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Post by Amos Vang on Apr 1, 2017 20:47:19 GMT
I felt the darkness as it tried to pull me down | [attr="class","scroll"] Amos was quite irritated at everything right now, not that many who knew him could really blame him. There was a lot going through his head. Most of it self-depreciating garbage, so maybe it was a good thing that Michael made him turn and face him, lacing their fingers together. Still, he couldn't help his irritation, his own short temper. Usually he was so calm and collected about things. So good at hiding how he really felt. After all, to him, feelings were nothing but weakness. But these last six months, secretive or not, had been... Pretty damn amazing. He had been happy. So much so that his boss and coworkers had noticed a change in him. But then all of this threw him for a bit of a loop, and he questioned whether or not being happy was worth having things destroyed like that.
He was pulled from those thoughts as Michael kissed him again. Gods, he was getting too comfortable with doing that. Amos pulled away and crossed his arms over his chest, looking off to the side so that he didn't have to look at the other male. He wasn't even sure why he was so irritated. here Michael was, trying to make things better... And yet...
It wasn't really a surprise to the albino when he just suddenly snapped and punched the blonde straight across the face. He didn't usually hit people unless they deserved it. But for some reason, that made everything feel a lot better. Afterwards, he shook his hand a bit. Alright, so he probably hit him a lot harder than he should have if it actually made his knuckles hurt. He took the blonde's good wrist in his grasp and pulled him up into a rather heated kiss, well, for the albino anyways, after all he was usually so meek and timid about such things. Still, he shifted them around and pressed the other male into the fence, using his free hand to dig his fingers into Michael's soft blonde hair. After a few moments, he pulled away, lightly panting against his lips before letting him go and taking a step back. Well. He felt much better now. "I have to get to class." And without another word, he picked up his bag and left towards the stairs, no doubt doing exactly that.
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Lucien was just getting settled into his desk when he saw the blonde walk in, sporting a rather red jaw. "Oi. Dio mio.. Hey! Over here!" He waved a bit to get the blonde's attention, but decided just to get up and walk over to him. "Get in another fight did you?" Not that it was really his business. "How's the other guy, eh?"
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Post by Michael Cousteau on Apr 1, 2017 22:23:00 GMT
Michael hadn't really been expecting the punch to his face after Amos had pulled out of the kiss, the blonde teen's left hand flying up to his face where he got punched as he fell back to the ground a bit, a grunt escaping him. He looked up at him in some shock from that until his wrist was grabbed and he was pulled up only to be met with a heated kiss from the albino. Well, as heated as it could get due to how meek the first year could be. However, it didn't take him much time to return the heated kiss to his boyfriend, wrapping his right arm around his waist as they shifted around a bit until his back was pressed against the fence. He didn't mind how the albino dug his fingers into his blonde hair as he returned the heated kiss as much as he could until it was broken. He panted lightly against his boyfriend's lips as well until he pulled away and stepped back. He blinked once as Amos told him that he needed to go to class and then departed with his bag, leaving Michael leaning against the fence for a few moments in an almost dazed manner. A grin slowly made its way across his features before he, too, departed to go to class as well. ~~~~~~ Michael had entered class feeling far more better than he had been earlier, completely forgetting about the red mark on his jaw where he had gotten punched by his boyfriend. His attention was grabbed rather quickly when Lucien had called over to him and then soon approached him. At his comment on getting into another fight, a light laugh escaped the blonde as he grinned. "Nah, no fight. Boyfriend just punched me as we were working things out." He chuckled, obviously in a far better mood now. He then moved to take an empty seat by Lucien so that he could still talk to the albino teen. "He's a lot better now too, thankfully." He added as he ran his left hand through his hair to better fix it up. "Ah, so do you have your school schedule yet? Maybe we can see if we have any more classes together." He said as he leaned over towards Lucien a bit from where he sat. [googlefont=Alice][googlefont=Lobster] |
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Post by Lucien Castiglione on Apr 1, 2017 22:35:54 GMT
