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Post by xavier on Oct 4, 2011 3:49:13 GMT -5
 it's close to midnight and something evil is lurking in
the dark under the moonlight you see a sight
that almost stops your heart oh[/i][/size][/font] *******************************************[/center]
Xavier whistled to himself as he waited, patiently, in line to buy the items he'd set out to buy. There was of course a way to do this without the need to move himself - but it would defy the purpose of the whole excercise if he asked Meinrad to get these for him! Because it was to Meinrad's room that he would be setting out afterwards, and Xavier didn't want his servant and friend to think that on top of everything else, he had to run around on small errands for his royal. Besides, having listened to three classes that were more or less the same thing - polithical ethnics - he thought he could use some fresh air. Well that, and he just wanted the chance to stretch his legs a bit. Tornado hadn't arrived yet, but he was anticipating him soon, itching for some good old practice sessions.
His thoughts returned to Meinrad as he made his purchase and exited the small shop. Xavier's brow frowned slightly when he thought about the other guy. He'd been sulking and moping mostly all the while since coming to Dartmouth, and he had a hunch that Meinrad hadn't really changed over the summer, moping-wise. He would have to confirm with with Luna though, she'd been at home in Germany while he'd been flying around the globe and back. So she would probably know more than himself. In any case, that was changing tonight, since Xavier had never really been one to watch another guy suffer. He had a hunch this was because of Marie still, and he didn't think Meinrad should eat himself over her so much.
Of course he could be wrong and she was the 'one' but he highly doubted it. He liked Marie well enough, given that she was P's best friend, but that didn't mean she was any higher in his graces than anyone else he would meet. There were a select few that managed to get into Xavier's close circle, and for the rest he didn't care about much. So, a pack of beer in each hand and a bag hanging from the fingers of one hand with some other goodies, Xavier whistled his way towards Meinrad's room, using the tip of his shoe to knock and then his elbow to open the door and slip in. Or almost stumble in, given that his hands were full. He spread his arms out, a grin on his features, "Look what Santa brought for an early Christmas! How's your day full of intelligent and interesting classes about dissecting been?"
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Tag: meinrad gunter meier
Credit: Ami
Lyrics: Michael Jackson
Notes: hope it's okay
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Post by shideh3 on Oct 4, 2011 9:24:23 GMT -5
 
Meinrad hadn't done much leaving his room in the past-- month or so. The time had all rolled into one, he didn't want to think about how long he'd actually spent without Marie. It wasn't even missing the person she was anymore, just missing having her company and knowing that someone loved him enough to give their life dedication and loyalty. Everyone at Vineheart seemed to have that. His master Xavier had one such relationship amongst the dozens of other couples that Vineheart beheld. It felt like he was the only single person out there, so he didn't want to be out there. Especially since his ex knew some people still at Vineheart. He didn't want to hear about new boyfriends or how she was partying it up with whoever. He just didn't understand what he'd done wrong. His life just felt broken, incomplete. He kept wondering whether their relationship was so bad that he deserved all this pain. Maybe he was just pathetic, maybe nothing he had was good enough to offer anybody.
All he had left of her was a package Marie left for him at the German palace. He'd brought it into his dorm but hadn't touched it, never wanted to open it. He was a fear it was the engagement ring, or maybe just a box of all his stuff. He didn't know what was customary to give your ex. She'd obviously not even cared enough to write his name personally on the address because whoever had written it had spelt it wrong. Meinrad was at Dartmouth with Xavier but Meinrad was part of the Medical school so he wasn't planning on seeing Xavier that much unless he needed something. Meinrad had also applied to do a year-long internship at the local mental hospital for experience. So he was moving on, professionally and educationally. Just.. not on his personal life.
