Post by Iriel Parker on Apr 29, 2015 23:49:12 GMT
BLOW A KISS, FIRE A GUNAll we need is someone to lean on Concentrating in glass was near impossible. Any slight noise would always catch the birds attention. The squeak of a chair, the shuffle of a page, chalk on the board or even the squeal of a dry erase made Iriel forget what he was doing. His notebook held nothing but poorly constructed sentences or hangers with unfinished thoughts. None of his notes made any real sense to him or those around him. He would lose his place in the text book while trying to highlight important facts.
Focusing on a lecture? Yeah right, the more he tired the more he failed to do so because someone had to start playing with a pencil and roll it up and down their desk. For a good portion of class Iriel watched said pencil move in its repetitive course. Thus, leaving him to not only forget to take notes but also not even notice the teacher telling him any kind of important facts. He left his last class with no idea what the daily lesson was even about.
Well, this wasn't a good thing at all if he intended to pass. With a small sigh the bird retreated to one of the very few places he could actually concentrate in, the gym. With classes now all ended and knowing all sport practice within the gym was canceled he headed into it. With his purple bag with a spider design upon it, he hopped up the stairs two at a time until he finally took a seat in the top row near the speaker's box. He huddled into the shadows to avoid being seen if it was at all possible. Throwing his feet up on the chair in front he slouched in his chair and popped open his school book to the correct page.
Unnatural eyes darted across the page taking in the information he would need to know and the parts that seemed important he copied into his note book to his left. It was nice being able to focus on something other then strange noises or forgetting what he had been doing. Feeling the need for some brain food he dug into his bag for a second time and pulled out a honey bun that he shoved into his mouth, nibbling as he did his very late note taking.
But sadly, as always he started to get distracted but this time not by a sound but by doodling on the un-inked area of his hand. He really needed to get a new tattoo to complete the one that was started but he just didn't know what to put in there. Oh wait, he shouldn't be focusing on a future tattoo, he needed to be focusing on his books. "Geez." He mumbled to himself.
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Post by matthew de la fontaine on Apr 30, 2015 18:52:11 GMT
matthew didn't like a lot of things. he wasn't too fond of class, or homework, and tried to avoid both as often as possible without getting kicked out. okay, so maybe he was trying to semi buckle down and actually do his classwork, but it didn't always end up that way. he still retained being a lazy piece of shit most of the time like he wanted, and had decided to skip class by sleeping in the bleachers in the gym.
with his arms behind his head he was content, dreaming of strange things that sometimes seemed like they could be real, and sometimes falling into a black void of blissful rest. granted he was easily disturbed, despite his easily tired nature, by outside noises. which is why he was groggy and annoyed when he heard shoes scuffing on the gym floor, and sat up to notice someone pouring over a textbook. he honestly really didn't feel like talking to anyone, and puffed out his cheeks.
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Post by Iriel Parker on Apr 30, 2015 22:36:05 GMT
BLOW A KISS, FIRE A GUNAll we need is someone to lean on If Matthew had just stayed where he was and went back to sleep, then there was a good chance Iriel would of never noticed him. Iriel would of let him and and he would of left anyways in the next twenty minutes of reading. He was finally catching up in his work, he felt like he might do okay in the class. But then, his attention was ripped from the book and his notes. He had detected the sounds of something moving, restling even.
Curious, Iriel raised his gaze from the words in front of him and that was when he saw him. Matthew was trying to escape undetected. Red eyes narrowed slightly in thought. Should he bother him? Should he let him go and pretend he never saw him get up and leave? Probably, but Iriel was never known to go with his first thought process.
Instead, he called out to the lad with interest. "Did I bother you?" He asked simple with a soft voice but didn't move from his current location. "Or, was the benches not overly comfortable because I assure you, they suck." Lightly, he shifted in his seat and contuined to stare at the other boy with an unblinking gaze. Moments seemed to pass slowly by and finally he spoke again.
"You look familiar, are you a third year?" He didn't know his year very well, at least the people in it. Mostly, because he couldn't remember jack shit about anyone but on rare occasions he could recall someones face but never any other information besides that.
