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[thirdturk.livejournal.com]

...it's over now.

[Ah, the blessings of being able to shut your mouth. If you wanted to find him, he's out on the town, looking for...things. Strategic locations. He stops at a bench after awhile, journal open beside him. There's some thinking noises for a second, and...]

[Excella]
Haven't heard from you in awhile.

[/Excella]

[Now he'll just sit there for a bit, thinking things over.]

Comments

[badassbewbs.livejournal.com]

[Will do~]

[thirdturk.livejournal.com]

[Works for him, anyway. He...definitely wasn't looking for good restaurants before, no sir, no ma'am.]

[badassbewbs.livejournal.com]

[Of course he wasn't. Mmhmm.]

[thirdturk.livejournal.com]

...

[Should probably make some conversation, too. Hmm.]

[badassbewbs.livejournal.com]

[Probably should.]

[thirdturk.livejournal.com]

[...go for it, Rangiku!]

[badassbewbs.livejournal.com]

[You so owe her.]

How's that bodyguard thing going?

[thirdturk.livejournal.com]

[He'll make it up to you.]

Pretty well. She's been quiet lately.

[badassbewbs.livejournal.com]

She usually isn't?

[thirdturk.livejournal.com]

No. Nothing's come up, anyway.

[badassbewbs.livejournal.com]

Probably a good thing.

[thirdturk.livejournal.com]

I think so. [With a lady like Excella, the less noise the better.] You?

[badassbewbs.livejournal.com]

Nothing interesting.

[thirdturk.livejournal.com]

I'm surprised.

[badassbewbs.livejournal.com]

Really? Why's that?