no one can stop me [tid]

[sterling blue]

[atrb=cellSpacing,20,true][atrb=border,0,true][atrb=style, background: transparent; width: 440px; padding-left:7px, bTable][atrb=cellSpacing,0,true][atrb=cellPadding,2,true] [STYLE=border-bottom:2px solid #666666; width:auto; text-shadow:#999999 1px 1px 1px; text-transform:uppercase; color:#222222; text-align:left; padding-left:60px;]for only i am in control ! ![/style] [STYLE=margin-top:-18px; width:auto; text-shadow:#999999 1px 1px 1px; text-transform:uppercase; color:#222222; text-align:right; font-size:10px; margin-bottom:-5;]tagged: TIDDERS ◆ words: zero[/style] [STYLE=float:left; background:#ffffff; padding:8px; padding-right:5px; text-align: justify; color:#444444; float:right; margin-left:-1px; margin-right:10px; opacity:0.8; height: 325px; overflow:auto; width:300; moz-box-shadow: 4px 3px 6px #656565; -webkit-box-shadow: 4px 3px 6px #999999; box-shadow: 4px 3px 6px #999999;]Was there ever a decent day in Sterling's life? Not without coffee, there wasn't. But the coffee Sterling had took the time to buy from the cafe was gone before he'd even left the front door. He was standing directly in front of the door when someone came on through, slamming into the tall man and causing the hot drink to fall everyone except into Sterling's mouth. It had barely left the bought, still scalding hot and now burning at his skin as it seeped through and stained his white shirt. His brother wasn't going to be happy. This was his only white shirt. Now what was he supposed to wear when he went out for special occasions? One of the ladies behind the counter was already coming out with a mop to clean up the mess. Sterling felt guilty, giving a deep sigh of annoyance as he stepped out of the way so he could get cleaning. He chose to ignore everyone who tried to ask if he was okay, as well as ignore the asshole who had run into him in the first place. Instead, he made his way into the bathroom of the cafe, knowing he had to clean himself up. It wasn't like Sterling brought an extra shirt with him though. But he had a sweater that he could easily tug on over this mess. Beside him on the sink counter was a pile of paper towel, which he was dampening and using to wipe the coffee from his skin. His shirt was half unbuttoned and he seemed to glare at his reflection, not in the best mood. Now he'd have to waste more money on coffee. That or he could go without coffee and feel pissy all day long, but his brother wasn't going to enjoy that. So coffee was a necessity. The cheap stuff back in their house wasn't good enough for him. Only this cafe's drinks would satisfy this man's thirst. [/style][STYLE=float: left; opacity:0.8; moz-box-shadow: 2px 2px 2px #656565; -webkit-box-shadow: 2px 2px 2px #878787; box-shadow: 2px 2px 2px #878787;][/style][STYLE=float: left; margin-left:0px; margin-top:20px;opacity:0.8; moz-box-shadow: 2px 2px 2px #656565; -webkit-box-shadow: 2px 2px 2px #878787; box-shadow: 2px 2px 2px #878787;][/style][STYLE=float: left; margin-left:0px; margin-top:20px;opacity:0.8; moz-box-shadow: 2px 2px 2px #656565; -webkit-box-shadow: 2px 2px 2px #878787; box-shadow: 2px 2px 2px #878787;][/style] [STYLE=float:right; text-align:center; border-top:2px solid #666666; font-size:9px; text-spacing:2px; margin-bottom:12px; margin-top:15px;width:100%; color:999999; text-shadow:#999999 1px 1px 1px;]made by HUNNY @ h8u and btn[/style]

[dimitri mathers]

[rs=2][atrb=border,0,true][atrb=cellSpaing,4,true][atrb=cellPadding,4,true][atrb=vAlign,top][style=width: 100px; background-color: f0f0f0; padding: 5px; border: 5px solid #72976c; width: 100px; height: 100px; margin-top: -4px;][/style][style=width: 100px; margin-top: 10px; font-family: Terminal; font-size: 7px; text-align: justify; text-transform: uppercase;]WORDS: 000 words TAGS: Sterling NOTES: RAWR CODED BY TSU DOLL OF ON THE EDGE[/style]

