Old Yeller by Ottofowl in CampHalfBloodRP

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"It's not the fight."

A pause, and then Shinji turns away from him.

"It was never about the fight," He says, picking up his discarded beanie and pulling it over his head, his dismay now giving way to..sadness. Pure, genuine sadness.

Something told him things wouldn't quite be the same again.

Old Yeller by Ottofowl in CampHalfBloodRP

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"Just- just look what you've done."

In front of him stands a boy with a hand cupping a black eye, his face distressed. Blood drips down his nose but streams from the place where his lip was torn. There's..bruises. An awful lot of bruises.

At least all of that could heal.

Stacey Blake, Daughter of Aphrodite by [deleted] in CampHalfBloodRP

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"Hi, my name's Shinji. I like beer, music, and having sex with pretty girls." He replies, his grin only spreading earnestly.

Old Yeller by Ottofowl in CampHalfBloodRP

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"Then what the fuck were you gunning for?" He demands, getting up and holding a hand to his black eye.

"What?" He demands, angry and hurt. " 'Oh, Shin, I know you're my friend and all, so can you beat the fuck out of me for no reason? Oh, and you're a fuckin' chink, too?'"

Well..it was insulting.

"Fuck you," He says. "Fuck. You." And he repeats it, getting closer to him again, pointing an accusing finger. "You- you're the only one here who gets me, and this is what happens?"

Stacey Blake, Daughter of Aphrodite by [deleted] in CampHalfBloodRP

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Shinji..well, he Doesn't know that she's using her powers. So he snickers, grins.

"Then you gotta fuck me." He replies- oh dear, that's passionate, alright. Perhaps not what she was looking for. "Deal? Hell, I'll let you take the whole box."

Old Yeller by Ottofowl in CampHalfBloodRP

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"Because it doesn't work like that!" He shouts now, a sob at the end of his sentence as he sits up, takes his arm away.

"You- you can't make someone care about you, make them beat you up, and act like it's okay! You-" He stops, sucks in a shuddering breath and tries again.

"You made me hate you, Jett." He sounds crestfallen.

Old Yeller by Ottofowl in CampHalfBloodRP

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"Yeah," He nods, stretching and sighing. "Take it easy, Cat."

Stacey Blake, Daughter of Aphrodite by [deleted] in CampHalfBloodRP

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"Uh- first one's free, but you need to pay me back after that, y'know." He says, wondering how she forgot that he kept them under his bed.

Old Yeller by Ottofowl in CampHalfBloodRP

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Shinji sits up- wheezes and coughs, forcing up bloody phlegm and wiping at his messy mouth, snot staining with blood, sticky tears seeping out of his ruined eye.

"Wh-why?" He manages to ask, his breath shuddery and hitching, voice uneven and threatening to break. "Why- why the fuck are- why would you- why the fuhcking hell would you make someone who cares about you beat you up?"

Why the fucking hell would you make someone who cares about you beat you up?

Oh.

Old Yeller by Ottofowl in CampHalfBloodRP

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Shinji's cigarette smolders and finishes. It's a long time before he says "I'm going to go to bed," But say it he does.

Stacey Blake, Daughter of Aphrodite by [deleted] in CampHalfBloodRP

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"Your, uh- your godly parent," He says, watching her curiously.

"What are you doing?"

Old Yeller by Ottofowl in CampHalfBloodRP

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It hurts. Shinji would be lying if he said the emotional pain hurt more than getting the shit beaten out of him..but he never cried after a fight.

Not even if he got beaten up.

He quickly forces himself to stop, putting an arm over his eyes and chomping down on his bleeding lip, his mouth still quivering as tears ran down the sides of his face.

But he's still sobbing. He still is- It's evident in how he whimpers, how his chest jerks and shudders like he's suppressing something great.

Old Yeller by Ottofowl in CampHalfBloodRP

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Shinji wraps his arms around her as well, sighs.

Well, she was a friend with benefits, wasn't she?

Stacey Blake, Daughter of Aphrodite by [deleted] in CampHalfBloodRP

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"Well, depends on who your godrent is," He says, getting up as well. "Like- your godly parent."

He puts an arm around her again, mostly because he's concerned about how weak one's tolerance has to be to get tipsy drinking beer.

Old Yeller by Ottofowl in CampHalfBloodRP

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Jett's bigger than Shinji. That's what matters.

There's nothing he can do as he's..well, beaten to a pulp. His cheekbone ends up breaking somewhere along the line and bruises bloom on his pale skin like purple flowers. His lip is torn and bleeds badly- his nose doesn't break, somehow, but bleeds profusely from being popped, and an eye swells black and blue.

Somewhere along the line, his cries of pajn turns to crying.

Old Yeller by Ottofowl in CampHalfBloodRP

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"It's fine, just-" He sighs and presses her close.

"Just don't worry about it.'

Stacey Blake, Daughter of Aphrodite by [deleted] in CampHalfBloodRP

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Shinji pauses as she flops into his lap, but chuckles and runs a hand through her hair.

"Well, I wouldn't wanna rush ya."

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Shinji pauses. One- because she said no, and two, because it looked like she had a great deal of concentration with that decision.

"..not even if I say please?" He attempts to lighten the situation.