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10th bomb||Hayato Gokudera|| [video/inperson]
[After hearing from Megamind about his room the teen GUNS IT to see for himself. Low and behold his room is a blackened husk of it's former self. He runs in, looking around at it desperately. There was hardly anything recognizable left of the bed... his dresser was reduced to nothing but charcoal.
He stands there for a moment, face pale and his jaw hung open. He snaps out of his trance and rushes to the only thing still standing in his room. A bookshelf. He feverishly begins rummaging through it starting at the bottom, obviously looking for something. As he does so his black berry tumbles out of his pocket and switches on to video.
Hayato continues undeterred gradually working his way up to the higher shelves. Once he can no longer reach, he steps on one of the lower shelves to hoist himself up. Just as he seems to have something in his grasp, the shelves give out, causing him to tumble onto the floor, landing on his back. He sits up, holding what appears to be the charred remains of a little wooden toy are in his soot-blackened hands. He swallows hard, and it seems that his eyes begin to water... just a little.
He just sits there looking at it. The only thing he had left to remember his mother by...]
He stands there for a moment, face pale and his jaw hung open. He snaps out of his trance and rushes to the only thing still standing in his room. A bookshelf. He feverishly begins rummaging through it starting at the bottom, obviously looking for something. As he does so his black berry tumbles out of his pocket and switches on to video.
Hayato continues undeterred gradually working his way up to the higher shelves. Once he can no longer reach, he steps on one of the lower shelves to hoist himself up. Just as he seems to have something in his grasp, the shelves give out, causing him to tumble onto the floor, landing on his back. He sits up, holding what appears to be the charred remains of a little wooden toy are in his soot-blackened hands. He swallows hard, and it seems that his eyes begin to water... just a little.
He just sits there looking at it. The only thing he had left to remember his mother by...]
[Video]
Shit. The fuck happened? You alright, kid?
[No. Not worry. Just...uh...forcibly looking for answers with an unspoken "Whose ass do I gotta kick?" tone. Yeah. That's all. He doesn't give a fuck about this kid. Right? Right? Of course not. Because Grimmjow doesn't give a fuck about anyone. Except for himself. Right. Of course.]
Re: [Video]
I'm fine, something happened and it looks like something set of the dynamite I had layin' around...
[Video]
[Okay. So not the most useful of things to say to someone in their time of need, BUT GODDAMNIT IT NEEDED TO BE SAID OKAY.]
Look. Uh.
If you want me to have a word with someone
Read as: Kick someone's asslet me know...What room number's that, anyhow?
Re: [Video]
[That was genuine...yet oddly saying it makes him feel so much better]
I dunno who did it, but when I find out I'll be sure to bust there face on the wall myself....but... there are a shitton of people who could've done it.
[he was one for making enemies much faster then making friends...]
room 35...
[Video/In Person]
..Jeeze, you were damn lucky you weren't in here at the time.
[Lazily leaning against the broken/burnt door frame, quietly thinking about what a fuckload of damage this is.]
Where you gonna stay now?
[No, that wasn't malicious. It probably /sounded/ it unintentionally. But Grimmjow's tact. HE FAILS AT TRYING TO GIVE A DAMN, OKAY. DX ]
Re: [Video/In Person]
Tch, If I had been in here I woulda mashed whoever-the-fuck-it-was's head in until you couldn't recognize 'em.
[He pulls a cigarette out of his pocket and lights it, all with one hand of course, he's not putting that toy down just yet. He had a STRONG feeling that he was going to smoking more then his share this week...]
I'll probably find a pillow and a blanket or something and just crash on the floor. I've slept worse places...
[In Person]
That's a great idea, kid. Sleep on the burned up, weakened floorboards and fall on through in the middle of the night.
Look. You can stay here and have your little pity party and take the risks if you want. I won't stop you. Your own loss if it gives way and you take a fall.
I don't know about you, kid, but I'm outta here. You know where my room is.
[Exit Grimmjow. Also, that's as close to an actual offer as you're gonna get, kid. Take it or leave it.]