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Post by Jace Knight on Aug 14, 2013 15:15:53 GMT -5
[atrb=border,0,true][atrb=cellSpacing,10,true] [atrb=style,width:400px,bTable] | every thing's gonna crash and break It was half-past noon. The sun was high in the sky, and Jace was hating it. It was way too hot out for his liking. Even though he was sitting in the shade under a tree, he could still feel it. At current, Jace had nothing to do whatsoever. For the most part, he was avoiding the other Consecro members. After the multitude of fights he had been getting into lately, he didn't need any more of those training sessions pushed on him. From getting cut, burned, and punched in the face god knows how many times, Jace was so done. He felt like a train wreck half of the time because of it all.
Often, he wondered what would happen if he just left. Jace had the means to do so, but where would he go? They would find him no matter where he went, and then what would happen?. At first, he had thought to give this Consecro thing a chance. No matter how adverse Jace may have acted towards it, having power like his was cool; he had often wished for something interesting like such to happen. But now, he didn't know. Sure, he wanted to help people and even had to admit that he liked fighting. But something seemed wrong. If anything, Consecro was an enemy to everyone. They were taking people by force and turning them into their weapons. No matter how dire the Hell situation may have been, that was wrong. Would Jace one day have to drag someone away from their normal life, and into this? No... He looked down at the ground with a perturbed expression. He would never do that, no matter what he was threatened with, would he?
Jace took on a more annoyed demeanour when he realized that he was starting to sound like an angsty faggot. Who cared? He never thought about the past or the future; he only thought about now. Worrying about things like that wasn't worth the bother. What had changed?
Suddenly uneasy, Jace glanced around quickly, not dropping the irritable visage. He felt like he was being watched. If someone was coming to this place, he was going to be pissed. Jace had picked this spot because no one seemed to ever be here. If he got discovered, he could end up having to make idle conversation with some annoying fuck, or worse, dragged into a session. Nope. He got to this feet quickly, listening for footsteps. Jace didn't plan on sticking around if someone else came by.
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han: 5 ;; rei: 7 ;; hak: 6 ;; sei: 5 ;; buk: 4 ;; hoh: 7
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Post by Radek Eckhard on Aug 15, 2013 3:37:47 GMT -5
Between the Good and Bad +''Is Where You'llFind Me But I know theres a Reason I'm Alive! Rome wasn't nearly as much fun since Radek had gotten his camera taken away. It seemed no secret what he had been doing with the pictures that were on it, some involving Consecro itself so it had been taken from him as soon as he arrived at the Vatican a few days prior. He had managed to find one of Blood's other workers that had a bit more access to things than he did right now and was waiting for them to bring his camera back to him so he could get back to work, maybe look through them and get some more information so he could find a way out of this mess he had gotten himself into. It could have just been a Radek thing but he really didn't feel like fucking stick around and helping out these guys who had cost him an arm when he had offered aid to one of their Obelisk things. Literally he had lost his fucking arm. He had to wear this god damn sweatshirt even though it was pretty hot out because people just weren't into watching the limb grow back. It was gross or something. Honestly he'd rather be wearinf next to nothing but no. He had to be burning up in this awful thing hiding his half grown back arm.
Even though healing left him pretty drained since he was taken to Rome he decided he needed to get out of the room he had been given and get some damn fresh air before he rotted away as dust mite food. He had no idea where he was even going. He was just walking to walk and not even paying the slightest bit of attention as to the directions he was taking. He kept his eye out for that Ikkyu guy he had contacted, needing something to do with his life before he was sent to do God knows what once he was all healed. He needed to get the fuck out of there. While he didn't see that blue haired guy anywhere he noticed something else familiar. He had stopped to take a breather, really pressing his luck walking this far after using up so much energy day in and day out. That was when the familiar presence hit him. His eye wandered until they found a tree with a suspiciously recognizable man sitting under it looking like he was thinking way to damn hard. Radek just smiled to himself. Oh this was too fucking good to pass up.
