forestlannister-sna asked: Suddenly, everything became a little bit more real. Forest stilled as he watched the other man, hands reaching to grab onto James' arms. His grip tightened then loosened, tightened once more and finally, his hands fell away. "I'm sorry," he said, voice flat and emotionless as he pushed the other man off of him. He rose and moved to walk away. He was done.

Rolling over, James laughed, leaning back on his hands, he watched Forest move before getting to his feet as well. “Apology accepted, hey, we should go for a drink sometime. Y’throw a pretty mean punch.”

forestlannister-sna asked: "Ah, a tough guy. Original of you," Forest said as he swung at James. Face to face with the ground, if the ground had a face, he probably should have called it quits. But he was just in a sore enough mood, just cranky enough, just tired enough where instead of apologizing, he let out, "Fuck you." And then began to try and rise.

James’s hands slammed down over Forest’s chest, leaning in closer, he smiled. “Oh you would like that wouldn’t ya, but I don’t think you’re really my type…oh no wait, if I squint just so, you kind of fit the bill.” Grinning, he nose nudged against Forest’s own, “You have no idea the ways in which I could fuck you, I will turn you inside out…violate every single inch of your body.”

forestlannister-sna asked: The blows were painful, yes, but Forest wasn't going down that easily. Not that it would matter one way or the other, really. Taking a few swings of his own, he managed to taunt back, "What's the worst you could do?"

“You don’t know me,” James laughed as he licked off some blood from the corner of his mouth, “I’ve caused shitloads of damage. I’ll rearrange your face. Needs a few tweaks here and there anyway.” Tired of dancing around each other, he leaped across and slammed the male to the ground, “All ya have to do is apologize and then I’m gone.”

forestlannister-sna asked: Head jerking to the side, Forest stared at the man. Typical, he guessed. His hands rising up in a ready position, such as it was, he waited for the other man to move. "Guess that makes you the catcher," he said. Though his words were teasing, his tone and face were devoid of most emotions.

Snorting, James said, “No, no. Never. I’m always the one dishing out the best moves,” Winding his neck, he moved in, eyes glinting. “Get it right, bitch.” Sending a foot towards the stranger’s knee, he later swung up towards his opponent’s stomach, grinning. “You sure you wanna do this pretty boy? Might get hurt.”

forestlannister-sna asked: Forest's eyes narrowed. No one ever seemed to take him seriously. He was always the boy who cried wolf or the boy who was joking, wasn't he? One hand on the man's arm, he spoke again, "Take responsibility for this." And with that, his foot raised to connected in a swift kick to James' gut.

Oh  now they were having fun. The kick made James groan and keel over for half a second before his fist swung up and caught Forest’s jaw. Jumping back, grinning, he called out, “Oh is that all ya got? Come on man, gimme something to work with here!”

forestlannister-sna asked: "Is that your idea of a threat?" Forest crossed his arms, looking the other man in the eyes. "I happened to be minding my own business when you rammed into me. Don't try to push the blame on me. And you know what?" He was slowly getting more worked up. Not just at James, mind, but at everything. "You can shove your threats where the sun don't shine."

Walking closer to the man, James grinned, chuckling, he said, “Wow. Is that all you’ve got? Where the sun don’t shine? Holy hell I am so afraid,” With the tip of his fingers, he shoved Forest back and kept his cocky grin on his face. “You should really learn to take responsibility for your actions. You should be apologizing. Not acting like an ass.”

forestlannister-sna asked: Shoulder connecting to another's shoulder, Forest probably would have let it go. That is, of course, until the man had to open his mouth to speak. Eyes rolling, huffing slightly, Forest turned to glare at whoever it was he'd run into. "I could say the same to you, now couldn't I?" He really wasn't in the mood.

“Sure,” James smirked, “Except you’d just be lying since I was perfectly aware of where I was going. Unlike you.” Tilting his head, he then jerked his chin towards the male, “So make sure you keep yourself in line, or I’ll do it for you.”

forestlannister-sna asked: Forest wondered why he was even in this town in the first place. But every time that question ran through his mind, the answer came back immediately. He knew why he was in this town. Put through another changed reality gets to people every now and then. Maybe that's why he was wandering around with nowhere to go and nothing and no one to do. Fun times.

After James had settled back in, he decided that maybe it would be good to snoop around and see how Westfield was handling their warp on reality. His eyes scanned the streets, seeing confused civilians stumble about. Useless little beings put into the world like fodders. But he supposed they had some value.

Especially the ones with ‘power’. It was always fun to manipulate those.

When his shoulder hit a stranger’s, he looked over, blinking, “Watch it.”

Take a trip for Spring Break

Come back and see everyone’s gone time-traveling and shit.

Well damn, I should have ditched the chicks and stayed in borin’ ol’ Westfield if this kind of stuff happens.

Kind of pissed I missed out on the fun.

Ah well.

Guess I’ll cause enough damage for retribution.