A Graceless Heart || Bert/Open!!

[Zephyr Israel Wallace]

|words;; 8U Idek || outfits;; Outfit || Song used;; N/A || notes;; :I|

Breath in.

Silence was tangible, almost eerily so, and instead of giving the warmth a room dedicated to Fire Faes you would expect, loneliness made a presence. But... for now, that was for the best. After what happen this morning, a bit of loneliness would do more than just good. The flame trembled, a spark of anger came and went, violently whipping around and vying to get out of his control.

Breath out.

As suddenly as the thrashing of flames started, the candle's light stood still, not daring to bend out of place; an hour worth of this, and his emotions were still livid. A storm really; his anger and regret clashed with each other, hopefulness was trying to mend up the broken heart, pride and sorrow- they all didn't know where the other started and where one ended.

Breath in.

He wasn't sure what to say. To do. He felt like he was a kid again, or worse, like his sister after she gone through a bad break up- it wasn't the fact that Alex liked another that was bothering him (Though that other being... a murdering psychopath, at least in his opinion... that did); the fact of the matter that he was used. Yup. Spun around, his feeling toyed with and just as he had a flicker of hope, that he... actually had something reciprocated- ah, there was that smack of reality to run him over. Ze wasn't anything. He was just a distraction.

Just a fucking distraction.

Anger swelled, overpowering the regret- sure, he gotten his two-cent in and had a bit of self-righteousness to boot with that punch; a part of him regretted ever doing that, that ever step he took to get here was another urge to take one back and apologize. Actually, he did go back... but by the time he came, Alex was gone already. Though, not like he would ever admit to buckling down to his regrets and considered apologizing. Alex deserved that punch- if not for making him feel all the more crappy about himself, at least defending his blood and for what he was. He was in the right.

He was totally in the right, the other deserved it.

The flame flickered wildly then, growing larger and soon, the candle was left as a puddle of wax. He sighed, running a hand through his messy bedhead, only flinching as the random thought of how Alex's lithe fingers felt, and how they...

Stop.

He flopped against the desk, the hot wax edging dangerously close to his face as a small scowl on his face. Well, looks like he had some feelings sorting out to do still.

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[bertrand cosmo stafford]

Why was it so wrong to call someone a peasant? It wasn't like the person wasn't one and didn't deserve to be called one, because they did. They totally got was coming to them but apparently they didn't think they deserved it and somehow Bert ended up in detention. It made his short fuse even shorter. Okay so maybe all the guy did was look at him. But the look he gave him was weird.

Bertie didn't want to think about it anymore. He just wanted to go into the fire class, (it apparently was one of the only totally fire proof rooms in the school (Bert tested and approved)). He just wanted to let out a little bit of his frustration and blogging about it wasn't going to help. He needed to burn things or make really large flames at least. Something to calm him.

It seemed that someone had already beat him to it. The room that is. "Shit," Bert swore aloud to himself. Kit got angry at him every time he burnt down trees. Not that he was really trying to impress him anymore. He just didn't want Kit to be mad at him. Bert didn't like when his friends were mad at him. Anyone else he didn't care. They could mad at him anytime they liked. But, Bert didn't want to risk the few friendships he had. So, he'd given up on burning trees unless Caleb wanted him to. Then Kit couldn't be totally mad because he could just blame it on Caleb.

Anyway going back to what Bert was doing at the moment. He didn't totally want to interrupt whatever was going on with the guy. Then again Bert didn't really ever give a fuck about other peoples. He just walked right into the room shut the door behind him not looking at the other person. He then made a large-ish fire ball, that was about the size of a basketball, and threw it at the ground. Watching the flames flare back up until they wer nothing but a few whisps of smoke. That always made him feel better. He smirked nonchalantly breathing in the smell. There was nothing like the smell last remnants of perfectly crafted fire ball.

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[Zephyr Israel Wallace]

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Pft, the chances of someone coming by this class while school was out of session... seemed life wanted to be bother; though he'll admit his troubles ain't as important, didn't mean he wasn't going to feel sorry for himself. He didn't know whether to go stomping over the school, hit on the nicest chick or guy he saw- he wanted to build a fucking bridge already and get over this sissy heart. If hid father was here, and Thank God he wasn't, would of ranted about how much more woman Ze was than man; but excuse him, he might be moping but that didn't mean he wasn't piss still.

Sigh. Now the other was making noise, though it was one word. "Here I thought no one would be around" Ze mumbled to himself, turning around in his seat with a look of annoyance. Honestly, Ze knew of some other fire faes floating along somewhere in this town- there was that Chase's boyfriend, who name he didn't bother on remembering at the moment; Kage, the roommate that he could never seem to catch; and a couple of others- but really, it never crossed his mind to talk to a fellow fire fae... Maybe it was that annoying fact most time, if not all, they have arrogance, cocky attitude or some infuriating trait he couldn't stand- then again, though, he probably did too.

He watched for a moment, the other made a fireball and tossing to the ground- came to relieve some stress, too? He pursed his lips, maybe in amusement or maybe something- not that he could make anything better; really, his skills were never really focused on making fireballs, something that seemed to be a favorite move by most fire users- bleh, he's not somr hipster or anything, just that he grew out of his 'must-burn-all-the-things' phase a bit early than most.

