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Post by praiseofblood on Dec 22, 2010 13:05:39 GMT -5
Marco Croix sighed as he made his way over to his client's apartment. Drakary Jukar really was more trouble than he was worth. With this whole DrAida nonsense in the workings, Croix was more stressed out than he'd been in years.
He ran a hand through his slicked back brownish-blond hair and stepped out of the car at the door to Drakary's condo complex. He sighed as he made his way up to the male's flat, knocking on the door.
"What the fuck do you want?!" came the irritable growl from inside.
"Open the door, Drake." he said, calmly, rolling his eyes at the male's hothead attitude.
Drakary Jukar swung open the door a little bit later. "Oh, it's you. What the hell do you want, Croix?"
"We've got papers to sign and a schedule to go over, so move your ass and let me in." he said, stepping into the apartment and removing his sunglasses, blinking as he took notice of the other male in the room. It looked to be a teenager, dancing about to Aida's new song.
Croix rose a brow at Drakary. "It's just my kid brother, Rys, don't mind him." he said, rolling his eyes.
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Post by ode on Dec 22, 2010 13:20:54 GMT -5
“Wooo!” Rys danced around with his hands over his head, ass twitching this way and that. When the music finally died down, his brother’s voice caught his attention and that when he saw him. Or maybe it was the stars he saw first, who knows? All Rys Jukar knew was that the man was gorgeous, strong, with a mad sex appeal that called to every hormone in his teenage body.
In fact, he didn’t even realize he was standing there, just staring.
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Post by praiseofblood on Dec 22, 2010 13:23:25 GMT -5
"Right." Croix said, raising a brow, before turning to Drakary. "You need to look over these and sign them, and you're due to start filming 'Worlds Away' the day after tomorrow, so here's the revised script you need to be studying. " he said, opening his breifcase and handing the male the neatly organized papers.
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Post by ode on Dec 22, 2010 13:27:16 GMT -5
Once Rys finally managed to snap his mouth closed, he waited for his brother to go read over the documents before making his presence known to the schmexy fellow. Stepping directly in front of him, he smiled widely, "Helloooo gorgeous!"
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Post by praiseofblood on Dec 22, 2010 13:28:31 GMT -5
Croix blinked, looking at the male. "Hello?" he blinked, the greeting coming out like a bit of a question as he suddenly had a face full of teen.
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Post by ode on Dec 22, 2010 13:30:28 GMT -5
"Who are you? I mean, I know who you are but why don't YOU tell ME so WE'LL know each other," he said, inching closer to the man with each word.
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Post by praiseofblood on Dec 22, 2010 13:31:22 GMT -5
Croix backed up a step. "I am Marco Croix, your brother's manager." he said, with a sigh, looking at the kid oddly.
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Post by ode on Dec 22, 2010 13:44:32 GMT -5
"Well, Marco," he purred out the name, his fingers running up the man's lapel upon his jacket. "I am Rys Jukar, Drake's brother."
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Post by praiseofblood on Dec 22, 2010 13:46:29 GMT -5
Croix took another step back, hands immediately going to fix his clothing. "Uh, pleasure to meet you," he said, stepping around the child and going to collect his breifcase.
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Post by ode on Dec 22, 2010 13:49:08 GMT -5
Rys immediately moved over to rest his ass against the suitcase. "What's your rush?We only just met."
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Post by praiseofblood on Dec 22, 2010 13:52:40 GMT -5
It wasn't that Croix was unused to being come on to, he was really, but the younger brother of his client was unusually persistent. "I'm afraid I have other matters to attend to," he said, looking at the boy. "So, if you would please?" he said, meaning his briefcase.
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Post by ode on Dec 22, 2010 15:13:14 GMT -5
Rys blinkedand asked innocently, "What?"
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Post by praiseofblood on Dec 22, 2010 15:18:43 GMT -5
"Get your ass off my briefcase." he said, without any emotion.
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Post by ode on Dec 22, 2010 15:22:34 GMT -5
Rys sighed, "I knew you were a straight shooter!" he did get up but only to lean forward and wrap his arms around the man's shoulders. "It's why we met, you see.
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Post by praiseofblood on Dec 22, 2010 15:24:30 GMT -5
Drake walked around the corner. "Croix, what the hell?" He blinked, looking at the male as he tried to pry himself away from Rys.
"Drakary, will you call your sibling off of me?" He sighed.
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