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Jun 08, 2014 04:12PM
"Well, I guess that leaves no hope for you then. Wonder what they catagorize people like you? Ahh, yeah." He mused, pretending to consider it a moment. "They don't." The blatent hint behind is words nearly swallowed the room in the ensuing silence.
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((Me neither... I stink at insults; so I thought an implied meaning that meant nothing about some random thing would be rude....))
"I made perfect sense," Damon smirked. "You're just to dumb to understand it. Guess you didn't catch that fact from before."
"What kind of academy student uses the word 'dumb?'" Weiss asked. "Are you really a grade-school student, on a visit?"
"Oh no, just dulling it down for the audianc-"With that Aleyne shoves the table back, getting to her feet. Her stormy eyes almost luminous in the dim light, irritation written plainly onto her features. "What's your problem!?" She demanded, cutting Damon off.
Weiss silenced himself. Aleyne knew how to handle herself, he knew, and he wasn't going to step in the way of her scolding.
Damon was about to retort with some witty remark, but her darkening glare put him off it. Not that it was anything impressive, quite the contrary, he found it appealing. "I haven't got a problem, do you?" His lips tugged upwards in lopsided grin. Aleyne gripped the table, using all her self control to keep from leaping across the room and strangling him. "You're about to," she replied, her tone flat and without improvication.
Damon rolled his eyes, making his decision. It was all worked out in his mind, down to the very detail. He just had yet to enact it, but he had time. "Very well then, enjoy your class you two." He turned, and left the room.
Adara walked in right in front of Drake, fairly nearly getting knocked over by Damon, but she didn't really care all that much. "You mean, you really ate the caterpillar, just to annoy your brother?" she giggled, "Because, let me get this straight, he was being too obsessive about you touching the filthy bug? Oh, gosh, did you run at him to lick him right after?"
Drake stepped into the room, a fiery energy buzzing around him. "Damon?" He asked, his attention breaking away from Adara for the moment. "Ahh, there you are! Has class started already?" He seemed oblivious to the fact that Damon was in the process of leaving the room. He intentionally didn't introduce Adara, instead letting Damon take the bulk of his presence over hers. He hoped she wouldn't try to engage in the conversation as well.
Oh, so this sallow, pithy looking guy was Damon. Adara smiled at him, making eye contact and folding her fingers in front of her. He probably needed to go to the restroom before attending class and was hurrying to be back on time. Well, maybe. She hoped he paid attention to his classes. He worried his brother enough as it was. "Hi, I'm Adara," she said lightly.
Drake almost cringed as he heard Adara's voice behind him, not that her staying silent would have protected her in anyway.Damon glanced over at her, his judge full gaze clearly condescending. "So Drake, is this the new toy you've picked up to entertain yourself with? Looks a little troll like, don't you think? I mean, hasn't anyone ever shown her how at least pose like a woman?" He rolled his gaze back over to Drake, cocking his head. "Though maybe that's not your type," he purred, his lip curling into a smirk.
She noticed the cringe and met Damon's gaze full on, eyeing him as if he were some litter blown in off the street. No more Ms. Nice Girl. "I don't believe anyone's ever taught you how to be a man, much less pose like one," she snorted, folding her arms over her chest. "You look like a dragon's toothpick, is that your job around here? I pity any creature they might have bonded with you, unless it gets toothpick benefits as well." She brushed some hair behind her ear.
"Sadly enough, I also pity the creature that was bonded to me." Damon leered, his eyes darkly wolfish as. "-But mostly, I pity you my dear, for being such a pathetic excuse of a woman. Who picked out your clothes, a blind guy who hates you?" He asked, looking her up and down sceptically.
"Maybe you should make it so you consider that creature lucky to be bonded to you. Get off your skinny butt and do something good with it." Her scowl deepened. She'd never cared about her appearance, but now she was half wishing she was wearing that ridiculous tent that was considered 'in fashion'. "Depends on what you believe a woman's purpose is," she countered, "And mine sure as hell isn't to be eye candy for a twig like you."
"Oh, I don't intend to." Damon answered, a smirk still lingering across his lips. "Ahh, not that might actually hurt if I even cared what you were saying. However, I've personally decided never to be aggravated by the less fortunate in life. After all, we aren't all born half male like yourself." With that, Drake finally interjected between the two. "Alright Damon, lay off her. She's not the one who came to see you."
"Oh, I see. You have feelings for this half breed?" Damon cut in, his tone overflowing with mockery.
Adara scowled at him. He might not hurt, but she most certainly did. "What do you mean, half male?!" she nearly roared, just as Drake interjected. She bit back angry words and swallowed them, deciding not to speak. It would be her resolve.
At 'half breed', her fist was magnetized to his nose in the period of about a hundredth of a second.
At 'half breed', her fist was magnetized to his nose in the period of about a hundredth of a second.
Surprisingly enough, it was Drake who stopped Adara's hand mid flight. He griped her fist in his own, giving her a look he hoped impressed his feelings upon her. This was all a game, a game to try and bait you into agression. He'd seen it so many times growing up, he'd push and poke them. Bend then break them in rage. He'd watched his friends crumble beneath this monster, becoming fractions of who he was as well. That's what Damon did. He brought out the worst sides of people, and exposed them to the world. After that, those sides of them began to grow, like weeds after the taste of the first drops of rain water. It was unstoppable.
