Secrets Are A Bitch (Saku and Nimeneth)
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				Title: <strong>Secrets Are A Bitch (Saku and Nimeneth)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Nimmy</strong> on <strong>30-07-2009, 16:58:28</strong>
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				Keith Libertini was a quiet man and a humble one, despite the fame of having a number of bestselling thrillers and mysteries out on the market. He avoided the fans of his work, which were everywhere, and kept to the safety of his penthouse apartments. If even that got to be too much for him, being in the middle of the city as they were, he knew of many secluded places he could escape to to get away from the press of people. And he could be there in seconds.<br><br>Keith could teleport, basically. He liked to call it jumping, but that was mostly because the word "teleport" made him think of Star Trek and "Beam me up, Scottie" for whatever reason. That, and it made him think of a relatively calm trip. Jumping was not calm - he found it exciting, because there was always the risk of being found out. Of course he'd prefer it people didn't, but the added risk had a little thrill to it.<br><br>Most people would call him a supernatural freak if they knew that by merely focusing hard enough on a location, he could go there. He considered it a gift, given his preference for solitude. Of course, it hadn't always been that way for him - he used to love being around people, when he was a teenager. Things, unfortunately, always had a way of going sour.<br><br>He had discovered his abilities completely by accident when he had escaped being mauled by a grizzly bear he had encountered on a hike. It had scared the hell out of him when he realized he was back in his bed, but it had been a surprising confidence boost. That boost led to having enough confidence to approach people he liked at school and ask them out. That had led him to his first serious relationship with a young man named Jacob.<br><br>The confidence and his then-social nature didn't last. His jumping was the cause of Jacob's death in a car accident, because Keith had freaked out about something or other and wound up in the middle of heavy traffic. Jacob had been driving one of the cars involved, and in order to avoid hitting the person who appeared in front of him out of nowhere, had swerved into the opposite lane and collided head-on with an SUV. Both drivers were killed. As a result, he turned into a recluse, cutting off all ties with family, friends, and anyone else other than his editor.<br><br>Today, Keith was avoiding even his editor, ignoring his phone and email and everything else other than his cat, Athena, who was purring in Keith's lap as he hid from the world, again. She, of course, didn't mind his eccentric ways. She was a cat.<br><br>The phone rang again, and Keith threw a pillow at it, knocking it off his desk in hope of shutting it up. Of course it didn't stop ringing, just merely moved a few inches. He picked up his cat and cradled her as he walked out onto his balcony. It was quiet for midday in New York, but not quiet enough. Biting his lip, he quickly returned inside and set Athena down. He made sure she'd be set for a few days, packed a small bag, and jumped. A few days on the beach somewhere would do him wonders, mostly to help calm his nerves. Why wouldn't people leave him alone?
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				Title: <strong>Re: Secrets Are A Bitch (Saku and Nimeneth)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Saku</strong> on <strong>03-08-2009, 19:01:05</strong>
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				One year after Roland disappeared and the Jumper David and his girlfriend Millie vanished off the brink of the earth or so it seemed, Christopher Pike jumped into view. He replaced Roland in his search to take out Jumpers and made a name for himself by eliminating those who got in his way. However, Christopher had a different way of approaching Jumpers, for he disliked Roland's way of killing them for the pure pleasure of it.<br><br>That was downright sadistic and even though the man tried to justify what he did by saying only God should have that power, it still was wrong of him. He should have been locked away for torturing people like that. Roland's only purpose was to kill all the Jumpers whereas Christopher had a different purpose altogether. No one knew what it was and that was what made him such an interesting Paladin. Today he was at it again.<br><br>This time he'd looked up the recently rich and famous people and looked up their addresses so he could pay them all a visit. To determine whether they were Jumpers or not. Keith Libertini was the next one on the list and Christopher had read up about him and his recent tragedy which might or might not have anything to do with a Jumping ability. He knocked on the door of Keith's penthouse apartment and waited for the door to open and for Keith to invite him in.<br><br>If he didn't, Christopher would have to invite himself in. He heard the phone ringing off the hook and knocked again. This time a bit louder this time and then there was what seemed to be a miniature earthquake. Damn. A Jumper. Christopher put his strength into it, managed to break open the door, stepped into the room and quickly took out what appeared to be a modified pen from the inner pocket of his jacket.<br><br>He made a few swiping lines in the air around him and tendrils of things that looked like a thick smoke appeared where Keith had just jumped. Christopher quickly walked over to that area and clicked another part of the pen as he traced an outline of the jumping portal almost as if he were drawing the portal itself. When the outline was complete the portal shimmered and then pulsed as it opened once more and Christopher quickly jumped into it, holding the pen tightly.<br><br>The portal would be open for only a period of ten seconds and then it would close regardless of what was happening inside or outside. It was quite a lovely invention really. Roland had figured out the first part but Christopher had adapted it into a more manageable object and advanced it a bit. He hadn't given his invention over to the government though for he knew it would be misused and he didn't intend for that to happen.<br><br>So this invention of his would remain a secret from others. It was just a tool used to gain what he wanted and as long as he continued to take out Jumpers no answers would be demanded. Christopher emerged at the beach where Keith had jumped to and quickly put the pen in the inside pocket of his jacket as he looked around. Where was his elusive Jumper?
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				Title: <strong>Re: Secrets Are A Bitch (Saku and Nimeneth)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Nimmy</strong> on <strong>03-08-2009, 19:38:38</strong>
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				Keith made his way down a faint, narrow path through the heavily forested island interior. He had built a small, simple hut here shortly after he had first discovered it. It was large enough for a bed, a small chest of drawers, and a desk and chair, and the storage of some food supplies and his camping stove. A simple place, really, but he didn't mind it. The only reason he owned penthouses was so he could hide away from people. None of them were lavishly furnished.<br><br>Finally, Keith found his hut and went through the grassy curtain he had put over the entrance. He unpacked his bag into the small chest of drawers and stowed it under the bed. Checking his food supply, he was happy to find that he had enough for dinner tonight if he went fishing, and quickly changed into a pair of swim trunks before stepping out and cleaning up the clearing. That done, he turned and went to start back to the beach in his swim trunks.<br><br>The water here was a warm temperature, and nice and clear. A swim always calmed him down and let him start getting himself back together. He allowed a smile as he came eventually back to the beach.<br><br>The smile quickly faded when he spotted a man in a suit (pale colored) standing on his beach. He stopped short and stared at him, quickly looking around for a rowboat or a boat on the horizon. He saw neither and chewed on his lip. He hadn't heard a helicoptor, which was the only other way to reach the island. Was this another person who could jump like him? Why was he here?a
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				Title: <strong>Re: Secrets Are A Bitch (Saku and Nimeneth)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Saku</strong> on <strong>04-08-2009, 17:47:53</strong>
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				It only took a few seconds to realize that the place Keith had jumped to was not populated by many people. That could be a bit of a problem unless he could come up with a convincing lie to tell the Jumper should Keith catch sight of him. Christopher thought quickly and decided upon something, just as Keith returned to the beach and he was certain it was the Jumper he sought since he fit the description. It had to be him, there weren't that many people here on this beach.<br><br>Christopher noticed that Keith had stopped short in his tracks upon seeing him and Christopher crossed his arms against his chest as though he were waiting for Keith to come up to him, almost as if he was expecting him. When the Jumper did not move one inch, Christopher raised his arm in the air and swung it back and forth as though trying to get Keith to come closer. He wasn't acting very aggressive and that was the whole point.<br><br>The Paladin needed Keith to come within range of him. If he didn't, Christopher would have a hard time tracking him down. He would probably manage to eventually but still, it was a pain when he was here right now. Lips parted to call out to him. "Oy! Libertini! What the hell do you think you're doing here? Why haven't you been answering my calls? You've got to get some writing done and if that's what you've been doing then why haven't you informed us?"<br><br>Christopher shouted out, pretending as though he were one of the new editors looking over Keith's work. Hopefully the ploy got through to him for Christopher did indeed look the part, dressed in a pale colored suit and looking quite the editor part. There was the whole deal with the helicopter or boat but he could say he landed elsewhere which couldn't be checked out anyway. Since he intended on capturing Keith before he would be able to make sure his story was real.<br><br>The only question now was what would Keith do? Would he come over to him or would he remain where he was?
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				Title: <strong>Re: Secrets Are A Bitch (Saku and Nimeneth)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Nimmy</strong> on <strong>05-08-2009, 04:24:24</strong>
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				Shit. What the hell? Where had this guy come from and who did he think he was? Keith was pretty sure he didn't know him, and had never seen him before in his life. Well, maybe once before, thinking back on it. He was pretty sure he spotted the man in the pale suit sitting at a cafe one evening last week. When he had left his apartment (a rare occurrence) for a midnight caffeine binge for his all-night creative outpouring. Maybe that had been him.<br><br>Keith backed up a step or two back into the overgrown jungle, watching him warily. "You're not my editor, and you're not with the company either. If you were, you'd know that I sent in the manuscript for my last two chapters two days ago. Secondly, nobody knows about this island except me, and thirdly, I didn't hear a helicopter and I don't see a boat of any kind. And you're completely dry so it's not like you swam here."<br><br>Plus his editor had only been calling him for about an hour before he had decided to run away. Not enough time to send someone after him. It wasn't like the avoidance was abnormal behavior on his part - it happened every few weeks. Keith would ignore his editor, drop off the grid, and reappear a few days later with another few pages.<br><br>Who the hell was this guy and how the hell did he get onto the island?
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				Title: <strong>Re: Secrets Are A Bitch (Saku and Nimeneth)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Saku</strong> on <strong>12-08-2009, 00:11:27</strong>
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				Of course Keith didn't know him. Christopher had already thought up a way to explain that part but the part about the writer having already sent in two chapters of his manuscript to the company was news to him. Why had the editors been trying to get in touch with Keith then? Christopher had pretended to know the writer and so they had told him to have Keith send in some chapters before the deadline passed or else there would be hell to pay.<br><br>If Keith had already sent them in, then what was that all about? Neither of them could know that the chapters Keith had sent in two days ago had gotten misplaced in the mail and hadn't gotten sent out to the company for some reason. "I <em>wasn't</em> your editor up until now. They had to replace the old one, check it out for yourself and as for my helicopter it's on the other side of the island, you <em>do</em> know there are lots of places to land."<br><br>Christopher said with a raised brow and shook his head as though he were fairly harmless and moved forward at a nice easy pace. The object was to not startle or scare the writer for he needed to get close to Keith. He had to think for a bit on the fact that apparently no one knew about the island except for Keith and Christopher rolled his eyes at the other. "As for how I found the place, don't you think we keep tabs on you?" <br><br>He inquired and now had closed half the distance between them and was approaching at a steady but casual pace. Soon he would be a few feet away from Keith if the other didn't move at all. Things were going fairly well so far and he hoped they continued this way. "Come now, tell me what I need to know and I'll be gone." <em>Preferably with you</em> He thought inwardly as his fingers twitched a bit, preparing themselves for what was to come for it wouldn't be too long now before he made his move.<br><br>Only a few more steps and he'd be within range. And this Jumper wouldn't be going anywhere in the near future.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Secrets Are A Bitch (Saku and Nimeneth)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Nimmy</strong> on <strong>12-08-2009, 01:17:38</strong>
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				"I don't believe you," Keith said quietly, taking a few more steps back. "I didn't hear any helicopters in the area. I may be younger than you are but I'm not stupid."<br><br><em>Shit. I shouldn't have come here,</em> he thought, keeping an eye on the stranger. He was looking for a place where he could bolt into the jungle and find a place to jump from without being seen. <em>How did he follow me? He's pretty much standing where I arrived... No sand whipped around either so there definitely wasn't a helicopter involved.</em><br><br>"And there's a difference between keeping tabs and stalking me. It's people like you I've been trying to get away from! What do you want?" The man was still approaching, even though Keith continued to back away from him. "And stay where you are!" He was biting his lip but trying to hide it. What the hell was going on here?
