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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,
Post by Julian Vogel on Mar 22, 2017 1:32:03 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: can't stay mad <3
A cute guy? Julian smiled at his phone before glancing over his shoulder. He couldn't see Zach, but he still trusted he'd return. Might as well settle in, get ready to wait. Leaning back, his gaze rising to the ceiling, his mind wandered to Zach, his free hand pressing against his lips where the white-haired man had kissed him.
His happy thoughts were interrupted by his phone ringing. Who...? A glance at the phone answered that- Zach! Or, perhaps a stranger returning a missed call? He hoped it was Zach.
"Hi, Zach!" The British male replied, as if he weren't awkwardly caught checking up on the Australian. Rather than explain himself, he was just about to begin a lie- could Zach bring him some mints? Gum would do, if he didn't have them- when he heard the click. Bewildered, Julian glanced at his phone. Yep! Zach had hung up. At least he'd used his name, eliminating the possibility of it being anyone he didn't know.
That little troll. Leaning back in his seat again, Julian sipped Zach's drink. It wasn't awful but it wasn't great, either. It took the edge off, though. He should really leave. Forget Zach. Forget Noa. Forget this whole insane week. So, why was he sulking, nursing the alcohol he hadn't picked, hoping Zach would decide to return?
Nope, he wouldn't be calmed that easily. When Zach leaned over the table, Julian glanced at him, then away, like he had better things to do than pay attention to the other male. Which would have been more convincing if he had more on the table than the glass in his hand, and his cell phone. Still, he kept his gaze steady on the glass, suddenly interested in how nearly empty it was. Good day? That's all he had to say for himself?
Okay. Julian had to calm down. Why was he so flustered? Oh, right. Zach sat beside him, that sweet voice drawing his gaze to that pretty face of his... Julian surprised himself when he leaned closer, kissing Zach. He wasn't in love! He barely knew him, but the kiss was one of lust. He didn't know Zach, but he wanted to. He wanted Zach to mean it when he said he could have him, even if neither of them really knew quite what "having" the other would mean. Wasn't that part of the fun? It didn't have to be forever. Like he told Zach before, relationships weren't forever. This could be fun, this could even be love while it lasted. Wait. He was still kissing Zach. They needed to breathe. Pulling away reluctantly, his hand raising to stroke Zach's cheek- an apology, perhaps?- Julian's blue eyes now met Zach's.
"You look good. Your... outfit... It's nice." Julian mumbled, his breathing heavy. "Feeling better?" As in not wet and bloody, which was a definite improvement to Julian. As if he needed Zach looking any more handsome than he already did.
Rude, yes he was but he was a prodigy of Noa so of course it was going to rub off on him. Well that and he was a loner and loners wasn't the nicest people you'd meet in the first place. Sure the phone call was weird, maybe he wanted something. Zach really didn't care. Talking to someone half naked was weird enough, let alone it being the blonde little cutie that he was pretty sure was british! Besides, this was payback for him making him take his jacket off earlier. None of that really mattered though when he was dressed. sure he could tell Julian was pouting at him by the way he avoided his eye contact. It was strangely cute if you thought about it. Even more seeing that Julian had actually drank his shot. Oh well he told him he could have it. He could always.-
Feeling Julian's lips against his own, it was his time to be shocked this time. He froze at first, yet seeing how Julian wasn't about to pull away he figured why not. Closing his eyes he almost happily kissed the blonde back. Something about the kiss though.. It was different from his kiss. Zach had kissed him out of happiness and excitement because what Julian had said. This kiss however.. Dwelling on it a bit when Julian pulled away zach actually found his ears burning agin. His face flushed red and maybe his chest to a little. When was the last time he had dealt with such a lustful kiss? Being a bounty hunter he didn't really care much for a social life so it wasn't like he dated very often. If at all really, people was so annoying and he hated being tied down because he knew he wouldn't be there for long.
Assuming that Julian was just drunk and not really knowing what he was doing.. Licking the conner of his lips he could taste the alcohol on the males lips. He was definitely two sheets, if not three in the wind right now. Might as well have a little fun with this Britt. If anything he could hold it over his head later. "Are you, mate? You seemed really pissed." Not the english term for mad, no. He was meaning drunk. But did he really care if Julian knew the difference? Not really he was having to much fun right now. In fact.. shoving Julian back on his back zach climbed over him. One knee at the males waist, the other on the floor. smirking he spoke sweetly, alluring maybe? Each to their own.
"What's up with that? You trying to pash me?" he playfully teased Julian. Maybe messing with drunks was to much fun. Zach really wasn't trying nothing pre se but he was enjoying himself. So long as he could stay up instead of have the tables turned he could play 'cool' and tease Julian a bit. However he knew how easy flustered he could become so why not try to take advantage of the situation while Julian was out of breath and a bit distracted? Sure he might be breathing a bit hard but he could control his breathing. It was an old trick for when you needed to calm down or the wild animals could smell your fear.
Post by Julian Vogel on Mar 23, 2017 10:03:22 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: Julian says Zach doesn't have long before he makes him switch places.
The blush suited the light-haired male. Honest, it did with those red eyes of his. What he wouldn't give to just hold the other male, earning a blush from him every time it started to fade... wait. Focus. As easy as it was to let his mind wander into a daydream, he wanted to stay present and remember this moment, just in case they sobered up and Zach came to his senses about this whole claiming business. Or there was always the chance that Mr. Sassafras would object to the whole arrangement- the blue-haired servamp did seem like he could be annoying just for the sake of it.
