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 Posted: Thu Jul 04, 2013 1:09 am
Caspar MacKenzie "It's a long story," sighed the blond, turning his own arm to better view the scars. Lifting the blazer, he rubbed off the magic from his other, equally scarred arm. A long scar on his opposite wrist perfectly matched the other, with one small curve at the end being the difference. "My parents loved me with everything in them when I was little. They loved me so much that they decided to stop traveling and stay in Salem. I hated it so much, though. I've always been so wild, and no one there was wild at all." He stroked the left scar, gazing at it. "When I realized I was unsure about my sexuality, my father stopped speaking to me. It was as if he wasn't sure he was alright with it when it was me. My mother tried to understand, but I knew she didn't. My only solace was in my time alone. At one point, my parents took me to visit my cousin from my mother's side. We were told to leave because my father is a neko. We were treated like garbage, and made to feel like it. Before that, my heritage was a secret, and after...they chose to tell the town. Ostracized, my parents took up traveling again, occasionally taking me, but usually leaving me with a babysitter for a few days. I was ridiculed for having parents like I did, who disliked to see their half-breed child so much that they had to leave the continent, and for a long time, I believed this was the truth. By the time I was thirteen, I had already cut myself for the first time." He then stroked a tiny scar by his elbow, shaking his head. "One night, they had a terrible fight. My father had gotten drunk somehow, and my mother wasn't having any of it. He stormed into my room and railed on me, calling me a hopeless mistake, worthless, disgusting, a product of their own shame. I was only fifteen, I didn't know how to react. So I locked myself in the bathroom and I..."He didn't finish. He didn't need to. The two large slits spoke for themselves. After several minutes, he finally spoke again. "My mother found me. She held me while the housekeeper called 911, and if they had gotten there five minutes later, I would have died like I wanted to. I was in the hospital for several days, the institution for a few weeks, and when I got out, I was forcing on this look of happiness to the world. It hurt to smile so much, but I refused to return to that awful place. I haven't really hurt myself since then." He looked up at Kevin, chuckling slightly. "Not as logical as your reason, but there it is. I feel like such a dram queen." Awesome nerd God, really? I hate those! Did you kill it?
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Posted: Fri Jul 05, 2013 8:40 pm
 Kevin only shook his head. "It makes perfect sense." he said as sympathetically as possible. "You don't at all sound like a drama queen, either. Anyone dealing with that deserves to tell their tale when they need to." Perhaps it was by their matching cuts or how they had both opened up to each other, but he felt... better about being around Caspar; there was just something so similar about him, but at the same time he was completely different. It was a refreshing change, in his opinion.
Daring to scoot a little closer, Kevin reached over and touched the scarred skin, feeling the ridges. "My parents fought because of money issues - stress." he muttered while keeping his gaze to the scars. "They never really had time for me, and yeah, they thought I wasn't right when I told them I was gay, but after a couple days of just avoiding them - which wasn't hard - they just stuck back to their old routine of fighting with each other. I never had to hear my parents call me anything like that, and I'm glad I didn't." He finally looked at Caspar. "Honestly I don't blame you, but I can't imagine what it's like masking all that pain with a smile. I was perfectly fine coming to terms with forgetting what that was like."
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Posted: Fri Jul 05, 2013 9:34 pm
Caspar MacKenzieCaspar held his breath when Kevin came closer to touch his scars, keeping still so as not to frighten the timid little mouse before him. He swallowed hard, then smiled at Kevin slightly. "It was rather easy when it came to it. I hadn't been happy in such a long time that bringing a false smile to my face was almost like second nature." He dared to lift his hand to Kevin's back, setting it on his shoulder blade. "The simplest thing to do in this world is sometimes to just smile through the heartbreak and the pain, and hope that better days will come. And they did. I was transferred here to harness what few powers I have, and I haven't made many friends yet, but I like it that way. I mean, sure, a couple girls follow me around the day, but they're more nuisances than friends. I don't think I even know their names." Caspar dismissed the stalker girls with ease, as if he didn't really care. Really, Caspar had no idea why those girls would follow him. He just thought they were trying to be friendly, and that their cultures made this mean to follow him around. "Kevin, my scars are all over my body, in numerous quantities. I never asked anyone for help when fixing them up, and I did stitches on myself on my upper thigh when I was fifteen. I never want that to be you." His fingers briefly brushed Kevin's black hair before returning to rest beside him. "It's a terrible road to be on, and it's an even longer one to recovery. If you ever feel like cutting again, I want you to punch me."
