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Post by IGGIE VAN ALLAN on Feb 21, 2014 6:54:52 GMT
He was sure it was broken, but then again he was always sure something was broken - though shockingly enough, he'd never had a broken bone before. Not from getting hit, at any rate; as much as it fucking goddamn hurt. He was hardly paying attention to the conversation and a bit incredulous that anybody else could even go on with talking when he was standing there dripping Niagra goddamn fucking Falls from his nose.
He swallowed a mouthful of blood and nearly gagged, though he managed to fumble and catch the paper towels. The roll hit the floor but unwound when he grabbed the edge, and he managed to tear off a dozen or so. His lip curled as he peered over the bunched paper towels soaking up blood. "Fuck off." His voice was nasally, and he didn't care about the money as much as he cared about his fucking nose - his precious good looks, his good profile - right now.
He whirled on Kasper. "What the fuck. Was that about?"
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Post by KASPER HUNT on Feb 25, 2014 5:28:27 GMT
Kasper couldn't help the laugh that escaped her lips as she heard Erik's explanation on why he had hit Iggie. Kasper was never very obvious to Erik's protectiveness over her, and she was rather blind to it up until that point. Well, point being made, he wasn't happy about the situation, and Kasper was still too tired to deal with either male. "Still wasn't very nice. I kinda liked his nose not bruised and bloody" She informed her friend. Of course, she was sure he hadn't heard her at all.
She leaned against the doorframe that lead into the kitchen, arms crossed over her chest. She watched as her white-haired friend said his last words, before taking his leave. Kasper shrugged her slender shoulders, leaning back into the kitchen and grabbing her glass before taking a sip from it. Her attention finally returned to Iggie. "Well, obviously you owe Erik money. He doesn't like to wait on his money, you know" She informed him, it wasn't the dumbest thing out there. Seeing the blood still dripping from his nose, the white-haired woman shook her head, then walked out and crouched down beside him.
"If you're talking about the punch to the face that wasn't about the money, well, Erik's a very good friend who's almost my roommate and acts more like a protective older brother than anything else" She explained, grabbing a paper towel and dabbing it in her glass of water, then pressing it against the red-eyed male's face, hoping to catch some of the blood.
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Post by IGGIE VAN ALLAN on Mar 8, 2014 7:25:58 GMT
"I did too." Iggie added, casting Erik's receding form a glowering look. He turned to Kasper with the same glare.
Nobody liked to wait on money, Iggie knew this very well. But Erik seemed a little more patient than most. Iggie seemed to have a sixth sense now, when it came to who he took money from. Though with how his financial situation stretched out, there wasn't anybody who wouldn't lose their patience. There was only so far you could get with charm.
Of course the punch had nothing to do with the money. He hissed in pain when Kasper dabbed at his face, and he pulled the paper towels away, cringing. "Does it look broken?" It was hard to think about, or give a shit about anything else but the matter at hand.
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Post by KASPER HUNT on Mar 8, 2014 22:24:21 GMT
Now that Erik was gone, she didn't feel as much pressure. Well, she didn't feel much pressure at all. Actually, her whole body felt like jelly and she was sure that she was going to have to explain to Erik when she got home. Shaking her head, the white-haired woman sat cross-legged on the ground in front of Iggie, smacking at his hand when he attempted to pull away. Her light blue eyes narrowed down at him drastically. "Since the punch was on my behalf, at least let me help out and stop being a baby. Not like your nose is really the money maker" She commented, rather harshly. All she wanted to do was go back to sleep, yet it seemed the world was against her sleeping that day. Even if the day was already half over.
Kasper sighed softly as she grabbed Iggie's chin, turning his way each way as she examined his nose, before shaking her head. "Doesn't look broken to me. Might have just bruised it pretty badly. Erik has a pretty mean punch, not that he's ever punched me before" Well, not hard at least. It was true that the two of them would wrestle, and he would normally come out on top, but still. Kasper knew Erik always held back when handling her, like she was some delicate flower. She shook her head, then stood up, holding her hand down to him. "Now, really. A pretty girl's standing here, and sure you got punched in the face, but at least he wasn't like a boyfriend or something." She explained, waiting for him to take her hand to stand up. IGGIE VAN ALLAN
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Post by IGGIE VAN ALLAN on Mar 10, 2014 2:15:56 GMT
He rolled his eyes, letting Kasper tilt his head to inspect the damage. He was just relieved that nothing was broken, though neither was he keen on being bruised up for the next week. When she let go, he pressed the wad of blood-soaked paper towels back against his face. "Yeah, wow, I feel much better now." He muttered, taking her hand and standing.
He dusted himself off with his free hand and brushed past Kasper into the kitchen, pulling a bottle of Advil from a cupboard, swallowing two dry and pausing for a moment before taking a third. He put the bottle back and sighed, turning with a hand braced on the counter.
"Are you gonna make it up to me, then?"
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Post by KASPER HUNT on Mar 13, 2014 2:44:45 GMT
She had her moments where a kind instinct came out. No, actually that was her every day, expect the nights after she managed to drink herself under the table and a night in bed with a stranger. "Good. Your money maker's still in working shape, ready for the next slap in the face" Kasper said, smirking slightly as she followed him into the kitchen.
She watched as he popped over the pain killers, tossing them back into his throat. She shrugged slightly at his question. "I suppose I should. You didn't get hit on my account, but I'm sure I could make you hurt in different ways" Kasper said as she walked up to him, one hand raising to the top button she had in the hole, slowly unbuttoning it as she walked across the kitchen.
"As long as you don't wake me up again, I think we can arrange something"
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Post by IGGIE VAN ALLAN on Mar 16, 2014 5:35:41 GMT
He lifted his head, the blood dripping down his throat, metallic and warm, a nauseating taste. He barely noticed it, turning to watch Kas. He hadn't realized she'd been wearing his shirt - he recognized it now, but it was a fleeting thought, passing quickly as she unbuttoned the shirt, naked underneath.
Iggie flashed her a grin, eyes tracing the curves of her body before his hands followed. Up her hips and along her sides, he met Kasper's eyes, pushing the shirt back off her frame.
"Stay as long as you like."
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Post by MESSENGER on Mar 20, 2014 2:43:33 GMT
[attr="class","profn"]GOOD JOB [attr="class","profb"] LAIKA RAVYN and NIM each receive 2 nectar for completing a thread.
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