Then Meinrad heard a knock at the door. Normally he'd worry because that meant that Xavier needed him for something and he wasn't already fulfilling his wish. Before he could jolt to the door Xavier was walking in with beer. "Does Santa have an alcohol problem I don't know about?" he smirked, taking the beer out of his hands. It was typical for a loyal servant to make sure their royal never had hands full. "Dissecting? Hardly. We just got to talk about the common cold." Mein shrugged, he knew that the small stuff was just as important in Medicine. Besides it was only his first year, he wasn't getting ready to write a thesis. He was still looking forward to being a doctor, having something that he could say was 'mine'. He wanted to be more than just a simple servant.
"Not that I mind but why are we getting wasted?" he asked amused with his arms folded curiously.
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Post by xavier on Oct 5, 2011 1:44:49 GMT -5
it's close to midnight and something evil is lurking in
the dark under the moonlight you see a sight
that almost stops your heart oh [/i][/size][/font] *******************************************[/center]
"Obviously," Xavier replied in a faux haugty voice while grinning and shutting the door with his foot again, "which is where we come in. We take this off his hands so he doesn't have to worry about it." His grin could probably put the Cheshire cat to shame, but the prince really was in a good mood tonight, and he was set on getting Meinrad out of this gloomy room into the world again. He had a hunch that the guy hadn't really stuck his nose outside the classroom and the dorms much, well that was going to change while he was at it, and since he was a good friend, there was no problem that he could anticipate. Meinrad would probably go with him on order, though Xavier hoped he could persuade the servant to go because he was asked, not ordered.
"And oh you know what I meant," the prince waved his hands dismissively, "you'll be an all mighty doctor someday presiding over the dissections. And when I'm sick I'll know just who to call because I won't trust anyone else. So yo better learn how to treat a cold and flu properly." Meinrad took the packs from him and Xavier put the bag down while he folded himself into a free chair. Being 6 foot 6 didn't help when you needed to get places unnoticed or something, but of course he had perfected the art over his years at Vineheart. Still, sometimes if the chair wasn't the right design, he could look comical sitting in it because it looked as though the thing was way too small for him. Xavier was resigned to the fate of being seen as a giant though. It helped with intimidating people, so he didn't complain all that much in the end.
At Meinrad's question, Xavier lifted a finger, "That, my friend, is a VERY good question. I think you might guess the answer to it if you think hard enough." He paused for dramatical effect; he was in a mood where nothing could really bother him, which was probably good. Meinrad needed some cheering up. "You and me are spending some quality time making sure you get some fresh and possibly club air into those lungs,", he continued after the moment, "because I'm pretty sure you've been locked up in this room when you're not in class. And we're going to talk. So open up a pack of those beers so our throats don't go dry, will you?" Xavier's smile was easy, though his eyes belied that fact; he was worried about Meinrad and he was going to do everything he could to cheer him up.
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Tag: meinrad gunter meier
Credit: Ami
Lyrics: Michael Jackson
Notes: hope it's okay
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Post by shideh3 on Oct 5, 2011 15:58:43 GMT -5
Not that it was rare to see X in a good mood but he was in a very good mood. Meinrad was forced to think that he'd just got laid or something. His smile was bursting out of him. Meinrad just let himself pull up a tiny smile followed by a rumble of laughter at Xavier's judgement of a 'very good question'. As if Xavier even needed a reason to get wasted with him, Mein would do it just to see what funny mishaps X got up to. The guy was a walking disaster, in a fun way. Nothing that happened around him was ever boring. Obediently Meinrad opened the beers over his desk so that his carpet wouldn't meet any of the spillage. He didn't know how much he'd shaken them up beforehand.
"Fine but I'm drinking under your orders, your responsible." just the fact that he'd used the word 'responsible' when speaking to X was enough to make him smile a little. He passed an open can of beer to his royal and took one for himself. He knew if he didn't then X would comment and order him to anyway and Mein liked to do what he was told. Besides, beer might just help. Mein only had one chair in his room and the bed was full of suitcases so he made himself comfortable on the floor. "Do I really need to go to a club?" he asked, swigging his beer. He wondered if this was X's attempt to get him to rebound, like he'd said he should do. Mein still didn't feel ready, or maybe it was because it was a club. He liked to meet girls the organic way.
