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march 29th, 2013
Reggie Boi: damn, mami. Talkin rough to me like dat gets me hawd.
Crash lay there on the bed, staring at the ceiling for just a moment as he tried to gather his thoughts. He knew there was something that he had to do today but he couldn't, for the life of him, figure out what it was. Glaring at the ceiling as if it had personally offended him he didn't move for a moment. It wasn't as if the ceiling was going to give him answers anyway. After a moment his eyes widened and his jaw dropped and he shot from the bed, forgetting his state of undress as he darted towards the apartment door. The feel of the carpet under his feet, however, made him look down, noting only the boxers, and dart back to his room to hurridly dress. Oh he'd definitely remembered what he was suppose to be doing today, even if it had taken him long enough to figure it out.But he couldn't be bothered, so he'd just flopped back down onto the bed and lay there for another few hours.Shoving himself from the bed again, several hours later, he decided that he should, at least, get up and do something that didn't involve resting on his back, staring at the white ceiling convinced it was too white. He was definitely going insane, that much was certain. He needed something to entertain his thoughts, something that wasn't going to bore him to death. Perhaps he should head down to the library or something like that, annoy the librarians with his knowledge of history in both realms. There was one woman there who was so easy to temper now that she was pregnant that even Crash got amusement out of it, and he was generally a kind soul. He shook the thought from his mind, Matty would skin him alive for that, all of them would. Perhaps he shouldn't be so entertained by the thought. Shrugging his jacket over his shoulders he started down the stairs and into the street. It was a nice night for a walk.It took him hardly any time to get into town and he kept to the shadows for a moment, deciding it was best to keep out of sight. He needed to clear his head at least, to stop worrying about whether or not something was about to happen. Running a hand through his hair with a sigh, he scowled just a little, having set the long strands on end. He accidentally bumped a woman as he passed, turning to apologise only to recieve a scowl in response. He murmured the apology under his breath and continued, thinking it best not to stop. Finally, after a long while, he managed to make it to the library, deciding that he'd rather not go in now that it came to it. Then again, watching the residents of Ashwick who passed this way did interest him so he set himself down on the stairs at the front and just watched. Completely oblivious to the world around him.Tagged: Migz/KaneWearing: thisNotes:
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”I… I can’t do this today,” His forehead hit the desk while he looked at the computer. He wasn’t proud of it, at least he knew he should be but if he brought this thing home, he knew he would get ridiculed… or might get ridiculed, he didn’t know his roommate that much. Of course that would refer to him taking his classes in the junior community college just right outside of town, just two times a week in the morning after the nights he didn’t have work. He just wanted to take in some courses before he actually got back into full time studying, although he wouldn’t tell that to anyone. He already went to university, and thought he got the degree where he wanted to, but now he wanted to do something else. It was just something he did on the side, curious about it at first but now he wanted to take on it full time.
He sighed and pushed the keyboard away, saving the folder and attaching it to his email before he needed to delete it since these were public computers after all—he wont make the mistake of leaving his email account turned on in one of these things like last time—by then he couldn’t use it anymore since people had used it to send tons of messages and ads to other people. He sighed and pulled his shirt down to where his waist was, feeling the cold draft on his skin. He shook his head and thought about lunch already, and although it was indeed time for lunch, he just somehow couldn’t bring himself to go across town, go to the market and make food—not that he did that every day either. Luckily for him there was a pizza place on the way home from the library, he might not be able to barbecue up some chicken breast, but he sure as hell can pick up a carton of pizza and some packaged salad on the way home.
He walked out of there, hands dug into his pockets and eyes down on the sidewalk. It wasn’t so much a walk of shame but rather a walk of…hunger. He had gotten quite caught onto the paper that he didn’t even realize his hunger. That’s when he noticed the familiar hair swishing around in the wind. He walked out of the main door and headed for the boy, Kane smirking and rubbing his chin. ”Did you finally realize that you wanted to learn how to read today?”
