@PrettyLittlePyro
(I… have no idea what to do…)
(I… have no idea what to do…)
(Erm, let's say Draven has gotten closer to Ryuu, Beatriz, and Lure over the year… they can be doing something in their dorms since that's where Ryuu was heading and Beatriz had followed?)
(Sure? Ooh, I just had an amazing idea!)
Draven opened the door when he heard voices, yawning and brushing his messy hair from his face. When he saw who it was, he scowled. He gave a nod of acknowledgement to his roommate and glared slightly at Beatriz and Lure. He hadn't gotten along with them, and he hadn't spent anymore time with his roommate. He had stayed in the shadows, away from everything and everyone. He missed his little sister. A lot.
(Ok that's cool, keep us all hanging ;)
Lure's hanging upside down from a bed, hair splayed out on the dorm floor. "Hello!" She cheerfully calls, a complete opposite to Draven's scowl. Cards are grasped upside-down in her hands as the trio appears to be playing some type of game. Acknowledging Beatriz, the girl smirks, murmuring, "Go fish."
Draven rolls his eyes. "What do you want?" He asks, directing his scowl at the cheerful girl-what was her name-right, Lure.
A smile graces her face as she snobbishly replies, "Well… right now, I want to ask Ryuu for the three seven's he has to complete a block for sevens. But in long term…" the mischief dances in Lure's eyes, "…in long term, I want Beatriz and Ryuu to finally admit the tension between them."
Draven snorts. "The sexual tension? You noticed that too? Good job." He rolls his eyes. "Maybe you aren't as dumb as I thought." As he said that, he feels a stab of regret. She had been nothing but nice to him, but if she knew… he shakes his head. Nobody can know about it. Ever. Not even his sister.
A frown worries her mouth as Lure huffs, averting her eyes back to her cards. "Honestly," she mutters, "if the tension between the two of them gets any thicker, I'm going to have to start carrying a freaking sword around - just to enter rooms safety." She rolls her gleaming amber eyes, turning to face Ryuu again. "Sevens," she demands, holding out a hand.
"I already started doing that," Draven says with an eye roll. He smirks slightly. "Just kidding. Honestly, I don't know how you stand being around those two. I gave up ages ago." He then realizes that this is the first conversation he has had since the beginning of the year.
An unexpected snort flies out of the girl's (nose? mouth? wtf where does a snort come from…?)
An unexpected snort flies out of the girl, before she remarks, "I think you gave up social interaction period." A wicked thought flashes in her mind as she adds, "Is it due to the popularity and fans… Dray-Dray?"
I think it's the entire body? Wait, no, that sounds weird.
Draven surprises even himself with a snort instead of a rude comment. "Some of it, yes, Lurestral."
(im so sorry I missed so much!)
(Ryuu's playing Go Fish with Beatriz and Lure in his dorm, Draven just entered said dorm, Lure asked Ryuu for his three sevens in the game)
Visibly wincing, Lure meets his gaze - still upside down, mind you. She mumbles out a salty comment requesting the general public to call her Lure. "What about the rest of it, Drave?"
Draven's playful attitude vanishes immediately. His face hardens, and he glares. "It doesn't matter. It's none of your business."
Ryuu just sits at his chair with the cards in his hand with a not so happy expression.
"you win…. im leaving."
He gets up, grabs his phone and walks away silently, leaving his broken glasses on his desk.
"Im to tired…. I couldn't even understand what they were saying"
He says to himself as he walks down the halls. He severely regretting staying up so late last night.
"Remember one of our first encounters?" The boy drawls, nudging CC forward. "I held out my hand - a very gentlemanly gesture, mind you - and you decided the appropriate way to react was to flip me over…" Against the tone of the statement, Maverick was genuinely smiling.
CC smiled and playfully pushes him.
"oh im so sure…you did not act like a gentleman at all when we first met. You're lucky I chose not to beat the crap out of you!"
She smiles at him laughing a little.
Her eyes narrow infinitesimally at both guys, darting between the two. And people say girls are confusing. Nudging Beatriz slightly, Lure flops herself right-side up. "I- okay," her arms cross defensively as she stares at the bed beneath her.
"You were hardly lady-like," Maverick teases, even tsking a bit. They approach a more populated street, a shining building with the word Kipjaci swirled overhead.
Sneering, Draven turns away. "This was pointless. I'm leaving."
She spits out a whisper that sounds suspiciously close to, melodramatic boys. Externally, Lure speculates, "So as long as something is deemed 'pointless', you have no further interest to continue the conversation?"
Draven closes his eyes. He knew this wasn't a good idea. He clenches his jaw, his hands curling into fists. You can't lose control. Not now.
Shoot, he was loosing control. Shit, she was losing control.
It took everything in Lure not to whisper out a melodic phrase. Two words and you can calm him down… you'll be helping him…
CC steps back dramatically acting like shes offended
"Oh? Then what do you call lady like huh? If im not, then what is?"
Her white speckled eyes looking at the bright sign then back at him. She was going to get that answer.
She was hungry though… and beating that guy up kind of drained her. A mischievous look on her face, her hands on her hips and her back straightened. One thing of hair was braiding while the rest was let out into a free flowing mess.
"Hmm," Maverick pretends to ponder, tapping a finger on his lips. "Well… Beatriz Star is lady-like. Delicate, a model, pretty…" his eyes trail to CC's, wondering how she'll take the statement.
CC frowns a little then quickly regains her attitude. She flips her hair dramatically with her hand then takes the flower crown and walks towards the restaurant.
how annoying…. so what if im not a delicate model, or pretty….I already knew that anyway….
She thinks to herself her face kind of red. She gets to the door and turns around to look at Maverick, her arms crosses, obviously a little mad.
"come on….. Maverick."
She felt weird calling him Mave right now.
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