ȘHĄĎĘ: A Band Roleplay (O/A Needs Members in Older Band)

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Valentine gazed intently at Bryn then at the cigarette he held in his procession. He narrowed both his eyes to gaze at the Latin writing but still couldn’t make it out. He had studied Latin as a young boy, if the letters hadn’t have burnt out he could have translated it. The blue smoke made him curious though as the man explained. His dark blue eye watching the beautiful smoke spiral into the air then vanish. Suddenly he knew who the man reminded him of. The caterpillar from the great English tale Alice in Wonderland. It had perfect sense. The more he thought about it the more he realized he felt like Alice, and the music business was Wonderland. He was jerked from his daydreaming by the sound of Bryn’s deep yet oddly seductive voice. For a moment it took him to register what the man had just said. Once again he seemed bemused by his words. He didn’t understand what? As far as he was concerned Bryn didn’t understand him. Val tried he keep up his serene façade but slowly his walls were crumbling. Bryn was tearing through his defenses as if it were Childs play, maybe he had finally met his match after all. The dark haired boy just stared at the man as he spoke, he didn’t know how to react to that, he was at a loss for words. Watching Bryn walk toward him he took a half step back then stopped as if paralyzed. His blue orbs widened as the man towered in front of him and grabbed his chin; he stiffened slightly and took in a shaky breath. How could this man break through him like this? He gazed deeply into Bryn’s captivating silvery gray eyes, not breaking eye contact once. Valentine just couldn’t wrap his mind around the very fact of this. It was impossible, no one could ever tear down his walls before by Bryn had it look… almost effortless. Although he was cocky, full of himself, and probably didn’t even know what true love is that Valentine was sure of. He probably was just toying with him. “Who said anything about lying?”He murmured back, just as those words left his lips his walls slammed back up full force, a daring look in his eyes despite one being sightless.


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[Einnor829]

Bryn
Aylwin
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I'm the lead guitarist here. I rock and I roll. I can play all night and day before I come back to the hang out and I spend my time doing...fun things. Wanna join me?

Bryn chuckled. “Well, I guess no one, huh?” he leaned back, walking over and sitting down on his stool, stretching his arm’s out. He sighed a bit before looking at Valintine and smiled at him kindly. His mind whirled a bit, but he chose to push it off. “You gonna stand there, or ya gonna move over here and sit down, Val?” he asked.
He kept having dirty thoughts pop into his head involving Valintine, him, an empty room, and a desk. He turned his head lightly to hide the dirty blush he was getting, hoping Val wouldn't see. He didn't want to have these thoughts. Not even about Kaighn, because he was trying to be better.
And he was failing. Badly.

.......J-just don't ask me why I'm called Sneak.

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Val focused his gaze the out window again, absentmindedly he nodded his head. His azure gaze watched a flock of blackbirds fly right past the window and soar toward the sun. He sighed wishing that he too could soar like the blackbirds before he turned to face Bryn. He took a long drag of his half finished cigarette and let the smoke drift upwards, his face neutral again. Shaking his bangs from his gaze he stubbed the cigarette out on the sole of his left boot and tossed the crushed stick into the trash. Instantly his left hand dove into his Victorian styled coat and he retrieved a yellow lollipop. Quietly he pulled the clear wrapping off and stuffed it back into his pocket. “Maybe I prefer standing.” He said softly before popping the banana flavored treat into his mouth. The guitarist walked toward his chair and his guitar but didn’t sit. He lightly picked the instrument up and settled on the floor across from Bryn. Up close he could see the man hiding his face; a light blush fluttered across the others cheeks. He rolled the sugary ball around his mouth with his tongue gazing intently at Bryn for a moment before looking down at his guitar. He hummed a few bars softly then plucked a few strings playing a scale. “Are you feeling okay?” He finally asked, still not looking up, his voice holding no concern for the man. “Your face is turning red.” He added and played the scale down then up wondering to himself what the man might be thinking. After a moment he shrugged his coat off revealing the dashing black vest and white ruffled shirt underneath. Abruptly he halted his fingers and looked up at Bryn with an unreadable expression as if he was trying to figure something out.


