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Skeleton Keys

Just keep walking.


Just keep walking.


Get out the door.


He had to make it outside of school grounds beyond the means for Sage to follow him, otherwise it would just be a continuation of the previous night. He exited the front door, still at his brisk walking pace, and started to head for the gate. He was fully ready to jump over the wall if need be.
 
Sage tried to keep up in the best... walking-running pace she could manage. She didn't want to get yelled at or put detention. Though as soon as Sage made it through the school doors, she ran head first towards Sanz. He may have gotten away from her during lunch! BUT! He will not do it again today! She might even risk yelling his nick name out dramatically. Tempting, so tempting.
 
Sanz could here footsteps behind him, but it was difficult to tell if they were heading for him or not with the multitude of other students milling around. He continued at his brisk pace, making it outside the school gate.


"For the love of god, please leave me alone"


He muttered under his breath
 
(Be great if she gets into the same situation of the last RP we did... where he has to be her 'bully' to keep her safe. It was a good way to force them together.)


She was going to do it. It was bound to get him to turn around. If anything, out of anger. "SAAANNNZZYYYY~ Wait for meee~" Sage said almost gittyly. She waved almost frantically at him as she chased him across school grounds. It certainly turned a lot of heads their directions.
 
(Don't know if we'll end up with the EXACT same situation, but maybe something similar might happen :3)


Sanz did not walk briskly back into the school grounds. Nor did he run. He marched back in with such ferocity that he may as well have been a red-plumed freight train plowing back through the crowd of students. In a few seconds he was back in front of Sage, with his hand clamped down on the boy's head just like yesterday


"I though I had made myself very clear yesterday."


Sanz did not yell at Sage . . . but he had such malice behind his words it probably would have been less frightening if he had shouted and screamed in a manner not unlike a tantrum. Instead, he gave off the impression he was holding back some barely-caged beast, which would not be satisfied once released until it had blood. Several more heads turned at the scene, but others turned away, as if they did not wish to see the end result
 
(Just... this.. every time he does this.. I just can't... not laugh. His hand's on Sage's head... Sage's face... ah.. haha. Sorry posting took so long today.)


When Sanz turned around and started to head back to Sage, he looked like he was ready to kill. Oh crap... Sage thought to herself. Was today her death? Would life finally put her out of her misserary!? Sanz then stopped right in front of Sage before clamping his hands down on her head much like he did yesterday.


"AHh.....Ahh...god..." Sage complained when Sanz started to squeeze her cranium again. She was being a hell of a lot more dramatic about the pain then it really was. "You... you wouldn't have come back if I didn't do it!" Sage told him as her hands lightly grasped around his wrists again.
 
(It is a rather hilarious mental image. I don't know why, but I always imagine Sanz having a slight twitch in one eyebrow while he's speaking. Almost like he's about to go over the edge xD )


Sanz narrowed his eyes at Sage, and then did something he hadn't done yesterday. Namely, while Sage's hands were clinging onto his wrists and he was still squeezing his head, he started to lift. Only enough to pull Sage about three or four inches off the ground, but it would not have been a pleasant experience by any means


"Ah, so you wanted me to make good on the promise to rearrange your face then?"


Honestly, Sanz had no intention of doing so. Nor did he usually go this far when threatening someone who wasn't a delinquent like himself. The reasons for this were twofold. One: he was trying to make absolutely sure that no one would suspect a connection between Sage and himself, at least not a friendly one. And two . . . Sage was honestly starting to annoy him. It wasn't even him pretending anymore, he was legitimately getting irritated
 
"Ah..." Sage not started to wigging as Sanz started to pick her up off the ground. She used her hands on his wrist to kind of hold herself up so the pressure was not all from him holding her up. "Ok ok!" Sage said, "A bunny hat?!" Sage said in what sounded like she was freaking out a bit. Reality, she was still just messing with him. "No kittens, no puppies! I'll get you a bunny hat!"
 
Sanz didn't say anything. All he did was drop Sage on the ground, where he landed with a *thump* on his rear. Continuing to not say anything, Sanz grabbed him by the back of his collar and started to walk out of the school grounds, dragging the blue-haired one with him. This was not going to stand anymore


(Goddamit stop making me laugh so hard when I'm trying to cough up phlegm :3)
 
(Hahaha so sorry.)


Sanz then dropped Sage. Just... dropped her. Then.. grabbed her and started to drag her off. This was not all that great for her pants. They were her nicer pants. Ah well.... might as well succumb to her fate. "So... Does this mean we are going to our first date?" Sage asked Sanz.
 
(It's fine. I'm getting better)


"No."


Sanz was very blunt as he dragged Sage up to the side of the forest near the school, and shoved Sage against a tree. His fist followed, and landed mere inches above his head.


"This is not a first date, there will never be a first date, there will never be anything between us. Not friendship, not acquaintances, not ANYTHING!"


His eyes were trained right on Sage's, with real anger in his eyes.


"I don't know why you're so dead-set on trying to get close to me, but it ends now. We are strangers. Nothing more, and never will be anything more."
 
