Splice
Acolytes
Jocelyn Roma
Posts: 80
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Post by Splice on Sept 26, 2010 22:25:29 GMT -5
"You have to be the biggest moron I've ever met," Jocelyn said glaring at Jax with a look of utter disbelief on her face. She was torn between the urge to throttle him and smack him, but until she decided she was just clenching her fists. "You broke it off cause you don't like the idea of other guys looking at her? You have to be out of your mind. So what if they looked, let 'em, they would have been looking and staring at something that they'd never have and you did have. Notice how I say DID!" Joce just didn't get how he could break it off with a gorgeous model just cause other guys got to see her in her underwear.
"And for the last time, that's a bikini! I have whole outfits skimpier than that and she looks adorable! The only pictures I'd be a bit put off with is the one of her and that guy for the cologne ad, but shit, half those guys are gay anyways. I just can't believe you!" She punched him in the shoulder for good measure as they walked into the rec room. "Well I hope you're happy, cause now you get to just look and some other guy will get to touch and kiss and do all those things you coulda done, cause let's face it, she's a high class girl. Ah and look, there's contender number one!" Joce said in a lower voice as she looked at Ana and her admirer sitting by the window at the far end of the rec room.
"Have fun being the one that doesn't get to touch, and someone else gets to touch those pretty ebony locks and run their hands over that peachy pale skin. You can watch though, just like every other guy now." She raised her eyebrow at him and crossed her arms over chest to make her point. She adored Jax, but he was in need of some serious tough love to get over his arrogant streak. "I adore ya Jax, but you need to open your eyes- CHESTER!" Jocelyn stopped mid-sentence when she saw the large hulking form of Stoney sleeping on the couch. Instantly she felt bad, since her session with Shade took most of the night and Stoney was too sweet and shy to come in and just sleep like others would have done.
"Aww Chester!" Jocelyn moved around on the couch and sat in the little space that was left on the couch for where he laid. "I'm so sorry, I didn't mean to cast you out last night!" She laid her arms across his chest and rested her chin on her hands while staring up at him. "I had a hard night last night, and I just kind of needed that escape without thinking of it. Can you forgive me?" She had a sincere smile on her face and an apologetic look in her eyes. Stoney was such a sweetheart and she felt bad about not taking him into consideration.
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Klash
Acolytes
Romon Campbell
Posts: 14
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Post by Klash on Sept 26, 2010 23:02:32 GMT -5
Breakfast wrap in one hand and a couple of pretty flowers in the other, Romon walked to sit next to Ana on the windowsill. She looked so sad when he saw her in the kitchen making breakfast, and as sweet and pretty as she was, he hated to see a pretty girl sad. "Here, something to bring that pretty smile back on your face," Romon said handing her the carefully selected light blue plumbago flowers that he got with Colossus's help from the garden. They reminded him of her lovely eyes, and he figured this would keep him on good terms with her, especially if her and Jax were having issues this early on in their relationship.
"I thought I could join you for breakfast, perhaps find a way to bring that smile back on your face. It might bring the sunshine in with the weather being like it is." He looked out the window at the clouds rolling in that was a sure sign of showers to come. His parents already warned him that this place was infamous for heavy spring showers, and it looked like he would experience his first one today. "I like days like today, but when it is raining or feels like it will rain in the morning, I don't want to get up out of bed. I feel so tired sometimes I end up putting my clothes on inside out." He laughed and took a bite of his egg, pepper, and cheese wrap, watching her daintily eat her food.
Romon's dark amber eyes looked her over, taking in her pretty, striking face and the delicate features that adorned it. After the shining eyes that he saw when they danced in French class, this sadness and guard she put up now was not something that he liked on her. "I know we just met, but you have been so nice and welcoming, and a wonderful dancer too." He winked at her and leaned back on the opposite side of the windowsill. "If you like to talk though, I will listen. No pressure, it is just an offer." Romon smiled at her as he took another bite of his breakfast burrito.
