L3T'S AV0iiD TH3 C0NFUSii0N =3=[[N0TACC3PTiiNGK4Y?]]

[m o o s i e p o p s]

3MMii;; UNTiiL THEN, ii R3MAiiN LiiK3 SWiiTZ3RLAND- N3UTR4L!

Settled comfortably on the couch rest a dark haired Brit boy, dressed somewhat more casual than the rest of the crew. They seemed to be really going all out for this, but the duke had failed to pack anything more formal than his current outfit, which consisted of a white button up with a gray sweater thrown over it. He wore nicer jeans as well, and black dress shoes. He frowned as this came to his attention and cursed quietly, "Bugger. Should have known to bring better shirts. Or at least decent trousers." But, there was nothing to do about it now, as most people were already ready, and there weren't many stores around. So, the duke would have to deal.

He looked around the room a bit wearily, he felt sick lately. He had troubles focusing, and stomach felt like it was in knots. The boy didn't understand why, Ian was the only one with worries at the moment, and Emlen was otherwise content at the moment. Perhaps it was merely a bug. His attention was held momentarily by Nessa settling herself on the couch, then redirected by Sekkie's greeting. She looked different, that's all he could say. His face was a blank stare, alarmed by her drastic change, and remembering his duty to be a gentleman, pulled into a weak smile. It wasn't that she looked bad in a dress, but Emlen simply wasn't used to her in such dress. He wasn't quite sure what he thought of it to be honest, so he figured if she didn't ask, he wouldn't have to come up with something specific. The English boy clapped his hands together once and said to the girls, "Looks like you two've cleaned up, lovely by the way, now's all that's left is the birthday chap and his lover. And, a'course, we need Roxxie to get herself situated." At his mention of her name, the Lavoie called back," I will, as soon as we get there Emmi!" He smiled pleasantly at the two girls, and tapped his fingertips along his knuckles. Emlen really didn't know what to make of this situation.

Here we are again, circles never end
How do I find the perfect fit
There's enough for everyone
But I'm still waiting in line

[ambivalently shota]

Ian Mitchell Tailee

The future‘s near but never certain.

Ian smiled at Sam. He shook his head side to side, grabbing for the other male's hands. "I think you're missing the point," he stated, "It's your birthday. You're not supposed to do anything. That includes cook. And we have to go out to eat tonight. Trust me, okay?"

Ian knew he was acting strange, but he couldn't let Sam back out of going "out to eat." Perhaps a surprise party had been a bad idea. It was slowly becoming more obvious what Ian had planned. He hoped that Sam had not grown wise to his plans yet. He wanted this night to be a surprise. Of course, he always had his final surprise. Sam couldn't figure that one out. Grinning at the thought, the blond wrapped his arms around Sam's neck and kissed the boy quickly. "Happy birthday dear."

At least stay here for just tonight.

[PiiNK - l o l l i P0P]

[ L ] y e n k a
matousek
✖ LY3NK4 !! ✖ »ѕ є к к ї э їs ησт α мσяηίηģ ρзяѕση« [[+ && s e c r e t l y ilovehim -]]

Sekkie blinked and raised an eyebrow while Emlen struggled to assess the situation. Of course he wasn't used to seeing her in a dress; he wasn't there when she graduated. She laughed at his comment and folded her legs. "I take that as a compliment. Thanks." She smiled pleasantly at him, looking him over quickly. She thought he looked good, but she didn't think her opinion mattered on that anyway. Sekkie thought he almost always looked good. The duke had a way of always looking good, so she didn't voice her opinion, feeling it would be a bit redundant. Looking over at Nessa, she smiled. "Lookin' good Nessa!" She gave her a double thumbs up and a friendly grin. After doing so she felt suddenly bored, so she tapped one of her knees absently. She was feeling a little anxious to get to the club; she had some things plan and she wanted to get those plans rolling.


I get so b r e a t h l e s s, when you call my name,
I've often wondered, do y o u feel the same?
There's a c h e m i s t r y, energy, a synchronicity
When we're all alone,
So don't tell me
You can't see
What I'm t h i n k i n g of.