"Ah no, I'm fine." The Australian wasn't getting off the hook that easily- the slang was the same between England and Australia in this case, and he certainly wasn't angry. Not now. Had been, but it seemed distant now, like nothing mattered except being happy with Zach. "British. We can drink at eighteen. Forget this twenty bollocks." His intent was to make it sound like he was used to drinking, but the truth was, he hadn't done it that often. There had been parties while he was at school, but the students usually had cheap beer or awful, dirt-cheap liquor so he'd always been inclined to fill his glass with more soda than alcohol, just to account for the awful taste. But the British blond was drunk now and trying hard not to seem like it. Was the way he fell back ungracefully too obvious? It felt a little like slipping once Zach set him in motion to fall backwards until, mercifully, he was laying on his back with Zach above him.
"I'm not usually the one on my back. This is so undignified." Julian began to explain, as if just reasoning with Zach would convince him to switch places. It wasn't entirely true, he just didn't want to be on his back right now. And yet, he didn't move to physically force it- no, he'd give the other a chance to adhere to his 'request' before he reacted. See, he could be patient. At least for a moment. Probably not for long because laying on his back was uncomfortable. His hands rose, resting on Zach's hips.
"Do you mind if I take off my jacket? It's getting hot in here." Julian found himself asking, feeling compelled to make sure he didn't make Zach uncomfortable by moving too quickly. That is to say, it wasn't exactly strange for him that he asked- he didn't want Zach to think it was some kind of hint about how he wanted the night to go. Though, Julian wasn't sure it wasn't a hint. Zach was getting to him. But could Zach blame him? The blazer he was wearing was a bit warm, and beneath that the British man had a tan sweater and a white button-up shirt. He would have enough reason to be warm without being teased.
He didn't know why he was over Julian. He didn't know why he was strangely liking the sight of Julian up close to him. He sure the hell wasn't sure why he had momentarily rested his forearm next to Julian's head just so he could be even closer to him. So why would he know what was going on when he just let his eyes get lost into them beautiful blue eyes? It was like getting lost in the ocean.. No focus here! He was suppose to be playing with the drunken man. See What he would do and.. damn it, he really liked that accent Julian had. He had to be british. Zach assumed thats what it was but there was only a few others that could sound similar to british and.. Ha! Yes he knew it! As soon as Julian conformed what he was thinking Zach actually let his face light up with happiness for a moment. he wasn't sure why. Hell he wasn't sure about anything.
Maybe his drink was stronger then he thought. well it was called blow my skull for a reason right? He'd blame it on his drink. For some reason zach was actually enjoying this males voice right now. Slang for slang? He wasn't sure what 'bollocks' meant but he had a pretty good idea considering what he had said previous to it. So yes, he actually found himself laughing. What was this? he was the one over Julian and yet he felt his whole mood, personality changing already. Maybe he wasn't meant to try things like this. Or rather try to be the one over someone else. Just thinking about it he found himself rolling his eyes at what came next. He hated to admit it to but he wasn't used to this position either! Even when he was -occasionally- flirting with the women he would get so un easy hovering over them. so this situation was no different!
Yet he was strangely enjoying how patient Julian was being, part of him wanted to push him and see how little patients he had, but hey- Damn it all to hell. Glaring down at Julians hands he was about to snap at him and tell him hands off but with the position they was in.. He could feel the heat in his face coming back again. Reality had finally set in for the Australian as he realized the position they was in and how close he was to Julian. "Do you mind if I take off my jacket? It's getting hot in here." Yes thank god, he had an excuse to get up. Quickly jerking his body away from Julian he nearly jerked back to quick. If he hadn't grabbed ahold of the table at the last second he would have actually fallen backwards out the seat. his heart was going a mile a minute now.
What was he doing? He barely knew Julian and without thinking he crawled over him and got as close as he could as if he was asking for more. This went beyond being a loyal friend! Yet.. he didn't hate it, oh no he sure didn't. But look where they was, if someone seen him. Fuck, oh fuck he could die of embarrassment right now. Holding his hand up to his mouth he actually took the time to bite his injured hand to calm himself down. Okay he was going to be okay so long as he didn't try that again! If he did he might actually die this time from embarrassing himself so bad. "Ah.. ha ha.. go ahead." He forced the words, taking a deep breath to calm himself down. Once he was sure that his heart rate had calmed down he shifted in his seat to lean back against the back of the booth.
Post by Julian Vogel on Mar 24, 2017 3:05:55 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: Julian is confusing & contradictory, but at least he knows it? idk, sorry.
This wasn't how it was supposed to go. They couldn't hook up at a bar. Julian was going to have to stop the Australian- what was he, some kind of adult entertainer?- if the handsy guy took it any farther. Not that he was alarmed. He wasn't feeling panic, just... perhaps the very faint traces of annoyance. The sort of 'tread with caution' warning was coming soon- one wrong step and Julian would be the one snapping. For now he could lay flat, watching the red eyes of the vampire. Zach didn't scare him, even now hovering over him, even with all the power the subclass had in comparison to a human like Julian. Well, an eve who didn't know his own strength, perhaps.
It might have seemed weird, but Julian actually felt bad, as if he'd scared Zach away with his request. He hadn't missed the glare he'd earned or the sudden motion, like he couldn't wait to get away. It was like trouble in paradise already. Maybe he shouldn't touch Zach. Funny, he could kiss the guy, but he couldn't put his hands on him? He was fairly certain it wasn't confusing just because he was drunk. Sitting up, he pulled off his jacket, folding it in half out of habit before draping it over the top of the booth's bench.