 Your sin gonna waste you brother,
No way you'll be alright
You're fuckin' with the wrong wolf baby
Darkness gonna break your light
No prayer gonna part my thunder
No one's gonna change my mind
You're fuckin' with sickness baby,
Your heart is a plague on mine I am a Missle, I am the Fire
Love is Destruction "Oh? Interesting this boyfriend of yours seems to be." He did look genuinely shocked that the kid that had been fighting a third year when he first saw him, let someone get the upper hand. Let alone someone that was supposed to care about him. He wasn't so sure that hitting each other was really the right way to approach whatever situation they were in, but it wasn't like it was his business, so he didn't bother asking. "Bene, that he's feeling... Better." Lucien made his way back to his desk, and smiled lightly as Michael asked about his schedule. "Si, si. Hmm.. Where did I put it..?" He swore in Italian as he dug through his pockets before finally finding the stupid paper and handing it over. "First official day of classes, since yesterday was just a tour. Nice dorms they have here, no?" After a few moments he rested his elbow on his desk, propping his head up with his arm as he leaned against it, just watching the blonde. "So, what sort of things are there to do for fun around here, hmm?" But this war is mine, this war is mine [googlefont=Bigshot One][googlefont=Mirza] |
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Post by Michael Cousteau on Apr 2, 2017 2:42:40 GMT
Michael accepted the paper that was handed over to him and pulled out a pencil as he marked which classes they shared. At the question the Italian boy asked, Michael lifted his gaze from the paper and handed it back over to him. "Well... There are clubs here... Like the Martial Arts Club.. But it really depends on what you like I guess." He spoke as he shrugged slightly. "I mean, there's the Nature Park and the Boardwalk..." He spoke, leaning back in his chair in thought before he pulled out his phone to try and look up what else was in the area. "Ah, there's also a lighthouse people visit as well as an amusement park, aquarium, and planetarium." He told him as he put his phone away and looked back to Lucien. "Any of those pique your interest?" He questioned with a small grin as he momentarily ignored the teacher. Word count: --- Tag: Lucien Castiglione |
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Post by Lucien Castiglione on Apr 2, 2017 7:15:50 GMT
Your sin gonna waste you brother,
No way you'll be alright
You're fuckin' with the wrong wolf baby
Darkness gonna break your light
No prayer gonna part my thunder
No one's gonna change my mind
You're fuckin' with sickness baby,
Your heart is a plague on mine I am a Missle, I am the Fire
Love is Destruction Lucien was totally all about ignoring the teacher. He listened intently as Michael listed off places that he may eventually have to visit. "Ahh.. No. Not really. Martial arts sounds interesting buuuut. I'm probably over qualified." He chuckled a bit. After all, he was a highly skilled and highly trained assassin. He wouldn't want to accidentally kill someone. "Being a spoiled rich kid really takes the fun out of most things. Screw aquariums when you can travel the world, no?" But of course, he was kidding to some extent, his comments all said with a light-hearted smile. "I meant specifically you though. If you had any interests or anything that you would suggest." He paused for a moment before a small smirk crossed his face. "How about anywhere you've taken your boyfriend, eh?" But this war is mine, this war is mine [googlefont=Bigshot One][googlefont=Mirza] |
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Post by Michael Cousteau on Apr 2, 2017 17:03:04 GMT
Michael chuckled a little in amusement at his words about the martial arts club. He had begun to pull out some items he needed for class when Lucien had mentioned something else, making him scoff a bit in amusement as well. "Well, it's hard when you have everything just a call away." He responded in a joking manner, though he wasn't wrong with that either... Though when the conversation turned to what he liked to do, Michael paused and scratched an itch on his jawline. "Uh, well... I'm a boring person I suppose. Reading and playing the violin are my thing... Hell, I'd love to go to a shooting range to fire off some guns. Oh, motorcycles too." He mentioned, but his face grew red when he had asked what places he had taken his boyfriend. "O-oh um..." He glanced away briefly, some embarrassment evident across his features as he looked back to his newfound friend. "We don't really go out much... So... I don't think we've ever really left campus for a date." He admitted as his left hand had moved to rub the back of his neck. "Then again, I'm no expert in this so." He added with a small chuckle and a slight shrug. Word count: --- Tag: Lucien Castiglione |
