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Post by Dare Blackwood-Hardt on Apr 19, 2009 22:59:03 GMT -5
Dare looked at the kid in utter disbelief. "I'm like a foot taller than you! Are you blind or just stupid?" If Jeremy hadn't been there, if he hadn't felt so protective over the boy, he'd have walked away by now. It was only the likelihood that Jeremy would get hurt by this little ass that he was staying.
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Post by Tristan Logan on Apr 19, 2009 23:07:32 GMT -5
"So, just because I am shorter than you, you think that I can't hit you. You may think you're tougher than me but you are worry. Huh, Jeremy just get out of the way okay." said Tristan as he looked at Dare. He didn't want to hurt Jeremy and he also started to feel bad about being mean to Jeremy. He didn't know what was the deal with Dare, who said just because he was taller than Tristan.
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Post by Jeremy Martin on Apr 19, 2009 23:13:22 GMT -5
Jeremy looked at Tristan, he knew that he couldn't talk Tristan over it. Jeremy knew that Tristan meant to fight Dare, and Jeremy just sighed walked away from Tristan and Dare but he only walked to where the knights in armor. Jeremy started to blame himself again. Then he looked at Dare. "Sorry Dare, about Tristan I guess he is right when I get near anyone they always get hurt."
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Post by Dare Blackwood-Hardt on Apr 19, 2009 23:19:13 GMT -5
Dare flicked a glance over at Jeremy. "This isn't your fault," he assured the boy, then looked back at Travis, or whatever his name was. "I didn't say I was tougher than you, but I can do basic figuring. Whatever you think you're gonna do to me, I'm still going to be smarter than you."
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Post by Tristan Logan on Apr 19, 2009 23:29:29 GMT -5
"What do you mean smarter than you? What is up with you saying that?" Tristan was getting very angry, he couldn't hold it anymore. "You know what I tired of hear you and that attitude of yours." said Tristan smiling as he threw a punch at Dare hoping that he hit him.
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Post by Dare Blackwood-Hardt on Apr 20, 2009 18:29:05 GMT -5
The punch only landed because Dare was too shocked to move for the second that the kid's fist shot up. It only clipped him, but it was enough to draw blood and a loud curse that echoed against the stones. This was the second time this had happened this year! Dare's eyes darkened dangerously, and as one hand tucked away his wand to apply pressure to the bridge of his nose, the other clenched into a tight fist and pulled back. He was too tightly wound to take any more bulls~ at this school.
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Post by Michael Blackwood-Hardt on Apr 20, 2009 18:29:12 GMT -5
Michael wouldn't even normally ignore a punch thrown when he saw it, but the fact that he recognized immediately that the taller figure of the three people was Dare he lost his cool just a little. His wand was out and he had stormed up to the kid before he had really had time to think. "What the hell do you think you're doing?" he demanded, glaring down at the shorter, younger kid. Normally, he would have tried to talk it over, normally he would never have even imagined attacking someone obviously so much younger than he was, but normally Dare wasn't involved.
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Post by Tristan Logan on Apr 20, 2009 18:42:17 GMT -5
Tristan looked at Dare and smiled, "See told you, I could hit your nose.". Tristan then looked at Michael "It is none of your business." said Tristan. He wondered who this guy was and what was with him. Tristan then looked at his hands, he saw Dare's blood on them. He got out a tissue and wiped his hands.
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Post by Jeremy Martin on Apr 20, 2009 18:58:49 GMT -5
Jeremy looked Dare and ran up to him. "Dare are you okay? Sorry about Tristan, he just got mad. Sorry I don't any spells but I have sorry tissues, to clean up your blood." said Jeremy as he looked a little sad, he like that his cousin hurt one of the people that helped him.
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Post by Dare Blackwood-Hardt on Apr 20, 2009 22:26:34 GMT -5
"No, I'm not okay," Dare snapped. Normally he was a pacifist, but since he'd stopped taking the potions, his self-control was next to nothing. He'd thought that he was better now, but there was no convincing his fist to lower or uncurl, despite the presence of an impressionable young boy. He didn't know at this point if he was protecting the boy or lashing out against everything on a cocky little jerk who definitely needed the lesson.
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Post by Michael Blackwood-Hardt on Apr 20, 2009 22:28:41 GMT -5
Michael's wand jabbed toward the kid's throat and he took a step forward. "Listen, kid," he said in a low voice, "I could do things the nurse in the hospital wing would never dream of seeing." Yes, he was being uncharacteristically threatening, but it was nothing he hadn't done before. It had been his survival at times. His eyes were hard as they met the younger boy's. No one messed with Dare, not if Michael had anything to do with it.
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Post by Jeremy Martin on Apr 21, 2009 11:11:46 GMT -5
Jeremy looked first at Dare, then Michael and Tristan. When he was done he turned to Dare and smiled a little. "Sorry about this again. Just please don't start a fight. This fight happened because of me so I am sorry and please don't fight." said Jeremy then he walked up to Michael and Tristan. He looked at Michael, "I sorry about this sir, this is my fault. Plus knowing Tristan he would just tell you to do your worst because he already has felt one of his eyes being ripped out. So in a way I want to stop this." said Jeremy looking at Michael sweetly but feeling bad that he told them about Tristan's eye.
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Post by Dare Blackwood-Hardt on Apr 21, 2009 21:00:45 GMT -5
"I didn't start a fight, and this isn't your fault!" Dare shouted. "Don't make excuses for him! People have been through a hell of a lot worse and turned out a hell of a lot better. And why the hell can't he talk for himself?" Michael's threats hadn't calmed him at all. He almost wished Michael would just do it and save him the guilt of punching someone a foot shorter than him in front of an abused little boy.
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Post by Michael Blackwood-Hardt on Apr 21, 2009 21:08:29 GMT -5
Michael barely even glanced over at the much younger boy before refocusing on the one at the end of his wand. "Yes, talk for yourself," he growled. "I'd like to know what my fiance did to earn a punch from some bratty kid." He didn't care if the two kids knew about him and Dare, they should know already, and if they were new, they would know soon enough anyway. If the older of the two boys thought that being with Dare made Michael less of a man, then it would just make it all the sweeter when Michael put the kid in his place.
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Post by Tristan Logan on Apr 21, 2009 22:20:30 GMT -5
"I don't have to answer you and Jeremy, stop it you're not helping. By the way I don't care about you liking the same gender. I am the same way but sometimes I like messing with the girls. Fine I guess I will answer why I punched him. To put it short, he pushed the wrong button." said Tristan.
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