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vengeance_driven) wrote in resort_link2015-01-24 02:56 pm
Niko Bellic | Network 003
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[Once Niko's comfortably back in his home (because he had to check on his beast, which is scarfing food in the background and his big giant hound is sniffing at it like nothing at all was wrong in the past day), Niko decides to let people know he's alive.]
[He's so angry that he flipped Jeffer's network sensor on by accident. So his swears get replaced by madlib holes of hateful silence. He's still dirty, and tired, and looks like he's ready to tear off someone's face.]
What is that ▬▬▬ English saying about death being exaggerated. Yeah. Something like that.
I know a certain traitorous piece of ▬▬▬ I would like a word with, though. Where are you?! You ▬▬▬ coward son of a ▬▬▬! I'm going to find you even if you don't tell me, so might as well make this easy and not make me any more ▬▬▬ off, ▬▬▬.
[He doesn't actually stick around. He's seen turning it off and leaving. He'll be back later. But he's too pissed.]
OOC: All responses on the network will be after the actual spam thread. No worries, he's not actually going to do anything. He's leaving that to other people.
[Once Niko's comfortably back in his home (because he had to check on his beast, which is scarfing food in the background and his big giant hound is sniffing at it like nothing at all was wrong in the past day), Niko decides to let people know he's alive.]
[He's so angry that he flipped Jeffer's network sensor on by accident. So his swears get replaced by madlib holes of hateful silence. He's still dirty, and tired, and looks like he's ready to tear off someone's face.]
What is that ▬▬▬ English saying about death being exaggerated. Yeah. Something like that.
I know a certain traitorous piece of ▬▬▬ I would like a word with, though. Where are you?! You ▬▬▬ coward son of a ▬▬▬! I'm going to find you even if you don't tell me, so might as well make this easy and not make me any more ▬▬▬ off, ▬▬▬.
[He doesn't actually stick around. He's seen turning it off and leaving. He'll be back later. But he's too pissed.]
OOC: All responses on the network will be after the actual spam thread. No worries, he's not actually going to do anything. He's leaving that to other people.
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Oh.
[He looks down at his hands, turning slightly red, and he's quiet for what feels like a long time. He wants to tell Niko that going down that path would be a bad idea, but he also doesn't want to assume that this is anything more than Niko being confused after being convinced he was going to die alone for a while. He probably just wants to be close to someone after all that time on his own. Boone still isn't sure he's the right person to be getting close to, but he has a feeling rejecting Niko will make him feel miserable. He doesn't want Niko to feel alone again. And really, he's not asking for anything more than friendship. He's just asking for a kiss. It doesn't have to be anything more than that.
The fact that he's considering it surprises him. And suddenly, he thinks back to the one time he figured that kissing Niko would be scratchy. He'd never had any desire to actually kiss him, but the thought had been there. Is he curious now? He's not sure. He resists the urge to turn back around and pour another drink, and finally finds his words again.]
You, uh... you sure that's a good idea?
[He glances up at Niko again. It's not a judging look. He doesn't think it's embarrassing. It's just a little difficult to process.]
Said you'd regret it. You really think you would?
[Because if he really thinks he'd be kicking himself later, he doesn't want that.]
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I was worried you might throw me out if I even mentioned it. Men ah... don't... take too well to it in my world. [But he's never ran Brucie out for wanting to, so he doesn't know why he was so worried about it.]
[He's not sure at all that it's a good idea, not in the slightest. And he does believe it's probably because he was angry and scared and alone and he just wants someone that cares to fucking trust him for once. And he knows that he likes him well enough to trust him with just the thought of doing it.]
Maybe a little will not be bad. [He makes a space between his fingers, indicating what he means. And honestly, the red in his Boone's face is probably more encouraging than it should be. It doesn't seem like he would have turned that color if he completely resented the idea.]
[This is idiotic. He could probably go the brothel and pay a prostitute to dress up for him rather than risk his very real friendship.]
[But Niko takes the risk, shifts close to where Boone is sitting cross-legged, and leans in, propping up his weight with one arm. Just a little one. That wouldn't be so bad, right? The communists did this kind of thing just for friendship.]
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When he moves closer, Boone resists the urge to lean away. This is a terrible idea, he's sure of it now. His eyes flick between Niko's eyes and his lips, trying to figure out what he's thinking, if he's already regretting leaning in. He gives him some time to change his mind, to move away again. He almost hopes that does- but when he doesn't, Boone finally relents and leans in a little. Not enough to let their lips touch, but enough to tell Niko he has his permission to go ahead. It's just a kiss. They'll do it, and then they'll forget about it. Maybe later on, they'll even joke about it. If they're really friends, this won't change anything. That's the important part.]
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[Then his nose gets in the way a little, which means when their mouths meet he's smiling a little. And he pulls away before it can even be a proper kiss, trying to not smile first. His face is feeling a little heated, as well, which is aggravating the issue.]
Okay. Okay. Sorry, my nose got in the way. [Which... saying it out loud isn't stopping him from laughing his mean little laugh at himself at how big and awkward he is.] Oh, I am not so good at being delicate flower. [He's already losing words.]
