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Post by Alesia on Dec 10, 2014 20:38:23 GMT -8
Julius's eyebrows raised in surprise at the..unique choice in clothing the target had. Though the pastel goth appeared feminine from head to toe, there was still a hint of masculinity about them that he couldn't quite put his finger on, which left him confused as to what gender they could have possibly identified as. Once Vi began explaining her reasoning for wanting to humiliate the boy, (Not that she really needed one, as he would have hopped on the pranking bandwagon either way) he could clearly see why she wanted to get him out of her hair. He already had his fair share of annoying tag-a-longs in the past and pushing them to finally get lost was always a troublesome task.
"I'd be happy to help." He said to her with a cheeky smile. "What do you need me to do?"
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Post by Alesia on Dec 11, 2014 0:35:11 GMT -8
"I gotcha. I can get Damien in on this..too.." Julius trailed off of his sentence after realizing the aforementioned goth was nowhere near the table he and Vi were seated at. The boy was literally /just/ standing next to him when he got his coffee, so where could he have snuck off to so quickly? The tall boy quickly stood up from his chair to get a better view of the lounge and the people who were there. He spotted Damien in the room full of people almost immediately, but who was the black haired girl and the blondie he was talking to? Friends? Damien actually had /friends/? Since when?
He wasn’t sure whether he should ask Viola for a pardon so he could scoop up his straying sheep, or just get the plan over with and hurriedly rush Damien from his chair so they could make an escape once shit hit the fan. After a moment of quick deliberation, the latter idea was starting to sound better. Rushing Damien out with him would ensure he wouldn’t have to stop to introduce himself to…whoever the boy was currently speaking with, and it’d save him the trouble of having to give out fake pleasantries. "Ah, sorry for zoning out there, Vivi." He grinned meekly while scratching the back of his head. "Let’s get this underway, shall we?" He adjusted his tie a bit and cleared his throat, making sure he had his "world renowned acting voice" prepared for the occasion.
"Sir? Barista?" Julius called to the man behind the counter. "I think there’s something wrong with the coffee dispensing machine..it’s been making a weird noise and I wasn’t sure if you were aware of it or not.." Curious about the supposed noise, the barista stepped away from the counter to inspect it. As soon as the man took the bait, Julius gave a small nod to Viola as a signal to do her part of the prank.
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Post by Lucy on Dec 13, 2014 21:40:31 GMT -8
The barista didn't have to move THAT far away from the music player (since everything was behind the counter anyway, to keep kids from normally reaching the employee's equipment), and because of that, the music only really played for a good ten seconds at best. The chaperones that had been watching the groups idly quickly came into action as well; with everything going on lately, the teachers and volunteer parents were lurking anywhere that the groups of children would be, so sadly, Viola and Julius stood no chance of actually getting away with their plan. While the Barista might not have noticed from the start, there was at least one chaperone that had watched their little scheme take place.
With the barista calling up the lodge managers, some of the chaperones quickly moved to get a hold of Viola and Julius, while others made a point of going to the main area, saying everyone should head up to their rooms now, and that the lounge was closing for the night. This was partially a lie; normally the lounges would have been open for longer, but the schools had guaranteed that their children wouldn't cause trouble for the lodge, and apparently that was already a lie.
****EVERYONE HAS TWO POSTS MAXIMUM TO LEAVE THE LOUNGE.****
Viola and Julius will be staying behind to be talked to by teachers and principles about their punishment for working together while tampering with the lodge's equipment, and Viola having gone into an employee-only area. Everyone else should just start heading to their rooms, either in little groups or by themselves.
