Ramon Salazar (
latino_menace) wrote2006-03-19 07:05 am
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OOM: Beach. Baby. Bianca....yeah
Ramon's more than happy to disappear while Arithon and Random do their thing with magic and souls. He's a little less comfortable with having to entertain a kid while they do so.
Hmmm. Beach. There's a lot of sand. He has no blanket to put the kid on and has the vague notion that putting him down without one would be Frowned Upon. Also, how does one put sunscreen on a baby that's wearing clothes anyway.
Ramon does the sensible thing. He stands and...
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He looks around for help, wondering when the hell Random and Arithon will be done. Because frankly, he's not sure he can remain civil after that.
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The distraction comes in the form of a rather tired Random, striding towards them, looking just happy to be there.
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He's soaked through and dishevelled as hell. Because yes, he's just been tossed in the ocean.
'Funny Random, very fucking funny.'
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He negotiates, tiredly, carefully, around the dripping wetness, to give Ramon a kiss.
"You're soaked through."
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'Fucking ask her. Ruined my gun and a few thousand bucks. And my Armani pants.'
It's the pants that top it, he thinks.
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He extends his arms for the baby.
"You lunatics give me my boy. You might be contageous."
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'You all finished then?' he says to his lover. 'Because I want to go fucking home.'
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And home, thank God. He's dead tired and can't really deal with the two of them sniping.
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