Guard Breaker

Private RP Blog for Alvin Svent from Tales of Xillia/2. Tracked Tag: guardbreaker Follows from PsycheDossier

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[xmarkedcriminal]

A different kind of pressure (Closed thread for guard-breaker)

[guard-breaker]

xmarkedcriminal:

Jude got to the point where he was just ignoring the other’s commentary and focusing on tying the other’s wrists together, “There’s no off switch to you is there.” He didn’t really wait for an answer as he tied the first knot. 

“So are you still going to keep up with the innocent mercenary act, Alvin?” 

Alvin hadn’t wanted this to get physical or for his cover to be blown. But with Jude intending to tie him up and talking about dead bodies, it was time to stop fooling around.

With a twist of his body he tore himself away from Jude’s grasp and kicked out. His bound hands made the movement more difficult, but he was still able to reach the pistol he kept on his person at all times and aim it right for the man’s head.

“Fine, if you want to play it like that. Drop my pistol on ground and back up.”

[guard-breaker]

Doctor, Doctor Love

[guard-breaker]

xmarkedcriminal:

“That’s not what I meant and you know it.” He squeaked a little when the other’s hands wandered to more private places. He fidgeted in the older’s lap, but he didn’t move from it, nestling his head on the crook of the gigolo’s neck, “Just don’t go nuts will ya?” 

“But I thought you liked when I went nuts.” Phrasing, Jude. Otherwise Alvin was going to twist your words until he’s blue in the face. “Course we can do something else instead.” There was that eyebrow waggle again. Son of a bitch.

[guard-breaker]

Doctor, Doctor Love

[guard-breaker]

xmarkedcriminal:

“Ludger chose the toss pillows, not me.” The gigolo could deal with the Twilight later if he had anything to say about it. He did his best to not look down since the other was rather tall and he felt so far away from the ground whenever the older carried him. 

Alvin all but flopped onto the couch with Jude on his lap, grinning cheekily as his hands wandered to places less acceptable between patient and doctor. “Are you saying just cuz Ludger picked em out that you don’t care if they get roughed up?”

[dimensional-opera]

when the lights are down

[guard-breaker]

dimensional-opera:

Oh yes, they had far better things to do than track down lone mercs like Alvin Svent. Basilisk had things he would much rather be doing. But Watchman had given him the assignment and that meant that Basilisk had to comply. Even though he’d tried to shove the assignment off on anyone else. But that little shit Thanatos had ratted him out.

But Basilisk didn’t let any of that irritation seep into his expression. No, he just kept smiling in an almost amused way. 

“We do have many important things to do…” Basilisk shrugged slightly before pausing to check his phone when it buzzed. A reminder of things he had to do later in the day. The phone was shoved away again. “You just seemed to be confused about me being the one to recruit Cheshire…so I figured you hadn’t dealt with many agents…”

Because they were mainly young. Young, talented, and loyal. Well, mostly loyal. Karmic Sense treated them better than the government would, at least.

Alvin was about to interject that he wasn’t confused that Basilisik had recruited Cheshire, but rather he was skeptical about how he had been recruited at all considering how he perceived his demeanor when they ran into one another. Alvin liked to think he was enjoyable to be around; Cheshire thought otherwise.

He smartly decided not to add that onto their conversation. The point of this was to get Karmic Sense off his back, not add more weight to his situation.

“Well, I understand you’re busy, so if you don’t mind, I’d like to conclude our little meeting.” Conclude so he could get the hell out of there before Basilisk figured out he wasn’t intending on turning Ludger over to Karmic Sense.

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[guard-breaker]

Doctor, Doctor Love

[guard-breaker]

xmarkedcriminal:

He simply pouted up at the brunette with his arms crossed before pointing to the desk, “Off the desk. Now.” 

“Okay, if you say so.” Alvin stood and lifted Jude along with him, carrying the young doctor with ease towards the living area. “But I can’t say that I’ll spare the couch cushions.”

[fruitymerchant]

Double Dejavu

[guard-breaker]

talesofdebt:

fruitymerchant:

Golden stayed outside of the room, already feeling like he wore out his welcome, even though this was his own hideout. He kept his expression rather neutral when his brother looked his way. He figured he’d save the questions later when Ludger was in better shape. 

Though the fact that Alvin did try to target Jude didn’t exactly sit well with him, that means Jude had to report this to his boss. And Natarov had to inform his boss.

Lovely. How was he gonna explain all this to Gaius? He was already in bad terms with Karmic Sense for more than one reason. Though he wasn’t ready to tell Jude that was his mind set for the time being…the younger had enough to worry about. 

“Let’s have a look at your arms… I’ll try to find a proper vein.” He didn’t want to make the other uncomfortable more than he already was. He witnessed enough what they did to Lin. Jude spared a glance at the brunette that he did intend that punch for, making a small huff, “Alvin.” Sure he’ll acknowledge that he was being thanked, but he would have words with the other later when he was done treating the patient. 

