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Sυммer Rαιɴ || Wrιтιɴɢ ιѕ α cαllιɴɢ, ɴoт α cнoιce.
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Oct 04, 2015 03:48PM
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Aspen sat at one of the empty tables in the library, his headphones over his head, which in turn messed up his hair to a degree. He was reading, or at least pretended to be, but though he had the book propped up, he was actually playing on his DS. Pokemon, to be exactly. Ochre eyes alight with the challenge of the game, he wasted no time beating his opponent, but quickly dropped the gaming device in his lap and flipped the page in the book when a librarian neared, offering her a charming, 100% studious smile, though that, of course, was not the case. As soon as she was gone, he was back to exactly what he'd been doing before, nodding his head to the beat of his song. It was a full moon tomorrow, and though the werewolves would be out full force, it was the best night for him to change into his other form and burn off some pent up energy.
The strong aura of pride was able to felt even as Zenon walked in, just spreading amongst the room and enlightening it with his warm gleam. Anyone would know when the student was walking down the hallway, even when he was across the school. That's how powerful and prideful the sin was. His voice was golden, like honey as he spoke quietly to the librarian. He was shamelessly flirting, accepting her compliments as common knowledge yet shooting them at her as if she were a goddess. He had buttered her up enough to dodge the question as to why he was out of class, him sauntering into the rows of books to look as if he were searching for a book, but soon moving out into the area of the tables. And there was the golden boy. He was dressed in anything but the school uniform. He wore a dark grey long-sleeved shirt, enough to press to his skin and show off his lean, toned torso. His hair was a golden blonde with a hint of brown, spiked bangs and looking rather attractive on him. He smirked that killer smirk of his, his sparkling green eyes falling on Aspen. He slid into a seat next to his, a charming smile on his lips. "And to what do I owe the pleasure of catching such a rare beauty of a creature such as yourself?" The low, gruff british tone was seductive and alluring, one that would make nearly anyone melt. He obviously was a new student, or was just now making an appearance, and he was making himself known.
Aspen hummed softly to his music, completely destroying his opponent, not even noticing that someone had sat next to him. He was so absorbed in his game, that when he did finish and looked up to see if the librarian had seen him, he saw Zenon out of the corner of his eye and yelped. Rather loudly in the quiet library too. Jumping, his DS flew out of his hands and clattered to the ground between them, headphones uprooting off of his head and falling in his lap. His large textbook fell over onto the desk with a loud 'CLAP', and he stood there, cheeks red, looking quiet embarrassed. "O-Oh my god..I'm so sorry!" He exclaimed, fumbling for his headphones and ds on the ground.
Zenon kept his charming aura and his prideful stance, awaiting the response of the younger man, his eyes that sparkling green and a smirk on his face. Noticing he wasn't looking at him, he lightly cleared his throat, trying to catch his attention. With a light sigh, he shook his head, just awaiting for the other to notice him. A perfectly good pick-up line wasted on deaf ears. He kept his pride though, arching an eyebrow when he yelped. He watched the whole ordeal, chuckling faintly as he freaked out, and calmed down the librarian who was getting upset about the ruckus. He let his head rest within his palm as he observed Aspen, looking him up and down. "Why apologize? Apologies not allowed in the act of being cute."
He blushed, clutching his stuff to his chest and staring up at him in a bit of confusion, before he blushed once more, refusing to make eye contact with the other. "I-I assure you that I'm not cute." He mumbled, brushing his bangs out of his eyes and quickly stuffing everything in his backpack, pausing once before sticking out his hand for the other to shake. "My name's Aspen."
His eyes proved his interest in the boy, though he rose from his seat as he offered his hand in greeting. He took a knee, bringing the other's hand to his lips, and pressing a gentle kiss to his knuckles. He looked up, breath warm on his skin as he spoke in that gruff british tone. "We see ourselves in a different light than what other's see. So how can you know if you're cute or not?" He rose to his feet once more and let his foot fall behind his opposing ankle and bent his knee, arm draping across his chest as he bowed. "The pleasure is mine, Aspen. My name is Zenon. Feel free to list me under a pet name of your choosing." He winked and ran a hand through his hair. "So, if it is not a problem, what might be your next class? We might share a similar schedule."
