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vincent grey ([info]kidmarvel) wrote in [info]nextxplayground,
@ 2009-04-19 19:25:00

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Entry tags:char: alexis keller, char: elijah worthington, loc: nyc, r: pg-13, stat: incomplete

(Who:) A. Keller & V. Grey (Possibly E. Worthington?)
(Where:) Vincent and Sean's Apartment
(When:) After 12am
(What:) Lex and Vince cower.
(Rating:) PG-13?

Vince cowered in his room. It. He was trying not to process the images that were now permanently burned on his brain. He took a deep breath, gripped the pillow, and then glanced at Lex. "We're trapped here, you know." What does one do in these sorts of situations? Usually, one would just say, "Whoa, buddy, keep it in your room!" But it's one thing when you find your roommate jerking off in the living room with porn. Another thing entirely when he was trying to have sex with himself. Not that that's what they were doing. He was doing.

God, living with a multiple man was confusing.

Did it count as masturbation since it was a duplicate? Incest?

Stop. Now. No more. There was no more need for this. This? Was thinking too hard and it would be bad. Bad for his brain and bad for life. God, why did today have to fail so hard? At least he wasn't alone, though. He frowned. Though, now he wondered if it was better or worse that he wasn't trapped alone. Because, despite his horror and fear, Vince was bored. And he was pretty sure his guest was, too.



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[info]akeller
2009-04-19 07:45 pm UTC (link)
"That we are." Lex was seated on his bed. The closed door was an adequate defense, and she was pretty happy she couldn't hear anything. The only problem was she had left the front door wide open. Luckily, the door she'd stumbled into when she had actually saw the pair was the one that lead to Vince's room. Otherwise, she might have accidentally ended up in Sean's. That would've been a rather awkward confrontation.

She didn't mean to stay there. Just see what was up and head back home. She was afraid to make a dash for the door at this time...and so she was here. Still. She'd wait it out an hour, maybe two to be safe. Maybe he passed out after he got off? A lot of guys did that. She didn't know much about Sean, just that he was a papz shark.

"I wish I'd smuggled some food in my purse or something on the way over. Or something to drink." After she'd managed to calm down, she'd pretty much managed to memorize the layout of his room. It was a really nice room. The bed mattress was very comfortable too. She as tempted to lay back, curl up, and sleep till morning. It'd definitely have to be safe by then. Seriously, unless they woke up to ten naked Sean's out in the living room.

That'd be so awkward.

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[info]kidmarvel
2009-04-19 08:07 pm UTC (link)
"I have alcohol and junk food," he replied and pointed to his closet. "Mini-fridge." Vince shrugged. He liked his food and sometimes going all the way downstairs was a chore on those lazy days. Besides. There were certain activities that required chocolate syrup when guests were over. But it was neither the time nor the place for said conversations.

Vince took a deep breath and slipped off the bed and grabbed a bag of chips and returned, tossing them at Lex. "There's mostly just alcohol in the fridge."

When Vince gained a roommate, he knew that there were certain things that needed to be had at his disposal to avoid any awkward hallway walking. Of course, he hadn't quite planned on walking in on what he had. Who did? If someone else had seen it coming, he wanted to know what was wrong with them? Or what kind of things they knew that he didn't. He just hoped that, after tonight, it wouldn't happen again. God, he wondered how awkward things would be when Sean realized that there were people in the house.

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[info]akeller
2009-04-19 08:13 pm UTC (link)
"My hero." She said catching the bag that was tossed to her. "Maybe you should bring some of that alcohol over. It'll give us something to do while we're stuck here." She paused for a moment. "In fact, let's have a drinking game. Drinking games are always fun." This entire situation would become completely silly or they'd forget what was happening outside.

Alcohol was great for that.

"What do you have locked away in here?" She got up off the bed, not waiting for him to tell her and headed over towards the closet. She'd managed to open the bag, munching away as she pulled the minifridge open. "Hmmm...this'll do." She wasn't sure what she pulled out, but she didn't really care. "Glasses?"

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[info]kidmarvel
2009-04-19 08:31 pm UTC (link)
"Wow, I haven't been involved in a drinking game in..." What? Five years? That was a long time. "I can't even remember." But Lex was right. They needed to do something to pass the time, and there was nothing that the art of gaming mixed with alcohol couldn't fix. It was part of the charm that created alcoholics each day.

Well, that and the piss-assed-drunkenness.

