#bludluna

filth   rolls   off   the   tongue   far   too   easily   for   someone   birthed   of   nobility      ...      foul   words   more   similar   to   those   uttered   by   a   pauper   rather   than   a   prince         ;         though   only   raffaello   can   still   make   it   sound   rather   polished.         “         not   a   threat.      just   a   suggestion,         ”         laced   with   empty   digs   of   creating   a   collection   of   his   counterpart's   body   parts   as   decoration   when   refusing   to   cooperate.      he   knows   a   thing         /      two   about   dealing   with   those   of   the   spoiled   variety.         (         hell,      he   even      '      raised      '      three   of   them.      failed   experiments   as   they   were.      should   have   just   let   the   ex-wife   have   a   dog         ).         papers   handed   over   with   a   grin   closer   to   a   tease,      rather   an   odd   choice   when   passing   a   threat      ...      but   when   have   they   ever   been   conventional      ?      something   more   than   friends   but   not   quite   lovers,      promises   kept   at   bay   until   the   dust   finally   settles.         “         i   recall   you   being   more   into   praise   than   anything   of   the      ...      degrading   variety,         ”         the   drag   of   torturous   syllables   promising   for   more   to   come.         “         catalina   really   did   a   number   on   you,      did   she      ?      made   you   bend   over   and   pulled   out   the   old      ...      wooden   stick   for   being   a   bad,      bad   boy      ?         ”         

“         i   know   both   of   you   have   your   personal      ...      differences   with   them   or   whatever   the   fuck   but   the   fact   of   the   matter   is,      we   need   someone   on   the   inside,         ”         urgency   breaking   under   hint   of   an   amused   smirk,      rather   unfitting   of   the   magnitude   of   their   crisis.      jp   really   could   have   chosen   anyone   else.      he   really   could   have.      @bludluna​   had   a   list   of   acquaintances,      many   of   which   he   trusts   far   more   than   the   demon   in   blood-stained   louboutins      —      but   upon   remembering   how   @depravae​‘s    many,      many   passing   fancies      ...      how   could   he   not      ?      it's   important   to   smile   through   the   hard   days,      isn't   it      ?      jieun   said   something   of   the   sort,      probably.      some   intoxicatingly   positive   bullshit   like   that.         “         i   don't   fucking   trust   them.      christ.      i'd   rather   barge   in   there,      cock   swinging   and   all   myself   but      ...      we   have   an   image   to   protect.      keep   the   false   sense   of   peace   and   shit.      you   know   how   it   is,         ”         there's   a   method   to   his   madness.      deranged   as   it   is,      borderlining   on   sadistic      :      both   his   best   mates   surely   know   all   too   well   of   jp's   penchant   for   theatrics.      doesn't   hurt   to   give   them   an   explanation,      though.         “         and   that's   why      ...      i   need   both   of   you   to   play   babysitter   for   a   while,         ”

“         hope   you   don't   mind   me   dropping   by,      legally   blonde,         ”         they   wear   the   honour   of   being   one   of   the   select   few      (      if   not   only      )      to   easily   ruffle   @bludluna​'s   feathers.      proudly   striding   in,      surprisingly   courteous   enough   to   close   the   door   behind   them,      strides   in   the   thorn   on   raffaello's   shoulder   who   refuses   to   budge   no   matter   how   many   attempts   were   made   to   trim   the   jagged.         “         i   do   apologise   for   coming   unannounced.      didn't   even   bring   any   souvenirs   from   home      ...      but   i'm   sure   you   understand   why   i   had   to   rush   here   so   quickly,         ”         they've   camouflaged   with   the   surroundings,      a   chameleon   in   business   casual      ;      attire   funded   from   blood   money.      even   if   the   pair   never   seem   to   agree   on   many   aspects,      it's   a   sentiment   tatiana   is   sure   they   both   share.         “         must   be   embarrassing   for   you,      no,      starik            ?      couldn't   hack   it   so   the   boss   had   to   call   in   the   real   deal,         ”         while   they   flash   a   smile,      hidden   digs   always   peek   through   when   faced   with   an   equal.         “         i'm   sure   he   must   be   very   disappointed   at   his   little   meat   puppet,         ”