strange alliance - xander

[Yony Helsha Katana]

August 13 - 1:45 PM

[atrb=border,0,true][atrb=style, width: 450px; height: 500px; background: url(http://i1081.photobucket.com/albums/j348/SimiXiamara/TSGO/SeizeTheDay/Skull2.jpg); border-radius: 30 30 30 30 px; padding: 10px;] . Just fear me, love me And I will be your slave Do as I say Yony was avoiding class. Teachers called it skipping, he called it vacation time. Even at work you could call in sick. He had to live here, he had to eat here, he had to go to classes here. He could take a little vacation day if he wanted to. Though the best place to take a vacation away from classes was outside, where there would be fewer people. It was cooler today than it had been, it was why his beloved Trillium was tucked into his pocket instead of wrapped around his hand. He moved through the gardens, eyes roaming around him, taking in the scenery. Something about being outside was much better than being inside. He felt trapped inside, he much preferred actually having air to breath, being inside the school at times reminded him of being in the basement with his father. Except no as nice. At least in the basement, there had been velvet-lined sofas, an obsidian ceiling, an ivory floor. Paintings on the wall. Of course... the floor was simply made of inlayed human skulls, their family had a dark past. The paintings were merely indications of forms of torture, of people writhing in agony. The police had been completely shocked at the extensiveness of the hidden room within the basement. It had helped to convict his father more thoroughly than even Yony had thought possible. However, now, there was always the looming threat that his father would escape and come after him. Not that he was afraid. No, he was not the scared 8 year old anymore, and he was not going to let that man control him anymore. He was lost in his thoughts as he walked, perhaps that was why he wasn't paying that much attention as he took a corner around some decorative bushes and collided with someone else. He staggered back slightly, reaching out to grab hold of one of the bushes to steady himself, shaking his head slightly as he snorted slightly, a slight burn in his nose from the collision. Well that was an interesting feeling. He let his attention turn then to the male he had run into and arched an eyebrow slightly. Well then, what the hell was this male doing out here? "You should watch where the hell you're going." He was lucky that Yony was in a relatively good mood. He'd shived people for offenses less heinous than that. Had Axel been with him, they probably could have had quite a lot of fun. Though maybe this puppy wanted to be adopted. He and his lovely Sally needed a new puppy after all. His lips curled upward into a smirk at the thought. What a surprise it could be for Sally if he came back to the room and Yony had a new puppy all collared and leashed up for him. Perhaps, perhaps. He'd have to see what kind of a disposition this puppy had first though. He slipped one hand into the pocket not currently holding a snake, fingers curling lightly around a pocket knife he always kept with him. words ;; 521 ;; tagged ;; xander ;; outfit ;; clicky template made by emrysdaelan of Caution 2.0! keep credit or angry badgers will nom your face off!

[Alexander Octavius Hartman]

As a general rule, Xander didn't make double appearances so quickly. After he showed up, usually everyone else was so on guard that it was just too hard for him- Alexander kept himself in check, Alex waiting to jump if he felt like his defenses were weakening. It was all quite annoying, really, but at least he'd put on quite a show yesterday. He'd ripped up their arms quite nicely, leaving a red mess on the bathroom tiles and striking panic in the both of them. He knew what he was doing, of course; he was the only one of them that wanted to cause the body harm, and he'd gained quite some practice to make up for the times when they deserved it and had done nothing. Somebody had to make up for all that lost time, so he did as much damage to their shared vessel as he possibly could.

Thus, the first thing he noticed upon waking was that his arms were itchy and bandaged, but secondarily that he was awake- they'd given the teen something to sleep, altering his senses, weakening his mental capability. And giving Xander the opportunity to jump into consciousness first, though a bit foggy himself. After all, medication affected them all, being a body alteration. He'd opted not to bother with classes, something he hadn't yet done of his own accord since their arrival anyway. He didn't see the point- it wasn't like he personally got punished, and they probably didn't even expect Alexander in class after yesterday's ordeal. Or maybe they did. He didn't really care about that one way or the other, however, tugging on a T-shirt and hoodie over the gauze on his arms. Xander chose a yellow pair of skinny-jeans and white low-tops to complete the outfit before sneaking out the front door.

It was a decent day, if a bit cold; Xander saw no reason not to spend it gallivanting out-of-doors. After all, with class in session, it was the easiest place to get away to unnoticed. He wouldn't have his fun ruined before it had a chance to start, after all. The teen spent a decent few hours exploring campus; he didn't always get time to be off on his own so to speak, and liked to at least know where he was. There was only so much he could glean from the experiences of the others. Eventually he ended up in the courtyards, rounding a corner to slam directly into Yony Katana. Staggering back, he held his chin, which seemed to have solidly connected with the other boy's nose, knocking his jaw slightly out of place for a moment.