[atrb=vAlign,top][atrb=style, width: 250px; text-align: justify; padding-left: 4px; padding-right: 4px; border-left: 10px solid #72976c;][style=font-family: Arial; margin-top: -4px; font-size: 10px;]Pushing the door to the restroom open, Dimitri poked in his head and frowned. There he was. Gentpy closing it behind him, the younger of the pair in the restroom approached, a curious look in his eyes. "Sterling..?". The boy called out softly, gripping the edge of the counter as he leaned forward, staring at the other. He looked like a mess! Frowning, the boy sighed. "You can change at work you know, go shirtless under your jacket!" He laughed a bit, but then fell a bit silent. Sterling was in a bad mood, and he moved back an inch, suddenly realizing he might get struck. Waiting a moment, he rolled his eyes and shrugged off his own jacket, tossing it on the counter before tugged off his tee shirt. It was not the best but, he offered it to the other, a nervous smile on his face. The other was trying his best to be friendly before eyeing his own jacket, laughing slightly at the position he set himself up in. "Take it! I can just wear my jacket it work, I don't mind~ I've done worse." There was a playful wink.. but then his head tilted a bit, staring at the other curiously behind his glasses. He wanted to cheer the other up! Though, he had a feeling he might just be making it worse..[/style]

[sterling blue]

[atrb=cellSpacing,20,true][atrb=border,0,true][atrb=style, background: transparent; width: 440px; padding-left:7px, bTable][atrb=cellSpacing,0,true][atrb=cellPadding,2,true] [STYLE=border-bottom:2px solid #666666; width:auto; text-shadow:#999999 1px 1px 1px; text-transform:uppercase; color:#222222; text-align:left; padding-left:60px;]for only i am in control ! ![/style] [STYLE=margin-top:-18px; width:auto; text-shadow:#999999 1px 1px 1px; text-transform:uppercase; color:#222222; text-align:right; font-size:10px; margin-bottom:-5;]tagged: TIDDERS ◆ words: zero[/style] [STYLE=float:left; background:#ffffff; padding:8px; padding-right:5px; text-align: justify; color:#444444; float:right; margin-left:-1px; margin-right:10px; opacity:0.8; height: 325px; overflow:auto; width:300; moz-box-shadow: 4px 3px 6px #656565; -webkit-box-shadow: 4px 3px 6px #999999; box-shadow: 4px 3px 6px #999999;]Oh god. Of all the people who were going to come along to try and help him. Why was it Dimitri? This kid was annoying. Sterling knew it and everyone else knew it. This kid got really annoying and, sometimes, Sterling wanted to kick him. But Dimitri was like a little puppy and Sterling just couldn't bring himself to kick a puppy- or any dog. Sterling peered over at the kid, the paper towel crumpled in his hands as he eyed the boy's offering to him, in an attempt to make him feel better. No, Sterling didn't like the idea of going shirtless under his jacket. It would make him feel like a tool. He happened to like wearing clothes. Reaching out, Sterling snatched the shirt from him, holding it up and looking it over. It would be a tight fit, but it should work. Sterling still didn't speak a word to the boy, just unbuttoned his shirt the rest of the way and dropped it on the counter. "So you're just jumping to conclusions and assuming that I work today? You never considered that I might get days off sometime?" The man cocked an eyebrow, putting the shirt on anyways and wiggling his way into it. It was tight, but he could breathe and it probably wasn't going to tear off the instant he made a flexing movement. Which we could all be thankful for. Sterling started to wash his hands off, looking at Dimitri's through the mirror's reflection. "You make it sound like you've gone to work naked or something. In which case, I'm not excited to work with you anymore." [/style][STYLE=float: left; opacity:0.8; moz-box-shadow: 2px 2px 2px #656565; -webkit-box-shadow: 2px 2px 2px #878787; box-shadow: 2px 2px 2px #878787;][/style][STYLE=float: left; margin-left:0px; margin-top:20px;opacity:0.8; moz-box-shadow: 2px 2px 2px #656565; -webkit-box-shadow: 2px 2px 2px #878787; box-shadow: 2px 2px 2px #878787;][/style][STYLE=float: left; margin-left:0px; margin-top:20px;opacity:0.8; moz-box-shadow: 2px 2px 2px #656565; -webkit-box-shadow: 2px 2px 2px #878787; box-shadow: 2px 2px 2px #878787;][/style] [STYLE=float:right; text-align:center; border-top:2px solid #666666; font-size:9px; text-spacing:2px; margin-bottom:12px; margin-top:15px;width:100%; color:999999; text-shadow:#999999 1px 1px 1px;]made by HUNNY @ h8u and btn[/style]

[dimitri mathers]

[rs=2][atrb=border,0,true][atrb=cellSpaing,4,true][atrb=cellPadding,4,true][atrb=vAlign,top][style=width: 100px; background-color: f0f0f0; padding: 5px; border: 5px solid #72976c; width: 100px; height: 100px; margin-top: -4px;][/style][style=width: 100px; margin-top: 10px; font-family: Terminal; font-size: 7px; text-align: justify; text-transform: uppercase;]WORDS: 000 words TAGS: Sterling NOTES: RAWR CODED BY TSU DOLL OF ON THE EDGE[/style]

