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The dormouse stares, watching from where he was standing. It was the truth. There was no way to save them all. His people had all been nearly wiped out already, he understood this statement with absolute certainty "The best we should do is save as many as we can, though." Then he looked at Shay "If danger comes here again." It would, peace was often temporary. But for now, they can enjoy the current time of peace they had managed to secure these days.
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He asked his dad to look after Joe for a bit without telling him where he's going before leaving towards the address Luci gave him. He marched right up to the door, his blood boiling, and knocked loudly. A tall, muscle-y, angry looking young man answered the door. Peter looked up at him, not expecting him to answer. "Uh...are you Tristan?"
"What's it to you?"
"You...you're going out with Clara, right?" he said nervously, biting his lip. Without Joe being in the picture, he wouldn't be so nervous - he would've fought until one of them won - but now he was there, he didn't want to get hurt or hurt him too badly, thinking more of what could happen afterwards.
Tristan stepped out, glaring at Peter. "Yeah? How the fuck do you know her?"
"She's my friend," he explained. Tristan shoved Peter.
"Get off my fucking porch," he said angrily, backing him off towards the end. Peter bit his lip, trying to keep calm, but he knew he quickly lost his temper.
"Don't fucking push me, asshole," he warned, shoving him back, only to be met with a rougher shove. Peter lost it quickly, throwing a punch to his nose.
Tristan's head fell back, surprised, before punching Peter in the ribs, which made him double over. It also made him even more angrier. He punched him rapidly three times in the face - once on the nose and once on each cheek - and he fell back, glaring at Peter.
"What the fuck?" he shouted, obviously done with fighting, probably due to the blood coming out of his nose and mouth.
"Didn't your mom teach you to never touch a fucking girl?" he growled, approaching him, more confident now, "What the fuck do you think you're doing to your girlfriend?"
"She owes me money!"
"She owes me money too, but I'm not doing shit to her," he spat, pushing him against the wall, holding him by the scruff of his shirt. "Don't fucking let me have to come here again."
And with that, Peter simply let go and left him there, Tristan too stunned to say or do anything as his counterpart got into his car, smirking at him as he drove off.
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"Yeah, it can be far too short at times. That's why we have to spend as much time as we can enjoying them while they're here." He nodded. Tristan sat lotus style on the bend, staring out over the space in front of him when most of his people, his family were all massacred, he couldn't imagine himself being here.
All those years after he had been fighting to survive in a world that was no longer…or at least, appeared to be no longer his own. He didn't belong, did he? Homeless, barely getting by, traumatized, he wandered managing to just barely survive. He had met Sean and Darius when they were all children.
By that, he had known of Shay, even then. Though they really would not officially meet till years later. He looked over toward her, wondering how it was that he could allow so much time to be wasted between them all this brief passings they had till finally coming together. At her words, when she finally did speak again he nodded "I know."
"I was as well, I guess it just took us growing up to see each other in the end." He had known, before, before she actually had seen him, before he became a part of the actual story of her life. That he must have appeared some faceless, street urchin. And he was, he could not lie. That's all he had been for so long. But now he was hers, and he had more to live for, than just bringing his once destroyed peoples back into the realm.
Feeling her hand on his face, he closed his eyes, calming his heart a moment before feeling her lips on his face in the next. Tristan reached his hand, opposite from hers and cupped her face "And thank you, for being part of mine." Leaning in, he cutely brushed his nose against hers a few times, before placing a gentle kiss at the tip of her nose a moment later.
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The blond blinks, a shiver running up his spine. He rarely saw snow. He preferred sleeping during most cold times, of course. But he was awake right now, though it was obvious he was getting time for a nap, at least in a few more hours.
Looking at Shay, he frowned a bit at her words "Oh…not usually being outside, I'm Used to having no socks." Though he had also been homeless and without family for so long, it often still slipped his mind how often others wore socks. Glancing back toward the guards as well, he caught the one that was attempting to hide their laughter.
"Is it that funny?" Tristan question making a face and looking back toward Shay, listening as she spoke on the weather. He yawned, nodding and looked around "Yes! I don't really see this." Pausing he glances over the snow covered scenery "But i'm enjoying it now!" Especially now that the darkness seemed to be gone, for now. Leaning back into the bench he grinned at Shay again "Right now there is peace, we can spend this time enjoying it."
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As Sean had walked away from him he glanced toward the other a moment longer before returning his gaze to the other sires, chatting away for a moment with them as he also listened in on Sean's talk with the other fledglings at the snack table. Sean was still young, even in his vampire rebirth. Tristan had known that, but there was still things he had to keep upheld in the presence of other clans and branches. It was not that he didn't want to listen to the others complaints or unease about the situation. There was indeed much to be worried about, even. But at that moment they just needed to get through the formalities of this evening. Sean's tendency to become erratic had to be put down before he caused any more embarrassment to him. Not that the elder vampire had cared so much about all of that. But he still had a lot of pride. He wanted to appear more powerful than he would eternally look for the rest of his life.
Tristan continued conversing with the other sires, it had all mostly been meaningless chit chat about the modern world and how some sires had eyes on new fledglings to turn. Absolute boring stuff really. At some point he walked off with a group of sires to join them somewhere else, letting Sean out of his sights at that moment. Perhaps, he had figured, the other might start feeling a little more at ease if he weren't around. Though even for him something definitely didn't feel right. The unease had grown the farther he got from Sean, even. Something was calling to him in that room. Sweat had started forming in a thin layer over his skin. There was something here, something strange and unfamiliar and connected to him. Letting out a small gasp as a wave of pleasure struck him he paused, getting an odd look from his fellow sires before they asked about if he was alright. Lifting his drink up he rushed to finish it and nod "I-I am..uh. I'm great."
Another faint wave hit him and he uneasily put the glass down on a nearby table. As pain suddenly followed, erupting in his gut and spreading over his body. Holding in a gasp of pain he brought a hand up to his stomach as bile rose into his neck, half making him gag. Though he managed to keep his composure for the most part. Looking around a little frantically as he continued to listen to the other sires chatter on about something he couldn't care about. A voice then entered his head telling him to 'go to the bathroom'. Before yet again another, more intense wave of pleasure hit his body "I---I-i have to-- I have to...Just one moment, I'll be right back!" He squeaked out before turning and leaving, practically rushing into the bathroom that had been up the stairs and down another corridor entirely. Throwing the door open he rushed inside, sitting on the sink in the bathroom had been a fairly beautiful woman. She had smirked down at him before sliding off from the counter.
