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 Posted: Thu Apr 20, 2017 9:37 am
 Rest your weary head
Close your eyes and count to ten
Today has ended
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Posted: Thu Apr 20, 2017 1:18 pm
☊Sven Björnsson☋ Try to run and I'll catch you... Try to leave and I'll make you bleed █║▌│█│║▌║││█║▌│║║█║█║▌│█║▌│║║█║
Sven entered his home, kicking off his shoes. He was too tired to put them in their proper place. The rest of the watermelon went into the refrigerator. Normally he'd take off his shirt at home, but today he had somebody over. He still reached to remove the shirt as a reflex before lazily dropping his arms to the side. Acting like you have something to hide is the quickest way to get caught, he learned that much from watching criminals at work.
Walking into the living room, he threw himself on the sofa. He almost forgot about the guest in this moment. It must have looked weird to see him like this. To see him comfortable and relaxed for once.
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Posted: Thu Apr 20, 2017 1:29 pm
◢✦ ✦ ✦ ✦ ✦ ✦◣۞◢✦ ✦ ✦ ✦ ✦ ✦◣ ❖Zeraki✠Genos❖ ❖Title:✠n/a❖ ◥✦ ✦ ✦ ✦ ✦ ✦◤۞ ◥✦ ✦ ✦ ✦ ✦ ✦◤ Character Theme: ✠ Voice: ✠Shizuos voice✠ Encounter: ✠
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but what would even be the point."❖ ✠ : . : ✠ : . : ✠ : . : ✠ : . : ✠ : . : ✠ : . : ✠ : . : ✠ : . : ✠ : . : ✠ : . : ✠ : . : ✠ : . : ✠ He had 1/2 accepted to see a apartment for the man but instead found a cottage like building he walked inside and watched the other wandered off. He picked up the shoes that played scattered and started to reorganize the shoes before taking off his and putting them neatly together. He did this like the style you would see in Yamada house holds. Once he was done he looked up and saw the man struggling to take off his shirt. or if anything in Zeraki's mind he thought the other was struggling. He got up only wearing his socks witch surprisingly were black with white diamonds outlined pink all over the rim. Zeraki followed the other and watched him get on the couch he walked over there and stared at him. It was indeed weird to see him like this so relaxed. Zeraki looked at his face and finally realized the other looked actually very handsome. He almost blushed at it but instead just got angrier at what he was thinking to the point he stormed over to him grabbing him "Here let me help with your shirt officer since you seem to be struggling.". Zeraki seemed very pissed all of the sudden and ripped at the mans shirt, making the first several buttons come undone and would be completely open unless Sven stopped him. ✠ : . : ✠ : . : ✠ : . : ✠ : . : ✠ : . : ✠ : . : ✠ : . : ✠ : . : ✠ : . : ✠ : . : ✠ : . : ✠ : . : ✠ ❖"When all I got to do is smash your face in!"❖ ◥✦ ✦ ✦ ✦ ✦ ✦◤۞ ◥✦ ✦ ✦ ✦ ✦ ✦◤ ❖ ❖
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Posted: Thu Apr 20, 2017 1:45 pm
☊Sven Björnsson☋ Try to run and I'll catch you... Try to leave and I'll make you bleed █║▌│█│║▌║││█║▌│║║█║█║▌│█║▌│║║█║
"WH-WHAT ARE YOU-" The shirt came completely undone, all of the buttons laying on the floor. He also managed to slide the shirt off further than what he was comfortable with. Any further, and that scar would be exposed. "Why did you do that? Idiot!" He rubbed him scalp while scowling after pulling the shirt back up his shoulders. This wasn't supposed to happen. Sven wasn't sure how he could relax if Zeraki saw the scar. The scar that covered nearly half of his arm. The scar that he lied about anytime someone would ask. The scar that told the unspoken stories of his blood pathed past. He was certain that Zeraki wouldn't take him seriously as a law enforcer if he had known about that. He was sure that there would be issues. He was a sadist towards Zeraki, sure. He was cruel. He was harsh. He was violent. He was strict. Sure. But... this is a whole new level of bad. If he saw this...
