In the Library (open)

["Z.E.B."]

Broken, Bruised... Happy

Pain was a common friend. Pain, sweat, exhaustion... Familiar sons of bitches that enjoyed staying without so much as a call in advance. But it was just another reminder that he was alive... So in reality, was it really that bad? Ignoring the blatant contradictory evidence, the boy continued to laugh for a while, with even "Blond" joining in on it. Something that the boy didn't appear to notice, but in truth was internalizing this little aspect: "Blond" had some key, notable interests.

...Maybe he...

This thought was interrupted by "Blond's" declaration that the two of them revisit such exercises sometime in the near future. The boy smiled mischievously at the thought. He was down for that.

Of course, the whole "your face is bleeding rivers" thing was brought up, as the boy sort of just turned his head towards "Blond" (seeing as how he couldn't open up both of his eyes properly without getting blood in them). Shrugging, but still smiling, he slowly hunched forward, to build some forward momentum. He ended up falling backwards on his ass again. Apparently, the damage suffered cumulatively had finally, finally taken its toll. But for the boy, he only shook---painfully---as he laughed silently, his chest heaving up and down in subtle staccatos.

"I'rr sulvive," he dismissed, though he struggled, sitting there, with very little strength left in his body. At this point, it was hard to say what was keeping him down the most. However, as he continued to "look" at "Blond," he slowly began to tilt his head, letting the smile drop back a few notches...

"You ale stlong... Mistel...?"

Well, why not ask the man his name? It was a helluva meeting. Not a guarantee that this man would become one of those... "potentials," but he potentially could become a potential. Potentially.

The redundancy of the mind puns in his head made the smile grow back ten fold.

[Victor "Break" D'Armond]

Victor chuckled, gotta love the engrish! he winked as the kid said that he would survive. Victor hoped for that much at very least, he didn't want his new little buddy to just up and die on him. "The name is Victor" Victor said, sitting down next to the kid, hell if the kid couldn't get up, might as well join him on the ground. he held his hand out to shake and gave his usual heartfelt smile, his blue eyes both soft and inviting to friendship. "And you're not half bad yourself... what's yours?" Victor asked, meaning his name of course.

The rest of the library was looking around, and the librarian was clearly furious, but Victor could make up for that later, he wasn't too worried about it right now, more present on his mind was this new kid, and why was Cody attacking him in the first place? wierd...

something about broken furniture and a new friend made Victor feel pleasently complete with life, things where good.

["Z.E.B."]

On Transitions

The man who sat down with him (to which the boy took note of with great care and respect in noticing the meaning of such actions) was named Victor. How curiously appropriate, seeing as how their first meeting was a victory.

If it wasn't for the pain, the boy would've laughed harder at the thought. Instead, he just smiled, shaking his head in amusement.

"...My name... 'Zippel-Eyed BAMF'... But you carr me Z.E.B." he replied, completely unabashed.

Leaning backwards in amusement (and to give his own body a bit of a rest, one eye fluttered open, blinking out the blood. Their situation was still pretty damn dangerous...

"...Um. You herp me up, we get the herr out hele?" he replied smiling still, though a bit more nervously. The boy wasn't particularly in the mood to be stirring up even more ire in his general direction. Slowly, he'd raise himself up, trying to lean his forward momentum forward by raising up his arms. Slowly but painfully.

OOC: Sorry for the short post. Things will begin to happen after this post.

[Victor "Break" D'Armond]

Zipper-eyed-bamf? seriously? who named their kid... then again, he went by "Break" for a long time, and that clearly wasn't a god given name either.. maybe it was best to let this one go. Victor chuckled, getting up. His big thick arms reached out and his hand grasped Zeb's, with a quick jerk he would pull the kid up, smiling at him, and patting him on the back for good measure.

"So, you new here then Bamf?" Victor asked, decided he wanted to simply call the kid bamf on a whim, hopefully he wouldn't mind...

["Z.E.B."]

Introductions, Introducing

Taking note of Victor's strength as he pulled Z.E.B. up, the boy only realized, as he was pretty much pulled onto Victor, that he was actually much, much taller than the blond-haired fellow. He had barely even noticed this before... But it was the heat of battle, and the way that this guy presented his personality, his aura.

That was both frightening and intriguing at the same time. Z.E.B. smiled, returning the pat on the back as best as he could, though it was a bit weaker then his comrades, considering his condition.

---Why was he calling him "Bamf"?---Oh well. The Chinese kid smiled, taking it as a compliment.

"Yes. I vely new hele. I sulpised I could not take on giant by serf... I learize I having pool frexibirity..." he said, almost half-muttering to himself as he tried to get a good standing on his own two feet. However, he ended up leaning on the boy again---Heh. Hopefully Victor wouldn't mind too much, but considering he was still a little loopy...

