[ooc log post] Squalo + Xanxus + Badou. :: COMMENT LOG.
Who: Squalo and Xanxus and Badou.
When: After the ITs here and Xanxus's post here.
Where: Varia Headquarters, Italy. Corridor + Squalo's room. Kitchen, main hall, etc. Basically just all over the Varia HQ.
What: TENSIONNNNNNNN and much awkwardness. Xanxus's ~*PRESENCE*~. Explosions, mad laughter, injured Italians and general fucking crazy. Jesus Christ, don't fucking ask. Read.
Why: Badou was spazzing too much. And we needed Xanxus and Badou to meet? Squalo is a cranky injured bitch kitty person.
Note: None of your characters saw this. Though they'd have seen all the public threads in the ITs and in Xanxus' post, if they cared to know. Idk people in Varia mansion ie the servants and Luss and Levi and Bel, if he was here at that time?
Squalo startled back into consciousness, heartbeat frantic in his ears as if after a nightmare (but he hadn't had any, hadn't had any reason for one, not for a long time), the pain in his head considerably less than before he faded out. The swordsman took a breath, letting it out as as sharp curse when stabbing pain shot up his shoulder at the tiny movement. "Fuck."
He closed his eyes for a moment, taking another slow, deep breath and counting to (one, two, three, four-) before painfully rolling himself off the bed, staggering a little as his vision swam for a moment. The sheets were bloodstained, the dark patches visible even on the dark tint of the sheets, but Squalo merely glanced down at them for a moment before he was stumbling out of the bedroom, reaching for the doorknob and twisting it open, stepping out unsteadily into the corridor. He knew he should have stayed down for a few more hours, but Squalo didn't really care; he just. Needed to get out. Or... or something.
When: After the ITs here and Xanxus's post here.
Where: Varia Headquarters, Italy. Corridor + Squalo's room. Kitchen, main hall, etc. Basically just all over the Varia HQ.
What: TENSIONNNNNNNN and much awkwardness. Xanxus's ~*PRESENCE*~. Explosions, mad laughter, injured Italians and general fucking crazy. Jesus Christ, don't fucking ask. Read.
Why: Badou was spazzing too much. And we needed Xanxus and Badou to meet? Squalo is a cranky injured bitch kitty person.
Note: None of your characters saw this. Though they'd have seen all the public threads in the ITs and in Xanxus' post, if they cared to know. Idk people in Varia mansion ie the servants and Luss and Levi and Bel, if he was here at that time?
Squalo startled back into consciousness, heartbeat frantic in his ears as if after a nightmare (but he hadn't had any, hadn't had any reason for one, not for a long time), the pain in his head considerably less than before he faded out. The swordsman took a breath, letting it out as as sharp curse when stabbing pain shot up his shoulder at the tiny movement. "Fuck."
He closed his eyes for a moment, taking another slow, deep breath and counting to (one, two, three, four-) before painfully rolling himself off the bed, staggering a little as his vision swam for a moment. The sheets were bloodstained, the dark patches visible even on the dark tint of the sheets, but Squalo merely glanced down at them for a moment before he was stumbling out of the bedroom, reaching for the doorknob and twisting it open, stepping out unsteadily into the corridor. He knew he should have stayed down for a few more hours, but Squalo didn't really care; he just. Needed to get out. Or... or something.