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Post by matthew de la fontaine on May 2, 2015 5:25:23 GMT
well he screwed up. not the first time and certainly not the last. he bit the inside of his cheek and resisted the urge to roll his eyes, instead glancing back over his shoulder to the kid speaking. he recognized him vaguely, mostly as one of those distracted kids who never seemed to pay attention. maybe one who was loud. he'd seen him in the hall, they were across the hall neighbors and he roomed with that other kid, the thug. blinking slowly he scratched the back of his head, wondering how rude it would be to just walk away.
manners got the best of him. "not the heaviest sleeper. but i can sleep just about anywhere." he shrugged, lacing his hands behind his head and yawning. |
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Post by Iriel Parker on May 4, 2015 4:04:00 GMT
BLOW A KISS, FIRE A GUNAll we need is someone to lean on He just sat there, staring at the other who was trying to make a run for it. But where would he wonder off too? For what reason did he just want to skip off into the distance and away from Iriel? Did he smell bad? Hmm, Iriel lightly sniffed himself. Nope, he smelled pretty awesome. Was it because he was scary looking? He had been told he was rather frightening to behold sometimes, especially at night. Which often made him wonder if he would scare the hell out of his future boyfriend or girlfriend.
Wait, wait, why where his thoughts going that direction? There was no reason to wonder that far off track and yet his brain just kept on going until Matthew finally spoke to. Dark eyes stared at the other with mild understanding. "Ah." it was the only word to come out of his mouth. He was too busy trying to recall what was going on and why the kid was sleeping on the bleechers anyways. Not that it really matterd. "Are the seats comfortable to sleep in?" He asked softly.
There was a pause afterwards, "You're hair looks rather fluffy." He wanted to touch it but didn't dare move from his spot incase the other took off running. Wait, the kid could sleep anywhere? Like in a locker, a box with a fox, or even someone elses bed? Now that was confusing and new! Why didn't the kid just go back to his dorm to sleep?
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Post by matthew de la fontaine on May 4, 2015 21:45:14 GMT
shy would be lying if he said he didn't feel vaguely uncomfortable by the interaction. watching the other guy was weird, since he seemed so distracted. wondering if he was even paying attention anymore he turned to leave, then paused hearing a response. were the seats comfortable? no they weren't, but shy had the ability to sleep pretty much anywhere. he shrugged lightly, eyeing the door.
"not really, but doesn't matter much to me. just sleep in places no one will go looking is all." the next comment made him do a double take. his hair looked fluffy? subconsciously his hands raised up, patting down his hair and making sure he wasn't dealing with any cowlicks or anything more ridiculous. satisfied his hair was in order, because being laughed at and teased was dumb and useless, and blinked back a yawn.
"i mean....that's kind of a weird thing to say but alright? cool tats." it only seemed fair to say something back right? and maybe he meant it as a weird compliment. pinching the bridge of his nose he could feel the confusion swirling in his head, concentrating in one area behind his left eye where it began to throb terribly. |
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Post by Iriel Parker on May 5, 2015 1:40:48 GMT
BLOW A KISS, FIRE A GUNAll we need is someone to lean on Mr. Bird brain said nothing and just stared at the other as if he was the most interesting thing in the world. Right now, he might as well be with how Iriel could just switch from one thing to another in the snap of a finger. In an instant the boy snapped his book closed and abandoned it along with his notebook. He plopped them into his bag, slung it over his shoulder easily. A second later he stood and hopped down the steps until he was right in front of the other teen.
Still not speaking he tilted his head to one side and then the other. Red on black eyes narrowed slightly in consideration. It was prehaps rather awkward for Matthew but for Iriel this was nothing but normal. Letting out a small 'Hmmm' he went into action. Tattooed hands reached out and into the kids hair. Slowly, he worked his fingers through the smooth locks.
Taking in the feel, he moved them from front to back, however, took great care in not touching the boys scalp. He did not wish to see any memories from the boy. He just wanted to get a good feel of that super soft hair. A second later he chuckled. "It's as soft as kitten." He continued his motions carelessly while either ignoring or not hearing the compliment about his ink.
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Post by matthew de la fontaine on May 6, 2015 19:24:10 GMT
ho-ley-shit. this kid wAS REALLY WEIRD. shy jerked back but couldn't avoid the sudden invasion in his hair, which was way too much touching in his bubble. he batted away the hands and ducked out of reach, skidding a few paces back with his nose scrunched in irritation. everything itched now as he scratched his scalp, whining in distress. he flattened down his hair and huffed, calming down the spikes of anxiety crawling up his spine.
