How Do I Explain THIS One? (Invite Only)

[nintendonut1]

(For now, me, Felix, FF, and Mugen)

During Seven's stay so far, Double D seemed like the only person who really WANTED him here. The others... not so much. Even the ones who seemed tolerable of him didn't bother to talk to him much; only odd stares even told him that anyone was aware of his existance.

So, naturally, the half-angel's expression nervous dread didn't come at any surprise to Elwood. As he worked away listlessly with his chrochet, the tranny usually remained neutral in tense conflicts like these, but he had to feel for the kid, it couldn't have been easy. Especially with Double D out of the house on an errand. As suspicious as he was, it didn't seem fair that everyone seemed against him.

With that, Elwood scooted down closer to Seven, fidgeting a little bit to get comfortable. Maybe a LITTLE bit of friendliness wouldn't hurt. It wasn't like he was gonna lash out at anyone with just a simple...

"Hi," he greeted. "How are you doing?"

(just setting the scene here. Edd will come in with my next post)

[mugenginga]

Seven had hovered more than a fair bit close to Edd, showing what would appear to be a lack of knowledge about personal space, but had kept mostly quiet. It was likely not much work on the mecha had been done, either because everyone was nervous about Seven or Edd has begged them to wait until he could get Seven to understand things better. Seven had seemed pretty depressed, although the source wasn't those in the House of Blue Leaves. He wanted to go home really badly. Ask for an explanation, anything to make sense of this.

When Edd had left, he had holed himself in a corner near the door to Edd's room. His wings were folded around him in a manner that seemed to exist to conceal himself from the others. He was still extremely nervous here, and it showed with his every mannerism.

When Elwood had approached him, he had only known for his training. He had slipped a bit to the side, but when it became apparent to him Elwood was determined he stopped. He kept his face concealed behind his wings as Elwood spoke to him. There was a long awkward silence before Seven finally spoke in a very hushed voice.

_{"I don't like it here."}

[Felix Falora]

(Since no one is posting, I'll just put in a little filler! Muwahahahahahaha!)

Trevor noticed Elwood and Seven close together and sighed. Ever since Edd brought Seven here, things have been tense. He doesn't want to be here. No one else really wants him here either. Kyle and King have been pushing for him to be sent away, but Edd's not giving any ground. The good in him is screaming that he WILL teach Seven that what he has been taught in life is wrong and that he will convert Seven into a new, wholesome good person... If I didn't know any better, I'd swear at this point that Edd was the reincarnation of Christ. But the drama is too much. There has to be a way to make something funny happen, even in this current atmosphere. He then noticed Lucy standing outside of Masahiro's room and, as he walked closer, he could make out the faint sound of music playing. Lucy looked heavenstruck and, as Trevor looked inside, he could hear why.

"Douce dame jolie,
Pour dieu ne pensés mie
Que nulle ait signorie
Seur moy fors vous seulement.

Qu'adès sans tricherie
Chierie
Vous ay et humblement
Tous les jours de ma vie
Servie
Sans villain pensement.

Helas! et je mendie
D'esperance et d'aïe;
Dont ma joie est fenie,
Se pité ne vous en prent."

Masahiro was inside the room singing some sort of music. Trevor almost cursed right there, wondering why Masahiro chose to hide that voice and not sing in the karaoke bar before all of this. Then he grinned and slunk off in the house. When he returned, he was holding Perceval and, opening the door lightly, Masahiro could be more easily hear to Perceval. By this point, Masahiro had gotten a good ways into the song and was nearing the end.

"Douce dame jolie,
Pour dieu ne pensés mie
Que nulle ait signorie
Seur moy fors vous seulement.

Et quant ma maladie
Garie
Ne sera nullement
Sans vous, douce anemie,
Qui lie
Estes de mon tourment,

A jointes mains deprie
Vo cuer, puis qu'il m'oublie,
Que temprement m'ocie,
Car trop langui longuement.

Douce dame jolie,
Pour dieu ne pensés mie
Que nulle ait signorie
Seur moy fors vous seulement."

At the end of the song, Masahiro sighed and laid back in his bed. Then he looked to the door and he noticed Trevor holding Perceval at the door. It took him a few seconds for his brain to register what he was seeing. Then red flushed over his face as his eyes widened and suddenly he sat up, pointing at Trevor. "Wh-What are you doing?!" he shouted.

