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Davian Rivera-Triádhos (antitestament) wrote in st_margarets,
@ 2017-10-29 18:18:00

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character: davian rivera, character: rafe farrowe, character: sasha park, location: class - history

Thread: He's Yanking Yer Chain
WHO: Sasha, Davian, and Mr. Farrowe
WHEN: October 30th
WHERE: History class

Davian was in a bad mood. It was stupid that they had to go to classes the day before Halloween. What was the point of it? Everyone was too excited to pay attention. Fuck. He sat in his desk, slouching forward, but not so far forward that Mr. Farrowe would think he was napping and call on him to answer a question. Davian had learned the happy balance between sitting up straight and laying on his desk that wouldn't get him negative attention from the vampire teacher. He'd already had his phone taken away when he was trying to sneakily sext up Ambriel.

Davian's black tail swayed lazily behind him, curling out from the backrest of his chair and dragging on the floor. The spade shaped tip occasionally wrapped itself around a chair leg, then loosened and went back to dragging. Eyes wandering the room in an effort to stay awake, Davian fixated on the bright head of hair sitting directly in front of him.

Something caught his attention and Davian had a perfectly devilish thought form in his mind. He grinned.

Living with a tail and having to hide it from unwanted human attention meant that Davian could usually spot when someone else was trying to hide non-human features. Ambriel was good with the glamours on his wings, but Davian could usually discern where they were positioned. Sasha was good, but Davian knew what to look for and spotted the tell tale tail when it moved and caught the light just enough to off-set the glamour.

Sasha wasn't Davian's favorite person in the world, but he didn't personally hate him. Not like Sasha thought all demons hated the halfsies, anyway. The annoying part was that Davian's status as an exile meant half-demons like Sasha outranked him on the demon hierarchy. Sasha had even tried to flex at Davian and Davian was having none of that. He had Sasha where he wanted him, really, knowing he was half-demon and that Sasha didn't want that information getting out. While he held that power, Davian didn't have to do shit Sasha said.

Which meant it was about time to remind the little fucker who was in charge here.

Davian glanced up at the front where Mr. Farrowe was going on about something Davian had little to no interest in. He waited until the teacher turned to write something on the board, and then made his move. Pulling another demon's tail was rude demonic behavior usually reserved for disciplining young imps. It was similar to boxing someone's ear, and it smarted. Davian would know.

It was quick, but it was merciless. Davian leaned forward and grabbed where he knew the tail to be. When his clawed fingers closed around it, he gave it a sharp yank and then sat back in his seat, assuming innocence.

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redensign
2017-11-22 11:54 pm UTC (link)

With both students in the hallway, Rafe stepped out to join them and closed the door behind him. His gaze flicked between the two of them, observing their posture and letting the quiet settle for a moment before he began talking, "Something happened in that classroom and I want to know what it was. I am not afraid to keep you out here for the rest of class and after school. No clubs, no fun, and no naps. So, who is going to start?"

His eyes landed on Davian when he said "naps" but now he stood with his arms folded and waiting for one of them to speak up about it. He was all but tapping his foot.

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antitestament
2017-11-27 02:59 am UTC (link)

Davian had his fingers laced together and planted on the crown of his head, avoiding the jagged edges of his chopped black horns. His eyes were half closed, assuming a bored and tired expression he wore when he was trying to act like nothing in the world bothered him.

No naps, though? The Sloth demon's eyes widened a bit with worry. Mr. Farrowe couldn't stop him from having naps, could he? He couldn't. Davian could fall asleep almost on command, anywhere, any time, and in any kind of situation. The fires of Hell couldn't keep him awake. Mmm, fire. That sounded nice and warm just then.

"Look, Teach." Davian sighed and brought his hands down to fold his arms and slouch with one shoulder against the wall, Sasha between himself and the vampire. "Little halfsie here has had it out for me ever since he found out who I was. He'd do anything to get one over me. Makes up shit all the time in detention that I did, like setting his ass on fire. Shit like that. Kid thinks he outranks me in the demon hierarchy."

Davian spoke openly and freely about what Sasha was in front of the teacher, knowing it would annoy Sasha and hopefully make the little half-human make a fool of himself. "I tried to be a good demon and reach out to him, take him under my wing and-- and shit like that." Davian shrugged off the wing comment that had his old scars tingling from empty wing bone shoulder joints. "He didn't want it, so. He's not my problem. And when have I ever gone out of my way to deal with something that wasn't my problem? Hmm?"

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halfdamned
2017-11-27 06:17 pm UTC (link)

Sasha stared wide eyed, affronted, as Davian addressed their teacher and tried to make out like none of this was his fault. All of this was his fault! And to talk about it so openly in the school corridor, like it wasn't a secret; how did Davian even know that Mr Farrowe was aware of Sasha's status as a half demon?

