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| [Day 1] Room 204; double room - 01 & 02 | |
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| Tweet Topic Started: Sat Nov 21, 2009 5:55 pm (517 Views) | |
| Heero Yuy | Sat Nov 21, 2009 5:55 pm Post #1 |
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<< "Get back here! Pool is not meant to kill people, you moron! Don't you know anything about being human!? I'm not paying for that!" Heero ignored the American's loud ranting and sprinted down the hall. As he approached the general vicinity of his room he fished his keycard out of his pocket, swiped it in the lock, and dove into his room, rolling on his shoulder and springing up into a crouch just as Maxwell came flying into the room. Heero leveled a glare at the braided pilot. "Get. Out. Of. My. Room." He was more than a little annoyed that he was expected to understand the basic rules of trivial games, the likes of which he'd never had any experience with. How the hell was he supposed to know that "breaking" was not a literal term? That made absolutely no sense, and it was probably some half-cocked American game, where everything was backwards and proverbial. Like football. 99.4% of that game involved throwing the ball, not kicking it! And soccer was football elsewhere in the world. That game did utilize feet much more than American football... Heero decided that he hated America. Damned if he was going to be verbally berated by Maxwell for not understanding the finer points of bastardized-proper English slang terminology and euphemisms. |
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| Duo Maxwell | Sat Nov 21, 2009 6:12 pm Post #2 |
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Duo's eyes widened slightly as he noticed Heero had ended up in the hallway his room was in, and then widened even further when Heero keyed into HIS dormroom. Goddammit, were they SHARING?? He skidded up to his dormroom and kicked the door back open before it could swing shut on him. He let the door slam shut behind him as his gaze fixed on his fellow pilot, in a familiar defensive crouch much like he'd been when they'd first met, after Duo had put a bullet in his arm. Nice. "Get. Out. Of. My. Room." Duo arched a brow, unamused, and folded his arms. After a second of consideration, he reached into his pocket and pulled out his keys, where a tag dangled from his room key, reading in big bold sharpie ink "JM 204." He held it up for about two seconds and then shoved it back into his pocket. "Nope, s'my room too. If you got a problem with it, go get a room change, cause I ain't leavin." He could only hope that Heero really WOULD go demand a change in accommodations, because he just knew that if he got stuck in a room with the perfect Heero Yuy, he'd NEVER get to skip class. Or drink. Or anything else questionable that normal college kids did. |
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| Heero Yuy | Sat Nov 21, 2009 7:17 pm Post #3 |
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Heero stared at the keys in mild horror. Yep. That really did read "JM204" in nice sharpie lettering. Son of a... "Nope, s'my room too. If you got a problem with it, go get a room change, cause I ain't leavin." Of all the damned luck! Heero scowled quietly and got up from his crouch, crossing the room quickly and clambering onto the top bunk. Perhaps this was good motivation to start on a hastily-constructed blankie fortress. Knowing that idiot Maxwell, he'd be kept up til all unholy hours of the night listening to impromptu keg parties and wild, promiscuous midnight romps with random coeds. Gods help the unfortunate floozy that Duo Maxwell impregnated. As if psychically detecting the conversation taking place down the hall, Heero grumbled from the top bunk, glaring viciously up at the ceiling. "Fine. I'm not going to through the hassle of trying to live with a complete stranger. At least I don't have to worry about accidentally killing you in my sleep," he reasoned slowly. Yes, that's right, Yuy--do what your court-ordered therapist told you and try to see the brighter side of a situation. "But we need some ground rules. I'm fairly certain I read that first-year roommates have to submit a mutually agreed-upon contract to their RA anyway." Heero swung his legs over the edge of his bunk, looked down at Maxwell, and fiddled with the edge of his tie. "No girls in this room. Ever. No loud music after midnight. Clean up after yourself. No drugs. I don't care about alcohol, so long as you don't piss or throw up anywhere besides the bathroom. And the windows and doors are to remain locked at all times. Those are my proposed rules. Anything you'd like to add?" Zero's former pilot felt reasonably sure that Maxwell wouldn't agree to a single one of those demands. Damn you, Murphy and your stupid laws... |
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| Duo Maxwell | Sat Nov 21, 2009 7:56 pm Post #4 |
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Duo sighed and tilted his head back, uncrossing his arms and stretching them behind his head. Well shit. If this wasn't going to be the most unpleasant semester ever. Maybe he could talk Quatre into switching with him. Or Trowa. Hell, if he could track down Wu Fei he might even agree to it willingly. Wu Fei and Heero would do great in a room together, right? Then Heero sat up from his angry emo ceiling stare and scowled at Duo. He frowned. If Heero planned on sitting like that and hanging his smelly feet over the edge of the bed near Duo's airspace there were going to be some problems. He fiddled with his stupid looking tie and spouted off a list of stupid sounding rules. "No girls in this room. Ever. No loud music after midnight. Clean up after yourself. No drugs. I don't care about alcohol, so long as you don't piss or throw up anywhere besides the bathroom. And the windows and doors are to remain locked at all times. Those are my proposed rules. Anything you'd like to add?" Add? Well, he'd certainly like to subtract. He laced his fingers together behind his head and eyed Heero, staying in the center of the room, looking very much like he'd like to just grab his stuff and leave. "There's no point telling me no girls if you're worried about me having sex in here. Maybe I'm gay and I'd just have sex in here with guys." He rolled his eyes. "I'm gonna have whoever I want in this room. And when it gets hot, the window is getting opened whether you like it or not." With that, he approached the bunkbed, grabbed his cd player and headphones off his mattress after shoving Heero's legs out of his way, and sat down. As he untangled his headphone cord he spoke up again, "I got some rules though." He dropped onto his back and put the headphones on, lifting a foot and giving Yuy's legs a sharp nudge with his boot. "No feet in my face, and no computer after midnight." Sure, he'd agree to most of his rules, but it's not like it was guaranteed he'd follow them. Rules were meant to be broken after all. |
