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WARNING This thread contains: graphic sexual content, graphic violence, or extremely offensive material starting with the 4th post. Reader discretion is advised. |
OOC: Meh, Jacoby sucks for making this wait. >.>; I guess this can be set for today since he needs threads in feb. nasty beginning post. Mehhhh.. [m] for sex
The victor, the messiah,
This is war.
He had his pants still being tailored by the other male, and he had remembered that he would need to go to the other male's dwellings. The last few days had been hard on the male, since he had been getting used to his audit being slightly fucked up, and uncomfortable as well as the fact that he had been worrying about his friend the last few days until Snake was able to go back into Inferni, him ready to go right back into battle and everything. The wounds that the other male had were horrible, one being on his shoulder, and the other being a slash that went vertical down his side. Daisuke felt bad for the other male, since Snake had been more injured than himself, for all he had was an audit that had been ripped at below his piercing. Any higher and his Industrial piercing would not be industrial anymore. It would more than likely have made him be completely identical to his father. He loved his father, but he did not want to resemble him as much as he already did if he could avoid doing so.
The male was quick to go over the borders of the pirate pack lands. He knew his way around the place a bit, from his two other times he had found himself here. He found his way to the hotel, where the Strel had told him to go. He had quickly opened the hotel door, and found the stairs and traveled quickly up them. He sniffed around for the scent of his friend, also finding the scent of two others that he knew, the woman and child by the names of Alaine and Caillen Winters. He whimpered lightly, though continued to track his friend, and once he had found the door the male's scent had been covered in, he knocked on the door. Strel? It's Daisuke. the male spoke through the door, hoping he was there. You home? the golden male ask, his hands going around his straps, and him pulling the pack closer to his back, which had made the bottles of alcohol in his bag clank against each other. Daisuke had brought the bottles in hope to celebrate and relax with his friend, simply because Daisuke had been stressed out this past month, and to start the new month, he might as well start it off with a drink and some partying.