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Post by Dominic Salvatore on Jun 25, 2010 21:24:56 GMT -5
When Castor answered Dominic by saying his boss had him working 24/7 Dom couldn’t help but put his hand up to his mouth in complete shock, “Are you for real darling? I mean really that’s, wow, I know I can be busy, but 24/7?” Dominic couldn’t quite believe it. He was busy himself, and hell sometimes Xander had him working to the bone, but even Dominic made sure he got at the very least one day a week where he could do what he wanted, but more often or not he was able to have many more than just one day. He had Xander completely where he needed him. He liked Xander because he never tried to change him and he appreciated that. When he had won American Idol in 2008 the manager who was automatically signed to him tried to tell him how to dress, how to do his hair, asked him not to wear his black nail polish or eyeliner and it totally pissed him off big style. So needless to say he told them he hadn’t won the competition to be moulded into something he wasn’t and if they didn’t like it then he would walk. When they failed to ease up on him, he did just that. He just happened to be lucky enough to be singing in a cabaret club one night when Xander was there, he spotted the talent in Dominic right away and loved his flair and signed him on immediately and Dominic hadn’t looked back since.
After Castor had managed to throw his drink everywhere by accident and he said he had to strip and told Dom to basically not have an aneurysm over it he had said it was fine and asked if it was only his shirt he was changing, when Castor stammered over the answer Dominic did wonder if he was going to have kittens if Castor was going to strip down much more than the top, because he couldn’t deny the fact that despite being younger looking he was so very buff. Dom looked away slightly as he felt himself biting down on his bottom lip waiting to hear what Castor was going to say, feeling relief wash over him as Castor soon admitted that yes it was just his top which needed changing. Dom grinned at him, “Well lucky for you then, otherwise I might have had to fly you to my rather luxurious house and get you a clean shirt to wear.” Dominic was of course referring to his ability of flight when talking about flying Castor to his house.
Soon enough Castor had gathered all his things and asked out loud where the restroom was in the cafe they were in. Dominic was about to answer him when he obviously found it and began heading in the direction beckoning on Dominic to follow him. Follow a buff young guy into the restroom? Well he wasn’t about to turn that one down, so he did just that and followed Castor into the restroom. As they walked in it would seem that he and Castor were the only ones there and a slight awkwardness came over Dom as he knew that he would have to keep his inner lust at bay when Castor took his shirt off to change. Well you can’t blame a gay man for getting a bit hot under the collar at a buff guy with his shirt off. So Dom decided to just stand a little bit away from him as Castor did his stuff with his shirt watching him from afar and admiring his physique, it was a damn pity he was a bit younger than him, and probably straight and probably with a woman. He sighed deeply, this moping over getting a man was getting bad again, and maybe it was time to talk to David again, Stacey’s therapist fiancé.
As Dom kept trying to avert his eyes from what Castor was doing he was finding it very difficult and every now and then he would look and he soon saw the various scars on Castor’s body wondering where he had gotten them all from but feeling that it was none of his business and that he shouldn’t have been looking at him enough to have noticed he decided not to say anything about them. But then Castor broke the silence by asking Dom if he had got it all off, referring to the Coke which had been emblazoned across his body. Dominic snapped back to the real world as he looked him over and spotted an area at the side which didn’t seem to have been cleaned properly. “Uhm... you have a bit there.” He said as he pointed to the right side toward Castor’s pants waistband, probably not doing a very good job of pinpointing the area but not really wanting to get too close as to touch the area in question as he was sure to die if that was to happen.
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Post by castor on Jul 18, 2010 17:40:03 GMT -5
As they made their way to the restroom Darrius couldn't help but catch Dominic making a flight reference once more. He was becoming increasingly good at catching little power hints. Some people didn't even realize that they had dropped small hints of their power, and a lot of the time Darrius already knew what they could do. So he assumed at least Dominic could fly, something Darrius could only accomplish if he had absolute control on the weather and was able to cause air currents to lift his body. However he hadn't really used much of his weather powers, most commonly he used the electrokinesis and strength because he was a more physical guy. It was a rare thing for Darrius to have to use his photokinesis, force fields, or his weather control.
These thoughts were running through his mind as he was cleaning himself off from the sticky substance, eager to rid his body of it. Darrius had been soaked in blood before, one could not imagine the things that he had seen and done, soaked in both blood of enemies, innocents, comrands, and his own. Perhaps this is why he liked swimming. Water washing over his full body sometimes made if feel as if he were washing away century old blood that always seemed to linger. However, perhaps it was his conscience that needed cleansing. He himself could recall a few things that he had to do in WWII that he greatly regreted.
Despite everything running through his mind (mainly the unpleasent thoughts brought on by the spilled soda and the familiarity it held to blood) he couldn't help but notice the discomfort that was radiating from Dominic, and the few glances he was seeming to get. None-the-less he broke the silence asking if he had missed any soda, which apperantly he had. Darrius pivoted to look at his side and wiped away the spots he missed before throwing the small hand towel in the trash.
