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Post by Nighteyes on Jun 23, 2017 18:45:13 GMT -5
"Uhm..." His eyes widened. "You do know what you've just done right...? Given the most indecisive person the power to decide..."
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Post by Bloodrose on Jun 23, 2017 18:52:59 GMT -5
Cain shrugged, clearly embarrassed. He didn't want to share any of his interests with Vancha. He had a deep, deep insecurity, and he hated talking to people in general. Although he had his loves and his hobbies, he just- he couldn't share them with anyone. 'Whatever you're into. I don't care.' He mumbled, bowing his head a little more, then bristling as a balled up piece of paper hit him on the head. With shaking hands he opened it, wincing at the crudely scrawled messages and insults from his friends at the back of the room. He ripped it up quickly, glancing back at them with a scowl as they teased him from the back. He sank lower in his chair, shoulders hunched, and began to zone out.
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Post by Nighteyes on Jun 23, 2017 18:56:27 GMT -5
He blinked then frowned as the paper hit him, glancing over at the group, before looking away again. "Really don't know why you hang out with those tw@ts." He muttered, sighing as he wrote down an idea.
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Post by Bloodrose on Jun 23, 2017 19:02:56 GMT -5
His cheeks flushed red at Vancha's comment, and he ducked his head, balling up his hoodie, before silently taking out a fidget cube to distract himself with. He winced as another paper ball hit the back of his head- then a third, but he just ignored them. Then a fourth, and he glanced up at Declan's voice. 'Leave him alone, Tristan.' 'I'm only playing. Don't be such a p*ssy.' Cain winced slightly, knowing Declan wouldn't have the nerve to argue anymore, and released an irritated sigh as the fifth paperball smacked right against the back of his head.
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Post by Nighteyes on Jun 23, 2017 19:05:59 GMT -5
Vancha glance back again then focussed on his work again, before his hand suddenly shot out and grabbed the sixth paper ball from the air. He looked back at the group again, before throwing the paper and getting it in the bin without it touching the sides.
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Post by Bloodrose on Jun 23, 2017 19:10:58 GMT -5
An awkward silence seemed to ring out, before the group appeared to sober, and ignore Cain to talk among them selves. Cain was blinking at Vancha, clearly confused. Still embarrassed, but a look of soft gratitude present in his eyes. 'Have you decided the project yet?'
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Post by Nighteyes on Jun 23, 2017 19:13:39 GMT -5
"Yeah, can you sing?" He asked. "Or do anything musical? I mean...you are working at an A*." He blinked slowly.
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Post by Bloodrose on Jun 23, 2017 19:17:42 GMT -5
Cain flushed deeply, irritated at the question. 'Of course I can sing.' He irritably responded. 'Why?' He started to feel a little wary. He tended to keep his music to himself- he'd never even performed in front of anyone but the tutor.
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Post by Nighteyes on Jun 23, 2017 19:21:11 GMT -5
"How well?" He asked. "If you're better than me, then you'll do the singing, and I'll write the song."
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Post by Bloodrose on Jun 23, 2017 19:22:55 GMT -5
Cain flushed deeply, immediately averting his gaze. He felt so uncomfortable right now that he wanted to explode. His leg was practically vibrating, and he knew he was giving off anxiety in tidal waves. 'I don't- I-' he stopped, then bit down on his tongue.
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Post by Nighteyes on Jun 23, 2017 19:28:45 GMT -5
Vancha blinked, tilting his head slightly. "You don't want to do it?" He asked.
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Post by Bloodrose on Jun 23, 2017 19:32:44 GMT -5
'I-' he turned the deepest shade of Red possible, tugging up his hood, and curling up to hide his face. 'I have stage fright.' He mumbled, more embarrassed than he'd ever been in his life.
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Post by Nighteyes on Jun 23, 2017 19:43:48 GMT -5
"Alright then...let's go find an empty room. I know of several. One of them is actually my hide away....actually. No. I won't show you that one." He said, shaking his head.
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Post by Bloodrose on Jun 23, 2017 19:46:02 GMT -5
'What? Why?' Cain asked, peeking out at him warily, nothing but caution and anxiety on his expression. He didn't want to get teased any more by his group.
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Post by CrackedSkel on Jun 24, 2017 4:39:16 GMT -5
'Well, I'm partnered to my species literal enemy.' Russell replied, grinning at Riley. 'Witches certainly earn their respects from all communities.' He glanced down at Dev, who was still out like a light. 'We'll take him to yours then.' He said, nodding at him. 'Shall we go there now?'
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ROLEPLAY- "I'm sure they won't mind. Chole will be asleep, so maybe it's best if we go now." He responded thoughtfully. "My car is parked by your bar, so if you wanted to stop in to get something feel free." -
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Post by Nighteyes on Jun 24, 2017 5:28:12 GMT -5
Vancha looked at him. "You need to do something, so you can sing...hopefully." He said. "No videos, just sounds too."
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Post by Bloodrose on Jun 24, 2017 6:02:15 GMT -5
Cain still seemed extremely anxious and embarrassed. 'You don't understand.' He mumbled. 'I can't sing in front of anyone. That includes you.'
