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Post by Deleted on Feb 15, 2017 20:08:43 GMT
Aryn PhenixDon't you run from me, feel it coming, oh lord There's just way too many temptations, oh lord
WORDS: 342 || TAGS: Amos Vang || Notes: words here [attr="class","nthlftsybdytxt1"]Aryn supposed it could be weird. Though, it wasn't like anyone else had really taken notice to how exactly he looked at students besides this boy. "Well if I'm teaching you to cook it makes it less weird doesn't it?" A soft smile crossed his face as he took the notes back from the boy. The ginger did like to cook indeed, so that was a good enough reason. Not to mention he could ensure the boy got something healthy into his body.
"So we will prepare a meal together then, hm?" Putting the notes away into his bag he looked toward the albino, "Would you like me to teach you here at the school? I'm sure the kitchen staff wouldn't mind. You are of course welcome to come to my home as well, but that might be..." The ginger ran a hand through his hair before giving his best attempt at changing the subject, "What kind of foods do you like to eat?" Well, surely Amos was open to almost anything, but if there was something in particular he liked Aryn was sure he could think of a meal around that.
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Post by Amos Vang on Feb 15, 2017 20:18:50 GMT
I felt the darkness as it tried to pull me down | [attr="class","scroll"] Amos couldn't really disagree with that statement. Teachers stopped into the dorm rooms every now and then to help students with projects and whatnot, right? This wouldn't be any different. Except... It would. But still. If he was concerned enough to make sure he got a decent meal, then he supposed it wouldn't be weird. The boy nodded as the lesson was mentioned. "Mmm. Not... Not here." It was weird enough that he was going to be cooking with a teacher. "The kitchen here... Intimidates me a little." Well it wasn't like he was lying. There was just so much equipment. He could get into a lot of trouble in a kitchen like that. "If.. If you don't feel comfortable having me at your house I can always let you into my room... I mean. I don't exactly have a fully stocked kitchen, but it works pretty well for me so far." He shrugged. Though, part of him was quite curious about where the teacher lived. Then again, he could just add that to the list of things to black mail the poor man with, and he could understand his hesitation.
"Oh uhh... I like pretty much everything. I grew up without the option of being picky so... I wouldn't mind learning some foreign dishes. Oh! We could make some French foods to serve here in class! Like little pastries and popular dishes and!......." He had gotten a little excited there for a moment and went back to almost sulking, staring at the floor. "A-anything is good." Yep.
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Post by Deleted on Feb 15, 2017 21:16:17 GMT
Aryn PhenixDon't you run from me, feel it coming, oh lord There's just way too many temptations, oh lord
WORDS: 453 || TAGS: Amos Vang || Notes: Words here [attr="class","nthlftsybdytxt1"]Well, the ginger supposed things would only be weird if he acted like it was. This was innocent enough, having the boy learn to cook and to get a properly made meal. That was all. At least that was the only intention. His violet eyes scanned over the young male for a moment before he ran his hand through his hair again. "Well, why don't you come over. I haven't really cleaned it up for company, but... It should be fine." And it definitely would be since Aryn seemed to have a different definition of 'dirty' than most people. It would be better for the boy to come to his home. After all the ginger knew what pots, pans and other cooking tools he had so it was easy enough to make just about anything.
"Ah, that's a good idea." The teacher remarked about making some French food. "For dinner we could do...." He trailed off thinking about what he had in his fridge, "Soupe à l’oignon, chateaubriand steak with Gratin dauphinois? Then we can attempt to make Mille-feuille or maybe St. Honoré cake?" It had been awhile since Aryn prepared a full meal since he often only had to cook for himself, but this would be a nice change. "Have you eaten much French food?" Aryn wondered aloud, though it didn't particularly make a difference. Perhaps it was just curiosity. "Ah, if you like you can also bring your homework. So you don't miss any time.... Speaking of homework." Aryn seemed to have a sudden realization, "When exactly do you find the time to do it?" If the boy often went to school then work, he supposed it would be rather difficult to keep up his studies. Though that could explain why he was a passing student and not an outstanding one.
