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Post by "Unfettered" on Jan 10, 2008 15:53:19 GMT -8
...Er... Flavors! =D? "Nah, my brother's the one who raced to win the car.""Ja-huh. Sure." Of course, accompanied with the usual grin."...so what's the catch?"His eye looked at her abruptly, as they walked on, and quickly looked ahead."..is there something you want? Or what?"As before, he stayed quiet. For one... two... three seconds---"Mm... Schokolade, er, chocolate sounds good right now, ja?"Wasn't really good at this 'obviously hiding something' bit. Especially around her. And noticeably, except when he was lecturing her, he seemed to be... 'avoiding' looking into her face...
..."Ah. Zere we go.." shooting forward, and basically jumping to the side to catch and open the door for her to go first. Etiquette. He had on his usual smile and a swaying of his left arm inward, just maybe to see if she'd laugh at the 'over done-ness' of it. Just etiquette.
Or buying himself a little more time.
'Just a half an hour more... fifteen minutes, a few minutes... I'll even settle for a few seconds worth of the time.'
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Post by Mitsuki Park on Jan 10, 2008 21:03:46 GMT -8
"Ice cream? I prefer vanilla."
...no, she wasn't joking. She really did..
And she stood there in front of him as he kept the door open for her, staring at him as if waiting for him to tell her. Eventually, though, she stepped through, unamused by his choice of dodging her question, though it's not like she could force it out of him.
Skye had already plopped his way inside, and Mitsuki did the owner of the shop a favor and held him in her arms while she walked up to the front desk.
Let me guess.
He's paying for this, too?
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Post by "Unfettered" on Jan 11, 2008 2:47:43 GMT -8
Yup. He's Paying For This Too "Ice cream? I prefer vanilla."...Awkward pause.
And it wasn't because she liked vanilla over chocolate. And both of them, quite frankly, knew that. Fast as a wink, though, he followed after them. Left hand in his pocket... as he looked at the man at the cashier. A curt nod and a 'smile'. The man looked at "Unfettered" weird though---Oh. His right hand went across and put a tuft of hair over his eye patch. Hehe. Forgetting that he wasn't exactly a very politically correct person."One vanilla, one chocolate.""$8.42."..That was California for you. Grimacing, he nodded, and opened up his wallet, promptly taking out the amount and handing it over. The cashier man had a very thick mustache, and a very bored look on his face, as he accepted it. Bad day with the wife? Whatever the case, he went at a sloth-like speed as he went off to the dispensers..."..Ja... Ja, just got to be patient."However, from the distracted look on his eye, it didn't appear as though he was talking about the ice cream. "Unfettered's" eye glanced to Skye, to Mitsuki, and even more promptly away, to see the other customers..
..Then back to Mitsuki again---Or did he go to look at Skye again?
His left hand stirred uneasily in its pocket...OOC: If you want to RP us receiving the thing, or you wanna make any extra orders or whatnot, go for it. |
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Post by Mitsuki Park on Jan 11, 2008 21:39:08 GMT -8
He ordered for her, he took out his wallet and he paid.
Again.
Not that Mitsuki should complain, since every girl likes it when a guy buys a girl something, even if it's ice cream, because usually it's the thought that counts. Yes, the thought. So what, exactly, was Unfettered thinking? Why was he buying her ice cream? In fact? Why did he even buy her a dog? This was so random, so...out of the blue, it was confusing, and Mitsuki never really liked being kept in the dark.
Eyes were casted down toward Skye.
Just what, exactly, is he up to?
She could sense the uneasiness.
"...do you have cancer?"
Well, him having cancer wouldn't necessarily answer all the questions she had, but it would eliminate most of'em.
And yes.
It was a joke.
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Post by "Unfettered" on Jan 12, 2008 17:22:06 GMT -8
Ehh... Sure. Why Not? "...do you have cancer?"..He remained quiet.
The man at the cashier had already come back with their ice cream, in little styrofoam bowls. But he noticed a different air around them, and just nodded. "Unfettered" warily took note of this, and took up the bowl."...Yeah."Awkward silence. He stood there.
