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 Posted: Wed Jan 18, 2012 10:51 am
Casey had hardly slept that night or at least it was something between slumbering and worrying he had done for most of the night. He wasn't sure if he did the right thing with leaving Bella alone with Harold there, but he couldn't stay there without breaking apart. Not so soon after arguing with Harold. Not so soon after thinking that it was all going to be over soon. Yet, it wasn't over and it seemed to go on forever, like he had gotten stuck in his own personal hell that wanted to burn him alive.
When Casey considered that sleep wasn't going to get to him any time soon he sat up his bed starring out the window at the cloudy still dark sky for hours on end until the sun started to rise. Whatever he'd been able to convince himself of in the last month or so didn't work any more. It was almost like he had lost all hope for Bella. He couldn't sit there forever and he finally decided to officially get out of bed and out of his room to distract himself. As chance would have it, he ran into Einian in the hallway on his way to have his little morning smoke -guy had like an hour for every cigarette he had on a day. Without much words they joined their paths together and went outside. Einian didn't address Casey's look on his face until they were outside and having their first drag.
"So what's bugging you sport?"
"Harold..."
Casey said, not willing to share the whole situation with the mohawk man. He answered it with a chuckle as if he somewhere understood what Casey was talking about.
"Guy has issues sure... But I'm sure he isn't going to punch you in the hospital."
Einian paused for a long while only adding to that statement when Casey didn't seem willing to respond to that.
"Yet, that is."
It still took Casey another set of short drags from a cancer stick to talk again.
"He won't have to... He won."
Einian seemed to chuckle again, no it sounded more like a point and laugh.
"You're letting him then. Ha. I left him alone because I have nothing to win."
Einian seemed to chuckle some more to himself, shaking his head lightly.
"What you mean with that?"
"Don't give up if you got something to lose."
For a long time Casey stared at Einian before shurgging the comment of and continuing in the peaceful silence.
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Posted: Thu Jan 19, 2012 3:08 am
 Waking up in the modest lodgings of The Overlook’s cheapest rooms that could be rented, Sarah Whittle showered and dressed in the only clothes she brought before heading downstairs to the café for a coffee and some breakfast. In the back of her mind Sarah hoped that she wouldn’t see Pino, because after the talk with Iorwen the raven-haired woman had lingered in unused ‘sleeping’ passageways for hours to avoid the boy. Knowing Pino, he would have probably scented his sister in the air like a puppy and found a place to stay, but as there was no help messages on her cellphone beyond: ‘Found Bella; where R U?’ Sarah didn’t think there was anything too amiss with just leaving him for the evening. ‘ I thought I would be brave enough to see her, but now I’m not sure if I can go through with it.’
Ordering a Cinnamon Dolse Latte and a bran muffin, Sarah would have been content to stall an hour just by looking out the window at the white covered mountains when a familiar face distracted her attention from the outside world. Thinking she saw Iorwen, Sarah turned her body away from the glass to raise her hand in a cheerful little ‘wave’ for a good morning. There was something about seeing that brunette again that made her forget her poor spirits, and feeling in a very chipper mood, a small smile crossed over her face as if she and Iorwen hadn’t argued or been in poor spirits the day before.
“ Morning…”, Sarah mumbled quietly from where she stood and waited to see how Io would respond to her presence in the café today.
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Posted: Thu Jan 19, 2012 5:37 am
Quite unaware of Casey or Einian during his morning stroll, Fang had spent the past three hours in a strong debate with his heart and his urges. Ever since that magical little orgasm he gave to ‘Tinkerbell’ Fang couldn’t stop thinking about her. If it was just physical longing though, the man wouldn’t have waited all night and this morning before leaving his apartment in search of her. However, the man found he liked Tink a bit too much for his own good, and there was unfortunately only one solution to that little problem…he had to find someone else to ram and take his mind off of Ms. Pixie, even if the distraction only provided temporary benefits. ‘ I’ll take any pretty little distraction at this point…’, Fang exaggerated in his head. Lucky for him, Richard swung both ways.
Walking down the corridor to see Casey and a stranger sharing a cigarette, Fang began to nibble on his lip in satisfaction. As far as ******** faces went, Casey had a very nice face. After all, Emily had told him the entire conversation with Harold when he got back from being ‘punished’ and seeing that Casey was ‘free territory’ it couldn’t hurt to try; after all. Grinning like a sly fox at seeing the cigarette nearly depleted, Fang walked right over to them and winked rather naughtily at Casey just because.
