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Cellar Counter [roomies]

Post  Vernal Equinox on Thu May 30, 2013 12:35 pm

Now that he was down here, perhaps he really did need that drink.

It was the simple excuse he gave Them before coming down here; he thought loudly about going to the wine cellar and getting a nice bottle of alcohol. Once They know what someone will do (or, in this case, thought They did), there was really no point in sticking around-- and so, Their eyes peeled off of him one by one. Privacy at long last. Vernal usually didn't mind Their viewing simply because he knew how boring Up There would be for Them otherwise, but he needed the lack of interruption.

Ambrose was getting worse.

It shouldn't have been possible; after what he did last year, the darling should have had a spring in his step, a freedom from Their voices. And now, he recently found out, it was only worse. Those bags underneath his eyes! That lack of communication outside his mind! It pained him, it pained Vernal. He had failed.

The human formerly known as Disaster slowly took from the shelves a bottle, inspecting the container closely. No label. With a sigh, he put it back where it was, knowing that if he got drunk again, it would only swerve Their eyes back to him. Instead, he continued to wander the racks of wine, taking in the unique aroma and attempting to come up with a new solution to the darling's ever-problem. How could he detach him from Them?
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Re: Cellar Counter [roomies]

Post  Owen Mueller on Mon Jun 17, 2013 1:57 pm

Things had been a little weird lately. People were acting odd.  Then again, Owen wasn't too surprised by this; in a place such as Lillegard, odd happenings were the norm, and the residents were just as bizarre anyway. The subject was only lightly on his mind as he strolled down the corridors, occasionally tending to the pigtails in his hair. 

But, amongst it all, there was one reassurance.  He had one person he could confide in, at the very least, if everyone else was going to be a stranger about it.  They'd already arranged a meeting place; the cellar.  Now Owen was to discover if he'd held up his end of the deal. 

Creaking open the cellar door, he carefully started to clamber down the steps, candle in hand.  He glanced around, before his light hit another figure.

Oh, he'd recognise that fuzzy yellow hair anywhere.

"Vernie!" he cried, his tone high with elation as he rushed down the steps to meet him.  "You're here!"

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Re: Cellar Counter [roomies]

Post  Vernal Equinox on Mon Jun 17, 2013 9:37 pm

He could try removing the diatoma . . . but, Entropy would get out without its proper filter nearby, and they-- Laughter and himself-- would be back farther than before.  Entropy was sealed up; They-- meaning all of Them, not just the two who actually cared-- didn't want that to change.  Chaos was too much change, too much loss of control.  Besides, he chuckled to himself, the darling would HATE loosing any coins, the diatoma included.

That was kept in mind while making it,
a single voice noted, background blurbs of noise entering here and there.  Its usual tint of helium was present but dry and strained.  Sorry I'm late; I'm being held up at a birthday party.  That would explain the random screams here and there. . . .

No, don't worry; I'll just keep brainstorming.  Take your time.  They did their best thinking together, but a distracted Laughter would do no one any good; it was best to wait.  He heard mentally the rings of children's yells dying out, and he was alone again, twiddling his fingers for a breakthrough.  A miracle.

His eyes lingered on the nearby wine shelf . . .  To hell with it.  He reached a hand out for the bottle just as Owen entered the room.  It was Owen, wasn't it?  Same frame, same pudgy face-- the pigtails were new, as was the dripping candle.  And, that screeching tone of voice.

Was . . .  Was he making fun of him?  It was the only conclusion he could fathom.  Why else would Owen dress and talk as if he were a girl?  The bottle was forgotten as he stepped towards the Walross, eying him carefully.

"So I am."  And, so was he-- They would come.  The horrible realization came to Vernal in a flash: Owen would make Them see!  And, Laughter and he would have to wait weeks for another private conversation!  He had to get rid of the boy before the situation became irreparable.