Eh, it would be awkward just sit and stare for bit- frankly, if the guy ain't leaving soon, he might as make some conversation. "Hey you..." He started, trying put on a friendly smile it came out more of neutral with a borderline boredom in the mix, "Just gonna stand there and throw fire everywhere? I thought it was common courtesy to... dunno, give a hello or some crap like that if someone else in the room first?" Came a little more snipper than he wanted but that's fine, right?

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[bertrand cosmo stafford]

Bert was seemingly over proud of his fire ball. They always made him feel good. Helped him release any pent up tension. He always had a lot of pent up tension. So, he made a lot of fire balls. "Do I look like the type to say hello and introduce myself?" Bert said to the boy dropping his smile and giving the boy a scowl. He didn't like people telling him what was courteous. He knew what was courteous and not courteous. He didn't need to be told. Why did people always assumed he was immune to what went on in the world. He was actually pretty smart even though he didn't seem like it.

[Zephyr Israel Wallace]

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Woah- not even two seconds, and Ze might of step off the guy's bitch mode. But as his idea of treating the other guy with a bit of a friendlier attention was dropped immediately, he kept his fake smile plastered on his face. "Well, did I mention looks? I was talking about manners." He scoffed at the sass, "So yeah- its the only the two of us; gonna introduce yourself so I can leave to your fireball tossing?"

So the guy wanted to be alone, probably? Heh, just gives him even more of a reason to bother; his lingering annoyance of what went down in the room did need to be channeled somewhere, seeing like practicing with his fire control ain't helping a soul. "Wasn't expecting anyone to pop by- this place is usually abandoned, being summer break and all. Nor have I seen you before. New? Or just been lurking about?"

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[bertrand cosmo stafford]

Looks, manners same difference. Bert had both but it didn't mean he always liked using the second one. Actually he never really liked using the second one. Only rare occasions and that person had to be pretty damn special.

Why did people always want him to introduce himself? Wasn't that sexy guy with the hair that sometimes wears glasses that make him look even more sexy enough. They needed a name too? Bertie didn't go around asking people's names. Then again he didn't care about people. Bert sighed because he knew he wouldn't be left alone till he told the guy his name. "The name's Bertrand. So, if you please... I'm only here because my friend hates it when I burn other things and this is one of the only fire proof rooms plus I thought it would be empty. I'm sorry if I disturbed you in any way." Bert turned to leave. He'd just let the guy be alone because that was obviously what he wanted.

[Zephyr Israel Wallace]

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...The guy apologized? Even though, Ze honestly took it as being insincere, at least the guy could a bit more pizzazz or sass or something? It was kinda boring for him to cave in his name so easily if he was the one in the bad mood- then he was already. Well bad mixed with slight amusement.

He gave the guy a once over- he noted that his eyes were nice and was a looker... but eh, given his first impression of the guy, Ze brushed off Bertie-boy into 'not going to touch' section. When the guy turned to leave, part of him cheered for having the room to himself and another gave a sigh, seeing that he lost a somewhat wanted company.

Keyword: somewhat.

"Pft, so I take that as you lurk around. And I'm Ze..." He said, nonchalant as he watched the other turn, "Nawh, all I did was talk- don't need to run away, Bertie. "

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[bertrand cosmo stafford]

Bert was getting really fed up with people. Why, why did they never stop? Why couldn't the I hate everyone bracelet be enough to ward off any unwanted annoyances? "I don't lurk," Bert spat out. Even if he wasn't in a very grumpy mood already this guy was just making it worse. He didn't even have to say much. His aura just made Bert feel grumpy. "It's Bertrand and fine whatever." Only people Bert liked were allowed to call him Bertie. Otherwise it was just Bertrand or maybe Bert cause Bertrand is a bit hard to say. But then again Bert liked putting people through painful things like making them say his whole name. Bert looked around the room if the guy was making him stay he better get comfortable. He sat down in the nearest chair and took out his phone.

[Zephyr Israel Wallace]

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He gave a grin as the other guy took a seat, there being no plans in mind to leave the poor guy alone. A small part of him, so tiny but still push thoughts into his mind, urging him to see how far he could push- Bert seemed angry as it was, so it wouldn't be entirely his fault if he flip a few more switches and...

Oh Heph, he was really stepping out of line- it was unlike him to go looking for fights. And really, he wasn't- just wanted to be bother. He knew better... he was a fire fae himself, and pushing the wrong buttons never, ever was a smart choice.

But then again- Ze wasn't a smart guy.

So, shrugging off the clear signs that the green-eyed fellow wanted to be left alone, he gave a slow, mocking nod, "Suuuurrreeee you don't. But... not to say you looked the type." He let that settle, before adding with a shrug, kicking his feet up onto his desk, "Not that I mean to offend or anything, Bert~" Hm, he should do this more often.

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[bertrand cosmo stafford]

What did this guy not get about, my name is Bertrand? Was he just trying to push Bert? See how far he could push before Bert's temper burst. Well, Bert wasn't going to give him that satisfaction. He was not looking for a fight. He didn't know how strong the other guy was so he didn't want to lose. Bert hated losing. Plus, the pain of fire licking your skin was the worst. Bert still has a few scars from when he was first learning how to use his powers.

Bert rolled his eyes and didn't look up from his phone. Nothing. There was nothing important. Nothing he hadn't already seen. He set his phone in his lap. "So, umm Ze is it?" That just sounded pretentious. What was his full name? Zephyr? Zamboni? Something stupid probably. "What do you want?" Bert asked totally ignoring anything Ze had said.