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Post by Lucy on Dec 13, 2014 22:34:02 GMT -8
Damien was a nervous wreck sitting on his bed and twiddling his thumbs. His other two roommates were thankfully already fast asleep so he wouldn’t have to deal with them, but unfortunately the one roommate he really cared about was still down in the lounge getting who-knows-what punishment after the little music-changing stunt he had pulled with Viola. Ohhh, why did they have to go and do something like that on the very first day of the trip? He desperately hoped Julius wouldn’t be sent home; he may have had a couple of other friends and acquaintances here, like Sophie, and Clarisse who he had passed in the hall on his way to his room a little while ago, but it would feel strange to be separated from Julius after getting so used to tagging along behind the boy.
After what felt like an eternity, he finally heard a key in the door’s lock, and jumped to his feet as it swung open. “Julius!” he said in a relieved but very quiet voice, trying to be careful not to wake the two boys in the other bed.
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Post by Alesia on Dec 13, 2014 23:40:56 GMT -8
"They sure do like to hear the sound of their own voices, don't they?" Julius said in a not-so-quiet voice as he swung open the door. It had gotten pretty late out, so he wasn't surprised to see his two unfamiliar roommates fast asleep on the bed across from the one Damien was sitting on. He half-listened to the lecture he and Viola were stuck in, as he absolutely hated being chastised for anything. They said something about "one more display like that and you'll be sent back to Norwood!" and "we're going to have to have a talk to your parents about this" and so forth and so on. Ah well. It was entertaining while it briefly lasted.
"Gah, I'm exhausted. I think those two coffees I had are finally starting to make me crash." He said with a tiny yawn, closing the door behind him as he kicked off his boots. It was only until after Julius had taken off his coat was when it had finally registered what the sleeping arrangements were going to be for the night and quite possibly, for the rest of the trip. It almost hurt to keep a wide grin from appearing across his face at the realization. Ohhhh boy. Maybe coming on this trip wasn't as much of a drag as he originally thought it was. But before he could help himself to teasing and toying with the boy, an itching question was still stuck on his mind from earlier, and he intended to get an answer.
"Damien," He started, sitting himself next to the boy. "Who were those people you were talking to earlier down at the Lounge? I don't think I recognized them." His tone was kind and inquiring.
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Post by Lucy on Dec 13, 2014 23:56:30 GMT -8
"W-what happened down there? Did you get in trouble?" Damien asked worriedly. It didn't sound like Julius had gotten kicked out of the lodge, but the fact that the offense had apparently been serious enough to make them shut down the lounge for the evening meant it was unlikely the pranksters hadn't gotten out of it without at least a slap on the wrist. If only he had known what the two of them had been planning, maybe he could've cautioned them against it and they wouldn't be in this mess...! Oh, who was he kidding, he'd probably end up getting stuck as their lookout and risk getting in trouble as well.
"Those people... Oh, Sophie and her friend?" he said, unable to quite recall the French boy's unusual name after only hearing it once. "Ah, I can't believe I never remembered to mention her before! I got assigned to be her partner for a chemistry project. It turned out she happens to share a similar... fashion sense to my own, heh, and she's really sweet. I guess... you could even call her a friend?" The word felt a bit strange on his tongue in such a context; for so long he'd had basically no friends at all, and then just Julius. The thought brought another something he had meant to talk about to his mind. "Oh gosh, that reminds me, I had completely forgotten until now! I met this magi girl named Clarisse when I was walking home one day; scared the dickens out of me at first, but it turned out she was really nice, and she's even in our grade at Bellingham. I kept meaning to ask you, what would you think of her coming on witch hunts with us? She's here at the lodge, so we could go talk to her about it sometime."
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Post by Alesia on Dec 14, 2014 21:50:54 GMT -8
"Ehhhh, I got into as much trouble as you would expect. They gave Vivi and I our 'first and final warning' and apparently we'll have to sit in detention after school to 'reflect on what havoc our juvenile actions caused' or something like that." Julius dully replied to Damien's concern. It was adorable how worried the boy was when it came to his well being. Damien's worry for him even played a part in the reason he became a magi in the first place. Ahhh, his sweet, innocent naivety was refreshing.