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| Heero Yuy | Sun Nov 22, 2009 8:32 pm Post #5 |
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"There's no point telling me no girls if you're worried about me having sex in here. Maybe I'm gay and I'd just have sex in here with guys." It took a few moments for those particular words to form just the right mental image in Heero's logical and ordered mind, and then the Japanese pilot felt something warm leaking from his nose. He reached up reflexively to wipe it away, still listening to his new roommate's rambling, "...I'm gonna have whoever I want in this room. And when it gets hot, the window is getting opened whether you like it or not..." Heero stared down at the blood coating his fingers and decided that he hated Duo Maxwell, quite possibly more than he hated Zechs Merquise and his fruitloop sister for sending him here in the first place. This was unacceptable. Less than ten minutes in a room alone with this sadist and Heero was already suffering involuntary nosebleeds from images of the braided menace and nameless, faceless MALE rugby players... Heero's nosebleed doubled in velocity and he cupped his hand to his nose. Maxwell was lounged on the lower bunk as Heero scurried down as carefully as time would allow and bolted from the room. He'd studied those blueprints well enough to know that the bathroom was around the corner and down the hall. Once inside, he bent his head over a pristine white porcelain sink and turned on the tap, watching the water and pinkish blood swirl down the drain. This was the most ridiculous thing he'd ever been forced to deal with. Honestly--if Maxwell wanted to screw the entire football team, what did Heero care?! Zero's former pilot immediately regretted that course of thought as his nosebleed intensified. At this rate he was going to pass out or die of blood-loss. He dug his cell phone out of his pocket and scrolled through his contact list. Not that it was very long. He found Winner's number and hit the dial button. Heero stared at his own reflection in the mirror miserably. Fuck this school. As soon as the ringing stopped, Heero didn't bother to determine whether Winner had picked up or his voicemail had taken the call. "I'm in the bathroom at the end of our hall. I think I'm bleeding to death," he growled. Heero vowed then and there to invest in student medical insurance. He had a feeling that he'd be needing it this semester. |
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| Duo Maxwell | Sun Nov 22, 2009 9:02 pm Post #6 |
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Duo had been about to close his eyes and turn on his music full blast when Heero scrambled off the top bunk and retreated from the dorm room. The bed shook from his hasty departure, and Duo stared at the door blankly. Well where the hell was he off to? And not even a "bye, see you later, prick?" "..Was it something I said?" The Deathscythe pilot blinked at the door, and when it didn't seem likely Heero would be coming back, he took his headphones off and climbed to his feet. He glanced at the top bunk, noticing Heero had left his key behind so he'd have a hell of a time getting back in if Duo left and locked the door. The best course of action would be to hunt him down and give him his key so he wouldn't have to hang around the room waiting for him to get back. He muttered something offensive and grabbed the key, locking the door behind him as he stepped into the hallway. When he turned back around again, he slipped and about fell on his ass. Catching his balance, he glanced down, brows rising in surprise as he spotted a red streak beneath his boot. His eyes followed the streak, and spotted another splatter of it farther down the hall. It looked like a trail of dripped paint. ..Or blood. WTF? He grimaced and followed the uneven splotches to the men's room, steeled himself, and pushed the door open. "Hey, Heero, you in here?" He peered around the corner and caught sight of his new roommate bent over the sink. "What.. Are you bleeding?" Duo crossed the small room and leaned down to study his face. "What the hell, Heero?" |
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| Heero Yuy | Sun Nov 22, 2009 9:27 pm Post #7 |
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Heero heard the bathroom door open and hastily stuffed his cell phone into his pocket. The last thing he needed was a rumor spreading around this wing of the dorms that he couldn't handle a simple nosebleed. He guessed from the average viscosity of the blood dripping from his nose that he should be fainting any minute now. And when his eyes shot up their morbid survey of the drain and caught sight of the cause for this little dilemma standing in the doorway Heero considered just giving in to the urge to pass out. At the very least it might teach his idiot roommate a thing or two about civilized conversation topics. Doubtful. "What.. Are you bleeding?" Heero rolled his eyes. "No shit, Sherlock," he ground out through clenched teeth. "What the hell, Heero?" With a long-suffered sigh Heero turned off the water and grabbed a few paper towels from the dispenser in the wall. He leaned back against the tiled wall and slid to sit on the floor, tilting his head back and holding the towels to his nose. He felt the blood drain down his throat and grimaced in distaste. Well, that was pleasant... "I'm fine," he said flatly. "It just started bleeding," he lied, and quite convincingly he thought. That certainly didn't rationalize away the subtle nausea in his gut that he was positive would magnify when and if he attempted to stand. Grudgingly, he looked up at his roommate. "I think I may need some assistance getting back to the room." |
