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 Posted: Thu Jan 28, 2010 3:48 pm
"Uhhh, actually Spider-man is a wall crawler. I however am a wall jumper. I believe that sort of thing is more like uhh, a Mario move? Yeah."
"I dunno...I've had worse ya know."
Like suddenly being yanked into the Negaverse space. That wasn't that pleasant either and left him rather flustered when it did happen.
"I could take ya down, if you'd like? Or you could just keep yelling at me. Whatever works for ya man, I've got time."
Cue evil b*****d little grin.
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Posted: Thu Jan 28, 2010 3:51 pm
"NO" he said with profound enthusiasm -against- being helped.. "I'll find the fire escape -thank- you!" He peered over a roof edge ... ok that was a bit of a drop... maybe he could take the ... roof access stairs or something. Or would that be locked.
"....sonofa...." He cursed staring down at the fire escape.
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Posted: Thu Jan 28, 2010 4:33 pm
Roof access stairs? Oh Schee's wandering had taken him right next to those. And hell, by the time Z located them the lieutenant would be happily sitting with his back against the door.
"Problem?"
One glowstick had been unhooked from the string at his side, and while Z made his little escape plan Schee had taken to twirling the item on a finger.
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Posted: Thu Jan 28, 2010 4:39 pm
... sitting against the door...
b*****d.
that was HIS trick... he could NOT have seen the little trap he'd sprung on Dem's friend. Could he?
Annnnd glowsticks, either he was mocking Dem's behavior or... God, he was trapped on a roof My Dem's 'Mister Hyde' juuust great.
"Nope... nooo problem" He huffed and started trying to -very- very carefully swing his legs over the edge so he could drop down onto the fire escape.
"Noooo Problem, at ...oooof....all."
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Posted: Thu Jan 28, 2010 4:51 pm
"Dooon't faaaall...I'm sure your roomie wouldn't do so well without youuu..."
Man that dragged out singsong tone could grate on one's nerves. And was that an evil little snicker thrown in as well?
Not that he'd let Z fall. -Hell- no. If the shorter boy went toppling then the glowstick loving Scheelite would be after him in a flash.
But he didn't need to know that.
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Posted: Thu Jan 28, 2010 4:55 pm
"SHUT....UP!" He snapped lowering himself as carefully as he could... oh god he was going to die....
"Awwsh...." he cursed, because as he lowered himself it wasn't quite so easy to maintain a grip.
Suffice to say he made it to the fire escape top much faster than he anticipated and complete with cursing and clanging as he gripped the metal grid work to try and make sure he didn't roll or slide down the stairs to the nest level. GODDAMN that hurt.
He wondered if the bruises would look like fire escape grid.
"I HATE YOU!!!" He yelled at the roof.
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Posted: Thu Jan 28, 2010 5:07 pm
s**t! Up on his feet Schee ran to the side and leaned over to see if Z was okay.
Then breathed a sigh of relief to find nothing more than a cursing, likely bruised, pissed off little Z right below. Thank -goodness- he was alright. Now he could get back being a little jackass.
"Awww, you don't hate meeee...."
Schee rested his head on one hand, the other resting comfortable across the roof wall as he watched Z's descent to the street.
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Posted: Thu Jan 28, 2010 5:10 pm
"HOW MUCH...would you like to -bet- on that?" He snarled and got back to his feet, and winced, ok the landing could have gone better, he'd twisted his god forsaken ankle... but damned if he was going to stop here, and he was NOT asking for help. Down it was then... "ow.... s**t..." he hissed and hobble made his way down the steps... "b*****d...son ofa... sitting in front of the ... god forsaken -roof-"
came the clearer parts of his muttering and cursing as he headed down.
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Posted: Thu Jan 28, 2010 5:26 pm
"I'd be willing to bet quite a lot actually, I know for -sure- you don't hate me."
Well..Z didn't hate Demy right? That had to count for something in this kind of wager!
Z seemed hurt...but it was only a minor injury! He'd be okay! Hell Schee was still dealing with the tail end of cracked ribs.
The blonde suddenly disappeared from the side of the roof, and maybe..just -maybe- he had left.... But no, not really. Instead he had moved over to the side of the building to hop back down to the street. There he could greet Z at the bottom of the fire escape. The shorter boy would like that!
Or something.
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Posted: Thu Jan 28, 2010 5:31 pm
Just the drop down ladder and he'd be ******** eyes blazed with irritation at seeing the Lieutenant there but this time he managed, somehow, to keep his trap shut.
He huffed in irritation and got on the weighted ladder and let it drop before clamoring carefully down the last few rungs and getting off again letting it clatter loudly back up and marching deliberately towards the mouth of the alley, well...marched as much as one could when you were trying not to hobble.
He was -truly- starting to despise this city.
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Posted: Thu Jan 28, 2010 5:43 pm
Alright alright, fun time was over. Following Z any further in this getup was just asking for trouble, and really...well he didn't want to hear about this for the rest of eternity so he better give the poor kid a break.
For now.
"See ya."
Scheelite gave a mock salute and jumped, disappearing back into the shadows of the alley.
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Posted: Thu Jan 28, 2010 5:46 pm
"a**!!!" He yelled after the Lieutenant as he leaped away.
Goddamned ruined DINNER... god damned ANKLE... wretched EVENING... stupid 'secret military s**t'
He hobbled back to pick up the dinner from where he'd dropped it and sighed, scowling, contemplating going back to get a new box to go and turned to dump the ruined food into a trash bin cursing.
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Posted: Thu Jan 28, 2010 6:05 pm
"Z?.."
The next person to suddenly appear behind the shorter boy wasn't the infuriating lieutenant, but rather Z's happy 'little' roommate.
"You okay man? You're limping....I could carry you home!"
Demy grinned happily, offering the other a hand.
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Posted: Thu Jan 28, 2010 6:08 pm
"DAAHhh..." He jerked startled at his roomies sudden 'materialization' behind him...
"Where the hell did..."
he closed his eyes and sighed leaning against the trash can.
"It's nothing Dem... But I just dropped the damned dinner...where have you been?" He pinched the bridge of his nose and tried to shove thoughts of the b*****d "Mr. Hyde" out of his head... except to remind himself to ask about that -cousin-
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Posted: Thu Jan 28, 2010 6:14 pm
"I've been uh...out! Yep! But that's okay, I was thinking of picking up dinner on the way home anyway....cmoooon man lemme give you a lift!"
He kneeled down, back to Z.
"Climb on? I'll totally walk you back to the dorms..after we stop and get dinner. Kay?"
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