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Events
Spring break has finally kicked off! All the students are now enjoying their two weeks of freedom without any classes. With the seniors graduating this year the school has decided to host their annual Masquerade ball for everyone in town. Yes, even people from the neighboring town are invited to the ball. With the student council and the staff working overtime the ball is finally ready! Yet something is different about this year's event. It may be because the senior members of student council decided to go out with a bang,
After a long day at work zach felt sore in places he hasn't in a long time. It was one thing getting a runner. but getting a stupid runner was just out of the question! He hated this. Not only had he ran for a good five miles before he was able to catch the man. During them five miles he had almost got hit by a car because the stupid man had ran out in front of traffic! He also had to jump over a fence which tore his favorite shirt! Granted it already looked torn but now it really was torn! But the real icing on the cake was when the man had foolishly jumped into the water and hit rocks. Which as you can guess that meant he was cut up a bit as well. so yeah he was anything but happy right now.
After getting the idiot in cuffs and back to the station he felt so tired. He looked like he had been through hell and back. Which he shouldn't complain because he couldn't die that easy! But still you tried walking around with your clothing soaked and bloody legs. that burnt like a bitch. Rubbing his temples when he grabbed his fee for the capture. grabbing a spare jacket from the rack he looked over at an officer on duty. "I'll be borrowing this mate, Haroo!" He cried out, stuffing the money in the only dry part of his body, the borrowed police jacket. groaning he shuddered a bit when he decided to walk back to Noalani's bar. sure he got looks from others. Who wouldn't stare at the 'police' officer that was wearing a torn shirt and pants that had blood on the legs of them.. oh and he was wet too so that probably didn't help his case.
Flopping down at the bar he felt a bit annoyed so he went as far as to shove one the drunks from the bar stool so he could lay his head on the counter. "Ah! Give me a bloody, Blow my Skull Off. I'm so tired Noalani." He whined at the older male. Not even caring to look up when he rested there. He needed a hot bath and maybe a long nap after this. Maybe if he was lucky he'd just fall asleep and forget how his body was aching right now. Why was all the runners really this stupid? 'Noalani is out, but one coming up.' He heard the male speaking. Opening his eyes he looked up at the bartender. Oh hey, he had dark hair. That must be the new bartender... well so long as he knew how to make his drink he really couldn't care. Next time though he'd have to remember to look before speaking.
Groaning when his drink was made Zach gave a low hum as if he was saying thanks. With his arms crossed, his head laying on the counter he wandered where Noalani was if he wasn't working. His friend rarely slept, so he had to be with that annoying Bunny snatcher. snorting under his breath he raised his head off the table to grab his drink. Looking at it he started to wonder if this really was a good idea. Oh well, he needed it after a long day. Besides he was sure that He wouldn't be able to drink more then two of these anyways. raising his drink up to his lips he found himself shuddering again from the rum burning his neck on the way down. Taking two good size drinks he sat the glass back down, laying his head on his folded arms once again. "Dipsticks, all them." He mumbled in his heavy Australian voice. Closing his eyes for a moment he let the alcohol kick in before tempting to drink more.
Post by Julian Vogel on Mar 21, 2017 0:11:01 GMT -5
can't fix this, i'm hopeless.
my sanity is spent, just tell me where my time went
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NOTES: mr. aussie, meet your british bully.
It had been a hectic few days.
Julian had picked up a cat in the street. What gentleman wouldn't look more posh with a regal-looking black-furred kitten? Though, for a stray, the cat was well-groomed. Either way, he'd carried that kitten, buying it a collar, bonding with it, only for the pesky little bugger to wind up being a human.
Who did that happen to? Was it a common Japan thing? Well, no matter. Now Julian saw no reason not to take advantage of this new bond, particularly by utilizing his new status as "eve" to earn himself all the free drinks he wanted.
It wasn't the "free" part Julian cared about, it was the ID-less transactions and this free roam of the bar he was afforded, even when his benefactor was elsewhere. He should have asked, shouldn't he? He should have cared, right? But no. He couldn't care less whether or not Noa wasn't around to complain.
"You can't drink in uniform, bizzie." Julian pointed out. "Are you really that pissed?"
It was a sincere inquiry. Nursing the whiskey in the tumbler, the ice clinking obnoxiously in the glass as he came to a stop behind the knackered-looking teenager in uniform- was this some joke? Was he a prostitute? A stripper? How had that vampire ever let him in?- he reached out with his free hand, clamping his grasp down on Zach's shoulder.
The real question was, why did a nineteen-year-old British native care? His best guess was that he was gravitating towards an English speaker, though the accent definitely didn't sound British or American. He missed speaking English with natives, even if he didn't want to leave Japan. No- Julian wasn't giving up on his grand adventure yet, not over a language barrier or homesickness.
Was it even homesickness? more like missing his boarding school, a thought he never expected to have when he'd graduated mere months ago.
Whatever he was feeling, Julian was convinced Zach was the one person in this bar- in this town even- that could make him feel better.
