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Finally able to slip away from his insufferable roommate, Tyberius headed immediately to the one spot he figured was safe from Levi. There weren't any people on the roof usually, and the soul sucking leech seemed to feed off human company. His hand went to his healing wound, pressing against it out of habit as he found the stairs that led up to the roof. Taking the steps easily in his stride, Ty quickly emerged from the dim staircase and into the bright day. It had been quite a while since he had been outside, and he forgot what fresh air smelled like. Standing still for a few moments, Ty got a hold of himself, deciding that it would be in his best interest to sit at the edge of the roof.

Padding quietly towards the edge, the faint slap of his soles hitting the concrete was oddly soothing. Standing about a foot away, his pale blue eyes surveyed the scene. Groups of students were laughing amongst themselves, trying to edge in as much social time as they could between classes. Couples wandered in and out of the foliage, preferring a more private setting. It was curious what you could see from such a great height, and Ty immediately wondered what would happen if he kicked a pebble down at the others. Crouching, he scooted himself out until his legs dangled over the side. He wasn't completely healed from his last battles yet, but if something bad happened he could always turn himself and go find Levi or someone.
A sudden noise behind him made him swivel around, focusing on another person that had decided to venture up as well. Turning back around, Ty was determined to at least pretend to ignore their existence, squinting to focus on an interesting looking shrub.
 
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Today was a better day than the weekend. The weekend was boring because nobody was out to give him attention that he rightfully deserved. Flexing in the main gatherings of the school proved to be the best way to go! Girls were giggling, guys were grumbling (some even admired. It was weird but whatever), and he soaked it all up, flexing and demonstrating just how awesome he was! Today was no exception. He had to find more ways of impressing people…Feh, and then he wondered why people didn’t believe he was a werewolf pushing a hundred? Susan had taught him that there were very few of his kind in the world simply because of their lack of control over ‘the wolf’. Most eventually give into their animal instincts, driven crazy with bloodlust and the power they never had before in their human lives. She told Cross that he was different; that he was special. She was damn right and he made sure everyone knew it!

So what better way than to attempt to jump down from the roof? That’s why he was there; he was on a mission and nothing was going to get in his—wait. Who was this up here? Was this guy already thinking the same thing? Was he here to steal his glory? Cross locked his gaze with the boy for a brief second before he turned away. Well…He wasn’t going to be ignored, dammit! He was too awesome to ignore!

See, the thing about Cross is that his size alone made him very difficult to ignore. His ego was just as big as he was and that was another reason why he was almost always noticed. For example, once the boy suddenly found something of (lame) interest, he’d probably notice that he was now suddenly covered in a shadow. Cross’ body had blocked out the sun. As the awkward silence went by, Cross found himself looming over the boy, wondering what could be so fascinating down there when there was awesomeness right behind of him.

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“What’chu lookin’ at?”
 
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Concentrating harder than he ever had in his life, Tyberius studied the little shrub with an intensity he didn't know he even possessed. His face dropped when a shadow began to loom over him, blocking out the sun completely. He had hoped that the awkward silence would force the stranger to go away, but it seemed he was intent on pestering him for whatever reason. With a suffering sigh, Ty folded his arms, finally tilting his head back to look up at the thing that dared bother his peace and quiet. He looked rather out of the ordinary, unnaturally tall and muscular. Ty wrinkled his nose up at the obscenely bulging muscles, wondering if they'd deflate when poked with a pin. "Anything but you, ugly cow."

Rather unimpressed and feeling quite irritated that his silence had been disturned, Tyberius rubbed his temples gently for a moment. He had been hoping to escape his roommate's endless parade of activities and conversations, and had walked straight into another that seemingly only wanted to talk. How dare the man speak to him out of turn? Not feeling too confrontational, Ty turned his head back towards his shrub, staring blankly down at an unfamiliar girl that had begun to do what looked like paperwork. "Why are you still here? What do you want? Are you that impressed with me that you gawk like a little girl? Creepy and gay, to say the least."
 
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Okay, he couldn’t object to the whole ‘ugly’ concept. He thought of himself as big and ugly, but his muscles were beautiful, a masterpiece! ”Tch, uglier than you,” he returned the insult and paused a minute after it left his lips. Waaaait…

Ugh. Susan always told him he needed to think about what he said before words came jumbling out. He was impulsive like that which was what led to this awkward situation. It wasn’t awkward for him; people needed to know of his presence one way or another. Cross didn’t just want to ‘talk’, he wanted to size up this kid who…looked like a creepy limp noodle. Even his eyes were creepy—a strikingly blue contrast compared to the rest of his features. Then the guy began to ramble on which merited a frown from the mountain of a main who was merely squatting right behind him. ”I’m creepy and gay? Well,” he snorted and crossed his massive forearms over his sculpted chest. ”I know your gay because you’re a limp noodle..and your eyes creep me out. And you keep staring at that girl by your stupid bush because your gay,” Sometimes…It was best for Cross to just stop talking, but he always had to say something.
 
