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 Posted: Tue Aug 31, 2010 8:47 am
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“That you had to go through that,” Dorian blinked, surprised by the question. It was naturally to be sorry something had happened to someone you cared about. Especially when you were still working on not hurting them yourself. Of all the obstacles that were painfully obvious when it came to having a relationship with someone like Aiden, he never would have thought a couple tiny pills would present a problem. They were good things, helped him obtain that control he needed. Dorian couldn’t stand not being in control of himself when there were so many parts of his life already out of his control.
Aiden had said he would go back to modeling to make Dorian happy. His own company was trustworthy enough, but there would be others and they would flock to Aiden in moments once his pictures became public. Some of them wouldn’t know about Aiden’s aversion to drugs and might try to tempt him with access. Things could go badly quickly. He’d have to warn Amy to keep an eye out for anything like that and again find a way to encourage Aiden to let her work as a manager. Between the two of them, they might be able to create enough of a buffer to thwart the problem before it began.
Dorian raised an eyebrow at the question, surprised. His surprise quickly fell away into something else as he watched Aiden shift back into something closer to what he’d been when they first met. Dorian’s eyes drew down him lazily in a way he couldn’t have resisted if he’d wanted to. The red earring caught the light and flashed at him, though he only saw it out of the corner of his eye given most of his sight was focused on Aiden, not the jewelry he wore. For a couple of seconds he had trouble remembering that a question had been asked and the fingers twined with Aiden’s tightened sharply as he felt a purr of approval and want rumble somewhere in the back of his throat.
“Yeah, alright,” he finally said. It had taken him a good minute at least to get himself back from the state of mind Aiden had almost instantly sent him to. God this was dangerous. Aiden asking for anything like that made it very hard to think, let alone consider things like consequences. Luckily, this seemed like a reasonable request.
He pulled Aiden up with him as he stood, then moved across the room to his dresser. The top drawer slid out smoothly without a sound and he pulled out a small orange pill bottle. The prescription was attached to one side, Dorian’s full name printed along it. This had irked Dorian a little since he found his middle name to be too often a source of amusement for others, but he couldn’t see Aiden making fun of it. He pushed down and undid the childproof cap, shaking out a few of the small tablets into his palm.
“See?” he them down to where Aiden could get a look at them. ”Nothing shady about them.”
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Posted: Tue Aug 31, 2010 9:08 am
Aiden gave one of the single shoulder shrugs to the surprised answer, not seeing Dorian's side of it because it wasn't as if the singer had been there or done it. Was it something about the light? The warmth that Dorian put off made him apologize for things he had no knowledge of let alone control?
Besides, he had something else which was drawing and holding his attention much better than the thought of the doctors from his past, mainly Dorian responding to his actions in a way that had his breathing shifting slightly. Usually it was simple, he could get anyone to respond to him and then manipulate them as he wanted, but he wanted Dorian so badly that he sort of got lost in his own seduction. when the brunette's hand tightened around his own his breath hitched and his eyes fell to half-mast. It was only the fact that there was a question hanging in there somewhere that got them up because at the sound that rumbled in the chest he was leaning against...Aiden would have given him anything and it added an edge of honestly to the sex he was radiating that usually wasn't there till he'd been hurt a little.
He made a small whine of protest, because he couldn't help it, when he was pulled up and lead towards the bed. Because he was aware enough of the other boy to practically be vibrating from it. He wasn't used to denying himself, he had sex...a lot. So the last two days had given him a rather telling lack and it was starting to show in that he was responding almost instantly to anything Dorian did. Thankfully he could pull himself back out of it enough without the edge of pain in his hand once he was released that he could focus on what they were doing instead.
The young model sat on the bed and watched the dresser get pulled open and a familiar bottle was pulled out. What WAS unusual was that it had a white sticker attached to it. He tipped his head to one side trying to read it while Dorian popped the lid open easily enough to suggest familiarity, which made sense if he took these often, and held out a hand with several tiny pink pills.
The label had said take two before bed. Did he take the usual amount or was it more like the drugs he was used to where you took some till you stopped caring? Given he believed in the doctors he probably took two...