Zach was so ready for that nap! Slumber come forth and grace him with your presence! feeling the alcohol finally making it's way through his body he was about to grab his drink once more only to stop when he heard a voice. "Bizzie.." He mimicked the word, turning his head over to see the blonde Zach looked a bit confused only to snort. "mind your own bizzo" He snapped at the other. Who did he think he was? Didn't he look a bit young? Well looks was deceiving, look at himself. Groaning at the thought he placed a hand in his hair, ruffling it. It was still damp, he should have grabbed a towel. "Ai, towel." He snapped at the other, he hated feeling he water dripping down his neck it was starting to dive him mad. so as soon as he caught the towel the first thing he done was dry his neck, wrapping the hand towel around his neck to stop the water from bothering him.
Well.. the water was nothing compared to the hand on his shoulder, glaring back at the other with intent to kill in his eyes. He was not like being touched by some blonde guy that looked as if he was to high classed for this place. then again that wasn't saying much, Noalani was the same when he cared to dress up. "Rack off you Stickybeak. I don't care who you are. No show pony is going to tell me what to do. Besides your not my boss." He snorted at the thought, grabbing his drink he tried to calm himself down. The last thing he needed was to lose his temper and Noalani scold him for burning his night club -again- So instead he gripped his glass. Before even taking a drink he couldn't get that image out of his face. The was the other looked so confident and smug who the hell was he anyways?
Glaring back at Julian once more Zach found himself smirking a bit. "Who are you anyways? You-" Wait.. was he speaking english? Had he just now caught onto that? stopping half way through his sentence this time he looked the other over. It was true he didn't look like a japanese person at all. Then it clicked in his head. It was all because he was speaking in english again wasn't it? In his defense he did that so he wouldn't offend the bartender. Laughing a bit Zach found himself amused now. Turning his attention away from the blonde he raised his glass up in the air, going back to japanese for a moment. "Ai, Tell Noalani that I said he's getting allot of show ponies now with dakota working." What Noalani wasn't around he was allowed to insult the other! besides he was sure that his message never be delivered anyways. Laughing to himself he decided to ignore the other, maybe he'd go away if he stopped talking english with him.
Post by Julian Vogel on Mar 21, 2017 1:32:24 GMT -5
can't fix this, i'm hopeless.
my sanity is spent, just tell me where my time went
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NOTES: he literally has no idea what he wants- sorry. inconsistent little brit.
"Love to, mate, but you look like you're ten." That was a bit of an overexaggeration - he didn't look that young, but hey! Zach was being rude too.
"Hey now, just pull the jacket off and I'll be on my way." Was this now a challenge to get his way? Perhaps. Funny, there was no real gain to this other than he'd started the conversation and now he was determined to be the "victor", which of course meant he had to establish his end goal.
Granted, in hindsight getting Zach to take off his jacket was a worthless end goal. He didn't care if Zach got busted. He didn't even know if it was against any laws in Japan, and he certainly didn't care what happened to Noa. Not really. But, telling Zach he just wanted to listen to him talk? It seemed a bit pathetic. Maybe he really was more drunk than he thought.
"Show pony?" Julian's expression shifted from calm to a confident smile at that. Yes, yes, he knew it was supposed to be an insult, but he didn't mind the sound of it, strangely enough. In terms of insults he'd been called far worst. That, and the handsome man wasn't too far off. Julian could be quite full of himself. He'd been called narcassistic a time or two, though, like show pony, it didn't seem that bad.
"I could be your boss." Julian offered, his hand retreating to rest on the counter. "Looks like you could use a better job anyway." Julian slipped into the seat next to Zach. He didn't plan to leave if Zach wasn't going anywhere. Sitting, he could see Zach's pants now. They were bloody- how had that happened? Yep. He was drunk. It seemed bizarre that Zach's pants should be bloody.
"Julian Vogel." Julian introduced automatically, sounding like he'd said it a million times. No emotion, just politeness and syllables. It was a name that should mean something, but here? It was just the weird foriegn name.
"You sound awful familiar with the owner." Julian observed idly. He may not want to speak Japanese, but he could understand Zach. Julian lifted his glass, filling his mouth with the amber liquid. Swallowing it, he glanced down at the glass. Another sip and he'd need a refill. Julian set the glass on the counter.
"What are you drinking?" Julian asked, figuring he could make up a little lost ground by getting Zach a free drink. So much for caring about his age, or about him drinking on the job.
He could feel his eye twitching right now. was this one of Dakota's friends? He had to be, because in less then two minutes he was ready to punch him right in the face. He got that he was young looking considering he was killed at Seventeen. But damn it he was still tall! He wasn't lacking anywhere and for him to say he was ten? "You want to blue? let's do it you Gronk!" He could feel himself gritting his teeth. What was with this guy? Why was he trying so hard to get on his nerves? well whatever his reason was, it sure the hell was working now wasn't it? When he had decided to ignore Julian that was when he found his eye twitching more under his bangs. Yeah he was doing this on purpose.
Forcing a smile he looked over at Julian. "I'm sorry im not a root rat. so rack off!" He said more forceful this time. What kind of guy did this man take him for? Take off his jacket? What kind of come on line or dumb line was that? If he wanted to say something he should have the nerve to just say it plainly. This was why he proffered being alone and away from as many people as he possible could. People annoyed him and he hated it here. He hated people in general, even if they was good looking. Wait, no he wasn't going down that road, he wasn't going to admit that this annoying twit was actually pretty good looking. he'd be damned first. "Yes, Show pony... Flashy.." he tried hard to translate that, he figured that was about as good as he would get. It really was an annoyance to have to explain things to others.
