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| BabyRylie | Jun 18 2009, 02:44 PM Post #1 |
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Ok so one day while watching Repo for the 50th time I fully realized something in Mark it Up. A Gentern was able to make Luigi smile. Actually smile. So from that came this. First longer story so be light on me. Criticism is welcome but don't like tear me apart. This is not finished yet. Still working on it. Will post with new parts as I go along. 'Damn Pavi! Damn Amber! Who do they think they are?! Amber thinks she can boss me around because she's head of the company but no! That bitch can't order me around! It was always 'I'm the head of Geneco. Blah, blah, fucking blah!' And Pavi! Well... he... didn't really do anything.... But he's Pavi! That's enough to get anyone with a brain pissed off!' Various employees scurried away as one very aggravated Luigi Largo stormed through the halls of Geneco. His current assistant hurried after him, not having an easy time doing so what with her heels. Her dark hair blew behind her and into her face as she practically ran after him. In one hand she clutched a clean white shirt, the other, a towel, should anything... messy... occur. Luigi burst through the door to the organ storage room, letting out what almost became a roar. "Get the fuck out!" he screamed at the various Genterns scattered around the room. They all quickly ran out, making sure not to run into into anything or... anyone. "You! Tanya!" he called out, pointing at the terrified assistant forced by contract to follow him unless he stated otherwise. "Yes, sir?" she asked, voice cracking. "Go get the fucking inventory!" he ordered, glaring at her as she hurried off in search of the list. After she had left his sight, Luigi sat down at a long silver table and banged his head on it. 'Ow.' he thought dryly. Flinging his head back up quickly with a soft growl, he ran his gloved hands through his hair.'Shit.' He glanced in the direction Tanya had left in and turned back, resting his elbow on the table, chin in hand. 'Shit.' Tapping his fingers on the table mechanically, his eyes went blank in thought, eyebrows knitted. 'Why?' he simply asked whatever god was listening. Breathing quickly and heavily, his mind was bombarded with many thoughts. 'Why do I feel this way? Why her? God, this can't be happening!' He was supposed to be tough! No wonder he didn't inherit Geneco! If anyone found out.... If his siblings found out! They'd never let him live it down! His breathing became heavier and his eyes widened, taking on a mad look. He felt it before it happened. A strange feeling rushing through his body to his eyes, stinging. He blinked rapidly. 'Fuck' He burst into sobs, dropping his head into his arms on the desk. Under his black coat, his shoulders shook, his sobs growing louder. After a while of frantic searching, Tanya found the inventory list. With a sigh of hope, she grabbed it and power walked back to her employer just to stop dead in her tracks when she caught sight of him. Before her was a scene she was sure would cause a black hole to pop up somewhere. Luigi Largo was crying. Sobbing. Tentatively, she stepped to the end of the table, gently placing the clipboard on the table with a soft metallic clack. Her mind raced with thoughts of what she should do. Should she leave? Should she stay and attempt to... comfort him? Was that even possible? Should she stay or should she go? Pursing her lips with worry, she reached out with her arm and gently tapped Luigi's shoulder, sure she would soon be lying in a pool of her own blood. "Umm..." She gulped. "Mr. Largo?" He stiffened under her touch and she froze in fear. The fear grew as he continued to stay still. She wasn't even sure he was breathing. Luigi, meanwhile, had opened his eyes, the movement hidden by his arms. 'Fuck!' What was happening? Why was she touching him? What should he do? With so many emotions running through him, he switched to what had become his defense mechanism. Slapping her hand away, he shot up, sending the chair he had been sitting on sliding and falling with a clash. "What the fuck do you think you're doing?!" he yelled. Tanya backed away quickly, stumbling in her heels. "I... I'm sorry Mr. Largo! I didn't mean to... just trying to...I'm sorry!" she cried, already seeing her life flash before her eyes. "Shut the fuck up!" he ordered, tears still glistening on his cheeks and eyes. Tanya bit her lip. "But... sir, what were you cryi..." "Shut up!" he bellowed, hitting the table with his fist, creating a loud echo. Very intimidating really. He pulled off his gloves and threw them at her, startling her. She attempted to catch them, but they came too quickly and ended up hitting her outstretched arms. Luigi ran his hands through his hair roughly, leaving it in an untidy, bed head look. Or insane look. Probably the second one. "You have no idea!" he screamed at her. Tanya flinched, too terrified to move at all. "You think you're the same but you're not!" he babbled. "You have no idea, you don't care!" She looked at him confused, but still too scared to do anything. "You can't know! You can't tell! No one! No one... should... know!" This was so confusing. She finally brought up the courage to speak. "What...!?" But her words were stopped as her lips crashed together with someone else's. Luigi's. !? His hands were clutching her face, pulling her towards him, his thin lips roughly pressed against her plump ones. Her eyes widened in surprise, surprise growing as he pushed her up against a wall, pressing his body against hers. Suddenly, he pulled away. His breathing was rough and heavy, hair messed up, eyes full of so many different things. In a flash of black, he darted out the door, leaving Tanya slumped against the wall in shock. ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------- The day after the incident, Luigi had Tanya put in the research department instead of being his assistant. He couldn't stand seeing her after that. She was feeling the same way. The two avoided each other for weeks. His new assistant was a short, thin platinum blonde girl who's name he couldn't remember. Come to think of it, Tanya had been the only one who's name he remembered. He quickly made a habit of calling this new girl Blondie. Simple, easy to remember. Blondie was an annoying little bitch though. She had a high pitched nasally voice that her sound like she was always whining. And frankly, she was the worst damn assistant anyone could have. She was always tripping and had a tendency to completely space out. A few days after Blondie first arrived, she and Luigi were in the storage room, the place where this all started. Inventory again. Yay. But the bitch decided to be a clutz today. She dropped a brain. Didn't even run into anything like the last one. Just dropped it. Slipped right out of her manicured hands. Splattered on the floor. Actually splattered. Gooey pieces of brain now littered the otherwise clean white floor. No one else was there. Luigi had been increasingly short tempered over the last... what was it? Month? When he and Blondie entered the room they all hurried out, leaving Blondie very nervous. Maybe that was why she dropped the brain. But Luigi didn't give a flying fuck why she dropped it! As she stood silently in panic he quickly pulled out his hidden knife and went to stab her in the abdomen when he heard the door open and close, then a soft gasp. |
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| babblefish | Jun 19 2009, 02:44 AM Post #2 |
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Nicely done. I likes. It fan fiction, so I don't really know the context, but hell, If I did... I was impressed. Luigi sounds like one of those characters that walks the very fine line of being someone you really hate, and someone you really feel for. Tanya makes sense as a character, but doesn't have any wow factor so far (apart from you know... not being stabbed, which is pretty cool.) I likes very much. |
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