OLIVER
Oliver may be a blonde but he certainly wasn't a dumbass. He also wasn't blind or oblivious...okay he wasn't completely oblivious. He had enough awareness to recognize that Loren didn't even check over the items he had brought, but no matter. The clarification that the hybrid no longer wanted the items was good enough for him. The items would be under safe keeping with him, seeing as Oliver would gladly make use of that dagger. And the scarf? Sure. It wasn't super fashionable, but nothing of Loren's ever was, but it could be made into something nice.
The last thing Oliver expected was to find out Loren had a sister. He knew about the brothers, but a sister? Dang. "Well, I guess I can join, sure." It's nice of Loren to offer to train him even after mentioning his sister's school. Oliver would absolutely have to take on the offer of training at a proper school seeing as he needed far more help with his magic. For now, Loren would do fine. Standing on up, Oliver kept a close eye on Loren, quickly surveying the area once more. Tightening his grip on the dagger and scarf Oliver ran through a list of possibilities.
Using his telekinesis, he flung the scarf at Loren, attempting to wrap it around his eyes as though it were attacking his head, trying to will it to cover up his eyes. He'd then proceed to toss the dagger onto the couch before he'd try and use his telekinesis once more to yank on the rug from underneath Loren's feet. He was playing dirty, absolutely, but Oliver knew he couldn't throw a punch and the moment he got super close to Loren he'd be fucked.
The last thing Oliver expected was to find out Loren had a sister. He knew about the brothers, but a sister? Dang. "Well, I guess I can join, sure." It's nice of Loren to offer to train him even after mentioning his sister's school. Oliver would absolutely have to take on the offer of training at a proper school seeing as he needed far more help with his magic. For now, Loren would do fine. Standing on up, Oliver kept a close eye on Loren, quickly surveying the area once more. Tightening his grip on the dagger and scarf Oliver ran through a list of possibilities.
Using his telekinesis, he flung the scarf at Loren, attempting to wrap it around his eyes as though it were attacking his head, trying to will it to cover up his eyes. He'd then proceed to toss the dagger onto the couch before he'd try and use his telekinesis once more to yank on the rug from underneath Loren's feet. He was playing dirty, absolutely, but Oliver knew he couldn't throw a punch and the moment he got super close to Loren he'd be fucked.
I JUST WANT MY EXISTENCE
TO BE MORE THAN TREMBLING
TO BE MORE THAN TREMBLING