[atrb=vAlign,top][atrb=style, width: 250px; text-align: justify; padding-left: 4px; padding-right: 4px; border-left: 10px solid #72976c;][style=font-family: Arial; margin-top: -4px; font-size: 10px;]"Hey! you don't look too bad!" The boy laughed and gave the other a pat on his back a moment before sighing and grabbed his jacket again. Tugging it over his now bare body, he buttoned it up a bit and grinned at the questions. He wasn't sure which to go with first, so he jumped on the clothes on. Did he go often naked to work? Sometimes! He grinned, winking playfully. "Sometimes I skimp on a shirt under my uniform when it's hot. But never pantless! We have some nice lassies in our ranks, don't need them seeing more stuff then they can handle!" He was clearly humoured. The other, having a day off? Never! That grin stayed on his face and he shrugged weakly, rubbing at the back of his head a bit, ruffling up some of the black hair. Going silent for a moment, he sighed and lowered his hand, mumbling. "I.. guess not? I never really.. Thought you worked all the time.. feels like we work all the time.. never breaks!" He huffed a bit.. but then gently poked the other's chest, a weak smile. "YOu are always pretty even when not working though, huh..? Damien probably keeps ya' on your feet! .. how is that kiddo?" Dimiri asked this curiously before eyeing himself in the mirror, making sure not too much skin was showing, giving him a teasing smirk after. "been driving you up a tree yet~?"[/style]

[sterling blue]

[atrb=cellSpacing,20,true][atrb=border,0,true][atrb=style, background: transparent; width: 440px; padding-left:7px, bTable][atrb=cellSpacing,0,true][atrb=cellPadding,2,true] [STYLE=border-bottom:2px solid #666666; width:auto; text-shadow:#999999 1px 1px 1px; text-transform:uppercase; color:#222222; text-align:left; padding-left:60px;]for only i am in control ! ![/style] [STYLE=margin-top:-18px; width:auto; text-shadow:#999999 1px 1px 1px; text-transform:uppercase; color:#222222; text-align:right; font-size:10px; margin-bottom:-5;]tagged: TIDDERS ◆ words: zero[/style] [STYLE=float:left; background:#ffffff; padding:8px; padding-right:5px; text-align: justify; color:#444444; float:right; margin-left:-1px; margin-right:10px; opacity:0.8; height: 325px; overflow:auto; width:300; moz-box-shadow: 4px 3px 6px #656565; -webkit-box-shadow: 4px 3px 6px #999999; box-shadow: 4px 3px 6px #999999;]Sterling snorted, holding back any hint of laughter he might have towards that comment. Dimitri wasn't that good looking. But he wasn't half bad. Not that Sterling really cared or anything. After all, Dimitri was a boy, just like Sterling was a boy. But was there a rule that said a straight male couldn't consider another male to be attractive? It wasn't like Sterling wanted to do anything homosexual with him. He just thought Dimitri looked pretty good. "I can't believe you just used the word lassies. What time era are you from?" Sterling didn't know if lassies was a word from another time era or another country, but he considered it weird compared to just saying ladies. "I get breaks. Today is one of those breaks. I had something planned for later so I begged for a day off," Sterling took the time to explain, his eyes rolling. In fact, the whole reason Sterling had taken the day off was for that little brother of his. That little Damien. Who was actually quite grown up, but he was still going to be Sterling's little brother forever. "Damien? He's been fine. He's got a flu right now, so I've been trying to look after him." The man crossed his arms over his chest, still trying to get use to this shirt. It was probably going to be stretched and too big for Dimitri by the time Sterling returned it. [/style][STYLE=float: left; opacity:0.8; moz-box-shadow: 2px 2px 2px #656565; -webkit-box-shadow: 2px 2px 2px #878787; box-shadow: 2px 2px 2px #878787;][/style][STYLE=float: left; margin-left:0px; margin-top:20px;opacity:0.8; moz-box-shadow: 2px 2px 2px #656565; -webkit-box-shadow: 2px 2px 2px #878787; box-shadow: 2px 2px 2px #878787;][/style][STYLE=float: left; margin-left:0px; margin-top:20px;opacity:0.8; moz-box-shadow: 2px 2px 2px #656565; -webkit-box-shadow: 2px 2px 2px #878787; box-shadow: 2px 2px 2px #878787;][/style] [STYLE=float:right; text-align:center; border-top:2px solid #666666; font-size:9px; text-spacing:2px; margin-bottom:12px; margin-top:15px;width:100%; color:999999; text-shadow:#999999 1px 1px 1px;]made by HUNNY @ h8u and btn[/style]

