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Post by Ces yeux on Jul 14, 2008 15:00:57 GMT -5
"I bet he did" Deavon replied to Seraph. He didn't care what the feline had to say.
The vampire stuck his nose up and rolled his eyes. What a brat. Such a shocker that this boy was Drayden's son. Though he could see where he got the 'Power hungry very *friendly* person' side from. It annoyed him that Lucien was this way and it was hard not to haul off and knock some sense into the redhead.
Because he didn't treat Lucien like a dog this is the respect he got? Brat. Spoiled brat. Daevon sighed and shook his head. Going over to the bathroom door he grabbed the handle and flung the door open. Lucien wanted Daevon to prove himself. Fine. " When I say talk to me, You do as I tell you. Do not disrespect me." There was no anger in his voice, or annoyance. There was nothing, just a steady even tone.
What happened to the Lucien he loved...It didn't matter now.
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Post by Bharune on Jul 14, 2008 15:45:57 GMT -5
"I don't have anything to say to you," Lucien answered from behind the shower curtain, rinsing the shampoo from his hair. He had expected Daevon to storm in the bathroom, but it still caused him to tense.
"Maybe if you said something worthwhile for a change, we could hold a decent conversation."
He was too irritated to try to taunt Daevon, but he was also too irritated to be tactful with his words. He just wanted everyone to leave him alone for awhile -- was that too much to ask?
"What do you really want?"
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Post by Ces yeux on Jul 14, 2008 15:56:50 GMT -5
"I'm sure you have plenty to say to me." Deavon shook his head. He didn't bother moving over to the shower, or opening the curtain...the urge was there and it was tempting. No...he'd wait until that night.
Ignore the second thing Lucien said, the male had leaned against the door frame, but he really shouldn't be here right now. He was going to have a class soon and couldn't miss it. Well he could, but that'd look poor on him.
"We'll talk about what I want tonight."
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Post by Bharune on Jul 14, 2008 16:01:43 GMT -5
"If that's all you came to say, then leave," Lucien answered darkly.
As much gall as the young mage had, he wouldn't miss his lessons with Daevon. Not only because that really would be disrespectful, but because he still needed Daevon to teach him, to make him stronger. He wanted to know everything Daevon did, and much more.
"I have to get ready for my next class."
Was a little privacy so much to ask for?
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Post by Ces yeux on Jul 14, 2008 16:12:12 GMT -5
Brat...
When Lucien had said those words, Daevon had already been at the dorm door ready to exit. Smirking he turned on a heel and marched right back into that bathroom jerking the curtain open and grabbing Lucien by his arm.
He looked at the red head for a few seconds. "Don't make me hunt you tonight, Lucien." While saying this he smiled. Bringing his hand to his mouth he kissed it and then pushed his hand away like it was nothing. "And don't miss the next class...Sisao will already have you in his office for this one." Then turned on a heel and left.
Brat...
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Post by Bharune on Jul 14, 2008 16:42:42 GMT -5
Surprise flicked across Lucien's expression when the curtain was jerked open and his arm was grabbed, but he narrowed his eyes at Daevon.
He didn't care what Daevon did.
Lucien sneered slightly when Daevon mentioned Sisao, but he said nothing as the teacher left. No; he had a pass from Nox, so he was excused this period. And even if he wasn't, he wouldn't go to Sisao's office.
Turning off the shower, Lucien paused for a long, silent moment, staring at the water trickling down the drain. If Sisao wanted him that badly, he could come find him.
Finally, he stepped out, drying off and actually putting on his uniform before heading out of the dorm. Might as well head to seventh period...
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