who: gemma & teddy ( @yesteddymartinez )
when: february 11th
Teo stared at the girl, confusion not lifting. The more she talked the more confused he felt. He continued eating the chocolates while she insinuated he was the nuts one. “Right....” he said, eyebrow wrinkled at her. “Have we...” he paused, picking up the champagne and sticking it in his backpack- he felt like he deserved it after this weird performance. “Do we even know each other like that?” He decided he was better off just boldly asking. Worst case scenario is he offended some chick by forgetting her. He could live with that. “Most guys don’t have a smokin hot bombshell like I do.” He reminded the other.
Gemma couldn’t help it - her nose wrinkled up at the term ‘smoking hot bombshell’ - clearly, the evil part of this attempt blackmail was becoming more and more obvious. One, because they couldn’t make it easy, with public humiliation in front of a single guy, and two - anyone who referred to his girlfriend as smoking hot didn’t really seem to be Gemma’s type. She sighed, shrugging up her shoulders, already regretting having set the champagne bottle down. If she had kept holding it, she could’ve made a break with it. “Sure. But do you really think that’s gonna work out?” Gemma asked lightly. “That’s it? End all, be all? I guess we’ll just have to wait and see,” she added, desperately trying to make it seem like this was all part of her plan.
who: gemma & teddy ( @yesteddymartinez )
when: february 11th
The sound of Gemma’s heels clicking down the hallway sounded ominous to her, though that may have been more of the task she had set out to do. She entered the cafeteria with a toss of her hair, a bundle of three dozen roses, a massive box of valentine’s chocolates, and a bottle of champagne in her arms. The entrance was dramatic, yes, but...well, that was Gemma’s entire thing. She was shaking slightly, but she held her chin high. Public humiliation she could do. She was a pageant queen after all. When her eyes settled on her target, she strolled over, the picture of confidence. No one would guess that she was being essentially blackmailed into doing this.
She reached Teddy, a smirk spreading across her lips as she dropped the flowers and chocolate in front of him, being more careful about setting down champagne. Worst come to worst he would bolt and she could drink that herself. Or maybe that was the best option. Gemma’s lips parted before she started to speak, trying to keep her voice from shaking as she went off on her crusade-driven speech.
“Teo. I can’t hide it anymore,” she said, widening her eyes earnestly, though the words had no real meaning to them. She couldn't even really remember much about Teddy from when she had left Luxor previously. “I came back to Luxor for you. I want to be with you. I’m the girl for you, Teo Martinez. I know you have a girlfriend, but....one day, you’re going to realize it, especially now that I’m back,” Gemma said, before falling silent, her eyes still on the boy’s in front of her as she waited for someone - anyone, please - to break the silence left in her wake.
Teddy looked up as he heard clomping heels approaching him. He spotted the person with an abundance of Valentine’s Day type things in their hands. He made a vague comment about what lucky guy they were going to to one of his buddies before he realized this girl was actually walking up to him. He looked to his feet when he saw her dropping the chocolates and the flowers. He looked around puzzled, giving his fellow students the “what is this” face. He assumed it was a Valentine’s Day gram from ceci? He had no idea what to make of it. He heard as the champagne bottle slowly clanked onto the floor.
“Back?” He asked puzzled. What. Did he know this girl? All he could think of was his addiction days. Did he get blacked out on pills and sleep with this girl? “I’m sorry... what?” He laughed. He kept waiting for the haha just kidding! Look at your face teo!! to come but it wasn’t. He picked up the chocolates off the floor and popped a couple in his mouth. “Are you nuts?” He asked with a laugh... still not expecting this to be real.
Gemma’s eyes narrowed the slightest amount at his reaction, her head tipping to one side as he spoke. Granted, she had no hats in the ring here, with no real feelings for this kid, but still....he should be flattered, not questioning her sanity. If anything, now she was questioning his sanity for not being at least a little into it.
“Nuts?” she echoed, a toss of her blonde hair over her shoulder accompanying the word. “Not at all. Just....taking advantage of the holiday to tell...the truth,” Gemma said, only ever so slightly having to force out the lie about the truth. “If anything I think I should be asking you if you’re nuts. Most guys would love this.”
Teo stared at the girl, confusion not lifting. The more she talked the more confused he felt. He continued eating the chocolates while she insinuated he was the nuts one. “Right....” he said, eyebrow wrinkled at her. “Have we...” he paused, picking up the champagne and sticking it in his backpack- he felt like he deserved it after this weird performance. “Do we even know each other like that?” He decided he was better off just boldly asking. Worst case scenario is he offended some chick by forgetting her. He could live with that. “Most guys don’t have a smokin hot bombshell like I do.” He reminded the other.
Don't play with your food. It was a phrase Lev was accustomed to hearing from an early age, his mother tossing him a look that told him he better get his shit together and eat. Some things never change, but instead evolve. Tonight, his mother's own words would echo through his mind as he follows his mark. One Harrison Bennett. He looks like a pencil pusher. Lanky, older, self-important with different lumpy sweater for each day of the fucking week - a proper fucking boomer. Lev knows little of him, and he doesn't fucking care to. His marching orders are clear, and he'd have fun while he was at it.
Lev had made a name for himself when he gave one Oliver Faust the very best treatment. It had been his crowning glory, and he'd put his all into terrorizing and torturing the Faust leader. Still, he has much to prove, and he would make damn sure the Faust family didn't forget his name.
Whistling, he displays a showman’s smile as Harrison glances over his shoulder for the fourth time in a block and half. Lev wants to be noticed. He wants the man to sweat and know that he is found out. A quick text is sent off to Eli, watching on as he dodges into Wolves. Sighing his frustration out heavily, Lev rolls his eyes, hanging back but keeping his ground. "Fucking puss," he mutters.
It would be a twelve minute wait before Mr. Bennett walks out, and Lev continues to follow him away from the well-lit space. A slight shake of his arm at his side, fingers curled in preparation, he catches the butt of the bowie waiting for it's moment within the confines of his sleeve. Lev counts the steps it takes to catch up to the oddly confident man - a sure red flag that is too late to consider - his hand grasps at the man's shoulder as his other arm comes around.
Surely, after a few tries, he'd definitely hit the liver or a lung.
[ Ω ]—— The wastelands caused by this senseless war are depressing to look at, let alone travel through as Shouichi has to be careful not to bump into anything with his rider machine, wrapped in his Agito clad. All his powers are inexplicably back, but figuring out how that happened is a question he’d like to seek the answer of when things calm down... if they ever will.
Having decided with Hikawa to separate for the time being so they could scan the area quicker, he looks into every corner and alley to search for injuried or lost innocents and hope they’re alive enough so he can bring them to safety. So far no one comes into view, which fills him with worry.
However, a silhouette appears into view within the dirt filled plaza that used to be one of his favourite shopping places. It’s standing, which means the person should be mostly fine. Upon a closer look, he notices the individual’s peculiar features, and with surprise, he concludes they must not be human. He shouldn’t be wary because there are non humans that are harmless among the citizens, but as he got attacked by invaders a few times already, not to mention the unpleasant encounter with someone wearing Hikawa’s G3-X armor, he cannot be too careful.
“Who’s there? Are you in need of help?” The Agito shouts, setting a foot on the ground for balance as he doesn’t get off his vehicle yet. If anything happens, he can speed through and knock the person over if they turn out to be an enemy.
