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<div align=center>"Nuh uh- Wait..." For a moment Jericho questioned Levi's reasoning, thinking on whether or not he'd be more of a coward for taking off or staying where he was. But, after a few seconds it was clear that he wouldn't get an answer from himself. He was using his brain, which was dangerous coming from a guy of his common sense or lack thereof. Maybe it was just a matter of what he wanted to do at this moment. These guys were intimidatingly interesting, so perhaps he'd test fate a little longer. "I dunno. You might be right." And he left it at that before the poor guy have himself a headache.

His seconds comment however soon resurfaced the argument, a slight snort coming from him as he seriously doubted it. "I don't even think you could pummel a kitten, let alone me. Which isn't a bad thing, y'know. It makes you look cute." If he ganged up with Ty, however... Maybe he could get used to living with a rearranged face. He gulped mentally, though soon did get a jump-type scare out of Ty's sudden outburst, the Nephilim almost physically getting smaller as the other accused him. A more-than-nervous smile was on his face, wings unfurling slightly behind him just in case he needed to cocoon himself if punches flew. "What? Psh, I wasn't going to say that don't be silly." He covered up anxiously, clear in his voice that he wasn't exactly being honest. He didn't like lying, he really didn't. He prided himself on sense of loyalty and felt telling the truth was rolled up into that. It just might save his life this one time, however. "I meant boy who happens to be a friend. Totally what I was going to say." Nice coverup. For him, anyway.

He took a few steps back, all of the sudden opting to sit on the ground just so he could hopefully show that he wasn't going to come after him or anything. Also, standing was for chumps. He pulled his knees to his chest, smiling almost cutely. "See? I don't make personal attacks like that. Just little jokes. Surely you know how to laugh at yourself every once in awhile, don't you Ty?" He then chuckled, shaking his head a little. "Then again you really don't seem like the kind of guy that'll laugh that much in the first place. Am I right Levi? You'd know that better." Assuming he hung out with him to have an idea, that is. Jericho then looked back at Ty, now looking at him almost testily. "Lighten up sunshine. Smiling every now and then won't kill ya."</div>

Ty hissed, his nose wrinkled as he tried to restrain himself. Sweat was practically pouring down his back in this god-forsaken jacket, and he wanted to go home right now immediately or else he was going to end up legitimately committing murder. Ty squinted at Jericho's weak coverup, deciding to let it slide for now. Just as long as he knows that we are heterosexual straight not-friends. He wouldn't even call Levi a friend at this point. More like... Roommate who refused to leave him alone and therefore Tyberius just had to suffer in silence. Or as much silence as constant complaining counted for.

His eyebrows raised a little, his mouth quirking up to watch Jericho sitting on the ground. He looked ... Pretty c--no. Grown men were not cute. His face snapped back into a deadpan immediately, his eyes narrowing. "No. I don't laugh." He couldn't really remember the last time he had laughed, really. It was probably when he was a baby, when he couldn't actually control his bodily functions. "Fine. I know something that'll make me smile easy enough." Lurching forward, Ty latched onto the angel sitting in front of him, wrestling him up and grabbing hold of the other man easily. Nudging him backwards a short way, he pushed him backwards into the waiting lake with a careless 'oops'. "Happy now?" Ty flashed a wicked smile, his head tilting faintly to one side. Well, he was smiling, just like the pigeon had wanted.

<div align=center>Yeah, right. Jericho thought with a bit of a sneer, not being one to underestimate but also not one to pay heed to threats unless they weren't empty. Which made him even more of a poor decision maker in that respect, but at least he wasn't going to directly ask for a fight. He was a peaceful guy really- started fights, but never finished them.

"I'm gonna go with both." Jericho responded to him with a cheeky grin, knowing that was true. He may have been very well to striking the one boy's last nerve, but as long as he could crack a joke or two a premature death didn't sound like a terrible idea. After all, the two's reactions to his lighthearted banter varied vastly. That's what made everything so amusing. "Never?" He asked in response to Ty's lack of laughter. That was really sad to him actually. And to think he couldn't be anymore of a stick in the mud, at least to him. "There's gotta be somethi- Gah!" Jericho's voice was cut off as Ty began to push him towards the lake, the poor Nephilim being so dumbfounded that he reacted in no way whatsoever. Thus into the lake he went, his wings splaying out as he splashed head first into the water.

Fortunately for him the lake wasn't so deep as to give Jericho a hard time in resurfacing. But the damage was done. He was soaked to the bone, and his water-dense wings dragged uselessly to his sides as they no longer could fly for the time being. And he wasn't happy about that. At all. He stood up in the water, slowly paddling to the surface before literally rolling onto the shore. He looked up from laying on his back to Ty, with a very disheveled look on his face. "The fuck bro." He asked bluntly before sighing. "Okay so I probably deserved that." He then got up woozily, cold liquid dripping from everything on his body. He looked cold, as indicated in his ruffling feathers. And yet, that same cocky expression soon appeared on his face. "Well damn. Now I couldn't fly away and leave you two alone if I wanted. Guess your stuck with me, huh." Yeah. He wasn't going to let them live this down. </div>