::Baby blue's gazed over at his 'twin' for a moment as pursed tiers opened to speak:: You know, anger is not one of our better looks, Twin boy. ::With a slight grin, he shook his a bit and let a soft chuckle slide from his lips::
::he cleared his throat lightly while lifting a large hand into the air as soft fingertips easily raked through shorter curls of blonde roughly before letting it fall quick with a swift return to his narrowed side::
::the light chuckle emitted forth with breath while . . lifting a hand from his side once again with the extend of his index finger as he pointed to the pop star::
::under normal circumstances he would have stayed back and done all he could to avoid confrontation but he was angered by all means that his friend was attacked. in which case a single step forward was taken towards the larger man while clearing his throat a bit::
*stuffs his hands in his pockets, his posture not really changing much, shrugging* stop what Ryan. I just wanted to ask why the hosility. I think this is all really between the two of them right? Frankly...Im almost humored by how shocked everyones acting that it happened....*tilts his head some* well humored is a poor choice of words. More like...suprised....
STOP IT! ~I suddenly scream as I do not seem to be heard any other way~ All of you just stop it right now! What is helping?! You are burning bridges before you even hear both sides of the story! I see one more fist fly... and I promise you... that person will be staring up at me from the flat of their back. ~my dark eyes flash as I move closer to the fray. My small form does not seem like much of a threat but the determination in my eyes says different~ Punching each other is not going to get any of you anywhere...
Is that so? Well, the main qualification for using that word is that you pretty much have to be a badass. Not just pretending to be one, as you seem to be doing.
Maybe you should let him handle the consequences of his actions on his own, Kirkpatrick. Just like everything else in the world, this has nothing to do with you.
Do any of you think that this is really going to help? Now I could just stand here and let all four of you beat each other senseless... but as a woman of peace I would rather not. This does not help. It does not help Tobey... it does not help Chasez...
What is done... is done. It is final. If we could go back into the past I am sure we all would to change a few things here or there. But since we can not... we have to make do. The past is like a paper back novel and once you have finished it... you throw it away and start a new one. ~sighing softly, I have a look around and shake my head~
::His attention darted over to the female voice in the room as he spoke up::
I don't want any fighting either...I'm trying to stop this...I refuse to let them do this...to each other...my whole point was to say that what's done is done, no more violence is needed.
Justin I know... I saw. ~nodding my head slowly as I offer you a weak smile~ I just... after everything else... no more. No more fighting. ~I brush a raven lock of hair out of my eyes and sigh~ It gets a person no where. It does not help...
And you are right. What is done is done... both Tobey and Chasez are still breathing... and both of them will get over this. But they do not need others to fight their battles to turn it into a war. War is the last thing that either of them need right now. Divide and conquer... but in the end it only falls in ruin... all of it.
