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Kokabiel ([info]starofgod) wrote in [info]utr_logs,
@ 2011-03-11 23:04:00

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Entry tags:kokabiel, michael

WHO: Kokabiel and Michael
WHAT: Moving into the flat in Condesa
WHEN: After Kabe's meeting with Raziel
WARNINGS: Entirely possible.



"Vete a su chingada madre! Pendejo, que te den por el culo!" Anyone coming up the block of Yautepec Street in Mexico City would have heard her, but Kokabiel didn't really care. She'd paid a couple of big men to help carry her stuff up the stairs, and now they'd dropped her stuff in the doorway of her block of flats and walked away. She could handle most of it, but some of the shit was huge. She kept yelling at them in gutter Spanish, because she could, and because it felt good. When she'd burned out, she stomped down the flight of stairs, cursing under her breath, pulling her hair back so it wouldn't get in her way. Apparently she'd have some work to do.



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[info]starofgod
2011-03-12 06:15 am UTC (link)
Kabe blinked, seeing him appear out of nowhere. "Okay, so you save me the trouble of calling you and asking. The assholes I hired brought the shit from the truck to here and left it." She pointed up the stairs. "Second door on the left, just in the big main room for now, I can shove it around against whatever wall." She hefted two boxes, heading up to follow him with an amused laugh. "And please, like you don't know even worse expressions than that."

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