[PiiNK - l o l l i P0P]

[ k! ] y o s h i
mitsui

k! yoshi. [[ ii ... 4M HUNG 0V3R !! WH4T, D03S iiT BUG Y0U 0R S0M3THiiNG ?? ]]

Kyo sat on the floor near Niko, a hand-held mirror wedged between his feet. He was leaning forward, a tin of hair wax next to him, agitating his hair. He pulled at the last chunk of hair and smiled, elbowing the lid back on the can of wax. Currently, he was wearing white slacks and a white muscle shirt. A faux-fur jacket lay nearby. He'd be wearing that later, but it was too warm to wear it right now. He stood up and looked down at his hands. They were covered in silver-tinted hair goop. "I'm gonna go wash my hands." He directed this comment at Niko, the boy who he'd met only a few days ago and currently shared a bed with due to limited space. Kyo walked to the bathroom and fought the tap on with his forearm, shoving his hands under the cold water and washing the goop off his hands. When he was done he rubbed some Malibu Hemp lotion on his palms and left the bathroom to the bed he shared with Niko, squatting on the edge and digging through his bag for a pair of socks and shoes.

sometimes i wonder why
we have no limits
everything we do is timed,
just find out who we are
we wont stop playing,
the special game of love
and when we get together the time is running
i'll be your dream that you'll remember
over and over

[m o o s i e p o p s]

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"Forever and ever, you'll stay in my heart and I will love you" Aretha Franklin

{{ o o c;; there. i pumped out a sloppy post. -__- prepare for another one, i wanna get back to my rp. }}

The twenty-three year old pulled a face. It wasn't in his nature to merely sit around and take everything as it went. That was more his brother's forte. Samson, on the other hand, he liked to be in charge and do things for people, but wasn't very comfortable taking assistance in return. He hadn't a clue why, but it just happened to work out that way. Sighing, because he knew that Ian was going through a great effort to make everything situated and special, he surrendered, and said, "Alright, alright. If you say so. Just don't go too overboard, alright?"

At this, he wondered if Ian was keeping in mind his shy behavior. Also, it came to mind, did Ian forget that it was the blond that liked attention, not the Searle. Feeling slightly worried, Sam decided to try to relax to the best of his abilities, it might not be so bad. But then, not worrying was practically impossible for him.

In all of creations all things great and small
You are the one that surpasses them all
More precious than any diamond or pearl
They broke the mold when you came in this world

[m o o s i e p o p s]

3MMii;; UNTiiL THEN, ii R3MAiiN LiiK3 SWiiTZ3RLAND- N3UTR4L!

Emlen cocked a brow at her response, but it wasn't a grand gesture, it was only one barely visible unless you were looking for it. 'It wasn't exactly a compliment, but if she wants to take it as one, who am I to tell her differently?' The duke questioned silently. He forced a smile and said, his accent stronger than usual due to his eyes unfocusing again, "No problem, really. Anyhoo, when are the pair going to bless us with their presence? Anneh clue?" The boy didn't like how stiff the air was, it was hard for him to create conversation. But as a member of the royal family, it was his duty to accommodate and be outgoing even in times that didn't seem like the appropriate time. He was a business man, after all. It was time to try to ease the tension. And that's what he was trying to do.

Here we are again, circles never end
How do I find the perfect fit
There's enough for everyone
But I'm still waiting in line

[PiiNK - l o l l i P0P]

[ L ] y e n k a
matousek
✖ LY3NK4 !! ✖ »ѕ є к к ї э їs ησт α мσяηίηģ ρзяѕση« [[+ && s e c r e t l y ilovehim -]]

Sekkie shook her head and shrugged in response to Emlen's question. "No clue. I hope it's soon though, 'cos we're gonna be there soon. I'm excited." Sekkie beamed. She was excited, yes. But she was also very, very nervous about her plans. She had backups for if it went terribly wrong, but she couldn't possibly be prepared for everything, could she? 'I just won't worry about it. What happens happens, and there's nothing I can do to change that. I just hope it all goes how I want it..' she thought to herself, biting her lip lightly. Her mind was filled with 'what if's and she just couldn't clear her head of them. It was making her a mental wreck, stressing herself out like this.


I get so b r e a t h l e s s, when you call my name,
I've often wondered, do y o u feel the same?
There's a c h e m i s t r y, energy, a synchronicity
When we're all alone,
So don't tell me
You can't see
What I'm t h i n k i n g of.

[ambivalently shota]

Ian Mitchell Tailee

The future‘s near but never certain.

Ian gave Sam a sly grin and walked towards the front of the bus. Not going overboard was as impossible as Sam not changing colors. He had always grown up rather spoiled. Everything had always been lavish and over the top when dealing with the blond. This party was no exception. He had rented out the entire club.

