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 Posted: Sun Dec 05, 2004 10:14 pm
The storm had cleared and the sea was now calm, he was satisfied with one dead of the three, the rest would follow soon enough. A cold smirk passed over his lips before making his way over towards the remaining two figures. With one swing of his weapon the larger figure was down, but the third would not go down as easy. This woman fought for the other two, where she had failed, and she would follow in their footsteps as well, filthy creatures, especially this one.
They fought long and hard, he of course having the upper hand considering. Then she came at him, he took the oppertunity and she took hers; they both fell and not a scream of agony was heard.
Darkness took over for what seemed like forever, but was in reality only several minutes. He felt free and as light as wind, but soon he was jerked backwards in time to feel the coolness of metal and the comforting motion of the sea against him, tugging him away from the familiar... darkness took over once more.
~*~
Waves crashed into the beaches of Gambino, churning and frothing as they scattered shells, driftwood, and various sea creatures along the grains of sand. She was alone, barefoot even, as she walked the curve of the shore, allowing the cool water to lap at her toes regardless of the cold. It comforted her, soothed her deeply, but somehow a wave of uneasiness passed over her like a fierce shadow and she allowed her purple irises to glance downward towads the sands.
It winked at her, the sun finding the perfect surface to reflect off of, a mixture of light and blue sparkles beckoning her to come hither.
A strange voice ventured through the back of her head, but she couldn't understand it, nor recognize it. It still haunted her nonetheless, getting louder as she walked closer towards the beckoning, finally the voice screamed once and then went dead. She was standing over the object, a necklace of sorts, so she reached down to carefully collect it, her own eyes gleaming.
Her hand halfway to its destination, a strong force suddenly propelled the young woman back, sending her hurtling into the air and then crashing into a nearby rock. There was a bright light before everything went black again, and all she could hear was the screaming of what seemed like millions of women, all in some sort of horrific pain.
She cried out and covered her ears, but the voices only got louder, screams of terror taking over her mind, eating her alive. She couldn't take it anymore--
X suddenly jolted up in bed, her eyes frantically searching the darkness of the bedroom, finding no sand, no ocean, and definately no necklace. It was a dream. The young vampire let out a sigh of relief, it was probably just pregnancy ******** with her mind again, either that or the family and being indoors was driving her crazy. Maybe this dream really meant for her to go to the beach, some sort of weird subconscious shove in the right direction.
Something about that dream. It was weird, and real. She couldn't quite put her finger on anything either, and by this point all she could remember about it were the screams and the beach, necklace forgotten. Sighing softly, X rubbed her temples and got out of bed, shuffling to the kitchen and pushing the dream aside, people get dellusional when they don't eat right? Right.
Something still just wasn't right.
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Posted: Mon Dec 06, 2004 1:35 pm
She had to go, it was driving her crazy, there had been no possible way to get the dream, or rather what she remembered of it, out of her mind. It pulled at her, her mind restless, causing her to not be able to get back to sleep the night before.
Finally, she gave a frustrated sigh, threw on a long black leather trench coat, and left. If it was the beach her bloody mind wanted, it was the beach she was going to.
~*~
Unlike her dream, the waves were pitiful and quite calm, a surfer's nightmare. The beaches nearly clear of debris, save a piece of driftwood here and there, as well as the usual scattered sea shells. One thing was missing, there was no silver and blue glimmer, not even the faintest hint of metal anywhere.
Breathing a sigh of relief, X moved to the nearest rock, one that she didn't recognize from the night before, though it was quite comfy, and rested against it. She then picked up a nearby piece of driftwood and began digging absentmindedly in front of her as she stared into the waves.
Soon the water was lapping at her toes, her eyes lazily dragging downwards to the sand she had been recently poking at. The light from the sunset cast a erie glow onto her and the 'rustic' hole, turning the sand a very creepy shade of red. It looked like spilt blood, however she would have smelled it if it were true, so like any bored person, X stabbed the driftwood into the edge of the hole she had scraped and then moved to stand.
A glimmer caught her out of the corner of her eyes, her breath caught and she stopped mid movement, her gaze slowly returning. It was the same glimmer, same necklace, but this time there were no voices.
Taking the stick back in her hand, the young vampire poked at the necklace a few times, just to be sure it didn't try and kill her like the dream. She heard nothing, felt nothing, nor saw anything but more of the necklace revealed.
