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 Posted: Thu Jun 27, 2013 2:47 am
 Orrin wasn't sure how long he was asleep, but when he did wake up he found himself on a large bed which was quite familiar to him. Also, there was a slight pain on his neck like someone had bitten him and thus he lifted a hand and placed it over the hickey, of course not knowing what it really was. Warmth flooded from his hand and healed the spot on his neck, making it just as pale and smooth as the rest of his skin. He sat in a daze for a moment, until everything that happened came back to him in a nice rush of images. Violet eyes narrowed venomously as the male slipped off the bed and left the room, quite literally slamming the door open.
"What, The, ********, was that!?" He practically yelled, not caring anymore since they were now inside. His mind was clear now, there were no hand on his body, no lips against his skin, he could think. Philip also would have noticed the fact that the hickey was now gone, though Orrin had no idea it was actually there in the first place. Orrin had placed himself between Philip and the television and now glared heatedly at the male with his arms crossed over his chest. How dare he treat him like that! he wasn't some toy for Philip to play with.
"You know what!? Never mind! I don't even know why I'm still here" He stated in an exasperated tone as he suddenly turned on his heel and started towards the door. "You wanted me gone. Leaving now!" He stated in a flat tone, indicating that this time, he really did plan on running awa--- leaving.
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Posted: Thu Jun 27, 2013 2:54 am
The tv show he was watching was utterly boring, so boring he was ready to fall asleep when the door slammed and he sat up startled a bit. Orrin blocked his view though he didn't really care and he noticed that the hickey he put on his neck was gone. He scowled a bit an was disappointed that it was gone. Sighing he listened as Orrin let out his anger and now was saying that he would be leaving. Again that devilish smile grew on his face. Just as Orrin turned and headed for the door Philip stood up but only for a moment.
Out of no where he lunged at the male, landing on the floor and grabbing a hold of Orrin's leg. He simply yanked his leg and once Orrin fell to the floor he began to drag the male over to him until Philip was on top of him. Turning him around he pinned his arms down and kept his body slightly pressed against his.
"Who said you could leave? I didn't give you permission to leave, and it's rude to leave so suddenly when someone has opened their home so kindly to them." He looked down at Orrin with his devilish smile.
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Posted: Thu Jun 27, 2013 3:01 am
Orrin was close to the door when he felt a hand on his leg and a startled yell escaped his lips as he was pulled down and dragged toward the red head. Of course he managed to hit his head on the floor when he fell so now he was feeling nice and dizzy and his head hurt, but that didn't stop him from glaring up at Philip when he pinned him beneath him again. "Kindly?" He managed, a cold laugh escaping his lips as he spoke "The hell your being kind" He hissed, managing to wedge his leg up a little bit. "Now get the ******** off of me!" He growled as he slammed his knee up into Philips stomach, rolling away when the other rolled off of him and curled up. His head spun as he stumbled up to his feet, and he put a hand against the wall to steady himself.
"You..." He seethed, glaring daggers at the man on the floor. "You, Philip, are in inconsiderate, selfish, pessimistic, a*****e. You're rude, self centered and think you can get anything you want!" He growled, his anger boiling over once again. "And I, am leaving. You didn't want my company before so I am positive that you'll be fine without me!" He growled and moved to the door again, this time managing to make it out into the hall!
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Posted: Thu Jun 27, 2013 3:09 am
The knee to the stomach knocked the wind out of him and Philip simply rolled off of Orrin and curled up slightly, coughing and convulsing a bit from the impact. Sure Orrin was small but he sure did pack a punch. Coughing he tried to get the air back into his lungs. He heard Orrin's lovely comments about him and he couldn't help but laugh. He laid there laughing like some psychopath. Oh yes...those were nearly the exact same words spoke to him from the very person he had lost long ago. The words last spoken to him and he had done just this. He laughed yet the difference between the laugh then and the laugh now was that this one was a lot more psychotic.