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Stoney
Hellions
Chester Williams
Posts: 67
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Post by Stoney on Sept 26, 2010 23:24:39 GMT -5
Oh the pain in his back. To try and describe it would be beyond Chester's limited vocabulary, but as stoic as he was he would be the very last person to ever complain. Then there was also the fact that hardly ever did a word pass through his lips, so to the Hellion strong man a complaint was not something he'd find important enough to chose to say aloud. Suffice to say the leather sofa was beautiful and toasty warm once the body had a chance to heat up the leather, but mashed potatoes with lumps this big would be called baked potatoes. At the sweet dulcet tones of the girl's voice, who's dignity he had preserved if only for his own portion, he cracked open his eyes. Before the blur of sleep and the world of dreams had fully cleared he saw her as she was lo those many years ago... .. and a smile spread across his face. Blinking to see her before him as she was in the present, he free'd a hand to reach up and tussle her hair.
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Clutch
New Mutants
Anastasia Equilnaiir
Manipulation, is not a command
Posts: 148
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Post by Clutch on Sept 26, 2010 23:50:10 GMT -5
The sight of the lovely blue flowers made Ana's whole face light up in a smile. "OH! They are beautiful!" she exclaimed, her thin fingers gently touching the soft petals of the light blue plumbagos. "They really wonderful, are they from Piotr's garden? He has the loveliest flowers." Carefully, she took one of flowers and placed it in her hair, right above her ear for the angle where it would frame her face nicely. True Ana's favorite flowers were Casablanca Lilies and Orchids, but she loved flowers in general, especially getting them from a male suitor. They were a sweet gesture of attention, and she loved it. She had always been the kind of girl that loved to get flowers and presents and little gestures like that from guys. Flowers were a huge plus, and the plumbagos matched her eyes which she noticed right away.
"This so sweet of you Romon thank you! I really needed that!" Ana smiled at him genuinely as she picked up her half eaten tub of yogurt and began to eat slowly again. She often had to force herself to eat the whole tub, but Riker and Kitty were very strict about it all. The whole thing with Jax had been on her mind heavily but she refused to feel guilty about it. He was the one who had an issue, and she wasn't giving up something she loved for anyone. It was bothering her since she didn't understand how he could have such an odd problem with it, but she was trying her best not to let it bother her.
"I have question for you," Ana said putting her tub of yogurt aside and just holding the flowers he gave her, looking at them with a slight smile coming on her face. "If girl you like love to do something, like say... well modeling. And you no like because that mean that many see her in pictures, would you be upset enough to not be with her unless she quit?" Her eyes were looking at him carefully as she bit her lip, her head leaning against the window pane. She wanted some reassurance to know that this wasn't just in her head. Her concentration had been focused on that as she went over the whole thing in her head over and over, paying attention to little else.
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-RAM-
New Mutants
Jaxon Chande
Posts: 91
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Post by -RAM- on Sept 27, 2010 12:55:38 GMT -5
Jax's eyes flickered upwards from the floor, where they had up until now been glued to, to look at Joce with her ruffled hair. "Let me get one thing damn stright chicka," Jax said holding back a growl and sighing deeply, "I didn't break it off, hell I said nothin' at all. I was thinkin' of what the best way to put it would be- 'cause frankly, despite what you have to say- I ain't all that happy with my girlfriend running around in underwear-" He paused to see the frustrated look on Joce's face, at him calling Ana's so called bikini, underwear, but he frankly didn't care right now. "Yeah yeah, I know what you're gonna say- 'It's a bikini, Jax!' - Hell, it is! It's waterproof underwear, is what it is!" He gave Joce a stern look, as if daring her to challenge him before he carried on.
"Don't you think Ana said the same thing to me yesterday? D'you honestly think I'm stupid Joce? I know I had her in person, n' all, but for hell, I ain't too happy with other men touching my girl or staring at her picture thinkin' thoughts I don't really need to voice out loud- even if they are gay. I don't care, I don't like it, and I am not apologizing for it!" The thing about Jax was, he was stubborn as a rock when it came to a few things, and despite having apologized to Ana earlier about her whole weight issue- he wasn't gonna dish out any more unnecissarily apologies at her. This one, was not his fault. He felt a certain way, and he wasn't gonna be saying sorry for it.
