|
|
Post by lucas on Apr 27, 2010 20:29:27 GMT
Lucas sat at an empty table, his eyes scanning over everyone int the cafeteria. He growled at some of the wolves that waked passed, just because he could and he loved to strike fear in people, plus, they had been looking at him first.
Filthy, disgusting creatures. Who do they think they are, looking at me? They have no right to do that, pretty people only. he scoweled to himself he was in a bad mood today.
Being the vain person he was, if just one strand of hair was out of place, if he even slightly chipped a nail, he would be getting ready to kill someone, or something. He concentrated on the food that was on a tray in front of him, he didn't know why he did such tedious things as queing up in a line for food he didn't even need to eat. But it passed tme, and as long as he sat, in this grim, old boring prison, he would be forever searching for things to do. Something that wouldn't make him want to scratch his eyes out of his head with his beautifully manicured nails. He stretched and his elbow cracked slightly.
He gasped a little at the noise
I might be 1000 years old, but I'm not ld, not just yet. he took out a compact mirror to check for wrinkles, when he saw nothing he put his mirror down and sighed in relief, but he couldn't help but picked it back up again to admire his utterly gorgeous face. He smiled and moved a strand of hair, it moved back out of place again and he growled lightly, he slammed the mirror back down and he heard it shatter slightly.
Seven years bad luck, what a shame.
|
|
|
|
Post by sarah on Apr 28, 2010 9:31:08 GMT
Sarah yawned and stretched as she sat at a table, staring at the tray of food in front of her. She sighed and looked up when she heard a bang. Her eyes settled on Lucas. She raised one eyebrow and sighed when she realised what he'd smashed. Vain vampires! If the prison didn't have enough of them anyway.
She flicked her long, blond hair over her left shoulder and tied it back, exposing most of her face and the side of her neck where a dark blue dragonfly was sat on the side of her neck. Light blue swirls were decorating it along its wings and body. She normally hid behind her hair, but not here, she didn't need to. There were people like herself here, she didn't need to hide, but old habits die hard as the saying goes. She sighed and looked down at her tray again. She picked up an apple and bit into it.
I wish there was some excitement around her, she thought, sighing again. |
|
|
|
Post by Lazlo Stuart Drake on Apr 30, 2010 21:50:22 GMT
.......................................................................
You taste just like glitter mixed with rock and roll
.......................................................................  .......................................
I like you a lot lot
Think you're really hot hot....................................... [/center]  High-heels. They weren't the first thing you'd expect to see your average twenty three year old man wearing. But then again, Lazlo was far from average. The knee-length black boots he was currently sporting were probably his favourite shoes, and the heels gave him the boosted height he need to be at eye-level with most other men. He hated being small and the disadvantages that had, and he took any chance possible to make himself look taller. Including heels. But hey, he looked pretty damn good in them.
The click-clack of heels across the cafeteria floor announced his presence to the room, and his sharp red gaze flickered over each person in the room. A couple of wolves, urgh, the mere sight of them filled Lazlo with disgust. He could barely stand sharing this prison with them. When the Slayers were defeated, he could get as far away from them as possible. When, not if. The Slayers would be defeated. No two ways about it.
His eyes settled on the one piece of eye candy in the room and his mouth twitched up in a little smirk. He hadn't seen this male before, maybe one or two glances across a corridor but never really stopped and noticed him. And boy was he something to notice. A purr slipped out from Lazlo's lips already, all the more encouraged by the vanity this male was exhibiting. His smirk widened and he went over to him, his ear twitching to listen to his words as he approached.
"Well, perhaps not completely bad luck," he purred, smirking down at him. This little meeting wasn't bad luck was it? Well, maybe not yet. But to be honest, not many of Lazlo's long-term boyfriends ended up happy...
|
|
|
|
Post by lucas on May 3, 2010 15:28:04 GMT
Lucas looked the male vampire over, he knew who he was instantly, he often heard people talking about him around the prison, he smirked as he took him in, his blonde hair was perfect, and he was wearing heels, they looked so good on him.
No, I guess not. He grinned and moved the silly piece of hair out of the way that wouldn't go right, naturally, it pinged back to where it was. He held his perfectly manicured hand out for Lazlo to shake
Lazlo Drake is it? I'm Lucas Just his look, on the day he meets a grogeous looking guy his hair wouldn't behave, he was wearing his favourite faded black skinny jeans, a white band t-shirt with a black waistcoat over that, he wore his black pumps on his feet. He loved wearing pumps, they were really comfy to run in when hunting, plus they helped him minimize the sound of his feet on the ground.
|
|
|
|
Post by Lazlo Stuart Drake on May 9, 2010 12:17:46 GMT
.......................................................................
You taste just like glitter mixed with rock and roll
....................................................................... .......................................
