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Post by jacky holster burkie on Sept 18, 2009 23:35:02 GMT -5
 JACKY holster BUKRIEThe door opened, thank god, but then he saw the face of Damen, and Jacky frowned. Today was not his best day. All he wanted to do was have a nice stiff drink, so he could just get the day done and over with. Hopefully tomorrow things would be back to semi-normal. At the moment, he was flustered, very pale, angry, and sad. It was not a good thing to have all those emotions at once into a guy that likes to go and play with dangerous objects. What Damen said didn't make it any better. Jacky's eyes flashed of more anger, and he opened his mouth to spat back at him, but Val stepped in front of them.
He hugged her back, sticking his tounge out at Damen while doing so, but listened to what Val said. This, surprisingly, made him feel so much better. At least she didn't tell him because she was afraid he was going to tell someone else, which was his worst fear. If she had that fear, then Jacky didn't know why he was even bothering. She turned back to Damen and heard the rest of it.
Taking a deep sigh, and looking up once at the ceiling, he looked at Damen, biting his bottom lip slightly. Jacky control himself? Huh, that was a lot to ask. Not only that, he wasn't the one to control his temper. But if Damen didn't start anything, he could do it. "I will if he does." He stated. His gaze turned over to Damen. "And as long as you take care of my sister."
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Post by Damen Andrew Rowan on Sept 21, 2009 19:02:10 GMT -5
 Damen Andrew Rowan[/size] I didn't care that she was trying to keep me calm. I wasn't in the mood, but I settled down anyways. Taking a deep breath and closing my eyes, reaching a hand up to pinch the bridge of my nose. I was trying to lose the headache that was growing within my skull. "I'll do my best." I told her, sighing softly before opening my eyes and shooting one last glare at Jacky. I wanted to punch him when he pretty much told me that I wouldn't be taking good care of her. I wasn't a fucking moron like all these people believed I was. I could have kicked him between the legs, but instead I crossed my arms over my chest.
"Of course I will. Why wouldn't I take care of her?" I glanced at her and smiled softly, a sweet smile meant only for her. I didn't care if Jacky saw this softer side of me, because I was only like this with Valerie and that was the way I would keep it, there would be no false playings here, no pain unless there was no means of stopping it, but I knew there was always a way to fix something in a way that would not cause someone pain. I put my arm over her shoulders, pulling her close to my side. I'd ignored all of Jacky's taunts hardly taking note of him sticking his tongue out at me. I'd been much to happy to really care about it.
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Post by jacky holster burkie on Sept 22, 2009 20:23:16 GMT -5
JACKY holster BUKRIE Oh, the things he did for people. He was holding his tounge back, which was very usual for him. He saw the looks that Damen was giving to him, and he did them back. "Because I've heard that before dumb ass." It wasn't offensive that Jacky called him a dumb ass, even if Damen thought so. It was just a way of getting people's attention. "I've heard the 'yes, I'm taking care of her' and then they don't." He explained. He wasn't going to say from who, just in case Damen called him on it, which was his brother, Angel.
Jacky wasn't sure if they would ever get along. As long as Damen was an ass, and Jacky was an ass back. Besides, much like a girl would do, he admited it, but he held some grudges. It wasn't over a very long period of time, no, but within a month or so, he wouldn't forget you. He heard the soft tone in his voice, and held his stomach, thinking, hold it in, hold it in. "Now, you guys can go lovey dovey whatever you want to. I am going to the bar, getting myself a huge fucking bottle, and getting a hangover. Bye." He said, turning so they wouldn't see his green face toward him.
He turned the corner, glad that the bar wasn't all too far away from here.
JACKY OUT
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