All or Nothing

Spencer Cox, Vampire. Let's get this party started.

[alfiemarius]

“It’s still death. You are an abomination. A creature worse than a bastard.” He glared at the man and closed his eyes in an attempt to control his anger. The man spoke much like the Betas of his pack would speak to him and it made him want to tear his throat out. The man had no right. He stood, his eyes dark and his muscles clenching. “I want nothing to do with you.” He growled, his hand moving so it could smash into the man’s jaw.

“You have no power over me!”

[spencer-cox]

“Oh. Oh no, my feelings are hurt. What ever will I do?” He said, letting out a snort of laughter. Spencer’s head barely moved when the man’s fist connected with his jaw, and while pain radiated in the general area, and he was sure his jaw had broken, it healed pretty quickly. “Don’t I?” He asked with a smirk, “I have the power to make you angry. Which is apparently pretty powerful,” he mused, before bringing his own fist up in an attempt to uppercut the kid, leg sweeping out almost immediately after, so if he did miss he’d at least knock him down.

[alfiemarius]

“Yet you flounder in death and blood…” A low growl escaped him as the man took his book and tossed it. He looked up, his eyes dark. It was nearing the full moon and he hadn’t run in over a week. He was worked up.

“I am no pup.” He remarked. “Besides, I thought we smelled.”

[spencer-cox]

“Not all death in blood. I’m picky about my food.” Spencer smirked, eyes narrowing slightly as he kept his gaze on other man. “You’re a pup to me, pup.” He shrugged his shoulders idly. “You smell awful. Like an animal. But I’m bored and willing to make an exception. You should be honored.”

[alfiemarius]

Alfie nearly snorted at the vampire’s declaration, his eyes never leaving the book he was reading. “The same could be said for the leeches…” He clucked his tongue in his mouth, “No pride in themselves it appears.”

[spencer-cox]

“No pride for other species.” He corrected smoothly, idly staring at the wolf for a moment. “Besides, we aren’t dogs. We don’t need to be hosed.” He said smoothly, deciding to cause some trouble and quickly moving to snatch the book from the wolf, blatantly tossing it against the wall. “I’m bored of humans. Entertain me, pup.”

[spencer-cox]

“There really should be someone to hose you mutts off. You all stink... though I guess it isn’t entirely your fault.”

[  alfiemarius   ]

[dashof-phoenix]

"Gonna take a lot more than asking to get it," he muttered, crossing his arms. "I don’t even know you, why would you care?" He asked, not really caring for an answer. "Nothing from you."

[spencer-cox]

“What will it take, then?” He asked, an eyebrow rising on his forehead. “I don’t care, but isn’t the fact that I don’t know you a reason to tell me? You’re very defensive.”

[joshxharris-blog]

“Cause I want him to be. That’s why. Don’t tell me you think he’s a she.”

[spencer-cox]

[inzanexm]

I’m not pathetic fang boy.

[spencer-cox]

You call me fang boy like my fangs couldn’t literally rip out your throat.

[joshxharris-blog]

“Pluto should have always kept his status as planet. He’s my favorite. And - good use of an interesting question. Well done - A+.”

[spencer-cox]

“Why is Pluto a he?”

[inzanexm]

Wait, I will do something that is relevant when that will be? Well, I’ll leave that for you to think. At least I am making an attempt to escape with or without anyone else that wanted to tag along with me.

[spencer-cox]

You don’t make much sense. You were captured. You haven’t escaped. You’re pathetic on your own, I don’t need to muzzle you to know that’s obvious.

[inzanexm]

Hate to disappoint you fang boy but you won’t be the first person who tried to kill me and you won’t be the last. You are talking as if I have no fucking idea of what to do in situations like this? And here I thought you bloodsuckers was smart boy am I fooled.

[spencer-cox]

You are talking as if you’ve managed to escape... or do anything relevant, really.

[dashof-phoenix]

"What do you expect me to say?" He asked, his tone bitter. "And what if I don’t want to give you one, huh?"

[spencer-cox]

“The truth, what else?” Spencer tilted his head to the side. “What do you want?”

[joshxharris-blog]

“We could talk about contemporary politics. Or… why the Academy is such a bunch of jerks, or…what it’s like to have emotions, or…what’s our stances on the status of Pluto. There is so much to learn, Spence.”

[spencer-cox]

“What’s your stance on the status of Pluto?”

[dashof-phoenix]

"Well that was my answer," he grumbled, crossing his arms.

[spencer-cox]

“I want a better answer.”

[inzanexm]

I honestly could give two shits if anyone takes pity of me, I am not like others I am not going to have you take advantage of me for your own sick pleasure. If this is your way of trying to strip me of my dignity then you got to try a little harder fang boy.

[spencer-cox]

Oh, it has nothing to do with your dignity. If no one takes pity on you, your arms will eventually lose all circulation. You’d slowly die of thirst and starvation. You wouldn’t be able to use the bathroom properly. It’d be fun to slowly watch you die simply because you couldn’t listen.

[joshxharris-blog]

“Is that what you consider an interesting question? We might have found the problem, my friend.”

[spencer-cox]

“What’s an interesting question to you?”

[dashof-phoenix]

The boy almost answered truthfully, closing his mouth before he could slip. He glared and clenched his jaw, “I’d rather be where I was than here.”

[spencer-cox]

“That wasn’t the question.”

[dashof-phoenix]

"Yeah all I didn’t ask for this shit."

[spencer-cox]

“What would you be doing right now if you weren’t here? Sometimes important?”