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				Post by: <strong>Saku</strong> on <strong>14-08-2009, 01:45:48</strong>
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				Should he abandon this charade? He was so close though and it didn't matter if he lost his cover when he was within range since he didn't intend on letting Keith jump, at least not without him. Not to mention the fact that Christopher was used to following jumpers so he wouldn't get all dizzy like some Paladins did when using that big bulky equipment Roland had depended upon. He had no interest in following Keith all over the world when he didn't even know if he was the Jumper he was looking for.<br><br>This was just a job for him. Until he could find <em>him</em>. But he had no idea if this particular Jumper was even still alive or where he might be located so he didn't want to waste his time trying to hunt down Keith when he could be using that time to search for the one he'd been searching for ever since- Christopher cut his thought off and he focused his attention on Keith. That was where it should have been anyway but he'd gotten distracted by his thoughts.<br><br>Keith was quite a stubborn guy and Christopher suddenly made his move. His leg muscles tensing as he launched himself forward to close the short distance between him and the Jumper. If Keith hesitated for a second, Christopher would have him but if he didn't there was a chance the other might escape which would be a pain in the ass for the Paladin. "I want you to settle down so I can talk to you. I know what you are. That's what I want to talk to you about. You damned Jumper."<br><br>He exclaimed in a rather annoyed tone of voice.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Secrets Are A Bitch (Saku and Nimeneth)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Nimmy</strong> on <strong>14-08-2009, 19:38:56</strong>
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				What should he do? Should he jump rapidly all over the place and see if he could lose this person? Would that even work, since it seemed that this guy had followed him through his jump scar somehow? Or would he still be followed? While the other man's attention wandered, Keith took several steps carefully back into the underbrush, taking advantage of the lapse. He was trying to find a place where he could hide long enough to let the man wander away. Then he'd jump when he was sure that his scar would close before it could be exploited.<br><br>But where would he go? Not back to his apartment, not yet, since this guy probably knew where he lived most of the time. He absently wondered if Athena was okay, but snapped his attention back to the situation at hand. He probably shouldn't fall into making the same mistake that the guy he was confronting was currently making.<br><br>He brought his attention back to his surroundings just as the guy who had followed him jumped at him. Keith yelped and tried to back up, but was knocked over with the other man on him. His mind froze when he heard that the man knew what he was and called him by the name that he had called himself.<br><br>"Why do you want to talk about what I can do? It's no big deal! I only use it to get away from people who bother me. I've never hurt anyone or done anything illegal with it!" he said, trying to squirm away from the man. He paused for a moment in his mental processes and bit his lip. "Well, not intentionally," he added quietly. "Now let go of me!"<br><br>Abruptly, he started doing quick, random jumps, hoping to somehow lose the man following him. Maybe he'd get sick or something and let go and then he'd finally be free. After a few minutes of doing this, he returned to the beach of the deserted island, panting. So that hadn't been a good idea. He had never jumped that much so fast before and he was probably not ever going to do it again unless it was an emergency. When he opened his eyes, he saw that the man still had a good hold on him. He dropped his head back to the ground and groaned.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Secrets Are A Bitch (Saku and Nimeneth)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Saku</strong> on <strong>18-08-2009, 03:33:04</strong>
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				In the process of launching himself at the Jumper, Christopher had accidentally scratched himself on a tree branch as they both went down and he yelped as well. "FUCK!" He exclaimed, growling as he returned his attention to that of Mr. Libertini who was speaking and his eyes narrowed when he made out the words the other was saying. It was the same crap they all pulled. They probably didn't <em>intend</em> to do anything illegal but that didn't mean they could control themselves or their ability.<br><br>That was what made them a menace to society which sealed their fate. If they hadn't been Jumpers he wouldn't be going after them for only God should have the power they had. Roland had been right about that at least although he was messed up in carrying out justice for it his brand of justice and not <em>real</em> justice. Killing others wasn't right, not unless they were judged before God first and the Paladin had a way of finding out what God's will was and if said person deserved a second chance or not.<br><br>No one got a third chance, if they screwed up the second one, which they got if they were lucky, Christopher would eliminate them. He didn't take any chances or else he might be looked upon as a sympathizer towards Jumpers and that was not what he needed. "You Jumpers always say that but you always end up doing something illegal anyway. You can't control your powers, they control you. You're a menace to society. Or at least right now you are. Unless you can prove yourself before God."<br><br>Christopher said, staring into Keith's eyes as though he were searching for something but didn't quite find it for some reason. Then Keith started to Jump all over the place and Christopher knew that he couldn't let go or he might lose him today and that would be most inconvenient. It shouldn't be that bad since he was used to the Jump portal by now. So he held on and when the Jumper ended up back at the beach he still clung to the other's arm since he didn't trust Keith to stay in one place.<br><br>Hell, if he was Keith he would still be trying to find a way to escape! So why would Keith be any different? It was instinct to try and get away from a source of danger and right now that danger was him. Even though he wasn't really dangerous...well maybe he was but only to those that had forsaken God. For nothing was worse than that. "Prove yourself to God and I'll give you a second chance to redeem yourself and try to gain control over your ability. Or else I take you out."<br><br>The Paladin told Keith and waited to hear what the other had to say for whatever it was it would be interesting. By now he had to realize that Christopher wasn't like ordinary Paladins and not his new editor.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Secrets Are A Bitch (Saku and Nimeneth)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Nimmy</strong> on <strong>18-08-2009, 05:04:30</strong>
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				"The only thing I've done that you can count as illegal is killing someone, but even if you wanted to try me in a court it would be involuntary manslaughter if anything. Just went to the wrong place at the wrong time," Keith said quietly. He chewed on his lip and looked everywhere but at his new clingy "passenger". Damn him for bringing up the memories that Keith seriously preferred to forget!<br><br>"And I can control my powers. Clearly not the way you want me to be able to. Same way you're probably not able to control your mouth all the time. I made sure I could do that after... what happened." He chewed on his lip. He had to fight hard to suppress the memories again, but it didn't work.<br><br>He could hear the screech of tires in his head again, the blaring horns. The breaking glass and the crunch of metal also. He could still see a little of the wreckage through the whirling snow, and saw, in the distance, the lights of the responding emergency personnel. He remembered scrambling over to the wrecks, feeling horrible for having causing this, and completely crushed when he saw the faces in the vehicles. Just before the emergency vehicles arrived, he was gone.<br><br>"God doesn't exist," Keith said after snapping himself out of the memories. "Not to me. Not anymore. If he did he would have helped me when I needed him. He would have stopped me from making the mistake I made and he would have stopped me from killing someone I loved." His voice was low and filled with emotion. Clearly this was a subject that got to him far too easily when brought up. He sighed and locked eyes with the man on top of him.<br><br>He had no idea what this man was or what he was after, but he was truly a religious fanatic. He had no care for the opinions or comfort levels of those around him (clearly illustrated by the way he had first tackled Keith and pinned him and was still clinging to his arm). Keith suspected that he was about to get verbally abused for his lack of belief in God at the very least. He wouldn't put it past the man practically on top of him not to get physical with him for his lack of disbelief.<br><br>"Who are you to judge me, anyways? Why do I have to prove myself to God and you don't? I'm not a bad person! If you're doing what I think you're doing, I'm pretty sure God isn't going to be too happy with you when it's your time, if that's what you believe. And don't go and give me the same justification the knights used for the Crusades. Nobody was right there. And if you were my editor, even a new one, you should know that." The Crusades, after all, were the basis behind the historical fiction he was working on right now.<br><br>"If you're going to take me out, just do it now. You'd be doing me a big favor, really." Oblivion was looking mighty nice right now, because it meant that he wouldn't have these memories tormenting him any longer. And if you wanted to subscribe to that belief, he'd have a chance of seeing Jacob again and apologizing for his stupidity.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Secrets Are A Bitch (Saku and Nimeneth)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Saku</strong> on <strong>24-08-2009, 21:13:54</strong>
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				Not for one second had he let go of Keith's arm. He didn't dare to for he hadn't yet made a connection with the other and until that happened he wasn't sure if Keith would remain here. Christopher did listen to the other though and he frowned when the Jumper actually admitted to killing someone and he couldn't tell if Keith were responsible or not. He <em>said</em> he wasn't but everyone lied. Even him. People lied to protect themselves.<br><br>It was a survival instinct. The way Keith was avoiding looking at him told him that either the Jumper had been responsible for the death or he felt guilty about it for some reason. Perhaps both. Christopher's eyes narrowed as Keith verbally bashed him and he almost let go of the Jumper to raise his fist at him. But realized at the last second that Keith might use that opportunity to leave him stranded here on this deserted island. Tricky little bugger.<br><br>He wondered if that had been intentional or not. If it was the former, he would have to watch himself around Keith Libertini but if it was the latter he would need to do the same as well. Since it meant this Jumper had quite a bit of luck on his side. It would be beneficial to know which one though since luck could only get you so far whereas intelligence would get you farther. Keith's words about 'what happened' struck his interest.<br><br>For it was obviously something that bothered him. Christopher decided to remain silent though for it seemed as if Keith <em>wanted</em> to talk about it, almost like something inside him was trying to tell the story. And then out it came. Christopher regarded Keith suspiciously for this sounded too much like a tragic story from a movie or book and he wondered if Keith was trying to play him. To get him to feel moved and thus release his arm.<br><br>Once he had the Jumper would jump off and the Paladin would have to track him down again. It was quite a plan, something that most new Paladins would probably have fallen for but he was not new and in fact was quite experienced. His grip tightened a bit. Whatever the case was, Keith was certainly a good actor for his performance was quite believable. Perhaps even true. But Christopher had no way of telling this.<br><br>Not yet at any rate. "Do tell what happened." Christopher said dryly, just the right amount of skepticism in his voice to show Keith that he didn't quite believe him and yet not too much to make him offended should the story turn out to be true. It wasn't as though the Paladin was an over-obsessive religious fanatic like many of the others that shared his title had been. Those people couldn't stand it if others thought God had forsaken them.<br><br>Christopher simply believed in God and that no one should have powers unless everyone else in the population had them. It didn't matter if other people thought God had forsaken them, it only mattered if they thought he didn't exist. For God could be a bit mysterious in his ways but he <em>was</em> there. That much was for certain. So when Keith spoke of his belief that God didn't exist, Christopher's eyes narrowed and he slapped him across the face quite hard with his free hand.<br><br>How dare he say that?! "Don't you dare say that. He <em>does</em> exist and if you want to continue living you will seek his forgiveness for that blasphemy!" He exclaimed and shook Keith a bit, trying to rattle some sense into his brain, now if the other said God had forsaken him or that he had left him that would be fine. Christopher could convince him otherwise. Keith could prove himself to God and be forgiven. But to say God did not exist?!<br><br>He was simply deluding himself. "I prove myself to God every day by not-" The Paladin started to say heatedly and stopped himself just in time before he let something escape that could destroy him. Damn. What was <em>up</em> with this young man? Something was different about him. Shit. Could Keith Libertini be who he had been looking for all this time? His grip loosened a bit as the thought struck him. He was jolted out of his thoughts when Keith spoke again.<br><br>Christopher looked down at him once more. "I'm not your editor. But I may be something to you." Christopher murmured, an uncertain look upon his face for the first time and he blinked rapidly trying to regain his confidence again.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Secrets Are A Bitch (Saku and Nimeneth)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Nimmy</strong> on <strong>25-08-2009, 05:25:04</strong>
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				Keith was really, <em>really</em> hoping that this guy would let go of his arm very soon. His grip was getting a little bit tighter and it was starting to become uncomfortable. He did understand why he wasn’t going to let go, but it didn’t keep him from hoping. He tugged on his arm to try to free it, to no avail, when the man frowned at him. Great, more judgment from “above”. Keith scowled.<br><br>He noticed a flinch when he started going off on this guy and made a note to tone it down a bit to avoid getting punched. But only just a little bit. A punch in the face was just about worth getting away from this crazy guy and get his life back in order – under a new name, likely, and certainly far, far away from people like this. If he could help it, of course, which was iffy, since this guy had literally come out of nowhere.<br><br>“Ow,” Keith said as he felt fingers digging further into his arm. He leveled a glare at the guy holding onto him. “If you’re going to insist on keeping a hold of me, don’t squeeze so hard. Asshole.” He was in an even fouler mood than when he had first been tackled, and that was saying something. Why had he opened his mouth and said anything about the accident? It was just going to be used against him and he was going to wind up being called a sinner. Again.<br><br><em>“Do tell what happened.”</em><br><br>“Bah,” Keith grumbled. “Like you’d believe me. Or really even care. But whatever. Long story short, I freaked out and next thing I knew I was in the middle of heavy traffic. The driver that I jumped in front of swerved into the other lane, couldn’t regain control and…” He could hear it again. The breaking glass and the smash of the two car bodies. He swallowed thickly and blinked quickly to keep from crying. “And crashed. Smashed his head on the windshield and died on impact.”<br>&nbsp;<br>Keith started when the guy slapped him across the face. He blinked in surprise, then glared at him. “What the hell was that for? If God wants to punish me for what I say he’d do it!” He aimed a punch at the guy’s jaw when he was starting to be shaken, hard, and it connected. Not hard enough to knock him off, or really seem to distract him too much, but enough to make Keith feel marginally better. “You prove yourself to god by not doing what?”<br><br><em>“I’m not your editor. But I may be something to you.”</em><br><br>“Well thank you for <em>finally</em> setting me straight. It’s not like I hadn’t known you weren’t my editor from the start,” Keith muttered. He scowled even more and glared. “And what could you possibly be to me?” He decided not to rub too much more sarcasm into this guy’s face. Although now his curiosity was aroused, that might be easier to say than to do. The guy looked rattled by something. “Other than an asshole and a stalker, I mean.” That one was warranted.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Secrets Are A Bitch (Saku and Nimeneth)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Saku</strong> on <strong>25-08-2009, 19:05:17</strong>
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				Despite himself, when Keith expressed a bit of pain at the tightness of his grip, Christopher found himself easing up on the Jumper. Perhaps it had been his good nature but the Paladin had never thought he had one, at least not for a long time, not since the beginning. But then, what else could it be?<br><br>Unless he was the <em>one</em> and that thought was both terrifying and at the same time exciting. The former because what if he were wrong and the latter because what if he were right? How would things change? No need to get ahead of himself though. There would be time for that later on once he'd confirmed a few things for himself.<br><br>Since all the other times he'd thought he had found him Christopher had been proven wrong. Hopefully this time things would be different. Keith. Interesting name. He wondered if that was even his name or not. Christopher listened to the story Keith was telling him and decided that he would believe him for now, it seemed as though he believed the events.<br><br>If he were being played it would come out eventually but if he weren't, well it was best to show some sympathy, especially if it turned out Keith <em>was</em> the one he was looking for. Had been for all his life. He was drawn out of his thoughts by Keith's next words, oh yes he'd been trying to get Keith to prove himself.<br><br>"If you want to prove yourself to God I have a place where you can do so. Where you can get a second chance if you're lucky and your faith is strong." Christopher told him as he had told a select few Jumpers in the past that he'd encountered who didn't seemed as though they were doing any harm.<br><br>He was a bit surprised and caught off guard when Keith actually punched him in the face and he barely managed to turn his head. As it was the punch caught him on the side of his cheek and he could tell that there would be a bruise there later on either tonight or tomorrow morning. "What was that for?"<br><br>Christopher exclaimed and made a face when Keith had to bring up what he hadn't meant to tell the other. Christopher raised his free hand and waved it in the air. "It doesn't matter. You're right, I don't prove myself to God. I'm an ass. Whatever." He said, trying to make Keith forget about his words for it was something he didn't want to bring up.<br><br>Not in the least. The Paladin didn't even know why he had started to say it, no Jumper had gotten him so riled up before after such a short time. Keith <em>had</em> to be special. He <em>had</em> to be the one he sought. Or else why was Christopher so off his game? Christopher bit his bottom lip as Keith asked what he could possibly be to him.<br><br>Now was not the time to say but Keith would want to know. "I have to check a few things first before I can say. And they are things um...that...um... are kind of personal. May I have your permission?" He asked as he pointed to Keith's inner leg and his butt but as it was Keith would probably not be able to know exactly where Christopher was pointing to.<br><br>This was quite awkward and he hoped he wouldn't have to explain and if he did, how on earth was he going to get Keith to submit to such searching?
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				Title: <strong>Re: Secrets Are A Bitch (Saku and Nimeneth)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Nimmy</strong> on <strong>26-08-2009, 04:56:59</strong>
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				The grip on his arm eased enough to make Keith not feel like he was about to lose circulation in his arm and hand for an extended period of time. As his circulation returned to normal, he felt a slight tingle, but nothing strong enough to cause discomfort. That had certainly been a change of heart, and in return, Keith decided he wasn’t going to try to pull away again, at least for now.<br><br>He watched this person quietly, suddenly aware of how… compromising this position was. He was flat on his back in the middle of a secluded jungle, with another guy on top of him. If he had been the kind of author who dabbled in trashy romance novels, he knew he could get a lot of mileage out of this scene. He was pretty sure that his imagination was going to do something with it, which might do something for his practically non-existent libido. Which was a relief, since part of Keith was starting to get fed up with his lack of sex and human contact.<br><br>That was all well and good, assuming that he didn’t start getting a hard-on while still pinned under a maniac. It didn’t look like he would, though, since he could feel a number of insects crawling over his bare skin, a very uncomfortable situation. He squirmed a little bit.<br><br>“Look, if you’re going to keep me pinned, can we at least move to the beach where there aren’t ants crawling in places they really shouldn’t be?” he asked, brushing a few ants off his upper legs and out of his swim trunks. “I’ll cooperate for now.”<br><br><em>“If you want to prove yourself to God I have a place where you can do so. Where you can get a second chance if you’re lucky and your faith is strong.”</em><br><br>“And that would be some secluded monastery in Tibet where I can meditate on my wrongs?” Keith asked, cocking an eyebrow. “And what do you think that was for? You slapped me first.” As soon as the words were out of his mouth, Keith made a sour face. <em>Way to sound like a five year old, Keith. Way to go.</em><br><br><br>He did have to hand it to this guy, he was pretty good at changing subjects. For now, Keith was going to let the matter of proving one’s self to God drop, but he was going to bring it up later when he was bound to catch his attacker off guard and maybe get an answer out of him. A straight answer, that was.<br>&nbsp;<br>Both his eyebrows made their way straight up to his hairline when his attacker asked for permission for… something. With a slight grumble, Keith jumped them both to the beach and away from the bugs, since this guy didn’t seem too inclined to get up and physically move lest he risk losing Keith. It was understandable, but annoying.<br><br>“Permission to do what?”