The necklace itself was quite beautiful, exquisite even, solid silver with blue sapphires adorning the pendent, their quality so amazing that the stones refracted the red light of the sunset into purple shimmering sparkles. It was breathtaking, and X couldn't take her eyes off of it.
Lifting the stick up, she plucked it off of the end with her other hand, grasping it firmly but gently as she allowed the waves to wash the remaining sand off of the necklace.
X wasn't currently thinking about the dream's near perfect accuracy, but only about the strange pull that this pendent had on her, she was entranced by something far beyond its beauty.
Standing up before the water reached the seat of her pants and trench, X gazed out to sea for a moment before the sun fully set and a cold breeze suddenly blew by her.
She ignored the breeze as she finally tore her gaze from the necklace and gently slipped into her trench pocket, patting it lightly before she started to make her way over to the beach entrance.
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Posted: Mon Jan 17, 2005 8:54 pm
The breeze grew stronger, and stronger, whipping sand around the beach in little whirlwinds, and causing the waves to be haloed in ocean mist, the waves drowned away in the sound of the wind.
And the necklace grew icy cold for a second, and then it went a little damp feeling. It wasn't wet, but that didn't stop the feeling it'd give whoever held it.
As the wind calmed down again, a shadowed figure started to step in even steps behind X, following. And as he followed, he called...
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Posted: Mon Jan 17, 2005 9:57 pm
"Where's the fire sexy? You haven't got a hot date you're rushing off to do you?" The low, masculine voice smoothed out from behind her, causing the young vampire to jump and turn around quickly, her eyes darting to catch the voice's owner.
It took a while to find him in the dark of the night, but when she finally found him her eyes narrowed and she growled, "Who are you?" Only then did she notice the strange feeling that the metal under her fingers was giving her, kind of like Zanna's mirror, only stronger. "The necklace...?"
"Bingo sweets! You're a quick one too! Mn I like that..." His eyes trailed over the vampire, lingering in a few choice areas before returning to her face, a suave grin covering his dark lips.
The grin was dually noted and matched with an even darker smirk from X, an eyebrow raising for the moment. Entertainment was here, even if he had appeared out of that damned necklace. "Mn... tough love kid, I don't like it 'quick'..." She trailed a hand down the front of her and chuckled as his eyes followed the movement. "And that's what you are..."
This Simulacra, which was what she figured the teen was, given the reaction of the necklace in her trench pocket had some nerve. Her 'son' was oogling her, how lovely.
He scoffed at the comment before starting towards where X had been heading, giving her a healthy smack on the rump as he passed her.
A smacking noise came quickly following the rump lovin' Adrian had passed out to his guardian.
"Fiesty woman..." The deep voice murred as X left him for the car, which he soon realized and swiftly scurried after her. "Oy wait up! I don't know where you live yet...!"
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Posted: Tue Jan 18, 2005 8:31 am
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Posted: Tue Jan 18, 2005 8:38 am
[RP with Chiri and Neith]
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Posted: Thu Jan 20, 2005 1:53 pm
Rora/Adrian
Apparently, there were supposed to be some type of hotsprings around here, or so said that whore of a guardian who got laid way too much. He was bloody tired of hearing them at it every single night! Huffing lightly, he found the springs with a proud grin as he darted into the only building that he could see. Like hell he was going to undress in the middle of the ******** snow.
The teen had been itching to swim ever since he had appeared at the beach, and to tell the truth, swimming sucked as a necklace. It was hard and it took a lot out of him, how much though he did not know the extent.
Once inside, he quickly stripped his clothes down to a pair of loose fitting swim trunks that were rather carelessly hanging low on his hips. Adrian even eyed the water for a short while before diving skillfully into it and coming back up to the surface with a shake of his wet hair.
The water was warm and it was satisfying, and the teen felt rather at home there, as if naught could knock him from his proverbial pedestal. And with that thought, Adrian took an unneeded breath and dove back under the water, opening his eyes and gazing gleefully at the fake coral.
He was home.
Aurora padded out of the small Villa Neith had hired, glad to be allowed to stay for another few weeks. It'd been more Kia's idea, of course, and Aurora didn't mind spending two or three weeks pampered in a hotal-like-place with hot springs.