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Post by Amos Vang on Feb 15, 2017 22:29:09 GMT
I felt the darkness as it tried to pull me down | [attr="class","scroll"] Amos smiled a bit and nodded, making a small "heh" sort of noise. "Yeah, that sounds pretty French. I'd have to actually look them up though since... I've never heard of them. I know some of the desserts and pastries but... Not any actual food. Hey! And if anyone asks it's just extra credit right?" Not that he really thought it would be put towards his grades at all. After all, maybe this could be fun.
"Ahhh no. Haven't really gotten to besides what I've dabbled in. I tried making a souffle once but... It was horrible." He had almost burnt his apartment down. He shook his head a bit. Real horrible. "Mmm, my homework is all done since you didn't assign anything today. I usually do it over lunch with a third year, or try to finish it during class. For bigger assignments I sometimes pull allnighters if I have work that night..." He crossed his arms over his chest. "Uhh I can just... Go sit somewhere until you're ready to go, unless you want me to just... meet you later or something." He wasn't entirely sure if he was going home with the teacher or if he would go over there later.
"AAARRRYYYYYY-...." But the red head stopped in the doorway, blinking at the kid. "Wait. You're bringing a student!" He gasped a bit for some sort of super dramatic effect. "To your house!?" The other male bounded over and launched himself at his most favoritest cousin ever and wrapped his arms around him. "And you weren't gonna invite meeeee? How rude!" Amos blinked a bit, just watching whatever the hell was going on. "Hmm? Oh! Wait! I know you! You're Luka's bodyguard! i knew I'd seen you befoooorrreee!"
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"Well ain't you a cuuuuuutte ooonnne!~" Adrian hopped over and pinched his cheek, but backed off a little once he started to feel a little... Weird. The albino's expression flattened a bit and he tried not to glare at the other male. "What did you do to me....?"
"You were too bright... So I made you less bright. Uhh.. I can.. Just umm.. We can do this.. Some other time if..." He blushed a bit glancing between the two. With that much of a display he wondered if they were an item.
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Post by Deleted on Feb 15, 2017 22:57:27 GMT
Aryn PhenixDon't you run from me, feel it coming, oh lord There's just way too many temptations, oh lord
[attr="class","nthlftsybdytxt1"]Of course the ginger had no problem taking the albino boy home with him, he just didn't want to make him any more uncomfortable than he might have been. Or maybe it was himself being uncomfortable and awkward. Hard to say really. "Ah, no no we can go. I'll just gather my--" But as he started to pack up his things he heard a familiar voice. In bound the familiar redhead, acting as dramatic as always. A small oof noise came from the ginger as Adrian decided to launch himself at the older male, reaching up to pat the top of Adrian's head. "Adrian I--" But of course he couldn't actually get a word in before his cousin was refocused on the albino boy.
As the redhead pestered Amos, Aryn practically facepalmed with a sigh, pinching the bridge of his nose. Though he was rather surprised to see Adrian actually back off of someone and seem some what.... Mellow. Aryn honestly didn't blame Amos for feeling weird about things now, but the ginger shook his head. "No, no... Now is fine." His violet eyes shifted toward his cousin, "Adrian, don't you have Shinrah to bother today?" Normally Aryn wouldn't be against Adrian inviting himself over, but the ginger also doubted these two students had personalities that went well together.
"I'm going to give Monseiur Vang here a chance for extra credit, so..." Well so, Adrian needed to not be.... Adrian. The ginger wouldn't mind if the redhead could promise to behave himself. Though he wasn't sure Adrian ever behaved himself. Mostly because he didn't ever really know that he wasn't behaving himself.
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Post by Amos Vang on Feb 15, 2017 23:11:27 GMT
I felt the darkness as it tried to pull me down | [attr="class","scroll"] The slight blush remained on the albino's cheeks. So, the teacher did know this guy. "Awwww... But he's so booorriiinnggg... He's setting up for explosives tomorrow. And he won't let me set any of them off." Amos lifted an eyebrow. Explosives? Gee... he had to wonder just why this Shinrah person couldn't possibly want this red head near explosives. "Oooh? 'Extra Credit' hehehe?" Of course he did the whole air quote thing with his fingers. The albino growled a bit, but remained generally the same sort of stature that he was before. "Whoooa... I feel so... Heheh..."