Moving along toward the door she brushed the tips of her fingers on her left hand over the top of his head and made her way toward the door, closing it and locking it. Trapping him inside with her. The woman watched him for a moment before, in an amused tone demanded that she look at him. His eyes were forced open and he was made to look at her. Her lips twitched in amusement, the smirk on her face remaining as she commented on even now having so much control over him. Moving then toward the bathroom counter she sat on it, crossing her legs and lazily leaning forward toward him. Another wave of pain struck him, blood spilling from his mouth, splattering onto the fancy tile of the bathroom floor "What...what are you...How are you doing this..." Tristan managed to gasp, getting a chuckle from her before her right foot rose and she was lifting his head up with the tip of her high heeled shoe, forcing him to look at her, right in the eyes.
A flood of memories hit him, and more pain. Causing him to collapse a little, his hands bracing him before he could fall completely onto the floor. Thick dark blue veins had bulged from his neck and around his eyes and forehead, then he had coughed up more blood, feeling weaker the more reserves he was losing in blood. Though what had his attention more than that something was causing him to cough up his meals onto the floor, was the images flashing in his head. One of a man overpowering him before biting into his neck, tearing at his flesh and draining him of his blood. As he lay dying on the ancient battlefield. His fellow viking battling all around him, their shouts muted, one voice was clear. The man who had bit him, causing him to bleed out on the ground, alone. Towered over him before crouching down and whispering into their ear about how they always wanted a 'little thing' like him to have around for his pleasure. As the man in this memory reached for him Tristan fought with what little dying strength he had left to keep them from him, before finally everything went black, he died then.
Returning to the current situation Tristan let out a small screaming before getting kicked in the side of the face, by the woman who had jumped onto him as he fell to the side and then back on his right elbow. She then commented that they never got to finish what they had started, before calling him her 'Petit juane'. Dropping down toward him then she shoved him back, forcing him against the wall. Tristan could have easily stopped the human, but just as he had the thought of moving his thoughts were fragmented and a searing pain erupted throughout his skull. Another scream threatened to escape before another force had made him swallow it down. Scrambling away for a moment his back pressed to the back of the bathroom wall. More memories began to flood him, this time not his own. But of a baby being born, then growing up into the woman before him. Holding his head he winces, his nose curling and eyes clenching tightly shut as the realization dawned on him. Only a little to late however.
Blood started trickling from his eyes then, the woman moved closer, soon straddling him between her legs and rocking her hips against him, spreading little kisses along his neck as pure pleasure was taking over his body. Then everything in his mind washed out, he felt like he had lost control of everything in his body. Or maybe that it had been being flooded by someone else entirely. His body moved on it's own, welcoming the strange woman as she pressed her privates to his covered body. The world had started pulling in on itself as his own conscious was shrinking away. Again a voice hand entered his mind as he was shrinking into the recesses of his mind. When she moved to kiss him he his body reacted on it's own, returning the kiss. A couple of moments later he had her pinned to the bathroom counter, arms secure against the large mirror, fucking her.
#Para#TristanPara#SeanPara#OfWondersAndHares#My brain just be like: Tristan can be sick BUT also let's piss Sean off a bit ANGST motherfucker. HAVE YOU HEARD OF IT! XD
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It was obvious that he could hear Shay talking. He turned his head, wincing a little though, as if what was entering his ears was being twisted in his head. Turning his already plagued mind against Shay. Jerking on the shackles he shook his head "NO! I don't want it! I--I-" He swallowed thickly, drifting off then, glossy red eyes shifting around the room frantically again. The muzzle over his mouth growing warm and sweaty as he breathed quickly, erratically.
When Shay again spoke, his eyes moved to her, glowing in the dark "So loud...it wont go away." He closed his eyes tightly, as if trying to stop whatever he was hearing. Whatever was going on with him, was attacking him from the mind outward. Keeping him convinced that he was alone. And that he was being used by everyone. His eyes opening slightly then he shook his head violently "Getoutofmyheadgetoutofmyhead--g-getout--get out!" Tristan screamed at Shay then as she came into the cell.
As she moved closer to him and started working on free him from those chains he jerked forward, baring his teeth behind the muzzle, his eyes continuing to glow in the shadow filled cell " I can't. I can't stop it. I won't go! I won't! Do what you say!" He jerked his hands away once they were free along with the rest of him. Moving quickly toward the corner of the cell he pressed his hands to his head and shook it " She won't get out of my head!"
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Giving Shay a look when she started saying those things to him he frowned a little “ I have never been to high school…I wasn’t thinking of anything like that…” Of course he didn’t think it was just anything. Sex, in his mind had been something special, and at the very least been something that had been a gift to him, through his powers. He had only wanted to know if she had been ready for this. As she continued he shook his head in reply to her question before looking around “ Well, that’s not something I was thinking about.” The flowers would have probably sung to them about the entire time. As Shay’s hand then drifted away from him he frowned, he knew he had said something she didn’t like hearing then and could feel the sudden drop in her entire being.
Swallowing then as she started to talk and pull herself away from he, he shift to sit down, taking in what the other had been saying to him. Of course, he had said the wrong thing. He nodded “ I wasn’t…” That wasn’t what he was meaning to say, but he also had nothing else he could say to convince her otherwise, she seemed to have settled on the idea that he had only thought she wanted this because of Sean. When it was more so that Tristan had only brought it up because he could feel her questioning herself about it for quite a while now. He had only asked her then to be able to hear what she had to say “ Okay.” Tristan felt she had been wrong to think he was making assumptions. Perhaps he was making longer leaps than he should have been.
Pulling away then he laughed and shift around as he stood when she told him to follow her. As if she hadn’t just entirely dampened the mood with her sudden shift in tone. He had felt uncomfortable and more so like she had been using him than he had even began to conceptualize in the moments leading up to that “ Ah..No. I- Ummm. I think I am just going to go. I needed to get some stuff in market. It’s fine. I’m not going to sulk in the meadow over it, Shay. That would be silly.” He smiled at her as he took a few steps away, it had only been the second or third time Shay had made him feel this embarrassed, he was beginning to think it was going to become a trend. Clearing his throat then he nods before tugging on his shirt, thinking for a long moment before he turns and starts quickly making his exit from the meadow “ I’ll talk to you later, Shay.”
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A purposeful smirk had formed over Tristan's lips as Sean's cry of pain and dropping of his head into the pillow had suddenly came and was muffled in a moment. Though he could still hear the others faint crying even through the silencing pillows under them. His hand opened for a moment, grabbing up more hair a moment later as he pulled it closed ones more, giving Sean's head a tug. Sean would definitely know by the end of the night would it was like to fuck a viking. Though of course, he could have also been gentle about it. There had been such concepts of a thing in ancient times. Female Vikings were just as rough but as much beloved as any other member could possibly have been. At least in some circles.
Though Tristan had a sneaking suspicion that Sean would like it rough. He hadn't even been paying attention to how much noise they were causing in that moment as he pound into Sean. Though he also didn't care, if he had heard it. It wasn't like he had anything to worry about. This was his fledgling, and he could do whatever he wanted to the other, under those circumstances. More, he and Sean had a very deep connection. Tilting his head a bit as he could feel Sean's thoughts processing through his fledgling mind. His hips thrusting hard into the other still, roughly slamming against Sean in a almost too perfectly timed motion. Tristan had watched as the headboard started to break, only to let out a snicker before his eyes shift to one side, a moment passing where he seemed to be taking notice of something coming along.