He crossed his legs and looked down at his beer. His mouth itching to ask if Xavier had heard anything from Marie. The words were here hanging from his lips. He wanted to believe X would answer him if he asked, considering Mein had never withdrawn information from X before. Still, Mein knew what this boy's night was about. And Marie was probably not was Xavier wanted to talk about right now. She was part of the minority of people that X didn't talk to much anyway. Mr Popular had been spending a lot of time with his girlfriend, he probably hadn't had time to even check his phone much less talk to ordinary people like him.
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Post by xavier on Oct 8, 2011 0:15:51 GMT -5
it's close to midnight and something evil is lurking in
the dark under the moonlight you see a sight
that almost stops your heart oh [/i][/size][/font] *******************************************[/center]
The prince laughed; he was doing a lot of laughing these days though not necessarily when it came to classes. He was just in a good mood more or less all the time. It probably had a lot to do with the fact that there was usually a message waiting for him on the phone or, something better, he knew he could text someone special. The thought of Bella always made him smile. He hadn't been in such a good mood in a long time, actually he couldn't remember the time in Vineheart when he would have felt this way, not counting Annalie of course. The fact that he'd been the Casanova at Vineheart didn't mean he'd always been at his happiest. Right now, however, he certainly seemed to be.
"You're making it sound like I'm trying to poison you, man," he laughed, shaking his head and taking a beer from Meinrad before sitting down again, "it's not like you never had a drink before. I should know, I was usually the one giving you said drink." He smiled an easy smile, wondering what exactly was going on in that head of Meinrad's. He couldn't read him nowadays, something that irked Xavier to no end since he couldn't figure out how to act around his friend then. It didn't necessarily mean that he wanted to know everything, but it would be nice if he could know at least SOMETHING and work from there on.
At Meinrad's question, Xavier refrained from laughing. "Yes, you have to. Because otherwise you're gonna be an ameba on the wall before the semester's done," he told him, almost sternly. "To be honest with you, I'm worried. You've never been like me, which isn't bad, but you've become a total recluse, which is even worse." He took a swig of his beer and watched Meinrad closely. Given that their conversation was taking place in German, there was little chance that anyone would ever understand it. His expression changed a little bit when the silence stretched. "What's up, Mein?" he asked, "Usually, you're not this quiet. Talk to me."
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Tag: meinrad gunter meier
Credit: Ami
Lyrics: Michael Jackson
Notes: hope it's okay
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Post by shideh3 on Oct 9, 2011 5:23:21 GMT -5
Meinrad tried to make Xavier's good mood contagious. He tried to catch it like a bug, he tried to stretch his smile as far as it could go. Because Xavier didn't need to listen to his sorrows, it wasn't his job like listening to Xavier was Mein's. "Hey I'm not fighting against the beer I just don't want the latest headline to say 'German prat drinking on the job' he smirked. He knew that wouldn't ever happen or was unlikely to but it was a funny headline to imagine anyway. He wasn't guzzling huge amounts of his beer but he was drinking it at a steady pace. He was always responsible with alcohol unless Xavier told him not to be. It was the story of his life really that he did anything and everything unless Xavier told him not to. Over the years his advice had become less of a royal duty and more of a friend in need treatment.
Mein's eyes opened a little more widely when Xavier said the word worried. It wasn't something he saw on Xavier a lot unless his siblings were involved. "Worried? Xav, everybody goes through break-ups and everyone has their moping stage. It's normal." Meinrad assured him, though the words were foreign to his mind. On the outside, the words made complete sense. The words didn't touch what he felt inside though. "I just wish I could see her again. I miss her so much and I've tried to hate her just so that I stop missing her but it doesn't work." he stopped himself right there, he knew he must sound like an utter pansy to Xavier at this point. With a shrug of his shoulders he added "but I'll get over it" in a low voice before tilting his head back to take another dose of beer.
