather not be thinking about you alone and masturbating while the world bursts into flame.

[sharktrash]

[ oh my god ]

[ At least he doesn't spit the coffee out this time. ]

THAT'S NOT WHAT I WOULD BE DOING

[stylistic_disloyalty]

Yeah? [Luci sips her coffee some more, acting like Squalo hadn't just made the windows in the living room rattle.] What would you do? If you had a short amount of time to live?

[sharktrash]

[ This time the look he gives her is different. Like he actually knows what she's talking about, to some extent. ]

Same thing I do every day. Make the most of it. Do whatever the hell I feel like at the moment.

[ He just doesn't have that big a sex drive. Surprisingly. There are much more fun things to do, like setting malls on fire and shooting at passing cars -- oh wait. ]

[stylistic_disloyalty]

[Luci takes that in for a moment, nodding in a barely perceptible motion before smirking.]

Yeah, I wouldn't do anything else but what I want to do, either. You got me there.

[sharktrash]

[ He'll grin and toast at her with his coffee mug. ]

I'm glad we have an understanding.

[stylistic_disloyalty]

...I'd probably still want to fuck somebody though. Come on, you won't swing by for an end-of-the-world screw with me? It'd be a good time, I promise~!

[She sounds like she's trying to sell a used car.]

[sharktrash]

Sure. [ He grins. ] Or maybe I'd gather everyone who feels the same way and have you all fight to the death. The winner gets a Superb end of the world, yeah?

[stylistic_disloyalty]

Oooh, cage match for the last fuck ever. [She grins back, all teeth. Clearly there's no doubt in her mind who would win.] Sounds like a great end of the world, sign me up.

[sharktrash]

Of course. It'd be insulting to all fucking ever to make it any less of a show. [ And he clearly likes her cockiness, so whatever. ] Thought so. You're in.

[stylistic_disloyalty]

Oh, what an honor, I'll make it a good show for you. [She winks.] More coffee? I gotta file my nails into points.

[sharktrash]

Looking forward to it. [ His tone doesn't give any doubts that he really is. He considers the offer. ] Nah, I'm good. If I drink anything more it's gonna force its way out.

[stylistic_disloyalty]

Erk. [Luci makes a face but doesn't force the point.] You need anything else then? A shower? Clothes? Advil?

[sharktrash]

[ Considers. ]

I was gonna shower, yeah. Didn't think I need your permission.

[stylistic_disloyalty]

Mm... yeah I guess you don't. You've seen half the occupants of this suite naked, I think that at least grants you a shower pass.

[sharktrash]

Only half? [ Mock shock. ] Shit, I gotta step up my game.

[stylistic_disloyalty]

You boink Yuffie, I'll kick your ass, you hear me? [She points at him with her coffee-cup hand. Luci's tone suggests she's only half-joking.] She doesn't need a long-haired cellist playing with her head.

[sharktrash]

I don't think she likes me, so you don't have to worry. [ He supposes it wouldn't really matter if he wanted to, but he doesn't, so it's all good. ]