He then knelt down and pulled a clean shirt from the bag attached to his guitar case. As he unravelled the shirt so that he may pull it on his eyes lingered to the floor. If anything he felt the need to tell Dominic where the scars were from. Dominic wanted to do a recording with Darrius, and he thought that if he were covered in odd scars it would have a waver in trust, something that Darrius searched constantly for in people. "Most of them are from training and fighting with blades - the scars, I mean." He added as he faced Dom and pulled the shirt on.
"Just thought you were curious, I mean, who wouldn't be right? Heh...."
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Post by Dominic Salvatore on Jul 19, 2010 15:33:49 GMT -5
Once they were both in the restroom and Castor had taken his shirt off to start cleaning himself down Dominic had been doing his best to keep his eyes averted from looking at Castor’s body but didn’t find it all that easy as he kept glancing in his direction. Of course he had noticed all the scars on Castor’s body and he did wonder how he had gotten so many but with it not being any of his business he wasn’t about to ask. Then Castor broke the silence by asking if he had managed to remove all the soda, which he hadn’t and Dominic pointed it out in an a rather awkward way and praying that he would find it without asking Dom to point to it more specifically. He then watched as he wiped at the area and soon enough it would appear that all the soda was gone from Castor’s body. Which was a bit of a relief for Dominic because it meant that Castor would be putting a new top on soon and Dom could relax once more.
Soon enough Castor was answering Dominic’s question about the scars even though he hadn’t physically asked it. Did Castor have the ability to read minds Dominic wondered and then immediately couldn’t help but think that would be a bad thing what with some of the thoughts that had been going through his head as he and Castor had began talking. Castor soon told Dom that most of them are training and fighting with blades and added the scars after that. Dominic’s eyes grew wide, “So you’ve been in the army or something?” He asked being completely oblivious naturally to what Castor really meant.
Castor then had his clean shirt on and spoke again telling Dominic that he just thought that he might be curious and who wouldn’t be. Dominic gave him a weak smile then, “Well the question about it was going through my head but I felt it wasn’t really any of my business, but thanks for trusting me enough to share with me darling.” It would seem that a friendship was forming between Castor and Dominic which Dominic was more than happy about because he needed more friends.
{ooc - see now mine was pretty crap lol}
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Post by castor on Aug 9, 2010 1:06:47 GMT -5
When Dominic suddenly asked if Darrius had been in the army or something he smiled a crooked smile. Inside his head he was basically saying 'oh crap' because he didn't know how to respond to the question. He had been in the army....and the marines, and the navy, as well as a minute-man and really any other fighting position a man could take up. So instead of trying to make a very sarcastic sounding truth he just side glanced at Dominic and gave a half hearted chuckle.
Once his shirt was on he grabbed his guitar strap and secured it over his shoulder as Dom thanked him for trusting him about it. "Heh, no problem, I can tell you're not a bad guy." Sure his Godly senses could help with that, but Darrius had also become a great judge of character over the centuries of his unnaturally elongated life.
"Well, I think I want to get out of here before I somehow wind up tripping into a bouncer and getting my ass royally thrown out." Darrius said with a laugh as he motioned for Dominic to follow out the restroom.
(ooc: forgive the horridness of this post....)
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Post by Dominic Salvatore on Aug 10, 2010 17:35:11 GMT -5
{ooc - its okay, think it's because it's coming to an end in honesty, I reckon one more Castor post will finish this off}
When Dominic had asked Castor if he had been in the army or something referring to the many scars he had he soon got a half smile from him and then gave him a half hearted chuckle. Dom bit down on his bottom lip then thinking that maybe it wasn’t a topic Castor liked to talk about. He then put his hand up and waved it slightly and gave him a weak smile, “I’m sorry my darling, it isn’t really any of my business, I didn’t mean to pry.” For all Dom knew the guy could have lost a good friend and it was difficult to talk about his time, so he decided it was best to just move on from the topic.
When Dom had said that the question had been going through his head but it wasn’t really any of his business and thanked Castor for trusting him he replied saying it was no problem and that he could tell he wasn’t a bad guy. This made Dom give Castor a bright smile, “Well thank you my darling, I like to think I’m a good person, I’m not really in the habit of making enemies if I can help it.” Dom then giggled a little knowing that to be true even if he did quite often get bad press because of his sexuality, but he tried not to think about it too much just thinking that there was nothing wrong with him and his sexuality if anybody had a problem with it then it was their problem not his.
When Castor spoke again he said that he wanted to get out before he tripped up into a bouncer and got his ass royally thrown out. He laughed after it which made Dominic giggle a little, “That might be a good idea my darling, I don’t mind helping to pay for your errors, but I stop at paying medical bills unless they’re for you.” Dom then giggled furiously, he was of course teasing, if Castor had tripped up into a bouncer and sent them to hospital he probably would pay for the medical bills because that was just the kind of person that Dominic was.
Once they were outside Dominic’s mobile phone began to ring, he put his hand up and gave Castor a weak smile, “Hold a second my darling, I need to take this.” It was his mom.