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				Title: <strong>Re: Secrets Are A Bitch (Saku and Nimeneth)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Saku</strong> on <strong>23-09-2009, 21:37:08</strong>
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				It was rather relieving when the Jumper who stood before him didn't instantly try to yank out of his grip once Christopher had loosened it. This told him that Keith actually wanted to know why he was there, other than the obvious reason of course and that made him a bit more relaxed about Keith. Enough so that he actually let go completely but remained sitting on top of the other male. He could easily grab him again should the Jumper decide to jump again.<br><br>The Paladin didn't think much of being on top of another man at all but that was probably because he knew certain things that Keith didn't, at least for the moment. Things that would make it become a bit awkward should they turn out to be true. He felt Keith squirm under him in the next moment and if the young man hadn't been who Christopher thought he was, the Paladin's mind might have gone somewhere dirty.<br><br>Much like Keith was probably thinking about, hell with the sort of books he was writing he might as well be, right? In every thriller or mystery there was always some sort of romantic relationship involved and in Keith's books there was quite a bit of detail involved. Almost as though Keith was missing that sort of thing in his life. The romantic crap in Libertini's books wasn't the sort one might see in a trashy romance novel, it was fiery and passionate and made perfect sense with his material.<br><br>It was the kind of love that everyone dreamed of having and only came around once in a while. If he was who he thought he was, everything would make sense about his books, his past and what was going on with him now. If. Why not confess here? It wasn't as though anyone else was around. As Keith had said he hadn't heard a boat or a helicopter nor had he seen anyone else on the island, so who could be spying on them? In fact this was a perfect place. All he had to do was make sure of a few things.<br><br>Christopher listened to Keith as he spoke of moving to the beach where there wouldn't be any ants crawling all over his body and he nodded, deciding to trust him for now. He walked over with Keith to the beach and then gestured to the wet hard packed sand, not too far away from the soft waves that lapped up on the shore now and again. "Please lie down again. I feel more comfortable in the position you were in earlier. I know it might seem a bit awkward but I'm not sure I can trust you."<br><br>The Paladin hesitated for a second and then added, almost as an afterthought. "At least not for longer than a few seconds. Who knows when you may change your mind and decide to Jump?" Christopher waited for Keith to comply with his wishes for he didn't think they were too hard to follow at all. It wasn't as though he meant to sexually assault him, the guy was a man after all so Keith had nothing to fear and it would help speed things up.<br><br>"No, it's a little place not too far away or at least I don't think it is. Where are we by the way?" The Paladin asked as he looked around, wondering where they had ended up. He raised a brow when Keith told him that his slap had been for the one that Christopher had delivered to him earlier and he chuckled. "Perhaps you're right." It was only after Keith asked him what he needed permission to do that Christopher looked a bit uncomfortable and almost embarrassed.<br><br>He cleared his throat as his eyes flickered to the side and then he finally managed to look him in the eye. "I would like to examine parts of your...body...for a specific birthmark. To ensure that you are the one I am searching for, have been searching for all this time." Christopher said, trying not to actually let Keith know exactly <em>where</em> he would need to look. For some reason he had a feeling that if he told Keith where he wanted to look, the Jumper would deny his request.<br><br>And then things would get a bit dicey because he wouldn't be taking no for an answer. He <em>had</em> to find out whether Keith was his--
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				Title: <strong>Re: Secrets Are A Bitch (Saku and Nimeneth)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Nimmy</strong> on <strong>23-09-2009, 22:31:56</strong>
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				When Keith was finally allowed to get up, he quickly brushed the ants off him, trying not to dance around in an effort to get them off. It was DISGUSTING to feel ants crawling all over him, and he was glad to be out of that situation. Quietly, he walked with the other man to the beach, staring longingly at the water as the waves lapped the beach. All he had wanted to do was go swimming and get away from people for a while, and look where it had gotten him.<br><br>What harm was taking an impromptu vacation, anyways? It wasn't like he was going out of his way to kill someone or to rob them blind or what have you. He put effort into making money (okay, maybe not a lot of effort, but it wasn't his fault he had a way with the English language and an active imagination, and what better way to make money than to do something you liked, anyways?), unlike some other people he knew of.<br><br>When the man asked him to lie down, he looked at him incredulously. He wanted him flat on his back again, and that made Keith a little nervous. He sat down and then lay back slowly, lacing his fingers behind his head so he was comfortable. He squinted up at him, annoyed at the angle the sun was falling on him, but settled down.<br><br>"Why? It's not like I can't jump like this, you know," he asked after he was settled. The sand felt a lot better than the bugs had, so he wasn't really annoyed at where he was. He brought his knees up and dug holes in the sand with his heels, burying his feet into the cooler sand underneath. It felt nice doing that, even if it might have seemed a little childish.<br><br>"Whatever," he muttered when the man said he didn't trust him. "It's not at all obvious," he growled sarcastically. He sighed and looked around as the man started talking about where he was to go to repent not being too far from here. He did make a point to ask where they were, exactly, and Keith saw no reason to lie to him. "We're in the South Pacific somewhere. I think we're a few hundred miles south of Hawaii, to be more precise, but I make a point of not bringing a GPS unit along with me so I can't tell you exactly."<br><br>His eyebrows went back in the direction of his hairline a moment later, when the man started looking uncomfortable and embarrassed. That couldn't be good, and it sounded even worse when the man said something about needing to look at certain parts of his body for a specific birthmark without actually specifying where he needed to be looking.<br><br>"I'm going to assume from your hesitance that where you need to look is somewhere below my waist but above my knees, right?" he asked. He sighed and shook his head. <em>If you wanted to get me naked, there are far better ways of doing so. And none of them actually involve you tackling me to an ant-covered ground.</em> "You could have just said so, you know. I don't like when people beat around the bush the way you do." <em>And I don't like people who attack me, for that matter.</em><br><br>What exactly was this guy looking for, anyways? He was being intentionally vague about his intentions, and that made Keith a little bit uneasy.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Secrets Are A Bitch (Saku and Nimeneth)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Saku</strong> on <strong>02-11-2009, 16:05:40</strong>
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				Being observant he noticed Keith's look of longing as the Jumper glanced at the water as the waves lapped at the beach and tensed a bit. Was he thinking about jumping again? But when time passed and Keith remained with him, Christopher relaxed a bit since it was obvious Keith wasn't going to jump at the moment but that didn't mean he wouldn't later. Best be on his guard. There was no way he was losing this one. Especially not if he turned out to be the one he'd been looking for all his life.<br><br><strong>"Yes, I know. But I figure it makes you feel uncomfortable and thus you won't be concentrating too hard on Jumping. It puts me at ease, so get over it please."</strong> The Paladin said as he rolled his eyes at him and was satisfied when Keith complied with his wishes and did as he had asked without too much of a fuss. Now came the hard part, the questions about checking the birthmarks that were located in very private areas. And of course it had to be in the most intimate of places.<br><br>Christopher actually flushed lightly when Keith hit on the general area he wished to explore and he cleared his throat. <strong>"Yes. I-uh-I do need to look there..."</strong> He muttered, his words becoming a bit messed up due to the way he was feeling right about now, it was downright embarrassing this part. And Keith hadn't made it easier by resisting. Most of the men he'd encountered and asked had instantly started to fight him or had gotten angry or mad and that had made it better.<br><br>All Christopher had needed to do was rip and tear at the clothing, search for the mark that never happened to be there and then 'take care of' the Jumper in question. But Keith was not resisting and was simply responding and it made Christopher feel a bit...off balance and there was just something about him that was different from the others he'd encountered. <strong>"Can you remove your-your pants please?"</strong> He asked, a bit of color tainting his cheeks as he avoided looking into Keith's eyes.<br><br>He had a feeling that Keith was the one and he hoped that he would see the birthmarks on his body because if he didn't he would be devastated since he was pouring all his hope into this one man. It wasn't the smart thing to do but he couldn't help himself. Keith had to be him.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Secrets Are A Bitch (Saku and Nimeneth)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Nimmy</strong> on <strong>02-11-2009, 16:41:04</strong>
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				Keith shrugged and made a non-committal sound at the man who was practically on top of him again. "I'd only be going as far as the water right now, anyways," he said, and that was the truth. It's not like there was really anywhere he could jump in a pair of swim trunks that wouldn't attract a ridiculous amount of attention. Not really even another beach because he didn't have any other beach-goer gear to work a disguise anyways.<br><br>Seemed like whoever this guy was, he knew how to stop someone like him from going other places pretty well. That seemed to mean that there were other people like him, other Jumpers. He wondered why he hadn't heard of any, but figured they probably led low-key lives, for the most part. He wiggled his toes in the sand again, contemplating this.<br><br>Either that, or people like this guy hunted them down and harmed them. The thought made him shiver a little bit. It wasn't reassuring to be practically be pinned by someone who could hurt him. Although, since this guy hadn't done much other than slap him once, he figured he was okay.<br><br>"Do you need to look on the front or back?" Keith, lifting his hips in a somewhat appealing way. He had to admit, this guy was kind of cute, and if he couldn't go swimming to have some fun, maybe he could flirt a little instead. He hooked his thumbs in the waist and pulled them down, glad he kept his pubic hair trimmed.<br><br>He rolled onto his side so he wouldn't wind up with sand up his ass, and pulled his trunks off, spreading them out on the sand under him before settling back down to wait. He was pretty sure that someone had mentioned that he had an interesting birthmark, but he couldn't remember exactly what they said it looked like, or what the guy was looking for.<br><br>He did know that the mark was high up on his inner thigh, pretty much right behind his balls, so he couldn't see it himself, since he would have to contort in able to see it. It was probably easier seen from the back, but it all kind of depended on what the man in front of him decided to do.<br><br>To be honest, he wasn't exactly against the idea of having this man's hands on him in this way.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Secrets Are A Bitch (Saku and Nimeneth)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Saku</strong> on <strong>05-11-2009, 21:53:15</strong>
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				Not the sort of response he had expected. Christopher felt a bit awkward when Keith lifted his hips in a somewhat appealing way as he asked whether he needed to look on the front or back and his eyes shifted elsewhere. <strong>"I need to look...uh...high up on your...inner thigh."</strong> He finally managed to get out. Christopher watched as Keith hooked his thumbs in his waistband and pulled them down, showing off his fairly decent package deal that made him a man.<br><br>This was a rather uncomfortable situation for him and he imagined for Keith too although the latter didn't seem nervous or embarrassed and that made Christopher flush lightly, enough for the both of them. Why did he always get this way? When it wasn't through force, Christopher seemed to have trouble with intimacy. It was like he lost all confidence in himself. He couldn't explain it. The Paladin took a deep breath and let it out slowly. <strong>"Okay, here I go."</strong><br><br>He said out loud, more for himself than for Keith. Christopher swallowed hard and then let his hand creep forward to alight on the other man's cock and he lifted it a bit gingerly as if he was afraid Keith might slap his hand away. Then, with his other hand he pushed aside Keith's balls and looked for the mark. The mark that had eluded him for years and his eyes widened, breath quickening as he saw it, there it was, a crescent moon shape with a Z right through the middle of it.<br><br>A very unique birthmark, one that only he and the one he was searching for were supposed to have. He stood up and extended his hand to Keith who was still lying on the ground and probably staring up at him. <strong>"Christopher Pike. It seems as though I'm your brother."</strong> Christopher said as he stared down at Keith, waiting for a reaction which he was sure would come. Most likely denial, Keith would tell him he didn't have a brother which was true for him.<br><br>Keith wouldn't remember it since they had been separated at birth. But Christopher could tell him everything that had happened. What his mother had told him.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Secrets Are A Bitch (Saku and Nimeneth)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Nimmy</strong> on <strong>06-11-2009, 01:39:26</strong>
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				Keith hid a smirk as the awkwardness the man was likely feeling showed on his face. He laced his fingers behind his head, not missing the fact that the man's eyes lingered on his package, and swallowed another grin. He could have some fun with this if he wanted. He was tempted to do so, too, because it had been a little too long since had been with someone.<br><br>He blinked in some surprise when the man said he'd have to look on his inner thigh, where he knew he had a birthmark. He narrowed his eyes and frowned a bit. This couldn't be coincidence. He was pretty sure he had whatever the man was looking for, although specifically what that was or what it meant was beyond him at the moment.<br><br>Keith watched as the man managed to gather together a bit of confidence and moved his cock and balls out of the way. He made a conscious effort not to get hard, or moan when he was touched, but it was difficult. He thought about maggots stripping a corpse, and other such disgusting thoughts, and mercifully stayed soft.<br><br>Although it was kind of hot to be handled like this.<br><br>He blinked up, shocked, when the man introduced himself... as Keith's brother. His initial reaction was to deny it, although he remembered before he opened his mouth that he had been adopted so it was likely true. His next reaction was to recoil a bit in disgust. His own brother had handled his cock, and he had almost gotten hard? What kind of sick soul did he have, exactly?<br><br>The author went the safe route and scrambled into his swim trunks again before his body decided that now was a good time to get hard.<br><br>"So... since I'm your brother," he said cautiously, "what exactly do you want with me now?"
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				Title: <strong>Re: Secrets Are A Bitch (Saku and Nimeneth)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Saku</strong> on <strong>06-11-2009, 18:54:19</strong>
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				At first he could only stand there staring at Keith, almost in shock when instead of denying what Christopher had told him Keith accepted it almost instantly. What was going on here? Had he known all along? Or was he playing around with him, acting as though he believed Christopher but in truth thought in his head that he was a complete lunatic? <strong>"That's it? You're not going to deny what I just said? What sort of person are you? If you're playing around with me, let me tell you that I do not like being messed with!"</strong> Christopher exclaimed, narrowing his eyes as he stared at Keith, wondering what was going through his brother's mind right about now.<br><br>For he was certain that Keith was his long lost brother due to that birthmark, it was too unique to simply be a coincidence, not to mention the fact that Keith was a Jumper. <strong>"I expected denial, anger, outrage, laughter, anything but acceptance!"</strong> He continued, going through the list of emotions and shook his head, not knowing how to proceed from here, Keith kept turning him upside down and Christopher couldn't find a solid place to put his feet. So to speak. The Paladin felt off balance since Keith wasn't resisting and was actually cooperating and being quite logical in the process and he chewed on his lip, eyes flickering from one side to another.<br><br>It might have seemed as though Christopher was freaking out but he wasn't. No, he was just trying to figure Keith out. Christopher let Keith grab his swim trunks again and put them back on his body and he looked over at Keith when the other male asked what he wanted to do with him now. <strong>"I don't know. I've been looking for you ever since I became a Paladin...and now that I've found you, I'm not entirely sure what to do next."</strong> He said frowning and looked up at him, wondering if Keith would finally say that he had been joking about this all and that he seriously couldn't believe he was his brother. It was the normal response that most people would have had.<br><br>Because if he didn't, Christopher would have no idea what to do or say next and hopefully Keith would have some answers for him.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Secrets Are A Bitch (Saku and Nimeneth)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Nimmy</strong> on <strong>06-11-2009, 19:46:47</strong>
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				"I've known I was adopted since I was 6. My adoptive parents never really hid that from me after I figured out that there weren't any pictures of me before I was three and I realized I didn't look anything like either of them," Keith said with a shrug. He took a moment to study his brother's face to see if there was any resemblance.<br><br>Well, they did have similar facial structure - high cheekbones and a defined jaw being most noticeable. He hadn't noticed that earlier, mostly because he was kind of in the process of attempting to get away from Christopher. And another thing... when they both got angry, they seemed to really get angry. That didn't necessarily point to being family, but in some cases it could.<br><br>"I don't have much of a reason not to believe you, anyways," Keith said, plopping back into the sand. "There are a few too many similarities in our facial structure for it to really be a coincidence, and we both seem to have pretty explosive tempers. You're just more high strung than I am." He leaned back on his elbows and grinned.<br><br>Even if this man was his brother, Keith was still attracted to him. He seemed to lazily stretch, but hooked his foot behind his brother's ankle and pulled, knocking him off his feet and onto his ass in the sand. The author rolled on top of him, to keep him in place in order to get some answers.<br><br>"Since you're here and not sure what to do now, I have some questions," he announced. "First off, are you older or am I?" He was pretty sure Christopher was older, but wanted to make sure. "Next, how did you follow me here? You're clearly not a Jumper or I probably would have heard you arrive. What's a Paladin?"<br><br>There were a few other questions, mostly involving sex habits and the like, but those could wait. Maybe if he was naughty enough he would be tied up and punished. He sat up, settling on Christopher's hips and wriggling around a bit under the pretense of getting comfortable.<br><br>Really, it was more to see if he would get a reaction.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Secrets Are A Bitch (Saku and Nimeneth)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Saku</strong> on <strong>07-11-2009, 19:49:52</strong>
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				How Keith explained why he had accepted what Christopher had said made perfect sense. His lips twitched slightly for the author reminded him somewhat of Spock right about now, taking in the information and giving a cool and logical explanation in response. Christopher narrowed his eyes at Keith as the other male said that he was more high strung than him and parted his lips to shoot an insult back when he realized Keith had been teasing him.<br><br>He ducked his head, a bit unsure how to respond since he wasn't used to people teasing him in a nice way, his life had been more of a quest to find his missing brother and to make sure the world was a safer place for everyone. That was about it. Christopher let out a yelp when his brother hooked his foot behind his ankle and pulled, knocking him off his feet and onto his ass in the sand. Having gotten distracted in his thoughts he hadn't been paying as close attention to the Jumper as he should.<br><br>And thus this was where it had gotten him. He felt a bit uncomfortable when Keith rolled on top of him, this was his brother after all...and the position they were currently in was not...brotherly. <strong>"I'm older. By a year."</strong> Christopher responded automatically as though he'd been asked this question a million times by someone, that or he'd gone over it in his mind enough times in preparation for this day. Keith's next question was a bit tricky though and he grimaced.<br><br><strong>"It's a secret and way too complicated for me to explain, I'd have to actually show you."</strong> He said and sighed when Keith asked what a Paladin was, this young man clearly had no idea what he was up against, it was a good thing that Christopher had found him and not one of the others.<br><br><strong>"You know what Jumpers are. Paladins are their sworn enemy. They belong to a secret society dedicated to killing Jumpers because they believe only God should have their ability. In the past Roland and the others simply wanted to track Jumpers down and eliminate them. In the present there is another option, now we kill the aggressive Jumpers and lock up the passive ones where they can't do any harm."</strong> Christopher explained, knowing he shouldn't tell Keith this.<br><br>Especially since he was a Jumper but this was his brother, the one he'd spent all his life trying to find. He felt his body respond when Keith sat up and wriggled around a bit on him and bit his lip. Hopefully Keith hadn't realized that this was making him rather horny...
