1x1 with tabby-chan

[bee]

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quinnely
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I'm broken,
do you hear me?
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I'm blinded,
because you're
everything that
I see

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Quinn elbowed him in the ribs with a huff as the comment was made about his little cloud of sand as he ran down the beach. it wasn't like he was trying to hide. well, he probably should, if Amelia was here, but he'd been a little too excited to worry. but soon the topic was brought up about their old tree house, and Quinn's turquoise eyes lit up at the mention of 'the palace'. that rickety old thing had been one of his favorite things in the world. how they'd thought it was gigantic was beyond him. a light chuckle brushed past his lips, and he leaned back on the palms of his hands against the cooling sand, finding an odd peacefulness to the waves as they reached up the shore to touch the golden land, then slid back into the ocean. it was nice, and even better with Luka here. "Well, yeah. I mean, no, not quite as fabulous as 'the palace' was. but I built two. funny thing was, I never spent any time in them. it seemed wrong without my partner in crime. I'd sort of just sit on the ground below them and stare at them. kind of depressing." the wind started to play with his light brown hair, teasing it around his face. lets see, what else was exciting? not much. Tennessee wasn't all that great. "nothing important, I guess. I've never had much luck in school, you know that, so life sort of sucked. my parents are as uncaring as ever, and apart from cheating girlfriends and alcoholic buddies, and of course the constant drama of social activity, nothing worth talking about. Quinnely glanced over at his friend, then gently poked him in the side and smiled crookedly, a dimple flashing up on his cheek. "what about here?"

[foxes800]

((Thanks for being so understanding. <3))

Ｌｕｋａ Ｅｖｅｒｅｔｔ Ｒｙａｌｓ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~
-----One of his favorite things about Quinn: that bright glint that flashed through his sea green hues whenever he was excited, happy, or simply adored something. Like guitar and ‘the palace’. Luka and his partner in crime had had some good times in that cramped, unstable, splinter ridden, tree fort. Heh. Partner in crime. It really was the perfect way to describe them, at least when they were children. When they’d known each other better than they knew themselves. “Dude, that is pathetic. Just sitting below a perfectly fine tree house... Though, I’m shocked a womanizer like yourself didn’t bring any of those fabulous girlfriends you’ve had up there.” Alright. Not even the werewolf could keep a straight face at that, a cheeky grin quickly making its way across his features. Amber eyes lit up and dark brows raised in amusement as he waited to see what kind of retort (probably a smart ass one) the boy would come up with. Quinn was a lot of things, but a womanizer was definitely not one of ‘em. He was far too sweet for that, not to mention shy. “Before I go on about how boring it was without you here, what is the story with those ex girlfriends? All I know is they cheated. Did you... really like them or something?” The eighteen year old would feel horrible if his best friend had been head over heels, only to have his heart broken. (And, if that was the case, he made no promises not to hunt the ladies down and rip their throats out.) “But yeah, it just wasn’t the same once you left. Other than the arranged marriage thing, I’ve really got nothing else to share.” Except hitting the age of his first shift, training to be alpha, moving into the pack cabin, gaining a couple of new ‘siblings’.... But he couldn’t tell his friend any of that. “Yuri missed you too, even though we kind of tormented her when we were little. Like the ‘no girls allowed in the palace’ rule. She hated that. Remember how she always used to tattle on us to my parents? And then we had to include her in a game or two. Until she either got bored or found friends of her own.”

[bee]

(no problem uvu)

Quinn found himself giggling softly at the womanizer comment. They both knew he was no where close to that title. But no snarky comment was made about it, he just let that topic die out. It explained itself. But the topic of his cheating girlfriend was brought up, and the amused light in his eyes spluttered out, crooked grin fading. He'd answer honestly, there was no truth in lying to his best friend. "well...no, not exactly. I was sort of forced into those hellish relationships. I've never felt anything towards a girl before, weird as it is." he tapped the tip of his shoes together. "and when they cheated, it just opened up a door for me to break up with them. In all honesty, I was happy when they did." Quinn looked back over at Luka, a little worried that he'd think he was weird. His light smile painted back onto his lips as the name Yuri came to his ears. That blond little devil had caused him and Luka much stress, but she was a sweet little thing. They'd have to play with her, making her the center of attention until she got bored and wandered away.

[foxes800]

((Hey c: How have you been lately?))

