FOOD!!!

[Tyler Dias]

"50 times is a good deal for you anyway but I’m never going to get killed." She was generous to Maddie, he thought because she was a fellow Kinrick and possibly one who had a mind similar to Trish's.
It was interesting to watch her pile someone else's plate while it used to be her own only and that was all that was important when it came to food sharing. Some benevolent heart was down there but he refused to even sway himself to believe it was inside Trish even though she wasn't selfish.

"That's just bad; i'm keeping my pants on when you're around you know? But i always knew you wanted something from me. Like raping me in one way or another."
He said in a bored tone and debated whether to take her plate of pie away from her while she had her eyes closed or not risk a flying fork and leave it as it was.
There was no appetising thing on the table for him anyway so he just sat and surveyed the hall.

[Patricia Tran]

"Well 50 times clearly isn't enough if you're still here! And you're not Superman! Sooner or later, I'm gonna get'cha, you're not gonna come back, and I will be celebrating your demise out on one of the beaches of this dinky little isle in a two-piece sipping on martini, and you will be nothing more than a bad memory!" said Trish looking hopeful at the idea of being in peace and quiet with no Tyler to pester her.

Now, Trish didn't really mean that she wanted Tyler dead. Really- Tyler was an ok-guy as long as he didn't bother her, but since he always did Trish would pull out something outrageous from her weapon collection and threatened him with it, usually threatening to cut off a particular anatomy that made him virile.

However, instead of scaring the balls out of him like it would every average Joe, it just made Tyler come back for more, and more, and more. Trish was some sort of sick amusement for him and that flustered her deeply because it would mean she would never be rid of him.

What Tyler said next made Trish chuckle, "You think your pants will protect you from me and my handy dandy pocket knife? Oh Dias, I thought you'd learn after my 50 attempts on your life! And I do not want to rape you any other way than violate your ass with my boot! You have nothing to offer me that I can't get elsewhere!" Trish noticed how Tyler's eyes stayed on her plate so she said dryly, "You seem awfully interested in my grub- would you like me to dress you up with some more pie then?"

[Tyler Dias]

"I'm never leaving, unfortunately for you! Who the heck wants to be superman anyway? And...i'm sure i'd rather be here to see you wearing that two piece no?"
Making a face, he knew that inside of him was a burning question of leaving for the better but he had to say it like he wasn't going to be rid of that easily. Like a cockroach she'd like to compare him by; there'd be a definite cause in making a dramatic departure too since he tagger on to her like a leech for entertainment so often.
What a rocky friendship they had.

He was only joking again and yet being serious that he didn't think there was reason to be like superman. No matter what and if little kids out there idolised him; they were clearly brainwashed.

Some day he'd stop coming back for more just so Trish would actually be enjoying that martini and at one of the beautiful beaches, with nothing to miss. This wasn't just some depressed thinking but more of a fact and it wasn't only for her anyway...
Snickering, he shook his head and sighed again overdramatically, putting an arm around Roxy coolly as if mocking Trish and her plate of food. But what reason to do that; there was none.

"I thought my pants would at least be a border but who knew you'd be so intent on getting in? 50 attempts isn't really enough since you've never delivered me from this world!? You shouldn't talk, haven't you learned to kill me properly yet?
I'm not even going to take that as an insult since you've never even tried to do it...with me or elsewhere.
But i don't want to have more pie, you just like to dress me up."

[Patricia Tran]

"You wouldn't want to be the man of steel? You should; otherwise, you would not be alive to see me in a two-piece. Which is probably a good thing, you wouldn't want to be scarred for life seeing me in bikini."

Trish really wanted to leave right now, but not before she had the last words so she stuck around to banter with Tyler and then she was gonna leave since she was pretty full right now and there was no other reason to stick around. Unless she wanted to get an even more splitting headache than what she has now, which she doesn't.