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Post by Bloodrose on Jun 24, 2017 6:04:17 GMT -5
'Well, I'm partnered to my species literal enemy.' Russell replied, grinning at Riley. 'Witches certainly earn their respects from all communities.' He glanced down at Dev, who was still out like a light. 'We'll take him to yours then.' He said, nodding at him. 'Shall we go there now?'
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ROLEPLAY- "I'm sure they won't mind. Chole will be asleep, so maybe it's best if we go now." He responded thoughtfully. "My car is parked by your bar, so if you wanted to stop in to get something feel free." -
'We're good, we'll just have to shut up the pub.' Russell replied, yawning tiredly. Abe- my body is getting tired. When you unmerge I'm likely going to pass out. he quietly warned his significant other, before smiling at Riley. 'I hope this kid is as nice as he seems.'
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Post by CrackedSkel on Jun 24, 2017 6:09:41 GMT -5
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ROLEPLAY- Riley noticed the yawn and he frowned slightly. "Would you like me to carry him for a bit?" He asked, before nodding slightly. "I think so. Whoever beat him up obviously had a reason to do so. I doubt that it was anything he did intentionally, however." He rubbed his wrist in thought. "If he had I think he might have tried harder to get away." -
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Post by Bloodrose on Jun 24, 2017 6:16:30 GMT -5
'Nah, we're good.' Russell replied politely, before nodding. 'It was probably his group- its dangerous to be alone when you're a fallen.' He said. 'Nephil and Fallen can gang up on you if you make any mistakes... it's not nice.' He was speaking from Abe, this time, and Russell was wearing an expression that was a mixture of sympathy and nasty remembrance.
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Post by CrackedSkel on Jun 24, 2017 6:19:51 GMT -5
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ROLEPLAY- Riley grimaced in sympathy, glancing from Russell to the path they were walking on. Once they reached the car, he opened up the trunk and pulled out a clean white blanket. He closed the boot and moved to open the back seat. "I'll try and make him comfortable while you lock up?" He suggested, running his fingers along the ribboned edges of the blanket. -
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Post by Nighteyes on Jun 24, 2017 6:19:56 GMT -5
Vancha blinked. "I'll...turn my back? I won't be watching, just listening...? Would that help?"
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Post by Bloodrose on Jun 24, 2017 6:23:56 GMT -5
Russell nodded and handed Devon over. The guy really didn't weigh that much despite his size. He was an angel after all. Russell headed to the pub, his limbs starting to ache. He ensured the pub was properly locked up, before heading to the car to sit in the back with Devon.
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Post by Bloodrose on Jun 24, 2017 6:25:56 GMT -5
Cain hesitantly stared at him. 'I don't- I don't know.' He mumbled, before glancing up as the bell went. He opened his mouth to continue, then gasped as Declan pulled him to his feet with unnerving ease, and raised an eyebrow at Vancha, before half-dragging Cain out of the room, the rest of the group laughing and hollering as they followed. Cain weakly glanced back at Vancha, before hurrying to meet Declan's pace. 'I hope you weren't thinking of hanging with the Egyptian.' Declan murmured. 'N-no, I-' 'Or partering with him for the project?' 'No, c-course n-not.'
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Post by Nighteyes on Jun 24, 2017 6:27:03 GMT -5
Russell, wait. Before you get in, I'm going to unmerge with you. He said, before swiftly stepping out of his body. He smoothly slid behind Russell, and placed his hands around his waist, keeping him upright.
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Post by CrackedSkel on Jun 24, 2017 6:30:05 GMT -5
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ROLEPLAY- In the time Russell had been locking up, Riley had laid the Fallen in the back of the car and had tucked him up in the blanket. He looked at Russell when he came out, giving him a small nod before climbing into the driver's seat. "Anything else we need before we head off?" It was a semi-long trip out to Riley's home - only about twenty-five minutes or so, but long enough to be a burden. "I'll try and go as fast as I can withoug killing us."
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Post by Bloodrose on Jun 24, 2017 6:32:50 GMT -5
Russell opened his mouth to respond to Riley, but didn't get very far as Abe left his body. He gasped softly, fatigue immediately overwhelming his body. He staggered back into Abe, immediately grateful the fallen had had the sense to keep a hold of him first. 'No-nothing, else.' He managed to slur in response, gripping into Abe tightly.
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Post by CrackedSkel on Jun 24, 2017 6:34:33 GMT -5
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ROLEPLAY- "You two ready to head off then?" He asked, eyeing the both of them carefully as if they'd both keel over on him. -
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Post by Nighteyes on Jun 24, 2017 6:43:20 GMT -5
Vancha stared as Cain was dragged off, immediately noting the fact that he was dragged. He frowned as they left the room, then stood and packed his stuff away and left after them, going the opposite way to them.
Abe smiled and politely bowed his head. "Good evening Riley, and once I have Russell settled, we can go."
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Post by Bloodrose on Jun 24, 2017 6:48:33 GMT -5
'Mm.' Russell slurred, looking for all the world like he was drunk. He slumped against Abe again, clearly struggling to hold himself up. He winced as Abe helped him into the car and buckled him in, then leaned on him once he'd sat down beside him. 'This why- we only merge on... the week.' He said, not making too much sense. He sighed, resting his head against Abe's shoulder, struggling to not pass out.
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