The fact that Xavier did talk to Marie weighed on Meinrad's mind a lot. Only because Marie didn't talk to him anymore, he wondered what she had to say to his royal that she couldn't say to him. Meinrad was already aware through attempts at sympathy she'd fired at him that she was playing the victim card which confused him to no end. Marie got to jump into her group of friend's hugs, comfort and parties. Mein had Xavier putting him through clubs just to make the thoughts stop. "Alright I'll go to a club but I'm telling you, the rebound thing isn't happening. Not at a club." his teasing grin slowly returning, he wondered if Xavier missed the club scene at all. Maybe they would switch personalities, maybe X would settle down and Mein would be the charmer. Seemed incredibly unlikely though.
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Post by xavier on Oct 10, 2011 0:35:42 GMT -5
it's close to midnight and something evil is lurking in
the dark under the moonlight you see a sight
that almost stops your heart oh [/i][/size][/font] *******************************************[/center]
Meinrad was everything one could ask for in a servant. He'd started out as a servant, true, but through the years of ups and downs and Xavier's various ... adventures at Vineheart, they'd become more than just the typical royal - servant deal. Xavier really felt like Meinrad was another brother, or a very good friend, and he felt welcome with Meinrad's family, who he visited just to get a taste of normality. His own family was pretty much as far from normal as possible, but Meinrad's mother was so sweet and kind that Xavier couldn't help but visit whenever he got the chance. Which was an appointment he would have to make at some point in the future, soon, he was sure everyone wanted to know what Dartmouth was like in comparison to Vineheart, and he would oblige them. That, and he would drag Meinrad home with him as well, just to be on the safe side and to get the guy some family time.
At his reply, Xavier shook his head. "Girls mope. Guys normally don't. Not for as long as you've been doing it, at least." He took a swing from his beer, watching Meinrad closely. "Can you blame me for worrying though? Obviously you still care about her a lot," he continued in an understanding tone. Xavier didn't want Meinrad to think that he was getting a kick out of this. Marie might have been Xavier's friend, but the prince wanted the other man to know he was there for him, regardless. "You will, and I'll help you. What're friends for? Besides, if I take you home to your mother looking and acting like this, she might use my skin for her next tapestry since I'm not taking good care of you." He was hoping that would elicit a laugh or something from Meinrad, at least.
Chuckling and shaking his head, Xavier leaned in and clapped Meinrad on the back. "That's the spirit! And we'll see how it goes. Who knows? I certainly don't." He rested back against the chair, given that he wasn't done with his drink just yet. "So tell me, what do you want to do otherwise, outside classes? We'll get to the clubbing part a bit later." Xavier was determined to drag Meinrad out of the room, by the collar of his shirt if necessary, and the one way to do it was to get him to do some of the hobbies he liked doing. "Because you know, if you're really bored, you could always go and hang out with Tornado." He kept a straight poker face.
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Tag: meinrad gunter meier
Credit: Ami
Lyrics: Michael Jackson
Notes: hope it's okay
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Post by shideh3 on Oct 10, 2011 8:27:35 GMT -5
Xavier did have a point - but he couldn't remember the last time he'd been single. Walking into an empty room having no Marie to call and keep him company still felt alien to him. Two years couldn't disappear inside his mind, though he was trying big time. If anyone could help, it'd be Xavier, because he was persistant. Xavier didn't leave anything alone until it was exactly how he wanted it, at one point that had applied to girls too and now it just applied to situations. Mein had faith in Xavier, he'd get him through this. His eyes looked vulnerable at Xavier shook his head, it was a timid servant thing that wanted him to mentally slap himself whenever his royal disagreed with him or didn't approve. "Alright, yes, I have been moping longer than I thought I would." he admitted, looking at the floor as he made his confession.
Having hung his head, he took the opportunity to bring his beer to his lips. The taste would be lingering in his mouth for a while, since he didn't drink very often. Never beer either, whenever he went out partying or clubbing with Marie he'd kept the alcohol light. Beer was kind of a Meinvier drink, or Xavrad. He could feel Xavier's eyes on him, even though Mein wasn't looking at Xavier. He had now resorted to staring into space, though his royal's words - as always - were sinking in. "Course I can't blame you for worrying, friends worry. I get that." he was starting to feel more submissive than when the alcoholic Santa Claus had first stepped into his room. He was more in the spirit to leave his troubles behind, more in the mood to spend some time (maybe if he was lucky, a significant period of time) without thinking or saying the name 'Marie'.
