De violentes pulsions (Open)

[Romeo Buckland]

Romeo did have an idea about Jocelyn's secondary ability. After all, the blonde teen wasn't the first person the Irish boy encountered who possessed gossamer wings, and he's fairly sure he won't be the last. He knew how crazy, and poten the effects of that magical dust (he's likened it to taking a double dose of lsd at least). Fortunately for Romeo (and unfortunately for Jocelyn), when he's in his armoured form, he didn't need to eat nor breathe - the huge advantages to which meant he couldn't really maintain such a form for more than an hour (after which he'd need a 4-hour nap at least and be so hungry).

"Nice trick. Seems like pixies are magical after all," he said with a grin, almost laughing at the effect the dust had on the jerkwad of a fairy. Who would've thought he's not immune to his own dust? That's quite stupid , he thought. As much as he'd want to punish and actually mangle the blonde's hand for what he did to Fer, Romeo's not a heartless jerk; it's one thing to exact revenge and it's another to attack a mentally unstable douche. "You're pathetic, " muttered Romeo as he gave Jocelyn's fist one last squeeze before shoving him away, "Touch Fer again and I'd make sure you won't be able to fly nor walk. Merry Christmas fairy fag."

He made sure to walk a good distance away from the fairy before turning his power off. "Anyone out there who can bring this poor injured soul to the infirmary?" he shouted to the (surprised) onlookers, "He needs to have his arm checked. Not to mention staying out in the cold while injured probably isn't the best. Careful of the dust around him though."

Good lord he's so hungry. Hopefully Leo still hasn't finished the pizza they ordered last night.

[Jocelyn Delancey]

Jocelyn laughed rather loudly, "Calling me a fag when you're the one that sucks dick bunny boy! Hah! ha ! oh god my sides hurt!" He declared pointing at the other man as he walked off. Leaving him behind in the effects of his own dust. He was far from immune, the effects didn't last as long as they would for someone else, but for him even a few minutes was to long.

Jocelyn laughed after the the other man, "Pathetic lik'y'face faggot ! " he called after the man in his own hysterical laughter. he covered his mouth with his hand. Trying to hold in his laughter as he stumbled over to a bench. His injured hand beginning to bruise, "Fouchk you homo! " he declared to the man. It would only take a few minutes before "'m gonnah devour his pride y'shite !" he declared after the fact. Though he was now quite fond of the idea of torturing fer even further.

Was he afraid of Romeo? Hell no.

"wha'a pussy" he muttered out, looking at his own hand, giving an amused expression.