A Different Time (Majestic Rose/ Melix )

[Majestic Rose]

(Sounds like Adam)


Blake blushed lightly, "Uh- yeah I'll try." He thought of him as a little brother, seeming to always want his advice, or protection. Although they hadn't know each other that long, so he couldn't really say much.


Before he could continue his train of thought, the boy was on his back.


"Protect you from what?!" He called as if he was responding to his parents. Honestly, he was confused. But he stopped, and turned around.


"We're going back to my place...I think it'll be safer if we're there just in case...I guess I am protecting you." He mumbled lightly, so much to repel Jamie from listening in.

 

[Melix]

"Thank you," Jamie muttered into his neck. Considering that the guy seemed uninterested in tickling him (which was as far as his parents usually got before Jamie left the room in an awful hurry), it seemed that maybe they just didn't have that kind of best friend chemistry about them yet. Maybe he'd make more friends here, while he built a way to get back (or Walter found him, whichever came first) who would be interested in him. Although, this feeling, was not...quite...interest. "You're really kind, you know," he informed Blake happily.There truly aren't a lot of people in this world who would take a man in who he just met- at least, there weren't a lot of people like that where I'm from." Impulsively, he kissed Blake's neck, another silent thank you innappropriate in this modern day and age. "If everyone in this time period is like you, I have no interest in going home."


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[Majestic Rose]

Blake felt a deep blush coat his face at this kiss, it made him walk a little faster, and keep a more stern-expression. It was sweet, and rosy, and it made him more prompted into protecting, and preserving the young boy.


"Most people are jerks...like in any other time...we're not that different."


He knew he was probably not telling the truth, but he did know many people wouldn't take him in like he was.


"And besides, you wouldn't throw down a chance to watch some killer movies with me, now would ya?" He asked, a smile forming on his lips.

 

[Melix]

"I don't know what a movie is, but you're letting me sleep in your house. Anything for you, my modern knight in gleaming armor." Up here being piggy-backed around, he felt at once happy and joyful and glad of the scenery. While it was true the road here was odd (how had they gotten so straight a gleam of black and grey stone? Why the random, metallic circles and holes?), the ride was quite nice. "I know what a killer is, though," he said, continuing their earlier conversation absent-mindedly. "We call the professionals assassins. Is that still a word people use, assassin?" Without thinking about it, he had begun gripping Blake much more tightly. It was a subconscious reaction to being reminded of an every day (and very real) danger to him and his livelihood. "I hope you don't still have mercenaries. And cannons. And armies and war and everything, but that's probably a useless thing to wish."

 

[Majestic Rose]

Blake shook his head, "Calm down, Jamie. Nothing is going to happen to you." He liked thinking the prince was safe with him, of course, he wasn't sure he could guarantee his safety if he went telling everyone about his time traveling adventures.


"Listen, Jamie. Don't go around telling everyone about your...travels...okay? Some people might be very...rude about it."


Rude as in interrogation, or something much worse.


They were almost back at his house, thankfully he could carry Jamie on is back easily.

 

[Melix]

Jamie smiled mysteriously, wondering whether he'd tell anyone else or not. If Blake thought it was a bad idea, then maybe he shouldn't tell anyone else about his time travel serum...Which, he realized in a sudden panic, he didn't have on him. Then he realized if it had landed in someone else's time- well, first they'd have to figure out how to use it. But it reminded him to make more of the truth serum, as soon as possible.Then something else occurred to him. "Wait. Am I in your history unit? Because if I'm not, that means I never make it back home." At some point, he knew, he was going to miss his family dearly. And what then?

 

[Majestic Rose]

"Listen, I don't know anything about time travel, so...I'm not the one to talk to, really no one does." He was still a bit shocked about this, and to think this all began from finding him in his yard. Blake continued to lug him over, finally he walked up to his front door, opening it, and walking in, thankfully the door was wide enough for their entry.


"So, you wanna watch something? A movie? Which is like pictures...but moving pictures. You'll see, I bet you'll like them." He lowered his back, allowing him to get off.

 

[Melix]

"Oh," Jamie said, feeling a little dejected as he was informed that, for once, there was no one around to help him through this dilemma. He'd simply have to think through it himself- even if this meant, as usual, coming to all the wrong conclusions. He was pleasantly surprised when Blake offered to watch a movie with him; the way he described it sounded familiar. "When I was younger, we used to have these paintings that were enchanted by powerful sorcery. They could talk and walk, and they used to tell me stories of magic, and intrigue, and romance, although I was five, so I wasn't too into the whole 'romance' thing quite yet." He slid off Blake's back, turning toward the house.

 

[Majestic Rose]

"Yeah, well, I was thinking a more...scary one. You'll see." He smirked, closing the door behind them. He walked back to Jamie, "Anyway, sit down, I'll put the movie on, close the curtains, get it dark in here. Making it perfect for just the two of us, eh?" His voice was bit Lowe than usual, as he moved over to the flat screen, opening a small cabnet next to it, and began to look through the movies.


( oh mi, he's gonna be all stereotypical guy here)

 

[Melix]

"Okay," Jamie agreed. He was pleased to be in so nice a house- true, it had looked good, for a peasants house, from the outside, but now, looking around, the devices here were like nothing he has ever seen or thought of before. Blake spoke strangely, an effect that made him want to lean in and pay attention to what the other boy said, rather than the "movie" they were about to watch. "Is it about murder, or war, or...?" More interesting was the prospect of modern technology- what would this modern, clunky enchantment have to tell him? He climbed onto the weirdly shaped bed and grabbed Blake's arm. "I'm warning you. I scare easy."

 

[Majestic Rose]

"Murder" he replied as he popped the movie in, going back to the bed where the boy had already set up. He smiled when he grabbed onto him, it wouldn't be that hard after all. "Woah, calm down there princess." He mumbled, taking his arm away, and instead wrapping it around him, pulling him in. "Just watch, don't peep too much, okay?"

 

[Melix]

"I'm a prince," spat Jamie, "not a princess." Had there been a girl born into his family, he might have been more nice about girls, but his dealings with them were typically servants (who were people too unskilled to find any other job), his last old friend, a rather vindictive Rutledge masterpiece, and Walter's stories about Rosemary, a woman who (from what he was told) had her own man but went out of her way to try and steal Adam from him and caused a whole lot of problems some twenty odd years ago. So Jamie didn't have much experience with nice girls. "Alright. I won't speak..." He snuggled as close as he could to Blake without actually sitting on the older male. "...if you let me stay right here."

 

[Majestic Rose]

"Woah there, mister feisty." He hadn't expected that hole rant about him calling the man a princess. Although, the way he responded after was what he was going for. "Oh? Maybe we should just ignore the movie for now." The room was dark, and it was only them, the raging winds outside didn't help the fact either. "I mean, I have to keep my prince safe, right?" He coddled, snuggling closer to him.


(Stereotypical man 2.0)

 

[Melix]

Feeling them being brought closer, Jamie smiled at Blake, a huge silly grin. "Oh, I'm your prince, am I? And exactly when did we make the switch from 'there is no way you're a time traveler' to 'he's my prince'-- no, really. I'm curious as to how we got here." Jamie was right earlier when he'd thought that he wouldn't know what to do if someone were nice to him-- he'd never been this silly or affectionate before, that he could remember, in his entire life. He was just going with whatever came out of his mouth. He remembered just as he did it that this was something Adam would do to reward Walter when he was good. Mwa! A kiss upon Blake's forehead, followed by an immediate look of disgust as he was fully hit by the implication that he'd just done something Adam did to Walter! Yuck!