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Post by ◊◊BLOODBEASTER◊◊ on Apr 19, 2016 1:46:39 GMT -8
 
Just Two Guys- "... ... ..."
Anselm and Demetri walked the streets a while, taking in the night airs.
   
Anselm-
"How does one put on 'dhe ringing?
I haff 'dhe boy to turn it off..." Demetri-
"Oh it's quite simple. See here?
You have to hold down the button
until it lights up, but quickly release
so that it doesn't go into reset again."
In demonstrating the use of the power button, Demetri turned
his own phone off - and then pocketed it without a thought.
Demetri-
Anselm- "Are you alright then?"
"Ah yes... 'dhanks. I'm um, I'm zorry
I don't answer my phone before. Demetri-
I don't know who it is..." "It's quite alright. It is as good as
forgotten. Unless you'd like to
talk about it?"
Anselm-
"I just... I like friends but I don't vant "Aww..."
zomeone to talk over me. It's scary."
Anselm-
"Hm, you are very nice to me. Demetri-
It's your job for it? Boys zaid "I am busy, but part of my job is
you are busy person..." still to keep the Circle running. You
are part of that now. And besides,
you are a man worthy of my grace."
 
Anselm-
"Oh, Demetri is graceful? Nice!
Vhat do you do for grace? Ballet? Demetri-
I vant to see it." "Do you now? Heh. Well, I meant
to be kind and helpful to those in
Anselm- your life - that kind of grace."
"Aw! I'm vorthy to be nice.
I like it. You haff fun vith me?"
Demetri-
"I hope so. Time may not be
very gracious itself..."
Anselm-
"Oh? It's a metaphor?" "Heh, yes."
Demetri-
Anselm- "And what a time..."
"I had fun, I didn't think before.
Maybe it's not so bad, more like
new friends instead of babies."
Demetri-
"I guess more my night than yours."
Anselm-
"Oh? It's hard to have
'dhe big meeting? Or just Demetri-
fighting vith bad boy? "Bad boy. What do you
know about him?"
"Hmm, he iss a terrorist,
assassinating progens. Demetri-
Right?" "That's right, he's quite a pest."
Demetri-
"And now he has a friend. I have no
idea how that weird little kid got the drop
on me today. Maybe there's something
to Gaston-Louis's Kohonisme."
Anselm-
"Oh? I don't understand.
You were attacked? Demetri-
At least it's good you are fine." "I suppose. Still, I think
I may be slipping, and badly."
Anselm-
"How do you mean? Demetri-
Don't feel bad." "It was daytime, and the little brat
that he ran off with shot me in the head..."
  
Anselm-
"Oh no! Vhere does he find you?
Are you sleeping?" Demetri-
"I found him. I was fighting him hand-to-hand
and I knew the brat was there, but to no avail."
 
Anselm-
"Aw, too bad. Bad boy
is just lucky. Next time Demetri-
I cann help, I'll bring you a gun." "We had guns. I don't know..."
Anselm-
"Oh... vell I'm sure it's hard to do.
Your progen doesn't die at least?" Demetri-
"Hoorah for that. No offense,
Anselm- but he's a real piece of work."
"...Am I a real vork?"
Demetri-
"To be perfectly honest, I don't know
you yet. But I'd like to. You're
definitely more appealing
Anselm- on a surface level."
"I like to haff a good zurface."
 
Anselm-
"Zo if not to protect your progen, Demetri-
Vhat is it? Honor? "Honor is right. And because
I know it's wrong, Vilhelm says this is our home. We'd finally
it's very bad destruction." reached a comfortable state - no
undue violence, peaceful nights,
then this. I won't have it."
Anselm-
"Vhy is bad boy bad, anyway?
For power? Just for terrorism?" Demetri-
"That and revenge. He was turned
by an old ally of the Circle, had bad
experiences with them. I don't care."
Anselm-
"Hm, I see..." He jingled his keys in his coat pocket for a moment.
Anselm-
"Zomething else is wrong for you?
I don't know you, but you seem... Demetri-
ah, I don't know what's 'verdrossen.' "It is mostly as I have said,
Unhappy?" but it's deeper than it sounds.
I really did like the life we had
here. Everything's going to change
again, for the worse. I can tell..."
Anselm-
"Vhat's it like before?
It's too bad about 'dhe progens Demetri-
who are dead. Are you good "Not the best, but familiar. Family.
friends?" And not just them. There are two youths
among his victims - Santiago and Jack."
Anselm-
"Ah, it's too bad... How terrible.
You're good friends vith babies?"
Demetri-
"Not exactly. I get on with some for a
time - Vitus, Ellen, Helen. But I am from
a grim age, and it can alienate. Nonetheless,
Anselm- I was trying to court Jack... Such is life."
"Ohh... zo very sorry. Uch, I feel
for fighting just because it's not right,
but it's a better reason now for it."
Anselm-
"Ve'll get bad boy, no question.
Vee haff many strong people now. Demetri-
He only hass a little baby friend. "I just worry that it isn't enough,
No one wants to be friends vith him." after the day... the day before...
he has some unknown edge."
Anselm-
"Oh? Vhat happens?
He gets a dumb lucky chance." Demetri-
"He escaped Dragomir alive. His
'team' took out Engelsdorff and myself.
He shouldn't have even been able to
get past Francesca on the first night."
Anselm-
"Huh, it's strange.
Does his family haff a power?" Demetri-
"I looked into it. Weather control?
Nothing spectacular."
 
