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Jenny

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Our conversations are like minefields [Toori]
« on: May 12, 2012, 06:42:11 am »
When it came to interplanetary travel, Cancer was undoubtedly the place to be. It was the heart of all space ports- the most well known, popular, and crowded, with the most to offer, the least restrictions, and, to top it all off, located on a major trade route. Deciding to go to another planet was not a matter of 'How' just of 'When', and Jaxon's extensive relationships with gangs, pirates, and crews gave him a wide variety of people to jump on with. After all, the easiest thing to do would be to join up with some friends who were planning to pass by Tynova. Jaxon would do just that.

Over the course of those two weeks before leaving, Jaxon managed to find a crew that would take him. He knew them well, since he'd apprenticed his gunning on their ship. And though they were not the safest group to travel with, they were happy enough to see him that, hearing of his search, they offered him a free lift if he'd gun for them again. Grateful for his good luck and glad to run into old friends, Jaxon agreed quickly.
Having the whole trip finalized, it seemed to escape Jaxon's mind for awhile, as he busied himself taking care of whatever he had to do before joining Sassy Juice.


It was a bleak Wednesday afternoon when Jaxon was set to board the ship. It had been raining the entire morning while he gathered his things, and had only quieted when he left home and walked down to the port. On board the ship, time passed in a rush of jokes and stories as he caught up with old friends. One or two members of the crew had permanent residence on Cancer, and there was plenty to discuss. They made a few stops on other ports to do (some very illegal) business, and finally landed in Tynova on Thursday afternoon.

The whole trip, though tedious, had passed quickly. Jaxon was as usual more excited than he'd admit to see Toori again. In a way, Toori had taken the place of many of his friends from the gang who'd since moved on, and he felt that he was probably the only person Jaxon could rely on and speak to consistently. He chalked his excitement up to that- if he really couldn't just smother the feeling.

Just before they arrived, Jaxon had changed out of his typical gunner get-up, which consisted of a rather lightweight, all-black attire with as many straps for guns as possible. He'd  been wearing something akin to that when he first met Toori, minus the guns and straps (There was no good reason to walk around Tynova like that). But this time, he settled on something a little more comfortable and simple- a pair of jeans and a snug gray thermal. Jaxon didn't bother to style his hair, which was usually a bit spiky and haphazard, but left it down so it was more or less just a messy blond mop. Nonetheless, he looked good. (Cute, even?) He never spent much time fawning over himself, and that day was no exception. It had hardly taken him ten minutes to get ready and shove his things into a backpack before leaving the ship.

The next order of business would be to find a crew to head back with, but Jaxon wanted to see Toori first. After all, he'd texted him earlier telling him he'd be in around two and it was almost that time exactly. Following the directions he'd been given, it didn't take Jaxon long to find Toori's home. At his doorstep, Jaxon rang the bell and waited patiently, patent grin on his face.
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chelle

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Re: Our conversations are like minefields [Toori]
« Reply #1 on: May 12, 2012, 08:25:01 pm »
Toori had been locked up in his workshop all day, and he hadn't been able to concentrate on anything. It was like torture; every time he sat down with something, a blueprint or a part, he couldn't keep his attention focused and kept finding himself glancing out the window. Even when he knew Jaxon wasn't due for hours he couldn't stay focused, and it was bizarre and worrying because Toori had never had that problem before. Toori had always been able to put his complete focus on what he was working to, usually to the point where he tuned everything else out. This wasn't the case now; somehow Jaxon had wormed his way into Toori's mind and become more distracting than theorems and blueprints.

When Toori finally saw Jaxon from the window of his workshop his stomach clamored up into his throat, and Toori stared for a moment before rushing downstairs. He had his hand on the doorknob before Jaxon rang the bell, and made himself count to ten before opening the door, so maybe Jaxon wouldn't catch on to how desperate he looked.

He all but threw open the door to look at Jaxon, and seeing him again was almost like a breath of fresh air, only Toori didn't even know he'd been breathing the same stale air all this time. Toori had considered things to say; he'd prepared witty quips and jokes he knew Jaxon would appreciate, had even thought of a few endearingly honest things to say about how he'd sort of missed Jaxon.

Actually seeing him there, standing before Toori and looking so nice, all of the words dried up in Toori's throat.

"Hey," he managed at last, with a weak smile.
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Jenny

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Re: Our conversations are like minefields [Toori]
« Reply #2 on: May 12, 2012, 09:38:21 pm »
It wasn't long before the door swung open, and there was Toori.. He was just the way Jaxon had remembered him and imagined him, but much better, because he was really there and it just felt good to see him. There was nothing spectacular or extraordinary about his appearance- he was dressed casually and his hair was a bit messy- but he was still endearing in his own way, even with the weak smile on his face.

