“How’s stuff with Ivan?” The blond asked, light blue eye’s appraising the mail him and Garet had picked out of Hamlet’s treasure trove, now walking down the path back towards the inn.
With a sigh the Mars adept looked up, watching the clouds drift, “Oh you know… He’s a storm at sea like always. Calmer now that we’ve saved his lord, but it’s like… He’s just so damn aggressive.”
The side of the leader’s mouth curved a bit at the end into a small, lopsided grin. They’d all noticed how… spunky Ivan could be. Especially when it came to Garet.
“I mean, I don’t mind most of it, but it’s like every time we’re left alone he’s on me- oh shut it! You’ve got no idea how insane it’s been!” Punching the chuckling adept in the arm. “He wasn’t so bad when we first decided, you know… to be a thing. But I swear, between Xian and that damn desert…” “So the ax and kimono incident…”
“Oh Sol,” Garet covered his eyes, a deep blush burning acrossed his face, pointing to the blond, “Don’t you ever mention that again. I nearly ended up with blue balls when I turned him down for that stunt…”
“So you’ve still…”
“Yet to do it, do it? Yeah.”
“And he’s still adamant?”
“Not so much, since we left Tobi…” He trailed off, silence drifting between the two friends. “It’s just… the look in his eyes… I almost wish he’d go back to jumping me. It’s like by refusing to break him to pieces I’m torturing him…”
“Then why not?”
The ginger scoffed. “Isaac! You’ve seen me! Even a dude whose never seen me, seen me, knows with just a look at Ivan it’s a stupid idea!”
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Flames and Hurricanes pt. 1
Date: 2010-12-24 03:19 am (UTC)With a sigh the Mars adept looked up, watching the clouds drift, “Oh you know… He’s a storm at sea like always. Calmer now that we’ve saved his lord, but it’s like… He’s just so damn aggressive.”
The side of the leader’s mouth curved a bit at the end into a small, lopsided grin. They’d all noticed how… spunky Ivan could be. Especially when it came to Garet.
“I mean, I don’t mind most of it, but it’s like every time we’re left alone he’s on me- oh shut it! You’ve got no idea how insane it’s been!” Punching the chuckling adept in the arm. “He wasn’t so bad when we first decided, you know… to be a thing. But I swear, between Xian and that damn desert…”
“So the ax and kimono incident…”
“Oh Sol,” Garet covered his eyes, a deep blush burning acrossed his face, pointing to the blond, “Don’t you ever mention that again. I nearly ended up with blue balls when I turned him down for that stunt…”
“So you’ve still…”
“Yet to do it, do it? Yeah.”
“And he’s still adamant?”
“Not so much, since we left Tobi…” He trailed off, silence drifting between the two friends. “It’s just… the look in his eyes… I almost wish he’d go back to jumping me. It’s like by refusing to break him to pieces I’m torturing him…”
“Then why not?”
The ginger scoffed. “Isaac! You’ve seen me! Even a dude whose never seen me, seen me, knows with just a look at Ivan it’s a stupid idea!”