He didn't exactly have much to supress so he didn't bother. He wasn't even sure if this guy could sense things anyway. He made quiet steps around to the side of the tree opposite of Jace where he would be coming up from behind. He snuck closer, watching for any sign of movement from the guy he had met in Canada a while back. He didn't want Jace to know he was there until the last minute. It sounded a lot like rape but he swore that wasn't what this was. He had gotten over that little urge about five minutes after meeting the guy. Actually.. no... Now that he looked again it was a bit tempting again but seriously he wasn't here to rape! Radek just stopped for a moment, glaring at nothing in particular. He had to stop his mind from going to topics like that every time he saw this guy. Pushing all the rape scenarios out of his head he snuck closer until he was right at the tree, pressed up against it. Slowly he peeked his head around, making sure this was who he thought it was, smiling when that was confirmed. He had so much rubbing in to do. Oh god those thoughts came right back. Damn his mind.
"My, My. Fancy seein' you heah, eh?" he mused finally leaning around the tree with a cocky look on his face. He loved this. Jace had been so adament about not believing him or thinking he was safe or some bullshit. Radek couldn't help his laugh as he walked around the tree fully. He placed his hand on his hip which stuck out slightly as he looked down at Jace with an expression that just read all kinds of 'I told you so'. Of course he himself had gotten captured and was in worse shape than Jace was so he really didn't have too much room to be bragging or anything. It wasn't a hard fact to pick up on and he was sure it would be thrown right back at him but what the fuck ever he was going to enjoy his moment on the pedestal. He couldn't wait to see the look on Jace's face after all this time which wasn't even that long but that wasn't important.
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Post by Jace Knight on Aug 16, 2013 22:39:34 GMT -5
[atrb=border,0,true][atrb=cellSpacing,10,true] [atrb=style,width:400px,bTable] | every thing's gonna crash and break After a couple seconds of looking around, Jace started to wonder if he had been hearing things before. Even so, he felt uneasy now. Maybe it was time to leave, anyway. Someone could happen upon this place yet.
"My, my. Fancy seein' you heah, eh?"
He jumped upon hearing an infuriatingly familiar voice. Some asshole had snuck up on him, and Jace already knew exactly who it was because of the accent. He turned to see the red-haired dick he had met back home. That look... He hated the arrogant look that this guy was giving him. And Jace knew where it was coming from. Radek had since warned him about this very thing - him getting taken to this place - happening. He had blown it off at the time, but could anyone really blame him? Not only was it outlandish, but who would believe anything a guy with gay porn on his camera said?
For a couple seconds, Jace looked stunned and didn't say anything. He didn't know what he could say to justify himself now. It wasn't like he could lie; it would be so obvious. Wait, why is this asshole here? Given what he knew of the current Vatican situation, there seemed to be only one plausible answer. "You shut the fuck up!" he snapped instinctively. But Jace wasn't stopping there. "But wait, what are you doing here?" he asked with a bit of a smirk. He knew he was going to like the answer he got. Jace might have been avoiding that very question himself, but he didn't give a fuck.
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Post by Radek Eckhard on Aug 17, 2013 0:08:43 GMT -5
Between the Good and Bad +''Is Where You'llFind Me But I know theres a Reason I'm Alive! Radek just burst out laughing when Jace yelled at him. He couldn't take it anymore. His arm went arund his stomach as he doubled over, almost feeling a tear come to his eye from the humor in all of this. This was just too fucking great for him to stand. In fact he didn't stay standing for long. Just to tick Jace off even more he moved to sit down right beside the other guy, smiling as big as ever right in his face to run it even further that nothing could be done about it. He knew jace wasn't fond of him nor wanted him there so he had every intention to stay seated right there or maybe follow Jace if he got up.
Then of course came that question of why he was there too. Radek's laughter died down a lot at the question. He turned his head, not wanting to answer that just yet. It was a pretty obvious answer but Radek wanted to make himself sound cool somehow. He was totally already cool but Jace seemed to doubt that fact for some reason. It was like really weird. FInally it came to him and he gave a nod, straightening up and he was going to cross his arms which just left his left arm to fall into his lap because he was forgetful like that. He just stared straight ahead as he recovered from his mega derp there. Jace totally wouldn't notice though. Totally not. Slowly he turned his head back to the guy, smiling again as he fully got over his moment.
"Well ya see theah was this guy and he was runnin' around gettin his ass kicked by some of those weiad..um..togabiters right?" he started, pausing a minute to make sure Jace got all of that. "I decided I couldn't just let 'im get killed and whatnot so I wnt in ta help 'im and once those things wah taken ceah of he went and tuahned on me. Tuahned out he was with this lovely cult and so he dragged me back heah aftah all was said and done" So he was definitely the good guy here. Jace probably had some lame ambush story or something about getting tricked. Whatever. Radek had gotten stolen because he was a damn good person or something like that. Was was the important word there. Right now he wasn't up to being a good person since karma had fucked him over so insanely hard. Hell no. None of that bullshit anymore. He wasn't loosing his other arm yet.