Sven shook with barely concealed rage. He didn't want to expend any more energy than he already has. There can't be issues... there can't be. "Don't... do that..." His voice shook. "Don't... do... that..." He knew that he probably shouldn't be so angry over this. It was just a scar, right? The proof didn't mean anything, right?
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Posted: Thu Apr 20, 2017 2:10 pm
Zeraki looked at what he had done the mans chest was now undon he looked at him and gulped... Sven sounded angry. But he couldn't stop starring at the others body. What the hell was wrong with him. He wanted to touch it and go lower take it off completely.. when he actually realized what he was thinking he got even angrier. He balled up his fist and swung blindly at the other not knowing where he would hit the other. Zerakis eyes were filled with hate. His face red from it he forced the man down by getting on top of him useing his body weight to hold down the officerand grabbed the others neck gripping tighter.
His wrist was still blazing from the pain and was very clearly bruised from where the other held him. "Shut up!" He yelled at
"WHY THE (Bleep) ARE YOU ACTTING LIKE THIS!" The anger was clear in his voice "is it just to (bleeb) with me! Why are you acting so diffrently! So scared! It makes no sence!"
(( sorry I'm not on a computer right now))
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Posted: Thu Apr 20, 2017 2:44 pm
☊Sven Björnsson☋ Try to run and I'll catch you... Try to leave and I'll make you bleed █║▌│█│║▌║││█║▌│║║█║█║▌│█║▌│║║█║
He couldn't dodge the punch and Zeraki was on top of him before he could react. Zeraki was usually temperamental... but not like this. Sven held onto his sleeve with all of his might, refusing to let it slip. He didn't care about the shirt. No. He couldn't care less about what happened to his shirt. Yet as he gasped for air, trying to remove the hands with only one hand; he wondered if it was possible to get out of this situation. His anger has yet to subside.
"Get off of me." He voice dripped with venomous rage. "My reasoning is none of your (bleeping) business. You ripped my shirt. Why are you angry?" His gaze froze over. If looks could kill...
He chuckled darkly at the 'scared' comment. It wasn't too far off, but he preferred to think of it as pure, unadulterated, anger. He wouldn't let go of his sleeve even now. At this point it is probably obvious that he was hiding something. At this point he could probably no longer keep this up. At this point his image may be destroyed. He couldn't let that happen. He couldn't have his scar exposed now. Telling him the 'cooking accident' excuse will no longer cut it. Nobody goes out of their way to hide such a stupid accident like this. Nobody tries to cover up scares that they are unashamed of.
"Get... off..." he said as a last ditch attempt.
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Posted: Thu Apr 20, 2017 3:10 pm
"Why are you being so nice to me!" He hung his head biteing his own lip. The pain from his wrist was getting to be to much but his anger pushed him on "I never asked for your pity!" He looked right into the others eyes and slammed his head into the others forehead. He left his forehead against the others "Stop being nice to me I hate it! And I hate you!" Even though he had shouted it, Zeraki was lieing. He was angry at his self for likeing it but he also hated it because it wasn't the officer he knew. He kept holding the others throat with his injured hand and punching the other in the ribs with his good hand.
He was confused but he didn't mind this side of the man. He hated likeing this all he didn't understand he hates this man for takeing his freedom but...
He kept punching the other they started off strong but than became weaker and weaker. He left his head resting on the others still. He could see how it got harder for the other to breathe he tightened his grip almost to the point of seriously dameging or killing the other.
But than he let go of the others neck completely. "I hate you I hate you so much." He kept saying it over and over again. And closed his eyes "stop being nice to me. Stop it I'm a criminal and your an officer your supposed to hate me not be nice to me!"
