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 Posted: Fri Jul 19, 2019 5:39 pm
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 Marcel couldn't help but chuckle a bit at the look of complete and sheer disgust on his face when he made a suggestion to close his eyes with a woman. Clearly the idea was not one he liked! He supposed that not everyone was that desperate for to get off. Marcel would then grin somewhat when the other man informed him that it might be something he wanted done again "Well if that's the case then maybe it might happen sometime" he stated with a small huff of laughter. If Virgil was so keen on it he'd have no problem throwing the other man onto the bed and completely having his way with him. But that was for another time because right now their conversation was a bit more interesting than just sex in his opinion. Once Marcel began to explain the truth he smiled a little bit when the other man was very quick at rectifying that he wasn't accusing him of lying or anything. Truthfully it really did sound like he was accusing him of lying but Marcel didn't mind too much, Virgil had all the reason in the world to think that he was. However the sound of the others laughter caused him to chuckle a little bit as well, yeah it was a bit funny to think about. Someone as straight as Jordan jerked off with his best friend who was a guy and a guy who was starting to realize he was Bisexual at that. Thankfully the two of them knew each other so well that anything more than their platonic Brotherhood was not ever going to happen. It was around that time that Marcel had actually realized that he didn't want to marry Jordan like he thought when he was younger as he was beginning to differentiate between the platonic love of soul brothers and romantic love. Once Marcel explained about how he had went about topping Virgil the others comment had the Hispanic smirking a little bit at the other man. You couldn't blame him! It was all he knew and Marcel made sure that the other man had nothing to complain about! "Maybe? I had you screaming so I doubt there's much room for doubt in my methods!" Marcel managed to get out before getting into a chuckling fit over what he'd said. Normally when Marcel was in a playful and teasing mood he had no problem making lewd comments and jokes towards his lover but when they were just discussing it like they were it was a completely different ballgame for him. It was amazing to the Hispanic just how flustered he could be over such topics when he wasn't in the mood of being teasing or playful. Marcel however would beam a little bit in pride when Virgil admitted that he didn't think the Veteran would be that talented at topping. Marcel grinned a little bit "Hey, I'm a pretty thoughtful lover! In the years I've taken women home to bed I've never heard any complaints and a couple even asked me to meet up another time" that being said he usually didn't because he'd have been rather drunk during those flings and never remembered their faces or numbers when they told him. Finally once Virgil made himself comfy, Marcel would turn his attention back to the movie that began playing and took in each of the characters "I've never seen this before" he informed Virgil with a surprised tone, usually the horror movie fanatic knew most movies that came on so it was a bit of a surprise when Virgil knew of a movie he had never seen, it was a bit exciting to say the least. He would then let out a small whistle at the two big breasted sisters "Let me have some personal time with those two for an hour or two" he grinned a little bit at Virgil, obviously having a bit of fun with it. As the scene played out with each of the women going skinny dipping in the beautiful lake Marcel smiled a little bit "You sure this is a horror movie because so far this place is beautiful and the characters are even more beautiful" even the boyfriends were pretty hot as well in his opinion! Granted he doubted that they'd see any of them doing any skinny dipping which was a real shame in his opinion. Meanwhile Marcel decided that it was his turn to be the little spoon in a cuddle session moved himself from under Virgil's legs and the talons that were on his toes before moving himself on top of Virgil and rested the side of his head on the others chest as he continued to watch the movie. It had a good setting and decent enough characters so far, he couldn't help but wonder what the antagonist was going to be in this kind of setting. (Translation: ) |
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Posted: Fri Jul 19, 2019 11:11 pm
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 It might happen? Virgil huffed to himself, wholly believing his lover was the cruel one now for baiting him like that! He refused to get excited about the prospect of bottoming again, knowing it may not happen. His eyes were quick to narrow at Marcel as his blush darkened at the mention of how he'd reacted to his unexpected talents in the bedroom. Next time, if there was one, Virgil was going to make sure he didn't let the ecstasy take over his control. He scoffed out of amusement as he attempted to hold back his laughter this time when he was informed about how his one night stands reacted to his ministrations. That some had tried to hook up with him again didn't surprise him. What was surprising was that the younger Hispanic didn't have at least a couple of those women weren't still trying to pay him a visit. Blinking, he glanced at him for a second. There were countless movies out there but it seemed a bit odd to him he'd actually managed to watch one he hadn't seen yet, especially when he considered the movie buff had probably already watched a lot more movies in his life despite their age difference. He couldn't help but roll his eyes when Marcel made his comment about the women, his mouth opening briefly before promptly shutting again. Making a joke about his stamina would just be cruel so he decided to keep his mouth shut. "I'm sure you're more of ah expert on movie genres than I am but I think it is." He looked somewhat puzzled while he pondered over it, soon giving a slight shake of his head. "Guess ya will have t'let me know what falls under when it's over." Virgil's attention was pulled away from the movie when he felt him laying down on top of him, finding the simple motion more interesting than what they were watching. Actually paying attention to it was going to be hard for him to do, he could barely watch ones he'd never seen before. One arm was moved with its hand coming to rest on the small of Marcel's back. "An' ya should know better than t'judge ah place by it's appearance." He chuckled. Their camping location was beautiful in its own way and yet they had found some rather disturbing stuff in the surrounding forest, and what had happened to them had made the night into one of the scariest of his life for Virgil.
It wasn't long before the men joined them in the water although they had opted for swim trunks instead of their completely birthday suits. It didn't bother Virgil at all. They had nice bodies, sure, but he found their college frat boy mentality to be exhausting. After a short scene of them playing and joking around that gave plenty of snapshots of the women's bodies, the group settled down and start to talk about how lucky they were that the redhead was lucky to have won the sweepstakes to be the only ones staying at the place, excited they wouldn't have any strangers around to dampen their fun. The single guy of the group asked them if they had read the pamphlet on the flight over and after they claimed they didn't, he wasted no time informing them about the resort. Apparently, the lake used to be a sacrificial spot for some long lost indigenous tribe. They would drown sacrifices in hopes of pleasing some water diety in return for abundant harvests and wealth and it was rumored that thousands of skeletons had been found on the bottom of the lake. His story had the group spooked for a moment although it didn't take long for them to claim he was lying while he insisted he wasn't and they could go read it for themselves. The women weren't much in the mood to continue swimming after that. As they swam back to shore, the jokester took his opportunity to grab the redhead's a**, which pissed her off. While she chased him back to the farthest side of the lake, the camera cut away to show two people only wearing loincloths and primitive bodypaint for camouflage watching them from the thick foliage. The young woman soon gave up and loudly called after him, warning him to sleep with one eye open that night before she turned to swim back. Halfway back she stopped and looked around, obviously spooked by something. This time when she called out to the guy, she a lot friendlier but he was nowhere to be seen now. The camera panned outward while she returned to the shore, blood soon surfacing to the top of the water and forming the movie's title. Slither.
