OPEN SEASON.

[crawly]

1. pick a character.

☛ optional.
☛ character list here.
☛ full list.
☛ specify in the subject line if you want one character in particular.

2. provide a prompt.

☛ image, words, music, whatever you want.
☛ i like to think at least one of my three tumblrs has something interesting. (be warned that all three blogs contain nsfw material, including porn.)

3. gotta go fast.

☛ not actually. this is a permanently open post! tag at your own speed.

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[tophat]

[ that's a bit of a tragedy, isn't it? ]

I see. [ that's all he says to start, leaning back in his seat and crossing his legs idly. ] In that case, I suppose it's of utmost importance that this is tended to quickly.

[underhound]

That would be best.

[ there's a near-hiss to that s, but his smile stays the same as he sits back a little. ]

You can find me here. I'll know once you've finished up.

[ he doubts that anyone can keep a hold on heine for any amount of time. while he wouldn't consider this sending hirato to his death (there's certainly more to him than meets the eye), he doesn't really expect a success.

his face betrays none of that, of course. giovanni only continues to smile, fingers laced in his lap. ]

And how would you prefer your payment?

[tophat]

[ slowly, he rises to his full height. no point in being all slow and lazy, right? ]

Certainly.

[ he wonders if heine will put up much of a fight. will he be difficult to take down or will it be as laughably easy as usual to kill him off? but hirato's smile betrays none of that, of course. ]

I prefer it on card, if that doesn't inconvenience you.

[underhound]

It's no trouble.

[ spreads his hands, and flicks his wrist to gesture at the door. ]

[tophat]

Until later, then.

[ meaningless pleasantries-- but he'll get to work soon enough, he thinks idly, holding the door open for giovanni. will he find out more about this conflict? ]

1/2

[underhound]

[ meaningless pleasantries they may be, but giovanni takes the gesture with a smile and slips out the door with a bow of his head. he looks forward to watching when this man meets his brother. ]

[shooteverything]

[ for a mercenary, heine actually tends to go out at normal times. admittedly, he prefers the dark, but that's because bright lights make his eyes hurt. still: it's a little after midday and he's on his way back from getting groceries, holding a paper bag in one arm as he turns the corner and heads down an alleyway between two dark buildings.

easy to confront, in a narrow passageway, and hard to miss, with his white hair and skin. ]