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Post by Cale Tucker on May 9, 2016 11:20:05 GMT
“Pfft, that’s true. Or we would’ve simply just stayed clear of this side of the wall.” Cale claimed, shrugging his shoulders lightly. “Ouch.” He chuckled lightly, having had similar thoughts about doing such, but that would just have him wind up with a headache and bleeding head. He didn’t think this place had a safe aid kit. That was highly possible to be true since Cale had searched this damn place many times. “Hopefully it’s the first…Guess I’ll take it that you’re not sorry.” He commented with a light grin, finding the male’s fake gasp humorous. Well now wasn’t he just comical. “Now I wouldn’t go as far as saying that. I’m not that much of a narcissist.” He remarked, thinking for a moment about that comment, then adding, “It’s fun talking to someone who has closely similar qualities.” He knew himself and the guy were very similar in attitude wise, but there were differences between them. “I pulled you away from that apathetic attitude of yours though.”
“Oh? So you’re the brother who got away with shit, leaving the others to suffer the consequences?” Cale teased, tilting his head back against the wall. “Parents probably thought the younger siblings caused the trouble, simply dismissing the idea of you being guilty?” he questioned in a curious tone, wondering if he was hammering the nail on the right idea of the guy’s life. “How did you happened to be better at avoiding them?” “Was thinking about the only person that could handle me. Just wondering how you’d even get close to how they were at handling me.” Cale snickered, finding it amusing that the guy had been expecting a smartass comment rather than silence from him.
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Post by Garrett Mayfair on May 9, 2016 18:26:26 GMT
(OOC: Soooo sorry for the wait Dx had work all day... and then my whole post got deleted the first time >_> )
"Nah, I'm hardly ever sorry," Garrett shot back a bit checckily. "I'm just an asshole like that, bu luckily you know how to handle that." Guess they where both able to amuse each other, which was... very appreciated right then. Even in this short amount off time, garrett was sure Cale would be a guy he wouldn't mind all that much had they met elsewhere. "Oh you're not? Phew, guess I dodged a bullet then," he teased quickly, and then going quiet again as Cale went on. At that, Garrett felt himself frown a bit. But not in offense of course, nor annoyance, but more of... surprsie? Yeah, that sounded right. "Well, why would I stay all 'appatetic' with someone I enjoy having a conversation with? Get over yourself," he chuckled back at that, though yet not denying what Cale ahd pointed out. It was true, in one way.
"Eh, I guess..." he shurgged. "WHile msot people seemed to be fooled by my calm and whatever kind of attitude, my parents weren't." That last aprt of his sentence ended up in a mumble, and it took a moment before Garrett continued talking again. His parents weren't exactly like the 'rest' around. "I'm smarter than most," he said back smugly, half joking. "And quiker." Well, THAT one was true though. Moving his head a bit, his cheek gnetly touching the wall, he hummed to himself as he litend to his 'neighbour' talk about his friend. "Obviously, I'm not better than this friend of yours at handling you. I mean, i don't exactly know you now do I?" he stated matter of factly, thoguh with a smile on his face. "But that's just part of the whole 'getting to know eachother' ain't it. So who knows, we might as well end up surprising both ourselves," he added wickedly.
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Post by Cale Tucker on May 10, 2016 0:36:05 GMT
“ I had a feeling that was going to be your answer,” Cale chuckled lightly at the male’s cheeky remark, nodding his head at the male’s next comment. “But of course.” Cale was an expert at being an asshole, so taking care of those like him were very much easy. Unless the person didn’t like him. Then well…Cale would just have to find another way to deal with them. And he wouldn’t care if they didn’t like the ways he used to handle them.
“Oh yeah, be so relieved. Why don’t ya,” he teased back, fake pouting a little bit in amusement as their conversation carried on more and more. This was definitely highly entertaining. Cale wouldn’t mind this guy being one of his customers or even a friend as well. As long as Cale got him out of that apathetic attitude, then Cale was happy. He tilted his head a little bit as the male started to go quiet, wondering if his earlier comments had scared the other male away for a second. But that feeling was diminished quickly as soon as Garrett returned with a chuckle and smart remark. “so you’re enjoying our conversation, hm?” he devilishly grinned, taking in delight at his chances to tease the other male. “I wanted to take that credit though…” he grumbled, smiling all the while though. “Oh? Clever parents.” Though he raised his eyebrows at the male’s mumble, wondering what was all that about. But he didn’t get the chance to ask as Garrett caught his attention with a few smug comments. “Smarter and quicker? Want to fill me on more about that?”
