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Post by Veronique Poulain on Apr 7, 2009 7:43:50 GMT -5
This is a strandard dorm, with two beds, two desks, a TV, a window, a dresser, and a bathroom adjoining to Dorm 207.
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Post by Thrall Volkova on Oct 13, 2009 19:11:25 GMT -5
(OOC: Post-Back in the Game)
Eventually, Mom had escorted him to class, drama was only slightly higher than the preceding few classes, and he went back to his dorm with Rudeth and his food in tow (key lime pie- they would have to actually go get dinner later).
He sat the pie on the counter and tossed his books in his chair, searching around to grab the book he needed to finish reading by the end of the week and his goddamn Physics homework. He was still pissed at that class, not so much because the teacher was that bad or that he was having trouble, but because the last time he'd asked for help on something he was having a really bad day and actually managed to make the professor cry. That was too awkward.
Then, remembering what had happened earlier, he glanced over to Rudeth. "Hey. I have something to ask you."
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Post by Rudeth Volkova on Oct 13, 2009 23:54:47 GMT -5
Rudy, who was until that point sweeping around the room rather dramatically and reading from a script in practice for the upcoming audition for The Masque of the Red Death, stopped abruptly and glanced up at his brother.
"Oh, hey, when did you get here?" he asked, plopping down on the bed. "What's up?"
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Post by Thrall Volkova on Oct 14, 2009 0:15:59 GMT -5
Thrall smirked at his brother. "I got here when you got here, dork."
"It's about earlier today. That Jonathan dick has attacked 'Toshi, he's attacked me, and now he's attacked Carmen. I want payback."
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Post by Rudeth Volkova on Oct 14, 2009 0:31:34 GMT -5
Rudy closed the script and tossed it onto the bureau, taking a deep breath. "Well, the guy does seem like an asshat, I'll give you that," he said, after a moment. "What did you have in mind? And don't think this means I'm going to help you or anything, I just want to know what I'm going to get in trouble over before it happens." Rudy smirks.
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Post by Thrall Volkova on Oct 14, 2009 0:36:57 GMT -5
"Nah, you probably wouldn't even get in trouble over it." He sat down in his desk chair and swivelled it around to face Rudy, his hands steepled in front of him.
"I'm going to get you, and Hitoshi, and that Kazari and her little werewolf, and Yuuki if she wants, and Carmen, and anyone else they want to invite, and ask Tristan to make sure nobody pays too much attention, and I'm going to beat his candy-ass red until he knows his place."
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Post by Rudeth Volkova on Oct 14, 2009 0:45:52 GMT -5
"Hm." Rudeth drummed his fingers on his arm, thinking for a moment. "Has he actually done anything to Kazari and Gussu? I mean, I'm all for trying to teach him a lesson, though I'm not sure having a gang of people beat him to a bloody pulp is the best way to do it, but I should probably tag along and make sure you and Hitoshi don't kill him or something."
He paused, then turned to his brother. "It doesn't even sound like he's won any of the fights he's been in. Do you think ganging up on him will actually help it? It might just fuel whatever stupid self-centered logic he has into thinking that people are picking on him and make him that much worse. Couldn't we just, I dunno, get some duct tape?" Rudy pantomimed taping Jonathan's mouth shut.
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Post by Thrall Volkova on Oct 14, 2009 0:55:21 GMT -5
"I don't care if he thinks he's right," Thrall snorted. "He can have all the daddy issues he wants, or whatever's going on with him and that guy he's fucking, I just want him to stop."
"I like taping his mouth shut, though. Maybe we could do that, get Carmen to paint him, and then hang him from the outer wall first thing in the morning? I don't think he's done anything to Kazari and- Gussu, okay- but she might want to be in on it. She's impressive."
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Post by Rudeth Volkova on Oct 14, 2009 1:04:35 GMT -5
Rudy thought for a moment. "I don't mind embarrassing him, I'm just not going to do anything that will actually injure him. I can't control what you do, though." Rudeth sighed. "And you're really sure Tristan's going to help us?"
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Post by Thrall Volkova on Oct 14, 2009 1:06:28 GMT -5
"Nope," he grins. "Which is why you and Hitoshi are going to help me convince him."
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Post by Rudeth Volkova on Oct 14, 2009 1:09:10 GMT -5
Rudy smacked himself in the forehead. "So, not only are you planning on beating a helpless loudmouth senseless with a gang of like, ten people who could all beat him single-handedly, you're wanting me to convince our uncle it's a good idea and to keep Mom off of it." He sighed and pinched the bridge of his nose. "Damn it, Thrall."
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Post by Thrall Volkova on Oct 14, 2009 1:10:18 GMT -5
"What? We can schedule it so it won't interrupt your poncing-around-in-tights-and-frills practice," he smiled warmly at his brother.
