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Post by Nighteyes on Jun 26, 2017 19:59:03 GMT -5
"You're welcome." He said, smiling softly. "Would you like some company home?" He asked, moving to pick up his bags.
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Post by CrackedSkel on Jun 26, 2017 20:00:27 GMT -5
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ROLEPLAY- Riley nodded. "I'll be back shortly." He stood up and disappeared upstairs. He was gone for a short time, before returning with a well worn hoodie with the patern on the front worn off. "This okay?" -
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Post by Bloodrose on Jun 26, 2017 20:10:42 GMT -5
'Yes.' Cain hoarsely replied, clinging to the offer like a lifeline. He waited for Vancha, then wrapped his arms around himself and began to walk in silence, trembling the whole way. Once at his home, he looked at the Egyptian. 'Thankyou.' He softly said. 'I'll pay you back for this. I promise.'
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Post by Bloodrose on Jun 26, 2017 20:11:50 GMT -5
'Yeah.' Devon replied, sitting up and shrugging the hoodie on. He then curled up on the couch again until he was cozy. 'You should sleep- its late.'
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Post by CrackedSkel on Jun 27, 2017 9:09:28 GMT -5
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ROLEPLAY- Riley looked up at the clock and hummed. "I suppose I should." He responded, standing. "If you need any help, call out for Abraham. He's in one of the guest rooms, I'm sure he'll be happy to help." He gave a kind but tired smile before retreating upstairs.-
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Post by Nighteyes on Jun 27, 2017 15:15:35 GMT -5
He looked at him. "I'll remember that promise." He said, laughing quietly.
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Post by Bloodrose on Jun 27, 2017 15:22:40 GMT -5
'Alright.' Devon responded, still feeling hesitant about the situation as he watched riley go. Once gone, he sat back and began to contemplate on the people who had saved him from the ditch, and wondered whether he could truly trust them.
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Post by Bloodrose on Jun 27, 2017 15:25:38 GMT -5
He looked at him. "I'll remember that promise." He said, laughing quietly. Cain blushed quietly and glanced at him, then away again. '...I have a recording studio in my room.' He mumbled, before scribbling down his number- as best he could- onto a piece of paper. 'Give me a ring or drop by if- if you still want me to sing.' He softly said, handing over his number, before hurrying inside his home and closing the door. He released a long sigh, leaning against the door, beforehe abruptly burst into tears again, covering his face. He managed to make it to his room without incident, and hurriedly washed and changed, before he headed towards his fathers office, shakily walking inside. 'Dad?'
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Post by Nighteyes on Jun 27, 2017 15:32:55 GMT -5
Merc paused in his work, then looked up and turned around to face Cain. "Yes?" He asked, looking at him. "You finally speak."
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Post by Bloodrose on Jun 27, 2017 15:41:36 GMT -5
Cain blushed and averted his gaze, tugging up his hoodie more to hide the developing bruising around his throat. 'Doesn't matter.' He mumbled, moving to back out of the room, lip trembling.
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Post by Nighteyes on Jun 27, 2017 15:49:01 GMT -5
"Obviously." He said, unimpressed by his sons actions. "The safety of my son and how his parents worry about him doesn't matter, does it?"
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Post by Bloodrose on Jun 27, 2017 15:52:34 GMT -5
Cain flinched at his tone, which mimicked the nasty and demeaning one that Declan always spoke to him in; and quite promptly burst into tears. He panicked slightly and clamped a hand over his mouth and nose, before stressfully trying to escape the situation more frantically.
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Post by Nighteyes on Jun 27, 2017 16:01:00 GMT -5
Merc blinked, then stood and approached him, wrapping his arms around Cain's shoulders, hugging him gently. "We worry about you Cain. You never tell us when something is wrong. We don't mind the late nights, or the new people... Just as long as you inform us first."
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Post by Bloodrose on Jun 27, 2017 16:07:31 GMT -5
His shoulders shaking, he momentarily strained against his fathers hold, but then he slumped weakly into it, continuing to cry. 'I got hurt,' he croaked hoarsely through tears. 'I got hurt bad.'
After explaining everything with Declan- the way he'd beat him and manipulated him, right up to Vancha saving him not an hour ago.
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Post by Nighteyes on Jun 27, 2017 16:14:48 GMT -5
Merc rage was unbelievable when Cain told him about what had happened with Declan, but he calmed down when he heard that Vancha had helped. "Would you like to press charges against him?" He asked, frowning.