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Posted: Sat Jul 06, 2013 12:44 am
Feeling the hand against his hair brought chills down the raven-haired boy's spine, but he concealed it well. There was still one part of him that was doubtful he and Caspar cold ever have anything together.
When told to punch him whenever the urge to cut came, Kevin chuckled. It was a short, breathless chuckle, but it instilled an upward twitch of his mouth for a second. "I'm bad at fighting. You won't even budge and that will only make me angrier." he muttered and gave the blonde a tired smile, the best one he could muster, and it felt incredibly alien to him. "Thanks for the offer, though."
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Posted: Sat Jul 06, 2013 12:58 am
Caspar MacKenzie"Well, you could always try what I did," he then offered, the thin chain connecting his lip piercing to an earring jingling quietly. He then tilted his head, narrowing his eyes as he looked over Kevin. "Although, it might be a bit too hardcore for you. Not really sure you could pull it off, either. It's a tough thing for a bunch of guys to pull off. I barely do." Reaching up, he brushed Kevin's hair aside to expose his ear, looking at it. "Maybe...it would be pretty damn hot." Bringing his hand back down, he toyed with his own chain and sighed happily. "I remember when I got my first one. I started getting them to stop cutting, and it really did help after my last piercing. There are some things that, once you pierce them, you never want to pierce anything ever again." He looked down at his lap, wincing at the memory for a brief second before returning his attention to Kevin. "Let's see, what else...I could get you a punching bag?"
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Posted: Sat Jul 06, 2013 1:46 am
He had to admit, the thought of getting anything of his pierced didn't sound too appealing to himself, either. Besides, he couldn't even picture having those piercings on. Watching Caspar think of things to get rid of stress, Kevin shook his head at him. "I don't need anything." he assured and looked at the blonde softly. "If something's troubling me I'll talk to you." he said flatly. Caspar had grown on him in these few moments, that much was certain, but Kevin was also certain that it would take quite a while before he could set the blade down for good, especially when his other option was to talk or punch.
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Posted: Sat Jul 06, 2013 1:59 am
Caspar MacKenzieCaspar beamed with pride at Kevin's decision. He trusted him enough to talk to him when he wanted to cut. That was such a wonderful step in the right direction! The blond nodded at the black-haired male and smiled genuinely. "That sounds great, Kevin. I'll be more than happy to listen." Pushing his own blond locks behind his heavily pierced ear, Caspar sighed and looked up at the sky in thought. "Speaking of piercings, I think I'm going to get another one. My mother hasn't had a reason to call me and yell at me for looking like a hooligan yet," said the male, tapping his chin with his index finger. "But I don't really think I can fit anymore on my ears, and I already have an eyebrow pierced. Do you think it'd be tacky to get the other one done?" He looked back to Kevin, sincerely wanting his opinion.
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Posted: Sat Jul 06, 2013 8:13 pm
Kevin observed Caspar as he contemplated whether or not to get another piercing, and he tensed up when his opinion was asked for. "Uh... Well... I don't think you look like a hooligan." he said with a light shrug. "And I think you look fine as is, to tell you the truth." He gave him a look. "How many piercings do you have in total?"
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Posted: Sat Jul 06, 2013 11:36 pm
Caspar MacKenzieThe blond was taken aback by the question. He wasn't even sure he knew the answer. "Hm...well, I have twelve in each ear, that's twenty-four. Two in my lip, two in my nose, one on my eyebrow, one on my bellybutton, two for my nipples, and a Prince Albert. That brings the total up to...thirty-three." He nodded, looking back to Kevin with a smile. "Think I'm a hooligan now?" With a small laugh, he reached up and ruffled his own hair, shaking the blond locks to fall over his ears and one eye. "I never wanted to get this many. It just kind of happened. I think these ones are the latest." Caspar took Kevin's hand and brought it to his chest, setting the fingers over his left piercing that had a bauble so small, it was clear why no one had noticed it was there yet. "They're also probably my favorite. Nothing quite says dangerous like a n****e piercing."
