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Post by Raven on Jan 30, 2013 1:33:52 GMT -5
Mercucio didn't recover so easily from his damaged pride, and he didn't return the hug.
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Post by Neon on Jan 30, 2013 8:55:38 GMT -5
Saint pouted and huffed, heading to his mark as the rest of the troupe got their costumes on.
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Post by Raven on Jan 30, 2013 18:34:09 GMT -5
Mercucio got up and sighed, going to around the place he was supposed to be. Clearly he wasn't trying, which was exceedingly unusual for him.
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Post by Neon on Jan 30, 2013 19:12:35 GMT -5
Saint performed well, as was usual, though his heart hurt quite a bit. He really hadn't meant to hurt Mercucio, he was just trying to prove his point. Mercucio was truly the most talented person Saint knew. However, when you're not even fully human, you tend to surpass humans.
After the play, school was over (since the play had taken up the rest of their classes) and Saint headed quickly to his and Merc's room, ignoring the looks he got.
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Post by Raven on Jan 30, 2013 22:23:14 GMT -5
Mercucio went to Rose and demanded his and Saint's clothes back.
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Post by Neon on Jan 31, 2013 17:36:26 GMT -5
Rose informed him that he had no idea where there clothes had gone, and that he should be on his way, as school was over and loitering was most definitely against the rules.
Meanwhile, Snow was hurrying through the hall back to his and Lucius's room, praying that scary kid didn't find him again.
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Post by Raven on Jan 31, 2013 17:41:57 GMT -5
"Loitering while you find my clothes isn't. Find them," Mercucio said. He was very clearly not playing around.
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Post by Neon on Jan 31, 2013 17:50:28 GMT -5
Rose shrugged again. "I'm not the loiterer here, love. I'm in charge here, and I suggest you not forget it" he twittered, turning his charm up to eleven. "Now, I suppose we could search together..."
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Post by Raven on Jan 31, 2013 18:10:55 GMT -5
"Fine," Mercucio agreed. He was just glad he wasn't going to have to pull a knife. He would have.
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Post by Neon on Jan 31, 2013 18:34:18 GMT -5
Rose smiled at him, and his pheromones started to do their thing, subtly of course.
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Post by Raven on Jan 31, 2013 19:51:41 GMT -5
"How do you lose our clothes anyway?" Mercucio asked moodily, bending over to look under the prop bed in the corner.
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Post by Neon on Jan 31, 2013 19:55:06 GMT -5
Rose shrugged, and bent over by him.
"It's chaos backstage, especially here.... Not that I'm complaining~" he added softly, all his power concentrated on the young man.
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Post by Raven on Jan 31, 2013 19:57:12 GMT -5
Mercucio glanced at him, turning slightly red. It was no secret that Merce wasn't a virgin, but he hadn't ever really thought about men before Saint. "Yeah, but don't you put them somewhere safe?"
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Post by Neon on Jan 31, 2013 20:11:47 GMT -5
Rose shrugged.
"I try... It doesn't always work out, you know? Well, I'm sure someone as talented and lovely as yourself wouldn't... You've got it all together, huh?" he asked, moving closer.
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Post by Raven on Jan 31, 2013 20:16:30 GMT -5
Mercucio pretended not to notice, and continued looking even though he clearly had determined that his clothes were not under the bed.
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