[dimitri mathers]

[rs=2][atrb=border,0,true][atrb=cellSpaing,4,true][atrb=cellPadding,4,true][atrb=vAlign,top][style=width: 100px; background-color: f0f0f0; padding: 5px; border: 5px solid #72976c; width: 100px; height: 100px; margin-top: -4px;][/style][style=width: 100px; margin-top: 10px; font-family: Terminal; font-size: 7px; text-align: justify; text-transform: uppercase;]WORDS: 000 words TAGS: Sterling NOTES: RAWR CODED BY TSU DOLL OF ON THE EDGE[/style]

[atrb=vAlign,top][atrb=style, width: 250px; text-align: justify; padding-left: 4px; padding-right: 4px; border-left: 10px solid #72976c;][style=font-family: Arial; margin-top: -4px; font-size: 10px;]"Lass is totally still used!" Frowning, the other pouted weakly as he turned his head away from Sterling. Dimitri wasn't shy about his body, though he wasn't truly overly confident. Was his body attractive? How the hell did he know! He still had growing to do, so who knew. Perhaps he would grow in to some handsome fellow in his later years. Dimi didn't bother thinking about things like that. Instead he was smiling at the other man, ruffling at his hair a bit with his hands, thinking. SO, Sterling really was going out, huh? The thought was so strange to him. "I didn't think you knew.. HOW to have a nice day!" There was an awkward grin that bloomed on the male's face as he shifted awkwardly on his face and then tilted his head a bit, staring at him. Now he was pretty curious as to what the other was doing. Dimitri wasn't trying to insult the other, honestly, he just was surprised. Sterling struck him as a very plain man - he never expressed himself much and well, it was hard to imagine him out, having fun. Now curious, he asked softly. "What are your plans..ah! .. oh.. your shirt must have been for it then huh..? .. well you can keep that one for today! You don' look bad in it." He spoke honestly.. staring at him, trying to cheer the other up.[/style]

[sterling blue]

[atrb=cellSpacing,20,true][atrb=border,0,true][atrb=style, background: transparent; width: 440px; padding-left:7px, bTable][atrb=cellSpacing,0,true][atrb=cellPadding,2,true] [STYLE=border-bottom:2px solid #666666; width:auto; text-shadow:#999999 1px 1px 1px; text-transform:uppercase; color:#222222; text-align:left; padding-left:60px;]for only i am in control ! ![/style] [STYLE=margin-top:-18px; width:auto; text-shadow:#999999 1px 1px 1px; text-transform:uppercase; color:#222222; text-align:right; font-size:10px; margin-bottom:-5;]tagged: TIDDERS ◆ words: zero[/style] [STYLE=float:left; background:#ffffff; padding:8px; padding-right:5px; text-align: justify; color:#444444; float:right; margin-left:-1px; margin-right:10px; opacity:0.8; height: 325px; overflow:auto; width:300; moz-box-shadow: 4px 3px 6px #656565; -webkit-box-shadow: 4px 3px 6px #999999; box-shadow: 4px 3px 6px #999999;]Sterling would show him who could have a nice day. Sterling had a lot of nice days! They were the days he got to spend at home, not on patrol, with cash on his pockets to spend. Days like today. Only with coffee. Now he had none and he wasn't sure he had the money to spare if he wanted to get to shopping later on. "Maybe my good days are the ones without you in them?" Sterling suggested with a little smirk, but he was kidding. Dimitri may have been annoying, but Sterling wasn't gonna let one kid- who never meant any harm, right?- ruin a day in his life. "Joking, of course." Stepping over to the boy, Sterling grabbed at Dimitri's elbow, gently tugging him over to the door. There was no need to stay cooped up in the bathroom together. "No. I just felt like wearing something nice. I was going to shop... you know, buy some medicine for my brother and maybe something nice. Plus the house is running low on food." There was a weak sigh and Sterling ran his fingers back through his hair, attempting to straighten it out, but he just messed it up further. "And I was going to spend time with my brother seeing as that he's too sick to go to school right now. How much time before you have to go out on patrol?" [/style][STYLE=float: left; opacity:0.8; moz-box-shadow: 2px 2px 2px #656565; -webkit-box-shadow: 2px 2px 2px #878787; box-shadow: 2px 2px 2px #878787;][/style][STYLE=float: left; margin-left:0px; margin-top:20px;opacity:0.8; moz-box-shadow: 2px 2px 2px #656565; -webkit-box-shadow: 2px 2px 2px #878787; box-shadow: 2px 2px 2px #878787;][/style][STYLE=float: left; margin-left:0px; margin-top:20px;opacity:0.8; moz-box-shadow: 2px 2px 2px #656565; -webkit-box-shadow: 2px 2px 2px #878787; box-shadow: 2px 2px 2px #878787;][/style] [STYLE=float:right; text-align:center; border-top:2px solid #666666; font-size:9px; text-spacing:2px; margin-bottom:12px; margin-top:15px;width:100%; color:999999; text-shadow:#999999 1px 1px 1px;]made by HUNNY @ h8u and btn[/style]

