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[deadlydelicacy]

You keep putting me in these dark boxes. Don't think I haven't noticed. Dark boxes where I have no control over my own fate. You do remember what I do for a living, yes? And frankly dealing with whatever the hell is going on with my brother and that man is not helping matters.

Don't think I haven't paid attention to what is likely going to be happening to me in the next couple of nights either.

I haven't yet tried to melt a hole in your brain. But that is just because I haven't been properly motivated. Congratulations, you've motivated me.

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[trippinlikeaboss]

Eh? That's a little harsh.

[deadlydelicacy]

Is it really Cavallone? You haven't been there as long as I have and this is the second hole she's dumped me in.

Speaking of, if Hayato gets hurt tonight, and I find out you were in the same house as him, I will make you suffer.

[fedelta]

That man?

[deadlydelicacy]

I don't think you've met him, one of the first Vongola's men. Hello Chrome, are you doing well?

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[fedelta]

... G.-san? I've heard my mundane talking about him with Storm Man's mundane.

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[fedelta]

[A small nod and a tiny smile.]

I've been well, Bianchi-san. Thank you for taking care of my older self.

[deadlydelicacy]

Mmm.

Yes. That's him. Kyoya Hibari's mundane is also aware of this ... situation?

Chrome, dear, I will always look out for you, no matter your age. We ladies must stick together.

[fedelta]

Cloud Man's...? [Blinks.] Which one?

[deadlydelicacy]

Sorry I thought you said cloud. You mean Hayato's mundane?

[fedelta]

Yes. They were talking about how funny the First Storm is.

[deadlydelicacy]

I am not amused by him.

[fedelta]

Because he's close to your brother?

[deadlydelicacy]

*her jaw's clenched when she speaks again*

Because he is not funny.

[soulofaginger]

Jeez, Doll, you make it sound like I'm a skeevy old dog who's sweet on him or somethin'.

[He huffs.... because really now.]

And hey look at the bright side, you still got a pulse, and all your limbs intact.

[deadlydelicacy]

I am not convinced you aren't. *she might be looking supercilious right now and you won't get her to admit he might be completely above board about the whole thing.*

It would be a shame to loose one of my limbs.

[soulofaginger]

Sorry, but he's a good kid but not my type. Tits are too small.

[REALLY why does everyone keep thinking he swings the other way? Regardless, he heaves out a sigh.]

So what shape are you goin' to end up in with what your mun has planned these next couple of nights?

[deadlydelicacy]

One would hope they would be. I have not missed that much in his life.

To be honest I'm not certain. I'm supposed to be extremely hot tonight... fever wise and something happens the following night. She hasn't shared, I, personally, don't think she knows yet. Some things the administration dictates. She does tend to fly by the seat of her pants.

[soulofaginger]

[He'll write that off as an agreement to his statement of not going after his successor like that... and drops the subject in favor of innuendos... or WOULD if the always depressing subject of the house and it's plots came up.]

I'd help ya if I could, Doll, but I took a bullet to the head and mundane is waitin' until the houses come back together to bring me back. Doesn't want to leave me unarmed and separated from Giotto and Hayato until mornin'.

[deadlydelicacy]

Ahh your mundane didn't trust that I'd consider keeping you alive?

*Considering that she is as likely to let him kick the bucket as survive depending on how he talks about her brother, it might be a pretty good decision actually*

[soulofaginger]

You're a real sweet bird, though I still ain't convinced you don't want to see me dead in a gutter.

[He sighed and gave a little shrug]

My mum is startin' to waver on it now, with the midnight update and such.... So maybe I will get to see you around.

[deadlydelicacy]

Sweet. I don't know that I've ever heard that before.

*notice how she says nothing about dead in the gutter*

Mmm, it is good to know your mun can be influenced. Perhaps we will run into one another. I don't think my mundane can start any new threads until tomorrow night. She's helping a friend move in the morning.

[soulofaginger]

That's a surprise, you're a real good-lookin' dame.

[Notice how unsurprised he is.]

Mun's resolution for things is about as sturdy as a soggy old wooden plank. She thinks it would be hilarious if I discover I had I kid I didn't know about, and there's also Hayato...

[He cringes a bit at the next part.]

And... there's the whole birthing thing...

[deadlydelicacy]

Ahh sweet is something to do with appearance rather than demeanor?

... what on earth do you mean 'birthing thing'?

[soulofaginger]

Demeanor? [He chuckled] You're more of a tiger in demeanor.

[Oh the face he is suddenly pulling right now...]

That whole thing in the dream where you're at the kid's birth. You ever seen a kid bein' born? They're shrieking malformed purple potatoes covered in all sorts of goo and slime and blood.

[Childhood trauma. He's got it.]

[deadlydelicacy]

*she's decided that is a compliment*

Ahh... as I am neither a mother nor young enough to get the other version of that dream I have been wonderfully freed from that particular experience. But I would never have expected it to be anything aside from messy. Anyone who expects their woman to go through it ought to have the good grace to be present and experience what they can. Especially since they don't have to personally deal with the pain.

*that seems to be pretty common in the mafia.*

[soulofaginger]

I watched my mother pump out three. I've had enough experience for one lifetime.

[Which made his claiming of Hayato as his own all the more convenient.]

[deadlydelicacy]

Well then, you must be an expert. How fortunate if anyone in the house is expecting.

[soulofaginger]

... You would really trust me as a midwife? I can't stand the little squealing bundles of goop.

[deadlydelicacy]

If you have the most experience then you simply have the most experience. Surely a man with your expertise isn't afraid of a little blood and bodily fluid.

[soulofaginger]

It's not the blood and bodily fluid that gets to me, it's the wriggling mass of squirmin' little... thing getting flushed out. Sorry Doll, anyone gets knocked up, I ain't playin' catch.

[deadlydelicacy]

Ahh I see, it's the babies you're afraid of. How very interesting.

[soulofaginger]

I ain't afraid of babies, they're just nasty little things when they pop out and I've had my fair share for two lifetimes!

[deadlydelicacy]

*This is Bianchi not believing you aren't afraid of babies*

Mmm hmm.

[fuckinghorse]

Hey, hang in there, yeah?

[deadlydelicacy]

I generally do. Sometimes it just takes a little ... motivating, to get things back on track.