A SONG OF WINE AND FIRE - [Ryuu]

[SATO KAZUKI]

[atrb=border,0,true][atrb=style, width:275px; padding:5px; border-left: 10px solid E6E6E6;][atrb=valign,middle][style= height:310px; overflow:auto; padding-right:7px;] Friday night meant one thing to Kazuki and that was payday. The little check he received was nothing in comparison to the grants he got just for existing back home, but he felt pride in having something he'd earned. And this particular Friday, Kazuki felt entitled to a treat - a bar-hopping, nightclubbing experience. And who better to share that with than Jo Ryuu? He had tapped out a text message to him earlier, smiling briefly at the grumpy, bouncing emoticon he'd linked with Ryuu's name in his contacts. Hopefully, the younger professor would join him on his exploits tonight. It also meant he didn't have to see his students for two days. Much as he loved the little monsters it was best to get the hell out of dodge on weekends and vacations, if he wanted a chance to enjoy himself. There was only one thing stopping Kazuki from leaving his office and heading to Roppogni and that was... himself. Or rather, it was the colossal amount of work he needed to The pile of paperwork on his desk could run in an art gallery, as the only way to describe how high it was stacked was artistic. Kazuki stared at the pile for all of thirty second before carefully closing the door. "Hm. I should incinerate that." He mumbled to himself. Ha. Even imminent bonfires would have to wait for the next day. Tonight was party. Two hours later, he was cruising through Roppogni, dressed for a night out. Upon finding his favorite bar, he slipped in and straddled the stool at the bar. "A glass of wine please. Oh, and with one of those little umbrellas." He chose to ignore the odd look the bartender gave him, settling into his first stop for the night. When it arrived, he absentmindedly twirled his earring, not daring to sip his drink without proper (read: non-lightweight) supervision. With any luck, Ryuu-kun would be there shortly. [/style]

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[jo ryuu]

[atrb=vAlign,top][atrb=width,400][atrb=border,0,true][atrb=cellspacing,0,true][style=float: left; width: 120px; padding: 10 14 0 10;][/style][style=font-family: verdana; font-size: 10px; text-align: justify; letter-spacing: 1px; line-height: 13px; padding: 10px;]Ryuu found it a bit difficult to get used to the idea of actually going somewhere for fun. It was probably--no, most definitely because of the fact that he just never really had the time to do such things anymore. He'd like to have fun but things just piled up and he didn't know whether or not he even had time to stop and breathe. Now was a chance to stop and breathe though. It was the weekend, he had to get it through his mind that the had two whole days to catch up. He didn't have to worry about dealing with students or trying to keep himself calm when said adolescents decided that work he gave them was apparently voluntary or not necessary to complete. He was obviously just lecturing because he felt like it, right? Never mind the fact that he was being paid, he did care for the money but he wanted the situation to be enjoyable for him and the students. Sometimes his efforts were just wasted, that was all. No big deal. The taste of defeat was easy enough to wash down. However, the invitation had been a bit unexpected. And that was where this was difficult to understand. He had gotten the text just as he was entering his home and had to stop and blink down at it for a few moments before the weight of the situation really settled in. What might be just a friendly invitation to go out drinking to one person was something quite different for Ryuu. He hadn't done this in what seemed to be forever. He didn't know if his mind could handle being out in what was supposed to be a fun environment. What was fun? Had he ever had fun before? He wasn't about to give up on a chance to be in the company of an adult though. He'd been surrounded by teenagers all day and he didn't want to have to deal with the idea of papers or anything for a while. So he had replied in the affirmative and done his best to find something other than a dress shirt and tie to wear but didn't do very well. His wardrobe was limited because, once again, what was fun? Moments after he had gutted his closet he was out the door, stuffing his cellphone and any needed funds into his pockets before he pulled the door shut behind him. He found his way to the bar and parked his car to the wayside before letting out a breath--he wasn't even sure if he was nervous or just nauseous, or maybe it was both, for whatever reason--and entering the bar. He found his way to the actual bar and took a seat beside Kazuki, not searching out the bartender just yet and looking down at the wineglass his drinking companion had ordered. "That almost seems like a good idea," he started, "considering I have no idea how many places we'll be going to." He cast a thoughtful expression toward him before he ordered a similar drink. He refrained from requesting the minuscule decoration, though, seeing no point in it himself but deciding that 'to each his own' would suit this situation nicely. [/style]