[dimitri mathers]

[rs=2][atrb=border,0,true][atrb=cellSpaing,4,true][atrb=cellPadding,4,true][atrb=vAlign,top][style=width: 100px; background-color: f0f0f0; padding: 5px; border: 5px solid #72976c; width: 100px; height: 100px; margin-top: -4px;][/style][style=width: 100px; margin-top: 10px; font-family: Terminal; font-size: 7px; text-align: justify; text-transform: uppercase;]WORDS: 000 words TAGS: Sterling NOTES: RAWR CODED BY TSU DOLL OF ON THE EDGE[/style]

[atrb=vAlign,top][atrb=style, width: 250px; text-align: justify; padding-left: 4px; padding-right: 4px; border-left: 10px solid #72976c;][style=font-family: Arial; margin-top: -4px; font-size: 10px;]Any mention was Damien perked up Dimitri. He loved that kid! He was so jumpy, full of energy, and well - just like himself! They always had fun together but drove poor Sterling mad.. which Dimi didn't really mind. It was fun annoying the other! Grinning a bit, the boy listened before staring almost.. confused. Sterling was.. inviting him? Of course he had not said such out right, but the way he pulled him and spoke made it obvious. Silent for a moment, a large grin spread on his face and he gave a cheerful response. "I have off as well! I have the whole weekend since I didn't take days off during the week..". He had been working lots lately - twice as much as usual. It cut his time that he had to visit Arthur down, but he warned the other as such. Of course, he wasn't suppose to visit the other today.. so that left Dimitri rather free.. Staring up at the other, the wide grin didn't fall in the slightest. Reaching his free hand to push up his glasses and keep them from falling, Dimitri leaned towards the other a bit, keeping pace so he was following rather then being dragged and sighing.. He wasn't sure if Trevor was trying to be tough, or just shy.. but he was almost shy when he got like this -- asking with such a huffed cover if Dimitri would come. Giving a weak shrug.. his curious eyes peered at him. ""May I..come with you..~?"[/style]

[sterling blue]

[atrb=cellSpacing,20,true][atrb=border,0,true][atrb=style, background: transparent; width: 440px; padding-left:7px, bTable][atrb=cellSpacing,0,true][atrb=cellPadding,2,true] [STYLE=border-bottom:2px solid #666666; width:auto; text-shadow:#999999 1px 1px 1px; text-transform:uppercase; color:#222222; text-align:left; padding-left:60px;]for only i am in control ! ![/style] [STYLE=margin-top:-18px; width:auto; text-shadow:#999999 1px 1px 1px; text-transform:uppercase; color:#222222; text-align:right; font-size:10px; margin-bottom:-5;]tagged: TIDDERS ◆ words: zero[/style] [STYLE=float:left; background:#ffffff; padding:8px; padding-right:5px; text-align: justify; color:#444444; float:right; margin-left:-1px; margin-right:10px; opacity:0.8; height: 325px; overflow:auto; width:300; moz-box-shadow: 4px 3px 6px #656565; -webkit-box-shadow: 4px 3px 6px #999999; box-shadow: 4px 3px 6px #999999;]Sterling had expected that question. If the boy hadn’t asked, he would have gone right ahead and offered for him to come along. The two of them never got to talk enough outside of work. Maybe Dimitri was a whole different, cooler kind of guy when he wasn’t being a soldier. Though Sterling doubted it. Dimitri was a pain in the ass and he didn’t think that would change just because they weren’t out hunting for mutants. Sterling had survived being around the kid so far. Another day wouldn’t hurt anyone. The plus side to this was the fact that Sterling had someone to carry his groceries for him now. A man who could get all the lasses must be more than eager to carry groceries. Isn’t that the dream for a lot of women? A man who wants to shop with them and carry all their things? ”On one condition,” Sterling started, stopping once they’d left the bathroom and not yet leaving the café. He turned to stare at the boy, a smirk on his lips. Both of his arms crossed over his chest and he nodded his head in the direction of the counter- toward the kid who was at the register, ready to take everyone’s orders. ”You have to buy me a new coffee. I’m not going to get two feet out that door without caffeine in my veins. Sound like a plan?” Sterling would have loved to make the guy who knocked him over buy him the new coffee, but he hadn’t had a good look at the guy’s face. So that plan wasn’t going to work. It was a good thing Dimitri was here then! [/style][STYLE=float: left; opacity:0.8; moz-box-shadow: 2px 2px 2px #656565; -webkit-box-shadow: 2px 2px 2px #878787; box-shadow: 2px 2px 2px #878787;][/style][STYLE=float: left; margin-left:0px; margin-top:20px;opacity:0.8; moz-box-shadow: 2px 2px 2px #656565; -webkit-box-shadow: 2px 2px 2px #878787; box-shadow: 2px 2px 2px #878787;][/style][STYLE=float: left; margin-left:0px; margin-top:20px;opacity:0.8; moz-box-shadow: 2px 2px 2px #656565; -webkit-box-shadow: 2px 2px 2px #878787; box-shadow: 2px 2px 2px #878787;][/style] [STYLE=float:right; text-align:center; border-top:2px solid #666666; font-size:9px; text-spacing:2px; margin-bottom:12px; margin-top:15px;width:100%; color:999999; text-shadow:#999999 1px 1px 1px;]made by HUNNY @ h8u and btn[/style]

