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{ west-flynn, v i n c e n t } you've got a pretty kind of dirty face, and when she's leaving your home, she's begging you— stay, stay, stay, stay, stay.

[boftw-deactivated20230817]

I just realized that if I were ever to stand in three feet of snow, it would be just above my belly button. That’s terrifying.

[okvincent]

Well, it's a damn good thing we live in California then, isn't it? Would hate to see you stuck in a blizzard.

[sixtwcsix]

 I made the crucial mistake of going into the kennels at the animal shelter and I’ve never hated Humanity more in my life man.

[sixtwcsix]

[okvincent]

Did you adopt one?

[okvincent]

text @ all contacts

sacha: i just saw this guy giving a handy to another guy in the park

sacha: in broad daylight

sacha: and people say america isn't the greatest country in the world

vincent: reminds me of that picture of a group of dogs having a threesome, a guy popping a sick wheelie and then a guy giving a blowjob to another guy

vincent: god fucking bless

[lilianaffs]

A Little Outdated; Vincent&Liliana

[lilianaffs]

Tapping her chin a couple of time, Liliana pretended to be actually contemplating why he was here before a grin broke out on her lips. “Because, Vincent, this is the last place you’d want to be. Someone has to take you out of your comfort zone,” he was such a challenge, but he started this. He was rude to her and now the girl made it her mission to get to know why that was. Something had to make him this mean. In her eyes, there wasn’t just people who woke up one day and began being rude. The elderly were simply uncomfortable and living out their last days with snide remarks and bitter attitudes. Liliana accepted that from the world, but she wouldn’t allow someone young with their whole lives ahead of them to act that way. That and she found it amusing when he got irritated with her.

"Suit yourself," Liliana shrugged, grabbing her bottle of Pepsi from off the end table and took a swig from it before popping a few pieces of popcorn in her mouth. Just by the look on his face, Liliana knew that this would be one of the most entertaining days she’s had in the mansion so far. It was going to kill the poor boy to sit through the entire movie with nothing to do but watch it. He was very determined not to have to speak to her for a few days. Which was honestly fine, because she meant what she said to him once. He wasn’t going to be able to get rid of her that easily. The week would be a mini-vacation, but once those days were up he’d get that annoyance back at full force.

The shoe and pillow were within arms reach, well the shoe if she bent down, and the girl was satisfied knowing he wouldn’t try to fall asleep like she figured he would have planned. She would have too if the situations were reversed. “Thank you, I figure if directing doesn’t pan out, being a torture artist for the FBI or CIA would be a great second choice,” she nodded before hitting play and watching the opening credits start. His remark caught her off guard and all she could do was turn her head towards him with her eyes narrowed. “Right, I’m sure that’s what Dracula told people too.”

[okvincent]

Alright, this girl was proving to be way too cheery for Vincent's liking. Granted, he'd grown up with Maxxie, so he was more or less used to blindly peppy girls. But Liliana was different; she seemed to be finding pleasure in his discomfort, and he wasn't quite sure what to make of it. That was usually his MO, and now that someone else was taking it (and executing it successfully, he might add), Vincent felt out of place. He supposed that's what she meant by 'taking him out of his comfort zone.' Well, if that was it, he sure as hell didn't have to bend over and take it so easily. "You know why they call it a comfort zone, right?" he asked with perked brows, with a tone that showed he knew the answer already. "Because that's where I'm -- that's right -- comfortable." He looked over to her unexpectedly, half-wondering why she seemed to actually want to put up with him. 

His dark eyes following her as she moved, Vincent popped a few more bites of popcorn in his mouth, sheerly because he felt awkward just sitting there. He didn't normally hang out with anyone but his siblings, but he'd known them for two decades, so he felt like he could be comfortable around them. This redhead, though: he didn't know her, not really, and although he may have seemed calm and collected on the outside, he was actually bursting inside from anxiety. There was a small part of him that wanted to try these movies, and maybe see if he liked them, and actually be pleasant for once, but the more dominant part of his brain told him to scratch all of that and be the biggest asshole possible. Maybe that was his comfort zone -- being rude rather than acting like a normal human being. 

