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Posted: Mon Feb 02, 2015 11:35 pm
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"I know this hurts, hold still." Kyle muttered absently, not taking his concentration off of his hands, gently applying a prescribed ointment to the slowly healing surgical cuts that lines and covered various parts of a raw and puffy looking face of a dark colored Zoroark.
The creature in question sat stiffly in the corner he had made his bed in, while the human who had captured him, and made something of a lasting impression sat just in front of him, handling what the Zoroark named Slender could only imagine was a gruesome task of managing healing cuts. Kyle didn't seem to even bat an eye at the task though, something that Slender indeed notice, not just in the human himself but in the Sylveon perched up on the man's bed, watching the two. It wasn't a comfortable task for the Zoroark to sit through, who would much rather have his cuts left completely alone then risk someone even gently touching them.
A moment of relief came when there was a sudden knock at the door, causing Kyle to lean back a little and look over his shoulder with a frown. Setting down the Q-tips on top of the plastic bag he kept the ointment container in the tall man pushed himself to his feet, dressed in a red button up shirt and jeans, the yellow eyes grunt made his way to the door, opening it and frowning at the man standing on the other side, only vaguely recognizing him. Behind him Slender had already formed an illusion of a stark white mask covering his deformed face, and Roman perked his ears up, learning forward to try and peer around Kyle's for to who was at the door, with out getting off the bed of course.
"... yeah?" Kyle asked, having no clue what this man wanted.
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Posted: Mon Feb 02, 2015 11:42 pm
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Posted: Mon Feb 02, 2015 11:47 pm
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Posted: Tue Feb 03, 2015 12:00 am
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Posted: Tue Feb 03, 2015 12:06 am
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Posted: Tue Feb 03, 2015 12:19 am
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Posted: Tue Feb 03, 2015 12:29 am
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Posted: Tue Feb 03, 2015 12:41 am
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Kyle's comment earned giggles from Izaya. "Really? I would have thought one would have to have some amount of mental illness to dedicate their life so absolutely to a criminal organization. But actually, Addi-chii's not so bad concerning his work as a Rocket. It's social skills he's lacking in, but there are plenty of higher-ups with the same deficiencies."
"See, now, if someone told you that, wouldn't a guy like you consider that a challenge?" Nakura asked sweetly. "Perhaps you should watch what you say, because that could translate to, 'promise you'll see me again' in hot-head language. And...I could be wrong, but didn't you get into trouble some prior to your run-in with Addi-chii? Like with Agent Aulus, for example?"
He laughed. "A bet? Not at all. I just simply love humans. It's a joy to get to know them, and that includes you~"
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Posted: Thu Feb 05, 2015 8:13 pm
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"Mental illness? Maybe in your case," Kyle retorted, with a look up and down the mostly stranger in a look of annoyance "Make whatever excuse you want for your roommate dude, I don't care, if you asked me, there are too many immature little shits like him being let into Team Rocket, they're better fit for a school playground."
A darker expression crossed over Kyle's face as his patience seemed to be running a little more thin, his voice lowered in a softer tone that sounded more of a warning than anything, "Oh I sure as hell hope he takes it as a challenge." It was clear whatever intent he had in his tone and his words, he was serious about it, and nothing good was intended to come from it. "As for Agent Aulus, no, I didn't get in trouble, not sure how the hell you even heard about that." As far as Kyle was concerned, him Ryan and Aulus were the only ones involved with that incident, and it had been handled then and there BY Agent Aulus. Kyle tilted his chin up a little, eying Izaya with caution and starting to seriously wonder just how the hell this guy knew about certain things. "Are you a stalker?"
"Love humans... and there is my answer, you're a freak." Kyle pushed himself back away from the door frame "I don't really have any intention of getting to know you. But I'll tell you what, you stick around this hall for a while, and I'll consider letting you talk to me again when I'm done with what you interrupted me from finishing." The brunette leaned forward a little, yellow eyes narrowing softly at the vivid red of the other grunts "love that-" and with that, Kyle closed the door of his room on Izaya.
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Posted: Thu Feb 05, 2015 10:05 pm
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Chuckling at Kyle's comments about mental illness and his roommate, Izaya offered no denial. All he said to that was, "Immature? Maybe so...but then what is it that makes you different from him?"
The older grunt didn't appear to register the darkening of expression on the other's face as he continued his cheerful smiling. "Uh oh. What happened to playing nice with our teammates? You wouldn't want to get yelled at for fighting again, would you? You might even get demoted to Trainee."
He waved a hand casually. "If there is a 'that' to be heard of, then there must have been something you did." Crimson eyes flashed to match a toothy grin at the question. "That depends on how you define the term. I just happened to overhear Jerry-kun and Aulus-san discussing you in some not-so-nice words before their self-defense class that one time."
"'Creep', 'stalker', 'freak'...those aren't very original names to call someone, Kyle-kun. I must've heard them each a thousand times over already. Couldn't you have come up with something more creative?" Izaya sounded and appeared genuinely disappointed. All traces of said disappointment vanished, however, at the brunet's offer and he perked up like a kid told to wait to be given cookies.
"Eh?" The last couple of words perplexed him, though, and he blinked in confusion as he stood his ground. After a few seconds, he sat down on the ground and crossed his legs in front of him, leaning his back against the door. I wonder if you can hear anything from out here...
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Posted: Tue Feb 10, 2015 3:25 pm
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Kyle didn't look impressed with anything this Grunt had to offer, it was clear he was just trying to get reactions out of him, but the biggest thing, and probably the thing to tick him off the most was comparing him to that Adam jerk. obviously the other grunt didn't really know what the hell he was talking about. Kyle knew he was unpleasant, he didn't go out of his way to be nice to people, or even try and act like something he wasn't, but Kyle also didn't go around purposely antagonizing people for literally nothing like this Adam idiot did. Kyle wasn't so self conscious and self unaware that the comment Izaya made even remotely registered as true in his mind, or even worry him. The ex-flare simply snorted in an amused laughter and disappeared behind his door.
Certain that the red eyed grunt would leave after maybe waiting a few minutes before giving up, Kyle made his way back into his room, passing the rolling and laughing Roman who earned a smirk from Kyle, who reached down to pat the Pokemon's chest.
The Zoroark asked, lifting his head a little as Kyle sat back down in front of him, the man gesturing for him to remove the white illusion of the mask.
Roman snickered.
It took about an hour for Kyle to get the face cleaned off, and picked up the mess from the bandages and medicine. Pushing himself back up and allowing the Zoroark to put his mask back on the man put his hands on his hits with a breath though his nose, looking down at the slightly withered Zoroark infront of him. "How about we get out for a bit for some air." Kyle offered, reaching down to help the Zoroark stand. "Nothing too much, just sit out for a bit."
He didn't need an answer from Roman, who gladly hopped off of the bed and up onto the spread of the tall man's shoulders, ribbons flailing happily. Kyle smirked, snatching the Eeveelution from his shoulders and gripping him into both his arms. While the Zoroark watched, and nodded gently.
Letting Roman go, Kyle made his way to the door, allowing it to slide back open so they could leave.
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