Although, that look on Julian's face showed that he actually liked that comment. Of course he would. He seemed like the type that would like you talking about them. snorting roughly he rolled his eyes. so much for ignoring him. It wasn't going to work it seemed. grabbing his drink he was about to chug it. hell he tried. But the boss comment made him choke on his drink. Coughing hard he glared over at the blonde. Sure his face might be red and sure he had nothing but annoyance on his face. Yet he didn't let that bother him, to much. "Hell no Ratbag!" He snapped only to look away, slamming the glass on the table. What was with that response? Was he really trying something here? Maybe he should just get up and leave already. he was pretty sure this male wouldn't follow him to his bedroom. If he did he could push him down the stairs so that wouldn't be such a bad thing if he was followed!
Pinching his nose he tried to calm himself down. Looking back at Julian once more he forced a smile, gritting his teeth sure. "You're making a blue. I enjoy taking in ratbags like yourself. Keep it up!" He was trying here! He really wasn't.. he wanted to leave.. but he knew how he was when he lost his temper so he forced himself to calm down. Yet the way the other spoke was nothing like he'd well.. rather hear. "zach white." He regrettably answered him. Noalani always taught him manners before anything else. In Japan it was only right to tell your name after someone told you theres. It was like it was burnt into his brain. shrugging his shoulders at the next statement he pointed to his drink, telling the bartender to refresh it. "Something like that." He mumbled under his breath. Why was he even talking to this man? He should have walked off long ago.
"Blow my Skull." He liked the Rum mixed with the brandy, that was the best part about his drink he really couldn't care about anything else in it. Looking down at his legs as he felt a tickle go down them. Well he would have to clean his shoes later to. Groaning he decided to just ignore it for now. Sure he was a fast healer but some of them was rather deep and he needed to clean them before they would actually close. Shaking his head he ran his fingers through his wet hair. Okay first rule, don't make a scene and mind your manners. "Why are you so curious about me, mate?" That was nice enough and he was biting his tongue so he was sure that Julian would at least play along with him instead of encouraging him on. Looking back at the bartender he waited for his drink, sure he knew why he was cautious! Drunks was mean but he wasn't a drunk! he was always this mean.
Post by Julian Vogel on Mar 21, 2017 11:26:36 GMT -5
can't fix this, i'm hopeless.
my sanity is spent, just tell me where my time went
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NOTES: maybe he just wants to boss Zach around.
"Let's go," Julian agreed, eyes twinkling with interest. "I think technically my servamp's supposed to be here for this, but who knows, maybe he'll show." For wanting to fight, he didn't make any move to initiate anything physical. But he was curious what sort of power being an eve afforded him. The specifics, whether Noa had to be around or not, were a little fuzzy. Never mind the alcohol clouding his mind already- he wasn't in the best state to think through the consequences of starting a fight.
"You're so hostile, officer." Julian accused. "Public establishment. How about you shove off?" As if Zach were willingly staying by him. It was risky, giving Zach an out he didn't want him to take. But the words were out there. If he was lucky, Zach would challenge him and stay instead. But Julian would see being listened to as a sort of win, too.
"Easy there." As if he were being helpful, Julian reached out, slapping his hand against Zach's back. Whether it was truly to help him avoid chocking, or whether it was just an excuse to hit him was debatable. "Hey, I haven't even told you the benefits." Julian persisted, as if this were a real job offer. "Got a new employee who's available for a testimonial if you're still on the fence." As if Zach had said yes, Julian reached into his pocket for his phone.
"Annoying bugger. But useful." Julian was explaining as he scrolled through his contacts. Ratbag? Now that wasn't a dignified name for him at all. Clearly Zach would need a lesson in manners.
"Aw now, behave." Julian looked up, the humor missing from his expression. Yep. He was annoyed now. Hearing Zach introduce himself, Julian glanced back at his phone, typing the name into his contacts. Why? He figured he'd end up with a phone number by the end of the night. The bartender had refilled his whiskey, so he grabbed the glass again.
"You have the misfortune of being attractive, a law-breaker, and in my servamp's bar." Julian explained rather matter-of-factly, leaning closer to Zach . "You really shouldn't drink in uniform. Please, for me? It's reflecting awfully on me- I have a reputation to maintain."
Okay two things, one this man understood everything he was saying and two, he had a servamp? Looking around he wondered which one would be this guys servamp? He was going to keep his guard up. If he truly was an eve this could be dangerous after all. Although he was pretty sure he could take him so long as he stayed a good distance away. He had a whip after all so he was sure that whatever weapon this blonde had he could take him, so long as he didn't let his temper get the best of him... shit he was screwed. Shaking the thought out of his head he needed to think of this like it was a hunt! He could easy focus and stay calm if he imagine the male as a wild animal that wanted to kill him. No problem.. But what animal did he make zach think of.. A Inland taipan most definitely.. that would be what this brat would be!