He froze, blushing hard now and looking anywhere but at Zenon when his hand was kissed, fidgeting and smiling weakly. He hated to say it, but Zenon did make him fell...well...cute. Slowly he nodded, and grinned. Pet name? "May I call you Zeze, then?" He teased. Quickly he nodded, eager to see if they shared any classes together. He rifled through his backpack, pressing his lips into a thin line until he found his schedule, yanking it out and smoothing it out on the desk. "Here." he murmured, offering it to him.
He chuckled low in his throat, dipping his head in a nod, casting a sideways glance at Aspen. "If that's what you prefer, so be it." He moved so he could pull his neatly folded schedule out of his pocket, observing the two, and he grinned. "Looks as if we have Professor Volkorov(prolly spelled that wrong), Miss Davidson, and Professor (Lust XD Can't think of his name). Quite a few classes together. We'll have to see if we can sit near each other." He nodded, folding his schedule back up and putting it in his pocket. He released a small sigh, turning to walk towards the book cases. "I do need to find a book, so you need not wait on me to go to the next class. I'll catch up. It was nice to meet you, Aspen." He offered a small wave and then walked into the bookcases.
((Oh my god the dynamic between Lust and the two of them would be priceless.))Aspen paused,taking his schedule back, and padded after Zenon without hesitation. "What kinda book? Maybe I can help. I grew up in Yokai... I know where everything is." He nodded, offering Zenon a lopsided grin. "I suggest you sit in the back of Professor Lust's class...he's kind of a perv. Used to rape students n' shit. He won't get fire though, his Daddy runs the school." He chattered, throwing his backpack onto his back and sighing.
Zenon glanced back at Aspen as he walked after him, letting him catch up so they could walk side-by-side. He listened to his spill about Professor Lust and gave a slight smirk. "Yes, Claude prefers hands-on projects, if you catch my drift." He then paused and glanced at the other with a low sigh. "I have a feeling that class will be a bitter one for me. Along with Professor Volkorov. But, pish posh, pish posh." He moved to the novels regarding mystery. "Just a book to read. To occupy my time as I need not participate in class."
((Zenon has history with Lust and with Markaus so this'll be fun. Doesn't quite remember Markaus but knows they're related somehow and he and Lust have a closer relationship than some might think, it's a fun thing to think about XD))
((Zenon has history with Lust and with Markaus so this'll be fun. Doesn't quite remember Markaus but knows they're related somehow and he and Lust have a closer relationship than some might think, it's a fun thing to think about XD))
(( Oooooo yeah and Aspen doesn't know that Zeze's a sin so he's like bluh the sins are stupid bluh bluh ))He smiled slightly. "Yeah. You could say that again." He chuckled, glancing around before pulling a rather hefty novel off of the shelf. "What about this one? I read it a few years back...it's pretty good once you get into it." He offered it to Zenon, beaming with pride at his choice. Yeah, Zenon's sin was quite infectious, but it hadn't exactly turned into a bad thing. Not yet, at least.
The sin noticed the pride that radiated off the younger boy and a smirk lit up his features. It was brief, but he let it slowly slip away. "Ah, a hefty thing. This should keep me busy. Any insight on the plot or is it a, 'You just have to read,' kind of book?" He asked, heading towards the check-out desk to scan his finger.
He smiled. "You'll just have to read it to find out." He nodded, stuffing his hands in his pockets and trailing after the other once again. "I'll just tell you, the killer is definitely not who you thought it was." He murmured, grinning. The killer was, in fact, the main character of the book, who had psychotic black out periods when he would horribly gut, maim, and kill people. It wasn't until the very end that they realized who they were. Quite a thrilling read, in his opinion.
He gave a nod. "Well, we shall see what happens," He offered a wink and then moved away after checking it out. He glanced towards Aspen and grinned. "Want to wreak havoc? Let's go visit Professor Valkorov's apartment. I'm sure that's not completely against the rules." He paused for a moment, and then another mischievous grin lit up his features. "I have a feeling some of the students weren't too happy with dearest professor." What he felt was based off of what Daemon saw. A trait shared amongst the sins.