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Ty only raised his eyebrows in response to the stranger's rebuttal. He had expected a rise, but not an agreement of any sort. Ty immediately concluded that yes, this stranger was very gay and had a habit of complimenting men perhaps. This whole school was filled with those homosexuals.

Ty threw a startled glance backwards at the man behind him. Limp noodle sounded like a euphemism for a dick. How was he being called gay when this other man was clearly thinking of his body parts? "If I were gay, why would I bother looking at girls? And anyway, you're obviously the gay one if you can't even keep your mind off my dick, you stupid ogre." He was? however, immensely pleased to hear that his eyes could creep people out. He used to hate their hue as a child, but as he grew he discovered the incredible power of striking eyes. If you stared long enough at someone, they tended to go away. Which, is exactly what Ty wanted this stranger to do. Turning himself around, he left one leg hanging over the ledge while the other neatly folded underneath his body. Staring unblinkingly at Cross, Ty questioned the poor fool. It really wasn't his fault that he was so stupid. "Why are you up here, anyway?"
 
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The guy was greeted with the same startled reaction. Creepy eyeballs. He felt like plucking them from the dude’s head. Wait, he was obviously gay? What? If anything, he left Cross feeling confused. That look was suddenly drawn into an intense form of concentration. What…was the connection between limp noodles and…dicks? He was talking about limp noodles in a senses that pasta noodles were all squirmy, soft-looking, and well…limp. What was this guy even thinking? Cross wouldn’t be thinking of his dick. If anything, Cross would be thinking about his own dick. The only dick he was thinking about now was how big of a dick this guy really was—

Wat.

OK HE NEEDED TO STOP THINKING ABOUT DICKS BECAUSE OBVIOUSLY THIS GUY THOUGHT ABOUT DICKS MORE THAN HE DID. Nostrils flared as he struggled to push that out of his mind. Oh, so what was he doing here? This was one of the tallest buildings around campus, of COURSE he was going to be here at some point! ”Because I can go where I please! I was plannin’ on jumping off this building, but,” he pointed a meaty finger at the guy, careful in not touching him because he didn’t want his cooties, “you’re in the way and so is the girl that you’re so not looking at.” He frowned and moved…Only to sit by the noodle. Massive arms crossed over his chest and once again, that awkward silence filled the air.

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Until—

“You know how I know you’re gay?” He didn’t even give Ty a chance to answer. Instead, he reached over and daringly messed up Ty’s hair. Personal space? Around Cross, a normal thing such as that doesn’t exist. ”Your hair isn’t manly enough, noodle.”
 
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Ty could practically see the wheels whirring inside of the other mans head as he thought. It was almost fascinating to watch this lesser life form try to function, and Tyberius couldn't help but wonder about what Levi would think of this stranger. "You can go anywhere you like? I'm surprised they haven't assigned you a babysitter." A massive finger was pointed at him, and despite feeling mildly threatened, Ty didn't flinch.

Waving an arm out in the direction of the rest of the roof, Ty stared openly at Cross. "I'm not sure why you would want to hump off a perfectly good roof, but you're welcome to .. hump anywhere else." After all, it wasn't like Ty had chosen the only spot that was worth humping from. Cross had sat beside him, and an awkward silence dragged on. He enjoyed silences, but it felt wrong when it was awkward. He definitely didn't want to be the first to break it, and remained stubbornly silent. Until a hand mussed his hair. Hissing, Ty swatted at the fat hand that messed up his hair. He didn't spend too much time on it, but he made sure it looked at least half taken care of. "And your gay hair is too girly, ogre. Why are you sitting here, anyway? Go find a different roof if you can't bear me watching you hump. What's your name, anyway?"
 
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Did he…eat something funny in the cafeteria this morning, or was this man actually encouraging him to hump the roof? He blinked once, twice, then rubbed his face furiously. This conversation was getting weirder by the second. He had to have meant ‘jump’. Maybe there was something in his juice, BUT WHY DID IT HAVE TO KICK IN NOW? He probably looked disturbed, but he did his best to pretend the reason for his disturbance was the fact that said girl was sitting there studying underneath the two. He meant jump. Totally—but I mean, if he really wants to see me hump, I can’t say no. He decided to focus on the gay hair comments and what his name was. He looked over at Ty with an incredulous look on his face; that face that basically screamed How do you not know my name?! because everyone should know him by now on this campus. Hell, he bet even the nerdy chick below them knew of his name!

