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 Posted: Mon Mar 16, 2009 4:38 pm
The limo driver chuckled to himself as he closed the door. "Poor bloke. Stuck in there wit' a bunch o' girls..." He got into the limo and took off, off to the next guests house.
((Its ok. Color is nice but you don't HAVE to if you don't want to....I just like color..^.^))
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Posted: Mon Mar 16, 2009 6:26 pm
Lysander gathered the last of his things together, cigarette limp in his mouth. He had a scowl on his face, like usual, when he stood straight. Immediately, a small line of flunkies scrambled to grab his bags and set them neatly and orderly outside the door. Lysander's scowl deepened and grabbed his bass guitar, not letting anyone touch his precious Nyx. He walked past more flunkies as Lysander made his way to the door. He stepped outside, where one guy was standing. He was almost Lysander's height, but the coldness in Lysander's eyes were mirrored in his. They were kindred spirits, and brothers by rite."You sure, brother?""I'm sure. I'm entrusting my empire to you, brother. Take care of it well."They gave each other a rough hug, then patted each other on the shoulder."It's been a long time, Lye.""Yes it has, Jerry."They stood next to each other for a moment, then both silently agreed it was time for Lysander to leave. Lysander grabbed his own bags this time, then walked to the curb. He lived in not the most spectacular of neighborhoods, but it was nicer since Lysander took reign. Lysander squatted, waiting rather patiently, considering. Several neighbors looked out from their windows in curiosity, and a kid or two ran by, trying to drag Lysander to play some game. He was infamous among children for being fun but stern, and many parents actually enjoyed him as a baby-sitter. Lysander waited for his ride to show up, although he was thankful his cronies weren't trying to go along with him. He didn't even like cronies. Nothing but brown-nosers and yes-men. Despicable.
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Posted: Mon Mar 16, 2009 7:58 pm
Anna meant to look disapprovingly at the new boy who entered the limo, but her face instead went bright red and she turned suddenly. He had a British accent, and he was super cute! And he was sitting right next to her! If he had been anyone else, she would have immediately started interrogating him, but she couldn't bring herself to speak. What was it that made him so hard to talk to?
((Note:Anna's always been surrounded by guys who are not all that in appearance. This is her first time crushing on someone, so she doesn't know what it's like. Therefore, the confusion. XD))
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Posted: Tue Mar 17, 2009 11:50 am
((FlamingVoid ((Oh my, I just remembered that I'm supposed to post in color, aren't I? I'm so forgetful...Please forgive me, I don't like messing with BBcode if I can avoid it...))
I completely understand FV, in another roleplay, I'm playing someone with multiple personalities. So I'm switching colors and like using italics when they talk to each other. I swear the BBC code hates me and stops working halfway through. And Anna's really cute.))
At school, Ainsley was very popular. Though she did not run with the popular crowd per say, since she was a social butterfly and fluttered from one clique to another, she had been around plenty of boys, most of whom were her friends. And even though she had never been with a boy, or anyone for that matter, she was perfectly fine with talking to one. Even, or especially one as cute as Mort. But she also noticed Anna's interest. She promised herself that she would be nice, but nothing more. There had to be other guys on the trip, this boy could be hers.
Flashing a kind smile, she giggled softly, "That's no problem." She moved over just a little to give him some room, but she was still close. "Welcome to the Limo," she waved her hands as if showing off a gorgeous room. "There's a lot of gadgets and stuff all around, if you're into that sort of thing, or you can play Egyptian Ratscrew with us." She laughed a little, even she became stupid around a cute boy, "But I'd guess you'd like to meet us first," A faint blush grew on her pale cheeks, "I'm Ainsley," she held out her hand which had been balancing the pile of books she'd taken out to show. The large pile tettered, and she knocked it back against her, with her other hand, letting the novels fall safely into her lap. She would probably have to carry them from now on, she wasn't sure if she could get them to fit in her backpack again.
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Posted: Tue Mar 17, 2009 12:25 pm
Aya looked back out the window a boy got in. She was never really popular, and she didn't talk a lot, especially to boys. She usually avoided them at all costs, afraid of being hurt or embarrassing herself. She thought it might be rude to not introduce herself, though, so she said, "I'm Ayaka, but everyone calls me Aya."
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Posted: Tue Mar 17, 2009 1:51 pm
The limo driver continued to drive down this one road. It wasn't too far from where the next guest was to be picked up. He had been trying to take as many shortcuts to get from one place to the next as possible again orders from Lady Dakota. Soon he saw the next guy. The limo driver slowed to a stop. He got out and opened the door for him to get in. "Good day."