"Thanks." Julian stated, turning his attention back to Zach. He'd make it up to him... but how? Seeing Zach leaning back against the seat, as if trying to relax, Julian gave it a few more seconds. Just let the Australian let his guard down, and then... Julian reached out, grabbing Zach's waist again. Possibly the worst thing to do, so, why was he? He didn't know, honest. This time he pulled Zach onto his lap, wrapping his arms around his chest to hold him in place. Whether the other male approved or not, Julian was happy now. It probably wasn't the ideal position considering the thoughts Zach put in his head by crawling over him moments before, but it wasn't his problem if Zach was bothered by his reaction, was it? Nope, he was going to keep Zach on his lap - it was the Australian's own damn fault.
"Don't pout." Julian warned. No- it wouldn't have made sense. Shouldn't have. Zach didn't look sad or upset, or mad. He looked a little... well, freaked out might have been harsh, but hey, the British blond wasn't going to apologize. Perhaps it was a warning not to pout about being put on Julian's lap? Except, he really didn't care if Zach pouted, or argued with him. Okay- Zach had every right to be confused. Julian was confused himself.
"Forgive me. You spoiled me, getting so close." Julian offered in explanation. Zach would have to forgive him- he wasn't always cuddly, but the alcohol definitely lowered his inhibitions. Not that it would matter. This whole encounter felt a little like something you'd dream only to have it disappear in the morning. Maybe Zach would really wind up being a frog on his pillow the next morning. For now, he was going to hug the potential frog, letting the stress of the week slip away. As long as his frog-boy kept calm, he could enjoy this.
"I need another drink." Julian wasn't really talking to Zach. Or, if he was, he wasn't loosening his grasp on Zach at all, or making any move to get up himself. He wasn't looking around for a waitress either. In fact, Julian wasn't fully aware that he'd said it aloud at all. It was more of a verbalized thought, one he knew he had but didn't realize he'd felt strongly enough about it to let Zach know.
Okay he was pretty sure that he had just sobered up from that! He was almost certain that all alcohol he had in his system was gone. He could feel himself dying. His heart was going crazy, his mind was racing and his blood pressure was through the roof he was sure. It wasn't like he minded the kissing. A little making out never hurt no one right? But take it further and he was not going to stand for it. He wouldn't stand for it in the least! Yet.. he didn't hate it. he just refused to have a drunken one night with someone. He'd never be able to forgive himself let alone look at the other in the eyes. If he was going to see him around more then he needed to be able to look at him right? So in a way he was so glad that Julian had asked to take his jacket off.
Taking this time to just close his eyes and calm himself he wasn't expecting what happen next to actually.. well happen. The next thing the poor male knew he was being pulled against Julian's chest. His eyes went wide as he felt them arms around his chest. What? What was this? Was this really happening? Just when he calmed down too! He was almost sure that he had bad luck because it seemed like his face was going to be tinted red all night! He hated this, this was so embarrassing. He wanted to snap at him and ask him what the hell his problem was.. Yet something about being held.. well he didn't hate it. So he just pretend like he was obeying Julian when he said don't pout. Sure he could guess he meant something else! But he was going to play it off as he was just doing what Julian wanted.
Julian wasn't the only one that was liking this. For as much as he might have spoiled the drunken blonde by getting close... Well zach was enjoying actually being held. he didn't mind this touching so much because it wasn't sexual. It was almost wanting, caring. So he just gave a heavy sigh as if he was going along with it. While in reality it was a relaxed sight. Closing his eyes he actually went as far as to lean his head back against Julian's chest. His head resting softly against the others neck line. This was.. so nice. Maybe this wasn't so bad. he could live with this. He could live with knowing he was a cuddly drunk instead of a sexual one. Smiling to himself he gave up his 'fight.' Hell Zach could swear that if he stayed like this, being held so close to Julian's chest that he might fall asleep.
His body was still recovering from the horrible day he was having. so having a warm body against his own. He could understand why his friend was more then willing to have dakota share the room with him. smirking a bit at the thought he was almost completely gone when he heard two voices. The first Was the drunken snake that was holding him so close and refusing to let go the other.. It sounded so monotone.. Where had he heard that.. fuck, he knew who that bored tone belonged to. His eyes shot open the moment he realized that his friend must have been back early. This wasn't good if he seen him like this.. Prying himself from Julian he might have used a bit to much force in all fairness. Yet he wasn't about to give Julian time to whine or snap at him. Instead he jumped up to his feet.
Grabbing the males folded up- wait really? he folded his jacket when he was.. wait no this wasn't the time to question the males weird habits! Using his free hand he held Julian's wrist and started to tug him along with him. He wasn't walking he was almost running to the back room to make sure no one seen him. He wasn't sure why he was so embarrassed but having the other see him all cuddled up to a man, half asleep, was not his ideal intention. Sure he might not have fully thought this through. He might not have considered what would be going through Julians head right now. But this was happening. he was pulling him up to the attic. Once he was inside Zach took a deep breath as he bent forward a bit to catch his breath. Yup he was definitely sober now!
Looking over at Julian he actually found himself laughing as he realized what he had just done. "Ah.. sorry, i panicked a bit.." He mumbled under his breath. rubbing the back of his head he groaned. "Well.. this is my room.. Make yourself at home...Till Noalani goes to bed your staying here." Okay maybe he was a bit drunk because he was speaking almost normal. Blame it on being scared it sent his nerves and his brain into a fit. Walking away from Julian he made his way over to the white little bunny that was sleeping happily on his pillow.
