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 Posted: Tue Apr 19, 2011 8:52 am
"I know you're not in the best of places. Mentally, emotionally~ and I'm trying to be understanding, really. It's just... You're all I have." The world Billy inhabited was empty without Ladon there. Empty, but so full of worthless pawns. People who meant nothing to Billy. No, not people. Objects.
"Do what you need to do. I'll be here. I need you. So do what you feel you have to to try and get over this s**t. My needs are of no consequence. No matter what I think." There was some defeat in that admission. Billy knew now he had no control. Maybe he never did. He was at the mercy of circumstance.
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Posted: Tue Apr 19, 2011 10:18 am
He didn't like hearing that he was off. That he was being weird, or 'recovering' in any sense. He was, but having anyone poke that he might be loosing it wasn't something he wanted to hear. Billy just didn't understand. How could he? It wasn't like he had been in that place after all, but he understood his desire to help out and TRY to work with him. It wasn't like Ladon was trying to make him miserable or their time together difficult.
"Don't say that. You matter. You matter a lot to me." He squeezed him a bit. "...don't say that again. .....that's an order.....captain." He never did congratulate him on his promotion, and there had been a very heavy air in the apartment since the rescue. Maybe they should have done something nice.
"When I'm better.....we'll celebrate your promotion." He rested against him.
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Posted: Thu Apr 21, 2011 4:28 pm
Billy mad a noise somewhere between disgust and dismissal, "Oh yeah, because killing a Senshi and having her buddies kidnap someone who matters very much to me, is worth a promotion. Going out on my own and not working with the others in their own searches, to raise hell looking on my own is really a promotion-worthy show of team work..."
Bismuthite would never lead a team, he figured. Even during the rescue, he hadn't exactly been able to really work with the team he was on. They got in his was, held him back from making progress, or were otherwise used as pawns to test traps. Yes, in truth he was no leader. And there was only one person he could really see himself coming to work along side. Though perhaps he'd eventually come to know others within their faction and create friendships.. Billy was still largely a loner.
Needing someone like he needed Ladon was foreign and strong within him. It scared him sometimes that anyone could have that effect on him.
"Maybe we should just...celebrate having one another."
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Posted: Thu Apr 21, 2011 8:17 pm
He pulled away, looking at the other boy. So that was it? The senshi had simply been angry about Bismuthite killing someone on their side? That was all? But- But, that was what they were here to do! Both sides killed all the time, and yet they had been somehow more upset over this one person. Why?
"That one senshi pissed them off enough to want to find you. A senshi like that is important, and you killed her. THAT deserves a promotion." Wolframite had yet to kill a notable senshi in his time. A few low-grade beginners. Rookies that hadn't managed to become one of the numerous thorns in the Negeverse's side. "...and you came to rescue your teammates. If Tanzanite believes in you to bring you into the Negaverse, to promote you, you had no reason to doubt her. She is Tanzanite after all. General...Queen.." He looked down. With what little recognition the officers got, promotion was the biggest sign they had been doing good. Doing right. It had taken him a long while to be a captain, and for Bismuthite's own duties and achievements, he had excelled far quicker than he had. He probably was better at it.
Rising, he moved to the futon couch, laying down slowly on his stomach and curling, cheek pressed down to look over at his boyfriend as he moved to grab the quilt that laid on the back of the couch. "I can't celebrate out like this." Not when his face was burned and scarred. "...but we could order out from some place really nice and expensive. I have cash." Cash from what bloody mess he had made of a stranger just hours ago. "...or if you want, several places. No cooking. We can also rent a movie on the laptop and watch it together? It's not ...really like throwing a party, but..." He gave a shrug. He had no ideas, and really, if Billy wanted to celebrate now, he didn't know what else he meant.
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Posted: Thu Apr 21, 2011 8:38 pm
BIlly crawled over and sat on the floor in front of Ladon, "Honestly I don't feel much like celebrating right now. Too melancholy." Billy lay his head down beside Ladon's, rubbing their noses together fro a moment, before giving a bit of a smile, "But whenever we do, I have something to give you."
Billy hadn't forgotten the ring he'd taken from a victim he had collected energy from just before being confronted by Zephyr and Gunn. It still rested on it's little chain in the pocket of a pair of his pants. Somewhere. Ummm. He'd check about that later.
It was such a silly little trinket, but at the time it had reminded him greatly of Ladon. Billy didn't care how he wore it - necklace or on his hand. He'd been resolved to give it to him. He'd been wondering when though. Billy would have given it to him not long after the rescue, but Ladon's hand had been broken. Billy could give it to him once his hand was healed, but what if Ladon had to lost some fingers? It was then Billy decided that when all was right again, or as right as it could get, he'd give it to him. But in the mean time, why not be a tease?
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Posted: Thu Apr 21, 2011 9:16 pm
Ladon had his eyes half open, having moved the quilt to lay over him and recover the warmth he lost with the open window. It was nice to smell fresh air rolling in through the window, and yet be wrapped up warm in a heavy quilt. These were the comforts of a home, where he felt safe. Four walls in bright colors, doors that only he locked, and the freedom and ability to come and go. There was no one here except Billy, and knowing he was there, guarding, watching, like a pale-haired German Shepard, put him at ease. Maybe he was making the boy miserable, but he didn't want to think of just telling him to go. To take a break. He wanted Billy here even if he wasn't thrilled about it. He would preferred if he was happier, and for that, would try and be more...mellow. Speaking of, the pain killer was starting to work.
Being nuzzled, he smiled, finding it hard not to, and glad that his nose was set and healed enough that it didn't feel broken from even a soft nose brushing against it. "Something to give me?" He whispered back. "....Now I want to know what it is." He smiled as he tugged the edges of the blanket up to his chin as he curled into a ball. "...It's not a puppy, is it? I already have this stray I adopted. Takes up all the room on the bed." He reached out and poked Billy's nose before curling his hand back into the covers.
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