Doctor Mathis, Mister Kresnik’s diagnosis is complete, his vitals are stable, though sustenance is recommended for the patient. 

Jude looked over his shoulder to see Golden spared a glance at the ceiling before taking steps away. He didn’t need to ask where he was going, the other was probably going to work on that sustenance part, though he shouted after the other, “And put out that cigarette, Golden!”

There was a disgruntled groan from the hacker as he retreated. Jude directed his attention back to Ludger, mumbling to himself, “You’d think he’d be more careful with his health with his artificial organs.”  

Ludger obediently held out both arms for the doctor to look over. Though his expression shifted slightly when he heard Dr. Mathis mention artificial organs. That was something new - though he supposed now wasn’t the time to really be thinking about that. If Golden hadn’t mentioned it - it was probably something he wanted to keep on the down low. 

But Ludger was distracted by something far closer to him - the awkwardness between Alvin and Dr. Mathis. Even with the circumstances being dire, Alvin was usually pretty sociable. The fact that he’d only nodded and said the doctor’s name gave Ludger the idea that there was possibly less-than-pleasant history there.

But again…this didn’t really seem like the time to bring it up.

It seemed odd, but their awkwardness was helping Ludger focus on something other than his anxiety regarding medical things. 

Still…

“How long am I going to be bed-bound?” Ludger’s voice was soft when he spoke. He hated being stuck in one place, especially when he was unable to really get around.

Alvin was going to make some smart remark about Golden smoking in his own home, but cut it short when he heard the commentary about his organs. Artificial? Why would Alfred have artificial organs? While they weren’t necessarily rare in this day and age, they were pricey, and someone who had reneged on the family fortune probably shouldn’t be able to afford such an operation.

The reason he had gotten them seemed easy enough to guess; the explosion, his apparent death. That would be hard to get out of without rupturing a spleen or two. But the question remained of how he got from point A to point B.

Questions he could ask later. Just then, Ludger took priority.

“However long it is, I’ll stay, okay? You don’t have to worry about that.”

[guard-breaker]

Doctor, Doctor Love

[guard-breaker]

xmarkedcriminal:

“Th-That wasn’t meant to be a challenge!” He huffed, flailing a bit on the other’s lap. Nope, he was going throw a fit now.

“It wasn’t? My bad...” Alvin kissed the underside of his chin, beard tickling bare skin. “Do you really want me to let you go? Or do you want me to just carry you to the couch?”

[dimensional-opera]

when the lights are down

[guard-breaker]

dimensional-opera:

“Yes, I recruited Cheshire.” Was that so hard to believe? Was it because Basilisk himself was so young? Or was Alvin just wondering the qualifications for Karmic Sense recruiting someone? 

In the long run, none of that really mattered. But still…he would allow Alvin the illusion of having control of the conversation and then swerve it back in his favor later.

“You really haven’t met many agents, have you.” Not people who were ‘working’ with Karmic Sense, but full agents. People like Basilisk and Cheshire. Or their other partner - Lancer.

Alvin could not help but think that was a jab at his intelligence in concern of his line of work. Yes, he had not met that many full-fledged agents, but that was primarily because he avoided them like the plague. Working for megacorps in themselves just sat wrong with Alvin, however he found working for them freelance he could stomach.

That was about the only reason; sadly, tracking and killing weren’t all that marketable of skills outside of bounty-hunting.

“Can’t say I’ve had the privilege.” Alvin shrugged as he leaned back in his seat, crossing his leg over his knee. “Most of them have better things to do than track down lone mercs like me, don’t you think? Not that I don’t see them around.”

[guard-breaker]

Doctor, Doctor Love

[guard-breaker]

xmarkedcriminal:

“A-Alvin-” He was pulled onto Alvin’s lap rather easily. Of course on the desk much to the doctor’s dismay. He bit on the gigolo’s bottom lip, muttering softly against those lips, “You’re making a mess on my desk…” 

“I can make a bigger mess.” He was winking. God damn it Alvin. Normally he would use these lines against his clients, but apparently not today. Not with Jude, anyway.

[xmarkedcriminal]

A different kind of pressure (Closed thread for guard-breaker)

[guard-breaker]

xmarkedcriminal:

“Stop it.” He was irritated but he couldn’t stop the embarrassed look on his face. Why was this guy so overbearing? He waited patiently until the other stopped moving before approaching again with the scarf in hand, getting ready to tie the other’s wrists to the bar. With enough knots, by the time the other freed himself he would be already halfway across town or to the nearest safe haven. 

“I’m only doing this because I’d rather not have to hide a dead body.” He’d have to explain later to Dr. Natarov why he allowed the man to live but, that was a later problem for him, “So please make this easy for the both of us-” 

“Hide a dead body?” His incredulousness was only feigned in part. When he saw the kid’s rap sheet and bounty, he had assumed he was just another kid that got wrapped up in the wrong crowd and had done something stupid. But as soon as he mentioned hiding bodies and Dr. Natarov -- he knew that name, and for less than good reasons -- Alvin had to switch gears to take this more seriously.

