[Urgency would be an understatement when it comes to the force of Mello's knock. After seeing and hearing what transpired on the network, he'd rushed over here as quickly as possible, other priorities be damned.]
I'm here for Linden.
[His voice is gruff; the blonde doesn't even know if anyone is close enough to the door to hear him, but it doesn't matter. He's wrapped in leather and his too-expensive coat, his mouth a grim line and a sharp sort of acuteness to his eyes that will show whoever answers that he's not here on a friendly social call.]
[Quite the opposite, actually.]
Open the fucking door.
[Not a request. If no one does? He'll just have to force his way in, won't he?]
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[Backdated to Oct 14; L's house]
Date: 2019-10-29 03:56 am (UTC)I'm here for Linden.
[His voice is gruff; the blonde doesn't even know if anyone is close enough to the door to hear him, but it doesn't matter. He's wrapped in leather and his too-expensive coat, his mouth a grim line and a sharp sort of acuteness to his eyes that will show whoever answers that he's not here on a friendly social call.]
[Quite the opposite, actually.]
Open the fucking door.
[Not a request. If no one does? He'll just have to force his way in, won't he?]