In the front of the bus, he observed the people. Everybody seemed so dressed up. It made a small smile come over the blond's face as he leaned himself against the counter. Nerves were slowly wrecking the boy. His body felt rested, but his mind already felt exhausted. As if planning the party hadn't stressed him out enough. Now he had to worry about making sure the party went as planned, and his surprise worked out as well. Tonight was supposed to be perfect, but so far it had just been a stressful mess. He hoped the actual party would be less stressful.

"Is everybody ready to go?" he questioned, trying to calm himself down.

At least stay here for just tonight.

[m o o s i e p o p s]

3MMii;; UNTiiL THEN, ii R3MAiiN LiiK3 SWiiTZ3RLAND- N3UTR4L!

Emlen's face brightened with relief. Ian was finally set, and that probably meant Sam was as well. The two seemed inseparable, so the Brit was going to assume that the blond had dealt with the birthday boy himself, and they were all set. The duke nodded and grinned, saying, "Yer, 'spect for Roxxie. She insists on getting ready after we're there." He chuckled afterwards, and Roxanne called back in response, "Emmi, Lolita takes time, and we don't have much. I'll just miss about fifteen minutes. Ian, don't go blahblahsuprise! until I'm there, okay? I wanna see!"

{{o o c;; crappiest post i ever did. </3 i just woke up though. xd; my excuse. }}

Here we are again, circles never end
How do I find the perfect fit
There's enough for everyone
But I'm still waiting in line

[ambivalently shota]

[[Set the Scene: A massive fourwheeler bashes into the scene, knocking over everything. Upon the four wheeler is a rather attractive male Hawaiian with a smirk on his face.

Kahale: -glances at the chaos he's caused- -innocent smirk- : D
-____- You interrupted my time skip.
Kahale: So that's what it is?
Yes. Now are you going to clean up this mess you made?
Kahale: Now, Boww, you know me better than that.
-___- Get. out.
Kahale: Am I banned?
OUT!

Scene: The fourwheeler speeds out, knocking over even more things.

SO AFTER THE CLEAN UP, THERE'S A TIME SKIP TO THE PARTY. ;D YAY!
Ian: Finally!
And don't worry.Kahale won't be on the bus. They can't pick him up on the way. He lives in Hawaii. XD

(o 3o I do weird time skips)]]

[ambivalently shota]

Ian Mitchell Tailee

The future‘s near but never certain.

The rest of the bus had already gone into the club and were prepared to surprise Sam. Ian had stayed back with Sam. It was his job to lead Sam into the main room where the party was to be held. Everything seemed to falling nicely into place, and Ian hoped the rest of the evening fell just as nicely.

"Let's get inside. We have to get a good table," stated the blond, grabbing a hold of Sam's hand and leading him up the walk way. Glancing up at the building, he was suddenly grateful that the curtains were drawn. From the outside, there was no way to tell that the place wasn't a big restaurant. Ian found the smile on his face growing wider as they approached the door. In the back of his mind, he had his doubts. What if Sam completely hated the party? Shaking his head slightly, he suppressed the thoughts into the back of his mind, sealing them away from his train of thought.

"Go on," Ian said to Sam, "Open the door." He found himself holding his breath, praying everything went as planned.

At least stay here for just tonight.

[m o o s i e p o p s]

◦▪◦لαммγ◦▪◦

"Forever and ever, you'll stay in my heart and I will love you" Aretha Franklin

Samson's blue eyes flickered to Ian quickly before grasping the door handle. His heart beat a little faster, and was a bit nervous. He didn't actually know why, because it was a dinner, was it not? Swallowing, the brunet nodded and with one heave of the door, Ian's surprise was uncovered. The moment the twenty-three year old took a step into the club, a roar of voices all shouting in unison bellowed at him, "Surprise!" The boy took a step back, eyes wide with shock and a mixture of horror. He began turning a light shade of pink, then a deeper tint, but as he looked at the faces, he slowly began to realize that these weren't just random strangers- they were his friends and family. Sammy's shoulders dropped with relief and grinned crookedly slightly.

He leaned a bit closer to Ian, and murmured, "I'm going to kill you. I swear, didn't I say not to go overboard?" The Jersey boy was merely kidding, as he was excited to see his family and friends the first time in a few years. He slipped his hand into Ian's and squeezed slightly as he then started to enter the room more.