[dimitri mathers]

[rs=2][atrb=border,0,true][atrb=cellSpaing,4,true][atrb=cellPadding,4,true][atrb=vAlign,top][style=width: 100px; background-color: f0f0f0; padding: 5px; border: 5px solid #72976c; width: 100px; height: 100px; margin-top: -4px;][/style][style=width: 100px; margin-top: 10px; font-family: Terminal; font-size: 7px; text-align: justify; text-transform: uppercase;]WORDS: 000 words TAGS: Sterling NOTES: RAWR CODED BY TSU DOLL OF ON THE EDGE[/style]

[atrb=vAlign,top][atrb=style, width: 250px; text-align: justify; padding-left: 4px; padding-right: 4px; border-left: 10px solid #72976c;][style=font-family: Arial; margin-top: -4px; font-size: 10px;]What a simple order. Coffee, that was all it would take to make the other happy? A wide smile was growing on Dimitri's face as he nodded. Of course! Gently shaking his head, the boy playfully punched the other's shoulder before grabbing his wrist and yanking him towards the counter. Pulling him towards the front, the youthful male sighed and pat the counter to get the young woman's attention. "If that si all it will take, then order away my friend! I got this!" Giving a gentle laugh, the boy tugged a wallet from his jacket and .. buttoned it up one more, a bit awkward at his exposed front now, with such a sweet looking girl serving them.. still! While the man ordered, Dimitri faced him, crossing those arms over his chest. "So! What kinda stuff you needing ot buy. Gonna need help with that too~?"" He was teasing him hardly, but rather liked it -- Sterling was his favourite to bother. "I hear you are a .. pretty horrible cook! Want me to help ya' out with trying to scrape something up for the kiddo? 'm sure I can think of a stew or something." Stews were easy right? Had to be! Besides, he had one of those fancy phones. He could just look it up.. can't be that hard. Grinning, he reached up to ruffle up the other's hair. "We can figure it out!"[/style]

[sterling blue]

