hey, it's a dude flick, too. -OPEn]

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[atrb=border,0,true][atrb=width,500,true] He was happy and he was excited. He as in Clark. Clark Haderle. Why was he excited and oh so happy? Well, there is a new movie opening today in the local cinema. This film happened to be an adaption of ones of his favorite romance novels. Yes, that meant Clark was on his way to see a chick flick. He drove a borrowed SUV, a nice dark purple one his Aunt owned with a few bucks in his pockets. As Clark came to red light, his cellphone rang. Are you kidding me?, he thought as he reached over to the compartment between the two front seats. He didn't like to text or be on the phone while driving, but he guess since he was at a red light, he could talk for a few seconds. Who ever was calling better make it quick. Easily. Clark unlocked his phones touch-pad screen and answered, all in the same time he put it to his ear. "Ah, helloo?"he answered. "Where are you?!" a voice nearly screeched back, Clark took the phone from his ear and gave it a look that said, "Ouch, phone, why did you do that?". After putting the phone back to his ear, he said calmly, "Dear Aunt of mine, I'm on my way to the movies. Where else?" Was his aunt already coming down with Alzheimers? He told her when he asked for the SUV. "No, silly, I meant where are you?." His aunt replied, more charmingly this time. He paused, confused, then he looked at street signs. "Why?" He inquired as the light turned green. "Oh wait, Aunt, I gotta go. Lights green." he said, hanging up, then throwing his phone into the passenger seat. A few minutes later he pulled into the parking lot of the town multiplex. He pulled the key out of the ignition and stepped out of SUV. He planted a converse on the ground, at the same time standing up out of the car, running his hands down the velvet sides of his black vest. He was wearing something simple, but him. A blank white t-shirt with a black velvet slim suit vest, unbuttoned, gray skinny jeans, and black converse. His hair, black, was over his green eyes, and he had a gray fedora. For some reason, this normally calm guy felt like strutting. So he did. He strutted his ass right across the parking lot and into the cinema. After a second, he felt silly and stopped, chuckling to himself. The place was packed, as was expected when movie with promise opens up. He stood in line for a long while, chewing on his thumb nail in impatience. The line was long and he hoped the movie wouldn't sell out before he got a chance to buy a ticket. notes;;ahaha.. Finally a Clark post;) It fails, sorry >_> I know it's short, but I'm not writing a book and I didn't want to ramble. muse;;Somewhat there. I tied not to ramble, though. tunes;; Hee hee Ignition - R Kelly other;; Nada. [bg=000000]

[JUDAS LEVI SAGAR]

Boredom had never been something that Judas had taken to well. There always was this need for moving, doing something, and when he had nothing to do, he always tried to find something. Not that it was easy at all to find something to do. He felt lost, useless. However, as bored as Judas was, he was enjoying the fresh air, strolling gently into the caress of a breeze. As people passed by him, the boy didn't even take the time to look at any of them, none of them stood out from a glance. Sometimes, Judas played a little game. To try and make up personalities for people. For example, a fat man with a beard could be at a pub every night hoping for a shag. Fr all Judas knew, he was right but most of the time he was probably wrong. It was all make believe, and he liked the feeling of it.

His jean clad legs took long strides, just as the cinema came into view it dawned on him. See a movie. When bores, go and see a movie. With a slight smile he didn't quicken his pace, he took his time because now that he knew where he was going there was no rush. With his hands stuffed into his pockets, the boy had a very nonchalant look about him. He was just a simple passer by, not anyone special. His look was like that too, jeans and grey plimsole type shoes, a white tee and a blue jacket over it, completed with his prescription glasses. Many people walked around with similar type of dress, Judas didn't stand out and he didn't want to. He was happy being under the radar because having attentin on him never ended well.

Reaching the sanctuary of the cinema, Judas looked for the timings of the movies, just choosing one at random with the closest time to what was now. Apparently it was some chick flick. That was fine by him, he sometimes enjoyed these films. Sure, he was gay, but that didn't mean that he had to love things like ths. He merely enjoyed them from time to time. After all, his attention was on something else other than what a profanity his tail was. Before getting in line for the tickets, Judas decided that he needed pop corn. He didn't know how long it had been, but he knew that he could never sit through a movie without popcorn. It was as if it was a habit that he couldn't shake off. Paying for the popcorn, he heard laughter behind him. Judas, turning around quickly, just barely missed the leg of a ten yeaar old dart out to trip him, so as he walked forward he crashed into the leg of a ten year old boy who ran away laughing frantically as Judas's pop corn spilled all over the people in line closest to him. A shameful blush covered his face as he attempted to stand up with a breathless "Damn.".

[JUDAS LEVI SAGAR]

Judas had felt mortified before ion his life, but not in this large of a crowd of people. He felt the deep bluch envelope him before he felt and heard someone come to his aid, which was that much more embarrassing really. Still grumbling, Judas took a moment to look at the guy that had come to his aid. He looked young, younger than Judas himself, who was twenty years old. A highschool student. He sighed. Well at least he wasn't jeering or mocking. He felt the gazes and laughter from the people around him, it was horrid. "Yeah, I'm fine. But my ego, not su much." He revealed truthfully with a thankful half smile.

