Hey, I do what I can, but I'm only one shit-stirrer. [The smirk is back now.] And they've got Petre locked down hard, but I doubt that'll keep him quiet.
[Odd that he's slipped into that 'they' language, even though this man must be part of the staff or at least the X-Men to be here. It's just so clear that he doesn't fit.]
The best night. Nothing like hitting up the seediest parts of NYC and actually having a bed to sleep in afterward.
[But there's still Petre's stupid order on him. It hasn't gotten him into trouble yet, but it's going to. At some point, he'll have to try and make contact with a guy for something, and he'll look like an idiot.
Fucking Petre and his messed up jealousy.]
We're not friends or anything. The staff stuck us together as roommates to try and force us to play nice. [He huffs, gaze shifting upward.] We'll never play nice.
Trust me, man, I know. [He shrugs, his eyes almost lit up from inside as he smiles wickedly.] But nothing's stopping me. They'll never kick someone outta here. Just means they'll learn how much it sucks to bleed out from the heart.
[He chuckles a little, but it's somewhat relieved. He's glad to have found at least one student who has a decent head on their shoulders.]
Hm. I wonder if they'd let me take you for some guard detail at night. A sort of 'this is what happens to people who break the rules' thing. It could be fun, and you'd get credit for work...
Shit. [He glances around the library, a sneer of distaste on his lips.] I won't miss this if you pull it off. Yeah, I skipped out on lockdown, but I still got the worse punishment.
Otoha. [It's easier than Neku's last name, anyway. He doesn't even remember that one. Saku - something?] Got it. As long as you don't call me "Mr. Allerdyce," that always means I'm in shit and it's time for the condescending disapproval. And just "Allerdyce" makes me feel like I really am in juvie. Think you can manage "John?"
[That's pretty much the joke, that the teachers make it so much more complicated when his name is fucking John. But he nods in satisfaction, relieved that at least one teacher here can be normal.
Or his version of it, anyway, which apparently involves organized crime backgrounds.]
You know that I could just take off again, in the middle of the night this time, and it'd get pinned on you since you took responsibility for me. Sure you wanna trust me like that?
[This is a good thing, he shouldn't be sabotaging it, but there are whole batteries of tests to be run even once John genuinely likes someone. People are never really through being tested for his approval.]
Trust? I don't trust you to do anything. I trust people in general to be assholes. I don't trust people specifically. If it gets pinned on me, fine. What are they going to do to me? Kick me out?
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[Odd that he's slipped into that 'they' language, even though this man must be part of the staff or at least the X-Men to be here. It's just so clear that he doesn't fit.]
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[For varying levels of 'fun'.]
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[But there's still Petre's stupid order on him. It hasn't gotten him into trouble yet, but it's going to. At some point, he'll have to try and make contact with a guy for something, and he'll look like an idiot.
Fucking Petre and his messed up jealousy.]
We're not friends or anything. The staff stuck us together as roommates to try and force us to play nice. [He huffs, gaze shifting upward.] We'll never play nice.
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[He's kind of the last person who should be imparting life lessons.]
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[He will pay Petre back for that order. He doesn't know how yet, but he will. The war rages on.]
Just my shitty luck that he's impervious to fire, or they'd be housing an arsonist and a murderer here.
[No John, not in front of staff]
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[And having even one staff member on his side will be a major boost.]
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[He chuckles a little, but it's somewhat relieved. He's glad to have found at least one student who has a decent head on their shoulders.]
Hm. I wonder if they'd let me take you for some guard detail at night. A sort of 'this is what happens to people who break the rules' thing. It could be fun, and you'd get credit for work...
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Seriously? You'd get me out of here?
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[Convincing people isn't exactly his best skill, but he'll give it a shot.]
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[His smile is wry, but inclusive. He's already decided he likes this one.]
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[His face scrunches up.]
- do I know your name?
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[Even with all of these weird English names.]
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Or his version of it, anyway, which apparently involves organized crime backgrounds.]
You know that I could just take off again, in the middle of the night this time, and it'd get pinned on you since you took responsibility for me. Sure you wanna trust me like that?
[This is a good thing, he shouldn't be sabotaging it, but there are whole batteries of tests to be run even once John genuinely likes someone. People are never really through being tested for his approval.]
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Trust? I don't trust you to do anything. I trust people in general to be assholes. I don't trust people specifically. If it gets pinned on me, fine. What are they going to do to me? Kick me out?