Do not fall in love with people like me. I will take you to museums, and parks, and monuments, and kiss you in every beautiful place, so that you can never go back to them without tasting me like blood in your mouth. I will destroy you in the most beautiful way possible. And when I leave you will finally understand, why storms are named after people.
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“She’s my best friend, but think. This will end the war. Both sides lost so much… We lost so much. It’s enough.” Confused, as always, Doffy folowed her eyes and raised an eyebrow. “But it’s good. Che- Ok, ok. Lead the way.” Without an extra word, Diego got up and put his coat, then messed with his hair even more. “Where?“
❝ — I’m thinking and I really love the idea of ending this, but is sacrificing on our health worth it? They tortured them. ❞ She sighed, it wasn’t worth to fight against it or to make herself mad for something that she knew Doffy had really thought about it. ❝ — Don’t I always? ❞ Um sorriso de lado foi dado antes de começar a andar para a porta. ❝ — Just trust me, it’s going to be good for your plans too. ❞
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If Leo was not really worried about a dozen of things, he would comment on how fucking hot Reyna got just by looking at him like that. Bitting his tongue, he nodded and looked around. She was right. He knew that. She was always right when it was about stuff that needed more than two brain cells or it wasn’t about hitting metal against metal. So, that last part gave him an idea. Slowly, he got closer, letting his hand next to hers. “Yeah. I’m. Some woman that is half god, but for my eyes she’s all goddes.” And much lower, he finished with: “Even the Goddes envy her when she smiles.”
❝ — Really? Lucky her then... ❞ She knew he was flirting with her and the gods knew she wanted to enable him to go further and to actually act on those feelings that were as usual burning between them like flames igning it on a closed room, but she couldn’t let herself get distracted, not now and she had promised to herself that she would put an end to whatever the hell was hapenning between them. ❝ — Leo... ❞ One of her hands moved to his chest as to stop him from getting closer, but instead she ended up losing her balance and getting closer to him for a second. ❝ — I was going to say let’s not do this tonight...But fuck it. We’re supposed to let go tonight right? ❞
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“You know very well that we should have tried to stop that fight in the first place… You’re gounded because your father is very, very against violence, babe.” If another person listened to Josh that moment, wouldn’t even think he wasn’t the one whispering to the other guy how weak Evan was. Lies, of course, but fun lies. “Are you trying to seduce me while your father isn’t here so when I get to kiss you he appears from the shadows like last time? How evil someone so beautiful can be?”
❝ — How could us? I would have to beat Jason or Evan for that and you know that my father is very, very against violence, darling...So..You see? My hands were tied! ❞ She was laughing through her words, both of them had not only really incite the fight but watched closely to see the so wanted blood coming through Jason’s face after being hit so many times by Evan that he couldn’t even remember where he was. ❝ — I would never. But if you want to...We could go upstairs and lock the door, but that would be definitly more dangerous, I mean get us kissing is one thing, now getting caught fucking? That...Ok, that already happened, but hey, it’s always 50% 50% right? ❞
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Keith levantou os olhos para encarar Loshi e deu de ombros levemente. “I don’t know. I had a nightmare. I guess.” Depois de suspirar, se virou na cama, puxando-a para mais perto. “Can you imagine me not being her son? Like being from another woman? That was my nightmare.”
❝ — You were crying ‘cause you dreamed about not being your mother’s son? ❞ A small laugh came out of herlips before she actually started stroking his hair very slightly with a in love look that she always would wear when with him. ❝ — No. I can’t imagine that happening...Come on, let’s go downstairs so I can cuddle you. ❞
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“I need two hands holding me to not kill them. Who gave her the idea that I know what I’m doing, Lilith?” Stressed, Gael moved her hands to where two little ones started to fight. “I’ll just watch. That’s it. I’m done. Help, save me. I’ll obey you for a week if you help me here.”
❝ — I think it was Gaspard or one of your other sibilings, they like to fuck you up. ❞ A small laugh left Lilith’s lips before she clapped really loud and smiled for the kids. ❝ — GATHER UP LITTLE GODS! We’ll play a war game today, but for that I need you to make two groups and decide a leader, then you can come here and talk to me and your teacher. ❞ She looked back at Gael. ❝ — That will keep them occupy. ❞
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His eyes raised from the papers in his desk to look at her. “You mean the part where I talked to Johanna and Gaspard and made them our allies for now?” Doffy raised an eyebrow and relaxed on his chair. “Or my plans for dinner?”
❝ — Both. The first one because they are psychos and you’re playing a important role in re-traumatize Reyna and Leo. The second one because.. ❞ Mileva looked down to where the chinese menu was standing and rolled her eyes. ❝ — This place sucks. Come one, grab your coat, I’m taking you to a real dinner. ❞
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“Ray… Fine. Fine. But this is such a bad idea. And I’m the one saying it, so… They’re a bunch of psychos. They… Ok, I’m not saing anything about that.” Leo moved his head and then rested agains the wall. “But I’ll say that you look fine af, mamazita. You sould dress formal more times.”
❝ — I said don’t. ❞ Reyna sighed, her arms being crossed across her chest while she looked at the party, it was almost finished and night time was falling, but she had that bad feeling in her chest. Leo warning her about it wasn’t exactlying helping. ❝ — Listen, I know that, but how can I say no? They have advantage on us, we won because THEY wanted us to. So can you just chill? ❞ Her eyes were rolled, but soon after she gave herself the pleasure of looking Leo piece by piece. ❝ — Well, you don’t look that bad either. Trying to impress someone? ❞
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“And when do WE need to incite a bad behaviour with any of our friends? But… You’re kind telling him how easy it would be to just push that guy from the roof. Yeah, sure, they argued, but… Extreme right? I’m into it. Is it like a kinky?”
