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 Posted: Thu Jan 24, 2013 7:11 am
Ivan breathed through the oxygen mask as he watched the afternoon sky be overtook by the thick smoke. He glanced over to see kids, frightened and confused (and some even happy) rush out of the school doors with teachers sharing the same emotions. He looked over at the police cars that arrived and watched one officer wander over to him. He was an aged man, and by the way he looked at the fire, this wasn't the first time he dealt with a disaster at the school.
"Officer Lawrence." he introduced to Ivan, still looking at the flames that had now spread to other rooms. "Be honest with me here," he said and leaned in towards Ivan. "One of them, uh, kids start this mess? Fight get off hand?"
Ivan stared at him for a moment before understanding what he was saying. It still took him a little while to remember that this school was filled with freaks. Had he kept that in mind, he wouldn't have to waste time on getting cigarettes. "Not entirely," he said, making sure to keep to his story so the firefighters nearby wouldn't get suspicious. "There were cigarettes in the corner of the room. I only assumed it was-" His words got caught in his mouth. Officer Lawrence stopped scribbling notes on his notepad when there was no more information given and quirked an eyebrow at the assistant teacher. "Sir?" He waved a hand in front of Ivan's face, but the young man had his wide eyes at something.
The officer was late in seeing it, but there was a blur of purple that shot out from the town and straight into the burning inferno. To an observer lucky enough to see it, they would have shrugged it off as the flames' light playing tricks on them, but Ivan knew better. It was Nikolai's mist, and by the looks of it he was in it. The fool! Why would he endanger his life?
"He loves me!"
Ivan shook Leon's words out of his mind and quickly jumped to his feet. The workers crowded around him and urged him to sit back down, but he refused to listen. He tried to get back to the classroom, but if it wasn't the staff's grip on him that made him stay, it was his oxygen depraved body. "S-Someone's in there!" he cried. The firefighters' eyes widened and looked to the growing flames.
The flames inside the Psychology classroom nearly overtook the entire place, leaving only the area Leon laid and the spot Ivan stood. The fire was blinding, and it cackled almost mockingly as it grew closer and closer to the dying man.
But then something unusual happened. The thick, black smoke pouring out of the flames gained a purplish tint to it, and within seconds a purple fog poured into the room and clashed with the flames. It was a battle filled with hisses and flaming growls, but eventually the purple mist managed to push back the flames and their poisonous smog. The mist circled Leon and filtered his air to give him oxygen.
"Oh Leon..." came a sorrowful voice amidst the mist. Although no person was seen, not even a silhouette or an outline, hands touched Leon's body and lifted him up to at least sitting position. "Sleep." the voice said, tone shaky yet strong at the same time. The mist suddenly became much more soothing than a scene should provide, urging one to sleep. "We're going home."
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Posted: Thu Jan 24, 2013 2:48 pm
Leon Court Leon said nothing, closing his eyes and letting himself breathe the pure, untainted air. He forced the pain out of his mind and felt his body grow limp. He had already lost so much blood...but he listened to the voice and soon, Leon could feel nothing and saw only blessed darkness.
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Posted: Thu Jan 24, 2013 8:51 pm
The wait was restless. Ivan fidgeted with his laced fingers anxiously as the firefighters charged through the burning halls to find the person he mentioned. Worried thoughts buzzed in Ivan's mind as he impatiently waited for the group. Why did Nikolai do that? Would he do that if he was in the fire? Was he hurt? Ivan ran a hand through his blonde curls guiltily. If Nikolai got hurt because of him... He wasn't sure he would be able to look at himself through the mirror.
Suddenly the firefighters came out, and Ivan looked up with a start. No one was in their arms.
"There was nobody in there." one firefighter shrugged. "Everyone was evacuated."
"That's impossible!" Ivan protested. "I saw them!"
"You... saw them?" Officer Lawrence grunted suspiciously.
The assistant grit his teeth. "I mean I saw him run in there!"
"Why would someone do that?" a firefighter asked.
"How the hell should I know? I saw what happened, okay?" Ivan seethed at them. He knew why it happened, though, but he wasn't willing to admit it to himself let alone the staff. Seeing that no one would do anything, Ivan pushed himself off and ignored his body's protests. "Let me go." he spat and strode towards the Psychology classroom window. Whenever one tried to grab him and pull him back, he would roughly shove them aside and move faster. Eventually he reached the window and climbed inside, ignoring the eager flames' cackles.