"What did Mr..... shit" he completely forgot this guy's name. Why was he so terrible at names. He slumped forward a bit, looking like he was trying to think. He knew it started with a J. That was all he knew though. He rolled his eye, not looking so full of himself now. "What the fuck did you do to get heah?" he asked bluntly in a tone that read none too pleased. He didn't give a fuck about it either. He got his question out.
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Post by Jace Knight on Aug 18, 2013 11:45:06 GMT -5
[atrb=border,0,true][atrb=cellSpacing,10,true] [atrb=style,width:400px,bTable] | every thing's gonna crash and break Jace scowled when Radek started laughing. He was valiantly resisting the urge to punch the redhead, and the only reason he was doing so was because of what had happened last time. Now more than ever, he couldn't afford to break his hand again. However, that compulsion became so much stronger when Radek decided to sit beside him. This asshole was just trying to piss him off and Jace knew it. Maybe there wasn't much he could do about it, but he had a feeling that he was going to end up lashing out at this guy soon enough.
Thankfully, Radek's laughter soon died down and he looked away. Jace was guessing that the redhead didn't want to answer his question. Good. Maybe he would shut the fuck up and leave. But of course, things never went his way. For whatever reason, the redhead raised his arm but let it drop. But Jace wasn't looking at him and didn't care to.
"Toga... what?" Jace said, not caring if he interrupted Radek's story. It was probably bullshit, anyway. He felt like he had heard the term somewhere before, but dismissed it anyway. He wasn't at all surprised to hear that the redhead had been dragged here like him. Served him right. He had probably been doing something odd to the guy who had taken him, not helping him like he claimed.
"What the fuck did you do to get heah?"
At that, it was Jace's turn to look away. That question was of course, an inevitability, but that didn't mean he wasn't desperately hoping it wouldn't come up. "What the fuck do you think?" he finally snapped back. The look on the guy's face before had said it all: he already knew why Jace was here. Even though he had just done the exact same thing, Jace hated it when people asked the obvious. Well, he hated it when people asked anything at all. "Not like it's any of your fucking business, anyway," he muttered afterwards.
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Post by Radek Eckhard on Aug 21, 2013 11:37:12 GMT -5
Between the Good and Bad +''Is Where You'llFind Me But I know theres a Reason I'm Alive!
Radek looked all but happy about the pissy attitude Jace was giving him. He glanced over to the man, giving him that face that was halfway between 'I should knock your lights out' and a 'Chill the fuck out'. So maybe he went a little bit too far the last time they met but Jace had also been a stupid idiot and now look where they both were, romantically sitting under a tree and not so romantically speaking. Oh...... love. That was bullshit. No way in hell this was love. It wasn't just like they were going to suddenly marry and Radek would be the man's number one wife of all time. That was just silly talk.
"Then why the fuck did I tell you about how I got here, huh?" He questioned in an annoyed tone, rolling his eye. He reached into his hoodie pocket and pulled out cigarette, reaching back in to get his lighter. This guy made him need to smoke more than he usually did. If Jace didn't like it then he could get bent. It was thatto or maul the fuck out of the guy and probably use up what energy he had left himself. He was doing them both a God damn favor.
"What the fuck evah man" he sighed out after that first drag which might have been the best thing he had ever done with how sweet it was. He was sure to blow that last puff of smoke right at Jace. He wasn't going to beat the guy up probably. That didn't mean he couldn't annoy the hell out of him. Damn if he was lucky secondhand smoke would do its job. Then they could be buddies in the hospital as they died with half the world saying I told you so. What a nice future that was. It beat hanging around this place that was for damn sure.
"So how are you liking you sweet pad in Catholic land? I bet they gave you a really cool four foot bedroom right? Man so cool" the sarcasm within him was strong. He sent a smirk toward Jace, letting him know that yes he was fully aware that he was being a bit of an asshole and maybe rubbing it in a bit more that he had been right basically all along. "Ya know they took my cameaha. Its a shame that they probably deleted evahything. You'll have to let me get some new ones." Or he would secretly take them because that was the kind of thing he did. Radek didn't feel like stating that part though. He could only be so creepy and dickish at one time. It was true. Even he had his limits.
