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Post by Milo Dakota Lark on Mar 25, 2013 20:48:25 GMT
For a moment, Milo was at a loss for what to do. That was just one more thing he absolutely hated about this town - these freaks, vampires and faeries and crazy shit like that - they were a whole new breed of tough. You never knew who you were up against until it was too late. The boy was used to being able to talk tough and intimidate people well enough that way.
He scowled and glared and, for lack of a better idea, reached over and knocked the faerie's half-full beer over so it spilled onto his shirt and lap. Milo straightened up and snarled, "Fine, asshole." Turning on his heel, he stalked toward the back of the bar, toward the restrooms. Maybe he'd find someone willing or drunk enough he could have some cash in his pocket before he went back to school.
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Post by alejandro carlos gaia on Mar 25, 2013 22:42:07 GMT
Alejandro was still laughing when the dick spilled the beer all down the front of him. He stood up quickly. These were his favorite jeans! The little fucker! When he walked away, Alejo knew he could do one of two things. He could be the bigger man and just walk away... or he could go after the mother fucker and teach him a few things about who was bigger and stronger than himself.
Naturally, Alejo picked the second option. He stripped his shirt, not caring where he was, and threw it on the ground. He had plenty of tanks. He was fine without it. He stalked after the small vampire and cornered him in the bathroom. "What the fuck was that about, you douche bag!"
[/b] [/blockquote][/blockquote][/blockquote][/size][/color] Outfit: Clicky ☀ Notes: --- ☀ Tagged: Milejo~
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Post by Milo Dakota Lark on Mar 26, 2013 0:45:36 GMT
Milo heard him following, knew he'd probably crossed a line somewhere, but he didn't care. He slammed open the door of the men's room, stomping inside, no doubt in his mind that Alejandro would follow.
What was it about? Honestly, Milo had no idea what it was about. He'd been off for months, ever since he got bit. His head was off in a thousand different directions. New life (un-life), new health, new school, new town, new freaking country. Nothing was the way he knew it to be, and getting laughed at was just too much right now. God, he wished he had another cigarette. He went straight to the sink, filled his cupped hands with water, and took a drink. He didn't need water anymore, but he felt hot with rage, and it would help him cool off a bit.
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Post by alejandro carlos gaia on Mar 26, 2013 1:10:14 GMT
Not only did the fucker spill Alejo's drink on him, but he was also ignoring Alejandro? That was not going to fly with him. Alejandro wouldn't stand for that. No fucking way in cold hell. He felt his hands shaking and took one of them to put on Milo's shoulder and throw him from the sink and push him to the ground. No. Alejandro didn't get his drink spilled on him. That wasn't happening.
"You're lucky I don't call my fucking vampire boyfriend to kick your ass for me. But then again. Then I won't have as much fun."
[/b] Yeah. He totally wasn't teacher material, yet he still didn't give a fuck. [/blockquote][/blockquote][/blockquote][/size][/color] Outfit: Clicky ☀ Notes: --- ☀ Tagged: Milejo~
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Post by Milo Dakota Lark on Mar 26, 2013 1:15:19 GMT
The water sloshed over his hands, spilling onto his face, dribbling down his chin and onto the front of his shirt. He hit the wall with a small 'oof' of exhaled breath and stared up at his teacher with an expression far too dark for someone his age. He made no effort to shove back, just leaned against the wall and glowered.
"Oh, fucking good for you, you've got a tough boyfriend. Give me a break," he snapped, a slur on the edge of his voice. Milo held his hands out to the side, an open invitation. "You're gonna kick my ass, Gaia? Go ahead. Let's see what you've got."
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Post by alejandro carlos gaia on Mar 26, 2013 1:20:03 GMT
He was becoming more and more impatient with this little fucker. You would think he would have some respect over at least his teachers. It was times like these he really wished he knew where Zach was. Not to fight the fight for him, but to stop him from doing something so stupid he'll regret it in the morning. Alejandro's hands bunched up in fists at his side and he was trying not to let his anger control his powers like it sometimes did. Then there would be an Earthquake and that probably wouldn't be very good.
"You do realize that out of all the different types of faeries, I'm the kind that has power over wood."
[/b] Alejandro told him. He was being really stupid because it would be easy to fucking stake the fucker. [/blockquote][/blockquote][/blockquote][/size][/color] Outfit: Clicky ☀ Notes: --- ☀ Tagged: Milejo~
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Post by Milo Dakota Lark on Mar 26, 2013 2:51:15 GMT
What, death threats? Death was one of the least terrifying possibilities in his life right now. Making him get a real job? Sending him back into foster care? Making him talk about his feelings? Those were things that might give him pause. But death? Dying was easy. He'd been doing it for two years and hardly noticed.
Milo leaned forward slightly, hands and hips still pressed against the wall as he got up into Alejo's face again. "You think you're fucking scary man?" he asked, a sort of desolation in his tone. "You think getting killed is fucking scary? You know, for someone so old, you're pretty fucking stupid.
And then, being so close to his face and drunk and in a self-destructive mood, Milo followed a potentially disastrous impulse, surged forward the extra few inches. He kissed Alejo, hard.
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Post by alejandro carlos gaia on Mar 26, 2013 3:01:27 GMT
Apparently this dude liked getting up into people's faces, because he was in Alejo's face again and, Alejandro wasn't afraid of the kid. He wasn't going to pull away. No. He was going to stay in the kids face because that would like... teach him a lesson or something like that. Right? Right. It was seconds later that he felt lips against his. It didn't exactly register with his drunken mind what was going on. He just knew there was someone kissing him, so he kissed back for a second or two before he realized what was happening.
He pulled away from the kid, but didn't go very far. His mind was trying to catch up to what was going on. He was slow even when he was completely sober, and he was pretty drunk right now. "What the fuck are you doing!"
[/b] Alejandro spat at him. A look of pure anger on his face. [/blockquote][/blockquote][/blockquote][/size][/color] Outfit: Clicky ☀ Notes: --- ☀ Tagged: Milejo~
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Post by Milo Dakota Lark on Mar 26, 2013 3:26:51 GMT
Milo grinned against Alejo's lips, feeling a bit heady from a mix of anger, alcohol, and adrenalin. He fell forward a little, further into his teacher's personal space. He'd had to lean up a bit to reach his lips. One hand fisted in the other man's shirt, though whether it was a move of aggression or passion was unclear.
Whatever warped sense of pride had been knocked away by being mocked by the guy earlier was won back in those two seconds of kissing. "Jeez, Mr. Gaia," he said, emphasizing the name because, dang, who didn't think the whole student/teacher fantasy was hot? "I'd think an experienced guy like you would be able to figure this one out on your own."
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Post by alejandro carlos gaia on Mar 26, 2013 3:33:00 GMT
Okay... when he asked what he was doing. It wasn't like the teacher didn't already know what the kid was doing, it was more of a "why are you doing it because it's really stupid" sort of thing, but, again, Alejo's mind was too slow to say anything like that. He wasn't sure what to do anymore. "I-I have a boyfriend?"
[/b] Alejandro muttered but it sounded more like a question than a statement. The kids hands were on his shirt and he wasn't sure what to do. "I-I am... and I-I know. But you were just... and then I was just... and then you..."[/b] Alejandro was beginning to lose it slightly. Wasn't Alejandro supposed to be killing the dude right now? That would be better than this, right? Maybe? [/blockquote][/blockquote][/blockquote][/size][/color] Outfit: Clicky ☀ Notes: --- ☀ Tagged: Milejo~ [/quote]
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