His puzzled frown changed immediately to a carefree smile.
"So I am!"  Maybe if he played Owen's game long enough, he would give up and leave.  Maybe.  Hopefully.  There was always force, but They would be on him in an instant.  "What are YOU doing here?"
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Re: Cellar Counter [roomies]

Post  Owen Mueller on Mon Jun 17, 2013 10:09 pm

Well, the greeting was more casual than he expected it to be, but Owen managed to rationalise it that it was late at night.  They didn't want to attract too much attention, after all.  But the smile--  well, the smile was more like it.  He beamed right back.  This was perfect!

At the question, he couldn't help but stare at him oddly, before bursting into carefully quiet giggles. He shook his head, before bashfully looking up to him, twisting coyly to the side.  "Don't you remember?  Tuesday. Midnight. Cellars. Be there, you said."

He held both arms to the side, as if in presentation.  "Well, I'm here!" 

He stepped forwards slowly, eyes studying his face in the faint light. The sort of face he wouldn't be forgetting any time soon.  Owen couldn't look away. A tiny, amused smirk played on his lips, before he tilted his head in suggestion.  "So what do you wanna do, soldier? It's pretty dark and..." There was a pause as Owen gave a subtle wink of an eye.  

"...Lonely."

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Re: Cellar Counter [roomies]

Post  Vernal Equinox on Mon Jun 17, 2013 10:51 pm

The smile back was anything but reassuring for his plan.  The giggles were more than unnerving, too, untying his perception of the situation slowly and painfully.  He studied Owen's movements carefully, trying to decipher the act to no avail.  Instead, he felt now-familiar rage boil up. . . .  He didn't call Owen down here, THAT was for certain.  If he would have called anyone down here, it would have been the darling, and that would be for consultation in their strategies or . . . or, a fantasy.  The opposite of this.

He remembered the HassListe and marked the checks off one by one with every slight movement Owen made.  With every word he spoke.  The wink of the eye was the last straw, though: Vernal attempted to shove the large boy roughly away, his smile completely gone.  There was only rage now.  Rage and dark clouds brewing just above . . .

"Ich bin nicht einen Soldat," he growled.  "Ich bin nicht verliebt in dich, einer."  This was ridiculous-- he was being made fun of!  The trenchcoat, the confession about Ambrose, the verdammnt glass shards . . .  They were all coming back to haunt him.  And, this disgusting little boy was the source of it all.  "Allein sein!"  He could retreat into a dark corner and never return for thirty years, as far as Vernal was concerned.  In fact, he would prefer it.
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Re: Cellar Counter [roomies]

Post  Owen Mueller on Tue Jun 25, 2013 12:54 am

As his Vernie spoke, Owen was beginning to get the sense that something was a bit off. What was a vague hint at first soon progressed into an outright slap in the face.  Owen stared. Was he joking?  Or was he not?  And, even if he were, it was a joke too cruel to be taken mildly.

Then he remembered: people were acting weird lately. It was these words that finally concluded that it extended to Vernie too.

He frowned.  "So.  You're in on it too, then?" Placing a hand on his lip, he slid forwards, standing on his toes to be more level and intrusively close to the other male. "You're gonna pull this 'act like a complete creep' thing, like everyone else?"

He squinted angrily.  "Just what is your problem?  We had plans." He stared at him, demanding some sort of explanation.

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Re: Cellar Counter [roomies]

Post  Vernal Equinox on Thu Jun 27, 2013 11:38 pm

"Was pläne?" he growled, voice nearing an echo-- They tensed-- but not quite.  No; he had lost all of that power.  Italics were no longer his, but they had been replaced with pure, human rage.

It was only then did he realize the language.  Number drei-- three-- on the HassListe.  Vernal immediately cleared his throat before continuing, the words accented but, at the very least, English.  He had to stop doing that.  He had to stop defaulting.

"Vhat plans?  Ve never had any."  Owen was persistent in his game.  Why didn't he drop his act already?  He inched away from the large boy's movements, snapping a look of disgust at him.  It would be one thing if the Walross was genuine-- but, he wasn't.  Even putting aside their first conversation as roommates, everything he said just didn't make sense.  "Why ARE du acting like a creep?"  Their eyes were already on them, and it was Owen's fault!
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Re: Cellar Counter [roomies]

Post  Owen Mueller on Sun Jul 07, 2013 9:23 pm

No plans?  Things were growing rapidly more suspicious, if it weren't already obvious. Mistrustfully, he leered at him, eyes skimming over him quickly. He didn't look any different, yet, something was distinctly off about him. And it wasn't the cologne.