“ Well hello there Casey,” That was his name…right? “ Looks like you’re having a stagnant morning…”, Fang began to pull up his shirt.
“ You’ll think clearer with a better brand I think…”, Fang was trying to verbally convey that he was talking about the dying cigarette in Casey’s hand.
“ So if you want…”, Fang’s impish face curled in sensual mischief as his hand dipped down into the rim of his pants to tug a cigarette out of the pack he hid in the rim of his boxers. For a minute though…it certainly looked like he was going to pull out something bigger. Handing Casey the last of two very expensive cigarettes, Fang’s mouth curled in a flirtatious grin.
“ You could suck on this for a while…”, Winking just to confuse Casey as to whether or not he had a hidden meaning in there, Fang just chuckled a dark laugh and kept holding his hand out. If Einian was grossed out, then his grin would curl in a dog-happy smile for ‘bonus points’.
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Posted: Thu Jan 19, 2012 6:10 am
While her elder brothers were most likely flirting with the mates of their choice, Emily had eaten a breakfast that had been delivered to her room and only gotten ready because she felt too lonesome all by herself. It was rather sad when you knew your ‘nanny’ better than your own family, and with being too old for a nanny now, it felt like she had no one she could talk to. Perhaps that made her more or less of a ‘devil’ than she had been before; but, it made no difference. Half the people she talked to couldn’t stand her, and the rest absolutely adored her because she gave them free shopping sprees. ‘ How am I supposed to make friends when we’re travelling all the time…’ The closest person she had to a friend right now was Richard, and he was always following his c**k to greener pastures.
Emily might have stewed in her melancholy all morning if not for a serendipitous encounter with a boy around her age entering the same elevator. With his brown hair freshly combed and his body posture as robust as the average teenager; Emily could feel her heart pulsating in her chest. If only he worked at the hotel, then she could somewhat bend that boy to her will with the promise of advancement. As it was, Emily had just said hello to this dreamy male, asked his name, and then blushed scarlet red when he gave a half smile before leaving the elevator (Ironically the same elevator that Fang and Tinkerbelle had shared a rendezvou). Unaware of that space being called the ‘Love elevator’ since rumors of a couple being caught in flagrante in there had spread throughout the Overlook staff, Emily thought it was fate and made motions to chase after him (when her brain snapped out of the spell) only to collide with a pink haired Asian boy as she sprinted around a corner.
Pain throbbing in her elbow from wacking whomever that boy was, Emily would have rushed away to follow ‘Pino’ when she looked and saw three different ways that he could have disappeared through. ‘ Nooooo!’ quite unhappy on several different planes of being, Emily angrily pouted at the man she ran into and resisted the urge to smack the boy with her purse. Unfortunately, her loneliness began to creep up in her psyche, and a boy with pink hair…was truly too interesting not to converse to. ‘ Is he in a K-Pop band?’, Enthralled at the thought of accidentally bumping into a pop artist, a different sort of blush (from excitement) covered her face and she held out her hand with a shy smile.
“ Um. Hi…sorry for hitting you…I’m Emily…”
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Posted: Thu Jan 19, 2012 9:38 am
Kono knew his brother and sister well enough to know they they easily distracted each other, especially if they were thinking and talking about something that they considered important. He left his single bag handily parked with his sister already knowing he'd be stuck in a room with her for the following two weeks. Though as much as he loved his family he enjoyed annoying them and drawing attention to him with unnecessary acts. It was sort of his way to get noticed despite being the youngest in his family.
Ugh... Downside of that was that he was going to be a very young uncle once his older sibling settle and had a family. Though he had a feeling his brother Makoto wouldn't join in on that. Kono had a serious suspicion that his brother was closet homosexual. Especially with the way he acted around one of his 'friends' which as a matter of fact had once bullied Kono's older brother. The pink haired male may have been very young at the time, but he still remember the whole family including their now late sister in the hospital for Makoto who had had a serious case of near drowning. That and he remembered that in later years their mother often complained about him going to 'study' or whatever Makoto was doing with the very person that caused the drowning.
But vague family tales aside. Kono was trying to find where the fun places were in this massive hotel. Not that he couldn't create his own ones if he didn't actually find any. Causing trouble was more then enough entertainment for as long as he had the excuse of puberty. Hah, talking of puberty, he obviously he wasn't the only under age twenty person around, by the looks of a brunette rushing out of the elevator. His eyes followed the male for a while until somebody decided to elbow into him.
