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Post by Victor "Break" D'Armond on Oct 7, 2009 0:58:30 GMT -8
Victor nodded as she told the story, she seemed pretty... over it, it was something that had happened in her past that she has accepted and dealt with clearly, it didn't beg for attention or pity and Victor liked that... he was sick of all the attention wanting around here.
so he repaid her how he thought she may want to be repaid, no pity, no 'sorry to hear that' simply
"Damn..." Victor said, clearly he had enjoyed the story, found it interesting at least, sounds like her father was kind of a dick.
"I could see why such a person would be so hard to replace, especially after that particular memory" Victor mentioned, nodding his head slowly, not particularly smiling as much as just smirking "Do you think you're afraid to get close to people because of that?" Victor would then ask simply, she was becoming interesting as she let more be known about herself...
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Post by Bastille Amtrum on Oct 7, 2009 20:23:41 GMT -8
"nah, im close to a lot of people...i used to be though. More of out right scared of it...but ive had time to get over those faults and find people i would trust with my life. Yet i will always be a shallow, stuck up bitch to most because of said events. Oh well, people need to get over it...I have." She almost grinned at this. Her eyes seemed to lighten up by the whole ordeal.
She turned to him folding her arms behind her head. The wind was blowing softly and she felt comfortable enough. The school bell rang and her eyes lit up again, this time with the knowledge that they could be caught by enforcers or pillars or something like that. She sighed and if she was comfortable here...
"soo anything in your life you regret?"
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Post by Victor "Break" D'Armond on Oct 7, 2009 21:43:11 GMT -8
Victor nodded at her response... so then, she wasn't always analytical... he wondered if she actually got close to people, or just faked it...
it was easy to fake emotions, it made the world seem more real sometimes
a slight wind, Victor suddenly wished he had brought his pea coat, but his simple warm-blooded nature kept him warm regardless. the school bell rang, a loud annoying thing that bell was... useless too
she didn't seem to be getting up anytime soon so Victor decided to follow suit, he was in no hurry.
she then asked if he had done anything he regretted, this was a no brainer for Victor
"Nope" he said with a huge smile, his eyes sparkling as he began to laugh, he looked back to the kids now rushing for class even though they where already tardy.
"Everything seems like a good idea at the time, and the simple fact is, there really is nothing I've ever done that I wouldn't easily do again" he mentioned, finding it a very curious question.
"why? do you have regrets?" Victor asked curiously
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Post by Bastille Amtrum on Oct 10, 2009 23:16:27 GMT -8
"loads....but nothing I would go back an change. I know that at the time they seemed like the right thing, and now...they make me who I am...though I so would go back and have left Gabriel to die if I could...that bastard is driving me nutts...not that I have the strength to fight him, while he goes up...I seem to go down..sad really." she murmuered then took another puff of her cigarette. Bastille was thinking that the school should have another event....the halloween ball was coming up though, Bastille wasnt planning on attending. Not that Homi wouldnt make her but, it was worth a valiant shot.
Bastille let out the smoke through her lips and sighed. Yay cancer....when she got leprocy she would be loving life. To bad she went to the doctor frequently...he seemed to be convinced she'd never get cancer regaurdless of her smoking habits. Bastille wanted him to just give it to her. But what made her in such a rush to die? Well to be honest...Bastille just wanted to suffer...masochist in a way, or was the word sadist? either way....she was more one to cherish her failures then her wins.
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Post by Victor "Break" D'Armond on Oct 12, 2009 23:12:50 GMT -8
Victor nodded, he could understand the frustration of a rival getting constantly stronger than you...
he gave a short laugh as she mentioned she would go back to leave him to die... he figured she was joking
and if not, victor did have a somewhat twisted sense of humor at the moment.
"Do you want to get stronger?" Victor asked simply, looking at her with a little smirk, they could always fight just for funzies. "I'd love to know someone on campus who could really shut him up for a minute... he does have a tendancy to get on people's nerves" Victor mentioned with a short chuckle
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Post by Bastille Amtrum on Oct 13, 2009 17:18:14 GMT -8
"yes, but im not going to fight you Victor, you are apart of his Black Knights...i dont like my skills being known to the enemy" She grinned at that winking over her glasses.
In truth she was taking serious action to gain her strengths up. Gabriel was growing too powerful again and while Bastille was not a canidate to take the power from him she certainly was more then interested in making sure he was kept in check. However this time around he seemed to be willing to do things, if anything, more democratically. Bastille frowned. She wasnt frustrated...disappointed in herself. She was becoming the weak link, and with Gabriel out of this picture she still needed to be strong for David. Being weak...she wouldnt and couldnt be that way infront of him again.
Bastille stretched a little bit and sighed.
"But if your asking, yes....i hope to be stronger...maybe one day i might have a qi that actually works" she chuckled below her breathe
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Post by Victor "Break" D'Armond on Oct 13, 2009 17:28:28 GMT -8
Victor nodded, he didn't seem to bothered by the fact that she did not want to fight him, she certainly recognized him for what he was, though he had no idea how she knew that he was apart of the black knights... "Qi's are certainly helpful... I remember I only won one fight at moral crest because I hadn't discovered my Qi until I came here" Victor said, leaving out that he had been to italy with a certain white haired bamf... it didn't seem important, nor did he know how much Z.E.B would want him to give away.
