Dane Pablo Angelo's || 23 || Forcefields ~ 'Finish it. Always.'
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firewcrk
solomon kept his distance, sitting on the edge of the bed, drinking the alcohol that was almost finished in his cup. eyes shifted to look at dane when he chuckled. he seemed to have remembered that memory too. it was always a mystery how solomon was at the right place at the right time. but it definitely changed a lot of things in his high school life. “ yea, and we ended up getting sophomore prince and princess. so dumb, but i get it. ” he laughed. “ what about you, when did you end up getting your powers? ”
“I got them when I got them.” He finished his short phrase with a lazy shrug. He wasn’t necessarily the most forthcoming of people, and this particular tale of his life was not one he liked to part with easily. “I think I was born with them, maybe, but they didn’t really show up until later. And then I got even more...” With a confused sigh, Dane hopped off his bed and set his cup down on the desk near his bed. Beginning to pace, he ran his hands through his hair, shirt riding up and exposing some skin. “
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Long legs pulled up beneath Dane, crisscrossing, his cup already nearly half empty between the palms of his hands. He watched the shadows of leaves dance across the opposite wall of his room, cast from the immense trees several yards away from his window by the sun above. Solomon’s tale made him chuckle. “That makes sense. Everyone talked about you and her for like two weeks after that. Didn’t she invite you to homecoming after that or something?” It was strange, reminiscing on the past in a positive way. Pretty rare for him.
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With an audible exclamation of disgust that sounded somewhere between a squeak and a grunt, Dane leaned as far back from Solomon’s reach as he could. As if the other’s hand was contagious or something. “My hair, my business. Whatever. By the way, how the hell did you end up here in the first place? When did you get powers? Did you hide them like I did?”
he rolled his eyes again, and he pulled away. he took another sip of the alcohol and he thought about the first time he had his powers. he was sixteen. “ do you remember that one time there was a huge fight, and elizabeth johnson ended up getting pushed by one of those douchebags in the football team, and she ended up falling over the ledge of the second floor, but then i mysteriously ended up being at the right place at the right time to grab her. i ended up using my powers then. i ended up slowing things down, and well, i saved her from a broken back. ” he stated. “ i was shocked at what i could do, and since it was easy to hide them, i was fine. it was when i could make things explode that freaked me out. ”
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“Aw, damn...” Though he pouted, his already rosy cheeks got just a bit more pink at the compliment. He liked that quite a bit. Still, it was clear even in his inebriated state that Shaun didn’t look quite as energetic as usual. Which sucked, seeing as he was just the person he was hoping to hang with. “I’ve just had too much free time. Not like you, I see,” he praised, patting the shorter man’s arm. “Is there anything you want me to get for you at least, bro? Snacks, a massage?”
fastpvssycat
boy, what a month this has been: it was bad enough that some hazard of spring villain ravaged the whole tri-state area with the bane of all allergens, but it was doubled considering the blonde was on call at the hospital that day. while he wasn’t affected personally by the pollen, shaun spent all of his time trying to help save as many as he could the affects of the yellow dust. now that pollenspree was subdued & the threat was averted, the exhausted blonde found himself back in hq, still in his violet scrubs. he nearly hissed ( out of habit ) when he heard dane’s megaphone of a voice. but before he could utter anything, his nose subtly twitch, causing a deadpan of stare.
“ you’re buzzed as hell, aren’t you? ”
“I’m still in complete and total control of my faculties!” Dane announced in response - obviously proving the other’s point that he was, indeed, significantly buzzed. Still, he was somehow able to maintain himself, physically, not stumbling or slurring his words in the slightest even for having drank as much as he did. Even his eyes were clear. “Why are you asking? Do you wanna be, too?”
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“ i can’t believe you let your hair go wild like that, ” he laughed, letting his fingers run through dane’s curls. solomon chuckled, taking one of the mugs and taking a sip of his drink. “ buddies, like we could be buddies, ” he rolled his eyes, but in the back of his mind, perhaps they would be, if they let this–– rivalry end. he gazed back at dane and he grinned. “ how about we just be. you and me. ”
With an audible exclamation of disgust that sounded somewhere between a squeak and a grunt, Dane leaned as far back from Solomon’s reach as he could. As if the other’s hand was contagious or something. “My hair, my business. Whatever. By the way, how the hell did you end up here in the first place? When did you get powers? Did you hide them like I did?”
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With an exaggerated huff, the tall, rosy-cheeked young man threw himself onto the other side of this bed, curls flopping and bottles of juice and alcohol tumbling over. Capped, thankfully, until he began working them open to set up two drinks in reusable mugs for them. Him and Solomon. Ugh. “I can’t believe I’m letting you in my room…” he mumbled under his breath, before handing Solomon’s over. “Guess I’m desperate for a drinking buddy. Though I wouldn’t call you a buddy. More like… some guy. Know what I mean?”
“ i can’t believe you let your hair go wild like that, ” he laughed, letting his fingers run through dane’s curls. solomon chuckled, taking one of the mugs and taking a sip of his drink. “ buddies, like we could be buddies, ” he rolled his eyes, but in the back of his mind, perhaps they would be, if they let this–– rivalry end. he gazed back at dane and he grinned. “ how about we just be. you and me. ”
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With an exaggerated huff, the tall, rosy-cheeked young man threw himself onto the other side of this bed, curls flopping and bottles of juice and alcohol tumbling over. Capped, thankfully, until he began working them open to set up two drinks in reusable mugs for them. Him and Solomon. Ugh. “I can’t believe I’m letting you in my room...” he mumbled under his breath, before handing Solomon’s over. “Guess I’m desperate for a drinking buddy. Though I wouldn’t call you a buddy. More like... some guy. Know what I mean?”