Maybe it was a test. Not that Owen would appreciate it, but a test would be a more optimistic outcome than the others. No matter what way he looked at it, doubts still remained.

"Me?" he gasped, shocked, gesturing to himself.  "I haven't done anything wrong! And if you're talking about the location, then you picked it." Sniffing indignantly at him, he turned his head away, as if to give Vernal the silent treatment. Despite that, he couldn't resist continuing anyway.

"You said you were sick of the 'darling' Ambrose. You wanted a new darling. One that wouldn't waddle around like had a stick up his arse."
Still refusing to look at him, he bided his time by twirling the pigtails in his hair.

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Post  Vernal Equinox on Mon Jul 08, 2013 11:21 am

Yes, he did pick this location out-- not for Owen, though.  He chose it for Laughter, for some peace and quiet, for the darling, all for the--

Everything seemed to stop for a moment.  They went silent or he had shoved Them out completely from his mind; Vernal did not know nor care to know which it was.  How could he even think that?  There was only one darling-- and, it wasn't the large boy.  They forbade it from being the large boy.  It was always Ambrose, and no one could ever fathom to replace him.  But, Owen had.

There was a distinct thunderclap in the ceiling's storm clouds.  Just noise, nothing more-- the electrical charge was instead forming around Vernal.  It crackled around him, brimming, just waiting for the right moment . . .

He looked straight at Owen and shook his head slowly, not trusting his words to be English not German.  Visible static arched from his hair time and time again, allowing lighting on his infuriated face.  One particular venomous arch made its way towards the large boy, allowing for a slight prickle of the finger but nothing more.  Not yet.
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Re: Cellar Counter [roomies]

Post  Owen Mueller on Mon Jul 08, 2013 12:38 pm

As his back was turned, he didn't receive an answer, so he could easily assume that he too, had gotten a taste of the silent treatment. Well, that was okay. That was just fine. Owen could deal with that, no problem.

Just then, he felt a jolt on the tip of his finger, and he flinched back with a yelp. Twisting around, he narrowed his eyes at the offending student. Oh. He was so getting it.

He pulled his lips back into a sort of exaggerated grimace. Though it was hard to see in the lack of light, it seemed that his teeth were slightly... pointy. Moreso than the average human, anyway. Suddenly, what looked light a lizard's tongue slid quickly out of his mouth with a fierce hiss. With that, he raised his arm, and swung it with the intent to slap Vernal directly across the face.

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Post  Vernal Equinox on Sat Jul 13, 2013 11:31 am

The yelp was satisfactory, but no smile came upon Vernal's face.  He was done with the pleasantries; what he wanted now, if he was to gain anything at all from this, was blood.  The pseudo-sky up above continued to crackle and boom.

His eyes widened at the lick of the tongue.  He wanted to shrug it off as a trick of the light, but he knew what he saw, and it wasn't human.  Of all the verdammnt questions he had asked himself while in the academy, he had forgotten perhaps the most important one: why was Owen here?  Because he wasn't human.

The man couldn't avoid the slap; he had neither the grace nor speed for such a feat.  He could, however, make it hurt, forcing miniature bolts of lightning from his hair and aimed onto the striking hand.  The hit landed, and Vernal stumbled.

(( I'm not sure how severe Owen's hit will be; is it just a human hand or lizard-like? ))
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Post  Owen Mueller on Mon Jul 29, 2013 10:25 pm

((It's just a human hand.))

He didn't expect to be on the receiving end of the attack at his own assault. He quickly jerked his hand back over the slap with a cry of 'Oww!', quickly peering down to inspect it, though if there was an injury, it was hard to see in the bad lighting. It felt sore though, so that was good enough of an injury as any.

After rubbing it (as unhelpful as it was), he turned his scowl towards Vernal. As a matter of fact, he didn't want to fight - he just wanted the man to see sense and stop acting like a creep.