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Posted: Sat Jul 20, 2019 10:53 pm
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And there it was, that adorable blush that the Hispanic loved seeing on his lovers face. No matter what there would never be a time or place where Marcel didn't think that Virgil's full on deep blush wouldn't be adorable. Once they were past that though he would chuckle a little bit at the others reaction to learning about his past escapades in the bedroom since he was trying to hold back his laughter. Marcel figured he'd just laugh with him, it was a bit funny honestly. He would then glance over at Virgil once the movie started to get underway and the Hispanic would grin a little bit and nodded his head at the other man "Will do Querido, I''ll be the judge of this movie!" he stated before finally cuddling up to the other man. Once the Veteran was comfortable on top of Virgil he listened to the Werewolf and nodded his head "That's too true, a lot of movies have a very pretty startup" he stated with a nod of the head, Virgil was right, he should not judge a movie so soon before it even started. As he watched the characters interact he couldn't help but roll his eyes a bit. The redhead won a sweepstakes? Sure she did, this was definitely an older movie if it had a weak explanation like that! Well he couldn't fault it for that, a lot of movies from back in the day used similar ideas to skirt around when and why's of the story. Then the two watching would quickly learn about the entire reasoning behind the movie by Mr. Exposition himself the single guy. Ah another trope, as if a pamphlet for a resort would have such grisly details about their location! But he was just splitting hairs, older movies. Had to remember that for this movie, it was older! Marcel couldn't help but huff a little bit when the friends all brushed the single guy off "Oh yeah, I'm sure he made up that whole story just to them when they're all vacationing" Marcel stated aloud, rolling his eyes once more before settling down to continue watching the movie. Once the comic relief character grabbed the red heads a** he chuckled a little bit at his antics and her reaction "Now I'll always say to not molest people like that.....but her reaction was funny" he grinned a little bit before looking up at Virgil "Reminds me of something you might do Rafe, chasing people down who grabs your or my a**" he grinned a little bit before the movie drew his attention back to the scene of two loin cloth clad men watching from the foliage. Marcel watched intently as the scene played out and soon the camera would pan out to show the movie title "Slither....?" Marcel scoured his mind to think of what they knew so far, some water based deity who was offered sacrifices in that lake?.... "Virgil is the main antagonist a snake? I swear if this movie is about a giant snake or something I'll be sorely disappointed!" he laughed a little bit before grinning at his lover with an amused look as if he already figured the movie out. With that he turned his attention back to the screen as the movie continued to play out. (Translation: ) |
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Posted: Sun Jul 21, 2019 11:46 am
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Virgil chuckled when he huffed and made his comment. He could only guess that all the flaws the movie's plot already had in it were driving Marcel up the all, which was amusing to him. Though he rarely watched movies, he knew better than to watch horror movies for their plot. They either had little to no plot or all or it was very weak, which this own seem to have. It didn't bother him, all that did was he got to waste time watching fictional people die in horrible ways. He glanced at him when he started to talk again, a predatory grin soon forming as he listened to him. But he didn't exactly know if it was a good thing or not that the scene reminder the Hispanic of him."It wouldn't be much of ah chase an' I sure as s**t wouldn't let th' idiot get away." The jerk at the spa the other day was proof enough of that. He simply wouldn't tolerate anyone who tried putting their hands where they didn't belong on him or his mate. But Virgil hadn't forgotten his promise to try to rein in his more aggressive nature, he would have to figure out another way of fealing with any transgressors in the future. If they were lucky there wouldn't be any, but he knew better than to get his hopes up over it. "One down...five t'go," he muttered as the bloody title dissipated in the water. He did his best to not grin or start laughing when Marcel tried to guess what the movie's villain would be. It wasn't all that difficult for the old werewolf to keep up his facade. "Well crap," he sighed out heavily. "I didn't think ya would figure it out that quickly." His human partner was wrong about the antagonist, of course, but that didn't stop him from pretending to be genuinely disappointed. Virgil quickly looked back to the television before he gave in to the urge to laugh and released a soft huff in an attempt to calm himself down. He was aware he could be wrong about this movie scaring Marcel, but he supposed he would find out soon enough.
The rest of the group didn't seem alarmed at all when the redhead returned and told them their jerk of a friend had gone missing. They all reassured her it was another stupid prank of his and she shouldn't worry about him, he would come back once he realized no one was worried and weren't out looking for him. Their reassurance appeared to placate her and they went to get dressed and break out their party supplies, which was more seemed to be more alcohol than any of them could humanly drink over a weekend. Virgil began to slowly rub a small portion of his boyfriend's back as the movie skipped forward to night time, showing the group hanging out in the living room. The alcohol seemed to have made them all forget about their missing friend for a time though it wasn't long before the redhead began to question his absence again. Her friends teased her about having a crush on him, which vehemently denied with a bit of attitude before she left to go was going to go look for a staff member. The camera followed her for a short time just to show how empty the place was, but it didn't stop her from continuing. It went back to the two blondes and their men, one guy loudly proclaiming he had a surprise for everyone. He left briefly and returned with a large bag of marijuana and a bong. His girlfriend quickly started to scold him for it, upset since he had promised her that he would quit smoking it. He tried to remain chill, but the two young lovers soon got into an argument that ended with her storming out after telling him she was going to bed and he could sleep on the floor for all she ******** cared. In the bedroom, she stripped down and walked into the connected bathroom to shower. That too flawless body of hers was put on full display as she began to wash agonizingly slow. Virgil could do without these sorts of scenes which had him thinking that the filmmakers had tried to turn this into some sort of sort soft porn for a few seconds there. He smirked as the water suddenly stopped mid-shower. The woman on screen complained and started to investigate the showerhead, showing a dumb blonde moment when she got as close to it as possible when she thought she saw something wiggling through a hole. A slender black leech promptly slithered its way out to fall directly onto her eye and latch on. She screamed and panicked and tried to pull it off while more of its brethren squirmed their way out through the holes. Honestly, it was too many than could logically come out of a showerhead but the halfbreed wasn't about to argue with movie logic. She continued screaming while she began to claw at her face and parts of her body as the parasites continued to rain down on her. By the time she decided to run, she was already blinded and only tripped and fell. And yet more and more kept coming from the shower, slithering their way across the floor to feed on their fallen host.