She was wearing her complementary white robes, and slippers, the chill cool air somehow getting inside the cozy fabric and making Aurora shiver. She wasn't wearing much underneath, just a bikini that she'd found in a shop. Apparently, it was fashionable in some exotic island...
Of course here, it was just plain stupid. But it didn't matter, Aurora was heading for hot springs anyway.
She dropped the robe on a frosty deckchair, kicked the slippers off and gracefully dived into the warm steaming water, not noticing anyone else around. Aurora let herself sink to the bottom, and relaxed there, while her long loose hair drifted around. It was peaceful down here.
He heard someone dive into the water as clear as day, his eyes turning and spotting the source with a crooked smile, it was the girl from the other day, in a bikini. The grin grew widered with that noticed trait, but then faded in confusion when she just kind of, stayed at the bottom of the pool. Didn't she need to breathe?
In fact, now that he realized it, he had been underwater for a good amount of time as well, and he was breathing fine.
Adrian blinked in the confusion. He could breathe underwater. ******** yeah he could do somethings with this.
Finally coming to his senses, the teen began to swim down towards the other Simu at the bottom, stopping only when he was directly in front of her. It was then that his hands came smoothly around her bare waist, eyes watching her closed ones for any sort of reaction to his touch. "Hello there beautiful..."
Funny, his voice sounded just as normal to him underwater as it did above water, wasn't there supposed to be a difference? Apparently not, and so he simply smirked smoothly.
Aurora's mind drifted lazily, as she pretended she was lying at the bottom of the Mediterranean Sea, in naturally sun warmed oceans, the water crystal clear and aqua around her...
She heard movement of water, but it only made Aurora think that she was imagining the sounds of the distant waves.
Both eyes flew open when she felt hands on her waist, and Aurora stared up at the teenage boy from before. When did he get into the pool? Aurora couldn't remember hearing any sort of splash! Unsure of what to do, Aurora's hands drifted down his arms, as she went a bright red. The talking underwater barely mattered to Aurora, the strangeness of that seemed to go right past her. She stumbled, "Uh... hi... Adrian," as one hand flew to the bikini top to check that it wasn't loose... or something.
"Relax..." His lower voice smoothed through the water, and though her twitchyness was amusing at times, it did tend to get annoying. Brushing that fact aside, Adrian gave her a warm smile in attempts to relax her. "So you can breathe underwater as well? Perfect..."
Allowing his hands to ride a bit lower on her hips, he tilted his head and continued to speak, "So can I... The water's quite, intoxicating really. Much better then the cold don't you think?" So now he was trying to calm her down by talking about the water, all of what he was saying being true, and if she could breathe here as well, then she may think the same way.
He leaned in closer as he spoke, but not too close as to seem invading. That won't come till later, and he'd let her do that on her own. All he'd have to do was tempt her just right and she'd be puddy once more, so he slowly began to rub his thumbpads over the front of her hips in a comforting motion as he waited for her response.
"You just got to imagine what it would be like." Aurora replied, trying to conenctrate on her illusion of being surrounded by the warmth of tropical water. But it was so hard, and Aurora could only swallow and breathe out slowly as he pressed her against the rocks.
She flushed a deep red again, that wasn't what Aurora had meant to do! ...at least, she thought that wasn't what she meant to do, right now, Aurora's mind had gone fuzzy and blank again. Wriggling ever so slightly where she sat, Aurora nodded without thinking about what that'd mean. After all, he was cute.
Aurora stared up at him, unable to think of what to say next. They were close enough now, all she'd have to do was lean foward and she could kiss him...
His hold on her hips loosened as he trailed his fingertips lightly up the length of them till they were under her arms, and then he reversed the motion back down to her hips, where Adrian's black hands found it comfortable to rest.
When she nodded he smirked, taking it as a positive sign to continue on with his plan of seduction, so with the tilt of his head, Adrian leaned foreward and pressed his lips to hers.
He wasn't overly gentle, but nor was he careless and rough. Every motion of his lips was planned and calculated perfectly, and ******** he was most definately enjoying this. Closing his eyes, the teen pulled the other teen as flush against him as possible, arms and hands adjusting to the position change needed.
He had decided. Kissing in water was much hotter than kissing in air. Period.
Aurora shuddered visably, her arms wrapping loosely around his neck, hips wriggling underneath his hands as she tried to clear her mind. Nothing was clearing, and her idea of prehaps kissing him disolved away quickly, as his head lowered closer to hers.