"What the hell is wrong with you!" He stepped backwards to keep his distance from someone who was potentially infected with some sort of contagious disease that made him weird. Because, well, really, there was no other explanation for it. "Why are you doing this?! Just like everyone else! Oh my god." He rose a hand to his forehead as if the whole thing was too much to bear.

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Re: Cellar Counter [roomies]

Post  Vernal Equinox on Fri Aug 09, 2013 12:46 am

Vernal glared slightly at such a meager gesture; hand-rubbing wouldn't help, and the spot wasn't even properly burnt or the like.  He had no reason to moan and groan like that.  The man was pleased with the new distance gained, though, as he didn't want to be close to Owen, either.  The crazy might be contagious, and his lightning had no need for close-quartered combat.

Due to the slap, he was partially on the ground, his legs still mostly-planted onto the ground but his arms having to catch his back from completely hitting the ground.  He slowly got back up, studying Owen carefully.  Was the inhuman-ness of before really just a trick of the light?  He didn't seem any less like a Walross . . .  He had to stop doubting himself on such things.  Besides, they didn't matter.  None of Them mattered.

His hair crackled once more, sending another arch over towards Owen.  It was thick and pulsing with static, only showing up for a brief second, of course-- the speed of light always brought a smile to his face, but not now.  Now, it was time for blood.  Black flickered in front of his eyes for a brief second, threatening to pass out due to the aforementioned bolt-- but, he would not pass out until his attack reached its mark.
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Re: Cellar Counter [roomies]

Post  Owen Mueller on Fri Aug 09, 2013 9:13 pm

There was no verbal response from the other man - though he was no stranger, he was certainly acting like one now. It was unnerving to almost reach the point of begging and fear and still receive nothing. It wasn't human.

He couldn't react to the impossibly fast lightning before it struck him. For a moment, there was a blinding amount of pain as the electricity coursed through his body. A scream tore out of him - a scream that was suddenly cut short by a different sensation.

Numbness.

By all means, he knew he should be writhing on the floor in pain, but he wasn't, he was just... unfeeling. Things turned into a blur. He saw Vernal somewhere, but all shapes had muddled into some sort of haze. Soon, all was white, and he could do little more than stare at nothing. He couldn't move, he couldn't speak, he couldn't think. For a few long moments, there was nothing.

The white glow had reached his eyes on the outside. Owen seemed to be locked in a gormless trance, his eyes gently illuminating the dark room.

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Post  Vernal Equinox on Sat Aug 10, 2013 1:12 am

The scream was satisfactory enough, but it wasn't enough.  He wanted to watch Owen squirm, regardless if he was mortal or immortal.  Wasn't revenge mutual?  Wasn't the wanting for a little payback for a perfect night RUINED understandable regardless of bearing an age limit or not?  He waited for the screams to continue, his wanting not akin to eagerness or any happiness like it-- but, close enough so long as it was replaced with hatred.

Darkness.  It threatened his eyes, but he had to keep them open and see . . .  But, Owen was lifeless now, at least near-lifeless.  Did his lightning cause that much damage?  There was a sense of pride with such action, but his strikes couldn't be fatal; They had assured it.  He could not kill with his disasters anymore.  He forced himself to stand, using a nearby wine rack for support.

Aaand, the Walross's eyes began to glow.  Great.

The man chose to keep his distance, breathing unevenly due to his previous efforts but still not out yet.  There was still some electricity left in his hair, should he need it.
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Re: Cellar Counter [roomies]

Post  Owen Mueller on Sat Aug 10, 2013 10:05 am

Senses began to return. Eyes stopped glowing. He gave a low groan and rubbed his eyes, as if waking up from some sort of sleep. It was dark... when had it gotten dark? He was sure that there had been a light on somewhere. He looked to his lizard-like claws; they seemed normal enough. Half human, half lizard, as he'd always been. He glanced tiredly around the room, before his eyes finally laid on the vague shape of Vernal staring at him. Ah, yes. He remembered. He stepped forwards, a sudden dark look in his eyes.