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Posted: Mon Jul 22, 2019 12:36 am
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Posted: Mon Jul 22, 2019 3:41 pm
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"Right." Virgil grunted. "With my fists..." he murmured as an afterthought though he was only joking. He was well aware that his days of violence were behind him now. He kept slowly rubbing Marcel's back as the movie played on. Focusing on the slightly smaller body laying on top of him was far more entertaining for him than watching the duller parts of the scary movie. The comment that doubled as a poke at their drinking habits made him chuckle. He didn't think there was nothing wrong with drinking for any reason, much less the reasons they got drunk for. It was a perfectly legitimate reason! "Ya know what they say...If ya see somethin', say nothin' an' drink t'forget." He was probably the only person who said it but that was a valid one in his opinion. All the different ways his companion was poking fun at what was happening in the movie was something he found to be quite humorous and endearing. Virgil wasn't the type of person who got upset when someone talked during a movie or pointed out the flaws it had. Besides, even if he was the type, he adored hearing the Spanish accent too much to tell him to keep his trap shut. And he figured it would be a while before he heard him so amused and happy again so he might as well enjoy it while it lasted. He nodded a little when the weed was mentioned, which he didn't think was a drug since it grew out in nature. There were a handful of times where he'd accidentally smoked some that was laced with some real, far worse, drugs yet he didn't think those times were as bad as the woman had made it out to be. An amused yet fond smile slowly appeared when he let his enjoyment about the naked women be known. At least he had gotten one thing right, his lover did seem like all the nudity the so-called horror movie had.
Thos dark green eyes looked away from the screen to intently watch Marcel just before the first leech came out although he felt his reaction more so than he saw it. Seconds after he cried out, the lycan's body started to shake somewhat as he could no longer contain his amusement and he began to laugh wholeheartedly. He managed to recover a minute, his laughter dying down into a chuckle as he wrapped his arms around him. "Aw, darlin'..." He whined back at him, his baritone full of amusement. It was wrong of him to think so, but Virgil found his reaction to the scene to be adorable. He placed a hand on the back of the Hispanic's head and began to tenderly pet his hair in an attempt to comfort him. "I think that's th' worst of it." Most of the other characters deaths didn't come close to being semi-realistic as hers had been. As far as he could remember, anyway. "I was on ah morphine drip when I watched this th' first time...it didn't bother me while it was on, but I had ah nightmare and woke up thinkin' th' I.V.'s an' stuff attached t'me were leeches. I almost had it all off of me when th' nurse came in an' started yellin' at me in Japanese." He chuckled pretty hard over the memory. Yelling at an already frightened and high werewolf wasn't the best way of doing things. The pain medicine had robbed him of just about every ounce of rational thought he had and he'd been somewhat surprised to learn he hadn't tried to attack her when they had told him about it a few days later. "I panicked even more an' ended up fallin' flat on my face when I tried runnin' away. Well, I think I jus'...kinda rolled over an' fell...there really wasn't any standin' or runnin' involved." He shook his head at his own idiocy at the time before falling quiet as the movie went back to the remaining three, who were now completely ******** up and oblivious to what had happened. A couple of minutes or so was wasted with them all talking about dumb college kid stuff before the girlfriend began getting frisky with her man, who commented about how much he loved how smoking weed always lowered her standards and made her ridiculously horny. He even invited his friend to watch, maybe even join in if he wanted because it was only gay if their balls touched or something stupid like that. It clearly made the other guy uncomfortable although he could have handled it better, calling him some choice insults for gay men before he made his exit. He had all the mannerism of a kicked puppy as he walked to the bedroom his girl was supposed to be in though his demeanor changed once he opened the door and realized the shower was running. "Stop thinkin' with your d**k, kid." The older man muttered while he continued to hold onto Marcel, partially wondering if the character on screen hadn't been so concerned about possibly getting laid then he would have noticed the other thing in the room with him897555. The guy stopped dead in his tracks and stared in shocked horror for several seconds at his girlfriend's shriveled, bloodless body on the bathroom floor. A wet squelching noise that was coming from behind him finally caught his attention but he turned around much too late. The attacker had a humanoid form its body was a wiggling mass of what could be assumed to be the leeches who'd killed the blonde woman. Despite having any proper hands or fingers, it managed to grab the man and pull him closer as a circular mouth filled with thousands of teeth opened and latched onto his neck. His body started to turn pale and shrivel as the leech monster drained him of blood. Virgil looked down to check on his lover. "See? That wasn't so bad, was it?" Well, he wasn't too sure if Marcel had even watched it.