Smiling he sat down on his bed and looked towards Julian. "So Mate.. Lets kill time.. Tell me about yourself?" It might have sounded like a demand but it was more of a question. if they was going to see more of one another then why not get this over with and at least seem interested in one another? After all Julian came across as someone that loved talking about himself. Maybe he was wrong, but he was pretty sure he wasn't this time.
Post by Julian Vogel on Mar 24, 2017 11:47:31 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 beginning to wonder why Zach can't sit still- heh. and he's the one pouting.
Maybe he got it wrong. Maybe this was going to work. Julian let his own eyes close. He could almost pretend this never had to end. That's what he wanted, an endless night where the promise that Zach would be his never had to expire. If he wasn't so drunk he might have realized he sounded a bit desperate thinking like that, but he couldn't bring himself to care what it seemed like.
Zach disrupted his calm moment forcing Julian to open his eyes again as Zach detangled himself none too gently- was that really necessary?- before grabbing Julian's jacket. What the hell?
"Why..." Was all Julian managed to verbalize. But he didn't put up any fight. If Zach wanted to leave but was willing to take him along, he really shouldn't complain, right? Maybe the place was on fire, or the bouncer was going to kick him out or something. There were valid excuses. Did they have to go so fast? It was definitely seeming more fire-like emergency, except, they weren't leaving the building. They were going to the attic of all places. Missing the stair by mistake, slamming his shin into the next stair instead as he tried to keep up with Zach, Julian scowled. That was definitely going to leave a bruise. Why was Zach pulling him along? Why stairs? Didn't he notice he was drunk? Damn it.
And yet, weirdly, he couldn't stay mad. Before, Zach grabbing his jacket was very thoughtful. Julian wouldn't have remembered it, but he would have missed it if he had lost it. So maybe- just maybe- he'd give the guy the benefit of the doubt and wait for an explanation before moving fully from irritated to mad.
Julian wasn't expecting laughter. This wasn't funny. Julian met the laughter with calmness. Nope, no amusement here. Panicked? Make himself at home? Wait, wasn't he the one who was supposed to keep Zach? Zach was clearly trying to reverse their roles already. How annoying was that?
"I told you- I know Mr. Sassafras. Why am I being kept away from him?" Seriously. What was going on here? "Looks like someone's a fan of the cat. Loyal mate, huh?" Glancing around the room, the guy had an old calendar and a picture of Noalani hanging up. What was that about? What kind of guy had a picture of another guy hanging up? Well, okay, he wouldn't have minded if it was a picture of him, and it wasn't like he expected Zach to be psychic, but really? It was strange to walk into.
"Me?" As if the question were odd. But Zach had it right. Julian would have preferred cuddling with Zach with the sounds of the bar drowning them out, and yet, here they were in the other boy's bedroom, so talking about himself was preferential to silence. Julian actually sighed. This isn't what he wanted at all, but he wasn't going to stand by the door all night. It looked like he had two choices so long as he was staying- sitting at the desk chair, or sitting on the bed near that sleeping bunny. As tempting as the desk chair was- and it was! Just imagine how dignified he'd seem sitting properly in a chair!- Julian moved to the bed, sitting down before pulling off his boots. As with his jacket earlier, he grabbed them, setting them neatly beside the bed before he sat as far back on the bed as he could, leaning ever-so-slightly so his back was touching the wall.
"I'm an Eton College graduate." Julian began. That had been a big part of his identity. Eton wasn't a college in the American sense, it was a boarding school for children ages thirteen through eighteen. On the other hand, Zach wasn't from England, so how was he to know what Eton was? Best to move on to something that didn't require explaining. "Just moved to Japan. I enjoy long walks and rainstorms..." That was a lie, he was actually a bit lazy. Prone to getting settled and staying in one place, not to volunteering for walks. Though, to be fair, if you could get him to go walking he would enjoy it, and likely wouldn't be the one to want it to end. So maybe- just maybe he did like walks. But not rain. Rain was kind of inconvenient and a bit gross. Who knew where that water was evaporated from?
"Is this an interrogation or are you filling out my online dating profile?" Julian challenged. Okay, it was fair to say he was still sore that Zach wouldn't sit on his lap. It was also fair to say that 'tell me about yourself' was far from interrogation-esque.
Blood he could smell blood, looking back at Julian a bit to quickly he scanned the other. Sure it might look as if he was checking him out but he wasn't. Okay he was, but for other reasons. He didn't physically see any blood but he could smell it. Where was it coming from? He didn't have no wounds on him, from what he could see. Or he'd smelled it earlier. So where was it.. oh wait didn't he hear him hitting his knee a moment ago. Of course the blood be in the most awkward place to examine. Well okay one of the worse places clearly there was worse places to be- No! he needed to focus here he couldn't let this distract him. But... Mister Sassafras? Yeah he could understand why Noa would have bitten him now. He would bite Julian if he was called something like that. He couldn't understand silly little names for cats but hey! Okay focus zach! No need to be so distracted right now.
"Sass..a..fras.. I can see why you was bitten." he admitted out loud. He knew how his friend was, he knew he didn't get angry allot, no. But he also knew how he was when it came to calling him names. Oh well he wasn't complaining! He was not assisted with a sexy blonde and- what the hell was he thinking? No this wasn't happening. How could he be happy that Noalani was stuck with someone like this just because it meant he'd get to see him more often? This was not like him at all.. Maybe it was the smell of blood that was driving his senses crazy. he couldn't remember actually biting a human before. He had never bitten one before, so why was this scent intoxicating? Was it because all the alcohol he had in his system? Perhaps that was what it really was.