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				Title: <strong>Re: Secrets Are A Bitch (Saku and Nimeneth)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Nimmy</strong> on <strong>08-11-2009, 00:28:15</strong>
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				"Seems I've proven my point," Keith said with a chuckle as Christopher went to respond to his teasing comment with a bit of temper. "You are high strung." And it seemed, not so good with being teased, even kindly. Keith would have to help him get over that little "default," not that Keith didn't have problems with people himself. They were just more of an avoidance kind.<br><br>"You really need to relax a bit more. I'm not out to hurt you or anyone else," the author said in an attempt to placate his brother. "I mean, I do work for a living - it's not like I'm out stealing from anyone or something like that. I just... prefer my own company." He shrugged. "So stop being so jumpy around me. I don't bite." <em>Unless you ask nicely,</em> he added in his head.<br><br>He nodded in response to Christopher's almost automatic response to the question of who was older. Seemed like that was something he'd gone over in his head. His eyes narrowed when he heard that Christopher's mode of transportation was a secret. He'd always hated when someone had used that as an answer, but he relaxed.<br><br>He listened intently as his brother explained about Paladins, shivering when he was told that they killed people like him because only God should have this power. "Don't you think that if God, should there actually be one, wanted to be the only one who had the power to go places at will, he would have made it so he was the only one? I mean, if you believe that everything was created in its present form... why would Jumpers even exist?" he asked.<br><br>Keith blinked for a moment when he was told that they locked the passive Jumpers up rather than just killing him. "So that's part of the reason you're here, isn't it? To lock me up? You're kind of forgetting that I'm techncially a celebrity and that my disappearance for anything longer than like a week wouldn't go over too well with the general public."<br><br>He hid a grin when he felt Christopher stir under him, and shifted a bit more for good measure. He knew that he really shouldn't be doing this, but the fact that being with family was considered taboo made the whole situation that much more appealing to him.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Secrets Are A Bitch (Saku and Nimeneth)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Saku</strong> on <strong>23-11-2009, 16:23:13</strong>
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				He wasn't accustomed to being close with another human being because he couldn't afford it. Yet all his life had been leading up to this day when he'd found his brother and now that it was here he had no clue what to do with his life and that made things a bit more difficult than he'd expected. Christopher would explain about his mode of transportation probably when they left here. But it was hard to explain so Keith would know since the Jumper couldn't see what he did since the Paladin would be tracking Keith's traces of Jumping which the other man couldn't see. It might be better to wait until they found another Jumper, after all they were bound to run into another.<br><br>It wasn't as though Keith was the only one left. Jumpers were being found every day, almost as though they were being created every time they exterminated one. <strong>"Perhaps Jumpers existed as a mistake. A byproduct of something man created and God did make man but he didn't make man into what they are today, they evolved on their own."</strong> Christopher explained, for that was the logic that had driven him into belief for it was highly logical that this was what had happened and it was the duty of the Paladins to make sure the Jumpers were exterminated. Or at least kept locked away. He averted his eyes when Keith asked if he was here to lock him up.<br><br>That had been the plan at first but things had changed now that he had discovered Keith's true identity. Christopher's lips twisted into a grimace when Keith spoke of him forgetting that he was a celebrity who would be noticed if he went missing for long periods of time. <strong>"We have a system for that as well. You'll be presumed dead in some way. The agency has ways of making it happen so the public will believe it."</strong> Christopher enlightened Keith and tensed a bit when he felt Keith shift above him and couldn't help but realize that the other man was hard against him which meant...something Christopher didn't want to think about.<br><br>But Keith was quite attractive except for the name but names didn't matter, only the man himself and a part of him wondered what it would be like if Keith wasn't his brother and merely some Jumper he'd been destined to find. Christopher might have jumped him right then and there and in the sexual sense not the literal sense. But things were more complicated since he was his brother and they were related because incest just wasn't done in this age and society and that was final. <strong>"You going to get off me or do I have to fight you for it?"</strong> Christopher asked, half joking and half serious as he looked up into Keith's eyes, waiting for a response to come from his brother.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Secrets Are A Bitch (Saku and Nimeneth)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Nimmy</strong> on <strong>23-11-2009, 16:55:10</strong>
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				"So Jumpers have existed for a long time, by the sound of things..." Keith mused, pursing his lips into a semi-pout. It was an expression he used when he was thinking particularly hard about something, such as a civil response in a debate or something of the like. Or the motivation behind a character he had created. "But using your logic, and your... "order's" method of dealing with us..." He was surprised to be using an "us" in his personal life, but it was necessary. "Don't you think we would have gone the way of the dodo by now if there wasn't a plan for us? I mean... I'm still here. I'm clearly not the last of my kind if you guys still exist."<br><br>He didn't like the idea of being locked up. At all. It had so many negative connotations with it, and with his tendency to write historical suspense fiction... well, his mind was going places with that that he really didn't want it to go. Torture was not really common practice anymore, right?<br><br>He was so occupied with trying to get his mind away from those thoughts that he almost missed Christopher's explanation on what was to be done about him and his fame, and then took a moment to process the words. His eyes widened in distress. "No! But... but... my work! My fan-mail!" He hated the fans themselves, but some of the fan-mail he got was so sincere that he didn't want to give it up. Especially not the teenager he was almost mentoring over email.<br><br>Keith really didn't like the idea, and his good mood faded quickly. He climbed off his brother and sat a few feet away, staring over the water, arms on his knees and chin resting on top of them. Maybe he hated the idea, but it wasn't like he really had a choice in the matter. The thought made him feel... vulnerable. And he really didn't like that.<br><br>His joking mood was now gone.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Secrets Are A Bitch (Saku and Nimeneth)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Saku</strong> on <strong>30-11-2009, 22:42:24</strong>
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				Christopher shrugged as best he could from underneath Keith. He didn't have all the answers, he only knew what he and the society were told and that was enough for him, after all he didn't want to understand everything in the universe. His only goal had been to find his long lost brother that he'd been searching for all his life, ever since his mother had told him he had a brother that even the government didn't know about. Christopher sighed as Keith expressed his dismay at what would happen to him if he were locked up. <strong>"That's what I said happens to those we put away but I didn't say that was going to happen to you."</strong> He clarified, not liking to see his brother in distress.<br><br>Yes he'd only recently come to the discovery that Keith was his brother but still he was quickly warming up to the idea and was starting to feel rather protective of him. Odd. Could it be an instinctual reaction? Christopher felt a bit awkward now and he wasn't entirely sure what to do. <strong>"I didn't really plan on what direction my life would take once I found my brother..."</strong> He murmured, almost to himself. Now that he'd found Keith would he continue to be a Paladin? Or would he be able to find a life for himself now? And why did he suddenly feel so protective over Keith? Perhaps they did share a bond, a brotherly bond that went beyond all reason.<br><br>He let his eyes linger on Keith for a moment or two as he thought things over and made a face as he noticed Keith suddenly was looking all distressed and concerned. <strong>"Don't worry, I won't let them do anything bad to you. You're my brother and I'll look out for you now."</strong> Christopher said, reassuring Keith that he would be there to help him out of any sort of trouble he might get into and he frowned, wondering if now was the right time to tell Keith his biggest secret. One that he'd kept from every single person in his entire life, no matter how close they had been. Only one other person in the world knew. His mother. But would Keith keep the secret if he told?<br><br>This could get him into trouble if Keith let it spill...perhaps it would be better not to tell him...after all he didn't even know the man even though he <em>was</em> his brother...
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				Title: <strong>Re: Secrets Are A Bitch (Saku and Nimeneth)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Nimmy</strong> on <strong>01-12-2009, 02:49:16</strong>
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				"No... you actually said "you will be presumed dead"... not "everyone else has been presumed dead". Just how many peoples' lives have you ruined?" he asked quietly. Probably a lot, since Christopher didn't seem to have any qualms about destroying another, and going out of his way to try to change what he had said in order to get Keith to cooperate. He may have been the younger sibling, but that didn't mean he was the stupid one, by any means. He was a New York Times bestselling author, for fuck's sake.<br><br>He felt like he was going to cry.<br><br>"Yeah," he said, voice cracking on the word slightly. "I can see that. Did you seriously expect that you'd be able to go up to whoever it happened to be and say "Hi, I'm your brother. I'm actually here to capture you and lock you away for the rest of your life, regardless of what kind of life you've led to this point" and have him go along with it?" He shook his head. "Even if you don't do it, someone else will probably try. You seriously just fucked me over, Chris." The worst part of this whole situation was the fact that Christopher didn't seem to care about the damage he had just caused.<br><br>He continued to stare out across the ocean as before, except now he was blinking his eyes more rapidly, trying to keep the tears from falling. He didn't need the pity he was probably getting right about now. And he certainly didn't need someone to "look out" for him, so he turned furious eyes on Chris. "You think that you can just waltz into my life after 20 plus years and act like a big brother all of a sudden? I don't need someone to look after me! I've been on my own since I was 19, I think I can handle myself by now!" he snapped.<br><br>He hopped to his feet and kicked sand in his brother's direction, storming off across the beach and to the jungle cover, with every intention of packing up and jumping somewhere else. Somewhere far away from Christopher and the Paladins and anyone else who wanted to keep him from doing something he enjoyed.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Secrets Are A Bitch (Saku and Nimeneth)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Saku</strong> on <strong>09-12-2009, 17:15:51</strong>
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				Christopher sighed as Keith told him that he had said 'you' will be presumed dead and shook his head. His brother was a bit paranoid, wasn't he? But he really didn't have anything to fear, at least from him. <strong>"Yes, I did say 'you' will be presumed dead' but I thought we were talking about what 'could' happen."</strong> He paused, waiting for his words to sink in and just in case Keith didn't get it, he continued. <strong>"After all, you said 'you're kind of forgetting that I'm technically a celebrity and that my disappearance for anything longer than like a week wouldn't go over too well with the general public.' So I simply responded about how things would go if I decided to take you in."</strong><br><br>The Paladin told Keith with a nod, having made good use of his photographic memory since he remembered exactly what Keith had said word for word. Sometimes such a thing was quite useful. He frowned though when he saw Keith's face. The man looked like he was going to cry and Christopher didn't want to be the cause of that. He laid a hand on his brother's shoulder. <strong>"Don't cry. I'll look after you. And don't worry about anyone else coming to find you. As long as you don't use your ability no one should know. I didn't actually tell anyone where I was going or who I was going after."</strong> Christopher admitted to Keith and gave him a smile.<br><br>He watched as Keith suddenly snapped about how bad his life was going to be now and ranted and raved for at least a few seconds before Christopher stepped up and kissed him right on the lips. The kiss lasted for at least ten seconds and then he pulled away again, his lips twitching into a smile once more. <strong>"You've calmed down. No more tears. No more anger."</strong> He remarked, not surprised at all since most people tended to react that way when he did this. It was the one thing that made a person forget everything that had been bothering him or her up until that point. <strong>"Now, what do you want to do?"</strong> Christopher asked as he waited for his brother to speak.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Secrets Are A Bitch (Saku and Nimeneth)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Nimmy</strong> on <strong>09-12-2009, 21:31:16</strong>
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				"You're just saying that so I cooperate with you and stop giving you all sorts of trouble. 'Could' happen? Fuck that. Maybe you're not that bad, but someone else might be," Keith said, stopping and turning back to face Christopher. "And just so you know, I don't trust you either. You followed me, and you practically attacked me! Not to mention lumped me in with the other people you've captured, saying that I'm just like them and I'll wind up doing something illegal too if you take your eyes off me for a second. I don't need that kind of bullshit!"<br><br>He pulled away from his brother's hand on his shoulder, taking a few more step back. "I don't need you to look after me. I don't need anyone to be my keeper! So just back the hell off!" He was upset and scared, and it was easier to lash out at the person making him feel this way than it was to actually deal with the feelings in a more mature way. He just wanted the world to leave him alone, but they wouldn't... always stalkers, always crazy fans, always people like Christopher to make his life miserable.<br><br>Keith stiffened, and his eyes widened when Christopher kissed him on the lips. It was what he had wanted to do to Christopher, but now... now it was just a tactic to get him to calm down. The bastard! He stared at his brother, hurt, then turned away to trudge back to his hut. "I want you to go to hell," he replied.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Secrets Are A Bitch (Saku and Nimeneth)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Saku</strong> on <strong>12-12-2009, 22:26:39</strong>
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				What Keith was saying was true, there were others like Christopher out there and they probably wouldn't stop trying to find more Jumpers but his brother seemed to be underestimating him! He knew that most people wouldn't trust a complete stranger that confessed to being your brother and tried to convince you that he would protect and look after you for the rest of your life. What kind of bullshit was that? So he simply said nothing in retaliation. What could he say? Eventually the steam would boil over and they could have a real talk. Of course Keith had to keep going on and on and it didn't seem as though there was an end to it so he got rather impatient.<br><br>Impatience led to things that he wouldn't normally do and Christopher ended up kissing Keith to make him shut up. It seemed to work at first but then Keith looked hurt and told him to go to hell before he turned to walk away. What was the matter with the man?! <strong>"No! Don't hold your feelings inside, Keith. Let them out. I can handle myself, go nuts on me and you'll feel better. Then we can talk."</strong> Christopher said and grabbed ahold of Keith's arm, not letting go of the other male as he waited for Keith to snap. Once a man had released his anger on something or someone he usually felt better and that was what Christopher was trying to get the other to do.<br><br>They had time after all, no one was expecting either of them back for a long time. He wondered if he should let him in on the one secret that he'd never told anyone before, the thing that could get him into loads of trouble should anyone but him and his mother know of it. Could he trust Keith that much? Would it get him to trust him? Or would the writer brush off his secret as if it were nothing and meant nothing? Christopher warred with himself, biting his cheek as he tried to figure out what would be the best way to tell him because sooner or later he knew he would, he had to because he wanted someone to share it with him. Keith could. He knew he could. But trust?<br><br>Trust was a different matter altogether. What if someone managed to wrangle the secret out of him? Either through torture, drunkenness or if his brother was feeling decidedly angry towards him. Christopher couldn't allow his secret to get out, it was too important and not everyone would understand or so he thought. Then again, what if telling him made Keith trust him and got them to be closer siblings? There were pros and cons to telling Keith but there were also pros and cons if he <em>didn't</em> tell him as well. Christopher decided that he would stick around with Keith for a month and then make his decision. By that time he would know what the writer was like personally.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Secrets Are A Bitch (Saku and Nimeneth)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Nimmy</strong> on <strong>15-12-2009, 04:54:05</strong>
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				"Damnit!" Keith snapped, whirling around to face his brother. "Stop treating me like I'm a kid! I'm 23 fucking years old!" He tried to wrench his arm from his brother's grasp, but only succeeded in giving himself a friction burn. Damn. Christopher had a very strong grip. He should probably have figured that out by the tackle when they first met, and the fact that the other man had hung onto him even as he blinked everywhere he could think of to get rid of him. Probably a strong indication of his strength, right? Clearly yes. He should have guessed. Christopher was stubborn, after all.<br><br>Not that Keith wasn't. He wanted to be left alone, although that was probably unlikely considering that he didn't think Christopher had a way off his island anyways. And he wasn't quite cruel enough to leave his brother stranded here so he was stuck. Really stuck. And he really didn't want to talk to Christopher about his "problems" or whatever the hell his brother wanted to know about him. It wasn't his business, anyways! Wasn't anyone's business but his own, but even so, he found himself practically bursting at the seams to yell.<br><br>"Why the hell do you want to get involved in my life all of a sudden? And why the hell do you feel it's appropriate to treat me like a child when you do? I've been an adult for five fucking years now, and on my own since I turned 18! It's not your fucking place to try to take over how I live and to threaten me or treat me like a kid! If you were really interested in anything other than control, you should have come looking for me earlier. I can't be that hard to find, can I?" He twisted his arm towards his brother's thumb this time as he tried to pull free, and succeeded.<br><br>"Why the hell was I put up for adoption in the first place? Because I'm a freak? Because whoever the hell "mommy and daddy" happened to be were afraid of what I could do? Well that's a crappy way to show you care about the kid you spent 9 months carrying to term! So what if I was their flesh and blood... oh, look he's up for adoption! Someone else will find him and take care of him and love him! Not our problem anymore!" He hadn't realized how sore he was about being adopted. His "family" hadn't exactly hidden it from him.<br><br>"Yeah, maybe I was adopted... so what? My life at home was crap as soon as my "parents" found out that I wasn't the type of son they wanted... that I had a personality of my own and no, I didn't want to toss a football around the back yard with "dad," I'd rather sit outside in the sun and read a book and not get all sweaty and gross! Oh, no, that wasn't the "American" way to do things... that was crazy!" He trembled. "Why the fuck do you think I'm a recluse? People want me to be something that I don't want to be, and fuck how I feel about it!"