In all fairness, Jax hadn't directly asked Ana to quit modelling- hell who was he to do that, right? But he just wasn't gonna sit there and pretend like he was okay with it, when he obviously wasn't. It was something that'd take him some time to get used to, and frankly, no one really could blame him, the way he saw it. It was bad enough having idiots like Dreads over there staring at his girlfriend with their jaw hangin' open (which, despite his efforts, had not skipped his notice) but to think that there were over a billion guys out there, probably doing the same thing? No. It just wasn't on.
"Don't try to make this out to be my fault Joce- she asked me if the modelling thing would be a problem, and I had to think it over to give her an answer which wouldn't sound too harsh, but before I figured anythin' out in my head, she'd stormed out the freakin' laundry room." Jax didn't bother to hide the scowl, nor frown that were now marking his face. "And then she's sittin' there giggling with Dreads over there in the mornin', fawning over a stupid bunch of flowers. Honestly, Joce, I woulda talked to her about what happened last night- I didn't wanna chase after her last night, it was gettin' late for her, I could tell, and I figured that she could just sleep for then and I'd talk to her about it today mornin'-" Jax's eyes flickered breifly over in Ana's direction, although his eyes fixed on Dreads instead of Ana, who was techincally, still his girlfriend, considering neither Jax nor Ana had really said anything about their relationship being over. "- but, she's a lil too busy gigglin' with Dreads and fawning over a bunch of pretty flowers." Jax turned to face Joce with a sarcastic smile, his eyes breifly flickering over to the big tough looking guy- who Jax otherwise would've found cool as hell, had he not been so preoccupied with Ana in his head.
"Sorry about the mornin' fix of soap opera, man." Jax added towards the guy- Chester. "Blame the blue minx, she got me started." Jax attempted whatever he could of a smile at the older guy.
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Taffy
Acolytes
Ricki Day
I would've stayed up with you all night, had I known How to Save a Life.
Posts: 187
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Post by Taffy on Sept 27, 2010 14:31:33 GMT -5
"... although, why exactly do you smoke?" Ricki asked, raising her eyebrows as her feet dangled off the small table that was close by the door to the Rec Room. She'd caught Dante walking down the hallway and dragged him into the Rec Room with her, insisting that she needed to make up for not annoying him much for the last few days. "I mean, there are easier ways to kill yourself, y'know." Ricki's attempt at a straight face failed, as it always did, and she ended up breaking out into wide smile, although the curious and half concerned look in her eyes remained. "Seriously, though... I mean the thing smells disgusting- it can't really leave all that much of a great taste in your mouth now, can it?"
Ricki scrunched up her nose a little, flopping her hair in one swift, perhaps a little ungraceful movement to one side of her shoulder, inspecting the ends of her hair vaguely. "Hmm, I need a trim." she mused absent mindedly, shrugging as she let her hair drop and looked back up at Dante. She didn't know if it was because she'd already seen him topless with his tattoos shining in all their glory, or due to the fact that he had this strange confusion somewhere in his face when he was around her, but Ricki somehow felt less intimidated of Dante by the day. She still remembered feeling intrigued, but yet frightened a little at the same time when she'd first met the Hood when he'd been dropped off in the courtyard.
Now she thought of Dante as... well... as being just another guy really. She was starting to get used to his mohawk-like hair and the ends of tattoos that were visible on his bare skin. "But yes- like I was gonna say before I got distracted by you smelling like smo-" Ricki paused, her eyes wide. "- uh... yeah, I really should control what I say, hmm?" She face twisted into an innocent, naive expression as she giggled nervously. "Uh- well yes, before I uh- y'know what I mean- yeahhh... uh, so, yes, what've you been upto off late? I haven't been around to bug you, and you really can only spend so much time in your room. Made any friends Danteee?" Ricki grinned boldly at Dante, teasing him as she would Ian or Gavin, subconsciously kicking her legs on the table.
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Klash
Acolytes
Romon Campbell
Posts: 14
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Post by Klash on Sept 27, 2010 16:43:17 GMT -5
Romon thought about it for a moment and then shrugged. "I don't think it is fair for anyone to be mad at you for doing something you love," he answered honestly, as it finally clicked in his head why she looked so familiar. "Ah I knew that I've seen you before somewhere. You did that billboard ad for that clothing company right? The one in New York City? I saw it when I visited over the summer." He smiled as he finally fulfilled that nagging feeling on where he saw her before. "You look very lovely in it." He had to keep a smirk off his face that he was actually sitting right next to a model.