A fan? Looking around to see what he meant Zach couldn't help but to burst out into a laughing fit. Oh he forgot all about that. "Nah mate! I dont live here.. Well i stay in this room when im in town.. But this Is Dakota's bedroom. Noalani's partner. When im in town i borrow this room so Dakota stays with Noalani." He laughed at the thought, rubbing the back of his head. Great now he seemed like someone obsessed with his Servamp. He out grew that school boy crush over twenty years ago. Smiling at the thought though he looked up at the calendar.. But.. Something seemed wrong.. Wasn't that an old calendar?Did the brunette not change calendars out often? shaking the thought out of his head he focused back on Julian instead.
"Why you jealous?" He teased him a bit, he actually thought it was funny that the blonde would point out Noalani's picture on the wall. Was he jealous thinking zach and the cat man had a thing going on? How amusing was that? Humming a bit to himself he nodded his head when Julian asked him that. He was a bit curious about him, so why not? Like Julian had expected though he really had no idea what Julian was talking about, he could only assume that it meant some fancy school. Poor thing, having to be so proper. Just the thought made him want to wince. Rolling his eyes however towards the end he sighed and scooted back against the window, or head of the bed. Putting Bailey back in her cage he reached over.
Pay back time! grabbing Julian's chest he pulled the male back against his chest. If he thought he was in control he'd put a little damper on his plans. He was going to show him he wouldn't surrender so easily. Smirking to himself when he was sure Julian was going to be still he leaned his head over to rest his chin on Julian's shoulder. Sure it wasn't as comfortable as resting against the blonde but he would sacrifice just this once to annoy the blonde. "Im from the bush.. er.. outback, mate. I never went to a real school. It was me and my sister. We lived in the wild. Hunted, killed and survived on or talent alone. Life was grand." He smiled happily at the thought. He loved thinking about his past. He liked remembering how fun life had been once.
Yet, his story didn't end there now did it? "Then one night we was sleeping and we was attacked by a pack of wild dogs. I was the lucky one... well mostly. I was sent off to Japan which of course was not within Cooee. I hated it. I was forced to go to school. I nearly killed a bloke! I wasn't used to others and my grand Oldies at all!" he groaned just thinking about it. he really did hate it here sometimes. He hated Japan but it was better then going into a foster home or being homeless he had to admit. Shaking the thought out of his head he nuzzled his cheek to Julian's softly. "I was Cactus as seventeen. Apparently the one i had got into a fight with and nearly killed got his revenge!" That shouldn't be funny right? Yet here he was laughing about being killed. Silly americans, no silly humans was just the worse.
"Noalani had come along just in time to see me laying there all Cactus. Apparently he seen something in my eyes and wanted to help me. so ha! Dead at seventeen and alive now. Holy dooley! " That was how you told a story. Not a half assed one telling what school you went to and what you liked. A very vague one at that. Yet he wasn't complaining all that much. Looking at Julian he gave a playful smile this time. "Mate, your bleeding."
Random much? Maybe but the scent was starting to drive him crazy and he needed Julian to be aware of it at least. He wasn't sure why he thought Julian would care, but he thought he'd let him know since he had helped him earlier with the glass.. speaking of glass. "And you have blood on your face." That one earned a cocky grin, he knew that blood was his own from the kiss earlier. But something about telling the pretty blonde he looked like a 'mess' right now was just to pleasing to him.
Post by Julian Vogel on Mar 24, 2017 20:50:59 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 feels like a child being held by zach.
"Ha ha. Very funny. It's not my fault Mr. Sassafras was so sassy. Maybe if he'd been nice I'd have called him Mr. Cuddles. It's not like I knew he'd be stuck with the name." Julian defended himself. Well, kind of? He didn't regret it, and it wasn't like he really would have changed the name- he was not the least bit opposed to annoying people. But now that he knew Noalani was bound to the name, it was hard not to wonder whether or not there would have been a better name for the servamp. Mr. Cuddles wouldn't have made the list- he would have wanted to pick something that would have bothered Noalani specifically, had he known the vampire well enough to figure that out.
Wait, he was in the bedroom of a hot guy. What was he thinking about Noalani for?
"We're in Noalani's boyfriend's room?" Julian quizzed, amused by the thought. Unlike Zach, that was more than enough reason to hide something from the room in the bar, or steal the photograph, or- oh, Zach was still here. He'd probably get blamed for it, and well, honestly? Julian didn't want to make too bad of an impression by being mean.
"Jealous of Noalani? No, I'm quite happy my hair doesn't look like cotton candy." Julian deflected. Cotton candy was probably not the best insult, but it was the first thing he thought of that was blue. "It is a bit odd though... Him staring at me. You know, he bit me." As if Zach hadn't said that earlier. It wasn't really meant to inform Zach, more to emphasize why he could possibly be bothered by the picture besides the real reason- his own forming jealousy. Whatever. He'd put an end to it. Julian started to lean over, ready to crawl acros the bed to the photo when Zach changed his plans, pulling him against his chest.
The hell? It took him a few seconds just to process the sudden motion. When he caught up, he looked up at Zach, waiting expectantly for an explanation. What he got was a "proper" story. Julian placed his left hand over Zach's, listening patiently. Grand Oldies? Hah, that's definitely what he was going to call Zach when- wait, Zach was never getting older. That was a weirdly sad thought, only made worst by the alcohol. Cactus, though, that made him pause. He had no idea what that meant. Forgetting the cactus part, hearing Zach was killed by a schoolmate was another emotional thought. His greatest friends, the people he considered his family, were schoolmates. It seemed Zach hadn't got that experience.
