Blue Bloods and Boy Toys //open//OXO//
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ofc if you would like to that would be amazing.
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shrug i had several very vague ideas but nothing set. so whatever you want really.
(I hope this works)
A short male stood near the wall, his blue-gray eyes scanning the people around, his gaze never lasting for more than a second. He wore darker colored clothes, with long sleeves and a cloak over his shoulders, the fabric loose and flowy to hide the blades he wore underneath. A taller male with the same color hair approached him, the taller male said something, not getting the shorter’s attention he moved directly into his line of sight. “Liam-”
Liam blinked a few times, “Oh- yes?”
“Are you just going to stand here the whole time?”
“I am working”
“No one asked you to work”
“Well I am sure no one would ask to be killed-”
“You are here to enjoy yourself”
“I am here because you made me come here Gainor”
Gainor shook his head and grabbed Liam’s arm, pulling him into the crowd. Liam pulled away from Gainor with a glare. “I wish you would stop”
“And I wish you would dance with someone, I already promised plenty of young women a dance with my brother”
“I am guessing you didn’t tell them which”
“Well… I said that he’s much better with a blade than I”
“And they assume you meant Tayon, not me”
“Eh, doesn't matter, I didn’t specify so, I’m not lying” Gainor smirked, “Just one dance Lee ''.
Liam sighed, “one dance, and you’ll leave me alone?”
Gainor nodded, “yes fine,” He pushed Liam in front of him into the crowd, leaving his younger brother alone.
Liam sighed, running his hand through his hair, scanning the people closest to him.
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(sorry i got distracted)
Neo's nimble feet moved effortlessly across the dance floor, his body swaying in perfect sync with the rhythm. With each beat of the music, he seamlessly switched partners, spinning and twirling them around as if they were mere extensions of his own graceful movements.
He traded partners smoothly like a well-oiled machine, embracing every new dancer that came into his path. From salsa dancers to swing enthusiasts, from ballroom champions. Neo effortlessly transitioned between genres while leaving an indelible mark on each participant.
Finally the music stoped and Neo collapsed into a chair at one of the tables around the outskirts of the floor. Waving at one of the servants to bring him a drink. They did, and Neo drained it, whisky burning his throat as he handed the empty cup back to the servant.
Liam noticed one male that seemed to stand out, maybe not to others, but to him. He carefully followed the stranger, watching him switch between dance partners, leaving them with a strange look. He watched the male sit and get a drink, and thought whether or not to approach him. It was only a matter of time before Gainor came after him again, meaning he would have to at least dance with one person, not that he wanted to. He sighed, running his hand through his hair.
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Neo picked at his nails. He knew that the moment he stood up he would be bombarded with requests to dance. He needed to get out of there. The room was getting too stuffy. He looked up at the giant clock hanging above the hall. It was just after 12. The masquerade won't be ending until well after 3am.
Neo looked around and stood up carful not to draw attention as he slipped into a dark hallway leading off the side.
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Neo wandered to the end of the hall where he opened a set of glass doors leading to a balcony. He pulled out a cigar which he promptly lit and stuck in his mouth. Blue smoke clouding around him.
He looked over the below land and the festivities happening when he felt a prickle on the back of his neck. He slowly moved the hand that was not supporting the cigar to the hilt of his sword, gripping it in preparation.
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Neo took another long drag. "Can i help you?" he asked without turning aruond
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Neo turned around, blew a smoke ring, and stared at Liam. "Why do you care?" He raised an eyebrow and blew blue smoke from out of his nose.
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Neo looked down at himself and back up at Liam. "Me, a threat?" he lowered his voice and laced it with an air of innocence. His eyes softening.
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"well obviously i'm not from here." He said slowly so as to test the ground. "Why does my land of origin determine if i'm a threat or not?"
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Neo's demeanor changed, he frowned and shifted his grip on his sword. "And what do you think i am exactly?"
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"Oh i don't know, maybe it's because i'm being threatened by a stranger with a knife." Neo took a step back, or at least tried too, but bumped into the railing instead. His eyes followed Liam's knife as he spun it.
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Neo felt his heart pounding in his chest. "no, no. this is a threat."
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Nodding, Neo straightened and reached out with his foot. sliding the knife back towards him. He reached down and picked it up, carful not to brake eye contact with Liam.
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Neo tucked the knife into his belt and sighed. "Now what do you want?"