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				Title: <strong>Re: Secrets Are A Bitch (Saku and Nimeneth)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Saku</strong> on <strong>17-12-2009, 19:09:05</strong>
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				It seemed as though Keith had tons of things on his mind and all of them were trying to burst their way out of him and yet the man kept bottling it all in which wasn't healthy for him. Not at all. If things continued like this he might seriously mess himself up and Christopher didn't want that to happen. Christopher bit his lip when Keith asked why he wanted to suddenly be a part of his life and he sighed, shaking his head but still kept a hold on Keith's arm just in case his brother decided to go off and leave him here. He could get out of course but that wasn't the point, he needed to create a bond between them or else Keith would never want to open up to him and that would be a shame.<br><br>"I don't mean to treat you like a child. I just want you to get whatever it is that's bothering you off your chest. I can help you if you let me, I know I can." Christopher confessed and his lips twitched when Keith said he couldn't be hard to find if he'd really wanted to find him. The kid didn't know what he was talking about and Christopher chided himself for thinking of his brother as a kid, he'd mentioned only a second ago that he didn't want to be treated like one. "Alright, if you're so easy to find then why didn't you come find me then?" He shot back, because if Keith was so easy to find as his missing brother that he never knew he'd had then Christopher had to be easy to find as well.<br><br>Since they would be listed together on the birth certificate. Earlier Keith had been surprised when Christopher said that he was his brother so he hadn't known before that particular moment. That or Keith was a very good liar but Christopher suspected the writer hadn't known his true identity at all and he waited for Keith to respond to his challenge. He sighed when Keith spoke of his issues with being adopted. The Paladin hadn't known such a thing had bothered him so much and he grimaced, knowing the truth of why Keith had been put up for adoption and Christopher hadn't but was Keith ready to hear it? Or would he simply glide right over it as though it meant nothing?<br><br>The thought made him wince, even if it wasn't important to Keith, it had significance to Christopher. "I can answer your questions. Our mother gave birth to twins, you and me. You began showing signs of being a Jumper almost instantly and our mother was a Paladin, sworn to take out all the Jumpers and you were a threat to her job." He paused as he let this information sink in and then continued. "She tried to hide you and make sure you weren't found out because she didn't care if you had abilities but somehow the organization found out about you and told her to kill you." Once more Christopher paused and then finished the sad little story that happened to be the story of their lives.<br><br>It almost seemed surreal. "Despite her orders, she couldn't do it. And put you up for adoption instead, giving a fake name and a fake reason as to why she wanted to put you up for adoption, saying that she'd found you lying in a dumpster." Knowing that Keith would want to know how the organization reacted to this Christopher informed him. "She stole another baby that looked like you and killed it, bringing it to the organization to show that she had done as they had ordered and then buried it behind her house." It was a shameful thing to have done but necessary to protect Keith and Christopher had known about it ever since he'd - well - come of age so to speak.<br><br>Despite his original intention to find out more about Keith before telling him his secret, Christopher found himself offering to tell his brother his secret that he'd kept hidden his entire life from everyone but his mother. "I have a secret too. One that I've never told anyone but I want to tell you, to build trust between us. I don't want there to be any lies, I want to start afresh. If I tell you something about myself that I've never told anyone, will you try and get to know me better? I'll try not to treat you like a kid." He said with a wry smile, hoping that his brother would be up for it. What he was going to tell him was dangerous if it got out and he was taking a chance by informing him of this.<br><br>But he felt as though this was the right thing to do, after all he'd spent his entire life trying to find his brother and now that he had, all he wanted was to be on good terms.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Secrets Are A Bitch (Saku and Nimeneth)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Nimmy</strong> on <strong>27-12-2009, 23:40:08</strong>
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				Keith tried to pull away again as Christopher continued to hold onto his arm. He sighed quietly as he finally gave up on freeing himself.from his brother's tenacious grip. His love of hyperbole made him want to compare his brother to a barnacle, but he decided that he'd be wasting creativity on someone he had a minor dislike for, even after less than an hour of knowing him. He didn't think that it would be easy to get along with Chris, if they ever managed to from a relationship. Which he wasn't sure he even wanted, considering the slap from Chris when they first met about him voicing his lack of belief in any type of god and his statement about there not being any type of god. Just because he had differing beliefs...<br><br>He shook his head and quickly got himself off that thought tangent. "You just heard what was bothering me," he said after clearing his throat quietly. "You think you can waltz in here and inform me that my entire existence is "unholy" because nobody but "god" should have the ability to be everywhere at once, ignoring the fact that if "god" didn't want people like me around, we wouldn't exist." He rolled his eyes and snorted derisively. "I deny your beliefs simply by living. And guess what? Just because others have done stuff for their own gain doesn't mean I will."<br><br>The man shook his head as Christopher asked him why he hadn't tried to come looking for him. Showed just how much research the other man had done on his childhood, which wasn't exactly hidden from public view, if one knew where to look. "It's as simple as there being no records of who my parents were. No names, no indication of where I had come from. I just appeared, found in a dumpster as the people who adopted me made it very clear. Same way the made me know how very "lucky" I was to have parents like them, even if they didn't give me much of anything." Maybe now Christopher would understand how much he hated people taking over his life and trying to make his decisions for him. He was raised very independently.<br><br>Keith's eyes narrowed as Christopher told him about their mother and the fact that he was a "threat" to her job because of what he was. That certainly gave him the warm fuzzies towards his birth mother and his twin, if what this man was saying was true. Probably was, but he was more than a little upset with Christopher right now. And his mother, although realistically, he could understand why she had done what she had done in giving him up. Didn't mean he liked it, especially the fact that some other child had had his or her life snuffed out to save his own, and he hadn't really spent it making up for that. That... wasn't sitting all that well with him at all. It was just... self-serving and cruel.<br><br>He blinked at Christopher in some confusion when the other man revealed that he had a secret that he wanted to tell Keith in order to build trust between them. Keith shook his head at his brother. "If you wanted there to be no lies, you should have started out by telling me what you wanted with me when you first managed to get onto this island, and you certainly shouldn't have tackled or slapped me if you wanted to gain my trust," he informed the other man. He would have crossed his arms to show his displeasure, but that wasn't possible with Christopher holding onto him as he was. "You can tell me if you want, and I won't tell anyone else, but it might not be enough to make up for all the bullshit you've already pulled on me."<br><br>Yes, he knew he was playing hard to get, as strange a "game" as it currently seemed, but he wasn't going to be so easily caught up in a web of lies and taken down. Christopher probably wasn't the type of person to do that to him, or didn't seem to be right now, but afte what he had been told about the Paladins and his own mother, Keith wasn't very inclined to believe what Christopher said to him. Not until he was given some reason to trust him more than he currently did.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Secrets Are A Bitch (Saku and Nimeneth)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Saku</strong> on <strong>12-01-2010, 18:32:20</strong>
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				There had been many things he'd said and done in his life that he wasn't proud of. Nearly everything actually. But the only true thing about him Keith had figured out was how short Christopher's temper was. That was one thing he couldn't hide or change, it was a part of him and something he had been trying to control for a long time with only limited success. Everything else he said or did had been a lie. Even his beliefs. Especially his beliefs. Christopher did not believe there was a God. Even if there had been a God once, he had left the building and given up on his creations. There was no point in putting faith in anything or anyone, not when the world was as corrupt as it was.<br><br>No one could do anything to change the world when corrupt people were in power. He would have tried to change it but one person against the world? It would end in bloodshed and failure. So he did what he had to in order to survive. He became one of the Paladins and made a name for himself so that no one would ever question him. At least not in the particular department that worried him constantly every day. Something he had not told anyone and only one person in the entire world knew - his mother - and she would not be telling anyone. She'd kept his secret since the day he was born, there was no reason for her to tell anyone now, at least he couldn't think of one.<br><br>He was the only thing she had left. Christopher waited for Keith to pause and then looked him directly in the eye. "Everything I've told you up to now about my beliefs was a lie. I had to adopt the principals of being a Paladin in order to protect myself." He told his brother and it was obvious from the look in his eyes that he was telling the truth now. "I believe you won't cause any trouble to the world with your abilities...because I didn't." Christopher said and grimaced when Keith spoke of how he didn't know who his real parents had been. Oh lovely. He'd been so focused on how Keith might react when he told him his secret that he had completely overlooked the obvious and he rolled his eyes.<br><br>"Yeah...um I'm sorry about that. I wasn't quite thinking when I asked." Christopher muttered, a faint blush coloring his cheeks. He hated getting caught in awkward situations like this and it made things even worse when he should have picked up on the obvious details beforehand. The older sibling ran a hand through his hair and ruffled it a bit. By now, Christopher wouldn't be surprised if Keith had guessed from his earlier words what his secret was but just in case he hadn't, the older male prepared himself. He sighed when Keith told him that he should have told him the truth from the beginning and he shook his head. It seemed as though Keith wasn't as intelligent about this.<br><br>"I couldn't. I didn't know if you were my brother and I don't let outsiders know my personal information." Christopher reminded him. "...and if you weren't my brother I had to keep up my charade and take you out. Or else suspicion would fall on me." He concluded, wondering why Keith hadn't already thought of this. It was quite obvious why he'd done what he had. Did he want Christopher to get into trouble? Perhaps. His hand tightened on Keith's arm as the other said he could tell him if he wanted and he would keep his secret but it might not be enough to make up for what he'd already done to him. "Fair enough." Christopher said and chewed on his bottom lip for a moment.<br><br>"I'm a Jumper. Like you. But I've managed to get myself under control ever since my first Jump. That's why I joined the Paladins so they wouldn't think maybe I might have abilities and end up hunting me down. So that's my secret. If you don't want to stick around, fine. I've told you what I know and what I am." He let go of Keith's arm finally and waited to see how the other male would respond. If the other took off after being released, Christopher would use his technique he'd developed through the pen. Because even though he'd confessed to Keith there was no way he would use his Jumping ability now. It was too risky. He'd never intended to use it in his entire life and he wouldn't.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Secrets Are A Bitch (Saku and Nimeneth)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Nimmy</strong> on <strong>13-01-2010, 21:10:35</strong>
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				Great. So Christopher was admitting to having lied about pretty much everything he had told Keith. That made Keith have a lot of faith in his brother... not. So what if it was to protect himself from getting killed by the Paladins because of his secret (which he had yet to reveal)... when he had told Keith that he was his brother, he really should have just come out and said "oh, by the way... I lied about X, Y, and Z." At least he would have been up front about that... instead of waiting to reveal it when he had another secret. Frankly, he didn't really care about the secret anymore.<br><br>Well, that was until he found out that Christopher was a Jumper. He blinked. Well, that was unexpected. And changed things slightly. Okay, a lot. The author wasn't quite sure how to react to Christopher at this point. "Uhm.... thanks?" he said quietly, when his brother revealed he had more faith in Keith's Jumping than he had first appeared to have. He dug his toes into the sand and stared at his feet awkwardly. Now he felt like an asshole.<br><br>"It's okay.... you didn't know," Keith replied when Christopher apologized for not having thought about why Keith may not have gone looking through the world for the brother he didn't know he had. At least Christopher had known a little about his family. All Keith knew as that he was adopted after having been found in a dumpster. Okay, put the envy aside. Christopher's life probably hadn't been any easier (probably a lot harder, actually), hiding what he was and who he was from everyone but his mother. And that probably hadn't been fun either, since his mother was also a Paladin.<br><br>"You could have told me after you told me that you were my brother," Keith protested quietly. "Instead of dangling it over me for a while the way you did. It really annoys me when people don't give me enough to interest me and then stop there for a while." Knowing why Christopher had done it made him a little less upset about the events. In any case, he kind of wanted to stop this conversation, but couldn't do much since Christopher still had a hold on his arm.<br><br>Which was soon dropped, and Keith found he was free. That made it easier for him to do what he wanted to... except he hadn't quite decided what he wanted to do. Other than have sex, but he didn't think Christopher would. He shook his head to himself and sighed. Christopher had kissed him first, after all, and seemed to like being in control. Maybe could be "manipulated" (okay, tempted was probably a better way of putting it) into giving Keith what he really, really wanted - someone to tie him up, because his occasional fun with self bondage wasn't really enough anymore.<br><br>Alright. It was time to stop standing on the beach. "Come on. I have supplies for a few days. Nothing really fancy, but I have food and juice and water back at my hut," he said, reaching down for Christopher's hand. "There's a lot more we should have a talk about, and my hut's cooler than out here." He was curious if Christopher had some tips on how to identify Paladins and avoid them, because he wasn't going to give up on Jumping in order to get here. He'd been doing it his entire life, and nobody had ever found out about it.<br><br>He led the way back to his hut and realized that he had left some toys sitting out. Not really in full view, but if Christopher stood or sat or leaned a certain way, he would see them. Oh well. Nothing he could do about it now, and while it wasn't something he shared with the general public, he wasn't ashamed of it, and he felt like he could share it with Christopher. Maybe. Maybe he'd have to make the first move if he wanted something, but that was fine.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Secrets Are A Bitch (Saku and Nimeneth)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Saku</strong> on <strong>28-01-2010, 16:42:16</strong>
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				Christopher sighed when the younger male protested he could have told him about his secret earlier when he had said Keith was his brother. "True. But I didn't know how you would react and I don't tell such things to just anyone. I have to be able to trust them. What if you had used the information against me? You could have jumped away and put through an anonymous phone call to a place where Paladins frequent. I would have been a goner from that moment on." He reminded Keith. Just because Keith knew he wouldn't do something like that didn't mean Christopher knew, after all they were strangers or had been until a few moments ago. People didn't blurt out everything at once.<br><br>Or they shouldn't. Part of him thought Keith would tell him to get lost, so it was somewhat of a surprise when the other man told him to come with him back to his hut on the beach and he let Keith take his hand as the man pulled him off in that direction. "You're sure about this? You don't want me to get lost?" He asked, making sure Keith knew what he was doing. "I don't need sympathy, I'll only stay if you really want me to and aren't doing this because you feel sorry for me." Christopher said as he narrowed his eyes at the other man, apparently he was quite paranoid but he hadn't lived this long not being that way, especially since he had a secret that needed to be hidden from the world.<br><br>"What else did you want to know from me?" He asked, waiting to see what the other would say. The Paladin had told Keith pretty much everything there was to know about him and anything else he might ask was insignificant. But he would answer whatever Keith wanted to ask as long as he knew the answer himself of course. It would be interesting to see what Keith's life was like. He'd never had a brother before or a sister, he had always been an only child up until he'd discovered Keith's existence. He was looking forward to getting to know the other. Christopher looked around the room when he entered and his sharp eyes immediately spotted some 'toys' lying strewn about and raised a brow.<br><br>He hadn't thought Keith might be the sort of person who enjoyed bondage. But from the look of the toys he enjoyed it quite a bit. Christopher couldn't quite tell the depth or level of his interest but that was what words were for, right? There were some ropes around, along with some dildos and butt plugs. One nice looking vibrator was tossed under a chair and Christopher's lips curled up into a smile. "Is that why you come out here? To make sure you're not interrupted by anyone coming in?" He asked with a smirk. The Paladin was really a blunt person when he wanted to be, on pretty much anything but his own personal life, it was something people hated about him. Or found they liked.<br><br>If Keith didn't get it, Christopher would be even more blunt but he had faith in his brother's intelligence. He would get it. Christopher was sure of it.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Secrets Are A Bitch (Saku and Nimeneth)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Nimmy</strong> on <strong>28-01-2010, 18:28:18</strong>
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				"Like I knew what a Paladin was before you told me," Keith replied, rolling his eyes. "Let alone where they would likely hang out. And even if I had know what one was, I'm not stupid enough to want anything to do with the ones that would kill me as soon as look at me." He had almost said "I'm not stupid enough to associate with them", but here he was... talking to a Paladin who happened to be Jumper. That was a different category altogether. A somewhat awkward one, if he was honest, but while Christopher had tackled him and bashed him around verbally, he hadn't tried to kill him right away. That counted for something.<br><br>"I don't do much of anything unless I'm sure I want it," Keith explained. "It's not sympathy or pity or anything like that. I... have a lot of questions about you and Paladins and what I don't know... and it's only fair that since you know a lot about me, you should tell me a little more about you." He was very curious about what his brother had been doing as a Paladin on top of wanting to explore what Paladin "culture" was like.<br><br>He was, after all, an author, and doing research was something he enjoyed. Who knew. He might one day work a similar order into a book, and he'd want to know all he could about them... so he didn't give himself away. Twisted logic, but it made sense to him.<br><br>"When did you find out about me?" Keith asked as they approached the hut, having organized a list of questions in his head. "What had you been doing up until then? What did you do after? Did mom know anything about what I had been doing, or did you find all that out on your own? How did you get here without Jumping?" The questions poured out as Keith bubbled with curiosity. He bit his lip to hold in more questions, showing Christopher into the small, simple, yet comfortable, hut.<br><br>Keith blinked at Christopher and gave a slight grin when his brother noticed the toys and the rope lying around and brought it to his attention. "Partially," he admitted. "It's hard to get in the mood, so to speak, if your cat's always meowing at you for attention and the phone's likely to go off at any time." He sighed after a moment. "Only problem is, it's not really all that satisfying anymore. I've kind of reached the limit of what I can do to myself and ensuring that I won't accidentally kill myself or something because I can't get free. It's not.... restricting enough, I guess."<br><br>He fixed his brother with a stare. "Why? Are you interested?" He hoped so. He really wanted to put himself in someone elses' hands and see what happened to him. Besides, it would let some of his bondage gear actually get some use, rather than sit in the drawers unused.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Secrets Are A Bitch (Saku and Nimeneth)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Saku</strong> on <strong>11-02-2010, 11:57:38</strong>