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Post by Mitsuki Park on Jan 13, 2008 20:01:52 GMT -8
...um. She took his silence as a yes, and arched a brow before taking her own styrofoam bowl. Well, so much for making a joke. Kind of felt bad, but she with held any sort of emotion, only because she was expecting some kind of, 'APRIL FOOLZ!' to be thrown at her. She took a seat, Skye resting on her lap, the spoon in her ice cream sticking out like a sore thumb. Pink spoons in white, vanilla ice cream. Huh...
Then he mentioned the enforcers. He must really hate them, considering it was his second time mentioning them. There was something up, and she had a recital later that day.
"I expect an answer."
She poked at her ice cream, rather than eating it.
"What's your business with me?"
Eyes abruptly turned to look over at Unfettered, a cold look veiling them.
What'd this feel like? The whole, buying her a dog, and taking her for ice cream?
No, not a date.
More like a...
Bribe?
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Post by "Unfettered" on Jan 13, 2008 20:22:41 GMT -8
Well.. Uh... Excuse Me For Just A Sec... "I expect an answer."'I bet you do.'"What's your business with me?"He looked at her---Looked away. Looked at the dog, but ended up looking at her again, so he looked away again. Hunched forward, holding up his head with his palm, as he tried to look. Leaned back. And, for the most part, took a few seconds before adjusting for a good fifteen seconds---An idea struck him. You could see it in his eye.
His hand went back into his pocket...
...And scooped out some pellets, leaning over to place them towards her, within reach of Skye.---
---Hence. Apparently one of the bags had torn, and he'd scrambled to pick up a few pellets, before taking it to the car, and putting some of it back inside.
Then after the silence of logic, ten more seconds of fidgeting."..Eh well.. don't you have your... 'mask'? Its kinda distracting to see your whole face.."...That meant one of two things. But his face wasn't betraying anything, 'save the twitching and awkward fidgeting. He only took a few bites, before abruptly standing up."..Be right back. Just vait for me."Without a word, he'd run off, full speed...
...To STAPLES.OOC: ...Wait for it... wait for it...
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Post by Mitsuki Park on Jan 13, 2008 20:36:52 GMT -8
She continued staring, watching as he squirmed under her gaze. He fed Skye whatever the pellets were...she waited patiently, until.. Something lit in his eye, thought he was finally going to tell her, until he mentioned her mask, abruptly stood up and left, telling her to wait for him. He left, ran out running toward God knows where, and here she was, alone with Skye watching as he started licking her ice cream... Erm, she should have paid more attention.
...is ice cream bad for dogs....?
What is he? Some sort of king at dodging questions? She watched as he entered Staples from the window.
What's he buying now?
A calculator?
"...this is some sick joke, isn't it, Skye?"
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Post by "Unfettered" on Jan 13, 2008 23:43:49 GMT -8
Five Minutes Later ...Give or take three, granted the lines. He came back with... a calculator. But not just any calculator. A complicating calculator. Otherwise known as a graphing calculator. Still in its package, with all its accessories and various minute instructions that would take a full week to decipher.. or a day if you actually decided to read it. And of course, this is what "Unfettered" brought in a little plastic bag, somewhat out of breath. And pushed towards Mitsuki."..Hahahahahahahahahaha..." Grinning. Not necessarily pleased with himself.. but as he sat down abruptly, in front of his ice cream which was only slightly melted.. "A friend once told me that puppies and ice cream solve everything... except math problems. Zats vat calculators are for though, ja?"Scooting in his chair towards the table, he finally began to dig into his own ice cream, squinting and smiling at Skye who appeared to have a sticky bit of fur around his mouth. There was an actual feeling of being 'content' now, in his stare, as he took everything in. Looking at Sky as he ate... and then, keeping his eye up to look at... her.