"I think that you should do what makes you happy, and not change that for anyone. Ultimately it is who you are, and if someone doesn't see that for the wonderful thing it is, than they don't deserve you," Romon said sincerely and took another bite of his breakfast wrap. He was feeling quite proud of himself that she wore one of the flowers he gave her. "It matches your eyes, the flower I mean. Here." He took another flower from the bouquet he gave her and tucked it next to the one already in her hair.
"My mother always said that women wore flowers as a sign of their beauty, and each flower was as unique as the woman who wore them. You should wear them more often." Romon looked over at her half eaten carton of yogurt. "Please eat with me, I feel strange eating by myself in the presence of a beautiful girl." He held up his breakfast wrap in a toast like version to get her to eat.
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Splice
Acolytes
Jocelyn Roma
Posts: 80
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Post by Splice on Sept 28, 2010 0:45:40 GMT -5
Jocelyn's eyebrows were raised high, she looked from Stoney, to Jax and then back at Ana and Romon. "Hate to tell you hun, but flowers are like the guaranteed thing to make a girl gush, and uh... well he seems to know that too," she said watching him put another flower in the tall model's hair. "Check it out Chester, guy's got game." Joce tickled Stoney's ribs lightly and winked at him. She was only trying to get him riled up at this point, but hey the guy needed a kick in the head sometimes. Despite that Jocelyn stayed far away from romantic relationships, she knew girls. And most girls gravitated toward the one that made them feel special and loved and listened to them. Plus whether they like to admit it or not, almost all girls loved it when the person they were with got jealous and stepped in. It was part of that whole being special thing.
The closest thing Joce had to that sort of relationship was the thing going with Shade, but that was far, far different from anything standard or anything remotely normal, but by the gods did she love it. She knew she was a strong woman, and Shade was probably the only person that would be able to dominate her mind, body, and soul the way he did. There was a large amount of trust between them, though it was never discussed. Joce knew that he liked having her there every night as much as she liked to be there. It was comforting for them, and with that level of comfort and trust came the deep and full satisfaction that came from their sessions where he would push that trust as far as it could go by satisfying his own dark desire while leaving her body helpless to respond to whatever it was he wanted. It was a game, but a dangerous one on it's own level, for Joce was sure should anyone try and move in on her in that respect, the Shade within him would claim a new victim to keep what was his.
"C'mon Chester, big strong man like you knows what happens next don'tcha? First giving her a flower, than tucking in the hair behind her ears, and then comes the soft 'sweep you off your feet' kiss." A Cheshire cat grin was on her face as she turned to look at Jax with a completely solemn expression. "Two out of three so far? Think he'll go for the third? I don't know, she's awfully pretty. Those big baby blues and the pretty pink lips. Bet a lot of guys wanted a taste of that. Older guys too since in her ads she could be in her twenties. I'm just pointing that out though!" Jocelyn put her hands in the air as if surrendering before folding them and laying back on Stoney's chest. "It's still early Big Guy, want me to make you some of my famous boysenberry pancakes or want me to get you something from the cafeteria? It's only fair that I bring you breakfast since I'm the reason you couldn't sleep in your own room." A sheepish little smile came on her face, the same one she had all her life when she felt guilty about something.
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Stoney
Hellions
Chester Williams
Posts: 67
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Post by Stoney on Sept 28, 2010 1:39:25 GMT -5
Jocelyn was far more of a handful now than she was as a child, and oh lord was she a handful then. Chester could only snicker at her antics and when her powerful fingers found his tickle spots he burst out into a laugh that was hearty and infectious. Wrapping her up in a big bear hug he sat up to catch his breath as he finally looked around the room to see everyone who had come down.
He was sure he wouldn't fall asleep and he knew he didn't cover himself with a blanket, but sitting up he noticed there he was covered with a blanket. He saw his book on the table next to an empty bottle of green tea. He didn't drink that, and even if he had he would have had the courtesy to toss the can in the recycle bin, he wondered who had covered him up. He'd have to look and see who drank green tea, he had a guardian angel here somewhere, or at least a caring soul.