"Well of course! I'v had a bloody bad day so im bit cranky." He clicked his tongue at the comment. Why was this male so interested in him again? The question lingered in zach's head. Surely enough though when he bout got choked he felt a slap to the back. Normally that would make you happy that someone as trying to help right? Well not him it just upset him more and made him blush darker. who was this brat anyways? He was touching him like he knew him. They was not friends. He might know his name but that was as far as it would ever go between them. "You rack off! This is my second home." He snarled at the other. it was true he was living here when he was actually in town. Sure he had the house his grandparents left him but who would want that? He would just sell it sooner or later. He hated it there, to many memories.
There he went again talking about a job. as if he'd give up his job where he made great money for a job where e made what eight dollars to ten an hour? Screw that. He wasn't one that would be caught behind a desk or waiting tables. He liked his job. He not only got all the freedom he wanted but one or two bounties would do him all month sometimes more! So why would he? But he had made the decision to play nice because Noalani wouldn't be happy with him. so he was just going to smile at Julian and try to ignore him the best he- Was he really giving him orders? Who was he to tell zach to be useful and behave? With Julian grabbing his phone Zach could feel his smile twitching as bad as his eye was earlier. Oh he was going to need something stronger. His buzz was already starting to disappear because how annoyed he was right now.
well annoyed and embarrassed. Clenching his glass when he heard Julian call him attractive he was about to snap and tell him he wasn't interested at all. But he strangely liked the compliment. that is to say until he heard the rest of that. Screw a cracked cup that glass had no chance when he mention Noalani as his servamp. The glass shattered in his hand drink pouring everywhere. Glass sticking deep in his right hand and a burning feeling taking over. Alcohol in freshly cut wounds burned like a bitch. was he serious? was this really Noalani's eve? Reaching over to grab Julian's wrist. Clicking his tongue he didn't even care the shards of glass was pushed a bit further in his hand. He was a bit buzzed so he didn't fully realize how bad that probably hurt right now. damn it was he was telling the truth.
Sighing heavily he knew he had no choice now did he? A eve of his Servamp was considered his second master now wasn't he? Gritting his teeth he didn't even speak this time. he was to frustrated he just forced the jacket off his shoulders. tossing it at the bartender. Great as if his night couldn't have got worse. "Give me a double shot. my head feels like its about to explode." He mumbled under his breath, seeing the other nodding his head at him zach just reached over snatching the phone out of Julian's hand, putting his number in the phone. he didn't explain why, he just figured thats what he wanted right? he had his contact name after all, ready to go. "Im so Bogged." He placed Julians phone back on the counter now.
Grabbing the towel that rested around his shoulders he soon started drying his hair. "Looks like im stuck with you.. You bloody date." He grumbled to himself only to take a deep breath, with his good hand he extended to it Julian. A forced smile, yes but he had reason to be mad right now, or un easy. " lets Give it a burl. I'm zach white. Noalani's subclass. Rapt to meet ya." That was a lie, but hey he was trying here and he was almost sure he would be better for his heart then Dakota.. maybe.. probably not. But he was trying to let the annoyed look slip from his face but he was sure it was still there.
Post by Julian Vogel on Mar 21, 2017 14:43:36 GMT -5
can't fix this, i'm hopeless.
my sanity is spent, just tell me where my time went
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NOTES: perfect~! <3
"Don't worry, all is forgiven." Julian dismissed, as if him admitting to being cranky was the same as an apology. It wasn't, but hey! He wanted an apology one way or another.
Second home. How strange was that. Had he stumbled upon an alcoholic? He definitely didn't need to deal with an undisciplined youth. Though, if that were the case, hearing the male's story wasn't off the table, was it? No, of course not- it was his responsibility as a good citizen to try to render aid to those less fortunate. In this case? Zach.
The glass breaking was... unexpected. Julian was about to insist that Zach let him help him when Zach grabbed his hand. What was he doing? His own eyes followed Zach's gaze to the tattoo. He hadn't asked for it, but there it was. How had Zach known about it? Julian pulled his hand away. Maybe this wasn't as fun as he thought. He wanted to make his exit, reevaluate the stranger from afar, maybe approach when the guy was a bit drunker. Or perhaps sober? Well, whichever it ended up being, Julian was ready to put some distance between them.
Or... not. Zach finally listened to him, removing the jacket. Julian smiled, delighted. It got better when Zach put his number in his phone. Why couldn't everyone be this accommodating? When Zach set the phone down he picked it back up, slipping it into his pocket.
"Stuck with me?" Julian repeated, taking Zach's hand in his. Except, instead of shaking it like a gentleman before letting go, Julian held Zach's hand, slipping off the seat so he could stand beside Zach. "So, I really am your boss, aren't I?" Julian's eyes were bright with amusement. Who would have thought becoming the eve of an annoying servamp would lead to having an attractive subclass responding to his call?
"Ah, that's it. Boss of my boss. Nasty business. Don't look so glum, though- it's not like I got you in the divorce. You can still see your blue-haired servamp whenever you'd like." Maybe he was a bit too amused by the thought. But he wasn't lying, it wasn't like he would keep Zach from Noalani. He wasn't even sure he could, had he wanted to, but he had better things to do than babysit. Though, it did leave him wondering, did that make Zach literally his servant, too? Having a chain around Zach's neck was a far more appealing prospect than the vampire he already had. If it was possible to trade, he'd consider it.