"Hey," Jaxon offered in turn, grinning. "Don't look so faint," Jaxon chastised his attitude, inviting himself right into the house by squeezing his way through the door frame. He brushed against Toori somewhat before he was on the threshold. What he could see of the house was nice; simple. He swung around to look at the other. "You look sort of like you have some murderous intent."
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chelle

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Re: Our conversations are like minefields [Toori]
« Reply #3 on: May 12, 2012, 09:46:40 pm »
Toori's smile turned a little less terrified at Jaxon's teasing, as he watched Jaxon move around him and into the hall. He closed the door and then leaned back against it, shaking his head.

"It's good to see you too, Jaxon." Toori said, crossing his arms over his chest.

Toori's house was on the small side, but simple and cozy enough to fit Toori's purposes. The house actually belonged to his grandfather, and had for a long time, since before he was married. Toori wasn't really one to be attached to places or homes, but he loved this place. He had been raised here, and his mother had been raised here. It was no space ship, but it Toori loved it all the same.
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Jenny

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Re: Our conversations are like minefields [Toori]
« Reply #4 on: May 12, 2012, 09:57:18 pm »
Seeing Toori's pose, Jaxon's mirrored it playfully- crossing his arms as well. "You better not try to suffocate me in my sleep or something," he warned with a frown, pretending that he was seriously suspecting Toori of wanting to kill him. He quickly dropped the joke in favor of being honest, though. "It is nice to see you... And I like the place," Jaxon offered as he looked around, trying to find the safe middle road between where he felt most comfortable- complete facetiousness- and sincerity. His eyes lingered on some small details before returning to Toori's. "Where should I put all this?" he asked, lifting up the two backpacks he'd dragged along. Since he'd been gunning, he'd had no choice but to bring the guns with him, too, and they were quite a heavy load.
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chelle

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Re: Our conversations are like minefields [Toori]
« Reply #5 on: May 12, 2012, 10:08:09 pm »
Toori rolled his eyes at Jaxon's joke and then pushed himself away from the wall, taking a few steps toward Jaxon. When Jax mentioned the backpacks Toori eyed them as if he hadn't thought about Jaxon having stuff with him. Which, well, he hadn't.

"You can put them in my room. You'll have to sleep on the couch, sorry, we don't have a guest room." Toori explained, motioning for the stairs, "I'll help you." He went to take one of the backpacks and then  struggled under the surprisingly heavy weight.

"What did you put in here, rocks?" Toori asked, making a face and looking at the backpack warily, wondering what exactly Jaxon had planned for that had required so much stuff. There was obviously more than just and extra change of clothes in these bags.
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Jenny

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Re: Our conversations are like minefields [Toori]
« Reply #6 on: May 12, 2012, 10:15:49 pm »
Jaxon shook his head, about to reassure Toori that he didn't mind sleeping on the couch, but he quickly became distracted as the other insisted on taking one of the backpacks. He had been holding it loosely enough that it was easy for Toori to take it without asking. And once he had it, Toori was clearly surprised by the sudden weight. Jaxon laughed at the look on his face as he regarded the backpack suspiciously. "Not rocks, sorry to disappoint," Jaxon commented sarcastically as he reached out and took the backpack from him. He didn't want Toori, twig that he was, to kill himself carrying it. "Don't worry, I'll carry them," he insisted. "I had to bring my guns. I was doing a job on the trip here," he explained, swinging the backpack of artillery over his shoulder.
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chelle

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Re: Our conversations are like minefields [Toori]
« Reply #7 on: May 12, 2012, 10:26:35 pm »
Toori jumped at the word guns, his eyes going wide and snapping to the bags Jaxon was carrying. Guns? Sure, Toori knew about guns and had fixed them on occasion, but he'd never had cause to use one, or even to learn how to use one. As much as Toori loved space travel and the idea of pirates, in some ways he was still naive about everything that happened on pirate ships. Of course, he knew everything that happened in theory, but having a bag full of guns that had probably recently been used was very different from studying ancient and modern pirate ships in a book.

"You brought guns?" Toori asked, his voice part awe and part fear and making him sound like he was all of eight years old, confronted with a storybook that was perhaps a little too violent for him.
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Jenny

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Re: Our conversations are like minefields [Toori]
« Reply #8 on: May 13, 2012, 07:23:59 am »
With the backpack securely over his shoulder, Jaxon was ready to start moving towards the stairs, but he stopped upon seeing the look on Toori's face. The following question made him laugh-- not mockingly, but warmly. He reached out and ruffled Toori's hair a bit. How could this kid claim he wasn't innocent when he acted like he was eight years old? Regardless, it was of course endearing in that way that Toori was. "Yes, I brought guns," he confirmed, smiling affectionately. "Don't worry, they won't get up and do anything on their own."
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chelle

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Re: Our conversations are like minefields [Toori]
« Reply #9 on: May 14, 2012, 01:30:07 am »
When Jaxon had the gall to reach out and ruffle Toori's hair--like he was a kid--Toori bristled. He also flushed a little, realizing he'd been acting like a kid.

