General RP The Man Kept His Socks On (Knight_of_None)

"I admit...I was pushing myself to a new level with that today...I don't think I'd even go through with it." He said sighing slightly. Ah. He felt actually bad about threatening Kal. The library however. That was just business, to press gang Lyrin into his role. "Mm- if you hit me, it would just go back and forth. You punch me, I throw you around, we fuck up your kitchen..."
 
Lyrin laughs softly, "Yeah, then Zyn would come home and he'd kick your ass so fucking hard. You haven't been in a real fight until my brother turns you into pulp. He made sure to keep up his fighting lessons, he protects his brothers." He closes his eyes.

"He would do that if he ever found out you hurt one of us." He whispers, "He also has a shot gun, a shovel, and quick lime."
 
Lyrin narrows his eyes, "You almost got it when you threatened Kalin. And you'll certainly get it if you ever lay a hand on one of my brothers. That's my line." He pulls away, no longer touching the other. He had to make sure the other understood that Lyrin was serious. He wouldn't tolerate threats against those he loved, the only family he had left, and he certainly wouldn't stand to let someone hurt them.
 
"And you'll take whatever I want to do to you?" Billy said, while Lyrin pulled away, his interest only focused on him. "If I said- I had no need for your little family ties and I would just lay it on your back if I wanted to?" He said following his arms. "Money still going to little Kalin, ofcourse, no threats or revoking."
 
Lyrin stares over the field, "I've had my heartbroken before." He murmurs, swallowing. "I. . ." He didn't really know how to finish his thoughts. He didn't love Billy, night right now. But he figured he could, he was stupid enough to do so, especially after seeing more than just an asshole.

He just shrugs, "I'll deal with whatever happens, just as I always have."
 
Billy pushed up onto his feet. "Then I'll do my best to keep it that way." He said as he started to turn to the tree. "Why should you cry twice." He sukm3d it as he started to hop uo. Grasping onto tye trunk right start climbing up into the limbs.

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A week or so had moved along from that night, In the day...Billy wasn't so responsive, which was strange, normally it was alot of prodding, pressing, and some bending....and it wasn't like he was busy in class. He had people doing his homework. Perhaps he actually started beating up some other poor bastard now that he and Lyrinn were on more...negotiated terms. Zyn knocked on Lyrins door while he was getting ready.

"Are you sure you're ready to go back? His older brother asked
 
Lyrin goes red and he pushes his hand into Zyn's face, "Meddle in the other's lives!" *He grumbles.

"I swear, you'll be the death of me." He grumbles, walking to the kitchen and grabbing a snackbar and looking over his shoulder. "And, for your information, I haven't seen him in four days, so up yours--" He moves to flip the other off, but stops as Al runs into the kitchen.

"FOOOD!" He yells, grabbing a packet of instant oatmeal and then a bowl.
 
Zyn raided a brow. "Oh really now?-" he started but the sudden appearance of AL, raring to get his morning oats in took his attention "Hey Al!' Zyn said as he put a hand on their little brother head, ruffling his hair before taking the instant meal. "Alright lemme handle it!" He said as he moved to open the packet and pour the hot water for him.
 
Zyn gathered them up for breakfast waving goodbye for Lyrin to go.

On the trip up to the campus, he saw students filing through the front gates and on the path up to the doors and other smaller buildings dotted about the place. He spotted Billy getting dropped off it seemed, his father's car for certain.
 
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