She leaned up into the kiss, unsure at first about how to do it, so she let Adrian take the lead. Aurora's instincts soon kicked over though, and she returned the kiss with incressing passion, something that she'd never done before... yet it seemed to be coming naturally, as if she'd once been an expert at this.
Tearing her lips off his for a second, Aurora stared up at Adrian, 'breathing' slowly and heavily. "...wow..."
Adrian felt the shudder, smirking somewhat into her lips as he kept up with her increasing passion, surprised as well that such a spastic girl was suddenly a pro at it all. It had come naturally to him as well, but he was more confident in it from the start, maybe it was just the male libido, which was currently kicking itself into full gear with him at the moment. Not that he minded, he was damn well enjoying the heat of it all.
When she pulled back he opened his lids, obsidian eyes catching hers as he caught his breath as well. "Mmhmm..." His darker hands were rubbing along her bare back, to keep busy as he continued to pull her smaller frame against his.
Leaning in again, he took a few quick nips of her lower lip before pulling back again with a murr. "Tastey and beautiful..."
Ha Ura... top that.
Adrian felt the shudder, smirking somewhat into her lips as he kept up with her increasing passion, surprised as well that such a spastic girl was suddenly a pro at it all. It had come naturally to him as well, but he was more confident in it from the start, maybe it was just the male libido, which was currently kicking itself into full gear with him at the moment. Not that he minded, he was damn well enjoying the heat of it all.
When she pulled back he opened his lids, obsidian eyes catching hers as he caught his breath as well. "Mmhmm..." His darker hands were rubbing along her bare back, to keep busy as he continued to pull her smaller frame against his.
Leaning in again, he took a few quick nips of her lower lip before pulling back again with a murr. "Tastey and beautiful..."
Ha Ura... top that.
Aurora let him pull her closer, too busy taking him in and being lost in the endless depths of the dark eyes to resist what he was doing to her, or to think about what it might mean later...
She even pressed into him, but the hands were making her more and more relaxed, her own hands now drifiting down his bare back and coming to rest at the small of Adrian's back.
Aurora didn't respond, only pressed her lips against his, wanting to feel that again. Her body also pressed into him, slipping a little as wet skin met wet skin. Aurora only responded to that by wrapping her arms tighter around Adrian, palms pressing into his back.
It was his time to shiver when Rora moved her hands to the low of his bare back, pulling the two of them closer together. One of his arms wrapped around the other teen's waist, pinning her against his solid form while his free hand moved up her back, finger hooking around the string to her top. He smoothly tugged at it until it undid, the top not budging due to it being trapped between their bodies.
Lust drove him on as he parted his lips more, tilting his head to the side in order to deepen their kisses as Adrian's palm flattened against the skin on her upper back.
He was no longer thinking of the seduction plan, instead moving with and following the lead of his hormones, thinking with a completely different head than before.
Aurora by now was barely aware of anything but him, her top's sudden looseness going unnoticed by the teenager. Her smaller body wriggled slowly, writhering against his, hands massaging the wet skin slowly.
Opening her mouth a little bit more, and welcoming Adrian's hot kisses, Aurora leaned back slightly, the top slipping away into the water and drifting away from them. She didn't notice or care, hands slipping to his hips and carrassing them slowly.
Adrian groaned when he felt the added flesh on flesh, hips pressing to hers out of his primal need. With things heating up, Adrian began to move the two of them down to the flattest part of the 'sea floor'.
The water was making him even hotter for her, and he was very glad that noone came around here. He had no cares except her and him, and what was to happen and was happening between them.
The teen let things happen naturally, for this was something he didn't want to speed through.
Later....
Afterwoods, and after a hunt for missing pieces of clothing, Aurora lay back on the surface next to Adrian. She felt exahused, as if she'd run some sort of ... race, or something! But then, Aurora wasn't exactly fit.
Unable to think of what else to do, she leaned up on one arm and boldly leaned towards him to kiss his lips, shifting closer to him to cuddle one of his sides.
"Was... was I ... okay?" Aurora asked, unsure. She hoped she was, because she'd read all the articles on it! If they didn't help her, nothing could.
