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[teetheyes]

The quarry went south down a minor sewer line. He has a little nick, just a flesh wound.

Birdie, I have a treat for you. It's 12ft long, 800lbs, and very fucking dead.

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Several hours later; 4am

[playstheblues.livejournal.com]

Oh.

[Hears something]

...Ellington?

Several hours later; 4am

[bitingnightmare.livejournal.com]

[Pauses, hears a scuttling? He has his knife out already, silent click of a balisong.]

Several hours later; 4am

[playstheblues.livejournal.com]

No. It's just a rat.

Several hours later; 4am

[bitingnightmare.livejournal.com]

[Silent, just to be sure, then he tucks the blade up and close to his wrist.]

Anyway. If he didn't have any good qualities I wouldn't acted a fool myself you know.

Several hours later; 4am

[playstheblues.livejournal.com]

What do you mean?

[He's slipping his dagger back too.]

Several hours later; 4am

[bitingnightmare.livejournal.com]

Come on, Blue. He's a gentleman, what's not to like?

[Rub to his own chin in thought.]

Beyond being a stubborn pushover.

Several hours later; 4am

[playstheblues.livejournal.com]

I guess.

But you trust me. I trust you.

I'll fix this.

Several hours later; 4am

[bitingnightmare.livejournal.com]

[Arm snaking around his waist, because a walk through the sewer is so romantic. Quick kiss to his temple.]

I trust you.