[p/m] for brooklyn. I dunno if you wanted to play out the dirty so I marked it [m] just in case; SSWM:566
Daisuke had been in Halifax today, doing some shopping. He had been here days earlier, only with himself and Schwarz, looking for things that they could use back in his den that he had made that was near Inferni. He needed some blankets, because he was quite tired of sleeping on the cold ground. He also needed to get some more liquor. He and Snake had drank the rest that he had back at the den of his, so he had to go get some more. He couldn't not have drinks for his friend when he visited. Daisuke wanted to be prepared for if the male randomly showed up at this den entrance, wanting to have lunch with him or something special like that. After all, these last few times, could be the real last times that Snake and Daisuke saw each other, weither Snake got killed, or Daisuke did. Daisuke had put himself close to Inferni, and if Dahlia had decided that Daisuke was allied with the coyotes (weither the 'yotes knew it or not) then they would be more than likely to try and kill him. Daisuke was no push over, mind you, actually, he tended to be quite dangerous when it came to a real fight (that was a game to him really).
These scars that he held on his body were from the games. The two most dangerously placed would be the one on the back of his neck, and his collar bone. Both slashes were from a dangerous blade wielder. He knew not of her name, but he did know that she was in fact in Inferni. She had attacked him when he was "weak" but he had somehow gotten away from her (by jumping into the river and swimming with the current). The one that had been most noticeable was the one that was carved on his muzzle, two strikes. Both of them had been given to him by a woman named "Svara Thames" she fucked him, and then attacked him. It was quite a weird ceremony, but it happened and she had taken hi virginity, and reminded him of it by giving him two scars across his muzzle. Across his stomach, he held three slash marks, created by Hybrid, as well as a matching set of slashes right above his tail. the last one would be the one on his ankle, a straight bite by a woman named "Pontiac". She was from Phoenix Valley.
The male paraded around with his scars from head to almost toe. He could use some more, he guessed, and this war, if he was to get in the middle of any fights, then he would be provided with more. He had been training a bit since he had received the news as well. Ask any of the trees that now bared deep slashes in them from Daisuke's blades. The rainbow headed male (yeah, that was right. Daisuke recently got his hair dyed by Susquehanna) walked through halifax, his black backpack on his back, plaid scarf around his neck, as well as his split plaid blue and red pants. He was quick to slip into the same bar that he and Addison had partied in weeks before. There was still enough liquor to go around, and he reached behind the counter and grabbed three to start off with. He opened one, and took his first swig.
"speech"
It's the perfect denial Such a beautiful lie to believe in So beautiful, beautiful it makes me |
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