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 Posted: Sat Apr 26, 2008 6:01 pm
"Of course it would. Nothing brings me more joy than the thought of hurting people," Adrian dreamily sighed, truly happy that his evil nature had once more been restored. Hah, Amryx and the others were WRONG: Adrian knew that the "conscience" he had acquired was an alien entity that he was never meant to have, and he was right! Right!
Adrian's joy was short-lived, and actually all but disappeared when Tango made a snide remark about the fight they had earlier. The fight that he was going to win, until that stupid adult put them apart. And then, the little b*****d just turned around, like the conversation was over!
Like hell it was!
"Hey, Tango." Adrian said, and that was all he needed because the moment Tango turned around, Adrian slugged him in the face.
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Posted: Sat Apr 26, 2008 6:20 pm
Tango reeled back, holding his face in shock and pain. After a moment of checking his face for any broken bones, he snarled out a “What the ********, man?!” Inwardly, he knew he shouldn’t have been shocked. Already they’d gotten into a fist fight, what did he expect to happen- egging the other one on. Shock slowly melded into anger, and anger into resentment. Before his brain could catch up with his body, he was leaping at the other, the pain his face was throbbing at him forgotten as he sought to harm the other as much as was possible without killing him. After all, he wanted his victim to live to suffer through whatever torture he could dispense.
Unfortunately for the Mango boy, he miscalculated his human projectile mission and his right shoulder nicked a shelf. It wobbled uncertainly for a bit, but the fact was lost on the boy who was currently feeling the sting of victory in his left hand, as he nailed a rather lovely shot on the other’s cheek. Yes, that would leave a shiner, he was certain.
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Posted: Sat Apr 26, 2008 6:51 pm
Even though Adrian knew that Tango was going to pounce on him once the punch had landed, he was still taken by surprise at how quickly he was knocked to the ground by the other Scent. But hell no, he wasn't going to let this a*****e beat him! Adrian was -
"OW!" Tango probably left a nice bruise on Adrian's cheek, and now the emo scent was looking rather murderous. He grabbed Tango's hair, holding the other struggling boy's head still long enough to throw his head forward, giving the boy a good skullbash.
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Posted: Sat Apr 26, 2008 7:02 pm
Tango shot up, his hands flying to his head as he let out a hiss of pain and anger. He was certain he’d have a concussion. Seriously! What the hell? Was the kid’s skull made of bricks or something? He pressed his palms against his head as hard as he could, trying to sooth away the pain in some back-a**-ward manner. He stumbled backwards, away from the scent, into the shelf he’d nicked earlier. The shelf wobbled once more and a scent, who teetered on the edge from his previous attack, fell to the ground and with an audible crack, he watched as the oil spilled from the broken section and his eyes widened in panic.
“Look what you did! Now that kid is only going to be half a person! What if it’s missing a head? It’ll all be your fault!” He hissed at the boy, his leg coming back before swinging forward once more to kick the other child in the side. Revenge for him and the new gimpy kid. There was no way in hell that he was going to take blame for the cripple kid when Adrian was the one who had head butted him. “Bricks for brains!”
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Posted: Sat Apr 26, 2008 7:17 pm
Adrian smirked, not even regarding the vial of oil that had broken on the floor. Tch, why would he care about that thing? He even just shrugged it off, eyes locked on Tango as he stumbled from the impact of his own skullbash. Ow, that hurt!
"Why the hell would I care about that thing? If he was missing a head, he'd still probably be smarter than you!" The emo scent retorted back, seeing red again when Tango insulted him. Bricks for brains?
Unfortunately, that pause allowed Tango to whack Adrian on the side with his head, causing the boy to crash down back onto the floor. The pain was killing him... but like hell he was going to let Tango win!
"RRRRRGH!" Adrian shot back forward and tackled Tango, about to deliver a punch to the side of his head when...
"WHAT THE HELL IS WRONG WITH YOU TWO?" Amryx grabbed Adrian's wrist and dragged the boy off, surveying the mess they had caused with horror. She let out a strangled gasp when she noticed the broken oil container that was now half-full.
"ADRIAN. WHAT. DID. YOU. DO."
"He started it," Adrian pouted, gesturing to Tango.
