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Post by reasonfalling on Jan 29, 2011 0:02:16 GMT -5
Lucian grinned, "You'd be surprised what I fit up here, but if you're not interested fine. If you get lost, don't be pathetic about it." With that he started to walk toward a different path than the others took, whistling a normally merry tune and somehow naturally making it sound miserable.
Daemon closed his eyes and leaned into his touch, "But Braelyn... you don't know Lucian... he'll destroy him! They'll won't be anything to comfort if I don't do something eventually. It's not like Lucian actually cares for him." A pained look came upon Daemon's face as he shifted closer to Archer and pressed his face into the younger's collar bone. "And yes he does hate me... he's ALWAYS hated me. Even from the day I showed up in hell he's hated me. I only became overbearing as a way to ignore everything."
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Post by Calyx on Jan 29, 2011 0:06:53 GMT -5
"He's a kid, and he's an idiot. He doesn't hate you. You forget- I talk to the moron. He's just embarrassed." Archer threaded his fingers through Daemon's hair, stroking it soothingly. "But if you're so concerned with Lucian, what are you going to do?"
Braelyn scowled, and picked a pinecone up off the deck, sending it hurtling towards Lucian's head. "I was following you wasn't I?" He snapped, aiming a second pinecone. "Stupid-"
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Post by reasonfalling on Jan 29, 2011 0:19:57 GMT -5
"I don't know... normally I'd just kill him. That's what I always do when someone hits on my brother. But I can't really do that here. So I guess I'll just have to talk to him. Not that that will go well either." Daemon mumbled quietly. He really had no idea what to do about all of this and it was stressing him out to no end. He drew back from the angel and tilted his head up to lightly kiss him.
Lucian was a blur of movement, dodging the pine cone and whirling around just in time to catch the second in his hand. He squeezed it into a fist, completely crushing the small object.
"Please refrain from throwing things at me, I'm not in the best mood," Lucian purred, a strange glint in his eyes as he walked back to Braelyn, getting so close as to almost touch him. "You can't be certain what I'll do next after all."
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Post by Calyx on Jan 29, 2011 20:09:51 GMT -5
Braelyn scowled and scoffed, backing away and chucking the third pine cone anyway. "Like I care," he muttered, shoving his hands in his pocket and turning away, his good mood rapidly diminishing. It didn't matter anyway. Lucian was either in a bad mood, or horny... or both...
Archer pulled back after a moment, giving Daemon a darkened look. "Stop working yourself up about this. I don't want you to be thinking of them when we have sex," he teased, and rolled off of him. Hod... It frustrated him to no end when Daemon got upset about something. It was all he would think of until the problem was solved- and he couldn't see this problem being solved anytime soon...
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Post by reasonfalling on Jan 31, 2011 19:52:10 GMT -5
Lucian smiled a bit and took Braelyn's hand, gently taking him with him across one of the bridges. He showed him most of the tree house, pointing out the theater, kitchen and over all areas that a normal mansion would be equipped with that left most wondering how the hell it all managed to fit.
Daemon sighed heavily and rolled onto his back, head facing away from Archer as he didn't say anything. He didn't know what to say. Archer caring was very sweet but it was irrelevant now. His mind was set with worry and he wasn't going to focus on anything else. Even if Archer's rather lewd invitation had been very tempting.
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Post by Calyx on Jan 31, 2011 20:30:50 GMT -5
Archer sighed, and stood up off the bed, glancing around the room. "You're not gonna get anywhere if all you do is worry about your brother. He can take care of himself." And with that, Archer stepped out of the room, deciding to help fetch the bags from the car. Or just do it himself. He didnt much feel like being around people at the moment. Damn nature......
Braelyn didnt struggle against Lucian's hand, though his face flushed bright red. Luckily, he was trailing behind the older demon, so he couldnt see it. Why was it so hard to reject him as violently as he originally did? After Lily's death, he found himself relying more and more on Lucian's company, obnoxious and awkward as it was...
Fell gazed at Raphael quietly, unable to find more words. Frustration made him antsy, and though he wasnt violent with it like Braelyn was, he was uncomfortable. Regardless of what Raphael said, something was wrong... And Fell, though he wanted to help, knew that it was pointless to pursue it with the archangel.
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Post by reasonfalling on Feb 1, 2011 2:28:41 GMT -5
When Lucian arrived at the highest point in the tree house, a position that stretched to the tallest point in the tree he turned to Braelyn and pulled him closer to him, settling one hand on his hip and the other still in the boys hand. He stared at him now, taking in every detail of his face and noting the blush that seemed to get darker by the second. He leaned in close, hesitating for once before gently (yes gently!) claiming the boys lips in an almost careful kiss. This time if Braelyn wanted to pull away he could, he wasn't going to stop him.
Daemon groaned and rolled over to watch Archer's retreating back. "Come on Archer! I didn't mean to make you upset! Come back!"
Raphael twisted a bit so that he could pull Fell up to him and peck his lips. "Quit worrying. I'll be fine. And you'll get frown lines if you don't start smiling soon," he teased a bit, humor in his eyes instead of exhaustion.
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Post by Calyx on Feb 2, 2011 17:20:26 GMT -5
Braelyn didnt move- not drawing away from the kiss nor returning it. Shock locked up his limbs. Was... Was Lucian giving him a choice??? His free hand touched Lucian's elbow, and he felt his knees weaken a bit. This was different from his usual kisses......
Archer pulled his bag from the back of the car and looked up at Daemon with a small shrug. He wasnt angry. Just a bit put off. With a sigh, he swung the bag over his shoulder and started up the ladder, eyes focused on one hand hold at a time until he was at the top. The rest could get their own bags, he decided inwardly with a small grunt.
Fell nodded slightly, forcing a small smile. But it didnt match his concerned eyes. "Alright," he murmured, and sat up reluctantly, glancing around the room. "What time is it?"
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Post by reasonfalling on Feb 6, 2011 6:38:45 GMT -5
Lucian drew back, honestly surprised that Braelyn hadn't shoved him away, or punched him for that matter. Not really knowing what to do he walked away, waving briefly before disappearing down the ladder they had climbed and moving far away from the boy as possible. He had some thinking to do.
Daemon groaned and sat up from the bed. Debating for a moment what he should do he settled on exploring what was out side the tree-house. It was no use talking to Archer now and his worry was starting to eat at him a bit. Distraction was the best remedy for this. He glanced around him, taking note that no one was around, before jumping over the railing and falling the thirty feet to the ground. Raphael would kill him if he saw him do that. Come to think of it so would Lucian. He couldn't help but chuckle a little at that thought. He headed off in a random direction till he came upon a rather large lake in the clearing.
Raphael shrugged his shoulders, honestly unsure of the time.
"I would assume it must be around lunch time. Since we left so early in the morning. Why? Are you getting hungry?"
Ooc://Sorry this took so long. I just couldn't figure out what to write :/ And I think I was going through a bit of a character slump since normally Lucian writes himself without too much effort but for some reason he just wasn't cooperating -.- I blame it on him being NICE for once. It's a rare thing after all.
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Post by Calyx on Feb 8, 2011 13:36:59 GMT -5
Fell blinked and shook his head vigorously. "No," he murmured, blinking up at Raphael. "But everyone else might be. And Daemon complains when he doesnt eat before noon." Braelyn stared at the ground after him, gritting his teeth. What.... the hell? He leaned his head back and looked at the leaf dappled sky, peering between the tree branches at the lazy clouds. That man was so confusing.....
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