❝ — Well...It was pretty easy wasn’t it? It’s not my fault that he decided to fight with Evan on the rooftop near the edge and I just pointed how easy it woudl be...It’s not like he is dead tho, so I shouldn’t be punished, right? My only kink is you, honey the rest is just a preference. ❞
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‘Wow, look at that, is it another mother fucker ignoring what I tell them to do it?‘ Breathing hard, Gael closed her eyes and tried hard, very hard, to not go crazy and start scream at the boys. Little boys who surrounded her. “You know what? You can go play soccer or practice your skills.” Tired, she just moved her hands and got away from all of the kids. She wasn’t EVER, EVER going to do another favor for Cassandra and cover a teacher. She didn’t have the psichological for that. “I hate my life.”
❝ — Well, that was really a teaching skill... ❞ Lilith was definitly being sarcastic while getting closer, it wasn’t trying to be mean, she just thought it was funny that Gael couldn’t keep little kids in their place when she was the older and stronger among them and their teacher. ❝ — Need a little hand? ❞
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Thomas was sleeping as a rock on Keith’s bed. It wasn’t a new thing, far from it. The only ‘new part’ was that Keith wasn’t there with him. He was focused on his own reflection on the mirror. Not because he was admiring himself (this time), but because he had been crying for some minutes and didn’t even know why. Confuse, he rubbed his eyes and cleared his throat. “You know, Tommy, if you start to snore, Imma punch your face.” He said with a low voice, while tried to ignore the person at the door.
❝ — Keith? ❞ A voz de Loshi saiu baixa, para que não acordasse Thomas, mesmo que soubesse que ele não seria perturbado nem mesmo se começasse a gritar, afinal Thomas conseguia dormir mesmo com uma bomba atômica sendo estourada se estivesse cansado o suficiente. A loira se aproximou calmamente do outro colocando a mão em seu ombro. ❝ — Are you okay sunshine? ❞
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❝ — I don’t mean to be condescending, but you should know better than that. ❞
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❝ — Don’t. Whatever is that you have to say about it, don’t. It’s just one night, we party with them, they get the hell out of our camp and we deserve a night of drinking and not caring. So, please...Don’t say anything. ❞
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❝ — Yeah, so now I’m grounded because I apparently was ‘incinting’ bad behaviour. Like the Kauffman needed anyone telling them how to misbehave, can you belive it? ❞
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“Don’t give me that look. I used to come home covered in blood. I don’t see the ‘extra violence’ Cassie is talking so much about it.” Slowly, his eyes followed her hand upstairs and exiled. Everything would be so easy if they were still teenagers.Things used to be so easy without the responsibility of lives on his shoulders…. Ok, lifes he cared. Ok, life he had created. Ok, fuck it. It wouldn’t be that easy even before. But the children were their responsability because… They were their sons and daughters. “My children, Johanna? I’m trying to control them, but do you think it was possible one day? Not even when they were at your womb, they behaved.”
❝ — Then fucking control Cassandra and tell her to man up. It’s just a little blood. They do this every week, I have no time nor the energy or the patience to actually deal with bullshit of Loshi and Evan being two little shits. ❞ Her neck vein was pumping and her eyes were twiching in different colors and there was so much anger that Johanna couldn’t even breath properly without rage. ❝ — Well, I don’t remember fucking anyone else, so yeah, your children. I’m sure you’ll find a way because they don’t listen to me and we both know that if I’m the one having this conversation things will get out of tcontrol. One day. I ask for one day of peace and this happens. Everyfucking week! I’m going to talkto Cassie myself, it’s impossible that only our children are being punished forviolence when she’s the one teaching them how to fucking fight. ❞
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Just like always, his wife was a sign to behold. Entering the house like she owned, made him shiver anda hide a smile. Gods he loved her. With arms crossed, he watched them go upstairs. “I was called from the restaurant as well. Aparently they used too much violence during a training and… Basicly blood was everywhere.” Gaspard looked at her and raised an eyebrow. “Jure, bae.” When they got alone, he breathed a soft “Am I in trouble?”.
❝ — Do I look like I give a fuck? For the gods, they have teachers for that don’t they? Why the fuck they were fighting over this time? ❞ Her eyes were rolled and her hand pointed upstairs like she was making a point on just pointing to where their children had run up to screaming about being unfair. ❝ — Can you, please, control your children before I use my father’s way of things and decide that for giving them life I can also take it from them? ❞
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❝ — Care to explain why am I having to get out of the hospital to deal with this? ❞ Her voice was clearly in a tone that showed to everyone how pissed Johanna was for being at home having to deal with her children bad behavior instead of being at work. ❝ — You three...Upstairs, now. I don’t give a fuck where you suposed to be, you’re grounded for making me pissed off, so get the fuck out of my sight. Gaspard...A word? ❞
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❝ — How to explain me what? ❞ Johanna slightly lifted her body from behind the flower bushes that she was tending to in the garden right in front of the porch. Slowly she got up brushing the dirty off of her knees and taking off her garden gloves before smiling softly staring at Gaspard with that curious, but murderous look of someone who didn’t want to be lied to. ❝ — Whatever it is the best way to go it’s just spit it out. ❞
Gaspard was sitting for a very long time in the same position at the front of his house. It was night an very chilly, but still, he just stayed there, looking around and letting sink in that he had just had his first - ever - session with a therapist. One that was human, cousin of someone and specialized in War PTSD. He laughed at himself at how fucking hard it was to just introduce himself to the guy. And somehow he felt a little better? - “How am I going to explain that to Joh?” - Scraching his head, Gaspard laughed low. He sighed and took his phone, sending a message to Taylor saying that he would like to repeat next week. And also remembered to add a litte sorry for the marks he had left into the face.
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