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Getting Ink
2 ReviewsPre-OD fic. New jack Juji has more talents than just being a sweeper...
The bodies on slabs disturbed McDowell so he was quick to follow Tokioka's lead into the laboratory and out of the room. It laid there naked on its stomach like all the other new specimens and so when he entered he refused to look at it, or any of the others. Juji Kabane, the new Overkill assigned to him, lingered behind staring at it.
"Move it," Lee said, causing Juji to startle when he slid up behind him.
"Fuck big guy, you scared me!" Juji said.
"Sorry Juji," Lee said. "Get away from it,"
Juji stepped closer to the body and grinned up at Lee, "Its dead big guy, so it's not going to hurt you,"
"Those things carry diseases," Lee crinkled his nose.
"I think this one is new because it's still warm." Juji grinned, leaning over to study it. He pushed his small wire rim glasses up the bridge of his nose and focused his green eyes on its pallid skin. He slid his fingers down the muscular plane of its back and then smiled up at Lee, "Some bullet holes, I wonder if my brother put them there."
"Likely to be sperm inside," joked Lee.
"Hey that's a rumor you know," Juji smiled wide, "when he says he's gonna pop someone a hole in the forehead and then fuck it he is just talkin' shit that's all."
"So your brother isn't a necrophiliac," mused Lee.
Juji grinned, "He did say fucking you was like-"
"Shut up Kabane." Lee said without a hint of humor. Juji knew when to zip it, and this was one of those times. There was silence as Juji continued to scrutinize it and Lee idled up to the other side, watching Juji's morbid fascination. Lee, arms folded tight over his chest asked, "So he says fucking me is like fucking the dead?"
Juji looked up suddenly, taking in Lee's hard stare. "I was just playing big guy, he don't talk about that shit with me. We don't really talk at all. Me and my bro ain't that close."
"What are doing Kabane?" Lee asked, as Juji snatched a needle from the side tray and held in his fingers like a pencil.
"Relax," Juji said, "Just giving this dearly departed here some righteous ink."
Lee's malicious grin exposed two rows of perfect white teeth, and as he leaned in close he spoke up when Juji paused to think, "Write, Harry was Here and then a pointer-"
Juji snorted and nodded boisterously, "Yeah, pointing into his crack!"
They huddled over it in delight as Juji dug those exact words deep into the burly flesh of its left buttock. The needle carved in flawlessly, a testament to Juji's skill, and Lee's attention abandoned it only a moment, scanning the room for something to ink the scarring with. Lee retrieved a miniature jar of bureau ink from one of the empty desks and shoved it Juji. He set the needle down and twisted the lid off before pouring it right over the skin, and then dabbing it deep with corpse's cover cloth.
"Any rubbing alcohol?" Juji asked.
"What for, it's dead, it's not like its going to wake up with an infection," said Lee.
The door opened revealing Bear and Bunji. Old Bear entered with a grunt and a tug of his tie, walking past them to find Harry. Bunji stood with hands in pockets observing them, both standing rigid as if caught off guard.
"Harry's been waiting for you," Lee spoke up coldly. "I suggest you find him."
"I suggest you not worry about it," Bunji said evenly, and as he breezed past Juji he made slight jerk as if about to punch, but pulled back at the last moment. Juji of course jumped, immediately catching himself, realizing Bunji wasn't serious. Bunji chuckled quietly.
"Why do you always flinch?" Lee asked, disgusted.
"Because I have been hit by him before, and it hurts." Juji replied matter of fact. Juji eyed Lee a moment and said, "You two put on a real good show, you know that."
"Show?" asked Lee, pulling at the tucked sheet around the corpses face.
"You two act like you hate each other," Juji said.
"How do you know we don't?" Lee smiled at him before moving his gaze down to where he lifted the sheet. Bleach graying hair, a massive wound over a missing eye, and the familiar jaw line. "Shit," Lee exhaled.
"What's up big guy?" Juji asked.
"Nothing," Lee shook his head, replacing the sheet. "Let's catch up before Harry wonders what happened to us."
Juji watched Lee standing there, staring at it. Lee folded his arms over his chest and smiled wide before turning and exiting the room.
