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 Posted: Tue Jul 12, 2016 11:38 pm
Briar Zahar
Briar let the 'boy' speak as he pulled a rag out and started to clean his gun, putting it in the case when he felt it was clean enough. After Chris stopped speaking, Briar smirked and chuckled lightly thought his laugh sounded a little malicious and not necessarily a laugh from someone in a happy mood. "Course I don't expect you to get me to kill her for you. That is the reason I haven't kill you yet. I just wanted to hear you say it I suppose. If you would have told me to kill her for you then I would have killed you here and now then probably kill her too."
Shutting the case, he stood up and walked over to the counter in the kitchen and set the case down. He glanced over at Christian
"Your step-mother stroke me as an impatient woman. I figured the longer I waited to kill you, the more impatient would become. As expected I'm not the only one tailing you. You've felt me following you, but what you don't realize is that someone else is as well. The reason I'm still following you is because im curious to see who she hired after me because no doubt that very person will be tasked to look for me and kill me next. I'm a loose end on her part. I know everything she's up to and she will not like me wondering around. The paranoia will drive her crazy and so sooner or later she will hire someone to kill me. Not that it will be an easy task." He walked into the kitchen, opened the door and pulled out two bottles of beer as she walked back and held one out for Christian to take if he wanted one.
"And so the reason why I showed myself and asked you here is so if you see me following you, you wont call the police on me or who knows what. That and I get bored sneaking around. Now i can be out in the open and you won't freak the hell out." He opened his bottle and started to drink as he waited for Christian to take or not take the drink.
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Posted: Wed Jul 13, 2016 12:04 am
 𝓒𝔥𝔯𝔦𝔰𝔱𝔦𝔞𝔫 𝓗𝔞𝔯𝔱 whєn wσrds вєcσmє unclєαr, í shαll fσcus wíth phσtσgrαphs.
xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxwhєn ímαgєs вєcσmє ínαdєquαtє, í shαll вє cσntєnt wíth sílєncє.
Grey blue eyes inspected the male as he spoke, so that had been a test of character? Well he was glad he had passed that one. "No, she's not a patient woman." He murmured with a sigh, his shoulder suddenly sagging, when was the last time he had felt even the slightest semblance of security... somehow Briar was putting him at ease and it had been a long time since he'd felt comfortable in his own skin. "And of course she would... why not hire one more- i'm sure someone who has a completely different set of morals than you as well" He added, eyeing the beer that was held out to him, which he took after glancing up to meet the other males eyes.
It also occurred to him that he had been drinking not long before he had come here...and that the effects of the alcohol was probably one of the reasons why he was finding it so easy to just...talk and not freak out. He cracked the beer open as Briar spoke again "So... you are a target now because of me." He stated simply, lifting the beer to his lips and taking a small gulp- letting the fizzing beverage rest on his tongue for a moment before swallowing, savouring the taste. "Can't guarantee that I wouldn't freak out if you snuck up on me in a dark alleyway though" He added, letting a flicker of playfulness enter his eyes.
This person wasn't going to hurt him- not currently anyway. "Yeah so......what now?" He murmured- his brows suddenly furrowing. He needed to find somewhere to rest for the night...and call Valarie tomorrow to let her know he was okay. He took another swig of his beer and leaned back so that his thighs were leanings against the back of the couch- his gaze shifting to the window overlooking the street. "I have to find somewhere to sleep" He continued, suddenly feeling very wary, and much older than a boy of eighteen years.
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Posted: Wed Jul 13, 2016 12:53 am
Briar Zahar
"Doesn't matter to me who she hires, in fact I feel bad for whoever she gets to come after me. I may send her a body part as a warning to not bug me with such boring things," After Christian took the bottle, Briar plopped back down on the couch and continued to drink while listening to the male mutter to himself. He let out a heavy sigh as he took a big gulp of the beer before setting it down on the coffee table.
"Since i made you come here, just take the bed and sleep for the night. I know you haven't had a decent nigh sleep for days so don't bother refusing my offer. You can leave in the morning. Plus the moment you walk outside the other hired person will stalk you and kill you, especially in a neighborhood like his, it'll be very easy." He pointed to the door by the kitchen indicating that that was where the bedroom was.
"As for me, I have things to do, mainly clean more of my gun," With that, he pulled the cushion off the couch, the cushion he was not sitting on and he opened the base of it as several guns were revealed sitting there in a see through case. "Go sleep," He said in a more demanding tone.
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Posted: Wed Jul 13, 2016 1:03 am
𝓒𝔥𝔯𝔦𝔰𝔱𝔦𝔞𝔫 𝓗𝔞𝔯𝔱 whєn wσrds вєcσmє unclєαr, í shαll fσcus wíth phσtσgrαphs.
xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxwhєn ímαgєs вєcσmє ínαdєquαtє, í shαll вє cσntєnt wíth sílєncє.
