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Back to School Diagon Alley Festival! – Log 2

WHO: Anyone visiting Diagon Alley!
TONE: Festive and busy!
RATING: PG-13 for possible language
WHEN: August 23 & 24th
WHERE: Any and all of Diagon Alley
WHAT: There is a huge festival the whole week to let students get school supplies. People from all over are flocking to Diagon Alley for the best deals. That means you might meet new people or see old friends!
STATUS: Ongoing!
NOTE: Remember that this event is semi-open! Any HP AU character can have fun here, whether you're in the game or not, so have fun! If you missed the rush for the first log, here's a second chance to have fun, and start some of that September plotting!

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[Oh sweetie, aren't you being cute?]

[He shrugs one shoulder, leaning back once more] Iz verra eazy, dollink. Hyu say pleaze und thenk hyu. Hyu haff a leedle patience vit pipple who iz not az schmott az hyu. If zumvun disagrees vit hyu, hyu accept it. Schmall tings, really, trifles, like Hy said.

Und in return, Hy giff hyu... ho, how about tventy milliliters a month, for az long az hyu adhere to de conditions ov de agreement. Yah, Hy tink dot seems fair.

So let me get this straight. In return for the blood, you want me to simply acquiesce to any idiot in the school who chooses to say something ridiculous and behave as though they're right? You want me to smile and agree with people spreading blatant misinformation and their moronic view of the world? And you call that easy?

Yes. [he shrugs his shoulders, the corner of his mouth curving up into a small smile] Vhat do hyu care if pipple are schtupid under wrong? Hy mean, Hy alvays got de impression dot hyu deedn't care vhat odder pipple tink, zo vhy vaste hyu time gettink zo op in arms about it. Iz not hyur problem, iz it? Zo let dem be wrong. Hyu got bedder tings to do, like playink vit de unicorn blott Hy vill giff hyu.

[The problem with all that, Maxim, is it makes perfect sense and would be something someone who didn't have an enormous chip on their shoulder might actually be able to do. But most of who West is is wrapped up in how smart he thinks he is, and his need to constantly prove himself, and of course he cares what other people think, he craves respect and admiration for his brain. Not that he even really gets this on a conscious level, or could explain if he did. So he just sits there, staring flummoxed and vaguely outraged at the other boy, not sure what to say for a few moments.]

Ignorance is ... you don't understand! [Is all he can manage.]

Iz not hyu problem. {Maxim repeats, calmly and patiently. It might not seem like it, what with him being the wild and crazy Jaeger that he is, but he's more than used to dealing with people like Herbert West.] Iz like dot sayink, right? Bout leadink horzes to vater, but not makink dem drink. Beatink dem vit books chust ain't gonna vurk, und neidder iz t'rowink hyu schmotts in dere face. Iz h'okay to let pipple be schtupid. Iz not hyu responsibility.

[he pauses, then reaches out to touch Herbert's face] Iz sveet dot hyu care, doh.

[The smaller boy jerks away, scowling and blushing.] It's not sweet, it doesn't have anything to do with that, I just- people are so short sighted! Stupid and- I can't just ignore it! Do you know the kinds of tripe they spew in classes, and call it education? How they treat anyone who has any new ideas?

I will not just sit there and let them walk all over me again! I'm not ... not a damn mouse!

[Ah.... sparks. Gotta love them]

Hyu effer hear de vun 'bout how de best revenge iz a life liffed vell?

[lips twist into a bitter sneer] Oh, yes. Aphorisms. Clever little sayings meant to simplify everything and appease the idiot masses. That's a lovely little one in particular - it means sit down and shut up and mind your business. 'Don't rock the boat.' Ignore mediocrity, and let them do whatever they like. Because all the idiots who've ever scoffed at my great ideas are someone going to care and be angry if I go on to lead a happy life! That's not revenge, that's just another way of bending over and taking it.

[Face. Palm. Herbert, you are this close to being shaken]

Hyu really tink dey gonna care 'bout after schkool? Hhyu tink dey gonna sit dere, gathered 'round de breakfast table efferyday, laughink 'bout dot arrogant leedle bitch ov a Ravenclaw vit hiz head op hiz arze und hiz schtupid leedle ideas 'bout vhateffer it iz hyu do vit corpses?

[He scoffs, folding his arms over his chest as he rolls his eyes] Boy, dey ain't gonna giff a shit 'bout hyu. Hy know, cuz Hy sure ain't. Hy barely effen care now, but hey, Hy like to tink no one's beyond savink. Zo Hy offer help vhere Hy ken. All dis hautiness und schneerink hyu do, iz gonna be de end ov hyu, boy. Hyu makink hyu own mizery. My offer iz only schowink hyu how to make hyu own joy.

[He shrugs one shoulder] If hyu do not vant dot, den Hy em done. Fussink offer hyu iz not vort' my time.