"What kind of gentleman would I be? Look at you, you're all bloody." As if he hadn't been all along. He held out his hand, requesting a clean towel from the bartender. "Let me get that glass out of your hand. Come on, away from this mess, where the lighting's better." Julian tugged at the hand he was still holding, hoping to guide Zach towards the nearest booth. Perfect make out place, though the lighting was probably considerably dimmer than their place at the bar. Oh well- it'd do, and not seeing the blood on Zach might not be a bad thing.
This cocky bastard. He would make him pay later. He would show him who was forgiven. He was pretty sure he never said he was sorry, he wouldn't! But he was going to let it all slide this time because he was more focused on everything else. Like the fact he now wore Noalani's mark. The fact that he wasn't lying and oh yeah. Now he technically had two bosses. sure he could be like other subclass' that didn't give a damn about their servamp or even care if they lived or died. But Zach was more respectful and actually was thankful that he was given a second chance and could now live and not fear being killed so easy. He was just happy that he was still able to enjoy life, so yeah he considered Noalani as his master and would do anything he asked because, well he did owe him his life after all. Besides Noalani was to lazy to actually need him for anything so he had his free will and that was just another thing he loved about the man, well respected was the better term.
So to think that he'd pick this obnoxious blonde.. why? Was it because he made a comment about that to Dakota? No Noalani would never hurt his lover boy.. so why had he taken a eve after twenty years of knowing him? All these questions really was giving him a head ache. Even more because he realized he gave Julian his contact number. Why, why did he have to go and do that? Oh well no time to dwell on it, right? The least he could do was introduce himself properly instead of, well you know just tossing his name out like that.. Although what came next was anything but expected. With julian taking and holding his hand he could feel his heart beating faster in his chest. traitor. His heart was a traitor right now! Gasping he grabbed his drink in his injured hand, he wasn't leaving that. No he needed it right now.
"Something like that." He finally mumbled to the males earlier comment about being his boss. Laughing a bit to himself when he mentions divorce. "Course' not. I'm wild. I shoot through as i please.. besides..." Looking over Julian he grinned playfully. Okay maybe his mood had completely changed because that one little comment. "Noalani already has a partner. you're marriage would be a scam." Okay that comment had really put him in a good mood. something about telling the cocky blonde off pleased him so much. He didn't know the relationship between him and Noalani, no. But he did know one thing, Dakota was the love of Noalani's life.
Never has he seen Noalani threaten to hurt him over someone else, okay once but he was way out of line and insulted his dead girlfriend and he learnt his lesson then. That fire in his eyes was the same a few nights back when he threaten dakota. So sorry pretty boy, Noalani would never accept you as anything more. He wasn't sure why that made him happy but it did. in fact he- wait what? He wanted to treat his hand? He as a bit hesitant at first, but with the bartender handing Julian a towel he just gave in and sighed. So he really was going to do this? Although the real question was, why was he so obediently following Julian? Was it because he was Noalani's eve? Or something else? He really didn't care to think about it to much. He figured he might as well follow him to save himself from having to deal with the annoying blonde picking on him.
Sitting down next to him in the booth, he sat his bloody glass down. only to extend his hand to Julian. He could feel his heart going crazy right now. It was official, Julian was a snake. a poisonous one. Yet here he was offering his hand to him like it was totally common. "Ah.. oh.. um.." he really wasn't sure what to say in a situation like this. The blonde seemed almost happy when he listen though. Earlier he had said all forgiven right? so he liked an apology. "Th-thanks heaps.." He mumbled under his breath. Looking away he tried to hide how hot his face was right now. He didn't know why he was so happy right now, let alone why he was being so, well nice. There was just something about a eve of Noalani's, threating him made him happy. Even if he was still on the whole 'let me push you down some stairs.'
"I guess your a Spunk, too." He decided to throw in since Julian had complimented his appearance earlier. He wasn't sure why he looked attractive right now? He looked like he ad been in fight with barbed wire and the barbed wire kicked his ass. But hey maybe he was the type that liked their guys all bloody and annoyed. Just thinking about it made him laugh to himself. Figured Noalani would end up with a sadistic eve. poor kitten he was in trouble if he has such a snake as a eve. Leaning his elbow on the table he propped his chin on the back of his hand as he looked away trying not to look at Julian. He had allot of questions and yet he didn't feel like asking any, he might seem like he was interested in his new 'boss.'
Post by Julian Vogel on Mar 21, 2017 19:51:00 GMT -5
can't fix this, i'm hopeless.
my sanity is spent, just tell me where my time went
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NOTES: he's surprisingly sensitive to insults- who would have thought?
"Does he now?" Julian quizzed. Cat-boy had a lover? Was that why the bored bartender didn't show any interest? "Ah well. Relationships end. I'm sure Noalani will come to his senses." That was about all he could say- he had no idea who this "partner" was, no idea what would tear this relationship apart. Though, perhaps he shouldn't have said it at all. Being with Noalani wasn't actually a goal of his at all, though the power of the vampire was alluring, if nothing else.
"So what does that make you, if not the remnant of the divorce?" The question was vague. He didn't even know what he wanted the answer to be. He just needed a new metaphor or a conversation change. Either would do.
