Several ways to anger your teamates.
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+S through Z › Wild Arms
Rating:
Adult +
Chapters:
1
Views:
1,466
Reviews:
3
Recommended:
0
Currently Reading:
0
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Several ways to anger your teamates.
Chapter the only.
Rudy’s face tended to crunch up when he couldn’t find words for an issue that he was facing. As soon as Jack wished him a good morning, Rudy’s lower lip disappeared beneath his teeth and he knew he was in for it. Rudy maintained an awkward silence, punctuating it by opening his mouth and then shaking his head. When the younger man finally looked him in the face he saw confused disgust.
“You, you and… I can’t believe you.” He said, after a time.
“Can’t believe me why?”
“You… slept with… Cecilia.”
Jack would have blushed like Rudy was if it weren’t for the fact that he was of age and had been for eleven years. During that time he hadn’t lived a celibate life. He would have even had a little black book had it not ran out of pages and accidentally been used as kindling one night. Jack believed that man was a sexual beast. He took great joy in it.
“Rudy, Rudy, it won’t change anything and in any case… It isn’t any of your business.”
Rudy glared at him. His hands shook a little. After a while Jack realised that he was resisting drawing one of his arms.
“My. Room. Is. Next. To. Yours.” Rudy managed to grate out.
“Ohhh… Sorry about that.” Flaunting a healthy sex-life in front of a boy not yet a man was actually pretty damn cruel.
“You. Kept… Going all night.” His voice hit a high note after “kept”.
Jack attempted to speak but was silenced by a hand.
“You kept telling her to call you ‘Daddy’ and… and…” Rudy broke down completely, “I know you used… my Prism Ray… because I lent it to you to look at… and I could hear you… MY BEAUTIFUL GUN!”
Gun was not pronounced in the usual way. Gun became Guh-huh-un.
When Cecilia came down to breakfast that day she witnessed an unprecedented act of violence being perpetrated by Rudy upon Jack. If she hadn’t been feeling so sorry for herself after waking up alone, she might have tried to stop it. As it was, she ordered a cup of coffee and some toast. She ate it while ignoring Jack’s screams.
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It took roughly a week for Jack’s leg to heal so they stopped saving the world for a while. Rudy spent the time getting his arms cleaned obsessively by the local meister (who was glad of the business though perplexed as to why someone would want to have their weapon seen to fifteen times). Eventually Cecilia felt sorry for Jack and started helping him around. He managed to woo her into her bedroom the day after the splint was removed.
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In his post-coital haze Jack did not see Rudy. He did however, hear him.
“My. Room. Is. Next. To. Her. Room. As. Well.”
Jack heard the ominous sound of a Rocket Launcher charging.
“Where. Is. My. Prism. Ray?”
Rudy’s face tended to crunch up when he couldn’t find words for an issue that he was facing. As soon as Jack wished him a good morning, Rudy’s lower lip disappeared beneath his teeth and he knew he was in for it. Rudy maintained an awkward silence, punctuating it by opening his mouth and then shaking his head. When the younger man finally looked him in the face he saw confused disgust.
“You, you and… I can’t believe you.” He said, after a time.
“Can’t believe me why?”
“You… slept with… Cecilia.”
Jack would have blushed like Rudy was if it weren’t for the fact that he was of age and had been for eleven years. During that time he hadn’t lived a celibate life. He would have even had a little black book had it not ran out of pages and accidentally been used as kindling one night. Jack believed that man was a sexual beast. He took great joy in it.
“Rudy, Rudy, it won’t change anything and in any case… It isn’t any of your business.”
Rudy glared at him. His hands shook a little. After a while Jack realised that he was resisting drawing one of his arms.
“My. Room. Is. Next. To. Yours.” Rudy managed to grate out.
“Ohhh… Sorry about that.” Flaunting a healthy sex-life in front of a boy not yet a man was actually pretty damn cruel.
“You. Kept… Going all night.” His voice hit a high note after “kept”.
Jack attempted to speak but was silenced by a hand.
“You kept telling her to call you ‘Daddy’ and… and…” Rudy broke down completely, “I know you used… my Prism Ray… because I lent it to you to look at… and I could hear you… MY BEAUTIFUL GUN!”
Gun was not pronounced in the usual way. Gun became Guh-huh-un.
When Cecilia came down to breakfast that day she witnessed an unprecedented act of violence being perpetrated by Rudy upon Jack. If she hadn’t been feeling so sorry for herself after waking up alone, she might have tried to stop it. As it was, she ordered a cup of coffee and some toast. She ate it while ignoring Jack’s screams.
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It took roughly a week for Jack’s leg to heal so they stopped saving the world for a while. Rudy spent the time getting his arms cleaned obsessively by the local meister (who was glad of the business though perplexed as to why someone would want to have their weapon seen to fifteen times). Eventually Cecilia felt sorry for Jack and started helping him around. He managed to woo her into her bedroom the day after the splint was removed.
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In his post-coital haze Jack did not see Rudy. He did however, hear him.
“My. Room. Is. Next. To. Her. Room. As. Well.”
Jack heard the ominous sound of a Rocket Launcher charging.
“Where. Is. My. Prism. Ray?”