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Posted: Thu Apr 20, 2017 4:04 pm
☊Sven Björnsson☋ Try to run and I'll catch you... Try to leave and I'll make you bleed █║▌│█│║▌║││█║▌│║║█║█║▌│█║▌│║║█║
The sudden onslaught of hits was more than he could take, but the pain in Zeraki's eyes far surpassed even that. Sven finally let go of shirt sleeve, resting that hand on Zeraki's face. "Why did you come with me, Zeraki? You had many opportunities to run. I wouldn't have stopped you." His sleeve slipped off of his arm, revealing a large burn scar that covered the entirety of his bicep. His skin was deformed and looked disgusting to Sven. He was lucky that it wasn't worse, otherwise his injury would've killed all of the nerves in his arm. "Don't say such stupid things. Me? Pity you? I wouldn't bring you home with me if I pitied you. What do you think I am?" Sven closed his eyes. "You should know that I'm not a nice person. I'm a sadistic (bleep). You should know that better than anyone." He couldn't handle this anymore.
"What about you? You aren't yourself, either. Wouldn't you just hit me and be done with it?" He seemed vaguely sad at the thought. He liked Zeraki for the longest of times, yet refused to directly say anything. He almost regretted staying silent.
He could feel a few bruises forming on his chest from the hitting. He wasn't about to complain about the pain, it was mild compared to the pain he felt while receiving this burn of his. "Do you hate me? Can you not stand me at all? Would you rather leave and never be chased after again? IS THAT WHAT YOU WANT?" He yelled at the last part, grasping his scar. "Is that what you want?"
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Posted: Thu Apr 20, 2017 4:37 pm
Zeraki felt the others hand on his face, it was so warm but they also felt very rough. These were the hands that hurt him so many times but he also took comfort in it, his face softened and he seemed to calm down
Zeraki couldn't handle all the questions being thrown at him though and slammed his fist down near the other head just missing him. "Shut up!!! Shut up you sadistic (bleep)!" He glared down on the man and hardened his heart, he couldn't tell the other was sad he couldn't tell in the slightest. When he moved away he moved away from the mans hand.
The words in his throats became stuck he didn't want to deal with this more so he didn't know what to do in the slightest he glared at the man with anger.
He got off the other and stood near him "you want to know what I want what I think. What I think is your allways in the way! Your annoying! Arrogant! An only hurt me time and time again! You don't care about me so why should I care if your there or not!"
He turned his back on the other so he couldn't see Zerakis face because now all that was on it was pain and tears were starting to form. "I hate you! I don't need you I don't need anyone! So yah what I want is for you to die or disappear just like everyone .e.. else!" His voice cracked a bit but he didn't face the other and tried to run for the front door.
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Posted: Thu Apr 20, 2017 5:01 pm
☊Sven Björnsson☋ Try to run and I'll catch you... Try to leave and I'll make you bleed █║▌│█│║▌║││█║▌│║║█║█║▌│█║▌│║║█║
Sven used all of his remaining strength to throw Zeraki off of him. His shirt fell to the floor, but he didn't notice. "ARE YOU STUPID?" He yelled, but didn't lay a single hand on the other. "What even makes you think that!? Sadi(bleep)!? I was just doing my job!" He stormed over to the other side of the room, placing his hands on the wall. "If you hate- then leave!" He punched the wall. He voice wavered, exposing his true feelings. He held onto his scar. It hurt. Not just his scar.
He wasn't sure if this was anger or sadness anymore. His emotions blurred and his mind swarmed. "Why are you so difficult? You wouldn't know my feelings if they punched you in the face. Quit assuming such stupid things." He couldn't stand hearing his words anymore. He couldn't stand being told that he was hated over and over again. It was worse than being hit. The scar...
"You even say you want me to die?" He clenched his teeth hard enough for the other to hear from across the room. "Last time someone wanted me dead... they did this to my arm. What... are you going to kill me?" He began to laugh hysterically, throwing back his head.
"If you want to go- then go. I'll never chase after you again." He didn't have the energy to do anything more than what he already had done. He was heavy and tired. "(Bleep)... I'll have to take tomorrow off..." He turned and slid down into a seated position against the wall.
