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 Posted: Sun Aug 25, 2013 12:25 am
For the love of ********, why couldn't he just let it go?
"Yeah, and I wasn't trying to feel used when you disappeared into thin air. Funny how that s**t works, huh?" She didn't turn around, not even when he grabbed her arm.
"Just... Go away Deacon. Go find some other ghoul to yell at you. I'm tired of these one-sided arguments involving nothing but hollow apologies and submission on your end." She tried to yank her arm free from his grasp, staring at her open door with a cold facade of indifference. "It's all so boring. I lose my s**t and you just stand there. I should've let you keep thinking my opinion of you was so low. At least that elicited some emotion."
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Posted: Sun Aug 25, 2013 12:37 am
Deacon frowned. How was he supposed to so much as try to make it up to her when she wanted him to leave her alone? That didn't work. Did it? He put a hand out to try and prep to stop the door, in case she ran into her dorm and tried to slam it behind her.
"Yeah, and I used to yell back, didn't I? You want me to yell back? Is that what you want? Fighting with you didn't seem to be helping anything. If I'm not supposed to fight with you, but you get bored when I'm not fighting with you, what sort of boil do you expect to find?"
Briefly, he got a mental image of Titus and tried not to visibly shudder.
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Posted: Sun Aug 25, 2013 1:09 am
"Don't think I won't slam your fingers in the door if I have to." Riyo turned around and scowled. It didn't matter how fast she booked it. He would undoubtedly catch up in this small of a gap.
She couldn't run.
"I want you to ******** com-mun-ni-cate with me. You know. What you didn't do for all these months!" Her arms gestured wildly in the air. "Scream at me if you have to, for ******** sake! If you've got a reason for why everything had to be this way, you tell me and make me listen!" Her face was turning as red as her eyes.
"Or you know what? You could stop asking me what I want you to do and DO SOMETHING."
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Posted: Sun Aug 25, 2013 1:31 am
"Not a doubt in my mind," he replied without hesitation, curling his fingers to support the flat of the door's front instead of the edge. In the back of his mind he wondered just how crazy it would look from the outside of this situation... Then he decided that he'd just tell anyone who spoke up to mind their own jackdamned business.
Deacon might have flinched a little with the flailing of her arms, probably assuming she was about to throw in a few more punches. He was tempted to grab hold of her wrists, if only to keep her from waving them around like some sort of madwoman, but he didn't. He just kept his full attention on her face and grew more and more irritated over how he was going to accomplish this communication that she was so insistent upon.
Stop asking. Do something.
Despite the entire awkward situation thus far, Deacon smirked.
"Alright."
And without wasting another moment, Deacon quickly leaned in and kissed her full on the mouth.
His hypothesis? If nothing else, it would end her ability to form a coherent sentence, and he wouldn't have to be the only one struggling for words. Brilliant!
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Posted: Sun Aug 25, 2013 10:59 am
What the ******** was he smirking abo-OH NO.
Riyo froze in place from shock and horror when he had very suddenly popped the little bubble around her, a small squeak escaping her lips before they were effectively silenced. All the blood started to rush to her face faster than she could really comprehend, her hands grasping at his clothing with a limp grip.
What was happening? Why was it happening? She had just been screaming at him not even two seconds ago. Things didn't escalate this quickly, did they? Oh Skeleton Jack, what should she do?!
P-push him away! Don't just stand there and take it! Quick before blood leaks out of your nose!
The feline tried with trembling legs and suddenly powerless arms to push away from him. She wanted to shout more, but what could she say? She didn't know what to say!
It looked like one of Deacon's batshit retarded plans finally worked out.
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Posted: Sun Aug 25, 2013 7:12 pm
At least he was kinda quick about it. Kinda. At least there wasn't any tongue.
After a couple of excruciatingly long seconds, he broke away and mentally prepped to block two very important areas of his person in case of violent retaliation.
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Posted: Sun Aug 25, 2013 7:43 pm
Riyo just stared when he pulled away. Stared, blushed, and slowly began to bleed from her nostrils.
The first thing she did was leap back on her wobbly legs to put some space between them, the second thing was to open her mouth and speak.
But nothing came out.
She closed her mouth, pondered for a little while, and opened it again.
Nope, still nothing.
Then finally, after a third time, she gasped for air (because she had apparently forgotten how to breathe temporarily), lifted a finger in the air, and shouted "NO!" As if she was scolding one of her cats that had just vomited on the floor. "NO. No... no." s**t, what else could she say? She couldn't fault him for doing exactly what she told him to do. Or maybe she could? Because she'd told him not to listen to her? But... s**t, she'd gotten herself caught in a paradox.
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Posted: Sun Aug 25, 2013 7:53 pm
It took everything in him to not laugh at her response, and not grinning would have been impossible. Well, he certainly knew how to end an argument, apparently. Deacon simply filed that away in his memory banks, rather than risking to mention that aloud. Checkmate.