Christian couldn't help but grimace at the thought of being offed while trying to make it somewhere to sleep. "I don't know- this seems like the safest place to be, you might have trouble getting rid of me "He stated with a tired but easy natured smile. He was too tired to filter himself- he'd just....be the smart a** he always was and not care about the consequences. The thought of sleeping in a bed was bliss, and he wasn't even there yet.
"I won't refuse. If you get lonely you could always come cuddle" He joked lightly, placing his beer bottle down on the counter before he made his way towards the bedroom, chuckling softly under his breath. "Don't have to tell me twice" He added, lifting a hand to lazily wave over one shoulder as he entered the room. He didn't even think twice about slipping off his pants and the button down shirt so that he was left in the tank and his boxers, before he let himself plop down on the bed, a blissful noise rising from his throat- he had a very soft bed.
After a moment he forced himself to get up and crawl onto the bed properly, pulling the blankets up to cover himself. He flipped over onto his side so that he was facing the wall- staring at it sleepily as he listened to the soft clanking from the living room- noises produced by the other male. Whom he had forgotten to get the name off... 'ah well... i'll ask in the morning' he mused, snuggling into the blankets with a content sigh as he willed himself to doze off.
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Posted: Wed Jul 13, 2016 1:23 am
Briar Zahar
Briar didn't say anything as the male left into the bedroom to sleep. A slow and almost creepy grin grew on his face when the males comment echoed in his mind. Another evil chuckle quietly escaped past his lips as he busied himself cleaning his guns. It only took him a couple hours to clean everything up and put them away. The sun was still down but it would be morning soon. Briar stood and stretched, cracking his back and neck as he walked into the bedroom as she looked around and saw the male sleeping under the covers, his pants and shirt on the floor. "Must have been dead tired to sleep without a care in the world. I need to work on making myself look creepier if he's gonna sleep comfortably in my place.." He sighed heavily before removing his shirt revealing his hot bod (eye brow wiggle) with scars, both from bladed weapons and bullets. He walked around and slipped into the bed beside Christian. He had put on sweat pants before getting in bed.
He relaxed and shut his eyes to sleep and five minutes later he turned to his side, scooted closer to Christian and wrapped his arms around him. The male had said he could cuddle him and Briar took that invitation seriously. Usually he would just hug the body pillow he had which was currently in the closet but now there was an actual body to cuddle.
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Posted: Wed Jul 13, 2016 1:34 am
𝓒𝔥𝔯𝔦𝔰𝔱𝔦𝔞𝔫 𝓗𝔞𝔯𝔱 whєn wσrds вєcσmє unclєαr, í shαll fσcus wíth phσtσgrαphs.
xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxwhєn ímαgєs вєcσmє ínαdєquαtє, í shαll вє cσntєnt wíth sílєncє.
Christian was out cold by the time Briar had entered the room- snuggled comfortably under the blankets. He didn't even stir when the other male slipped under the covers, only shifting when he was suddenly enveloped in warmth. Instead of waking up however he turned into the heat and snuggled closer, a soft content sigh slipping past his lips as he continued to sleep. He didn't really dream, or if he did he never seemed to remember them... but this was definitely the most comfortable he had been in a long time. He also hadn't simply passed out in such a long time, too afraid to even sleep.
Hours later the male went to turn over in his sleep- only to find that something was keeping him in place, a soft murmur of nonsense passing his lips as his blue grey eyes fluttered open. It took a moment for him to register that there were arms wrapped around him and the male from before had quite literally taken his invitation to snuggle seriously... which should of freaked him out. But it didn't. Instead he felt a flash of hilarity consume his mind, and he couldn't let the bout of laughter that passed his lips. This situation was just too...comical.
One minute this man is stalking him, and he was certain that his next bed was going to be a coffin. And now he was laying in his bed, with the very same man cuddling him.... it just...seemed so odd. "This is weird" He mused softly, turning his head to stare up at the ceiling so that he wasn't face to face with the other male- knowing that his little fit had probably woken him up.
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Posted: Wed Jul 13, 2016 1:47 am
Briar Zahar
The fit of laughter had woken Briar up though he kept his eyes shut and didn't bother moving or removing his arms since he was too comfortable. "The sun is barely up, sleep," He said again in a demanding but gentle tone as he sounded tired. He pulled Christian in slowly, pulling him closer as he got more comfortable to sleep more. As usual people look at him and assume he's a mean scary man but in truth he liked little fluffy dogs and kittens, he liked pampering himself with massages and even manicures/pedicures and his favorite color was lavender or a baby pink. Essentially he was almost the opposite of what he looked like. The only thing accurate assumption of him is that he looked like he killed people and in fact he did. But that's about it.
