School's Out (Brent and Andrew)

[andrew jason locke]

Thank goodness, his luckiness kicked in. Lady Luck was his best friend, after all. Otherwise, he'd have died years ago. The mirror worked: Evil Teacher Number One was momentarily blinded. He had his seconds he'd begged for. Now all he needed to do was finish the job.

There was about thirty feet between the two of them, and no matter how fast he was, all of those precious seconds would be wasted closing the gap. But there was nothing to do but go for it. If he made it, and got one punch in, he'd win. It was obvious that his teacher was equally tired. But if the guy recovered enough to dodge, Andrew wouldn't have enough in him for another blow. Everything depended on those tiny seconds.

Praying to his Lady just once more, he threw everything into his right arm as his swung it forward.

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Outfit

[/b] -------------------------- Clicky!
Notes[/b] -------------------------- ---[/i]
Tagged[/b] -------------------------- Brent[/i]
Song[/b] -------------------------- When You Were Young – Killers[/i]
Credit[/b] -------------------------- Destie~ [/center]

[brent zachary mckinney]

While he was blinded, the student had managed to close the distance between the two of them. Just as Brent regained the best part of his vision, he could see the kid's fist was about to hit him full-on and narrowly avoiding being knocked out as he dodged to the right.

Not letting himself have a moment of rest, Brent lunged straight for the blonde and wrapped his burning-hot hands around his neck, looking at him furiously. "You gonna admit that I've won this before or after I've killed you?" he asked, snarling. Gosh, no, Brent wasn't going to kill him. The guy didn't need to know that though.

Outfit: Clicky! ✘ Notes: I'msorryIcan'tstophim. ✘ Tagged: Andy!

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[andrew jason locke]

My lady's abandoned me... That wasn't the thought that he needed at the moment, but it was what crossed Andrew's mind. Almost more painful than the shame of his current situation, was the idea that if luck was no longer on his side, how was he to find Carter?

Almost, being the key word.

Being held on the throat by the hands of an angry fire faerie, teacher or not, was one reason to be scared to death. He really couldn't think of a more dangerous combination.

He twitched and writhed to no avail. He was caught firmly, to a point that it was disgraceful. The man's hands felt disgusting, the symbol of his obvious loss. "Let...me...go," he tried, as if his words would make some difference. But with the continuous glare, he knew there was no point.

Half of his mind was tempted to just say kill me then, and force him to deal with any guilt that would result from the blood on his hands. But then the thought of not finding Carter took over, as it always did, and he relaxed his muscles.

Swallowing, he glared up at his captor. Even in loss, he wasn't going to give up a little sass. "What are you gonna do with me then, huh? Give me detention?" If the fingers wrapped around his throat weren't so hot, he would have spat.

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Outfit

[/b] -------------------------- Clicky!
Notes[/b] -------------------------- gahhh sassy Andy...[/i]
Tagged[/b] -------------------------- Brent[/i]
Song[/b] -------------------------- When You Were Young – Killers[/i]
Credit[/b] -------------------------- Destie~ [/center]

[brent zachary mckinney]

Brent shook his head and laughed as if the student had said something completely moronic and dumb which, actually, he kind of had. Telling Brent to let him go wasn't going to get him anywhere, if anything it encouraged the brunette to do the opposite.

He ignored what the blonde was saying because that wasn't what he wanted to here. He just wanted the guy to admit his defeat and then he'd leave him alone for now. Then he could make sure neither of them got into any proper trouble as he feared that if he told on the student, the little shit would try dragging Brent down with him. So, he tightened his grip around the boy's neck. "That didn't answer my question." he hissed. That was all Brent was after. It wasn't that complicated now, was it?

Outfit: Clicky! ✘ Notes: I'msorryIcan'tstophim. ✘ Tagged: Andy!

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[andrew jason locke]

Tsch! Bastard really wasn't going to let it go, was he? Not that he wasn't unprovoked or anything...actually, come to think of it, it was a dumb argument to begin with. One little thing led to another, and Andrew couldn't bear insult to Carter, direct or not. But to get murderously angry? Not necessary.

But fuck. It still sucked to be in this situation.

He'd lost. He got that. Admitting it? Not so easy. Andrew chewed on the inside of his cheek in frustration, biting his lip, anything physical to avoid the tongue spilling the truth. The truth that needed to be said. "That's...tsch...fine. You - you win, okay? Just let me the fuck go!" It wouldn't be wrong to say that those were the hardest words he'd ever spoken.

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Outfit

[/b] -------------------------- Clicky!
Notes[/b] -------------------------- ...[/i]
Tagged[/b] -------------------------- Brent[/i]
Song[/b] -------------------------- When You Were Young – Killers[/i]
Credit[/b] -------------------------- Destie~ [/center]

[brent zachary mckinney]

Aha, now that was what he'd been wanting to hear. Brent was tempted to push his luck, maybe force the guy to ask politely for him to let him go but, nah, he'd gotten into a big enough fight for one day. He'd leave it, for now. Brent knew he was probably going to a hold a permanent grudge against whoever the hell this was now just because it was Brent and he was the sort of idiot that easily made and held grudges against people. Besides, the blonde had been the one to start this in the first place by punching Brent's beautiful face!

"Now, off you trot." the man smiled bitterly as he released his grip around the student's neck, albeit reluctantly.

Outfit: Clicky! ✘ Notes: I'msorryIcan'tstophim. ✘ Tagged: Andy!

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[andrew jason locke]

Could you find a more rude and annoying bastard? Not if you searched the lands far and wide. Andrew had heard something about how the guy had a boyfriend or something: was the date a masochist or something? Or maybe his teacher was only rude to him...ha. As if.

Or not? Andrew felt his neck being released from the captivity of fire faerie hands, and told to "trot off". The hell? ...that was sort of...not so rude. Cordial, almost. Almost.

Trying not to think about the pervading fact that his bastard teacher might have the possibility of being a decent person, Andrew jerked his way out the man's grip and turned away, avoiding his face. "Whatever."

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Outfit

[/b] -------------------------- Clicky!
Notes[/b] -------------------------- andy'ssuchajerkiknow.....>.<[/i]
Tagged[/b] -------------------------- Brent[/i]
Song[/b] -------------------------- When You Were Young – Killers[/i]
Credit[/b] -------------------------- Destie~ [/center]

[brent zachary mckinney]

Turning your back and uttering a vaguely irritating 'whatever' didn't count as leaving, Brent thought that was pretty obvious. Hanging around any longer wasn't going to be a very wise idea because Brent often went back on the things he said to people. And that applied here. "Go. Get outta my sight, or you'll regret staying." he raised his voice, his cold eyes on the back of the blonde's head. It wasn't exactly a difficult task, having to scram. Brent was doing the guy a favour here - he was getting off lightly!

Outfit: Clicky! ✘ Notes: I'msorryIcan'tstophim. ✘ Tagged: Andy!

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[andrew jason locke]

Gritting his teeth at the final statement from his teacher, Andrew took off at a slow jog into the forest. After all that fighting, he could use something to cool his head. Not intense running, because he had no energy for it, but enough to calm him down. As he moved, his body creaked and ached. The burns were more than enough to remind him to never fight a fire faerie again.

But at least, if it came down to it, the teacher would be the one picking up the room, replacing the shattered glass and taking the blame. He would have to remember to never be a teacher.

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Outfit

[/b] -------------------------- Clicky!
Notes[/b] -------------------------- andy'ssuchajerkiknow.....>.<[/i]
Tagged[/b] -------------------------- Brent[/i]
Song[/b] -------------------------- When You Were Young – Killers[/i]
Credit[/b] -------------------------- Destie~ [/center]