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Post by Kyler Cullen on May 18, 2014 19:54:59 GMT -9
some coincidences are deliberate reagan / notes / etc Kyler felt weird, being at the park again. Even being outside of the Academy's land was a bit odd, he had to admit, but now that he was away he wasn't at all complaining. Kyler didn't particularly like being anywhere by himself. It was awkward, and fairly quiet. The park bench he chose to wait at was at a decent distance away from the main streets, something he did intentionally so when they had to talk he'd be able to do so without trying to talk over cars among other things. Kyler was nervous, and worried. He feared what his friend would say, how he'd react, if he'd still be mad, causing him to repeat this all over again.
He was fidgeting with the zipper of his jacket, twisting the fabric looked around the metal over and over again as he stared off at the sidewalk in front of him. He'd managed to sneak out of class for the day, and he knew that by doing this he'd get in even more trouble, but he didn't want to test Reagan's mood. It wasn't that 'early' in human standards, but with the sun still up, and it being around 5pm, it was still very early for him to be awake. Though, even when he'd tried he could never sleep well, not while knowing that his best friend was still so upset with him.
He tried to find a bench that had been in the shade, but the sun was at a weird spot and cast itself on everything in his direction. It cursed him while he sat under its rays, slowly burning, though he supposed this was punishment for all the wrong things he'd done. Karma, as humans might call it. Whatever the case he wouldn't complain, not even when Reagan got here. He just wanted to talk and get this over with so he could assess the damage and fix it if it was too much. Kyler was getting tired of this just as much as Rea likely was already.
He wondered to himself if he should text him again. He'd message the boy the time and place to meet last night..but what if Reagan didn't get the message. Was he not going to show up? Kyl supposed he could understand if he didn't...he probably deserved that too.
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Post by Reagan Anderson on May 18, 2014 20:21:45 GMT -9
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Why did he agree to this? He was mad, Reagan hated all of this. The fact that he wasn't allowed around his best friend all because of stupid school rules. Then at Kyler's home it was forbidden as well. Go figure, not exactly his smartest idea either at this point. Basically what was he going to do or say here. Should he call in and say he couldn't go. All because he was sick? Which no Reagan wasn't sick, he just felt that if he went it'd end up so badly. Which was not something he wanted to deal with at that moment. He wished he would say no but instead Reagan only walked out to the park, to where he was supposed to meet Kyler. Trying to avoid this situation was only so easy apparently. He might not get very far. As much as Reagan wanted to. The boy had reasons to be mad. With Kyler hiding everything, and so on.
What could he say when he got there? Probably nothing, so far Reagan had very little to say. At least for now, he was still angry. He only walked through the park taking his sweet time to get there. It'd be just fine, less to worry about and so on. Who knew Kyler might just say he had to leave again. As per usual. That seemed to be a pretty normal thing with all of this, so far that he knew. But what was he going to say? There wasn't exactly any way he'd be able to describe this by now. That was truly for sure. He only crossed his arms when he saw Kyler. He waited to be told more lies. Because this seemed like something Kyler did. Lately he had told so many lies, which was something Reagan didn't like. He'd rather just shrug it off, pretend things didn't matter. But as if that'd even end up working at this moment. He was sure something bad might happen. Something he didn't want to think about. With all that Kyler had done, and that fight.
Well this was not his day, he'd be stuck and pushed. And everything in between. Which he almost did not wish to even deal with. It'd probably not end up actually helping him. Or either of them for that matter. Just what was he going to say? So far it didn't seem to be working. He wondered just what was he getting into. It didn't make sense, none at all really. "So what the hell Kyler? Gonna say something or just sit there really quietly again huh?" He asked as he glanced at him, with that same annoyed expression. It couldn't be surprising he was really angry. He hated the lies between the two. That was all basically. As if it'd end up even helping at this point. He had his own ideas in mind but of course those were best left not said.
Reagan waited with his arms over his chest, waiting to hear something. Anything from the guy who had changed over night and kept hiding things. MADE BY ★MEULK OF GS & THQ
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Post by Kyler Cullen on May 18, 2014 20:38:57 GMT -9
some coincidences are deliberate reagan / notes / etc It was beyond him how he didn't hear the footsteps, or the recognizable heart beat that headed in his direction. However, as Kyler noticed the feet in front of him, and heard the voice of who he knew as Reagan alone he felt his own heart lurch out of his chest. He let go of his zipper and pushed himself up to stand, an abrupt reflex that he couldn't explain even after doing so. "Uh." He muttered at first, nervously running his hands over the back of his hair, smoothing it down as he stepped out of his friends way.