Anselm-
"Bad boy might have a trick, but he doesn't
expect all of us. He only gets by surprise Demetri-
or on hiss own land. We find him outside, "You think so? It would be
boom! He's gone." much easier if our progenitors
would avail themselves. But
Döllinger was rather impressive.
Anselm-
"Definitely! Döllinger, Ausmiller...
Marcus is 'dhe oldest vampire I ever hear of,
he hates terrorists. It might not be 'dhe same Demetri-
vhen we win, but you haff new friends and it "Maybe so...
vill be quiet again." Well...."
Demetri-
"I suppose that lifts my spirits
Anselm- some.
I'm vatching 'dhe airport field,
but not too many people.
Maybe I see him, or I go zomewhere else.
I'll take guns, and shoot him. Don't vorry!"
Demetri-
"Maybe I won't. Say, we should
have a sit while we chat.
Shall we away?"
Anselm-
"Sure, my little Fledermaus."
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Post by ◊◊BLOODBEASTER◊◊ on Apr 20, 2016 13:46:56 GMT -8
Just Two Guys- "... ... ..."
Demetri and Anselm wended through the city by alleys and backstreets,
eventually settling in a dead grass park overlooking a utility road and a dirty
little beach. Demetri hoisted Anselm's bike and carried it into the park, so as
to throw off any pesty police driving by the parking lot.
They sat on a bench.
Demetri-
"It's strange how the city can be
so large and so small at once."
Anselm-
"Yeah, it's not got zo many places,
just big distance between. Demetri-
You haff been here a long time?" "Since it was smaller and less lofty.
this hill has been mostly leveled and
all its farms and manors replaced since I arrived.
The land lost a lot of value when a factory over there came with
pollution, and even after that closed, what remained stayed poor.
In this new debt-based economy though, our holdings here are
appreciating considerably."
Anselm-
"Mm, I don't understand it all
but it sounds sad." Demetri-
"I'm sorry. You'll get used to the turns
of the world when you are older."
Anselm-
"I like it here, people are nice.
Janice zays everyone is... ah... 'demure?'
Is it true? I kann't tell." Demetri-
"Ugh. I can't stand that. I'm Kallan."
Anselm-
"Isn't everyone in Kallas on a nude beach?"
  
Demetri-
"I know! Just because she comes
here during a little war she thinks
Anselm- we're all squares. It's wrong."
"Hahaha! Maybe vee haff
too many good times.
You sure Glenner isn't rubbing on you?" Demetri-
"Absolutely not."
Demetri-
Anselm- "Hell, I used to be a professional."
"Professional haffing a good time?"
"I was paid to be good at sex, I tell you."
Anselm-
"It's so good? Are you sure?
It's a long time ago, isn't it...?" Demetri-
"Not all of it. And what are
your credentials?"
 
Anselm-
"Hahaha, for me it's only a hobby.
Do you haff fun now? Demetri-
"Not really and that's the problem,
isn't it? What to do so that I can prove
I'm not too bloody Glennish..."
Demetri-
"I find it's best to play to a man's interests,
start things out with higher aesthetics.
Anselm- Set the scene, if you will."
"Ahh, ästhetisch. Mm-hmm."
Demetri-
"And then we get to appreciating
Anselm- each other. That's the point, right?"
"I appreciate lots of people!
Zometimes all at once if 'dhere's room." Demetri-
"Ahh, there you go. Heh, I haven't
Anselm- done that in ... more than ten years."
"Ach, Glenland needs us, clearly!
You'll party vith us next time, it's fun. Demetri-
Do you like boys mostly?" "Exclusively, but company is
fine if well-mannered. You?"
Anselm-
"Mm, I like boys 75 percent. Demetri-
Vhat's your kind of boy?" "Only the most beautiful. And you,
my fine-featured friend?"
Anselm-
"One who gives good compliments, Demetri-
and likes to kiss." "Hm..."
Demetri-
"It's a shame it's such a dismal setting."
Anselm-
"Tch, not a mattress under a bridge?
Vhat is your setting, my Ästhet?"
 