"Making something that isn't dramatic and negative happen! Let there be fluffiness for once, ok?!" Trevor replied, just as loud as Masahiro, but not as angry or embarassed, but more dramatically, dramatically in the sense that he was on stage or something and not the same drama that they'd been plagued with for a while now. "Besides, you didn't sing at the karaoke bar before Seven came into our humble abode, so it's only right that you get caught singing now."

"I only really didn't sing due to King having that conversation with me that caused even more drama in the first place!" Masahiro replied. "Otherwise you know darn well that Eddy, Tree, and the others would've made me sing! So you can't really pin this on me!"

"It doesn't really matter now. Perceval has heard your grand voice, so all is well again. Maybe there'll be a make-out scene or something while I'm gone, but either way, thank the heavens for something that isn't death, blood, gore, violence, crying, drama, and what not for once." With that, Trevor left Perceval with a now very flustered Masahiro.

(This is the song that Masahiro was singing.
www.youtube.com/watch?v=MeeuqGyualQ
If I must translate it, let me know.)

[Firebreath Fishslap]

Kyle had made his feelings on Seven very clear from the moment he'd entered the house.

"If you hurt Double D in any way, I'll kill you."

That had been the first thing Kyle had said to Seven once he'd settled into the house. Kyle didn't understand why he hated Seven so much. Was it because he was an angel? Or was it some kind of jealousy? Kyle didn't want to think that was the reason. He didn't want to be like Felix.

Still, Kyle didn't like being around Seven. It had gotten to the point he'd had to get out of the house for the day a couple days ago so he wouldn't have to be around him. This didn't stop Kyle from feeding him normally, or washing his clothes, or any of the things Kyle did for the others. He just didn't want to be around Seven.

As it was, he was currently occupying himself with housework. Most of the house's regular inhabitants and visitors were off doing other things, including the only person Kyle regularly talked to other than Edd, Crow. Kyle also felt rather nervous around this Elwood person. Admittedly, Kyle was rather effeminate himself, but this Elwood person took that to new levels...

[nintendonut1]

Elwood blinked, his grin quickly dropping. "Well, now, why is that?"

A few death stares from key others quickly reminded him, and he bit his lip. "Err... well, then, we'll, uh... just have to make it better, right?" He patted the angel's shoulder. "What do you say? Anything in particular you wanna do?"

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Whether Masahiro had known it or not, Edd had just approached the House and passed his window when he had started to sing. He stopped and huddled up under the window, listening to the words he understood and shedding a few tears. If only… if only…

Before he could even enter the house, the negative emotions buffeted him all over again. He was beginning to have second thoughts all of the sudden; would this be the straw that broke the camel’s back? Would him, Seven, and the Felix from the past be thrown out after this last upset to their normality?

Edd sighed, his heart heavy with anticipated grief, but he attempted a meek smile at Felix as he grasped the doorknob. “Sh…shall we…?”

[mugenginga]

Every muscle in Seven's body locked up as Elwood placed a hand on his shoulder. For about half a second, it looked almost as if he was going to fight back towards a simple touch. This naturally brought more glares in his direction, and the six winged angelic teenager settled for scooching to the side more, seperating enough that Elwood would have to reach if he wanted to touch him again.

Seven gave a suspicious look towards the group. The feathers of his wings spread in a way that could keep his face mostly concealed but allow him to see the people still staring at him. After a moment, he gave a nervous look towards Elwood before letting his tense wings relax about half an inch. He was still concealed, but there was a subconscious level of trust towards Elwood.

"I don't belong here," Seven said. His voice remained quiet, but he wasn't barely making noise anymore, "Why does Edd... I mean, Double D, want me to stay here?"

[Felix Falora]

King heard Seven and opened his mouth to speak, but quite a few people also turned to give him death glares, as if daring him to speak under penalty of death, 'cause this asshole would not be ruining Edd's progress. So he settled for crossing his arms and giving the ones glaring at him a dirty look before walking off.

"That kid needs to cool the hell down," Trevor said, looking at King with a sigh.

"Are you ok, Perceval?" Masahiro asked the boy with a sigh.