"You should sit down." He managed to say at last, something coherent. Though he knew for sure that Rea would need to take a seat. He didn't want to just start off this conversation with the boy walking away in disbelief, or worse, fainting on the sidewalk. His reflexes were fairly quick, but just in case he'd rather avoid Rea getting hurt this time. "Sorry, I mean..please sit? You'll probably need it."
It was so obvious that he was at odds, even with himself. Kyler wasn't always good at hiding his emotions, and actually failed at trying most of the time anyway, but now in this circumstance he was having even more difficulty than usual. He just hoped that Reagan would listen to him this time without getting angry or simply assuming that he was just lying to save himself. "How are you feeling? You know if you don't want to see the school nurse I can always take you to my family's doctor." It wouldn't be the first time the woman had seen him. That aside, Kyler was still concerned for the boy's health. He hoped that Rea was at least taking care of himself when they weren't together.
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Post by Reagan Anderson on May 18, 2014 20:56:36 GMT -9
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Reagan was not in the mood, he did not want to feel this. None of it, that was all but what else could he do? It'd probably not end up meaning much of anything. Apparently but of course he'd keep his mouth shut about that since it was probably for the best. At this moment he'd rather not deal with it, thinking over this too long would probably not end up changing anything or helping it either. Not at this point. Reagan was not likely to be able to escape. This would end up making him feel so better. What could he say here? This might not end up helping, for all he knew it'd only end up causing a few more issues. With a small groan he settled back down near Kyler. But making sure to keep his distance, this was not something he wanted to deal with. At this point what was he going to do. He probably wouldn't be able to avoid it. He needed to hear this. They both needed to deal with it as much as he didn't want to.
"Just start talking, I'll sit down as long as you tell me the truth. Fed up with the lies and always sending me off somewhere else Kyler." He said as he just glanced at him. This couldn't end up being so bad, right? At least for this moment in time. What was he going to say. He waited to hear Kyler at least speak about something, though it'd probably end up in lies again. That was all he figured, so now he'd rather shrug this off. Rather then worry about it. So what was he going to say? How could he manage to handle all of this stuff apparently. What was he about to say, he might not end up getting anywhere in this stuff. He truly felt so weird and confused. His stomach was twisting, he felt nervous suddenly. What was he going to say? Kyler hadn't spoken yet.
"I'm fine...just been dealing with a cold. It's nothing, the nurse said I'd be fine in a few days. Now seriously start talking this is not about me!" He was speaking so fast, and this annoyed him so much. What was he going to say? It might not help but at that moment he felt so concerned, and so lost with things. What was he going to do? How could he handle any of this, it might not end up doing him any good either. He wanted to lean against Kyler and yet he couldn't, what could he do, it made him feel so foreign and tired. His body wanted to rest, it'd make him feel so much better if that happened. Basically. "I don't want to be near your family. They'll probably just end up causing a lot of problems right now, so start talking to me. NOW!" He said with a lot of demand in his voice, he wanted to make him talk, make him tell. But would it even work.
Why did this matter? Reagan only wanted to get a little bit of rest. That was all. Well that and get his friend back, if it'd work. MADE BY ★MEULK OF GS & THQ
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Post by Kyler Cullen on May 18, 2014 21:19:53 GMT -9
some coincidences are deliberate reagan / notes / etc Sick? Reagan had been sick? Kyler felt nauseous just hearing that news alone. How could his friend be ill? A cold wasn't that severe of a thing right? He suddenly felt far more nervous than he'd been a moment ago. Kyler couldn't even sit down beside the boy, though he'd wanted to, after hearing something like that. He wanted to be able to look Reagan head on, and so he kept himself standing.
"I'm sorry..I should have helped you before, but Alastor..." He couldn't even explain Al without mentioning what he was. It wouldn't make sense. Being submissive to a kid his own age, it wouldn't make any sense to a human unless Reagan thought he was being bullied by the boy, which definitely wasn't the case either. He kept quiet and let Reagan talk while he had the desire, glad that the boy was still doing so at least.
