Itzal Bidarte (itzal_bidarte) wrote in athinblackline, @ 2009-07-07 03:32:00 |
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Entry tags: | endless, nox |
Who: Nox OT Endless
When: July 7th, around 10PM that night.
Where: In the Green Block.
What: Itzal finds himself rather alone and contemplative so he decides to seek out a relatively new face he became fond of. He decides to share a little bit about himself for the first time with someone.
Warnings: Itzal sometimes, although rarely, curses. He does make not so subtle flirtations towards Skye.
Itzal decided that he was a tad bit lonely. The evening had quickly descended upon the island and the lockdown was already in effect. The shade did not want to go see the fights for once. He was tuckered out, even after the sparing match spent against Skye a few days ago. Speaking of the immortal, Nox actually wondered what he was up to. He had grown somewhat interested in the other since their fight together. If anything, he wanted to find out more about him. And to prove that he could get under his skin just as well as Endless got under his own. In fact, he actually cased the young man to blush well more than once, and that was a first for Itzal. Luckily, though, they both resided in the same block, allowing easier access to him. He would certainly get his playful, little revenge.
Nox rose from his bed, stretching out a little. His muscles still refused to extend too far, especially those of his abdomen and his arms. He had not been through such a thrashing and still been standing... or conscious for that matter. Laughing at the beat down that occurred, he slowly moved out of his cell and onward, down the hall to Skye's. As he continued down the hall, he continually reminded himself as to what got under his skin.
The shade could recall every word, every subtle move, every action that cause him to either panic or become frustrated beyond all belief. He had never been so aggravated by someone in his life. To begin with, Skye actually grabbed him. Not just once... not twice... but THREE times. Itzal refused to be grabbed or even touched unless he allowed it. Unfortunately, he did not have that choice, especially when the other man was definitely physically stronger than him. Next, the other had the nerve to whisper softly in his ear and send goosebumps down his spine. He never felt his skin crawl in such an annoying yet satisfying way. Even when Nox attempted to foil him by playing the same game that he implemented, it still backfired in his face. Skye held him for behind, even held him by the waist, and pinned him to the ground to try to get him to submit. This darkling hated to submit. Truthfully, he never really gave up... but he did run out of steam. Endless even reversed the few shameless words spoken by him. Was nothing sacred? Or not so sacred?
How easily he was foiled by the other. He withstood every solid blow that Itzal threw at him and then some. It was like the young man couldn't move fast enough to damage him enough to truly harm him. Although, once during the fight, he managed to break his arm and he, admittedly, felt guilty for it. Not for long because it was used to give him the bruises that he had. He lifted up his shirt to check on them. Yep, still all there and accounted for. Skye probably wasn't in any pain, whereas Nox was in a considerable amount. Thinking back on it, it was probably the best pain he's felt in a while. It was a satisfying pain in the sense that he tired himself out so much that he slept so soundly and felt okay to lose. That he literally gave it everything he physically had. He learned somethings from it, like not getting distracted by the other's looks or words, but he learned other things, too. "Like I thought, I could try to hate him... but at this rate, I doubt it's possible." The shade told himself, smiling softly. He even chuckled a little bit, but the laugh had caused his muscles to contract and extend with each intake and let go of air. The strain it put on him caused him to grip his sides and grunt.
The darkling was quickly approaching the immortal's cell. Honestly, he was a little excited to see him again. Not many mutants were in that night. Most had chosen to go watch the fights. He hoped that Skye had chosen to stay. Itzal rounded the corner to Endless's room to find the door open and no one there. Sighing in a momentary defeat, he perched himself on the other's bed to wait. He wasn't sure how long he would have to wait, but he would wait all the same.