LOOK A SHOUT OUT WITH ACTUAL SHOUTING

[daluci.livejournal.com]

HEY YOU GUYS

Duo, Duo, and Duo. Up front and center, if you please. Duo, set down the list, now, it'll be there when you come back. And Duo, stop smirking. I mean, it's a lovely look, but they're going to flip at you if you don't take a pause. Also, Duo, their Heeros did it too, so you can stop pretending the world is ending.

And Pollutions? Yeah, kids, not cute. AND BLOODY HELL, DESIRE, STOP PROVOKING THE HORSEPEOPLE, THAT IS NOT COOL.

......others who need... Ah, yes. Loki. ...You know, nevermind, you don't listen to me anyway.

Quentin, ♥. Don't ever stop being you, alright?

Why am I calling out to my own muses? Eheh.

Deneeeb. ::sighs::

Comments

[maxwellian.livejournal.com]

And what's wrong with you?

[selfdetonation.livejournal.com]

Nothing you should be concerned with, really.

[maxwellian.livejournal.com]

Yeah, see, when you put it like that?

Come on, spill.

[selfdetonation.livejournal.com]

... You're still pissed about that?

[maxwellian.livejournal.com]

Pissed. Pissed? I don't think pissed is the word.

[selfdetonation.livejournal.com]

Well. Forgive me for reading you wrong, then.

What's the problem?

[maxwellian.livejournal.com]

...My best friend set his own damn leg outside of my car. A leg that was broken by some supernatural person who I only know about because of some weird online community thing.

The sound of my best friend's leg being set back into place is one that I hope to never hear again, except perhaps in my nightmares.

And goddamn it, Yuy, you need to care about what happens to you.

[selfdetonation.livejournal.com]

It hurt. I acknowledged the pain and did the first thing I could think of to make it stop hurting at least slightly. I think that falls into caring about what happens to me, Duo.

It is not. That big. Of a deal. And I'm sorry that it has apparently caused some sort of issue.

[maxwellian.livejournal.com]

So, what, if it would have hurt less if you cut it off, you'd have cut it off?

[selfdetonation.livejournal.com]

[... Thanks, that hurt.]

I'm not that stupid.

[maxwellian.livejournal.com]

See, you think one's stupid and you think the other one's common sense. I'm not getting it.

[selfdetonation.livejournal.com]

Not common sense. I just felt it was the best solution at the time.

... I don't know how else to explain this. I'm only repeating myself.

[maxwellian.livejournal.com]

Yeah, join the club. [sigh]

[selfdetonation.livejournal.com]

... Didn't expect it to become this big of an issue.

What would you have me do to... make up for it?

[maxwellian.livejournal.com]

What...

There's nothing to make up, man, unless you want to pay for therapy to get that noise out of my head. I just don't get it. And I guess that means I don't get you.

[selfdetonation.livejournal.com]

You don't have to "get" the fact that I thought what I did would help, Duo. You're my best friend, you "get" the rest of it. Me. Whatever.

Look. I just don't want this to end up in something stupid, like us not speaking anymore. Or whatever else falls along those lines.

[maxwellian.livejournal.com]

...I don't think I could not speak with you anymore.

[selfdetonation.livejournal.com]

So, are we still on good terms? ... Because I've spent this entire time thinking that we aren't.

[maxwellian.livejournal.com]

Fuck. Yes. Good terms. As long as you're taking care of your goddamn leg.

[selfdetonation.livejournal.com]

I've barely moved. And when I have, it hasn't even touched the floor. Does that count?

[maxwellian.livejournal.com]

Have you been eating right?

[selfdetonation.livejournal.com]

As far as I know, yes.

[maxwellian.livejournal.com]

Three times a day?

[selfdetonation.livejournal.com]

Two. I don't have time for lunch.

[maxwellian.livejournal.com]

What the hell is keeping you so busy?