However as the dialogue progressed he could tell that Rea was becoming exceedingly annoyed with him. He had to fix it. As Reagan shouted at him, Kyler flinched as he always did when anyone raised their voice his way, and instead of his eyes training themselves onto the sidewalk beneath him he looked up at his friend. His human friend. It took him a moment to find his words, as he wasn't even sure how to begin or what to say first. This would end badly and quick if he didn't articulate himself well, something he was never very good at -even being a noble.
"You're my best friend, and we've known each other since we were kids. You know now just how wealthy my family is, even though I was trying to hide that from you too. I love my parents, but sometimes they can be a bit...suffocating." He paused, clearing his throat before he continued. Speaking ill of his family didn't make him feel any better. "But you were wrong when you thought that I kept you from them. They knew about you, both of my parents did, it's just ..they've only recently become accustomed to the idea that a relationship between someone like you and ..someone like me can actually even exist."
Kyler realized how horrid that might sound, and he was quick to try and clear things up before Reagan got the wrong idea. "It's not that there's anything wrong with you, it's just me. I'm dangerous to people like you, and until just recently such relationships have never even been considered as sane, but..." Kyler was having a hard time saying the vile words. He was avoiding it, as even he didn't like the common definition of the word vampire. It was almost a racial slur in and of itself these days, and it made him uncomfortable to voice. All of this was uncomfortable to speak of, and he was only doing so because of Reagan.
"I still want to be your friend. I don't want you to be scared of me."
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Post by Reagan Anderson on May 18, 2014 21:46:25 GMT -9
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This was only irritating the sick boy, he wanted to go back home and rest. Though it might not ending up meaning much of anything. Not right now. He felt so confused, so tired. And everything else. What was Kyler going to say, he wouldn't avoid it again would he? That was already more then annoying since it'd been done before. He hoped his friend realized that, and his friend would actually be careful. But this was Kyler he was talking about. The boy who sent him away because of his family, when they were finally able to see each other. It had to be so aggravating for the boy, though he didn't often show it. Kyler needed to realize just what he was getting into at this point. He needed to know basically, he had to be smarter then that. Reagan and Kyler had gone on about this for days.
Weeks probably."Whatever, I'm over that. I get it you are Mr. Good boy now and I'm the trouble maker who is going to get you in trouble or something." With a small huff he just rolled his eyes. Yes Reagan was so annoyed, he hadn't been hiding any of that. Basically. So what was he going to say. What could he do? At this point it didn't seem as if Reagan was going to get anything from this. Or Kyler was just going to fail. Something. But he'd rather keep that to himself at this point. "Just explain, I need to know what the hell this is all about. NOW KYLER! I-I'm sorry." He lowered his voice and blushed, he had snapped but he still felt bad. What was he going to say? Kyler had ticked him off so Reagan was letting his emotions out. Not that they were good things. Basically. What was he going to say on this one right now.
He only shrugged, Reagan didn't care if anyone was rich. This was not something he wanted to deal with or think about right now. Basically. With a small sigh he rolled his eyes. Why was Kyler playing this? So what if he was rich, it shouldn't matter. That was not what this was talking about basically. Not now. He waited again, and listened. Wanting to know whatever else Kyler would say. He did not care, but he knew what he was talking about. So all he could do was nod and wait. That would be the only somewhat helpful thing happening here at this point anyway. Perhaps it was still a bit strange but who cared. Reagan was being good for once, even if it was just for a little while that might not mean much later on. "Someone like me, and someone like you? What you mean like rich ass punk, or the poor as trash sitting on front step thing. Or is it something else? Specifics Kyler. I'm not a mind reader and I really wanna go back to being friends. But you make it hard with these stupid secrets." He grumbled and crossed his arms over his chest.
"Haha dude I don't care. Wow you are dangerous, as if. You seem about as dangerous a puppy with no teeth. So prove me wrong, cause so far ya haven't. You wanna be my friend fine, then you spill the truth and the whole truth right here." Or he'd end up walking away which was probably not his best idea. Not right now at the very least, he was a bit uncertain about things. Had probably always been more or less. Right? But would Kyler tell him the truth right now. MADE BY ★MEULK OF GS & THQ
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Post by Kyler Cullen on May 18, 2014 21:59:32 GMT -9
some coincidences are deliberate reagan / notes / etc "No. That's not it at all, I swear." Reagan was getting this all wrong. It had nothing to do with their wealth, though to any human he knew it might seem that way. Human's weren't aware that beings like him were real. The films and books that were written about vampires were nothing but a joke. The stories were almost always wrong, and he was so worried that Reagan wouldn't be able to see past what society already spoke of him. He was a monster in the eyes of most.
