Itzal Malik [Diego Silva] (![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
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diversified2015-07-05 02:17 am
calumniate) wrote in diversified2015-07-05 02:17 am
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WHO Diego Silva (calumniate) and Noah (demideific)
WHAT A demigod and a mob boss sometimes dabble in sadomasochism as stress relief
WHEN after a big plot event that fucks things up slightly
WHERE resistance headquarter
WHY insert blaming Leo here because it's forever his fault
It was absolute chaos. That was really all that could be said about what happened. The fallout was bad with them, though more people were shaken up than downright injured. Even then, there were still injuries and trying to settle things back to some level of normalcy for them in the desolate future they had to survive in. Diego took it all in stride, as he had to, since he was the only person who was smart enough to stand against the Terminals and the only one capable of actually leading if their group actually succeeded in changing the status quo.
Everyone came first in this time of need and he was dealing with taking care of his subordinates when he finally spotted Noah, wound up and stressed like the rest of his followers. Diego knew that taking care of Noah was top priority, not because he thought he couldn't deal with this, but because he was fully aware of what exactly Noah was and having him pushed to the brink would only make the demigod of a cure snap and get violent with those around him and Diego really didn't feel like cleaning up yet another mess alongside the current one he was already dealing with.
At the first moment he could, he passed his duties along to others that could carry the load and made sure he wouldn't be bothered for the rest of the day before he went to find Noah, which was easy enough knowing the demigod like he did. Not even looking to see if he was busy or not, he walked over to him and cleared his throat loudly. "Stop what you're doing and get your ass to my room," he rumbled in a tone that sounded a bit irritated but truly wasn't. "C'mon kid, we don't have all day, so get into gear and move it."
calumniate) and Noah (demideific)WHAT A demigod and a mob boss sometimes dabble in sadomasochism as stress relief
WHEN after a big plot event that fucks things up slightly
WHERE resistance headquarter
WHY insert blaming Leo here because it's forever his fault
It was absolute chaos. That was really all that could be said about what happened. The fallout was bad with them, though more people were shaken up than downright injured. Even then, there were still injuries and trying to settle things back to some level of normalcy for them in the desolate future they had to survive in. Diego took it all in stride, as he had to, since he was the only person who was smart enough to stand against the Terminals and the only one capable of actually leading if their group actually succeeded in changing the status quo.
Everyone came first in this time of need and he was dealing with taking care of his subordinates when he finally spotted Noah, wound up and stressed like the rest of his followers. Diego knew that taking care of Noah was top priority, not because he thought he couldn't deal with this, but because he was fully aware of what exactly Noah was and having him pushed to the brink would only make the demigod of a cure snap and get violent with those around him and Diego really didn't feel like cleaning up yet another mess alongside the current one he was already dealing with.
At the first moment he could, he passed his duties along to others that could carry the load and made sure he wouldn't be bothered for the rest of the day before he went to find Noah, which was easy enough knowing the demigod like he did. Not even looking to see if he was busy or not, he walked over to him and cleared his throat loudly. "Stop what you're doing and get your ass to my room," he rumbled in a tone that sounded a bit irritated but truly wasn't. "C'mon kid, we don't have all day, so get into gear and move it."
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His grip on the tie tightened, but didn't move or do anything further to Diego. He said he wouldn't make it worse unless Diego obeyed, and he wasn't going to. That was his control. What he did instead was move the tie to his teeth to maintain their current stalemate, his now-free hand moving to run a finger down the length of Diego's chest, ripping the buttons from the shirt as he went. Once he got far enough down, his hand came back up and gripped under his jaw. Forcing Diego's jaw open, he quickly shifted his weight on Diego's stomach to force the air out of him. "All right, let's fight. I'm not going to take your breath, but I'll definitely make you make some noise. How about that?"