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Posted: Tue Jul 23, 2019 7:22 am
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Marcel looked up and stared at Virgil for a good solid thirty seconds with the most amused and yet perplexed look on his face. What the hell kind of saying was that?! "I think we may have grown up with very different sayings Querido" he smirked up at the other man as he thought back to some different things his parents used to say back when he still lived with them "I remember one saying it went like..." he thought for a moment "Eh....oh right! Desgraciado en el juego, afortunado en amores" he spoke his native tongue and grinned up at the other man, taking in the inevitable look on the others for a moment "It basically is saying this, unlucky at the game but lucky in love" he smirked a little bit "Basically it's saying that you might not be lucky at the game of life but once you find your love, you have everything to be thankful for" for once Marcel was actually able to be rather smooth and romantic at the same time, all thank's to his Papá! Besides honestly this was more interesting than the boring drunk chatter of the characters at this moment. Of course as the scene played out and Marcel made his choice comments about the movie he would admit that normally Marcel was a bit quieter during movies. That being said Marcel wasn't exactly sold on the film they were watching just yet, maybe as it progressed the Hispanic would get more into it. Oh but if only the Veteran knew. If only he knew about the true horror that this movie possessed. Marcel didn't even pay any mind to the fact that Virgil was pointedly laughing at him at that moment which caused the Hispanic to shoot the most threatening glare he could muster up at that moment as he raised a hand up and none too gently smacked it down onto Virgil's chest "Playing to my phobia huh!? a*****e!" how dare he laugh! The head pats were just feeling patronizing now! Not that he made any move to stop him of course, he'd let the other man climb his way out of the hole he dug himself into. As he listened to the other man speak Marcel was now doing a very good mix of both a glare and a pout at the same time "Oh how nice to know, at least the horrible, awful leaches won't be nearly as bad now" he scoffed a little bit as he rested his head back against his boyfriends chest as he listened to Virgil talk about the first time he watched the movie. He then laughed a little bit when the other man explained about his panic fueled nightmare about leeches. He ended up finishing his snickering when he explained how he ended up falling flat on his face "Well don't worry, now I'm going to make sure to find a nice movie about a haunted doll or some s**t. And I know about plenty!" oh he would most certainly return the favor and a familiar smirk would appear on his face which would hint to Virgil that the Hispanic was already plotting. Of course as the movie continued on Marcel couldn't help but chuckle, finally calming down after what could only be described as a nightmare incarnate for him "Oh please, if that were us on vacation I'm sure you'd be thinking with your d**k! he defended the younger man's actions on screen. He most certainly understood his plight, the need to get off could be a great one after all! But it got worse from there as all of the leaches seemed to form together to create a writhing mass. This caused Marcel to physically gag a little bit as he went right back to hiding into Virgil's chest once more and shook his head "That is not much better Virgil!" if anything that was almost worse! The leaches now had an actual form to take and move around with!? Marcel would rather shoot himself in the head than deal let that thing touch him if he were in that situation! This point the Hispanic realized that he would more than likely be spending a majority of this movie buried between Virgil's pecs. ******** this movie and it's ******** leeches! Once more talking started Marcel would lift himself back from his shameless hiding place "You're positively cruel, you know that. Right?" he stated to Virgil, grinning up at him a little bit. He was trying his best to hide it but his hands were in fact trembling at the movie, his genuine fear towards leeches was showing with more than just severe overreacting in a pond. Marcel would chuckle a little bit as more talking went on "It's been awhile since a movie actually managed to genuinely scare me" he explained to his Lover with a small smirk on his face. It was amazing what a movie based around one's phobias could do. (Translation: ) |
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Posted: Tue Jul 23, 2019 6:34 pm
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Virgil tilted his head to the side and expectantly looked at him while he waited for him to share what the saying he was familiar with was. His expression became one of confusion mixed with annoyance when Marcel continued on in Spanish. Of course, he would do that to him! But he was soon put in his place by his overly kind lover translating it into English for him a moment later. A gentle smile formed as those irritating butterflies took flight inside of him. The range of emotions Marcel could quickly invoke in him couldn't be healthy. At times, he almost felt manic when he was around him but he about to start question his less-than-stellar mental health right now. "I must be th' luckiest guy in that regard then." He couldn't help but think of that saying as being true for himself, at least. His life might not have been great until meeting the veteran but now he had more than he could have ever hoped for. They might not have loads of money or a big house located in some paradise, yet he was content to simply have him in his life. And truly lucky it was more than just a friendship between the two of them. Truly, the a*****e didn't deserve him! Virgil was beginning to feel bad for laughing at him and even more so for exploiting his phobia just when he was suddenly smacked. He hissed out of reflex before giving a loud huff. It hadn't hurt though he had certainly felt it! It was hard to take that glare seriously since the Hispanic was pouting at the same time and he almost had to stop telling his story about his first time with the movie to laugh all over again. He managed to get through it, however. A brow raised to his threat, the brute obviously not worried about it too much. The mischievous smirk that always hinted that Marcel was plotting his doom did make his pulse quickened but he refused to give in to his paranoia. After all, he knew what he was planning this time! Or, well, he thought he did. "Bring it on. I'll watch every damn doll movie out there." Virgil grinned, a hint of pearly whites showing. "I'm not on morphine now so I don't think yer plan is gonna work." He was quite confident over the whole issue, actually. As long as any dolls weren't physically there with him then he didn't think his fear of them would get the better of him. Virgil eventually stopped petting his hair and laid his hand on the back of his neck while he watched the second guy walk to his death, snorting in mock offense at his comment. "I always think with th' head on my shoulders!" He claimed in defense of himself. That was far from being the case, sadly, since lycan genetics made it hard for him to think with anything else. It was a miracle any gender of their race could get anything done aside from mating and wreaking havoc. The brute had to frown in order to stop himself from grinning again when he felt his face plant itself against his chest once more as the leech monster made its appearance and took its time feeding. Here he had thought the made-up monster wouldn't bother him but apparently, that wasn't the case. "So they keep sayin'." He sighed as if being called cruel bothered him when it truly didn't. He looked back at Marcel when the movie changed to the couple on the couch. In that short amount of time, they had managed to remove their clothing and were currently going at it like a pair of enthusiastic rabbits. His confession of being afraid from the movie wasn't exactly something he found to be amusing. Reaching down, he grabbed one of his hand to find it shaking. He hadn't thought the movie would scare him this badly. He definitely felt like the world's biggest a*****e now. Virgil's expression became wholly apologetic. "Wanna find somethin' else t'watch?" His other hand started to reach out for the remote as the leech god could be seen crawling on the ceiling toward the lovers.