It only took a moment for the red head to fall to the ground making tiny little 'hmm'ing noises and strange lethargic giggles. Amos didn't move. Maybe he shouldn't have done that, let alone in front of a teacher. But maybe if he acted normally enough he could deny that it was him. Maybe this guy did drugs or something. Still. He insisted that they were going to sleep together, and he couldn't have that.
"Heheh... You look so taaaalll Aryn~ Hehehe..."
Yeah... He was totally innocent here. "Uhh... Should we... Get him to the nurse or something...?"
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Post by Deleted on Feb 15, 2017 23:21:42 GMT
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[attr="class","nthlftsybdytxt1"]The ginger shook his head as Adrian mentioned Shinrah not letting him set anything off. Well, at least Shinrah had that much sense. Then again anyone who met Adrian would have enough sense. Of course as the redhead mentioned extra credit with air quotes, Aryn frowned. That wasn't in the least bit funny to him, though he knew Adrian meant no harm by it. Before he could react though Adrian dropped. "Adrian?!"
The teacher's eyes looked toward Amos and then back toward his cousin who was currently on the ground babbling about the ginger looking tall. Amos mentioned getting him to the nurse and Aryn simply sighed. "Yeah we probably should." Stepping toward the spaced out male he scooped him up into his arms and looked toward the albino. "I'm really sorry about him... He uh.... He's my cousin, though sometimes I'm convinced he was adopted into our family." Another sigh came and he shook his head. "Would you mind grabbing my bag?" He hated to ask Amos to carry things for him but with Adrian like this he quite literally had his hands full.
Looking at the redhead in his arms he shook his head, "Adrian I swear if you did something stupid and that's why you're like this...." Alright so the ginger obviously didn't even have an inkling that Amos might have been able to cause this. Or maybe he was just choosing to believe that Amos wouldn't even if he was capable. Who knew. He just knew that if he dumped Adrian off on Shai, then it would be one less problem for him, though he would probably have to alert Shinrah to... Whatever this was.
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Post by Amos Vang on Feb 15, 2017 23:53:14 GMT
I felt the darkness as it tried to pull me down | [attr="class","scroll"] "Your...." Cousins? Well. Now he just felt stupid, a blush darkening his cheeks again. Of course it was something simple like that and not... But he shook himself out of it when the teacher mentioned something about grabbing his bag. "Sure."
"Teeheehhh I'm a princess...."
Amos shook his head and followed along, easily handling his bag and the ginger's as they made their way to the front office. So far, he was out of suspicion, but he knew that Shai would know. Maybe he'd get lucky and the nurse wouldn't be there. Or maybe he could just... Restore the red head's aura to... Naaah. That was just like asking to get your ears to start bleeding. Shai could do it. Maybe he'd be okay just standing out in front of the office while Aryn dropped his cousin off. If he didn't see Shai then he wouldn't know right? Would Aryn think less of him if he knew it was him that dimmed his cousin's shine?
It didn't exactly take long to reach the front office, all the while Adrian went about playing with his cousin's hair and babbling about random things. But currently about how soft it was. "I'll just uhh... Wait here." Yeah, that was a good idea right? Amos just sort of stood by the door to the office after opening it for the teacher since his hands were occupied carrying the other male. It wasn't like Adrian was a small guy. A soft sigh of relief escaped him as he stood there, his arms crossed over his chest.
Of course as he stood there, he wasn't exactly surprised to see faces that he knew. One of which being Luka, scurrying off towards the library. Normally that wouldn't have been an odd thing, except he had practically run into the door trying to open it before he really settled down enough to do it properly. The albino sighed a bit and shook his head. That could really only mean one thing.
"C'mere little kitty kitty~"
Amos growled a little and set the bags down by the office door, lest he decide to bash Rishe's head in with one of the school books in them, but he figured that was a bad idea. It didn't take long for him to get to the other male and jump a bit to throw his weight into a punch that landed right where he wanted it to. He had more than obviously shocked the distracted bully as how hard he hit the floor. The older teen had definitely not been prepared for an attack like that. "I thought I told you.. Leave him the fuck alone."
"Gah! Get offa me you fucking psychopath!" Rishe muttered out between the rather hard punches that he attempted to shield himself from. "Help! Somebody!" Like hey, they were right in front of the office right?