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Post by Lucien Castiglione on Apr 2, 2017 18:19:05 GMT
Your sin gonna waste you brother,
No way you'll be alright
You're fuckin' with the wrong wolf baby
Darkness gonna break your light
No prayer gonna part my thunder
No one's gonna change my mind
You're fuckin' with sickness baby,
Your heart is a plague on mine I am a Missle, I am the Fire
Love is Destruction Lucien nodded as Michael spoke about things he would do. Shooting ranges and motorcycles. Well. That was probably the best thing he had heard all day. "Oooh? I wouldn't mind that. Do you have a motorcycle then?" He tilted his head a bit to the side, ignoring the teacher telling them to be quiet. But it was mentioned that the blonde and his boyfriend never really went out before on dates, and he couldn't help but blink in surprise. "Oh? Still new to the whole dating thing or... Just don't have the time?" He didn't really understand why he wouldn't go out with his boyfriend if they were together. Then again, he had no actual idea who Amos was or what he was. They hadn't had the pleasure of meeting just yet. "Maybe you should change that, no? What sort of places does he like?" But this war is mine, this war is mine [googlefont=Bigshot One][googlefont=Mirza] |
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Post by Michael Cousteau on Apr 3, 2017 15:17:04 GMT
Michael grinned at the question about the motorcycle, nodding in confirmation to Lucien. "Oui! Back at my estate in France! Not many people know I can ride one, not even my boyfriend! I'm thinking on having it shipped over here so I can ride it around a bit." He responded to him, glad that he had a similar interest in motorcycles. Or at least that's what it seemed. At the question in response to his own words of not really going out on dates, a faint blush rose to Michael's cheeks as an awkward chuckle escaped him slightly. "Ah.. Um... B-both? Probably...more so the first than the latter I guess." He spoke, briefly glancing up to where the teacher was to momentarily listen to what he was saying before turning his attention back to Lucien. "I mean, well...he doesn't really want to be...spoiled I guess... Though he does like to cook... He hates riding in cars too, so when we go out to town we have to walk everywhere." He told him, shaking his head a little. He went quiet for a few moments in thought, thinking about his last words. "Mm...maybe... I could try to take him out somewhere." He spoke slowly, trying to think of any possible places he could take his boyfriend out for a date. Word count: --- Tag: Lucien Castiglione |
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Post by Lucien Castiglione on Apr 3, 2017 17:48:16 GMT
Your sin gonna waste you brother,
No way you'll be alright
You're fuckin' with the wrong wolf baby
Darkness gonna break your light
No prayer gonna part my thunder
No one's gonna change my mind
You're fuckin' with sickness baby,
Your heart is a plague on mine I am a Missle, I am the Fire
Love is Destruction Lucien had to blink at the thought of someone not liking riding in cars. "He... Walks?" Well shit. Not even Lucien liked to walk. "Now I can see why you never go anywhere. I would die." He chuckled a little and nodded at that fact. But hey, at least he was being quite honest about it. Perhaps sometime he would meet this mysterious boyfriend of his. "Hey! You two! Enough chatter or I'm kicking you out of class!" "Well, I guess that's that, no?" Lucien chuckled a bit and actually turned forward in his chair to attempt to pay attention, but he wasn't exactly the attention kind of kid. He leaned back in his chair and kicked his feet up on his desk, because he cared that little about class. "So, mi amico. When do I get to meet this mysterious boyfriend of yours hmm?" But this war is mine, this war is mine [googlefont=Bigshot One][googlefont=Mirza] |
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Post by Michael Cousteau on Apr 3, 2017 22:38:29 GMT
Michael chuckled at Lucien's response as to the walking, grinning a little as he glanced over at him. "Heh, yeah... Still not all that used to it." He spoke as he lifted his left hand to run it through his blonde hair. Though his eyes flicked back up to the front of the room as the teacher snapped at them to practically shut up. Michael rolled his eyes but shifted in his seat and began to pay attention a bit as he took down some notes, at least until he heard Lucien speak again. He glanced over to the albino boy and tilted his head slightly in thought for a few moments. A small grin crossed his features as he reached his left hand down, since he had begun to grow accustomed to writing left-handed due to his cast, and pulled out his boyfriend's phone from his pocket and held it up a bit to let him see. "Well, I forgot to give this back to him... So maybe we can find him on our way to the next class so I can give it back to him." He told him as he slipped it back into his pocket and gathered his pencil back up to continue taking notes. "He's similar to you in a way, but I'm going to be an asshole and not say what." He spoke after a moment, a teasing grin being thrown his friend's way briefly. Word count: --- Tag: Lucien Castiglione |