Julius's gentle smile dropped into a deadpan look the moment the goth uttered the word "friend". It was exactly what he was oh-so desperately hoping it couldn't have been. And now the cherry on top was that he encountered another magi who even went to their school? This was bad. People were starting to get a little too close to his 'little lamb'..
He moved himself a bit closer to Damien, with his deapan stare turning into a genuinely concerned gaze. "I was afraid something like this would happen..but I never thought you would run into another magi so soon.." He sighed. "I'm going to just say this outright because I care for you, Damien..You have to stop speaking with Clarisse. I don't know about this 'Sophie' girl, but other magi are /not/ to be trusted. They're selfish individuals who look out for nothing but themselves when it comes to grief seeds. Once they find out you're a threat to what they want, they'll waste no time in trying to eliminate you from the playing field. Do you understand what I'm telling you?" Julius's expression was a bit more serious when he spoke that last bit. His words were somewhat truth and mostly a flat out lie. As far as he was concerned, Damien was his and his alone, and he was going to say whatever it took to keep him from straying too far from his shadow.
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Post by Lucy on Dec 14, 2014 22:26:40 GMT -8
"I wish you had just let Viola do it on her own, you don't deserve getting stuck in detention..." Damien murmured. In his mind, Julius was still a hero, valiantly sacrificing his time to hunt witches and protect the people of Norwood. He was so much better than all the... inelegant rabble that normally filled up the detention room. Why did he have to get caught up in something so childish?
He was stunned by Julius's next words. "S-stop talking to Clarisse?" he repeated, chilled by the boy's serious tone. "B-but... But she seemed so nice...! Well, I mean, she was a bit scary at first with the plague doctor mask and Spanish-speaking... But after she took the mask off and started speaking English, she just seemed like a normal girl. She's even newer at being a magi than me!" He looked down at his lap, twiddling his fingers. "Sh-she could have easily attacked me if she wanted to, but she didn't. She doesn't seem dangerous... A-and wouldn't it be nice to have someone else to help us fight?" He looked up at Julius with doe-y eyes.
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Post by Alesia on Dec 15, 2014 2:53:47 GMT -8
"Why can't you see that she's pulling you into a false sense of security first? That's how they entangle you into their little web of lies, just waiting for the right moment to kill you off." Julius placed a hand on Damien's, trying to bring the boy's gaze back to his own. "We don't need any help against witches. As long as I have you and you have me, we'll both be in good hands. You must have noticed how much less the toll on me has been after each battle ever since you decided to stand by my side, haven't you?" He slowly moved closer to his timid roommate, causing him to slink back onto the bed in turn. "I promised you that I'd protect you, didn't I? You don't need anyone else." As soon as that completely helpless position was presented, Julius was hit with a... suggestive idea. One that would make it known that Damien belonged to someone.
With the hand still place on Damien's hands, Julius slid it up to the boy's wrists and lifted them over his head like a prisoner who was being chained from above. With the other, he pulled down the collar of Damien's shirt to better expose his pale skinned neck. Julius took a quick glance back at his other two roommates to make sure they were still fast asleep before proceeding to kiss the boy's neck with a seductive passion, leaving hickeys on his both his neck, collar bone and eventually releasing his grip on Damien's wrists so that he could leave some on his shoulders. His lips softly caressed the boy's pale skin in search of a blank area, in which he'd immediately get to putting a love mark there as well.
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Post by Lucy on Dec 15, 2014 16:31:05 GMT -8
"You... you really think so?" Damien murmured sadly, looking down at the hand Julius had placed caringly on top of his own. Clarisse really had seemed nice, but Julius had much more experience as a magi than he did and would probably know better about how other magi acted. If he really thought it was best not to associate with other magi, well... Damien would just have to trust him, wouldn't he? He looked back up at Julius, eyes shining as his friend talked about how much he was helping in battles. That was all he wanted really; to be able to help Julius, reduce the danger of something happening to him.
