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[crimsongrunge.livejournal.com]

*ohshi- is this who we think it is? on his guitar? noooooo way. Ever since seeing his Luke agan, he's had a sudden inspiration to play something, and with it being Halloween and all, why not a little Metallica? ((oh yes, Spinny~))*

Make us fight on the hill in the early day
Constant chill deep inside
Shouting gun, on they run through the endless gray
On they fight, for they're right, yes, but who's to say?
For a hill, men would kill. Why? They do not know
Stiffened wounds test their pride
Men of five, still alive through the raging glow
Gone insane from the pain that they surely know

For whom the bell tolls
Time marches on
For whom the bell tolls

Take a look to the sky just before you die
It's the last time you will.
Blackened roar, massive roar, fills the crumbling sky
Shattered goal fills his soul with a ruthless cry
Stranger now are his eyes to this mystery
Hears the silence so loud
Crack of dawn, all is gone except the will to be
Now they see what will be, blinded eyes do see

For whom the bell tolls
Time marches on
For whom the bell tolls

Comments

[fononfailure]

And it would be amusing to watch you fumble with a sword.

[crimsongrunge.livejournal.com]

You're so funny.

[fononfailure]

I'm so funny it kills.

[crimsongrunge.livejournal.com]

And yet, I'm still alive.

[fononfailure]

That's strictly an ugly rumor started by those who like you.

[crimsongrunge.livejournal.com]

What do you mean?

[fononfailure]

I'm just teasing you, Asch. *time to mess with his hair again~*

[crimsongrunge.livejournal.com]

*baw wry u gotta do dat*

[fononfailure]

*because his reactions are entertaining! and it helps distract Luke from wanting to bite him.*

[crimsongrunge.livejournal.com]

*bite him, biiiiiiite hiiiiim*

[fononfailure]

*nooooo, wry u tempt me?*

[crimsongrunge.livejournal.com]

*tempt tempt tempt~*

[fononfailure]

*aaaand Luke can't resist hugging Mr. Pouty Face.*

[crimsongrunge.livejournal.com]

...? Luke?

[fononfailure]

Hmm. *busy smiling against his neck, mouth slightly open.*

[crimsongrunge.livejournal.com]

*oh well, will just hug him back, then*

[fononfailure]

*almost seems to be snuggling until he gives a sharp nip to Asch's skin.*

[crimsongrunge.livejournal.com]

Nn...

[fononfailure]

*nope, not a good enough spot. tries another part, closer to his shoulder.*

[crimsongrunge.livejournal.com]

*kinda shifts his shoulder*

[fononfailure]

*much better~ going to be sinking his fangs in now.*

[crimsongrunge.livejournal.com]

*svlkjbfvjfd* L-luke...?

[fononfailure]

*gently shoves him back, still going at his neck.*

[crimsongrunge.livejournal.com]

W-what're you... doing...

[fononfailure]

*sucking on the wounds in your neck, you dummy.*