Speaking of fluffy dogs, one emerged from under the bed as it seemed to have been hidden there the whole time mainly because she was a lazy fur ball and slept a lot. She let out a little yelp of a bark and struggled to climb on the bed.
Hearing this, Briar got up slightly, leaned over Christian and reached over the edge and grabbed the small fluff ball and placed the dog on Christians stomach as Briar laid back down on his back and tried to sleep leaving Christian there with the dog.
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Posted: Wed Jul 13, 2016 1:58 am
𝓒𝔥𝔯𝔦𝔰𝔱𝔦𝔞𝔫 𝓗𝔞𝔯𝔱 whєn wσrds вєcσmє unclєαr, í shαll fσcus wíth phσtσgrαphs.
xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxwhєn ímαgєs вєcσmє ínαdєquαtє, í shαll вє cσntєnt wíth sílєncє.
Christian could hear the exhaustion in the mans voice, when had he even gone to sleep? "Mhmm" he murmured, staring at the ceiling still, startled slightly by the yip of a bark and the movement that followed. And then he had a little ball of white fluff on his stomach starring back at him. "It's so...cute" He mused, a warm smile spreading on his lips as he lifted his hand to scratch the pooch on the head. "And fluffy. I didn't take you for the fluffy type" He mused as the dog slipped off of his stomach and managed to wedge itself under the blankets by his feet and curl up.
Christian found himself shifting cooer to briar in fear of kicking the dog, knowing that he was likely going to go back to sleep. "You're very warm" He murmured as his cloudy eyes shut and he snuggled into the covers once more- he usually ran cold, so it was a rather pleasant sensation... and there was no point in making this weird right? It was already obvious to him that briar didn't really care about personal space...or at least it didn't seem like it.
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Posted: Wed Jul 13, 2016 2:11 am
Briar Zahar
He was in a light sleep when he heard Christian's comment about the dog and how he didn't peg him as the type of person to like fluffy small dogs. "I like cute things...a lot," He mumbled as maybe that hinted to why he was rather cuddly with him. He was silent for a moment before adding, "Her name is Princess by the way." It was clear he wasn't embarrassed with saying these things. The fact that he was a successful hit man meant he was confident in himself. Even if a lot of the things he liked wasn't considered "masculine" by society, it didn't mean s**t to him. If Briar liked Disney Princess then so be it, he will just snap someones neck i they want to bug him about it and that would shut people up about his masculinity.
"Actually I have to go buy her some food and take her to the groomers. Feel free to tag along," He mumbled before yawning and falling asleep again. If Christian was to look around the room he would notice the color of the room be a lavenderish color, in a corner was Princess's bed which was big and there was a neat pile of her toys and even little outfits. On the other side of the room there was some pictures framed up and displayed on the wall. Most were of Princess and others were of Briar with Princess and even others with Briar and other small fluffy dogs and kittens which might indicate that he was a foster parent for animals (mainly kittens and dogs)
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Posted: Wed Jul 13, 2016 10:40 pm
𝓒𝔥𝔯𝔦𝔰𝔱𝔦𝔞𝔫 𝓗𝔞𝔯𝔱 whєn wσrds вєcσmє unclєαr, í shαll fσcus wíth phσtσgrαphs.
xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxwhєn ímαgєs вєcσmє ínαdєquαtє, í shαll вє cσntєnt wíth sílєncє.
"Princess huh..." He mused, the name seemed to fit the little pompom of a dog- he would bet anything that Briar spoiled the little canine as well. 'he likes cute things' he mused silently, letting his eyes flutter closed as he began to doze as well. "mmkay" He murmured before he was fast asleep again. It didn't take him long to turn over and cuddle against the other male once more, taking in his warmth. He had nothing to be embarrassed about- the other male had decided to take his joke seriously, and he might as well take advantage of the cuddles, because frankly he was lacking in the whole human companionship department. Valarie was the first person who he had kept a long conversation with in a very...very long while.
A few hours later when the sun was actually up the male roused, not really willing to move or get up because he was warm and relaxed for the first time in a while. He didn't technically have anything to do today right? Well... besides perhaps borrowing the other males shower because he always felt slightly grungy after going out at night. A long sigh parted his lips as he let his grey orbs flutter open, squinting at the trickle of light that managed to seep past the blinds on the window. "Hey....can i borrow your shower?" He murmured, not sure if Briar was awake yet, but he figured this man was likely a light sleeper.
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