At this point, however, he held up the bowl in one hand, while eating it with the other hand, blocking his face.."..Gut ice cream.." |
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Post by Mitsuki Park on Jan 16, 2008 20:02:41 GMT -8
A graphing calculator. She already had one, as it was required for her math class, and these things costed at least $100, and the fact that he spent even more money on her was beginning to tick her off. Where'd he get all this money, anyway? And why the hell would he want to spend it on her out of all people? A bribe, he wanted something, and that was the only thing that ever crossed her mind that made sense. He wanted something, and Mitsuki only assumed that it had to do with the enforcers leaving the school, completely. But the way he was doing everything, the way he dodged her questions after she asked, what, two, three times? Mentally, she shook her head. She didn't know exactly what he was up to, or what he wanted, but she knew that she didn't have to toy around with him like this.
"..okay then. Good bye."
Slowly, she stood up, placing Skye on the seat Mitsuki just got up from, and would walk away 'less he said something to stop her. She wasn't even going to bother asking anymore.
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Post by "Unfettered" on Jan 16, 2008 22:31:24 GMT -8
Untitled An ice cream filled cup would just pass over her head, landing on the floor."You looked... amazing in that green dress."Provided that caught her attention...
"Unfettered" stood now. Not in a fighting stance. But he had a now intense look on his eye. But his face remained relaxed. The employee looked up, about to say something.. but, considering these two random people, decided against it. For the moment. The boy tensed up, glaring at her."...And... I've repaid my debt to you in full. Emotional and otherwise. Consider that dog your peace treaty with me if you want to talk to me..." A sudden tone of biting frustration. He did not mean that, and he'd regret it later, but at this moment.. "But otherwise, from here on out, we're at war, until this school's unified, Miss Park. Get your pillars ready."She'd definetely kept her patience for a long enough time. He appreciated that, sincerely. What he said was silly. What he has been saying. Retarded, even, but.. he meant it very, very seriously. He had to block out some stray emotions.
Debt? What debt?
Why, his own. His own feelings. His own silly and stupid thoughts. He had tried to kiss her on... how many occasions? Succeeded, but never on the lips. Was better that way, though, he figured. Was better then to actually find out that his feelings were purely superficial and lustful, or worse... real.
A unified school. A school under one leader. One that he imagined "Mitsuki" a long time ago, to lead. A school that they could all be proud of, instead of a high school in a constant state of inter-fighting. The enforcers were only a fraction of it, of his anger and resolute feelings and desire for change.
...Actually... a lot of his desires came in reaction to her current stance and position. Some, more personal than others.
But he would not say this. And thus, a lot of his feelings would come to be misunderstood, because he was afraid of opening himself up to people. As was the case with many of his other relationships with other people.
Instead... he'd block it all up with his usual, cocky grin.
But, she would probably just hear that, say something simple, and walk off. And it'd hurt. It'd hurt, but it'd only strengthen his... his resolve.
'...For what?'
...
If she, in turn, did not respond... he would wait, and sit back down.
And wait until he couldn't see her anymore, before even thinking of moving from his spot, 'lest he threaten to take back every single word. For he'd just made an unvoiced promise. And he would stand by it. |
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Post by Mitsuki Park on Jan 17, 2008 20:02:26 GMT -8
Because.
She disregarded the comment about the green dress, because she didn't want to talk about it, nor think about it, nor have any connection with that night.
The one thing that made her stop was his second phrase. How he said, that dog, when he very well knew the name of him. How bitter his words seemed to her ear. He was one of the people, one of the very few, who could possibly have the potential to literally confuse her like no other. Partially the reason why she hated him, because whereas Andrew and Reita were close and have known her for quite a while, who was Unfettered to come waltzing into her life? Who was he to make her life complicated? The kiss, the dancing, the ice cream, not even a bribe, but a debt? There was a reason why she distanced herself from Unfettered, a reason why she let him go. A valid reason, in her opinion, and even with Unfettered's words, it seemed that he would've agreed with her.
Because.