GYNOCRAT 2005
Juji had to start somewhere, why not with Millenion, right? There isn't enough Juji fic, and sinceKheelan draws Juji with glasses in our doujinshi why not prose him that way here. I like Juji with little round glasses.
"Move it," Lee said, causing Juji to startle when he slid up behind him.
"Fuck big guy, you scared me!" Juji said.
"Sorry Juji," Lee said. "Get away from it,"
Juji stepped closer to the body and grinned up at Lee, "Its dead big guy, so it's not going to hurt you,"
"Those things carry diseases," Lee crinkled his nose.
"I think this one is new because it's still warm." Juji grinned, leaning over to study it. He pushed his small wire rim glasses up the bridge of his nose and focused his green eyes on its pallid skin. He slid his fingers down the muscular plane of its back and then smiled up at Lee, "Some bullet holes, I wonder if my brother put them there."
"Likely to be sperm inside," joked Lee.
"Hey that's a rumor you know," Juji smiled wide, "when he says he's gonna pop someone a hole in the forehead and then fuck it he is just talkin' shit that's all."
"So your brother isn't a necrophiliac," mused Lee.
Juji grinned, "He did say fucking you was like-"
"Shut up Kabane." Lee said without a hint of humor. Juji knew when to zip it, and this was one of those times. There was silence as Juji continued to scrutinize it and Lee idled up to the other side, watching Juji's morbid fascination. Lee, arms folded tight over his chest asked, "So he says fucking me is like fucking the dead?"
Juji looked up suddenly, taking in Lee's hard stare. "I was just playing big guy, he don't talk about that shit with me. We don't really talk at all. Me and my bro ain't that close."
"What are doing Kabane?" Lee asked, as Juji snatched a needle from the side tray and held in his fingers like a pencil.
"Relax," Juji said, "Just giving this dearly departed here some righteous ink."
Lee's malicious grin exposed two rows of perfect white teeth, and as he leaned in close he spoke up when Juji paused to think, "Write, Harry was Here and then a pointer-"
Juji snorted and nodded boisterously, "Yeah, pointing into his crack!"
They huddled over it in delight as Juji dug those exact words deep into the burly flesh of its left buttock. The needle carved in flawlessly, a testament to Juji's skill, and Lee's attention abandoned it only a moment, scanning the room for something to ink the scarring with. Lee retrieved a miniature jar of bureau ink from one of the empty desks and shoved it Juji. He set the needle down and twisted the lid off before pouring it right over the skin, and then dabbing it deep with corpse's cover cloth.
"Any rubbing alcohol?" Juji asked.
"What for, it's dead, it's not like its going to wake up with an infection," said Lee.
The door opened revealing Bear and Bunji. Old Bear entered with a grunt and a tug of his tie, walking past them to find Harry. Bunji stood with hands in pockets observing them, both standing rigid as if caught off guard.
"Harry's been waiting for you," Lee spoke up coldly. "I suggest you find him."
"I suggest you not worry about it," Bunji said evenly, and as he breezed past Juji he made slight jerk as if about to punch, but pulled back at the last moment. Juji of course jumped, immediately catching himself, realizing Bunji wasn't serious. Bunji chuckled quietly.
"Why do you always flinch?" Lee asked, disgusted.
"Because I have been hit by him before, and it hurts." Juji replied matter of fact. Juji eyed Lee a moment and said, "You two put on a real good show, you know that."
"Show?" asked Lee, pulling at the tucked sheet around the corpses face.
"You two act like you hate each other," Juji said.
"How do you know we don't?" Lee smiled at him before moving his gaze down to where he lifted the sheet. Bleach graying hair, a massive wound over a missing eye, and the familiar jaw line. "Shit," Lee exhaled.
"What's up big guy?" Juji asked.
"Nothing," Lee shook his head, replacing the sheet. "Let's catch up before Harry wonders what happened to us."
Juji watched Lee standing there, staring at it. Lee folded his arms over his chest and smiled wide before turning and exiting the room.
GYNOCRAT 2005
Juji had to start somewhere, why not with Millenion, right? There isn't enough Juji fic, and sinceKheelan draws Juji with glasses in our doujinshi why not prose him that way here. I like Juji with little round glasses.
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