"dude don't touch me like that. personal space." personally he'd never had his hair compared to a kitten, but he supposed his health awareness was paying off then. it was easy to manage and that's all he really cared about. right so apparently there was a miscommunication somewhere where apparently shy had fully agreed to let the kid in his bubble. maybe he should escape while he still could. with that in mind he turned on his heel, shaking his head slowly as he booked it out of the gym. weird fucking kids in a weird ass school. |
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Post by Iriel Parker on May 7, 2015 14:02:06 GMT
BLOW A KISS, FIRE A GUNAll we need is someone to lean on Whoops, seems another didn't appreciate his touches. Iriel couldn't help but wonder why that always happened. Was it because of his looks or maybe cause he didn't ask for permission? Really, couldn't people just take a compliment and roll with it. He was just touching hair and not other parts of the body. He did have some self restraint after all! Iriel sighed softly and lowered his hand. "Touch you like what? I was merely petting your hair. It seems quite tame." Explained the bird as simply as he possibly could.
He blinked a few times in confusion while Matthew was back paddling like he had been burnt. "I just don't understand why I always get that reaction. What's wrong with hair patting?" Iriel spoke his thoughts outloud and leaned against the bar that sperated the gym floor from the seats.
A small pout came from the bird. "Are you really leaving just because I touched you? That seems rather silly. It's not like I groped you." But Iriel watched the kid starting to head out. Rude, he was just going to leave the moment he caught the phoenix's attention. Hmm, well maybe he would have a heart and turn around and be civil? Then it clicked, "Don't you live next to my dorm room?"
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Post by matthew de la fontaine on May 8, 2015 0:49:36 GMT
briefly wondering if he was raised by wolves, shy paused and turned around. did he really not understand why touching people was weird? just hair petting? alright so he supposed it was time for some heavy explanation then? then again he wondered to himself if it would even get through to the kid. tapping his foot thoughtfully he sighed, glancing at the ceiling distractedly.
"alright so. touching people without asking for consent? that's technically assault okay? plus it's generally not cool, a lot of people, me included, have anxiety issues in which they appreciate personal space. of course, you might not get that, however it's not really up to you. you just....might set off the wrong person you know?" he made a face, nose scrunching as he passed a hand through his hair.
oh hell, so he lived next door to him? right so he must be the one that was so damn loud. granted now he wanted to change rooms, the last thing he needed was this guy showing up randomly wanting to hang out or something.
"uh...yeah....you guys are pretty loud....all the time."
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Post by Iriel Parker on May 9, 2015 2:32:41 GMT
BLOW A KISS, FIRE A GUNAll we need is someone to lean on Raised by wolves? Hmm, not likely. Sure, his younger father could have a temper but that was mostly saved for those pesky door to door salesmen. Iriel was just someone that was different. He looked and thought much differently then others which could be a good thing but often wasn't. Blinking a few times the bird pondered on the words offered too him.
"I don't see how it's assult. I'm not causing any physical harm or hurting someone. Unless, maybe, they had nerves in their hair." Hmm, now wouldn't that be an interseting thing to have? How would one brush their hair let alone braid or style it. It would probably feel like slapping yourself?
Shaking the thoughts out of his head he chuckled lightly. "Yeah, it happens. Sorry?" Not his fault his roommate could be loud as hell sometimes. Iriel was normally pretty quiet and just went to sleep without being loud---that or sneaking into others rooms.
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Post by matthew de la fontaine on May 21, 2015 16:52:00 GMT
alright so that was a little bit annoying. scratch that, that was VERY annoying. who did this guy think he was? he sighed, a long suffering thing that hurt his lungs. "you know what's really funny about that?" he asked, sarcasm heavy on his tongue. he could feel the anger fuming in his chest, he seemed to getting more and more mad lately.
"you don't get to decide what's assault to someone. you can't just hurt someone and then DECIDE that you didn't." he crossed his arms with a scowl, unimpressed by the kid in front of him. this was ridiculous, and he turned on his heel fully intending to just leave. |
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