Rascal 'Sal' Phoenix (rascal_phoenix) wrote in chaosunraveled, @ 2008-05-24 19:04:00 |
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Current location: | The Tower |
Current mood: | ecstatic |
Entry tags: | carrion, finished thread, rating: pg-13, rating: r, sal, setting: the tower within niflheim, una |
We Didn't Start The Fire
Who: Una, Sal, and Carrion
Where: The Room of Una and Carrion
When: After Carrion leaves the room, right after all the L/Light commotion
Rating: PG-13 to R
Warnings: Craziness, plotting, cursing, innuendos
Summary: While Asgard is up in arms and everyone in Niflheim is conniving elsewhere, Sal and Una decide to continue pissing off their own teammates. They're getting good at it, too.
The rest of the world was naturally in chaos. With Niflheim dividing itself and Asgard falling to pieces, there was no mistake that the plots of Light and the others were doing their job. Sal was never envious of what the others were doing - in fact, he found them very stupid. A true hunter never rushed, never hurried, and that was what everyone else was doing. Luckily, they would clear the path for him and by the time Asgard was in pieces, Sal would strike.
Now? Now was simply play time. And she'd already found herself a playmate in Una. There was no friendship between them, no buddy-buddy attitude. Rather, they responded to each other as a pair of hunters. They recognized and acknowledged each other, and even spoke fondly of each other. But now was time to take the games a step further, and Una's offer had provided just that.
Sal therefor waited outside her door, patiently waiting for Una to come and escort her to the tower where she roomed with Carrion. Arms folded, shoulders hunched, she looked forward to the fun they could start and the feelings they could hurt. The things they could trash. The damage they could cause. Life was swell.