When Shay had entered the room so unceremoniously Tristan had only tilt his head back a little and looked toward her before grinning "Oh, hey there Shay. Are you still lingering around. I thought Sean got rid of you somewhere?" He said, so casually as he continued thrusting roughly into Sean. A laugh leaving his slightly parted lips then. Though as Sean spoke and Shay took that cue to finally leave he lift up a hand from Sean's backside and made a shooing motion " Shut the door behind you, fledgling."
Turning his attention back to Sean then he shook his head " I swear, you have to teach her some manners, such as knocking." Tristan teased, dragging his fingernails along Sean's back as the other spoke of cumming " Yes, yes. That's very nice to know Sean. I don't nee you to announce it to me." By the time Sean had finished cumming Tristan giggled lightly and pulled out, reaching a hand up to pat it on the top of Sean's sweat soaked head " Don't you look so warn and beaten, that I could just eat you up." Leaning in, warm dark brown eyes looked over Sean's face before he shift to one side and drug his tongue slowly up the side of Sean's face then turned and moved toward the edge of the bed, zipping himself back up " That was really fun. We'll have to do it again another time."
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"OWH! What the hell is your problem?" Tristan hissed under his breath as he looked to Shay before rubbing his leg " What are you, four? Who kicks people anymore..." Making a face then he glanced toward the front of the classroom. Seeing Alexander looking at them then he rolled his eyes " It's not like he couldn't figure it out. I just skipped all the bs parts. Sean's definitely not on any of the wrong lists." As Alexander spoke then he nods " Yeah, Like anyone has anywhere to go, now." He watched Alexander leave then before turning his attention to Darius and Asher when they walked back in " Oh great, they're back." Though in that moment Shay had then smacked him " Hey! Sean was stupid enough to say that this wasn't his class. I was helping him!"
Tristan gave a shrug then "Let him be pissed, I just saved his ass from more days in detention. That means more time with that fairy guy that he's seeming to taking a liking to." Asher sat down and watched Tristan and Shay for a short moment before he looked to Darius, watching the other get comfortable then " Hm." He laughed then at Darius' comment to Shay, before leaning toward them " A rat, and his sister. Scurrying around chewing holes in everything." The elf nodded then before he pulled away " Your freak of a brother would have don't better if he were never born. Could have skipped all these fails he's hitting today." Tilting his head cockily then he gave a smirk as went on " I'm bored with these two now, Darius. Let's try not to talk to these lower life forms. An Elf Prince shouldn't have to speak to a rat.
Seti looked Sean over, listening as the other spoke to him " You just wanted to follow me?" He let out a laugh " Why? I'm just going to my class." As Sean spoke on he gave the other a concerned look. A lot of the reason behind that was, because Sean was basically telling him their life story. And Not that Seti hadn't been interested or anything. But that had only just met. Which mean's Sean had mistakenly given him a lot of trust already " Huh. You know I am a fairy right? You are telling me all this stuff. Might lead to me being up to no good in the future." He laughed lightly then shaking his head " I never noticed my smell, personally, before. So I guess that's good that I don't smell like i've been rolling around in trash for my entire life." He let out a breath then " So what have you learned from my scent, then?"
Then as Sean started to talk about seeing him without most of his clothes on he gave a little bit of face toward the other " Oh. Well then, we can talk. That's how you know someone, more." Though when Alexander came into the pool area he jumped hearing the older males voice "Ah. Oh! Class! I should also be going there. My class. Uhm-" He gave a not to Sean then " Looks like your Class Dad is mad at you. You are in big trouble." Seti turned then following Sean to the exit " Lunch it is, Sniffer Boy." Seti said toward Sean. Seti then stepped out after the other two before turning down the hallway and making his way toward his class. Entering it he laughed " Sorry. I am late. I got lead astray and went to the wrong class. It was interesting." Closing the door behind him then he walked to where his teacher had pointed and took a seat there.
Asher watched as Sean came in and then made a blow job motion in his mouth before pointing at Sean and making a breaking motion " Failed to get his pecker sucked, what a fuck boy that dumb ass is. YO bitch ass. Stop chasing tail. The rest of us are here to study!"
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At her question of how she had never seen him around before all Tristan could do was shrug. How on earth was he supposed to know how she had missed him all this time. Or how seemingly most everyone else had missed him. Perhaps it was because he was human that most had just avoided him. Not wanting to start some inter-dimensional incident. Leaning forward he rest his head in his had, bringing his elbow to the desk as he watched her. “Perhaps you supernaturals should open your eyes a little more wider, from now on.” Raising an eyebrow he gives a sly smirk before looking away as Shay spoke again “ Yeah. A Wallflower, I guess I could be called that. Or Irrelevant.” As she apologized for Sean’s behavior he nodded “ Well it’s not the worst thing to ever happen to anyone, sniffing them is really weird. But, he could have been doing much worse…”
Watching the objects fly across the room or whichever way Darius had damn well pleased them to fly Tristan had let out a breath. When Shay excused herself all he could do was nod and turn to look forward as he waited for class, and the year, to finally begin. He would also say he was being sufficiently entertained as always. Because with magically gifted students, there was always some sort of chaos going around. And he felt very much at home among chaos. Drumming his fingers he looked over to Shay who was acting very adult for being a girl in high school. Drumming the fingers on his right hand he watched the scene between Shay and Darius unfolding. Asher had been watching as well, that was after he took a few minutes to unwrap some war heads and pelt them at Sean for a couple of minutes before looking over as Shay was being shouted out “ Aww, is this the beginning of a budding relationship between you and Shay, Darius? That’s so sweet! You want to her to be more girly. Aww. You cutie.” His teeth baring slightly he smirked a moment later before looking over and throwing another warhead he had licked, at Sean’s forehead.
“ You’re are such a fucking loser Sean! Sit your scrawny dweeb ass down and stop scaring the shit out of the new kids. Hey! New kid, sorry about that squid faced fucking loser. He’s a drunk who spends most his time jerking off to pictures of Carrot Cake and groping his fucking ear. Don’t mind him. He’s harmless.” Asher threw another spit covered warhead at Sean then “Aren’t you, fucking freak.” Looking at Sean, Seti could only frown at the others reaction “ Well I wasn’t meaning forever. But if that is what you prefer.” He shrugged not really caring about Sean’s pouting. There wasn’t much he could do about it, Sean had ultimately brought it on himself and he was just going to have to figure out how to repair the damage at a later date “ When they said young fairies were finally going to be allowed to attend a human world school, they never told us we would be disrespected by being sniffed. I should have paid more attention in Supernatural Beings class…” Seti murmured as he went back to adjusting items for school on his desk, waiting patiently for the teacher to show up.
