tastes_of_honey: (Farfarello (Red))
December 7, 2001
a Rome, Italy


When Schuldig Portaled into Farfarello's Roman apartment, Farfarello did indeed look like he wanted to have a chat, just as Schu had felt. Could a telepathic link really cross realities and time zones? He didn't let any of his surprise and disquiet show on his face.

"Good," Farfarello said. "I felt and thought really hard at you."

"As long as you didn't rupture anything. Actually, I just felt like showing up." Liar. Hopefully Red wouldn't catch that. "What's on your mind? And do make sure to stay on the other side of the room." Schu refused to sit on the bed for similar reasons. Read more... )
tastes_of_honey: (Farfarello (Red))
Almost forgot to say. Halloween was pretty cool. I dressed up as a zombie clown, while Red Farf was just a regular zombie. Though in his case he took his eyepatch off and put a lot of fake blood in and around his socket as part of his makeup. People are lucky he didn't go Method and use some of the real stuff. We contented ourselves with scaring the crap out of people and getting a ton of candy. Farf on candy is really special.
tastes_of_honey: (Bad Self)
I had a nice little Christmas. Rose-red didn't accept my invitation, but I didn't really expect him to have the guts to. It was Nagi, Brad, and me eating and opening presents and, to my happiness, ending up in a threesome. I was taking all the ribbons and bows off my gifts and putting them on team mates, people got excited, and things happened. I'm certainly not complaining.

My Christmas celebration with Red Farf had a much higher bodycount. I think we reached the triple digits. He was impressed enough that eventually he patted my head, said, "That'll do," and brought me to his home to toss me into his bed. I think I need to rediscover my ability to say no to him or at least moderate things.

New Year's Eve was one of my sleepover times with Brad, and he woke me at sunrise to ring in the new year or some shit. I grumbled, cursed him, and threatened grievous bodily harm until he made it worth my while, and afterward I could just go back to sleep and stay as long as I wanted. I'd forgotten that was one of the joys of living with someone.
tastes_of_honey: (Grr)
"Pope likens 'saving' gays to saving the rainforest"

Brad says I can't kill him, while Red Farf would probably celebrate anything that turns more people away from the faith, but I would love to show the Vatican what "a deviation, an irregularity, a wound" really looks like.
tastes_of_honey: (The Tower)
Things have been weird lately. Or I've been weirder than usual. Read more... )
tastes_of_honey: (Farfarello (Red))
October 1, 2000
a Rome, Italy


When Farfarello walked out of the bathroom, fresh from the shower, he saw Lucifer sitting on his bed. Annoyance and affection warred within him, but he had to give the telepath credit for coming back so soon, especially knowing that Farfarello had been enraged last time. But the anger had faded, and fondness dominated him now as he sat beside him. Wait.

"It hasn't been just a few days for you, has it?" Farfarello asked.

"How did you guess?" Satan asked, sounding tired.

"You smell like oncoming winter, you look much wearier, you're wearing heavier clothing, and your hair is longer. I think you're thinner too."

"You notice all that?"

Read more... )
tastes_of_honey: (Downcast)
"I don’t care what you think,
As long as it’s about me
The best of us can find happiness
In misery"



-- "I Don't Care" by Fall Out Boy

***

"Back in school they never taught us what we needed to know,
Like how to deal with despair, or someone breaking your heart."

-- "Seventy Times 7" by Brand New
tastes_of_honey: (Grr)
Me and Red had a huge argument, so bad that he was on the verge of attacking me (again) and I took off telling him I wouldn't return until he cooled off, which I know will just piss him off more but there's no way in hell I'll throw down with him short of someone paying me big cash for it. He's pissed that I come and go as I please while he can't show up at will in my reality as I can in his. While I see his point, I know the little psycho doesn't love me, but he needs me to be obsessed or in love with him. The way I wander in now and then just shows him that he's not really important to me. I can't get him to understand that he would be more important to me if he didn't make me feel like he's with me and humoring me with sex just to get Catholic bashing from me.

When am I gonna learn my lesson about Farfarellos?

***

Ten asked who had a code name. Brody asked what we're tired of justifying to people. A meme revealed him, he feels falsely, as the Loverboy, while I'm supposedly the False Messiah, which makes me laugh like hell. At another time we talked about lyrics. I talked with Amalia about troublesome and unwanted duties.

((Worried about [livejournal.com profile] wireboundheart, Aya asked the Nexus for stress relief suggestions. When Yohji returned, Aya learned that things had gotten worse [NSFW]. When Raven asked about alternates, Aya had a brief conversation with her about the mistakes he'd made with [livejournal.com profile] dream_departed.