Rolling onto his back his arms were around his waist as he held his stomach as it hurt still and the laughing was making it worse. Slowly his laughter was beginning to reach the boarder line of laughter and sobbing. Those words, not Orrin's but the dead man's words began to haunt him. He had died with the last thought of Philip not giving a s**t. Rolling onto his knees his forehead was pressed against the floor. He knelt there hunched over still gripping his sides as his laughter began to fade under his sobs. The last time he had cried was after his funeral when he was home alone. After that he had buried it all in. The mixture of the knee to the stomach and those words pretty much broke him.
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Posted: Thu Jun 27, 2013 3:18 am
Orrin had been waiting for the elevator when he heard Philips laughter dieing out. For a moment he thought Philip was done, and then he heard the sobbing. The doors opened in front of him and it took everything he had not to step into those doors and just run away...as much as he wanted to, as much as he thought he had to get away... He wanted to go back ad comfort Philip. His jaw tensed for a moment more, before he let out a heavy sigh and wandered back with quiet steps, stopping in front of Philip and crouching down. For a moment he remained silent and he was sure Philip didn't know he was there in front of him, that is until he reached out and ran his fingers through the red heads hair, repeating the gesture that he had done before in soothing the male. "Your stupid" He muttered, though there really wasn't much force behind his words.
He let his fingers run through the males red locks as he dropped down to his knees and sighed heavily once more. "Don't take things out on me" He murmured softly, though once again there wasn't much to his words. "Stupid" He muttered again, his voice strained this time as his throat tightened once more. He felt like crying for him, but he held it in...except for a few tears that managed to squeeze out from the corner of his eyes.
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Posted: Thu Jun 27, 2013 3:27 am
He continued to sob but every now and then he would fall silent and his body would shake violently. His hands now by the sides of his head while he leaned against his fore arms, his hands clenching tightly. Whenever he wasn't sobbing out loud he was trying to stop but could only hold back for so longer with a seething rage starting to build in him from the fact that he knelt here crying so pathetically. He knew...he knew damn well that crying wouldn't bring him back and that acting this way would not make him forgive him. Perhaps that's why it angered him so much. He barely felt Orrin's hand.
Reaching up he took a hold of the males wrist and despite how much his hand shook he refrained from gripping his wrist. Instead he merely moved his hand away. Getting up he turned and stumbled a bit while beginning to hyperventilate a bit. His vision was blurred from the tears streaming down his face. Walking into the kitchen he opened his fridge and pulled out a bottle of alcohol but he was having trouble opening it. He began searching for the bottle opener by pulling out every single drawer out, forks, spoons, knives flying out and scattering all over the floor.
With no avail of finding the opener he grew extremely frustrated to where he merely yelled out and threw the bottle and it shattered against the wall. Not only did he feel like his head was going to explode but so did whatever heart he had left. Falling to his knees again he gripped his hair and tried to desperately calm the storm he was suddenly sucked into. It didn't help that all the dark evil spirits that used to torment him at night bean to appear and feed off his misery and agony.
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Posted: Thu Jun 27, 2013 3:38 am
Worry flickered in Orrin's violet orbs when Philip pulled his hand away. He watched the male struggle to his feet and wander to the kitchen. It took a moment for Orrin to get his thoughts together and stand to follow the male. the moment he walked in a bottle whizzedpast him and shattered against the wall. Violet eyes wandered to the broken glass, before the evil spirits seemed to gather. His gaze darted to Philip and suddenly rage swelled up in Orrin when he saw them. "Disperse, Now!" he seethed, his voice ringing out in an very un-human like tone. It was full of power, and the creatures seemed to scatter upon hearing his voice, leaving the air around Philip clear. Orrin had to calm himself before he stepped forward and knelt before Philip again. He lifted his hands and gently but forcefully dislodged Philips hands from his hair.
"Just breathe Philip" Orrin cooed, his voice taking on that otherworldly tone that he used when he spoke to his creatures.It was gentle, soothing and sweet and strangely musical on the ears. It wasn't meant for mortal ears of course, but at this point Orrin was desperate to calm the storm within this man. He cupped the mans cheeks in his hands and forced him to look up at him through watering green orbs "I'm here" He continued in a soft purr, one hand sliding up to smooth back the males hair again in a gentle manner. Warmth flooded from Orrin's very being as he shared some of his life force once again, though it wasn't just from the spirits this time. It was his own, his own driving life force.
