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 Posted: Mon Nov 30, 2009 10:24 pm
 ☆ . K a r a . L y n . O ' R e i l l e y . ☆ ☀ t h e . h e i r . t o . e m i ☀ ↘ ¤ ↘ ¤ ↘ ¤ ↘ ¤ ↘"These violent delights have violent ends
and in their triumph die, like fire and powder,
Which, as they kiss, consume." ♥ • m u s i c » I'm With You by Avril Lavigne
[ j u s t . p r e s s . p l a y . ▶ ]
• o o c » -empty- "That which we call a rose, by any other name, would smell as sweet," she quoted, the third time she had heard the quote that day, the second time she managed to say it. It made her inwardly laugh, and yet, she couldn't help but say it, because his last name was Rose. it was just too perfect of a set-up. "It's alright, meeting people, I guess," she said with a shrug as she continued to drag from the cigarette.
She noticed him look her up and down, the certain look in his eyes, and she shivered a little, feeling as if she would be a toy to him. "I'd appreciate if you didn't look at me as if you're a wolf, and I'm a piece of meat," she said, her eyes partially closed, the smoke being gently blown out of her mouth. She smiled a little. "I'm not a piece of meat," she said softly. . . . : . : . : . : . : . : . : . : . : . : . : . : . : . : . : . . .    
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Posted: Mon Nov 30, 2009 10:51 pm
 Electronics and guitars influence life. Guitarists change the world. Andrew will change the world. "Well maybe if you don't scare them or whatever makes them angry with you then you'll have a better chance." Andrew said to him shrugging. "Sometimes you have to learn that calling a girl beautiful and treating her good is all it takes to get her to like you." He stated scratching his head.
Andrew didn't completely do that, yet it worked with some of them who he tried it on. Scratching his head he cracked his neck. "Well I'm full so I'll see you all later probably." He said to the group as he stood up looking to see if there was a spot to put the dishes in.
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Posted: Mon Nov 30, 2009 11:04 pm
☆ . K a r a . L y n . O ' R e i l l e y . ☆ ☀ t h e . h e i r . t o . e m i ☀ ↘ ¤ ↘ ¤ ↘ ¤ ↘ ¤ ↘"These violent delights have violent ends
and in their triumph die, like fire and powder,
Which, as they kiss, consume." ♥ • m u s i c » You Found Me by Kelly Clarkson[ j u s t . p r e s s . p l a y . ▶ ] • o o c » -empty- Although she wanted to speak more with the man who called himself Jonathan Rose, she noticed that her cigarette was almost done. That, and the conversation had honestly died. Taking a last drag of the cigarette, feeling the nicotine burst once more, she turned to look up at him with a soft smile. "Thank you for your lovely company. But, I must be off. Let's do this again sometime, yes?" she asked with a gentle smile and a curtsy before stepping back into the warmth of the house, leaving Jonathan outside, and going up to her room, opening the door and looking in with a sigh. She missed her old room in her old home... Everything was worn in perfectly... Everything had been hers for years...
She walked to the curtains where, for a moment, she looked out onto the beautiful city lights flickering. She drew the drapes closed and went to the light switch, flicking it on. The small lights that were installed began to flicker, like stars above her bed. She liked it that way... The stars, at least. She closed her door, leaving it ajar, just in case, and moved to her piano, where she began to play once more, a soft and almost sad melody. Her fingers caressed the black and white keys gently, in a slow rhythm, her voice, soft and sweet. Even though she was in the solitude of her own room, she was still afraid to give it her all to sing... . . . : . : . : . : . : . : . : . : . : . : . : . : . : . : . : . . .
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Posted: Mon Nov 30, 2009 11:28 pm
Jon nodded as the girl stepped out of the car, watching her walk elegantly away in his rear iew mirror. "F@CK!" he shouted as she re-entered the building. Slamming his hands into the steering wheel, Jon gunned the car into life, the powerful 8 cylinder engine roaring into life as he screeched out of the forcourt and he burned out onto the motorway.
The speed and noise coming from his car calmed his self-directed anger, how could he have been so stupid? He'd been ther 5 minutes and already hed managed to alienate one of the other people.
The roar of the engine drowned out the rest of his thoughts and Jon concentrated on it. The slightly off pitch whine of the turbo charger told him it needed some tuning so he headed back to the mansion to collect his tools.