"Yeah, well, they better not," he grumbled, giving Jaxon a glare before leading the way up the stairs.

"My grandfather's room is downstairs. He's asleep right now, you'll meet him later," Toori explained, his tone subdued until he went on, "That's the bathroom, and there's my workshop." He pointed to two doors, one on the right and one on the left, and then started towards a third door at the end of the hall, "And this is my bedroom." He opened the last door, holding it open for Jaxon. His room was on the small side, and mostly tidy. His bed was rumpled and the desk in the corner had papers and bits of machinery strewn all over it, but otherwise his room was simple and plain.
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Jenny

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Re: Our conversations are like minefields [Toori]
« Reply #10 on: May 14, 2012, 05:39:56 am »
Jaxon noticed the way Toori's temper flared up, his face flushing with annoyance, but the reaction did nothing to intimidate him, only to make him smile. He hid a laugh behind his hand, only succeeding because Toori had turned away and was striding up the stairway. Jaxon followed, backpacks in tow, and listened absently to the explanation the other provided. If there was anything he was used to, it was being somewhere he wasn't used to. Before he'd had enough money to put down for an apartment in Cancer, he'd jumped from house to house, and when he worked there were many ships he'd lived on from two days to a month.

This was nothing new, except.. It was? Jaxon wasn't completely sure why he found himself interested in everything, interested in seeing Toori's room, when he was usually so completely apathetic to his surroundings, just content to have a place to sleep- anything beyond that was surplus. Stepping into Toori's room, Jaxon's initial feelings were almost apprehensive, even cautious. There was this smaller part of him which respected the idea of Toori showing him something private, recognized it as an act of faith. There was another part of him, much more prominent, which wanted to make a joke of it to pretend that he didn't care the way he did, that he wasn't interested and glad to have Toori around, glad to be his friend.
 
Naturally, he made a joke of it. "So this is your room?" Jaxon looked around for a moment before his eyes settled on the bed. "I think we could both fit on that bed," he snickered, making his way to it and throwing himself onto it. He rolled onto his back and peered up at Toori playfully.
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chelle

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Re: Our conversations are like minefields [Toori]
« Reply #11 on: May 14, 2012, 11:54:53 am »
"You're sleeping on the couch," Toori bit out, something about seeing Jaxon rolling around on his bed made his hackles rise. He assumed it was his natural affinity for liking things neat. Jaxon, by principal, was not neat. Jaxon left a trail of havoc wherever he went. Jaxon carried around a bag full of guns. Jaxon wasn't neat.

So he assumed it was that, more than anything else, that made him cross his arms over his chest and glare at Jaxon while he rolled around on Toori's bed.

"You're lucky I'm not making you sleep outside."
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Jenny

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Re: Our conversations are like minefields [Toori]
« Reply #12 on: May 14, 2012, 12:18:55 pm »
Facing Toori's stern glare, Jaxon's smile turned to a pout-- quite prepared to play at being hurt. Yet, hearing the comment about sleeping outside, he turned almost indignant, sticking his tongue out. "You wouldn't make me do that," he retorted, refusing to move from the bed though he knew that was the implied command in Toori's glare. Though at least he was no longer rolling around making a mess, but rather, getting comfortable. He folded his arms, locking his hands beneath his head. "I'm not a dog," he complained.
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chelle

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Re: Our conversations are like minefields [Toori]
« Reply #13 on: May 14, 2012, 01:34:29 pm »
Toori raised one eyebrow as he watched Jaxon get comfortable on his bed. There was something distinctly uncomfortable about that. And Jaxon wasn't making a mess, really, so what was it about Jaxon in his bed that was so unnerving?

"You could've fooled me," Toori said, uncrossing his arms just to put his fists on his hips, "Get out of my bed."
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Jenny

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Re: Our conversations are like minefields [Toori]
« Reply #14 on: May 14, 2012, 01:44:02 pm »
"Hey," Jaxon snapped immediately, "I do not look anything like a dog!" he objected, frowning at that. Of course the comment only made him less likely to obey Toori's requests, and the demanding tone the blond used did nothing to help the situation. "Make me," Jaxon teased, sticking his tongue out again. He was pretty sure there was nothing Toori could do to make him get out of his bed.
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chelle

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Re: Our conversations are like minefields [Toori]
« Reply #15 on: May 14, 2012, 03:15:00 pm »
Toori narrowed his eyes at Jaxon, considering this. Jaxon wasn't any larger than Toori, they were about the same height, but Jaxon had the advantage of knowing how to fight. They were actually very similar physically, which Toori had never really noticed until now. It was like the little differences--the way they held themselves, their different levels of confidence, and of course Jaxon's horns and ears--made them seem so dissimilar when really they weren't all that different. That, actually, was a surprising insight into their relationship in general. From the outside they looked like complete opposites: Jaxon was charming and outgoing and attractive, while Toori was withdrawn and shy and unsure. But Jaxon had a way of drawing Toori out of his shell and making him rash and unpredictable, while Toori had been privy to rare moments of vulnerability from Jaxon. And the whole thing felt so right, almost like two puzzle pieces who look completely different snapping perfectly into place.