"How about you watch it?" Xander scowled at the slightly smaller boy, rubbing his jaw. Inwardly, he was much less angry than he seemed- maybe he could get them into a fight. That would be just delightful, in his opinion; Very exciting, definitely a good way to pass the time. And this kid certainly looked a bit on the dangerous side- maybe he could make a lasting enemy for them.

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Notes;;First post with Xander, still getting used to him. :]
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[Yony Helsha Katana]

[atrb=border,0,true][atrb=style, width: 450px; height: 500px; background: url(http://i1081.photobucket.com/albums/j348/SimiXiamara/TSGO/SeizeTheDay/Skull2.jpg); border-radius: 30 30 30 30 px; padding: 10px;] . Just fear me, love me And I will be your slave Do as I say Yony narrowed his eyes slightly as he let his attention wander over the male in front of him. He had braces. An imperfection. He would never work out to be a decent puppy. He didn't tolerate imperfections. And punishing the boy for the same imperfection over and over again would get redundant, he was sure. No, this male would not make a good puppy at all. He didn't even dress like a good puppy. Those pants were absolutely atrocious. And the shirt? Dear god, how old was the boy? That was rather pathetic. He sneered unpleasantly at the boy. And the other male seemed to think that he was worthy enough to command him. Perhaps not a new puppy... but definitely a new project. "Because I, unlike you, am at the top of the food chain. You see, here at St. Helena's... I'm in charge. You? You're a nobody." He took a step closer to the other male before rapidly reaching up, grabbing hold of the male's hair on the back of his head and jerking him downward. Yony brought up his knee, connecting it to the male's face before he used the grip to shove the other male to the ground and he slowly moved to stand over him. "You're obviously new here... so that was just a little warning. You ever think to cross me again... and you will deeply regret it." He tilted his head then as if he thought of something. "Then again, maybe you are one of those suicidal students. I suppose if you're weak enough to desire your own death, then you may not regret crossing me... however... rest assured that I will not make your death quick and painless." He smirked slightly as he watched the other, crossing his arms over his chest. "Oh no. I'll take great pleasure in breaking you down until you are nothing of your former self." Of course, that could be fun. While the boy could never be his puppy... he could be a test subject. How far could the human body go before it snapped under pressure? What about the human psyche? Yes... definitely a new project. He needed an idea for his human anatomy class anyway. He smirked slightly as he thought about the teacher assigning them a research paper... oh how extensive he could get with his new study material. How better to learn the material then to study it up close and personal? Oh how very delightful. Yony found he rather liked the idea, so he sorely hoped that the foolish boy on the ground decided to test his patience once more. He stared at the youth, a gleam in his eye, silently daring him to try again. words ;; 488 ;; tagged ;; xander ;; outfit ;; clicky template made by emrysdaelan of Caution 2.0! keep credit or angry badgers will nom your face off!

[Alexander Octavius Hartman]

Before Xander had a moment to react, to fire off some snarky response, he was being grabbed. He felt Yony’s hand find the back of his head in one swift motion, and before he knew it was hearing the internal crack and seeing the painful flash that tended to result as one was knee’d in the face. Nose immediately beginning to spurt blood, he reached up to press the sleeve over his wrist to the source as he fell. He was thus unable to catch himself quickly enough, tumbling in a sprawled position upon his back. Making no effort to move, Xander simply listened to Yony threaten him further. His only apparent reaction through the process was a slight wince as he shifted the position of his hand, finding a new patch of sleeve for the blood to seep into.

”Oh, you are fun,” He grinned once Yony was finished, the words coming out with a slightly nasal twang. He wrenched himself up on his unoccupied hand, eyes flickering up to meet Yony’s, ”Let’s go a round or two, eh? See how much you can make me regret. I mean, I’m more homicidal than suicidal- but it’s all to the same end for me.” It didn’t matter so much to him if anybody knew he was a multiple; that was Alexander’s embarrassment, not his own. But he honestly didn’t suppose Yony cared one way or the other, being that he seemed more focused on making him hurt than on his history. Xander was fine with that, of course.

”It’s too bad somebody’s beat you to it, though; this body’s been through a lot. If you get too rough I probably won’t get to stick around for the whole event,” he was only being truthful, though he supposed it sounded more like he planned to run. Alexander’s psyche had long ago been shattered, broken by years of abuse and the weak will of a child who could not withstand it. He knew that even if he didn’t wish for it, Alex could over-ride his own senses and get in the way if the body’s chemical levels switched too drastically- like the unbridled rush of endorphins when pain got particularly intense. Alex would be conjured up like some magician’s trick by his brain’s switch in chemistry, regardless of any desire on his part.

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Notes;;Ahhhhhhhhhhhh Crappy wordcount, sorry.
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