"Nan da yo~?!" He started, used to his native language to being understood and he found himself faced with a girl that would frankly look better with a bit more colour. Though Kono knew that his mother kept telling him he'd look more proper if he actually tucked his shirt in his pants and didn't wear said pants as low as he did. Sadly enough what the way he dressed conveyed to the person before him wasn't true. Though he'd gladly abuse the idea if he knew she thought just that.
“ Um. Hi…sorry for hitting you…I’m Emily…”
"Yeah... like I should care..." Kono answered when his brain managed to translate what the girl just had said. It was only later that his brain realized this was going on in a different language... Namely the local language. For a moment Kono pouted in a confused manner as he tried to discovered where the spoken English was in his brain.
"Eh... no... English used"
Kono said taking the safe route, because he could hardly defend himself in proper English. She would probably not realize he had said something completely different than he had said in Japanese. Though he was just as unaware his English sentence sucked butt there.
"Eehm-mila-san?..." He asked not quite memorizing the whole name yet, but he then stuck his and out in awkward handshake gesture. "Kono." He added to the introduction part.
((lets agree that italic and "" is japanese =D <33 also nan da yo google told me is what the hell sounds sensible since anime people say it allot =} also... since polyvore wasn't helpful .... he has a number of earrings in his right ear))
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Posted: Fri Jan 20, 2012 12:31 pm
Cowboy and Codeslinger 𝕰𝖎𝖓𝖎𝖆𝖓 𝕵𝖆𝖘𝖕𝖊𝖗 𝕯𝖚𝖇𝖔𝖎𝖘XXXXXXXX W A S P
one million keys to open your doors
one million scars to cover your holes
a million codes to open your doors
a million names to cover your floor
~ • • ☆ ★ ☆ • • ~
Einian was convinced that the rest of this moment of smoking would pass Quietly. Casey'd finish his and just go away not needing a second unless there was something really bugging him. The guy had some strange relationship with the cancer stick and seemed to think that smoking more than one would get him addicted for the rest of his life. Little did Einian know that Casey was technically an ex-smoker that went back to the drug whenever he was feeling incredibly tense or nervous. Nor did Einian know that Casey had needed the support from Bella to kick the habit back when they still treated each other as close friends than anything different.
“ Well hello there Casey,”
Ugh, no That was really what Einian didn't need. Some weird guy that apparently knew Casey with gay written al over his face.
“ Looks like you’re having a stagnant morning…”
Wow, what told him that? The grim look?
"Seems you figured out my name."
Yep, it was official Casey knew this guy. Einian glanced at the shorter male trying to convey that he preferred things quiet instead of with intruders that decided to strip in three seconds. Wait what? Why was he... Einian's eyes lightly narrowed as he took a short drag from his cigarette not being particularly careful not to blow it in this guy's direction. He ignored it though.
“ You’ll think clearer with a better brand I think…So if you want…”
Guy was doing things Einian wanted nothing to do with.
“ You could suck on this for a while…”
Einian snorted a little in his background position -since he apparently had nothing of value to add to this conversation- for two reasons. One, he knew the brand and thought the price was too much for something that eventually killed you or ruined your lungs. It wasn't like paying more would help anyway. The other reason for him snorting was that he didn't expect Casey to take that offer for previously mentioned reasons. Initially Einian expected Casey to act the way he thought the raven head would because of the frown on his face for the weird act and the oh so wrong wording. Yet out of the blue Casey got a weird grin -kinky in Casey's head- on his face and actually accepted the cigarette that was offered.
No you're not asking me for a lighter to light that thing... Besides what's bugging you that you'd smoke two?
Einian found himself thinking and Casey seemed to have heard that and did something Einian didn't know the guy could do. Not quite sure what Casey did, he somehow lit the cigarette using the one that he got from Einian. The mohawked male's mouth almost fell open when he saw Casey taking a drag from the new cigarette with still the same odd grin on his face. Almost, like he was showing of.
But that isn't Casey's style.
Even Einian knew Casey well enough to know that he wasn't a show of. A little into himself at worst that was all.
"Other than being obvious... Why greet us?"
Casey then said and Einian started to wonder about the same as well. It was enough of a distraction to keep Einian from noticing that Casey actually took the cancer stick from his mouth and turned it around to offer it back to it's original owner. The gesture struck Einian pretty wrongly, because the only time he had ever shared a cigarette was with a chick he had dated for maybe a week. It struck him as flirtatious.
Can I please puke now.
Einian found himself thinking and Casey seemed to only want to add to Einian's nausea.