"So what kinda Powah did they give ya?" He was sure they gave him a weapon or something. He had seen people using fucking weird shit around here that Radek knew wasn't really possible for normal humans. Way he figured Jace had gotten something. "So is it unacons or flowahs?" He put his hand up as he laughed, making it clear he was joking around and not trying to start whit this time. He wanted to lighten the mood a bit. If Jace wasn't completely useless then maybe they could help each other out a bit here so he wanted to get on so.equation goodish terms or something.
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Post by Jace Knight on Aug 29, 2013 9:16:31 GMT -5
[atrb=border,0,true][atrb=cellSpacing,10,true] [atrb=style,width:400px,bTable] | every thing's gonna crash and break Jace didn't say anything back to Radek's next question. Maybe he shouldn't have asked why the redhead was here when he himself wasn't willing to reciprocate. But he didn't really care. Not like the guy had to answer his question in the first place. Besides, why should he have to explain anything if Radek already knew why he was here? This guy obviously just wanted to make him admit he had been wrong. There was no way in hell Jace would do that.
After that, Jace all but ignored the redhead. Why was he still here, even? He felt like he was making it perfectly clear that he didn't want to talk to this guy. When Radek blew smoke in his face, he almost snapped. It wasn't that the smoke in particular bothered him, but this guy sure did. Jace managed to keep his composure at that, but when he started going on again about 'Catholic Land' and cameras, Jace stood up and began to walk away, completely ignoring the jabs. He didn't need to listen to this shit. Plus, he didn't need to get arrested again. It was bad enough that he kept losing all these fights he allegedly started.
When he was asked what kind of power he had been given, Jace stopped. He almost contemplated just ignoring the question, but for once, Radek didn't sound like an asshole. Just that was enough to make Jace turn around and answer him. He was such a sucker. "I can manipulate steel. Or something like that..." He didn't really know yet. All he knew was that it was hard and silver-coloured like steel. He didn't care too much about it yet. With someone like him having that power, things could go either way. Either he would get really good with the power and turn into a psychopath, because he honestly couldn't say he didn't crave power like that, or he would be useless with it and get offed. Either way, this Consecro deal had screwed Jace over big time.
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Post by Radek Eckhard on Aug 30, 2013 15:24:55 GMT -5
Between the Good and Bad +''Is Where You'llFind Me But I know theres a Reason I'm Alive! Radek was a bit worried when Jace got up after he went too far or something. He really was bad about that sometimes. He started to get up as well. He had planned on just following Jace around like an obvious stalker for a while anyway. It wasn't like he had anything better to do after all. Just as Radek got up onto his knees though Jace turned around, surprising him a bit so he froze up in that weird looking crouched position that was making his intentions clear. He realized the guy was answering him so he listened, really surprised he didn't get a 'fuck off' or the always bad ass 'It's none of your business'. Cause Jace was a total bad ass like that. A total mystery. "Steel huh?" he went on, slowly getting up to his feet the entire way this time. He placed his hand on his hip as he always seemed to. He was halfway sure he was trying to do it with his other hand to. He didn't bother to look because oddly enough he could feel it. Things got familiar like that and he could feel things that weren't there. Funny how that worked.
"Well that sounds intahestin" he continued, stepping forward so he could close some of the distance Jace had put between them. "Maybe you could show me some time hm?" If Jace was completely useless it as better to know now than never. He had to have just gotten the power a short time ago. He was probably really shitty with using it. Every deserved a chance though right? And if he sucked well then Radek could get a good laugh and there was nothing Jace could do about it. He would remember that this certain red head pretty much knocked him out before. That was a pretty good reason not to attack him. The guy was an odd one though. He wasn't really sure if that would be enough to stop a hot headed Jace. Only one way to find out!
"How about right heah? Right now?" he offered, urged, halfway demanded. "We'ah on the same team now right? I can't just kick ya ass ora somethin'~" Radek mused, smirking a bit as he joked. He really never wanted to let that be forgotten. It probably wouldn't be until Jace kicked his ass instead. So yeah never! "You even have a good advantage right now. Might as well right?~" Hopefully Jace would jump at the chance of throwing a hit or two at a willing Radek, especially since he was being nice about it, acting like he was all interested and impressed that Jace got a cool power. It was training too! Yeah training. It was all a win win thing for everybody. Something like that anyway. Radek just knew that he smiled reassuringly, giving a thumbs up and being overdramatically enthusiastic like a total flirt too. God he was such a fag sometimes and he didn't even know it.
