Post by zephyr fear on May 15, 2015 2:57:05 GMT
 Zeph was currently balancing atop the metal riggings stretching across the spacious room to correct the auditorium's inexcusable lack of rave lights. With his phone in one hand, he held onto the large light with the other, using it like a counterbalance as he leaned back. "You're off now, yeh?" Cai was on the other end of the line, "Could ya pick somethin' up for me in the auditorium? I'd get it m'self but-- eh-- you'll see when ya get here."
Backtrack. As Zeph had been installing the new lights, he had ended up bumping the screwdriver he was using off of its perch, cursing -- as he does -- as it clattered into the rows of seats below. The light, now only partially secured, would likely fall as well if he let go, but he couldn't secure it without that tool. None of his friends were out of class right now, so he could wait, or he could call Caius. The vampire was something like a friend in his own way, acting as more than a friend in some situations, while less than a friend in others. Zeph had never taken the time or mental effort to stick a label on it, and didn't care to.
"Took ya long enough, nerd," he said, shooting the newly-arrived vampire a grin from above, "I knocked a Phillips head down there--" his free hand pointed to the seats, "--could ya' fetch it an' toss it here? I don't wanna' drop this thing."
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third year hunter
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Post by caius howell on May 18, 2015 0:58:34 GMT
 Cai was in the nurse’s office, snooping around and trying to figure out where Eli and Margot kept the bloodbags. At least, until he had gotten a phone call that had at first made him think he had been caught. Luckily, it hadn’t been from an angry nurse telling him to get out of their fridge. Instead, Zeph had been calling, apparently about something he needed from the auditorium. “Yeah, I’ll be there in a few minutes,” he had told the human before rummaging through the refrigerator and snagging a couple of bags for the way there.
That was how he found himself in the auditorium, trying not to laugh at the hunter perched up in the lighting fixtures. If he didn’t have a few concerns about how safe the situation was, he would have said that Zeph looked a little cute stuck up there. Then again -- he probably thought that the teenager was adorable too frequently to be normal. It wasn’t something Caius bothered to spend too much time thinking about -- not because he was putting it off; he had already come to terms with his affection for the hunter. It wasn’t like that was much of a surprise to him
“I’d be careful calling me a nerd when you’re asking for help, brat.” Cai teased from around the plastic of his last bag of blood, gnawing on the material with his fangs as he tried to suck the last few drops out. Nevermind what he said, the vampire still discarded the packet and went digging for the screwdriver. As he looked, he called up to the utter dork above his head. “What the hell are you doing up there anyways?” He asked, lacking the slightest idea of what any of the lights above him did or how they worked.
A few moments later, he had managed to find the Phillips head and straightened up, bending his neck back to look up at the stuck human. “Ready to catch?” He asked, and without waiting for an answer, chucked the screwdriver at the student’s head. …. Probably not the best idea, Cai couldn’t help but notice as the tool was flung at Zeph.
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pureblood vampire
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standing on the sun's shipwreck
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ninety seven
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professor
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Post by zephyr fear on Jun 3, 2015 3:31:40 GMT
"Hey, hey. It was either 'nerd' or 'freeloader' -- I thought I picked the nice one," Zeph retorted, his tone joking rather than legitimately defensive, "You stealin' bags from the cafeteria's back fridge already?" As far as Zeph was aware, there were about three different places on campus where inexperienced (or, in Cai's case, lazy) vamps could get a bite to eat. The cafeteria just came to mind since that was a place which was actually intended for food-- Did Cai really just throw away that drained bloodbag in a public auditorium? Bloody hell, he was worse than a first year. Zeph just chuckled, "Y'know one day yer gonna' get fired for that shit." Or taken into the Association's rehab. Depends on who found out first.
"I'm jus' installin' more lights," he vaguely replied with a Cheshire grin as he began taking out his phone, "This place needs some excitement, an' I aim t' entertain." While Cai was searching, Zeph swiped across the device's screen, causing the rest of the lights he installed to come to life -- colorful rows of concentrated beams scanned the room in synchrony with the movement of Zeph's finger across his phone. "Impressive, yeh? This's the last one right here," he said, slipping his phone back into his pocket and patting the device he was currently holding aloft.
He only barely had the chance to register what was happening when a blur was thrown in his direction. "Wh--FUCK--" he shouted as his arm flew in front of his face defensively, almost immediately resulting in a sharp 'crack' and searing jolt of pain. The sudden movement caused him to nearly lose his balance, legs quickly clamping onto the half-installed light and his uninjured arm flying outward to grasp at the supports. The moment he felt relatively stable, his upper body curled around the hurting limb held close to his chest. He hissed a string of curses under his breath, mixed among sharp inhales in response to the pain.
Fuck whoever decided that giving vampires inhuman strength and speed was a good idea.
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seventeen
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