[ jarred ]; a fountain of luck

[saxon delacroix]

WARNING! this thread will most likely have; strong language, blood, and conflict between two (or more) characters. please do not read on if you have a problem with any of the said above. you have been warned.

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Well now…it wasn’t like he had planned anything important. Nope. Just the opposite! He wasn’t really planning anything other than meeting this famous bodyguard of the prince. It wasn’t something Sax would usually do…something as reckless and wild as he was about to at least. This reminded him of the time he snuck in another castle with the guards begging at his feet to stop. All the red, bloodied bodies and his own dyed with red…that’s basically all that happened. It was an easy job and he was surprised that the police couldn’t stop the madhouse…well; it wasn’t a madhouse to him. Just someone blackmailing…what lies! Sax couldn’t help pity the man who fell into the trick. One flick of his [Saxon’s] finger could have set the pathetic life of that fearful dog to the soul reaper’s form. Yet, it all just lead to the police chasing his ass even more. What fun… He smirked as he eyed the guards at the front gate. They didn’t seem too tough…the only problem was that they had guns. One shot would probably alert the others in the manor. So, he decided to let them off with their lives…lucky them. Sighing, Saxon narrowed his brown eyes at the wall surrounding the place. The tree he was sitting in wasn’t that far away from it…but it was too close to the gate to make sure the makeshift plan came out successfully. So, instead he slipped down into the bushes. At this time, the fact that he was a Caro was of great use. His feet landed lightly on the grassy ground and he gave a quick glance at the black iron gate…along with the two black suited men standing as guards. If I had a gun, you two would be as good as dead.

Sighing once again, the Caro moved silently toward the next closest tree a few feet away. Even if it seemed easy, he kept his guard up and senses open for any moment. Sax took another quick look at the guards before skidding over to the next tree. Its green leaves hanging above and very close to the pearl white wall. It wasn’t as far away from the gate as he had hoped, but it had to work for now. Saxon climbed up the tree in a matter of seconds and finally perched on one of the stronger branches. He peeked through the leaves to see if any other guards were there…just in case they had the chance of crushing his plan. Luck for him, there didn’t seem to be any…must because he came during lunchtime. The sun was barely out as it is; the thick grey clouds covered up most of the sky besides a few fleeing rays of light. Being as sly as possible, he moved to the tip of the branch, then the wall, and finally landing softly on the other side. Increase your guards around the place or a sly cat will surely break in. He snickered and moved his glaze toward the main door. Two more guards were standing there and that could simply cause a problem. However, Saxon hadn’t planned to enter the manor; just sit and wait for the almighty guard showed his pretty little face. Hopefully that wouldn’t take that long…if it did, he could always make something happen or maybe a lie or two? “A dog is loyal to his master after all…” He mumbled and stared at yet another tree. It would be a fine waiting place for him to wait. Sax took in a deep breath…taking in all of the scents he could after climbing up in sitting in the tree. This scent…its familiar… Pausing, he snarled…he knew this scent quite well! And wasn’t too happy about the fact it was here in the manor grounds of all the places. Luthen…!

notes not as good as I had hoped. v.v Anyway, if Kai wants to come in with Luthen that would be fine with me too. hehe. x3

[jarred antonelli]