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Post by Jace Knight on Sept 3, 2013 22:12:16 GMT -5
[atrb=border,0,true][atrb=cellSpacing,10,true] [atrb=style,width:400px,bTable] | every thing's gonna crash and break "Yeah," Jace confirmed, narrowing his eyes a bit when he saw that Radek had been getting up; probably to follow him. He still didn't know what this guy wanted from him. All of a sudden, he was acting friendly, when they had been just about ready to start fighting again only seconds ago. I just don't get people...
Jace suddenly got a bad feeling when the redhead said his power sounded "intahestin". Don't tell me... As he thought, Radek wanted to see the power. Jace wasn't all that great at using it, yet, so he didn't want to. He would only get embarrassed again.
Jace was wondering how he could go about refusing without looking like an idiot when Radek suggested that he show him right now. Things could always get worse, couldn't they? Maybe Jace would have loved to beat the crap out of the redhead, but he knew that it wasn't going to happen right now. Even if he had his own powers now, it wouldn't change much. He wasn't quite dumb enough to think that it would. "Not right now. Maybe some other time," Jace said, figuring that if he said it that way - leaving a window of opportunity, Radek would drop it. "But what do you mean I have an advantage?" he asked afterward. Anything to avoid losing again.
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Post by Radek Eckhard on Sept 6, 2013 17:35:38 GMT -5
Between the Good and Bad +''Is Where You'llFind Me But I know theres a Reason I'm Alive! He could tell just with a glance that he had gone and asked for the one thing Jace seemed to be dreading. He was a bit surprised. Radek figured the guy would love a chance to get some pay back for their previous, perhaps too rough, altercation. Of course that previous altercation likely put some fear in his head. Still Radek wasn't going to accept this. Once he got some free reign he was bailing and if he was lucky never coming back. "That just won't do ya know?" he shook his head. "Yoah advantage won't last but foah maybe...." he glanced at his arm as he thought, weighing things in his head. "Right aound a couple days. Give ah take." the redhead finally answered his own question. It seemed a bout right to him.
Jace didn't really seem to pinpoint what his advantage was though, or at least not the main part of it. Radek just laughed to himself for a moment. Maybe the sweatshirt did a lot better job than he gave it credit for. It was probably worth all this dreadful heat then. Still Radek just smiled and unzipped it, shrugging the sleeve off of his good arm before reaching up to pull it off the other, revealing the half grown arm underneathe. In case Jace was still not entirely sure he ran at him, holding the limb out and aiming to rub the nubby end right on Jace's cheek. He was sure it would be quite disgusting for Jace, but that was what made it so god damn amusing. Radek burst out laughing no matter how close he got. He was sure he'd get a nice reaction either way,
Finally he got a little bit more serious, as serious as he ever got. "Shot the thing off fightin' that damn prick with the fuckin nice haiah. Takes a lot of enahgy to grow shit like this back so as ya can imagine I don't have a whole lot to spaeh. Can't even use that great ahmah of mine" he explained fully, going into more detail of just how easy this might turn out for Jace. He made sure to include the part about his under skin armor mostly because he figured it would be really encouraging if Jace knew he wouldn't break his hand punching Radek in the face. Well he still could. If he did it was because Jace was a huge fucking pansy. It was basically like fighting any regular human. If he wanted to Radek could likely use something relatively low in power with what he had left. It still wouldn't be up to par with how much ass he owned a few weeks back. "So what do ya say, huh?" Radek asked, pushing for a yes. He even put on a sweet smile that he was halfway sure was irresistible. "I'll give ya an open shot too" he stood up straight, tossing his sweat shirt aside with his arm and a half held out, leaving himself completely open. He still had speed and physical strength to probably keep him from dying, so he wasn't too worried.
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Post by Jace Knight on Sept 10, 2013 18:41:33 GMT -5
[atrb=border,0,true][atrb=cellSpacing,10,true] [atrb=style,width:400px,bTable] | every thing's gonna crash and break Jace became wary when Radek said that it 'wouldn't do'. What, was he going to try and force Jace to fight somehow? For some reason, that didn't seem too unbelievable.