"Noalani found you?" Julian asked. It'd take him a minute to imagine it, to think Mr. Sassafras could be kind enough to save a teenager.
"I'm not bleeding." Julian assured him, as if the comment's shift from the story wasn't weird. When he mentioned the blood on his face, though, that got Julian's attention.
"Bloody hell." Julian tried to sit up. He couldn't lay down looking like a mess. "Why didn't you tell me?" Like anyone saw them at the booth, but still. Reaching out, he grabbed the clock from the edge of the desk, using the glass to check his face. Not wanting to get blood on any of Zach's things- how quickly he seemed to forget it wasn't Zach's room- he used the edge of his sweater sleeve, wiping the blood.
"Hey, Zach?" Julian used looking into the clock face to his advantage, as if he were too distracted to look back at the Australian. "I'm sorry that happened to you." He knew it wouldn't make a difference. He couldn't change what happened, but he meant it, he really did feel badly. Speaking of feeling badly, his attention wandered from the clock to his shin. It still hurt. Julian leaned down, pulling up his left pant leg to reveal the bruised shin. To his surprise there was a cut about an inch long, though not very deep. Blood was smudged from his pants, and still slowly seeping from the wound. Zach was right, he was bleeding.
Well mate, they call him sassy for a reason. He's actually really sarcastic when he talks to you. His emotionless expression doesn't help either." he laughed at the thought of Noalani being a sassy cat to Julian. The image alone was enough to make him want to laugh at Julian. He wasn't sorry, he been on the other end the claws. He been there when Noalani used that sarcastic tone saying he could attack Dakota if he was ready for what came after. Wait he shouldn't be thinking of them when he had Julian in his arms, right? Focusing back on the blonde he just gave a soft hum. this really wasn't that bad, he was enjoying himself. Even more when Julian seemed bothered by the fact it wasn't his room. "Well Mate, It ain't mine. I'm just borrowing it for a while." He laughed at the thought, he could have said it was his room first, but he liked this better.
He wasn't sure why but he did. Sure he knew that when he mentioned Noa that Julian was playing it off as something else. If he hadn't been a bit drunk from his drink earlier then he might call him on it. But right now? He was finding it strangely adorable how he was doing this. Shaking his head when he went to say it was weird that the picture was staring at him, he almost wanted to make a silly and maybe corny joke but it seemed like he didn't get the chance to because the subject had changed once more. zach didn't mind telling a little about himself because it strangely made him happy. Then again any time he got to talk about his past made him happy. Especially about the adventures that Florra and him went on. Well when he was a small child they was considered adventures..
No! He was getting lost in his thoughts again he wanted to spend this time getting to know Julian and you know picking on him a bit. He was almost certain that it was because the alcohol or maybe it was pay back for making him blush so much earlier. "He did and you are, i can smell it. Your blood smells so sweet and intoxicating because the alcohol." He corrected Julian. Surely enough, look there. Oh hey Zach did know what he was talking about. grinning playfully when he watched Julian rolling his pant leg up to see that Zach did know what he was talking bout. He wanted to ask him 'so what was you saying? Yet He was more intrigued by the fact Julian was spazzing out over the blood on his face. Wasn't that the cutest thing you have ever seen?
"Oh here you Ankle biter." He playfully mocked Julian. grabbing ahold of the blonde hair beauties chin he leaned in close. Making sure Julian had to look him in the eyes. "I'm not. I got a true mate that day, my first actually." Was that sad? To think that he had no friends when he died and only had one now, or any now? All it took was dying to make some friends. Moving in closer he closed his eyes as he started lapping the blood from Julian's cheek. It wasn't to much blood, it was his own blood, but there was enough to show someone's palm had touched him there. zach didn't quiet like the taste of his own blood, or any vampires blood for the matter but he was the one that made the mess so he could at least clean up after himself.
Besides he could blame it on the alcohol later. But now? Fuck he was enjoying this a bit to much. He wasn't a cat like Noalani, nor an animal period but fuck when a sexy little blonde was trying to clean it off him, Zach didn't mind cleaning up the dried blood. Three licks had cleaned the blood from Julian's face yet he went for a fourth just for the hell of it. Using his sleeve to dry Juliann's cheek after, which in all honestly there was no real need to seeing how he didn't droll like a dog would, but again it was just an excuse to stay in Julian's face a little longer. Once he was done 'helping' Julian he finally remembered what the other had said earlier so he shifted on the bed, moving from out behind Julian. pushing the clock out of his hands and onto the floor unfortunately, he'd have to make sure it didn't break later..
But for now.. He was going to do something he knew he'd probably never be let down for later. Crawling back into Julian's arms he got himself comfortable in the younger males lap, wiggling a bit to get comfortable he gave a soft yawn when he leaned back against his chest. his arms reaching and grabbing Julian's 'forcing' him to hold him as he closed his eyes. "There, i done you a solid.. now let me rest here a bit mate.. Rock up here earlier. I'm a bit stuffed." He sighed softly, he was far past caring right now. He was far past regret to! Ever since Julian pulled him in his arms at the bar, downstairs, he wanted to enjoy this feeling a bit longer. after all, Julian was the one who held him like this first! so he was just going to go with the flow and hope Julian wouldn't make him move any time soon.
Post by Julian Vogel on Mar 26, 2017 20:53:56 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: Boring rich boy- he's sorry he's not more interesting.
Okay- he knew where this was going. He was going to get another kiss! Smiling, he met Zach's gaze with a smug confidence- Zach couldn't resist him, could he?
