usually smell these sweaty old farts who smell of grease and gunpowder. But today, it's a like youthful spring came...
just can't pinpoint it but it was enough to drag him out of his luxurious room and walk around the compound, following that faint scent.
walking around in the Varia. Everything's crowded in. >_>
to just go to Squalo's office and get this over and done with.
stops in his tracks at the sight of young boy in their office. And the Namimori prefect at that.
takes advantage of this narrow hallway, leaning back on the wall and raising his leg to stop the prefect right where he wants him to.
Hello, sweetheart. What brings you here?
stares at the leg, then at the one it belonged to. He frowns.
flips his bangs, completely amused how this boy's fangs were right smack out. Unfortunately, his build was not his type.
in want for the meatier kind. Had this been Ryohei, he would have dragged him to his office.
takes this sweet time to light up his Capri in front of the boy. He's not passing until Lissuria gets his fill.
watched the man before him light up with narrowed eyes. This was the kickboxer that Ryohei seemed to admire so much.
could not, however, see why though. Lissuria was... disturbing.
to remove Lissuria from his path with brute force, but knows that it might not be such a good idea. His aunt will surely get in trouble.
reigns in his baser instincts and glares at the man. "...What do you want?"
"Nothing much really. Your ass bores me."
However, you are the prefect of Namimori and you are in Varia territory. It's my duty to fucking ask what are you doing here?"
Superbi and I need to talk.
And just so you know, your men are in Namimori because I *allowed* them to be.
laughs, completely enjoying the snark behind that answer. Oh kids.
brings his leg down and blows a kiss to Hibari. "Don't go wild on sharkie. I heard he couldn't keep it up last night."
pinches Hibari's cheek and walks gracefully back in his office. That Cavallone better get a good fuck out of that kid.
rolls his eyes and presses on. He makes a mental note to keep his contact with the Varia at a minimum in the future.