me's all you need

                   ❝ dude, the costume? sweeeeet.

Billy hissed and jerked slightly as the alcohol started working, white bubbles forming along his wound. “You know I need time to do my magic. Gotta-” He pauses for a moment to take in a sharp breath as his brother adds more antiseptic to his wound. “Gotta focus. Kind of hard to focus when I’m trying not to die.” Billy looks down at the cut, which is still bleeding way too much.

"I don’t need a hospital. No way I can afford it. Could you just wrap it up?"

          ❝ --- look if this thing gets infected,                  i'm taking you to a hospital, deal?

               i'm not doing some freaky medical                procedure where you tell me to cut                off a chunk of your leg 'cus you're                too worried about the price.❞

        ( he finds some cotton pads and            crepe bandages and tries his           best to apply them as deftly as           possible, tying it together in a           loose knot which, evidently won't           hold so it gets matched up with           some masking tape in the process. ) 

"Close. I am of many stories— though most of them are exaggerated. And surprisingly enough, I’m not up to any mischief today. At least, none that you know of. Not that you should suspect me— I’m a Young Avenger. Er, former Young Avenger.”

            ❝ you're still... as you put it, 'of stories' so                 there's gotta be a reason to that. and                 dude i'm pretty sure that line has been                 used by every baddie ever plus, aren't                 you like the god of lying and escapism?

                (i'm pretty sure that's what you are.)

          “you’ve got one ready, don’t you?             come on then; better out than in.”

yo yo yiggidy yo, i know i've still got a TON of replies to do and stuff, but y'know what school is kickin' me up the ass all the way to the other end of the damn galaxy. -- though that's also probably my bad for signing up for three clubs and the student council. 

anyhow, i've got a ton of work that needs to be done, and not enough time to RP. i'll be on in a week or so when i'm a little more free but 'til then adiosa amigos. if you wanna hit me up some place else feel free to ask for my skype/twitter/main and i'll probably respond to you there.

and for the record i'm aware i haven't replied to some age old threads but like i said i'll get on that in a week.

      ❝no way. that was a one time thing. fool me once         if you think i’ll ever be stupid enough to feed into         that mammoth ego for one second longer ! your         christmas present, by the way, is me. 

                presented with a smile & a bow on top.❞

   she curtsies in an unashamed ironic fashion, gesturing    to the very real bow placed neatly among dark locks of    hair. the visual humor is apparently too much for her poor    suffering heart, a heavy coughing fit following a sudden    spurt of outrageous laughter. at her own joke, nonetheless.    had she been in almost anyone else’s company she may    have at least tried to nosedive into safer waters to spare her    reputation.

       ❝you’re gonna have to impress me a bit more than this         trainwreck of a date if you want me to consider it one.         like. ok, pretend i didn’t use the word ‘date’ there, which         takes away from the threat i was trying to convey. gonna         have to really work up a sweat trying to churn that recipe         and eat food off THIS ass. 

                …

                        oh, my god. i was just trying to combine the—                         you know what, just, don’t. don’t say anything.❞

   at least the streets were dead. it dawns on her halfway across    the road that some greasebag junctions may as well be closed.    a troubled pout slides in place of the smile she’d worn so proudly    and kate folds her arms, walking in front, walking backwards —    as if to show off her startling mediocre posture. 

         ❝not that i condone thievery —— but, honestly. what’s the          worst thing you’ve ever done, ya hoodlum? do you make a          habit of breaking and entering?❞

       ❝ oh yeah? that's my present? who's the             one with mammoth ego now huh, huh?            ---- only a smile and a bow? i'm down            for that. that's a good present. ❞

     ( he matches the lame attempt at hitting on         her with an unabashed lopsided grin, his         hands shoving themselves into his pockets        while his walk develops just marginally more        swagger to it. ) 

         ❝ god, the only person i know to laugh at their             own lame jokes is billy. billy. dorky, comic book             billy who has stars sewn into his spandex. your             cool points have hit the negative zones, beware             katie or you'll end up a massive loser. 

            then you'll just be too uncool for me to hang with. ❞

            ( he carefully avoids tripping over a stone by slowing               to a stop the minute the words leave her lips and                it's a blessing that his hair's shaggy enough to cover               the tips of his reddening ears -- goddammit kate               bishop. you and your accidentally suggestive words --               before the grin returns, teeth and all. )

          ❝ oh so THAT'S how i impress you huh? you city girls               don't waver.  

    ❝oh hardy-har-har, kaplan. really. you friggin’ outdid         yourself this time. i get it! i get it. it was because of the         thing  i  said  about  twins,  right? 'can't  live  with  'em,         should’ve  eaten  them  in the womb  when  i  had  the         chance’? fine. you got me or whatever. now poof the hell         out of my handsome visage and we’ll call it slightly even.❞

     ❝ wait-- seriously? that's the card you're gonna play?          call me out to be you? jeez lil' bro you'd think spending          several months with me would teach you to up your          a-game but what d'you know.

         you still have a world of          things you need to learn.          kind of lame, considering you          can manipulate matter... and -- okay           seriously.

▓░▌━━ ≼☆≽ ░▓▌

            ❝ like i’d EVER believe anything that came             outta your mouth. now… i’m gonna break             more than your heart. ❞ she snapped, fingers catching at his collar & lurching him toward her roughly.

    ❝ okay can i just say --         you never believe anything i say, like,         anyway? but hey you know--- ❞

             ( he lurches sharply and makes                a narrow escape, reappearing                in a flash behind her )

    ❝ since i didn't do this i could         help you find who did and         you could totally not hate         my guts or want to punch me.

▓░▌━━ ≼☆≽ ░▓▌

            ❝ you’re the only one STUPID             enough to pull something like this.              — come here, NOW. if i have to             CHASE you, it’ll only make it worse. ❞

         ❝ ouch right in my achy breaky heart,              harsh. if i really wanted to do it              i would've made it the colors of the              american flag, at least i'd get an A              for results!!