I like you a lot lot
Think you're really hot hot....................................... [/center] Unsurprisingly, Lazlo's eyes flickered up and down the vampire once he was close enough to get a good view of him. Appearance meant a lot to Lazlo. They say you shouldn't judge a book by it's cover, but seriously, who follows that rule? What is it that makes you pick the book up in the first place? Exactly.
He smirked as the hand was offered to him, and he shook it, paying attention to the perfect nails and raising an eyebrow. Nice. Once he'd let go, he let his eyes raise to the man's hair, always an important factor when making your decision on someone. So far this guy ticked all the boxes, and Laz had to admit he was impressed, not to mention surprised. How had he never noticed this angel before? He mustn't have been here long. But anyway, no need to dwell on the past, let's focus on the past.
With his expert fingers, he moved the piece of hair that seemed to be annoying the man, tucking it away in its rightful place. He flashed him a smile and stroked his hair softly before moving his hand away. "Nice to know I'm famous," he said, laughing lightly as the man recognised him. "Lucas. A gorgeous name for a gorgeous guy. I never expected any less." A little innocent flirting should pass the time for now. No harm in that, was there? And he wasn't going to let this gorgeous little guy go past without at least trying to get somewhere with him. "Is this seat taken?" he asked, signaling to the place next to Lucas.
(I thought I'd reply next since Abbie's post was aimed at Laz. Hope that's ok Jade.) |
|
|
|
Post by sarah on May 9, 2010 14:38:07 GMT
[Yeah, that's fine.] Sarah tensed when she heard Lazlo's name. He was famous for hating werewolves and she'd never been near him, hoping never to meet him. And now that she did, she nearly laughed. The guy screamed gay! She put her hand over her mouth, hoping to cover the smile that had appeared on her face. She knew what Lazlo could do, his reputation was famous around the Prison.
She kept her eyes on her lunch, hoping that they wouldn't notice her, even though she was only a few seats away. She bit into her apple again, listening in on what they said. The other guy was obviously gay as well, considering how he was looking at Lazlo. [/size] |
|
|
|
Post by lucas on May 11, 2010 20:30:17 GMT
Lucas smirked as he moved the stubborn strand of hair and put it into it's rightful place
Thank you Usually he'd never let anyone touch his hair, his hair was his pride and joy,a and no one got to touch it, not even an amazingly hot guy, but once, just this once, he'd get away with it, he didn't know the rules yet.
Well, it's hard not to be famous around here when you look like you do He grinned a little, and then looked at the table and then back to Lazlo.
"Lucas. A gorgeous name for a gorgeous guy. I never expected any less." Lucas laughed a little.
Smooth. But er, thanks. I try my best, although, all this He motioned to himself It doesn't take much, it's all natural.... apart from the gloss and the shadow and such. He smirked again, yeah, he had a big ego, and he bigged himself up alot, but who wouldn't if you looked that good.
Lucas looked at the seat and then back to Lazlo
No, but feel free to take it. he smiled and then looked away again. He noticed the girl with her hand over her mouth, he stood up instantly.
Something wrong, Mut He scoweled at her, he was just dying for her to say something back, he was just dying to beat her back down again.
|
|
|
|
Post by sarah on May 12, 2010 9:39:40 GMT
Sarah kept her head down as she listened to them, her hand still over her mouth. She thought she'd better move sometime soon incase they noticed her looking at them every so often or caught her listening in.
She winced when Lucas called her a mut. She didn't like being called that, except that she got called it every day by other vampires. The smile dropped off her face and she lowered her hand away from her mouth as she fiddled with her half-eaten apple. She refused to look at Lucas. Vampires eyes freaked her out more than her own eyes did.
"Nothing," she mumbled, staring at the apple in her hands and still not looking up. "Just ignore me."
She sneaked a glance at him and then at Lazlo. She dropped her eyes back to the apple in her hands, not wanting to start a fight or an arugment. [/size] |
|
|
|
Post by Lazlo Stuart Drake on May 12, 2010 19:44:49 GMT
.......................................................................
You taste just like glitter mixed with rock and roll
....................................................................... .......................................
I like you a lot lot
Think you're really hot hot....................................... [/center] The compliment was instantly picked up by the blond vampire; he very rarely let a nice comment get passed him. He flashed a smirk at the pretty young man sat in front of him, and ran his fingers down his side to demonstrate what Lucas had said. Any opportunity to 'flaunt it' he'd take without a moments hesitation.
The smirk remained on his lips as Lucas replied to his own little line. Yeah, it was cheesy, but that was the point of it. It highlighted the sugar sweet innocence that Lazlo's appearance portrayed. It was only later that people learned he was a lot darker that he first seemed to be.
Before Lucas had answered his question, Lazlo had sat down. Even if Lucas had told him someone else was sitting there, he wouldn't have moved; he was much more important than anyone else, so he deserved the seat. He made sure he subtly moved it closer to Lucas before he sat though, so their legs were practically touching under the table. Well, it was much easier to flirt with someone when you were up close to them.