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Posted: Thu Apr 20, 2017 5:29 pm
Zeraki ran that's all he knew what to do, the other didn't stop him. He opened the front door and left threw it slamming the door closed. Tears were streaming down his face he clenched his teeth to stop his self from crying out. He was so distraught he had even left his own shoes inside the house next to Svens
He stood outside the front door he couldn't stand it, this pain hurt so much he never felt something like this before. His head was hung low and his body shoke he couldn't stand it that defeated voice Sven talked in. It ripped his heart apart he couldn't stand it.
((OOC: I can't color right now sorry))
Random voice: "aw look guys the baby Zerakis crying. We waited for you in brigs but you never showed. Who would had thought you would be in a nice place like this."
Zeraki looked up but just as he did two guys grabbed his arms stoping him from moveing. Zeraki didn't say anything or even fight back. He looked at the guy who was talking and saw it was one of the guys he had beat up in yamada earlier and he had a knife in his hand.
He took the knife and walked closer to Zeraki. "Bad move Zeraki... if you just took the beating and let us cut off that arm of yours we would let you be... to bad now we got to kill you, will just tell the boss you fought back and we had to defend our selves."
Another guy walked over to Zeraki as well and started smashing his fist into Zerakis face over and over again. The blood driped down his face. His lip became busted and his nose started bleeding and his forehead had a deep cut in it. They kept hitting him but all Zeraki could think about was Sven. He didn't mind dieing Sven hatted him now as well. He'll probebly be happier with Zeraki dead.
Zeraki didn't say a word he didn't call out for help and that didn't make the guys beating him happy. They grabbed Zerakis hair, looking at Zeraki's defeated face that had his tears mixing with his blood. Than they started punching him in the stomach till the other was coughing up blood.
Knife guy: "it's no fun if you don't fight back... hey I'll be nice and I'll end it for you." He took the knife and rammed it into Zerakis stomach 4 times than James the blade in his shoulder.
When he shoved the blade into Zerakis shoulder he also shoved Zeraki against the front door loudly.
The voices up to this point wouldn't had been heard but the loud thud against the front door was.
They let go of Zeraki and laughed "you should had never left Zeraki."
Zeraki fell to his knees and collapsed into a heap in front of Svens front door.
The guys who attacked Zeraki ran off not wanting to get caught but they left the knife laying right next to Zerakis head.
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Posted: Thu Apr 20, 2017 5:57 pm
☊Sven Björnsson☋ Try to run and I'll catch you... Try to leave and I'll make you bleed █║▌│█│║▌║││█║▌│║║█║█║▌│█║▌│║║█║
Hearing a loud 'THUD', Sven grabbed his gun and ran outside towards the noise. "Zeraki!" He yelled and ran over to him. The stab wounds were rather deep and he wouldn't have time to get him to a proper hospital. His first aide skills would have to be enough. Before picking him up, he shot at the guys who ran off. He didn't care if the bullets hit or not, only that they were too scared to come back. He picked him up and ran inside.
"Why didn't you call for help? I was inside! I could have stopped them..." tears began to form in his eyes. "Idiot." His voice cracked as he laid his body down long enough to shove everything off the table to place Zeraki on it. He quickly grabbed everything he needed to stich him up. Using the closest alcohol he could find, he poured it over his wounds and used a cloth to clean up the blood and held it firmly against the stab wounds.
"This will hurt... very badly." Sven grabbed a hold of his hand. "Squeeze my hand if you need to, it will help with the pain." Using tongs that he held over a fire, he squeezed the wound closed. He didn't have any thread on hand, so cauterizing it would have to do. He finished by bandaging the wound.
[OOC: This probably isn't accurate... I am not a doctor.]
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Posted: Thu Apr 20, 2017 6:23 pm
While Zeraki was laying there all he could think off was Sven. His body was burning from the pain, he was laying in a pool of his own blood this just reminded him of the first time he didn't fight back. But than after that all he could think about is who Sven sounded, he should had just sucked up his pride and said sorry or even just turned around and looked at him... maybe in a diffrent life he would have.