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Posted: Wed Jul 24, 2019 5:52 am
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Marcel was more than pleased when that familiar confusion graced Virgil's features, yep he was still as adorable as ever. Once he cleared up what it meant for the other man he grinned what the other might perceive as an adorable grin as he felt his own butterflies at that moment. It really was a super cheesy saying but it did hold a lot of meaning. He remembered how his Papá would sometimes say this to his Mamá when she was complaining about this or that and it would help ease her a bit and the two would have this moment together of just looking into each others eyes. When he was younger Marcel didn't understand what was going on but once he got older the Hispanic realized that even in all the time that they'd been together their love for each other was still as strong as when they were younger. And now, looking into Virgil's green eyes he could say that he wanted that exact kind of relationship with his lover. His marriage to Kendra was one he thought would last but it seemed that the other saying 'Distance makes the heart grow fonder' wasn't true. At least not in his case. Marcel would then smile a bit more as Virgil's next comment sent a pleasant chill down his spine as those damn butterflies got even worse "I was thinking the exact same thing" what happened on their camping trip was barely on the Veteran's radar if he were being honest, if anything helping take down Virgil's Ex made Marcel appreciate Virgil all the more. To some they would have ditched him as soon as the possibility of dying arose but Marcel was not nearly that put off by it. He'd been surrounded by death his whole life so maybe it has warped his mind quite a bit but to him nearly dying to a ghost werewolf was worth the risk it posed if it meant that he could remain with someone he loved. As Marcel thought on the prospect of being lucky with Virgil he had to admit that deep down a part of him wanted nothing more than to move back to Marbella, Spain with Virgil in tow and spend the rest of their days in his home city. They didn't have to have a nice beach side home, a small apartment in the city itself was more than enough for him. Maybe one day when the two of them could save up enough money they could move out of Japan and get a nice apartment together. But until that day arrived Marcel would just be content and happy to be able to spend his days with his Lover. Soon enough though these fluffy thoughts and feelings were lost to the horror that was a leach monster! The smack was deserved it seemed as the Hispanic refused to watch the screen as the young man in the movie was drained of his blood. He listened to the other man challenge him and Marcel's evil smirk grew a bit as he quirked an eyebrow at the other man and stared at him in the eyes "Rafe, are you actually challenging me?...Again?" admittingly enough their time together, while barely a week long Marcel felt that he had proven time and time again how above and beyond he'd go to win and prove a point. But he supposed it was just one of those things he'd have to hammer into Virgil's head once again just so that it wouldn't be forgotten. He'd make his plans and set everything up while the other man was recovering, no doubt the other man would be paying much attention during these next couple of days depending on how the recovery was going. Once Marcel felt him grab the trembling hand he couldn't help but grin up at the other man when he became apologetic and asked if he wanted to watch something else. It was humiliating in a way, being so terrified of a poor CGI leach man but he couldn't help it. Either way though Marcel quickly shook his head "We started this movie and we're finishing it, it's just a movie after all" he didn't want to. He really, really, really didn't want to continue but he wasn't about to let himself get beaten by some movie! He'd happen to glance at the screen as the leech monster thing was crawling towards the couple having sex at that moment. Marcel tried to watch as the creature slowly advanced on it's prey but he just couldn't do it and once again proceeded to bury his face into Virgil's chest yet again "This is embarrassing" he admitted to his Lover with a small sigh "I just ******** leeches...even movies with spiders don't bother me this badly...and those things are by all means more horrifying to look at..." the Hispanic spoke in an exasperated tone, daring to peek out from his hiding place before going back every now and then. Leeches really were his Achilles heel in every way, at least in a movie it seemed. (Translation: ) |
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Posted: Thu Jul 25, 2019 2:51 am
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His heart came close to melting when Marcel told him he felt the same. Virgil didn't understand how he could still remain whole when it felt like his something inside of his was going to burst with the swell of joy that was stirred inside of him at times. Being scolded and smacked around hardly came close to dampening his happiness, which only fed his cocky bravado in turn. The promise in the darker gaze leering at him normally would have made him at least think about backing down but it didn't cross his mind this time. A deep chuckle vibrated through his chest as he shrugged a shoulder. "If ya think it is one then sure." The used of his birth name didn't help him keep a level head as it partially reminded him of his days as a daring outlaw. "Far as I recall...I always win anyway so why not?" Apparently, Virgil didn't think he had dug his hole deep enough. Some lessons he would never learn. Challenging and then proceeding to poke the bear was one of them. It didn't help that Marcel seemed to be easy to provoke, that just made it extremely hard for him not to give in to temptation. Challenging him hadn't even been his goal this time, but it looked like he had one his hands now. Thankfully, he had the fortitude to match his firey man's drive to come out on top and win. Maybe this time he wouldn't forget there was an evil cat plotting against him. Noticing just how bad the movie was really affecting him subdued his boldness though. Once he confirmed he wanted to continue watching, Virgil stopped trying for the remote on the coffee table and looked at him with an affectionate smile. "My brave warrior." He murmured fondly before he raised the hand he was holding onto to his lips and kissed the back of it before letting go in order to wrap his arms around him again. They might be just watching a movie but the fact Marcel was willing to try to deal with his phobia was beyond amazing to him. But he wasn't brave only for that reason alone. It took someone with courage, or perhaps a great deal of idiocy, to stand up the monstrosity they had to fight off last night. If he ever needed any proof his lover would have his back through thick and thin all he had to do was remember that fact that he hadn't gotten into the truck and left like he had wanted him to. The more he was hiding his face, the less the werewolf was finding it amusing and more so cute than anything else. "Don't beat yerself up t'much...we don't really have any control over what ******** up as kids." Or any other age for that matter though he did think children were probably more susceptible to being scarred for life by more average situations. Virgil looked back at the screen just as the creature was right over the couple, the guy soaking it in with his eyes closed while his woman was on top and doing most of the work, his toothy grin returning as he waited for what he believed was the only part that made the movie worth watching. They both screamed as the bloodsucking nightmare dropped down on top of them, the boyfriend screaming louder than the blonde once he realized what the hell was happening. Rather than trying to save his girlfriend from the thing that was latched onto her and currently killing her, he fought and shoved his way out from underneath the two and took off running. The scene had Virgil laughing as it played out, finding it a lot funnier than he had the first time thanks to the person laying on top of him. "I could see ya doin' that." He started once he had calmed down. "Ditchin' me jus' 'cause of ah leech." He stretched out a bit underneath him while he watched the last surviving man making his way outside, his hands covering his groin though it did show off the rest of his body though. Torchlight near the lake drew his attention for a moment although he made the smart decision of not going to investigate. Until he heard screaming, anyway. He cautiously moved forward and swore to himself when he saw a small group of Natives standing there while one of them dragged his redheaded friend toward the water by her hair. They were still a couple of feet away, but thousands of leeches could be seen whithering near the lake's surface in preparation for their meal.
