Enemy of My Enemy [[Jules/ Dekko]]

[clementine]

Dekko sighed, "Look, I'm sorry I sound callous, but you gotta keep looking on the bright side in this business." Awkwardly he gave Jules' shoulder a friendly pat, not sure how upset the male was.

[praiseofblood]

"I am not in this business." Jules said, looking at the male. "I don't have the ability to make jokes after seeing some of my friends gunned down before me and being held hostage with no way to contact my parents or family to let them know I'm even alive--so excuse me for not being too cheery right now."

[clementine]

"Alright, fine. You want me to be straight with you? You're friends aren't coming back and you'll probably die from a prasidion infection and never see your family again." Dekko stood, knowing he was being as asshole but not caring. "Does that sounds better to you?" He strode to the door and left, stupidly angry even though he knew that everyone from the space station was feeling the same way.

[praiseofblood]

Jules growled and threw a glass vase at the door, watching it shatter. Fuck him!

[clementine]

Dekko growled to himself, "He's not a hostage." Well, maybe just a little. They couldn't be too careful with what information was allowed to be leaked out. If anything everyone's minds would be wiped.

[praiseofblood]

Jules let himself cry for a while, his long hair falling about his face as he faced the wall of his cell.

[clementine]

Dekko rubbed the middle of his chest not knowing what to do. He couldn't keep going to see the little male. He wasn't supposed to harbor attachments. And yet, he was, going against everything he stood for.

[praiseofblood]

Jules eventually ferll into a fitful sleep.

[clementine]

The next day, despite telling himself not to, Dekko visited his little singer. Granted he was one of the few allowed access of the quarantine block, not making it REALLY quarantine, but he went through detox so it was fine. Nervously, he knocked on the door announcing his presence before stepping into Jules' room.

[praiseofblood]

Jules was in the same position as he was yesterday, and he faced the wall.

[clementine]

"Hello?" Dekko questioned, approaching Jules. "Are you sick little one?" The prasidion touched the youth's shoulder in an attempt to rouse him.

[praiseofblood]

Jules refused to talk to the bastard.

[clementine]

Dekko snorted and forcibly turned Jules to his back. "I'll ask again. Are you ill?"

[praiseofblood]

"No, I don't want to see you. Now piss off." Jules said, turning back to the wall.

[clementine]

"No?" Dekko asked, his tone amused. "And here I thought you'd be a more easy going bearer. I guess I brought my A.I. for nothing." He sighed as if his heart was breaking, pulling out his A.I. from his pocket.