Amos gripped the other male's wrist and Rishe made some half assed yell before he stopped. Electricity coursed around the albino's body and Rishe just... Stared at him. Oh dear gods that punch would hurt like hell.
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Of course Adrian was all about getting checked out by the "cute doctor". The brunette just shook his head and asked for him to be set on a bed, asking various questions to see if maybe he had a concussion while he went checking his pupil reflexes. "Well, from what I can tell, he doesn't seem to be on any drugs, no concussion. His responses are too normal. This was most likely done by another student. Any fights, Adrian?"
"Mmmmmmmmmm Nooooooooope." Adrian bounced a little. "Feelin fiiiiiiine doc~"
"If you'd like I can keep him here until Shinrah is finished. I can even give him a call for you if you'd like?" Of course he gave the teacher a smile. It wasn't like he had much to do anyways. After a few moments, the nurse blinked and his head turned to the shouting coming from the hall. Normally he ignored anything having to do with the owner of said voice, but he supposed he couldn't with a fellow faculty member standing right there. So he sighed and stood up. "Stay right here Adrian, alright? We should probably figure out... What that is..."
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Post by Deleted on Feb 16, 2017 0:09:48 GMT
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[attr="class","nthlftsybdytxt1"]Aryn mostly ignored his cousin being in lala land talking about who knew what really. It was easy enough to ignore the ginger playing with his hair, since Adrian liked touching him even when he wasn't delirious. Though at this moment he wished the redhead would be quiet even for a moment. He wasn't sure what was worse... Adrian babbling when he was coherent or right now. As they reached the office, Aryn sighed of relief and waited for Amos to open the door, though he was a bit surprised the albino said he would wait outside. Well, he supposed it wasn't that weird some people didn't like doctors even if it was just the school nurse. "Alright, I will try to be quick about it."
Aryn stepped into the office alerting Shai to what had happened - well at least what he knew had happened anyway. A sigh of relief came from the tall male when Shai mentioned it wasn't drugs or anything as serious as a concussion. He did mention it was probably a student though. "Well... Adrian does know how to get on people's nerves..." Aryn mentioned though his attention was pulled away by yelling outside. Of course Shai mentioned they should figure out what was happening and it wasn't like Aryn disagreed.
Stepping outside the ginger hardly expected to be greeted by the sight of the albino ontop of a teal haired boy, electricity coursing all around him. "Mounseiur Vang!" Aryn stated in a stern tone as his violet eyes focused between the two. "What are you two doing?" Aryn would have moved to pull the albino off, but he figured that would be like sticking a fork into a socket at this moment. The ginger suddenly sighed and shook his head, running a hand through his hair. "You.... You did something to Adrian didn't you?"
Well Aryn hardly thought of Amos as a trouble maker but considering the position he was in currently and the fact that Adrian was fine until he had encountered Amos, even a blind person could put that much together. "Please let Monsieur Emipher go." Though Aryn looked less than pleased, he still had a rather soft expression on his face. His mind on the other hand was hardly as calm, a million things running through it. Though he hardly wanted to discuss anything in front of Shai. "Shai, could I trouble you to take you up on your offer was watching Adrian until Shinrah can grab him? I will deal with Monsieur Vang."
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Post by Amos Vang on Feb 16, 2017 0:29:55 GMT
I felt the darkness as it tried to pull me down | [attr="class","scroll"] Amos stopped and turned his head a bit, the electricity falling away from him as he slowly got off of the other male. Amos just stood over him for a moment, his expression flat and cold as he watched Rishe scoot out from under him and slowly stand up. Though, when the aqua haired teen spat at his feet and muttered something under his breath, Amos punched him in the side of the head. It was a quick movement, and then he was back into his normal position, his hands on his hips. Rishe flopped to the ground again and Amos stepped on his face. But he didn't once speak, despite the words being said to him.
Shai looked towards the other male and nodded. "Of course I'll keep an eye on him. Rishe if you would kindly get out from under there, I can take a look at you." Just the way he said it made Amos step off of him. As much as he wanted to kick the other teen in the gut, he refrained. Rishe crawled up and made his way into the nurses office. Shai just shook his head and followed him, but he didn't seem the least bit surprised.