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[Einnor829]

Bryn
Aylwin
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I'm the lead guitarist here. I rock and I roll. I can play all night and day before I come back to the hang out and I spend my time doing...fun things. Wanna join me?

Bryn blushed more, his eyes turning to watch Valintine's coat drop to the ground. It reminded him of when Kaighn and him had started dating and Kaighn had decided to-
No! Bad Bryn, not sex thoughts!
"i'm fine, man." he said, running a hand through his hair. "Just...my head feels full of thoughts that I can't seem to shift through."
He looked the boy over, deciding the look was very fitting for Valintine. The old fashion look was good on him. His eyes went up to the lollipop in the boys mouth and his eyes didn't leave from it.

.......J-just don't ask me why I'm called Sneak.

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Valentine slowly raised an eyebrow at Bryn as the man’s faint blush deepened. He gently flicked his falling bangs from his eyes with one swift movement of an ivory hand. When Bryn said that he was fine the boy nodded but didn’t seem too convinced. “Thoughts?” He repeated softly then plucked at the strings without his gaze moving from Bryn. He took notice in the man’s eyes sweeping over his body taking him in but didn’t say anything and went back to playing. He started to play a fast paced melody before feeling the man’s gaze on him. He didn’t like being stared at but tried to ignore it to the best of his ability. Softly he began to sing to the lyrics forming in his mind. “I ain’t got no soul, I ain’t got no heart, but slowly I’m being torn apart. I know you think I’m just your toy but baby I’m a real boy. This ain’t no fairytale; this ain’t no game of life, so quit pretending that I’m the bad guy and let things pass by. I’ve got heart, and I’ve got a brain but I guess I don’t feel the same. Emotions ebb away from day to day so tell me this ain’t love ‘cause I’ve got time to change my ways…”
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Briefly he looked up at Bryn, he felt the man’s gaze on him and it began to make him feel uneasy. The man was gazing at him as if he were a piece of candy, it sparked an unwanted memory in his mind that caused him to shudder. He stopped singing and just gazed back at him before his delicate brow furrowed slightly. “What?” He snapped, not meaning to actually snap at Bryn but he was starting to feel rather uneasy. “Sorry, but… Do you want to say something to me… or… what?” He asked and lowered his tone, setting his guitar to the side and rubbing his neck gently. Val gazed at Bryn looking rather lost now, one of the first emotions ever shown on his face before he moved his gaze to the brass buttons on his shoes. His hand never leaving his neck as he gazed back up at Bryn still lost and maybe slightly annoyed. The boy stood up slowly and straitened out his vest. He walked strait up to Bryn with his hands on his well defined hips and gazed at him directly. The stick of the lollipop swishing back and forth in-between his lips as he awaited an answer from the man. Secretly expecting a good answer to why he was staring at him in such a manner.



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[Einnor829]

Bryn
Aylwin
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I'm the lead guitarist here. I rock and I roll. I can play all night and day before I come back to the hang out and I spend my time doing...fun things. Wanna join me?

Bryn blinked, clearing his throat as a sheepish chuckle and grin showed on his face with a light blush to follow. "Sorry, kiddo. I guess I spaced out there for a mintue. I didn't realize I was staring." he said. He chuckled at bit. "I'm sorry. I didn't mean to be all Starey-Eyed McGee." he reached up, pulling the sucker from Valintine's lips as he twitrled it in his hands. "But I like lollipops." he said, smiling.

.......J-just don't ask me why I'm called Sneak.

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Valentine smirked slightly at the man’s reaction. This time he could see him blushing head on. Slightly he winced at yet another K word and ran a hand through his jet-black locks slowly. “It’s fine.” He murmured softly and twirled the stick in between his pale, pink lips. The banana flavor was intoxicating to his taste buds. The boy’s eyes widened as the man gripped the stick and pulled the candy from his lips. Val watched him twirl the candy in his hands. His mouth watered as he eyed the candy greedily. “Well… it’s ‘ard not to.” He murmured softly, not taking his eyes away from his robbed candy. Slowly he reached into his pocket and pulled out another pale yellow lolli. Slowly he popped it into his mouth, a small smile coming to his lips before he pulled it out and ran his tongue over its sugary surface. Something in his dark eyes glistened tauntingly at Bryn as he licked greedily at the candy. Slowly he gave the man his rare dazzling smile then popped the sphere into his mouth and bit down hard. It’s candy-coated surface breaking the soft sound barrier around them. Valentine withdrew the ripped stick from his mouth and discarded it as if it were the most disgusting thing out on the face of God’s green earth.