His eyes stayed closed as she kissed him, a low murr coming from his throat as he leaned up into her lips somewhat, his arm coming instinctively around Rora's waist to hold her against him. She was warm and it felt good to have a woman pressed against him like this.
That didn't mean that he was in love with her or any of that bullshit, just that he was currently satisfied.
With her question, Adrian opened his eyes halfway and brought them to hers as he yawned lightly, listening to her question before chuckling. "You worry too much... It was better than okay..." In fact, it did feel like that it wasn't both of their 'first times', but it had to be...right? "Was that your first time?"
Aurora lay against his side, resting her head on his chest and listening to his breathing. Her eyes drifted upwards, watching the surface of the water above them for a few moments. The motion made her midn blissfully blank, although Aurora felt the first stab of something. She shoved it away, deciding she was more than happy to stay here.
Nodding, Aurora answered, "I... must have been, so yes, it was."
She didn't tell him though, that during it, she'd felt nothing like innocent. In fact, Aurora had felt like... like she knew exactly what to do. Quietly, Aurora asked; "I'm... staying at the villa, while Kia moves out of her house... do you want to stay the night?"
Adrian nodded as well, smiling lightly when he heard her response, making a silent tick mark in his head before leaning down and brushing his lips against her forehead. "Mnn... A house, all to ourselves? Sounds absolutely perfect..."
His voice seemed to grow lower with each word of his last sentence, a low playful growl leaving his lips as his hand moved south and gave her rump a quick hold, using the flesh to pull her closer.
Suddenly something hit him, and he had a flash of X pregnant in his mind, causing him to shudder slightly and scowl at the idea. "Um... beautiful? You are... on the pill... right?"
Oh dear gods he didn't want to end up like Jack.
"Yea... and she's even paying for room service. Neith is, anyway." Aurora replied, waiting for his lips to leave her forehead, before she turned her head slightly to kiss his neck gently, one hand drifing across his bare chest again.
Grinning, Aurora stopped her carresses before they started something else. If he was staying, she'd need energy for later as well.
Aurora tugged back, blinking a few times. She hadn't thought of that... and she did NOT want to look like Kia. Fat, moody, eating the strangest foods... "Um... well... no."
Adrian went a bit pale. Oh gods. He made a quick, yet very heartfelt prayer to whatever gods were listening before giving her a reassuring smile. "Don't worry... We're probably safe... Best use the goods later though..."
He sighed, condoms weren't exactly the most comfortable things in the world, but he could bare it if it meant no pregnant Rora running around giving him orders about food. Like ******** he'd be a pregnant woman's slave.
"Want to go now so we can dry off? Then we can try it... with a bit more gravity... Oh yeah, and race ya!" He gave her a cheeky grin before releasing her and pushing off the bottom of the pool to towards the top.
Aurora wasn't too happy at that moment, already starting to freak out over hte idea. She'd loose her figure, and she'd eaten so little, and worked so hard for it! She COULDN'T get fat right now, she just couldn't!
His grin made Aurora relax, and she grinned back. Gravity... that would be a fun test! She'd have to try it... but he'd not beat her! With a hard kick, she was swinning after him for the surface. Lost in a wall of bubbles, Aurora could barely tell where he was. She surfaced, and gasped for air as she tried to adjust to breathing that. It always took a bit of time, but the steam helped.
Then she turned around, seeking out Adrian.
His head had popped out of the surface just before hers, due to his headstart and added height, coughing roughly as he attempted to get used to the breathing condition change.
When he finally did, Adrian swam over to the edge of the pool and pushed himself out with a growing shiver as he hunted out his towel, grabbing it and immediately using it to dry down his body as best as he could.
Adrian turned to her just as he was toweling off his messy hair, eyebrows following his form in whatever she did. Like he was going to miss a free peep show? Yeah ******** right.
Aurora watched him rub his body down from the warmth of the water, lingering as she gazed at the cold world around them. It was always hard to get out. A cold wind swept across the pool, casusing Aurora to duck back into the warmth of the water.
Horrible cold.
But she did finally climb out, arms wrapped tightly around her waist as she headed for the dressing gown taht was waiting for her. Aurora tied it tightly around herself, slipped on the slippers to keep her feet warm, and padded over to him. "Come on... I'll show you where it is."
Looping her arm around his, Aurora led the way to the warm heated villa that was nearby. She opened the door, let him in, and the second she'd shut the door, Aurora was pulling off the dressing gown again and reaching for a towel. It was warm in here, after all!
