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 Posted: Tue Aug 25, 2015 11:15 pm
King Earle "Long live the king."━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━Earle blinked and leaned back as Aldrich unleashed a mighty verbal thrashing, and with finger poking combo. He didn't give it any thought what Aldrich was doing during the ball. Well no, that wasn't true. He knew the man was flirting, but he didn't expect to still be doing it when he attacked. He didn't think of anything during that time. Seeing his idiot grandson and that even more idiotic, gender confused fiance of his drove him mad. Rubbing the back of his neck awkwardly, Earle glanced upward at the ceiling, as if the answer to this dilemma would be waiting there. Anything to get that unwanted bulgy image out of his mind. " Look, I'll make it up to you. I'll-I'll buy you someone for the night. Or tell me who you wanted back there, I can go get them." ━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━
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Posted: Tue Aug 25, 2015 11:22 pm
Aldrich Brandt But Aldrich couldn't be won over by a simple encounter anymore. That ship had sailed. " I don't f-ck prostitutes, and that girl is long gone. I'm pretty sure I saw her flouncing off with some Baron." Turning his back to Earle, the man sighed and brought his hand up to his temple, shaking his head. " I knew going with you was a bad idea." Going at all wasn't a bad idea. It was going with Earle that made it bad. Stalking off into his bedroom, Aldrich tossed his ruined jacket onto the couch and started to unbutton his shirt. He had to get to throwing this stuff away before the combined scent of blood and alcohol started to stink up his apartment.
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Posted: Tue Aug 25, 2015 11:48 pm
King Earle"Long live the king."━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━Left alone, Earle scratched his cheek and looked around. Well. He was more than sure he was expected to leave, and quite frankly he wanted to. But something stopped him. It was the obligation to make it up to Aldrich. No amount of justification could get him out of this hot water, but what could he possibly offer that the man would want? After pacing around and thinking his plan over, Earle went up the stairs to the room he recognized at Aldrich's. So the plan: he had none. Going to the closed doors, he racked his knuckles against the hard wood. " I'm not leaving until you're in a better mood." he called out, bracing himself for another yelling. " Tell me some way to make it up to you!" ━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━
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Posted: Tue Aug 25, 2015 11:57 pm
Aldrich BrandtThe door swung open, revealing a bare-chested, irritated Aldrich with cold, damp hair, a pair of jeans on that didn't really help with his predicament, and a toothbrush in one hand. The cold shower clearly hadn't helped, but on the upside, that girl would've been very lucky to hook up with the tall, slightly babyfaced businessman who was fairly muscled for his age. " You really think there's anything you can do to fix the fact that I missed out on sleeping with a member of the aristocracy? South Africa is a constitutional democracy, I don't get the opportunity to have sex with nobility very often, much less unmarried, stunning, mid-twenties nobility! Therefore, it's not very easy to find a way to make it better." He put the toothbrush back into his mouth and turning away, walking towards the bathroom. He left the door open, sure that Earle would find a way in anyway.
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Posted: Wed Aug 26, 2015 12:05 am
King Earle"Long live the king."━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━" I think you forgot that you're talking to a king." pressed Earle as he stepped inside. " If you want to sleep with royalty then I'll arrange a meeting with every single princess, president's daughter, and whatever! You wouldn't even like them. Nobles have as much personality as your wet towel!" he spouted. ━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━
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Posted: Wed Aug 26, 2015 12:12 am
Aldrich BrandtAldrich tossed his toothbrush onto the sink counter, gargling water and spitting it out before roughly wiping his mouth and walking back out into the bedroom to slip on a thin, deep burgundy sweater. " Oh no, I know very well who I'm talking to." He stood in the middle of the room, one hand on his hip. " I don't want an arranged meeting. I don't want some wimpy princess! I wanted her! I wanted a challenge! I want someone who I have to flirt with, convince to sleep with me just like any other man. Why would I want some girl that a king gave to me?!" He reached out, pushing Earle's shoulder. It wasn't hard, but it displayed his annoyance at the royal. " Especially a king who invited me to a ball, then ignored me the whole time up until I was just about to seal the deal, then ruined it for me!" he shouted.
