Too much to believe, too much to deny

[hellshot]

who: Reaper hellshot and Karamatsu glitterpants
what: Meeting to talk about stuff that needs to be aired out
when: Backdated to This.
where: Private housing
warnings: cw for talk about murder probably



[He's not especially looking forward to having to take a trip to someone elses' private quarters--but at the very least it gives him a chance to stretch his legs and distract himself with something.

Even if he expects that something is going to be dealing with a certain sextuplet who's altogether too loud, rash, and over the top.

He doesn't think much about how he hasn't seen the guy in person since they'd arrived in Riverview months ago, but he's nearly certain Karamatsu's going to bring it up.

He tells himself to count how long it takes as a black-gloved hand reaches up to rap loudly on the front door that was at the address Karamatsu had given him.

Here's just hoping he didn't mess THAT up.]

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[hellshot]

.....[Excuse you, did you just call him a lightweight? He's going to lean in until his (very undead) face is but an inch from Karamatsu's. If this were anyone else, having The Reaper hovering over you, looking every bit like he's going to eat you alive... would probably be pretty spooked, right.

Especially when he growls out something like...]

Are you trying to issue a challenge, brat?

Sounds like your mouth is busy trying to write a check your ass can't check.