When the redhead went on to say that his so-called advantage wouldn't last too long, Jace still didn't know what he meant or what this advantage was. "Okay..." he said, not seeming to care. He didn't even want to fight right now. He was finally trying to stop fighting, and now Radek wanted to fight him? That was just great.
"I don't really ca--" Jace stopped mid-word when he saw Radek take his sweater off and revealed that he had lost an arm. Before Jace could think of anything else to say, the redhead ran at him and rubbed it against his cheek. "Back off!" he snapped, taking a quick step back. That was just nasty, and Jace wasn't in the mood for this. Still, he wasn't going to snap and try to fight again. The advantage, as they called it, made it seem wrong. Radek thought Jace would feel good about beating him with a handicap? Yeah, right. That would only make him feel worse. As if the other person needed to be weak for him to even stand a chance. He tried not to think about how true that statement was at current.
But yeah, that could definitely be considered an advantage. But Radek had powers, right? With that, a missing arm didn't seem like such a huge deal. But there was more to the story.
"You... what?" This guy could shoot his arm at people? And grow it back? But why would he want to shoot his arm at someone? What would that even accomplish? And Jace could only assume that the "ahmah" was the reason he had hurt his hand back when he had punched the redhead. Still, he wasn't all that interested in fighting Radek at the moment, so when the redhead proclaimed that he had a free shot, Jace turned away with an annoyed look. "You've gotta be kidding me. You think I'll want to fight you 'cause you're weaker now? That I'd take advantage of it? I'm not that low," he said before he turned to walk away. "No thanks."
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Post by Radek Eckhard on Sept 12, 2013 12:32:33 GMT -5
Between the Good and Bad +''Is Where You'llFind Me But I know theres a Reason I'm Alive! His little attack on Jace’s face went as he expected it to. People didn’t like arm nubs. They especially didn’t like arm nubs touching them. The deformed was gross. He couldn’t blame Jace though. Radek was sure that the other rather lovely male would much rather have Radek’s rather lovely man hands touching him instead. The touch of an arm nub just wasn’t the same as the touch of a hand, on both ends. Radek knew because he had landed a good few punches with his hand on this guy. They had been magical too. Every touch of flesh on flesh… every little noise Jace made as Radek pounded in his face… so great.
Radek hadn’t realized it but he had completely forgotten where he was or what he was doing. He was just sort of staring off into space as he made his last offer to the man before him. Off in his own land he and Jace were very close to doing some wonderful things with two complete sets of hands, which should have tipped him off that it was fake. Not much could deter Radek from his fantasy moments though. Finally Jace’s real voice reached him. He seemed a bit dazed but his eye went back to Jace who was turning around and speaking. He was still hearing distant more pleasing noises than the speech he was getting about something moral. God he hated morals.
The sexiness in his head was over and done with, and he let out a pretty disappointed huff. He had already forgotten how hot it was getting. That was a drag. It was even worse when added to the fact that Jace kept denying him. He was really an extra bonerkill today. Radek couldn’t help but want to pout. Pouting was for emo fags though! He was an awesome fag! No emoness in sight! He cheered up instantly, getting his smile back as he followed after Jace, completely forgetting he had a sweatshirt left behind. It was too hot for that shit and Jace already knew about his cool arm so what use was there in it anyway? None. That’s how much.
[colorE00034]“Aight, Aight. No fightin’ foah today then. I got it”
[/color] he said in a peppy voice. He seemed way too happy about something all of a sudden. Radek stepped a bit closer to Jace, smiling his way. “Why don’t we do somethin’ fun then, huh?” he decided if he couldn’t get a little bit of a test fight he’d go forward with getting back to his fantasy, but in real life and minus one hand. He had tried it before, but Jace had been pissy back in Canada from the moment they spoke and Radek himself hadn’t been very smooth about coming onto him. Camera flashes tended to make things blunt and stuff, not slick and cool at all. Now though, they knew each other and weren’t killing each other and probably wouldn’t because Jace didn’t want to fight. So it could totally work out somehow! [/div][/div][/center]
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Post by Jace Knight on Sept 14, 2013 23:10:37 GMT -5
[atrb=border,0,true][atrb=cellSpacing,10,true] [atrb=style,width:400px,bTable] | every thing's gonna crash and break The sound of footsteps behind him told Jace that Radek was following. Great, he thought, rolling his eyes. At the very least, the redhead didn't want to fight anymore; for the moment, anyway. But he wanted to 'do something'. Jace didn't really want to do anything with him, even if he was tolerating the other guy now. He just wanted the guy to leave him alone.