"Nikolai!" he called out and began coughing as the smoke invaded his cleared lungs. He pulled his coat up to his mouth to serve as a type of filter and fanned the air in front of him. His eyes quickly dried to the point of pain, but he ignored that too so he could find Nikolai. "Nikolai!" he called out again before something caught his eye. Ivan stared at a bloody area of the ground and turned to face it. It was where Leon was. He was gone. Ivan stayed silent for a while as it settled into his mind. Nikolai saved Leon. Nikolai... risked his life to save Leon....
Ivan's eyes narrowed. No matter. Just like he said earlier, he would only make Nikolai love him again. And to do that, it looks like he'll have to work harder.
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Posted: Wed Jun 19, 2013 10:19 pm
๑۩۞۩๑ ๑۩ﺴ Some shadows have more depth. ﺴ۩๑ Ethan tried not to drift off into sleep as he sat through the teacher's fumbled lecture on types of psychology. This teacher was really just a substitute, a retired person that just wanted to do something other than sit around and do nothing. Respectable, but right now she was just good at making him want to sleep. Was this even psychology class anymore? The classroom burnt in some freak accident - According to a few students, though, it was caused by some love triangle spat, but Ethan didn't believe them - and so the class was relocated to a computer lab, and Mr. Court just stopped showing up - the principal and all the staff didn't say what happened - thus leaving them with the substitute that had no idea what she was doing. Huh... Ethan wasn't even sure if even sitting next to Lock could make this class bearable. Mayah Playah Just to remember our old dynamic duo emotion_awesome
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Posted: Wed Jun 19, 2013 10:29 pm
✻ ✺ ✹ ✴ʆ ock ҥan✸ ✷ ✶ ✵ Meanwhile, Lock was sitting beside his fiance, looking up random videos of porn on his phone. With a smirk on his perfect face, Lock would, every now and then, show still frames to his boyfriend of how other, less pretty gay couples looked in the midst of hard, sweaty intercourse. After grossing out his lover, he would return to looking things up, occasionally turning to lesbian porn just to remind himself why he still loved women so damn much. Merciful mammaries, those bazookas are HUGE. Upon coming to another video, he tilted his head. "Me thinks a drag queen I doth detect," he murmured, turning the phone to Ethan. "Is that a man or a woman?" Awesome nerd Oh, you suck. I JUST stopped crying about that.
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Posted: Wed Jun 19, 2013 10:38 pm
๑۩۞۩๑๑۩ﺴ Some shadows have more depth. ﺴ۩๑ Don't look at it, Ethan, don't look at it, he kept mentally warning himself. It's just another pornographic picture, it's just a trap. Whatever you do, don't look!
Unfortunately curiosity got the best of him and Ethan turned his head. He scowled at the picture and quickly turned away, regretting his decision to look. "I'm pretty sure that's a dude." he grimaced, the picture frozen in his mind. "But he's got man boobs." He flickered his gaze at the Korean. "Why do you even look this stuff up? And in public!"
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Posted: Wed Jun 19, 2013 10:52 pm
✻ ✺ ✹ ✴ʆ ock ҥan✸ ✷ ✶ ✵"Because I'm bored. This class is so boring now that the sexy man candy's dead," said Lock, flicking through the videos. "Court was the best teacher we could've had, and now, as his legacy, we're stuck with Miss Half-Dead." He looked down to Ethan, holding out his hand. "Hey, wanna head off to the men's room and cross it off our list of places we haven't had sex in?"
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Posted: Wed Jun 19, 2013 11:06 pm
๑۩۞۩๑๑۩ﺴ Some shadows have more depth. ﺴ۩๑ "I don't want to have sex with you in a public place!" Ethan hissed with an embarrassed blush on his grimacing face. Jeez, had Lock always been this perverted? Maybe it was a Korean thing.. He remembered passing by this one guy that yelled about how all Asians were perverts, and then he started ranting on about how Russians were bad and... Well he had walked away at that point, but maybe that one guy had a valid argument.
"Wait," he paused. "Dead? How do you know he's dead? None of the staff would even look me in the eye when I asked about him." he said until the sub coughed loud enough to get their attention.
