Re: Mini-Grand 5101 [Round 1: RMS Titanic]
06-27-2011, 06:30 PM
Originally posted on MSPA by Ixcalibur.
Bartleby was still a little blindsided by the kiss. The more he thought about it the more he was annoyed. Not annoyed in that a man had kissed him, Bartleby being from a world where people didn’t really have a static form would have found such a concept baffling and extremely limiting. No he was annoyed that his first kiss had been with some guy who he had only met minutes earlier.
It wasn’t as though he had never been interested in romance, in fact for someone who had to wake up several times every night to slit his own throat he was remarkably well-adjusted. He had never had the opportunity. It’s one thing to be the weird kid at school who doesn’t fit in and who promptly gets made fun of, it’s quite another to be the weird kid who has to kill himself roughly once every two lessons. It was as a consequence of this that he found himself to be rather unpopular, this combined with his condition led him to be very isolated, by choice mostly, until he was taken to participate in this battle. As a consequence the first time he was ever kissed was from a stranger, while he was stressed out about something else entirely.
And almost immediately afterwards Nate started going all serious again as though the whole thing had never happened; throwing rationalisations of reasoning at him when he just wanted to get some air and perhaps save some people from getting killed because that was still happening as well.
“You do that.” Bartleby said. “I’ll see what I can do on deck.” He pushed the door open, to find the corridor beyond practically deserted. Without waiting for a response he turned and half-ran his way back towards the deck.
Bartleby was still a little blindsided by the kiss. The more he thought about it the more he was annoyed. Not annoyed in that a man had kissed him, Bartleby being from a world where people didn’t really have a static form would have found such a concept baffling and extremely limiting. No he was annoyed that his first kiss had been with some guy who he had only met minutes earlier.
It wasn’t as though he had never been interested in romance, in fact for someone who had to wake up several times every night to slit his own throat he was remarkably well-adjusted. He had never had the opportunity. It’s one thing to be the weird kid at school who doesn’t fit in and who promptly gets made fun of, it’s quite another to be the weird kid who has to kill himself roughly once every two lessons. It was as a consequence of this that he found himself to be rather unpopular, this combined with his condition led him to be very isolated, by choice mostly, until he was taken to participate in this battle. As a consequence the first time he was ever kissed was from a stranger, while he was stressed out about something else entirely.
And almost immediately afterwards Nate started going all serious again as though the whole thing had never happened; throwing rationalisations of reasoning at him when he just wanted to get some air and perhaps save some people from getting killed because that was still happening as well.
“You do that.” Bartleby said. “I’ll see what I can do on deck.” He pushed the door open, to find the corridor beyond practically deserted. Without waiting for a response he turned and half-ran his way back towards the deck.
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Hang 'Em High | The Only Hope For Me Is You | Zero Percent | Early Sunsets Over Monroeville | DESTROYA | Demolition Lovers | To The End
Surrender The Night | Disenchanted | The Ghost Of You | Party Poison | Vampires Will Never Hurt You | The Jetset Life Is Gonna Kill You