"What the fuck do you think you're doing, you piece of trash!" he yelled, stepping forwards. "That fucking hurt!" He knew better than to make physical contact with that static-haired weirdo. He lunged forwards to grab an abandoned wine bottle, before smashing it against the wall to shatter the bottom. Shards flew, but whether they hit him or not, he didn't appear to notice.

He pointed the jagged, broken edge towards Vernal. "Make one move an' I'll shank you."

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Post  Vernal Equinox on Sat Aug 10, 2013 11:45 am

Something had changed: a shift in Owen, a disturbance . . .  His hands had changed.  His entire demeanor had changed.  The sudden resorting to the darling's foul language proved this well enough, along with the sensitivity to pain being so obviously gone.  And, those eyes . . .

He could hardly move, regardless; the threat wasn't necessary.  His head ached, throbbed with the strain of the electricity.  He knew he couldn't kill the large boy, but that strike should have sent him screaming for Mutti-- mommy-- at least.  It should have done something more that just really tick Owen off.  He couldn't afford to dwell on what what should have happened, though; he had to deal with this first.

He had to stall, at the very least.  Reason things out . . .
"Owen."  His throat made the word sound like theoretical sandpaper-- he thought that was just a catchy phrase up 'til now.  "What do you want?"
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Re: Cellar Counter [roomies]

Post  Owen Mueller on Sun Aug 11, 2013 8:56 am

Vernal seemed to oblige, and Owen smirked; not out of relief or sympathy, but from amusement. What a pathetic little worm. He snorted aloud at his question, looking around as if to see if the was anyone else who would laugh at it.

"What do I want?" He took a step forth. "What do I want?" He chuckled, waving the shattered bottle carelessly in his hold. "I'll tell you what I want. I want you to get on the floor and scream like the little bitch you are. I want you to be so fucking scared you'll shit your pants every time you hear my name."

His arm was held straight, the jagged end nearing Vernal's neck. "I wanna stab your fucking eyes out, and I wanna cut you up so bad the rats are gonna drown in your blood. Then I wanna see you crying home to mommy." He drew his lips back into a snarl. "You got that?"

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Post  Vernal Equinox on Sun Aug 11, 2013 12:43 pm

That . . . was unacceptable.  On many levels.  Vernal didn't focus on where these new demands came from or even how they got in Owen's mind in the first place; all he could afford to think about was how to escape this situation.  There weren't many options.

"First off, my mother's dead."  He barely remembered her, so it didn't matter; the statement was more of a fair warning than anything else.  His voice remained leveled, calm, and in English.  The English was more for his comfort than Owen's, he knew, but so be it.  "Second, with that amount of blood loss, I would be dead before being able to 'run to mutti.'"  Keep it in English--!  "Thirdly, I have a high pain tolerance, as you can clearly see."  He forced himself off from wine shelf, needing to stand his ground for his point to be clear and understood.  His legs wobbled slightly, threatening to give out, but nothing happened with it.  Good.  "Lastly . . .

"Well."
 He stood straight up, managing a smile as he tilted his head carelessly to the side-- and, let out a small fireworks display from his hair.  Harmless sparks, but they could threaten well enough.  Vernal knew he wouldn't be successful in another attack, but threats were easy.  You just had to lie well enough.  He began to take off his metal rings one by one, a tell-tale sign that he was about to charge his entire body up.  "If you want to be brunt to a crisp, go right ahead."

He was really hoping that Owen would keep his distance.
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Re: Cellar Counter [roomies]

Post  Owen Mueller on Sun Aug 11, 2013 6:19 pm

Owen leaned back, giving him an odd stare as he rambled. He listened him through, his face scrunched up like a paper towel, but managed to gather only one piece of information from the entire rant: that Vernal was acting like even more of a doofus than usual. His eyes flicked to the electrically charged hair- if he dared to shock him one more time, Owen well intended to pay back the favour in double.

"...Riiiight." He paused to spit on the floor. "First off, I don't give a flying fuck. Secondly, you can go fuck yourself. Thirdly--"

He interrupted himself to thrust the jagged end of the broken bottle straight towards Vernal's chest, intending to catch him with the element of surprise. See how he liked that.