Amos just turned towards the teacher and bowed in a polite manner before turning and going into the library for a rather short moment before he and Luka came out together. Luka bowed and apologized and thanked the albino about a million times while Amos looked like he wanted nothing to do with it, before the two walked over to the teacher. The whole thing only took around a minute as Luka had been right inside the door, watching the whole thing.
"Sorry, Mister Phenix... He was just... protecting me... Sorry..." Luka bowed to the teacher as well before thanking Amos again and scurrying off to wherever he had originally been headed to.
Amos finally turned his attention towards the teacher as he picked up their bags off of the floor, holding Aryn's out to him. "Yeah. I did. He's not hurt or anything, and it's probably worn off by now. Usually does unless I can see them." He shrugged a bit. "Sorry. He was just so.... obnoxious.. And I have a headache." He shook his head. He knew it wasn't an excuse. "As for that fucktard."oh no, he wasn't shy at all about swearing in front of teachers. "I saw Luka run into the library like his tail was on fire. Knew that prick wasn't far behind. Caught him off guard and beat him into submission. And then... You two happened. Though, I'm probably lucky that you did. I don't really seem to have an off switch."
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Post by Deleted on Feb 16, 2017 0:51:51 GMT
Aryn PhenixDon't you run from me, feel it coming, oh lord There's just way too many temptations, oh lord
WORDS: 487 || TAGS: Amos Vang || Notes: Words here [attr="class","nthlftsybdytxt1"]The ginger was sure he sighed for about the hundreth time and facepalmed for about the fiftith when Rishe was stupid enough to continue taunting to the albino male. Shai managed to get the teal haired male free though and took him away into the nurses office. Amos offered a bow toward Aryn, but before he could say anything walked off toward the library. Out he came with a petite male, one Aryn recognized. After all, the teacher knew who he was.
As the small boy walked over and apologized, Aryn offered a soft smile toward him and nodded his head watching as he scurried away. His original companion now faced him and held out his bag, which Aryn took. An apology came after admitting that he had been the one who did indeed "break" Adrian. He did also offer an explanation for beating Rishe, but honestly Amos wasn't the first student he had witnessed having a problem with the teal haired boy, and considering he got to see first hand some of his behavior, well... He was understanding of it.
"Well as a teacher I can't condone violence. Though as a person, I can't say he didn't have it coming. As for Adrian...." He stuck a hand in his pocket and shook his head, "Well, I know he can be a handful... But please... Try to refrain from it again? Well, not that I hope you encounter him again. I don't think I could wish that on anyone." He laughed a bit and ran his hand through his hair before looking toward the albino. "Well, I know you have had a rather eventful day.... Are you sure you are still up for cooking?"
So maybe Aryn was a little bit too understanding and willing to forgive people. He was just a nice guy though and he honestly couldn't help it. Besides, a kid with a situation like his, well he was probably going to get into trouble and the ginger honestly was surprised it wasn't more.
Feel my pulse as I breathe at hundred and three; Oh Lord, oh Lord; I'm not afraid of the trip; In a pool filled with sin; He said don't you run from me while I take it off; Take it off, take it off; Tell me your name while I break you off; There's just way too many temptations, oh Lord; I can feel it coming in the air tonight; Feel it coming, oh Lord, feel it coming; When the rhythm hits, I'm not afraid to die, oh Lord [googlefont="Abel"][googlefont="Kalam"] [newclass=.nthlftsybdytxt1]margin-top:-20px;padding:10px;border-left:#ffaebd solid 4px;text-align:justify;width:400px;font-family:'Abel';font-size:12px;color:#c1c1c1;[/newclass] [newclass=.nthlftsybdytxt1 b]color:#ffc9d3;[/newclass] [newclass=.nthlftsybdytxt1 i]color:#ff93a7;[/newclass]
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Post by Amos Vang on Feb 16, 2017 1:00:23 GMT
I felt the darkness as it tried to pull me down | [attr="class","scroll"] Amos just sort of stood there staring at the floor like any bad behaving kid might when being scolded. Not that Aryn was scolding him. He was actually sort of surprised that he wasn't being scolded for it. After a moment he looked up a bit towards the teacher and shook his head, a slightly amused smile on his face. Well, at least he was being honest with him. "I try not to be a violent person... But I have some issues with it. And Luka is a nice kid. I hate seeing him being bullied. Hell, that's how I met him. I can't really believe his mother lets that prick torment him like that." He shook his head and made an amused noise at the mention of not wishing Adrian on anyone. He could definitely see why. "Maybe that should be your detention policy. Just sit and listen to him go on about things."