Before she could drag him out entirely though, he reached out and scooped up the rest of his clothes, shivering the entire way to the villa, where once inside he gave a sigh of relief as he leaned back against the door.
Indeed, warm was much better.
As Aurora went to towel herself off, he reached out to stop her, taking the towel in his own hands and drying her off with it. It was a sad excuse to cop a few more extra feels, not that she was exactly pushing him away or anything. This would make him seem sweeter, and then she'd stay with him longer, which meant more sex for him.
And hell, that was something he wasn't going to risk at the moment since she was the only teen he had met so far.
Aurora let out a long slow breath, when he started to towel her down. She had no objections to this, his hands felt good on her. And she got to be dried!
"That's nice." Aurora whispered, when he came close enough to hear. She was just itching to kiss him again now; anyone who'd be sweet enough to do this for her deserved a kiss. Then she remembered her hair, and felt a stab of fear. Would Adrian think less of her if she wasn't perfect looking? Aurora had read too many magazines, and she'd started to think that the perfect ones got the men...
To distract him from how imperfect she might look, Aurora took the towel and started to dry his damp skin, her hands rubbing slowly in a massage more than an attempt to dry.
Adrian's eyes halflidded as she began to return the favor, even more so since she was massaging him. Ura took too long and worked too slow it seemed because this girl was like puddy in his hands.
Reaching down, he let his fingers trail through her wet hair before leaning down and capturing her lips in a not so light kiss, pulling her into him mid her drying him. He was aching again and she seemed to be willing and able, all he had to do was touch her and she was ready. It was the perfect situation.
Aurora shivered, and leaned into Adrian as she was pulled up, kissing back hard. She was going weak again, and there wasn't any way Aurora could resist it... not that she currently wanted to. It was like being drunk on him, and Aurora found herself wondering what being drunk ... was like. But it had to be like this.
This time, Aurora was the one to undo the knots at the back of her top, pressing into him still as she ran a hand down his back, Aurora's breathing already speeding up.
Then she tore away, staring up at him, making sure she and he were thinking the same thing.
He simply grinned before delving back into her lips again, hands travelling downward to her waist as he picked her up and against her.
Adrian continued to kiss her as he made his way upstairs, where he guess the bedroom would be, making sure to be mindful of the stairs and doorways with her.
He had a feeling this was going to be a long, sleepless night, and the thought of it made him smile.
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Posted: Thu Jan 20, 2005 7:26 pm
It was around midday when Adrian finally slunk himself back into X's house, his black hand groping sloppily for the stairs' railing, just in case. He was about to conquer the first step when suddenly, a very sharp and very well aimed spear came hurtling from the other end of the foyer. It came within centimeters of his nose, so close that he could feel the breeze it created as it sped by.
His eyes crossed as he stared dumbfoundedly at the wooden 'handle' currently in his face, it was only when he heard a strangely familiar voice did he take his attention off of the weapon.
"Nice of you to join us... not that I care really..."
Adrian was sluggish due to his lack of sleep the past night, and didn't quite put two and two together when he saw the other teen. Damn she was hot, and looked like she could kick his a**.
Holy ******** look at those abs! And those tattoos... Tattoos that look quite like... Zanna's... Oh dear gods!
He turned sharply as if he were going to run upstairs and claw his eyes out, but he simply forgot about the spear being there. So when he turned, there was a loud cracking sound, followed by a groan and a thump as his body fell back onto the floor.
Now he was seeing stars...
...Just as her lips were curling into a very satisfied smirk. She, unlike the black-skinned one currently groaning on the floor, could put two and two together.
The newly grown teen took in consideration his absence, his extremely groggy state, and his 'cowboy who's ridden too much' walk. Zanna wasn't stupid, and now she had blackmail.
Before Adrian could push himself up and off of the ground, Zanna had reclaimed her spear from out of the wall, stepped one foot onto his chest, and then aimed the blunt end of the spear at his very sore crotch. After a few quick jabs and pained groans from him, she finally decided to grace him with her voice.
"Rora wasn't it? She's the only one stupid enough to sleep with you..." The voice held disgust for both him and the other Simu, but she didn't want to waste her air on scum like him.
