Pressure Chapter Preview + Busy Evening is BUSY
*showing off another icon* littlelinor gave me this one. Also blame her for getting me hooked on Jay's Japanese voice. I swear <3 sure that game might not be as popular as the rest (I love it though) BUT HIS VOICE. I think it's probably the first game I actually want to play now, just to hear a character's voice. Wow. That's kinda creepy XD
Um but yes...short update ish thing is short. It's mostly for my own benefit too and--er, if you comment on this PLEASE tell me to get off my lazy a**, and actually finish this chapter, m'kay?
OH yeah, that means *SPOILER WARNING* for those who read Pressure. This is Tyki's POV (it's not finished) and a little of Lavi's (also not finished). While it's somewhat easy to write, I'm just procrastinating.
Also to those this pertains to:
A) I'm about to watch...um...a chick flick movie with my roommates (and one roommates new boyfriend XD), because it's the Monday before Thanksgiving, and most of us are going home Tuesday afternoon.
B) I STILL haven't finished that freakin' paper yet *dies a little* I have one part I haven't even started on, and two parts I need to finish. It's at 4 and a half pages. The minimum is 5. So I think I'll be fine. *just needs to, y'know, finish it*
C) Might go to caroling practice at 8:30PM. Maybe. Possibly.
And here's the actual, um, chapter so far. *nod* (EDIT: Sorry for the squashed quality again. It seems like whenever I copy-paste something in from microsoft word--it LOOKS fine on the 'edit journal' screen...but it's not when I actually preview it. Um, not quite sure how to fix it so *bows head* (I would go into the HTML format and change it, but that's scaring me right now o.o I SWEAR it's like "colorcode#####" and I'm like "WHAT THE HECK IS THAT SUPPOSED TO MEAN D8?"
-------(T Y K I ‘S P O V)-------
This was not the kind of phone call I had wanted to get. With the gorgeous boy shifting farther away from me-taking the initiative to, with the distraction-simply put, it hadn’t been timed correctly. It really hadn’t.
And why hadn’t I been surprised by the scathing look? I more than deserved it, though it was a little more than interesting that he had reacted so strongly-I hadn’t even done anything to him yet. Not really. All I had said was about Lavi, and maybe the man would be happy to know I told him? Or maybe he would be angry?
But I hadn’t worried about it then.
Maybe I should have now, at the little slip up. I wanted to keep him after all, didn’t I?
But oh no, that didn’t matter now.
Now when I was standing in front of two tired out teenage heaps, and a very flustered Sheryl, pacing back and forth and back and forth-“Brother, would you stop?” I droned, but it did no good. He just continued to pace and bite his nails, and stare daggers at the two half-dead teens lounging on his couch.
“You very well know, I shouldn’t allow either of you into my home again!” He spat, “with such reckless behavior-”
“We weren’t the reckless ones.” Devit moaned, shifting a little, letting Jasdero’s head flop on his lap.
“Of course you weren’t-but you lied! Lied!” He pointed an accusing finger at the both of them, “I wouldn’t be surprised if that was where she picked up such a bad habit!”
“You mean like where she picked up that she needed to date the enemy just to get your panties in a bunch?” I resisted the urge to laugh at that, at the smug, but tired look on his face-and the livid one on Sheryl’s.
“What exactly is that supposed to mean?!” He hissed out, lowly, eyes glaring poison-tipped needles at the two boys.
Neither so much as flinched.
“It’s just a phase!” he continued, writing off his lack of intimidation like it was nothing, “She’ll snap out of it once she realizes the full extent of who they are!” Then his eyes turned to me, and he looked near desperate-“And Tyki! Why on earth did you-you-not rush here immediately after-”
“Because I was still helping with the project, brother.” I cut him off, shifting my weight on numbing feet, “In case you forgot, it was also a part of,” I glanced at the two teens and sighed, “I hadn’t expected a call from you.”
“Well you should!”
“Not when I’m expecting one from the Earl, brother.”
He visibly flinched at that, and a part of me smirked at the thought. One-up-ing brother dearest hardly ever happened, and when it did it had to be relished because it was more than likely that he would one-up you…or…two-up, three-up, or just own you and-I tried to keep the grimace off my face.
