forum "You don't understand, its simple really-" (OXO, very dark, CLOSED)

Started October 03, 2023 by @CaseyJ group

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"Heelllooo~ Carmen what have you been up to today?" Trickster grinned drumming his hands on his thighs.

Az sits down, humming, “I had a meet up with my friend. It’s been a while since I saw her and she was wanting to commission my art, but she’s on a strict timeline.” He sighs heavily.

“And I already have a few to get done before I get to hers. . . So. . .“

"Oh. Thats fun. Do you have an artist name, like that you put on your art? Or is it just Carmen" Trickster tilted his head.

Az frowns, “Why? I have an old nickname, but not many people call me by it.”

"What's your old nickname?" Trickster leaned forward "Scapegoat? That seems like a very odd nickname for you"

Az looks at him, his eyes hardening, “Stop following me.” He pulls his tablet out and turns it on.

"What? who said I was following you? What were you and her talking about?" He rolled his eyes.

Az looks at him, “The trash can fell over, and I hadn’t told you the nickname, and yet you knew it. You were following me. And I know you do it a lot, so stop.”

"whats the harm? Why is your name scapegoat?" He huffed. "Ill tell Tyler your a liar if you dont tell me"

“I’m not a liar.” He scowls.

"so? He'll believe me if I say that"

Az glares at Trickster, silent.

"what's the name mean, what are you hiding? Carmen" he tilts his head, "Scapegoat, you got any other little nicknames?"

His jaw tightens and Az focuses his gaze on the other, “You don’t need to know that. It has nothing to do with you. It’s just a nickname.”

"riiiight. I heard some of the other stuff you guys were talking about." trickster grinned pulling out a small knife, one that he had pickpocketed off a stranger on the way over.

Az glares at him, “Ashe just wanted me to draw something.”

"what did she want you to draw Scapegoat?"

Az sighs, “Trick-“

"Welll? why aren't you telling me. I know your hiding something" He glared stabbing the knife into the table.

“Because it’s none of your business!” He snaps

"Don't yell at me" Trickster warned, his eyes going dark.

“I wasn’t-“ He sighs, blowing out a breath, “You don’t need to know everything. It’s none of your business, so drop it.” He turns away, his back to the other as he hunches over his tablet.

"why are you so defensive about it?" Trickster pulled the knife out of the table only to stab it again.

Az glares at him again, “Because, I don’t need to tell you everything. Okay? If I wanted you to know, I would have told you.”

"you seem very upset Scapegoat, why?" Trickster kept stabbing the table