Meme time!

[deathpixie]

Because it's quiet today and it's this or adding drabbles to the Wiki. *whimpers*

Request two XP characters and I will write a sentence/scene from an unwritten log/fic. If you ask for a pair of characters, you're agreeing to get a pair of characters, unless the whole thought gives you hives and you ask nicely to be excused. ;)

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Manuel and Angelo

[redhawk.livejournal.com]

Manuel hobbled out from behind the DJs booth, his head throbbing with aural overstimulation and too much caffeine and nicotine. His knee had decided to get into the act as well, pulsing hot waves of pain in time with his heartbeat. All he wanted was a dark room, a warm towel, to elevate his leg and to be left _alone_.

As usual, somewhere in the void of space and time the Fates laughed at his desires.

The grey skin was what had tipped him off - he very nearly didn't recognize the figure in the decent-looking suit. The same grey-skinned man in the decent-looking suit who was heading right for him.

Manuel, despite the cane, despite his nagging injuries that he'd been told would be with him in some form forever - managed to duck into the thinning crowds and avoid speaking to the man entirely.

Angelo was one part of the wreckage that was his past that he wasn't at all keen on exploring.

o/~ But you could have it all
My empire of dirt
I will let you down
I will make you hurt o/~