No matter what Zach was, the British young man was just pleased he was coming to the booth. He slid in so obediently- had Julian known, he would have lead with, "I'm Noalani's eve" and saved himself the annoyance, and perhaps even the broken glass. No matter. Spreading the hand towel out on the counter, Julian grabbed Zach's injured hand, laying it palm up.
"My pleasure. You know, I'm just happy to hear someone speaking English. All these Japanese people..." Julian paused, glancing around at the people near them. Japanese people in Japan- who would have predicted it? Turning his gaze abruptly back to Zach, he continued. "If you ever need anything, you'll let me know won't you? Us English men have to stick together, after all." English, like the language. There was no mistaking that Zach wasn't from England itself. But if Zach mistook his meaning he supposed there were worst things.
And the moment was gone. When Zach used the word 'spunk'- definitely not a good word by his definition- Julian actually laughed out loud.
"It's one step forward, five steps back with you, isn't it?" Julian observed. "Never mind. Just, stay still." Julian turned his attention to Zach's hand, placing one hand over Zach's wrist to keep him still while the other grabbed for the biggest piece of glass he could see in Zach's hand. Without warning Julian pulled the glass out, setting it down on the towel, waiting for Zach's reaction. He'd pull more out as soon as he saw how dramatic Zach was going to be about the whole process. Waiting, he wiped the blood now on his fingers on the towel, refusing to look at Zach. A little mad? Well, not terribly so, but annoyed, perhaps. It would pass, he was sure. He just needed a moment. He'd let his guard down for a moment- he didn't want to let it happen again.
While zach would normally agree with Julian's statement about relationships.. He knew that this was the one time that, that statement as anything but the truth. Humming happily he smirked. "Only if his mate rejects him. Noalani isn't the type to leave someone he loves. Not when he waited for them for so long. He's only one i ever met with a loyal heart that last decades without a flicker of betrayal." Okay maybe that one was to hurt Julian. If this blonde was aiming for the Noalani he'd never have a chance. He knew he tried that once but his was easily mistaken for loyalty to someone that saved him and he realized that shortly after he started liking him. No love lost right? But what did that make him? "His best mate. One that is a loyal mate. But Ai! If you want to Give it a burl, and claim his loyal beast."
Okay that one was more of a insult to himself, yes. Although he was having to much fun messing with Julian to really care what he was saying right now. His reactions was just priceless. Because it seemed like the tables had turned. Now Zach was the calm one that was trying to be nice and Julian was annoyed and jealous. Oh how he loved this little back and forth game they was playing! Hell he was enjoying it so much that he didn't even care that he was blushing. Little victories! Speaking of little victories. This blonde had a point when he mentions english speaking people. He got a bit confused with certain Japanese, it was why he usually carried a book with him in case he didn't understand the language.
Sure he spent quiet a few years here! Most of his time was spent with Noalani though learning things and well just chatting with someone that wasn't about controlling him. Or rather making him do pointless things like attend school. Wait he was getting distracted again, he needed to focus on Julian and what he was saying. Luckily for him when he pulled the glass out it caught his attention and made him flinch. He went to jerk his hand away only to stop his own self. Gritting his teeth a bit he bared through it. "Ah.. i thats Bloody oath!" He seemed almost a bit excited about the thought of calling Julian if he needed something. Why? He wasn't sure because he was still liking the thought of pushing him down some stairs.. well okay maybe pushing him down be more pleasing right now. He wasn't so mad to want to kill him no more, no that passed when Julian kept talking.
He wasn't as bad as he thought he would be. Smiling as he actually watched Julian take care his hand almost tenderly he found himself amused at the sudden change in personality. Well speaking of a change in personality.. "It's one step forward, five steps back with you, isn't it?" What was with that tone? Had he said something wrong? What was with this strange blonde! He was trying to be nice and you know, repay the compliment with one of his own. so why did he seem so sour all a sudden? Watching him with a confused look it soon changed to a dumbfound one when watched him finish up.
"What's wrong mate? I thought you wasn't a dill. Ha, i guess i made a blue trying to be nice. would you rather i come across as a Frog in a sock?" he snorted at the thought, jerking his hand away he slammed it on the table. "You bloody show pony! Who do you think ya are? You Dill!" was that what he wanted? Nope.. that wasn't what he wanted at all because when he realized that he had used his bad hand he actually flinched and grabbed his wrist. Damn it he needed to think before he done that. Taking a deep breath he tried to ignore the pain. "Better?"
Post by Julian Vogel on Mar 21, 2017 21:36:55 GMT -5
can't fix this, i'm hopeless.
my sanity is spent, just tell me where my time went
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NOTES: Zach's done it now-- he's gonna take him up on that offer.
"What are the odds of that?" Julian quizzed. He was honestly asking- the more he knew, the better he could handle his new vampire. Though, more than that, he liked that Zach was talking to him so freely. .Or well, he'd consider this freely, even if Zach didn't. So sure, he'd let Zach talk all night about Noalani. He could take it. Know thy enemy and all that.
"Is that an offer?" Julian was smiling genuinely. He should have been smirking, playing it cool, something, but he was smiling like an idiot. Hey! It wasn't his fault the suggestion was one he wanted to act on.