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Post by Lucien Castiglione on Apr 3, 2017 23:37:29 GMT
Your sin gonna waste you brother,
No way you'll be alright
You're fuckin' with the wrong wolf baby
Darkness gonna break your light
No prayer gonna part my thunder
No one's gonna change my mind
You're fuckin' with sickness baby,
Your heart is a plague on mine I am a Missle, I am the Fire
Love is Destruction Class seemed to go on forever and ever and eeeevvverrr. Gods, it was sooo boring. Of course he and Michael chatted through most of it, so he didn't really get too much of a chance to be too bored. Once it was over, he simply smiled and followed after the blonde. He would say hi to random passersby, but continued on his way with Michael, very intrigued as to whom exactly his boyfriend could be. However, it was fairly obvious that despite being brand new, Lucien was already quite popular. Still, he'd just shrug it off, his curiosity worse than a cat's. "So. Where is this fidanzato(boyfriend) of yours?" ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ Amos sighed as he stood with Luka and Adrian near the latter third year's locker. "I toooold youu~ I gave it to Michaaaeeel!" "Yeah, and if I'm late because of you, I'm going to beat your stupid face in." "Come on you two stop it!" Amos huffed as the feline male stepped between the two of them. "Besides. It'll be fine. I've already texted Michael to meet me here, so you'll get your phone back if you just stick around for a bit, yeah?" "I swear to the gods.. If I'm late..." "I'll escort you to class then, it won't be a problem, okay? I'm not going to let you get expelled because of something like this. Now it's just protecting me from Rishe that's the only real matter here." "Kinda hard to beat the shit out of someone when you can't beat the shit out of someone..." Amos muttered, leaning against the lockers and crossing his arms over his chest. "Ahh! Lighten up Grumpypaaants!" As much as he wanted to pat the albino on the head, Adrian really did think twice of that one. "Look~ There's blondie now~ Oooh~ And he's got that new sexy thing with him too~" Of course that comment did actually make the albino turn and look, because really, who the hell would Michael have with him? It wasn't like he really had any friends. But his eyes narrowed at the Italian. Well. This was going to be interesting wasn't it? But this war is mine, this war is mine [googlefont=Bigshot One][googlefont=Mirza] |
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Post by Michael Cousteau on Apr 4, 2017 0:32:46 GMT
Michael had gotten a text from Luka telling him where to meet him, gladly leading the way over there with Lucien. "Those other two people at lunch earlier, they're friends with him I believe... Well, they know him better if not a bit longer than me." He spoke, ignoring everyone else as they walked with ease. He had made some small talk with Lucien on the way there, mainly talking about motorcycles since the albino seemed to like them as well. Though as they approached the trio, Michael looked over and smiled over at Amos primarily. However, even he took notice of the way he looked at Lucien. Oh boy... The blonde teen merely approached his albino boyfriend and pulled out his phone and took the liberty of slipping it into his pocket as he gave him a kiss. "Forgot to give that to you," he spoke as he took a small step back and then glanced over to Lucien before he glanced between them. "Lucien, this is my boyfriend. Amos, that's Lucien, classmate of mine and also a friend." He spoke, not exactly sure how the both of them would react to one another. Word count: --- Tag: Amos Vang |
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Post by Amos Vang on Apr 4, 2017 3:19:15 GMT
I felt the darkness as it tried to pull me down | [attr="class","scroll"] Amos did not stop glaring at the other albino, feeling somewhat threatened by him. Why did he have to be so much hotter than he was? Was Michael attracted to him? He couldn't help the surge of jealousy that overtook him. But luckily Michael's aura shifted when they approached him. And the other albino's... Friendly. That really was all there was. For now. Michael gently kissed him and slid his phone into his pocket and he huffed. The other albino moved in, all smiles and friendliness and placed a kiss to each of his cheeks in greeting, which really took him by surprise. "Nice to finally meet you, mi amico! Michael's spoken so highly of you!"