“But you will look for her, won’t you?” Like it didn’t matter that it was our boss that had-“You have to! You have the-the duty! She’s your niece!”
“And I’m her Uncle,” Which was saying pretty much the same thing, “But I suppose I can, before the Earl calls, anyway. If not then, sorry, but Road will have to wait.” After all he knew how serious it was to defy the Earl, and after he so graciously took us in all those years ago…we were bound to him.
That realization seemed to hit then, albeit late, but he stopped and turned fully now-taking as many grand steps as needed, and then he was in front of me, “That’s fine…just please.”
“Do you have any idea where she went, though?” I was almost surprised he hadn’t told me yet, but then he probably didn’t know.
“Unfortunately I don’t, but,” He turned a scathing look to the two lounging on the couch, “But these two, however, said it was near where I picked them up.”
“I memorized the numba on the mail box!” Jasdero groaned out tiredly, waving his hand, “I can tell ya-if we dun have to go or if we do we can sleep in da-oww!” Devit kicked him, harshly, in the stomach.
“Shut up,” He droned, “And it wasn’t you who memorized it-it was me, so Sheryl could actually come and find us.” They shot glares at each other, that died just as quickly, but it was almost too childish that-
If they asked. I’d say no. Even if they knew where she was.
“And the reason you didn’t attempt to look for Road while you were out?” I wondered, earning a scowl from Sheryl.
“It was a lapse in judgment! And they didn’t tell me she was-was-I thought they were being lazy and that she had gone home already!”
‘Of course,’ But I didn’t say that out loud. Instead I sighed, “Right. So she’s near where you picked these two,” I stared at the two teens, who were now shoving each other like children, “up?”
Sheryl nodded his head, “And I have a very important business call I must take! I’m sure you understand!”
And I was pretty sure, well, no. If he didn’t have such an important job, the likelihood of him searching for Road was extremely high.
“She doesn’t have her cell phone on?”
“I tried calling her.”
Another sigh. Great. Just great, “I really shouldn’t,” I reminded him yet again, “But I will…try.”
His eyes lit up at that, pure and unadulterated joy, and for a moment I thought he would try and-and-
“Brother.”
At least it was just a hug.
“Aww!” And it got the two to stop quarreling on the couch. It even made them giggle, “Brotherly love is so much fun, isn’t it?~”
I really hated the fact he was taller than me, “Mmhm~” And that he was nuzzling into my hair. And agreeing with them.
“Brother,”
“Hmm?”
I elbowed him none too gently in the ribs, “Off now,” it wouldn’t be too long before his hands would start moving again (regrettably, unfortunately), “and you two,” both twins didn’t seem particularly threatened. I’d have to change that, “Since you memorized the number,” I pointed to Jasdero, “You’re coming with me.”
They both looked oddly horrified at that. It was almost funny.
“Bu-bu-but…” he pointed lamely at Devit.
“It was me.”
“Do I look like I care which one of you it was?” They both tensed, and straightened up. Ah, much better. At least they’d take the chance to listen to me now, “Because I don’t. Now get up-we’re going.”
“But-” Thankfully Devit had enough common sense in him to shut Jasdero up.
And for the umpteenth time that day I wondered about my sanity levels. Wondered about them, and how frail they would be-when the two didn’t stop arguing, even as we headed out to the car. Even as we got in the car. Even as we backed out and-
“Would you two shut up?!” And maybe I was glad, just a little bit, of the very apparent threat hanging in the air.
Oh they knew alright. They knew what would happen if they didn’t shut their mouths, and simply do what they said they would. Simply navigate towards wherever Road had decided to scamper off to.
An image of that boy with white hair that I had met so long ago at the Cross Diner (well, it wasn’t too long ago was it? I was certain of that) flashed through my mind, and I sighed, too quietly for the two in the back to hear.
She was probably going to go visit him. Hadn’t she been trying to before? Not that it really mattered, of course, But if she is then, she might not want to leave.
