Vigilantes
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Character Name: Levenin Refure
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Status: On Hiatus
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Post by Levenin on Jan 11, 2016 5:12:16 GMT -5
”Ellie, w-wait-!”
For a few seconds, the laughter subsided as Levenin’s world spun around him. The nausea was almost instantaneous but the sudden crash to the softness of the couch cushions knocked it out of him. He smiled through heavy breathing, unable to keep up the hysterics and instead choosing to listen to her rapture. Had he ever heard her so happy, so free? He didn’t think even alcohol had this kind of power over Ellie. Or over him for that matter. Though the two of them were sprawled out on the sofa together, his head refused to stop swimming in an endless, blurry circle.
”This… This was a bad idea,” Levenin gasped before forcing himself upright. He was certain spewing all over her would ruin the good mood so better to angle himself away from the woman. And yet even with all of that, he couldn’t stop beaming. His cheeks were beginning to ache from it.
Lev’s smile faded slightly when Ellie repeated the name back at him. Oh, he had mentioned Mira without thinking about it, hadn’t he? For a moment, he considered ducking out of the question by faking sick but that was unfair. Not even an hour ago she’d revealed a sensitive side of her story to him, and he was thinking of closing his own book now. ”Oh, she’s… someone I live with. We’ve, uh, been together for a few years… She’s probably wondering where I am right now. I can't remember what I told her I was doing tonight.”
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Will Punch Your Butthole
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Post by Ellie on Jan 16, 2016 23:53:51 GMT -5
Someone he lived with? She thought back to all the nights he'd crashed on her couch. He never seemed to call anyone to let them know where he was. And, knowing Lev, he hadn't told them about what he did when he was out with her. She wanted to make a joke, unhappy that their fun air was suddenly soured, but everything sounded flat in her head. So instead and leaned over to rest against him again, hand going to hold his once more.
"I've never had a girlfriend. Like, I've dated a lot of girls but never..." she frowned a bit and squeezed his hand. "I've never really had...friends before. I'm jealous of you, you know. It's hard to hate you." She licked her lips before leaning away. "Are you...I mean, you never talk about her and you don't seem to like going home. Do you even like her anymore?"
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Vigilantes
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Character Name: Levenin Refure
Main Account: Levenin
Status: On Hiatus
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Post by Levenin on Jan 19, 2016 20:46:58 GMT -5
Head still spinning, Levenin was pretty solidly confined to this couch now. With his mind beginning to swim off in a sea of haze, he judged it wouldn’t be too much longer before the both of them (or at least him) were bound for a night’s sleep and a morning hangover. He took her hand again, letting himself stay complacent and comfortable for a few minutes more before doing the responsible thing and escorting her to her room.
”...Have you been lonely?” Lev asked. ”I always worried that you were just tolerating me. Or that you were using me. But I guess if you did, we wouldn’t be here right now… I wouldn’t be here now.”
Levenin shifted upright, brushing loose bangs out of his face before attempting to roll Ellie off of his lap. Even with her not fighting him, her muscle weight alone was more than his noodle arms could manage. ”… I don’t want her involved in anything I do, is all. She… has plenty of her own issues to deal with, let alone mine. I don’t know what I’d do if I got her tangled into something, you know? Besides, I didn’t think my personal stuff was anything you really wanted to hear about anyway so I kept quiet about it.”
He paused and yawned. That was his cue.
"C'mon, let's get you to bed. We're both gonna feel pretty awful tomorrow."
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Will Punch Your Butthole
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Character Name: Ellie 'Evrika' Waters
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Post by Ellie on Jan 20, 2016 12:36:02 GMT -5
"I don't get lonely." She protested but shifted away from him when he started nudging her off. Ellie never really let herself sit still long enough to feel things like being lonely or sad, usually. Tonight had been a fucked up special case. Once she was sober she'd start working to not let it happen ever, ever again. Nope. "I get busy."
She listened to his list of excuses and, even with her mind fuzzy and warm with the alcohol, she could hear the bullshit in it all. For a thief Lev sucked at lying. Sucked at most things that might be considered bad. Tomorrow she'd have to teach him to fight. Still, for tonight, going to bed sounded like a really good idea. The best idea ever, actually, now that she was thinking about it.
With some effort she managed to stand, though she was keeping a hand on the couch to brace herself. An idea struck her as she stumbled towards her room. "What if we were a suburban couple here?" she leaned against her door frame as the world spun around her and looked at him. "Just...move in here. You're here most nights anyway and that way she's not...gettin' mixed up in everything."
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Vigilantes
Smiley Specialist
he's big enough
Posts: 164
Preferred Name: Nama
Character Profile: ♦♦♦
Character Name: Levenin Refure
Main Account: Levenin
Status: On Hiatus
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Post by Levenin on Jan 24, 2016 1:48:47 GMT -5
He tried to get a good handle on her, but it seemed Ellie was keen on trying to stumble back to her room without his help. Levenin could at least make sure she didn’t bump her head too badly. Not that he could really support her weight so why not let her do the walking? He was just thankful that she didn’t protest the idea. Tomorrow, the alcohol would have to be cleaned up and hopefully hidden to prevent another drowning of the sorrows.
”You can be busy tomorrow, okay?” Lev said before finding himself staring her down. ”Come on, Ellie… You know I can’t…”
He smiled, fingers sweating and being picked at the ends. ”It was just a joke… S-She won’t get mixed up in anything, I’m being careful. She… she needs me. And I don’t know what I’d do without her, you know? I can't leave like that...”
Wringing his hands, Lev took her by a shoulder to spin her back around. ”Let’s talk about things later. It’s late and we should sleep.”
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Will Punch Your Butthole
Posts: 114
Preferred Name: Donut
Pronouns: Her/She
Character Name: Ellie 'Evrika' Waters
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Post by Ellie on Jan 25, 2016 0:57:49 GMT -5
Tomorrow. Yes. Tomorrow they'd talk about this cause Ellie was serious about this. He was her friend despite how much she utterly hated him. And she was pretty sure he hated his girlfriend. After all the times Ellie had slipped away from girls in the middle of the night she could smell a want of escape.
She was also serious about teaching him to fight. He should be able to defend himself for when she wasn't around to defend him. Who knows what sort of trouble he'd get into? Not all cops would shoot themselves for him, after all.
Her bed was much more comfortable than she remembered, helped in no small part by the alcohol still warming her system. And now that she was laying down it was carrying her away from the giddy excitement hiding her sorrow to the cozy sleepiness. She hugged a pillow to her chest and had hazy thoughts of plans for tomorrow. She was probably gonna punch him in the face.
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