Lucas's attention turned to a wolf sat not far from them, and the way his anger suddenly rose spiked Lazlo's interest. So this man hated the disgusting little creatures who they were forced to live with too? Perfect. His eyes flickered over to the wolf to see her reaction. Lazlo's earlier smirk returned to him as he watched the way she simply backed down. This guy was fierce. And Laz was sure he could find a use for that anger...
He slipped his hand inside Lucas's and gently pulled him back into his seat, keeping hold of his hand rather than letting go when he sat down. "Leave her, unless the filthy animal starts barking, there's no reason for her to disturb us." He looked up at him, the smirk still twisting his lips and contrasting with the innocence of his eyes.
|
|
|
|
Post by lucas on May 15, 2010 11:26:25 GMT
Lucas looked down at Lazlo's hand which was now inside his own, he looked back to the wolf and growled at her.
Next time, you might not be so lucky.
He turned his attention back to Lazlo.
Sorry about that. They just make me so mad sometimes, you know? Lucas looked back down and Lazlo's hand and smiled
So, where were we?
|
|
|
|
Post by Lazlo Stuart Drake on May 15, 2010 12:41:56 GMT
.......................................................................
You taste just like glitter mixed with rock and roll
....................................................................... .......................................
I like you a lot lot
Think you're really hot hot....................................... [/center] He laughed quietly at Lucas's response to the wolf. "I completely understand, the dogs are unbearable. But I suppose we won't have to put up with them forever now, will we?" Laz was confident that the Slayers couldn't last forever. After all, one Supernatural could kill ten humans alone. Granted those humans didn't normally have guns...
But he didn't want to dwell on that now. He had something more important to think about. Or should that be someone? He'd found a gorgeous vampire who was obviously interested in him, and who agreed with him about the wolves. He wasn't going to risk him slipping away just so Lazlo could rant about the Slayers. That just wasn't worth it. The blond vampire smirked up at his new toy as it spoke. So, where were we?
"Well, I think we were about... here." He quickly leaned closer to Lucas, pressing his lips against the other vampire's, and running his free hand over his t-shirt. Most people would be scared off by something as forward as this, but Laz didn't really have time for the whole dating and flirting part of a relationship. He'd much rather go straight to the sex part, and if the other guy wasn't ready for that then he wasn't worth Lazlo's precious time.
|
|
|
|
Post by lucas on May 18, 2010 17:30:34 GMT
Lucas nodded
I should hope not, I mean, of course we'll win, but how long it will take for that to happen worries me. This made Lucas smile. He liked to be optomistic about how all of this was going to end, even if it seemed like it wouldn't. Which is basically nearly all of the time, but he still liked to think otherwise. And the fact that Lazlo thought the same was a bonus.
Lucas grinned for a moment
Maybe I should smash mirrors more often, seven years bad luck. Ha! A guy like this bad luck? No way.
Lucas was quite shocked by Lazlo's response to his question, his eyes wide for a moment, not expecting the kiss. But he just went with it, 'cause that's what you do when you've known a guy for a whole entire 2 minutes right? Well that's what Lucas was doing.
Lucas's hand went to the back of Lazlo's neck, pulling him closer to himself.
|
|
|
|
Post by Lazlo Stuart Drake on May 31, 2010 19:37:17 GMT
.......................................................................
You taste just like glitter mixed with rock and roll
....................................................................... .......................................
I like you a lot lot
Think you're really hot hot....................................... [/center] This guy was ticking more and more boxes. He was gorgeous. Tick. He was a vampire. Tick. He took pride in his appearance. Tick. He was well against the werewolves. Tick. He knew how to stand up for himself, Tick. He knew the Supernaturals would win the war. Tick. He was easy. Tick. And he was a damn good kisser! Tick! What else could you wish for?
The fact Lucas had kissed him back had sealed the deal. It was always good to know that this new toy was loose enough to start kissing after only a few minutes. How long would it take for Laz to get the rest of the package? Couple more minutes of flirting and kissing maybe? After all, Lazlo's cell was always available for this kind of thing, the sooner the better.
A glimmer of a thought crossed his mind. Jude. But as soon as the thought had appeared, it disappeared again. Lazlo had never understood loyalty. Correction, he never understood why he should be loyal. Most of the time he was very protective over his boyfriends, and if they dared try and cheat on him the price would be heavy. But Lazlo himself never stayed with one guy at a time. He'd been heard to say that he "was just too good to stay with one person" and that he should be shared. Jude was never going to be enough for him alone, and after all, him and Jude hadn't actually gotten very far yet. It wasn't his fault if Lucas got there first.
He felt Lucas's hand on his neck and he smirked slightly, obediently moving closer to him until his chest was pressed up against Lucas's whilst continuing to kiss him. He very slowly pulled away, purposefully teasing him, before sitting back in his chair and flicking his fringe out of his eye.
"Your move Lucas, honey."
|
|