Smacking his lips at the thought of food he looked at Joce. Nodding his head he reluctantly opened his mouth to speak, but he didn't need to say a word. The look on her face told him she got the picture and she would hook him up, he was thankful she knew what he liked. He was a country boy, a mountain man, and hearty foods were what he loved for breakfast. She'd seen him eat breakfast for almost her whole life so he trusted her implicitly to not bring him back some hoity toity crepe, or fruit compote or something light and fluffy that he would look ridiculous trying to eat. He winked a thank you at her.
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-RAM-
New Mutants
Jaxon Chande
Posts: 91
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Post by -RAM- on Sept 28, 2010 7:51:18 GMT -5
Jax didn't really hear what Joce said to him (or rather, he did hear it but chose to give it little importance for the time being,) and neither did he pay much mind to the exchange between her and Chester. No, he was a little to pre-occupied with the fact that Dreads down there had the nerve to touch his girlfriend, and put a goddamn freakin' flower in her hair, and offer her some fancy burrito right in front of Jax. Like, what the hell? If you were out to steal someones girl, a) well, you shouldn't be doing it at all, and b) if you really were a son of a b*tch enough to do it, do not do it in front of her boyfriend. Seri-freakin'-ously.
Jax jumped onto his feet, not really thinking twice as he walked upto Dreads and his well aimed fist was smashed against his nose. "What the hell man," Jax growled, feeling the slight throbing impact of his hard punch on his fingers but embracing the pain as it came. He knew he shoulda given the guy a warning, but hell he didn't care, it felt good, and in his defense, the numerous number of death glares that Jax had shot at Dreads the previous day ought to have been warnings enough. "You don't just go handin' flowers out to other people's girlfriends, or having the nerve to pick 'em out and pop 'em in their hair. It's just not cool."
Jax's tone, was surprisingly low, but it had a very clear message lurking in it that simply stated back off. His eyes flickered breifly over to Ana, and he couldn't help but laugh sarcastically at the look on her face. "Oh, don't gimme that look- I don't remember either of us sayin' it was over, or anythin' of that sorts. Last night, you stalked off before I could say anythin' and I figured you were tired so I left you to get some rest." Jax took in a deep breath, pushing his dark hair back due to frustration. "Next thing I know, you're sittin' there giggling with a guy while he gives you flowers and breakfast?! I mean really, what the hell."
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Clutch
New Mutants
Anastasia Equilnaiir
Manipulation, is not a command
Posts: 148
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Post by Clutch on Sept 28, 2010 14:59:04 GMT -5
"OH MY GOD ROMON!" Ana jumped up and check on the tall sweet boy with horrified eyes. "Are you alright? I so so sorry! YOU!" She whirled around on Jax, eyes flashing. "YOU ASSHOLE! HE NOT DOING ANYTHING!" She shouted and pushed Jax's shoulder. "You stupid giant meathead! All he did was give me flowers, BECAUSE YOU MADE ME SAD TO BEGIN WITH!" Her anger and hurt was coming out at full force again and the pillows and table started shaking ever so slightly. Her head had been back in that state that she couldn't have a boyfriend because of her career, and he was pissing her off in addition to her hurt. "I NO EAT WRAPS LIKE THAT EITHER! WHY would he offer me wrap he was EATING? NOT EVERYONE PIG LIKE YOU!"
She glared up at him furiously, too angry to give Romon the attention she should as at this point she was seeing red. All that pent up anger and hurt from last night just bubbled to the surface. "I CAN NOT BELIEVE YOU! DO I LOOK LIKE A DEFENSELESS GIRL?! You impossible! YOU ACTUALLY THINK I WOULD CHEAT ON YOU?!" Ana poked him hard in the chest, furious and not caring how loudly she was yelling. "How dare you come here like giant caveman and hit him?! He sitting there listening to me talk, SOMETHING YOU HAVE PROBLEM DOING, he make me smile after you shut down on me and make me think that it impossible for me to like guy that not have issue with my career. AND YOU HIT HIM?!" She smacked his chest now, pushing him back again and glaring up at him as some of the furniture shook a little bit.