Midnight blue swept up towards the summer gaze as Dorian assured him there was nothing shady about the pills. He obviously trusted them, but so did his mother with her own habits. Aiden's smile bloomed to life in full inviting promise before his hand moved. He'd spent a lifetime on the streets and could move incredibly fast when he wanted, it was why he was such a good pickpocket. So it wasn't hard to snag two pills off an open hand inches from his face and toss them into the back of his throat before the other male could move.
He wasn't sure where the belief came from, but he didn't think Dorian would be alright with him simply taking some. Given his instincts were usually right he hadn't asked. There was no way he was going to let Dorian take something he didn't know how it felt to be on them, that was how he would know how to react and respond. Swallowing he briefly wondered how long before the effect would take place. Pills were usually slower than powders or shots.
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Posted: Tue Aug 31, 2010 9:46 am
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Dorian found some comfort in knowing he wasn’t the only one reluctant to end the contact between them. He didn’t want to be the only one feeling like they were under the control of hormones and he wanted to think that Aiden was attracted to him. Sure, Aiden liked him and Aiden was very good at seducing just about anyone, but he also wanted Aiden to want him individually. Little noises like that were very good for his confidence if not his self control. He was still thinking about activities that had nothing to do with the medication when he pulled it out and showed it to Aiden.
He began to relax when he saw Aiden smile this time rather than going insane with fear and false visions. His shoulders fell and he let muscles loosen he hadn’t even realized he’d been holding tight. Not until he saw the smile did he realize how much he’d needed that to be the reaction he got to the medication. Granted, it wasn’t the sweeter, more childish smile he loved best, but this one was still Aiden’s and it counted. Dorian started to tip the pills back into the bottle when Aiden moved and his relaxed state was shattered.
“Stop!” Dorian shouted, but the word was a second too late. The pills had already vanished behind full lips. The act had been so fast the singer had barely registered what he’d been planning before it was done. A faint flash of hurt and annoyance at having been tricked vanished behind a more urgent fear. He had absolutely no idea what an antidepressant did to someone who wasn’t supposed to be on them. There were side effects for some people even when the medication was prescribed.
“Why did you do that?” Dorian demanded, pulling Aiden by the hand over to the bed and making him sit down with him, looking the boy over as though he could judge immediately if something was wrong, But what could he look for? The pills didn’t do anything to him but help him sleep. He sighed and pulling Aiden against him. Now that the shock had worn off, he began to settle. Maybe this wasn’t such a disaster. It wasn’t hard to imagine someone with Aiden’s life being on antidepressants for a while. The biggest problem was probably scale. Dorian weighed more than Aiden and he’d been weaned onto them, starting with a lower amount and working up to the two in the dose he had now.
He watched Aiden’s expression with careful scrutiny, listening for the heartbeat. If that sped up or slowed down too much in some adverse reaction, Dorian was going to force him to the hospital whether Aiden liked it or not. He could hate the brunette for it later, just as long as he was alright.
“Are you alright?” Dorian asked carefully, making a mental note to find a new place to hide the pills as soon as he had an opportunity. He was frowning now, the smile gone. ”I didn’t figure you as the kind to steal medication,” he said, serious voice dropping to a near murmur. “I hope you weren’t looking for a high because that isn’t what these do, I told you that.”
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Posted: Tue Aug 31, 2010 10:27 am
Normally Aiden would have instantly obeyed a command said in that tone, but he was already swallowing, because this was important enough for one of the few flares of disobedience that the dark haired boy gave. Feeling guilt for the brief flash of emotion in the other boy's eyes, which was why he dropped his midnight orbs to the ground to show that he was sorry, but he had to do it.
"It was necessary."he whispered softly, his bedroom voice containing the overtones obvious in his body language. That he knew he was in trouble and expecting the consequences but no real apology for the action. So he held himself stiffly when the brunette sat down next to him and pulled him to him.