As he arived, Jon headed inside, pocketing the keys after he had locked the car and headed up stairs, where he heard the sweet tinkling of a piano.
He followed the noise down the corridor, to an ajar door where he found the girl who he had taken for a smoke playing the piano.
Leaning on the doorframe, Jon watched her for a while before smiling, he had decided, she would be his bride, the girl he wanted to be with. The melody issueing from the piano seemed to faulter for a second and Jon scarpered back to his room before he was spotted.
Entering his room, Jon closed the door and immediately opened the window so he could light a cigarette, a real one this time. looking around, Jon saw his computing equipment stacked up next to his bed and he set to work setting it up for his gaming ang forum work. Play testing his companies new products was hard work!...
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Posted: Tue Dec 01, 2009 3:13 am
Meredith had finally gotten the water out of her skirt and off her leg before she returned to the conversation. " Well, not every girl loves roses and sweets. and even among the ones that do, there's always something special that will help you get her that bit more thent eh generalities " She said patting Nathaniels shoulder." it's alright i suppose, and yeah what Ezio said, their choice "s he shrugged at him.
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Posted: Tue Dec 01, 2009 5:08 am
 Ezio Giordano de Roma
"Heh, I suppose I have haven't I? Probably the jet lag, my mistake for deciding to travel one last time before coming here, really stupid to take sixteen hours of flight time in thirty-six." Ezio smirked a bit and let it roll off his shoulders. "I know, but that's too easy sometimes I like to take a poke at a girl and she see what she does, some poke back, some get offended, some send a small dog from their purse to bark at you. I don't know, I guess I like challenges, one thing is for sure I'll sleep like a rock tonight." He laughed as he took his napkin and held it to his mouth to cover his yawn.
"Well it was nice meeting you, I'm probably going to unwind a bit. I apologize if I've come off rude to any of you." He said to Andrew and then to the group as he got up from his chair. Taking his dishes in hand he looked around and spotted a door labeled cuisine, French for kitchen. He shrugged it off and went there to place his dishes in a sink, much to the surprise of a cook.
He walked out of the kitchen and up towards his room, he passed by a piano player in one of their rooms. He glanced in, unable to see the player and decided rather than being rude or overstay his bad first night he quickly went upstairs to his room. Sighing he unpacked his stuff over the course of the next twenty minutes for the most part, despite being tired it was still before eight pm and he wanted to do something productive. He opened his guitar case, it was beautiful acoustic guitar that he loved, despite never having much time anymore to play. He snapped on the guitar strap and decided to play in the moonlight. Going back downstairs he stepped outside and found himself a spot. A few gentle strums to make sure he didn't forget how to do it and he started to play Moonlight Sonata on the guitar.
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Posted: Tue Dec 01, 2009 7:40 am
Dimitri finished his food and headed up to his room. He changed into jeans and a blank T-shirt. He sat down at his little work bench and started working on his TM-15. He started taking the gun apart and started cleaning it.
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Posted: Tue Dec 01, 2009 9:10 am
Electronics and guitars influence life. Guitarists change the world. Andrew will change the world. Andrew shrugged leaving the plates on the table. He had no idea if he was suppose to or not but he just shrugged it off. Slowly he walked towards the stairs and walking up them. He got to the second floor looking around the floor. He was on the third floor so he trudged up the stairs hearing a light sound on the floor.
Being as curious as he was Andrew walked towards the noise. He realized it was a piano being played. Andrew could tell what instrument was being played by noise alone. As the door came into his view he peaked in seeing that the room was sort of dark but not completely dark. Ezio had passed him when he was walking up the stairs so maybe he had seen this and left, honestly Andrew didn't know.
He peaked through the small crack seeing that it was Kara that was in there. Andrew decided knocking would be best so that's what he did. Gently Andrew knocked on the door wondering if she had heard it. "She's got a great voice why doesn't she show it more often? Especially with her piano skills. I didn't think she knew that but I was wrong." Andrew softly mumbled to himself.