Felix, being from the past, noticed Edd's discomfort. "You're nervous," he said softly, then frowned. "You don't need to do this. I-I know they don't like me, considering what... I... did... you don't have to go down for me, especially if they're already angry at you."

[Firebreath Fishslap]

Kyle suddenly froze in his tracks and dropped the basket full of clothing (labelled "Proprrty of ed" with another label, by Double D below it that read "HIGHLY TOXIC! DO NOT TOUCH!") He hadn't been paying much attention to the conversation with Seven and Elwood after Elwood initially approached him. It was how he was keeping himself calm. But the moment he sensed that person beyond that door, any illusion of calmness was lost. He wheeled toward the door.

"No," Kyle breathed. "No way. Why is he back!?"

[nintendonut1]

Elwood blinked. He wasn't all that sure himself. "Uh... well... you see, he, erm..."

He wouldn't get the chance to answer. The front door opened, gaining everyone's glances. Some relief came at Double D's return, as his presence usually made everyone, especially Seven, a little more comfortable. Though his hesitant expression said a lot, as if there he something he needed to set right, so to say tension lessened wasn't saying all that very much at all.

"Uhhhhhh... hey, Double D!" Natually, Elwood's 'fear of silence' got him speaking up first. "How'd, uhhh... the errand go?"

"...it took an... interesting turn," Double D replied, notably not moving away from the doorway just yet. "I discovered someone... saved him from perpetual emptiness. Now, before I allow him to come in, can I be promised that no one will jump to conclusions before I have a chance to share his tale?"

[mugenginga]

Seven looked somewhat disappointed and a little annoyed with Elwood's response. Of course, there was no good reason. He didn't belong here, and he needed to leave here. He turned away and was putting his hands down to push himself up when the door opened. He dropped back down as Kyle let out his stunned observation and Edd stepped into the doorway.

The teenager looked back at the group to observe their reactions. As far as his observations had gone, most of this group were violent. His original understanding of things. Edd kept them under control, but... in any case, he was wasn't involving himself just yet, instead choosing to watch reactions.

[Felix Falora]

"Kyle, are you ok?" Trevor asked. "That's just Edd, the guy you've been taking care of for quite a while now, of course he's back and I don't see how that's any cause for..." Trevor's speech stopped midway when he saw a head peak in the door timidly. Recognizing the bearer of that face, his jaw nearly dropped. "You've... got to be fucking kidding..."

King heard both Kyle and Trevor and he turned to look out. Upon seeing Felix... let's just put it this way. Kyle and Trevor were rather whipped by the goodness that Edd had inflicted upon the house. King, unfortunately, wasn't fully assimilated just yet. And since Kyle and Trevor wanted to do good, they were most likely apt to do good. King, on the other hand, didn't feel like doing good, henceforth he wasn't apt to do anything other then give into his carnal rage. And before Felix could do anything or be given any warning, despite this incarnation of him having done nothing wrong, a loud gunshot later and the boy fell back, blood pouring from his head at the bullet that had entered his skull.

Masahiro heard the gunshot and grimaced. Holding in all manners of curses to himself, swearing that someday he would just start gibbering in tongues at this rate, he asked Perceval to stay in his room and, grabbing his sword, for being prepared was always what he planned, went to go check on the disturbance.

"No," King said simply, holding a smoking gun in his hand. "I don't know what's going on with you, Double D, but you and I both know that what he did is inexcusable. He is scum, from now until the end of the time, and the only thing that suits him isn't forgiveness, but a cold, bloody, painful death." For someone who came into their life a rather cold, tortured woobie, King hadn't evolved much from his cold state, but rather had become a cynical jackass.

Masahiro noticed King with the gun and saw the victim outside. "Felix? What is he doing here?" the former angel asked with disdain. "Did he come back to mock us with his unwanted presence?" At this moment, Masahiro couldn't tell that this incarnation of Felix was not the one that had hurt Edd, so he only spoke on what he knew.

"Unfortunately I'm with the cynical jackass on this," Trevor said to Edd, motioning to King. "Seven has the potential to be a nice guy, sure, Double D, but Felix already used him all his chances. I think the best thing for him right now would be death, and that's only because the alternative, so I've heard from Masahiro, is living in a world that hates him. With Hell the way it is, I'm sure he'll do better there."

