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Sep 20, 2006 14:25

Who: Seify and Kimmy (aka Seifer and Kimbly)
What: The meeting of the roommates!
Where: their room, no duh
Warnings: possible swearing, explosions, who knows with these two?

( Then again, it was Seifer )

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red_fireworks September 22 2006, 10:17:34 UTC

[ooc: sorry it took a while to reply, real life got in the way. I promise not to let that happen again ^^;]

Kimbley stopped after opening the door, a frown spreading on his face as he saw the blonde boy sitting in the room. This kid had to be the idiot he had to share the room with.

He turned his eyes away from the boy and walked inside, dropping his back pack on the bed that he assumed was his. He didn't bother to acknowledge the other's presence in any way, they had a deal to not to speak with each other. He wasn't going to stick around for long anyway, he had come in the dorm just to change his clothes and that's what he was going to do. And after it he would be gone again.

scarred_knight September 22 2006, 12:08:35 UTC

[ooc: real life can be tough; no worries!]

Seifer glanced up on the other person's entrance. He watched, his eyes scanning up and down thoughtfully. Not bad. Oh, and as for their deal, he decided it was a stupid one.

"Hey, roomie. Name's Seifer Almasy. Call me Seifer, or Almasy. Call me 'lousy bastard' if you want, I don't care. If you want to wreck any of my shit I suggest you do it now and get it over with." That was probably as close to apologizing as he would get, not that he was sorry he teased the other.

red_fireworks September 23 2006, 17:46:14 UTC

Disregarding the blond's words Kimbley simply carried on with what he was doing. He opened the backpack and pulled out a black t-shirt and a pair of black jeans.
He would stand out less in clothes like that; he was going to go explore the school, out of curiosity and in lack of better things to do. He had also gotten his crimson suit dirty while outside.

He slipped the jacket off his shoulders and dropped it on the bed, proceeding to pull off the black wife beater he was wearing under it, dropping them of the bed and picking up the t-shirt.

"I thought we had a deal," he stated finally, while pulling on the t-shirt.

scarred_knight September 23 2006, 18:04:37 UTC

Seifer watched his roommate out of the corner of his eye. Hey, he was only human, after all. Kimbley gave him the perfect excuse to turn his head completely. Seifer grinned, stretching his long legs lazily.

"Yeah, but if you're that seriously pissed off, it's best to let it out now. My gunblade is off-limits, but wreck whatever else you want if it makes you feel better." Yeah, he got used to dealing with hotheads. "An' let me know what to call you so there's no more misunderstandings."

Oh, yeah. That was handled smoothly. Hey, he had to live with this guy. He had to play nice.

red_fireworks September 23 2006, 18:31:30 UTC

After a moment of silence Kimbley turned to look at Seifer with a scowl on his face "Which part of 'don't talk to me' is too complicated for your brain to process?" Just his luck to get an idiot as a room mate.

"You don't call me anything because you don't talk to me. And I don't wreck your stuffs because you don't exist to me," he snarled and turned his back to the blond again "Better memorize that, jerk, or I'll make sure you no longer exist for real." His hands were itching to just blow up the guy and be done with it, but he knew it would lead to more trouble that was convenient...for now.

scarred_knight September 23 2006, 21:14:31 UTC

He raised an eyebrow. Ohhhkay. Playing nice wouldn't get him anywhere with this one. Let it not be said that he didn't try. He got to his feet, leaning instead against the wall close to his gunblade. He was boiling inside but it wouldn't look good for him to shoot this guy.

"I'll talk to you if I fuckin' want to, and if you're so damn uptight you can't even let one mistake slip, that's your problem. I say one thing you don't like and I suddenly don't exist. Whine, whine, whine. You might as well do yourself a favor and not come back before I offend your tender sensitivites."

red_fireworks September 29 2006, 09:59:01 UTC

Hearing the other boy get up Kimbley decided that changing his clothes could way, this might prove to be more interesting than taking a walk around the school anyway. His eyes scanned over the boy, taking in the fact that he had moved close to his weapon. Kimbley didn't let a smirk spread on his lips even though he felt like smirking, istead he met Seifer's angry gaze with his own, indifferent one.