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Posted: Thu Jul 25, 2019 10:07 am
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Suffice to say that Marcel's feathers were well rustled now because of Virgil's little smartass comment. He let out a very audible huff and glared up at the other man "You won at the pond once because I made a mistake! And the spar was a tie, remember!?" he stated rather indignantly to the other man. The gall of him to even humor the idea that he always won! Marcel always came out as the top dog in this relationship and that was that! Oooo Virgil was just asking for it now it seemed. The other man either forgot about his vindictive streak or wasn't taking him seriously and quite frankly both were very dangerous prospects! Thankfully (for Virgil) the movie was distracting Marcel from his evil plotting the idea he was hatching was put on hold in favor of hiding in Virgil's chest. Marcel would then grin despite himself a little bit when the other man called him a brave warrior "I think stubborn warrior is just as accurate Querido" honestly Marcel always thought of himself as the fine balance between crazy, brave, and stubborn. Crazy to be putting himself in the situations he did, brave for facing them head on no matter how he felt, and stubborn in his unwillingness to surrender and run away. It was pretty much what happened last night as all three of those traits came to light at that moment against Matthew. The Hispanic Veteran would then listen to his Lover and sighed a little bit before nodding his head in agreement "Yeah but still...it sucks. I've done and seen so many things, you'd think a little blood sucker would mean nothing to me" it was frustrating in a way. To know about something crippling in your life mentally that you simply can't do anything about and for Marcel it was twofold because not only did leeches cause him to have a complete freak out but gunshots were triggering to him as well. Both had different reactions and reasons but both were crippling to the man either way, it was horrible in his eyes at least. Still though even if he hated this movie for it's antagonist he was still stubborn and would see this movie through to the end! As the leach monster dropped down on the two having sex Marcel would once more bury his face into the others chest, however this time he opened one eye to try and at least force himself to see what was going on. He really, really wished he hadn't quite frankly, granted he was able to look up from his hiding place to instead look at Virgil as he spoke and managed a small laugh "Not even gonna try and bullshit you, I probably would" as ashamed as he was to admit it the Hispanic would very well probably have bolted right out of there "Hey now! Not just A leach but a full...thing like..." he pointed to the screen "That one!" he wasn't so bad that he'd ditch Virgil over one leach, he'd just probably either slap the thing off him or just smash it in general. Whichever came first honestly. As Marcel turned his attention back tot he scene he couldn't help but chuckle despite himself at the sight of the man running, hiding his junk. Of course as the scene played out he quirked an eyebrow at the sight of the red head being dragged away "Oh give me a break, she's quite literally the final girl. She's in no danger" he stated before taking hold of Virgil's arm and squeezing it rather tightly at the sight of the lake filled with leeches slithering at the lakes surface "Oh look, nightmare fuel" he stated, trying to remain calm with humor as best he could. It wasn't really working but Marcel was putting in the best effort he could at this moment to not hide his face in Virgil's chest. (Translation: ) |
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Posted: Sun Jul 28, 2019 4:07 pm
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Virgil could only smirk while he listened to him, rather hotly, correct his assumptions about always winning. He knew he was treading on dangerous ground now although it wasn't as if it would stop him. He was far too reckless for his own good. "Only 'cause you're not ah lycan." He gently ran his fingertips over the bite mark he had given Marcel during their sparring session. It seemed silly to force the human to adhere to lycan culture, which dictated whoever's neck was grabbed in any way was on the losing side of a fight. Though, luckily for him, the movie did a decent job of distracting and cooling their conversation down to a subject that wouldn't get him into trouble. Hopefully. He chuckled once he was corrected again and shook his head. "Aye. That, too." He had to agree with him. It went without question that the younger Hispanic was stubborn, maybe even more so than himself was. Virgil didn't think it would be all that great of a time if the day ever came they found which one of them was the most hardheaded out of the two of them. Small circles were slowly rubbed along his back while he listened to him talk about his frustrations with his fears. He could empathize with him in some way since he had his own phobia to deal with. One would think after everything he had gone through in his life that getting trapped in a small space would be the least of his concerns, but it was. A ******** huge one, in fact, and he was still learning how to live with it. But at least they didn't have to worry about leeches and small spaces being a common or popular theme in the media. Now, if only Hollywood would stop being so obsessive over guns and explosives then they would have it made as far as movies went. Virgil kept rubbing his back, finding the simple act soothing in its own way as if he was petting a Spanish kitty cat rather than a man. "I appreciate th' honesty." He chuckled, not being one to get upset over a hypothetical situation. He didn't need to look at the t.v. to know what Marcel meant. "Though I doubt it would take that many t'make ya scream an' run away." Maybe Marcel would over one or two, but perhaps a decent number of them would considering how badly he had reacted to the prank yesterday. Once his so-called favorite scene was over, Virgil went back to watching the man laying on top of him. Even when he wasn't being adorable by hiding between his pectorals, he found him to be a lot more interesting than the movie. "Oh? I didn't realize ya were an expert on these sort of things, darlin'." He playfully teased, slightly flexing his arm the moment it was squeezed. Those fingers digging into his muscle was a nice reminder of just how strong his lover was, but he wasn't about to complain. It was as if he was in any pain, just a tad bit uncomfortable. By now, the leeches were leaping out of the water as their prey moved closer still. Her angry screaming became a bit more terrified as she noticed the leeches that had managed to make it out of the water were crawling toward her across the sand, which finally gave the man the courage to do something other than hide in the shadows. He took off at a jog toward them, waving his hands in the air while he shouted a classical line of hey, assholes! The first Native threw the woman to the ground before he turned and pointed his spear toward the intruder as the other four did the same with their own weapons. It was an obvious diversion and she didn't waste a second of it, climbing to her feet to take off running for the tree line. She didn't stop to look back at the odd silence coming from her friend, who had been speared through the chest by one of the tribal men. But, sadly, she didn't make it much farther. Just as she was about to reach the cover of the forest, she fell face-first into the ground to show a spear jutting out of her lower back. Despite having given up on watching the movie, Virgil chuckled at the scene as he lightly patted his back. "Don't feel t'bad for 'er, babe. I think she becomes th' chosen mate for th' Leech god or somethin' in th' next movie...least that's what I'm guessin' since it opens with 'er givin' birth ta ah whole bunch of 'em."