"Does that-" Make me your second was how that sentence would have finished if Zach hadn't started licking him. Why was this not a kiss? His smile slipped. "Zaaachh," The protest came. Just a name, not 'stop' or 'gross' or 'why', but an obligatory protest to the invasion of space. At that point though there was no purpose to having the clock, so he didn't complain about Zach "taking" it. He also didn't complain about Zach crawling into his arms. It wasn't a kiss, but his smile came back- he couldn't help it. Holding Zach just made him happy. his leg snaking over Zach's, trapping the younger boy in place, also made him happy. That, and he didn't want Zach to roll over onto his 'injured' leg, or any mishaps like that.
"Thank you." Julian chimed in. "I must have looked like a mess." Was he really thanking a guy for licking him? Well, when in Rome.
"I'll tell you a story. And if that doesn't put you to sleep, I'll sing to you." Julian offered "helpfully". It wasn't helpful- the bully wanted to keep Zach awake as long as he could. The sooner Zach woke, the sooner he'd want to move, if Zach really did pass out. That, or if he let the other male get too tired, he might be the one getting sent away.
"I am an only child." Wait, not facts. A real story. He didn't point it out to Zach, but he started again. "In Britain, family is everything. My family wasn't too shabby- my granddad was a member of the House of Lords, part of Parliament. My dad, he always wanted to follow in granddad's footsteps. By twenty-four it seemed clear he missed that golden window- he was never going to be the inspirational young politician. So he decided it was time that he and my mother had a child- me. He was the type of man who wanted to see his dreams fulfilled through his child from the start." What kind of government did Australia even have? Did they have a government? Surely they did.
"That's why I grew up going to boarding school. Sort of- when you're young, you go to a boarding school, but only for the day, so I went home to my parents' home most nights- not all of them. Sometimes we'd stay with the upperclassmen who were boarding there. Or I'd stay with my mates. My parents weren't so bad, but they were very much those my-job-comes-first types. As a kid I had a hard time with it. You know, I was young. I was quite spoiled, but I saw my teachers as parental figures rather than my parents." He wasn't going for sad- he was just telling Zach about himself. His voice wasn't sad, it was matter-of-fact, like he had little, if any emotional connection to the words. It was definitely different than Zach laughing during his own story, but Julian didn't mind. He just wanted to prove to Zach he was okay with the Australian knowing him.
"Then I aged into Eton college when I turned thirteen. Eton is a well-respected boarding school not too terribly far from London. I still participated in summer vacations with my family, but I considered Eton my home for the last six years. So, when I graduated my granddad wanted me to go to Oxford, but I was an adult, so I came here. Little odd, though. I mean, my flat's nice. I'm not complaining. It's just... I miss Eton. I'm glad you're here- you've chased my homesickness away. Last guy I met bit me." Julian kissed the top of Zach's head, smiling down at the Australian- even if he couldn't see the smile, he'd earned it.
Was Julian really that happy because zach was going to help him out? That he was going to clean up the mess he made? The thought was rather... cute to say the least. to think Julian might actually be pleased with something he did. Yet.. him not finishing his but to ask him. "Does that, what mate?" He questioned Julian before crawling into his arms. It really was comfortable here after all. strangely this was a two way street. For as much as Julian might have loved holding him, hugging him. It was mutual and zach was enjoying it just as much. Go figure, huh? Smiling happily as he rested in Julians arms he not only got to hear a cute little whine of protest from him but he also got a thank you. Okay he was so rethinking this whole 'fall down stairs' thought of his.
"Ha i like my tucker bloody, mate. So if anything you I wanted to take a bite out ya. But don't worry i wouldn't have boged in.." He teased Julian. He wouldn't say he looked like a mess pre se. But he did look good to him. Blame his vampire insists. It wasn't like he wanted to be one in the first place but hey! he wasn't hating it. It sure the hell had its benefits, that was for sure. Oh hey! Story time. He could tell from the way he started speaking. he didn't know why but he loved story time. hell he even turned ever so slightly so he could rest his head on Julian's chest instead. Just hearing Julian speaking made the Australian close his eyes. resting a hand over his heart. he didn't know why but it seemed like the most comfortable position to rest in when you was listening to a story..
Or rather it was for him because it made him feel like he was back home listening to his sisters stories. So wait, his parents didn't really care for him? He didn't know why but that actually made him laugh a bit. He knew it shouldn't have. He knew he should have been feeling bad for the blonde but really. Zach's parents wanted nothing to do with him and his sister and actually left him so parents was just horrible now a days. When Julian was done he would explain why he laughed a bit during his story. He wasn't being rude he just found it ironic to be honest. Yet he wasn't a bit shocked to hear he was a rich kid that had went through school with a silver spoon in his mouth. No knowing didn't change how he seen him. He still seen him as self confident little ass that thought he could boss others around, yet had a soft and affectionate side to him. Because frankly that was exactly the vibe he got from Julian right now.
Wait he was glad that.. well he done it now. zach's face went as red as a tomato right now. What the hell? Why would he even say that? Better yet why did he like it? He could feel his own heart racing and feel his breaths come in small gasp. No, focus zach! don't let the words of a drunken man get under your skin. Clearing his throat he looked up at Julian. Both his eyes showing for once. "Ha, it's funny if you think about it Mate. Your Oldies didn't notice you. My Oldies left me and Florra." There, that would make him laughing earlier understandable. Grinning a bit to himself he decided to go on a whelm here and try something. Or rather see if Julian would take the bait. "Wanna Pash on?" What? Julian was the one who looked at him earlier like he wanted to after all.
Post by Julian Vogel on Mar 29, 2017 23:53:59 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: julian is testing his boundaries with zach.
