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 Posted: Tue Aug 28, 2007 11:00 pm
Yana growled. //Yes, well, if I'd known you'd be here, I wouldn't have come!// She got to her feet and planted herself right in front of him, glad for the extra few inches that the heels lent to her. They weren't equal in height, but they were closer. //Yes, that's all well and good that your chauvinistic, alpha male tendencies are alive and well, but that still doesn't mean you have to intervene all the time. It's kind of annoying.//
She flared out her wings and settled them to her back again, glaring up at him through mascara-enhanced eyelashes, her long hair framing her face and flowing down her back.
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Posted: Tue Aug 28, 2007 11:08 pm
He raises the remaining eyebrow up as she steps up to him, the heels bringing her almost eye level with him.
Almost.
He had been about to respond her her, but had instantly forgotten what he was going to say, his 'heart' tumbling over itself as he notices her eyes even more than he usually had, his eyes trailing her figure as he looks her over again. The vampire pauses for a moment longer after he'd looked her over, his eyes showing a hint of lust, hunger and a slight hint of pain.
//Why did you dress that way then? You expecting someone more alive than me?// He steps back, hands dropping to his sides as his wings droop down, his eyes showing more signs of pain and hurt. He had no idea why he'd just responded to her like that, but he felt a bit neglected. She'd never worn anything like that when she was coming to see him.
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Posted: Tue Aug 28, 2007 11:15 pm
Despite the fact that she was still peeved with him, Yana had to take a quiet moment to feel proud as his eyes trailed along her figure. She couldn't see his facial expression as well as she wanted to in the darkness, but she gathered that he liked what he saw, if his silence was anything to go by. Good. Fashion experiment number four was a rousing success, then.
She was prepared for the lust and the hunger in his eyes but not the pain. She was shocked. //No. It's... how most girls dress when they go to clubs. I was experimenting, sort of. You like? Took me awhile to figure out the make-up.// She tilted her head to one side. Strange. He had never cared about what she wore before. Not that she recalled, anyway.
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Posted: Wed Aug 29, 2007 5:01 am
Greg doesn't respond for a moment, some girls and even guys dancing and mingling about eyeing him like he was something to pounce still. He looks her over again, locking his eyes finally with hers.
//It's....you look beautiful.// His expression softens to a degree and his body looks a bit more relaxed - but he doesn't raise his wings or ears up, a single hand raising up to scratch the back of his head.
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Posted: Wed Aug 29, 2007 6:44 am
His silence mildly unnerved her. Rare was it that Greg had nothing to say. Her eyes flicked to the dance floor and the surrounding couches, narrowing as she spied a few people--male and female alike--giving him looks she didn't like. She lifted her lip in a snarl and straightened up, looking very territorial and sending off a clear vibe of "Mine!"
Her gaze flicked back to him when he finally spoke, and she was shocked yet again. No snarky comeback? No wise remark? Not sure how to take a genuine compliment from him, she watched him for a moment, her eyes firmly locked on his. //... Thank you.//
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Posted: Wed Aug 29, 2007 3:00 pm
Gregory notices her posture and can't help but smile, his wings twitching back up again, //You're very welcome.// He pauses again for a moment, seeming to roll something about on his mind, his expression thoughtful and debating.
//Care to dance with me? That might give everyone else a hint that you have proof to back your attitude.// The vampire chuckles softly, holding a hand out to her.
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Posted: Wed Aug 29, 2007 3:06 pm
Yana tilted her head to one side, tapping her foot impatiently at his silence. She rested her hands on her hips and waited. She continued to glare at some of the passersby, not really liking the looks they were sending in Greg's direction.
