wanijima akito‚ agito‚ & lind (
sixwinged) wrote in
poly_chromatic2012-08-12 12:22 pm
Entry tags:
thirty second run → video;
Fuck.
[ Agito swings the device around in his hand, doesn't even pay attention to it. the camera points to his legs, moving fast as he runs across the town. he stops, near the fountain-- and raises it up to stare down into the screen. scratches everywhere, a scowl on his lips, eye narrowed. his hair's a little longer, unkept, and his features, well-- a little more mature. ]
This fucking piece of junk. Who said you could turn on--
[ he throws the device, camera-side down onto the ground, then grinds his heel into it. it's another minute before Agito bothers to pick it up, and stare back into it. ]
.. oi.
[ a deep breath. ]
I'm looking for the beanpole, and crow. First is tall, stupid looking, way too fucking thin, wears the most idiotic of coats with a flame on it's shoulder. Second's got a goddamned bird living in his fucking hair and has the stupidest of faces. It's hard to miss.
( ooc: years that never were curse. some replies will be coming from
shoves for icons. Agito's about 18, without Akito or Lind, people died and things happened. ]
[ Agito swings the device around in his hand, doesn't even pay attention to it. the camera points to his legs, moving fast as he runs across the town. he stops, near the fountain-- and raises it up to stare down into the screen. scratches everywhere, a scowl on his lips, eye narrowed. his hair's a little longer, unkept, and his features, well-- a little more mature. ]
This fucking piece of junk. Who said you could turn on--
[ he throws the device, camera-side down onto the ground, then grinds his heel into it. it's another minute before Agito bothers to pick it up, and stare back into it. ]
.. oi.
[ a deep breath. ]
I'm looking for the beanpole, and crow. First is tall, stupid looking, way too fucking thin, wears the most idiotic of coats with a flame on it's shoulder. Second's got a goddamned bird living in his fucking hair and has the stupidest of faces. It's hard to miss.
( ooc: years that never were curse. some replies will be coming from

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( relenting anyway because that's all he had really came for and he didn't really feel like punching agito into kisses at the moment because fuck that guy, that's why. he scoots away after a moment, still peering over at him. )
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( quickly, he moves to sit himself up and-- glances around the area, making sure there's nothing and no one around that could be looking in their direction. a precaution, so when he moves over and shoves his mouth to the other's own, there'll be nothing to witness it. it's not a kiss, it's a fucking bite, teeth digging into Ikki's lower lip just long enough to bruise before pulling back. )
Now shut up.
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( he's recoiling immediately, away from the vicious fanged pit of hatred that serves as agito's mouth. well, for about a couple seconds anyway. he just needs a moment to collect his bearings and ignore the stinging of his lip before reaching to grab onto agito's cheeks, stretching out the skin as he leans forward to kiss once more. this time, however, purely to punish agito. )
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( except he doesn't get to finish speaking, because there's fucking hands pulling at his cheeks and a mouth pressing over his. there's a muffled complaint before his arms raise, pressing to Ikki's shoulders in an attempt to shove him back because what the fuck is that supposed to be. his cheeks aren't meant for pulling. )