With a sigh Victor leaned farther back in the chair, truly letting himself go for a moment. he really had nothing of interest to talk about, so he would allow himself to be a venting wall... that was always a good option
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Post by Bastille Amtrum on Oct 13, 2009 17:51:19 GMT -8
"ah yes yes it does" She wasnt going to vent. Nope 20 questions was her chit chat game.
"What more are you alloud to tell me about Gabriel, i already know his girl friend is Reira...i think or is it Alex? Im confused on that, I also know hes working his way up there, wonder what his pla-
on second though, i rather not talk about him...." She blinked thinking about it. She had felt a sudden urge to hurl within seconds after. The only thing she hated was his condicending smirk he always gave her. She hated that....but didnt care enough to wipe it off his face. One day, one day...
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Post by Victor "Break" D'Armond on Oct 13, 2009 18:33:24 GMT -8
Bastille had cut herself off... interesting choice, Victor was allowed to say anything he damn well pleased about anything he wanted, and he would have but then again, supposedly she didn't want to know.
"Suit yourself" Victor said with a little shrug, his lovable smile lighting on his lips as he pulled the cigarette out for a moment. then put it back in, taking another long drag.
Victor didn't like being this mean to people, this cold, it went against his friendly nature, but right now he just couldn't give a damn even if he wanted to
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Post by Bastille Amtrum on Oct 13, 2009 19:41:50 GMT -8
Bastille smirked.
"Ah- so how is it working for this Black Knights?" She asked a different question. It was as it sounded, friendly and he didnt have to answer if he didnt want to. She wouldnt hold him to an answer.This was conversation, they where no where near obligated to spill their guts. It wasnt because she couldnt deal with her problems, its just she had ranted about them so much they ceased to be interesting. She made a mental not to come to Victor next time she had something new to rant about.
Her eyes closed a bit and suddenly she felt the tingling feeling as her blood crew cold in her head. She tried to ignore it.
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Post by Victor "Break" D'Armond on Oct 13, 2009 19:51:50 GMT -8
Victor sighed, and shook his head. "Half the reason I've dressed down today, keeping my head low as it where, is that I really want to be left alone about the whole black knights business..." Victor mentioned half laughing about it. "You associate me too closely with them, you're mind is too much on gabriel to really get a good view of who I am, I don't particularly like being a black knight, I never did, that's why I made myself the White knight, someone who is a seperate entity from them" Victor explained hoping this would end questioning about the black knights, it wasn't that he was hiding anything simply that he didn't want to talk about it, bastille was nice, but she really begining to grow tiring on his nerves with her singlemindedness on gabriel, and seeing as how that was exactly what he was trying to avoid it was very counterproductive.
he didn't make any movements to leave, his big smile coming to his face. this conversation only grew slightly more uncomfortable as it went...
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Post by Bastille Amtrum on Oct 13, 2009 20:12:25 GMT -8
"the white knight huh? and why?.....no no dont get me wrong...i hate gangs, hate the idea of being in a group...leaves out for competativness...but i hate that...i dont know...maybe because its what killed Leon in the end but seriously....heh seems the "knight" is coming back. Interesting... Your hard to figure out...but i wonder, does that just mean im over complicating it?"
She smiled but suddenly the conversation might just be...over. Her head pounded and she intook a sharp breathe. Coughing she let go of her cigarette. When she regained her composure she snubbed the cigarette and sighed.
"sorry...you where saying?" she said with a thicker voice.
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Post by Victor "Break" D'Armond on Oct 13, 2009 20:29:47 GMT -8
She spoke in broken phrases, Victor didn't catch all of them in his anger but he got most of them
"Difficult to figure out?... maybe... I let my actions speak for me, I won't say how complicated I am" Victor said, taking another drag from his cigarette and looking over at her. "I can say that I don't want to be a black knight, but I am too worried about gabriel... he puts himself at risk, and while he puts on a strong front I know he deals with a lot of emotions behind the scenes..."
Victor thought about it, it put him in a difficult spot, he'd do ANYTHING for his friends, but he also didn't want to be a black knight... it was... an interesting situation to say the least...
he turned to look at bastille his blue eyes meeting her red ones. "A knight... sticking to his honor... sometimes thats all that's left in the world" Victor said, somewhat cryptically...
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Post by Bastille Amtrum on Oct 13, 2009 20:46:44 GMT -8
Bastille got it. Maybe not the way he meant it. But she got it.
"yes...." She said feeling the cool sensation enter her head. She fought it back. Silently...and soon it receeded. Her qi was smarking out of control. She wondered if Victor could feel it. Probably. She didnt turn to him but nodded to herself.
"I admire your ability to give up your own happiness for others, you seem admirable. Interesting situation, rare too...You remind me of someone..."
She looked down. Mathew...where had that guy gone? But no Victor was his own person. Someone who held the value is simplicity. Very interesting indeed. She hadnt seen anyone like him at 259 or any other school. She hadnt realized she had begun to rock herself which she promptly stopped. She looked at Victor.
"any sports?"
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Post by Victor "Break" D'Armond on Oct 13, 2009 20:51:44 GMT -8
Victor smiled, all to happy for the subject change. "Tons, soccer, football, lacrosse, water polo... I think the only thing I don't play at this school is basketball..." Victor relaxed a little as he spoke, now...
he paused for a moment and thought.
"Sorry if I've been rude so far... just... dealing with stupid things... its easy for me to forget I'm only 16" Victor said with a deep hearty chuckle, the sincere lovable smile coming to his face, the sparkle coming back to his deep blue eyes, something had just changed his chi shifted in a positive way, he turned to her with a smile.
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