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Posted: Tue Apr 29, 2008 2:26 pm
Tango hit the floor with a thud, the wind rushing out of his lungs. He gasped out, trying to suck in the air desperately and push the pain from the impact into the back of his mind in order to react to whatever attack was heading towards him next. When his emerald eyes opened they widened with unadulterated fear, seeing Adrian’s arm swinging towards his head. This fight was a lot worse than the first they had, and he had a feeling that one of them would walk out as crippled as the broken scent if the fight went on any longer. His arms swung up to his head in a desperate attempt to protect his head from as much damage as physically possible.
The blow never came though. The weight on his chest from where Adrian had been lifted, and instant relief flooded through his body. He wasn’t sure how many more blows his head could take. However, the woman screaming at the both of them had his head throbbing in agony. The first blow to the head had definitely left a migraine in its wake and her voice only seemed to grate on the pain. He closed his eyes to block out the world. When the attempt didn’t work, he opened them again and sat up. Too fast. His head spun and he closed his eyes once more as the cow screamed at Adrian. Guess she saw the other glass. his mind informed him.
Adrian’s voice had his eyes flying open, yet again, and they narrowed into a deadly glare at the accusing finger. If Adrian wanted to play that way... “That’s not true.” He started, turning his eyes on the other woman. They softened dramatically, attempting to win the other over. “I came to buy a scent for my mother. Adrian hit me. I had to use self defense to protect myself.” He added a pitiful moan at the end, holding his head. Standing up slowly, he looked up at Adrian’s mother. “I’m sorry...” He moved slowly towards the shelf he had been standing at before, keeping his eyes on both the scent and his guardian. His fingers curled around the oil that had hit Adrian earlier, knocking him down. “See? I wanted to get this scent for my mom.” He even offered a small smile for her benefit.
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Posted: Thu May 01, 2008 5:38 pm
Amryx sighed. She knew that Adrian's "conscience" would be short-lived, but she wished it wasn't that short. She also knew enough that this Scent was probably telling mostly the truth - in that he instigated it, but Adrian must have hit first. Well, she hated both of them know and now she wanted them out of the shop.
"I don't care who started it, the fact of the matter is that both of you broke it," She was much too hardened to care for any Scent, but she did appreciate how... polite this Scent was. Politeness. That was rare. She gave another dirty look to Adrian and sighed again.
"Well, you..." Amryx paused, realizing she didn't know this Scent's name. "You can go and grab the scent you want, OK? Adrian will be paying for it. And the one he broke."
Adrian's eyes widened.
"YOU ARE A HORRIBLE MOTHER. HOW DARE YOU TAKE THE WORD OF THIS IDIOT OVER YOUR OWN SON'S?!"
Needless to say, Adrian truly did lose his conscience; he was back to his old self again!
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Posted: Fri May 02, 2008 12:59 pm
Tango’s eyes widened with his apparent shock. Adrian was going to be buying not only the broken scent, but his scent too? That meant... Revenge and coffee. Oh, yes. Today (If one ignored getting into yet another fist fight, and the fact that a majority of his white shirts were now pink) was definitely not-half-bad. Okay. So maybe it still was. But coffee? Coffee always made things a little better.
He smiled blithely, genuinely. “Thank you so much, Adrian, Miss-“ He faltered, realizing he never knew the other’s name and had only referred to her as ‘cow’. Not that he’d let her know that now. “Adrian’s-mom.” He finished lamely, twirling the oil in his hand idly. “I would really like this one, though.” His smile melded into a cheeky grin as he turned to Adrian. “I’ll have you meet my brother when he’s born, Adrian.” He added, hoping the boy realized just what scent he was taking home with him.
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Posted: Fri May 02, 2008 8:12 pm
Amryx had to grab Adrian's collar before the Scent attempted to launch himself at Tango. It wasn't very hard, considering how Adrian was such a skinny thing.
"Yeah, just be quick about it," Amryx seemed more interested in cleaning up the mess than allowing the kids to stay in the shop any longer. Why, why did she ever work here? Why didn't she stay with the hippie commune? Why did she have to get out of her state of temporary insanity?
"Brother? You're going to have a sister, and she's going to be the most annoying thing ever," Adrian retorted, glaring at Tango and refusing to let Tango walk away in victory. "EVEN MORE ANNOYING THAN ME!"
"Adrian, that's not physically possible," Amryx remarked dryly before ushering Tango out of the shop, keeping one hand closed around the scruff of Adrian's neck and using the other tp push Tango out the door. "Now, hurry back to your mom."
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