Watching as Darius went flying Asher laughed a little before looking over at Alexander as he entered the classroom and gave Darius a detention “ REJECTION! You can’t give him detention! Shay shoved him! This is defamation, or something…” The fuck did he know, he wasn’t a fucking lawyer. Slamming a hand on his desk Asher stood up “ If you give that child a detention I’ll have you detained!” Giggling then Asher sat back down and waved a hand at Shay “ At least give her one too, fair is fair! Shay started it anyway, she smacked him, and attempted to murdered Darius Shelters. As his lawyer I demand you give my client the chance to defend himself against his assaulter. He should shove her back.”
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“Oh. Aww, I didn’t even know it was happening either. All those years, wasted.” Tristan mumbled as he continued to look the magazine over, not having any idea what Halloween was even all about. But the magazine had made it seem far more special than most of the events like it that went on in Wonderland. There was free candy, seemingly, and lots of it. What was there not to admire about it, at least. Flipping to the next page he continued to read. When Shay walked up to him he glanced up for a moment as he listen to her “ I probably would have liked that, if I were a kid. The oyster realm seems to be quite a bit more playful, I suppose, with such days.” He grinned then as she laughed “ I don’t think it’s such a bad idea…” Though as she started to point out how odd the two of them going trick or treating would be he nodded “ Yeah, probably.” Her suggestion to take Julian however had made him perk up a little.
“ Yes! Julian, let’s go ask– Huh…” Tristan blinked then as he was standing up “ Don’t eat all the candy? Well, I can certainly try not to. But what happens if there’s a new candy I have never had before and I just can’t stop myself because it’s so good.” Tristan put the magazine down then and lift his hands to his stomach “ Ah, but a sore stomach wouldn’t be very ideal.” Shaking his head then he looks toward the door “ Well, we better go grab him up before we miss the chance to take him.” Tristan waited on Shay for a moment before following along with her out of the room.
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As Eira had just stood their silently, Tristan shook his head, waiting-wanting some sort of response to what he had said. He then sighed and glanced away, trying to really think about what was being talked about, here. As she had started to explain her reasoning, however, he narrowed his eyes a little bit " Oh. So you just want to pretend to day, whew." He let out a breath of relief and looked away " You aren't funny, you know that." He teased a bit before looking away and going back to adjusting some stuff at the museum " Coming out here to my work just to mess with me, Eira. What a low blow." He blinked then, and looked over toward her "You know you don't have to go..."
"But I can see it's something you want to do..." Tristan pulled away from the shelf then and looked Eira over " So, Fine. I guess I can go with you to this thing. So you aren't so lonely." The vampire had agreed before moving along down the hallway as she went on to sweeten the pot. He hadn't exactly told her he had been a vampire. So the offer wasn't really very appealing to him. But to pass as human he would pretend " Oh. Huh. Well I'm sold definitely now. Free food and drinks and stuff! Oh, I do like stuff." Tristan muttered lowly before he checked on his flashlight, clicking it and shining the light into his face a few times. Then looked back to Eira once more "Alright, it's a date. I'll find something decent to wear, and pick you up?"
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Spies Everywhere I Go (Con.)
At Sean’s question Tristan gave a smirk “ Oh, I might have a few lined up. Do not doubt.” Swallowing he wondered how much more he could say to something like this, it was way he needed to hurry up with his case. Once the other started to verify anything that he was saying the jig would be up. Clearing his throat he nods then “ No, unfortunately I could not. Seems we are far away from having such technology. Car’s can’t even drive on their own,- Though it would be nice to have a suit be aware of itself enough to help it’s wearer not bump anyone at parties.” Seemed to be a complete waste of time and money as well, but Tristan didn’t say anything about that. “ Yeah? I wouldn’t have thought about that. Living in the moment kind of guy, that’s nice. But moments are always coming to and end.”
Tristan let out a breath then before turning his head to look around “ As for this suit costing a fortune. At least it’s the only suit I need in life. Preferably I like to slum around my house like a bum in my hoodies and sweatpants. Real life can be to constricting, you know? Getting all dressed up and fancy is exhausting.” He paused though when Sean started to talk again and gave a confused look “ You want me to keep you company for a little while? Oh. Heh, well you could have asked.” He had wondered if this would help him out any better with what he had been ordered to do. Reaching over then he moved to pat Sean on the back, attaching a mic on the inside of Sean’s collar “ Tonight is a good night to make with the merry and get black out drunk, and of course, having good company makes that all the better, doesn’t it?” Pulling is hand away he moved it to his side, sticking it in the pocket of his pants.
Nodding at Sean began to be a bit emo about his title of prince hood, he blinks “ Oh. You are right, respect is to be earned. Normal men live by such rules, so why shouldn’t those in higher stations in life also live by that rule of man?” He gave a shrug however “ But, no, no the world doesn’t work that way, just because you want something. Because while normal men would like to be respected. Normal men also allow themselves to have those that would make the orders for them to the troops.
Allow the princes and the princess to inherit instead of work for their titles. And for that, don’t normal men just deserve to be ruled over, they gave the right to be respected away. And now here you are Sean, in the position to change the rules. Yet, you aren’t like them…tut tut.” Shaking his head Tristan lift the remains of his drink up and sipped from it “ We can only hope that Shay does. If not, there’s always the alternatives-” Bringing his free hand out from his pocket he made a slicing motion across his neck “ The people will take the power back.”
As Sean had given condolences to his losses Tristan had shrugged “ It was so long ago now. But thank you, it can be scary being the only person in your family left in the world, knowing how much responsibility could be on your shoulder. You carry the last honor your family will ever have. You carry the last of their DNA in your veins. I can only imagine how many strands have been lost to time…” Tristan laughed then “ Though I guess it’s nothing to worry about. I’m young, wealthy and seem to have quite a bit of luck on my side so far-” He shook his head as Sean started to offer him someone to talk to “Already talk to all those who I needed to speak with. Now I’m just living life by the moment, kind of like you.” Tristan glanced away for a moment, wondering how much longer he could keep this lying up. Though the other had seemed to be invested now. He could practically feel his tech team laughing it up at him over this pathetic sob story he was peddling to Sean. Once he got back to base he knew he was going to get an earful about it.
Tristan grinned however he had felt a bit angry when Sean called the story something from a hallmark after school special “ Well, what else was an orphan to do. I could have just gotten strung out on drugs and drunk myself into a coma. Which was what the rest of the people in my life were hoping for. Or, I could make something from the ashes I inherited from the fire.” Tristan gave a shrug “ I took my ashes from my skin and made them into my work.” He tossed his head a little bit.