"Let it out if you must, but do not hurt yourself. Do not ache for what has happened. Let the past go as it is supposed to" He continued, his tone so much like a comforting mother, except...different. There was nothing on this earth that sounded quite as soothing as his voice did right now, and it would be hard to believe that this male with the sand colored hair and violet eyes was the god of death.
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Posted: Thu Jun 27, 2013 3:50 am
Philip was trying to desperately breathe, trying to pull away from it but there was no escaping it now. He would push the truth away time and time again but how could he lie anymore? He couldn't lie to himself anymore, the trauma of it all caused him to shut it out, caused him to close off the truth but now there was no denying it. He was starting to lose his god damn mind and all his actions up to now were beginning to make sense. It was as Orrin told him to let the past go and to not ache for what happened that caused him to snap.
He suddenly burst out, "I did it! It was me!" He stood up quickly and turned away, gripping the edge of the counter as he was hunched over again, his jaw clenched the tears never ceasing. His body continued to shake from both anger and completely agony.
He continued on, uttering how every word, "It was me...I killed him...I killed him..." he continued to mutter those words it was all he could say at the moment, his eyes filled with horror as if he were watching it all happen again. He then went on to mumble, "I didn't know...I-I didn't know that was him.... I didn't know he was in that car...I didn't know he was the one driving! I didn't know!"
He didn't go on but since it was Orrin he probably would have remembered. Either way he went on after a moment of more sobbing, "I-I went...I went to find him but he wasn't there...he wasn't at the party. I was mad..he wasn't answering so I was mad...worried...I was in a hurry...The car in front of me was going so slow....I didn't mean to run him off the road! I got scared and kept driving!...I-I didn't know..." he uttered out lastly as he crumpled down to his knees yet again. Only muttering, "I didn't know" and "I didn't mean to" over and over again.
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Posted: Thu Jun 27, 2013 4:01 am
Orrin listened to the male in silence, letting him get everything off of his chest as he needed to. Orrin slowly got to his feet, his eyes flashing to red again as he let his subconscious reach out. He stayed silent as Philip continued to have his break down, until his mind touched what he was looking for. "Aaric Lythe" He murmured, knowing full well that this was the name of the said 'victim'. He also knew that him knowing his name would probably penetrate Philips thoughts in an instant.
"He never blamed you, but if you must have forgiveness then, he forgives you Rain" He voiced, using the nickname that he had just been given through his thoughts. Orrin crouched down and slid his arms around Philip in a warm hug, sharing with him his warmth again and this time, he allowed Philip's and Aarics thoughts touch for a moment. And the one thing that Philip would head was 'I forgive you' before the link was severed and Philip would have felt that Aaric was at peace.
Orrin tightened his grip around Philip as he held on to the hysterical man, comforting him in the only way he knew how....letting the dead speak his finally words to him. After a few minutes Orrin slid his arms away and moved to stand "That is...all I can do for you" He murmured, knowing now that Philip would either have to pull himself together or Orrin would have to leave him as he was.... because there wasn't anything he could do now.
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Posted: Thu Jun 27, 2013 7:05 pm
His sobbing had ceased for a moment but he continued to cry while listening, feeling the warmth in the hug but it didn't last. For years he had searched for Aaric to talk to him and beg for forgiveness and now he had gotten what he searched for but there was still that lingering sorrow. There was no doubt that he still missed him and that he wished he could turn back time. Kneeling there he remained silent and he would simply remain there for awhile. His legs began to fall asleep and become numb but he stayed put processing everything that just happened.
