Kry blinked. That was the most he did, he had watched the spider until it suddenly went back to wherever it had come from. Now his eyes were on Ivan and he wasn't entirely sure what to do or say, so. He pillowed his hands under his head and shifted his gaze to the sky.

Ivan didn't care. The spider had been on the tree and for all he cared, the tree was just as guilty. He narrowed his eyes as the pressure around continued to grow, a tune beginning to escape his lips as he hummed. He emphasized two different notes as the trees trunk smashed inward once, and then a second time, the wood ripping away as the trunk smashed inward comepletly, causing the tree to tilt before falling away from both him and Kry.

Sebastian stood and ran toward the two, kicking off and flipping over the German at the last second. Sebastian landed on what was left of the trunk and bowed.
"Do forgive the trick, I was feeling playful. I do not believe I have seen you around here before... Let me introduce myself, I am Sebastian Vox."

(Unlike Ivan, Sebastian's manners come from years as a waiter.)

(He's Russian...he just has Scandinavian ancestry, resulting in his almost German looks.)

Ivan grumbled, rubbing the back of his head. "Ivan Demidov," he murmured, narrowing his eyes. He grumbled something as he yawned loudly, closing his eyes. God, he was getting tired. And he hasn't even gone to any of his classes! What a drag...

(X3 like shikamaru)

Sebastian dropped down and sat on the tree trunk, careful to keep his feet away from Kry.
"It really is much too nice of a day for classes."

"Why do you think I'm out here instead of in there, идиот?" Ivan asked, waving his hand for emphasis." He yawned again, but almost choked, a stray piece of pollen from the nearby flower bed flying up his nose, making it burn. "Сукин сын!" he screamed, grabbing his nose.
(идиот = idiot
Сукин сын = Son of a bitch)

Kry was on his feet now, his hands shoved into his pockets and he began to walk away. It was too much for him. He didn't know what to do or say in situations like these. Well that was fine, he didn't need or want friends anyway..so..maybe Ivan and Sebastian could be friends with each other. He didn't even glance over his shoulder when Ivan choked, though mostly because he figured the boy would be alright. Now to find another shade tree to lay under, his long braid swaying gently behind him as he walked.

Ivan lifted his head, eyes widening. He stood, something clenching in his chest. Before he knew it, he had closed the distance between them and his arms around the shorter man's shoulders. He blinked, groaning inwardly. Dammit. He hated his damn impulses.

Kry stopped, his eyes going wide. His body was tense, so tense, but he couldn't make himself relax. He had stopped in his tracks though, and very slowly he reached up to rest his hands on the arms that were around him. A tenative touch, almost as if to make sure he wasn't imagining it. "....Why?" His voice sounded so unsure and he seemed so confused at Ivan's simple actions. No one had been that close to him, at least not in an extremly long time..not since he was a young child, it was a memory he could almost forget.

Ivan blinked, teightening his grip. "I like you, K? And you seemed so lonely earlier so I thought..." he mumbled, a blush forming on his pale skin. This was obviously just as uncomfortable to him, having had no real intimate contact in years.

"Liar...No one likes me." Though when he said it, it sounded more like he was trying to convince himself of that, than accuse Ivan of lieing..Contrary to his words, Kry's body relaxed just a bit, and he leaned into Ivan. Any minute now, all of this would melt away, Ivan was just trying to toy with him, that's all..or it was a weird dream..or someone was going to come out and beat the living hell out the both of them for hugging another man..Kry was almost convinced that something bad was going to happen..afterall. Good things only happened so they could be followed by bad things.

Kry's fears were almost correct save for one detail, the lynch mob was after Sebastian.
"Oh bother..."
The stocky kid Sebastian had almost killed stormed out of the school, flanked by five of his beefy friends.

Ivan smiled, placing his lips and burying his nose into Kry's red haor, closing his eyes. Huh. He smelled like lilacs. How odd...he wasn't expecting such a scent. Maybe strawberry's but never lilacs.

He closed his eyes for a moment. Enjoying the warmth of another body and the feelings it stirred in his own. Though only for a moment, he opened his eyes, and even though his body was a bit more relaxed now, he still seemed tense. "Ah..I..I don't know what to do.." He whispered the words softly, and he seemed so lost, so confused and almost vulnerable. He hated himself for it, knowing he probably appeared pathetic and weak, but there was nothing he could do to help it. He really didn't know what to do.