"You want to finish conversation now?! Fine go ahead, tell me how you hate that I model. Tell me how you think less of me for taking pictures IN BLOODY BIKINI! Go ahead, tell me what you probably thinking anyway. Let me guess, taking pictures, fully clothed, with man make me whore yes? And last thing you would want his whore for girlfriend right?!" Ana spat ever word, quoting him from yesterday as she balled her fists in anger. "Go ahead, tell all that to me. Tell me how you too good for me for that, make my day!" She baited pushing him again in anger and hurt.
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-RAM-
New Mutants
Jaxon Chande
Posts: 91
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Post by -RAM- on Sept 28, 2010 15:43:32 GMT -5
"What the HELL are you on about?!" Jax's voice had suddenly shot up to match Ana's volume and his confusion and frustration was only too obvious. This girl had serious issues- she always took what he meant in the wrong way. Al-bloody-ways. What was with her? Seriously? He grabbed her hand as it reached out to shove him. "Where the hell do you get all this crap in your head from, seriously?!" Jax growled. For someone who looked the way Ana did- she was a little too insecure, and Jax didn't know how to take to that. "I mean really, what the hell. Where the hell did you get 'whore' from?!"
Jax frowned at her, glaring down at her. He could've sworn they spent more time fighting than they did anything else. "Let's get this straight here and now, before you go raging at me for something I don't think nor have ever implied- okay?" His volume lowered, and his next few words were said slowly and exaggerated somewhat. "I - don't - f!cking - care - how - you - take - pictures - and - you - being - a - model - doesn't - lessen - my - opnion - of - you - at - freaking - all." He took in a deep breath, clenching his jaw shut as he faught the urge to break somethign right then. "It's the fact that there are like fifteen f!cking billion men out there who're staring at pictures of you in your WATERPROOF UNDERWEAR that I don't freakin' like! Or the fact that there are guys who're putting flowers in your hair right in front of me!"
He took in another deep breath, without seeming to realize it, being almost chest-to-chest with Ana right now, the only thing in between them being his hand having a firm yet unpainful grip around her slim wrist. "I don't care if you're a freaking model, if you like doing that as your profession, that's great- I'm NOT gonna ask you to quit - by the way, thanks for assuming that I'd ever tell you to stop doing something you love, you think real high of me dontcha?- the only reason it took me long to respond last night, was 'cause I've gotta be honest, and yes, it is going to be a problem for me to have other guys constantly hit on my girl, and freakin' perve on her! It's not somethin' I can get my head around, not for a while at bloody least!"
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Clutch
New Mutants
Anastasia Equilnaiir
Manipulation, is not a command
Posts: 148
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Post by Clutch on Sept 28, 2010 16:56:39 GMT -5
Eyes wide in disbelief, Ana looked up at him still angry but now more confused than anything else. "That it? The whole time you mad cause of that, but you will get over it soon or later? WHY YOU NOT TELL ME THAT?!" she yelled the last part and smacked his shoulders since she had no way to reach his chest. "YOU had me think the WORST the whole BLOODY time! I understand need to get used to idea, I live with that fine, but JUST TELL ME THAT!" This whole thing with him was becoming a roller coaster, and at this point Ana was fairly convinced that she'd end up throwing him in the pool again. He brought out the worst in her sometimes, and she hated that he managed to bring out the most insecure part of her, and at the same time it was a strange attraction that kept her from just leaving.
Still glaring at him, her arms almost unconsciously wound around his neck, though her mind set was still set at being angry at him. "You cannot just leave me thinking worst all time! God you so just... I not know exactly but I just want to, but it not pleasant! And for record, I LIKE getting flowers, nice flowers make me smile, AND I NEEDED TO SMILE! He friend who wanted me to not be upset, and that no reason to punch him! God you are such BRUTE and just unreasonable!"
Her breathing was heavier now with the blood racing through her veins from the adrenaline of the fight, her blue eyes in a steely blue glare. "Next time you keep me thinking worst, I will punch you myself!" Ana said in a firm angry voice before she tugged his head down and kissed him right there, and in the heat of the moment again, she forgot other people were around. All she knew in that particular moment was that she needed to erase that hurt she felt. "Asshole," she muttered against his lips before tightening her arms around him.