It took fast thinking and many shouts of complaints from the two in the back, as I swerved around one of the corners they had pointed to
(L A V I’s POV)
“Honestly, you two don’t even have a proper dining room set!” It was actually really, really funny watching her go back and forth, from the pot on the stove (checking to make sure the rice didn’t burn)
Um but yes...short update ish thing is short. It's mostly for my own benefit too and--er, if you comment on this PLEASE tell me to get off my lazy a**, and actually finish this chapter, m'kay?
OH yeah, that means *SPOILER WARNING* for those who read Pressure. This is Tyki's POV (it's not finished) and a little of Lavi's (also not finished). While it's somewhat easy to write, I'm just procrastinating.
Also to those this pertains to:
A) I'm about to watch...um...a chick flick movie with my roommates (and one roommates new boyfriend XD), because it's the Monday before Thanksgiving, and most of us are going home Tuesday afternoon.
B) I STILL haven't finished that freakin' paper yet *dies a little* I have one part I haven't even started on, and two parts I need to finish. It's at 4 and a half pages. The minimum is 5. So I think I'll be fine. *just needs to, y'know, finish it*
C) Might go to caroling practice at 8:30PM. Maybe. Possibly.
And here's the actual, um, chapter so far. *nod* (EDIT: Sorry for the squashed quality again. It seems like whenever I copy-paste something in from microsoft word--it LOOKS fine on the 'edit journal' screen...but it's not when I actually preview it. Um, not quite sure how to fix it so *bows head* (I would go into the HTML format and change it, but that's scaring me right now o.o I SWEAR it's like "colorcode#####" and I'm like "WHAT THE HECK IS THAT SUPPOSED TO MEAN D8?"
-------(T Y K I ‘S P O V)-------
This was not the kind of phone call I had wanted to get. With the gorgeous boy shifting farther away from me-taking the initiative to, with the distraction-simply put, it hadn’t been timed correctly. It really hadn’t.
And why hadn’t I been surprised by the scathing look? I more than deserved it, though it was a little more than interesting that he had reacted so strongly-I hadn’t even done anything to him yet. Not really. All I had said was about Lavi, and maybe the man would be happy to know I told him? Or maybe he would be angry?
But I hadn’t worried about it then.
Maybe I should have now, at the little slip up. I wanted to keep him after all, didn’t I?
But oh no, that didn’t matter now.
Now when I was standing in front of two tired out teenage heaps, and a very flustered Sheryl, pacing back and forth and back and forth-“Brother, would you stop?” I droned, but it did no good. He just continued to pace and bite his nails, and stare daggers at the two half-dead teens lounging on his couch.
“You very well know, I shouldn’t allow either of you into my home again!” He spat, “with such reckless behavior-”
“We weren’t the reckless ones.” Devit moaned, shifting a little, letting Jasdero’s head flop on his lap.
“Of course you weren’t-but you lied! Lied!” He pointed an accusing finger at the both of them, “I wouldn’t be surprised if that was where she picked up such a bad habit!”
“You mean like where she picked up that she needed to date the enemy just to get your panties in a bunch?” I resisted the urge to laugh at that, at the smug, but tired look on his face-and the livid one on Sheryl’s.
“What exactly is that supposed to mean?!” He hissed out, lowly, eyes glaring poison-tipped needles at the two boys.
Neither so much as flinched.
“It’s just a phase!” he continued, writing off his lack of intimidation like it was nothing, “She’ll snap out of it once she realizes the full extent of who they are!” Then his eyes turned to me, and he looked near desperate-“And Tyki! Why on earth did you-you-not rush here immediately after-”
“Because I was still helping with the project, brother.” I cut him off, shifting my weight on numbing feet, “In case you forgot, it was also a part of,” I glanced at the two teens and sighed, “I hadn’t expected a call from you.”
“Well you should!”
“Not when I’m expecting one from the Earl, brother.”
He visibly flinched at that, and a part of me smirked at the thought. One-up-ing brother dearest hardly ever happened, and when it did it had to be relished because it was more than likely that he would one-up you…or…two-up, three-up, or just own you and-I tried to keep the grimace off my face.
“But you will look for her, won’t you?” Like it didn’t matter that it was our boss that had-“You have to! You have the-the duty! She’s your niece!”