Because Mitsuki was still human, a female, someone who has emotions even if she didn't want them. Happiness? Pushed to the back of her mind. Frustration? Replaced with patience. The only people she ever let herself get close to? Reita, because she knew he could fend for himself, and Andrew, because he was an ex-lover. Unfettered? Ex-slave, acquaintance...were they even friends?
He paid his debt, emotional...and otherwise? A peace treaty...?
Because Mitsuki was still a girl. More of a tomboy? Yes, but still a girl none the less. She liked ice cream, she liked dogs...calculators? Eh. She liked attention only from certain people, mostly from her parents. She wanted a family in the future, a husband and kids where corporate punishment was not enforced. At her age, with puberty and all, the idea of getting a boyfriend crossed her mind once or twice, but with being school captain, she couldn't do it. He would be a potential target, a weakness. Ever since that roof top...incident? Distance and time were the remedies of getting rid of feelings of wanting things.
War.
They're at war. She and him. She kicked his ass a good year ago, down those stairs... She remembered the meeting, the blood shed, the girl.
War.
She turned around, staying still at her spot, staring at him, as if to confirm if he were serious or not. She was met with a cocky grin, one she wanted to cut off his face. Peace treaty?
"...who are you to turn Skye in to a treaty?"
She hissed quietly, face devoid of all emotion. She whistled quietly, grabbing the attention of Skye before crouching down and clapping her hands as Skye jumped off the seat and came running toward her. The fact that Skye was used as a treaty made Mitsuki lose respect to not only Unfettered, but in a way, to Skye himself. She loved the dog, in a way, during the first few minutes she's had him, but now? She wasn't so sure. Everytime she would look at Skye's blue eyes, she'd remember this day as a whole. Not the positive sides either, it was always the negative things that stuck to you. The slap, the harsh words, the confusion.
"War? With you?"
She pulled out a pocket knife, a handy utensil with multiple little things, from her...well, pocket. Standing up, she pulled out the knife part of the many utensils, set it in front of Unfettered and held out her hand.
"Cut me from here to here, and we'll talk."
She held out her left palm, motioned for him to cut her diagonaly from below the index finger and down.
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Post by "Unfettered" on Jan 20, 2008 19:22:01 GMT -8
OOC: ^_^; Short post.And... "...What does this symbolize?"Standing now. He did not yet make any movements towards the pocket knife. Extended or no. Granted... he'd just gone through the trouble of buying her a pup, some ice cream, and even (although he could understand the disdain) a graphing calculator.
And now, she wants some S&M?
..Right now, she was confusing him. And it was visible with an uncertain and twisting frown on his face.
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Post by Mitsuki Park on Jan 21, 2008 16:44:29 GMT -8
Symbolize?
Nothing.
Other than the fact that she wasn't taking things very seriously right now. Him? Declaring war against her? Well she knew he could fight her, knew he would slap her, but is he willing to shed her blood in the midst of an 'epic battle' between him and her, if it should ever happen? This is war he was talking about. Breaking her bones and knocking her out won't keep her down for long; if he wanted to win this 'war', he'd have to eliminate her.
Then there was the question of why he would be declaring war. Because she wasn't doing anything about the enforcers? That was his personal problem and not hers. He wanted her title? Then it was simple: Beat her in a fight. He wanted to take over the school? Fine.
But she wasn't going to simply let him take over.
Did he want her to take over the school? Possible, but Mr. Coughdrop isn't going to go down without a fight. An unnecessary fight. Did he want the enforcers gone? Then you fight them, and you make them go away. The only reason he gave her to make them leave was something about Altermann not being a good person. Fine. He's not a good person, not everyone is. But the two were on a relatively similar boat; she wasn't fond of them, neither was he. If he remembered correctly, she nearly caused a whole riot in the school assembly because of them. But to start a war because she didn't like them is ridiculous.
"You cut me... And we'll talk."
Simple. It didn't have to symbolize anything.
It was just a confirmation, for a lack of a better phrase.