He wasn't sure what the effect of the drug was supposed to be, but he realized after a second that he was unconsciously relaxing into the other male. It wasn't that he was really thinking about it so much as that he suddenly just...was. The reaction to usually expecting a hit harder to maintain so he gave up and accepted that it was just going to come. So when Dorian carefully asked him if he was alright he laid his head gently against the other boy's shoulder and smiled slightly, it was still his usual invitation but softer.
"I hate being high, it's weird. But I needed to know what it did. So it can't hurt you."he spoke softly, staring at the floor and feeling a lot more mellow than he was used to, a little zoned out but nothing like what he'd experienced before. Nothing was moving, nothing was bright, it was...weird but not like anything he'd been subjected to before.
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Posted: Tue Aug 31, 2010 10:47 am
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That was not an answer. It wasn’t necessary in the slightest, whatever Aiden thought. Dorian debated calling his doctor and finding out exactly what complications he should look for, but that might lead to complications with the situation and so far everything seemed more or less fine. He promised himself he would call or take Aiden in the moment it looked like there was something happening. The medicine was supposed to quiet and help control a mind spinning wildly out of control. In an already controlled mind, would it just continue to take things down a few notches, add an edge of calm that wasn’t needed?
Aiden relaxed against him and though Dorian couldn’t bring himself to do the same yet, he did wrap his arms around the boy in a brief, frustrated hug. His eyes traced over the form and he saw the smile. It looked almost sleepy now, not quite as active. Yup, smaller form and stronger concentration of the medication lead to more obvious faster results. In Dorian, the idea would be to keep him exactly as he normally was, helping balance the chemicals in his brain. Since Aiden didn’t need his mind balanced, the scales were tipped strongly in favor of sleepy, numb serenity.
When he heard the explanation, Dorian finally relaxed, recognizing that Aiden had been trying to help in some way. If this was what it took to help him understand that there was a difference between his mother and Dorian, then maybe it was worth the momentary upset. Just so long as nothing went wrong. “You’re feeling it a lot stronger than I would,” Dorian murmured. “The idea is actually for me to feel like normal, it just keeps the fear away while I sleep, lets my mind relax and get through the night. And I’m bigger than you. You took too much,” he added, rolling his eyes towards the ceiling. Any amount was too much when it wasn’t actually prescribed to you anyway.
His hand found Aiden’s chin and raised it, looking him over again, making sure he was focusing and the heartbeat he could feel where neck met chin was steady. “Don’t do this again,” he said softly. “If this once helps you understand, then I’ll live with it. But it could be dangerous if your body tries to adjust to chemicals it doesn’t need.” He waited for some sign of agreement before pressing his lips gently against Aiden’s once more.
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Posted: Tue Aug 31, 2010 11:08 am
The muscles under his face and the arms wrapped around his light frame finally relaxed, loosing the tense edge. Did that mean he wasn't going to get hit then? He still hadn't fully figured out Dorian's motions and connected them to the world he knew, so he wasn't sure...but he supposed it was fine. His eyes falling to half-lidded as the singer told him he was feeling the effects stronger because of their size difference. That made sense, Aiden always reacted strongly to drugs because of his frame.
"Everything's.....calm."his bedroom voice was soothed, nothing he was experiencing worrying him because he'd faced a lot worse, but then again that could be BECAUSE of the medication. It was hard to tell. Usually the drugs he encountered hyped someone up, put them on edge to the point of paranoia in some cases. This made him feel lethargic instead, but not so unaware he couldn't react. It just was sort of like being in water, only without the visual effect to go along with it.
A warmth at his chin pulled his head up and he brought calm midnight orbs to meet the summer pair as his heartbeat was taken by the brunette holding him. He gave him a command that was easy to obey, because he only had to do it once...he only WOULD do it once. The calm was nice in a way, but he felt a bit like he couldn't move as fast as he'd need to if it became necessary. Feeling exposed prompted the need for the one form of protection he knew, so when a kiss was pressed against his lips he responded instantly if a little more sluggishly than he normally would have.
"I don't like drugs."he murmured into the kiss, sliding in a slow caress so he was turned to face the other boy and brushing his fingertips against him almost languidly. The rush of adrenaline only serving to make the tired slip a little away but doing nothing for the calm serenity. Class was a worry that didn't even enter into his mind.