For a half second, Vincent wondered if he could sneak his phone out to distract him from the movie, since sleeping was apparently out of the question. Glancing over to Liliana, though, he quickly put that thought to rest. As much as he wasn't looking forward to sitting through this, he also really didn't want a shoe in his face. "Yeah, you'd be their best agent," he deadpanned, adjusting his body slightly to get more comfortable in preparation for the next few hours, Vincent looked over to her once more before letting a small chuckle rip through him. "Dracula? Really? You're gonna compare me to him?" he asked, shaking his head. "Fine, if we're gonna go that route, Dracula would be sleeping right about now."

[lilianaffs]

A Little Outdated; Vincent&Liliana

[lilianaffs]

A small laugh escaped her lips as soon as her eyes landed on the grimace. He always had some sort of disgusted body language going on and it amused Liliana to no end. “Don’t sound so happy to be in my presence. You know, lots of people would love to here right now.” For some reason, Liliana couldn’t help but wonder why he always seemed that way. There had to be a piece of Vincent that actually liked something, other than reading. She already got that out of him, so if anyone could Liliana knew it would be her. “I don’t know,” she mused, looking over her shoulder at him. “It gives the vibe of watching it in the theaters for the first time.”

Watching as he seemed to be settling in nicely and she had returned to her seat, Liliana watched his movements for a moment before clearing her throat. “Did you want something to drink or anything?” There was a time to be prepared and she knew if she didn’t he’d want to stop the movie every two seconds for something. It would be expected, actually. If she could eliminate some of that now, maybe he’d actually watch the whole thing. Which brought her to her next point.

"Alright, I’ll start it, but if you start to fall asleep I’m going to hit you with a pillow or Arian’s dirty shoe, whichever is closer. Doesn’t count if you don’t actually watch it. Then you’ll be stuck listening to me talk to you all week." Getting up, she pressed play and climbed back into her spot, curling up with her legs tucked under her arms with a good distance between the two of them. It was bad enough she was nervous about sharing one of her more private passions, let alone being too close to a guy that smelled nice.

[okvincent]

"Then why am I here, rather than them?" Okay, so, maybe Vincent was going to make this less-than-painless for the other. But that was just who he was; he simply wouldn't be himself without making things at least a little bit more difficult than they needed to be. Besides, Liliana had said that she liked the challenge, hadn't she? He couldn't understand why she still wanted to hang out with him despite that -- most people shied away or attempted to rip him to shreds, but she simply gave it back to him without taking offense to whatever he said. It was a refreshing change. "For the first time, like your first time, or the first time, like the first time the movie was played ever?"

Vincent felt his eyebrows quirk upward at her question, and he considered it for a moment before shaking his head. He probably would want something to drink later, but if he had it now, he'd more likely than not have to get up to go to the bathroom. If that were to happen, he's pretty sure the redhead would pause the movie, and that would be counterproductive. "Nah, I'm good, thanks," he finally replied, offering her a half smile for asking. Vincent wasn't usually used to being that polite, but he was raised by two women, after all, and they always taught him to treat hosts or hostesses with respect. They could poison your food, after all. 

Listening to her terms with a frown, the brunette shuddered a little at the thought of not only getting hit with a shoe (or a pillow), but also the fact that if he were to fall asleep, the bet would be called off. "Fine, fine. I'll stay awake as much as I can," he agreed, rolling his eyes a little for effect before cocking his head to the side and knitting his eyebrows at the space between them. "Y'know, contrary to popular belief, I don't bite unless provoked," he teased. It's not that he wanted her closer or anything, but it was her bed, and he didn't want her to feel unwelcome on it. That wouldn't be fair.

[jasiahblair]

And who told you that lie?

[okvincent]

Our moms.

[jasiahblair]

I give you an A for effort.

[okvincent]

I actually deserve an A for everything.

[jasiahblair]

Black tar pit? That’s inventive.

[okvincent]

I thought it was pretty good, Tate.