Ｌｕｋａ Ｅｖｅｒｅｔｔ Ｒｙａｌｓ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~
-----That familiar giggle was like music to his ears. Why’d he have to ruin it so quickly? By now, you’d think he’d learn to keep his big mouth shut and not bring up ex girlfriend drama. But did he ever? No. Of course not. “Don’t worry about it, Quinnely. I get ya, man.” Pulling himself up into a sitting position, Luka patted the other’s shoulder comfortingly and then wrapped his arms around his own knees, staring off into the distance with a blank expression, as if he were seriously thinking something over. Which he was. “I’ve never felt anything for a girl either... Granted, I’ve only dated those spoiled, popular, brats, and I’m-” He cut himself off there, too much of a wimp to admit that he was gay out loud. It had the potential to make things pretty awkward. Once the guys here found out that another leaned towards males, a surprising amount of them started taking innocent glances or even handshakes the wrong way. And they were relentless in the teasing. “I’m not really supposed to have people over to the house, but I think Yuri might want to see you again... We should have one of the guitar lessons at our place.” Damn this attempt at topic switching was not working for him. One question kept running through his mind, making focus impossible. “Quinn? Are you even gay? I mean I know that... I spread that rumor around school, but I didn’t even stop to figure out if that was true or not. I just kind of did it.”

[bee]

(pretty good ;u; everything okay with you?)

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I'm broken,
do you hear me?
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I'm blinded,
because you're
everything that
I see

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being that Luka looked quite nervous as he said he hadn't felt much towards girls either, Quinnely made sure to give little nods of understanding her and there when it was necessary. Dating only queen bees, Quinn completely understood how he wouldn't actually love them. Adding to that, in high school, it was only puppy love, and people often broke up, cried for a day, the pranced around to find another bae. The topic shift somewhat relieved him, and seemingly relieved Luka too, since he'd cut himself off and quickly found another thing to ramble on about. "sounds great. I miss Yuri. Man, she's gonna be all grown up now..." he was about to chuckle and say 'I feel old dammit', but Luka decided it'd be splendid to go back to the dating subject. But this time...somewhat further into it. Quinn's breath caught in his throat at the three sentences. He quickly searched his mind for an answer, mentally kicking himself over and over for saying he'd never liked a girl before. That'd probably been a big accidental hint that he wasn't the straightest little nerd. Unfortunately, his brain decided to go completely blank of smart arse answers, and he was stuck in complete silence for a few moments. He finally leaned forward and rested his elbows on his knees, closing his eyes and pinching the bridge of his nose with a heavy sigh. "God Luka, nice surprise question." play it off. Don't answer. "May I ask why you did it? Was there a reason, besides making my life more similar to hell?" Quinn had been getting weird looks all day. He'd been called a few fairly unkind words, but other then that it wasn't too bad. The teen got used to the staring.

[foxes800]

((Yep. It's been a good couple of days. There's been little homework because everything is winding down before the crazy prep for finals begins. And I get my Spanish final out of the way early since I'm taking it tomorrow. c:))

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-----The topic of his sister was just about forgotten as he eagerly awaited a response. It was rare, but a werewolf’s imprintee could have a different, ‘opposing’ sexuality to theirs. And with Luka’s luck, well.... let’s just say his hope was dwindling. And fast. So during those long, antagonizing moments of silence, his piercing amber gaze never left the boy. But more specifically, his eyes never dropped from the corner of Quinn’s lips, watching and waiting for that usual quiver to hint that the other was lying. However, in the end, he was only brushed off. “Don’t think that I have no idea what you’re doing, Quinnely. You answered my question with a question, and you’re clearly trying to maneuver around giving an upfront yes or no answer.” Wait! Did that mean his friend was gay? Or was he over thinking this?... Man his brain hurt. “I’m not sure if you prefer guys, don’t like ‘em in that way, are some other sexuality, or aren’t even sure yet, but I’m not going to force you into telling me, if you don’t want to... especially since I’m the person who spread that rumor.” What number lie was that? 5,308? 7,821? 10,911? Either way, it was getting up there, and he felt as if he was getting more and more tangled. Amelia had spread the rumor. But if he told the truth, she’d go running back to daddy and tell him that her Lukey Poo was being rude and conniving. And then her father would talk with his father, and his father would have his ass. “Uhh....” There was a long pause as the eighteen year old worked through all this in his head, attempting to come up with a decent enough lie so that that situation could be avoided. “I don’t know why... I just did it? To make your life miserable? Maybe it was to get back at you for leaving?” Definitely not his intention, but the statements came out more like questions than anything. Oh well. This was as much effort as he was throwing into the cover up, other than attempting to hold eye contact (which wasn’t working very well). Luka would glance back to the water every sentence/question or so, only to remind himself to look at Quinn (in case it wasn’t already obvious that he was making up nonsense as he went along). “Do you hate me for doing that? I mean you kicked me in the shin pretty damn hard. I understand if you want retaliation... Hell you could always spread a rumor about me. You know I don’t give a crap about people’s opinions.” Except if they found out his sexuality. Then it could get back to his father, and once again the man would have his ass.