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Posted: Tue Aug 31, 2010 11:34 am
  Yuuki Kagara
I want you all to look at me.
LOOK at ME
keep your eyes here
i want to be
just once,
the center of someone's world
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Yuuki's eyes went wide. The ghost had found a solution faster than Yuuki had thought possible...Though it DID make Yuuki the bad guy. it would likely work though. It amused Yuuki that the VICE principal would be the one to fear, but the information was stored in its proper place. After the 'What the hell' Look he seemed to be getting, at first Yuuki thought Nick wasn't going to answer, or was going to make it obvious to the other student. but then he nodded, which took a lot of the tension Yuuki was feeling away, and then he sprawled an answer down. the principal. a perfect source of power, and with an apparently easy to exploit weakness. How could the principal prove he didn't? this left the question of what these two men looked like, but most school's had pictures of faculty in their handbooks or websites. Yuuki had a computer, AND a handbook...so this mild act of research would be momentary. failing that, Yuuki could always ask around.
Dom was being alerted to the fact that they were done, so there was no more questioning Nick. Yuuki crumpled up the paper as soon as Yuuki saw the bandages being cleaned up, and threw it into a trash bucket, making the shot rimlessly. He would empty that when he took the other trash out with his male cloths. luckily for Him THAT trash bag was not see through, and tied to prevent any holes at the top.
"Thank you very much Nick. You are really kind" was all Yuuki risked saying at the time.
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Posted: Tue Aug 31, 2010 12:06 pm
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Aiden looked like he was ready to settle in for a nap. Dorian was trying to decide if the effect were strong enough to justify missing class. Would someone notice and suspect something or would it just seem like Aiden had had a late night? Given where half the floor had seen Aiden wake up, that could be a little embarrassing, but not dangerous and nothing he couldn’t deal with. What would be a problem was if one of the teachers decided the matter bore investigating. Having Aiden tossed out was not an option he could abide. Not when he was fairly certain he knew what was waiting for him back home.
“To be honest, I barely know how I react to it,” Dorian admitted, his hand leaving Aiden for just a moment to push brown strands of hair away from his eyes, tucking them behind an ear and out of the way. “I take it before I sleep so I’m not really awake long enough to pay attention.” Calm sounded good though. There was nothing wrong with a couple of hours of extra calm. Better than the other extreme at least and maybe it would keep Aiden from projecting himself at others quite so much. That was a selfish thought, but it might help protect Aiden from the attentions of the people around him. The way he was normally drew every eye and Dorian would have to attend a different class once it was time.
If they went.
That was beginning to look a lot less likely as Aiden met the kiss. “It’s not that kind of a drug,” Dorian started to protest before being effectively distracted by the movement of Aiden’s body against his own. Obviously the pill wasn’t affecting Aiden’s ability to command his hormones because they were instantly focused on the smaller form. He leaned forward and kissed him again before tilting his head and moving his lips to the press of the pulse on Aiden’s neck.
He needed to stop and let the drug work its way out of Aiden’s system. He should be paying attention to things like pupil dilation and speech slurring and mmmm the pale skin was soft and more than a little fun to deliver little nips to. His hand slid down to the small of Aiden’s back again, pressing against it sharply while his other hand again twined with the injured one, remembering on some level the soft mewling sounds Aiden had made the last time he put just a little pressure there. He was supposed to be thinking about something but it seemed a lot less important now.
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Posted: Tue Aug 31, 2010 12:10 pm
 Electricity is actually made up of extremely tiny particles called electrons that you cannot see with the naked eye....
unless you have been drinking.
The silence continued to stretch out, which had gone past just the usual level it might enter into and was strange enough that Dom lifted his head once more and opened his gold orbs to stare at Nick's back where he could just catch the edge of the smaller female around the corner. He wasn't sure what they were writing but obviously it was something long that Nick had to read before taking the pen and returning the favour.