Demetri-
"A little more classy than that. Nothing
Anselm- less than a five star hole in the ground."
"Fancy. Hm, Demetri is
a busy man though..."
"This one is looking better by the minute..."
Anselm-
"Uf, too spiky. Hey don't touch Demetri-
my jacket or-- nevermind." "Really?"
He leaned in for a soft kiss. Demetri was done moping for now.
He held Anselm's face with one hand and returned the kisses.
Anselm suddenly leaned back. 
Anselm-
"Oh! I like you a lot! Demetri-
"I do aim to please."
" It's a Liebeskuss!" "Pardon?"
"Tierefreunden like you too!
'Dhey tell me only special "Now I'm truly
people for kissing." mystified..."
He took Demetri's hands, and closed his eyes.
Anselm-
'Rotkehlchen zays it...
Crow and dove, vhite und black
roses bloom and lightning crack. Demetri-
Ice bird doesn't make a peep " ...A poem from
before two sisters fall asleep." 'animal friends'?"
Anselm-
"I don't know vhat it means.
Janice says it's Doofereime. Demetri-
I guess it's Glennish for you. "Prophetic rhymes from
an affectionate kiss?"
It tells her last week her plant
is dying but too late vee figure
it when vee go here. Ups..." Demetri-
"I wonder if this can be of some
use? Sounds like efforts to change
the future are thwarted or futile."
Anselm-
"Yeah, it's just funny most times.
And it means you are zo cool!
Anselm's favorite people." Demetri-
"I like that. It's a good night."
Anselm put an arm around Demetri and kissed him again. Distant cars rattled past, few and far between. Anselm almost pushed his jacket off the bench, and on to a scuttling brown rat. He sat back, and nudged the fat creature away with the toe of his boot.
  
Anselm- Rat-
"Mm... Maybe it's a bit too Demetri- "shriek!"
dirty even for me." "It's a bad habit, rat.
She likes to chew leather."
Anselm-
"You know her? Oh...
Is 'dhat your...? How do I see her? Demetri-
No one sees mine..." "Dragomirs can
talk to animals. We've
never met. Now what
are you talking about?"
Anselm-
"Oh you know, my animal friends.
I don't see 'dhem zo much now. Demetri-
Now I know 'dhe rules by myself." "Still don't quite
get it, that's fine."
He leaned his head on Demy's shoulder. Anselm-
"Talking to animals, it's cool! Demetri-
You're a cool guy." "You're cool too. It's a great
relief to meet some people
Anselm- who are not uptight nerds."
"Yeah! Too many nerds.
Do you want to go zomewhere?
Maybe bookbinders is too dirty for you,
and babies are 'dhere."
Anselm- Demetri-
"--and I don't know how loud you are." "Hm..." He did some quick mental math.
Demetri-
"I need to get back to work in an hour,
but I recall seeing a strip mall with a soft
roof a few minutes away."
Anselm-
"Good to me! Mm, motorrad can hide."
He hopped up and buried the bike in an overgrown tangle of ivy, and emerged as a crowd of tiny birds.
Anselm- Demetri-
"Chip!" "Eek!"
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Post by ◊◊BLOODBEASTER◊◊ on Apr 23, 2016 17:08:59 GMT -8
Somewhere on the roof of a shopping center, Anselm buttoned his pants and searched for a missing boot. 
Anselm- Demetri-
"Hm, it's time now...?" "Afraid so. It's too dangerous now,
I really need to micromanage our
Anselm- security assets."
"Uch, mikromanagement?
It's bad to zound long as Grauer words.
I kann help you vith security?"
 
Demetri-
"Well, I hadn't thought of it.
Perhaps I can show you a bit."
 
Demetri-
"Retrieve your motorrad. I'll make
a few phone calls and meet you in
Anselm- the parking lot."
"Jaja, alright...!"
He gave Demetri an open-mouthed kiss before snatching up his remaining clothing and hopping off the roof. When Demetri was alone, he shook his head and made a sad smile, before getting into his calls... Peeps were blowing up his phone, missed calls, unread texts, panicked emails, war room debriefings... and morning just a couple hours away. He grumbled and flew down to the park.
Demetri-
"Somehow I turned off my phone earlier, this isn't going to work right now."
Anselm-
"Oh... Hm, it's okay. I need my crazy dirt anyway
and boys are missing me at home."
Demetri-
"Listen, I want you in on the planning for all of this.
We'll meet again soon, OK? Just answer your phone."
Anselm-
"Okay, I promise. If I don't, I fall on 'dhe next stairs."
He leaned the bike against the grubby old bench and gave Demy another smooch. He was into it.
Anselm-
"Too good. Okay, tschüss Liebling." Demetri-
"Ciao bello."
As Anselm rode away, Demetri took to the sky in human form, so he could take calls on the go...
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