Tell your boyfriend, if he says he's got beef

The black silence of a deep sleep was suddenly cut short as an impossibly loud clatter of falling dishes and loud voices, muffled as the mixture of noises found their way down the wide hallway and into the carpeted room with it's deep olive-colored walls, tore the relative quiet of the sprawling manor. A small sound of disgruntlement stirred in his throat as he rolled onto his stomach, burying his face in the navy blue pillow beneath him in a fruitless attempt to fall back asleep. Unfortunately, the noise didn't subside as quickly as he'd have hoped; a rise of voices that could only belong to the quick-speaking maids continued to argue across the kitchen, tearing apart any chances of returning to sleep. A long, slow sigh escaped him as his ice blue eyes blearily opened, his sleepy, half-lidded gaze sliding towards the softly glowing face of the digital clock sitting neatly on his bedside table. His brow furrowed, features falling in a slight grimace as he blinked at the red 12:10 PM seeming to stare back at him. He usually would have been up for hours already; every morning, like clockwork, he would take the carpeted stairs two at a time and find an endless source of new ways to wake Leiv up, some more intricate and clever than others. But this morning, or afternoon, he had no intention of climbing those stairs. He didn't think he could even if the thought had crossed his mind after the events of the previous day. Yawning, he forced himself into a sitting position at the edge of the bed, rubbing a hand across the side of his neck before quietly crossing the room and tugging on a fitted yellow tee and a pair of distressed jeans before opening his door with minimal sound, clicking it shut behind him as he stepped out into the dimly sunlit hallway.

He hopped down the remainder of the hall, pulling on his favored pair of converse as he made his way past the boisterous, crowded kitchen, where a number of maids, two chefs, and a wiry butler were picking up the remainder of shattered porcelain plates scattered over the tiled floor. They all seemed to freeze as he walked by the opened entrance, shooting a narrowed glare towards the bunch as he headed towards the windowed doors leading out back. "Uh- Bodyguard!" He turned, a hand on the polished copper door handle as his disenchanted gaze fell upon the approaching maid. None of the help really ever addressed him by anything other than 'bodyguard', though there were a few less charming names they had come up with. "The gatesmen wanted to see you.." the small girl tugged at a red curl, taking a step away from him as though he were contagious, "Something about, uh, missing artillery or.. or something." And of course, they immediately expect it's me. Typical. Stupid, ignorant bast- "His Majesty told us to tell you, if we saw you." He set his jaw, breezing by the maid, who seemed to shrink away even more as he passed. One time, one time since he'd started working here he'd stolen a few weapons to off some threats to the prince, and ever since, one little thing went missing, a kitchen knife even, and he was under suspicion. He wrenched open the heavy, carved front door, running a hand through his shock of black and blue hair as he cleared the entry's steps and started over the long cobblestone pathway with absolutely no intention of adhering to his given orders. He let his thoughts turn once again to Luthen, a small smile slightly tugging the corners of his mouth upward as the night before replayed itself in his head. He'd give anything to be able to go back to that; if he were stuck in that single day forever, that'd be just fine with him. Unfortunately, as the morning was already showing, life wasn't always so perfect. Some days, it seemed a downright bitch.

that I'm a vegetarian, and I'm not scared of him.

For: Saxon (and Luthen if Kai wants to join the fun lol)
Notes: Domg what a fail, I'm sorry whoever replies to this D: J's a smart boy, but he doesn't have that caro/devoto instinct so he can't like sense ppl or smell them or whatever.. unless they haven't bathed in foreverz. XD Plus, he's.. distracted.. -snorts- I left it kinda open 'cause I wasn't sure if Kai was gonna join or if Luth was still there, or awake or not, or how J and Luth ended up the previous night.. lolz. Trying not to box ppl in.
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[Luthen]

He had woken up quite disorientated to say the very least. He had opened his eyes to find himself on a cream toned floor; quickly he had sat up, dazed. It took awhile for it to sink in that he was in Jarred's room; then the events of the night before began to sink in. His cheeks flushed slightly at the memory, though he still didn't know how'd he ended up on the floor.. Luthen remembered falling asleep on the [don't know if he should of slept on the couch or the bed], I must of rolled off.. The devoto wasn't use to sleeping on anything that wasn't flat on the ground. By the way the sun began to filter in, he could tell it was around eight; he smiled at the sleeping form of the older boy. He'd let the other sleep while he went about doing.. Something. With a small sigh he poked his still damp clothes, then went over to the other's closet to borrow some more clothes. He didn't think that Jarred would mind, or at least he hoped. Quietly he sneaked out of the room and tried to find the kitchen, it was dumb luck that he didn't run into any of the manor staff; that's all he need, to explain what the hell he was doing in this place. The kitchen was empty, a pleasant surprise to him; then he went about raiding the fridge. The boy found a few eggs and ate them raw, he didn't know you could cook them.. Well, he didn't even know how to cook food, so it just had to be a given that everything he ate was mostly raw.