[bee]

(good luck on your Spanish final! You'll do great! \(^o^)/ )

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I'm broken,
do you hear me?
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I'm blinded,
'cause you're
everything that
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as the topic dragged on and slowly tore Quinn's confidence up bit by bit, he found himself panicking. what was he going to say? did he even know the answer? he'd been raised to like girls, but he never loved one in that way. a few sisterly friends were the ones who he'd felt love towards, but not...love love. and he hadn't ever found anything wrong with liking a guy, though he'd never had a crush on one before. and it felt a little wrong so he didn't ever try to think about it, but now Luka was bringing it up. fantastic. his parents hadn't ever had a talk about which gender to like being that they hardly paid attention to their son, to them, Quinnely was probably more of a needy pet dog and just another mouth to feed. He soon found himself pressing his palms into his eyes for so long he saw stars, wishing he could disappear into the inky blackness swirling with unseen yet visible miniscule light bursts behind his lids. a gurgle-groan rumbled in the back of his throat, sounding somewhat like a cross between him being annoyed or being tortured. "I'm straight. I like girls." despite him trying to say it like a statement, it sounded more like a question, like he was trying to convince himself. he knew he should be honest with Luka. but that nagging worry kept him from doing so, convincing him that if he said 'I'm honestly not sure', Luka would find him weird and get up and leave his life forever. maybe he didn't like any gender. maybe he was destined to be alone forever and live with a cat and his computer. thankfully, the topic was changed ever so slightly to the rumor. his blue-green gaze flickered up from his hands to glare at Luka. "oh, no, I'm not mad. you just sort of crushed any chance that I have of..." he trailed off, mouth staying open ever so slightly when he realized that Luka wasn't making eye contact. nor did he have a specific reason for 'spreading the rumor'. everything slid together, and Quinn huffed, looking a little surprised. "You're stupid. I hate you." he stood up, hands clenched at his sides, and kicked a little cloud of sand at Luka. "You little liar, you didn't even spread the damn rumor." his mouth was pressed in a thin line, but his eyes glimmered with a somewhat happy light. his friend hadn't done it. the rumor was still out there, but Luka hadn't said anything. "It was her, wasn't it? why didn't you just tell me, you idiot!" his tone was scoffing yet playful.

[foxes800]

((Okay I don't even know what is happening with Luka anymore. x3 It's almost like he's switched roles with Quinn. Quinny is the one being confident and demanding answers, and then Luka's just sitting there all disappointed and such. Gosh. Alright. He's just going to be a sad lump in this post. I'll try to fix him later. xD And evidently, I'm terrible at keeping a character a bully. So, I'll have him be nice alone, but cruel around others. /shot))

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-----Fan freaking tastic. Quinn had fallen silent once again, leaving the dark-brunette boy stranded. All alone with his thoughts. It was times like these where he wished he could simply spend the rest of his life in his wolf form. Wouldn’t be as much of a hassle and wouldn’t be nearly as stressful. That idea, or something similar to it, seemed to be running through his friend’s mind as well. The other’s stunning, sea-green hues were covered, and his overall body language screamed, ‘drop it, Luka’. (Heh. They both knew better than that.) The teen would let it go for a while, but ultimately it would be brought up again and again. Until he got his answer. But did he even want to hear the response? A second couldn’t even be spent questioning this before he felt his heart drop in his chest. Quinn liked girls. Quinn just admitted that he liked girls. The werewolf didn’t have a shot in hell. Not. A. Single. Shot. “Okay... I didn’t mean to upset or bug you or anything... I was just wondering if any of the rumor was true..... Guess not.” As much as he tried to mask the disappointment in his tone, Luka simply couldn’t manage it. It was a crushing feeling, having your own imprintee (your own soul mate) basically reject you. “So I kind of ruined any chance you had for dating, huh?” He couldn’t make eye contact anymore, not even to watch the gears turn in Quinnely’s head. Luka simply couldn’t bear it. As the other shot up and kicked sand at him, his amber gaze still didn’t leave his feet. It was only when his best friend’s words sunk in that he actually forced himself to look up. Wait? He actually hated him? His expression sure said so. Wow. The boy seemed really pissed off by that lie. And at the same time... happy? What the hell was going on!? “Geez, Quinny Bear... It’s one thing to scare someone by making them think they’re being kidnapped, but this is just a terrifyingly, cruel revenge. I can’t tell if you despise me or are relieved that Amelia was the one who spread the rumor... Do you really hate me? Or are you just temporarily angry?” Damn it! If he was rejected and put on his best friend’s hate list, all in one day, Luka was spending the rest of eternity as a fluffy, brown/grey, howling beast. He’d live like a recluse in the woods forever. “I... I couldn’t tell you. She’d go running back to daddy. Her father would talk with my father, and you know how my dad is. He doesn’t stand for any crap. I just... really don’t need any more lectures from him.” The fact that the alpha would believe a rival pack’s werewolf, over his own son, was bad enough in itself. He didn’t need another verbal reminder from the man. “So you still hate me? Or are you going to sit your ass back down and let me ruffle your hair?” Right now, that was his best attempt at a teasing remark. The tone was soft, hesitant. Not his usual confidence.