Dominic: Hi mom. Francesca: Hi Dominic darling, can you come and visit just now, I need some help moving furniture and your dad isn’t here right now. Dominic: Sure mom, I can do that. I’ll be there in ten, alright? Francesca: Thanks my darling, I’ll see you soon. Bye. Dominic: Bye mom.
He then turned to Castor, “Sorry that was my mom, she needs me to help move some furniture for her, you’re welcome to come too, you could meet my mom and brother if he’s at home, otherwise I reckon this is goodbye my darling.” He then fished around in his pocket and found a photograph and grabbed his pen from jacket pocket and quickly scribbled his address down on the back of the photo and then handed it to Castor with a grin. “This is where I stay, so if you can’t come with me to my mom’s just now, well you are welcome to come and visit me anytime, it’s been good meeting you and getting to know you my darling, I would like very much for us to be friends.”
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Post by castor on Aug 21, 2010 21:45:18 GMT -5
When Dominic said he didn't mean to pry after Darrius rejected an answer as to whether he'd been in the army or not he looked to him apologetically. "It's okay, but thanks for understanding." It was a rare thing that someone would let a question go unanswered, but Darrius himself was grateful Dominic was one of those patient people that understood other's feelings - even if Darrius didn't quite understand his. He knew Dominic was very kind, and that could lead to his undoing someday, but he always tended to point out the bad in another person's good trait. He could never just see the good in anyone with out seeing the flaws it would bring Perhaps that would be his undoing.
Darrius then said that it would be best they leave before he got them kicked out, in which Dominic joked that he wouldn't pay medical bills. Darrius laughed as they exited. In the past Chronos had sped up the time about Darrius' wounds and quickened the healing process greatly so that he would not suffer infection or death, and that would be why he had fewer scars than serious wounds. The scars he did have though faded greatly over time, and only remained because his body was already kept young unnaturally and there were some wounds and scars that Chronos could not take care of himself.
As Dominic answered his phone Darrius stood aside politely, looking about at the others in the establishment before attention was once more brought to him. Dominic was apparently taking his leave, and Darrius felt a small pang of upsetness in him that his potential new friend had to leave on such short notice, but he knew that he should probably leave too. "Ah, I should probably procure myself a motel for the time being anyways." It was then that Dominic wrote an address and handed it to Darrius, upon receiving he grinned slightly. Ah, it was good to have someone willing to stay in contact with you after such a short meeting. Darrius would have to memorize this place so he wouldn't have another scrap of paper to keep track of. "I'll do my best to come by when I have spare time. Had I a cell phone or any phone at all I would give you a number, but I'm still working on that." Darrius hated today's small, modern technologies, and cell phones were one of them. Plus he still had to make money with normal jobs and photography to even afford one, which he couldn't right now. Putting the address away in his back pocket he held out a hand for Dominic to shake, the best he could do because of his issue with being touched even if Dom were an upstanding guy. "I hope to see you again sometime soon, Dominic."
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Post by Dominic Salvatore on Aug 27, 2010 15:11:27 GMT -5
{ooc - I think this one will finish it - if you agree you can either PM me to say so or do a reply saying 'finished' and I can lock and archive it}
Dom felt terrible that he had asked Castor about the army thing especially when he hadn’t really answered him. He had then said he was sorry and that he hadn’t meant to pry. Castor replied saying that it was okay but thanked him for understanding. Dom gave him another weak smile and then replied saying, “Anytime.” After all Dom may never be able to tell Castor about his past with his ex-partner Simon, but then it would really depend on how close he and Castor got as friends to really determine whether Dom would feel he could tell Castor or not.
Then Dom had received the telephone call from his mom and he noticed how Castor stepped aside while he spoke, noting that it was very polite of Castor to do that, not that he would have minded if he’d stayed where he was either. Once he was finished with the call he told Castor that he had to get going as his mom needed his help. He had offered for Castor to come along too if he wished but otherwise it would be goodbye for both of them. When Castor replied he said that should find somewhere to stay anyway. Dom smiled warmly at Castor and then replied saying, “Alright darling I understand.” Dom would have offered him a room at his rather spacious house but they had really only just met an hour or so ago and he didn’t want Castor to think he was some sort of freak preying on guys or something like that so he decided not to say anything about it.
Dom had then written his address down on the back of a photograph and handed it to Castor saying that he could drop by anytime he wanted. Castor replied to this saying he would do his best to drop by when he had spare time adding that if he had a mobile phone he would have given his number but he was still working on that. “That’s fine darling although with my career contacting me first to make sure I’m at home would be an advantage, so do let me know when you get that sorted.” Dom replied and gave him another warm smile feeling quite happy to have made a new friend. Castor then held his hand out and Dom took it shaking it and then he said he hoped to see him sometime again soon. Dom replied saying, “Likewise Castor my darling.” With that Dominic took a quick look to make sure nobody was really looking and then kicked off the ground and made his way toward his mom’s home.
{ooc - and think we can safely say their friendship is solidly made now? As we've moved along in the timeline so much since this one was started lol}
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