Toori mentally shook himself from his reverie and decided on a course of action; there was only one way he could best Jaxon in a skirmish: taking him by surprise. Without giving himself time to rethink his actions, Toori launched across the room, leaping onto the bed. He landed on the far side of Jaxon, between him and the wall, and started to push Jaxon towards the edge of the bed.
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Jenny

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Re: Our conversations are like minefields [Toori]
« Reply #16 on: May 14, 2012, 04:08:40 pm »
If there was one thing in the world Jaxon had least expected, it was for Toori to actually follow up on the challenge (As ridiculous as it sounded). His utter lack of expectation hadn't just stemmed from his own arrogant confidence, but from the fact that Toori wasn't always very playful, and he seemed to be feeling a little petulant on that day in particular.

So naturally, when Toori launched himself onto the bed, Jaxon's error in judgment put him at quite the disadvantage. Completely surprised, he had barely any time to think before the blond was shoving him off the bed. He flailed madly as he laughed, losing his balance and falling backwards off of the edge of the bed. He caught himself, though, when he swung a leg over to ground himself and then grabbed onto Toori's arms.

For what it was worth, Jaxon was gentle (--but forceful) when he pushed Toori down onto his own bed with a laugh, reaching for a pillow to hit him with.
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chelle

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Re: Our conversations are like minefields [Toori]
« Reply #17 on: May 14, 2012, 06:25:51 pm »
When Jaxon started to fight back and laugh Toori couldn't help but laugh himself, surrendering as he rarely did to the urge to act like a kid. Jaxon managed to keep himself on the bed and then swung up and pushed Toori back into his pillows. Toori cried out in indignant fury when a pillow whapped him across the face, shoving up at Jaxon. Then he decided to play dirty.

He bucked up to dislodge Jaxon's grip on him and then grabbed Jaxon himself and pulled him down, clamping his teeth around the closest part of Jaxon he could reach (the meat of Jaxon's shoulder). He bit Jaxon hard but released him quickly, laughing a bit maniacally and scrambling out from under him in order to escape retribution.
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Jenny

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Re: Our conversations are like minefields [Toori]
« Reply #18 on: May 14, 2012, 06:41:26 pm »
Though Jaxon had plans to pursue the pillow fight, the plan was quickly foiled when Toori shoved him and shook him off. He dropped the pillow in reaction, laughing and squirming as Toori grabbed him and pulled him down, not quite knowing what to expect. At the sudden fierce bite, Jaxon let out a surprised yelp- in too much disbelief to stop Toori from escaping. He touched his shoulder and gawked at Toori from the bed.

"Did you just bite me?" he asked incredulously, his body heating up for god-knows-what-reason. Toori bit him. It was... Whatever he thought, dismissing the train of thought quickly because he knew exactly where it was going and Toori biting him had nothing to do with that.

 Eager to seek his revenge (And to not think of what had just happened), Jaxon pushed himself off the bed and came at Toori, grabbing him around the middle and throwing him back to the bed. Jaxon followed suit, climbing over him with his knees against Toori's hips. With the thin blond below him, Jaxon smirked and put his hands on his waist, running them up to his ribs and tickling him pitilessly.
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chelle

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Re: Our conversations are like minefields [Toori]
« Reply #19 on: May 14, 2012, 06:55:41 pm »
Toori could only laugh in response to Jaxon's incredulous question, making a dash for the door but too late because Jaxon caught him around the middle. Toori bounced a little when he was thrown onto the bed, his breath catching a little in surprise, taking just long enough being surprised for Jaxon to climb on top of him and pin him again. That was totally unfair, how Jaxon kept pinning him so easily, but before Toori could put his mind to escape Jaxon's fingers were running up his stomach and Toori couldn't swallow the little bubble of a laugh.

Jaxon's attack was swift and devastating; within seconds Toori dissolved into embarrassingly high-pitched giggles, kicking and pushing at Jaxon ineffectually. Toori was hopelessly ticklish and the onslaught of Jaxon's fingers robbed him of any strength or brain power left to defend himself.

"No--! Jax--! You bastard--ahah--!" Toori cried, laughing too hard to be really angry, his cheeks flushed and his hair mussed and his fingers fisted in Jaxon's shirt, unable to do anything but push at Jaxon's chest.
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