"Settle down, students." she said and waved her hands in a motion for them to sit down. It was when everyone calmed down that Ethan noticed the pretty young girl standing next to her. The girl had large brown eyes and auburn hair that fell in beautiful waves. She looked to be about his age. "Wow," he breathed. "She's really pretty."" This is Lori Crawford, she just transferred to here from Sweden." She looked at Lori and gave her a sweet smile. " Feel free to sit wherever you'd like, sweetie." " Thank you." Lori nodded, her voice as sweet as her looks. She looked around the room for a moment before her big brown eyes landed on Lock. She stared at him for a moment with slightly wider eyes and even a tiny gape, but she quickly composed herself and, pretending not to be shocked as she was earlier, wandered to the desk to the side of him.
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Posted: Wed Jun 19, 2013 11:17 pm
✻ ✺ ✹ ✴ʆ ock ҥan✸ ✷ ✶ ✵"Yeah, he's dead. Do you ever listen to pillow talk?" scoffed Lock, his attention grabbed by the pretty girl up front. He watched her walk over and sit beside him, nodding and smirking. Leaning away from Ethan and onto her desk, the flirtatious pop star grinned looked her up and down. "Sweden, huh? Well then, Sweden, it's so very nice to meet you." He reached out and took her hand, kissing the back of it carefully. "You can call me Lock, cutie~"
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Posted: Wed Jun 19, 2013 11:22 pm
๑۩۞۩๑๑۩ﺴ Some shadows have more depth. ﺴ۩๑ Ethan rolled his eyes and tried to focus on the substitute that was skimming through the psychology book to know what to say out loud. One minute in and he was back in his slumped position, almost ready to fall asleep. Lori, on the other hand, blushed brightly and giggled like the schoolgirl she was at Lock. " I was only there for a year, really." she said with a small smile. " And you.... Umm, I don't know if I'm right - and I'll feel really stupid if I'm wrong - but... are you in a band? Specifically one in Korea?"
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Posted: Wed Jun 19, 2013 11:33 pm
✻ ✺ ✹ ✴ʆ ock ҥan✸ ✷ ✶ ✵Lock rubbed his thumb across her knuckles and grinned wider. "If by 'band' you mean BLAckJAck, then yes, yes I am." Winking at her, her nodded his head. "Sang Min Han, at your service, my Swedish Sweetie. Like I said, just call me Lock. I'd hate to be bombarded by my fans here."
In truth, all of Lock's on-campus fans knew he was there. In fact, they'd known since he appeared in classes. After all, a gorgeous Korean pop star takes a small break and then a guy who looks and acts just like him shows up at a magical private school? It had to be him! They followed him and Ethan occasionally, turning Ethan into a small celebrity. The girls, thinking he and Ethan were just friends, often paired them in their little fanfics and eagerly asked them to kiss, which Lock complied to, much to his lover's chagrin.
Back before Lori, Lock's sexy smirk returned, ever the Mischievous Heartthrob he was labelled as. "You truly are a vision to behold, Miss Sweden," he said, kissing the back of her hand again. Leaning back a bit, he gestured to Ethan. "This is Ethan Wilhelm, my very, very, very dear friend. Ethan, darling, say hello."
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Posted: Wed Jun 19, 2013 11:44 pm
๑۩۞۩๑๑۩ﺴ Some shadows have more depth. ﺴ۩๑ Lori's eyes sparkled like the Fourth of July when her suspicions were confirmed. " Omigosh it's really you! I-I'm your biggest fan!" she gasped, suddenly fidgety and smiling widely. " I've been at every concert, a-and all your CDs, a-and-" She stopped when the bell rang and the entire class came to life. She looked around as everyone began walking off, then looked back at Lock with her still wide smile. " I-I still can't believe I'm really meeting you!" she said before being introduced to Ethan. " Oh, I've read a lot about you." she said, thinking back to all the fanfics she read. " It's nice to meet you." " Nice to meet you, too." Ethan smiled, but hesitated when he saw something in Lori's eyes. Was it him or did she glare at him?
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Posted: Wed Jun 19, 2013 11:50 pm
✻ ✺ ✹ ✴ʆ ock ҥan✸ ✷ ✶ ✵Releasing her hand and grabbing his leather bag, Lock winked again. "Hey cutie, we're heading off to lunch in town. You wanna come with us? It can be a Welcome-to-Black-Rose luncheon." Throwing the bag over his shoulder and holding it by the strap. At his tall stature, he had to slightly bend over just to be able to look her somewhat in the...erm....eyes. "After, we can show you around the town. Sound like something you'd like to do, kitten?" Awesome nerd I think this is the original Lock that was he was supposed to be before he decided to be a bisexual.