"Glasses? Who needs glasses?" Kevin wore a confused look. Alcohol swigs were the way go. But. He pointed on the bookshelf. "Shot glasses work?" Hm. He wondered if they could play the South Park Drinking Game. Though, that would probably get them way too fucked up too fast. "What game were you thinking?"

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[info]akeller
2009-04-20 12:48 am UTC (link)
"I actually haven't played a game in a while either. I'm used to going out a lot. Speaking of going out..." She said poking him with her foot. "Mr. Intergalactic Superstar's been flying under the radar lately. I should've brought one of your CDs over to sign or something. I'm a terrible fan." It was all starting to sink in the fact that she was in a room with one of her favorite musicians; lounging on his bed and making him fetch drinks and food for her. It was almost enough to make her giggle, but she didn't want to do that pre-alcohol, because then she'd seem overly giddy.

"Shot glasses will be fine." She answered when he asked. Lex was trying to think of a game they could play. She hadn't really gotten into one since she graduated from slumber parties. Yeah, she started drinking at a fairly young age, but she could heal up that liver or whatever. "Hrm, how about never have I ever." She probably had a huge unfair advantage on him on that one, but it'd still be hilarious. Sure there were like crazy rumors of what the star had and hadn't done. It'd be nice to see how much he'd admit to candidly, yes?

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[info]worthingtone
2009-04-20 02:01 am UTC (link)
Despite all the caution his rational side yelled at him to heed that instinct and not give into his curiosity, Elijah still ended up giving into that nagging itch. With the way the trapped duo had reacted to the happenings in the living room, the young heir just had to figure out what was so scandalous that it merited exile to Vincent's quarters. So after a not-so-subtle nudge from Paris and a slew of emails exchanged regarding how to get to the apartment; Elijah landed outside the building. Ignoring the looks his purple wings earned him as he walked right into the complex. While people warned of curiosity killing the cat, Elijah liked to believe otherwise about such cautionary tales. Plus. He had wings thank you very much! But boy, was the telepath going to be in a surprise once he walked in. Brow arched at the open door once he found the place and quickly text messaged the other two on his arrival. He expected to be met with a harmless sight despite Vincent's mistake of leaving the door wide-open. Didn't his mother teach him better than to leave the door open like that? This was New York, the crazies may see the door and just stroll right in! As Eli began to shut the door behind him and his attention drifted to movement on the couch. Well, let's just say the telepath forgot about the door. And nearly dropped his phone.

That... was something you didn't see everyday.

Not the act itself but... the people (Person? Persons?) involved. As the reality in front of him smacked him like a brick in the head, so did the split-second realization that he was standing in front of the front door and the happy couple were still in the room. So Eli did what any respectable human being would do.

He booked it into the nearest open room.

And quickly realized he ran into Sean's room. The telepath mouthed a curse to himself as he looked around the room for a spot to hide. The distinct sound of a moan echoed from the living room and Eli found himself trying not to panic in that moment. He'd gone from flat out being floored by what he just saw to being smacked with the distinct realization he just stepped further into the lion's den. Eli stepped closer to the bedroom door, mind reaching absently to search for where the other two were hiding. Instead the tendrils of his mind accidentally caught onto the couch couple and Eli's expression of horror said enough for everyone.

It was one thing to see that, but to hear the thoughts? Eli may need some bleach for his mind at this rate. Or have some ideas to pitch to Chris later on. With his sanctuary being a major risk, Eli darted across the hall and as far away from Sean's room as he could get. He rolled his steps as swiftly as he could- reducing the sound his steps made as he logically ran towards the nearest room. The door was shut but he figured anywhere else was better than Sean's room. After all, if he did that on the couch? Lord knew what dupe-boy did behind closed doors. And amazingly enough despite his free-spirit, the telepath was not in the mood to find out!

Bursting into the room revealed where Alexis and Vincent had ran off to, and oh look- booze! The seraph was bound to need a drink once this was over. Elijah flashed a surprised expression as he shut the door. The room silent thanks to the record scratch that was Eli. Did he crash another party? Geez, he was batting 0 for 2!. (Or did it count as three counting Sean's dupe?)

"Ok, you both were right," Eli conceded, "There's no words to describe that." Thank you Elijah for pointing out the obvious. Once he gathered his composure he flashed an apologetic smile to the pair. "I didn't mean to intrude, I just figured it was something minor. Not..." hand gesture towards the other room. Eli trying to shake off the thoughts stirring in his mind, sometimes his power had a downside. "You don't see that everyday." He quipped with a forced smile as the realization sank in.