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				Keith had a point and Christopher sighed to himself, deciding to drop the matter before he and his newly found brother ended up getting into a fight again which was not something he wanted to have happen. "Sorry." He murmured, trying not to retort with more and filed away what Keith said about not doing anything unless he was sure about it. That sort of thing was good to know about his brother and something he might be able to count on later in life, should they both survive in this world they lived in. He nodded when Keith explained he had a lot of questions about him and Paladins in general which wasn't surprising since if Keith hadn't known about them before he would be interested in them now. Especially since Christopher himself was one of them. "What do you want to know? It's fairly straightforward being a Paladin."<br><br>He remarked, wondering what it was that Keith wished to know, what was it that was bothering him or rather making him curious about the Paladins in general? "We follow a code set up by the higher up people in authority. Our main goal is to either kill or restrain Jumpers so they can't do any damage to the rest of the world. Most of them resist us and so we have to resort to more violent means." Christopher told Keith and grimaced as he remembered some of his fellow Paladins that he'd tangled with in the past.<br><br>"Not all Paladins are people who abide by the code though. Sometimes you run across those who have grudges against Jumpers because one of their loved ones was killed by a Jumper in some way. They don't tend to treat Jumpers very nicely at all. So watch out for them. Don't trust them unless they show you some compassion first or else they might be out for your pain." He warned, knowing Keith probably already knew this but it didn't hurt to remind him. Christopher looked over at Keith when the other man asked when he had found out about him and he smiled almost to himself as he thought back to that day. "I'd gone back to visit Mom and she told me I had to know something before she died or was killed. I told her such a thing wouldn't happen for a long time but she insisted on telling me the truth and once she had I couldn't rest until I found you.<br><br>It happened five years ago." He told Keith as he gazed into his brother's eyes, letting a smile come to his face as he reached out to ruffle the young man's hair affectionately. Christopher had been wanting to do that for so long he almost shivered when he achieved it. "I'd been playing my part as a Paladin before I knew and continued to do so after I had discovered the truth. Only now I had a goal in mind." He sighed and looked over at Keith when his brother asked if their mother had known anything about what he had been doing and shook his head. "No, she didn't know the exact location or what you had become, she only knew the general area in which your current family had adopted you. She knew you were safe but didn't know where and thought it was for the best." Christopher told Keith, wondering if his brother would be upset by this.<br><br>"There had been some concerns from your publishers about you and how you could never be reached often and I decided to check things out. I didn't know if you were a Jumper or just a writer that liked to be left alone and had a talent for disappearing. So I thought I'd figure out which one you were. When you Jumped I knew." He said with a smile and nodded when Keith asked how he had gotten here without Jumping. Christopher dug his hand into his inside pocket of the suit he was wearing and took out the pen he had used to get to this place as he gave it to his brother. "This pen is a special sort of creation based off of Roland's invention. Roland's device was too bulky and heavy to transport easily. A pen is lighter and better at doing the exact same thing. I'm sure you must have heard about Roland from the Jumper David and his girlfriend Millie, right?"<br><br>Christopher asked, figuring Keith would know about them since he was a Jumper. All Jumpers had heard of the Jumper David and his legacy. He listened to his brother when Keith spoke of his interest in bondage which was somewhat unexpected. Christopher hadn't thought Keith would be into such things but it was somewhat fascinating now that he thought of it. He'd never really tried it himself but had always been interested in it but of course Keith probably wouldn't want to be on the giving end, he would probably be more inclined to be on the receiving end instead. So the question was, did he want to help him in this when he probably wouldn't get to experience it? Perhaps.<br><br>"What have you done so far? Did you find anything you really liked?" Christopher asked, curiously and chuckled when Keith inquired if he was interested. "I might be. What's in it for me?" He inquired with an arched brow, waiting for Keith to make him an offer.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Secrets Are A Bitch (Saku and Nimeneth)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Nimmy</strong> on <strong>12-02-2010, 23:48:54</strong>
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				Keith nodded slowly, considering what Christopher told him about Paladins. "But you don't follow the code the same way that "normal" Paladins do, right? Or am I just a special case?" he asked curiously. He kind of wanted to know what kind of person his brother was if he was trying to strike up a conversation and relationship with him. "And... violent as in.... killing them?" He shuddered at the thought - he hoped Christopher wasn't one of the Paladins that was violent and would kill people if it came down to it. He hoped that his brother had some way of not hurting the Jumpers that hadn't been violent towards anyone too much.<br><br>Self defense he could understand. Simply for resisting? Not so much. If you wanted to look at things in such a way, God had created Jumpers and being all genocidal on them seemed to go against what God wanted. Maybe that was just the cynic in him talking, but if Paladins were so gung-ho about God and all that, couldn't they see that?<br><br>Although coming from the more religious angle, slavery had been supported using God, as had the persecution of American Indians and other racial groups...<br><br>"Okay.... so you should be one of the Paladins that I watch out for?" he asked, teasing. "I mean, after all, you did tackle me." He sobered after a moment and nodded to show he understood. "Are there any other warning signs I should look for when dealing with the vicious Paladins? Other than if they start talking about me being some kind of abomination in the eyes of God, I mean. And how should I go about getting away from them? What are some of their techniques to stop Jumpers?" He figured that it was probably safest to find a crowd of people and try to blend in, which was easy enough considering that this and his apartment were really the only secluded places he went to. And even in his apartment, he knew if he hollered loud enough one of his neighbors would hear him.<br><br>"Is mom still alive?" he asked. He was kind of curious about the woman who had given him up, as much as he was upset with her for actually doing so. He wanted to meet her if he got the chance. "And would she want to see me?"<br><br>Keith blinked in surprise as Christopher ruffled his hair. Nobody had done that in years, and he found that he liked it again. Now he understood why Athena his cat liked to have that spot between her ears rubbed, and he sort of nuzzled up into the hand on his head as a result. Felt really nice.<br><br>"Uhm... yeah. Mostly the publishing company thinks I'm just some kind of crazy recluse and leaves me alone. It's partially true, after all, and I'm not the only one who does it. If you look at Emily Dickinson... well, that's actually not the best example, but anyways. She was a really big recluse, but she didn't really get published until after her death, which is weird. I guess you could compare me to her in a way, even if I am toned down and do go out into the public eye reasonably often. Just... there are some times when I want to get away."<br><br>Keith took the device from Christopher and studied it. "No, I don't know about them. I haven't run into any Jumpers - I honestly thought I was the only one. Why... what about them? Are they like celebrities or something among Paladins and Jumpers?" He looked at his brother as he handed the device back. He would have asked Christopher about using the pen-thing as a sort of decoy and just Jumping himself, but the other man had already told him that he had no plans to Jump himself even if he was a Jumper.<br><br>"I... just like the feeling of being helpless, I guess," Keith replied after a moment of thought. "The only problem is, it's hard to do some of the more elaborate things I want to try if I can't get into them and... get it all as tight as I want." He shrugged. "Managed a hogtie once and I liked that, but I haven't managed to do it again. And it's just... not as fun when you have complete control over the situation." He looked at Christopher when his brother asked what was in it for him. "What do you want? Isn't getting to do whatever you want to me enough? I'd be putting myself in your hands." He arched an eyebrow back at Christopher, mirroring the gesture perfectly.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Secrets Are A Bitch (Saku and Nimeneth)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Saku</strong> on <strong>13-03-2010, 20:42:09</strong>
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				<span style="font-family: Palatino Linotype;" class="bbc_font"><span style="font-size: 12pt;" class="bbc_size">He sighed when Keith asked if it was that he didn't follow the code the same way other Paladins did or if Keith was just a special case. "That's hard to say. I think it's more like the latter though because I <em>do</em> try to follow the Paladin code if only to keep my secret safe. But I try to do things slightly differently as well. It's rather complicated." Christopher told his brother and grimaced when Keith asked what he meant by 'violent' and looked away from the other male. "Yeah. Most Paladins want to eliminate Jumpers because they think like Roland did. That only God should have the power the Jumpers have. It doesn't matter how Jumpers got the power, it only matters that they have it." He tried to explain to Keith and hesitated for a moment before he continued. Keith hadn't wanted there to be any secrets between them so he would let him know before he found out another way. "I have killed many Jumpers in the past. I will probably do so again in order to protect my secret. But I would never kill you, Keith. Trust me." Christopher said as he let his eyes fix upon his brother, not wanting Keith to be afraid of him.<br><br>But maybe he would since he had just confessed he'd killed Jumpers like him in the past and wouldn't stop just because he'd found Keith. It would have been nice if both of them could live life the way they wanted. Free of Paladins and able to do what they wanted but then there would always be Paladins or some form of resistance whenever there was a phenomenon like Jumpers. If Jumpers hadn't existed, Christopher and Keith would probably have grown up together as normal people and had a great life but such was not the case. That was just the way life was. His lips twitched with amusement when Keith teased him about him being one of the Paladins he had to watch out for. "No...not unless you suddenly go homicidal on me and I have to defend myself!" Christopher said with a light chuckle and heaved a sigh when his brother asked if there were any other warning signs he had to look out for when dealing with these Paladins. "Yes, if someone you don't know suddenly wants to talk with you or they appear in your room or outside your door, let them in if they seem normal." He paused to make sure Keith was listening.<br><br>"If they seem suspicious in any way you can shut them out but otherwise let them in or at least exchange a few cordial words with them to find out what they want." Christopher knew Keith would probably have difficulty accepting this but he was about to explain why he should react this way. "You're probably wondering why you should do this. Most Paladins think if they come across a potential Jumper the people in question will not want to speak with them even if they seem to act normal. If you at least talk to them or invite them in their suspicion level should drop a bit." He told Keith and then explained his reasoning for shutting them out. "If they come across as suspicious you would be right to not talk to them or let them in and can use that as an excuse if they <em>do</em> happen to barge in on you." Christopher told Keith and waited to make sure Keith was still with him and hadn't gotten lost in translation. "Okay, now the best way you can avoid having them come after you once you've made initial contact is to <em>not</em> let them know you are a Jumper." He waited again to make sure his words had gotten through to Keith.<br><br>This was the most important thing to remember. "There is no way to find out if you are one of them unless you use your abilities or give them reason to think you are lying to them. If you act like a normal person and don't use your abilities you should be fine. We can't make a move on a potential Jumper unless we have reasonable cause for suspicion." He told him, having noticed nearly all the Jumpers he'd encountered had either used their abilities to get away from him, became nervous when he talked about 'abilities' or tried to Jump when he came straight out and asked if they were Jumpers. If Keith was confronted by another Paladin and didn't do any of these things, there was less of a chance that he would get tagged as a Jumper. "Even if they come straight out and ask if you are a Jumper, do not react negatively. Instead, think of how a normal person would react and do so. That should get them off your trail a bit. Oh and tell me as soon as possible if something like this happens." Christopher added before he forgot. His lips twitched when Keith asked what some of their techniques were to stop Jumpers.<br><br>"It varies depending on the Paladin. Most use this sort of electric shocking device which prevents a Jumper from Jumping. Very effective. They are also very fast and usually possess some sort of martial arts training to deal with the Jumpers." Christopher informed him and chewed on his lip as he considered what he should tell him if Keith managed to get tagged as a Jumper anyway, despite these precautions. "If you do happen to get tagged as a Jumper though and have to escape, I'd suggest limiting the use of your ability. It will make it harder for them to track you. Blend into a crowd. Don't get caught alone, that's the worst case scenario. No witnesses mean the Paladins can do things they normally wouldn't out in public." He said and thought about what Keith might try and do. "Oh, don't call out for help in your apartment. Even if someone heard you, it would probably only be one or two people that would come to check. Paladins can be vicious if they want to be. You'd only be putting them in danger along with yourself." Christopher added and nodded when Keith asked if their mother was still alive.<br><br>"Yeah, she's still around. Maybe I can take you to see her sometime, she'd love that." He said with a smile and listened as Keith went on to explain about what his publishing company thought of him and how he likened himself to Emily Dickinson. Christopher watched as Keith took the pen and studied it and raised a brow when Keith informed him he didn't know about the famous Jumper and his girlfriend, or about Roland. Wow. That was a surprise. "Huh. Surprising. Eh, that's a story for another time. It's rather long and I'd like to spend the rest of my time right now getting to know about you, rather than talking about some Jumper who doesn't really matter to us anyway. It's not like we're going to run into them. I'd much rather pay attention to you!" Christopher said with a grin and took back his pen, placing it into his front pocket as he let his eyes linger on his brother. Damn, Keith was rather attractive and if he weren't his brother he wouldn't have minded fooling around with him. Then again, they were sort of like strangers, they'd only just met today. So maybe he could just forget about how Keith was his brother right now.<br><br>Just for today. He nodded when Keith went on to tell him about his bondage fetish and what he was having trouble with and he chuckled when the other male asked him what he wanted in return for helping him out. Should he think of something right now or wait for later on? There were too many options to choose from and he decided on the latter option. No need to rush these things, he didn't want to cheapen the moment. "Well, there are many things I can think of but how about you owe me one. I can collect at any time and you have to give in to whatever it is I want at the time!" He said with a gleam in his eyes and waited for his brother to respond. Once he had they could get started. Would Keith accept his terms? Christopher hadn't actually said there was any limits or restrictions on this 'favor' he would demand of Keith later on. So it could be anything. "Oh and what exactly do you want to start off with?" Christopher inquired, wondering what Keith would choose. He had to admit he was curious to see what Keith might have around this place that they could use. Vibrators and dildos were nice but that couldn't be it, right?</span></span>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Secrets Are A Bitch (Saku and Nimeneth)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Nimmy</strong> on <strong>14-03-2010, 19:15:51</strong>
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				So. Keith was in an interesting position right now. He had it from an expert that many Paladins wanted to completely eliminate all Jumpers, because this guy Roland did, and apparently he had the right idea. Seemed like even fanatics had fans and followers. He also had it, from the mouth of said "expert," Christopher himself had killed a few Jumpers to keep his secret... well, a secret. He promised that he'd never hurt Keith, and Keith hadn't wanted any secrets between him, but now... now he was, admittedly, a little wary around his brother, partially because of the way Christopher had acted when they first met. He wanted to trust Christopher, he really did, and if he wanted the other man to tie him up, he would have to, but... it was strange. Trusting a killer. It went against his every instinct. He nodded in reply after a moment of silence. He would trust Christopher... but if Christopher tried to hurt him or kill him, he would Jump away. He just wasn't going to tell his brother that.<br><br>"I told you, those people I killed, I killed by accident," Keith said quietly when Christopher joked about being one of the dangerous Paladins he had to watch out for. His smile was suddenly gone, and he looked around for something to busy his hands with, to stop the shaking. He found his suitcase, partially unpacked, and put it on his bed so he could unpack the rest of it. This way, he didn't have to look at Christopher. He knew his brother had been kidding, but the reminder - "homicidal" - brought up the bad memories of that night again, for the second time that day - that hour. He nodded and grunted, suddenly not all that sure he wanted to have much to do with Christopher for a while. The reminder poked at the guilt that had eaten at him for years, made it flare up again... and it hurt more now, because it was unintentional. He grunted quietly to show he was listening when Christopher paused in his speech to make sure, and carefully finished folding the clothing from his suitcase and put it all away in the drawers he had made himself.<br><br>He stiffened when Christopher started explaining every single thing he should and shouldn't do in annoying detail. He. Was not. Stupid. He had graduated top of his class at a very good college, even after having worked pretty much full time and gone to school full time as well. It had helped a little bit that he had published his first book at the end of his first year and the sales of that were off the charts, yes, but a lot of effort had gone into that book. A lot of hours at the library researching and writing, more sweat than most people would have thought (meeting deadlines when you had school and work to deal with was stressful) and more tears than he wanted to admit had gone into those pages. He wasn't stupid, and he wasn't a child, and if Christopher didn't stop treating him as such, he was seriously going to punch the guy in the face for the sake of his severely wounded pride.<br><br>"You're doing it again," he ground out. "Saying something and then saying it again in simpler terms. I'm a bestselling author. I work with words for a living. I can understand what you're saying the first time. And I know how to act normally. I live and interact with people daily. I live in New York - it's really hard to be a total recluse there! And I deal with the media more frequently than I like, so I know how to answer questions without giving information away or seeming weird about it. So why don't you just tell me your advice straight and stop telling me what I should and should not do more than once! I'm not an idiot." He crossed his arms, fighting down the urge to scowl outright at the other man. Granted, Christopher probably didn't know the nitty-gritty details of his past, but if he had done any research on Keith (which he would have had to so he could find out what he had known about him), he would have seen where he graduated from. This whole "protect little brother" thing was starting to annoy him.