At his offer, she looked up in surprise. //Dance?! I can't even hear the music!// she protested, despite the fact that she had already extended a hand to take his. //And I don't need more proof.//
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Posted: Wed Aug 29, 2007 3:12 pm
He smirks happily now, his wings already twitching slightly to the beat he could feel in the music. //Don't worry. The dance floor is designed to project the beat of the music up into the dancers' bodies. It makes it possible for people without hearing to feel the beat and music completely.//
As her hand touches his, he curls his fingers around hers and pulls her closer, leaning down to 'whisper' in her ear. //And the proof isn't for you. It's for the people you keep glaring at.// He never touches any part of her except for where their hands touched one another, and it made the passerbys' grow extremely jealous that he was offering her a dance and was most likely whispering sweet nothings in her ear.
None of them knew he only just put his face nearby the side of hers to give the illusion of the action. None of them knew that Yana was also deaf.
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Posted: Wed Aug 29, 2007 3:24 pm
//That explains why my whole body is pulsing.// She grinned just a bit and squeezed his hand, the grin quickly vanishing at his next statement. She snorted, and her wings flared out. //I meant that I didn't need more proof to get my point across to them. But if you want to play that way, then fine. Lead the way, Thumper.//
She pulled away enough to smirk faintly, looking coyly up at him through half-closed, dark-lashed eyes. She was graceful enough. She could manage a dance or two.
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Posted: Wed Aug 29, 2007 3:37 pm
//Just wait, it gets better when you step onto the dance floor. Especially the center.// He blinks in surprise at her agreeing to play his little game. The vampire had been just about to say something else when she pulled away and looked at him.
It made his entire being do a somersault at his victory for a change. //Well, then lets get the party really started.// He smirks and licks his lips lightly, moving about to her side to walk with her to the dance floor, not really wanting to rub in his win for the night.
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Posted: Wed Aug 29, 2007 3:43 pm
Yana barely contained her wicked glee as he led her out onto the floor, waggling her fingers at her friends as they gazed open-mouthed at her and Greg as she and the vamp passed by. Ha. She'd have plenty to girltalk about with them later.
//I thought you'd never ask, Thumper. Let's see if you're any good at this.// Her smirk widened as she felt the beat moving up through her feet as they strolled across the floor. //Teach me?// Her mental voice fairly radiated innocence.
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Posted: Wed Aug 29, 2007 3:51 pm
Greg nods at her friends as they pass by, wondering inwardly just how old those girls were and how in the world they got into the club with Yana without any serious problems. He decided to shove it away for the time being, wanting to think of nothing but dancing with the girl he loved more than anything in the world.
//Hah. I was good before I was undead. Now I'm even better with the added.....presence of my bloodline.// He smirks and pulls her as close to the center of the dance floor as he could, amazingly managing to make it to the circle and diamond marking on the floor that clearly stated it was the center.
//Let the beat, the moving bodies around us, and your own inner rhythm take control and you won't need teaching.// He pokes her lightly on the nose, so far the only thing that gave a hint about his feelings as how he viewed her as a person.
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Posted: Wed Aug 29, 2007 4:03 pm
//Arrogant, much? Or just conceited?// Yana said, her mental voice holding a hint of teasing, watching his face through the darkness. She could feel it clearly now, the beat vibrating up through her feet and into her body. She clicked the heel of one foot against the floor in time to the beat, liking the way it felt.
She snorted a bit at the poke on the nose, wrinkling up her nose and glaring up at him. Brat. //All right.// She stepped in close to him, using her peripheral vision to get a good look at how everyone else was dancing.
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Posted: Wed Aug 29, 2007 4:29 pm
//Maybe. But it is the truth.// He chuckles and closes his eyes to get a feel for the beat, his body getting a light shiver after a moment as he opens them again, his eyes looking a bit hazed over as he smirks.
//Think you can keep up?// His mental voice purrs and curls around hers' as he watches her step up closer to him.
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Posted: Wed Aug 29, 2007 4:34 pm
//Sure it is.// Yana tactfully neglected to mention her own exercises in grace. She was an ice skater, after all. The bit of haze in his eyes made her smirk even more widely, and she moved both hands up to rest them on his chest.
//Of course I can keep up with you. Don't I always?// She couldn't control the mild shiver at the feel of his mental voice, but she returned the gesture with a sultry tone to her own, slowly getting her feet into the rhythm.
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