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(that's perfectly fine ^.^ with the tables turning, i think I like depressed lump Luka. I feel like something should happen later on that makes Quinn think Luka just set up this whole friendly thing to get close then hurt him, and he ends up shying away even when they're alone. drama llama dorks. then Lulu's crush on my short dweeb can come up at around that time or something.
oh, and I think the next day Quinn's gonna get sick with the stomach flu or something and Luka could possibly come over and take care of him? eh?)

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I'm broken,
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I'm blinded,
'cause you're
everything that
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Quinn bit the inside of his cheek, noting Luka's disappointment. he didn't think he'd act so down at his own playful negativity. the short boy wasn't trying to make his friend sad, he'd just been kidding! crud. he quickly settled back down, leaning towards Luka with a cheesy, dimpled smile in an offering for the other to ruffle his light brown hair. "Nah, I still love you. but you could have just told me in the music room. I guess that would have been a little late, too, huh? in the hallway when you came to tell me I was worthless, then?" he quirked a dark brow, looking over at Luka judgingly. Quinn had pieced together why his old buddy was so mean and cruel around his jocks, and it honestly hadn't been that hard to figure out, so he blamed himself for being confused. Luka was trying to keep his alpha position and keep Amelia happy. unfortunately, Amelia didn't like Miles. Neither did the jocks. Luka was being forced into bullying him. now that Quinn knew, it wasn't quite as hurtful, but it was still a low blow to the heart. maybe he was being somewhat selfish, wishing that Luka would stop and just ignore his jock friends, but Amelia was a different story. he was stuck with her. and apparently she'd go running to Luka's daddy and complain that he was being unkind, earning Lulu a nice lecture. that didn't seem all that pleasant, so Quinnely understood why this bullying thing happened. and he now craved those moments when him and his old friend could be alone and chat and be friends again without being told he was useless and pathetic and be humiliated publicly in the lunch room or beat down behind the school. Quinnely eventually leaned his shoulder against Luka's, a desperate attempt to assure the other he wasn't all that angry. "I didn't plan on dating, anyway." he said finally, glancing out at the water that sprang to shore at their feet like an animal, then crawled back into the ocean. "As I said, I've never felt anything towards a girl before. and with my horrible experiences, I don't think I'll be dating again for a long while."

[foxes800]

((Oooh I like the sound of that. C: We could throw Amelia into the mix? Like another act of jealousy before she flat out attacks Quinn? She could find out about Luka caring for the little dork, and then try to keep them from getting any closer by sowing the seeds of doubt into his head. I don’t know. I’ll think about some other ideas over the next couple of days. ^u^
That last part is most definitely happening though. Don’t forget the storm. And the cuddling. <3))

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-----The werewolf would have been perfectly content to remain grumpy and disappointed, to sulk in silence over his own problems a while longer. Rejection. Irritating girlfriend. Strict father. Horrible friends... But that cheesy ass smile on such a cute little dweeb. How could anyone stay depressed and not grin in response? “You’re such a dork, Quinn... I missed ya, man.” Ruffling the soft, brunette locks to complete their ‘deal’, Luka gave a satisfied nod, as if everything in the world was in balance again, now that he’d gotten to muss up the other’s hair. (If only that were true.) There was still the matter of explaining why he’d called his best friend and soul mate worthless. Except that there was no excellent reason. Or any reason. In other words, all Luka could actually do was apologize profusely. “I am sorry about that... I really am. You were pretty upset. And it just about killed me to see those tears welling up in your eyes.” It had been a low blow, telling Quinn that their time spent together as children had meant nothing. And he’d probably spend the rest of his life trying to make up for that, starting right away. “You know... nothing truly says ‘I’m sorry’ like a cheesy movie marathon, piles of junk food, and lazing around the house in sweats. What do ya say? Hm? Hm?” The werewolf flashed the boy a nice, toothy grin, repeatedly nudging him in the side with his elbow to pester him. “I’ll bring movies and snacks. And we can have it at your place? Just like the good old days.” {{I was thinking that this could be when he gets sick. Luka’d still insist on coming over, and then they’d cuddle and watch crappy movies throughout the storm in order to keep Quinn distracted. :3}} “Although... I will admit... It’s going to be a challenge to find time. What with all those girls flocking all over ya, womanizer.. But seriously, you want me to kill those cheaters for ya?”

((Bit of wb, sorry. :/))