In all of creations all things great and small
You are the one that surpasses them all
More precious than any diamond or pearl
They broke the mold when you came in this world

[PiiNK - l o l l i P0P]

[ L ] y e n k a
matousek
✖ LY3NK4 !! ✖ »ѕ є к к ї э "ѕυяρяίѕз !!"« [[+ && s e c r e t l y ilovehim -]]

Sekkie sat at a table inside the club, a pink fake flower corsage around one of her wrists. Her chin rested in her hand. She'd shouted 'Surprise!' along with everyone else when Sam entered, but then she sat down again and felt a bit bored. Dancing and such probably wouldn't start until after dinner. "Man, I'm so 'ungry I could ea' a cow." Sekkie was still tired from lack of sleep the night before, and her Czech accent showed through into her speech a bit. As if to demonstrate this, she yawned widely and her eyes drooped shut slightly. The excitement for the night was starting to wear off. Of course, she still had her plans, but that waited until people were dancing, one person in particular.


I get so b r e a t h l e s s, when you call my name,
I've often wondered, do y o u feel the same?
There's a c h e m i s t r y, energy, a synchronicity
When we're all alone,
So don't tell me
You can't see
What I'm t h i n k i n g of.

[ambivalently shota]

Ian Mitchell Tailee

The future‘s near but never certain.

Ian squeezed Sam's hand tightly in his own, leaning up towards the boy, "I don't know the meaning of overboard, love. You should have known that." The blond loved making things extravagant, and Sam's birthday was no different. He lead the brunet further into the party, watching almost silently as the people came and wished Sammy a happy birthday.

A pair of people in particular did not mingle back into the crowd like the rest had done. The pair consisted of Demetri Searle, Sam's younger brother, and Ares Williams, the Searle brothers' best friend. Demetri still looked as he had the last time Sam saw him. After all, they attended the same college. It had only been about a month since Sam had last seen him. However, Ares was no longer a dirty blond. He had grown his hair out and dyed it much darker. Upon first glance, he looked like somebody else.

"Nice party you have here," Demetri stated, grinning and giving his brother a quick hug, "Happy birthday, bro."

Ares, on the other hand, took a different approach to wishing Samson a happy birthday. He knew he had to do it silently because the moment he opened his mouth, Sam would know who he was. Ares had a very strong and unique accent, far from anything one heard in Jersey. Keeping this in mind, the now raven haired male threw his arms around Sam and kissed him quickly on the cheek. As he pulled away, he managed to give Sam a small wink.

Ian cocked his head to the side, raising an eyebrow at the other boy's display of affection. "Is this a friend of yours, Sam?"

Demetri tried his hardest to maintain a straight face, laughing slightly and turning his head to keep Sam from noticing. Ares grinned at Sam, curious as to how the boy reacted.

[[This post is long, kinda funny. But I don't like it. I don't know why. o3o]]

At least stay here for just tonight.

[m o o s i e p o p s]

◦▪◦لαммγ◦▪◦

"Forever and ever, you'll stay in my heart and I will love you" Aretha Franklin

The boy smiled briefly at his brother before being pecked on the cheek by a black locked boy he hadn't the faintest clue of. The twenty-three year old looked at Ares in horror reddening more by the moment, completely unaware that it was his best friend merely playing a trick on him. Instead, he looked back at Ian panicked that the blond might take the 'stranger's' display of affection the wrong way. He shook his hands, palms out turned and hurriedly explained, "I don't know this kid!" Glancing back at the other male, Samson vaguely remembered a few of the person's features. He stared long and hard at their eyes, and suddenly came upon the recognition. It was none other than Ares, and without looking anywhere elsewhere, the Searle said through gritted teeth and a ghost of a smile, "Jersey, I'm going to kill you!"

And as if to demonstrate it, Sammy took his hands, grabbed at Ares' neck gently and pretended to shake him. He wasn't doing it nearly hard enough to even prevent breathing, but it was merely how the trio were. Once he was done 'strangling' the Greek, the boy patted him softly on the cheek and retorted, "You're awful, Ars. When the hell did you even decide to dye your hair? You look like some regular Jersey kid now. Wouldn't even know you were one of those illegals without you talking." He said, teasing. He knew Ares had his papers completed and everything by the time he moved here, but it was still a nice thing to joke about. It was familiar, something he had known forever.

In all of creations all things great and small
You are the one that surpasses them all
More precious than any diamond or pearl
They broke the mold when you came in this world