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| Duo Maxwell | Sun Nov 22, 2009 9:46 pm Post #8 |
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He crouched and balanced his elbows on his knees when Heero sat down, giving him a hard look. This was pretty weird. Duo had never seen Heero with a nosebleed. Usually it was Wu Fei who ended up in these kinds of situations in fanfiction. Well, today was just full of surprises wasn't it? Just started bleeding. Right. Like Duo believed that. If Heero Yuy's body actually did that type of shit, there'd have been no way Dr. J would have let him pilot a suit. And if he had, no way the guy would have survived in Epyon as long as he did. Oh, the good old days.. "I think I may need some assistance getting back to the room." ...And that was as close to a plead for help as he'd ever get. He sighed and rubbed his forehead as he hoisted himself back to his feet. Duo peered at his roommate critically. Things just kept getting weirder and weirder. Heero was acting as much like a vulnerable schoolgirl as he was like an emo teenager. Duo wasn't really sure what to think about it. He took a deep breath and stepped over, dropping to one knee beside Heero and sliding his arm around the slightly shorter boy's waist. The other's arm ended up slung around his shoulder and Duo couldn't help a small chuckle while memories resurfaced. "Well this is familiar, isn't it?" he muttered as he helped pull Heero to his feet. He didn't ask if Yuy wanted to go to the nurse's office, but he did pipe up before they exited the bathroom, "If you bleed on me I'm abandoning you in the common room sans clothes." With that threat in the air, Duo nudged the door open and began the slow return to their dorm room with Heero in tow. |
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| Heero Yuy | Sun Nov 22, 2009 10:37 pm Post #9 |
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Heero allowed himself to be pulled to his feet and practically dragged down the hallway. At this point he couldn't have cared less about his pride or the fact the Maxwell was invading his personal space. He simply wanted to get into his bunk and hide out for the rest of the day. He didn't like this place, or the lack of control it afforded him, and he certainly wasn't looking forward to mingling with new, annoying people tomorrow when classes began. Maxwell's hair smelled like some weird flower that Heero had never encountered before. He was honestly more disturbed at his lack of resistance towards that thought than he was at having it in the first place. Perhaps his woozy state was responsible for that strange observation? If he could only blame his decision to come to ICUP on temporary blood loss... What the hell had he been thinking, letting Relena talk him into this? Heero decided that women were the bane of his existence. They belonged in the kitchen, making him a sandwich, not meddling in things like interstellar security and war. He sighed and leaned more heavily on Maxwell. "Why did I let her talk me into this," he groaned quietly. "I'm such an idiot." They approached the room steadily, and Heero braced himself against the doorwar as his roommate keyed open the door. Heero carefully made his way over to the bunkbed, and frowned as he realized that he wouldn't be able to navigate the rickety wooden ladder in his compromised state. Instead, he glanced over his shoulder at Maxwell before collapsing onto the braided pilot's bunk. He glared up at the underside of his own mattress moodily. "You can take top if you want," he tried to sound somewhat pleasant. He did owe his American counterpart, after all. Maxwell could have simply left him on the bathroom floor. Maybe he wasn't such a bad guy, after all? Or maybe the blood loss was making Heero think crazy, crazy things. "Thanks." And he rolled onto his side, away from the other teenager, and stared at the wall. Maybe if he just closed his eyes and willed himself to sleep, he would wake up and this whole day would be a bad dream. |
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| Duo Maxwell | Sun Nov 22, 2009 11:05 pm Post #10 |
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Duo frowned as Heero flopped into his bed. He wasn't sure how to treat this new, useless looking Heero. He scratched his head thoughtfully even as he clicked the lock shut on their door. Yes, he'd whine about the rules Heero wanted, but even he had developed the habit of locking himself in at night. Growing up the way he had had taught him to use every security measure possible at every moment. Especially when sleeping, and since it looked like his new buddy was going to be snoozing until morning, he'd have plenty of time to get that nap he'd wanted since he arrived. He was sort of disappointed that he wouldn't have to seize the top bunk through brute pillowy force, but who was he to look a gift horse in the mouth? Maybe this turn of events was a sign that his stay here wouldn't be so bad, if Heero planned to stay out of his way the whole time. At this point he was practically asleep on his feet. Apparently thinking so hard made him amazingly tired, because he'd had a few months of no obligations after the war, so he just shrugged out of his jacket and tossed it into a corner. He made his way over to the bed and leaned over Heero. After a few seconds of reaching over him and groping around the pillow, he managed to extract his cd player from beneath Heero. "Ah hah.." he muttered, pulling it out and then giving Heero a grin. "Night for now pal." |
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