( bleh. So sorry it took so long! Got really sick and all I could do was sleep. )
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Posted: Tue Jul 30, 2019 5:32 am
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Marcel made a small sound in the back of his throat when the other man oh so helpfully pointed out that he wasn't a lycan like his Lover. This caused the Hispanic to glare at the other a bit "Oh please! If I was though I would have won that spar easily!" he was not even going to bring up the fact that Virgil was holding back the whole time against him in that spar, it was irrelevant! Now Marcel was beginning to get a little bit hot headed but his temper was quickly cooled down when he felt the other man ran his fingertips over the bite mark on his neck. He made the smallest noise for a moment, the spot was still tender to him but not so much in a bad way. He could feel the spots where the Werewolf had broken the tanned flesh to draw blood, oddly enough he wasn't all that torn about it now that he felt the other man touching the healing wounds "I really need to be more careful, you get wild when you're all heated up" he stated with a smirk before that it changed into a small grin "But I gotta admit....you get hot when you're wild" he still remembered the fear mixed with other less appropriate things that he felt when Virgil looked up at him with those wild golds "I look forward to the day when I can try and pin you down when you're like that, maybe tame that beast a bit with his favorite bone" he stated with a flirtatious look on his face, thankfully the idea distracted the Hispanic from the horrors that this movie had for him. Of course once their conversation shifted he settled back down and would prepare himself to hide in the others pecs once again but for now he grinned up at his Lover when he agreed with him. Stubborn was the word that best defined Marcel Velazquez, at least in his opinion since the Hispanic never knew when to quit sometimes. It was amusing how two men that were as stubborn as they were got on so well, he supposed that something good was going on though if it was working out as well as it was. Even now he was being stubborn about the movie, he was going to watch it through to the end even if he hated every moment of it. It was just how Marcel was. The other man rubbing his back did help quite a bit when he vented about his phobia to Virgil. It was just infuriating to him how something so little could cause such an awful reaction out of him. At least he knew he wasn't alone in that department, much to his chagrin of course since he hated the fact that his Lover had such a bad phobia. However he knew not to dwell on it too much and instead grinned up at the other man once more and nodded his head at the others statement "Yeah, I'd say three or more would be when I scream and run. Two or less though I'd just smash them while screaming instead" he stated with a small smirk on his face. He liked to consider himself rather brave! He would then chuckle a little bit at the other's blatant teasing "Watch it Buddy! Never question my movie knowledge!" if there were two things that the Hispanic was good at it was fighting and movie trivia! And only one of those were a genuinely useful skill he uses on a semi regular basis! As he saw those things begin to slither onto land Marcel couldn't handle it anymore and quickly buried his face back into the others chest. He tried his hardest but a sheer stubborn attitude wasn't going to pull him through a scene like that and quite frankly he was getting worn down by just the awful sound effects of those things on land. Thankfully he would be able to look up just in time to see the last guy get speared through the chest which just looked like it sucked "Had something kinda similar happen to me once" he stated off offhandedly "s**t sucked" he absentmindedly spoke without much forethought before then listening to Virgil explain about how in the next movie the final girl was seen...nope. Nuh uh "OK that's it for me! Turn the movie off, I'm done with it" he would then reach over and quickly opened the guide to see that the sequel was on next with that Marcel quickly changed the channel to some kind of documentary about insects "No way in hell I'm even going to humor the idea of dealing with anymore leaches. Call me a coward, absolutely not" he would then promptly drop the remote back on the table and reach up to wrap his arms around Virgil's neck before resting his chin on the others chest and simply stared up at his Lover "..." he continued to stare for another couple moments "What was your life like in America?" he questioned the other man out of the blue. Honestly Marcel just wanted something to pull his mind away from the idea of leaches in general and this was the first question that came to mind "Like...What did you do on a daily basis in when you lived in New Orleans?" some clarification would probably do some good honestly for a question like that.
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Posted: Wed Jul 31, 2019 1:59 am
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"That goes without sayin'." Virgil wasn't stupid enough to deny that the former Lieutenant would have won if they were equally matched. And he sure as hell wasn't dumb enough to think he would've lasted for long during their spar without his lycan resilience. The noise Marcel made had him giving him an apologetic look, taking it to mean the small holes his canines had left in his neck still bothered him. "Sorry..." He murmured softly as his face grew warm from him plainly stating the change that overcame him whenever he was feeling hot and heavy. How the line between man and wolf became skewed during a stressful or passionate encounter was quite obvious though this was the first time anyone had ever said anything. In all honesty, if there was a person who needed to be careful, it was the werewolf. Marcel deserved to be with someone who wasn't going to gnaw on him like a piece of meat during a heated exchange. Though Virgil didn't know if he would be able to keep the fragile balance from tilting in the future, there was something about his lover that turned him into a mindless sex machine that ran on primal instinct and little else. What he took to be a compliment had his blush darkening and threw his thoughts of apologizing again and promising to do better right out the window. Well, if the Hispanic enjoyed his wild side then who was he to hide it from him? Warmth of a different kind shot through him as he shared that little idea of his with him, Virgil being able to do nothing except stare at him for a brief moment. For once, he couldn't shoot back with a smartass reply, his brain temporarily short-circuited by the look aimed his way. Marcel was a handsome man under normal circumstances, but whenever he decided to put those good looks of his to work, he could barely function. Luckily for him, slightly serious change to their conversation saved him from being kissed. From being ravaged by the big brute, rather. His grin returned once the topic became a bit more lighthearted. Watching people scream with fright while trying to kill the thing that frightened them would always be humorous to him. Vivian had done that near-exact thing once only with a mouse. He had tried to stop her, of course, but his laughing fit had prevented him from doing so. Not that the little rodent had needed any help, it had managed to squeeze itself into a crack in the cabin's wooden floor to avoid being smashed by her broom. Which, as he remembered, prompted more screaming from her as she had never known they could do that until then and it had further freaked her out.
