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Post by KOCHI-KOCHI on Oct 7, 2007 1:32:37 GMT -5
Taxi nearly fell when the door was opened, he hadn't been expecting Gabri to actually exit. The vampire thought Gabri would get all embarassed and screech that he most certaintly wasn't, not give him that adorably naive look and the most innocent question ever. It almost broke his heart to say what he said next. Almost. Kinda. A bit. Not really.
"Ain't judging you, if you want to spend all day in there masturbating it isn't any of my business." He said while backing up, hands raised innocently.
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Post by Rip on Oct 7, 2007 1:44:43 GMT -5
So far, Gabri had turned red more times in the last 24 hours then he had in the last five years. So far, he had almost fainted about 3 times, and so far he almost had maybe 2 heartattacks. But, up until now, he hadn't been embarissed silent.
He stared at Taxi, who was taller at the moment on account of hunching over, with a slacking jaw. Did... he just suggest that...
"B-b-b..." he tried to talk, but his tongue tied up and he failed miseribly. "B-b...!"
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Post by KOCHI-KOCHI on Oct 7, 2007 1:51:09 GMT -5
His smile widened to the point where it was hurting his face but he couldn't help it. "Then what were you doing in there all day, Mausi?"
At that point his green eyes looked from that blushing face and down to Gabri's toes. A yellow brow quirked before returning his line of sight to more appropriate areas. "You might want to put some pants on, or something, just a suggestion." Such an innocent little shrug of his shoulders.
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Post by Rip on Oct 7, 2007 1:57:25 GMT -5
Oh, he didn't want to admit to reading magazines. He really, really didn't want to admit to reading magazines. Even if he tried to lie about it and say he was looking at the girls it wouldn't work, because anyone who knew gabri for 5 seconds knew that wouldn't happen. It just wouldn't. So he was accused of masterbating, he couldn't admit to that BECAUSE IT WASN'T TRUE, and the truth was too embarissing to admit.
.... curses.
While he was pondering over that, he hadn't noticed taxi look down, and when he said what he did Gabri's head snapped down then abck up, completely mortified, and fled past Taxi into the bedroom where he practicly tackled his clothes.
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Post by KOCHI-KOCHI on Oct 7, 2007 2:22:58 GMT -5
Taxi couldn't hold it in any longer. The quakes of laughter were begining to hurt, and his face hurt, and his gut hurt. So he broke out into horrible giggles, following Gabri into the bedroom and leaning against the doorframe. Game over.
"Sorry, Mausi, I was just messing with you. Nothing happened last night, I didn't do anything but undress you cause it seemed horrible to sleep in those clothes. Not that you're not cute or anything, but, I might as well have a ring on my finger." Said finger wagged in a 'no sex for Taxi' motion before hooking his thumb in the elastic band of the black silk. He himself didn't bother getting dressed right away, he was comfortable at the moment and completely shameless. "Aren't you hungry? You oughta eat, lookin aawffullyy twitchy."
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Post by Rip on Oct 7, 2007 11:33:30 GMT -5
While he was offhandly wondering why the hotel hadn't kicked them out of the room yet, he was deathly embarissed by Taxi laughing at him. He didn't like getting made fun of, though if he weren't the target it probably would be hilarious (but he'd feel awful for the smallest chuckle). Putting on his pants rather grudgingly, a bit of a pout on his face as he glared angerly at the zipper, he grummbled a few unintelegible polish words under his breath. He didn't look up right away when Taxi followed, but Gabri was the worst angry person ever and couldn't stay in a bad mood, so he just sighed. "That's ok hinny." Ring huh? "Where's your... um..." He had to pause a sec, concidering. It was raw and obvious Taxi was not straight. Duh. But what if by some weird chance he happened to not be gay and was just messing with him the whole time, thus getting insulted if Gabri said the wrong thing.
Goddamnit why does everything on planet earth need to be complicated
"..lover? And fasting... as of last night. Azrael's mad at me."
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Post by KOCHI-KOCHI on Oct 7, 2007 12:17:56 GMT -5
"He's busy and off somewhere, so I decided to spend a week or so by myself as a vacation. Miss him." The last part was added for his own benefit moreso than for Gabris sake, looking down a bit sadly. Damnit. He did miss Quinn, didn't he? Missed his emerald eyes, his scruffy jaw, even missed his jealous angry little glare. Ah well, there was nothing he could do about it, and atleast he had Gabri's company to distract him from that ache in his chest which he would deny till the day he died.
"Oh?" The vampire peered cautiously at the other, hand now on his hip. "That's what that was? Damn, Mausi, that was freaky. You in trouble on account of me?" Another look down, hanging his head a bit. "Sorry."
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Post by Rip on Oct 7, 2007 18:06:49 GMT -5
"I'm sorry hinny, I didn't mean to shout and flail about. I thought you were attacking me and I wasn't prepared, so I was awful scared." He looked up for a second and then added. "I thought you were something attacking me. There were things there before you and I didn't know what to do." The boy looked back at him just before placing the hat on his own head, feeling better once it was there. "It could have been worse." Gabri didn't feel like talking about Azrael or his messengers anymore, so he tried to change the subject. Tried. "Why don't you write him? He'll be missing you too."