Listening to Sean talk about how he got invited “ Oh damn, and here I was hoping I had actually made a friend. –Yeah, free goods often will bring everyone in, if offered.” Tristan had wondered if he would be interested in doing so himself. He would like to have said he wouldn’t be lured into a party just because of food. But he couldn’t say he wouldn’t want to take the offer either. As Sean asked to join him in a tour he blinked before giving a nod “ Ah, yeah, okay. Sure, let’s go visit this garden, pretty boy.” Tristan guessed he would have to stay for a little while longer, but he knew he eventually had to get away from Sean, in order to complete the mission.
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ZOMBIES!? In my RP’s!? More likely than you think.
[10:17 PM] Soup:
Sean had never believed in zombies. He never believed in vampires, werewolves, or any other supernatural creatures that went bump in the night. They were all stories to him, tales that made your heart race and made you want to sleep with the night light on in the hallway. That had all changed the night a strange noise was heard from his mobile phone as he slept beside Seti, his boyfriend going on two years. It had woke him up out of a deep sleep, honey brown eyes blinking away the fuzziness that had come from your body being forced to wake up when it wasn't ready. Seti's phone had been going off as well and Sean sat up in bed to read the emergency alert – an alert he had to read * twice*. “--- what is this? Don't panic. Remain calm and inside. Seek shelter. Arm yourself. Do not engage the Walking Dead? Is this a prank?” Suddenly his phone had rang, it was Shay on the other line. Sean's face had gone ghost white as he heard his sister's voice on the other end. Swallowing thickly he had hung up the phone and turned to look at Seti. “It isn't a prank. Seti, get dressed. Get a weapon, whatever we have. There is a safe zone Shay wants us to make our way toward, it is about a seven hour drive from here. She is going to meet us half way.” Sean had bounced out of bed, pulling on his jeans and a hoodie, looking at Seti over his shoulder. “I'll get us some supplies, as much as we can carry – we have to pack light. People are in a panic everywhere, it is chaos in the city. You can hot wire a car can't you? According to Shay something triggered and everything has been shut down. The power plants, the gas station, its every man for himself”Sean never thought he would see the day, apparently – he had been wrong.
[5:19 AM] Karma:
Seti was often the worst person to wake up, mostly because it was hard to do sometimes. He just enjoyed sleeping that much. So as Sean had gotten up in a rush Seti had remained, absolutely peaceful in his sleep. It had also not been very wise to wake Seti up prematurely from a sleep. Especially one as peaceful as the one he had seemed to be in at that moment. Hearing his phone he turned away from it "If it's a blizzard, ignore it...." Seti muttered then before he drifted off back to sleep, so easily. Sleep often came very easy to him, of course. Slowly however he began to wake up as Sean was continuing to talk about the alert. "Mmm...Are you sure? Because Hawaii had an alert once. I think. A world ending one, and they all thought they were about to die. Turns out, someone pushed the wrong button. Or rather, didn't push the right one." He chuckled a bit before moving to the edge of the bed and rubbing his eyes " Where in the hell are we going to seek shelter at, Sean?" It was hard to believe something so immediate and dangerous was actually happening, to be honest, Seti was hard to believe such things " Maybe they are just over reacting,--Arm ourselves? ...It's hard to imagine that they would care enough to tell any of the public about something so dangerous that they would warn them to protect themselves."
[5:20 AM] Karma:
He got up however and started to get dressed then " What weapon? Have we been stock piling up on weapons, Sean?" Seti asked as he moved across the room toward a dresser and started to pull clothing out of it before moving to put things on for the cold weather. He wouldn't not try and get to saftey. But he was fairly certain that this was all just a false alarm and they would have been worried over nothing in the end. Grabbing some things to carry items in he started putting stuff into the bags " Seven hours away? Your sister is really having us drive that far away over something that might just be a false alarm?" He stood their for a moment, though he knew that Shay wasn't likely to make this up. She clearly believed in whatever was going on. After having packed a few things that could be water, food, extra clothing and other necessities and things that would fit in the car, along with various things that could be or were weapons. He stepped away from the back of the car then and frowned " Well get in the drivers seat..." He smiled then and looked the vehicle over " Well, RV...But you know, you get the point...Also, uh. Surprise. I baught and RV for us to travel in...." Holding out his hands he gave a grin before briefly shaking his hands at his sides " We have an RV.-- OH! SHIT! The cats and the rabbits. I have to get our babies." Seti scurried off then to go up stairs, coming back with the food and more water for the animals. Then he went back up before bringing down two pet carriers one for rabbits and one for cats. He shoved them into the back of the RV then and then climbed in " Alright. Our kids are here, lets get the fuck out of here, you got everything?"
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“You didn't hear the tone of Shay's voice, Seti. If she is sure, than I am sure.” Sean clearly understood why Seti was less than enthusiastic and doubtful of the warning, Sean never woke Seti up. Even if he slept in past two in the afternoon he wasn't shaking the boy awake unless there was a good reason. Seti was -not- a morning person. Not like Sean who was basically a 'whatever hell time of day it is' kinda person. After two years with somebody you tended to learn a lot. What they liked, what they -were- like, what pissed them off, what made them smile or what made them sad. The two probably would have been married already if such a thing was legal in their state. “--maybe they are, but I don't have a good feeling about it.” Sean had spent the next few minutes packing a bag with the things that Seti hadn't – the weapons. Knives, a machete, a bat, a rifle with two boxes of bullets, a small revolver that had three boxes. While Seti hadn't told him about the RV, Sean hadn't told him about the guns. Sean had a look of surprise when all it had taken was one step outside to realize that Shay and the emergency alert had not been making things up. The sky was an eerie color, a color that Sean couldn't really describe, the sound of car alarms, screams, they could all be heard in the distance as Sean found himself staring down the road with concerned honey brown eyes. “The neighbours, they are heading this way but ---”
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They were walking strange. Limping, dragging their legs behind them as Seti had come out of the house with the two pet carriers. The rabbits had started freaking out, hopping madly in their cages, the cats fur standing up on end as they two were hissing and howling toward the two people making their way toward them. “Seti, get in the fucking RV. NOW.” He hadn't wanted to waste the bullets in his revolver, grabbing the machete as he made his way toward Mister and Misses Lake – a couple that had been living next to them since the day they moved in. The gargled noses coming from their throats were almost inhuman, the skin on their faces pastey and sunken in. Sean could handle two of them on his own, he was certain of it, as the woman lurched forward at him he had put his whole weight into swinging the Machete – cutting her head clean off at the neck. The man however had reached out for him, a deathly grip much stronger than Sean had been expecting forcing Sean to punch the zombie right in the face before taking his head off with a momentousness swing.
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Sean had stood there, a look of relief on his face for only a moment as he heard the groaning and moaning again. More of them were coming out of their houses, coming around parking cars, working their way toward him to surrond him. Sean didn't stick around at that moment, quickly running to the RV and putting the Machete on the floor before he started the RV that wouldn't turn over. “Bloody Hell! Where did you find this RV Seti? A junkyard?” As Sean struggled to start the RV they were getting surronded – hands and faces slapping against the exterior of the vehicle, causing Sean to jump in his skin as one clawed at the glass and smushed their face against the windshield right in front of him. When the RV started rocking, he had looked at Seti. “Yeah. Just a wrong button pushed thing huh?”