His vision was getting blurry, (bleep) it wasn't long now. It wasn't long till he died... alone. He closed his eyes to just accept it till he hear some one faintly calling his name. He opened his eyes when the gun shots went off... why was Sven here... he felt his self be picked up into the mans arms and carried inside. Unlike the burning comeing from the wounds, Svens body held a welcoming one. He rested his head on the mans shoulder. Getting his blood on the other. His warmth was so nice to him.
"What's the point in fighting any more... when you won't be there after to catch me." The feeling of the mans arms made him ok with just acsepting the end. his eyes were getting heavier
He was put on the table and felt Svens hand in his. When he started to seal his wounds he yelled out in pain, and he weakly squeezed the mans hand in his. It was so weak it was badly noticable.
After it was over Zeraki still hadn't let go of Svens hand. After awhile he tried to get up to leave but could barely even hold his self up and collapsed back on the table.
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Posted: Thu Apr 20, 2017 6:42 pm
☊Sven Björnsson☋ Try to run and I'll catch you... Try to leave and I'll make you bleed █║▌│█│║▌║││█║▌│║║█║█║▌│█║▌│║║█║
He wouldn't let go of his hand, even as he carried him to his bedroom. He had already cleaned up all of the blood from before, except for the blood that was splattered across his own body. Sven figured that he would be more comfortable in a bed than on that hard table. Those men... what did Zeraki do? He never felt comfortable with leaving the man alone. Anything could happen and it would be out of his control. He sighed, sitting on the bed beside him without ever letting go of his hand.
"Looks like you'll have some burn scars of your own, too." He chuckled bitterly, a failed attempt at trying to lighen the mood. Why were those men even here? How did they find him? Would they come back for Zeraki again? He hoped not. "Are you hungry again? Or thirsty?" He had to ask, but understood that he probably wouldn't want to be alone after that. To be left for dead. "I won't leave you here." From an outside perspective, this may have sounded odd considering that this was his home. He hoped that his true meaning would get through to the other. He hoped that he would understand. "I will stay here until you are better. The boss will understand. I won't go anywhere"
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Posted: Thu Apr 20, 2017 7:13 pm
◢✦ ✦ ✦ ✦ ✦ ✦◣۞◢✦ ✦ ✦ ✦ ✦ ✦◣ ❖Zeraki✠Genos❖ ❖Title:✠n/a❖ ◥✦ ✦ ✦ ✦ ✦ ✦◤۞ ◥✦ ✦ ✦ ✦ ✦ ✦◤ Character Theme: ✠ Voice: ✠Shizuos voice✠ Encounter: ✠
Outfit: ✠ ◢✦ ✦ ✦ ✦ ✦ ✦◣۞◢✦ ✦ ✦ ✦ ✦ ✦◣ ❖"I could say somthin real smart or real cool...
but what would even be the point."❖ ✠ : . : ✠ : . : ✠ : . : ✠ : . : ✠ : . : ✠ : . : ✠ : . : ✠ : . : ✠ : . : ✠ : . : ✠ : . : ✠ : . : ✠ Zeraki had closed his eyes while in Sven's arms for awhile. Than when he was placed in the bed he tookSvens hand and put it against his cheek. They were so warm to him. Zeraki had lost a lot of blood and his skin had become very pale from it and no matter what action he tried to do was considerably weaker. He tugged on the Svens hand weakly so the mans arm covered the top of his chest. He finally opened his eyes, 1/2 way, to look in to Sven's eyes. He didn't reply to any of his question right now and it took him a long time to actually know what the other was saying. Saying he wouldn't leave made him blush. "I still don't get it..." he tried to reach up and touch Sven's face but could barely reach it and before he could touch it he stopped and put his arm back down. ✠ : . : ✠ : . : ✠ : . : ✠ : . : ✠ : . : ✠ : . : ✠ : . : ✠ : . : ✠ : . : ✠ : . : ✠ : . : ✠ : . : ✠ ❖"When all I got to do is smash your face in!"❖ ◥✦ ✦ ✦ ✦ ✦ ✦◤۞ ◥✦ ✦ ✦ ✦ ✦ ✦◤ ❖ ❖
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