Colliding with the tree hurt. Now he really was being a bit rough. Still, Sage wondered if she'll end up hurt. It wouldn't be the first time she played with thugs. Dangerous games were fun...


"Why not give me a good reason why?" Sage asked him. She leaned against the tree which he through her against. Her hands came behind her to dusk off her pants. How embarrassing.
 
Sanz let out an annoyed exhalation and turned around


"You need a reason? Fine, I'll list them off. I'm a delinquent, I have no desire for your company, I get into fights all the time. If you hang around me, you will get hurt. Anyone who stays around me gets hurt."
 
"How noble.... And lonely." Sage said softly with thought. "So... you go punch thug face in everyday after school to make the loneliness go away?" She asked him rather calmly. It was a surprising change from the tone she had been using up to that point.
 
Sanz, for the first time since Sage had seen him, was quiet. Not him ignoring Sage, but just silence.


"No."


He spoke the word as he started to walk away


"From here on, my business is no concern of yours. It's better for everyone if it stays that way."
 
"You almost look like Atlas.." Sage said watching him walk away. She stayed leaning on the tree, "Are you... Atlas?" She asked him, kicking a bit of dirt.
 
Atlas. The greek titan tasked with carrying the entire earth on his shoulders. Was the comparison apt? Sanz decided not to dwell on it. He kept walking, only giving one last statement over his shoulder before choosing to completely ignore anything else Sage had to say


"That's not for me to decide."
 
Sage watched Sanz go. She didn't say anything back to him, just watched him. She wasn't done with him.... Not even close. He was entertaining for use. But it was time to change her tactics.
 
Sanz walked home in blessed silence. Or at least it should have been blessed. When he got home, all he could do was rest his head against one of the walls and let out a deep sigh


"It's for the best."


He couldn't get close to anyone, they'd just get hurt. Even if it got lonely, even if it meant acting like a complete asshole to people with good intentions . . . it was for the best. He went to bed early that night, sleep not coming to him very fast.
 
The next day, Sage didn't annoy Sanz. Granted she sat next to him as that was her seat... but she didn't bother him at all.
 
Sanz found that Sage left him alone today. Finally, he seemed to have gotten the message. He was allowed to eat his lunch in peace and head home as normal. Or rather, head home in the manner he was expecting. He had been lucky the other afternoon when no one showed up to ambush him. Today he was not so lucky. Four young men, all with flamboyant red hair, were waiting for him. Two of them were wearing roller blades. Sanz let out a sigh and shrugged his shoulder that had his bag hanging over it. Another fight, another fifteen minutes to occupy him.
 
Sanz was not expecting Sage to follow him today. She could tell since he didn't have to run like he was being chased by a mob off school grounds. She did however... follow him. Much like she did last time. She already had an excuse lined up for it. Of course he went his usually way to go find mobs to fight.
 
(I'm thinking she'll have to follow him for a few days for anything to happen)


The fight was fairly uneventful. Anyone who thought wearing roller blades while trying to fight someone in a street brawl was a good idea needed a few pointers on how center of gravity and friction worked. Sanz kept going, leaving the four groaning on the ground, two of them with broken legs. He didn't even look behind him this time to see if anyone was following. He didn't both to check even when entering his suburb.
 
This continued for the next several days. Go to class, head home, get in a fight, make dinner, sleep. As the days wore on, he started to go through fewer back alleys and other such places. He no longer had to look for aggression from local gangs. They came to him. The number of fights decreased as well, with most realizing that randomly throwing guys at the problem wasn't working.


Friday. Sanz had already arrived at school as normal. However, an odd sight sat near the school entrance. It was a large gray dog, with a long muzzle, sitting politely almost as if he were guarding the place. The creature looked almost like it was a wolf . . . it could have been a wolf. Was it a wolf? Freshman were disturbed by the sight, but returning students could only shake their heads. Vralik was finally at school. A look at the small garden beside the building would reveal him. Brown hair, which was very unkempt, as if cut by a knife. Green eyes, and skin tanned by many hours in the forest and sun. He seemed to just be sitting there, looking at the flowers
 
Stalking Sanz didn't happen every day, but nearly all the time. When ever she had off work. It was starting to get boring. She was hoping a thug would reveal some super secret information about him that she otherwise would never be able to find out. Sanz was so secretive that there was nothing in the school rumors that remotely sounded true.


When Sage saw the wolf like dog, she felt a cold shiver run up her spine. Although Sage was a returning student, she didn't quite remember who this boy was. Most likely because she couldn't get past the giant dog. Sage had been standing outside the school gate for 5 minutes now. When she saw Sanz she ran up to him, "Saannzz." She told him almost in a whiny manner, "There is a huge dog at the gate.... go beat it uuup."


Rhea was soon dropped off at the school as well, the sight baffled her a bit. The dog was beautiful, the guy who owned it was never at school. Didn't he know animals were not allowed? Maybe she needed to go tell him. The guy holding the dog looked just a tad bit dazed, almost unaware of the other student's glances.
 

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