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Posted: Fri Jun 28, 2013 12:04 am
Solemn violet orbs remained on the red head as he sat on the floor weeping, his mind turning in circles... How had Philip managed to live for so long with so much sorrow in his life? He was truly a remarkable man... With silent steps he moved his way over to the broken glass and cleaned it up, careful not to cut himself. Once he had finished with the mess he wandered back to the living room and plopped down on the couch to have a short nap. There was nothing to do and sharing his own life essence was tiring.... letting a soul speak to a living being was even more so. To put it bluntly, after all that emotional turmoil he was simply beat. Violet orbs fluttered close and it didn't take him very long to slip into a comfortable sleep. His mind was blissfully empty as he slept, which allowed him for a better rest.
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Posted: Fri Jun 28, 2013 12:23 am
Rin128564
Philip had someone snapped out of it as he began to crawl out of the kitchen and into his bedroom. Once in there he simply crawled into bed and curled there letting his exhaustion wash over. Finally he slept, crying always making sleep come easy. Though in the morning no doubt his eyes would be puffy and red. For now he too slept with a mind blissfully empty. Though within his subconscious he would think back on hearing his dead lover again, his voice and how he had forgiven him. Philip still had that desire to see him again but he would have to let it go. It was either move on now or live the rest of his life in pity and agony.
The next morning he got up and showered, in hopes that the cold water would make his swollen eyes lessen a bit though by the time he finished they were still slightly puffy and red. With a sigh he simply changed but didn't bother to put a shirt on. He walked out of his room at last with a towel on his head so he could dry it off while making breakfast. Truthfully Philip assumed that Orrin had left.
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Posted: Fri Jun 28, 2013 12:28 am
Orrin woke up not long after Philip was done in the shower, though he didn't move from the couch. When he did go to get up he somehow managed to slip off of the couch and land on his butt, causing him to wince loudly "Ow" He murmured to himself, lifting a hand to run it through his sandy locks. Grabbing the edge of the table he used it to pull himself up, before he stretched his arms up above his head, finding that he was rather stiff after sleeping on the couch.
With a yawn he shuffled towards the kitchen, stopping in the doorway to stare for a moment, before speaking. "You're couch is extremely uncomfortable" He murmured in a sleep filled voice, knowing that the other had likely heard his tumble off the couch "You're floor is even worse" He continued as he lifted a hand to rub at his eyes. Shaking his head once as if to clear it, he dropped his hands and yawned once more. "May I use your shower?" He finally voiced after another moment of staying silent, figuring he should probably ask before he did.
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Posted: Fri Jun 28, 2013 1:16 am
His hand gripped the handle of the frying pan when he heard the thud and the ow. His heart pounded against his chest as he looked over but concluded that it was Orrin. Clamming himself down he sighed heavily. He focused on not burning the eggs and he didn't look at the other male at the moment. "You just slept on the couch wrong...by the way I figured you had left..."
Finally looking over at him, his eyes still a bit puffy and red he nodded, "Yeah sure, feel free to just use one of my towels. There's a whole stack in my closet."
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Posted: Fri Jun 28, 2013 1:27 am
Orrin looked at the male with large violet orbs for a moment before he scoured the kitchen for a zip lock back, a cloth and some ice. After putting the ice in the bag and wrapping it in the towel he placed it down next to Philip "The cold will help the swelling" He murmured without looking at the male, before he wandered off to go and shower. First he walked into Philips room and grabbed himself a towel, before he entered the bathroom. Closing the door behind him the male caught his own reflection in the mirror and stopped, kind of shocked by...how human he looked. "No dark aura or anything" He mused, forgetting now to lock the door behind him. After putting his towel on the counter he slipped out of his clothing and turned the shower on. He let the room steam up a bit, before he slipped into the shower finding that the hot water was very, very soothing on his sore muscles.
Despite the fact that Orrin didn't look it, his body was actually pretty well toned even though he was very slim as well. His sandy hair uncurled when it was wet, reaching down to about his shoulders and he simply took his time in the shower, enjoying the warmth it provided. When he wasn't sharing his life force he was unnaturally cool to the touch, and that was another reason why he liked the heat so much. After a long while in the shower he slid out and turned it off, drying himself off before tying the towel around his waist whilst he rustled through his clothes to find his pants again.
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