[lilianaffs]

A Little Outdated; Vincent&Liliana

[lilianaffs]

Patience was never her strong suit. That was something anyone who knew her could tell you. As a child she often got irritated at waiting and that didn’t change as she got older. So as she sat impatiently on her bed, she reviewed her choices in her head. Sticking to the most famous silent film director and star, Liliana chose two of the best works Charlie Chaplin ever did. The Kid and City Lights. The first being the first dramedy that ever was created and the second the biggest risk of Chaplin’s career. Liliana had a special place in her heart for both movies.

She was in the process of smoothing out her skirt when a clear, but slow, knock interrupted her thoughts. Rising from her seat quickly, Liliana found herself pausing for a moment as the black stars clouded her vision before making her way to the door. Opening the door just a crack, she leaned against it and cursed herself for the smile working its way onto her face. “Welcome, Wile E., you’re in for a real treat,” she left the door open for the brunette to make his way in as she bounced over to the television and got everything ready. “See, if I would have imagined I’d be educating someone on the thrills that are silent movies I would have brought my projector. I suppose modern technology will have to do.”

Gesturing towards her bed for him to have a seat, she got everything ready so all she had to do was press play before making her way back over to sit. “Okay, so the first one is the shorter of the two. I stuck with Chaplin because I figured you’ve never heard of anyone else. It’s called The Kid and it’s one of the first dramedies to ever be made.” Sitting a bowl of popcorn down next to her, she got herself comfortable and waited for him to be ready for the movie to play. Her nerves were acting up, but Liliana tried to push that aside for the time being.

[okvincent]

In the subject of silent films, Vincent's knowledge was slim to none. He knew of Charlie Chaplin, of course -- who didn't at least recognize the name? -- but that was as far as his understanding went. He preferred the usual comedies, or classics like "The Godfather" and "Jaws." Hell, even the romances that he caught on the TV while studying in the early hours of the morning found his way into his heart, even if he would never admit it. But what did all these have in common? Sound. Vincent had no idea how he'd react to watching a movie without it, but if he had to guess, he didn't think it would be a pleasurable experience.

It was purely instinct when he grimaced upon entering the room, having heard her nickname for him. He usually hated being called anything but his birth name, but Wile E. Coyote was starting to grow on him. He could feel a certain connection to the cartoon that gave him a weird sense of worth. "Thanks," he replied in monotone, stepping inside and shoving his hands into the pockets of his chinos. With her bouncing about beside him, he felt strangely still. He was usually used to this feeling with Maxxie, but other than that, he didn't really hang out with someone so different than himself. "It's really not a big deal. I don't think a projector would make much of a difference on my opinion, anyway."

With his normal sour expression, Vincent gingerly moved to the bed, leaning back on his elbows as he waited for her to set everything up. He had to hand it to her, she had come prepared, and he was vaguely impressed that she'd put to much thought into which film she showed him. "Sounds like a plan," he shrugged nonchalantly, grabbing a fistful of popcorn before popping them one by one into his mouth. He was well aware that she was in her zone, but that didn't mean he couldn't enjoy himself, too. He'd have a snack, a nap, and then be on his way. It seemed like a nice way to spend his Sunday.

[lilianaffs]

A Little Outdated; Vincent&Liliana

Liliana had to be out of her mind. To actually bet someone that they would like a silent film was embarrassment waiting to happen. It was a rare thing these days for someone to be into the same things she was, and now she was trying to force it down someone’s throat. That had to be wrong. Yet here she was, waiting for Vincent West-Flynn to stop buy so she could show him her favorite works. Why she was so sure of herself at the time, Liliana couldn’t pin point it. It seemed like a pretty good bet and he did agree to it. Up until this point it hadn’t occurred to her that she set herself up for a losing battle.

Trying to distract herself from improbable doom, Liliana made a point to clean up her side of the room and grab her camera. This was a moment she had to get on tape. An angry boy being forced to watch a silent film? She needed the before and after takes of that. Biting her lip, she set it on the tripod and turned it on, walking around after hitting the record button and began to speak to herself. She spoke in a tone that would be loud enough to hear but not so much that someone outside the door could question her sanity.

