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the lyric prompt meme

HOW TO PLAY:

♪ Comment with your characters.
♪ Post to other characters with lyric prompts and, optionally, a picture to go with it.
♪ The lyrics can come from any song you like, or, hell, you can just link some instrumental music as well. Just so long as there's a song.
♪ Threads happen! Tears are shed.

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Kuno Kodachi ♥ Ranma 1/2

[cherrybombpie]

kusanagi izumo » k project

[composure]

Uzumaki Naruto | Naruto: Shippuden

[namikaze_naruto]

jordan marie brandon | oc

[boogie]

Shuichi Shindou | Gravitation | OTA

[hyperactivemasochist]

{Just let me know if you want me to start!}}

Hawke | Dragon Age 2

[questionablewit]

[Can start if you prefer]

Porrim Maryam / Homestuck / OTA

[genitrix]

Shoshanna Dreyfus / Inglourious Basterds / OTA

[cinematiques]

lemme know if I should do something else, or if you're sick of blonde

[gonnabite]

baby doll I recognize
you're a hideous thing inside
if ever there were a lucky kind it's
you you you you

I know its strange another way to get to know you
you'll never know unless we go so let me show you

[cinematiques]

[She really doesn't know if she has it in her. Part of her wants to withdraw into herself, shut everyone else out. Life was simpler when she hid herself away behind a projector, but she doesn't really have that option anymore.

And here's someone who doesn't press her for information, who doesn't give a shit about the questionable things she's done. He's probably done more questionable things anyway, but the handy thing is, she doesn't give a shit either.

Her arms are crossed, a characteristic gesture that is less about being defensive and more about actually defending herself. But her expression is almost amused as she looks up at Blonde.]

I think you're the only American I can actually tolerate. Congratulations.

[gonnabite]

[Vic looks over his shoulder and finds himself looking down at her. Literally. His own characteristic grin crosses his face. It's kind of smile that could mean a lot of things. The kind that looks like it's been cut into his mouth with a razor.]

Tolerate or like?

[In his hand he's tinkering with his revolver. Unloaded, for now. At least maintenance was easy. He pops the chamber out.]

[cinematiques]

[Her mouth twists a little bit, wry, and when she replies it's with a teasing tone in her voice.]

That depends on whom you're asking.

[Her arms uncross, and in her right hand is her Colt Model 1908 Vest Pocket, the one Ada Mimieux had left to her along with Le Gamaar. She keeps it loaded, mostly out of paranoia, but for now she's taken the bullets out of it, and she holds it out to him in the flat of her hand.]

I suppose this is rather an antique to you.

[gonnabite]

[The grin stays, and Blonde chuckles.]

I'm askin' you.

[Then she's showing him someting. He looks down at it and, interested, puts his own Rapture-brand revolver down. He takes the Colt and turns it over carefully in his hands. Examining it. Studying it. He's no idiot around guns, though. He keeps his fingers off the trigger unless there's something he wants to shoot.]

Yeah, but I like antique.

I don't have a choice anymore anyway, do I?

[The smile turns into a smirk and he hands it back with a nod. Showing off their guns was a hell of a way to get to know each other.]

[cinematiques]

[He's got her there, and she shrugs, staying nonchalant.]

We'll see about that.

[She observes him as he observes her gun, sees how small it is in his hands and how cautious he is, even unloaded. When she takes it back, her fingers curl around the heat of his hands absorbed by the gunmetal, before she sets it down next to his.]

I suppose you don't. What is it you shoot normally, then?

[The girl from French cow country would never have had this conversation, but Shoshanna hadn't been that girl for a very, very long time, or so it felt like. When you were hiding in plain sight, things like guns became of interest.]

i'm bsing locale so lemme know if you wanna do something different

[gonnabite]

[Blonde hums in response as he's turning the gun in his hands. Handling guns is the only time he's ever cautious, but he handles it with a professional flair.

After he gives it back to her, he picks up his revolver again again and sits on the bench. A shooting gallery's probably not the quietest place to get to know somebody, but Blonde made sure that the word 'date' never left his mouth. He had a feeling she wouldn't have come if he outright said that's what he had in mind. But he could tell she wasn't stupid, either. So, for once, he's half-assing subtlety.]

Smith & Wesson, 9mm pistol. [Blonde grabs a cloth and starts wiping down his gun. He looks back up at her.] I left it behind before I got zapped here.

nope it's perfect <3

[cinematiques]

[He's right. She isn't stupid, and she knows exactly what he had in mind when he asked her here. But Blonde is interesting when so many people here are straight-up dull, so she decided she didn't mind and came along nicely.

She sits down alongside him, pulls her ammunition out of her pocket. She'd discovered that, despite evidence to the contrary, they did sell the correct cartridges for her pistol here, something that came as a relief. It's a little thing, but it's her gun.

She loads the cartidge in, using the flat of her hand, in a practiced manner that's almost matter-of-fact.]

That's unfortunate. I don't suppose that one measures up to your modern weaponry.

[She's finding it hard not to picture the future—his future—as a place out of a science-fiction movie, with flying cars and all associated paraphernalia. Fifty years into the future is a long time, especially when you've already died.]

great!

[gonnabite]

[Maitenance is second nature to Blonde, and he's already used to the revolver, so he watches Shoshanna with curious eyes as he works.][He shrugs. Even if he had his gun here, he wouldn't be able to get the right ammunition. When in Rome...] But like I said. I don't got a choice, do I?

Molly Moriarty / BBC Sherlock / OTA

[consultingscalpel]

Ariadne | Inception | OTA

[architecturally]

Samejima Mamimi / FLCL / OTA

[overflows]

Jesse Pinkman / Breaking Bad / OTA

[sciencebitch]

Alisha Bailey | Misfits | OTA

[frenzies]

blaine anderson | glee

[hairgels]

Re: blaine anderson | glee

[scrubsandsmiles]

"It's been so long since I've seen you and all these feeling come flying back to my heart."

[hairgels]

Blaine has this ritual, you see. It's a ritual that involves coffee and books he doesn't want to read for classes he needs and the caffeine necessary to read them. He had his head cradled in his palms from sheer stress, needing any distraction, when a more-than-welcome and familiar voice calls from behind.

At first Blaine tucks his chin, trying (and failing) to hold back a grin. He knows who it is before he needs to turn around, but it's that very fact that stops him from appearing too eager. It would only encourage the other man. They'd only shared a few classes, but he made quite the impression, certainly nothing Blaine would forget any time soon.

"Long time, no see. Still the same as ever, I see."