It felt odd for him to be around this place, it was just so, amazing and, well, big. After filling his stomach, Luthen had ventured outside the manor and began to look around. Everything about this place made the devoto feel more and more unwelcome. This place was never meant for someone like him, but there was a reason for him to stay here.. It really is a nice day.. I guess Lothen was right about how the best days come after a storm. A smile appeared on his face, once again a memory didn't bring a torrent of pain. The bodyguard's effect on him still hadn't faded, and he was glad of that. "Wow," he whispered softly as he came upon the fountain, this place would never cease to amaze the boy. It was still rather early, maybe between nine thirty and ten, by his guess. And the benches had begun to look rather comfortable, he thought it might look odd if he slept on the grass like he'd wanted to. I wonder when Jarred will get up, his thoughts asked as he laid down on the bench and looked up at the passing clouds. After a few minutes Luthen had drifted off to sleep, he always felt safer outside with all the scents easily coming to him. Huh.. W-what the hell's this scent..? quickly he sat up, noticing that the bench was now next to him; he'd rolled off the damn thing. The sun was directly above him now, around noon. He sat on the ground for a few minutes; it had been awhile since he'd last scented this smell, but he only knew it too well. Saxon.. What the hell is he doing here? With a low growl, he pushed himself to his feet and started to look around; that was until another, more familiar scent drifted toward him. Instantly he forgot about Saxon and turned and started to walk toward the scent, a smile beginning to form. That smile turned into a grin as he spotted Jarred; the older boy seemed a bit out of it today. He wasn't the mischievous type, but why not try to be once in awhile. Quietly he sunk up behind the older boy, then wrapped his arms around the other's middle; "I see you've finally gotten up." he said with a soft chuckle. He had to will himself to unwrap his arms and walk around to face the other; he would of been happy to just stay like that. "I hope you don't mind that I borrowed some more of your clothes. Mine were still wet.."

[You guys don't mind me joining.. Right? Woot, happy Luth icons XD Erm.. I don't know what to say about this post -_-"]
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[saxon delacroix]

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His eyes narrowed and flickered toward the door which opened to revival the person he was looking for. However, the scent of his teammate close by angered him even more. Maybe Luthen’s spying on this place…at least, I hope that’s it. The gang only had three members as of yet…and the third he hasn’t even met before. Luthen was the only one he knew and trusted, but it seemed that his hopes would soon be shattered. They were supposed to be loyal to each other…they were supposed to tell the other about the plans they had. It wasn’t right for Sax to be sneaking into the manor to meet this loyal ‘dog’ to the prince…if he was even loyal at all. He growled as the familiar scent of his teammate was even closer as he watched the young dark-haired boy move up to the enemy and hug him. Sax’s brown eyes widened with shock as he watched and heard the Luth talking as if they were best friends for life. This isn’t right! What the hell is he doing?! He let out a growl loud enough for even the gate-guards to hear. This was quite a reckless – and even foolish – thing for him to do…but why sit here as if he approved? Why sit here doing nothing as he watched his so called ‘loyal teammate’ get all close to this enemy?! It was something he could never approve of! But what shocked him even more…is that he had trusted such a traitor.