"Want a suck?" Casey questioned, but then something started dinging in Einian's ******** was just playing along with the other ******** game.
((I don't care if lighting a cigarette like that isn't possible... I want it to be ._.; hehe )) ~ • • ☆ ★ ☆ • • ~ I don't want to give people hope when there isn't any...
Why not? But we need hope!
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Posted: Sat Jan 21, 2012 1:38 am
It was such a pity (for Casey if no one else) that Fang wasn’t playing any games beyond the basic principles of seduction. Unable to keep his mouth from curling in a similar, kinky, smirk; Fang tilted his head as a soft heat began to lick at his eyes and darken them into an impish expression. Not only had Casey accepted the naughty cigarette, the man even used the other one to light it before taking a long drag of it. Even for being one of Harold’s exes and morally ‘off-limits’, Casey was an attractive man, no one with any hormones kicking in their system could deny that fact.
“ Other than being obvious…why greet us?”, Fang raised an eyebrow at that, and the smirk rose with it. ‘ ‘Us’? Who said anything about that? I don’t care about your perturbed little friend.’ That message broadening with a ‘could care less’ look towards Einian, the glee he took at Einie’s displeasure was almost as good as the naughty expression on Casey’s face. Feeling the heat of attraction burning through his veins, the man saw Casey turning the cigarette around and began to take a stop forward to grab it when Casey spoke and Fang let out a laugh. ‘ You almost had me convinced.’ It was then that a very sly grin plastered on Fang’s face as he walked too close to Casey and gently turned the man’s cigarette holding hand back around.
“ Badly…but not the cigarette.”, Being painfully obvious his forte, Fang let out a playful chuckle before sending Einian a flirtatious look and winking in his general direction to purposefully disgust him so he would leave him and Casey alone. ‘ Best leave quickly mohawk man.’, and looking directly into Casey’s eyes, Fang ran his fingers along Casey’s cigarette holding hand as his other hand brushed down his chest. If not for common decency telling him to stop, it may have looked like Fang was going to stroke down and rub Casey’s crotch; however, he stopped at Casey’s abdomen and retracted his feather-light touch with a hint of mischief burning in his fiery eyes.
“ I’m here to talk to you about dear little Bella.”, And being close enough to breathe in Casey’s cologne, Fang helped himself to the electrifying aroma before opening his eyes again and pinning the man a desirous look.
“ That it, if you still want your billy bee.’
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Posted: Sat Jan 21, 2012 2:47 am
“ Eh…no…English used.”, Emily blinked profusely as confusion washed over her face. ‘ Um…what?’ It took the raven-head a moment to register what the boy was implying. ‘ Wait…he doesn’t speak English? Why on earth is he HERE then?’ Skiing? She hardly doubted that… ‘ Mom and dad have no interest in Kpop…surely he can’t be performing here…’ Maybe his parents were visiting her father for business? That was a more likely scenario and Emily accepted it.
“ Eehm-mila-san?”, Emily didn’t register right away that Kono was trying to say her name. She thought he was just mumbling Korean or Japanese, things she didn’t understand. However, finally it occurred to her and Emily giggled.
“ Hehe; okay Konoki.”, and deciding to be comforting, she folded her arms around him in a brisk squeeze before giggling and smiling at him.
“ Well I’m sorry…um…FREE CAKE. FOOD. YUM.”, Shouting as if he was deaf to try and help him understand, Emily took Kono’s hand and tried to lead him away to the café to tell the waiter to get her friend some complimentary dessert as an apology.
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Posted: Thu Jan 26, 2012 1:28 pm
Iorwen was grateful for the loneliness of a room she had gotten her hands on just in time. Seeing Bella had been the worst part of the evening. Turned out Sarah -how unrelated she was to the whole situation- was right: Iorwen couldn't face Bella even if she'd be held at gun point. By the time she was asleep she had some sort of plan thought of going through the morning and leaving. Yet, it's too soon to say goodbye to the blonde beauty.
Her morning didn't go unnoticed. Out of all the people that she knew that were in the hotel it had to be Sarah that saw her.
“ Morning…”
Iorwen gave something of a crooked a smile returning the greeting. She was unable to hide that she was broken. The day before she had been able to keep up appearances until the subject was touched, but now she couldn't, even if Bella wasn't on Sarah's mind. She went on and about ordering some coffee for herself until she decided that she needed to make some form of amends. She returned to Sarah with a heavy sigh.
"Look... you were right... I can't face her, nor will I the near future. Sorry for blocking you off the way I did..."
