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Erindipity · 10-03-2011, 01:10 AM

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Originally Posted by Tazenhani

A toothbrush? Sabel's teeth clenched a little. Was Damien trying to prove a point of humiliation? Or was this normal MLE protocol for discipline. Either way, there was nothing that he say that would do him any good from this point in, so he kept his lips pursed tightly together.

One hand took the toothbrush while his other worked on zipping up his jacket so he could have some barrier against the smell.

And then, there was that.

That little nudge that spiked his nerves all the wrong way. Tension shot through him and he took a quick step inside the bathroom, his eyes snapping to the man behind him. "Don't...touch me." He wouldn't win in a fight against Damien, he wasn't stupid, but that didn't mean he wasn't ready to engage in one. The truth was, Damien had shaken him up, and he would have no more of the physical aspect of it.

Damien sighed audibly and sent his wand sliding into his hand and cast a stinging hex at the boy's legs. "You will not talk down to me, do I make myself [perfectly clear? I might be your friend most days... I love you... but I am ALWAYS your superior." He had had about enough of that. He WOULD take his tongue out if he kept it up.

Just sayin.

Damien made his way in and hopped up on the countertop surrounding the sink... as soon as he removed Sabel's wands from his back pocket and shoved them inside of his waistcoat.

"You know I did something similar once. When I was a trainee of course. I made the assumption that all of the rules were made to be bent or rethought to fit my needs. That there was always a way around them. Well... I learned the hard way that the rules are set into place for a reason, Sabel," he paused for a moment... clearly he was a million miles away in the past...

10-03-2011, 01:10 AM	#79 (permalink)
Erindipity DMT Mountain Troll Join Date: Jul 2009 Posts: 23,573 x8	Quote: Originally Posted by Tazenhani A toothbrush? Sabel's teeth clenched a little. Was Damien trying to prove a point of humiliation? Or was this normal MLE protocol for discipline. Either way, there was nothing that he say that would do him any good from this point in, so he kept his lips pursed tightly together. One hand took the toothbrush while his other worked on zipping up his jacket so he could have some barrier against the smell. And then, there was that. That little nudge that spiked his nerves all the wrong way. Tension shot through him and he took a quick step inside the bathroom, his eyes snapping to the man behind him. "Don't...touch me." He wouldn't win in a fight against Damien, he wasn't stupid, but that didn't mean he wasn't ready to engage in one. The truth was, Damien had shaken him up, and he would have no more of the physical aspect of it. Damien sighed audibly and sent his wand sliding into his hand and cast a stinging hex at the boy's legs. "You will not talk down to me, do I make myself [perfectly clear? I might be your friend most days... I love you... but I am ALWAYS your superior." He had had about enough of that. He WOULD take his tongue out if he kept it up. Just sayin. Damien made his way in and hopped up on the countertop surrounding the sink... as soon as he removed Sabel's wands from his back pocket and shoved them inside of his waistcoat. "You know I did something similar once. When I was a trainee of course. I made the assumption that all of the rules were made to be bent or rethought to fit my needs. That there was always a way around them. Well... I learned the hard way that the rules are set into place for a reason, Sabel," he paused for a moment... clearly he was a million miles away in the past...