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Post by emayex on Jul 9, 2010 1:22:29 GMT
[OOC: Reading through that page again gave me the giggles...again.] Xanxus didn't really have that much time to react before Squalo had lobbed the package of...something, Xanxus hadn't quite caught it, at a seemingly empty closet.
Said empty closet had proceeded to open, and Lussuria had tumbled out, muttering something about peacocks. Then he proceeded to scoop the package up, before screaming bloody murder and chucking it at Hakuren's face.
To say Xanxus was not pleased was a severe understatement.
He took in the mass of shocked faces around him - or rather, Lussuria and Squalo's wide eyed countenance, Bel's snide look, Coltel's almost-laughing-fit, and most of all, Hakuren's stare of utter rage. Xanxus could have almost applauded the glare, except for the fact that we was, well, Xanxus.
"This is Hakuren," [/color] he settled for instead, glaring. It was definitely not his job to show around newbies! ...Or Ninth-sent spies, for that matter. Xanxus was interrupted from his speech by Lussuria turning tail and fleeing while laughing. The Varia's leader mentally noted that he would have to start funeral arrangements soon. However, as important as Hakuren was, nothing outweighed Xanxus's desire for meat. "Where is the deer?" he demanded, glaring around at his subordinates. He had a sneaking suspicion at what had happened, and if it turned out to be true he would definitely NOT be pleased. Well, if blasting everything in sight could be called 'not pleased'.[/blockquote]
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Post by yumesuishou on Jul 10, 2010 0:40:02 GMT
[Isn't getting the giggles a good thing? Doesn't it make you want to post~?] Hakuren took a long deep breath to calm herself down. With some success, the dark waves she emitted dispersed with most of the irritation she was currently feeling. Pulling a handkerchief from her pocket, she proceeded to wipe the bloody mess off her thick eye-obscuring glasses(without taking them off).
Upon hearing her name, Hakuren somehow manage to respond. "It's nice to meet all of you..." Although she tried her best to sound polite, her voice was a bit strained, most likely because she was still feeling a bit annoyed about what just happened.
Taking another glance around the room, Hakuren picked up the deer meat. Holding it out away from her by the tips of her fingers, she turned back to the fearsome meat-craving man she was suppose to take orders from for the next few months.
"My apologies once again, Xanxus-sama. It seems that the venison has been...contaminated...Or possibly more contaminated than it already was."
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Post by emayex on Dec 27, 2010 13:08:30 GMT
[OOC: Warning: Major swearing ahead. Lol. And untimely smurf death.]
Xanxus did something amazing.
He trembled. But it was not in fear, no. Most definitely not. The Ninth's 'son' felt no fear. But there was one other emotion that, potent enough, was enough to make him physically shudder.
The Varia's leader took a few attempted calming breaths as per his psychiatrist's orders but in the end abandoned all attempts. His anger had been growing, growing all morning, and by FUCK he would let loose.
"TRASH!"
[/b] Xanxus raged, spinning around. With one hand, he drew his X-Gun, and blasted it. His Flame of Wrath left a smoking hole in front of Lussuria as a warning. "You bloody, fucking trash! I asked for MEAT! Fucking meat! What the fuck is that shit on Hakuren?!"[/b] Xanxus let out a snarling, guttural growl from deep inside his throat. "You're lucky I don't rip out your trashy intestines and make it my fucking lunch,"[/b] he hissed, before levelling the X-Gun at the small mob of smurfs and clenching his finger around the trigger. A spray of fire issued, vapourising the unlucky ones that didn't dodge. "You call this piece of shit deer?"[/b] Xanxus growled, stomping over to Hakuren and kicking over the parcel. "Who the fuck keeps raw meat in a parcel, in room-fucking-temperature?!"[/b] If Xanxus clenched his gun any harder, he felt like it would explode under the extreme pressure he was exerting onto it. "Have none of you imbeciles ever heard of a fridge?"[/b] he seethed, and if it was possible his hands clenched even tighter. "I'm not your fucking housekeeper! Now, fucking get your act together!"[/b] [/blockquote] [OOC: God, that was some monster to type.]
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