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 Posted: Sun Jan 29, 2012 1:12 am
Saturday night at the bar. Perfect place to get drunk or into a fight. Or pick up with hearts oif you were Majin or Witch Eater. Of late, this place had been garnering a lot of attention as the place to be. Meaning it would be a prime spot for both majin and witches to congregate, perhaps even witch eaters. It was not hard to see why this was a hotspot of activity. fter all, the music that pounded through the speakers was loud and new, the latest music in the scene. Theo would know, working in a music shop. The music blared loudly, making his heart pound in time to the beat the same way the floor seemed to shake beneath him. Thje pulsatin gmass of bodies on the dance floor moved in time with the music, their movements smooth and fluid as they danced their way through the songs.
But Theo.. He was a fighter, not a dancer. He moved better out there with someone to match his every move. Of course, he could dance, but he hated doing it. It meant people watching. And frankly, he was here to watch people, not to be watched. Not to mention he needed a drink. Badly. Heading towards the bar, he found himself a barstool and sat down, placing an order for a martini. He felt like having a little alcohol tonight. Phil would strongly disapprove, but his twin wouldn't interfere. Merely sigh and shake his head. After paying for his drink, Theo sipped it as he leaned against the bar, watching the dark club pulse in time to music and the lights flashing. It was beautiful and repulsive somehow. A writhing mas... So similar to a nest of snakes.
Sighing, Theo downed the rest of his drink and contemplated ordering another. If he got enough alcohol in his system, he would go out there and dance, awkwardness and dislike of being in such close proximity to so many people aside. It was tempting thought, but Theo thought the better of it. Hangovers weren't too fun to nurse. He'd had enough to know that. Sighing, he placed an order for a beer and turned around to observe the people in here.The dance floor was packed with people all moving to the beat, their bodies swaying and bending. On another hand, it would make a fairly goo battlefield. There was plenty of space for manuvering, assuming it was empty of course. Plently of space for magic too. Almost as if the building was originally built with such an intent. Theo frowned as he considered this. It was rather strange. but it was ideal as a training ground at least.
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Posted: Thu Feb 02, 2012 11:24 pm
Rajih sighed as he took a sip from the drink placed in front of him. He wasn't one for a drink...ever but right now it felt really...really right. Ruria, his beautiful but tempting girl...friend? Lover? What did he call her? She was his to him right now, the most important person ever. Phil was his best friend and Theo his rival but Ruria...Ruria was all his.
It was terrifying to think of right now, how the pink haired, rosy eyed girl had such an effect on him. And he was getting frustrated. He wanted to devour all her magic and herself and it was eating something inside of him not too. So he took a drink and brooded as he looked over the dancers on the ground.
And then he caught the dark blue of Theo's clothing and grinned. Nothing more stress relieving then causing a fight with the Black heart wanna be. Especially Theo! Especially since Theo got to train with the black hearts where Ruria was training.
Mental frustration to the Max.
"Theo...." Rajih slid over to take a seat before looking at the boy. "Here scouting for a Majin eh?"
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Posted: Sun Feb 05, 2012 3:14 am
His head bobbed slightly with the beat, fingers drumming against the top of the bar as he sat there. It was fine to sit here like this and people watch, but really, he was full of pent up energy. Perhaps he could work some of it off on the dance floor. But truth be told, he'd much rather die before dance in public. And with this sort of crowd... Who knew if someone he knew was here? Kyu, Phil, Cedar, Rajih.. Just a few people off the top of his head. Any of them could be here.
A familiar voice made him spin around. Speak of the devil, and the devil was here. Rajih. Still as always, dressed in teal. Theo smirked. "Why hello there. I suppose I could say I already found one, ne?" He raised an eyebrow as he regarded Rajih. Perhaps this would be an outlet for all that pent up energy. Nothing like beating Rajih to a pulp after all. And frankly. it would be good for him. He was fairly sure he could beat Rajih if it came down to that. The blue eyes narrowed as he assessed him rival. In so many ways, they were similar and yet so very vastly different. Nochalanly, Theo picked up his drink and gulped down half of it, his eyes intent on Rajih. "Looking for a fight?" Theo asked, his eyes narrowed. He snapped his fingers and a tiny blue flame hovered between them for a moment before it flickered out, nothing there for it to burn.
The challenge had been thrown out. Now, to see if it would be accepted.
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Posted: Tue Feb 07, 2012 10:44 am
Rajih's eyebrow rose at the comment before shrugging. He knew what Theo was after all. While he may be looking for a Majin, Rajih resisted the urge to say..Look in a mirror Theo and you got one. That was a little to cruel for their rivalry after all...and he didn't want to piss Phil off after all.
"If your referring to me, that's just downright....True." He cocked his head, "I'm not so ashamed of it now but I'd rather you didn't broadcast me as one. While you are still training for your Black Heart whelp, There are actual ones who wouldn't think twice of killing me..."...Or you should they find out.
Sighing he took a drink of his fruity little cocktail before the Flame came at him. Theo, always quick to start something. Just like fire, once it started, it engulfed everything.
"I thought you'd never ask." Rajih batted his eyelashes before his own magic rose, the deep fathoms of water sprung from his hand to engulf the flame that was dangerously close, dousing it out. He slid from his chair before smiling, "Hope you like to eat dance floor Theo..."
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Posted: Tue Mar 27, 2012 8:06 am
"No loss to me if you're gone, but no sense upsetting Phil unecessarily, much as I think you're bad for him." Theofratus shrugged, his blue eyes half-closed. But he was still watching Rajih's every move carefully nontheless, however relaxed he looked. He still didn't like the idea of Phil hanging out with Rajih, for whatever the reason. Something about Rajih set his teeth on the edge and gave him an almost uncontrollable urge to punch something, with that something preferably being Rajih's face.
The little flame flickered and there was a soft hiss, not that it was noticeable in the club. Loud, pounding music that shook the ground, sinking into his bones. He was more than ready to fight. Theo's lips merely curved in a slight smile as he watched. Interesting. Water magic. Now that was a fight to be had. "I hope you're light on your feet, Rajih dearest." Theo murmured softly as he snapped his fingers. A pair of flames appeared at Rajih's heels as Theo slid into the crowd smoothly, melding in with the mass of pulsating bodies. He would see how long it would take Rajih to find him. Then the fight could begin. Hopefully no one else got involved. A bit difficult, considering that he could feel several bodies pressed against his own.
This was going to be a good fight.
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