Of course, the main reason why she wanted him to cut her wasn't because she wasn't taking him seriously. It was mostly because she would then think of him like she thought of everyone else rather than someone more than an acquaintance. When he slapped her, he nearly got there, but went overboard and made it up to her with Skye. The fact that Mitsuki considered him someone more of an acquaintance can mess up her judgment. The cut would even things out, no strings attached.
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Post by "Unfettered" on Jan 22, 2008 21:54:49 GMT -8
"You cut me... And we'll talk."..And for a moment, "Unfettered" brooded. He made no movement, but he stared blankly. Blankly. Why? How? Wasn't it a symbol?
Possible Scenarios...- Boast: "...I cannibalized a girl before. I defecated on her. I poured out my fluidz on her in the form of a pentagram. You were zere. Why do I have to prove anyzing to you?" Leaning back in his chair, propping up his feet on the table, comforting his head with both his hands.
- Scold 1: "What do you take me for!? Iz zat how you treat someone who's been trying his hardest to be polite!?" Standing up, slamming his hands on the ground, shouting in anger, in spite of the fact that it was a public place.
- Scold 2/Guilt 1: "Vy should I do it? I slapped you. Vy do you always make me ze bad guy?" Leaning forward on himself. Head hunched down. Recalling how it was he who slapped her.. why cause her more pain when he hadn't received any in turn? That wasn't fair... enemies or no.
- Submit: "...Alright zen." to which, he'd plainly take out her hand. Noting the warmth as he got the knife with his other hand. Hesitate for a moment. But only a moment. A drip, drip, drip...
- Reversal: "Vy don't you cut me instead? I did slap you, after all, ja?" Grinning... sadly. Taking out both his hands and placing them between the two of them. Gently taking the knife in one hand, and folding it into her hand, as he'd guide it towards his other, opened-up hand.
- Guilt 2: "Vy do you insist on doing zis to me? You let me go, you look away whenever I bring up 'zat girl... Vy can't you be honest vith me for once!?" Leaning forward, towards himself. On the verge of breaking down.
- Mutilation: "Better idea." He'd wait for a moment. Two. Look at her with that intense look in his eye. And slowly let one of his hands take to hers as his other hand went for the knife.---Suddenly slamming both of their hands on the table, he grinned, insanely, sadly, as he'd stab down the knife over the back of his hand and into hers. Twist it, and groan in pain, but never stop smiling. Their blood mingling. And a loud, sorrowful laugh.
- ...Kinky...?: "I don't need zat silly knife..." he'd say, looking at her. Smiling gently. His left hand would go out to hers... reach for it. The knife forgotten. But his eye never looking away from her face, as he'd take the finger into his mouth. Into his mouth. Never looking away... 'til the hand was in full view. And behold it. Sucking on it gently. Letting his teeth graze about the skin. Gently. Harder. Harder. Always sucking, always licking in a gentle way, as he'd lightly bite at the finger, until skin was torn.
- EXTRA KINKY/CREEPY...!?: (Following The Above...) ...And then slowly guide her finger back into her own mouth. Let her suck on her own blood. Let her drink on what he'd opened up for her, for her to enjoy.
- VAMPIRE KINKY!?: "Cut you?..." A questioning look on his face at first. Then, slowly grinning, as an idea formed. And quietly, take one of her hands, a finger... and take it to his mouth. Bite on it lightly. Then move further onto the wrist. And higher.. and higher... "..I'd love to do more zen just zat to you..." ..All the way up to her neck. A bite, a kiss, a lick, he'd let himself go, shamelessly in the ice cream shop. 'Til either blood was drunk, or his 'marks' were left there.
- Quietly Outraged: No words need be spoken. For all her quotes and sayings, for all the honor he believed her to hold onto so dearly... Betrayed in an instant. Make him cut her!? Violently, he'd stand up, slamming his hands down on the table, 'til it flipped over, and would storm out. Never so insulted in his life.
- Quietly Disappointed: No words need be spoken. For so long, he had held her beliefs so dear. He had even, out of a last sign of respect for her, as his dear rival, did what he thought was his best, 'though the slap went overboard. The lecture was needed. But to naught? To naught? No, he could not stomach it. He'd frown, shaking his head, and would silently excuse himself, without even looking back, as he'd walk out on her.