He had to do something. Every time they butted heads Davian got away without punishment and it had to stop. Someone had to believe him, right?

Outrage burned behind his eyes as Sasha turned towards the demon, jabbing two slim, manicured fingers into Davian's sternum. "That's bullshit! Everything you just said was a lie! When I first started here you told me you were a demon lord, and you didn't even know what I was until your brother told you!" the half demon hissed. "You did set my clothes on fire and you are beneath me; demons don't give ranks to traitors." Sasha's fangs were visible when he spoke and his deep brown eyes were showing their true dark red colouring.

Turning from Davian, Sasha looked up at Mr Farrowe. "He pulled my tail in class. Demons do it to other younger demons they outrank, even though Davian doesn't outrank anyone. He did it as an insult because he knows it goes against hierarchy and because I can't tell anyone and because nobody knows demon rules except us."

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redensign
2017-11-29 12:32 am UTC (link)

"Mr. Park, hands to yourself," Rafe said immediately to Sasha after the half-demon jabbed the demon looked between the two. He didn't understand the complexities or laws of the demon world to the extent they both did. Rafe knew that demons followed them outside of covens. It was ingrained. After a few conversations with Sasha and questions to his Head of House, he learned that for demons, the hierarchy was everything and you could take the demon out of the commune but you couldn't take the commune out of the demon.

He said, "First and foremost, under no circumstance will there be any tail pulling of any kind, Davian." His eyes flicked to the sloth demon, "And you need to apologize to Mr. Park for doing thus. Second, I know that hierarchy is important for demons, but within my classroom, it means nothing whatsoever. And Sasha, should there be any truth in what Mr. Rivera says, you will find yourself serving detention."

Rafe paused and looked between the two of them, "If you want to posture, do it on your own time. You both need to stop and think long and hard about how you'll interact in the future. You can ignore each other and stay out of trouble, or you can move past the hierarchy. Mr. Rivera, find other ways to amuse yourself during my lectures, and don't let them be at the expense of others and Mr. Park . . . "

He looked at Sasha, "Have you thought of why Mr. Rivera did what he did? Or do you simply see him as a traitor and follow the rules that so bluntly shoved you toward the bottom because of who you call your parents? Food for thought to process later. Now, both of you into the classroom and back to your seats. And no more interruptions. Are we clear?"

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antitestament
2017-12-02 12:32 am UTC (link)

Davian's smirk grew when Sasha's anger did. The outburst had the demon raising his eyebrows in mocking way, white fangs flashing. "You have a tail? What? Wow, that's totally news to me." Davian covered his mouth with one hand in an animated display of surprise and wonderment.

Rafe cut them both off and Davian's gaze settled on the tall vampire, opening his mouth to protest a few times. When Mr. Farrowe was finished talking, Davian shrugged. "Sure, I'll apologize for doing something I didn't even know the squirt had. Not all demons have tails, so. But whatever, I'll say I'm sorry if it makes you feel better, Teach."

Clearing his throat and taking on a dramatic tone to his voice, Davian made a low sweeping bow, the longer parts of his hair trailing on the floor, ass in the air and tail undulating like a slow whip. "Great amazing half-demon squirt mini-shorts," he began. "I sincerely apologize for somehow magically finding your glamoured tail and yanking it in the middle of class and making you squeal like a pink bedazzled piglet. Please accept my humblest apologies."

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halfdamned
2017-12-31 02:30 pm UTC (link)

Mr Farrowe's considered advice may have made more of an impact if Davian hadn't continued speaking. Sasha glared daggers at the demon as he made further attempts to talk his way out of trouble, denying that he'd even known the half demon had a tail. His anger boiling over, it was all too much for the smaller boy to stay quiet about.

"He knew I had a tail!" Sasha growled at their teacher. "He's lying to you! Why do teachers always believe him when he lies right to your faces?!?!"

By now his full glamour had worn off, giving the teacher and student a visible indication of Sasha's irritation. The spade thrashed back and forth as he watched Davian make a low, exaggerated bow before addressing him to make his false apology. Sasha narrowed his eyes at the demon, half-temped to launch himself at the boy and break his stupid traitor nose; Davian was mocking him, he was sure of it.

The half-demon turned his attention to Mr Farrowe. "He's making fun of me! That's not a real apology and he knows it! Davian knew where my tail was and he yanked it on purpose because he wanted me to get in trouble. I don't know how he knew it was there, maybe my glamour wore off, but if you believe him then you're just stupid!"

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