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After a few more long seconds of walking - or more like ardent striding - and Dane leading the way, his particular bedroom door came into view as soon as they rounded one more corner. “You drink, right? I don’t remember,” he stated as he led the way in, allowing Solomon to cross the threshold while he held the door open. The room was brightly lit and a little breezy, the blinds up and windows open as far as could be - which wasn’t very far, due to Dane’s last escapade. On the rustled, comfy blankets rested his open laptop, bag of chips, and bottles of tequila and juice, to which he gestured. “Drink with me? Or eat chips with me. Either way, I can finally stand you a little.”
this was different. dane talking to him, approaching the other, and allowing him to come follow him to his room. perhaps he was really drunk or something. he didn’t know. but he didn’t complain. solomon followed the other, and he didn’t say much. he had never been in dane’s room before, and it was very brightly lit, homey even. he smiled, as he sat down, and nodded at the other. “ yea, i drink, ” he chuckled. he watched the other. “ wow, how lucky of me, ” he laughed. “ pour me a drink then. ”
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firewcrk
a slight blush could be seen on solomon’s face the moment the other stated that he was taking him to his room. he didn’t know why, but it gave him flashbacks of their one night they had together, alone, and being intimate. that was no longer the case now. “ umm–– ok, ” he chuckled awkwardly. “ well that’s good, i guess. ” solomon stated, not letting go of dane, choosing not to in that moment.
After a few more long seconds of walking - or more like ardent striding - and Dane leading the way, his particular bedroom door came into view as soon as they rounded one more corner. “You drink, right? I don’t remember,” he stated as he led the way in, allowing Solomon to cross the threshold while he held the door open. The room was brightly lit and a little breezy, the blinds up and windows open as far as could be - which wasn’t very far, due to Dane’s last escapade. On the rustled, comfy blankets rested his open laptop, bag of chips, and bottles of tequila and juice, to which he gestured. “Drink with me? Or eat chips with me. Either way, I can finally stand you a little.”
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“ oh right, so lame, ” he rolled his eyes, not having a choice to follow dane since he had taken a hold. eyes shifted up to the taller male, and he laughed. “ where are we going anyway? ” he said. “ you’re not going to lead me to my death or something, because this was not the way i wanted to go, ” he teased. “ but for real though, where are we going? ” he stated.
“My room? Duh.” He stated as if it were obvious. “Honestly you’ve pissed me off enough to think about killing you before, but you don’t have to worry about that now.” Even so, Dane loosened his grip just enough so Solomon could pull away if he wanted to. Which he knew was likely, given how they treated one another. “Legit all my friends are busy so I need you to come with me. Um, please.”
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solomon turned to see the other male that was trying to get his attention. a soft chuckle and a bit of confusion came across him. “ wait me? ” he laughed, eyes following the other as he was approached. this was different, and solomon was confused, but he could smell the bit of alcohol in his breath and he laughed. “ have you been drinking, angelo? ” he asked, but he knew the answer. “ you sure you want to hang with me? ”
He’d been having a pretty lame day so far. Nothing bad, nor particularly good. Just... meh. So like he usually did on days like this, Dane decided to drink - he was just pretty surprised to realize he had to drink a lot more than usual to get to the buzz he liked. A few bottles later, and he was willing enough to approach Solomon of all people. “Shut up and come with me, Sparkles,” Dane said without malice, taking the other by the wrist and easily leading him back where Dane had come. “I know you don’t have shit to do anyway, you’re like, so lame.”
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fastpvssycat
boy, what a month this has been: it was bad enough that some hazard of spring villain ravaged the whole tri-state area with the bane of all allergens, but it was doubled considering the blonde was on call at the hospital that day. while he wasn’t affected personally by the pollen, shaun spent all of his time trying to help save as many as he could the affects of the yellow dust. now that pollenspree was subdued & the threat was averted, the exhausted blonde found himself back in hq, still in his violet scrubs. he nearly hissed ( out of habit ) when he heard dane’s megaphone of a voice. but before he could utter anything, his nose subtly twitch, causing a deadpan of stare.
“ you’re buzzed as hell, aren’t you? ”
“I’m still in complete and total control of my faculties!” Dane announced in response - obviously proving the other’s point that he was, indeed, significantly buzzed. Still, he was somehow able to maintain himself, physically, not stumbling or slurring his words in the slightest even for having drank as much as he did. Even his eyes were clear. “Why are you asking? Do you wanna be, too?”
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“Yo!” The voice, usually soft and a tad raspy, was raised higher than usual to catch the attention of the guy heading down the hall. Dane sped up to him with an unnatural quickness, crossing the yards between them in a few steps and stopping behind his acquaintance with flushed cheeks and a little lazy smile - tinge of alcohol on his breath. “What’s up? What are you doing? I hope it’s nothing, ‘cause I’m bored.”
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omg he showered&shaved plus put on a tshirt
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