"Aww I can take the clubbing but opening up about my hobbies? My sewing classes and dance troupes are none of your business." his first joke of the night, he liked it. It felt like old times, even if it was a relatively bad joke. Meinrad was awfully good at mocking himself, probably because he didn't really get upset very often in normal circumstances. "Oh God no I'm not going to go depress your horse, you won't be able to get him out of his stable once I'm finished with him." he snorted, thinking hard about the things he used to like to do before he got together with Marie. "I used to do a lot of hiking, I used to study a lot of languages. I did tons of music editing that I never finished..." he had started talking as if to himself, not really counting on Xavier jumping in until his next sentence. "Remember when we used to run together? Before you discovered girls." he teased sardonically in a 'hmph' fashion.
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Post by xavier on Oct 11, 2011 1:55:33 GMT -5
it's close to midnight and something evil is lurking in
the dark under the moonlight you see a sight
that almost stops your heart oh [/i][/size][/font] *******************************************[/center]
Xavier could feel the beginnings of a smile on his lips once Meinrad agreed with him. It had always been that way - whenever things were starting to look up into the direction that would mean he would win, he was in a definite good mood. However, he needed to be careful, since Meinrad could sometimes agree with him just because. "Obviously you're halfway to recovery already, but I'm curious," he stated, watching his servant and friend closely, "are you saying this because I said so or because you really think that? For once, I'd like to hear what you really think, Meinrad. Normally you just agree with me to placate me - I'm a big guy now, you can't really disappoint me by saying no." He had a smile on his face as he said that.
He gave a half salute with his bottle at the next words. "Friends worry. I like that. And well, I'm sort of your brother in a way because I think you're my brother, which means I worry even more. See I don't have P or Max or Luna to worry about now. You're the only one that's left. Better get used to it." In everything he said, Xavier tried to make Meinrad realize that he would be there for him no matter what - and trying to make the guy feel better. Two years didn't just disappear, of course, but they could be sort of erased to the point that the pain would be minimal. He should know, he'd gone through something similar with Annalie, not that he thought Meinrad would remember that in particular.
Choking on his beer, Xavier managed not to kill himself with laughter at Meinrad's little joke. "Well can you blame me? I wanna know I won't be getting a sweater with two different-length sleeves," he chuckled, grinning, and rolling his eyes. "Tornado would kick you out if you became overbearing. Actually I might send you down to him. A little fresh air would do you good and he misses you." That beast didn't miss anyone, but he did show more tolerance towards Meinrad than towards most, probably because he was the second person who could take care of him without getting himself killed. "Hiking huh? I'm taking you this weekend. Maybe we'll fly to Montana and take Pirzi with us." At the last though, Xavier laughed again, a glimmer in his eyes. "I remember that quite well. Girls don't interfere with my running habbits nowadays. Are you suggesting I should come bang on your door at 6 am tomorrow?"
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Tag: meinrad gunter meier
Credit: Ami
Lyrics: Michael Jackson
Notes: hope it's okay
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Post by shideh3 on Oct 14, 2011 12:01:22 GMT -5
When Xavier was happy, Meinrad was as cheerful as a dog wagging it's tail. Not only was Meinrad his servant and friend, Xavier was almost his idol in a way. He happened to feel better about himself when he'd made Xavier happy too. That was why Mein let him win so often and agreed with him almost always. His smile was worth it. Sometimes gaining Xavier's smile had been more important than obtaining a grin from Marie. After all, he'd been a servant for his friend for too long to ever forget about him no matter who he was in a relationship with. There was perhaps a part of him wondering if Xavier being in a relationship kept him away more than usual, but royals technically had a right to leave their servants whenever.