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Post by KOCHI-KOCHI on Oct 7, 2007 18:25:48 GMT -5
It had been established that Taxi was good at reading people, so he caught the shift in topic easily. He almost wanted to pry into what he had seen, but last time he had delved into Gabris head the guy ended up a crying screaming mess.
"There's nooo way in hell i'm writing some sappy love letter, Mausi." A grin as he shuffled around the bed to finally put on his own pants. "I'm gay, not a lovesick teenage girl." Not that there weren't some un-masculine features about Taxi, but he wasn't going to start behaving as though he was chock full of estrogen and hormones.
"I think they're gonna kick us out today, Ja? Shouldn't you get some work done?"
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Post by Rip on Oct 7, 2007 18:42:33 GMT -5
"I didn't say sappy love letter. Just a normal one." The boy shrugged lightly. "Was just a suggestion." Relief washed over him and Gabri was thankful Taxi didn't want to dig his nose into last night's business. He was also glad he hadn't asked about the fasting, as Gabrjel didn't want to explain the disgusting things he saw in place of food. Azrael could starve him to death if he really wanted too, least the Pole decided that, in his hunger, it was alright to eat worms and cockroaches and bloody fingernails.
At the mention of getting work done, he rubbed his chin. "I guess I should. Just a few though." After a few seconds he tacked on a, "Don't want to be greedy. I've been in worse trouble so it doesn't matter right now."
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Post by KOCHI-KOCHI on Oct 7, 2007 18:59:59 GMT -5
Maybe he could write a letter. Although he didn't really know exactly where Quinn was, so that would be a tad difficult. Maybe just write one and give it to him when he came back. Should probably leave out the bit about sleeping in the same bed as him, and not mention kissing him on the cheek. Innocent fun, but, you never know sometimes.
"You can take their wallets if you need more cash. The dead don't use money." Brows furrowed for a second, something about that sentence was off. "Oh, except for like, me, I guess." The blonde didn't want to bug him aymore but seeing as the topic had come back up, "Just how do you know who to kill, anyways? You have rules, right? I take undiscriminantly."
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Post by Rip on Oct 7, 2007 19:23:58 GMT -5
"I suppose. I wish our friend Mr. Clay would of had his wallet on him the other night, that would have made things much simpler, wouldn't it? Aw well, it shouldn't be too hard I guess." He didn't seem bothered by the question and replied easily. "Crows. Crows sit on people who I'm suppose to kill, but I don't suppose you can see them. There was a big fat one sleeping on the janitor's head." He decided not to mention the birds he saw climbing in and our of Taxi's ears back in the car. He didn't want to seem bonkers of course. "They look different then normal ones. They often smile. I don't like them."
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Post by KOCHI-KOCHI on Oct 7, 2007 19:59:50 GMT -5
A normally soft and musical voice turned bitter and hard, scowling, "I hate crows. And animals in general. They can sense what humans can't, and crows, crows eat dead flesh. -I- am dead flesh." Hands thrust into his pockets, shuffling his feet on the floor and scuffing it a few times till he was satisfied. "Thats why they were attacking me when you picked me up."
The fact that Gabri saw crows everywhere as mildly disturbing, but not too odd. Crazy people hallucinated, it's what they did. Usually they didn't see crows on people which meant they had to die, but... well, that was unusual, Taxi had to admit it. So incredibly strange, perhaps Gabri wasn't lieing afterall. It seemed too fucked up to make ip, or be anything other than the truth. The jury was still out.
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Post by Rip on Oct 7, 2007 20:14:28 GMT -5
Last night, while Taxi was busy satisfying his poor deprived dick and Gabri was fighting to stay awake, the forgotten head of a fat man sat on the livingroom table- stripped of it's eyes. Gabri saw rats whever he went, in hotels especially, but one rat happened to be quite real. This rat was white and the escaped pet of a boy on the bottom floor, who would be quite distraught once discovering it was missing. The rat had been attracked to the dead smell, which it could indeed smell much better then any human, and had climbed atop the table, nibbling absentmindly on the left ear lobe. Quite the difference from the dry food pellets he was fed on a daily basis. When the boy came dashing out the door, the rat was startled and ran, knocking the head off the table and into the clothes basket. A table mat slid off as the rat jumped, covering it.
While the Pole chased a dog down the steps, the maid came in, seeing the door was FINALLY opened, and assuming there was still someone in the room because of the bathroom light on, she wheeled the basked down stairs to the laundry room.
Three minutes ago, a guest called in complaining of loud bumping noises. An employee was sent to investigate. Upon opening the dryer, she was presented with something that she thought was a bowling ball at first, until she regestered the ashey face. She screamed until her voice gave out.
Gabri jumped at the noise. "... I hope that does not have to do with me, hinny."
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Post by KOCHI-KOCHI on Oct 7, 2007 20:48:10 GMT -5
Taxi's metaphorical ears perked at the noise, chin tipping upwards and eyes moving to the side as he focused on the sound. An isolated scream, and the blonde had a feeling that Gabri's hopes would be quickly destroyed. Sure, it was Vegas, but, the chance of it being a coincidence when two prolific killers were in the building was slim.
"Oh, by the way, thanks for the eyes." ADHD struck again, and then his short attention spanned turned to something useful as his chain of thought continued on. "Oh, uh, hey, what'd you do with that head anyways? I haven't seen it for a while." Completely oblivious to the notion that their missing cranium may be responsible for the holler of terror.
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