“And I’m her Uncle,” Which was saying pretty much the same thing, “But I suppose I can, before the Earl calls, anyway. If not then, sorry, but Road will have to wait.” After all he knew how serious it was to defy the Earl, and after he so graciously took us in all those years ago…we were bound to him.
That realization seemed to hit then, albeit late, but he stopped and turned fully now-taking as many grand steps as needed, and then he was in front of me, “That’s fine…just please.”
“Do you have any idea where she went, though?” I was almost surprised he hadn’t told me yet, but then he probably didn’t know.
“Unfortunately I don’t, but,” He turned a scathing look to the two lounging on the couch, “But these two, however, said it was near where I picked them up.”
“I memorized the numba on the mail box!” Jasdero groaned out tiredly, waving his hand, “I can tell ya-if we dun have to go or if we do we can sleep in da-oww!” Devit kicked him, harshly, in the stomach.
“Shut up,” He droned, “And it wasn’t you who memorized it-it was me, so Sheryl could actually come and find us.” They shot glares at each other, that died just as quickly, but it was almost too childish that-
If they asked. I’d say no. Even if they knew where she was.
“And the reason you didn’t attempt to look for Road while you were out?” I wondered, earning a scowl from Sheryl.
“It was a lapse in judgment! And they didn’t tell me she was-was-I thought they were being lazy and that she had gone home already!”
‘Of course,’ But I didn’t say that out loud. Instead I sighed, “Right. So she’s near where you picked these two,” I stared at the two teens, who were now shoving each other like children, “up?”
Sheryl nodded his head, “And I have a very important business call I must take! I’m sure you understand!”
And I was pretty sure, well, no. If he didn’t have such an important job, the likelihood of him searching for Road was extremely high.
“She doesn’t have her cell phone on?”
“I tried calling her.”
Another sigh. Great. Just great, “I really shouldn’t,” I reminded him yet again, “But I will…try.”
His eyes lit up at that, pure and unadulterated joy, and for a moment I thought he would try and-and-
“Brother.”
At least it was just a hug.
“Aww!” And it got the two to stop quarreling on the couch. It even made them giggle, “Brotherly love is so much fun, isn’t it?~”
I really hated the fact he was taller than me, “Mmhm~” And that he was nuzzling into my hair. And agreeing with them.
“Brother,”
“Hmm?”
I elbowed him none too gently in the ribs, “Off now,” it wouldn’t be too long before his hands would start moving again (regrettably, unfortunately), “and you two,” both twins didn’t seem particularly threatened. I’d have to change that, “Since you memorized the number,” I pointed to Jasdero, “You’re coming with me.”
They both looked oddly horrified at that. It was almost funny.
“Bu-bu-but…” he pointed lamely at Devit.
“It was me.”
“Do I look like I care which one of you it was?” They both tensed, and straightened up. Ah, much better. At least they’d take the chance to listen to me now, “Because I don’t. Now get up-we’re going.”
“But-” Thankfully Devit had enough common sense in him to shut Jasdero up.
And for the umpteenth time that day I wondered about my sanity levels. Wondered about them, and how frail they would be-when the two didn’t stop arguing, even as we headed out to the car. Even as we got in the car. Even as we backed out and-
“Would you two shut up?!” And maybe I was glad, just a little bit, of the very apparent threat hanging in the air.
Oh they knew alright. They knew what would happen if they didn’t shut their mouths, and simply do what they said they would. Simply navigate towards wherever Road had decided to scamper off to.
An image of that boy with white hair that I had met so long ago at the Cross Diner (well, it wasn’t too long ago was it? I was certain of that) flashed through my mind, and I sighed, too quietly for the two in the back to hear.
She was probably going to go visit him. Hadn’t she been trying to before? Not that it really mattered, of course, But if she is then, she might not want to leave.
It took fast thinking and many shouts of complaints from the two in the back, as I swerved around one of the corners they had pointed to
(L A V I’s POV)
“Honestly, you two don’t even have a proper dining room set!” It was actually really, really funny watching her go back and forth, from the pot on the stove (checking to make sure the rice didn’t burn)