“You freaking traitor! How dare you!” His voice bloomed and he watched as the guards moved to see who was making all the ruckus. Licking his dry lips, he stood up and walked over to the two in a few quick strides…only to stop a few feet away from them. This was either going to end up in something bloody or peaceful…probably the first option. He glared at the guards who pointed their crappy guns at him as if they were challenging him to move. Sax just took it as a joke…as if he’d fall to some weapon mere humans created. They were nothing but worthless crap! The guards slightly stared at him back, but didn’t seem to urge on their challenge to him. Smirking, he turned his attention to Jarred and his former teammate. “Luthen…” He sighed, trying to break his temper down a bit. It really wasn’t a wise idea if he went out and attacked out of pure rage. Saxon would at least try and listen to the pathetic excuses these two had. My, my…what am I going to do with this? It isn’t like I can simply forgive him…nor can I throw him away completely if he does ask for forgiveness. Hopefully, Luthen doesn’t turn to the other side. “What’s with this? Are you betraying us?” Sax finished the sentence that seemed to hang in the air. Only, his tone rippled with a light growl mixed in with a gentle tone he always seemed to have. Comment pénible!

[jarred antonelli]

Tell your boyfriend, if he says he's got beef

His head tipped back, a shock of blue hair sliding off of his forehead as he blinked up at the overcast skies, his rhythmic steps slowing. He'd hadn't even fully woken up before he was being accused of something that, for once, really wasn't his fault. An irritated sigh escaped his lips, blue eyes closing as he slid his hands in the deep pockets of his jeans. He knew he'd have Abe after him later for not answering to the guards' demands, that he'd probably be in even bigger trouble after skipping out, but since when had he let anyone tell him what to do? It wasn't as if how the staff viewed him made any difference; he'd hated a majority of the workers from the moment he'd started working at the manor. They were always gossiping, complaining about this or that behind the royalty's backs but never having the guts to say it to their faces. Of course, he couldn't speak for all the staff; there were those that he didn't necessarily dislike, he just didn't care about them either way. His roaming thoughts were cut off as he froze, eyes flying open at the same moment he jumped slightly at the sudden pressure wrapping around his middle. Luth.. Just as quickly as he'd started, he felt himself relax, a warm smile crossing his features; he didn't have to turn to know who it was, it could only be one person. He chuckled; Yeah, well, I figured this place needed to see a smiling face sometime, he teased sarcastically. Pulling his hands from his pockets as he felt the younger boy's arms unwind themselves, he let his icy gaze meet the boy's as Luthen walked around to face him. He tugged at the edge of the familiar shirt the dark-haired boy was wearing, thinking to himself that the boy looked good in the more form-fitted, vivid style he was partial to. Why should I mind? I told you, take whatever you want. He smiled, shrugging his shoulders, And sorry about your clothes.. the maids don't, uh, go near my room unless I'm gone. He still felt it was their own faults; when they barge in like they own the whole place, he felt they should've seen a retaliation coming. So where'd you get t-

He was cut off as a resonant voice tore the air. He stiffened visibly, hands clenching at his sides as his features hardened. Bastard.. Suddenly his last run-in with the Gang's ruthless leader seemed like it had happened only yesterday. He could almost feel the bullet tearing the skin, piercing his heart before the man had pinned him to the asphalt. His head snapped around at the sound of footsteps, his cold gaze narrowing dangerously on the approaching figure. It flitted momentarily from the blonde man a few feet away to the armed guards just beyond, clearly stating what he didn't have to voice; if they thought they had a chance in hell against this guy, with their useless guns raised at arm's height, they were out of their minds. Besides, if anyone was going to lay a finger on Saxon, he wanted it to be him. A hand flew to the younger boy's arm protectively as Saxon continued, his grip unconsciously tightening in response to Saxon's masked tone. He wanted to hurt the guy, to make the other pay for forcing him to put Leiv in jeopardy, to get even for what he'd been reduced to. But somehow, he kept himself in place, his jaw clenched violently. "What with this? Are you betraying us?" Shut up! His voice rose quickly in an acerbic tone, barely giving Saxon's words enough time to be heard. He knew how deeply Luthen was torn between him and the boy's alliance to the gang, and he knew that all this was his fault. But instead of the guilt overwhelming him, he could feel anger building in it's place. I'll give you once chance, his icy eyes malevolently held the gang leader's, his voice low and tight, every word clipped with anger, Get. Your ass. Off. This property. His grip loosened around the younger boy's arm, the hand gripping the shirt's fabric sliding to his side stiffly as he stepped forward, backing down the surrounding guards with a venomous glare. The blonde before him had bruised his pride, and grudges came easily to him. But now, there was more to the enmity between him and Saxon than purely retaliation. He'd promised Luthen he would always be there, that he'd never let anything happen to the younger boy that meant so much to him. He knew what could happen to someone who disobeyed the gang. He knew Saxon would brush off his warning in that same unruffled tone he'd been using since he'd met the man. In fact, he was counting on it.

