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Post by .iridescent. on Mar 11, 2012 21:41:42 GMT -5
i waited till he had landed before leaping, making
sure that i didn't hit him in the process. i filed after
him onto the bus, and the conducter let us by with
out so much as a glance. i flew after him to the back,
reclining on the seat across from him. all i needed
was an awesome nap. [/size] |
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Post by !? EUPHORIA on Mar 13, 2012 23:21:01 GMT -5
SCREW YOU TEMPLATE.
curling up into somewhat of a ball, i let my bangs fall across my eyes again and attempted to warm up. the driver got on a minute later, and i resisted the urge to shout 'close the FUCKING DOOR' before he started up the bus and peeled out of the lot, hestia && i the only passengers. looks like it should be a short trip.
wait.
where were we even going?
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Post by .iridescent. on Mar 14, 2012 0:20:13 GMT -5
i think, judging by the look on his face and the way he looked like he was about to snap, he was probably as freezing as i was. which was like, pretty cold. have you ever thought about the people in the water when the titanic sank? haha, suckers. anyways, they died by freezing to death or something like that. i think that if i died within the next ten minutes, it would be because i froze.
eventually the bus got on its way, but by the way i was freezing you would think we were driving down a highway in minus thirty weather with the windows rolled down and the door open. c'mon. california anyone? speaking of which, where the hell were we even going? sure. great idea, christian. hop on a bus and drive to nowhere. okay, so maybe i'm just a tiny bit grouchy. but you can't blame me. "so.... where are we going?" |
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Post by !? EUPHORIA on Mar 14, 2012 0:48:46 GMT -5
"AGH JESUS FUCK TURN ON THE HEATER." i screamed, finally snapping, and the driver just laughed and flicker on the bloody thing. oooooooooooohhhhhhhh. i can almost feel my toes now! "erm, where is this thing headed?" i asked, looking moderately sheepish. "florida!"
THANK GOD OH YES FLORRRRIIDDAAAAA YES JESUS OH MY GOD YES I COULD SERIOUSLY GO FOR SOME MIAMI HEAT RIGHT NOW.
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Post by .iridescent. on Mar 14, 2012 8:49:37 GMT -5
I almost burst out laughing when Christian screamed at the bus driver to turn up the heat. And them I think I almost started crying of happiness when he said Florida. Oh fuck yes! Beaches, hot weather, bars, everything. This was going to be fucking amazing! I couldn't wait for the bus to get there. "Hey Cabbie!" I shouted good naturedly. "Step on it!" |
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Post by !? EUPHORIA on Mar 14, 2012 18:11:56 GMT -5
hnnnnnnnnnnnnnggggggggggggg. heat, glorious heat, never again will i regard such amazing creations as heaters, woodstoves, and hot packs as simple 'things.' never again. with a sigh i flipped the armrest up that divided my seat from the ally seat, then stretched out as much as possible, joints cracking, like a cat. yeeeeeeees. florida weather, here i come. "and now all i need is some wing room." i groaned, face down across the seats, monstrous black gliders stretching up up up, hushing against the roof of the bus before folding neatly down my back again.
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Post by .iridescent. on Mar 14, 2012 18:35:34 GMT -5
i folded my arms and stretched my long legs across the aisle to the seat in front of him, propping my feet on the arm rest. nobody else seemed to be around, so i don't think i could be considered 'rude.' then again, i didn't really care what they thought of me.
"yeah. some wing massagers in these seats would just be awesome," i replied, a hint of sarcasm in my tone, but i was in a pretty good mood considering we were heading some place warm. beaches. just think of the beach. and hot guys. oh my gosh i couldn't wait. |
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Post by !? EUPHORIA on Mar 14, 2012 18:39:53 GMT -5
wing massagers? bitch please. full body massagers is more like it. i go for class, not 'thriving on the wilderness.' "right. and some vodka, a couple of fucking parkas, and possibly a la-z boy recliner." i groaned against the seat cushion, flexing my wings up into the air again until the joints popped. aahhhh, sweet relief. theres nothing like a good twist when your gliders are feeling cramped.
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Post by .iridescent. on Mar 14, 2012 22:20:03 GMT -5
"a la-z-boy sounds perfect enough as it is," i replied, sinking lower in the chair. it was nice, sure, but i've been more comfortable in my life. can't complain, though. at least i was getting some heat and a hell of a lot more. "but i'm more of a dr pepper and spiced rum kind of person," i tacked on. |
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Post by !? EUPHORIA on Mar 14, 2012 22:27:44 GMT -5
"oh my goooooood. AND A FLAT SCREEN." i yelped, flinching as a long, cilydral piece of metal stabbed me in the stomach, then caught on my t-shirt. "fuck." i growled, pulling the black tee over my head and attempting to untangle it from the metal thing-y. glaring at the fabric, i glanced up with a pleading look on my face.
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Post by .iridescent. on Mar 14, 2012 22:40:43 GMT -5
okay. so i jumped twenty feet into the air when i heard him yelp and looked over to see this... thing sticking out of his shirt. "WHAT THE HELL!?" i shrieked loudly, leaping from my seat. it was right through his t-shirt. "WHAT THE HELL!" i repeated, this time more of a statement. damn it. never should have skipped those first aid health classes in grade eight. |
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Post by !? EUPHORIA on Mar 14, 2012 22:49:05 GMT -5
"OH MY GOD STOP SCREAMING YOU'RE JUST MAKING ME HYSTERICAL." i screeched, pulling the tee the rest of the way over my head and scrambling back, jeans hanging low on my hips as i pressed back against the window. "JESUS FUCK WHERE DID THAT THING EVEN COME FROM." i yelled, glancing down. there was a medium sized cut on one of my abs [yeeeeeeep. not even kidding.] that was bleeding rather rapidly, but the cut would heal quick because of my 'fallen angel blood'.
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Post by .iridescent. on Mar 14, 2012 23:04:41 GMT -5
i flailed. "WELL WHAT THE HELL." i said, this time with less... vigor in my voice. i folded my arms across my chest. "well what the hell are we supposed to do?" yeah. pardon my french, or whatever you say when you over-cuss. but this was scaring the shit out of me. "just don't even. I DONT KNOW." where the hell was a medic when you needed one? how come whenever i watched tv and saw that one guy on the bus who was all. hey. im a doctor. we never decided to get on a bus with actual people?! |
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Post by !? EUPHORIA on Mar 14, 2012 23:10:52 GMT -5
"JESUS HESTIA. CALM YOUR TITS." i screeched, ripping my tee from the metal pole and pressing it to the bleeding area. hard to tell when 10% of your side is covered in blood. the metal pole bit turned out to be part of the seat that had come loose and ended up stabbing me rather viciously in the stomach. "i'll be fine in like, five minutes."
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Post by .iridescent. on Mar 14, 2012 23:17:18 GMT -5
okay, fine. i slumped back in my seat, because somehow i ended up lurching to my feet. then i snickered. "yeah. no safety hazards on this bus." i sarcastically and over-dramatically rolled my eyes. a piece of the seat. wow. anyways, now that i knew my partner in crime wasn't dieing, i was fine. just how my mind works. |
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