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LUCIO
"Expensive is one word for extortion." Lucio said bluntly. And extortion was perhaps the best word when it came to the abusive costs of their books.
"Money isn't the only reason to break into someone's house. Maybe I just want to wreck up the place," He said, the corners of his mouth barely upturned. But Lucio could appreciate Edwin's calmness about the matter, even if it was disappointing. The way he had startled upon their first meeting implied it would be easy to fluster him, but that did not prove the case. Lucio would have to keep trying. He just needed to find the right button to push.
"Depends on the party." Although largely in agreement with Edwin's statement, there were some parties which could be fun. The smaller ones where your friends got drunk and made harmless fools of themselves, giving you ammo to tease them for weeks to come.
"You're welcome," the Werefeline said, accepting of his position as an excuse. "But try saying 'no'."
"Hm," Lucio mused to himself following Edwin's tangent about Russ, Russ's workout, and stashed snacks. "I'll pass, but thanks," was his response to the offering of food. He liked salty foods, but he wasn't particularly hungry, and he didn't particularly enjoy plain nuts. They had to be in something, such as bread or a sauce.
Edwin took the lead toward Lucio's dorm, but the man did not immediately follow. Instead, the back of Edwin's messy black hair became a splotch on the scenery as Lucio retrieved his phone from his pocket. He put in his pin and clicked on messenger, immediately reminded of the girl's message from earlier. His brows furrowed, right. Lucio scrolled down the list until he found the number of his roommate. He tapped out a quick message to the other man.
Are you home?
Message sent. The 'are' had been written in lowercase, but his phone had autocorrected it to caps, which was fine. His phone loosely held in his hand, Lucio started after Edwin. He didn't have to speed to catch up with him, his naturally larger steps putting him beside Edwin relatively quickly. It didn't matter if Russ was home or not, and Lucio would have his answer soon enough either way, so it hadn't been necessary to send the text, he assessed. But it did no harm, either.
Lucio was a creature of warm weather. He preferred the heat. Did best in it. But the cool air did not perturb him. It was a presence against his skin, chilling his neck and face, but it did not make him cold, even if he preferred the weather 20 degrees hotter. Their walk was one of even strides and long pauses with sparse conversation, most of which Edwin started. Lucio would've been happy to walk in silence, but he enjoyed talking as long as it was about something interesting. Edwin's first topic was perhaps the most boring one he could've picked. But it was relevant, and Lucio could forgive him being boring this once.
"Same," he replied. So far as projects went, the taller man was largely situated. He still had a few to work on, but they weren't anything he was going to do that day. "Nothing in particular," Lucio said, swinging his arms as he walked. "I'll be working on Biology. I like it, but the professor — Ms Cooper — has a kink for coursework." He shrugged, and the listened to Edwin go over his own favourite subjects. The other man seemed to like all of them.
"Russ is right. I am pretty smart," Lucio said flatly, as if reciting a mathematics problem. Lucio did not lack confidence in his intelligence, if anything, he'd been told he could be a bit smug about it. "I hear you're no slouch either."
"Anatomy is my favourite, personally," He returned. And then he cringed internally as he asked the most basic of questions. "What's your Major?" Best to get that mandatory one out of the way.
Lucio huffed at Edwin's declared costume. He had no trouble imagining the gangly man clothed in black with bright highlights, his natural frame making the bones appear all the more elongated. "Do you like to dress up?"
Unprompted, Edwin declared he was going to order food for their session. Lucio shrugged. He didn't feel particularly hungry yet, but eating was fine. He could always save it. More likely, they were going to study long enough that he would want the food. From what he could tell, Edwin was game to study for most of the day, and Lucio was game to study until he grew bored.
"Sure," Lucio responded. "Whatever you want. I'm not picky." And it was true. As a rule, Lucio didn't lie for others' benefit.
"Sokaris, hm?" Lucio pondered the little lark as it flitted around above its Magi's head. Apparently, the bird was not his fan. Lucio knew he could be a divisive person, but he hadn't done anything to Edwin or his little bird yet. Whatever the bird conveyed to Edwin caused the Magi to laugh, and Lucio tilted his head slightly. It was a satisfying sound, and the look of delight on the other man's face conveyed a pleasant sincerity.
"Smart bird," Lucio said, the crack of a smile on his lips. Edwin was going to die, everyone was eventually.
