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Post by Milk on Sept 8, 2007 23:05:55 GMT -5
Damon followed Brandon in and laid on his own bed. The warmth of the day leaving his body. "So how did you like the obstacle course thing?" he asked Brandon.
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Post by Koops on Sept 8, 2007 23:08:46 GMT -5
"It was fine. My chest hurts a bit from that fire ball but it was worth seeing that loser scared of me." He replied, he rolled over so he could see Damon an looked at him up and down. "When we're done this whole thing... Are you going to let me go?" Brandon asked curiously, he folded his arms behind his head as he watched the older man.
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Post by Milk on Sept 8, 2007 23:10:06 GMT -5
"Yes." he replied bluntly and turned his head to the side to look back at Brandon. "And you are speaking of John, correct? Pain in the ass rich runt. Ignore him." Damon looked away and stared at the ceiling.
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Post by Koops on Sept 8, 2007 23:13:30 GMT -5
"Hn." He replied to allof that ad then turned away once again and then stretched out on the bed, he let his eyes close tightly again and yawned softly. He seemed a bit annoyed or something when I spke about leaving, I wonder if he's mad a t me or something... Hn... What should I care, at least I get to leave.
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Post by Milk on Sept 8, 2007 23:17:41 GMT -5
"Hn." he repeated back. Damon was silent for a moment. "So If I call you pet instead of Brandon will you get mad?" he asked, looking at him again with weary eyes.
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Post by Koops on Sept 8, 2007 23:20:26 GMT -5
Brandon clenched his teeth a bit before taking in a deep breath and counting to three. "Maybe. I don't know yet, I don't really care, it's just how I feel like some kind of lap dog with this collar on when people call me that." He stated quietly, he wondered why Damon had asked that, it was questionable actually.
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Post by Milk on Sept 8, 2007 23:24:08 GMT -5
Damon hmmed in thought. He feels like a lap dog when called that wearing that collar. he noted, storing it for later chances of annoying him for fun. "And what do you think of this place thus far?"
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Post by Koops on Sept 8, 2007 23:28:49 GMT -5
"It's alright. I don't care about it really because I will never be coming here again. Ever." Brandon replied in a cold tone he sighed to himself, sitting up in bed and then rubbing his shoulder. "It's hot, I think I burnt it there..." He muttered, he got off the bed, took off his shirt and walked over to Damon's bed. "Feel my right shoulder, it's really hot."
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Post by Milk on Sept 8, 2007 23:31:10 GMT -5
Damon sat up and pressed his hand to Brandon's shoulder. It was hot. And Damon wasn't letting go. He liked the warmth. "Yeah. It's hot." he agreed with Brandon's statement. "How did you get burned?" he asked. Damon was looking elsewhere while the fireballs were being flung around.
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Post by Koops on Sept 8, 2007 23:34:40 GMT -5
He blinked at Damon and thought about how he had got hit. "I wasn't paying attention and was mocking John and he hit me with a fireball through my shoulders and it burnt inside my bone I guess." Brandon explained bluntly, not really caring what Damon was doing at the moment.
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Post by Milk on Sept 8, 2007 23:36:07 GMT -5
Damon nodded, and slowly released Brandon. He pressed his now warm hand to his neck and shut his eyes, becoming very relaxed. Warmth... he thought, smiling at the thought. That's what he missed about being human most; warmth.
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Post by Koops on Sept 8, 2007 23:39:02 GMT -5
"You like the heat i'm guessing." Brandon stated as he sat down on the bed beside Damon and laughed slightly. "I'd rather be cold all of the time, because it's nice being cold and then curling up somewhere. Usually outside on the full moon and it's really close." He stated, he decided to stop beforegoing to far, he didn't want to go even further the that.
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Post by Milk on Sept 8, 2007 23:42:08 GMT -5
"Yes." Damon replied and looked at him. He arched an eyebrow at what the boy liked. "Please explain your statement. You like sleeping under the full moon when it's close?" he asked the boy, sitting up slightly.
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Post by Koops on Sept 8, 2007 23:47:10 GMT -5
Brandon's face turned red and he glared slightly at Damon but decided to give it up. "When I was put up for adoption after the first few days at the orphange I escaped and it was a full moon then. The moon was close and when the guards came looking for me I could hide when I turned into a skeleton because of it." He started, licking his lips and then grabbing Damon ar, he studied it closely and then wrapped his hands around his, warming it up. "After I finally got far enough away I found a large field and laid on it, thinking and that's when I finally realixzed that I was glad I didn't have anyone, because I was free in a way."
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Post by Milk on Sept 8, 2007 23:56:11 GMT -5
Damon was suprised by this. Brandon normally seemed repulsed by him. He smiled slightly at the warmth he was feeling from Brandon's hand. "So then being stuck here with that collar on must make you feel trapped, huh?" he asked.
((sister going to use computer. be back soon (hopefully)))
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