[atrb=cellSpacing,20,true][atrb=border,0,true][atrb=style, background: transparent; width: 440px; padding-left:7px, bTable][atrb=cellSpacing,0,true][atrb=cellPadding,2,true] [STYLE=border-bottom:2px solid #666666; width:auto; text-shadow:#999999 1px 1px 1px; text-transform:uppercase; color:#222222; text-align:left; padding-left:60px;]for only i am in control ! ![/style] [STYLE=margin-top:-18px; width:auto; text-shadow:#999999 1px 1px 1px; text-transform:uppercase; color:#222222; text-align:right; font-size:10px; margin-bottom:-5;]tagged: TIDDERS ◆ words: zero[/style] [STYLE=float:left; background:#ffffff; padding:8px; padding-right:5px; text-align: justify; color:#444444; float:right; margin-left:-1px; margin-right:10px; opacity:0.8; height: 325px; overflow:auto; width:300; moz-box-shadow: 4px 3px 6px #656565; -webkit-box-shadow: 4px 3px 6px #999999; box-shadow: 4px 3px 6px #999999;]That was definitely easy. Sterling had thought that it might take a bit more persuasion to get Dimitri to hand over some coffee money. But Sterling must have forgotten for a minute there that Dimitri was a good guy. A really good guy. He might have been the biggest pain in the ass that Sterling knew, but at least he wasn't hurting anybody. The man went ahead as soon as the other pushed him and wandered to the empty line up at the counter. Sterling ordered his mocha, which was topped with whipped cream and chocolate sprinkles. Sterling made sure to lick all the whipped cream from the top of the hot beverage before he snapped the lid on and looked back to Dimitri with a rather warm smile. "Thank you." Sterling's grip on his coffee was tight, refusing to let anyone knock it out from his hands this time. Again, he grabbed Dimitri by the elbow, tugging him over to the door of the cafe. "Anything. Random things. Snacks, microwavable foods, toothpaste, shampoo, dog food... you know, just the important things," Sterling started listing off the top of his head with a shrug. He didn't bring a list with him of everything he needed and had just assumed he could go by memory and not forget anything. "Damien is sick! You don't feed sick people stew, do you? You're supposed to feed them chicken noodle soup. It's, like, a rule or something. A rule every normal kid learns when growing up." [/style][STYLE=float: left; opacity:0.8; moz-box-shadow: 2px 2px 2px #656565; -webkit-box-shadow: 2px 2px 2px #878787; box-shadow: 2px 2px 2px #878787;][/style][STYLE=float: left; margin-left:0px; margin-top:20px;opacity:0.8; moz-box-shadow: 2px 2px 2px #656565; -webkit-box-shadow: 2px 2px 2px #878787; box-shadow: 2px 2px 2px #878787;][/style][STYLE=float: left; margin-left:0px; margin-top:20px;opacity:0.8; moz-box-shadow: 2px 2px 2px #656565; -webkit-box-shadow: 2px 2px 2px #878787; box-shadow: 2px 2px 2px #878787;][/style] [STYLE=float:right; text-align:center; border-top:2px solid #666666; font-size:9px; text-spacing:2px; margin-bottom:12px; margin-top:15px;width:100%; color:999999; text-shadow:#999999 1px 1px 1px;]made by HUNNY @ h8u and btn[/style]

[dimitri mathers]

[rs=2][atrb=border,0,true][atrb=cellSpaing,4,true][atrb=cellPadding,4,true][atrb=vAlign,top][style=width: 100px; background-color: f0f0f0; padding: 5px; border: 5px solid #72976c; width: 100px; height: 100px; margin-top: -4px;][/style][style=width: 100px; margin-top: 10px; font-family: Terminal; font-size: 7px; text-align: justify; text-transform: uppercase;]WORDS: 000 words TAGS: Sterling NOTES: RAWR CODED BY TSU DOLL OF ON THE EDGE[/style]

[atrb=vAlign,top][atrb=style, width: 250px; text-align: justify; padding-left: 4px; padding-right: 4px; border-left: 10px solid #72976c;][style=font-family: Arial; margin-top: -4px; font-size: 10px;]He really was an idiot. "If you didn't have coffee, I would give you a good ol' swat of that head, broccoli" He mumbled the nickname as they walked, rolling his eyes. Really, who was Sterling to talk -- he couldn't even cook! Though, what really was making him huff was the fact he was being scolded. He always huffed when Sterling scolded him like this, even over such simple stupid things. "or something geeze! Ya' are a pretty buggy old man, you know? I can still make him soup. None of that canned rubbish you were thinking about! Making him some good ol' style home made soup! chicken if you insist." Despite his words, the boy was grinning widely, excited. He hadn't cooked homemade soup since his sister lived with him. He missed cooking for her, taking care of her. Sighing a bit, the bot looked at the man, and gently poked his temple, his smile growing a bit softer. "I'll buy all the bits for the soup.. you worry about buying healthy food and kibbles for the furry yapper!" Laughing rather warmly, he stuck close to the other's side, looking around excitedly as they headed out. "Ya' walk or drive captain veggie tales?"[/style]

[sterling blue]