When she shouted at him, the tabby's brows rose. "No?" And... That was apparently all that she'd say. He didn't insist on getting closer again, once she'd stepped back.
"Looks like we're both a mess, now." Deacon offered, gesturing with a hand in front of his face to his own nose. Had he made the blood go to her face so quickly before? This might have been even more of an accomplishment than he realized.
"What's wrong, Darlin'? Cat got your tongue?"
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Posted: Sun Aug 25, 2013 8:02 pm
The more cocky Deacon got, the more embarrassed Riyo felt. He wasn't a mess. He was just fine.
Her hand reached up to touch under her nose, already aware that blood was slowly trickling. Well, she may not have been able to lock up her room proper, but there was one place she could hide.
The bathroom.
Riyo practically stumbled over her own feet to slide through that door and close it behind her, a singular 'click' resounding.
Cat got your tongue... Jeez. How much worse could his wordplay get at this point?
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Posted: Tue Aug 27, 2013 5:20 pm
Deacon waited a moment at the threshold of her dorm, before just welcoming himself the rest of the way in and closing the door behind himself.
He looked around with mild interest, having not been present here for almost a full year. She'd been standing in his path before, not to mention that he wasn't all too interested in peeking past her to look inside. At a casual pace, Deacon stepped over and lightly knocked on the closed bathroom door with a knuckle.
"I'm not so deplorable as to make you sick over a little kiss, am I?"
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Posted: Tue Aug 27, 2013 5:37 pm
The dorm was a lot more empty than it had been prior. It looked like she'd gotten rid of a lot of furniture (or someone had stolen it). The dwelling wasn't dirty, but the floor certainly wasn't as squeaky clean as it once was. When you were broke, polish was a lot more than you could really afford.
When Deacon finally made his happy little way over, Riyo had hidden herself in the bath tub as if it would save her from this world of confusion. "Yes. I'm throwing up right now!" She wasn't, but she tried to make convincing sounds. "Get out of my room! I'm still not forgiving you!" Meanwhile she was really just curled up into herself with toilet paper hanging from her nose. It was all she could do to feel in control again. Why were boils so cruel? Didn't they understand she was a fragile thing?
"... And your breath smells!" Yeah, take THAT.
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Posted: Tue Aug 27, 2013 6:30 pm
Deacon's face wrinkled in skepticism as he stared at the door. Yeah, Riyo, those fake sounds were really convincing.
He did frown at the insult, though. "My breath smells like what, exactly?" He rose a hand, puffed a couple of breaths into his palm and sniffed, like that was a real way to check one's breath. "Well, if you're really losing your lunch in there, at least I know your breath is the worst between the two of us!" He wasn't angry, but damn it his breath so did not stink.
As if totally not phased by her demanding he get out, Deacon turned to lean a shoulder blade on the door frame. "What happened to all of your stuff?" He distinctly remembered there being more of it, even if he couldn't recall everything that was now missing. He really didn't think much against the dulled floor, but it did make him remember that he probably needed to polish his own.
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Posted: Tue Aug 27, 2013 6:53 pm
"Like butts." She made another vomiting sound, even though she was slowly realizing he probably wasn't buying it. "Well I'm the only one who has to smell my breath so who cares?" Not like she was gonna try to force a smooch on anyone.
Silence followed when he asked about her stuff. "You really have been gone for awhile." Riyo finally spoke after a few moments. "It doesn't matter. It's gone. I can't replace it, and I don't really care anyways." Not that it was any of his business, she thought.
"It's just stuff. There are worse things I could lose.." At least they didn't take her nice canopy bed. Or the desk.
"Deacon... Where did you go?" The feline asked out of the blue, her voice softening.
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Posted: Tue Aug 27, 2013 7:08 pm
The tabby made a disgusted face at her claim, even in knowing she wasn't serious. "I'm actually quite hygienic, thank you very much."
Riyo's response to his question only made him wonder all the more as to what had happened, but he wasn't about to press it. She said she didn't care, and even though he figured that she did at least to some degree there was just something in the answer that had his more sensible side warning him not to pry. "True..." Deacon replied simply, mentally finishing 'like your sanity.'
When Riyo posed her question to him, Deacon sighed softly. "Just home, with my parents." It seemed important he clarify 'home' what with last Halloween and all.
Figuring that he might be there a while - probably much to Riyo's dismay - he repositioned to sit on the floor, back against the wall nearest the door. "I'll admit, there was a while when I wasn't so sure I'd be able to see them again. I guess I'm still childish like that." Not that he wasn't childish in other ways, of course.
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Posted: Tue Aug 27, 2013 7:21 pm
Another round of silence from the bathroom.
"That must be nice." Her voice had become quieter, harder to hear through the door.
"Do your parents love you?" The feline piped up.
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