"I did warn you about sharing your information."
"Money isn't the only reason to break into someone's house. Maybe I just want to wreck up the place," He said, the corners of his mouth barely upturned. But Lucio could appreciate Edwin's calmness about the matter, even if it was disappointing. The way he had startled upon their first meeting implied it would be easy to fluster him, but that did not prove the case. Lucio would have to keep trying. He just needed to find the right button to push.
"Depends on the party." Although largely in agreement with Edwin's statement, there were some parties which could be fun. The smaller ones where your friends got drunk and made harmless fools of themselves, giving you ammo to tease them for weeks to come.
"You're welcome," the Werefeline said, accepting of his position as an excuse. "But try saying 'no'."
"Hm," Lucio mused to himself following Edwin's tangent about Russ, Russ's workout, and stashed snacks. "I'll pass, but thanks," was his response to the offering of food. He liked salty foods, but he wasn't particularly hungry, and he didn't particularly enjoy plain nuts. They had to be in something, such as bread or a sauce.
Edwin took the lead toward Lucio's dorm, but the man did not immediately follow. Instead, the back of Edwin's messy black hair became a splotch on the scenery as Lucio retrieved his phone from his pocket. He put in his pin and clicked on messenger, immediately reminded of the girl's message from earlier. His brows furrowed, right. Lucio scrolled down the list until he found the number of his roommate. He tapped out a quick message to the other man.
Are you home?
Message sent. The 'are' had been written in lowercase, but his phone had autocorrected it to caps, which was fine. His phone loosely held in his hand, Lucio started after Edwin. He didn't have to speed to catch up with him, his naturally larger steps putting him beside Edwin relatively quickly. It didn't matter if Russ was home or not, and Lucio would have his answer soon enough either way, so it hadn't been necessary to send the text, he assessed. But it did no harm, either.
Lucio was a creature of warm weather. He preferred the heat. Did best in it. But the cool air did not perturb him. It was a presence against his skin, chilling his neck and face, but it did not make him cold, even if he preferred the weather 20 degrees hotter. Their walk was one of even strides and long pauses with sparse conversation, most of which Edwin started. Lucio would've been happy to walk in silence, but he enjoyed talking as long as it was about something interesting. Edwin's first topic was perhaps the most boring one he could've picked. But it was relevant, and Lucio could forgive him being boring this once.
"Same," he replied. So far as projects went, the taller man was largely situated. He still had a few to work on, but they weren't anything he was going to do that day. "Nothing in particular," Lucio said, swinging his arms as he walked. "I'll be working on Biology. I like it, but the professor — Ms Cooper — has a kink for coursework." He shrugged, and the listened to Edwin go over his own favourite subjects. The other man seemed to like all of them.
"Russ is right. I am pretty smart," Lucio said flatly, as if reciting a mathematics problem. Lucio did not lack confidence in his intelligence, if anything, he'd been told he could be a bit smug about it. "I hear you're no slouch either."
"Anatomy is my favourite, personally," He returned. And then he cringed internally as he asked the most basic of questions. "What's your Major?" Best to get that mandatory one out of the way.
Lucio huffed at Edwin's declared costume. He had no trouble imagining the gangly man clothed in black with bright highlights, his natural frame making the bones appear all the more elongated. "Do you like to dress up?"
Unprompted, Edwin declared he was going to order food for their session. Lucio shrugged. He didn't feel particularly hungry yet, but eating was fine. He could always save it. More likely, they were going to study long enough that he would want the food. From what he could tell, Edwin was game to study for most of the day, and Lucio was game to study until he grew bored.
"Sure," Lucio responded. "Whatever you want. I'm not picky." And it was true. As a rule, Lucio didn't lie for others' benefit.
"Sokaris, hm?" Lucio pondered the little lark as it flitted around above its Magi's head. Apparently, the bird was not his fan. Lucio knew he could be a divisive person, but he hadn't done anything to Edwin or his little bird yet. Whatever the bird conveyed to Edwin caused the Magi to laugh, and Lucio tilted his head slightly. It was a satisfying sound, and the look of delight on the other man's face conveyed a pleasant sincerity.
"Smart bird," Lucio said, the crack of a smile on his lips. Edwin was going to die, everyone was eventually.
"I did warn you about sharing your information."
Code by wren.