The corners of his lips tugged into a half-smile as Xavier questioned his reason for agreement. "For God sakes man, can't you just accept that you win?" he shook his head, most people would just be happy to have a passive surrendering servant but not Xavier, no siree. "Even if I don't believe it right now I know you won't give up on me until I'm myself again." he answered. He was very good at both honesty and compliments, he could merge them no problem. Therefore he needn't be dishonest about what he was thinking to Xavier. He wasn't trying to flatter his royal though, he genuinely meant what he said. It just so happened that Xavier was the kind of guy that was easy to find good things about.
Meinrad listened to Xavier's words but he didn't entirely believe them. He believed the part about he and Mein being far closer than friends, however there was one point he wanted to raise. "Just because your siblings are dating, engaged or both. Doesn't mean you'll stop worrying. And just because your in Dartmouth with me doesn't mean you should see it as moving away from them. What the heck, why don't we just meet up with them all again next time we're in Montana? I can't remember the last time all the German princes and princesses were in the same room. When I was growing up, I had no choice. Our house was literally one room." he grinned at the memory. There wasn't a German sibling he didn't get along with.
He was under strict orders from Xavier's mother not to go near her daughters but under supervision he was sure it'd be fine. Even if it wasn't, nobody was going to tell. It was a ridiculous notion that Meinrad would steer them away from their arranged marriages, the very idea of arranged marriages was what turned them off! but Queen Tarti was not to be argued or trifled with. Not by a lowly servant anyway. He loved it when Xavier laughed, it reminded him of the days when they were always laughing. Whether it was about some random passer-by that wore a weird hat or one of the Kings acting out of line. He'd left Xavier to his own devices at the Rose Ball and apparently he'd missed a hell of a show.
"Please. Most servants are awake before their royals could warm their side of the bed. I'll be waking you up with coffee. Do you want eggs, bacon, toast, chocolate chip pancakes?" he inquired, unable to entirely shut off the servant duty. He felt useless without it, like he wasn't doing his job. Being a servant made him feel productive, besides making Xavier's breakfast was one of the cheeriest moods Meinrad had in the day.
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Post by xavier on Oct 14, 2011 12:58:33 GMT -5
it's close to midnight and something evil is lurking in
the dark under the moonlight you see a sight
that almost stops your heart oh [/i][/size][/font] *******************************************[/center]
Xavier tried not to swallow his beer through his lungs during Meinrad's little rant. He succeeded, even if barely. He'd forgotten how good it was to have some down time with a guy pal. Ever since the whole incident with the Belarus prince, well, Xavier was slightly out of the loop. Sure the Kings were still his friends, but Dario had Annalie, the Finland geek had Dario's sister if he knew right, and well who else? There weren't many more, though he'd been contemplating on calling Dante up to see what was going on. There was a nagging feeling in the back of his mind that he'd forgotten something or someone, though he couldn't be sure what or who. Of course once he'd realize just what or who he'd forgotten, it would probably already be too late. That was just the beauty of it, sadly.
"No I can't - though I do appreciate the fact that I'm right anyway," he countered with a grin, emptying his beer bottle and putting it down, "because sometimes I get the feeling that you don't really tell me everything that goes on in your head. Call me paranoid but I like to know what I'm up against." He riffled through the bag he'd brought and pulled out some already-made popcorn, tossing the crackly item in Meinra'd direction. If they were going to drink, then they had to nibble on something as well. That was always sort of the motto for Xavier and he liked sticking to his routines whenever he could. Which was always.
He shrugged his shoulders at the latter thoughts though. "Maybe, but they all get busier and I get busier myself. Though it'd be nice to have them all under one roof again - not that anyone else would appreciate it. Luna and P would probably tear my hair out and Max would sulk in a corner!" He laughed an easy laugh at that, though the thought was definitely appeasing. He would have to think about it at some point, knowing that Pirzi would definitely be up for it. And Max had also expressed the interest to meeting up through the both of them, so now only Lunara was really the odd one out, though Xavier was making mental sticky notes to call her the next day. He wanted to hear how the new year was treating her. And her arranged marriage.