His parents would be furious, who knows what the headmaster would do to him. They might try to take Reagan's memory from him, but even if it was just for a little while, he figured he might as well tell the truth and try this again. He let Reagan finish, lowered his hand from his neck, and coaxed the words out of him with much apprehension. "I'm a vampire Reagan." Let the judgements commence.
He wasn't sure how Reagan would react this time around, but he could only assume that a) the guy might think he was just lying still, or b) think he was nuts and just walk off. Neither of which were things he wanted, but he stood there silently, awaiting what responses that might come his way. Would Reagan still ask for him to prove even this?
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Post by Reagan Anderson on May 18, 2014 22:23:02 GMT -9
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What could he say? This was already strange for him, and he barely knew what to do. Not like it'd end up helping matters at all. Since it wasn't likely to get him anywhere. Basically. Reagan was already starting to wonder what his friend wanted to say. How could he do these things? It was truly a bit confusing to him, at this point anyway. Right now he had a feeling it wasn't about to help him at all. Not now. He tilted his head and just felt the confusion and that feeling deja vu come over him all over again. Why did he feel as if he had heard this before? After all it was quite weird and new to him. Basically. What was he going to say? "Okay seriously this isn't shocking me, I feel as if 1: You are playing me. And 2: I've heard you say this before, Deja vu right. Do you seriously have fangs?" He tilted his head and glanced at him.
Though Reagan had moved off of the bench and taken a few unsteady steps back. Not out of fear it was confusion and that was obviously written all over his face. Plus the slight red from the cold. After all humans still felt cold where vampires did not not. They were always cold. But Reagan was slowly piecing this together, the reason things were so strange. Night class. Everything. It all slowly fell into place. "So that's why they put you in the night class, and why they keep you away from me. I still don't give a damn fuck if you are some fanged, or furry whatever the hell you are. Fuck those stupid rules with a rusty fork! Will this actually make us friends again? Or do you still have to hide from me?" He asked, as he looked at him. Part of him still felt it was a dream. But maybe it wasn't. He had to think Kyler was a trickster but not this much.
"Prove it Kyler. Show me though I can't say this surprises me. As odd as vampires and supernatural things may be, it does make sense." Reagan said though his brain was starting to swim a little bit from being sick anyway. MADE BY ★MEULK OF GS & THQ
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Post by Kyler Cullen on May 18, 2014 22:44:15 GMT -9
some coincidences are deliberate reagan / notes / etc Kyler waited for more yelling and accusations, but what he received surprised him above all. His expression of worry and nervousness slowly transformed to surprise and confusion. Reagan wasn't freaking out. He wasn't yelling for the mob of townspeople to come stab him through the heart with a wooden stake. Of course he didn't think his friend would go that far, but Kyler had feared the worst when he'd said those last few words, and yet this...this was nothing close to what he'd pictured.
"I'm not playing with you..promise." The deja vu he could understand. He hadn't expected Reagan to remember what he'd done to him last, and honestly he didn't want him to. It was a horrible thing what he'd done, and he'd rather keep the entirety of those events to himself. However as Reagan expressed how much he still didn't care about what he was, Kyler wasn't sure what to feel anymore. Relief should have been instantaneous, but he was wary, as if that wasn't right to feel either. He was still waiting for something horrible to happen.
When Reagan stood up he moved aside. Afraid that his presence might be a huge turn off to this boy, regardless of what he'd said, he kept his distance. Though it did hurt him to see his friend step away from him too. That was human instinct, and he supposed it was good that Reagan didn't fully trust him yet. He wouldn't want the boy to trust any other vampire either, so he'd be okay with this even if it made him upset.