An eyebrow arched into the messy mass of violet hair but he didn't ask, because if they wanted to keep it a secret than he obviously wasn't meant to know. So he just grinned as Nick carefully threw away the bandages and came back to touch his hair. Dom's smile grew at the electric pop that came from the contact as amusement danced in his rich gold orbs. Feeling better after the few minutes of sitting down and not thinking or seeing blood, it was easy for the violet haired teachers assistant to rise to his feet and brush off the slacks he was wearing.
Yuuki threw away the note and turned to face them with a sweet thank you for Nick's message. Dom linked an arm around the blonde's waist and smiled at the girl over the other boy's shoulder.
"If you need anything, just ask. I'm down the hall."Dom offered, and fully meant it. Especially if she was going to be walking around in her sleep and potentially hurting herself again. Nick would probably feel better for having two sets of eyes on her as well.
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Posted: Tue Aug 31, 2010 2:51 pm
 
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Nick watched Yuuki’s reaction with some measure of satisfaction. Apparently she hadn’t been expecting quite what she got, but it was the best Nick could do and he liked that this required her to do most of the work rather than him. His lips curled into a smirk, imagining the principal’s face. He didn’t have anything against the man personally beyond general disgust at his incompetence, but more than that, he was the main teacher, the one who hired the other teachers. He was a perfectly fair target as far as Nick was concerned and if Yuuki’s news gave him a heart attack the ghost wouldn’t have a single problem with it. He realized his smile had turned slightly vindictive and let it fall back into a more contained expression and focused on the others again. He was supposed to be working on this prejudice, not falling back on it. He cast a guilty glance at Dom.
“You’re welcome, Yuuki,” he responded in kind. “My pleasure.” It was easy enough to distract himself from the violent line his thoughts had taken by focusing on polite responses for a moment. He could hear his father’s voice in the back of his head, telling him how exactly to address different social classes and different levels of superiors or inferiors. Nick brushed the voice aside as best he could, blue eyes darkening for a moment. Alright, maybe this hadn’t been such a great distraction.
Then Dom was there, arm around Nick’s waist and the ghost leaned into him gratefully, tired confusion flickering across his expression as he tried to focus on the present and keep himself out of the past. The contact further grounded him and he found himself completely solid without any effort of will again. He grinned at Yuuki when Dom spoke to her.
“Don’t go to him if a raccoon crawls in your window though,” he said, finally focused enough to rejoin the conversation. “He’ll just give it a bizarre name and adopt it.”
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Posted: Tue Aug 31, 2010 3:21 pm
Yuuki Kagara
I want you all to look at me.
LOOK at ME
keep your eyes here
i want to be
just once,
the center of someone's world
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Something about Nick's smile felt off to Yuuki, but when she checked further it was just a normal smile...maybe something about being a ghost made you inherently creepy, or Yuuki's mind was playing tricks on him.
His pleasure was it? well. Yuuki did like spreading THAT, so maybe He'd involve the ghost again sometime. maybe not, but he had plenty of time to decide that.
He giggled at the raccoon comment, "I think that's very sweet" he replied. "and thanks, i will keep that in mind." Yuuki was smiling quite happily at the open invitation. those really were the best kind. "when he adopts it, does he take it with him? because that might really work out for the best benefit of all parties." and raccoons are easy enough to find to manufacture such a plot if he was feeling lonely in the coming year.
He watched the way the two men reacted around each other. each one seemed aware of the other's best needs. It was infuriating a little... Yuuki wished to be there...but he had no way of forcing that at the moment, so he smiled more and tried to let his impulses pass.
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Posted: Wed Sep 01, 2010 4:19 am
  Ϻɩɔɦɪɾʋ Hikikomori Ӄɍҷȿϯɑɳ
Hazukashii no Hissha
Every story I make is a little bit of my past, only more deeper
It contains past loves, both mine and my family's She smiled weakly. She thought that as well...But Michiru's and her boss forced the translator on them. Michiru didn't want one and wanted to try and learn the language himself and Yukari was behind him on it...But the boss managed to scare him into it. Though it really wasn't a convincing argument to begin with...as Michiru requested it not to happen and the boss glaring.
