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[originofsin.livejournal.com]

(transcribed, "Asleep for thirteen hours? Tch. Almost two days without sleep seemed fine to me.")

Let's see... I paid a small visit to the library today. Didn't bother looking up that Livius thing, I'm sure it just means liver. But that Cain guy...

The one who would kill his only brother because their god paid more attention to him. I couldn't help but laugh~ I think that guy had the right mind to do that. Except I would have done it if my brother was a prick. And much, much more bloody. Its the only good way to do that sort of thing after all.

(transcribed crunching sound)

This rock candy stuff doesn't taste half bad. The red kind's the best.

Comments

NOT CHANGING MY ANSWER :D

[originofsin.livejournal.com]

If you want to ask me out on a date you can go ahead and ask. Can't guarantee a yes, though.

XDD <3

[bowwow-bangbang.livejournal.com]

No, it's not that...

I'm just kind of wondering why you seem to take so much enjoyment out of constantly thinking about my ass.

[originofsin.livejournal.com]

(loud snap of pen breaking, followed by huge ink blot. brief pause, then hastily scribbled writing)

I don't obsess over your ass, you bastard! The only pleasure I want from it is to kick it.

[bowwow-bangbang.livejournal.com]

Yeah, okay...

But the point remains: You're thinking about my ass.

And I'm the one who's gay?

[originofsin.livejournal.com]

Keh, I'd barely call anything about you eye candy.

Maybe you want me to think about your ass, creep.

[bowwow-bangbang.livejournal.com]

'barely'? Not the best word choice, if you're trying to convince me.

No, I'm just curious as to when it became such a hobby.

[originofsin.livejournal.com]

Shitface. There, how's that word choice?

You're the one always bringing up my face and how pretty it is.

[bowwow-bangbang.livejournal.com]

It's a smarter choice; I'm surprised you thought of it.

I just don't see what you have to complain about.

[originofsin.livejournal.com]

Trust me, I can go for hours.

I hate blondes. Its ugly. My two basic reasons which I've already given, genius.

[bowwow-bangbang.livejournal.com]

So they're shitty reasons.

[originofsin.livejournal.com]

You really like to grate on my last nerves, don't you?

[bowwow-bangbang.livejournal.com]

If it's your last, then I won't have much more work to do, right?

[originofsin.livejournal.com]

(pause, followed by a brief shuffle then a loud crash of glass shattering, most likely by a chair)

Then I'll just have to give myself a reason to loathe this face. Won't I?

(dark chuckling, followed by clinking of glass)


(ooc: Erm... He's scratching his face up. Just fyi.)

[bowwow-bangbang.livejournal.com]

What the hell are you doing?

[pause, and Haine is quiet for a moment. Sound of door opening; a moment later sound of door closing again; a bullet hole appears in the paper]

I could've just shot you. Would've been cleaner. Now I've had to go through the trouble of sending bandages up to your ass.

[originofsin.livejournal.com]

(dictated) I don't want bandages, idiot. Defeats the purpose~

(written again, blood droplets here there, along with smudges)

Do you find blood pretty, Haine? (chuckling)

[bowwow-bangbang.livejournal.com]

So stick your foot up the ghost's ass. Whenever it gets there anyway.

Not really. I don't.

It's just messy.

[originofsin.livejournal.com]

I'm not taking the bandages.

After watching and starting numerous wars in my lifetime, you begin to see the beauty of it.

[bowwow-bangbang.livejournal.com]

Human bodies take longer to heal, you know.


Really? I think it'd sort of get monotonous.

[originofsin.livejournal.com]

Yeah, I noticed. I'm not stupid, contrary to what might be going on in the head of yours. I want these scars to stay til this... thing goes away. Perhaps I should top it off by doing my whole body.

(a few more blood splatters, bigger this time)

Not the way I've seen it. As Sin, it just gets better. Especially the Ishbal War. Nothing's better than countless innocents getting slaughtered.

[bowwow-bangbang.livejournal.com]

[pause, while Haine just looks at the blood stains, then shoots at the journal one more time before shutting it]