"Then don't do anything, бабочка," Ivan said, lifting his hand to lightly brush Kry's face. He jerked and lifted his face to teh sound fo a door slamming open. Lovely. A thug and his cronies. He wondered vaguely what they wanted and if they had business with him at all. He doubted it. He's never seen them before.

(бабочка = butterfly, Ivan's new nickname for Kry. XD)

Sebastian unclasped two of the metal bracelet's this time and held them in a formation resembling 'cat's cradle' between his fingers. The beefy kid stopped a few feet away from Sebastian and surprised him by awkwardly placing his hands out palm up in a sign of peace. Sebastian tensed, was it a trap? The kid shook his head and sighed.
"I'm sorry about the bravado, but we had to test you, you are exactly what they say and... we need you... we need any one strong and capable."
The boy looked longingly over at Kry for a second.
"We're tired of the way they treat us. Holing us up in this school like we're freaks... We're planning a little coup d'etat of sorts. We even have a couple of the teachers on our side..."

His eyes fluttered closed for a moment at Ivan's gentle touch...When Ivan jerked suddenly, Kry tensed. His eyes following Ivan's gaze to the group of boys that came out of the school. They seemed pissed about something, but..Kry hadn't done anything to those particular students and Ivan..hadn't he been here all morning? His eyes shifted to Sebastian. That one. The group wanted him. It didn't matter, Kry didn't like the way those boys looked, he wanted to burn them..but..it was against the rules, wasn't it? No killing other students..though..when had rules ever stopped him. He looked at Ivan to see what the Russian would do now.


][Kry's never had a nick-name or a petname before. heh. It's sweet.][

"Coup....d'etat?" Ivan murmured, his smile returning, this time twisting into a sickly satisfied grin. "Interesting....are you interested, бабочка?" he asked, turning to look back at his little butterfly, his eyes gleaming. He had only caught bits and pieces of the conversation, but it didn't matter. All he heard was the promise of Revolution.

Sebastian shifted his posture so he was looking down on the boys from atop the stump.
"And how am I to know that this isn't a trap?"
The boys shifted awkwardly, not sure what to do.

"It's not a trap tovarăş."

Sebastian almost fell off the trunk.
"Brother!?"

"A coup?" His eyes narrowed in thought. If he did that, if word got out that he had been a part of something like that. The government would...He shuddered and leaned against Ivan more, but his body was fully relaxed, and fire seemed to burn in his purple eyes. The corners of his lips quirked up in that ghost of a smile. "It could be entertaining."

Ivan's grin widened as he pulled Kry closer, burying his nose in that sweet smelling hair once more. "да, да....very entertaining," he murmured, a low chuckle escaping his lips. Oh, how entertaining it would be! Those bugs would learn not to cross him! They would all learn!

(Character name: Christian Vox
Age: 19
Picture/description:
Ability: Controls plants, can turn them into weapons if need be.
Personality: Easy going and kind of flaky, but more clever than he lets on.
Bio: Christian left his family when he was fourteen and roamed the country looking for support of a neo-human revolution. He discovered his powers at a very early age, but kept them a secret.
Sides with Neo-humans )

(OOh...sexy.)

Kry sighed almost..happily. At Ivan's nuzzling of him. Slowly and reluctantly he pulled away though. He wanted to watch these people and be more able to react, incase this was some kind of trick. He wouldn't be able to react quickly enough if he was distracted by Ivan touches. His eyes were narrowed in concentration.

][Ivan, Kry, and Christian. Threesome! Woo!! heh..don't mind me..][

Sebastian planted his feet firmly, his entire body becoming tense. He lifted one hand and took off his glasses slowly, then sent a lethal gaze at his brother.
"How dare you call me that. I haven't seen you for five years!"

Christian began to run, his arms outstretched.
"Give your brother a hug!"

Sebastian screamed and launched himself away.
"I'll kill you!"

(Btw, Sebastian and Christian's ancestry is Russian, so they learned stuff from their parents, plus I love the word tovarăş)