#whiskeyskhrmulti

Was he that... innocent? No... So why did he believe in that guy? Why did he expect that his love was returned in the same way? Why did he expect that this guy would understand? Why did he open himself to him? Oh... right... love. The last shred of hope, hope that he was worth something, of anything other than for his looks and body.

@whiskeyskhrmulti ( muse : Dino.)

"Only if you were dead. Then your speaking is no more."

Both of the casualty and carefree atmosphere weren't strong enough to put him in a good mood. If it wasn't obvious, Xanxus would never be in a /good/ mood but he can be less hostile when he wanted to do sometimes.

His voice was deep while his stare from his crimson eyes was quite intense as his firm grip on his glass. The male didn't smile at him, not even once -- he only appreciated the best thing in the world.

"Violence isn't just an answer but it's the solution."

Though it was an alternate version of the intimidation. A grumpy gunslinger tried his best to be sociable in his horrible way; Xanxus talked about death and pain as he was telling Dino about the weather. However, he didn't carry his dearest double guns with him, maybe his guest would be able to notice his friendliness somehow.

UKIGUMOS - »❝浮雲❞«

A wave of nausea crashed inside his stomach at the combination of words that unfortunately plagued his ears. Kyouya's lips turned into a thin line.

Either this Inconsistent Critter was pushing his buttons on purpose, or he was indeed, a naive and clueless little thing. Either conclusion wouldn't help with alleviating the disgusting sensation spreading throughout his body.

"Bite it to death."

He replied matter-of-factly.

UKIGUMOS - »❝浮雲❞«

Hm. There it was. The brightly toned voice that veiled melancholy from within. Kyouya's fingertips straightened the cuffs of his own shirt, bringing his mind back to the external world.

"Yamamoto Takeshi."

His gaze traveled over his shoulder, although barely.

"What business do you have here?"

Kyouya's tone was surprisingly bitter, even to himself.

Squaletta with her clumsy Bronco. ♥

@whiskeyskhrmulti : Gokudera from Sarina

Sarina looked down at the blood splattered on the ground.  It oozed further outward from the body, the splatter on the walls oozing slowly downwards.  She glanced at the blade marks on the walls, ceiling, and floor.  Violet eyes took in the carnage, but the body clearly was also shot.  The Varia assassin stopped in her tracks and turned towards Gokudera.

Amethysts narrowed on the silver-haired young man.  “Signore Reborn wanted me to train you for your position as Decimo’s right hand for a while.  Again, it won’t be easy, and we’re under a time constraint.  The authorities will be here in mere hours.  The man killed is one of the Vongola’s.  I’d like you to figure out who killed him, track the assassin, and kill them.  I will be assisting you, but you will not have much time as the assassin will most likely be trying to leave the country,” Sarina briefed Gokudera.  “And the authorities will be on the case.  After you successfully killed the assassin, I want you to write me a report on why you think this mission pertains to you as Sawada-kun’s future right hand.”

Sarina threw a crime scene kit towards Gokudera.  “You’ll be given a lifeline.  Hibari-kun.  There should be an understanding between the Cloud and Storm Guardians.  Cloud Guardians are not easy to deal with, and they prefer to work alone.  So far, you’ve worked with the other Guardians and a little with Hibari-kun against Mukuro-kun from intelligence,” she said.  “Remember to give yourself some breaks, but know you are under immense stress to get this mystery solved.”  She went to stand by the door.  “The file on the victim was graciously put together by Signore Basil.  You won’t have such luck in the future.  Ready?  Go.”

Mukuro had gotten her butterfly clips with skulls on them. They were really cute, and reminded her a little bit of Wang Die and Chandra, her butterfly and moth boxed weapons. She looked up at Mukuro with a smile before putting the clips in her hair.

"Thank you, Mukuro! These should also work to keep the bangs out of my eyes when I cook," she added. She gave Mukuro a hug.

She looked up at Gokudera. She tapped the side of her knuckle against her lips in thought. Chrome really needed to get better at melee combat as well. She was way behind the others. She did not want to bring her fellow illusionist down. Gokudera was also ranged but he had a few tricks up his sleeve that involved closer combat.

"I'd like that, Gokudera-kun," she replied with a small smile. "When are you free? And where should we spar?"

Kokuyoland would have been perfect for such, but it was Mukuro's hidden HQ. They would need to find another abandoned area for an arena.