“No, I guess you don’t. But perhaps you could while we’re here…or when we get out.” Gotta be hopeful at times. Nothing wrong with being bit optimistic. Cale snickered lightly, nodding his head in agreement. “You’re right about that. Well since we’re going on about getting to know each other, let’s try to do so more? Well we both know that I’m basically the traveling manwhore, but your occupation has yet to be revealed. Unless you don’t have one of course.”
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Post by Garrett Mayfair on May 10, 2016 4:32:34 GMT
Garrett snorted to himself as Cale just simple agreed with him. Well, they where both assholes with attitude afterall, so of course Cale wouldn't mind Garrett's ways of being. At least, that's what it sounded like so far. Good, in that way, he wouldn't have to sugracoat anything either. "What, I am! If there's something i can't stand it's the spoiled brats or narcissist ones," Garrett went on to tease the other, though it was true though. Spoiled people he really didn't like, and he never botherd to hide that little fact either whenever he encoutners them. "Ok well, maybe the narcissist ain't that bad, but they're amusing as heck half the time though," he added, and if they would've been ain the same room right then, Garrett would've gone as far as to give the guy a wink at that. He rolled his eyes a bit as he heard the sheer delight in Cale's voice, the small smile still there on his face. He ahd surely been smiling the while time now non stop during this little conversation of theirs. "Perhpas there's chacne for that~" Another small laugh bubbled out from him the next moment. "It littearly means I was smarter and quicker. How else am I suppose to elaborate than that? it's quit simple ya know," he said cheeckily. He could go on a long list as to why that was (when in all truth he wa ssjut a bit mroe smug than his brothers, and perhaps more lucky) but there wa sno need for that. Cale would surely just found him more obnoxious if he did. He didn't bother saying anything about the comment of his parents this time. 'Yeah,' he jsut thoguth to himself dryly. 'Clever...' The small smile from before soon enough find it's way back though at his company's optimism. "THe moment that happens, I'm gonna withdraw back to my cabin and stay the fuck away from people," he stated matter of factly. "Guess I could invite you over for coffe, but i take no responsability for whatever that might happen," he said smugly, before quirking an eyeborw. "Why wouldn't I have an occupation?" he snorted. He wasn't dumb, many people thoguht he didn't, or couldn't have a job thanks to his handicap, but... he figurd that wasn't it in Cale's case.
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Post by Cale Tucker on May 10, 2016 16:02:32 GMT
Cale whistled lightly in amusement at the male’s comeback about spoiled brats and such. “Damn, you would’ve hated me when I was little.” He chuckled lightly remembering back when he was scaring off nannies and getting practically what he wanted. Well almost everything. He wanted no more nannies, but his parents were shallow assholes so that didn’t happen. “They’re amusing? How so?” he asked in an amused curious tone, grinning lightly. He had a few of the traits of a narcissist. He definitely loved the attention that he got and craved it, and that he was definitely arrogant. Though he didn’t disregard other people’s feelings, well only when he didn’t like them, they annoyed him, or he just wasn’t in the mood. And he could handle criticism, since Cale didn’t really care what others thought of him as well.
“Perhaps? I bet your smiling right now.” Cale remarked with a grin, betting definitely that the guy was. Quickly another laugh had erupted from the other male, although what came next out of his mouth had made Cale wrinkle his nose a bit. Quite simple his ass. “I understand the smart part. Yet the quick part? Did ya meant that physically or mentally? Mentally quick in the mind or physically quick?” Cale huffed slightly, rolling his eyes playfully at the guy’s cheeky comment. “Or are you not much of a boaster?”
“Seriously?” Cale chuckled at the male’s statement, though not blaming him for saying such. They had been kidnapped by some damn asshole...or perhaps more than one asshole. He wasn’t sure yet since there were no signs of communication with their captors. Those thoughts were quickly shoved to the side at the comment that caught his attention quickly. “I’ll be glad to take all the responsibility for what might happen.” He remarked in a smug tone, smirking devilishly. “I said unless. Not that I presumed that you didn’t have one. And no, I don’t believe you being blind stops you from having a job if that’s what you’re thinking.” Cale claimed, staying silent for a moment before adding, “So what’s your job?”