<br><br>He did take the advice on how to escape into consideration, as much as Christopher's attitude annoyed him. Hiding in crowds was common sense when you were getting chased by anyone, but the calling for help thing? He was glad to know that he shouldn't unless he wanted someone else to get hurt or killed because of him. Telling Christopher when something happened to him sounded stupid. That would blow his cover, so he crossed his arms and shook his head in response to that request.<br><br>"I'll wait for things to die down first," he said quietly. "You realize that if anyone finds out you're helping a Jumper, you're in trouble, right? Besides, the last thing I'll want to do if I'm running is stop long enough to get in touch with you." A feeling of superiority crept into the writer's mind, and his previous feelings of annoyance slipped away, for the time being. He had more foresight than his brother did, and he was proving it subtly. He felt better now, at least until Christopher forgot he was an adult again and got on Keith's nerves. Then he'd probably be upset and likely to go off on him. Again. Stupid Christopher!<br><br>"Maybe you should let her know I'm still alive first," Keith said. "I'm old enough to set up my own meetings on neutral ground and to, you know, call people. I'd prefer to get to know her on my own terms, if you don't mind." He quirked an eyebrow at his brother, daring him to object. Keith was independent. He didn't want to be taken along to see anyone. He'd go on his own, set up a meeting in a coffee shop - New York, or maybe Chicago (he was due to give a panel at a convention there next month), or even LA. He was sure the publishing company could set up promo for his upcoming book as an excuse to go and meet her in California if that was where she preferred. "How's the best way to get in touch with her?"<br><br>He blinked in surprise when Christopher agreed... assuming that at an undisclosed future date, Keith would do as he asked. He considered it for a moment, liking the idea, but needing to set some terms to give himself some peace of mind. "As long as that "whatever you want" doesn't include public bondage, blood, human waste, any sort of body modification you haven't discussed with me first, or anything illegal or anything that endangers someone's life, I'll do it. Or turning myself over to the Paladins." There. He'd said it, and he felt a little better for it. Now he was ready to play, and it seemed like Christopher was as well, based on the way he was looking around, almost looking for something.<br><br>"Like I said. I'm putting myself in your hands right now. You're calling the shots," Keith said as he went over to a relatively cabinet that he kept locked. He opened the padlock and revealed an organized collection of just about anything a bondage fanatic could ask for - catsuits, straitjackets, cuffs, plenty of rope, and probably some things Christopher hadn't heard of (an armbinder was prominent). Most everything was either shiny patent leather or in latex, and most of it looked unused. There were other dildos and buttplugs in there, and some clamps, plenty of gags, and some bondage hoods as well. He turned to look at his brother, a slight smirk on his face.<br><br>"Take your pick."
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				Title: <strong>Re: Secrets Are A Bitch (Saku and Nimeneth)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Saku</strong> on <strong>23-04-2010, 02:02:42</strong>
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				He could tell that Keith was going through some issues inwardly. Christopher wouldn't have been surprised if the other male decided to try and Jump away from him. Now that he'd spoken his piece though it didn't matter much. He was sure even if Keith Jumped away from him, sooner or later the man would try and track him down again. So he simply waited to see what would happen. It was somewhat surprising when Keith nodded his acceptance. Christopher frowned.<br><br>"You're not afraid of me now? You still want me to help you out with your bondage fetish? Even though I just admitted I am a killer and will kill again in order to keep my secret?" He asked, wanting to make sure Keith had thought this through. The last thing he wanted was for Keith to have doubts about him. It would be better if he trusted him fully or didn't trust him at all rather than half-trust and half-doubt him. Christopher frowned when Keith told him he'd killed those people by accident.<br><br>He noticed the shaking in his younger brother's hands and stepped forward to let his left arm curl around Keith's waist. Christopher was not about to let him go anytime soon because he sensed Keith needed someone to comfort him. "Okay, I won't joke about it anymore. I didn't know you were that sensitive." He murmured, holding Keith close against him but not in a sexual way, this time it was more affectionate. It was only when Keith tried to step away from him with the clothing he'd folded up that the Paladin let go.<br><br>Christopher watched as the man put the articles away in drawers. He blinked when Keith told him not to treat him like a child and made a face. "Fine." Christopher said shortly, getting a bit fed up with the fact that Keith didn't seem as though he was going to give him any slack. It wasn't as though he was good at this brother thing, he'd never grown up with one before. It didn't matter that Keith had graduated at the top of his class or that he was intelligent.<br><br>He had always wanted to be a big brother to his missing younger brother. Christopher just hadn't known how much of a pain said younger brother could be. The Paladin didn't respond to Keith's words in response to his advice which had been shot down instantly as being stupid, nor did he respond when Keith spoke of what he was going to do once their mother knew he was alive. But then, he really had to respond to that, didn't he. "I'll let her know." He said shortly and glanced over at Keith when the other male asked what the best way was to get in touch with her. "This is her address." Christopher told him and handed Keith a business card with their mother's name on it.<br><br>And the publishing company she worked for currently. It happened to be one of the top publishing companies in the state. He looked over at Keith when the other told him his limits when it came to collecting and nodded. "I'm not a pervert, Keith and I would never do those things to you. I can't believe you'd have the guts to think I might." The Paladin said with a roll of his eyes, what sort of sicko would like human waste, blood or body modification? Obviously he wasn't going to make Keith do anything illegal or that endangered someone's life, that would cause a stir which would probably have the other Paladins all over the two of them. The last bit made him somewhat annoyed.<br><br>How could Keith even <em>think</em> Christopher would want him to turn himself into the other Paladins? Now he wasn't in the mood to do anything with his brother. When Keith walked over to a cabinet in the room, Christopher couldn't help but be curious about it and he raised a brow when he saw tons of bondage equipment inside. "Looks like this isn't something you've just developed a taste for. How long have you been doing this?" He asked, still not up for some play but he had to know the answer to this particular question.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Secrets Are A Bitch (Saku and Nimeneth)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Nimmy</strong> on <strong>23-04-2010, 05:59:56</strong>
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				"You also told me that you wouldn't kill me unless I turned on you," Keith said quietly, looking at his brother, doubting his memory just slightly. "So no, I'm not afraid of you." Nor would he be unless Christopher threatened him. He really didn't have much of a reason to doubt his brother - he'd had plenty of chances to turn on him so far and hadn't taken any of them. Keith thought that was pretty admirable and was a pretty good indication that he wasn't really out to get him. Not right now, at least. Benefit of the doubt.<br><br>The author was very surprised when Christopher wrapped an arm around his waist. He hadn't thought that his brother was an affectionate person, considering his own personality and the way they had kept their distance from one another since they had met an hour ago. He leaned on his brother and pressed his face into his shoulder for a moment, nodding when the other man said that he wouldn't bring up the two people he'd killed again, not even to joke about it. Yeah, maybe to some people it was a joke, but to him... not so much. It still haunted him a lot of the time, since it had turned him into a recluse. He was too afraid to get really close to other people in case something like what had happened before happened again. He didn't want to hurt anyone, even unintentionally. He stayed against Christopher for a moment, then stepped back with his clothing to put it away in the chest of drawers he had made. He finished emptying his suitcase and stored it in an unused corner.<br><br>"Thanks," he said quietly in response to Christopher's promise to not bring up the deaths again. "They just... still haunt me... even though I didn't mean to kill them. I mean... I ruined their lives... way too soon... closed the 'social me' chapter of my own life too soon. I... don't want other people to get hurt or killed because of what I can do. I don't want to get hurt anymore because I was stupid and crazy and reckless and... and..." Keith swallowed hard. "Sorry... I'm rambling..."<br><br>He quickly busied himself straightening out his hut, not that it needed any cleaning, really. He just needed to make the hurt and the grief and the anger at himself go away. He didn't want it to keep causing problems for him and Christopher, since he had just met his brother about an hour ago, if not less. It wasn't fair to Christopher, and it wasn't fair to him to keep letting those memories destroy any chances at being happy for more than just a few minutes.<br><br>He was so screwed up, and he knew it. But there wasn't much he could do about it, honestly.<br><br>And he had upset Christopher. Sadly, he didn't really feel bad about it, or not as bad as he "should" have felt. Christopher had upset him first, many times, and kept treating him like he was a kid even after he said he'd stop. Yes, it was childish for him to be justifying his wrongs that way, because he knew he could be difficult to live with. Just ask his editor. She'd tell anyone how much of a pain Keith could be to work with at times, but no matter how much she complained, she did care for him as a friend. He hoped that he hadn't ruined any chances of that with Christopher, and told himself he'd try to stop being such a brat.<br><br>"Thanks," Keith said, taking the business card and looking at it. He blinked at it, then at Christopher. "She works for a publishing company? No kidding? That's kind of cool..." He slid the card into the book he was currently reading when he actually had time to read (which was practically non-existent, between writing, suffering from headaches caused by stress that had become all too frequent the past month, and doctors appointments) so he wouldn't lose it, and then turned to Christopher. He took a breath, let it out through his nose and swallowed his pride for the moment. "I'm sorry I'm a brat," he said quietly, grimacing at having to admit it.<br><br>He blinked in surprise when Christopher objected to his stipulations, seeming like he was insulted that Keith had even suggested that such a thing as getting off on bloodplay and the like was even possible. He shrugged and refrained from rolling his eyes back at his brother, turning around to sort through his closet of toys. "I don't know a lot about you, remember? I'm just covering the bases so I feel secure in what absolutely won't happen. And as for the "pervert" thing, there are some otherwise well-adjusted people out there who actually like the whole "golden showers" thing. I wasn't sure if you were one of them or not." As it turned out, no. He was fine with that. In fact, he was more than fine with that - he was actually very relieved. "And I was trying to make a joke about turning myself over to the Paladins, you know."<br><br>Well, now that he had successfully ruined the mood for any possible play involving anything from his collection, he was at a loss of what to do with Christopher. Talking about the past was probably out of the question, since for Keith it wasn't pleasant and for Christopher it was probably full of secrets he wasn't supposed to disclose, so he had no ideas for conversation, and no ideas for anything but swimming, which for Christopher would probably be skinny-dipping if he decided he wanted to go along with Keith, considering the fact that he was wearing a rather nice suit. Wouldn't do to ruin it in salt water or in the sand, really. Well, any more than it had already been dirtied by their early fight on the beach.<br><br>"It's been about two years since I got into this and started experimenting and collecting things," he replied after a moment's thought. "Although like I said, I never really have had the opportunity to let someone else call the shots. Just done mostly self bondage and experimentation in things that are relatively easy to get out of on my own. I mean, I did set up something with my editor, a plan B in case I ever get stuck when I'm at home, but I've never had to use it." He shrugged and went to close up the closet, since Christopher didn't seem all that interested in it. Well, he had put some parts of himself out in the open, and since his brother wasn't interested in those parts, really, he was really at a loss of what to do now.<br><br>He knew this was supposed to be a vacation for him, but since he had company, he felt kind of guilty for having nothing to do except catch up on some reading, enjoy the sun and the water and the silence, and have a little fun on his own
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				Title: <strong>Re: Secrets Are A Bitch (Saku and Nimeneth)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Saku</strong> on <strong>07-06-2010, 17:22:46</strong>
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				It was interesting to note that Keith was not afraid of him because he trusted his word. Christopher would never go back on his word but Keith didn't know that since he had only just met him, so either Keith had too much faith in people or he trusted him. Either way it was a bit awkward for the Paladin.<br><br>He listened as the other male told him the deaths of the people he'd accidentally killed earlier on still haunted him. It was obvious Keith hadn't used his abilities to harm others and there was no reason to suspect he might later on. But then, sometimes things like that happened whether one wanted them to or not. However, Christopher was giving Keith the benefit of the doubt, mainly because he was his brother. Otherwise he might not have been so forthcoming about this all since it did happen to be a serious matter.<br><br>Christopher didn't say anything in response to Keith's rambling because there wasn't much he could say and even if he opened his mouth, it seemed to him as though his brother simply wanted to be heard. He seemed to want to confess and be forgiven for his sins rather than have Christopher respond to him. And so he obliged his brother by doing exactly that.<br><br>When Keith looked at the card and then looked back at Christopher again, the older sibling nodded. "Yeah, she's been there nearly all her life. Well, ever since she had us at any rate. It's kind of been her cover so to speak but she enjoys it too." He told him and blinked when Keith apologized to him rather unexpectedly.<br><br>For a moment he was silent, uncertain as to how to react to such a situation. Then, he shrugged and cleared his throat, eyes flickering away from Keith. "D-Don't worry about it. I kind of have a temper that's hard to control. I might have provoked you earlier...so it's not really all your fault." He managed to get out and then reached up to scratch his head, not really feeling comfortable about expressing his emotions.<br><br>Trying to break out of the awkwardness, the only thing he could think of that didn't sound extremely fake was to bring the conversation back to the variety of bondage toys. "How did you get into it? See it online or did someone happen to come around and show you what it was like?" Christopher asked, with a slight smirk as he tried to lighten the mood a bit. Anything to get the focus off his emotions. But it didn't seem as though there was much to do in this particular place if they weren't going to do anything bondage related.<br><br>If this continued much longer he would eventually have to start talking about the past, the present, the future or carry on a fake conversation. None of which sounded appealing to him. The past was filled with horrid things that would most likely bring up painful memories for both of them as well as make them uncomfortable. There was only so much one could talk about in the present and the future was a bit up in the air. And carrying on a fake conversation seemed rather bad.<br><br>So when Keith went to close up the closet, Christopher placed a hand around his wrist to stop him from accomplishing the act. He spun him around and pinned him up against the closet door, both hands pinning Keith's shoulders up against the door as Christopher's body pressed up against his brother's. "Don't close it yet. I haven't even gotten to take a good look inside." He managed to get out and then released Keith as though what had happened wasn't of much consequence. Christopher stooped as he looked into the closet, his eyes flickering around as he tried to figure out what he could do here. Something simple to start out with he figured.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Secrets Are A Bitch (Saku and Nimeneth)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Nimmy</strong> on <strong>11-06-2010, 18:43:01</strong>
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				The fact that Christopher was quiet and just let Keith talk was a little comforting, and allowed the author to collect his thoughts again. He was grateful that his brother seemed to be extremely considerate when he wanted to be, and it seemed that he was trying to make Keith feel better about having him around, regardless of how many times in the past hour they had butted heads over something or other.<br><br>Still, the silence was a little awkward, no matter how used to silence he was, spending most of his time on his own. It had been a while since he had met someone new and tried to strike up a conversation with them, or even start a relationship with anyone. It had been far longer since he had tried to get close to anyone else, at least more than a working relationship, like the one he had with his editor. He sighed quietly and tried to think of something to ask about, to break the silence and stop feeling so awkward.<br><br>"Huh," Keith said when Christopher told him a little more about their mother. He wasn't too surprised that he hadn't made a connection between them, but how was he really to know? He had been adopted and had taken on his adoptive parents' last name when he had been living with them (not that he had much of a choice, otherwise there were awkward questions and taunting from his classmates) and had changed his name legally as soon as he was legal to something else. He still wasn't quite sure he had chosen Libertini, but he had, and that was what he was going to be called for the rest of his life, considering that he was probably not going to get married and he was a famous, published author. It would be strange to change at this point.<br><br>Keith allowed a wry smile to cross his face when Christopher admitted to his bad temper. It was true, for both of them, and that in itself was a little bit amusing. A very interesting similarity between the two of them that pointed at the fact that they were related. "I know," he replied quietly. "I have a temper too. You probably noticed that, though, from earlier..." He shrugged and rubbed his neck nervously, not sure where to take this anymore.<br><br>Needless to say, he was pleased when Christopher came up with a new line of conversation, although he was surprised that Christopher was actually curious about his introduction into bondage and that sort of thing. He blushed a little bit and took a moment to collect himself and remember how he had actually gotten into it. "Uhm... I did the "young, horny man" thing and was browsing around for porn when I stumbled across it. I got kind of interesting, did a search, and came up with some pretty interesting results... including plenty of material on self-bondage as I kept looking around for it. So... I was pretty interested and tried some easy stuff out on my own. Kinda progressed from there." He blushed a little at the admission, but gave his brother a grin in return.<br><br>Keith was extremely surprised when Christopher grabbed his wrist and spun him into the closet door, pinning him there with hands on his shoulders and his body pressed against his brother's. He stifled a soft moan at the proximity of his sexy brother and the fact that Christopher had him pinned against the wall pretty firmly. It was a pretty arousing for him. He nodded and blushed when Christopher said he hadn't had a chance to get a good look at what was inside, and stepped back to sit on the bed to wait for Christopher to take a look and possibly pick out what he wanted to do. Most of the pretty self-explanatory and easy to use things were right at the beginning of the closet, including a selection of gags, toys, and plenty of rope, as well as several sets of cuffs.<br><br>"Go ahead and pick out what you want, if you want to," Keith said, trying not to squirm in anticipation of whatever it was Christopher had planned. He hoped that Christopher was actually going to do something and not just look around and tease Keith like this. He'd hate it if he was left hanging - he was really horny, for fuck's sake!
