Yo, Kira.

I have a few things I need to talk to you about. Can we meet up sometime?

Matt sat on the stairs in front of the Book Store he resided above. Slouching back he drew his recently lit cigarette to his lips and drew back deeply. He watched the empty street before him through amber tinted goggles, positively bored out of his mind and unable to think of anything to do rather than sit and smoke. Laying back flat before the ( Read more... )

Yo Kira.

Heard you've been looking after a friend of mine.

[this is Matt sitting back on a couch with his boots resting up on the window sill before him]

[staring blankly out the window, chain still around his wrist]

Matt stood in the doorway of the arcade, cigarette in hand and a blank expression on his face. Recent events were still affecting him, regardless of how much he told himself that it wasn't. He sighed, smokey breath flowing freely from his mouth. Something brushing against his leg caused him to glance downwards. "Hey Cat," he mumbled, crouching down ( Read more... )

[this is Matt sitting, leaned forwards staring at the ground, fiddling with the gun in his hands]

...Hah.

Anyone else out there craving fish, pouncing on random things, making purring noises, sleeping constantly and having awesome balance?

I should probably throw in the ears and tail huh.

(OOC: Cat People Virus lift off!)

[this is Matt slowly, gently, lifting a sleeping Mello from his lap and carrying her to the bedroom, placing her gently on the bed before turning to leave]

[pauses in the doorway]

...[whispers] See you when I do...

Matt sat on the small balcony of his 'new' apartment, cigarette in one hand and a half consumed rum and coke UDL in his other. He was slouched back, almost lying down, his chair teetering back dangerously on it's back two legs and his feet on the railing before him. He sighed. Things were really starting to get to him, and Mello? Mello just... ( Read more... )

Oi.

Someone want to tell me what the fuck is going on here?