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[immortalmistake.livejournal.com]

[Firo is in the back of the theater brooding in a Manly Fashion. He has a bottle of absinthe in one hand and he's drinking straight from it, gagging and spitting at the taste. In his lap there's a little canvas sack; on his neck, a blood stain he missed while cleaning himself up.

He happens to be in a less than sociable mood.]

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[contract_star]

[Guess who's lurking in the shadows down near the screen? For awhile he's just watching, because he's a creepy stalker and that's what he does.]

You found them. [It's not a question.]

[immortalmistake.livejournal.com]

Found who?

[saythistostart.livejournal.com]

[O-okay... Maybe he.. should just leave the guy alone, 'cause he seems pretty unamused with something.]

[immortalmistake.livejournal.com]

[He's still pissed and vaguely buzzed--I mean, really, absinthe--but he notices you, Ryotarou.]

Something wrong?

[saythistostart.livejournal.com]

Shouldn't I be asking you that..?

[immortalmistake.livejournal.com]

I'm aces. [Thread of a smile that doesn't change the ferocity of his expression at all, then it's gone. He takes another drink.]

[saythistostart.livejournal.com]

Well... of course you are, but more than just that.

[immortalmistake.livejournal.com]

Don't know what you mean.

[saythistostart.livejournal.com]

You may be fine physically, but... did something happen? [He motions toward his own neck to hint at the blood he sees on Firo's.]

[immortalmistake.livejournal.com]

[Frowns and puts his hand to his neck--then snarls and starts scrubbing at it, brown flakes coming away against his palm.] Thought I got the rest of those cowards cleaned off.

[saythistostart.livejournal.com]

[Frowns as well.] What happened?

[immortalmistake.livejournal.com]

I killed some brunos. Nothing much.

[saythistostart.livejournal.com]

[Confused by the 'brunos', but—] You killed people? Why?

[immortalmistake.livejournal.com]

[And his face goes that much deader.] They deserved it, that's why.

[saythistostart.livejournal.com]

[Feels like maaaybe he shouldn't press it, but...] How did they deserve it?

[immortalmistake.livejournal.com]

[Yeah, he's not going to hurt Ryotarou, but his face is as blank as a dead animal's.] Hurt someone that matters to me.

[saythistostart.livejournal.com]

[Not again, you mean.] ... Only hurt? So you killed them?

[immortalmistake.livejournal.com]

[And now he's not so much a dead animal as a predator eying a potential meal.] Dime-a-dozen hatchetmen. No one'll miss 'em. And no one will mess with Angie again once the word gets out. Not in our territory anyhow.

[saythistostart.livejournal.com]

[And Ryotarou is cautious because whether he was ill or not, this is still the man that stabbed him.] You can't say that for certain... a life is still a life. You didn't have to kill them.

[damnfinecoffee.livejournal.com]

...you alright, Firo?

[immortalmistake.livejournal.com]

All right. No one that matters will miss 'em. [Dangerous glint] And I did.

[immortalmistake.livejournal.com]

Oh, I'm aces. Why does everyone keep asking me that? [He still has a smudge of dried blood on him, left over from when he tried to get it off while talking to Ryotarou.]

[saythistostart.livejournal.com]

Not to you, but everyone has to matter... to someone. ... You didn't.

[immortalmistake.livejournal.com]

Go see Angie and then tell me I didn't. They pounded her. Two men on one woman, both of them twice her size at least.

[saythistostart.livejournal.com]

[He shakes his head.] I'm not saying they should have gotten off without some sort of punishment for their actions... But just because she's important to you doesn't give you the right to kill them.