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It had taken Sean five pumps of the gas and six turns of the key to finally have the RV turning over. “Hang On.” He had floored it then, driving right over the four zombies that were minutes away from breaking through the windshield, ignoring the sound of crushed bodies underneath the wheels as he sped down the road. How he wished it had all been a hoax – because it was more terrifying that it -wasn't-.
[4:58 PM] Karma:
"Well of course not. I couldn't hear her while half asleep still and you were on the phone." Seti had continued to look at Sean as the other stood there on the phone, his eyes narrowing slightly as he thought about how much it would be emotionally taxing on them if something serious were happening. Seti laughed then before shaking his head, thinking that was a stupid thought anyway " Well,...As they say, better safe than sorry, right?" He muttered before moving to meet with the other. Once out in the RV he stares as Sean steps out with a bag of guns " Well aren't you packing." He muttered toward Sean before he shook his head " And how about now, how are you feeling about it now?" He asked with a raised eyebrow, then followed Sean's gaze toward the neighbors " Well, looks like someone was out partying late last night." He couldn't imagine anyone getting so drunk "Hm...Strange." But the chaos around him had gone mostly ignored by the Egyptian. It wasn't like he didn't care, or wouldn't have found such things serous. He just didn't know what it was he was supposed to be worried about.
[4:58 PM] Karma:
As he continued to watch the creatures making their way toward the two of them he backed up with the cages " Alright you guys, hush hush...there's no need for that. I'll put you down.." As Sean was telling him to get inside he just nodded " Well where else was I going to go, Egypt..." Closing the door on the side he secured it shut before securing the cages in little holder slots " See Sean. I bought this thing from that creepy guy outside of towns, son... You know, the one that was always talking about the end of days..." "Apparently he was building this for just such an occasion. I was in the neighborhood and seen and thought 'Hey, Sean and I could take some romantic vacations with such a beast as this'... and now here we are." He paused to look toward the boxes of new parts he had gotten for finishing up and replacing the broken or bad parts of the RV " A RV just waiting for the final touches..." He looked toward Sean then as the banging and assault on the RV began to happen, of course not much damage was done to the vehicle in all, the attempt was futile " Huh, I guess the guys son was right, this is built like a tank. No wonder it's such a gas guzzler."
[4:59 PM] Karma:
Blinking then he looked to Sean once more before getting in the passenger seat " Thank god he had extra gas storage's built in...Or else this trip would be a nightmare. " Glancing out of the window he watched as they drove passed the undead people wondering absently on the streets and sidewalks " I wonder what other secrets this thing has... Should really have replaced that engine and such first though, and a lot sooner." Looking to Sean once more he gave a shrug " Maybe something got into the water Sean...You know..like, cocaine..." A man walked into a building. It had been only an hour or so before Sean received the phone call from his sister. Asher, who had basically just gotten out of years of training and such had been going to meet with his new partner, and observe on the field work. As he walked up to the front desk he told the man sitting there at it his name. Then was allowed on through where he spent the next few moments being talked to and then his partner finally arrived. They walked up and told him he was to remain silent and only observe what was going on. That the guy they had in custody that day was one Darius Shelters. Under investigation for quite a few crimes. Mostly those against the government.
[4:59 PM] Karma:
As the door to the interrogation room opened Asher's partner, several decades older than him, stepped in and walked up to the table where Darius was sat at. With a wave of a hand the older male gestured to the second chair to his right, signalling for Asher to come in and sit down. Asher had stood behind them for a moment, almost like a baby duck waddling behind it's mother before blinking and jumping to the side " Oh, right..-Oh sh-Quiet, quiet...shh...Sorry. I'm observing now." He zipped his mouth, making the gesture with his hand before moving over to take a seat in the empty chair. His partner rolling his eyes before they began to lay into Darius with questions about their involvement, or potential involvement in some recent crimes.
[9:46 PM] Soup:
It wasn't really a surprise, Shay was very much a straight to the point kind of person – firm, direct, and loud when she thought somebody wasn't listening. She most certainly had heard the disbelief in Sean's tone, and she had no other way to tell him but to be firm with her little brother when she said it - unfortunately that had carried through the phone and straight to Seti as well. Better safe than sorry was an understatement in hindsight and Seti had definitely been taking things a lot more calmly and casual than Sean had – going as far to call the neighbours drunk. How could Seti not see the truth when it was staring him right in the face? “So much for a romantic vacation and that kid had more sense to him than this whole town. Do you not see what is going on here Seti? How much more proof do you need?” As Sean asked he had gestured around the vehicle and toward the undead howling, gurgling, and scraping at the windows and the doors. Sean had shaken his head as he peeled the RV out of the driveway, squealing the tires as he ended east down the highway. The whole town had looked deserted and there were Undead everywhere. Cars and trucks were left abandoned and Sean had been forced to slam on the breaks to avoid rear-ending the six cars that had been piled up at the intersection.
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Slender digits had gripped the wheel as Sean's eyes squinted, leaning forward to see one of the car doors opening. “Seti, are you seeing this? Should we help? --” First a hand had flopped out, landing on the pavement and for a moment whoever was halfway in the car and out of it was barely moving. His grip on the wheel had tightened as he saw more undead start to make their way to the car, moaning, staggering toward the woman who had pulled herself out and started crawling on the ground toward the RV. That was the moment Sean had put the RV in park, reaching for the rifle he had stashed underneath the seat. Only when Sean went to open the door an arm had reached for his – forcing him to yelp as he shut the door and the undead looked at him briefly before joining the growing crowd of other undead surronding the woman. “You can't tell me this is all from cocaine in the water Seti”
[9:46 PM] Soup:
As the large group completely covered her Sean had put the RV in reverse, looking over his shoulder as he began driving backward and away from the scene. “We aren't getting to the meeting point through there – I hope this bitch can handle the backroads” They were about to find out. Darius: “Play good cop bad cop all you want, it wasn't murder.” What hadn't he done? Grand Theft Auto – check. Break and Enter – check. Murder? Was it really murder when the person you had killed was already dead? “You people don't understand – that woman you saw me kill lieutenant was already dead. I just realized it before the rest of you all did.” Darius had shifted uncomfortably in his chair, the bite mark on his arm from the Undead woman was itching again. “I have an itch, seeing you guys have me handcuffed to the table, mind scratching it for me?”