“Hey now, I’m all for trying new things, but necrophilia is not one of them.” He lowered his arms a bit and watched Jude over his shoulder. “Kids these days don’t normally reward their saviors by killing them, do they? What gives?”

[guard-breaker]

Doctor, Doctor Love

[guard-breaker]

xmarkedcriminal:

“See, that’s what an addiction is—mmph…” He couldn’t stop the other from pulling him to another lip lock. He made a small huff in the kiss. Damnit Alvin, why couldn’t the gigolo act his age?

When the brunette pulled away he pouted up at him, “Did you get your fix?” 

Alvin appeared to think on that for a second, tongue sliding over his own lips. “No, nope, I think I need a bit more.” He leaned in again and caught Jude’s lips, half-pulling him into his lap.

[talesofdebt]

cling to a promise [closed with psychedossier]

[guard-breaker]

talesofdebt:

Ludger paused mid-stretch, his legs slightly further than shoulder width apart as he bent at the waist. He glanced over at Alvin while still letting his upper body dangle down to continue the stretch. The stretching was making him ache a little less. “Huh? No, I’m not a gymnast.”

Not really - he could do a few flips and he was certainly flexible enough, but he wasn’t officially a gymnast.

“I’m just naturally flexible.”

He yawned as he stretched, though he tried to conceal it. He didn’t really want to sleep yet. There was part of him that was still itching to run despite the pain and damage he risked (as well as the storm). 

He absently straightened up while he stretched his arm across his torso. But what caught his attention was the storm. Maybe it was because he’d spent so much time trapped by Karmic Sense, but the sight of storms still manage to strike him as beautiful. Maybe it was the fact that storms couldn’t be caught and tamed.

“…big storm.” He muttered as there was a roll of thunder.

There was something about Ludger’s expression just then. The way he gazed out the window, his body poised to provide the most adequate stretch to ease what had to be days of soreness from running. The tension in his shoulders offsetting the forlorn look upon his pale face, skin lit by the flickers of lightning in the dim room.

Damn...

The guy was downright gorgeous when he wasn’t filthy from roughing it in the city.

Alvin shook off the staring, clearing his throat just enough to catch Ludger’s attention, and perhaps to clear his mind. “You should try to get some shut-eye. You look like you haven’t slept in a bed for a while.” He didn’t necessarily look it, but Alvin guessed that Ludger’s previous accommodations were a lot less motel bed and a lot more cardboard box.

[xmarkedcriminal]

A different kind of pressure (Closed thread for guard-breaker)

[guard-breaker]

xmarkedcriminal:

“Alvin,” Jude repeated, keeping the gun pointed at the other. He wasn’t going to shoot, not unless the older gave him a reason to. He wasn’t that heartless. Not like Dr. Natarov.

“Listen, I think it’ll be in our best interests if we parted ways here. For whatever inane reason that you throw at me is the reason why you saved me, the gesture is appreciated but….let’s just say I have trust issues.”

He scanned the area before approaching, watching the other to make sure he didn’t make any sudden movements, pulling the scarf with one swift movement, “Face the railing and put your hands on it.” He just silently hoped the other took him seriously enough to not make him use force. 

The grin on Alvin’s face only widened. A tough little brat, wasn’t he? Seems they’d put a bounty out on someone interesting this time. Again Alvin allowed Jude to think he was in control all while dutifully noting everything around them. Ways to escape, ways to gain the upperhand...

“I do love it when they’re pushy.” Alvin raised his hands up and turned to face the railing, but continued to look at Jude over his shoulder. “But shouldn’t you buy me flowers first, though? Dinner? Figured that was standard these days, but hey, I’m a bit old-fashioned. Maybe you kids just jump to the chase.”

Yet even with his banter, he was still alert. Jude wouldn’t get one over on him that easily.

[guard-breaker]

Doctor, Doctor Love

[guard-breaker]

xmarkedcriminal:

“A shame really,” Jude replied without missing a beat. He expected the just as cheesy reply back, “I should probably get you in contact with an addict specialist for that before it gets worse.” 

“Ah, but is an addiction to your kiss really such a bad thing?” Alvin wrapped an arm around Jude’s shoulders and tried to pull him in for another smooch. “C’mon, it’s free, and you know I could help you get a good dose too.”

[guard-breaker]

Doctor, Doctor Love

[guard-breaker]

xmarkedcriminal:

Jude returned the kiss the moment he felt the other start to act normal. He really knew how to pick significant others, didn’t he? He rolled his eyes at his comment before putting a finger to Alvin’s lips to stop him from getting another kiss, “Careful now. You don’t wanna overdose.” He gave a rather cheesy smile. Alvin was definitely rubbing off on him. 

“Don’t worry, Doc.” Alvin gently pulled the finger away, grinning like a git towards his lover. “I don’t need celebrer or anything like that. Your love is my drug.”

He was going to hell just for using that line.