He didn't want it either...but he's weak-hearted so his uncle managed to scare him into it... she replied weakly. Your words are what makes my stories so 'magical'
Because you help me make them so real.
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Posted: Sun Sep 05, 2010 10:36 am
It was an odd drug, because he was both aware and dazed at the same time. He could fully understand what Dorian was saying to him which wasn't something that normally happened on a lot of the drugs he'd been given over the years. Mostly the world had a tendency to be seen through a swirl of color and words took on visual aspects that made them hard to concentrate on. Yet he could quite clearly make out that Dorian was explaining that he usually fell asleep after taking them so he wasn't aware of what the affects while awake were.
"Mmm...it's...different."he gave the single shoulder shrug in response. Not really interested in moving much at the moment because he felt very, very, calm and loose. Like moving his muscles would likely be just a step too much. It could also be very dangerous if he had been with anyone else because he wasn't quite sure he could have gotten away or activated his usual protective responses. People got very violent when you seemed to ignore them. But then it didn't matter much because he was with someone he wanted and he could think through enough to push for that.
"All of them are."he breathed, tilting his head with a murmured sigh of pleasure at the kiss against his neck. More than willing to accept any of the little touches, but aware on some level that he wasn't quite as tacitly aware as usual. He couldn't drag up enough of the pain to push him over the edge into the darkness like he usually preferred so despite the little sounds he was making at each n** along his flesh, he wasn't pushing for more. At least he didn't until a hand pressed against his back and pushed him full length into the brunette's warmth while his hand was closed tighter.
This time he reacted full bodied, writhing against the other male with much more urgent sounding, wordless encouragements as he worked enough through the drug to begin begging for more despite the still almost surreal calm that felt like a bubble around him. It was an interesting combination, enough that he didn't argue about.
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Posted: Sun Sep 05, 2010 11:49 am
Electricity is actually made up of extremely tiny particles called electrons that you cannot see with the naked eye....
unless you have been drinking.
Dom missed the guilty overlay to the look he recieved, just noticing the blonde had glanced his way, and flashed him a sweet smile of recognition for the look before giving him a slight squeeze around the waist. He'd turned his gold gaze back towards the young woman so missed the almost distressed look that had passed over his boyfriends face before he'd started mentioning raccoons. The smile that spread across the violet haired male's face at that point was equal parts boyish enthusiasm and self-satisfaction.
"I think that a raccoon would make a great school mascot."Dom volunteered, showing that he in no way disagreed with the statements coming from either of them. Because yes he would adopt it and yes he'd likely take it with him. He'd have to build it a cute little home in his room, but then that could be just as fun as actually having a pet raccoon again. And then his gaze slid over the clock on the wall and his eyes went comically wide.
"Fudge Nickles! I gotta run, class."he gasped, turning his head to brush a sweet but hurried kiss against his boyfriends lips before untwining himself from him and waving quickly with a chipper smile at Yuuki.
"Goodbye Miss Yuuki, have a great first day. I'll see you after class, Nick."he bolted out of the room like the hounds of...well you know, were after him. After all, Mr. December did not seem like the type to take tardiness lightly and Dom REAAAALLLLY wanted the new computer and getting on someone's bad side was not a good way to go about doing so.
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Posted: Sun Sep 05, 2010 1:36 pm
xxxxxxxxxSɛᴛʜ Vɑʀɪxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx 
Seth tipped his head slightly to one side at her weak smile, it held a world of meaning behind it. Why were women so complicated? Then again, men weren't much better...damn. The woman replied in a voice that matched her smile that the translator was forced on Rabbit thanks to his uncle. What the hell kind of family did this kid have? A weird a** one from the sounds of it. The red-head shrugged and rose gracefully to his feet, one hand grabbing the bag with the broken knife.
"Well, if some random translator shows up we'll just tell him there's no one by that name here. I gotta run to class, is the Rabbit gonna be mellow enough to stay here alone?"he asked as he walked past the woman casually, shooting a crimson glance towards the sleeping blonde.
xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxI'm not i g n o r i n g .y o u .
xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxI simply refuse to have a battle of wits with an u n a r m e d. o p p o n e n t.
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