[6:14 AM] Karma:
"Alright Sean. Will you shut up about it. I'm not blind. Jeez." Seti burst, Sean's paranoid attempts to unblind Seti had done nothing more than annoy the Egyptian. Clearly there was something wrong. How stupid did Sean think that Seti really was " I don't need you trying to terrorize me about it. Something like this isn't possible... That's all..- It is just hard to process all of ...this-" He gestured to all of outside of the RV " So lay off with the thick attempts to convince me of the apparent!" As the other asked about the people he rolled his eyes " Fuck no! What the hell Sean, you were just expressing how dangerous everything is! Why would you stop to help someone?! Clearly that's not something we are going to do. Look at them, they are surrounded. If we stop to help them, the likelihood of none of us making it out of that mess is made higher. If this is really happening. I'm going to need you to think that sort of thought through a little more thoroughly. It's not a time for morals Sean. It's survival now."
[6:14 AM] Karma:
Seti had looked out the window though, not enjoying the facts. But accepting them none the less. He hated being such a cold unsympathetic seeming person, especially now. But what else could he do. Let Sean stop and then have them both die. He wasn't going to let Sean risk his life for something so unnecessary. There was no telling who could be trusted, or what the future would hold for them, if they were to rescue those people. The right path, to him, was clearly to keep going. Because the only consequences of that would be that those people would be dead, or if any survived the attack, they wouldn't likely come find them for any revenge. " Well then what the hell are your ideas about why something like this is happening. And for that matter, why it happened so quickly. Clearly it's more of a virus thing. But I was trying to lighten the mood since all those stories have been going around about people snorting bath salts and then going off the deep in which lead to one man eating another mans face off. I see it must have went over your head though. - Of course, now is not really a good time for jokes either. I suppose." He gave a small shrug then.
[6:14 AM] Karma:
As he watched Sean he narrowed his eyes " So put that gun down and get your narrow ass back in that seat and fucking drive before I duck tape you to one of the cabinets in the back. He then rolled his eyes again as Sean continued to make comments about the RV " Oh, I am sure it's going to run just fine there. You are acting as if this beast, not bitch, is that old and run down. When it's not." Seti then laughed and slapped a hand against the door " She'll do what needs doing." Asher had looked back and forth between his partner and Darius as the two spoke. He then swallowed before glancing to one side as his partner did all of the talking for them, clearly not having the experience needed for interrogating suspected murders. As Darius asked that question though he spoke up "Um, well, yes. Because there is no proof of their being dead prior to your assumed murdering of them.--Though it's not much of an assumption since ten civilian's seen you murder that woman..." Asher cut off as his partner was looking at him then looked away, giving a nod " Right, quiet. Sorry."
[6:15 AM] Karma:
When his partner went back to trying to question Darius Asher had continued to watch the two taking in everything that had been going on between them. To Asher, Darius had not been providing a good enough tale to make anyone not be convinced he hadn't murdered a woman in broad daylight in front of a large set of witnesses. Darius clearly had and was just being difficult, as far as anyone else could see, at the moment. It was all just a waste of time really. And as time passed his partner had gotten fed up with it. Just as a large 'boom' had come from somewhere on one of the floors below them. Then nothing but silence as his partner had looked around. Asher had been looking around as well only to let out a breath " You know you get a lighter sentence if you just confess to the crime. Clearly no jury of your peers is going to see the video of you murdering that woman, so vividly and go ' no, he didn't do it. She clearly was dead'... You're a dead man, otherwise." Asher told Darius just before another bang, this one making the entire building shake could be heard. His partner walked over toward the door and grabbed it only to find that it had jammed, locking the three of them in the room. Asher looked over, giving a confused look " What do you mean it's jammed, what is all that noise and shaking anyway..." It was impossible to think that anyone would be attacking a police station in such a time of day.
[6:19 AM] Karma:
Standing then Asher reached over toward Darius only for his partner to swing around and point at him, stopping him in his tracks. Then tell him not to DARE itch Darius' arm, or so help him he was fitting to break Asher's in return " Alright. Don't got to be so vicious about it." Asher could see the other was extremely irritated, and clearly had been the entire day. So he sat back down and pulled out his phone, playing with it as his partner continued with the door. Only for another loud boom to be heard a moment later and the floor suddenly crumbled below them, filling the room completely with dust as the three fell down to the lower level. Asher's partner being impaled on piece of jagged metal sticking out of the ground. The dust and dirt in the room had created such a clouded space that Asher could barely see two feet in front of him by the time he had woken up. There had been distance screaming and what he could only describe to himself as the noises of war in some war movie, going on all around him. Letting out a cough he moved to raise his right hand only to wince in pain as it shot through his arm. He could feel that it was badly broken and that there had been quite a bit of rubble stacked onto his entire arm. Laying on his back in the remains of the room, or building? He couldn't see at that moment, he continued to cough, lifting up his left arm to cover his mouth and nose with the sleeve in an attempt to get some fresh air. Shifting he tried to pull his arm free only to get another shock of pain through it and let out an agonized cry, before biting his lips shut.
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Well, Sean could certainly say that it wasn't their first argument, and he certainly could say he sort of had it coming – alright, he definitely had it coming. Maybe it wasn't so much of an argument as they definitely had annoyed each other. Seti had annoyed Sean when it seemed to him he was acting oblivious and not taking the situation seriously, and Sean was annoying Seti by taking the situation TOO seriously in a way it seemed he was terrorizing his boyfriend. “I'm sorry.” That was really all Sean could say. Clearly, the strangeness of the situation had affected both of the two boys. Why would he stop to help someone? Those annoying little things called -morals-. Sean had them. Those little urges to help someone, and it wasn't that Seti -didn't- have those urges, it was that he was smarter about it. Everything Seti had said made sense, everything Seti had said was logical, there were simply too many zombies around the woman to even think about intervening and that was going to be a hard lesson for Sean to learn. “---yeah well, at least my narrow ass can still get -both- feet on the pedals.” Sean had muttered his apology again, underneath his breath as he put the RV in reverse and swung the vehicle around to look for a road – or a back road, that would lead them to the rendezvous point without any obstacles.
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Sean had stuck to the back roads as much as possible, in a case like a zombie apocalypse it seemed better to stay -away- from the heavily populated cities and towns. The only problem was that the beast of the RV wasn't exactly built for off-roading on the types of roads Sean was driving on and it had only been a couple of hours in that the RV hit a huge pot hole and the sound of one of the tires going flat had shaken the RV as Sean was forced to pull off to the side of the dirt road and half way into the ditch. “Please tell me the RV has a spare” Sean had a bit of experience dealing with flat tires, taking in a deep breath as he rolled his hands against the steering wheel and looked over at Seti. “Whatever happens – stay in the bloody vehicle” This wasn't the case of Sean rushing out to help a woman surrounded by zombies, this was the case of Sean having no choice but to get out of the RV to change a tire. He had taken a deep breath, opening the driver's side door before he was leaning over to grab Seti's face with his shaking hands and pressing his lips against his. He had held onto the kiss as if he was committing it to memory and he rested his forehead against Seti's before leaving the safety of the RV and taking his gun with him.