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Posted: Tue Mar 17, 2009 4:13 pm
Lysander saw the limo arrive and rightfully assumed it was for him. He walked to the trunk, through his two bags in, and walked into the limo with his bass, taking in one last long drag from his cigarette, then throwing it on the ground and putting it out. Lysander sighed, plume of smoke flowing out. Time to conquer. Lysander stepped into the limo with his precious Nyx, and saw that three girls and another guy was already inside. Lysander made his way through politely, making sure he didn't touch anyone (he hated unwanted physical contact), and sat as far away as possible. He didn't like being chatty. Lysander made himself comfortable, and instead of playing Nyx, he pulled out a yo-yo and began playing with it. Subtly and unnoticed, he looked at the others. The other guy seemed to be kind of flustered, like he wasn't used to being around girls. And one of the girls seemed equally flustered, looking away from him. Then there was the other girl who had books all over her, then the girl being spacey out the back window. Lysander stopped studying them, and focused on his yo-yo. He would do the occasional trick, but mainly just played it to give himself something to do.
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Posted: Tue Mar 17, 2009 4:20 pm
The limo driver shut the door and walked back to the driver side, getting back in. He started to drive off. Just one last stop...
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Posted: Tue Mar 17, 2009 7:27 pm
Mort politely nodded in response to the girl's various introductions. He was deeply grateful when Ainsley gave him room.
"My name is Mortimer...It's very nice to meet you all. I hope we have a good time wherever we are going..."
He then realized how incredibly stupid this sounded and turned an even deeper shade of red.
"Oooh...I'm being a socially awkward git aren't i?" he muttered into his collar.
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Posted: Tue Mar 17, 2009 7:32 pm
Anna eyed Mortimer, and then the new boy. When her eyes fixed on Lye, her face cooled it's temperature a bit. Not stunningly gorgeous. Not her type. Ah, this was the ground she knew. She crossed her thin legs and eyed him. As Mortimer announced himself, she managed to keep calm. "I'm Anna." Then she turned back to the new boy. "And you? The one with the red hair. What's your name?"
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Posted: Tue Mar 17, 2009 7:42 pm
Ainsley had immediately greeted the second new boy with a smile, that faltered when he blatantly ignored it. It caused her to bite on her lips, unsure of how to reach him. By his actions, she could tell he was the kind of guy who would be a jerk just to keep people away from him. Though effective, she hoped she could find a way to keep him from being surrounded.
Mort's introduction made her smile, one that reached all the way to her brown eyes and made them sparkle. It was officially, every part of him was adorable. Her attention was brought back to the bright red haired kid, and mentally she frowned. This was not the way to bring him around. If she wasn't careful, he would be a b***h. A part of her knew that he might be anyway, but that was not her point. Instead, she cleared her throat, and said softly, "Um, excuse me, since we're going to be stuck together, do you want to get the introductions done now?" Even though the comment could be taken as sarcastic, her tone kept it completely from being so. She gave him a kinder smile, as if she understood that he wanted to be alone, and afterward they would leave him be.
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Posted: Tue Mar 17, 2009 9:35 pm
Lysander had been playing with his yo-yo when he heard the girls speak. Lysander caught the yo-yo, and looked slowly over to them. The one who had been in extreme distress, this, Anna, she had gained courage and an edge. Then the other girl who had been flustered spoke as well. Apparently she had tried to make introductions to him, Lysander hadn't heard. Lysander just went back to playing with his yo-yo, and after a moment, spoke. His voice had descended to a growl, and one could sense that he wanted to just be alone.
"Lysander."
Lysander then decided to ignore them. He didn't care about their names or who they were. They were in his way. But this Anna. She might present problems, they were too alike. They were both aggressive, and just by her tone Lysander could tell she wasn't the type to submit easily. It could be interesting.
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Posted: Tue Mar 17, 2009 9:54 pm
Ainsley decided that was enough, and she definitely wasn't going to push him anymore. She turned her attention to Mort, the cute nice kid and asked, "So, what would you like to do since Lysander has made it pretty clear he wants to stick to yo-yo-ing." It sounded outrageous, but it was better than saying 'play with his yo yo.' That he would have most likely taken as a condescending insult. Which, Ainsley was ashamed to admit, it was. She understood wanting to be alone, but there was no need to be a jerk.
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Posted: Tue Mar 17, 2009 10:38 pm
Lysander was playing with his yo-yo when he heard the girl's comment. He laughed quietly, finding the fact that for him, he was being incredibly nice. They were lucky that when he entered the car, he hadn't punched the other guy in the face just to assert dominance. Then again, looking at the guy, it didn't seem that he'd have to worry about him throwing a coup. Lysander kept playing with his yo-yo, small smile gracing his lips. Ah, the foolishness and ignorance of others. One of Lysander's favorite flavors.
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