"We get out of hele, out of riblaly. Tark mole outside, yes?"

[Victor "Break" D'Armond]

Victor smiled as the new kid leaned against him, Victor did love helping out new friends. "Yeah sure thing, bro" He said as "The Z.E.B" offered that they go outside. The kid was tall for an asian, that didn't bother Break though, no one intimidated him. he almost considered making a joke out of the whole 'hey you're pretty tall for a chink' thing, but he decided to keep his mouth shut... maybe if he knew the kid a little better. Victor didn't show it in his wide smile as they walked outside, but he was a bit on the miffed side. he was usually much better at reading people than this, he usually knew exactly which jokes where acceptable and which wheren't immediately after seeing someone... this was kind of lame.

Regardless though, he'd figure out this kid in time. as they got out of the library and into the open quad Victor remembered something. "so you aren't big on stretching then?" he asked, "cause if you are, I've been looking for a new work-out buddy" he offered, which was true, he was always looking for new people to work out with... he loved working out with people.

It was a bright day out, the summer sun welcome and warm, and Victor loved to soak it up, his grey american eagle t-shirt and his blue abercrombie jeans curved around his legs with little designer holes in them that could easily show that. he looked to his new friend. "so whaddya say?" he asked with his signature big smile.

["Z.E.B."]

Introduction To Flexibility

The words of Victor were kind, comforting. Power of Charisma... Z.E.B. could feel it very well, even if the two had just met. But for what Z.E.B. had experienced, feeling comfortable and safe wasn't always the same to actually being comfortable and safe. A situation where being ignorant would've actually helped a lot more. Still, the boy smiled.

...And that's when Victor's offer was brought up, as the two of them proceeded outside, Z.E.B. still more or less hobbling with Victor as a crutch. But since Z.E.B. was faced forward with his eyes mostly covered, he didn't catch wind of Victor's smile, 'til they were well into the quad, finally attempting to stand by himself. His legs quaked beneath him, but he managed to balance from side to side to finally face his blond schoolmate.

An endearing smile. Well featured... Yeah, by most girls, this guy would be quite the catch physically. Maybe, just maybe...

"I don't see why not. Sule, I'm a rot more lusty then I thought I was, anyways."

>_>

Rusty. Rusty.

Anyways.

Even if that did catch a strange look from Victor, the Chinese boy would smile right on back. The charisma was the real deal, the aura... quite prominent---an obvious sign of potential. And there were many benefits to have an ally like him-no, a comrade. The boy wouldn't pass up on this.

"Prace, time, rocation?" he'd say, extending his hand out wobbily, as his body would shake a bit.

[Victor "Break" D'Armond]

Victor watched as Z.E.B hobbled over to stand up on his own in the quad. Victor let him go, he wasn't one to hold people back from doing things on their own. The kid seemed to be giving him a once over, Victor didn't mind though, it seemed to be the trend of this school to simply have a need to judge everyone, and if there was any easy way to point that out just look at all the fighting that went on all the time. it was important to know your friends capabilities just as well as your enemies to completely understand how well they can help you in battle... or if need be how to fight the same person should they turn on you. but Victor was much more trusting than that, he didn't mind, in fact he enjoyed it, showed that Z.E.B was smart, and Victor loved smart people. he loved stupid people too, they where fun, but smart people where fulfilling.

he said he was lusty...

Victor smiled, but refused to laugh at the kids engrish...

okay thats a lie

Victor began to chuckle to himself, he shook his head, his eyes never left where he imagined Z.E.B's where, he couldn't tell with all the hair in front of his eyes. how could he laugh? he was plenty 'lusty' himself

Z.E.B offered his hand, with a question of a location to where to work out Victor assumed.

Victor reached out with a smile, grabbing the hand and shaking it "How about we start tommorow? no use putting anything off, procrastination only cheats yourself" Victor said with a grin and a little chuckle, everything he said could be a joke... "I'll meet you at the school Gym, its by the P.E building afterschool tomorow, sound good?" He would ask, a little gleam in his light blue eyes.

["Z.E.B."]

Foreshadowing Of Things To Come

Tommorow?

School gym?

The Chinese boy's brow raised up as he smiled curiously over at Victor. If only his hair and hat wasn't covering up the fact that his brow was being raised.

"Arlight then. I am rooking folwald to it... See you then, eh, Victol?" the Chinese boy tilt his head, as he began hobbling backwards, catching himself before falling backwards. But he didn't even look surprised at catching himself. Rather, he just continued smiling...

Looked like he really had suceeded in making an ally here.

Good.

...

...The day where the execution of Project Wall Flower was fast approaching.

He smiled as he walked off...~