"I'll back off your mate if you keep me entertained." Julian promised as if Zach needed incentive to really let the British man claim him as his own. What man wouldn't want to claim such a handsome subclass? "How loyal are you really? Your mate gets his perfect marriage, and I get you." He didn't actually know Noa and Dakota were getting married. He was simply keeping up the divorce metaphor, and well, marriage was the opposite. You'd think he'd pause, get to know Zach, figure out what sort of person he was saying he wanted around him. He had time, didn't he? But no, no matter what Zach acted like, having a handsome English-speaking man by his side fit the bill for "ideal", anything else was just a bonus. Hey! He never said he couldn't be superficial.
"Want to hold my hand?" Julian asked, sounding honestly sympathetic. And he was. Despite the pain he was causing, he wanted Zach to trust him, to know he wasn't just torturing the younger boy for the sport of it. "I'd like it if you did." He added. Honest, he would like it, but if Zach needed to maintain that "tough guy" persona, he could always blame the hand-holding on Julian requesting it rather than any weakness.
It was harder than he thought getting all the glass out, but he'd done his best. Once he'd removed all that he could see in the available light- why had that seemed like a good idea?- Julian folded the edge of the towel over the shards, "hiding" them from Zach's view. A small kindness if Zach was squeamish, though he supposed he didn't want to look at bloody glass either.
"No, not better." Julian grabbed Zach's hand, pulling it away from Zach himself so he could kiss it, as if a mere kiss would make it feel better.
"You're right. What guy wouldn't want to be likened to cum? It's fine. The attractive get away with so much, don't they?" Julian was actually smiling. Not because he liked what he said- no, no. Not at all. But because Zach actually seemed to care what he wanted. Insult or not, it filled him with a sort of pride in himself.
The odds of Dakota leaving him? That was a good question. he didn't know the other no where as good as he did Noalani so he paused to think bout it. wasn't they always casting glances at one another and texting. Well no because he broke his phone. Don't know his partner that well." He shrugged bluntly. Although knowing Noalani he wouldn't pick someone if he didn't trust them completely with his heart and everything else.. yet how well did you know someone really? That was the real question right there. rather it was until he seen that genuine smile. "Ye..yeah?" he questioned Julian, did he want it to be? Well he really had no problem with it really. Now that he was actually starting to get along he wouldn't mind that terribly after all. His heart though, he minded the way it was skipping a few beats though.
"I'll back off your mate if you keep me entertained." "Deal He didn't even need to think about that. Anything to make his 'masters' life easier he wouldn't care to do it. he's take this bullet for him. Why? Because he was almost certain that dakota and Noalani's relationship was pretty fresh so he needed to help it grow by keeping this third wheel away from them. himself? It wasn't his fault he was involved so much! If only that annoying bunny like boy stay away from Bailey he wouldn't even bother the two of them, that much. shaking the thought out of his head he focused fully back on Julian now. He was asking some serious questions now wasn't he? Oh well, if they was all going to be around one another it wouldn't hurt trying o be nice to him. After all he really did have a kissable face, wait what? a cute face!
"How loyal are you really?""Enough to entrain you." Again he barely gave Julian time t finish what he was saying before he butted in. Rude? Yeah maybe allot but he wanted to make a point that he was loyal to his friends. That he was unlike most, then again he did owe the other allot. Besides he had already decided Julian wasn't that bad of a person the longer they chatted. Exhibit a. His tone had completely changed. His mood had, once again. Did he want to hold hands? Who asked that? was he being treated like a pet now? 'paw...paw... good boy.' was the only thing he could think of yet here he was, considering actually giving Julian his hand. Something was wrong with him. Since when was he this friendly? Maybe it was because Julian was throwing him through loops that he couldn't think straight.
For as much as he wanted to blame it on the alcohol.. he never finished his first and never touched his second. So instead he shoved the thought away for now to give Julian what he wanted. Or what he assumed he wanted anyways. what he was not expecting was for his hand to be grabbed and kissed like that. Talk about his breathing hitched so bad that he couldn't feel his own heart for a moment. When he could though it was beating like a drum, his ears red from how hard he was blushing. The hell was with this guy? Did being rude actually make him this.. affectionate? He wasn't even sure if he was breathing right now his head was spinning so bad. He felt like he was becoming light headed and --
Did he say what he.. likened to.. what? Taking a moment to consider what he said, to what might have lead him to.. spunk.. it was spunk! When he realized what it was that made him think that Zach actually burst out into a laughing fit, pulling his hand away from Julian so he could hold his sides. He couldn't believe that he actually though.. oh gawd this guy was going to kill him. Without even thinking about what he was doing Zach reached over with both hands. Bloody or not, to cup Julian's cheeks. Without a second warning he went to press his lips to the blondes. Call it a spur of the moment but that comment alone had made him strangely happy. He couldn't believe that was what Julian though! Lingering moment zach grinned pressing his forehead to Julian's. "Goggle that.. Im an aussie, Australian.. i'll .. be back.. I'm going to change.. Im so cold." He laughed a bit more before attempting to get up and do just that, excuse himself to his room.
Post by Julian Vogel on Mar 21, 2017 23:35:36 GMT -5
can't fix this, i'm hopeless.
my sanity is spent, just tell me where my time went
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NOTES: he'll kiss him if he just comes back.