Jace stopped and turned to give Radek a disconcerted look after his question. "Fun? Here?" he asked, a bit cynical. He didn't think there was anything fun to do in the Vatican, not fun by his standards, anyway. "I don't think there's anything fun to do around here," Jace said flatly. He had been here for a couple weeks now, and it just sucked. When he wasn't being thrown head-first into life-threatening situations, he was losing his mind to boredom and actually wishing for the latter. So he had no idea what Radek was on. Hopefully it wasn't something totally fucked.
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Post by Radek Eckhard on Sept 15, 2013 0:44:13 GMT -5
Between the Good and Bad +''Is Where You'llFind Me But I know theres a Reason I'm Alive! He gave Jace a face that just read all kinds of not amused or impressed. Radek was nearly positive Jace just didn't know how to have. Boring was lying in an infirmary bed for days. At least they were outside. That was a start. They had an entire Vatican around too. There must have been something that wasn't a total snoozefest. If it was so bad then Radek was extra worried about being trapped in a place like this. He just rolled his eyes and shook his head. "You gotta not be such a fuckin downah, man" he sighed out, looking over to him with a sour face. He was actually a bit more serious and less joking that time. He couldn't take it if some one was that negative. Needless to say every interaction they had was all but really fucking happy. They were going to be good friends now though! Really good friends...
"Alaight. We've gotta figuah out something to do heah." he annouced. It wasn't an option to not participate in their plan making. He extended his arm to wrap around Jace's shoulders and pull him down to a perfect eye level as Radek leaned forward himself. It was like the most basic plotting, huddle up formation ever. Jace couldn't be too freaked out. Though he probably knew Radek thought he was a good looking guy. The gay part came later! He could rest easy for now. The only unsafe Jace was the one in Radek's head, but he was enjoying himself plenty so worrying was pointless.
"What do ya think the chances of sneaking out foah a bit ah?" he asked, looking around. As long as they didn't go far they could probably get away with something. Rome must have had places to drink, and places to drink meant getting Jace drunk. That might have been what Radek needs to complete his fantasy in real life. It could totally work. Getting out was the problem. Jace had been here longer, knew the ways of Consecro... or something like that. Radek was counting on him not to give the downer answer of 'IMPOSSIBRU' ...even though he had no Asian accent to begin with. Details were not fucking important! The point still stood. It was all on Jace now. The fate of their guy's night of not as much captives rode on how awesome and cocky he could be! Obviously that was the most important matter in the world right about now.
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Post by Jace Knight on Sept 17, 2013 0:02:08 GMT -5
[atrb=border,0,true][atrb=cellSpacing,10,true] [atrb=style,width:400px,bTable] | every thing's gonna crash and break Jace only glared at Radek when the redhead first replied. He absolutely hated it when people commented on his negativity. So he wasn't freakishly happy all the time. So what? That would just be creepy. Besides, he had his reasons. Who the hell would be positive, being stuck in this place, or being thrown headlong into all these fights with freakish things and people? It wasn't enough for that girl from before to punch him in the face. Oh no, she had to drag him back to this place without consent and make him an exorcist or some shit. How was that even legal?
Jace only sighed lightly when Radek announced that they were going to find something to do. Even if there actually was something, he wasn't too interested in going anywhere with the redhead. Maybe it would be nice to get out of here, but not with this guy. Surely, he would do something weird and it would be a repeat of their last encounter. Already, the redhead was getting a bit too close, wrapping his arm and him and getting in his face. Jace didn't look too happy about it, but he wasn't in a position to move away. He would let it slide, for now.
"Sneak out? How?" he asked, not completely shooting the idea down even though he didn't sound overly cheerful about it. If there were any ways out where they wouldn't be seen, Jace didn't know of them. He had never even tried to leave to begin with. He didn't want to be caught and have to find out what happened to those who tried to slip away. But if someone else were with him, he would probably try. Somehow, doing things like that was easier with someone else around.
"Could just say we're going out for a mission or some shit," he suggested. That was if anyone even tried to stop them. They could also use that excuse if they were caught coming back. But Jace still found himself wondering if it was worth it. But Radek seemed like he was actually trying hard to be nice, even if he was a bit annoying. Maybe he needed to lighten up a bit.
credit to arizona of gangnam style |
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