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The considerable downside to Duo and Moist now being on the same page, re: their torrid affair was of course that Duo wanted to indulge in the torrid bit as often as possible. After the tense afternoon at the UU and once the Post was as quiet as it got, they had robustly tested whether or not the night before had been a drunken fluke, in any regard ( Read more... ) -
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Duo was feeling a little jerked around by the time he was escorted into the impressively columned building that was, apparently, the Ankh-Morpork City Post. How they had tracked him down to the hole Lipwig had pointed him toward (and so kindly paid for), he had no idea, but he'd been greeted in the morning by three officers and a guy that looked ( Read more... ) -
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Duo had to admit, the island, such as it existed, had given him some pretty cool shit over the years. The random, non denominational gifts that showed up, massively more useful and imminently more enjoyable than the random shit that showed up from home, were always welcome. It was how he'd gotten his scrapyard, how he'd made repairs to his Gundam ( Read more... ) -
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To say that Duo Maxwell was avoiding most human beings, and the Halloween festivity-propagating ones in particular, like the plague would have been a mild understatement. It had been… who the hell gave a damn however many days since he’d woken up to find the golden suit missing from it’s place of reverence in his- their- closet, and two less dogs ( Read more... ) -
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It had been a pretty tense trip. Moist wasn't very suited for battle- maybe devising them, maybe even leading troops. He could sell anything. But selling was different than fighting, and Duo was even better at one than the other. And things with Heero...
He wasn't ready to deal with it, himself. He couldn't imagine where that put MoistWith Quatre ( Read more... ) -
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Seeing Earth from an airplane was weird. The endless stretch of desert beneath them was weird. Duo had grown so used to the island, he'd almost forgotten what space really looked like, and not just the outer kind. He'd never gone anywhere on those strange weekends, he'd always been left behind. It hadn't hit him, how long it had been. The flight to ( Read more... ) -
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He'd kind of been looking for her. Sort of. He was scared of her because he truly believed- not that she would kill him- but that she would physically maim him beyond all repair. So when he caught sight of her in the rec room, he approached with extreme caution ( Read more... ) -
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Things weren't going well. Duo had taken a detour from the path because there had been vampires. Fucking. Vampires. And not the fun Maladicta-kind, either, but like evil, soulless, killer vampires, and Duo didn't have his extra ammo on him. Annagovia was running alongside him, silent and keenly watching the forest as it whipped past. Duo's plan ( Read more... ) -
these things happen. apparently.
Duo was sitting with his knees drawn up and his elbows across them, his palm against his forehead and his fingers in his bangs, and was staring at the ground between his feet. He wasn't actually seeing anything, though ( Read more... ) -
things couples do
Duo was updating his PDA on the pool table in the rec room. This involved a lot of small tools and his tongue sticking out of the corner of his mouth. He was leaning up over some scattered parts and carefully layering them back together again, and all this to make the battery more efficient ( Read more... )