- Avoid: (What he has been doing most of this time, anyhow) "Mm.. you sure you should leave Skye like that?" Suddenly reverting back to using the young pup's name. 'That dog'.. it had hurt him to even say it. A knife, a knife... no. He didn't want that dog to see his owner's blood, so early in his life.
- Philosophical: "I've already clipped my wings for you. Why should I cut more? If it were the Middle-East, this may be normal, but with a man... And while we will fight in the future, I have come here, have I not, to declare a war on you, without any ambushes, any traps... completely under peaceful situations. Why then, do you insist that blood be spilled here?" ...Musing his hand onto his shoulder, taking genuine curiosity over to this new development.
- Bad Choice Of Words: "Naw... not now. Not here. Later, ven we are fighting. Its just... I think I have always been in love with you... your... fighting, I mean. And I love trying to fight you, love the challange you pose for me... Maybe one of the reasons why I'm starting this war." Seriously. Smiling at her... though sad. But focused. He had made his own choice, after all... he just ask that he respect his own terms of honor. It was fine that she didn't want to get into a relationship. He got all he needed from every punch, every kick, every blow, every slam made on his body from her.
- Ze Baby!: "Not in front of Skye, at least..." Looking about, nervously. 'Though it was just a pup, "Unfettered" at least had a respect for animals...
...And various other things he had planned up in his mind. More mutilation, more scoldings, more chastising, manipulations... But, in the end? He continued to brood, letting a minute, three, six pass, before he stirred, looking at the finger. Looking back at the girl he admired. Looking at the finger that would give him what he desired.. with a simple cut. A cut. He'd hit her before. But he'd never slapped her before. He'd kissed her before. But never on the lips. He wanted to see if she felt anything for him, and waited patiently. She, in turn, let him go. And all the confusing feelings, influences of Jonathan... "Thrush"... his whole being soiled into one another. Had become so unpredictable, that he even irritated himself. Gently, he took the hand. The finger, let it out, extended. And in his right, gingerly, held the knife. The blade pointed. Touched the skin. Hesitated. Pressed... but did not break skin. Hesitated. Pulled back. Looked at the finger. An impression, but no cut, just yet. Glanced back at her, the finger... and all the bottled up emotions he had. Loathed her, infatuation with her. Obsessed with her. ...Something he could not afford. Biting his bottom lip, he looked away.[/i] "Since ven did you ever start giving me orders?." slowly letting a sly grin grow on his face. With a bitter tone attached. His right hand folded up the knife, and laid it open in her palm, folding her fingers over it. The grin fading away, into a more serene smile. One last time, he'd hold her hand like this and enjoy it. Sure. Why not? A guy was entitled to his fantasies. He only wished... that if she did not think of him that way, that she could've at least been more merciful, and told him outright?"You're ze worst type of woman. Kekekekeke..."Shaking his head, letting the small smile remain on his face, as he had to close up his eye, to lock out any other emotion, aside from the obvious coy of 'smart-ass-ism'. And let go. Scooted back. Looked down a bit, looked up... whistled lightly. Once. Twice. Three times to Skye.. who slowly took to him. A genuine grin, if only for a few moments. Quietly patting the pup on the head, scruffing up the ears playfully, as his hand was licked. Before standing up, taking a glance at her, and shaking his head.
...Before letting his smile take onto his face."Rain check, Miss Park.~"And turned about... to look away. Something strange going on, on his face."...In ze form of my fist shoved into an imprint of six inches, into your chest."A smile. A frown. Delight. Depression. Absolute glee of the most complex type.
And if she said nothing, he'd turn his back on Mitsuki Park, and would walk away from Miss Park..
Just.
Like.
That.
He was "Unfettered", after all.
And he was free to make his own choice.
...Right?
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...
Exactly.
'You won't control me anymore, Miss Park.'
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