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 Posted: Mon Mar 29, 2010 8:27 pm
Awwww! Zink was just SO CUTE when he was a helpless little thing. Schee took a moment to just grin down at how -adorable- his partner was before leaning down to give him a hand.
"Cmon Zinky, up you go!"
The blonde nabbed a hold of the other and hauled him up over the edge, grinning the whole while.
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Posted: Mon Mar 29, 2010 8:49 pm
"Zinky?!" he demanded as soon as his feet were safely planted. "Lets stick to 'Zink' if we're going for abbreviations or I'll be sure to further 'She-lite" he groused dusting off from his impact with the wall.
"Thank you." He added and started marching so that he wouldn't have to linger with that amused look on Scheelite's face.
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Posted: Mon Mar 29, 2010 8:52 pm
"awww, cmoooon! I like Zinky! Besides, you're saying it wrong! It's -Skee-lite."
Yes, he was still mispronouncing his own name. No matter! Grinning still, Scheelite turned and followed after the shorter lieutenant.
"At least you almost made it up to the roof! You did better than the first time -I- tried, so that's good yeah?"
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Posted: Mon Mar 29, 2010 8:58 pm
"What did -you- do? Run into a fire escape?" he asked half teasing and actually flashed an amused grin.
"Besides, I never made any claims to deep athletisism, I just do enough to -try- and keep out of trouble, AND I have surprised a few people... "
As unlikely as it was, and he'd never admit it he still had SOME hope for a final growth spurt to shoot him up to his father's height. Or at least taller than Wolframite.
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Posted: Mon Mar 29, 2010 9:09 pm
"Nope, the wall! Face first! I also ran into a pole once, and...well more walls. One time I was waiting for Obsidian to show up and he did, so I went bouncing up the walls and did that thing you just did..."
By thing he meant hanging off the edge of a building.
"And then he kicked me so hard I went tumbling over the side of it...so at least be thankful I didn't do -that- to help you?"
Scheelite caught up to his partner, even going so far as to wrap an arm around the smaller boy's shoulders. A -bloodied- arm.
"You're full of surprises Zinky."
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Posted: Mon Mar 29, 2010 9:11 pm
"And... you are covered in gore, thank you... " he added making 'that face' again. He also made a mental note to watch out for Obsidian, he was, and he knew full well, far more punt-able than Scheelite.He doubted it was a good thing.
"How are you... ah... feeling."
Could one feel sane? Did one even know? Was this -really- the Demy who had been so bothered at hurting people?
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Posted: Mon Mar 29, 2010 9:14 pm
"I know!"
A simple reply really. Yep, he had blood on his uniform, but there wasn't anything he could do about it now soooooo his partner was just going to have to get over it. Oh well!
"Feeling? Uhhhh...charged up? Man I am so hyper right now. Let's go run laps! Or do all night Guitar Hero pratice OR OR OR build a rocket to the mooooon! Cmon it'll be AWESOME."
It was arguable that Demetri Wright ever was sane, but he was considerably less so tonight.
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Posted: Mon Mar 29, 2010 9:25 pm
Zink -groaned-...
"Next time you eat one, it DAMNED well better be near the weekend...I swear if you crash tomorrow and I have to get your assignments... or... " he shook his head.
"If you play guitar hero ALL night you better turn the TV -away- from my bed AND you better have some headphones on because I -will- rip out the power cord and send you to bug alex all night.
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Posted: Tue Mar 30, 2010 7:02 pm
Schee skipped a head a few steps, turned around, and somehow ended up right in Z's face.
"HEY. HEY Z. HEY. HEY HEY HEY"
And when it was obvious Zink was looking at him (afterall, he really couldn't look anywhere else), Scheelite said what was -so- important.
"Hi!"
A pause. A grin.
"Cmoooooooon you gotta play guitar hero with me WE CAN BE UP ALL NIGHT and play gaaaaaames, and eat junk fooooood, and taaaaaaalk cmoooon man it'll be great! YOU KNOW YOU WANT TO and yes, let's invite Alex too! AND AND AND..anyone else! LETS GO!"
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Posted: Tue Mar 30, 2010 8:00 pm
"NNGAHHH!!" He yelped leaping back a step in surprise... "GOD-DAMNIT...No! No guitar hero...SCHOOL we have THINGS tomorrow.
Oh god... I am going to knock you OUT I don't trust you not to -say- something to the wrong people!" He said alarmed imagining Alex wide eyed with a new bout of knowledge about Lieutenants and the Negaverse alike.
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Posted: Tue Mar 30, 2010 8:07 pm
"Yes Guitar Hero! BOO school, school is BOOOORING! Guitar Hero is -awesome-. Cmon man I think I have gummy worms stashed somewhere? I BET that they taste delicious dipped in Rockstar LETS FIND OUT!"
Schee attempted to nab his partner by the wrist and lead him off. It really seemed like he wasn't going to calm down anytime soon.
"Cmooooon cmon cmon cmon you're a slowpoke Z, and I don't mean the Pokemanz either!"
He also didn't seem concerned about being knocked out. Pffft, like little tiny Z could knock -him- out.
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Posted: Tue Mar 30, 2010 8:14 pm
"Scheelite!" he snapped as he got grabbed. Oh that -did- it... he was quite sure he'd seen this done enough times in movies and the occasional brawl in the halls. He made an effort to get on Schee's back and put him into what his best guess of a 'sleeper hold' was...
Never mind he had no idea how he'd get him home if it -worked-
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Posted: Tue Mar 30, 2010 8:40 pm
"It's -SKEE-lite man, stop calling me she!"
One day he'd learn that's actually how it was pronounced. One day.
However, for the moment there was a tiny lieutenant clinging to his back and -attempting- to do some kinda of wacky wrestling move on him. However he was failing, and this simply amused Scheelite.
"ZINK! If you wanted me to carry you home you just had to ask!"
And then he was running, and considering how crazy-high he was he wasn't taking any particular care in not hurting himself -or- his precious 'cargo'.
Case in point: he was running straight for the edge of the roof and didn't seem to be slowing down any time soon.
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Posted: Thu Apr 01, 2010 5:06 pm
It was going to be a -long- night. He was so sure this had worked on the TV... SO SURE.
Damn there had to be a book on this s**t... "AAAAAAAANONONONOJUMPING!!" He hollered wincing and closing his eyes.
"PUTMEDOWN!! WE'RE GOING BACK TO THE ROOM!!"
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