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Post by Garrett Mayfair on May 10, 2016 18:38:10 GMT
"I probably would've, yeah," Garrett said flatly, not denying or hiding anyt there. Althoguh, he liked people alot more back then, being a much more positive person in general and such. He had always been a lazy and non-dramatic sort of guy who loved to tease and cause trouble, but, ever sicne that 'incident', he natrually became a bit more bitter with the world. Depressed or hatefull? No, far from it. That'd just be wasting all of hsi energy on nothing. But cynical? Defenetily. "How the acta nd talk as if the sun shines for them, THAT'S pretty amusing," Garrett answered the question simply. Well, for someone whose never liked beign arounrd lots of people, he sure has.... run into quite special ones, more than just a few times as well. another smug grin spread across his face. Yeah he was smiling right then alright, no shame there whatsoever in it. "Both," he answerd simply to the following question, leaving it at that. "Eh, it depends on my mood I guess," he ponderd out loud. "I can all from the devil himself to almost a saint....not."
"Yeah seriously," he snorted. "If it wasn't that obvious yet, I'm not exacly a people's person. I like having my own sapce, away from crowds. preferably out in the woods. Ah.... I miss my little cabin," he sighed in fake depression. He jsut smiled amused at what Cale said afterwards, already grown used to the other male's responses (and obvious flirting). As the wuestion about his occupation was repeated, Garrett took his short time before replying. "I work at a pet shop," he then stated flatly.
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Post by Cale Tucker on May 10, 2016 21:57:49 GMT
“Ouch, so blunt.” He faked gasped, not blaming the guy for not denying such. People always had certain kind of people who they had a distaste of. He chuckled lightly at the male’s answer, not really seeing the amusement of watching someone gloat. Unless he got to jab at them with insults and bad mouth comments. “I hope you just don’t listen to them. You do say something to them right?” he asked the male in a curious tone, tilting his head a bit up. When the male didn’t say anymore on the smiling remark, Cale had to definitely bet that the guy was. Who wouldn’t smile in this conversation, come on. Probably a lot of people, but since Garrett was going along and teasing him. Then it was safe to concur that he was smiling. “Both? Well aren’t you just special.” Cale snickered lightly, raising an eyebrow as the male commented on how he wasn’t exactly a people’s person. So the guy actually had a cabin too? Oh yes, Cale wouldn’t definitely have fun with that with the male. Hopefully it wasn’t only coffees though. “Well you are speaking to me, and I’m very much a people’s person. Although…the person has to interest me first.” He claimed. “Depends on your mood? Well I guess moods do really affect our actions and personality at times.” He then paused for a short moment, waiting for the male’s answer on the occupation question. Soon when the answer came out, his eyes grew a bit wide in surprise yet he grinned at this news in delight. “Animal person then huh? Well isn’t that a cute profession.” Cale remarked with a smile, pouting a bit since he didn’t know what the guy looked like, so he couldn’t picture him with an animal and such. That was a shame indeed. “Makes you actually sound adorable now. So now it’s your turn to ask something.”
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Post by Garrett Mayfair on May 10, 2016 23:17:04 GMT
"Most of the time I ignore their mere excitense," was his flat and quite honest reply. "Unless i'm in a more playfull mood, then i'd spit something out that either piss them off or make them cry... not my fault they make it so damn easy for me," he said offhandedly, as if it really wasn't his fault for being rude and blunt. Well, in his mind, they deserved it for being such self absored brats. "Oh why thank you," he smugly shots back at Cale's snickering, taking it as a compliment apparently. A soft hum followed shortly from him as his company went on speaking, stating somethign that Garrett had already pretty much figured out by himself. "So, we're very much alike, yet at the same time we're not. That's intressting," he chuckled. "Still think we'd get along if we where to end up alone?" Unsurprisngly, there was short pause between the two of the afetr Garrett revealed his occupation, and could only roll his eyes at being called 'cute' for it. He was not ashamed off his job, far from it. Like Cale jsut said, he is indeed an animal person, and taking care of them most part of hsi days is what Garrett was happy with. He had always had a soft spot for animals and natrue in general.... sure as hell sucked that he couldn't appreacite it with through vision anymore, now was it. "Wonder if you'd still see me as 'adorable' after you know me better," he snorted. "How you end up with you 'occupation'? I mean, aside from the obvious thing with you really liking sex. Or... is that really the only thing you're good at?" he couldn't helpt but joke.