Of course he had meant it lightly, but at the moment, he wasn't sure just where he stood with the teacher, who was surprisingly cool headed considering he had just wiped the floor with his cousin. "Ah, yeah! I mean... You're not gonna write me up?" Though, he had said that Rishe deserved it, which was an understatement. But still, he pointed towards the office with a bit of surprise on his face.
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Post by Deleted on Feb 16, 2017 1:23:56 GMT
Aryn PhenixDon't you run from me, feel it coming, oh lord There's just way too many temptations, oh lord
WORDS: 789 || TAGS: Amos Vang || Notes: Words here [attr="class","nthlftsybdytxt1"]At the suggestion of using Adrian as a punishment the ginger laughed. "That is actually a really good idea. Adrian would probably be up for it too since he would get to meet new people." He shook his head still laughing about it as he imagined it. "Certainly people would be much better behaved in class." Not that Aryn really had a problem with people misbehaving. In fact, Adrian was usually the cause of disturbance in his classes. He supposed it would still be punishment if Adrian had to sit by himself without anyone to talk to either. Though honestly, he was almost certain if left unsupervised the male would find some sort of trouble to get in to.
Amos seemed a bit surprised that Aryn wasn't going to write him up and the ginger just smirked. Leaning down toward him so that he could lower his voice, his violet eyes focused on the albino, "Well... If I wrote you up, wouldn't you just black mail me more?" After all, that was why Aryn hadn't written him up the first time. He stood up straight again that friendly smile still on his face, "But no. You were merely defending someone in the case of Rishe... And well anyone who can get Adrian to stop bouncing around is a miracle worker." The ginger did glance toward the office though before looking back to the teen. "We will just call your little cooking lesson, community service. Then we should both be safe." Aryn mentioned before gesturing for the male to follow him.
They went around toward the back where the teacher's parking was, and Aryn moved toward the passenger side first to open the door and let Amos in before placing his bag into the back seat and getting in himself. It didn't take them terribly long to get to his place. Maybe about 20 minutes driving. They pulled up in a decent neighborhood, to a nice townhome. Aryn got out of the car, and moved around the side to once again do a gentlemanly thing and open Amos' door for him. Manners were apparently big to this guy.
Leading the way up the steps, he opened the door and let the kid in first, turning the lights on behind him. "Well, welcome to my home... Again, I apologize I didn't clean for company." Even though any normal person wouldn't be able to tell. The home was near spotless. It was fairly spacious despite looking a bit small on the outside. From the entrance there was a bathroom to the right and a staircase to the left - leading to the bedroom and master bath. Down the short hallway was the kitchen which only had a counter separating it from the living room which only had a tv, couch and piano. The kitchen was a big kitchen with an island in the middle, which was why Aryn had gotten the place in the first place. From the living room was a sliding door leading to patio where he had obviously started a small garden.
"Please make yourself at home. I know it's probably weird or something.... But, I don't mind." Well that probably only made it weirder? Telling people to relax usually had the opposite effect, and going to someone else's house was always awkward the first time. Not to mention they were teacher and student, and Amos knew he was that sort of teacher with those sort of thoughts. Aryn placed his bag down on a small table in the hallway, unbuttoning a few buttons on his shirt and then pulling his hair back into a loose ponytail. As he began to roll his sleeves up he looked toward the albino. "Did you want to relax a bit, or just dive right in?" The ginger asked, of course talking about cooking.