that I'm a vegetarian, and I'm not scared of him.

For: Saxon / Luthen
Notes: Hee welcome to the fight, kai! x3 Wot's thees? J acting more like J O3O wowz lol. No offense to Sax, you know I looove him <3 It's just that.. J doesn't so much XD
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[Luthen]

A smile crossed his face as the bodyguard jumped slightly in his grip; his eyes flickered with slight amusement. He chuckled as the other spoke, slowing unwinding his arms from around the other. He couldn't help but smile as his golden gaze locked with the other's icy blue. This one person that stood before him could always make the devoto smile; he couldn't remember when the last time was he was able to smile so easily. "Yeah.. I guess you did," he did slightly recall Jarred saying that he could borrow anything he wanted. Well, that memory was a bit fuzzy compared to the other events of the night, as he remember them it brought a faint red tint to his cheeks. He shrugged slightly about the maids, he couldn't care less, just throw his clothes in the sun and let mother nature dry them. He kinda wondered how the rest of the day would pan out.. Or more likely, he wondered if he'd be able to spend it with Jarred. He couldn't think of anything that would be able to kill his nice mood. If only he remembered that one little thing.. He jumped as that all to familiar voice cut through the blue-haired boy's words; S-Saxon?! Luthen could feel his heart sink as he remembered scenting his teammate a few minutes ago. A small feeling of security flashed through him as he felt the older boy's hand grip his arm, but that wasn't enough to stop the steady drip of fear that had started to form.

The boy seemed to shrink down as his friend approached; recoiling as if hit as Saxon spoke those accusing words. Those words stung more then any blow; N-no, its not.. He didn't want to see himself as a traitor, no he couldn't. Luthen wanted to say something, anything, but Jarred was quicker, killing the words that he had started to form. His eyes widened slightly at the older boy's threat, it felt like a knife was cutting through him. Please.. Don't say that to him.. Despite how much he cared for other, he still felt loyal to Saxon and the gang. And he hated hearing those words directed at the person that he saw as his alpha. The tension that had started to build, it was killing him on the inside, he just couldn't take it. Both of these two people were important to the devoto, though one was just a bit more. His teeth clenched together, he didn't know what to do, if there was anything he could do. Freed from the other's grip, slowly Luthen stepped in between the two; he kept his back to Jarred and faced Saxon right on. Biting at his lip, he lowered his gaze until he was staring at the ground. "I'm sorry Saxon.. I-I didn't mean to.. I mean.. I don't want to betray you guys.. Its just that.." He hated this, he never wanted the gang to find out about Jarred, but it looked like there was no way around it now. "I didn't want you to find out.." his voice was just above a whisper; he now truly felt like a traitor. He could feel those dark thoughts starting to come back, and he was scared; he had grown weak to them during the time they had been absent. "C-can you please try and calm down, J-Jarred?" Hesitantly, he lifted his head and turned slightly till he was looking back at the bodyguard. He tried to hide the fact that fear was starting to take a hold over him; 'What will you do if this turns bloody?' That one dark voice, it echoed softly against his mind, as if beckoning the other, darker thoughts to return.

[Yay, this fails, sorry x.x" What's this, the dark thougths are returning, oh nose, poor Luth]
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[saxon delacroix]

coming tomorrow, sorry for the long wait.

edited: i fail... anyway, I dunno when I'll post. sorry. x.x