Judas liked the guy already, and was glad that it was him that had come. He didn't think he could deal with the teasing. "It wasn't you that did it, I know little kids, at that age they think humilliations is hillarious." Judas's words were almost sarcastic, but not directed at the boy, but at the kids. He ran a hand through his hair frustratedly. Judas was starting to feel a little awkward, and he was glad when he broke it. "Uh, the chick flick. Anything. And you?" He returned the favour by inquiring. The guy had been so nice, maybe he would buy him a coke or something. "Thanks for not laughing or anything." Judas was good at politeness and greatfullness.

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[atrb=border,0,true][atrb=width,500,true] Clark chuckled at dudes comment about his ego. "Yeah, it wasn't me, but at least if that were my brat, I'd beat 'um." Clark said jokingly. He wouldn't really ever hit a kid, let a lone have any. He's not big on kids anyways. He gave the guy a good look up and down, and awkwardly, he found himself a little attracted. He winced momentarily, and took a half step back. "Oh yeah, I'm here for that, too." Clark said, answering the guy's inquiry about what movie Clark was here for. Clark wondered if this acquaintance would ask if Clark was here to see the chick flick with a girl friend. For a second, he thought the idea was better than the guy thinking Clark was lame guy into girly movies. Clark involuntarily extended his hand to the stranger. "By the way, I'm Clark." Clark smiled his half smile. "I already got my ticket, I was on my way to get some snacks." He said, gesturing to the popcorn on the ground. "Hey, since you kind of lost your snacks, I'll buy you some more while I'm over there so you can go get your ticket before it sells out." Clark suggested. notes;;eeee... it's shorts, but I didn't give you something to work with. muse;; coming back slowly. tunes;; Some sort of zombie music other;; tee heeeeer. [bg=000000]

[JUDAS LEVI SAGAR]

Judas threw his head back and laughed at what the boy said. He was sure that he wouldn't actually hit a kid, but it was a funny notion either way. "Now that's just cruel, eating them would be a better way out." He winked at the boy at the even sillier notion. Yeah, the mortification was already passing therefore it was easier to just talk to the boy. In all honesty, Judas had never been a fan of people. Of crowds. He prefered the open expanse of the sea, or a field. Somwehere not cramped with the nauseous feeling of claustrophobia. Though the water wasn't always possible, what with humans fishing and swimming in all the wrong places, Judas didn't want to get caught with his tail literally out. He couldn't bare to see the disgust on their faces when they saw it. He made sure to keep it a secret from most people and try as hard as he can not to get himself wet.

So they were both there to see the chick flick. How lame on Judas's part because he was by himself, but he wasn't sure about the boy. "Oh great!" He grinned honestly. It was a common hello, a handshake, yet Judas hadn't met anyone like that in a while. These days a hand shake was old fashioned, but Judas liked things like that. The non modern things. Or the recently out of date things. "What? Don't tell me your surname is Kent, cuz that would just be creepy." Judas face cast in mock seriousness as he shook Clark's extended hand. "Judas." The merman knew that his name was a biblical reference, and he didn't mind. Even if he wasn't religious, he knew about all the other species in the world, after all some of his friends were werewolves firetamers and warlocks, but he trusted that if there wasn't a God, there would be no guardian angels, because they needed that higher power. And it must have been God. But thoughts like this were different for everyone, atheists and agnostics alike.

Judas was a little shocked at the boy's willingness to be nice to him. It was such a rarity that Judas just looked at the boy for a second, befroe replying. "Uh yeah, that would be fine. Thank you!" It was a strange feeling, when someone nice comes along. Maybe he ought to fall over more often. Judas left the boy to go buy the snacks, which he would be paying him back for, before going to buy his ticket to the movie. He smiled at the boy on the ticket desk. What? He was cute. Got his ticket and went back to fin Clark, money ready. After spotting him a few feet away, he smiled widely. "How much will it be for the pop corn?" He asked. Judas could honestly say, that this was the most peculiar cinema experience of his life.

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Clark stuck his hands in his pockets involuntarily, another habit of his in the making. The comment the guy made about beating kids and eating them made Clark laugh. "Ohaha, gosh. Yeah, but I doubt they taste any good." He mumbled, actually thinking about the idea. Cannibalism made Clark cringe mentally. Then again, Clark has eaten babies before. Well, not human babies. Like baby squirrels, and don't get him wrong, they tasted good. Now, it was all in his animal form. Thinking about being the beautiful black and tan African wild dog gave Clark the urge to change now. Clark pushed it away, and smiled again.

"Yeah, chick flicks are sort of my thing." Clark chuckled. Clark was never really into comic books or super hero's with super powers. He liked the more realistic fiction work. Hints; the chick flicks and romance novels. Clark thought about it and how funny it'd be if he sur name really was Kent. His eyes looked up to the upper right corner of his eyes in thought, and he chuckled. "I'm no superman in disguise." Clark said, "I could be." He winked. Did I just flirt with him?, Clark thought, a little apprehensive.