Rolling his eyes, Xavier reached out with a food to lightly nudge Meinrad's, "Don't be ricidulous. I'll be here, bright and early. No servant problems. I don't need you to wake me up like most of my third year at Vineheart. I actually get up on the second ring of my alarm clock, I'll have you know!" Third year had been hell though he didn't know why. Possibly, as Meinrad had already pointed out, because he'd discovered girls, and that had lead to a very hungover and sleepy Xavier, not that it had affected him in any other way than making him more mature now and giving him experience in the field, so to speak.
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Tag: meinrad gunter meier
Credit: Ami
Lyrics: Michael Jackson
Notes: hope it's okay
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Post by shideh3 on Oct 16, 2011 9:59:44 GMT -5
Meinrad's mouth caught the popcorn tossed at him with one clashing bite. He had a victorious grin on his face as if he'd just been named Master of Popcorn. Actually he just had enough intelligence to bring his head forward and open his mouth directly under where the popcorn was meant to fall from the air. But Master of Popcorn sounded cooler. "Oh yes, I rule." he chortled, twisting the popcorn on his tongue, savoring the taste before swallowing it. It was burying several unwanted thoughts to keep it in his head that he did 'rule' in some ways. He was a good guy, he had nothing bad happen to him. Until the blog that ruined his relationship he hadn't caused any newsworthy trouble nor had he appeared after that one time either.
"Well, maybe I don't tell you what's going on in my head because it's empty. The folks at the Medical School could've removed my brain by now." he countered, raising his eyebrows in a 'it could happen' fashion. On the basis that Meinrad could walk and talk it was clearly not the case but the suggestion was made purely in fun. Meinrad felt the need to sit back and listen when he talked about his family. Meinrad knew much about Xavier's family but naturally nowhere near the amount that Xavier knew, so he didn't really feel it necessary to say anything. He was however going to make his best friend pay for claiming such an early awakening. "That's brilliant then. If your up so early, maybe we should meet at 5am and throw in a game of tennis to warm up before the run?" he suggested, since he would be up at 5am anyway. If his friend was going to brag about likewise getting up as early, more fun for Meinrad when he had to wake up an hour earlier for it.
Swigging the last of his beer and putting it down he wondered if it was worth starting another if they were up early tomorrow. "Do you think a club is really a good idea if we're getting up early tomorrow?" Meinrad queried shyly.
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Post by xavier on Oct 18, 2011 3:08:34 GMT -5
it's close to midnight and something evil is lurking in
the dark under the moonlight you see a sight
that almost stops your heart oh [/i][/size][/font] *******************************************[/center]
Xavier eyed Meinrad as his servant caught the popcorn and laughed lightly. It was good to be having a quiet night-in right now, and he was rethinking his clubbing strategy. He was actually pretty tired from a full day of classes, and he thought Meinrad might be as well. While he knew that the guy would go if Xavier asked it of him, he didn't want to take advantage of the fact that he was royal. He hated it sometimes, especially since Meinrad had really been brought up in the way that he did everything Xavier wanted. He had a funny feeling he would have jumped off the Eiffel Tower if he said it was somehow important, not that he was about to try in any case. "You rule man," he agreed, grinning.
He did pass the full bag of popcorn over to Meinrad and popped open his own which he pulled out. Sharing wouldn't have been a problem, obviously, but more popcorn was always better than no popcorn. "Well if they've brainwashed you or put another's brain inside you, I very much doubt you'd still be doing what you're doing now, which is basically drinking beer with me," he countered with a grin, "after all, you wouldn't even know who I am by that logic. Ergo, you're still the good old Meinrad I know." He popped a popcorn into his mouth and chewed through it slowly while listening to Meinrad and his logic about getting up early. "You're insane. Fine, I'll get up at 5 am just to prove that even a crown prince can get his ass out of bed before the sun." He would most likely die during classes later, but what the hell.