"Alright, so I invited a typical boy from this generation to watch a couple of silent films. I don’t think it’s going to be a pivotal moment in this documentary or anything, but at least it’ll show how the youth today acts towards these sorts of outdated films." With a small smile, she got up and turned the camera off, putting it aside and took the tripod down. Before sitting back on her bed and leaning against the wall, waiting for Vincent to arrive.

[okvincent]

As a twenty year-old law student living in the twenty-first century, Vincent didn't have much of an interest in silent films. He wasn't aware that people still watched those things, and if they did, he figured it would have been elderly people who missed things from when they were young. The last thing he expected was a certain strawberry blonde to not only love them, but also want to make one of her own. The thought seemed unappealing to Vincent, but then again, he was always more left brain than right brain. 

Liliana, though, seemed convinced that he would enjoy these films. Their wager on this was one that he was convinced he'd win, much to his delight. Then again, there wasn't a way he could come out of this as anything but victorious. If he liked the films, he was introduced to a new genre of enjoyment for him. And if he didn't like them -- well, he wouldn't have to deal with the peppy director for an entire week. Vincent was working to be a lawyer; he didn't take losing bets. 

With this thought in mind, the brunette trotted rather arrogantly to his companion's room, finding it easily despite the complicated floor plan of the mansion itself. Knocking lazily on the door, Vincent huffed a long sigh as he waited for the movie buff to answer. The sooner this was over with, the sooner he'd be able to ignore his annoyance for the past few days. With a smile, he knocked again, impatient and looking forward to starting this movie marathon just so he could end it.

[lilianaffs]

Then prepare to be amazed, Vincent. Alright, come to my room. My roommate is out right now.

[okvincent]

Yeah, will do. 

[lilianaffs]

Nope, I’m the new master now. Deal with it. I am not too nice to be sarcastic. You’ll find that out in time. How about right now? I mean, the sooner you’re forced to watch them the sooner we can see who’s right.

[okvincent]

I really don't remember agreeing to this. How can you claim to be more sarcastic than me? To be sarcastic, you need to have wit, and I don't know if you do. Right now is fine, if you're prepared to be wrong.

[lilianaffs]

Clearly, that or there’s a new sarcasm master in town. I’m not sure there’s room enough for the both of us. That would be your favorite movie. But some of the greatest directors have gotten tips from silent movies. Great, when shall we do this?

[okvincent]

Aw, you think I'm the master? I'm touched. C'mon, though, you're too nice to be the sarcasm master. Alright, well, we'll see about that. Uh, I dunno-- whenever is fine.

[lilianaffs]

That was sarcasm. You’d think someone as seemingly fluent in it would have picked up on that. I’m very confident in my silent movies. Most classic movies this generation enjoys sprouted from ideas formed in silent films. Besides, what do you have left to lose? You don’t like it, you don’t have to talk to me for week. It’s a win win for you.

[okvincent]

Must be off my game today. Is that so? So, somewhere out there, there's a 21 Jump Street silent film? But fine, like I said, you have yourself a deal. 

[lilianaffs]

You’re telling me you didn’t know that all girls like being called persistent. Goodness, get with the times. I know you won’t lie because you’re pretty brutally honest. That and you’ll want to watch a third one.

[okvincent]

Why would girls like being called persistent? If not a negative adjective, it's at very least neutral. How can you be so sure I'll want to watch a third one? You seem awfully confident in your silent, black and white movies.

[disingcnuous]

But you aren’t the most adorable? I know, I’ve started a college fund, thanks to you.

[okvincent]

You seem confused, because I am, though? Well, I'm glad I can help out my niece. College is important, even if its paid for with quarters.

[lilianaffs]

Think before you start complimenting random girls by calling them persistent next time. Then I guess that’s a risk I’m going to have to take. But honestly? I don’t think you’re gonna lie.

[okvincent]

I didn't know that persistent could be a complimentary adjective, but now I know better. Oh, really? And why is that?