Posts by Gunmetal Grey

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As Charles headed out of his last class of the day, his head was spinning, sorting, sifting through all that had happened throughout the day, especially with Rarewyn and Jason. She wanted to meet me for coffee, but never told me where or when. Maybe I can catch her before-- hey, is that her? Blonde over dark hair, yep, that's her. Sweet freaking irony. With a smile, he approached her slowly, not wanting to startle her. "Hey, um, sorry, but which coffee shop did you wanna meet at?" He leaned against the locker beside hers. "And when?"

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(LOL. That sounds like a place with some crap coffee. XD)

Charles nodded, his rufous brow furrowing slightly. "That's, um, by the hardware store, right? Yeah, I think I've seen it. Oh, and um, I do have one condition." His warm umber gaze leveled on her. "It's on me." Still smiling, he turned away, heading down the hall, not wanting to give her the chance to debate.

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He had seen her following him, and heard her say something, but it was a bit too muffled. "I'm sorry, what was that? It's hard to hear you with your hand over your mouth...." Charles blinked, seeming a bit confused. "What... are you doing, anyway? Are you alright? You feeling sick, or something? I can take you to the nurse...."

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Charles drew in a breath, moving in to close most of the distance between them. "You're not fooling me," he told her with a gentle smile. "What is it, what's wrong? Maybe I could help, Rarewyn." Although it did not show, he was slightly proud of himself for being able to already remember her name.

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(Lol. Actually, I don't use fancyposts at all. XD Just a pair of banners I made in GIMP. :3 Not quite the same effect, but a lot easier.)

"If you're fine, then move your hand." Charles' soft voice dropped low, displaying his disbelief. "Whatever's wrong, I'm not gonna hurt you or anything. You have nothing to worry about."

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(I figured it was something like that. XD)

Charles leaned in a bit closer, a hint of determination in his eyes. "Come on. Just what are you so afraid of me seeing? You would trust me with part of your life story, but not... whatever this is?"

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"Really?" he breathed, defeated. "Okay, alright. I won't force it out of you." Charles drew back, running his small fingers through his russet curls. "I'm still paying. So, see you in an hour?" His tone was gentle, but little flickers of disappointment were apparent in his expression.

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Charles watched her for a moment, shaking his head. She's hiding something. What the heck.... He sighed. Is she even gonna trust me when we get there, or are we just going to sit in awkward silence? Jeez. He headed towards the door, but even though his steps were calm, he felt the sole of his sandal starting to slide beneath him. Charles reached out a hand, catching himself on the lockers before he hit the ground.
Behind him was a little trail of smeared blood, leading right to his sandal.
A chill went through him. His wide eyes looked at the floor ahead, following a few drops, leading to the direction Rarewyn had gone. ...F*ck. Charles sprinted after her, narrowly avoiding a few collisions with people, and another slip. "Rarewyn!"

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Reaching for her shoulder with one hand, as if to discourage her from running off, Charles fumbled in his pocket with the other, and pulled out a small roll of gauze. "You're bleeding." His tone was matter-of-fact, the slight blaze in his eyes showing that he refused to simply let her go this time. "Show me."

(Yes, Charles is the type of person to just carry gauze in his pockets. XD It's surprising how handy it comes in.)

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"Whoa, f*ck!" Blake's eyes shot open, his hands latching on to the gurney mattress itself to keep himself from falling. "Scare the piss outta me...." he mumbled, taking in a breath. "You got shot in the f*cking leg, Raven. I'm sure they'll understand if you're a little late."

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His gaze softened at the sight. With a heavy sigh, he tore a few strips of gauze and wadded them up to an appropriate, nostril-fitting size, handing them to her. "You look like you're gonna faint, think you can make it to the nurses' office? Or you think they've left by now?" He paused. "Why were you hiding this from me? And more important, what happened, and are you hurt anywhere else?"

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Charles offered a hand to help her up. "I don't know, you can borrow mine if you want. What happened, anyway? Did something hit you?" Or someone? he added silently, a hint of anger flashing through him.

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"I... don't know." Blake shrugged, his shoulders moving beneath him as he lay on his back. "Is that a good thing? Doesn't that mean you don't gotta deal with that one c*cksucker anymore?" He turned his gaze to her, noticing the hints of panic. "The streets ain't so bad."

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"Jason-- oof!" Charles nearly lost his own balance, but managed to steady himself, still holding on to her. "You alright? Do you have a ride home? If not, I can call a friend to come pick you up."

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"Yeah, but you can barely stand up as it is." Charles pulled his phone from his messenger bag, but paused before dialing. "Did you need to borrow this for something?" He glanced around every now and then, halfway keeping an eye out for Jason.

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Charles tightened his arm's grip on her, placing the phone against his ear. "...Hey, man, are you busy by chance? Um, well, it's kind of a long story. Could you do me a huge favor? Yeah... you know that school I got transferred to? What town, um...." Charles furrowed his brow. "I don't remember the name, it's... no, no, the town past that one. Other direct-- yeah, there. Okay, you know where the school is? Okay, well, there's this girl. She's kind of injured and passing out. Yeah. I know. I kn-- yeah. I know, man. You will? Alright, thanks. I owe you one. Bye." Charles sighed, slipping the phone back into his bag. "A friend of mine will be here in a few minutes. Do you want me to go get you some water?"

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A few moments later, a mildly-dented pale blue minivan pulled up beside the sidewalk. Charles waved to the driver, then glanced at Rarewyn. "You ready? He's really nice, I promise."

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"Oh, I don't kn--"
The driver honked, and Charles flinched a bit.
"Yeah, I guess I could." Charles led her to the minivan, and held the door open for her.
In the driver's seat sat a taller guy with a bit more of a thicker, muscular build than Charles. He nodded to Rarewyn, his slightly wavy hair resembling black coffee, poured and running down his face and the sides of his head. His sea glass-green gaze watched her through the rear-view mirror, which had been adorned with a white and pink faux floral lei. "This is my mom's van," he said quickly, gesturing to the flowers. "They're cherry scented. So, who are you, and where I am going? I don't know this town."

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∞MuSiC Is LiFe∞Inactive :) wrote:

OOC-OMG GREY GREY! Gosh, get out from under my bed :)

(Never. It's so comfy under here, with all of your My Little Pony and Justin Beiber-themed pillows and blankies... I mean what? Oh Widow, is Charlie accepted? C: )

"Then run to another town," Blake suggested. "A less violent one. Find another place that'll take you in, and isn't full of c*cksuckers."