"I have to abide by the rules at Arden, especially because of what I am, but Reagan I swear I've never hid from you intentionally...Prove it?" Once again he was wondering to himself how on earth he was going to do that without freaking Reagan out. He lowered his eyes, thinking for a moment to himself about what it is that he could do. When he thought of drinking Reagan's blood, he knew that was not an option. However, it did stir the side of him that craved this boy's blood. It was faint, but he could feel the back of his throat itch and burn.
"Just..please don't run away." If he ran, Kyler would have no choice but to handle it. He didn't want to have to erase this guy's memory again. Reluctantly he lifted his eyes to Reagan once more. This time, instead of the captivating multicolor blue, they were a bright, glowing red. It would have look far more sinister, if Kyler didn't appear so concerned that Reagan might hate him for it. Despite his vampirism, Kyler was still just Kyler after all.
"You understand why I have to follow the rules now right? I've always been your friend Reagan, trust me." As he spoke this time, the fangs behind his lips could be seen just faintly. They didn't extend to their full length, while he kept most of his own desire tucked away, not only for Reagan's sake, but his own.
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Post by Reagan Anderson on May 19, 2014 6:41:16 GMT -9
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Reagan didn't know why but he didn't feel the need to freak out, maybe he should have? But no he didn't. This was just one of those things he didn't seem to be bothered by. It was already strange enough for the boy, even if he'd rather not talk about those things openly at this point. It'd only cause issues for him. So for now he glanced at Kyler then tilted his head to one side. What was he going to say? Just what was he going to do? Right now probably nothing, it'd mean very little basically. More or less. At this moment he wondered what he was going to say. He had probably shocked his friend, but wasn't he supposed to be the one who was shocked? Standing up still made him feel a bit unsteady on his feet at least. What was he going to do, he only had to wonder what his mind was thinking. How he did this stuff apparently. It was just way too freaking strange. Kyler being a vampire did explain a lot of things he didn't try to think about though.
"You better not be! I've had enough of people doing that lately, and I will kick you." Reagan was still huffing, he looked grumpy. But that had always been his way basically. Kyler should know that since they were friends for ever basically. He would not change his mind, things had already been said and figured out. Reagan knew Kyler was odd, knew why Kyler had shoved him away so many times but it still hurt. It still ended up making him angry. What was he supposed to do about that? Apparently not a thing because he couldn't end up doing it either. At least for now he'd figure this out later, and just try not to make people angry with him. Mainly Kyler. "I still don't like you avoiding me cause of those stupid ass rules. It's retarded, what do they think will happen? Someone makes a meal out of one of us?" He rolled his eyes, this sounded like some sick horror movie. Without the fun though.
"Just show me, not like I feel like running right now anyway! so hurry up." He was sounding so impatient, but really Reagan was that way. He wanted to know what his friend would say. What he'd end up doing. Though right now did it even matter? He was probably not going to get anywhere. Basically. Reagan had a feeling he was stuck in his own way, dealing with these weird things. For a moment he wondered what was going to happen. Now that he knew what would they do? Reagan couldn't go see Kyler there even if he knew. It probably still wasn't allowed. So as if this was even going to fix any of this. Apparently Reagan would still have to deal with the drama of not seeing Kyler as much as he wanted to.
Those eyes scared him, and reminded him about his nightmares. When he saw those eyes and thought they were monsters or something. But Kyler was his friend, so Reagan shouldn't be scared of him. Yet part of him still was, and for just a second he thought he felt a pain in his neck. What was that about. "Fine but you start lying to me again and I'll kick you so hard that you'll be limping for a month." Even if vampires healed faster, Reagan still kept his threats, he didn't care about those small annoying details really. MADE BY ★MEULK OF GS & THQ
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Post by Kyler Cullen on May 19, 2014 13:49:26 GMT -9
some coincidences are deliberate reagan / notes / etc Unlike before, Kyler surprisingly felt..better. Reagan wasn't running away, but he could still hear the waver in his heart beat when he looked up at him. He expected his friend to leave then, but he wasn't and that in itself made Kyler feel relieved. However the things he said did much more. Reagan's attitude, it wasn't necessarily out of sincere anger, and he could tell. Though he knew that his eyes and teeth must still be scaring the boy, so he lowered his head and shielded his eyes from him with his right hand.