She lightly bit her lip thinking that wasn't sufficient, but it was all she could manage properly.
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Posted: Fri Jan 27, 2012 11:45 am
 ((image change time!))
The cigarette might have been offered with whatever intention possible asides from selling his soul, he would still have taken it. Casey just needed an excuses to give into the addiction that lingered in his veins for whenever things became a little too much. Yet, today there wasn't a cigarette in the world that could settle Casey's mind. Sure he could fake cheekiness for a short moment, but in truth he was writhing in pain just beneath the surface. Was Fang a distraction? Oh definitely and a welcome one, but Casey had his limits and the man seemingly went for them like a spearhead.
“ Badly…but not the cigarette.”
Casey gave of a displeased pout. That was his loss, because the cigarette was all Harold's brother was going to get here or anywhere in the hotel and the far foreseeable future or at least from Casey's point of view. Fang, however, got touchy in mere seconds and before Casey realized it Einian gave is regards by stamping out his finished cigarette and leave.
Well thanks for leaving me alone with him... Casey thought quite sarcastically. He didn't have need to be alone with Fang. Yet, he wasn't expecting the man to retreat his hand and change the subject completely.
“ I’m here to talk to you about dear little Bella.”
The statement drew something of a glare in Casey's eyes, but apparently -judging by the look on his face- this man had a one track mind set to flirting and whatever came next.
“ That it, if you still want your billy bee.”
Casey's eyes narrowed before giving Fang a light shove telling him, without words, to keep some distance and then crossing his arms defensively not continuing with the cigarette just yet.
"Say what you got to say..." Casey answered short on words, because the subject didn't please him a little bit. Any distraction that had been on offer was now gone.
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Posted: Fri Jan 27, 2012 12:25 pm
Kono didn't quite register that she had trouble understanding him, then again what did you expect... He hardly understood her. To him she just seemed to be in a bedazzled state before she invaded his personal space with something that resembled a hug. It only served to make the pink haired boy turn.
"Don't do that!" He said in protest, but once again slipping into the language he felt safe in. A few seconds later she decided to strip him more of his decency and drag him to wherever she pleased yelling at him something he only registered as cake.
"Na-... What? Why you yell? Not deaf! Just..." And nothing more came out the pink haired boys mouth in protest to her dragging because his brain overloaded and got lost in his language memory bank...
Korean was allot easier.
((eh short))
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Posted: Sat Feb 04, 2012 5:11 am
“ Look…you were right…I can’t face her, now will I in the near future. Sorry for blocking you off the way I did…”, Sarah bit her lip as well, but for an entirely different reason. The raven-head hadn’t expected an apology, least-ways not this early in the morning. ‘ She must have felt bad all night…’, or at least been thinking of it since she saw Sarah in the café. Feeling reluctant about addressing the conversation further, Sarah couldn’t help but feel that Iorwen might just leave if she didn’t say something. As awkward as it was for her, not to mention Io, Sarah really didn’t want to see Bella yet…and she really didn’t want to be here all by herself… With no one to talk to but Pino…and she doubted that would be very exciting.
“ No…I was being pushy…but not talking about things just causes more problems than solves them…and I wanted to help.”, and glancing towards the counter, Sarah bit her lip a little.
“ Would you like to have coffee with me? This might be the only place that Pino won’t search.”
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Posted: Sat Feb 04, 2012 5:35 am
[Fang took over...wanted to be short and sweet.]“ Say what you got to say.”, those words couldn’t have sounded sweeter if Tinkerbell had said them. Not even realizing how that wild woman was dominating his thoughts, Fang bit down on the inside of his cheek with a smug little grin curling the right corner of his mouth. ‘ Like eating out of my hand…’ and unable to keep the image of his cigarette in Casey’s mouth out of the naughty part of his mind, and grazing his lip over his upper lip was not enough to convey how attracted he was to utter loathing. Harold was not the only Kempt with problems, but at least the older brother would never do something as devious as he would. ‘ I knew he wanted Billy.’, Richard did too, and he had plans for that little brunette. Which unfortunately involved Casey…who didn’t like to be kept waiting.
“ Did you see her last night at the dinner table you’re your little Asian friend?”, Fang could barely contain the deviousness on his face, not that he was trying to. “ She was out of her mind with jealousy.” Fang let that moment dwindle a little.
“ Honestly, I was there less than two minutes and she couldn’t keep her eyes off of you.”, Fang leaned in close to Casey’s ear regardless of the laws of personal space. Almost brushing his lips against the man’s earlobe, Fang paused to breathe in Casey’s cologne and feel the electric waves of attraction ripple through his senses. Don’t dawdle, he’s impatient.