"Judas?" Clark thought, as he starting humming that song by Lady Gaga. "Nice name." He commented. Conversation for the moment ended and Clark left Judas to go buy his ticket. For a moment, Clark walked backwards, watching Judas walk away. For some reason, though, Clark's thoughts weren't on Judas, but the snacks. He'd changed his mind again. Snickers. He definitely wanted snickers. What? Was he a girl or something with pregnancy cravings, now? Clark turned around and smoothly avoided a collision with girl about his age. She had stopped to smile and say something, but Clark brushed her off after swiftly apologizing and continued to the snacks counter. When he got there, the girl at the counter asked him what he wanted, twirling her hair in one hand while the other lay on the counter. Clark set a hand on his hip, and tipped his head the side, while scratching the back of his neck in thought. "Uh, I'll get an extra large popcorn with butter. A coke, oh and that snickers right there. " He bent over the counter and pointed at a king-size Snickers bar. "Oh, and can I have some Twizzlers and some of those chocolate covered raisins? " For someone who wasn't too into over-indulging Clark sure was.


Clark paid the total fifteen something to the girl, and walked away with the raisins, Twizzlers, and snickers in his hand and the popcorn in the crook of his arm, and the coke in his other hand. When he turned around Judas was already on his way over. Clark was a little shocked when Judas offered to pay him back for the popcorn. Clark laughed, "Uh. Free. They gave me free popcorn." He said pointed over to the counter with the coke hand. He was joking obviously. "Aha, I'm joking. How about if you share with me, you don't have to pay me back. " Clark said, realizing that they'd be movies buddies today if Judas agreed.

notes: "Maybe he ought to fall over more often." This is longer than most... but still short.. oh well.
muse: Somewhat
tunes: Lady Gaga - Judas.
other: Yum..Clark is so sexy buying all those snacks......

[JUDAS LEVI SAGAR]

Right. So at this moment in time Judas was more than a little confused at what was going on here. Maybe he was just over thinking things or Judas was actually flirting with Clark. Maybe not. Judas didn't even know if the boy liked boys, and he wasn't about to find out. He was cute, yet he had been so nice to him that he wasn't going to ruin it by actually saying anything. Cuteness or no cuteness, the merman was more dignified than that. 'You sure about that? I think that sugar coated they are absolutely delightful.' His voice was serious, as if he really ate little kids. As if. Yes, Judas had a sort of a twisted sense of humour, and he kind of figured that f people didn't like his crudeness they could leave him alone. It had always been his motto. Like his parents, they didn't like the fact that he had a tail, yet they kept coming for him again and again with scientists, and when Judas couldn't take it any more he had made them leave him alone. By running away. It had been the best decision he had made in his life.

The older boy quirked his eyebrow a little. "Seriously? I never would have guessed. Though I only chose the chick flick cause I was too lazy to choose anything else. Is that bad?" He asked at the end of his rant, thinking that maybe he shouldn't have revealed so much if only because he only just met the guy and he didn't want to scare him off. Though Judas did somewhat pride himself in speaking his mind, he didn't like to say things just for the sake of saying them to make himself look better. He wanted people to like him for who he was, and he was fortunate in that cause he had some amazing friends. Like Kentley and miss Hallie. They don't make him feel like a freak that he feels he is, it's nice. He was surprised that he hadn't really scared them away. It was nice to have such tight friendships, he hadn't know that before them. That people could like him, and not just what he pretended to be. They didn't even mind that he was gay, which Judas never hid.

Right, so Judas got the idea that Clark was now flirting with him. Two could play at that game. A smirk graced his chissled features. "Superman was totally sexy. I mean, you have to be blind not to see it, so I wouldn't really object if you were." There. Maybe that would throw the other boy a little off guard. But it was true, the actor that played superman was drool worthy and Judas was not afraid to admit it when he finds someone hot. It came with the honesty, he guessed. Judas got slightly annoyed at the Lady Gaga reference. He had this name before she had the song, so shouldn't they be quoting him while listening to her song? "Thanks, I honestly don't know what my parents were thinking when they gave me this name. I guess I gotta live with it now." Judas smiled widely, it was nice talking to Clark. It was such a nice change.

The merman didn't try hiding his shock as the boy offered to share in turn of not paying him back. He didn't really like the prospect of that, he had never been into charity, and he had always paid for everything himself. It made him feel independent, and not like he needed someone else to pay for his things. He had experienced enough of that while living on the streets. He ran his fingers along his stubbled chin for a moment, thinking. His other hand deep in his pocket. "How about we share, but I still pay for half?" He asked, thinking that he could compromise with that. "Haha, free popcorn. What next, a litre of coke for a penny?" The sarcasm was evident on his lips, because Judas knew how materialistic the society were these days. Everything was so expensive, when it really needn't be. It just bugged him because some people couldn't even afford a snickers bar, and the notion of free popcorn just seemed really stupid to Judas, though he had to admit that the joke was sort of funny.