Skeleton Keys

[Ixidor92]

Sanz let out a sigh and looked for a place to sit


"Do you remember what I said back in the parking garage? Before everything went to hell?"

 

[Ricia]

There was a small round table with two chairs. Only two.


"Uh..." Sage thought for a small moment before putting her hands on her cheek in an embarrassed fashion, "Somthing about making passionate love to me so I don't forget I'm your toy!" Sage said.

 

[Ixidor92]

Sanz's fist came down on Sage's head. Hard enough to leave an impact, but not so hard that it actually caused any real pain


"Replace 'making passionate love' with 'beating of your life' and you have the right idea."


Sanz dragged one of the chairs into the kitchen and sat down on it, resting his chin on one of his hands


"I did not say that without reason. Because if anyone asks what happened tonight, you're going to tell them I beat the ever-loving shit out of you."

 

[Ricia]

Sage shrunk a bit with Sanz's fist. "Ow..." She said, turning around to face him while rubbing her head. She was watching him drag one of her chairs into the room. "I like my idea better..." Sage said before turning to finish eating. "So what?" She asked him.

 

[Ixidor92]

"So what?"


Sanz narrowed his eyes at the boy before standing up and walking over, only a few inches between them


"I don't think you understand how unhealthy it is to remain in association with me."

 

[Ricia]

"Well... I'm pretty sure I understand that part..." Sage put her hands up as a small barrier between her and Sanz... but he was so close. His face... Sage suddenly felt her lips curl into a smirk and she leaned into him leaning into her. Her arms wrapped around his neck, the other around his waist. "Sadly... I have unhealthy obsessions. Stalking tends to be one of them."

 

[Ixidor92]

Sanz closed his eyes and let out an annoyed sigh. He couldn't help but notice that when in physical contact, Sage's figure was very effeminate . . . to the point where one could mistake him for a girl. He put one hand on Sage's head, and pushed back until he was at arm's length


"Tell me. What's more important to you: pursuing your obsessions? Or not being in the hospital by the end of this week?"

 

[Ricia]

Sage then suddenly flailed, her arms outstretched to Sanz as her face was violently rejected from his own. If he had waited any longer... Sage would have stolen what she hoped a pair of lip's virginity. "Maybe if you spend time with me in secret I wouldn't have to stalk you in public." She said.

 

[Ixidor92]

"I have neither the time, nor the desire, to entertain whatever fantasies go on in that sense-addled head of yours."


Sanz shook his head


"Besides, why me? There are dozens of other well-built individuals who don't get into fights on a regular basis, are better mannered, and don't have a target on their back that all high-school gangs are aiming at."

 

[Ricia]

"Because, you seem like you are suffering more than the people you put in the hospital." Sage said simply with a shrug.

 

[Ixidor92]

Sanz didn't know how to reply to that. For the last few years of his life no one had either noticed or cared enough to bother saying anything regarding that. He let out another sigh and went to sit back down


"It's not worth getting people like you hurt over."

 

[Ricia]

"Oooh I love when I shock you into silence!" Sage said with a laugh before pulling out a roast from the oven. She put a slice of it on a plate then handed it to Sanz, "Taste that will ya." Sage told him. She was sure she kept throwing him for a loop. It was funny though... he hadn't figured her out. He still thought she was just some idiot. Was she really though? She just got kidnapped... yet here she was still playing her game. Sage silently surprised herself. She'd have to think on this more...

 

[Ixidor92]

(I just now realized that in the RP it's Friday . . . they wouldn't have classes tomorrow >.>)


Sanz shook his head again


"I told you I wasn't hungry."


Sanz thought back through everything that had happened so far. He had to find some way to get Sage away from him


"Just so you know, we're heading over to my place tomorrow."

 

[Ricia]

"I know... but I'm telling you to try it! Not eat a full meal out of it!" Sage insisted, wiggling the plate in front of him, "You act like I poisoned it."

 

[Ixidor92]

Sanz coughed once into his hand, almost a 'I wouldn't put it past you'


"Why do I need to try it? You're perfectly capable of doing that on your own aren't you?"


At this point, he had to avoid giving any more ground. Even if it was stupid to keep going

 

[Ricia]

"Because, I'm a chef for my job, I have to make sure i'm succeeding at what I do." Sage said with a chuckle, "I have to make money some how."

 

[Ixidor92]

"A~nd?"


Sanz waved his hand in a circle, as if he was waiting for the rest of the argument


"I'm not going to that restaurant any time soon, or probably ever for that matter, so why do you need my opinion?"

 

[Ricia]

"Because your opinion matters." Sage said with the cutest pout she could manage. She puffed her cheeks out like a 4 year old child would.

 

[Ixidor92]

Sanz karate-chopped Sage lightly on the head, ironically enough, as if rebutting a child


"You aren't six. Stop trying to act like it."

 

[Ricia]

"Ow..." Sage said again. No matter what, every time Sanz hit Sage in some manner... she always responded with a tinny ouch. Pain or no. "One little bite, then i'll stop pestering you." She almost said as a beg.

 

[Ixidor92]

"You see, it's that one bite that's the issue. If I take it now, then inevitably you'll expect that you can get away with it again, and then you're going to see how much you can push that 'one bite' until eventually you're forcing me to eat a whole steak."


Sanz waggled his finger back in forth in a very chiding manner


"So no, I'm not going to give in for you to stop pestering me, because that won't solve anything, least of all you pestering me."

 

[Ricia]

Wow, he caught on that game fast. Though she was sure he still didn't know she was playing again. "But... i'm the best cook in the town~" Sage baited more. She wiggled the plate more in front of Sanz. It smelled rather savory, but it was starting to grow cold.

 

[Ixidor92]

Sanz crossed his arms


"You could be the head chef of France's fanciest diner for all I care. My stance remains unchanged. Besides which, I can cook myself, I don't need to rely on someone else."

 

[Ricia]

(And stubborn battle begins.)


"Taking a bit isn't relying on anyone." Sage insisted, she wiggled the plate more smirking. "Come oooon, don't make me be the train!"

 

[Ixidor92]

(Oh I have missed it so)


Sanz rolled his eyes. The plate continually waggling in front of him was starting to get on his nerves. He took the plate from Sage with his right hand, and then stood up, holding his right arm as high as he could reach. Being six foot one, he only stood a few inches taller than sage normally, but standing at full height and holding the plate as high as he could put it quite out of his reach without significant effort


"You really should just stop. I'm not going to change my answer."