"...Fuck, I'm stuck in here with you guys now, aren't I?" a sheepish smile offered as Eli eyed the window and figured he'd could fly out. "I really hope I didn't interrupt your drinking." Way to go Worthington, you just ruined the other couple's moment. now Eli why the cat was killed due to it's curiosity- it couldn't find an exit!

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[info]kidmarvel
2009-04-23 09:16 pm UTC (link)
"No words," Vincent agreed with a low nod. He was choosing not to talk about it at this point. If they pretended it wasn't happening, then it wasn't happening and everything would be fine. Right? "We're going to play a game," he said, after a moment. "Want to play?" He glanced at Lex for a moment. "Never have I ever, right?" Though, with their luck, they'd both be fucked over considering Mr. Reformed's past and all.

There was, luckily, a left over shot class for Eli. He hadn't played a drinking game in a while. Most of his drinking had been done on tour, and, thanks to Alexis' comments about bringing in his CD, he was starting to flash back to the good ole days. Though, secretly, he was glad Alexis hadn't brought anything with her. He would get awkward and wouldn't know what to say. But he had been in hibernation lately, managing to shy away from the gossip rags.

"Who should go first?"

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[info]akeller
2009-04-24 12:34 am UTC (link)
The wheels in Lex's head had been turning. Much like her genetic donors, she was very much a predator, and she wondered idly if Vince could pick that up. She could feel it, the shift in her demeanor the moment he held up the shot glasses. She just got settled comfortably on the bed, legs crossed before her.

He was about to say something, and she was about to shift when Eli came bursting into the room. She was trying not too look too startled or embarrassed. Instead, she shifted her seating so that her legs were folded off to the side. "We haven't started drinking yet." She followed Vince up. She patted the bed beside her, inviting both of the men to join her, considering there was more than enough room. It was a nice thing to fall back on if they had a little too much, wasn't it?

"I can go first. I can think of a ton of things I've never done." She looked at both of them with a lifted brow as if accusing them both of being very adventurous!

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[info]worthingtone
2009-04-24 06:30 pm UTC (link)
Elijah's former reputation would forever haunt him. Forever.

Oh well, he'd live with it. As the other two tried to challenge him to the drinking game, Elijah was met with the age-old debate. Did you escape the awkward situation that was Vince's apartment by flying out the nearest window? Or did you stay and get shit faced with two people you distantly knew of? Thank goodness it was a weekend or otherwise Elijah would have actually shown some level-headed reasoning just then. Oh well, Vince and Alexis seemed harmless. At least compared to what else laid out for him in the living room.

"I'm in." he responded as he took the glass that was offered to him and moved to sit at the bed's edge. This was bound to get interesting, especially when he could hear the mischevious buzzing in Alexis' mind as the girl plotted her way to get both men drunk. "I hope whatever you have is strong. I need something stiff after hearing what I heard." A tap to his temple and Elijah lamented about the downside to being able to hear people's thoughts. He figured he'd need a lot of booze in order to feel it's kick, what with his latent healing factor and all. It was one of those quirky things he got from his father. He didnt bruise easily, could heal quicker and could hold his liquor; but expose him to a traumatic experience and the seraph could retain the memory forever. It was enough to make him wish for Logan's healing factor and have his mind cover the couch run-in up with something nicer. Like bunnies. Or butterflies.

With Alexis volunteering herself to take the charge, Elijah watch the bottle of booze get passed around as the captives each served themselves their first shot. Elijah raising his glass in toast to the game and hoping that the Seans were one-minute men... man? People. "Ok Alexis, what have you never ever done?" He challenged as the other girl arched a brow at them. This ought to be interesting even if Eli had a feeling his past would be the bane of his existence during the game.

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[info]kidmarvel
2009-04-30 11:58 pm UTC (link)
While there were quite a few things that Vince had done, but he was sure that they'd be surprised that there were a number of things he hadn't done! Hopefully this would be fun and not at all awkward, but knowing his luck, it probably would be. It seemed to be the running theme for the night: Hello, My Name is Awkward.

Vince did his best to make himself a little more comfortable on the bed, toed off his shoes, and tried to push any and all thoughts of whatever was going down in the living room out of his mind. It would be the only way he could concentrate on the game at hand and not find himself in the closet in a fetal position. He was exaggerating, of course, but it made him wonder what he was going to do, or say, when he ran into him face-to-face.

He wondered if the awkward theme would extend to life.

"Go on," he said, finally, "floor's yours."

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