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Post by Cale Tucker on May 11, 2016 2:43:30 GMT
Cale raised an eyebrow at the male’s flat reply, though agreeing with the remarks on pissing those people off and such. Now that’s what was similar to what he had in mind. “I understand the jabs at them, yet ignoring them? I couldn’t do it.” He’d go crazy with keeping his mouth shut and comments to himself about someone. Especially the ones who piss him off. The guy was kind of right. He wasn’t much a people’s person, but oh well. Cale got him in a conversation with him, so there was no lost hope for him. He grinned lightly, nodding his head in agreement. They were alike in many ways yet different in many ways as well. That was definitely interesting. Just strange at how they were getting along so easily. “Well technically we are alone, our roomies are sleeping. And we’re doing pretty good, don’t ya think?” he remarked with a light smug expression. “We might even get along even more if we were in the same room too.” He added in a teasing tone. The guy being blind wouldn’t be much of a problem, it would just put Cale more in charge, which he’d definitely like. “You bet I will. Grumpily adorable?” Cale cheekily teased, not caring how cheesy that had sounded. “I’d find it entertaining to deal with you and that apathetic of yours. Feeling triumph when I get ya to smile as well. Like I am doing right now.” He mused with a grin, setting his knees up lightly and resting his elbows on them. “How did I come into my occupation?” Cale asked, thinking to himself the reasons for doing such. One of the main reasons were definitely his interest in the pleasure and money in it. “Well I basically liked it. Pleasure and money. It was a good deal, and I really got interested in it in high school.” Cale scoffed lightly, rolling his eyes playfully at the male’s joking remark. “I did odd jobs here and there on the side…. I was a straight A student in school, but the idea of college was boring while traveling was ideal.” He answered, shrugging his shoulders lightly. “So how did a ‘not a people’s person’ get such high life friends? It has to get tough to deal with the crowds around them most likely.”
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Post by Garrett Mayfair on May 11, 2016 11:17:28 GMT
"Point taken, but there's still a wall between us," Garrett poined out. "So, chances still are we end up hating each other's guts, should we actully end up in the same room," he teased. Of course, IF that by some weird and rare chance might occur, that won't mean Garrett would jsut sit there and take it. Being blind doesn't automatically mean he's unable to stand up for himself. "But yeah, have to agree I guess. As of now, we're doing pretty good," he smiled right after he had said that. Cale sounded rather over confident there as he stated this, which didn't surprsie (or bother) Garrett that much. His neighbour was still certainy having the whole flirting in mind. He ahd to laugh at being called 'grumpily adoroable'. He ahd been called both of thsoe things before, but never in the same sentence. This guy sure to liked to call him things... "Well aren't you just a big ball of cheesiness," he cheeckily teased right back without missing a beat. "Glad I'm keeping you entertained then, but don't let this whole thing get over your head," he snorted, amused himself at thier whole conversation in general. This whole situation was just... weird, really. Casually tapping his fingers on the floor beside him, he litsend as Cale told him the 'story' of how he became a 'travelling prostitue', chuckling now and then at the guy's playfullness. "Living the high life, as I stated before already. That 'freedom' you obtainted sure sounds nice," Garrett commented with honesty. His smile faded slightly as he thought back on his two childhood friends, that worry from before now startign toc rawl back. Meg was dragged into this fucked mess for some reason, and he still had no idea what had happend to Jim. "Simple. I knew them way before they where famous," he stated. "And for some reason, both of them stuck around the blind asshole they still call friend."
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Post by Cale Tucker on May 11, 2016 13:44:14 GMT
‘Small chance really.” Cale claimed confidently with a grin, not worrying about that small chance of them hating each other if they were alone in the same room. Cale would probably be flirting with him, taking in delight at teasing at his attitude and such. Sure there might be a chance of Cale pissing him off, but he’d be too wrapped up with the swooning a challenge. Challenges were indeed fun. “See? Now you are agreeing.” He added in a teasing tone. “I am, aren’t I? Well I guess I’m not the only one with nicknames, hm?” How could he not be cheesy at times? It was too easy to pass up really. He pouted a bit at the male’s next comment, turning his head to glance back at the wall. “that’s no fun, why can’t I? I’m entertaining you as well, try to deny it.” The blonde male chuckled a bit as Garrett remarked to his little special life, seeing that the male seemed a bit genuine at the end. “It was nice. Living life as you please really have it’s perks.” Cale smiled to himself at the memories that gathered over the years traveling. “Oh? So I guess probably childhood friends then?” Just like him and Evelyn basically. Cale quirked an eyebrow at the male’s last comment, smirking a bit. “Oh? They stayed around the blinde asshole…who most likely didn’t push them away? His smile faded slightly as he thought back on his two childhood friends, that worry from before now startign toc rawl back. Meg was dragged into this fucked mess for some reason, and he still had no idea what had happend to Jim. "Simple. I knew them way before they where famous," he stated. "And for some reason, both of them stuck around the blind asshole they still call friend. If they stuck around you, then most likely you didn’t have any complaints."