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Posted: Wed Jul 10, 2013 6:35 pm
Kevin stiffened when he heard the total amount of piercings. Thirty... wow, he never really thought about how many piercings people could have, and he had seen some people with piercings swallowing their ears, but this had to be some kind of record. Suddenly Kevin felt his hand manipulated and soon felt something soft yet hard beneath it. Making a curious face, he gave it an experimental feel until he heard what Caspar said. His face paled. "A... A what piercing?" he whispered and fearfully looked over to see his hand over Caspar's chest. In three seconds Kevin's face changed various colors, from pale to scarlet red. "Uh, u-umm..." he stuttered and quickly recoiled his hand, still bright red. "Uh - Yeah! P-Practically screams 'dangerous'." he agreed shakily as he rubbed his hand, his still wide gaze to the blonde's chest.
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Posted: Wed Jul 10, 2013 8:44 pm
Caspar MacKenzieCaspar blinked at Kevin's reaction, tilting his head curiously. No one had ever reacted quite so strongly to his piercings before. Maybe he just wasn't used to them or something... The blond opened his mouth to speak, questions wanting to be asked. "Have you never seen a n****e piercing before?" he questioned, leaning closer, his shirt hanging open a bit. "I mean, you're acting like I have a terrible disease and if you touch me, you'll catch it." Caspar chuckled a bit at the end of the tease, smiling cheerfully to the young man. "If you're this bad with a n****e piercing, I can only assume how bad you are with Prince Alberts. You know what those are, right?"Inside his mind, Caspar was begging God to allow Kevin to know what a Prince Albert was. He wasn't sure he was ready to explain the piercing to such an innocent person.
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Posted: Wed Jul 10, 2013 8:59 pm
Kevin, however, was too busy trying not to look at Caspar's chest - it proved to be incredibly difficult. Hearing about the Prince Albert, he turned a darker shade of red and looked at Caspar nervously. "Of course I know!" he blabbed, partially offeneded to be treated like some delicate flower. "I just... Well I never imagined what it'd be like to get it." He looked away and rubbed his arm for a moment then glanced at Caspar. "How bad did it hurt?"
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Posted: Wed Jul 10, 2013 9:11 pm
Caspar MacKenzie"Honestly? Not that much, like most piercings," he shrugged, looking down at his lap and wiggling his leg in memory. "It was really more awkward than painful. You have to be agonizingly erect to do it, and then they lay you down and get super close to it. It was my first piercing alone, so I was really scared. But the guy was really good at his job, and I barely felt a thing. That's the way it is with a lot of piercings." Looking back up at Kevin, he tilted his head again and blinked. "I got it for reasons other than just a crappy home life. Apparently, a PA is supposed to help touch spots that would drive you wild. When I heard of that, I was hooked."The blond then reached up and twiddled with his chain, a nervous habit of his. "The best thing about piercings is chains. With the really thin ones, you can connect anything. Obviously, I like to connect my lip piercing to my ear, though it's more of a habit that I picked up from an old friend back in Salem." Suddenly, he laughed, reaching up to stroke the long line of piercings down his ear. "You know, I take them out so few times, I suppose I've forgotten what I look like without them."
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Posted: Wed Jul 10, 2013 9:34 pm
To have to be aroused for so long... Kevin couldn't remember the last time he had an erection let alone how long it was there! Noticing movement out of the corner of his eye, he looked over to see Caspar playing with his chain and commenting about his piercings. "I bet you'd look really nice without them." Kevin blurted out, already envisioning the blonde without them. The sight brought a smile to his face. "I'm hot saying you should keep them off - you look good both ways - I'm just saying that you'd still look handsome."
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Posted: Thu Jul 11, 2013 9:50 am
Caspar MacKenzieThe blonde teen tapped his chin with his finger in thought, mentally woo-hooing in joy that Kevin thought he was handsome, then brightened and nodded. "Then let's try it!" He slid his fingers into his blazer's pocket, pulling out a small red pouch. Setting it on his lap, his hands moved up to his ears, starting to take off his piercings. They worked deftly and with practiced accuracy, and soon enough, Caspar was sitting before Kevin with all his facial piercings in his little red bag. But that wasn't enough. Caspar then took off the blazer and his shirt, tossing them to Kevin nonchalantly and slipping out the small baubles decorating his nipples. Once those were out, he opted not to take out the Prince Albert and took his shirt and blazer back, sliding them both back on with a silent nod. After adjusting his mussed hair and taking a deep breath, the now mostly piercing-free teen grinned at the young man before him. "Well? What do you think?"
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