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Posted: Thu Jun 20, 2013 12:23 am
๑۩۞۩๑๑۩ﺴ Some shadows have more depth. ﺴ۩๑ The girl practically jumped with excitement at that moment. " Th-That would be perfect!" she exclaimed, bouncing in place. Rolling his eyes yet again, Ethan slung his bag over his shoulder and already began walking out of the classroom. He was just about to head towards the dorms when he ran into a tower of black. Stumbling backwards, the dazed Ethan shook his head and looked up to see- " Detective Waltz." he blinked, giving a small but nervous smile to the detective with the intimidating expression on his face. Ethan bit his lip, remember how much Lock was against him talking to the detective, but.... Looking over his shoulder, the brunette made a face when he saw Lock bending over to look at the girl better. If he could talk to anyone he wanted, than so could Ethan. Noticing the brunette's voice, Fredrich looked down and immediately switched expressions to a soft smile, the threats he was ready to mutter to whoever bumped into him long gone. " Ah, hello Ethan." he said, his deep voice holding a type of serenity to it. " I've told you before, calling me Fredrich will suffice." " Umm, okay... Fredrich." Ethan said awkwardly, raising an eyebrow when the detective brightened a bit. They stood there awkwardly for a moment, or more Ethan did. He rubbed his arm before asking, " Sooooo why are you here?" Fredrich had just fished something out by the time the younger male was done speaking. Ethan looked up with curious eyes, like a captivated child. What made it more ironic was that Fredrich was holding a set of keys in his gloved hand. " You dropped your keys again." he said with a slight chuckle. Pausing, Ethan pat down his bag and blushed with embarrassment when he realized that his keys were in fact gone. " Oh, uh.... Thanks." he laughed bashfully and reached out to get them back. The detective nodded and returned the keys that had been turned in to him too many times, his hand lingering over Ethan's for a moment. " This is the third time it's happened, Ethan." he said in a stern voice, crossing his arms. " And you can't blame it on your bad luck anymore. Think about putting them somewhere else, yes?" he said. A sigh escaped him as Ethan replied with only a nervous laugh and an equally nervous rub of the back of his head. As Fredrich pushed his glasses up the bridge of his nose, ready to walk off, he noticed Lock flirting with a girl in the background. The detective took an interest to the scene. He hated Lock more than anything, and seeing him flirt with someone right in front of Ethan was.... unforgivable. Had he no feelings for Ethan? He should have been glad for this, really, because this could mean things between them were disintegrating like he expected, but he didn't want any sadness on Ethan's part, only happiness. " Ethan," he finally spoke, his eyes still on Lock as the boy fumbled with his keys. " Does he always do this?" Ethan turned his head to look at Lock and rolled his eyes. " Sorta. He likes to flirt with people for fun, I guess. He even looks up porn during class." he sighed with a shake of his head. " But whatever. Everyone's gotta have something, am I right?" " No." Fredrich replied with narrowed eyes. " That's abhorrent. It's almost as if he holds no regards over your own feelings." he growled under his breath. He calmed himself quickly and looked at the brunette with sympathy. " I'm sorry you have to deal with that, Ethan." Ethan sweatdropped. " Oh no! It's really fine!" he assured while holding his hands up, palms facing them. Meanwhile, Lori was still talking to Lock with much enthusiasm, thousands of questions pouring from her to her idol. That is, until she noticed Ethan talking to a scary man in black. " Uh, who's that?" she asked the Korean and pointed at the detective, intimidated by his looks, even the smiles he gave Ethan. Mayah Playah So now that I've actually seen someone of that height, I'm convinced that Fredrich's 6'9''. He's really tall and I love it
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Posted: Thu Jun 20, 2013 12:44 am
✻ ✺ ✹ ✴ʆ ock ҥan✸ ✷ ✶ ✵Looking behind him, Lock's flirty smirk fell. Golden eyes grew slightly dark, and he bit back a snarl. "Just a flea," he said cooly, turning back to her. "Let's start, shall we?" Taking her arm, he led her to the door, looking at Fredrich with calm daggers. "Hello, Detective Waltz," said the Korean through a polite fake smile, releasing Lori and grabbing Ethan by the waist. "I was under the impression that you were told to stay away from my adorable partner in crime here. What brings you back to our neck of the woods?"
It was obvious by Lock's body language and tone that it was taking everything in him not to pounce on the man and rip him limb from limb. Awesome nerd Ah. Yeah, Lock's only about 6'6 or 6'5. Then again, I've never met someone 6'9.
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