"Piacere di conoscerti(nice to meet you)..."
"Oooh! Tu parli Italiano(You speak Italian)? Hohoho! You never told me he could do that!" Lucien had an incredibly impressed expression on his face as he turned to face Michael.
"Err.. Solo un po(only a little)..." Amos muttered, trying to push off a blush. This was just not normal. Who the fuck was this guy?
"Aahh! Si! Si! Moto Bene! Ahh. Sorry Michael. I think he's my prediletto(favorite/darling). So skilled~" Lucien looped an arm around Amos's shoulders and looped the other arm around Michael's. "We're going to accomplish great things together, no?"
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Post by Michael Cousteau on Apr 5, 2017 13:04:02 GMT
Michael blinked in surprise as Amos had started to speak in Italian to Lucien, his eyes flicking over to Lucien as he spoke. "This is a surprise for me too," he responded as he glanced between them for a few moments until the albino's arms looped around Amos' and his own shoulders. "Huh?!" He turned his head to look at Lucien before a small laugh escaped him. "Like what?" He asked, poking his side with a finger. He then glanced over to his boyfriend and gave him a smile. "Meet you during a break in the usual spot?" He questioned him, his left arm going up to grab hold of Lucien's arm that was looped around his shoulders. "Ah, we better get going too. Don't want to make you late for class." He slipped out of Lucien's grasp and gave Luka and Adrain and small wave of farewell before he grabbed Lucien by his sleeve and began to drag him off a bit so that they could all get to their next class. Word count: --- Tag: Lucien Castiglione |
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Post by Lucien Castiglione on Apr 5, 2017 20:22:50 GMT
Your sin gonna waste you brother,
No way you'll be alright
You're fuckin' with the wrong wolf baby
Darkness gonna break your light
No prayer gonna part my thunder
No one's gonna change my mind
You're fuckin' with sickness baby,
Your heart is a plague on mine I am a Missle, I am the Fire
Love is Destruction Amos was not very fond of having an arm around his shoulders and quickly ducked out of that, but that didn't make Lucien let go of Michael. The younger albino huffed and nodded to Michael's request to meet up with him later, turning to leave for class, his thoughts filled with stupid jealousness. Sure, he was sort of glad that Michael had a friend. But did it have to be an albino? A small growl rose in his throat. He knew he was being stupid, but still, it irritated him. Another huff left him as he shook his head. No. It was ridiculous. And he seriously needed to punch himself in the face or something. ~ ~ ~ ~ Getting to his next class was easy enough with Michael leading him around. Unfortunately it wasn't a class that they shared, so he bid him farewell and took his seat, watching the blonde run off to his own class. No doubt that they would meet again for the last class of the day. Now, just to make it through literature without dying. ~ ~ ~ ~ It didn't take long for people to flock to him, after all, he was very charismatic and the biggest flirt there was. So by the time Michael walked in, Lucien was just sitting casually on his desk, waving his hand a bit as he spoke and smiled and played the people around him like a finely tuned violin. "Ah! Mi amico!" He hopped up off of his desk and made his way over to Michael, once more wrapping his arm around the blonde's shoulders and walking over to his desk. "Any plans for after school? I was thinking about checking out the clubs. Seeing if there is anything worth doing. You want to come?" But this war is mine, this war is mine [googlefont=Bigshot One][googlefont=Mirza] |
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