[atrb=cellSpacing,20,true][atrb=border,0,true][atrb=style, background: transparent; width: 440px; padding-left:7px, bTable][atrb=cellSpacing,0,true][atrb=cellPadding,2,true] [STYLE=border-bottom:2px solid #666666; width:auto; text-shadow:#999999 1px 1px 1px; text-transform:uppercase; color:#222222; text-align:left; padding-left:60px;]for only i am in control ! ![/style] [STYLE=margin-top:-18px; width:auto; text-shadow:#999999 1px 1px 1px; text-transform:uppercase; color:#222222; text-align:right; font-size:10px; margin-bottom:-5;]tagged: TIDDERS ◆ words: zero[/style] [STYLE=float:left; background:#ffffff; padding:8px; padding-right:5px; text-align: justify; color:#444444; float:right; margin-left:-1px; margin-right:10px; opacity:0.8; height: 325px; overflow:auto; width:300; moz-box-shadow: 4px 3px 6px #656565; -webkit-box-shadow: 4px 3px 6px #999999; box-shadow: 4px 3px 6px #999999;]"Broccoli?" Sterling questioned, his lips pursing into a thin line. He hated the nicknames that some people could come up for him. They always named him after vegetables like spinach, lettuce, and now even broccoli. Sterling didn't think it was funny at all. Why couldn't people just call him by his real name? He didn't like nicknames! Sterling carefully moved his cup of coffee into his left hand, not wanting it to spill, and used his right hand to give a quick, hard swat to the back of Dimitri's head. "What's wrong with canned soup?! Are you telling me that you can cook, Dimitri? I'm about to be very impressed if you can prove it to me once we get home." Sterling couldn't cook if his life depended on it. Though, if his life depended on food, he'd just eat it raw because he'd just kill himself by going near a fire or oven. Who did Dimitri think he was? Sterling was not going to let this kid tell him what to buy. Every box or can of food in his house was microwavable a majority of the time. Whether it was healthy or not, he really didn't know. He doubted it. But with Damien always out at school and with those friends of his, Sterling was left alone to fend for himself a lot. That meant he had to use the microwave- his best friend- a whole lot. "Both, but I hope your legs are working because we're walking. The grocery store isn't that far, Kid," Sterling pointed out, his eyes rolling. He nudged the door open with his elbow and stepped outside, giving a little shiver. Though the sun was out, it was only spring. It was still chilly. He was thankful for Dimitri's shirt now. "So we better start walking. You feeling warm enough without your shirt, Dimi?" [/style][STYLE=float: left; opacity:0.8; moz-box-shadow: 2px 2px 2px #656565; -webkit-box-shadow: 2px 2px 2px #878787; box-shadow: 2px 2px 2px #878787;][/style][STYLE=float: left; margin-left:0px; margin-top:20px;opacity:0.8; moz-box-shadow: 2px 2px 2px #656565; -webkit-box-shadow: 2px 2px 2px #878787; box-shadow: 2px 2px 2px #878787;][/style][STYLE=float: left; margin-left:0px; margin-top:20px;opacity:0.8; moz-box-shadow: 2px 2px 2px #656565; -webkit-box-shadow: 2px 2px 2px #878787; box-shadow: 2px 2px 2px #878787;][/style] [STYLE=float:right; text-align:center; border-top:2px solid #666666; font-size:9px; text-spacing:2px; margin-bottom:12px; margin-top:15px;width:100%; color:999999; text-shadow:#999999 1px 1px 1px;]made by HUNNY @ h8u and btn[/style]

[dimitri mathers]

[rs=2][atrb=border,0,true][atrb=cellSpaing,4,true][atrb=cellPadding,4,true][atrb=vAlign,top][style=width: 100px; background-color: f0f0f0; padding: 5px; border: 5px solid #72976c; width: 100px; height: 100px; margin-top: -4px;][/style][style=width: 100px; margin-top: 10px; font-family: Terminal; font-size: 7px; text-align: justify; text-transform: uppercase;]WORDS: 000 words TAGS: Sterling NOTES: RAWR CODED BY TSU DOLL OF ON THE EDGE[/style]

[atrb=vAlign,top][atrb=style, width: 250px; text-align: justify; padding-left: 4px; padding-right: 4px; border-left: 10px solid #72976c;][style=font-family: Arial; margin-top: -4px; font-size: 10px;]Whining briefly at the hit, the boy pouted and glared a slow moment before he broke into a loud smile, slapping Sterling on the back hard, nodding. "Totally, I can! Plus your bro eats like a lil kid right? I totally can cook for a kiddo!" With a smile, he nodded, letting the other lead him towards the store. He didn't mind carrying some things - and walking was fun! It got him exercised at least. Shrugging weakly, the boy grinned at the older man, his idol. "Totally! I run shirtless in the mornings anyhow - this isn't any different. Gotta be a real man~" He eyed the other, smirking at him. He was only teasing the other - he was sure Sterling knew it. In the way he awed at at the man since the day they let, it showed in all his efforts to get the other to notice him - and now that they were close, it showed in how he clung to the other, hanging on to his words, his actions, wanting just a few moments of his time.. he wasn't a fan boy, but much rather, a hopeful youth that looked to the man as a big brother. Dimitri had always been the big brother, the mature one, man of the house - the hero. these days, he liked taking the back seat - letting ster get all the glory while he just ..wanted.. the other to smile for him, maybe give him a hug. This is what brothers felt like, right? Though, normal brothers didn't feel the guilt he hid perfectly behind that glowing smile..[/style]