That was... easy. Just like that, Zach agreed. Perhaps Julian should have been suspicious, or cautious. You know- easy come, easy go. But no, what was happening almost seemed like Zach's idea, not his own. So as long as it was working for the both of them, who was he to complain?
"Man after my own heart." Julian joked in reply to being told Zach would entertain him, not seeming to mind the suddenness. "But don't worry. It'll be fun for you, too." Well, probably? He'd try to always make that statement true for as long as he could.
And there was the laughter. He couldn't even be mad, honestly. Was this drunken laughter at a "naughty" word? Or laughter at his own gentlemanly handling of the insult? Whatever it was, Julian was going to wait it out. Guy had to breathe eventually, right? Julian turned his attention to Zach's abandoned glass, actually "stealing" the alcohol to use as leverage. He needed the guy to keep paying attention to him! To his surprise Zach kissed him. Eyes wide in surprise, Julian was momentarily speechless.
"Yeah, sure." Julian agreed, his tone quiet. It was entirely possible Zach was going to leave. It was possible his number was fake. Grabbing Zach's wrist with one hand, reaching into his pocket with the other, Julian wasn't ready to let him go without knowing. "Wait. Ten more seconds." Julian turned his attention to his phone, hitting the green call button to call the number Zach had put into his phone.
There was no sound. No vibrating. No ringing. Disappointed, Julian let Zach's wrist go, managing a smile.
"Don't freeze. I'll see you soon, Zach." Julian offered. Play it cool. He kept the phone in his hand, ready to Google like he was told. "Can I have your drink while I wait?" Julian grabbed the drink with his free hand, lifting it up as if to "show" Zach what he wanted. If nothing else, it was a parting gift. Though he supposed he'd see Zach around even if the cute Australian ditched him now. At least he'd gotten a goodnight kiss, though.
As soon as Zach left he planned to Google the word as he was told, sipping alcohol- he could always get his own, if he bothered to move- while he waited for Zach. What else could he do? Play the cool guy, pretend like he wasn't already hung up on the boy. One kiss! He had to have more of a barrier than that, didn't he? Apparently not.
Yeah he was glad he came here after all. Even if his friend wasn't working tonight he wasn't regretting it. He was actually having fun. Just thinking about Julian mixing up his words that badly made him laugh. he was sure that if he was drunk, actually taken his shot then he would have fallen over in his seat from how hard he was laughing. Yet here he was kissing the other just because he was happy. he didn't know why it made him happy that the male confused the words. Maybe because he was doing better then anyone he met so far with keeping up. Or maybe because the 'naughty' word coming from a 'gentlemen' was funny. Hell he knew it was probably both. So when he stood up to excuse him he dead stopped. Looking back at Julian he grinned. Was he really going to look up the word before he left? Well he would humor him at least.
Although.. ten seconds, was that really long enough to type it in? His fingers wasn't moving to type so he figured Julian changed his mind. Shrugging his shoulders he started walking off. english men was strange. well, everyone was weird for the loner. Walking off he waved his hand back at Julian, telling him by all means. He didn't really want it. He had enough to deal with right now like the ice that was his skin right now. Making his way up to his room he noticed Noalani's door was close. He was till gone huh? Oh well that was good, he wouldn't run into that bunny stealer this way. Unlocking his door he wasted no time in stripping his wet clothes off at the door. He didn't need to make a trail after all.
At first he hadn't noticed Bailey was out of her cage or the fact she was looking at his phone that he left on his nightstand he was more interested in taking a quick shower to get all this blood off him. Yet it felt rude to keep someone waiting right? Well a five minute shower never killed no one. Besides it give Julian time to leave if he wanted.. yet something told him that wasn't happening. After cleaning the blood off himself and actually drying off he walked back to his bed. Seeing the flashing light on his phone now he looked a bit curious. Had his phone rung while he was in the shower? Shrugging his shoulders he grabbed the phone and called the number back. He didn't know who it was but he figured it might be work calling. So he went ahead and put it on speaker so he could get dressed.
Grabbing his underwear first he petted Bailey on the head. "It's okay Bailey." He laughed a bit as the bunny hopped away from the ringing phone. Grabbing his black dress pants. Slipping them over his injured legs he knew it be okay, now that he cleaned them they would close soon enough. Grabbing a light blue button up dress shirt he slipped it on as well as a black vest shirt. Why? Well for two reason, one he was going to make a statement that he wasn't always a total mess when it come to clothes and well.. To tease the blonde. Surely enough he heard someone pick up on the other end. Hearing that cheerful tone he rolled his eyes. "Ah, Julian." Was all he said before clicking the end button.
Why? payback maybe. Slipping on a pair of socks he went to grab his dress shoes to complete the matching combo. Leaving his phone where it was he shut the door behind him as he headed back over to Julian. Sighing softly to himself he smiled mischievously, leaning over the table. "G'day, mate." He had full intention of teasing Julian, asking why he was calling him, if he missed him that bad, but he was going a different direction. "Hows it?" He smiled almost sweetly this time, walking back over to the booth, playfully scooting Julian over in the seat so he could take the isle seat this time around.
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