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Tweak says, "Rage"

Darius Alexander Summers (dasummers) wrote in utr_logs,
@ 2009-05-02 20:25:00

Entry tags:

darius summers, remy lebeau

Who: Darius and Remy
What: realizing that Darius isn't good at avoiding trouble
Where: Italy, to start
When: tomorrow morning/afternoon
Warnings: cursing, references to mischief, college humor.

Darius groaned as he shifted, grabbing his head. Remy was another one of those people that drank almost out of desperation more than enjoyment. Darius had foolishly tried to keep up, and now he was regretting it a great deal.

He wobbled to the bathroom and contemplated curling up in the tub for the next week. Instead he relieved himself and ran the hot water over his head for a few minutes, until he felt like he could move. He removed his contacts and stuck them in the case, rubbing his eyes a lot.

As he made his way back to the living room where he'd passed out, he nearly ran into Remy. "Huh?" Articulation was rarely Darius's strong point, and even less so now.

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	dasummers 2009-05-07 10:42 am UTC (link)
	That just made Darius laugh, a loud laugh that shook his whole body. Granted there wasn't much to shake. "God, that's right. This is just justice." (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

	knaveofhearts 2009-05-07 10:51 am UTC (link)
	Remy knocked back the coffee and stretched as he stood. "'Xactly. We're de good guys. Which d'ya wanna get, de goods or de rides?" He left a generous tip and the two started walking out of the cafe, but not before bowing theatrically to the sniper watching them from the nearby hotel. Yes, we know you're there, but you won't shoot us yet. (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

	dasummers 2009-05-07 10:55 am UTC (link)
	Darius quirked his eyebrow, not bothering to glance over. "They're probably going to follow us to the airport. Do you have your credit card, or will you be sponging off a poor traveler?" The portkeys seemed like something he didn't want to advertise to the mafia. (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

	knaveofhearts 2009-05-07 11:29 am UTC (link)
	"Well, a justice owes me a favor. We can use his jet and mess with the followers. If we have a lot of 'friends' they might think twice about later threats." Remy paused. "Or we knock their heads together when they get there and leave anyway." (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

	dasummers 2009-05-07 11:31 am UTC (link)
	"I like that second one, but the first one's probably more doable." He shrugged. It was a sad, sad day when violence wasn't the answer. At least at the moment he felt that way. (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

	knaveofhearts 2009-05-07 12:06 pm UTC (link)
	A few smooth words and a smile got two local girls to give them a ride on their mopeds to the municipal airport. A sleek black car, could you be more obvious?, followed them but was slowed at the gate. Remy stepped to behind a column, bo expanding. "I'll blow de car, you get anybody dat runs, bon?" (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

	dasummers 2009-05-07 12:11 pm UTC (link)
	"Sure." Darius looked around for something to use and came up with a full can of soda. It would do. Improvised weapons ftw. He millled around a bit, looking at a bus schedule to appear innocent. It would only work if they were stupid, but odds were good they were. (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

knaveofhearts
2009-05-07 12:31 pm UTC (link)

The car rolled ominously past where Remy was standing, twirling the bo and whistling. He pounced onto the top, grinned and slammed the stick through the hood. A soft light grew and the engine blew itself out of the mounting and the car bucked up, laughing the mutant into the air.

Three men in suits and chunky jewelry came coughing out of the car, waving gun or wiping their eyes.

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	dasummers 2009-05-07 12:46 pm UTC (link)
	Darius pounced on them, taking out the two from the passenger side with two precise blows to the backs of their heads. He bolted around the car, using the spoke to obscure him long enough to take out the driver as well. He reached into the car and took the keys, tucking them into his pocket. "That's not suspicious looking." (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

	knaveofhearts 2009-05-07 12:51 pm UTC (link)
	Remy went over the bodies and into the car, looking for semi-auto handguns, money, cellphones. He texted the co-ordinates of the next stop to the boss's number. "Ehhh, if the Bond movies are t'be believed, dis happens all de time." He pointed to the white sleek jet a hundred yards away in the sun. "Our chariot." (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

	dasummers 2009-05-07 01:27 pm UTC (link)
	"James Bond." Darius scoffed. "Bah. Those movies are hilarious." In a snarky 'people used to watch this? Really?' kind of way. He tucked a smaller gun into his back pocket, wishing the men were less bulky so he could steal one of their holsters. "Niiiice." He approved of the plane a lot. "Can I fly?" (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

knaveofhearts
2009-05-07 01:32 pm UTC (link)

"I dunno, she was after your bony butt..." Remy raised an eyebrow before chuckling. "Go 'head, kid. I'll use the time t' call up some gear fer us."