A small melancholic laugh escaped him at the latter of Reagan's dialogue, amused that he even thought he was capable of hurting him. It was cute, the boy's ignorance. "Okay. I won't lie anymore." But he was still worried that someone might get to Reagan first. "You can't tell anyone about this. If the headmaster finds out that I told you about me, and the night class...He'll have someone erase your memory Reagan."
This time he wasn't so sure they would just erase the boy's knowledge of vampires. Worst case scenario they made Rea forget about him entirely. It was so upsetting to think about and it was obvious in Kyler's demeanor that he was worried. He kept his head down still, for Reagan's sake, hiding his eyes and the teeth that wouldn't go away after his prior thought of consuming Reagan's blood. The heartbeat he could still hear so near him was a mild distraction, but only from his thoughts about the school, and not the concern he felt for his friend.
Kyler didn't realize that he'd incidentally told Rea that vampires could wipe memories too. Reagan was so ignorant to all of this, that Kyler was forgetting he'd need to explain everything. What he was capable of, and what others weren't, why he was different from the majority of the night class -just as Alastor was. "If this is too much for you...I can make you forget." He actually didn't want to this time, seeing as how it was going so much better than the last, but for Reagan's safety he would.
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Post by Reagan Anderson on May 19, 2014 15:06:58 GMT -9
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What was he supposed to say? Apparently his best friend was a vampire? Or well had always been since the moment they met. But it was still strange to him. Very. So he would have to learn how to handle this in time, but how much time it'd take who knew. He wouldn't end up thinking about this sort of thing. Since it wasn't likely to do any of them any good at this moment in time anyway. He was scared yes, those eyes. And fangs, it was new. Not something he'd actually see. Or well thought he'd see. Either way he was just going to have to deal with that. Even if he didn't want to. Reagan had to remember he was the one who forced Kyler to tell him. Kyler wouldn't have told him if it hadn't been forced out of him. That was just going to be something Reagan would remember. But he wanted to know why he couldn't tell? Other then it might be against the rules for humans at the school to know that.
It already made him feel confused to know Kyler had kept this all this time. Why? It was confusing, but of course trying to complain wouldn't help. More or less, and with a roll of his shoulders Reagan was over it. No need to dwell on this crap any longer. It was not going to get him anywhere, or help him out with anything right now. Regardless he wondered what would this person say to him? Did Kyler have any other secrets he needed to share that he already hadn't said. That idea worried Reagan, he didn't want to think his friend was hiding anything else from him. It already felt annoying enough to realize he had hidden those things. But could anyone blame Reagan for feeling that. Probably not. After all it was one of those only natural things that humans felt. Vampires too probably now that he thought about it.
"Tch as if. I won't tell anyone cause I like my memory being the way it is. Just saying. But whatever. If you lie to me again I might actually want my memory wiped." He huffed and just crossed his arms over his chest. He wasn't going to force that but yes that was what he wanted. What he meant and so on. Basically. He didn't know how it felt to be a vampire. As if he ever did, that confused him a bit. But of course he'd rather figure it out then go to do something else instead. At least for right now. This might be alright, hopefully. But what was he going to say? Reagan didn't even know what to do. He could only try to relax without stepping over someone's toes. Mainly Kyler's at this point.
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Post by Kyler Cullen on May 19, 2014 16:52:24 GMT -9
some coincidences are deliberate tag / notes / etc He was relieved to hear that Reagan would be keeping all of this a secret between them. This moment they were sharing was private and in a sense special. He hadn't thought about it till just now, but he'd never told any human that he was a vampire until now. Among other's he was glad that Reagan was his first. He'd been so scared that the boy would hate or fear him, but things were actually looking up and he was relieved.
Though he stiffened once acknowledging that there were still some things he hadn't said to the boy. They weren't necessarily lies, but was not telling worse or better? He still didn't want to admit to his friend that he'd already wiped his memory once already, worried that he'd see it as a real form of betrayal. He felt like he was on egg shells still and he didn't want to set Reagan off.
He heard the boy's huffed breathes, and reluctantly lifted his head. Kyler's eyes were still red, and glowing, his fangs still extended. It was still uncomfortable to stand in front of Reagan while he was like this but if it helped his case than he wouldn't leave. Kyler lowered his hand from his features and stepped forward slowly, closing the distance between them but giving Reagan ample time to move away if he so wished. Kyler would stop himself short if he did, but if his friend allowed him to move closer he'd reach out to him once he was close enough and pull Reagan into a hug.