((Nagi asked [livejournal.com profile] feline_casanova to the Nexus prom but was turned down, partly from Yohji and Sanzo having a thing going on. Schu went to the prom and had briefly discussed what he would wear before it with the General. Nagi struck out while trying to reestablish good contact with Gojyo and Hakkai, and when a conversation between him and Schu in the Nexus brought it up, Schu told him that Gojyo was being a dick. A post by Daimon Winter asking for psychics drew out Schu, Nagi, and Mio Hongo. Toki and Gojyo had a phone conversation about the people who've unexpectedly returned to the Nexus.))


((At [livejournal.com profile] dear_mun, Allistar generated even more drama.))
tastes_of_honey: (Crazytime)
My Nagi saved his hash by treating me to a birthmonth spa day. I was exfoliated, oiled, and massaged. I got a facial, a mani-pedi, and deep conditioning for my hair. Then we had a sleepover. I still feel all tingly.

My Brad has one day left to fete me before I'll be forced to take vengeance on him.
tastes_of_honey: (Fade)
I'm still amused over how I volunteered myself and [livejournal.com profile] just_a_murder for a bout of speed dating. I don't know if Aya got any lasting benefits out of it but just putting him in that situation was rewarding for me. ((Aya complained about it at [livejournal.com profile] dear_mun and was mistaken for another Aya by Nataku.)) Max did a kinda insulting poll about the speed dating afterwards. Hmph. The multiverse wouldn't be able to handle how gorgeous my children would be.

But Aya's new spirit of friendliness came out when he started a conversation with Fish about food, talked to Toshiko about how he uses or doesn't use foreknowledge, and discussed knowledge and power with Revan. Aya and I formally introduced ourselves to Fish when he asked the Nexus for introductions. Still upset over what happened to [livejournal.com profile] wireboundheart a while back, Aya asked the Nexus about people who could possess bodies.

Read more... )

Over It

Aug. 3rd, 2008 02:59 am
tastes_of_honey: (Grr)
There's a Farfarello in the Nexus, and his mental signature is odd. Being me, I had to sound him out. Consider my curiosity satisfied. I have no urge to initiate another conversation with him.

***

If you don't care about that, have a LOLcat.
tastes_of_honey: (Hell)
Farfarello burned. It was interesting being so dry. Floaty.

“What stupidity is this?”

Smiling, Farfarello half-opened his eye to see Lucifer standing before his bed, orange hair blazing even in the shady dimness of the stifling room. Farfarello croaked through cracked lips, “Tyger! Tyger! burning bright.”

“It’s my own hand that frames my fearful symmetry. How long have you been like this?”

“Time is an illusion.”

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tastes_of_honey: (Sunglasses)
Schuldig reeled as he Portalled back into his flat. Busy night. He'd found a target on a dance floor Farfarello had been looking for and killed the guy himself out of some urge to finish the dance. After they'd dumped the body and Schuldig had turned down a cut of the reward money, they'd danced and drank for hours before returning to Farfarello's place for dirtier dancing. Schuldig hadn't been this hungover in a long time. Farfie could drink. Schu had easier times with other people's hangovers than his own; the nausea wasn't so bad, for one thing. Farf had entertained himself by trying to gross Schu out once they woke up, so it was time to go.

Shit, he had nothing edible in his own flat, and he knew he'd be hungry later. Grocery shopping. Blaaah. He hated it. He needed minions, dammit.

Schu didn't bother showering or changing; he just put his darkest sunglasses and a heavier coat on before leaving. But as he reached the front door he felt a familiar presence outside: Aya.

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tastes_of_honey: (Farfarello (Red))
Although Farfarello returned home silently, he wanted to stamp and curse in a fit of rage. He might have to sew up that gash on his arm, but what galled him most was that Rome had increased the police presence around churches and he only had himself to blame for it for having run a little too wild too often lately. More dogs had been called in to guard the sheep. A police presence making his missions harder held no charm for him because police and challenges had nothing to do with what he did. How could he even be sure whether they were believers? For safety's sake, he had to take them down too quickly to do a proper interrogation.

With a partner, he could take more time with people despite armed guards and greater numbers.

But it didn't matter for Rome, because he'd overdone it here. He needed to back off for a while.

When his Schwarz link suddenly flared to life, he picked up his pace. It would be so like Schuldig to show up while Farfarello was away from home and leave forever in a huff over him not being there this one time, ready to receive him. Some things, annoying and amusing, all Schuldigs had in common.

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tastes_of_honey: (Hell)
Picked this one up from [livejournal.com profile] campjesus:

What Kind of Puppy Are You? )

***

In other news, I've decided to visit Red for a little talk tonight. I'm a little less angry now, and I want to see whether I have to close the book on him.

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