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There was nothing that Sean could hear the moment his feet touched the ground and he shut the door behind him. Honey brown eyes had looked around cautiously, until he was satisfied that nobody was around them. Walking around the RV he found the hatch that contained a jack, a wrench, and a spare tire and went to work on changing the tire that would hopefully last on the back roads until they could find a tire shop to ransack. “Fuck” Sean had known that spare tires weren't meant to be -replacement- tires and even though he had worked as fast as his hands had allowed it wasn't fast enough to get back on the road before any unwanted company found its way to them. It was when Sean had started securing the last bolt that he heard the sound – the shuffling of feet, the jagged throat groans, Sean should have started running right then but he was thinking about Seti and the animals chance of escape. He had managed. He had managed to secure the last bolt, but he hadn't given himself enough time to get back inside the RV when he had turned around to find himself face to face with a zombie that had lurched at him. Sean's back had hit the RV, causing him to lose his footing and drop to his ass – his hand reaching for the heavy wrench as he bolted to his feet. The zombie caught a chunk of Sean's arm flesh as Sean clocked the zombie across the face hard enough to stagger it back. Ignoring the stinging pain, ignoring the blood running down his arm, Sean had left the zombie behind to jump back into the RV. “It bit me, it fucking bit me, Seti --”
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The animals inside were getting crazy, hissing and growling as Sean pulled the RV away, and why wouldn't they? They knew what had happened, they knew what it meant, Sean had no idea how much time he had left as he pulled back onto the dirt road and floored it. “I'll get you as far as I can, but the moment I'm not myself anymore Seti --” And Sean, couldn't even finish the words. “There is no crime for me to confess to!' Well, he -wasn't- about to confess to THAT crime because it wasn't a crime. Darius had been aggravated as he gave the handcuffs another tug to try and get out of them on his own. The noise had made Darius jump in his chair, attention torn away from Asher and whoever the hell was the other guy and toward the noise. “Let me out of these fucking handcuffs! Don't you idiots see what is going on here?!” Clearly, they didn't. Darius still wasn't paying attention to the other two when he started inching himself back in the chair – the moment the room started violently shaking, the -moment- Darius felt the dust fall on his face and in his hair from the ceiling, he had pushed out the chair from underneath him and jolted his body underneath the table.
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It was impossible to see anything in the rumble that was coming down all around him, chunks of ceiling and walls as the floor gave way right underneath them. Darius had avoided much of the debris that had fallen, but he had been buried in the rumble once the building had settled. Even then, however, he had been able to push chunks of debris and the table off of him, staggering to his feet as he started to cough on the dust heavy in the air. He didn't how many people were dead, the ones that had survived were in rougher shape that he was considering he had managed only a few bumps and scratches when the building had come down. It was when he was stepping over chunks of concrete and destroyed furniture that he had heard Asher's cry out a few feet away. Darius had two choices. Two very -obvious- choices. He could leave Asher to die, it wouldn't take too long – he would either die from his own blood loss or he would die from a zombie. Or, he could pick him up, drag him out, and at least give him a -chance- of surviving on his own. “You are already dead, you know that right?” The words left Darius's thin lips as he approached Asher, bending down and positing himself for Asher to grab onto him and use his body as support to stand himself up. There wasn't any time to access extent of the damage that had been done but they had to keep moving. “We need to leave. NOW. You have a weapon on you? You have a car? I have a place we can go, but we need to make a stop first.” As Darius coaxed Asher forward he reached for a jagged piece of wood to use a weapon, chances were – he was going to need it.
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Don’t Think, Just Run
Tristan could see that Sean was shitting himself over this. He gives a slow nod then " Yeah. Nasty business." Though a lot of things would make Vikings seem like werewolves. So he wouldn't be surprised if there were perhaps a few vikings in their numbers. And of course he could see that the wolves MIGHT have gotten them if they continued to run. But most certainly now they wouldn't stop until they got them. Well, at least, until they got Sean, whose scent was currently all over the dead werewolves body " Fool. Moron. Imbecile." Tristan had muttered then.
" Well I am very happy you can hear it. Because that's your death growls." He informed Sean " Not mine, but yours. They are going to hunt you till they are either all dead, or your in pieces." Tristan brought a hand to his head then before moving to grab Sean's arm " We can't stand here. You'll definitely die, then." Tristan had told the other as he pulled Sean along. Listening to Sean's next words he grumbled under his breath " As if you would know. We aren't killing anymore werewolves, Sean!" Tristan then snapped and looked back to the other " You are going to do as you are told!"
Tristan yanked on Sean's arm then forcing the other to follow him " We are going back to our homestead and you are going to write an apology letter for taking the life of their friend. They cannot control the beast inside of them, Sean. You didn't just murder a werewolf. You murdered a man. In the thralls of an altered mind. Now RUN!" Tristan looked forward then " I will fix this, okay. We'll get home, you'll apologize, or don't. But I'll talk to them, and then we'll see if they can just, let you live, at least. Though I am sure you will need to make sure you don't go in their territory after this."
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Nightmares
He wasn't weak, he knew that if his father had seen how pathetic he had become from the candles being blown out he knew he would surely be laughed at and intentionally made to stay in the dark, without a light. That was just how life was, in the days of his childhood. He was to grow up a true viking warrior. And a viking did not fear the night, they did not fear death. So then why, in the dark. Did he seem to lose all sense of those foundations he had been made on. Clearing his throat as he was still sleeping, tying to erase that pathetic state from his mind, purge it from his body. Remind himself that a real viking could never be allowed to crumble over such a thing. But those years in the box had continued to flood his brain. Despite the lack of things going on. It had seemed that whatever had gone on, had done great damage to him. Damage he still would be laughed at, and perhaps was being laughed at by his viking brothers and sister, now. In their afterlife.
Sitting up after screaming, he hadn't even really realized that he had even done that. Gasping breathlessly he glanced around the room before shakenly looking to Sean as he asked if it was a nightmare " I-..uh... It was... Um... No. No. I was.." He looked away, shaking his head. What could he say, could he easily lie and tell Sean it was just a battle cry, because he had been angry. And make no mistake about it. Shay had made him angry. But he had never dreamed his anger into being from sleep. As Sean moved behind him and wrapped himself around Tristan, Tristan tugged trying to uncling Sean from him. Not because he didn't appreciate Sean's attempt to comfort him. But because, honestly, he wasn't a touchy feely guy, and even more to the point of this situation, he had just been put through a scary situation. The last thing anyone would want is for someone to wrap their body around them " Sean, it's fine..." Panting he gave the back of hands Sean a soft pat with his hand " Yeah, it's fine. I just... I don't know how to explain it."
He then paused, leaning forward " How many days was I asleep?" Looking back toward Sean then he slumped a bit, the adrenaline leaving him then "Shay needs to stop acting so brash and selfishly, Sean. I hope you can control your fledglings better in the coming future."
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