[Firebreath Fishslap]

Kyle was in shock. Not just at the figure that had entered the room, though that was part of it. He was at a loss for words just at the mere appearance of the black winged angel. And then the gunshot had rung out. The bullet sailed past Kyle's head, actually clipping off a few strands of hair as it flew and hit Felix in the head. Kyle's already wide eyes widened, and as he looked back at King, Masahiro, and Trevor, his expression didn't match the Kyle of the past few weeks, but the terrified Kyle they had first welcomed into their home.

"What... what is wrong with you?!" Kyle cried. "King just killed Felix and you're all acting like it's nothing!"

His eyes were trained on King as he spoke. There was a silent fury behind them, but he wasn't acting in any kind of physical way over that fury. He seemed more in shock at the fact that someone had just been shot and seemed very much dead to him.

"I understand that you think Felix is a horrible person!" Kyle cried. "I hate him too, and I think I hate him more than anyone else here, but that doesn't mean you can just shoot him! Just... what is wrong with you all?!"

[mugenginga]

(OOC: As everyone in plot knows, godmoding done with permission! XD)

There was an extended beat after the gun had fired. Seven had gotten to his feet during that beat and jerked his head towards where the black winged figure had fallen, a bullet centered in his head. No one would be denying King could be a good shot, at least. He turned back towards King and his smoking gun as the conversation advanced onward. His hand slowly went to the blade strapped to his side by the makeshift belt.

By the time anyone noticed the movement he was moving. He hit King with full force and unless the man acted quick he'd likely lose his grip on the gun as well. The brunette was knocked to the ground and the blade was brought dangerously close to King's throat. Seven's left hand was flat on King's chest, pushing weight forward to keep the man on the ground.

"What part of this isn't the actions of a mindless killer?! Double D told me to judge people on their own merit. What part of shooting someone in the head like that isn't the action of a mindless killer?!"

He looked like he'd lower the blade and seperate King's head from his shoulders if he didn't get a good response...

[nintendonut1]

(Prue's right after this post, so our order can remain the same XD;)

Double D had hoped, prayed for an accepting invitation. Even then, he wasn’t in the least bit surprised when he wouldn’t receive one.

There came a shot and a scream, and for a split second he thought that shot had been for him. Before he could contemplate any further self-destructive thoughts, he gaped as Felix fell over, panicking for a moment before he remembered Felix’s state of immortality, and relaxed slightly as the dark angel twitched and started moving again.

He wouldn’t have time to relax or even to speak as the one who had fired that bullet was tackled to the ground, and the situation got dangerous all over again. “Stop! Wait! Goddammit, WAIT!!”

He went for the priority, grabbing Seven by the wrist and drawing him away firmly. He tried his best not to be too rough, but the abundance of negative emotion mixed with the hostility of the entire circumstance began to wear on the Angel of Light’s patience, nerves, and civility.

“Enough! Bloodshed does NOT condone more bloodshed!” Double D scolded, releasing Seven once he had relaxed. “And the REST of you! Your behavior appalls me! I ask for a chance to speak and you hurl insults instead!? Perhaps if you had GIVEN me that chance—“ He gestured towards Felix, who was slowly getting up. “—then you’d know that this is NOT the Felix you know! This is NOT the Felix who killed Masahiro, who broke my heart, who betrayed us all!”

[mugenginga]

Seven tried to jerk away, even before noticing who had grabbed his wrist. It probably contributed to Edd's inability to be gentle. Another tug, this time more demanding, pulled Seven off King and to the side. He smacked a corner with his left shoulder and whirled on Edd, frowning and glaring back at King rather than saying what he was immediately thinking about the situation.

The six winged teenager had intended on rebuking Edd. He was a soldier, his purpose was to make a peace that clearly couldn't happen on its own. But before he could get any of that out, the black winged figure began to move. Seven's eyes widened in surprise and he brought up his sword in a defensive posture. His back was to the wall and he was quite aware of those to his side despite his focus being mainly on Felix.

"What is he....?"

If any of the group tried to go at him, he'd fight. He'd fight and try to kill. He was no angel of peace, and while he trusted Edd he was beginning to develop a sense that he was naive and quite possibly brainwashed.