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[Thread] Burnin' down the house! [Kankurou, Tayuya]

Apr 02, 2009 19:27

Who: Tayuya and Kankurou, obvs
What: Pair up for getting drunk and toasting marshmallows over the fires of disestablishmentarianism. ♥
When: 1st of May, 2059, sometime around 03:00
Where: Various places around the base~
Notes/Warnings: Tayuya's mouth. Kankurou's mouth. That's about as high a warning as you can get.They were probably going to get ( Read more... )

thread, closed, tayuya, kankurou

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profanitize April 2 2009, 06:57:51 UTC

The poison specialist had really wanted to stand the foul-mouthed red head up, only because he was slightly pissed (and ego-injured) at the girl for cussing him out over the Net. She really did have a sharp tongue, one he remembered vividly during that exercise in getting the squads out of the freaking collapsing building. That was probably all he knew about this annoying bitch, besides what he learned from her profile, which was limited on information, too ( ... )

fuckthe4walls April 2 2009, 07:52:25 UTC

"Hello, Fuckface. Glad you found at least one of your balls." She flicked her piccolo into its sheath at her hip, hoisting the gasoline up and setting off without further ado. "Not gonna pussy out on me halfway through this, are you? Because this is going to be some seriously fun shit. I don't want you harshing my fucking mellow because you can't take the damn heat."

Grinning back at him evilly over her should, Tayuya pulled a battered sheet of paper out of her back pocket, waving it in Kankurou's face. "X marks the spot. We get there, we set some shit on fire and have us a fucking party. Sound like a good plan?" This place was fucking boring. Sure, there was training and the odd mission and all that bullshit. Sound had been way more interesting, though. It was...raw. Rougher. Harsher. She missed the thrill of adrenaline constantly pouring through her veins ( ... )

profanitize April 2 2009, 15:21:25 UTC

Kankurou snorted at the harsh greeting, tapping the baseball bat against his shoulders. The only reason why these two probably haven't gone to all out Hell with each other was probably because Kankurou could tolerate a girl like his sister, but to compare Tayuya with Temari of all people--just couldn't be done. You had to look really deeply for the similarities. But it was there, definitely, and that didn't involve the awesome cussing abilities neither.

Right off the bat he liked how the girl was quick to the point of the mission, which was fine by him. He really wanted to crack open one of the new absinthe bottles that he had gotten from his last trip to Mexico. Sure, you can get duped there, but not him--oh no, these were 100% auténtico, amigo ( ... )

fuckthe4walls April 2 2009, 21:19:10 UTC

Tayuya thought these options over carefully, still padding quietly along, then shrugged. "Fucking stupid names, both of them." Her piece said, she promptly forgot them, and led Kankurou down an alleyway between two of the 'test stations' - places where they basically tortured the living shit out of 'malfunctioning' subjects to see what happened, really. The faint tang of blood and sweat that still lingered didn't bother her. In all honesty, she didn't even notice it. "I think even calling you 'Dipshit' is kinder than that."

Of course she was a bitch. It was so much more fun. Life had never been one to hand her favours, so why should she do the same for others? Tayuya didn't believe in free handouts anyway. The world was a place to be trialled and tempered, to be broken down so you could survive and rebuild yourself strong enough to take it the next time. That was the whole damn point of this crazy fucking programme anyway ( ... )

profanitize April 3 2009, 01:42:45 UTC

"I said 'Kankurou' or 'Sabaku', 'dipshit' ain't one of the choices," Kankurou acidly shot back, continuing to follow the red head down the alleyway. He had a very strong urge to just bonk the annoying chick on the top of her head with his bat, accidentally of course. He didn't believe in playing fair when your opponent was long way from being fair and golden in the first place.

"You can drink shit for all I care," he muttered under his breath, a little bit on edge already from this girl's cheap boastful talk. He brought up his gloved hand to scratch an irritation on his brow line, almost decking the girl with the bat in the process as he swung up his hand (oops) but thankfully it just when over her shoulder and down her back, not touching her at all.

Breathing a sigh of relief (which kind of showed his own fear of exactly how butch this girl was in fighting), Kankurou continued to follow, raising a brow at the complex myriad of structures above them. Of all the months he had been in this place, he didn't even knew it was ( ... )