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Post  Vernal Equinox on Sun Aug 11, 2013 8:25 pm

Ah, more Ambrose-leveled language.  He was never pleased with such words, but the darling wasn't going to stop, and neither, probably, was--

He was caught with surprise, the pain in his torso rushing through him.  He sharply inhaled, slowly turning his head down to the point of impact.  That . . .  That looked pretty deep.  Blood began to trickle on the glass; it would look rather poetic if not for it being his blood.  He knew it was his blood, of course, but there was initial disconnect about it.  In that first instant, it couldn't be his blood.  His hand reached towards the wound just as slowly as the head looked down.

His hair crackled just as the hand reached the wound-- and, he had to make a choice.  Seal the wound with a burn so he wouldn't bleed out, or damage Owen so that there wouldn't be any more wounds to seal?  The second was the obvious choice; he glared up without warning and aimed a strike right at the boy, giving it everything he had left.
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Post  Owen Mueller on Sun Aug 11, 2013 10:01 pm

A satisfied smirk grew across his face as the sharded bottle plunged into his chest. At last, that shut him up. A lowly cackle escaped him as the other man came to the slow realisation of what he'd just done. "I gotcha, didn't I? Look at that sucker bleed!" he sneered. He was far too amused to take into account his reaction, and was left no time to prepare for what was to come next.

Thanks to his half-lizard make-up, his body wasn't as conductive as normal, watery human flesh. But it didn't help as much as he'd desired, and he soon found himself thrown to the floor with the sudden bolt of electricity, yanking the bottle out of his chest in the process. His skin felt as if it were burning off, and he writhed on the floor, letting out a pained groan. "Jesus... fucking christ...!" he gasped, his eyes tightly shut. Oh, he didn't even want to look at the wound that caused; not like he could see it in the awful lighting.

For the moment, Owen seemed temporarily immobilised on the floor, unable to do much but roll in agony.

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Post  Vernal Equinox on Tue Aug 13, 2013 6:07 pm

It never served well to brag early on such things, did it? Vernal managed a small whistle in admiration of his own work; the boy-thing wasn't unconscious but close enough to allow himself to stumble slightly. His weight rested back onto a convenient wine shelf. His legs shook slightly. He didn't have much time left, both in standing and his own consciousness. The continued level of language was the only reason for the slight smile on his face.

He slowly, cautiously dragged himself towards the door, a longer distance than he would have preferred. He had to stop himself every step or so, blinking hard as to clear his vision once more. He had to keep his sight on Owen. With that freakish body, no one could accurately guess when Owen would be getting back up, not even Them. He had to hurry. The infirmary-- how far away was it? Hopefully, he would run into a student before then; first, though, to the door . . .
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Post  Owen Mueller on Tue Aug 13, 2013 6:32 pm

That.... hurt. Just like the first time, only worse. In fact, he'd hardly felt the first time, it'd just mysteriously vanished after a few moments for a reason that he didn't know why. But this had a horrible, lasting, tingling, burning effect. Touching the spot just wasn't helping.

He cut his eyes towards the culprit, before noticing that he was trying to escape. Trying, yes, but Owen wasn't about to let him - not without executing revenge.

"Freakin' shithead!" he yelled, trying to kick his legs out at Vernal in an attempt to trip him over. There was almost no aiming behind the attack, but the full amount of force.

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Post  Vernal Equinox on Tue Aug 13, 2013 7:03 pm

He locked eyes with Owen and nearly swore.

He saw the kick from what could have been a kilometer away, but there was no way he could dodge in his condition; all Vernal could do was grip onto what little holds he had around him now that he was away from the wine shelves and, ultimately, brace for the fall. The gouge in his abdomine did not help. He did not moan nor scream at the pain, but he did squirm, his arms desperately reaching for the door. Almost-- there--!

He tried crawling away. It worked for about a yard before the pressure on his wound became simply too much, seizing up all other efforts. Vernal was breathing hard, now, and unsteadily.
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