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[SATO KAZUKI]

[atrb=border,0,true][atrb=style, width:275px; padding:5px; border-left: 10px solid E6E6E6;][atrb=valign,middle][style= height:310px; overflow:auto; padding-right:7px;] Ryuu’s arrival had amused him, something that was hard to achieve, but worth the effort. A flicker of a smile curving around his lips could be interpreted as playful or tender. It was hard not to be affectionate toward the younger professor. Were they younger, Kazuki may have reached out and fluffed his hair if not only to see if he could emulate the grouchy emoticon on his phone to perfection. Perhaps there would also be a tuft of hair, sprouting like a dandelion caught in the wind. The image tickled him so much, he had to raise his glass and hide his laugh behind it. But, in an instant, the mirth was gone and replaced with a more pensive expression, studying Ryuu much as he would evaluate the tests and quizzes his students gave him. You can take the teacher out of the classroom... He mused to himself. His finger traced the rim of his wine glass, nursing but never taking a sip, pausing only to play with the umbrella. It twirled to and fro, not unlike a ballerina’s skirt. “But isn’t that the fun of it, not knowing what you’re going to do next?” was Kazuki’s coy, yet vague, reply. He raised his eyebrows to the younger teacher. “I would hate for all of my life to be fit into a perfect schedule. I hear enough bell rings for shift changes as is. If I'm going to live with relative excitement, I prefer my future to be multiple choice.” Ever the professor... He bit his lip, tilting his head until jade strands of hair fell into his eyes. “Then again, perhaps that’s the lifestyle you enjoy, Ryuu-kun.” It was not an insult, but an insight. Had he not, in part, enjoyed it as well, he would have long left and returned back to England. Back to a country that, while beautiful, had exhausted his mind to no end. Shaking that thought out of his head, he gave his attention back to Ryuu, his hands now embracing the flute of the glass, warming his wine even more. “How’ve you’re kids been today? Nasty little buggers, I suspect.” There was a twinkle in his eye, proof that he was only teasing. Ryuu was too straight-laced in his mind, too strict to allow his students any leeway of terribleness. Kazuki, on the other hand... He finally took a sip of his glass, waiting for his co-worker's response. [/style]

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[jo ryuu]

[atrb=vAlign,top][atrb=width,400][atrb=border,0,true][atrb=cellspacing,0,true][style=float: left; width: 120px; padding: 10 14 0 10;][/style][style=font-family: verdana; font-size: 10px; text-align: justify; letter-spacing: 1px; line-height: 13px; padding: 10px;]almost as soon as his drink was presented to him, ryuu had to take a sip and wash down the nerves that were tempting to well up in his throat. with the small sip he did seem to calm down a bit, though he didn't quite know why. maybe it was all in his head and he was willing his brain to calm down even now, instantly after his first tasting sip. he raised a brow toward the other professor at his musings. "i suppose it might be fun if i didn't have to worry about passing out somewhere where i'd no idea where i was," he said over the rim of his wineglass. "but maybe i need sense of adventure to appreciate the fun that situation would be filled with," he said, nearly laughing abut keeping all signs of mirth hidden from his face. "i don't know, schedules just offer some sort of comfort sometimes. at least you'll know where you'll be three hours down the line if all goes according to plan." he swirled his drink around his glass before taking another sip. "could end up sort of boring, though, i suppose, knowing exactly what you'll be doing forever..." he offered a microscopic smile toward his coworker and decided that he quite possibly had a point there. maybe not knowing what was going to happen next, for once, was a good thing. maybe he would actually end up having fun now. if he was wearing a tie he'd probably loosen it about now; instead he pushed his hair back from his face and accepted defeat with a bit more wine. att he mention of his students, ryuu nearly landed his head on the bar in anguish. "it's not that they're bad kids, i just don't think they understand what it means to actually sit down and do work. i can scare the first years into shutting up but the third years know me well enough that i don't actually punish them," he sighed, staring down at his wine again. "so, yes, nasty little buggers probably is a good way to put it." he laughed over his glass and then raised a brow over at him. "how've yours been?" the inquiry was asked without much worry but amusement at the most. he had heard of kazuki's teaching tactics and found them pretty entertaining, especially in such a technical class as mathematics. [/style]

