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[anson-greene.livejournal.com]

*sits glumly, nursing a bloody nose*

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[method-actor-10.livejournal.com]

Aww. You okay? How did you hurt your self?

[anson-greene.livejournal.com]

*looks up*

Uh...naw, man. I'm okay. I just had a bit of an incident.

[silenziosa-odio.livejournal.com]

...who hit you?

[anson-greene.livejournal.com]

*looks up at him and scowls, dragging his sleeve across his face*

Josh. That asshole.

[silenziosa-odio.livejournal.com]

Oh...*knows of no Josh.*

did you hit him back?

[anson-greene.livejournal.com]

Yeah. *sniffs a little, still bleeding*

Kicked his ass pretty good.

[silenziosa-odio.livejournal.com]

Good!

*Beams*

You should stop bleed...it makes me hungry. *he magically produces a rag.*

[anson-greene.livejournal.com]

*blinks*

Oh...yeah.

*takes the rag and scoots away a little, holding it to his nose*

Thanks, Percy.

[writer-mel.livejournal.com]

What happened?

[anson-greene.livejournal.com]

*blinks*

Mel? When did you...uh...nothing. Nothing. I'm fine. I just had a...a little...

...thing.

[writer-mel.livejournal.com]

*eyes narrow* A thing? A thing involving....what?

[anson-greene.livejournal.com]

Um...

*deer in headlights look*

It was a...*coughs* Sort of a...fight.

[writer-mel.livejournal.com]

*very low* You couldn't have even waited until Bobby unpacked before doing something stupid?

*slaps her hand over her mouth, going dangerously pale* Oh, Anson, I'm sorry! I don't mean that.

[anson-greene.livejournal.com]

*looks up at her*

Yeah, you did.

*shrugs and looks away, holding the rag against his nose*

S'okay. You're right. It was stupid.

[badbobbybarnes.livejournal.com]

I swear to fuck... *throws up hands and leaves it to Mel to deal with*

[anson-greene.livejournal.com]

*sulks*

[silenziosa-odio.livejournal.com]

Swear to fuck somewhere else. *is happy to see fighting in Anson....he is just like that.*

[badbobbybarnes.livejournal.com]

Ya know what, ya little cock stain, go fuck off. When I want shit from ya, I'll kick ya in the balls.

[silenziosa-odio.livejournal.com]

You know what, Anson doean' need you. He has me.

[badbobbybarnes.livejournal.com]

Ya doing a bang-up job, sweetheart. That fight, the guy he was scraping with calls the cops and he's going to jail. For a long time. But what the fuck ya care, since he's just a plaything to ya and we both ya one toy gets broken, ya just go get another one.

[le-gamin.livejournal.com]

Anson...!

[anson-greene.livejournal.com]

Baby! Uh...

*gets up, swaying a little*

It's not as bad as it looks, I swear.

[le-gamin.livejournal.com]

Darling, you're bleeding. Sit down.

*gets a tissue* Let me see.

[anson-greene.livejournal.com]

Owww... *whines* It's just...just a little nosebleed, sweetheart. Nothing to...ow...worry about...

[le-gamin.livejournal.com]

Awwww, bebe. Shhhh...

*stick tissue up his nose...carefully...sort of...*

What's wrong?