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Post by Bloodrose on Jun 27, 2017 16:20:41 GMT -5
Cain hesitated, bowing his head. After a moment, he shook his head. 'No... I don't.' He softly replied, running a hand through his hair. Once he'd calmed down, he nervously looked up at merc. 'I- that actually isn't... what I wanted to see you about.' He mumbled, looking embarrassed. 'It's... about Jason.'
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Post by Nighteyes on Jun 27, 2017 16:24:31 GMT -5
"Jason?" He asked, tilting his head slightly. "What about him?" He blinked.
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Post by Bloodrose on Jun 27, 2017 16:31:35 GMT -5
He hesitated. 'This is embarrassing.' He mumbled, before pulling away and moving to sit on the chair to his dad's desk. 'I-' he paused, unsure of how to explain. 'I've only known him for- for two days.' He began. 'But i- there's- it's... it's weird. I feel like I've known him my whole life- I- I feel... required to stand by him. I already feel very close to him, and- it's not romantic at all, it's just- I can't- explain.' He ran his hands over his face. He couldn't figure out the word, or words, to describe the intense bond he was feeling. 'Feels like every moment he's away from me is wrong.'
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Post by Nighteyes on Jun 27, 2017 16:34:44 GMT -5
Merc blinked, then lowered his hand down to his stomach. "A feeling here?" He asked. "Like he's your brother...your soulmate?"
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Post by Bloodrose on Jun 27, 2017 16:46:43 GMT -5
Cain hesitated, frowning slightly. '...brother.' He hesitantly replied, looking up at Mercutio with a curious expression, tilting his head. 'Do... you know something?' He warily asked.
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Post by Nighteyes on Jun 27, 2017 16:49:34 GMT -5
"I do." He said, standing up and walking to his desk. "Jason is, in the most likely case, your one and only candidate for your parabatai...your side-man." He said, looking out of the window, before turning to face Cain. "Also...this bond is two way. The discomfort you feel? He feels it too."
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Post by Bloodrose on Jun 27, 2017 16:51:10 GMT -5
'Dad? You're being weird.' Cain awkwardly replied, starting to wonder whether Mercutio was finally going to explain their family 'secret' he'd been keeping from Cain. 'What's... 'parabatai' mean?'
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Post by Nighteyes on Jun 28, 2017 5:50:51 GMT -5
"They're your side man." He said, sitting down and looking at him. "Put simply, you look after each other, and make sure you're safe. You each each others backs."
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Post by Bloodrose on Jun 28, 2017 6:12:33 GMT -5
He frowned curiously, but the word parabatai certainly seemed to suit his situation. It rang a note in him that felt right. He warily looked at merc. 'What... do I do?' He asked.
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Post by CrackedSkel on Jun 28, 2017 6:36:36 GMT -5
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ROLEPLAY- It was still slightly in the morning, but Chloe was awake. She carefully climbed down the stairs, having seen Devon from the landing. She sighed softly, but went downstairs anyway. Riley was always brining interesting things home. -
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Post by Nighteyes on Jun 28, 2017 6:55:17 GMT -5
"You ask him whether or not he wants to be your parabatai." He said, looking at him and smiling. "If he accepts, then the ceremony must be done. You'll mark each other like this." He said, pulling his collar down and revealing a mark on his neck.
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Post by Bloodrose on Jun 28, 2017 7:04:46 GMT -5
Cain stared at the mark, surprised to see that his father had one. He struggled for a moment, wondering who it was, then frowned. 'Radames?' He softly asked, looking up at Merc, his head slightly tilted, before he stood. 'I'll- do that.' He mumbled, taking out his phone to ring Jason, placing the phone by his ear. 'Uhm. Come pick me up?'
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Post by Nighteyes on Jun 28, 2017 7:28:28 GMT -5
Merc smiled and nodded, watching as he made the call. "Sure thing. You want me to pick you up right now?" He asked.
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Post by Bloodrose on Jun 28, 2017 7:39:37 GMT -5
'Yeah.' Cain mumbled, running a hand through his hair, nervously leaning back on the desk. 'Need to talk to you.' He glanced at merc, then averted his gaze, cheeks pink.
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Post by Bloodrose on Jun 28, 2017 7:43:06 GMT -5
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ROLEPLAY- It was still slightly in the morning, but Chloe was awake. She carefully climbed down the stairs, having seen Devon from the landing. She sighed softly, but went downstairs anyway. Riley was always brining interesting things home. -
Devon glanced up at her as she came down, and tilted his head at her with deep curiosity in his eyes, and exactly zero of the wary fear he'd held for Riley and the other two men. He was calm in her presence, and clearly intrigued to see who she was. '....morning.' He eventually said, needing to fill the silence.
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