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Posted: Tue Dec 01, 2009 10:28 am
☆ . K a r a . L y n . O ' R e i l l e y . ☆ ☀ t h e . h e i r . t o . e m i ☀ ↘ ¤ ↘ ¤ ↘ ¤ ↘ ¤ ↘"These violent delights have violent ends
and in their triumph die, like fire and powder,
Which, as they kiss, consume." ♥ • m u s i c » You Found Me by Kelly Clarkson[ j u s t . p r e s s . p l a y . ▶ ] • o o c » -empty- The sound of knocking interrupted her thoughts and the music, and she stopped, standing from the bench in alarm. "Yes, who is it?" she said softly, afraid someone had heard her singing. It wasn't that Kara thought she was a horrible singer, not at all... She played gigs back home for money, and her father had insisted in voice lessons for the most part of her life, so she knew the mechanics, the basics, of how everything worked. "Uhm... Come in, I guess," she said softly. . . . : . : . : . : . : . : . : . : . : . : . : . : . : . : . : . . .
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Posted: Tue Dec 01, 2009 10:31 am
Electronics and guitars influence life. Guitarists change the world. Andrew will change the world. Andrew heard the alarm in her voice. "Sorry I didn't mean to scare you." He said as he walked into her room slowly. "Why didn't you tell me you played piano and sang?" Andrew asked curiously.
He just noticed the beautiful piano she had been on. The room did look serene even if it was barely lit. Andrew scratched his head as he looked up at her. "Nice room you have here Kara."((Sorry got to go to class so I'll post afterwards))
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Posted: Tue Dec 01, 2009 10:41 am
☆ . K a r a . L y n . O ' R e i l l e y . ☆ ☀ t h e . h e i r . t o . e m i ☀ ↘ ¤ ↘ ¤ ↘ ¤ ↘ ¤ ↘"These violent delights have violent ends
and in their triumph die, like fire and powder,
Which, as they kiss, consume." ♥ • m u s i c » You Found Me by Kelly Clarkson[ j u s t . p r e s s . p l a y . ▶ ] • o o c » no problem!
have fun in class teehee She smiled at his question. "Well, I believe you never asked," she said with a nod as she looked around the room. "Yeah, my mother is aware that I like star gazing, hence the illusion of a night sky on my ceiling... I guess it's just a small love of mine," she said with a shrug of her shoulders as she watched him walk into her room. In all honesty, Kara had never had a boy in her room... In fact, Kara had never really been in a relationship... Sure, she had her pick of guys, and it wasn't hard to date once they knew her father was the head of EMI, but... She didn't like to use that as a way to get people to like her...
She had dated one nice fellow, her first kiss... But it became clear that he only wanted her for the opportunity to get signed on a big record label. After all, he was always playing her music, and although she couldn't disagree, he always asked if she'd introduce him to her father, have him listen to his stuff. After enough time of refusing, he dumped her in an angry fit, and she never spoke to him again. So, one could say, Kara had never really had a boyfriend other than him. And therefore, she wasn't exactly sure how to address the current situation. . . . : . : . : . : . : . : . : . : . : . : . : . : . : . : . : . . .
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Posted: Tue Dec 01, 2009 10:51 am
Meredith finished her foot leaving her things still unsure. She walked slowly through the first level but heard someone playing guitar outside. she slipped silently into the moonlight. Once bathed in the lunar glow and the surrounding lost their color. She walked towards Ezio and smiled as she listened." you play beautifully... You make Beethoven come alive on the guitar "
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Posted: Tue Dec 01, 2009 10:56 am
Standing up and stretching, Jon powered down the computer. '6 hours straight... not bad'
Jon walked to the mini fridge he had asked for in his room and pulled out a can of Monster energy drink. Glugging the can, Jon picked up his tool box and headed downstairs towards the garage so that he could re-tune the turbo charger in his Camaros engine. As he left his room, labelled thirteen, he saw that one of the other doors was open, it seemed that someone was at work at a desk. The stranger seemed to be modifying some kind of gun... 'Interesting... Jon thought as he decided to introduce himself and he walked over. Knocking gently, Jon awaited a response from the musclar male in front of him, who seemed to be engrossed in the internal workings of the gun.
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Posted: Tue Dec 01, 2009 10:59 am
Ezio Giordano de Roma
Ezio looked up at Meredith and smiled a bit. "Thank you Meredith." He said as he kept playing Moonlight Sonata while he spoke. "The weird thing is, if I do this, you wouldn't know it was Beethoven." He spoke as he changed the tempo and after a few measures the song sounded different like a Spanish song. "I neglect my friend here a lot and I wish I didn't , he's been faithful to me for years." He told her softly as he kept playing on the guitar.
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