“ I don’t think she would have been opposed to you going under the table with my brother there she was so on fire.”, Assuming Casey didn’t notice the look in Bella’s eye, he just growled a rumble in his throat to torment the man’s sexual drive even if it was only adding to sensual thoughts about the brunette female in question.
“ So here’s the thing…I think your Asian friend really likes you…and you wouldn’t want to hurt his feelings because you want Billy bee. So I’ll give you two alternatives…you can pretend to be on a date with me, and I’ll be a good boy. Or…”, Fang smirked with a rather boyish wink as he moved his body away from Casey’s to reach his hand under the rim of his trousers to pull out something gold and shiny.
“ I can give you Harold’s room key…and you can go ravage her before he does.”
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Posted: Sat Feb 04, 2012 5:48 am
“ Na-…What? Why you yell? Not deaf! Just…”, Like Emily paid any attention to that as she dragged the Asian fellow to the restaurant and motioned for two orders of lemon cake. After just a moment of sitting there, Emily let out a brief sigh before glancing at the adorable pink haired boy with a sudden realization. Yes, the boy was cute, but he didn’t even speak that much English. Could they really have a relationship that wasn’t fake for the tabloids? ‘ Hey, that’s an interesting idea…’ No, no, no...Biting down on her lip, Emily set her hands in her lap in the attempt to look ladylike before biting on her lip and letting out a gentle sigh.
“ Okay listen…I need a favor. There’s this guy I like…but he had to go somewhere--” You mean he wasn’t turned on by your showing off your fortune. “—and I don’t know how to find him. If you help me get him back, I’ll make it worth your while. Candy, cake, money, free meals. You name it.” Wasn’t like pink haired boy actually liked her anyway. In any ways, she was desperate and he looked like he had nothing better to do.
“ So you’ll help me? Please?”
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Posted: Mon Feb 06, 2012 8:18 am
The way that Fang's expression changed told Casey that he liked a no a little bit too much too be any good news for him. Casey's eyes narrowed a little, but it wasn't like that would keep the other taller male from being intrusive. This didn't bode too well. Time for another drag on that cigarette...
“ Did you see her last night at the dinner table you’re your little Asian friend?”
What did Makoto have anything to do with Bella? It wasn't like he had tried to flirt with her or Casey. Actually he had been pleasant enough company to put up with Fang's insane sister in an incredibly friendly way. That was a rare trait if you asked Casey and he didn't think anybody in his direct surroundings shared such patience. Casey himself wasn't up for any games right now either. He saw Bella yes, now what was he getting at?
“ She was out of her mind with jealousy.”
The frown that followed on Casey's might as well have been taken for a glare as much as it could be taken for confusion.
“ Honestly, I was there less than two minutes and she couldn’t keep her eyes off of you.”
Casey turned his head away from Fang when he leaned in close, but it didn't exactly help the situation feel any better. Just get to the point, please...
“ I don’t think she would have been opposed to you going under the table with my brother there she was so on fire.”
Casey closed his eyes, not because he was trying to imagine it and even less because of Fang growling. No Casey wanted to block that comment out because it hurt. Hurt him deeply. Did he really not see how jealous she was? Was he really blind enough to think she'd abandon him in full the next day.
He's just toying with me and it's working...
“ So here’s the thing…I think your Asian friend really likes you…and you wouldn’t want to hurt his feelings because you want Billy bee. So I’ll give you two alternatives…you can pretend to be on a date with me, and I’ll be a good boy. Or…”
The male moved away, but it didn't prevent Casey from shooting a pained glare that could kill. Fang seemed oblivious to it though, because the wink only added to Casey's sense of aversion for Fang. It definitely didn't help that he had just suggested to pretend to be on a date with him. If Casey learned anything in the last two days then it was that the whole Kempt family was mental.
“ I can give you Harold’s room key…and you can go ravage her before he does.”
Casey bit the inside lip and he didn't quite like either one of the offers. Pick the method of execution, guillotine or slow poison, guillotine being going to Harold's room for Bella. Casey swallowed tightly because he was angry and the despairing feeling he had woken up with was there again in it's full glory. Yet, there was an easy way out, even in making a choice.
"You wouldn't be a 'good' boy if your life depended on it." Casey said almost viscously.
"The key... If I have to make a choice."
there wasn't anything that forbade Casey from just having the key and not using it.
Yet... Wouldn't it be flirting with temptation?
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