Gestures like these he preferred over the awkward silence and the uncomfortable atmosphere. He was a vampire that liked to hug, enjoyed invading other people's personal space, and disliked formalities. Kyler was not a noble like his peers. He was very, very different. He closed his eyes and tried not to breath, comforted by Reagan's form but just as equally desiring his blood. It was a bothersome combination. "My throat really hurts." He grumbled, mostly to himself, before unconsciously nuzzling his nose just under Reagan's ear lobe, against his neck. He did smell nice as always.
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Post by Reagan Anderson on May 19, 2014 17:59:14 GMT -9
i definitely want to ask you today do you like me? | | do you love me? |
Reagan wasn't sure why he felt as if he was actually handling this? It seemed like one of those things he wasn't supposed to handle. That he should be flipping out over instead, but of course he wasn't. He had no reason to for that matter, so with a shrug of his shoulders he only wondered what to do from here right now. this whole keeping a secret thing wasn't easy for him though. It made him feel awkward, complicated and ten thousand other things. Probably not his best day but what else could Reagan do. If he wasn't careful, he'd just end up making someone angry with him instead. Like Kyler, but he wanted to speak up. He had other questions he wanted to ask right now it seemed. There was no way his friend could force him to know what to say? So far it just didn't seem very logical. Reagan was stuck in a rock and a hard place literally.
He couldn't be sure he knew what to do, but he needed to figure it out didn't he? Sooner or later he'd have to understand those things. Those feelings going through his head too. As complex and perhaps strange as they really were at this point, right? What people didn't know wouldn't always hurt them but for Reagan it was another matter entirely. What he knew could hurt him, and what he didn't know could also hurt him. It was not an easy way out, probably never would be now that he was thinking about this sort of thing. Seriously just what might he be getting into? How lucky or lame was he? Reagan never realized his friend was a vampire? What? How could he end up missing that when it should have been so obvious. Now he was just beating himself up over that.
Reagan had no idea about what Kyler might not have shared. It wasn't like he'd ever figure it out. Not now, not later. Probably not ever knowing him. He had skills that were good for ignoring things. Or forgetting about those sort of things it seemed. Apparently. But he was also a bit confused and uncertain on this part. But he'd learn to make this work, Reagan could handle it? Right? At least he was sure he could, somehow. But part of him wondered if maybe he was working his brain too hard, or he might faint. One of the two sounded so logical right about now. As much as he'd rather not think on that one. What he didn't think would happen did. Suddenly he was hugged, and touched? But Reagan didn't flinch. No he never flinched. Well not from that, maybe.
He just stopped his mind from running off in circles. Right now it was not a good thing, never had been to be completely honest here. More or less right? But what was he going to do? Reagan only blinked and just tilted his head. "Um then do something about it? You can eat something or take something to fix it right?" Not like he entirely understood this logic or anything. Vampires were never his cup of tea, and so trying to understand one wasn't about to happen anytime soon. What was he supposed to do for Kyler? Not like he could do a darn thing he was not that magical. MADE BY ★MEULK OF GS & THQ
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Post by Kyler Cullen on May 19, 2014 18:57:30 GMT -9
some coincidences are deliberate reagan / notes / etc Humans were so warm. It was one thing that he liked about Reagan among other things. His heartbeat was loud, and tempting, while he was so close like this. He was glad that the boy hadn't moved away from him, enough to bring a small, timid grin to his features. However he knew he couldn't feed off of this boy. It wasn't right and he didn't want to actually scare his best friend. So he reluctantly released him from his hug, and promptly lifted the hood from his light jacket over his head so he could shade himself from the sun as much as possible.
Fortunately for Reagan, or the both of them rather, there were ways for him to fix his vampiric 'issue'. "Yea I have something I can take. Would you be able to go get me a water?" He dug into his back pocket to pull out his wallet. This time he was actually carrying cash, a little more than he should, but he was a vampire. It was very unlikely that if he got 'mugged' he wouldn't be able to handle it.
He slipped out a five dollar bill and held it out to Rea. "Get yourself something to if you want. I don't mind. I don't feel like going back to the school yet so we can just sit out here and talk. I am skipping class for you after all." He smirked, glad that he decided to do this. It was much needed, but they still had a while to talk.
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