Releasing the wide eyed Adrian, Zanna gave him a swift blow to his side with her spear. "Walk on eggshells..." She purred before she disappeared into the depths of the house just as stealtily as she had come.
Adrian was just left dumbfounded and hurting on the floor.
What the ******** hell had just happened?! After a while, the groggy teen peeled himself off of the floor and dragged himself upstairs, wary of any spears to be thrown in his direction.
It was time for him to take a very long nap, and once he reached, locked himself into, and then crashed onto the bed in his room, the black Simu was out.
Zanna however, was plotting her next move as he slept oblivious to what had really just happened to him.
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Posted: Fri Jan 21, 2005 8:44 am
When he finally woke up later that night, Adrian almost immediately picked up his journal from the nightstand drawer, where he had last stuffed it, opening it to a clean page and grabbing the nearest pen. With that, he started to write in clean scriptured Greek.
I've been here about a month or so and I finally ran into a girl my general age, and not just a girl... but a really hot one. So what did I do about it? I let loose my charm skills and ******** her in the deep hotsprings' pool I found.
Not only once, but a whole ******** of times. To the point where I was even sore, and that girl most definately will be feeling me for several days, which is also the amount of time I don't intend to see her for.
It'll make her want me more, girls like her are so easy to manipulate and use, which I fully intend to do until a better one comes around.
Oh yeah, by the way... I can breathe underwater just like I can breathe air it seems, but so can Aurora so maybe it's just common? I'll have to check into it ******** eventful day too. I got home, and nearly got speared by the wench, who had apparently grown while I was gone.
Nevermind the fact that she's ******** hot now, she's ******** crazy and a heathen spawn. Who the ******** would want her anyways? Men like girls that they can control and puppetteer to their fancy...not girls who could kick their asses and leave them for dead in about a thousand different ******** aye. Though I will give her props for those abs and the tattoos, cause those are ******** cool, but I'll never tell her that.
Anyways, the wench figured out real easy about Rora and I, so now she's ******** going to blackmail me with it. Oh goody goody.
If I weren't sore I'd totally go down and kick her a**, but first I'd have to find a weapon. I doubt X would like me borrowing some of hers, and it's not like I can just take my gun and shoot Zanna with it.
Okay I could, but then X would kill me... and that ******** woman is scary as ******** No wonder Zanna's so ******** crazy and whatever, because she's just like X.
Wenches. I need to go swimming or something, maybe take a visit to the ocean again and take a nice long swim.
Wait... It's ******** freezing outside. Why the ******** would I want to swim in this weather? I must be going crazy from those bloody wenches and lack of sleep.
The main man and his sidekick need sleep to preform in top conditions.
-Adrian
And with that, the black Simu reshoved the journal into the drawer and flopped back onto his bed with a grunt.
Sleep cures all, or so he hoped.
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Posted: Mon Jan 31, 2005 10:15 am
[Reserved for stealing of teh necklace]
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Posted: Mon Jan 31, 2005 10:16 am
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Posted: Mon Jan 31, 2005 10:17 am
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Posted: Tue Feb 01, 2005 1:43 pm
Lately he had been thinking about what that snake girl had said, it was bugging him that he had no clue where he had come from other than a very expensive looking necklace. So he had trudged himself up to the second floor and into the house's massive and massively old library, which Nathan had apparently cleaned and Devon very much enjoyed to hang out in.
Currently, he was sitting at an old table, in a more than likely antique chair, books sprawled out over the surface, several open and a few sprawled on his lap. The pages looked old, as if the previous owner(s) of this house had been world and time travellers.
Either that or this house was very ******** old. Both seemed to be reasonable explanations for the rare selection of books, most of which were handwritten or originals.
This library had to be worth a fortune, and was just what Adrian was looking for.
Setting a book aside carefully as not to cause some of the aged pages to tear or worse, fall apart, he picked up a rather large, leather bounded book. The title was in Ancient Greek of all things, which is why the Simu had carted this particular one back with him to research with.
"Transcribed History of the Interactions Between Gods, Mortals, and Other Creatures of this World." Adrian read out loud to himself in the same language, crushing his brows together in thought before murmering something under his breath, "Most very interesting..."
It was then that he noticed a bit of blood stained along the leather binding, which brought along several mental questions about the history of the book itself, but he brushed it aside and opened the book.