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Posted: Wed Aug 26, 2015 12:40 am
King Earle"Long live the king."━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━" If you want a challenge then go to a bar!" Earle said. He could disguise himself as some kind of monster and kidnap the girl so that Aldrich could appear to be some hero. Those always work! However, he had a feeling giving that suggestion would only earn him a punch in the chest. He allowed the shove at his shoulder, willing to take whatever heat Aldrich still had to throw at him. A solemn look showed on his face. " I ignored you to let you be with who you wanted. I lost track of everything when I saw my grandson, I just got so angry seeing what kind of king he was. I'm sorry, okay?" he said. Sighing, he turned to the door. " If there's nothing you can think of now then I'm going to go. Consider this a favor I owe. Call it in whenever you think of something you want." he said and headed out the door. ━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━
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Posted: Wed Aug 26, 2015 12:55 am
Aldrich BrandtAldrich stood still, then let out a combination of a snarl and a grunt and started after the king. He didn't want to make him really upset. This was supposed to be an argument, not a sad-face engagement. Despite the fact that he didn't really want to, the man reached out and grabbed Earle's shoulder, a pout on his face. " I didn't agree to go to check out the scenery or make new friends. I agreed to spend more time with you. Believe it or not, you're the closest thing I've got to a friend since everyone I know either wants to take over my company, have sex with my son, or both. It kinda hurt my feelings when you ushered me off like I was a child." He sighed and crossed his arms, looking away. " Just stay. Let's get hammered and watch crappy television. It's been a long day for both of us."
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Posted: Wed Aug 26, 2015 1:12 am
King Earle"Long live the king."━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━Earle considered his options for the evening. Pick up some food from wherever looked good, order room service if he had to, and think about Heinrich's pose for the rest of the night. It wouldn't be a bad night at all. Then he felt something at his shoulder and turned to hear Aldrich. A friend? Earle felt himself smile as he turned to face him. " Yes, it has." he agreed. " Are you sure you want company, though?" he said then looked back down at Aldrich's problem. ━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━
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Posted: Wed Aug 26, 2015 1:22 am
Aldrich BrandtHe turned, holding up his hands as he shrugged. " Eh, all this drama is starting to make it deflate, anyway. I always had a hard time keeping it up if I was upset. Just give it a minute." Walking over to the living room, he grabbed the remote and turned on the television. " You pick something. I'm gonna grab us a lifetime's amount of whiskey."
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Posted: Sun Aug 30, 2015 12:16 am
King Earle"Long live the king."━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━Earle watched Aldrich leave before looking at the TV. He picked up the remote and flipped through different channels. News, movies - Oh, here was something. He set down the remote and studied the show he stayed at. It was reality by the looks of it, and right now there were women fighting with each other. What was this called? He glanced at the bottom right corner of the screen to see a logo that read, "The Real Housewives of Atlanta". It looked God awful, but because it looked that bad it looked good. ━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━
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Posted: Sun Aug 30, 2015 9:26 pm
Aldrich BrandtAfter about ten minutes, Aldrich walked back in with an armful of alcohol, even holding a martini mixer in the crook of his elbow. " What's this?" he asked, setting the array on the table and furrowing his brow at the screen. Real Housewives? He didn't know Earle was this kind of gay guy. Shrugging carelessly, the man poured himself two fingers of vodka and downed it before handing Earle a glass of wine. It was the cheap kind that came in boxes as well as bottles, but now wasn't the time for a sommelier. As long as it did the trick, who cared?
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Posted: Tue Sep 01, 2015 10:19 pm
King Earle"Long live the king."━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━" I don't know," answered Earle as he continued watching the show. " But it's reality, so it's bound to help you unwind. Television was a guilty pleasure of mine, you know. There were honestly some times when I closed the doors to meetings just so I could watch a marathon." he admitted with an embarrassed smile. He then motioned towards the TV, where two women were arguing, one loudly ignoring the one that continued repeating some comment that was half swears. " I haven't seen this, however, so you can stop with that shrug." smirked the king as he reached over and took his glass. ━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━
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Posted: Wed Sep 02, 2015 12:49 am
Aldrich BrandtAldrich laughed, seating himself beside Earle and crossing his legs. With a small, content sigh, he leaned back and sipped his vodka, wincing at the taste but taking another sip nonetheless. He winced as one of the women reached out and practically ripped out the other's hair, scowling. " What the- this isn't a very fair fight!" he commented, shaking his head. " That obese woman is clearly stronger than the other." He shuddered to recall that this was considered popular programming.
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Posted: Thu Sep 03, 2015 10:25 pm
King Earle"Long live the king."━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━Earle wasn't too fond of the taste himself, but he wasn't picky. Something like this would get him drunk quicker, too, and that's all he needed. When Aldrich commented about the fight, Earle focused on keeping his glass steady. " Of course it's not, that's why this is good." he said and looked back at the screen. " Seeing people resort to violence so easily, it can be entertaining to watch." he said, trying not to think about the irony of his statement. ━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━
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