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ANNOUNCEMENT 002

[Wherever you are, whatever you're doing, you will hear the loud screeching of a microphone through the speakers before it dies down. Not long after, a familiar husky voice blares through said speakers.

Although her tone is somewhat pleasant, she manages to keep her authoritative tone as well.]

Good afternoon. [There's a brief pause.] You've all been quite busy, haven't you? It's, hm...interesting to watch, to say the least. But do keep the property damage to a minimum, will you? It's awfully rude to smash people's property on arrival, don't you think?

[Despite that warning, she manages a soft (if a bit ominous) chuckle.]

That being said, I hope you're all well rested. A good rest means a good grade, after all~.

[There's another burst of feedback before the announcement comes to an end.]

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[The only time Vulpes has been in a school is to raid its bombed out ruins for supplies. Children don't attend schools anymore in the 2200s.]

[When Miguel grabs his arm Vulpes' other hand twitches, as if reaching for a weapon that's not there. Hn... if only he had his ripper, this encounter would have been over hours ago.]

You're about as frightening as a mole rat, I hope you realize.

[While fighting right now isn't really an option, giving in and answering this individual's questions really isn't either. He has to have some self-respect, doesn't he? Even if he agreed to help, Vulpes doesn't know much either way.]

Act out against me again in violence and I promise that you will sorely regret it.

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[Frowning, Miguel takes a moment to stare the other man down. After a moment of consideration, he lets Vulpes go with a small shove.] 'Feh.... Fine.

It's not as though I could trust any information coming from a man with a dead animal on his head anyway.

[At the threat, however, Miguel smirks.] Oh yeah? You shouldn't make promises you can't keep, pendejo. You owe me a drink, by the way.

But go ahead and run along now... I'll always have time to 'collect' later. Think real hard about how you'll word that apology. Perhaps then I wont need to teach you any more lessons in the future.

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[He folds his arms once Miguel lets go, satisfied that Miguel realizes that violence is not the proper path to take here against him.] Good choice.

[At that return threat, Vulpes levels the profligate with his most unimpressed stare yet.]

I don't expect I'll need to concern myself with any of that. You'll likely drink yourself dead before I come across you again.

[The stare remains as he waits for Miguel to leave. Someone of his own importance is not dismissed; he dismisses others. He also holds his ground as further evidence to the other man that he isn't afraid of him in the least.]

You'd enjoy that too much for me to let that happen. At least now you can't say that I didn't warn you.

[Miguel stares back at the other man; still waiting for him to take his leave.]

.....

.........

[Brow-raise.] Well? I'm sure you have a long day of shopping for more dresses ahead of you; don't let me keep you from your busy schedule.

I tremble as I wait for the next time you'll stumble into me drunkenly.

[Vulpes continues to stand there with his arms folded, showing no signs that he's about to leave.]

If you are so eager to be rid of my presence, then I see nothing stopping you from leaving.

[Beyond his issues of pride, Vulpes isn't about to turn his back on someone whom he fought with earlier. Especially not with those additional threats.]

[Miguel exhales through his nose.] I was perfectly content resting in this hallway before you came along seeking attention. Why would I leave now?

Or perhaps this is merely an excuse to remain in my presence, eh? Are you that entranced by my dark looks and natural charm...?

[Hnn. Of course, the degenerate has to be stubborn about this. In truth, Vulpes would like to leave and visit the medic about his head. But he'll be damned if he gives Miguel the satisfaction of leaving first. What would that say about him?]

I've met ghouls who are more charming than you are, but I suppose that is a low standard to meet.

[Miguel sighs; rubbing at the back of his neck with a sigh.]

You make the mistake of sleeping with someone once and suddenly they want to spend the day with you...

Spending some time in my arms simply wasn't enough, eh? [The truth is, despite his joking, Miguel would prefer for this not to linger on for much longer as well. Who knows how many people saw them laying with each other in that awkward position? Such things aren't really good for his reputation. But he's certainly not going to be the one to move.]

I hate to break it to you- but you're not my type.

[That comment makes him twitch; a small break from his carefully neutral mask.]

I didn't sleep with you.

[While Vulpes wouldn't normally be concerned with what people think about his private activities, how they were passed out... wasn't at all private. If people thought he was sleeping with drunk profligates, that would deal a damaging blow to his reputation.]

I know your type- the mongrels who share the gutters with you.

[That small twitch of annoyance was all the reason Miguel needed to continue inappropriately pestering the man. He smirks.]

I believe you did. We were both with each other as we slept after all. Although, if such things had been your intention all along, I don't think you needed to go as far as to choke me into unconsciousness for it.

Why not just come out with your infatuation for me, eh? [Grinning, he opens up his arms.] Come on- let's hug it out like men. I know how much you long for this dirty mongrel's touch.

[He twitches again, very much wishing he had a weapon on him. His feelings on the matter are no longer very well hidden.]

Trust me, profligate, if I had used you, you would be well aware of the fact.

[He wouldn't be walking straight again, but that time for different reasons.]

[Vulpes stands his ground when Miguel opens his arms, keeping his own firmly crossed. No, he can't let this man provoke him... he has to keep his cool.]

I strongly suggest you take this opportunity to leave.