”Tch! You don’t even KNOW?!” Time for a bit of fabulous education! He rose from his spot and posed! He flexed his biceps and bathed himself in the sunlight that just so happened to shine upon him like nature’s natural spotlight. ”I am the greatest monster hunter that ever lived!” He changed it up, looming over Creepy Eyes and curling his biceps again. Even his pectorals had a will of their own, tensing individually or together as he freely spoke! ”I’ve crossed the country and dominated over every creature that faced me! I’ve lived for years, fighting for truth, love, and justice!” a flock of white pigeons just happened to fly past in the background as he threw his arms behind his head, showing off his muscular torso that his opened vest did little to cover!

He swept his hair back, flashing a confident pearly-white smile. ”I AM THE—“

He curled one bicep! ”ALPHA!” He posed again, hands upon hips and his chest tightened. ”THE OMEGA!”

He drew closer to Ty and propped his foot up on the extra portion of ledge that he was sitting on..well, stomping is a more appropriate word. The concrete cracked beneath his boot. He pulled off a perfect Captain Morgan—right down to even having Ty literally eye-level with his crotch. Thatwasn’tintentionalbutwhatever—He jabbed an enormous thumb against his chest with that confident smile. Those impeccable ass muscles tightened in a way that totally called for a whip cracking off in the distance.”I’m Cross Stark, the most badass werewolf you’ll ever meet!”He laughed triumphantly, pleased that Ty was actually willing to sit through that introduction. Well, he couldn’t blame the guy. It WAS fabulous after all! But there was that nagging thing in the back of his head..and he needed to say it now. ”And I bet I can hump this roof harder than you can!” He said that loud enough for the nerdy girl and several students to finally look up at the pair. All eyes were on the two of them now—especially the one that pointed off randomly at the distance with a look of purpose.
 
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Startled by the sudden change of tone, Tyberius jerked backwards, his head retracting a little into his neck much like a turtle. Regaining his composure, Ty stared up at the man who was spouting some nonsense about monster hunting. He was flexing for him now, and Ty winced a little, consciously trying to not make a face at the disgustingly large muscles that were rooted underneath Cross' skin.
Ty just about giggled when he kept going on and on about how great he was. Truth be told, he was beginning to get a little bored of this whole thing. Honestly, if someone felt the need to keep talking about how incredible they were, they must not be all that interesting.

Just barely managing to hide a yawn, Ty's eyes lost their focus for a moment, his nose twitching as he forced himself to snap back to the moment. Something about omegas. Was this guy religious? He sure didn't look it. Suddenly, his nose was right where he definitely didn't need it to be, and Ty shrank backwards, snarling in disgust. He literally just said he wasn't gay, and this man immediately shoves his dick in his face. Why.

Wait, hump? Why was Cross wanting to hump the roof suddenly? "Hump.....?" Confused, horrified and just a little disturbed, Tyberius stared up at Cross, more than a little uncomfortable with his current angle. Rectifying the situation, Ty scooted backwards, standing now as well. "Why on earth would you want to hump a roof... Especially a roof housing many children..."
 
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Slow blink. He stopped his posing and looked down at the limp noodle. What did he mean why would he want to hump a roof? “What? Why would you want to hump a roof ‘housing small people’?”[/color] That’s what he thought of kids; small people. Well, everyone was small to him but whatever! He was quite pleased to see Tyberius shrink in his glory. It must have swept him off his feet, overwhelming him with much admiration for ‘Mr. Wolf’ <s>as some ladies called him</s>…But back to the manner at hand, Cross snorted, steam literally billowing out from his nostrils at the man’s sudden denial.

”YOU were the one that suggested I ‘hump somewhere else’” He emphasized and exaggerated the quotation marks of what he CLEARLY heard.”And NOBODY tells me where I can and cannot hump! Shit,” This conversation was clearly going in the wrong direction and he needed to rectify this! Oh wait, he didn’t even know what this guy’s name was. He rabbit punched the kid’s arm and while that was supposed to be a friendly, subtle jab, it probably was going to make the poor guy fall over. Cross didn’t know what the term ‘gentle’ was. ”Whatever, I won’t do it right now because it’ll surpass your humping capabilities,” Wow…That was a mouthful coming from him! He was a canine after all. Humping things was supposed to be his thing.

”So what’s yer name? You didn’t tell me and if you don’t, I’ll keep calling you a limp noodle…Because that’s what you are, a limp noodle. Not a dick.”

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”…Though you are a dick for suggesting that I hump the roof.”
 
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