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[Einnor829]

Bryn
Aylwin
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I'm the lead guitarist here. I rock and I roll. I can play all night and day before I come back to the hang out and I spend my time doing...fun things. Wanna join me?

As Bryn watched Valintine doing what he could only consider the most dirty things every with the sucker, his own tongue trailed over the lollipop in his hand. After a moment he stood and walked forward, trying to keep himself from doing what he knew he would do. He spun the sucker in his fingers as he whispered huskily "You want mine? Its wet and hard, but I'm sure you'll like it." he said, holding it within reach.
His silver eyes sparkled, daring Valintine to react.

.......J-just don't ask me why I'm called Sneak.

(I admit to stealing that Sucker Joke from a Batman Fanfic I found. The Joker said it, blame him. However, I admit to feeling very proud for writing it. I have no regrets.)

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Val leaned back on his heels rocking back and forth slowly. He played with the stick in-between his lips as he watched Bryn with mild interest. His blue orbs flickered from the man’s face to the sucker he held. He tried to pry his gaze away discreetly from the man’s tongue but found it difficult. Silently he scolded himself for staring at Bryn in such a manner and letting himself even think about Bryn. The man was just trying to bait him… and it was working. But this was all very wrong. He tore his gaze away and focused more on the man’s brilliant silver eyes. He took notice in the smallest features. The silver streaks in the man’s hair, his well defined chin, even his pierced ears. Valentine looked up at the man was he approached, he was so close again… only a few mere centimeters away and their lips would be touching. Instantly he discarded those thoughts though reminding himself that it was wrong. Bryn was way too old for him and he probably was merely flirting. You could still flirt and not have any attraction right? The boy lowered his gaze to the sugary sphere in the man’s grasp. Instantly his gaze flickered back to the man’s eyes at his tone, his words caught him quite off-guard but he tried not to show it. A faint blush crept across his face as he cautiously reached a hand out to take the candy, his breathe shuddered slightly. His hand gently touched Bryn’s before he pulled his hand back, Goosebumps trailing up his arms. His gaze flickered to the man’s again, trying not to give him a direction reaction. “What are you playing at?” He whispered softly in his own seductive tone, slowly he leaned in toward Bryn. His breathe hot on the other’s face smelling of banana, sweets, cherry cloves, and blueberry tea. His own gaze daring the man to react as well. Maybe Val was even hinting to him that he wouldn’t give in so easily. He was interested by Bryn. He kept him guessing.



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Bryn
Aylwin
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I'm the lead guitarist here. I rock and I roll. I can play all night and day before I come back to the hang out and I spend my time doing...fun things. Wanna join me?

Bryn stayed there for a moent, thinking. He didn't know why he was doing this. He was leading both the boy and himself along and that was wrong.
But it had been so long.
So long since he had someone to talk to, to joke with, to flirt with. Hell, in the past two years, the only people he spoke to besides himself in his nonsensical ramblings was his manager, whom he had spokn to a total of 3 times, and his drug dealer whom he had also alienated for the most part.
Bryn blinked for a moment beofre sighing, his silver eyes closing. "Hey, Val, I think I'm gonna hop out for a moment. I just remembered that I had to give Alana my rent money for the month. I'll be right back, alright?" he said, slipping the sucker into the boy's hand as he turned and, grabbing his guitar, walked out. He went down the hall to his room, unlocked it long enough to drop his guitarin and grab his jacket, then turned and walked out, sliding down the stairs in a hurry.
He flipped his collar up as he walked up, grabbing a hat off a random kid and, curling his silvered hair up into it, slid the hat on, stepping out to the real world. He threw on some sunglasses and began walking down the street.
"I wonder if Maury is in today. I could use a 'Pick-Me-Up'." he muttered, heading to the other side of town where his Drug Dealer lived.

.......J-just don't ask me why I'm called Sneak.