Caught up with musing over his sister's irrational fear of rodents, Virgil almost missed his defense over his movie geekiness. The opportunity to mess with him again was too good to ignore but, luckily, the following statement caught him way off guard. Wait, what? He glanced toward the T.V. before staring at Marcel in bewilderment. Maybe it was the casual way he mentioned it but he was confounded. His confused curiosity could wait though. He came disturbing close to cackling like some cartoon witch when he abruptly decided he didn't want to watch the movie anymore. He wasn't afraid of leeches, but he could admit that seeing them come spilling out of any orifice was terrifying in its own right. "Ah coward? Never. Can't say I blame ya for not wantin' t'watch what happens t'er..." It was enough to make him shiver. Despite what Marcel said, he made no move to change the channel out of simple laziness. That, and his hands were quite busy petting and rubbing his lover's back. The movie ended with a cliffhanger, the woman screaming all over again as the leech creature appeared over her before everything went black- not that he was watching. Virgil was too busy having a staring contest with his man with a slightly confused look on his face. A soft chuckle brought his silence at his first question. Apparently, he hadn't done a good enough job of painting a clear picture of his sordid life or something. He returned to being quiet as he tried to think of a way to answer though the clarification did help. "Woke up early in th' mornin' an' went for ah jog on th' beach before goin' ta ah lil' cafe in th' French Quarter for breakfast then spent th' rest of th' day jus' hangin' out with people..." The way he was smirking should give away that his answer was complete bullshit. In all honesty, though, he could picture Marcel doing something like that had his life gone differently. "Heh, nah...I was usually only in New Orlean's when I wasn't workin' so I wasted my hard-earned money bar crawlin' an' partyin'. Same s**t, different day." His one goal in life had been to stay as blind drunk as he could in order to stop himself from thinking. At all. And he had to say he'd been pretty damn religious with that routine too. "Hmmm, not that I think about it...drinkin', ********', fightin' an' killin'...Aye, that's pretty much th' last century of my life in ah nut shell." He chuckled as he shrugged a shoulder and gave an unapologetic smile. He hadn't lied when he'd told him he was trash. "So...gonna tell me how ya kinda similarly got stabbed through with ah spear?" As he asked, a hand snaked itself underneath and his fingers began to gently trace along any scars they encountered to see if he could find one that might match such a wound.
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Posted: Thu Aug 01, 2019 6:52 am
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Marcel grinned a little bit when the other man admitted that the Hispanic would have won if he were on equal footing with the Werewolf. As it stood Marcel hated how the other man had to hold back because he could genuinely really hurt or even kill the Hispanic if he wasn't careful. Even then however the Veteran was still pleased that he was able to keep up with his Lover because even if the Hispanic had his skill and speed the other man was not one who could be put down easily. Even if it ended in a draw Marcel was proud of himself, he'd done well against Virgil and even managed to not get struck by Matthew during their little fight. He would then shake his head a little bit in amusement when his Lover apologized before he then spoke about his own thoughts on his more wild side. The deep blush that spread across Virgil's face was a look that he could never get tired of and the Hispanic would grin a little bit. It seemed his little idea had left his Lover speechless, that was a bit uncommon to say the and he would happily savor the look on his face. Of course Marcel would obliviously shift the topic to about how he'd without a doubt ditch his lover if more than a few leeches found their way to them. Marcel couldn't help it though once Virgil had informed him about how the female lead was going to give birth to ******** Leeches. The Hispanic was not even going to humor the concept of seeing that happen or even the possibility of it being hinted at in the first movie! He would happily never see something like that ever in his lifetime, seeing these things kill the people was bad enough! It was nice to know however that Virgil wasn't going to mock him for his blatant cowardice because it would have felt kind of bad, granted the Hispanic would have gotten even. Once things settled however Marcel had to realize that the answer to his question was probably pretty obvious by now but either way anything his Lover talked about would help get the mental image of leaches coming out of a woman's body. The Hispanic would roll his eyes a bit at the others sarcastic answer he was given, what a smartass. However he would listen to the other man speak and nodded his head when the other man began to explain about how he only was in New Orleans when not working. It made sense all things considered. As the other man continued on he nodded his head and let out a small 'ahh' noise when the other explained what he did on a daily basis "At least you were going out everyday and partied, I barely ever left my apartment since the breakup" unless he was looking to get s**t faced drunk and he ran out of liquor at the bar or maybe he was looking to bring some random woman home for sex. Marcel would then blink a bit when Virgil brought up about how he'd dealt with something similar to the man getting speared through. He'd only said that in passing, he didn't think it would stick with the Werewolf. Marcel would grin a little bit and reached down to grab Virgil's hand and guided it to a small three inch patch of smooth skin on his back before then moving it to the front where an identical patch of scarred flesh was, nearly perfectly adjacent to the one on his back "I wasn't speared through exactly like the guy in the movie, it was more of something unfortunate that happened to me" he explained to the other man before letting his hand go "We were on a helicopter flying into a dangerous zone, we had gotten reports of enemy tangos trying to claim back the town we'd taken" he shook his head a little bit "Just as we were heading in our alarm began going off, one of the enemies had shot a rocket at us and we had like ten seconds to evacuate, luckily we all managed to get out on time but I was the last one out of the helicopter" he continued on with his story "The explosion had thrown me off course, instead of landing in the desert sand like I intended I was thrown into a destroyed building from a previous attack. I landed back first on one of those metal rods that are used in construction, damn thing took a chunk of my liver with it" he finished his own story with a small chuckle "It's a good thing that the liver is the only organ in the human body that can regrow itself....at least that's what the doctor told me" he laughed a little bit before then reaching down into his pocket and pulled Virgil's phone out of his pocket "Let's order the Chinese now, what do you say? I'm starting to feel hungry" he stated before moving to lift himself up from Virgil's body. (Translation: ) |
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