Everything was, like the lengthy title, in Ancient Greek, beautifully scripted and very precise it seemed. Glancing over the later added table of contents, he decided to start with what Nyoka had suggested--Medusa, instead of reading from one cover to the other."
Carefully turning to the appropriate page, the Simu began to read, only stopping when the candle he had with him (for that was the only source of light available in the library).
It was late and his mind was already buzzing with the 'new' information when he returned to his room. He was tired and his senses were blurring as he was pulled into a slumber unlike any which he could remember.
Something or someone inside him remembered.
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Posted: Sat Feb 05, 2005 7:18 pm
The ocean's wrath seemed to have taken over his dreams again, infesting them with violent surges and whirlpools of enraged waters.
These dreams always seemed to give him an urge to go out swimming in the ocean, even when it could whip at his skin and upll him under. It was where he wanted to be, where he thought he belonged.
But if he belonged there, why was he living on land, hours away from the nearest ocean, much less body of water.
Only the gods knew it seemed.
Suddenly, he was in a peaceful place, the dream's change grabbing his attention again, pulling him out of the safety of his usual dream and into another, uncontrollable one.
It was a beautiful day out, and his hooves clacked in stride on the stone road. He seemed to be following a most beautiful woman in fine clothing up the apex.
The horse itself was of a handsome black coat, so dark that his mane seemed to fade to a midnight blue color. His eyes were dark and he was unbridled, bare and free.
Adrian continued to follow the woman as the horse, whinnying to her once she reached what seemed to be a temple. The horse knew where he was, and didn't really seem to care.
The woman stood before him. He knew he had to have her.
Next thing he knew he was 'himself' again, of human form and advancing towards the woman.
He asked politely. She said no.
No woman said 'no' to him.
It wasn't long before the woman was on the floor, nor was it a hard task to do for a man of his strength.
All of it happened so fast and Adrian couldn't seem to stop it all, no matter how hard he tried.
He was so brutal with her, treating her like an animal for his own pleasure, she was nothing but a toy for him. Tears didn't stop him, while her screams and struggles seemed to encourage him.
It was a sickening sight, and even though he didn't want to admit it, deep down in the bowels of his subconscious, Adrian was enjoying this. He felt the power he had over the woman.
So much power.
The blood didn't stop him either, nothing did until he had delcared himself finished, which was when he casted her bloody and used body aside on the white marble floors.
He thought she looked quite beautiful like that, the blood contrasting the white, and with a crooked sadistic smile, he adjusted himself, wiping the blood away and off of his own body.
It was a smile Adrian himself had dealt out many a times, but not like this. This wasn't him. Right?
Climbing off, Adrian shook his head at the woman still lying on the temple floor. Such a shame she was too messy to use again.
Without even as much as a glance back, he was gone, galloping back towards the sea with a satisfied glow in his eyes.
It was time to go for a bit of a swim, clean off her petty filth from his body.
And the comforting oceans took control of his dreams once more, lulling him away from awakening...
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Posted: Mon Feb 07, 2005 10:57 am
It was a very tired Nathan who stirred the teen Simu from his dream, causing him to jolt his eyes wide open before looking towards the hand on his shoulder. Pushing it aside roughly, a gruff voice answered the wake up. "Don't ******** touch me... What do you want?"
"You were screaming, I thought someone was trying to cut something important off of you... But by the looks of it, you're either apathetic about it or it was just a dream." The voice Nathan put out was a rather bland one tainted with a tint of amusement. "But I shall be going now since you seem alright. Bye bye!"
Now it was quite cheery and amused, and a very disgruntled Adrian reached for something to chuck at the man. By the time he found something suitable, Nathan was gone back to whereever he had come from. <******** b*****d..."
Putting his head in his hands, Adrian let out a sigh and tried to remember when he was the one screaming in his dream.
He couldn't remember a time where he had... at least not in pain.
What the ******** was this all about anyways? Grunting in frustration, Adrian heived himself out of the bed, yanking on his pants before snatching the jacket thrown over the desk chair before he simply left.
He needed to hear the ocean. The crashing of waves against the rocks and swirling of sand between his toes. In fact, he craved the smell of salt and kelp in the air, the wind whipping at his face and hair.
Adrian wanted to feel complete again, to feel the power that he had when he first came, the power he felt in his dreams.
And with that in mind, the teen was gone.
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