"Well, I would have killed you earlier, but where's the fun in snuffing you out just like that? I think I might wait a little longer now too before I doing the inevitable- enjoy our last banterings before I move in BTK style. And how would you know whether I tried to do it or not? And you're right, I do like dressing you in up pie, but it's kinda getting old so..." Trish looked around the table and spotted nearby, an ice-cream sundae, so she grabbed that quickly, flung the ice-cream towards Tyler, and watched as it made it's new home on his face and shirt with amusement. Quickly Trish grabbed her stuff, "Bye Roxy, Mads, everybody!" she said nodding her head at everybody and swiftly leaving the scene with a grin.

[Tyler Dias]

"oh fuck, you're not going anywhere Trish! Not for this..."
Smudging the ice cream sundae that had splattered onto him from her devious throw, off his face and shirt, he snatched out his wand from his pocket and pointed it directly at her. "Immobulus"
It could have been any worse charm but he chose this one; what the reason was, again he didn't know.

Getting up, he left the sundae on him and practically strut to her, out of sheer pleasure in making this happen, seeing her grin frozen on her face and her eyes dart and blink.

"I'd be scarred for life if i saw, indeed. But that's only if looks could kill you know...
It was getting old. Everything gets old for you though so what difference does it make sometimes?"
Halting and leaving her a perimeter of one metre, he finally cleaned himself for the nth time but gripped his wand without intention of putting it back anywhere. He was almost talking to a wall or a statue in this case since she couldn't reply him yet. It was one of those harmless spells anyone learned to perform and he wasn't worried the act had been in the great hall.

"And by the way, i didn't keep you here with me just because i loved you or anything. It was quite fun really, but you can't just leave like that?"

[Patricia Tran]

Trish couldn't move. She was stuck in the middle of the Great Hall. Damn! So close yet so far! Trish thought looking at the exit with longing. She spotted Ty out of the corner of her eye and seeing as how she couldn't moved, she kinda wished she was Superman and be able to bore a hole in Tyler with her heat vision.

Hearing Tyler's speech she rolled her eyes irritably. Why is he doing this? To keep me around? Well, it's not really much fun for him if I can't speak now is it? And what the heck, I can leave if I want, you don't control me Tyler! But of course, it was useless-it's not like he could hear her thoughts.

[Tyler Dias]

There was some longing in her eyes and he knew at once that he had succeeded in making her one step closer to being completely outraged by his existence. She was already outraged and possibly thinking it blasphemous but that didn't matter to him since it only showed mildly.

Speaking his thoughts to make sure she would know what he was thinking; it was so cool that she couldn't talk back and the retorting was impossible and he wanted her to have a fit and argument in her conscience.
"I guess I’ll leave like you were though. I can't say i liked being 'ditched' at the table with Maddie and Roxy? The silence was killing, you know?"

The spell would wear off soon but it wasn't for another few minutes and it was plenty of time for them both so he reached over and extremely uncomfortably touched her face as if she was his sister or affectionate partner.
Gagging inside, he knew she was too, but she couldn't even let her face contort in the pain and it made him want to laugh before he turned and strode quickly towards the great doors, nodding to both Maddie and Roxy for his departure; a smirk prominent on his face again as he left through the heavy doors that swung shut in seconds.

Leaving Trish frozen in a hateful memory and publicly 'stuck' until the spell wore off or someone saved her.

[Patricia Tran]

OOC: You son of a bitch! ;D.

[Tyler Dias]

ooc: I love you too Trish.
I thought you were my mom?

[Patricia Tran]

OOC: Right- as if I would raise a monster like you!

[Tyler Dias]

ooc: oh no, you didn't raise me...
you just had me and that was it!
lmao

[Patricia Tran]

OOC: Fine, I just had you and that was it! But can you blame me? You were a dreadful baby then and you're still a dreadful baby now! Ooo what now?!

[Tyler Dias]

ooc:haha, i blame your genes that i've inherited. lol!
and you can't say anything to me being a dreadful baby since i need my deprived childhood.

[Patricia Tran]

OOC: See.. that's why our mom and son relationship would never have worked...We're too much alike... And you know what they say... likes repel...

[Tyler Dias]

ooc: thank whatever is up there and down there for that.
we're not that much alike though. Never thought you'd say that...funnier thing is, this entire thread was emphasising how different we were.