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Post by Rudeth Volkova on Oct 14, 2009 1:16:35 GMT -5
"Hey! I haven't worn tights since Peter Pan, thank you very much!" Rudeth protested. "And I'm still not convinced about the whole asking Tristan part. What makes you think he'll agree with it?"
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Post by Thrall Volkova on Oct 14, 2009 1:20:04 GMT -5
He snerked. "Only because you don't always get parts."
"Because he didn't punish me for nearly slicing Jonathan's throat open, and because I'm going to point out that what I want to get him back for is because he keeps targeting family."
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Post by Rudeth Volkova on Oct 15, 2009 2:11:36 GMT -5
Rudy snorted. "The only reason I don't always get parts is because I'm stepping back to let other people have a chance to have leads"
He sighed and sat up on the bed, folding his arms behind his head and leaning onto the wall. "Alright. We can talk to Tristan about this, and I'm going to make sure you don't take it too far. Between you and 'Toshi, someone needs to be there to keep the two of you from doing any permanent damage. We want to knock his ego down a couple of notches, but more than that, and you're probably on the verge of being as bad as him, if not worse."
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Post by Thrall Volkova on Oct 15, 2009 2:25:14 GMT -5
Thrall's jaw dropped and he slammed his book onto the desk. He spent a minute composing himself (and closing his mouth to look less like a gaping fish) before responding.
"Can you seriously not tell the difference between that asshole and me? Are you absolutely fucking serious- even now, even now I- fuck you." His eyes searched Rudeth's in confusion and mild hurt.
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Post by Rudeth Volkova on Oct 15, 2009 3:20:35 GMT -5
"That's not what I meant, Thrall," he replied. "I just don't want you all to get carried away. You're not like him, and that's why I..." Rudy sighed and pinched the bridge of his nose.
"Look, it's not that I'm worried about him. I really don't care what happens to him. I just want to make sure you don't do anything you'll regret later."
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Post by Thrall Volkova on Oct 15, 2009 3:32:40 GMT -5
...Ah. That really wasn't what his brother had said at all, was it. He flushed bright red and looked away; where the hell did that come from?
Why am I so eager to teach this guy a lesson, anyway? Because he doesn't belong here, as if I give a shit? He didn't hurt Hitoshi or Carmen. Was it because he made cracks about 'Toshi being gay and I'm still chapped about that?
He made a little show of cleaning up his book where the papers had fallen out of it. "Sorry. Yeah," he sighed.
As he thought about it- it was a little that he was still freaked out about the gay thing, especially since that thing earlier in the year. He still hadn't actually told his mother the, well, the obvious at this point, and he still wasn't sure why he'd ever thought she or his dad would say something. But, mostly, it was...
...Something right on the tip of his tongue. Literally, it tasted metallic and acrid, and made him feel relaxed, thinking about hurting that thing. Whatever it was. Whatever-
"What?" He looked at Rudy, realizing he'd missed whatever his brother had just said.
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Post by Rudeth Volkova on Oct 15, 2009 3:48:20 GMT -5
Rudy sighed, shaking his head. "I asked if you were actually still planning on touring colleges. I mean, it's not like you're actually going to leave."
He paused, looking up at his brother. "You...will stay here, right? I mean, it's not like you can't do whatever you're wanting to do out there just as well here."
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Post by Thrall Volkova on Oct 15, 2009 4:29:10 GMT -5
Thrall sighed again and looked pleadingly at his brother.
"Rudeth. Mom's taking me and Hitomi next week. You know even dad's said our university's more like a supernatural support thing. We've been here since mom took the job, it was tutoring before that, even Sophie's got a better idea of the normal world than we do."
"And I do want to... well... at least see. At least one year. It's not gonna be any less." He looked pleadingly at Rudeth.
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Post by Rudeth Volkova on Oct 15, 2009 15:56:10 GMT -5
Rudeth sighed, rolling up his script and hefting himself to his feet. "Yeah, sure," he muttered. "Look, I need to run lines for tomorrow, so... I guess either you can help me or I can go find Sofie. Or something."
Thrall wouldn't actually leave. He'd go out hunting for colleges, come back disappointed, and then things would go back to the way they were before. That was how it was supposed to be, after all.
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Post by Thrall Volkova on Oct 15, 2009 19:14:09 GMT -5
Thrall looked away. "I'd like to help you, but I've got work to do. Can we meet at dinner, at like eight maybe?"
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Post by Rudeth Volkova on Oct 15, 2009 19:18:31 GMT -5
Rudy forced a smile. "Yeah, sure," he replied. "I'll see you around then, I guess. And we'll make sure to talk to Tristan the next chance we get."
He tucked the script under his arm and headed out the door.
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