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Post by LUCIANO CORSO on Oct 10, 2012 21:59:46 GMT -5
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can't get back up.
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[/size][STYLE=height: 300px;overflow:auto;padding:4px 4px 4px;background-color:#3399FF;] Why couldn't he help thinking he should have just shut up. Of course bad things always happened and it didn't give him much of a choice. If only the boy could have stayed with his best friend. 'I feel so bad for leaving him...' Giving a small sigh he rubbed his forehead trying to eliminate the headache. They eyes that fell on him he didn't know what to make of it. Also because he knew of everything that had happened to his friend with his family. They had never been the nicest people to him while they were to almost everyone else. It just frustrated him making Luciano truly not sure what to think or do. What could he say to make the other male understand.
Without speaking a word at this moment he knew all he wanted was to get his friend to forgive him. So they could work towards going back to the old days. When it had only been the two of them running through the grass, climbing trees or making chaos for random people. Always trying to play tricks and tease each other, sometimes it turned to other people though. Luciano only shook his head every single time they told him to fear Angelus. Why did he care? He knew the male was not that bad and never had been. Things had happened that created a mask, he couldn't open up to people as easy as it was to others.
Luciano being a good example of that in some situations. Trust had been slightly thrashed for the black haired male over the past few years. But it would not be one of his topics right now not that he wanted to discuss anyway. When his operation had managed to become a success and he hadn't died the boy just felt safe. Like he would almost be better off now that he had the surgery he needed. All because Angelus had risked everything to save his life.
"Well does that really matter? I never did anyway." The male growled he wanted to slam his fist against the wall or something. Maybe if his parents face would make a good target for all of them. "You idiot! you aren't a bad influence on me and you should know that!" He only growled and rubbed his neck wondering why he had suddenly been put down. He followed after his friend but stayed back a little bit.
"You think I don't get that? It never mattered what they thought only what I thought of you. Only that mattered you should know it." He stopped talking with a small sigh just wishing his friend would believe him.
If that even worked at all.[/style]
673 ◆ Angelus ◆ He's still not aware of him being there so have fun.
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ANGELUS KUSANAGI
Teacher 
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"Making a deal with the Devil isn't so bad when its worth it."
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Post by ANGELUS KUSANAGI on Oct 14, 2012 22:17:38 GMT -5
Angelus entered the kitchen as he let Luciano to do as he pleased. He trusted the man to not to do anything stupid. He took out several ingredients and turned on the stove. He just wanted to just avoid this for the moment. There was something that he wanted to say but couldn't.
"Make yourself at home Luci..." He waved as he had his back to Luciano. He began to cut the vegetables for dinner, he figured a stew would do good for those two. He wanted to ignore the sting from back then. He figured that he never truly got over it.
He never got over the fact of what could happen. If he could have been different. Back then, after Luciano left, he didn't have anyone to care. He was truly alone in the city. He question things until one day he stopped caring. He stopped caring what happened to him. Angelus shook his head and continued cooking. "I know..." Though he didn't sounded convinced.
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Post by LUCIANO CORSO on Oct 15, 2012 1:55:25 GMT -5
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can't get back up.
we're hiding behind skin that's too tough.[/style] [atrb=valign, top, true][atrb=cellpadding, 5, true][atrb=valign, top][atrb=cellspacing, 0, true][atrb=width, 402, true][atrb=style, background: #33CCFF; border-left:1px dashed #993431;border-bottom:1px dashed #993431;][atrb=border, 0, true][STYLE=border: 4px solid #0066CC; margin-top: -5px;] [/style] [STYLE=border: 4px solid #0066CC; margin-top: -5px;] [/style] [STYLE=border: 4px solid #0066CC; margin-top: -5px;] [/style] | [atrb=style, text-align: justify; background: #33CCFF; color: #333333; padding: 10px; overflow: auto;border-right:1px dashed #993431;border-bottom:1px dashed #993431;] "SPEECH" - THOUGHTS |
[/size][STYLE=height: 300px;overflow:auto;padding:4px 4px 4px;background-color:#3399FF;] What was he supposed to do here. One it wasn't his home and two he just should be talking to Angelus. Mostly about things neither of them really wanted to bring up. Knowing both of them they would try to keep things silent as long as they could. Till one or the other brought it up. It had been that way ever since they were children and most of the time they didn't know who would bring it up first. 'Still just as stubborn...I wish I could hit you.' The thoughts were annoyed, and a tad bit concerned about him. But that was Luciano he always seemed worried or concerned about people around. Never once focusing on himself even when he had moved away. Those years away from this town had not changed his way of thinking. "Yea sure I guess." He spoke quickly with a quiet tone just looking around.
Maybe he didn't wish for his friend to hear what he had said or if he said anything wrong. Really he couldn't do that it might just make this harder. They had barely talked and if they were not careful it would upset them both. Or even just one of them depending on how this conversation went. For now they were at least alone that could help things become a little less awkward. Settling down in the kitchen he did his best to stay out of his friend's way. But he knew maybe he should say something but he didn't want to.
Had he messed things up? It was not exactly his choice to leave. Those things had just happened and now here he was. Back home again hoping that his friend would be able to get past it. So they could forgive each other to move on as friends really should. "Are you so sure you do?" It really couldn't be much more obvious then that.
He only seemed to lean back and relax now. A small sigh escaped his mouth as he waited for a response from the other male.[/style]
673 ◆ Angelus ◆ He's still not aware of him being there so have fun.
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