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Post by Garrett Mayfair on May 12, 2016 12:59:55 GMT
Well wasn't this guy the confident type? Garrett thought amsued to himself. But then again, seeing as how their conversation was going with neither of them ending up offended (and just as easily the both of them just playfully played along with the other's jokes without porblem). So yeah, them getting along just as fine, or even better, if they ended up in the same room sounded pretty likely. But come one, where's the fun in plaing 'eays to get' right? "Nicknames are fun," Garrett pouted to himself, but stl of course in that playfull way of his. He rolled his eyes again as Cale dared him to deny of beign entertained. Yeah, yeah, the guy was funny, and Garrett wasn't annoyed at him at all so far... "Like I said, don't let it get to your head pretty boy," he chuckled. He only hummed as Cale stated how his famoues frineds where indeed 'childhoodfriends', beacuse how else would he had ever being accuianted with them? He sighed softly as eh thought back to them. "Well.... turns out they were jsut as stubborn as me," he shrugged. There was apoint in his life where tried to push everyone out, his family and friends included, and yet... Jim and Meg stuck around. Just gave him enough space to pull himself togheter and happily came back once he had managed to cool off and let them back in.
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Post by Cale Tucker on May 12, 2016 17:03:13 GMT
“Indeed they are.” Cale agreed, nodding his head in return. He snickered lightly as the male also called him pretty boy. It already got to his head, so that comment was late as ever. “Pretty boy? Haven’t heard that one in a while.” See? The other male was definitely a fan of nicknames as well then. “Oh? So there are similarities between you and your friends then.” Cale murmured lightly, glancing at the wall for a bit. “Good friends I’m guessing then?” he commented, already knowing the answer for that since they still stuck around the guy. The guy wasn’t as bad as he thought about himself, calling himself a loner and such. “Got any more questions for me?” he asked, referring back to their question game.
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Post by Garrett Mayfair on May 12, 2016 22:36:34 GMT
"Isn't that what you are though?" Garrett shot back wickedly. Hey, jsut beacuse he was blind didn't mean he was navie. For someoen wit the occupation Cale had (along with his over confidence), he could bet his money on that msot people found for sure found Cale pretty attractive. "You prefer I stucked with hotshot instead, perhaps~?" he teased. "Or maybe some other nickname... I'm sure i have enough time to make a list of different things to call you." That'd be one way to keep himself from getting to bored. "Yeah... too good for me," Garrett chuckled quietly, leaning his head back agasint the wall once more, his face now facing up towards the ceiling. "That, or they jsut enjoy getting on my nerves," he added with another short laugh. He hummed to himself as he ponderd on more question for the guy, smirking to himself once he thought of one. "What's your type?" he asked bluntly, no shame whatsoever in his tone.
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Post by Cale Tucker on May 13, 2016 0:53:07 GMT
“Well yeah. Blonde hair and amber eyes really brands me as that obvious nickname.” Though he wasn’t what people though pretty boys acted and such. Pretty yet no signs of strength nor wit, and appeared to be weak in other people’s standards. He didn’t take no shit, and basically stood up for himself verbal and nonverbal wise. He got the muscles to prove that. But he was definitely a looker, no doubt about that. “I don’t mind the hotshot one either. But really? Going to seriously give me a list of nicknames? I wonder how many you’d come up with,” Cale commented in a wicked tone, daring the other male to do such if he pleased. It would only amuse him even more. “Well aren’t you selling yourself a bit short there? I don’t think you should be thinking of yourself less, honestly.” No one should think lesser of themselves…well unless they were lower than low. But he didn’t really get that vibe from the other guy. “You probably amuse them with your reactions then if that’s the case,” he chuckled lightly. He blinked his eyes a bit at the type question, surprised that little question had popped up from Garrett. “Type? Well I can’t really much say I have a type…. I’m more in variety and such. Blondes, brunettes, gingers, males, females, etc.” He scratched slightly at his head a bit, going through a lot of the customers in his mind. There were tons of them that were different from each other. “I tend to stay away from the pure, shy ones…due to reasons. And away from dominant males, unless I can change them. I do like challenges at times.”
“Are you asking because you’re curious to know if you are my type? Definitely.” He smirked devilishly.
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