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Tazenhani · 01-20-2012, 02:48 AM

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Originally Posted by Kaos.Doodles

He had been right to give Sabel just a bit of space as they left. Because Legend was pretty sure he wouldn't have enjoyed being smacked in the face by the door.

Shoving his hands in his pocket, he followed the other man. Legend wasn't doing anything, just watching him in case of...anything.

Once Sabel slowed down and rested his head against the wall, Legend approached him. "Want someone to punch? I'm game. Just don't mess up my face. My looks are how I get by."

He heard someone approach but didn't have the care or the energy to look up. Not when he was trying to control himself from launching into some tirade about justice and respect and Merlin-knew what else.

So, he was surprised when he found himself chuckling a little at Legend's words. With a weak effort, he reached out and very gently gave the other boy's head a slight push, more to mess up the hair than anything else. It was a silent way of saying he appreciated the offer, but he could never bring himself to hit one of his friends. No matter how angry he got.

"I wouldn't suggest, you offer the same to Wesley." Letting out a huff of air, Sabel pried his head away from the wall and turned, dropping his back against it instead. "I fear he'd take you up on the offer, and then some." He chanced a small, humorless smile at Legend before turning his eyes down the hall.

"...You make me feel like a five year old with a temper. Do you know that?"

01-20-2012, 02:48 AM	#86 (permalink)
Tazenhani DMLE & DoM Doxy Join Date: Oct 2009 Posts: 6,150 Hogwarts RPG Name: Amur Neverwinter Fourth Year	~ Rise and Rise Again, Until Lambs become Lions ~ Quote: Originally Posted by Kaos.Doodles He had been right to give Sabel just a bit of space as they left. Because Legend was pretty sure he wouldn't have enjoyed being smacked in the face by the door. Shoving his hands in his pocket, he followed the other man. Legend wasn't doing anything, just watching him in case of...anything. Once Sabel slowed down and rested his head against the wall, Legend approached him. "Want someone to punch? I'm game. Just don't mess up my face. My looks are how I get by." He heard someone approach but didn't have the care or the energy to look up. Not when he was trying to control himself from launching into some tirade about justice and respect and Merlin-knew what else. So, he was surprised when he found himself chuckling a little at Legend's words. With a weak effort, he reached out and very gently gave the other boy's head a slight push, more to mess up the hair than anything else. It was a silent way of saying he appreciated the offer, but he could never bring himself to hit one of his friends. No matter how angry he got. "I wouldn't suggest, you offer the same to Wesley." Letting out a huff of air, Sabel pried his head away from the wall and turned, dropping his back against it instead. "I fear he'd take you up on the offer, and then some." He chanced a small, humorless smile at Legend before turning his eyes down the hall. "...You make me feel like a five year old with a temper. Do you know that?" __________________ I've got a fire for a heart._________________________________________________ I'm not scared of the dark._________________________________________ _______________________________________You've never seen it look so easy.