[atrb=vAlign,top][atrb=width,125][style=border: 1.5px #000000 solid; width: 100px; height: 100px; margin: 14 0 0 10;][/style] [style=font-family: verdana; text-align: left; margin-left: 5px;][style=font-size: 14px; letter-spacing: 3px; text-transform: lowercase; margin-top: -20px;]words,[/style] [style=font-size: 10px; padding: 10px; margin-top: -40px;]400[/style] [style=font-size: 14px; letter-spacing: 3px; text-transform: lowercase; margin-top: -35px;]tags,[/style] [style=font-size: 10px; padding: 10px; margin-top: -40px;]kazuki~[/style] [style=font-size: 14px; letter-spacing: 3px; text-transform: lowercase; margin-top: -35px;]notes,[/style] [style=font-size: 10px; padding: 10px; margin-top: -40px;]so i noticed i was capitalizing in that last post and then i didn't in my other posts so... /lazy. idk. xDDD[/style] [style=font-size: 10px; padding: 10px; margin-top: -40px;]✲ AMB Tanz [/style][/style]

[SATO KAZUKI]

[atrb=border,0,true][atrb=style, width:275px; padding:5px; border-left: 10px solid E6E6E6;][atrb=valign,middle][style= height:310px; overflow:auto; padding-right:7px;] Kazuki’s smile curled on the lip of his wine glass. “You’re such a softie. Your kids are playing right into your heart.” He snickered softly. “But you can keep parading that you’re the tin man. I won’t tell a soul.” As that was a promise he could keep. He didn’t know many souls, after all. “Oh, my monsters?” Kazuki grinned openly and honestly. “They haven’t been giving me too much trouble in the way of not learning.” For the most part, that was true. His students, especially those struggling in math, made the effort to seek him out and ask for additional help, something he was rather proud about (as he’d also heard rumors that he was one of the scary teachers, though they were the rumors he’d never truly tried to quell either). “It’s my overachievers that give me the most trouble. Some of them try to play professor, which isn’t so bad the times they’re correct. My only fear is the times they are wrong and teach the others the wrong formula for the Fibonacci sequence and so on and so forth.” Punishing them hadn't been in the cards, though. Detention wouldn't cut it anyway, as their disruptiveness wasn't from lack of being on topic but from a need to be show-offs. And so, he preferred more creative ways of teaching to keep them on their toes, keep their minds fit and agile. It was, he felt, more effective. Not to mention more fun. He lightly tapped his fingers against the polished hardwood of the bar. “S’why I prefer to level the playing field. They’re the ones that have to be knocked down a peg to remember they’re still students and I’m still the teacher. So I burn... burn their tests every once in a while. Let them know that having all the answers doesn’t make... doesn’t make... make them right!” He had taken a sip or two between sentences and was now staring at his wine glass as if it had hit him before turning his attention back to Ryuu. “The bartender didn’t slip me anything, did he?” He asked nonchalantly, as if he were asking something relatively normal such as ‘is the sky blue?’ or ‘does my hair look green or aquamarine to you?’ And, as if to punctuate this ‘normality’, Kazuki promptly hiccuped. [/style]