Damo was one of those people who could easily zone out, focus on something or just end up in his own little world. That was what had happened right about now. He was focusing hard on a point on the street, though he wasn't really thinking about the pavement, more everything else that was running through his mind. It probably wasn't a good trait to have, to sit there and just completely zone out, but it was something that he'd never been able to shake. It wasn't usual for him to just linger outside this place, like he was waiting for someone, or something, to show up. Still, here he was, watching the feet of those who passed as they crossed his line of vision, not really seeing them for what they were. He liked to think that the style of a person's shoes was something that could easily tell a bit about them, then again choices told everything about a person. He was so completely focused on the thoughts at hand that he didn't even notice another person approaching, didn't pay attention as that person sat down beside him. There was a familiar voice in his ear and, instantly, Damo was on full alert once more. His head snapped up, his eyes snapped around and his shoulders tensed just minutely. The moment he realised who was there, though, he relaxed somewhat, though he remained alert now, his attention not floating away with the current of people who seemed to flow by at regular intervals. Sometimes it was just like sitting by the water here, the people the flow of the water, the pavement the sand beneath, the buildings the riverbank and him, the lone rock on the side of the lake. Somehow that was an extremely creepy way of looking at things. He shot a smile to the man beside him, though he could tell that the other man enjoyed simply teasing him. "Actually I was hoping to teach reading to some of those who are less fortunate. I guess I've just found my first subject" he shot back, looking pointedly at his best friend. There was something about Kane that told Damien he wouldn't have an issue with the comment. The pair of them were use to each other, they lived together, they'd been friends since school, but they'd not seen each other for a couple of days given that Damien had been visiting his cousin out of town on his days off this week. "How have you been? Miss me?" It was a standard question, one that everyone asked and most people didn't really want to know. The whole 'Hi, How are you' crap that was out of politeness and habit. Damo genuinely did want to know, though, or he wouldn't have asked. He was one of those people who didn't bother asking the question if he didn't want to know, if he didn't care to know.Tagged: Migz/KaneWearing: thisNotes:
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Joined: 24-February 12
”Well aren’t you kind?” he smiled and looked. Indeed, the few days that had passed on by seemed to have been more boring if it was even possible—mostly because his mode of fun had gone away. It was Damo, of course, the only person gullible enough to fall for an even more gullible person’s pranks and tricks, which would happen to be him and Poison equally. Hell, if he was as smarter as he looked, he would know the spider he owned now was the fourth Poison. And mostly quiet, in direct relation to Damo not being there. Nothing but quietness and echoes of whatever happened on the next room at the neighbors filled the place.
He mostly liked to get away and out of the house because it really bored him to death. Now this whole class thing had gotten him stressed, and not the good kind that he liked to get whenever he was working out—the kind that made him want to grab the back of his head with each hand and peel his whole skin off from the head down. Nothing ever went the way it was supposed to, and maybe having seen Damo after a few days made him realize how empty his life was without torturing someone. He really needed more friends, although he wasn’t sure if he had any time for those now. ”Really… you deserve some kind of award or something,” he chuckled.
He kicked his body back, letting it rest against the shape of the back rest and draping an arm over Damien’s shoulders and looked up at the sky. ”Ehh… brought a few people over. Didn’t want Poison to see what I do to people so,” he turned his head back to normal view, I guess would be the right way to say it, and faced Damien. ”So I turned her loose on your side of the room. She’s somewhere in there, be careful… she ate a lot before I did, she might be snacking on the mice living under your bed now.” he smiled and turned to look back at the street, keeping the arm around his friend’s shoulder. He pulled out his phone and looked at the clock.
”I’m mighty hungry, but I’m too lazy to get food. Got any gum?” he asked, hoping the small stick would tie him over for now until he gets some real food later today.