Feel my pulse as I breathe at hundred and three; Oh Lord, oh Lord; I'm not afraid of the trip; In a pool filled with sin; He said don't you run from me while I take it off; Take it off, take it off; Tell me your name while I break you off; There's just way too many temptations, oh Lord; I can feel it coming in the air tonight; Feel it coming, oh Lord, feel it coming; When the rhythm hits, I'm not afraid to die, oh Lord [googlefont="Abel"][googlefont="Kalam"] [newclass=.nthlftsybdytxt1]margin-top:-20px;padding:10px;border-left:#ffaebd solid 4px;text-align:justify;width:400px;font-family:'Abel';font-size:12px;color:#c1c1c1;[/newclass] [newclass=.nthlftsybdytxt1 b]color:#ffc9d3;[/newclass] [newclass=.nthlftsybdytxt1 i]color:#ff93a7;[/newclass]
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Post by Amos Vang on Feb 16, 2017 1:49:13 GMT
I felt the darkness as it tried to pull me down | [attr="class","scroll"] Amos shrunk a little as the teacher got a bit closer to him. "Err..." The whole blackmail thing wasn't below him but... It wasn't like he really wanted to do it again. Hell, he hadn't really wanted to do it in the first place, but he didn't know any other ways to really survive so... Amos let out some shaky breath and rand a hand through his hair as the teacher backed off again. He was definitely relieved, but still completely embarrassed about it. "Good." He just hoped they could get out of there before the principal heard what happened from her stupid pet.
Amos followed him towards the teacher's lot, which he had honestly never come across before, and just looked around a bit. He hadn't really realized just how many teachers lived off campus before. He glanced at Aryn's car when the door was opened for him. But he supposed he couldn't really complain. Hopefully it was at least far enough to justify riding in a death trap. The albino spent the whole ride curled up, clutching his bag in his lap, as close to the window as he could possibly get. Now here was a kid who was never going to get his drivers license. It was actually quite a distance to the teacher's house, and he did sort of calm down about halfway through the ride, realizing that yes, he would have definitely hated walking this whole way.
The albino thanked him as the door was opened and he was very happy to finally be out of the thing. He took a look around, just... Admiring the place. The neighborhood seemed decent enough. He doubted that he had ever been in a nice place like this in his entire life. Once the door was opened, his jaw sort of dropped. To some people this might be small, but to him, his dorm room was big. This place was beyond perfect, and he quickly found himself removing his shoes and looking around. After all, he wasn't just going to walk around such a nice place with his dirty ass shoes on. He found himself ignoring whatever the teacher had to tell him as he made his way to the piano, letting his fingers just run across the keys without actually pressing any of them.
"Your... it's... It's beautiful here..."
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Post by Deleted on Feb 16, 2017 2:05:48 GMT
Aryn PhenixDon't you run from me, feel it coming, oh lord There's just way too many temptations, oh lord
WORDS: 317 || TAGS: Amos Vang || Notes: Words here [attr="class","nthlftsybdytxt1"]Aryn looked toward the albino who seemed to be admiring the piano... Well, along with everything else. As he mentioned it being beautiful Aryn looked around the place wondering if they were looking at the same thing. Still he smiled, "Well, thank you. It is pretty cozy." He gestured toward the piano which Amos had seemed to gravitate to. "Do you play?" Far be it from Aryn to assume that Amos couldn't just because of his living situation. After all the albino boy surprised him plenty for one day.
Stepping over to the piano himself he gestured toward the bench there with a smile. "Please by all means." He mentioned. "If you know how, I would love to hear something. I would say I'm a novice myself, so I enjoy hearing others play." The ginger mentioned as he moved to sit on the edge of the couch so he could still face the albino boy in case he didn't feel too shy to play something for him.
Feel my pulse as I breathe at hundred and three; Oh Lord, oh Lord; I'm not afraid of the trip; In a pool filled with sin; He said don't you run from me while I take it off; Take it off, take it off; Tell me your name while I break you off; There's just way too many temptations, oh Lord; I can feel it coming in the air tonight; Feel it coming, oh Lord, feel it coming; When the rhythm hits, I'm not afraid to die, oh Lord [googlefont="Abel"][googlefont="Kalam"] [newclass=.nthlftsybdytxt1]margin-top:-20px;padding:10px;border-left:#ffaebd solid 4px;text-align:justify;width:400px;font-family:'Abel';font-size:12px;color:#c1c1c1;[/newclass] [newclass=.nthlftsybdytxt1 b]color:#ffc9d3;[/newclass] [newclass=.nthlftsybdytxt1 i]color:#ff93a7;[/newclass]
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