He shrunk back into the bed a bit as Julius leaned over him, by now accustomed enough to Julius's habits that he didn't think anything of the casual invasion of privacy. But when that comforting hand grabbed his wrists and pinned them up above his head, trapping him and forcing him to lie flat on the bed... "J-Julius?" he stuttered, heart beginning to beat faster as he looked up at the boy on top of him in such a compromising position. The other hand pulled the collar of his shirt down. "W-what are--?!" His breath caught in his throat as soft lips touched his neck.
"Aah... ah!" He whined and squirmed slightly as Julius sucked and bit at the sensitive skin, but after the first few marks he fell limp, allowing the boy to do as he pleased. It hurt as his neck was deliberately bruised over and over, but he'd be lying to himself if he said the sensations didn't give him little thrills of pleasure as well. The scene seemed like something out of one of the vampire novels he enjoyed so well, minus the fangs and blood. He bit his lip to try to keep the squeaks and whimpers from escaping and possibly awakening the boys in the other bed; his face and throat were flush, his breathing shallow and erratic, and his body trembled. When Julius released his wrists, he didn't move, too overwhelmed by the situation to decide on any course of action.
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Post by Alesia on Dec 15, 2014 18:23:21 GMT -8
Julius couldn't help but let out a small chuckle at the pitifully adorable amount of trembling and whimpering Damien was doing. The display caused him to get a bit rougher with the boy, nipping at his soft skin more, wanting to hear him whine and squeal louder. Damien was literally putty in his hands, and Julius enjoying every second of it, albeit not as much he could have been with the presence of the two other boys across from he and Damien.
Before his sadistic side could truly come out, he quickly pulled himself away from his toy, satisfied that he had left enough marks to make a statement. The red patches of his skin stood out like a sore thumb, making it practically impossible for anyone to miss without the use of a turtleneck or scarf. But now that the deed was done, Julius would have to cater these next few moments to making himself look caring and compassionate in Damien's eyes again. Easy enough. "I-I'm sorry... I don't know what came over me-- I.." Julius stammered. "You don't... hate me for this, do you? Oh who am I kidding, how could you honeslty still think of me as a friend after this? I just.. took advantage of you like that a-and.. I'm sorry.." He looked away from him with an expression full of absolute shame.
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Post by Lucy on Dec 15, 2014 19:35:27 GMT -8
Damien just laid there for a moment, arms still splayed out on the bed, still but for his trembling and shaky breathing. Slowly, he drew a hand towards himself and traced his fingers along his abused neck. "Nn," he winced slightly; the skin was tender and bruised. God, what had just happened?
Before he could finish processing anything, Julius was speaking. He looked up at the boy, now just sitting next to him on the bed again, with worry in his eyes. "H-hate you? I could never...!" he said hurriedly, sitting up to try to comfort the person who had been attacking him only moments ago. Both of his hands were at his throat now, carefully trailing across his bruised skin as if assessing the damage. He fixed his skewed glasses and bit his lip. "It's... it's okay. It's not..." Not what? Not his fault? People didn't just snap and suddenly pepper their roommates in hickies; Julius had known what he was doing. But why had he done it? "Of... of course you're still my friend..." Damien murmured, looking anywhere but at the other boy. "It's... it's late. I'm gonna go get ready for bed real quick," he said, collecting his pajamas and toiletries from his suitcase and scuttling off into the bathroom.
He carefully closed the door behind him so as not to make any loud noise, though at this point if their other two roommates hadn't been disturbed it was unlikely the sound of a door would wake them. Sighing, he put his things down on the counter and pulled off his shirt. Hanging down to his scrawny, pale chest was the pendant that held his precious soul gem, shining a beautiful violet. He touched it, the smooth texture oddly comforting, and then traced its string back up to where it hung from his neck.
