crimson-chaos: animus-inspire: crimson-chaos: animus-inspire: Interesting choice of tie. [[love]] “Speaking from a man who wear pink.” [- Snerk -] If you can work it, flaunt it. It is a beautiful tie, Vincent. “Sound as if you really believe you can flaunt it, Commissioner.” A slight pause exists before the gunman inclined his head. “…It was given.” Vincent’s own preference would...
turkwithnopants: -A medium-sized box in white wrapping paper with multicolored ornaments all over it is left somewhere conspicuous. It has a note on it that reads “To Reeve, From Kunsel Claus”- Your gift is: A set of tie-dye sweaters for yourself and Cait Sith Reeve approaches the package with a childish sense of glee hidden under a stoic veneer. It was rather garish, but in his opinion that...
soldierandscientist: animus-inspire: Oh. Is… there anything-? Nevermind, just ignore me Shalua. I’m almost tempted to ask you to finish that statement. I’ll try, it’s nearly impossible. But you won’t. Hm. That’s something at least. Now, I think we should be both getting back to our work, I’ve taken enough of your time up as it is.
soldierandscientist: ask-reeve replied to your post: Go kiss Reeve! They are still at it I see. “Commissioner, they want me to kiss you again. Now why would I submit you to something unwarranted?” He checks the sigh brewing in his chest and gives Shalua a placid response, “It is not as if we don’t have enough work to do without being asked at every venture to parade kisses on...
not-a-rookie: ((Seriously, my new home looks a little Midgar-esque. I’m trying to pretend this doesn’t make me happy…)) [[That’s why Reeve liked your previous post :D Glad it is good, Laney-mun!]]
Retreating for a few minutes
irene-the-bean: Now I have shit to do and a bio to write. I’m going to annoy the SHIT out of Reeve. I mean what? APPROVED.
He’s like a genius five year old trapped in a forty-year old’s body.– Elfe, on Reeve (via ten-tackles) [[I would say six or seven, but you are close >D <3]]