"Does that make me your second?" Julian repeated, finishing the question now. "Your friend I mean. Does that make me your second friend?" The question felt silly now that he had to repeat it, so Julian looked away from the Australian, examining instead the fabric of the vest upon Zach's torso.
Hey- it was a worthwhile use of time. It was probably far too soon to be asking if Zach wanted to be friends. What if it sounded desperate? They barely knew each other. But he'd yet to make his first friend in Japan- he wasn't counting Noalani as a friend.
Take a bite out of him? It would have shocked him more if Noa hadn't beaten Zach to it. All in all, being bit wasn't excruciating. He wouldn't exactly suggest it to anyone, but he wouldn't
"What is it Sassy would say? Woe is me- couldn't I have been your eve?" Julian replied, but he meant it. If he could have turned back time he would have definitely sought Zach out instead of Noa. Granted, this also hinted at the fact that he didn't know subclasses couldn't have eves. They were both vampires, right? And if they could both bite humans, Julian saw no reason why an eve couldn't belong to a subclass instead.
Laughter. It was tempting to stop there, to pout, to just call the whole storytelling off. But Julian persisted, only to save his pouting expression for when he'd finished, preparing himself to scold Zach for being rude- who did that sound like?- before the explanation.
It didn't help, Julian was still pouting, slow to forgive this time it seemed. But, now he didn't know quite what to complain about. Was it the laughter? Before he had to think too hard about it, Zach posed the question. Again, his British background helped, his pout turning into a smirk.
"More than anything." Julian agreed. He would have kissed Zach then rather than agreeing, but his mind was a step ahead- the way he was holding Zach wasn't exactly the most conducive to kissing, so he'd loosen his grip, letting Zach turn towards him. Except, letting him wasn't exactly what happened. Instead Julian started pushing Zach towards the bed, hoping the Australian would still turn so Zach could lay flat on his back.
Either way, Julian's plan was to crawl over him, it wouldn't make a difference whether Zach was on his stomach or his back. There was no one to see now- he could show the white-haired male what that sort of teasing was supposed to look like. And besides- what was a sexier way to kiss than this? It also meant Julian could keep Zach close. Something about having Zach pinned beneath him was incredibly enticing to the blond.
"P.D.A., not really my thing." Julian explained. "But in here? Crawl all you want. Your room, your rules." Well... Dakota's room, but if Julian remembered that detail, he certainly didn't seem to care now. Saying Zach could make the rules was easy for Julian to say when he was already trying to be the one on top, wasn't it? But it wouldn't matter to him if Zach resisted. Zach was his own person, he could refuse if he wanted to and, like everything so far, Julian would adjust to the reality Zach's decision created for them.
Second friend? Well he had to admit that he had to think about that a moment. Because as much as he swore to a truce with Dakota he didn't know if he could quite say that he would call him a friend. Maybe he was close to a friend sure, but a friend? Myabe.. he'd figure that out later. But Julian? He didn't even remembering to be his friend in the first place! He agreed -in his head- that he would be nice because he was Noa's eve. so was he his second? Thinking about it seriously for a moment he came to the same conclusion each time. He really had no reason not to consider the sexy blonde as a friend. after all he seemed alot nicer the longer they talked to one another. so sure why not! He could so be friends with him. He was pretty sure he let the anger go he had from earlier.
"Righto." He laughed a bit at the question. He had no problem admitting they was friends. He could easily live with a friend like him. Even if he wasn't the type that he was used to! Oh wait what? His eve? Subclasses couldn't have eve's. smirking a bit at the thought he decided not to pop Julian's bubble so instead he just decided to play along with him. "Woe is us." Okay maybe he was having way too much fun with Julian right now. Was it strange to say he actually felt like a teen once more? Not a bounty hunter that drug people into the police station and went running after bail hopers. But a seventeen year old that was joking with a friend and just enjoying their company? It sure the hell was weird for him. If only he had met Julian- oh wait no he would have been a child if he was seventeen again.
Or.. Wait how old was this blonde anyways? Surely he was old enough to drink.. So twenty? Oh well It didn't matter. He didn't want to ruin this. He was enjoying how the night was going to be worried about his exact age. In fact, he could careless right now. He was pretty sure he was to drunk to even care. Maybe that was why he had asked what he did. Or maybe it was because he was feeling like a teen once more and wanted to enjoy it. Hell he didn't even care why he asked or anything. because as soon as he heard yes -well more or less- That was all that had mattered. zach was actually about to turn around to face Julian when he felt the blonde beating him to it. Letting out a surprised groan he found himself on his back.
Laughing out happily zach reached his arms up to wrap them tightly around Julian's neck. Pulling the sexy blonde against him. sure his face was red again, his heart was racing and he was pretty sure that he was going to regret it when Julian sobered up and remembered everything but hey! Live a little right? Giving Juliana sly grin he all but hummed. "Someone's eager. Your beauty, you know that?" He complimented the other, He couldn't help but to think Julian was great! What other guys was going to shove him back on his back like that so happily only to tell Zach that it was his room that he made the rules. Well for starters he was going to steal them lips that was promised to him.
Pin him to the bed if he wanted, he didn't care. He was pretty sure that was just exciting for the both of them. Curling his arms upwards to slid into them blonde locks he encouraged -demanded- Julian's head closer. Feeling their lips meeting at last he decided to be just slightly mean to Julian. Tugging ever so slightly on his hair Zach let a small moan escape from his lips. Tilting his head slightly towards the right he pushed into the kiss. He did say he wanted to pash after all.
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