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tampered2008-01-20 04:00 pm
mafiaphobic.livejournal.com) wrote in tampered2008-01-20 04:00 pm
Log; completed
When; January 20th (today)
Rating; PG
Characters; Hibari![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
nami_is_great), Lambo (mafiacow), Tsuna (mafiaphobic)
Summary; Lambo comes to play with the Warden candidate who likes children, Hibari shows how much he (dis)likes children, and Tsuna gets drawn into an aftermath that turns TYL.
Log;
Talk of Wardens and politics had been going on in the City and on the network all day. With all the contenders, threats and violence for votes -- or for failing to vote -- and the occasional suggestion that even he would be a good choice, Tsuna had developed a headache. The sound of Lambo arriving the apartment was, for once, a welcome cacophony of noise that drew him out of his room to greet the child assassin. Maybe they could go for ice cream and the chaos would calm down in the interim.
Tsuna smiled at the idea and opened his door -- quietly, by the habit to not annoy Hibari -- so that he could enter the main area of the shared apartment. "Lambo, how about ic--"
Words were cut off abruptly as a small black-and-white form flew past him at high speed and struck the far wall. Tsuna blinked and stepped outside the room, head twisting about to see Hibari standing where the projectile had flown from, and Lambo where it -- or he?! -- had landed. "Lambo?!"
Rating; PG
Characters; Hibari
nami_is_great), Lambo (mafiacow), Tsuna (mafiaphobic)Summary; Lambo comes to play with the Warden candidate who likes children, Hibari shows how much he (dis)likes children, and Tsuna gets drawn into an aftermath that turns TYL.
Log;
Talk of Wardens and politics had been going on in the City and on the network all day. With all the contenders, threats and violence for votes -- or for failing to vote -- and the occasional suggestion that even he would be a good choice, Tsuna had developed a headache. The sound of Lambo arriving the apartment was, for once, a welcome cacophony of noise that drew him out of his room to greet the child assassin. Maybe they could go for ice cream and the chaos would calm down in the interim.
Tsuna smiled at the idea and opened his door -- quietly, by the habit to not annoy Hibari -- so that he could enter the main area of the shared apartment. "Lambo, how about ic--"
Words were cut off abruptly as a small black-and-white form flew past him at high speed and struck the far wall. Tsuna blinked and stepped outside the room, head twisting about to see Hibari standing where the projectile had flown from, and Lambo where it -- or he?! -- had landed. "Lambo?!"