"Don't," He warned her, his voice deadly serious. "It's not worth it."
He turned to Damon then, "let's take this outside."
"I asked you a question brother. Do you like her?"
Adara looked shocked, looking up at Drake. Her shock turned into confusion as she scoped his face, trying to figure out what he was trying to say, outside of his words. She just saw insurmountable sadness and regret. "O-okay," she agreed, "I won't." She freed her hand and pulled back, glaring slightly at Damon. "Come on, let's just leave him."
Weiss, still in his seat, was completely relaxed. Verbal altercations were nothing to him, and physical ones were just plain old fun. He didn't need to be angry, or change moods, because he was always angry, always hateful, due to his fear and his natural reflex of hurting people to keep them away. Hurting them to save them, to save him.
Drake was disgusted by the look he saw in his brothers eyes. Because they both understood that question wasn't meant for him, but for Adara. He was trying to use Drake to hurt her now, he was trying to make him into a tool. "Aren't you curious, even a little?" Drake heard Damon asking Adara.
"Adara, just go." Drake said, a low growl to his voice as he locked gazes with Damon.
From the back of the room, Aleyne watching the proceedings with a cocked eyebrow. Though her earlier rage had somewhat faded, she had to admire the way Damon seemed to cause a storm to erupt wherever he went. She would almost call it a talent, if it wasn't sure to get him killed someday.
((OH! Wow, lol. xD))
Well, Adara was fairly disgusted with Damon, arms folded. "Curious? Hmm... No, not really. I'm not curious about it because you want me to be curious so you can go through your own filthy means to make both of us feel horrible, because apparently that's your one goal in life, to make absolutely everyone detest you to the point of your eventual death. I'm not curious right now. I just pity you, for not being able to prevent your wormy mouth from spewing lies and garbage about whatever you hear. And if it's not me, I know that someone is going to rip your tongue out someday." She frowned and walked into the classroom, wanting Drake to follow.
Well, Adara was fairly disgusted with Damon, arms folded. "Curious? Hmm... No, not really. I'm not curious about it because you want me to be curious so you can go through your own filthy means to make both of us feel horrible, because apparently that's your one goal in life, to make absolutely everyone detest you to the point of your eventual death. I'm not curious right now. I just pity you, for not being able to prevent your wormy mouth from spewing lies and garbage about whatever you hear. And if it's not me, I know that someone is going to rip your tongue out someday." She frowned and walked into the classroom, wanting Drake to follow.
Damon ignored her exit, still eying Drake. "So, what is it you've come to talk about with me then?"Drake looked at him a moment, then lowered his tone. "You need to be careful. I got wind of what you organized last week, and if you keep that sort of things up, you're going to end up in a load of trouble."
"You talk as though we're still back in the good 'ol preschool days, brother. However, I understand clearly what I'm doing and what the implications of my actions will be. You seem to think the fear of consequence will hold me back, but you're wrong. This is no game to me." Damon stared him down icily, his tone blackening.
"You're not going to pull me down with you." Drake finally said, after a few moments of silence.
"I intent to do just that." Damon replied coolly, watching him for a reaction.
Veratri was walking through the large halls, going to class, like normal, when she saw Drake bothering Damon, again. Or vice versa. They really liked to have at it. Instead, she turned her face to Damon, before he could escape, and said, "Oh! You're coming to class today! I'm so happy I changed your mind!"
Damon turned from Drake, leaving him standing there with a stoic expression clouding his features. "I'm afraid I was just leaving," he replied tersely.
Vee's face fell horribly. "But why?" she whined softly, dropping her face to eye level. Big bright tears were shining in her eyes. He scared her sometimes, how he was so dangerously going out on every limb he wanted, how he never made any friends, only tactical allies. "Please stay."
Anger boiled through Damon, but he pushed it down quickly. Letting the emotion show for only a breif moment before regaining his composer. "Don't wait up for me." He said finally, walking to the exit. ((How do you plan on jumpstsrting the plot?))
((All the bonds in the room find themselves about an hour later, doing something they would NEVER do, something evil, like urging a war into motion.))
She flinched back at his anger. Why was he upset with her? Vee sniffled slightly, wanting to follow Damon. "Damon?" she called softly, her big tears splashing on the pavement.
She flinched back at his anger. Why was he upset with her? Vee sniffled slightly, wanting to follow Damon. "Damon?" she called softly, her big tears splashing on the pavement.
((Oki-doki, should it be speratic, like different people begin acting weird at different times? Or all together?))
((Bonding is something no one remembers. In actuality, it's between the Dragon, Human, and something far below which has made hundreds of bonds. It's an act of trading a sliver of your soul for a sliver of someone else's. So he can control through that. And it'll be all at once, I believe.))
((If it's all together, wont no one remember it? All of them are basically bonded, and im assuming since something takes control of their will power, it would blurr their memory of what happens as well.))
º°ℓүη∂sεү°º wrote: "((If it's all together, wont no one remember it? All of them are basically bonded, and im assuming since something takes control of their will power, it would blurr their memory of what happens as ..."
((Yes, they'll come to alertness while doing war engaging activities.))
((Yes, they'll come to alertness while doing war engaging activities.))