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Glitch
Paragons
Dante Sloan
Posts: 83
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Post by Glitch on Sept 28, 2010 22:30:35 GMT -5
"Oh ya haven't heard? Me and Preppy over there are best friends. Even got matching letterman jackets we're wearing to the Pep rally tonight," Dante said sarcastically rolling his eyes at her hyperactive and bubbly attitude. He had just gotten back from his smoke and managed to bump into Mary Sunshine after several cups of coffee. As it was, he wasn't in the best of moods. Stupid brats with ice powers messed up his morning. His blood boiled at the thought of someone going after Veronika, though it surprised him how much. He chalked it up to his slight weakness for hot girls with class.
With that in mind, Dante was getting a hell of a show watching another hot broad with class totally ream Preppy over there. A chuckle escaped him as he watched the two of them go back and forth until all went quiet when they locked lips. "Smartest thing Preppy there ever did. 'Bout time he stood up for the broad instead of puttin' her down all the time. I knew he learned something from me." He smirked and leaned back against the couch, staring over at the couple to watch the shaking of the furniture stop and then back at Ricki. "Cigarette smoke obvious didn't keep you away, so looks like it ain't as much use to me as I hoped." His potentially stinging comments were said without any bite to them, since of all girls he just couldn't bring himself to be mean to Ricki. She was an innocent little thing, and he wasn't that much of a dick.
On top of all that, Dante was still wondering where the hell the Paragon Disney Princess was at this morning. Now that he knew how she got that split lip, he wasn't all too pleased. There was no fair fight when you immobilize someone and then get your hits in, and that was something that Dante couldn't respect from anyone. He had to give the scrappy little country girl credit for taking it upon herself to fight back. Aw shit, why they hell am I thinkin' about her again? She's a ^%$#ing distraction, can't keep doing it, it's gotta stop. What the hell now I'm thinkin' about how I can't think of her, which kinda means I am thinkin' of her. Goddamnit I need a drink. "Stayin' outta trouble Dolly? Or did ya drag me over for my wonderful company?" Dante raised his eyebrows and leaned back on the couch lazily, still wishing he had opted to stay in bed.
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Splice
Acolytes
Jocelyn Roma
Posts: 80
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Post by Splice on Sept 28, 2010 23:53:49 GMT -5
Jocelyn finally closed her mouth that had dropped open when Jax punched Romon and started laughing. "Oh my, look at that Chester, I still got it," she said in her fit of giggles at the way the two of them screamed at each other. It was so obvious that they were whipped like nothing else, and it just tickled Jocelyn into a fit of giggles as her body shook from laughter and her head leaned against Chester's chest. She had the dark talent of knowing how to rile people up on her side and oh did she have fun with it. When she was younger she used to get Inflict mad beyond what anyone would have thought possible with similar antics. He was very easily riled up when he first started dating Rose, and Jocelyn just LOVED to antagonize him.
"Oh wow, I so love those two," Joce said pulling away from Stoney and wiping the tears from her cheeks for laughing, giggles still escaping her lips. "Okay Big Guy, lemme bring you something to eat. Eggs, bacon, sausage, hash browns with buttered toast right? Don't worry I didn't forget." She winked at him and stood up to walk over to Romon, giggling as she watched the couple just stand there and make out. "I'm sorry Romon, it's probably my fault he hit you. See I was antagonizing him cause he was standing there like a useless lump, fighting with his girl instead of going over to talk to her like a human being. Had to ignite a bit of jealousy to get him to do something... I just didn't expect him to punch you," she said with an apologetic grin.
"Come on, my friend Tracy will fix that up for you, and I'm pretty sure she's just finishing her laps in the pool downstairs. She owes me for keeping quiet for her little rendezvous this weekend, and you know cause I'm adorable and she loves me." Jocelyn grinned at him and looped her arm through his, leading him out of the rec room. "Poor Jax, how can he not get jealous of you, I mean if I was into guys and you gave me that smile, a flower, and talked to me with that sexy accent, I'd be swooning in a second," she said with a giggle as she led him down to the basement.
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