"I'm always kind and generous, you know that. I don't have an asshole bone in my body". It was a rather strange thing to say but it was Damien and he was always saying something weird or unusual, it was just who he was. The class clown, the prankster, the big brother, the man who knew the balance between seriousness and joking. Really, the only thing he didn't have figured out was just what he was planning to do with his life. His love life sucked the proverbial balls of life and he was not going to go into that one just yet, not with Kane sitting right here. He didn't think he could handle discussing those things with anyone, let alone a man that he had come to respect."I should get some sort of humanitarian award or something" he said, agreeing a little. Of course, Damien wasn't really that up himself he just appeared to be from time to time. He felt comfortable with Kane and he knew that the man knew he was just kidding around so he didn't feel like he had to go out of his way to impress him. Not that he really went out of his way to impress anyone else unless he was interested in them for some reason or another. He just hated being seen as nothing more than a brute with muscles."You better fucking not have set that spider loose or I'm going to get the pest control guy in to spray the place and then she won't fucking be alive" Damien said, glaring at the other man. He had never intended for Kane to find out about his fear of spiders, he'd never intended for anyone to find out about his fear of spiders, but Kane had and now he was using it to his advantage, that was for sure. He dug in his pocket and pulled out the packet of gum he usually kept in there. He was a smoker, it helped to keep the scent and taste of stale cigarettes out of his mouth. Throwing the packet at Kane, in an aim to hit him in the head, he grinned a little.Tagged: Migz/KaneWearing: thisNotes:
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Joined: 24-February 12
”So what if I did?” he smirked, although the part about the whole exterminators fumigating the whole house thing didn’t sit right by him—not that he cared about the spider or anything. Spiders were a dime a dozen, he was pretty sure he can go in any backyard in the town and find a big hairy one just for the hell of it, although he always went to the pet store and buy the de-fanged ones just in case things go haywire and the spider really does get a hold of Damo one night. He wanted to scare the shit out of him, but he didn’t want to send him to the hospital or anything.
”I hope it works… the exterminator. Hope he finds that giant mass of eggs under your ceiling. Hundreds,” he went on, tightening his grip on the back of the man’s neck and holding him closer obnoxiously speaking. ”…Maybe even thousands of baby Poisons running around, all falling down on your bed… imagine that?” he chuckled, though he felt kind of stupid the moment the piece of gum wrapped in tin foil slapped against his forehead. He simply blinked and unwrapped the pink piece of chewy goodness and let the sugar dissolve down his mouth. Oh, how he desperately needed that sugar rush right now.
Damien had to try and hide the shiver that slid through his body. He really was terrified of spiders, though he really had absolutely no idea why that was. Still, he wished that Kane would actually get rid of the damn thing. One day he was going to make sure that he could stand on it and squash it. "You've seriously got to get rid of that thing" he said, looking completely sick for a moment. He threw the gum at the other man's head and laughed a little when it hit. He really didn't care too much that it did. He was just trying to get his own back and have the upper hand once more, which was the same thing most of the time between them anyway.Tagged: Migz/KaneWearing: thisNotes: really crappy post
Group: INACTIVE/DEAD
Posts: 26
Member No.: 2,365
Joined: 24-February 12
”Nah, not really.” he smiled, even through the whole gum thwacking thing, which he somewhat expected. He didn’t just go around walking, expecting to be hit in the face, but with Damo he somehow knew he would try anything to try and outdo him. It was just how they worked, and no matter how they tried to be friendly with each other, it just didn’t work that way—they were much too better when they had this interactive, trying to outdo each other thing. ”I kind of like having her there. Keep you in check, and just for throwing the gum at me,” he scrunched up his hands together, standing on it’s fingers to look like a spider and had it crawl up the man’s thigh. ”I’m going to set her loose when we get home.”
Damien rolled his eyes a little bit and shook his head. "You let that thing loose and you won't have a house to live in when we get back monkey-ass" he said, rolling his eyes a little bit. He really hated that spider, though he wouldn't admit that he'd only called Kane that because he really had no idea just what else he could think of to call the man. He was struggling at the moment since he'd seen Albert again he really had no idea what he was suppose to think of himself. Then again, that bitch at the bar had made him want to throw women out the window as well.Tagged: Migz/KaneWearing: thisNotes: really crappy post
Damien rolled his eyes a little bit and shook his head. "You let that thing loose and you won't have a house to live in when we get back monkey-ass" he said, rolling his eyes a little bit. He really hated that spider, though he wouldn't admit that he'd only called Kane that because he really had no idea just what else he could think of to call the man. He was struggling at the moment since he'd seen Albert again he really had no idea what he was suppose to think of himself. Then again, that bitch at the bar had made him want to throw women out the window as well.Tagged: Migz/KaneWearing: thisNotes: really crappy post
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