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				Title: <strong>Re: Secrets Are A Bitch (Saku and Nimeneth)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Saku</strong> on <strong>28-06-2010, 19:32:02</strong>
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				<div align="center">(http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v376/nemaatkd/headerpost.png)<br><br>Why wouldn't he be curious as to how his little brother had gotten his introduction into bondage? It was not something that normal people got into usually unless something unexpected had happened or another person had shown them, which had it been? Had the writer been surfing the net, been drawn to a book's cover or heard about it from a friend? Or perhaps he'd simply overheard a conversation between strangers on the street or on television? He guessed probably the net or television.<br><br>Christopher couldn't help but admire the sudden blush that colored Keith's cheeks and tilted his head to the side, enjoying the embarrassment he was apparently feeling at the moment. "So you've never actually had someone help you out with it before?" He inquired with an arched brow, not knowing that Keith was a virgin when it came to bondage. That led him to wonder if Keith was a virgin in other ways too. "Have you ever been with anyone?" Christopher asked, trying not to sound too interested.<br><br>He waited for the other young man to respond to his question. If he was to be Keith's first that was some hot shit right there. Yes, they were related by blood but hadn't known about each other for the longest time. So essentially they were still relative strangers. Plus it wasn't as though they could 'mate' and produce a fucked up baby together. That was essentially why family couplings were frowned upon in the first place. It was kind of cute how Keith couldn't say the proper terms for what he had been doing.<br><br>Christopher would have come right out and said 'masturbating' but apparently the writer wanted to be rather discreet. Not wanting an uncomfortable silence to reign between them, Christopher took the initiative and could tell the other liked how things were going instantly. He noted the rise and fall of his brother's chest and how the other male swallowed as though he were fighting the urge to moan. A smirk curled his lips upward and he was tempted to continue on but let him go instead.<br><br>After all they had all the time in the world to fool around with stuff like this. Christopher picked out a few items and then turned around with his hands behind his back as he motioned for Keith to turn around himself. "Don't be looking at the equipment I picked up. There's got to be some way to surprise you, even though you know what's in here." He remarked with a grin and once Keith's back was turned he grabbed his arms and pulled them behind his back.<br><br>Fastening a pair of handcuffs around the man's wrists he stuffed a ball gag in his mouth, tightening it behind his head as he admired the way the toys looked on his brother. Shortly afterward he picked up a large dark hood and pulled it over the top of Keith's head, cutting off his sight and grinned as he led the other man to one of his chairs, forcing him to bend over at the waist on it. Christopher used the rope from the closet to tie Keith's arms and legs wide apart to the chair itself, making it impossible for Keith to move.<br><br>Not very much anyway. He wouldn't be able to close his legs at all and Christopher smirked as he went back to obtain a vibrating dildo, a leather riding crop and a small bottle of lube. "Before we get started I have to ask you a question, Keith. Do the clothes you're wearing have any particular significance to you or can we just buy you others?" Christopher asked as he waited for the other to respond.<br><br>(http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v376/nemaatkd/headerpost.png)</div>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Secrets Are A Bitch (Saku and Nimeneth)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Nimmy</strong> on <strong>28-06-2010, 21:08:25</strong>
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				It was surprisingly easy to talk to Christopher about things that he normally would have kept from anyone else. He couldn't really understand why that was, but it was. It was just incredibly easy. After his encounter with bondage on the internet, he had been drawn to books and a few movies, all of which were stashed in a bookshelf in his office, where nobody was allowed to go, not that he had&nbsp; many visitors to worry about anyways. Even so, it was where he did his writing and he had plot points scattered all over the walls as he planned things out. That wasn't stuff he wanted to get out to the public, at least until he was done with the book he was working on.<br><br>"No, I've never actually trusted anyone enough to let them into my life that way," Keith said when asked about it. "Not since..." He cleared his throat. "Not since my one boyfriend... the one who I accidentally killed. And that was all before I got interested in this sort of thing..." He took a breath and again tried to push the memories away. This was his own fault, this time, but he wasn't going to let him ruin anything this time. "But no. I'm not a virgin. I've had sex before... been taken before... just... on equal footing, so to speak. Haven't been with anyone in a few years, but one-night stands and an occasional fling get a little old after a while..." And not all that was his fault. Some of the people he had been with since had broken things off after they had been going well, because they wanted to "expand their horizons" and Keith just wasn't doing it for them.<br><br>"Again, it's a trust thing. So mostly it's just me and some toys and my hand," he said with a shrug. "I want more than that, though... More than that and more than tying myself up."<br><br>Now that he had said his piece and answered his brother's questions, he waited a little nervously, but mostly in excitement, while Christopher looked through the contents of his closet. What was he looking for? What was he planning? And what could Keith expect from here out? The anticipation was starting to get to him, starting to make his imagination run away with him, and he was hard under his swim trunks. Out of habit, he tried to hide it, but knew that he wasn't doing a good job of it. It was kind of noticible, which was a little exciting in itself.<br><br>"I'm not going to," he reassured Christopher when his brother told him not to peek. "The surprise is sometimes the best part..." He shivered in anticipation as he turned his back on his brother, trying his hardest to keep as still as possible or risk giving Christopher the wrong impression, that he was nervous about this, that he was scared, that he didn't want it. Because he did want it. He really did.<br><br>He jumped slightly when Christopher cuffed his hands behind him and stuffed a ball gag into his mouth. He grunted as his brother tightened the straps so the gag wouldn't go anywhere, liking the way that it was snug behind his head and in his mouth. He couldn't push it out, and that was a little exciting in itself. He moaned as Christopher put a hood over his head, taking away his sight. He was led to bend over something, probably a chair, and his legs were tied so he couldn't close them.<br><br>He shook his head and made what he hoped was a negative sound. They were cheap swim trunks - he could buy a new pair, and he wasn't particularly attached to them. Hell, he didn't mind skinny-dipping if he had to. He didn't mind if they were cut off him... that would actually be kind of sexy. Although since he couldn't see Christopher (or anything else), he didn't know what his brother was planning, although it sounded like he had gone back into Keith's toy closet to pick out a few things. What was he holding and what was about to happen to him?
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				Title: <strong>Re: Secrets Are A Bitch (Saku and Nimeneth)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Saku</strong> on <strong>05-07-2010, 22:42:50</strong>
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				<div align="center">(http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v376/nemaatkd/headerpost.png)<br><br>It was a good thing to know that Keith wasn't a virgin when it came to sex but the complete opposite when it came to bondage. So, he would be his first in one area and his second (perhaps?) in the other. That worked out just fine for him and a slight smirk came to his face at the thought. Oh, so Keith had done one-night stands and flings afterward? He made a face, realized his brother could see him and quickly wiped the expression off. Christopher cleared his throat awkwardly.<br><br>"Yeah, I get your point. Turn away now, don't want to spoil the surprise you know." He said again and was rather amused when Keith jumped as he cuffed his hands behind his back and placed the gag in his mouth. For someone who seemed familiar with such things he was certainly rather jumpy, he chuckled at his pun. Christopher grinned as he heard a soft moan come from Keith's mouth when he put the hood over his head, taking away his sight. Oh good. Now he didn't have to worry about damaging nice clothing.<br><br>With that in mind he walked away and then came back with a handy kitchen knife in his hand. "Don't be afraid, I'm not going to hurt you. But I have to warn you, do not move in the slightest or I might end up cutting you accidentally." He warned Keith and then placed the blade of the knife against Keith's naked skin as he slowly eased it down the swimming trunks the young man was wearing. The knife sliced through the material bit by bit as it separated and eventually fell completely off his body.<br><br>Christopher licked his lips as he put the knife down, out of range. The last thing he wanted was to get cut by the knife if he left it on the floor or where it could topple off and hurt them. Taking out a generous amount of lube he readied the vibrating dildo and then without any warning shoved it up Keith's anus until all of the toy was inside the other man. He flicked on the button and put it on high and then rethought and adjusted it to the lowest setting. Then, he got up and rummaged through the closet again.<br><br>It seemed as though he was searching for something in particular but Keith probably wouldn't hear it this time. He was most likely too occupied with the sensations flooding throughout&nbsp; his body. Eventually, Christopher found what he was looking for. A cock ring. Returning to where Keith awaited him he reached underneath his brother and grasped his hard cock. Slipping the ring around the male's cock and balls, he adjusted it so Keith would not be able to climax while he wore the ring.<br><br>Then, with a dark chuckle he slid underneath Keith so he was looking up at the man and took his brother's cock into his mouth as he started to suck on the cock dangling above his face. Christopher's hands came up, one hand tweaking the man's nipples while the other played with the vibrating dildo in his anus and stroked his cock alternately.<br><br>(http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v376/nemaatkd/headerpost.png)</div>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Secrets Are A Bitch (Saku and Nimeneth)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Nimmy</strong> on <strong>06-07-2010, 19:06:08</strong>
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				Despite the fact that Keith was used to bondage and the like, it was still different this time around. This time, someone else was in charge, and he wasn't sure what his brother was going to do to him, since he had free run of Keith's toys and restraints. A little intimidating, but still really nice&nbsp; to know that he had finally found someone who wouldn't mind taking control of him and making him feel good. It was really nice to know that he had finally found someone he could trust enough to let them do this.<br><br>He felt more than he heard it when Christopher walked away for something, since his brother had kind of soft foot-falls anyway. It was a sudden disappearance of body heat that clued him in. He was probably going to find something to cut Keith's swim trunks off him with, and the thought caused a shiver of mild fear to run up his spine before he calmed himself down by telling himself that Christopher wouldn't hurt him intentionally with whatever sharp object he was fetching.<br><br>He was further reassured when his brother told him the same thing, but also warned him to stay still. Staying still was something he could do, although he was still a little nervous about having something sharp so close to sensitive parts of him. He managed to control his major muscle movements, although he was very aware that he was trembling a little bit as the knife touched his skin and began slicing through the fabric. It was certainly getting his adrenaline pumping, although in this case it was merely making his cock harder. He thought he could feel a few drops of pre-cum on the head, too, which was a good indication that he was pretty damn excited about what was happening.<br><br>His brother stepped back again a moment later, making Keith feel a little more vulnerable than he had before. Granted, it wasn't like anyone was around to see what they were getting into, since this was a deserted island, but it was just the basic idea of it all. Here he was, tied down across a chair, naked except for the restraints, and his cock was practically dripping, he was so turned on by his position. Still, it did give rise to a moment of panic, which he quickly squashed down.<br><br>He moaned loudly in surprise and a little pain when he felt a dildo shoved into him with no warning. Sure, it had lube on it, but still, it had kind of hurt since he hadn't been prepared for it at all. His cock wilted just a little bit, but it came back to life when his brother turned the toy on high. It was only on high for a moment, and then it was turned down to low, providing enough stimulation to keep Keith on the edge, but not enough to let him cum. Probably the point, but it was still going to drive him nuts.<br><br>He didn't realize Christopher had left again until he felt the man coming back and fastening something around his cock and balls. Damnit, a cock ring? Christopher had clearly done this before if he knew how to get those on and make them fit snugly without hurting. That was just going to add to Keith's frustrations as the day went on, but he didn't really mind too much. It was part of giving up control to someone else - they got to decide when he came.<br><br>He was okay with it up until he felt a mouth around him. Instinctively, he tried to thrust his hips into that mouth, but didn't really succeed. He was tied pretty securely and didn't have much slack with which to move. So he was pretty much just stuck where he was, enjoying the toy in his ass and the mouth around his cock and the fingers pinching his nipples. He was moaning constantly through the gag and the hood, although he was pretty sure that it was muffled under the hood.
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