"I just can't stand people like you, it has nothing to do with your 'little mistake'," he stated. Come on, get mad, give me an excuse to blow you up, Kimbley thought, amused, his yellow eyes stopping on the scar on the boys forehead. That gave him an interesting idea.

scarred_knight September 29 2006, 12:10:41 UTC

"Hmm, someone like me, huh? I guess you'll have to learn to stand me," said Seifer, relaxing... just a little. He had gotten too used to certain people rushing at him to let his guard down completely. "I'm not goin' anywhere." He stuck his hands in his pocket, now against the wall so it looked like he was just relaxing there.

"Like my scar?" he went on, grinning. "Got it in a duel."

red_fireworks September 29 2006, 12:20:08 UTC

"Or then simply get rid of you, hm?" Kimbley had no intentions of learning to stand the blond. Why couldn't he just have a single dorm? Or at least someone a little less...social and idiotic to share it with.

He took a step closer, examing the scar with his eyes "I've seen prettier scars. I've made prettier scars," he stated and smirked. "I could demonstrate."

scarred_knight September 29 2006, 12:35:07 UTC

"Or... go find yourself another room," Seifer suggested. "Nobody said you had to stay." He watched the other, matching Kimbly's smirk. He laughed a little at the other man's "offer". Did this guy think he was stupid or something?

"How generous of you, Kimbly," he said, using the guy's proper name. "And then I could demonstrate my gunblade for you." Seifer slipped his hand through the handle and tapped the blade on his foot.

red_fireworks September 29 2006, 13:21:57 UTC

"If someone's leaving from here it will be you," there was no way things would go the other way. This was Kimbly's room now and he wasn't going anywhere.

Well now, that sounded almost like a challenge, didn't it? Kimbley's smirk grew wider "Want to test that? You'll be too much in pain to pick up that weapons of yours, is my bet." He ran his fingers across the tattoos on his palms, eager to get to see what would happen.

scarred_knight September 29 2006, 15:50:15 UTC

Seifer just grinned. He was having far too much fun with this. His eyes drifted down to Kimbley's hands. Seifer tapped his foot with the gunblade thoughtfully.

"Now, now. If we're going to play that way, we'll have to go somewhere else. Not a very big playing field here." He gestured to the beds and his stuff with the gunblade.

red_fireworks September 29 2006, 15:58:38 UTC

Kimbley looked around the room, contemplating. The blond was probably right, wouldn't be the best idea to trash their dorm if this evolved into a real fight. Which he was hoping.

"You have some place in mind?" He asked and motioned towards the door with his head "Lead the way."

scarred_knight September 29 2006, 16:13:15 UTC

Seifer moved forward, but still kept a certain distance from Kimbley. Something about the guy's tattoos made him not want to be too close. He lifted trusty Hyperion onto his shoulder.

"This should be fun," he commented out loud, strolling out of the room confidently.

red_fireworks September 29 2006, 16:37:19 UTC

Kimbley turned and followed Seifer out of the room, his hands casually stucked in his pockets but ready to be pulled out and used in a second if need be.

He chuckled amusedly at the other boy's confidence. This would indeed be fun but maybe not for the other boy. His eyes studied the weapon on the blond's shoulder. He would need to get rid of the gunblame before it caused trouble.

scarred_knight September 29 2006, 17:43:31 UTC

He hadn't been in a fight in a long time... It would be interesting to see what kinds of tricks this guy had up his sleeves. He glanced back over his shoulder at Kimbley. Had to be a hand-to-hand fighter, or have some kind of magic.

Out of the tower was the place to go. Then they'd have the whole of outdoors. It was still pretty damn cold out, but who cared? Seifer was already thinking of ways to use the snow to his advantage.

Usually duels would start with shaking hands, but since Seifer still didn't trust those strange tattoos, he settled for a courteous nod.

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