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Post by Phobia/Pierce Fobster on May 13, 2012 20:22:39 GMT -5
Pierce is yanked out of his chair. He doesn’t really have the mass to counter that. There is a distinctly exasperated look on his face and he gives Rook a dearly apologetic ‘one moment’ gesture. Seriously, how did he get stuck with such a brat? His life had been so peaceful before!
“Xavier,” he hisses as quietly as he can, trying to grab the red head’s wrist and stop him. “We are not leaving.”
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Post by Rampage/Xavier Goodkind on May 13, 2012 21:07:29 GMT -5
Xavier is angry. Explosively, aggressively angry and no, he does not want to sit down with Pierce's boss, who he now hates, and play nice and have dessert. He just wants to punch Rook in the face, toss Pierce over his shoulder, and storm out of the restaurant. He could do that, but it's not likely to go over well with... anyone. Or solve anything.
So all he can do for the moment is stand, body so tense he's trembling, and stare helplessly at Pierce. Pierce who is refusing to leave with him.
It's not fair. Everything is against him. Rook's against him. Pierce is against him. He just wants to be free, but everything is forcing him into a role he doesn't want and he can almost feel it entrapping him, like fist clenching around his heart. It makes him want to scream and reduce everything around with to burning rubble.
Instead his just clenches his hand tighter around Pierce's arm for a moment, sucking in a deep breath, then lets both the breath and his boyfriend's arm go.
"Fine," Xavier says, voice tight. "Fine. I keep a low profile. You say 'jump' I say 'how high'. Discuss it with Pierce, because I-" He gives Pierce a withering glare. "-Am leaving."
With that, he attempts to tug his wrist out of Pierce's grip and step away from the table.
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Post by Rook on May 17, 2012 14:32:37 GMT -5
Not staying for dessert at a restaurant this expensive would be criminal. They probably have, like, hand-spun cheesecake from Malaysia or something. Rook hasn't looked at the dessert menu yet, he's not sure.
The disguised Predacon sighs, but makes no move to stop Rampage from leaving. "Just let him go, Pierce. He needs to blow off some steam, I expect. All in all, I think that went well," he says, having another sip of wine. "I'll have what's left of his meal boxed so you can take it to him."
He's already coming up with a plan to bring the prodigal crab into line.
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Post by Phobia/Pierce Fobster on May 18, 2012 14:31:44 GMT -5
The guilt immediately settles like a ball of led in his chest at the look on Xavier’s face. Worse yet, he can feel what the other man is feeling and that does little to curb the growing weight. But this had to be done if Xavier were to be safe. If it had been anyone else, Pierce would have just let them walk out without a second thought- but this was Xavier.
He takes a moment to regain his posture staring after the other man's retreating back. He’ll have time to properly make it up to him later, but any weaknesses now in front of his superior?
“Apologies, sir,” he says softly, turning to face his superior and reseating himself, a slightly haggard look on his face. “He is... more difficult than I’d predicted he would be.”
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Post by Rampage/Xavier Goodkind on May 18, 2012 16:01:40 GMT -5
Xavier it going to just... walk home in his nice suit, because Pierce was his ride here. He'll try not to punch any civilians on his way. Maybe he'll stop buy a butcher on his way. Get a nice juice slab of meat to chop up since he's apparently not allowed to just chop up people anymore. Or at least get a watermelon from the supermarket. Watermelons splatter real good.
Stupid, stupid sexy Pierce. Betraying his boyfriend for his jerk boss. Xavier probably won't even be able to stay properly mad at him for long either.
Stupid, stupid Xavier.
OOC: Out of thread!
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Post by Rook on May 18, 2012 20:01:46 GMT -5
Rook just rolls his eyes and looks bored with the whole thing. "Really, as far as childish outbursts go, that one wasn't too bad. No-one died, hm?" he says, picking up the dessert menu and thumbing through it. "The pie actually looks quite good."
OOC: Move toward a wrap?
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Post by Phobia/Pierce Fobster on May 21, 2012 9:59:27 GMT -5
“Ah, yes sir.” Rook was right there. Childish outbursts and powerful Decepticon tended end up with a pile of dead bodies rather than sulky dramatic exit. He idly wonders what Xavier would have done if Pierce hadn’t been here.
He glances up at the mention of pie feeling slightly dubious. Xavier had only begun to introduce him to actual food and he’s never tried pie before. Truly, Pierce Fobster was a deprived man.
Nevertheless, he politely agrees, “Yes sir.”
OOC: Wrap!
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