The door was painfully easy to hotwire open and they climbed up the stairs into the luxe inner space. Remy strolled into the passenger section and sat down. If he actually needed help, Darius would call.

"Hmmm, 1956 sauvingon.... Eh, it's a chase, we need something red."

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	dasummers 2009-05-08 11:43 am UTC (link)
	"Awesome." He slid into the cockpit, and began calling for clearances, slowly starting the plane up. This was going to be interesting. At least they weren't asking any hard questions. Soon enough, he had the plane in the air. (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

knaveofhearts
2009-05-08 11:49 am UTC (link)

Remy started making his calls and favors, noting the plane was moving but not lurching. Smooth kid.

Snowmobiles, schematics, and odds n ends would be waiting for them, ith very few strings pulled. Remy wandered about the plane, finding the justice's dress clothes and ...hmmm looked like the old man had a young male friend, from the cut.

He tossed the smaller suit into the cockpit. "We doing dis like a movie, gotta go all de way."

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	dasummers 2009-05-08 11:55 am UTC (link)
	Darius turned his head, eying the clothes. "What the hell is that?" He poked it with his toe experimentally. "The guy that owns this plane better have a son." The clothes were not for an adult, but they would probably still fit Darius. Which was irritating. (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

	knaveofhearts 2009-05-08 12:46 pm UTC (link)
	"Is a cocktail evening suit." Remy chuckled and shrugged. "Judgin' by de spectrum of our fun last night, we don' have a leg t'judge him by." He rubbed salt into the you-are-smaller wound with generous hair ruffle-noogie before smirknig and leaving. (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

	dasummers 2009-05-08 12:52 pm UTC (link)
	"I do. I behaved myself admirably, considering the amount of Jager I took in." Oh well. Darius grumbled at Remy, tilting the plane so he'd stagger. Jerk. But he righted it quickly, not being quite as vindictive as he could be. (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

	knaveofhearts 2009-05-08 02:28 pm UTC (link)
	Remy chucked his shirt at the back of the blond's head. "None of dat. Dis here bourbon's older dan you, so no spilling. Or no mid-flight snackies for de pilot." (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

	dasummers 2009-05-09 01:03 am UTC (link)
	Darius turned and chucked the shirt back. "I haven't even been born in this-" He stopped, horror struck. "Oh God, I'm just like Nathan." (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

	knaveofhearts 2009-05-09 07:53 am UTC (link)
	Remy poked his head in, staring for a moment, then solemnly reappeared with a generous tumbler. "Here, it'll make de pain go away." (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

	dasummers 2009-05-10 12:43 am UTC (link)
	The drink was accepted and downed without any apparent change in Darius's expression. He flipped a few switches, then went to the back. "Plane's fine for the next half hour. Knock if I'm not back out by then." He shut himself into the kitchenette and curled up. What a horrible thought. (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

	knaveofhearts 2009-05-10 10:31 am UTC (link)
	Remy nodded and simply sat back in the pilot's seat, enjoying the view while the boy crashed, musing. At the proper time, he opened the kitchenette's door and sloshed a cup of sparkling water at Darius. "Aaaaaannnd you're done. C'mon Petit." (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

dasummers
2009-05-10 12:11 pm UTC (link)

Darius blinked and looked up, grabbing a handful of paper towels before trudging back to the cockpit.

He settled in and took over again, requesting clearances for landing. Other than that, he didn't speak, and maintained a blank expression. He'd freak out later. Right now he just had to get through this.

The urge to have sex was getting pretty strong, so that only added to his need to be stoic.

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