As he had expected after that onslaught, his neck was spotted with angry red marks, spreading down to his collarbone and out towards his shoulders. He brushed his hand against them again and made a small noise. What the heck even had happened back there? It had... it had almost been like something out of one of his guiltier fantasies. But it hadn't seemed in character for Julius at all. He sighed deeply, then continued to change into his pajamas and brush his teeth. Drat, this pajama top didn't have enough of a collar to hide anything... He'd have to be careful to wake up and change before his roommates were up, so they didn't see anything.
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Post by Alesia on Dec 16, 2014 16:26:41 GMT -8
"Okay then.." Julius agreed to the suggestion of getting ready for bed. The atmosphere was heavy while he watched in (awkward) silence at his roommate shuffling through his bag in search of toiletries and such. Once Damien had gotten his things together and headed into the bathroom, Julius's mouth split into a satisfied grin. He then laid back on the mattress with his fingers locked behind his head as a rest.
It was a wonder to him how quickly Damien was to forgive someone who literally just pinned him down and drowned him in an onslaught of suckling and biting. Damien had always been submissive around him but he thought he would at least put up more of a protest to his advances. He probably thought it was like something out of those vampire novels he's always so engrossed in, the poor kid. Not that Julius had any problem with it.
He lightly touched his lips, the feeling of the other boy's trembling skin still lingering. Damien's obvious inexperience was what made the whole ordeal that much more enjoyable. The shakiness, the heavy breathing, the hushed whining and underlying pleasure he was getting from the love marks almost made Julius embarrassed for him.
But besides all of that, Julius was most content with knowing Damien had no more intentions on speaking to the other magi he had met. He still had no idea on how he was going to keep him from speaking with a science partner, though. This was going to be troublesome.. If Damien started making more friends, he might just start becoming more independent and even begin disobeying his orders. He would have to devise some sort of lie quick if he wanted him to stop speaking to this "Sophie" girl. Or maybe he should bring it upon himself to speak with her personally? Either way, something needed to be done about her.
Tired of lying around waiting for Damien to finish in the bathroom, Julius sat up from the bed and lightly knocked on the bathroom door a few times. "Damien?" He quietly called, as to not wake his sleeping roommates. "Are you almost done in there?"
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Post by Lucy on Dec 16, 2014 17:20:11 GMT -8
Damien jumped a bit at the knock on the door. He tried to reply, but the toothbrush in his mouth made it a bit garbled. He spat his toothpaste in the sink and rinsed out his mouth. "Coming!" he said, gathering up his things once more before opening the door.
His heart, calmed by his quiet moment alone in the bathroom, began to beat a bit harder upon seeing Julius again. It was a bit hard not to react like that in some way after everything that had just happened. "So, uh..." he murmured, unsure of what to say. Realizing he was still holding a wad of dirty clothes, he retrieved the small collapsible hamper he had brought for the trip, set it up in a corner, and tossed them in. Considering how long they were going to be staying at the lodge, it was unlikely that he wouldn't run out of things to wear without doing laundry.
With that, all that was left to do was go to sleep. In one bed. Together. Damien looked at the bed with a nervous expression and swallowed thickly. Something like this would have been bad enough before his friend had suddenly jumped him like the beginning of a bad yaoi...
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Post by Alesia on Dec 16, 2014 18:59:38 GMT -8
(("like a bad yaoi" omfg))
"You.. don't have to force yourself to speak to me." Julius smiled with an awkward chuckle. "I wouldn't know what to say either after something like that..happened.." He continued, averting his gaze from Damien. He was quietly delighted to see that some of the red marks were still noticeable even after Damien had changed into his pajamas. It was going to be entertaining to see what lengths the goth would go through trying keep them from being seen.
Julius was both surprised and relieved to see his luggage had made it back to the room with Damien. He didn't have any time to grab his belongings earlier since he had no choice but to leave the lounge with Viola. "Did you bring my stuff up here?" He asked Damien, somewhat impressed. His luggage was pretty heavy, even with wheels it was still a hassle to drag around. Just imagining Damien struggling to pull it along with his own baggage was enough to make him chuckle in amusement.
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