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Topic Started: Jan 27 2014, 03:16 PM (145 Views)
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Rowan: [/It's one of the few days he's out on the floor serving drinks] [/It's not entirely hard, given that it really was a simple job of giving what people ordered, but he tries to make his interactions with the 'guests' short as possible. It's loud, as it always is, and the lights were starting to wreak havoc on his head] [/At the very least he knew he really couldn't be recognized... not like this. His hair is styled with assortments of colors and small clips, his loudly patterned shirt, leggings under his skirt- terribly uncomfortable but perhaps they were on to something about hiding in plain sight...]

Sven: *He's not really interested in the gambling tables, but it's better than the club upstairs. The club that plays nothing but electro-pop from bands he's never heard of, and the one with all the dancers who, really, do nothing but turn his brain completely off.**So he's parked himself at one of the blackjack tables, the only game he knows how to play, and lights up his pipe. It's cherry tobacco, the same he was smoking when he helped bring Rowan's things to his dorm.**He's looking for Rowan, of course, but he can barely see anything with all the black-lights and glowing colors.*

Rowan: [/There was another table adjacent to the one Sven was on] [/At first he doesn't really notice him as he muttered to himself about how filthy it can be as he loaded his tray of empty mugs with ashy butts floating on the remains of the smelly drink] [/At least he wasn't busing...] [/But when he does look up, he has to still himself... was he sure? Absolutely sure, under these lights and shadows? It wouldn't be the first time he suspected a lookalike but...] [/He smells the familiar scent of black cherries and smiled softly to himself] [/Who else, but him?] [/He sets the tray back down on the table, completely abandoning it- so he'll be scolded. Punished even. So what. This was more important.] [/He moves closer to him but, slowly... slowly, he can't risk attracting unneeded attention. That and... he was here. For business or for pleasure? For gambling, of course, nothing else...] [/What if he was here for him? What if Svarc sent him out to find him- not to kill him, but to just sniff him out? Such a underhanded tactic... but nothing will come of it if he explained right?] [/Unsure how else to go around it he comes up from behind the young and pulls gently on his arm to get his attention]

Sven: Hmm? What is it? I'm not even done with my- *He glances behind him, and while at first all he sees in some Scene girl, his eyes linger just a little longer for some reason. The hair, the clothes, it's all wrong, but... the eyes look right even with the shitty lighting.**He doesn't say the boy... girl, whatever's name out loud, but he mouths it instead. All with that awkward scrunching of his brows as a question mark.* Rowan?

Rowan: Not here. [/He pulls on him again, ignoring the rather confused expression on the card dealers expression] We should go in private...sweetie... [/It was rather forced sounding, but the dealer shrugs, loosing interest]

Sven: *He folds his cards and offers them back to the dealer with the money he put down to bet.* Just take it. I was gonna lose anyway. *He does note that Rowan doesn't sound right, but he's not surprised. After all, this was about the last kind of place his mind would've thought to find him.**He lets Rowan lead him whenever he needs to.*

Rowan: [/He starts leading him, walking with a purpose towards the employee stairs to take him where he really could talk to him in private] [/The moment the door shut behind him he turns to him, looking straight in his eyes, trying to figure out what'd be best to say] ...It's... been a while. I'm sorry.

Sven: *He stands there and meets Rowan's gaze. He's not really sure what he sees there, but he can't help but smirk, the only way he can smile. He puts his hand on Rowan's new hair and ruffles it.* I thought I'd lost you already...

Rowan: It's a long story. ... how much do you know? Or at least what Svarc told you? [/He truly missed him, and he missed having him be so touchy freely with his hair- but he's quite terrible at expressing all that] I know I owe you quite the explanation... I did miss you but I had no idea if I would reach you with being traced.

Sven: Svarc didn't tell me a damn thing even though I went to him. *His smirk goes away, and he draws his hand back slowly out of hesitation.* I said I'd bring him one of the MC if he'd check into your case, but luckily, those assholes talk pretty quickly. *No wonder they broke the ones they got a couple years ago so easily.*

Rowan: They don't have the best table manners, but they did seem to have saved my life. [/He tucks his hair behind his ear, having being told to just grow it out. Suddenly it wasn't such a issue of how quickly the hair grew now] Mr. Svarc had... placed a hit on me. And for the same reason he seemed to suddenly want me dead is also why I'm saved.

Sven: ...so that's it. *He sighs and looks down to find his pipe is still in his other hand. He has to light it again, but when he does, he finally smokes it.* Can't say I like them anymore than I did when they took care of Ellie, but fuck it, you're alive. Good enough for now. *sighs* I'll do what I can to figure out what the hell is up with Svarc, but...

Rowan: I don't want you getting tangled with that man, do you understand? He's... absoutely mad. I can't really explain it. [/He reaches over and clasps the withdrawn hand with his own good one] I'll take care of him when the dust settles... He wants to think of me as a threat then I might as well give him what he wants.

Sven: And you listen to me... If I can't get tangled with him, then neither can you. *He takes a gentle but firm hold of Rowan's chin and makes him look up at him.* This time, I could find you, but if you try and go out to get him, then I might never find you. I don't want that. You got it?

Rowan: [/He looks at him, letting out a small sigh] ...I do. But I only have so many options now. Sven... look at me. [/He steps back and gestures to his chaotic uniform of 90's and rebel school girl] I should of been at my graduation, not enabling alcoholics. Enrolling into the University, not learning how to paint my nails, working back in my lab, not... here. As long as he's got the intention of taking me into his cross hairs. I have no way of going back to my old life. [/He bits his lip, anxious] I'm... barely handling this month alone. This isn't living.

Sven: Gradu... *It dawns on him that, hello, Rowan was a grade under him. He hadn't graduated from SIN yet.* Shit. *He runs his fingers through his own bangs while he processes this information.* Yeah... I know, I know... but if you give me some time, maybe I can create a new identity for you or something. I can't do shit about that now, though...

Rowan: That's still the same as hiding, Sven.... [/He sighs and just makes a light step over to him. Even before, he's rarely made any open physical signs of affection, but he's hugging him now] ...Just... never mind that now. I'm glad you're here.

Sven: ..... *He puts his hand back on Rowan's head, a habit he picked up from dating Emily although he would never say even if he recognized it.* Now that I know where you're at, I'll try and swing by when I can. All right? Like when I used to come to see you at your lab.

Rowan: Make sure to be discrete... *hums in mild amusement* But I don't think I need to tell you that. [/He just realized... he was in Ellie's position now, wasn't he?] [/Was this 'karma' if it did exist?] But yes... please see me when you're able.

Sven: No... you don't. *He recognizes the irony too, but he tries to push it out of his mind.**As if to distract himself, he leans down and kisses him full on.*
"This is a sin for which I deserved to be punished."
- Aoyagi Ritsuka, Loveless
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