The shyness in Meinrad's voice wasn't lost on Xavier and he smiled a friendly smile. "No, we don't have to go. Mainly it was just my idea of distraction for you. We can go another time, when we won't be recquired to go from clubbing to running all at once. That doesn't, however, exclude you from another beer." He tried very hard to keep the laughter from his voice, not that he was suceeding much. He couldn't really stay serious when he was obviously joking for the better half of the sentence. Though he would oblige Meinrad's wish and stay in tonight. With a sigh, he stretched his long legs out in front of him. "I admit I0m sort of tired myself. They're trying to kill me with political classes, I swear."
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Tag: meinrad gunter meier
Credit: Ami
Lyrics: Michael Jackson
Notes: hope it's okay
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Post by shideh3 on Oct 18, 2011 12:06:35 GMT -5
"Bet your ass I do." he released a stressed chuckle which made him want another beer. It made him chirpy. Though he wouldn't drink too much if he could help it, headaches didn't make good sleeping. "Perpetually insane, live with it." he grinned, swallowing more and more beer. It was of comfort to him, though he wasn't a comfort-drinker. With dissimilar amusement Meinrad realized that Xavier would be entirely forgiven if he slept until noon, though Meinrad doubted he was going to. He was going to answer as such but he was concerned that this was a night to be a friend rather than a 'do anything you want' servant.
"Another time? You have 'another time'? I'm already clamped down with studies, all the surgical students keep laughing at me." and glad that the wish to stay in was being obliged, Meinrad was happy to hear that he wasn't the only one that was struggling. "I can see why politics would try to kill you, your probably it's worst enemy." Meinrad smirked, thankful that he wasn't a royal and therefore wasn't under any expectation to do something like politics. Meinrad didn't even know why Marie was doing pediatrics. In all honesty Meinrad didn't even believe her, an undergraduate degree would have to be done in general medicine before she could specialize and branch off into pediatrics. They explained it in Meinrad's induction.
"You think this year will be hard being away from Vineheart? I mean, it was home for me for five years, I'm not sure how to take living in Dartmouth now most of the year." he asked, genuinely curious as to how everyone was coping branching out into universities and how the younger students with older friends were getting on. He continued to drink his next beer with greed.
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Post by xavier on Oct 21, 2011 12:42:53 GMT -5
it's close to midnight and something evil is lurking in
the dark under the moonlight you see a sight
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He rolled his eyes, though of course having some unwinding time with his friend was just the thing for him. Xavier didn't want to admit it, but he was having a hard time not waking up every day and knowing his best friends would be there to have his back. At Vineheart, he'd been basically the to of the foodchain, not counting the professors and other staff members. At Dartmouth, while he was obviously still a royal, things weren't exactly the same as at Vineheart, and it was chafing him. However, knowing that Meinrad was also here was definitely something that was worth it, so that meant Xavier was going to make sure his friend and servant felt comfortable and well, happy, as far as he could be. Knowing Meinrad and Marie, it could take a little while.
"Of course I have another time. That's my middle name, dork," he stated non chalantly, though he obviously didn't mean anything by the silly nickname, it was just a manner of teasing Meinrad. "And I bet they do, you're cooped up in here all the time. I haven't heard of a single student that wouldn't even sniff the otuside a little bit." Which was something they were going to change, if they would be going jogging and such. Though 5 am was definitely a killer hour, but he would survive just to prove a point. He was stubborn like that, and during practice for Qualifiers or whatever, he and Tornado were up almost every night, or morning, depending on his classes.
Listening to Meinrad getting to the core of the problem, as he usually did, Xavier sighed, leaning over so that his arms rested on his knees, the beer bottle still held in his hands, "I know exactly how you feel. It feels so weird for me, not being with Dario and Matias all the time ... and I just miss Vineheart in general." Okay, he missed Bella too, but that was beside the point, he was flying across the country a lot to see her, over various states, often enough, and he texted and emailed whenever he could to kee the correspondence alive. He didn't want this to end up like any other long-distance relationship, he was going to make it work. "But, on the bright side, there's no scandalous blogger here," he commented with a sudden grin.
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Tag: meinrad gunter meier
Credit: Ami
Lyrics: Michael Jackson
Notes: hope it's okay
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