[Herbert really wants that unicorn blood. But more than that, more than anything else, he hates people dismissing him, people acting as though they're better than him, and here is this thug and idiot with his nose in the air, and the Ravenclaw just wants to take a shovel and- ]

You aren't offering to show me anything, you brain-rotted hooligan. You're not some philanthropist, sharing 'joy', you're just exactly like all the rest of them! [spits it out, then forces himself to take a deep breath and draws himself up] It doesn't matter how many people you stick your prick into or bat your eyelashes at, it'll all be gone when you die. I will leave a legacy for generations, for thousands of years!

[And he turns on his heel to stalk off, trying really hard to keep the shaking out of his shoulders. Where, where is Eriq when he needs back-up?]

[It would be so easy just to let him walk away. It really would! He was a smart guy, and smart guys tended to be arrogant little bastards. He was used to it! And he was self-aware enough to know that really, no matter what he'd never measure up intellectually against a guy like West. But something about his attitude just set off the Jaeger in him, that part of him that wanted nothing more than to see the world in ruins.]

[Or rather, the part that wanted to make others scream and writhe in torment, vascillating between agony and ecstasy for hours and hours on end]

[So before West could take another step, Maxim grabbed him, twisting one arm behind his back and wrapping his own around the other boy's shoulder, a tiny little knife in his hand]

Hyu know, dey say genius iz only truly appreciated vhen it's dead. [He purrs softly into Herbert's ear, lips brushing against it fairy wing-light.] Vould hyu like to be appreciated now?

[Herbert makes the most undignified screech/squeak when he's grabbed, his eyes going wide in fear. He's been in this position too many times not to know what comes next, to know that he's going to be hurting before long. He scrambles for his wand, fumbling across his body to try and pull it out of his pocket, underage restriction against magic or no.]

Don't- ! [The soft purring just makes it worse - it makes it utterly clear that Maxim'll enjoy whatever he plans to do to the much smaller boy, and Herbert's never been held up with a knife before. His whole frame trembles with tension and fear ... where the hell is his wand?!]

[Make that currently enjoying what he's doing to the other boy. With the way Maxim is pressed against him, it's fairly obvious what the rush of power and control over the uptight Ravenclaw is doing to him. This is not the sort of bullying Herbert is used to.]

[Humming softly, Maxim lowers his head, pressing his nose into Herbert's shoulder and inhaling] Fear iz soch a vunderful schmell, don'chu think? [He chuckles darkly, flicking his tongue over the other boy's ear before nipping it] Ov courze, a boy like hyu probably neffer schmelt it hyuself, not offer de chemicals und equations dot fill hyu head. Hyu tink hyu zo perfect...

[He slides the knife along Herbert's jaw, drawing a thin line of blood] Hmmm, iz red. Chust like efferybody elze.

[Herbert freezes when the taller boy starts sniffing him. What on earth is he doing? Why would he do that, and why is he licking him ... ? A shiver shoots up his spine, doubtless because of the nerve clusters in his ear lobes, but why would Maxim want to lick him? Is it because the saliva is rather unpleasant feeling, or is he just trying to act like an animal, to scare him?

It's working.]

Of course it's red- [he stammers out, voice trembling, eyes squinting shut at the pain of his skin parting, the fear at having something so sharp so close to so many vital points] The hemoglobin ... iron in the blood ... it ... oxygen ... look, just let me go ...

Ho, Hy vos chust tinink, if Hyu vos zo much better dan efferyvun elze, mebbe hyu vould bleed zumting different, zumting better.

[He shrugs, licking the blood off Herbert's chin before letting him go, and he stands there, a bored expression on his face.]

[It was completely fake. maxim was practically trembling in excitement and arousal. What did Van see in him? He was completely awful. And the thought of Van was the only reason he let Herbert go]

Hy ain't like no body elze, sveety, no matter vhat hyu tink. Hy em a monster, und Hy em dem proud ov it. But Hy still bleed red, chust like hyu.

[Then he uses the knife to cut his palm, not even wincing at the pain before he holds it out]

[The moment he's released, Herbert shoves himself away from the other boy, backpedaling as fast as he can until he runs into a wall, panting, dark eyes huge with alarm. His hand goes to his neck, and he glances down at the blood, then back up at Maxim, slicing into his own hand. His mouth runs on autopilot as he tries to figure a way out of this, or determine if the other boy is actually going to let him go.]

Of course you do, we all do, it's not bodies that make people special. Some people are stronger, some are weaker, but in the end it's all the same. It's the mind that matters ...

[He starts sidling along the wall, never taking his eyes from the other boy.]

[He scoffs at that, rolling his eyes but saying nothing. He just lifts his hand to his lips, slowly licking away the blood]

[sidle, sidle] Do you know how many germs there are in the human mouth? You're going to give yourself an infection.

Hyu know how many germs live in de air? [he arches an eyebrow] Hy been suckink on vounds my whole life, neffer got infected vunce.

[Oh, god, is this the edge of the wall? Herbert doesn't trust the apparent casual attitude Maxim is evincing - he could pounce again at any moment. Okay, just two more steps, two more steps and he can spin and run. He suppose he could scream, too, that would bring someone, but he has far too much pride for that.] That's disgusting. And the germs that live in your mouth are generally far more dangerous. Air kills a great many things.

[Just gonna lick it again, all smug like]

[Ewwww ... okay. One. Two. RUN!!!]

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