[He might as well do it while he's still smiling. So he does, and it's short and gentle, lips pressing lightly and only with the slightest of prickle and stubble. Nothing in the room exploded or burst into flame. Clocks keep ticking and by some miracle neither of them experienced an annuerism and died on the spot. It's basically the ideal scenario.]
[When he pulls back he's still smiling some.]
Okay.
[And then a nod.]
That was good. Thank you. For trusting me.
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He's almost expecting something terrible to happen as soon as their lips touch, but when Niko pulls away everything is still as it was before the kiss. He looks down at his hands again, still a little bit red, but he doesn't look like he regrets what just happened. Actually, he's still smiling a tiny smile.]
It's, uh... no problem. You feel better?
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[He's still smiling a little himself as he pushes back higher on the bed, seeming to be okay with drinking his vodka now. It will help him get to sleep.]
Despite having a face that gets in the way. [He wiggles his nose at Boone.]
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[Since Niko seems like he wants to start drinking again, Boone pours them both another glass. He's still not sure how he feels about what just happened, but it didn't feel bad. It's a little confusing, and still kind of awkward, but it probably won't happen again so maybe he shouldn't think about it anymore. When Niko wiggles his nose, he smiles a little more and attempts to hide it in his drink. As it turns out, glass isn't very good at concealing things.]
Glad you made it outta there. Not sure I'd wanna stick around here otherwise.
[He probably would have gone straight back home if Niko had died.]
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[Which means he has to think about something else he considered earlier- when it comes to the gangs, the Blood Pack is by far better than the Orions. Garona refuses to involve civilians in their conflicts. He gets away with just doing shipments. But they are still illegal, and Boone is patrol.]
[Today has proven to him that loyalty lies in Boone's favor, so ultimately he will have to talk to him about it. He can't betray the Blood Pack- he's not a traitor, but he'll want to know his feelings on it. See if they, personally, can reach some sort of an accord.]
[But he's satisfied with this small victory, that he came out of a horrifying and enraging experience coaxing smiles from Boone again.] Something strange happened when I was in there. I am sure that I gave Belloq a sword, but I still had a sword. When I think back, I think the first sword weighed different when I was wrapping it.
I think that I found the first sword, I put it down, and one of those pretending animals saw it. Turned into the sword. I wrapped it up and slid it to him. So he fucking ran off with the fake.
Talk about unlucky. [He doesn't sound upset by Belloq's lack of luck, though.]
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[That's... god, he hopes that's what happened.]
Guess karma came round to bite him in the ass pretty quick, huh.
[Good. He hopes Belloq is miserable. Miserable and feeling like an ass. He outed himself as a traitorous son of a bitch for a fake sword.]
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Pretty damn quick. I think it's pretty funny. [His mean little grin grows at the idea. He's guessing that's why Belloq was so ready to turn himself in. That sword wasn't real.]
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[He takes a drink and props up his pillows on his side of the bed so he can lean against them.]
Guess leaving him alive was a good idea after all. Means he gets to live with that mistake. Maybe he won't care about leaving you behind, but he'll care about losing something like a diamond sword. Seems like something that'll always bother him.
[He can't know that for sure, but he hopes that's the case.]
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[That's not something Boone would want to miss. He glances over when Niko gestures for him to sit closer, and hesitates only for a moment before moving over. They've already kissed, sitting a bit closer won't hurt. And he's had enough to drink by now that he doesn't mind the closer contact anymore.]
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[He reaches to take the bottle, topping off their glasses with it.] That sword is probably not even all that valuable in your world. Diamonds can't be that useful. Maybe just to stab things with.
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[He takes another long drink, grunts to himself, and leans his head on Niko's shoulder. The vodka is going down well.]
Maybe not to some people, but... think there are probably a bunch of people out there who'd go through hell to get their hands on a sword made of diamond.
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Diamonds have been nothing but trouble for me. This asshole back home decided that I stole some from him, and he chases me halfway around the planet for them. They're stupid. If someone else wants to fuck with the mess they make? I'm happy to let them have them. I just want to have good friends and get by.
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[Money is a good thing to have, but not if you have to betray your friends to get it.]
Wasn't worrying about caps when I left Novac. Turns out killing legionaries isn't a bad way to get them, though. Lot of them carried nice weapons. Sold pretty well. Better than diamonds would've, I bet.
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When we went drinking he would tell me that vodka and rum, alcohol, they were things that came from the Earth. And when we drank them they put us in touch with the Earth. [He holds up his glass to look through the vodka in it.]
He knew how to live well. Smoked too much weed. but he knew how to live well. Not a lot of people can do that. For all that he sold and acted in violence, he sold and spoke of peace as well. People like him made my world good.
I think he would have liked you. [He settles the glass back down after a short drink. He also thinks Little Jacob would have been right out there to save him. He was always his most dependable friend back home.]
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[He swirls his vodka around in his glass, then drains it.]
He know about you coming out here?
[Boone told the others where he was going, but then again he wasn't trying to start a new life somewhere else. It's hard to leave people behind when you tell them where you're going. In a way, Boone thinks he was hoping for some of the others to show up.]
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