[A snort.] ...Oh yeah?

You say that as if you have experience in "using" men. Have I pegged you correctly after all..?

Go on; tell me more about how you'd use me.

[Sleeping with men isn't uncommon in the Legion... the way their society is setup, that comes as a surprise to almost no one.]

[He ignores the question, but kindly decides to comply with the command.]

Well. First, I'd beat you senseless. Then I'd take that broken bottle of yours...

I think you understand where I'm going with this?

[....Uh. Hm. He hadn't actually wanted an answer to that question.]

[Being someone who was raised under the scrutinizing eye of strict Catholic parents, Miguel would rather push aside any and all of those kinds of thoughts. Besides, such talk would not do him- or his reputation- any favors on the streets he was so fond of belonging to anyway. Miguel does enough to make his family ashamed of any connection to him in other areas of his life anyway. It's almost funny; they wanted him to wear black like clergymen, once... but how can a man wear black when his blood is red..?]

[Anyway.]

[Miguel is beginning to suspect that there may be something a bit off about this fox-head-wearing-man-in-ancient-Roman-clothes. It's not that he believed or feared the man's threat so much as how easily those words even came to mind that was slightly brow-raising. Still, he tried not to let any particular reaction show on his face.]

But I'm the filthy degenerate, eh?

Edited 2013-07-05 00:05 (UTC)

[Having grown up in the Legion, Vulpes has had most of his life to develop an extraordinarily hypocritical attitude about how his actions are just while the Dissolute's are not. He has absolutely no moral dilemma about calling someone a degenerate for drinking or taking chems, but his own deplorable behavior is in the name of Caesar and "civilization." Therefore, it can't be bad.]

Indeed you are.

[It isn't a threat he would actually go through with, no. That isn't his style. Vulpes prefers purer forms of punishment, namely decapitation, dismemberment, burning or (his favorite) crucifixion.]

...Heh. I see what kind of man you are now.

[A smirk.] Annoying. People like you are the worst of any kind. Always militantly self-righteous as you sit on your high horse... And at the same time too cowardly, blind, or stupid to give yourself a good look in the reflection of that glass house you live in.

[Vulpes actually appears amused by Miguel's comments. He's heard the Legion called hypocrites many times, and annoying is the least of the insults thrown his way. He can't even give the man credit for originality.]

What a blow you've dealt to my feelings. Fortunately, I suspect I'll make a full recovery in time.

[Annoying asshole.]

[Miguel smiles.] Oh? Lo siento; that was certainly not my intention.

I'm still open for that hug if you need a pick-me-up. [Stepping forward.] Come on; no need to be shy given our previous 'connection', after all. [Miguel suddenly goes to grab the other man in his arms now.]

It might be difficult for me to forgive-

[He's too late to realize that Miguel actually intends to hug him... it had just been a poor joke before, hadn't it been? Having simply remained in place, Vulpes now finds himself crushed up against that strong body, powerful arms holding him in place. The legionary is none too pleased with this development.]

I did not need to be so intimately acquainted with your stench a second time, profligate.

~~[You feel that, Vulpes? THAT'S WHAT A MAN FEELS LIKE. You are now coddled between the manliest of bulging fuzzy pectorals.]~~

There there... [/SQUEEZING as he lightly pats the smaller man's back.] Feel better?

Now- [Suddenly he lifts the other man up off of the floor.] Let's go for a bit of a walk.

[~~He didn't ask for this!~~]

[Vulpes grimaces as he's squeezed, the ache in his head suddenly hitting him hard again. How did this happen? He'd simply been wandering the halls as usual one minute, and now he's pressed up against another man's bare chest. This is not what he was expecting when he left his room hours earlier.]

[Still, being hugged is one thing... being carried off is another. At that point Vulpes gives a good-faithed effort to escape the larger man's hold. To be seen in this position would certainly be humiliating.]

This will not end well for you! I won't warn you again!

[But even he realizes those threats are rather hollow right now, unfortunately.]

[An annoyed grunt as he adjusts his grip.] Stop squirming or I may have to get a little rough.

[Miguel turns and walks down the hall in a random direction.] This wouldn't have been necessary if you would have just walked away, pendejo. Or did you want to spend the rest of your day staring into my eyes?

[That does little to stop said squirming. Legionaries do not simply give into the will of another, even if the odds are not in their favor.]

What will you do? Insult me again?

[The longer this goes on, the greater the chance that someone like that ex-NCR scum could see. That would be a tragedy indeed.]

I fail to see how carrying me around with you solves the problem of me not walking away.

[Typical profligate logic. It's only a matter of time before the man realizes he's made a poor decision.]

[He wrestles with his grip as the other man continues to squirm.] Among other things.

You wouldn't leave, and I wasn't about to be dismissed by you either. So I'm putting you somewhere where you'll be much less of an annoyance to me.

[He walks on for only another few moments before stopping at a random door in the hallway and kicking it open; promptly tossing the other man down out of his arms as he enters.] There.

This will do. Now be a good boy and don't follow me back, comprende?

[Miguel turns to leave; opening the door only to discover... that an invisible wall is blocking his path.]

What the hell???

[And so the saga continues...]

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