[atrb=style, padding:10px; width:115px; background-color: #E6E6E6;][atrb=valign,top] [style=background-color: #F1F1F1; background-attachment: scrolling; height:100px; width:100px; padding:10px; border: 1px dashed #CCCCCC;][/style] [style= border-bottom: 1px dashed #CCCCCC; text-transform: lowercase;]WORDS[/style][style= text-align:right; background-color: #F1F1F1; padding-right:2px;] 408[/style] [style= border-bottom: 1px dashed #CCCCCC; text-transform: lowercase;]NOTES[/style][style= text-align:right; background-color: #F1F1F1; padding-right:2px;]Sorry for the late reply! I was busy with a rl emergency. D:[/style] [style= border-bottom: 1px dashed #CCCCCC; text-transform: lowercase;]CREDIT[/style][style= text-align:right; background-color: #F1F1F1; padding-right:2px;]VENICE of OTE[/style]

[jo ryuu]

[atrb=vAlign,top][atrb=width,400][atrb=border,0,true][atrb=cellspacing,0,true] [style=font-family: verdana; font-size: 10px; text-align: justify; letter-spacing: 1px; line-height: 13px; padding: 10px;]never having been called a softie before, ryuu didn't quite know how to take the remark, but nodded his thanks when he was told his reputation would remain he couldn't have the students taking advantage of the fact that he was slowly beginning to find the good in each and every one of his students, something he did but did his best to keep hidden always. he loved people, he loved being around them, there was just this sarcastic defense mechanism that had somehow developed his entire personality. it hadn't done much good against keeping other people from wanting be drag him to bars though, he mused with a small smirk as he took another swallow of his wine. he listened as kazuki spoke, nodding a bit. "oh, i know what you mean," he laughed, thinking to his own class. he didn't have nearly as many know-it-all's one would think there could be in an english class but he did have a few. it was easy to appear smarter than dozers and doodlers, though, he supposed. maybe he didn't have any wannabe professors, actually, now that he thought about it. he just had lazy students, and then the better students who sometimes paid attention to the weird-eyed professor ranting in the front of the room. he supposed he could be amusing sometimes. maybe the amusement factor was what caused the few who did pay attention to offer it. he just didn't know what more he could do to actually get the class to respond to lessons. as his companion's speech began to stumble over itself, ryuu raised a brow. he had watched him take many frequent sips and only remembered when he began having vocal difficulties that perhaps he had slowed down just a bit. his wine's level had been dwindling but not as quickly as kazuki's had during his monologue. at the question he blinked, and then looked down at his own drink. "i certainly hope not," he said warily, looking over at kazuki as he hiccuped, letting out a small, almost nervous, laugh. "you'd think you'd know how to keep a pace by now." he wasn't sure where the night would be headed if kazuki was already beginning to feel his alcohol. he supposed if he had to he could drive him home, though he wasn't quite looking forward to that possibility. and he didn't feel like being chauffeur, though he supposed it'd be wrong to leave him in the middle of a bar if things got that bad. he hoped they wouldn't though. "you couldn't wait until i was drunk to start? i don't know if i can deal with you any easier when you're like this," he complained, furrowing his brow down at his drink before taking a few quick swallows, hoping to catch up with his hiccuping comrade just so he didn't have to feel like the one responsible for whatever happened to him... though that probably wasn't the best mindset to have. he wasn't sure if he had been taken along to watch out for kazuki when he got like this or not, but he felt like maybe he should. just in case.

[atrb=vAlign,top][atrb=width,125][style=border: 1.5px #000000 solid; width: 100px; height: 100px; margin: 14 0 0 10;][/style] [style=font-family: verdana; text-align: left; margin-left: 5px;][style=font-size: 14px; letter-spacing: 3px; text-transform: lowercase; margin-top: -20px;]words,[/style] [style=font-size: 10px; padding: 10px; margin-top: -40px;]525[/style] [style=font-size: 14px; letter-spacing: 3px; text-transform: lowercase; margin-top: -35px;]tags,[/style] [style=font-size: 10px; padding: 10px; margin-top: -40px;]kazuki~[/style] [style=font-size: 14px; letter-spacing: 3px; text-transform: lowercase; margin-top: -35px;]notes,[/style] [style=font-size: 10px; padding: 10px; margin-top: -40px;]that's fine! i hope everything's all right now...? DD:[/style] [style=font-size: 10px; padding: 10px; margin-top: -40px;]✲ AMB Tanz [/style][/style]