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 Posted: Tue Nov 23, 2010 5:10 am
 { It's snowing in Denmark ♥ ♥ ! }
They walked alongside in the snow covered park, Anthry's eyes fixed on the ground. His mind on the party. He was sort of bitter over the fact that she had kissed around, but why was he? It wasn't like they were together, no, they barely knew each other. Did he have a crush on her? No way! He hadn't crushed on someone the last five years, why start again now? No, love was for losers, at least that what he was trying to tell himself. He stuffed his hands further into his pocket, and looked up, as the rythmn of their footsteps changed. Crystal was speeding up, walking faster towards something in the distance, which Anthry guessed to be a playground of some sort. He shrugged and sped up after her, his eyes shifting from her to the playground, wondering what she wanted there.
The swings? A faint smile crossed his lips, as the female cracked the ice of one of the swings and seated herself. After watching her for some time, he decided to follow the motion and do the same to the other swing, which he afterwards sat on. Not pushing his feet against the ground to make it move, but simply sat still, hands on the cold chains. His mind told him to tell her about the party already. She obviously also remembered about it. They should just get it out of the way. He sighed quietly, eyes on the ground, slightly annoyed as the image of Crystal and Salem came to mind, french kissing just in front of him. It annoyed him somehow, that the spinner hadn't pointed to him. What, why? Why did he care anyway? Once again he needed to remind himself that love was for losers.
Anthry's one brow rose when the glaceon asked about the party. He turned his head to her, a serious expression on his face. "Crystal....." He started, then paused for the dramatics. "Can you read thoughts? I was just thinking of the same thing." His serious expression changed into a smile and a chuckle escaped his throat. He turned his look forward, to the snowy landscape before them. "Guess I just wanted a fresh start." He muttered quietly, fingers grip tightening slightly around the chains as Salem's grinning face came to his mind. A nerve in the one corner of his mouth twitched slightly, as he wrinkled his nose, trying to think of something else, though without any luck. "Didn't want you to get the wrong impression of me", he said, turning his head with a grin to the female once again. Some stupid things really did happen that night, and without a doubt some of those things would've contributed to leaving a bad impression of him.
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Posted: Tue Nov 23, 2010 10:05 am
 xxx . THE . GLACEON . 【 crystal 】xxx▆▆▆▆▆▆▆▆▆▆▆▆▆▆▆▆▆▆▆▆▆▆ ▆▆▆▆▆▆▆▆▆▆▆▆▆▆▆ ▆▆▆▆▆▆▆▆▆▆▆▆▆▆▆▆▆▆▆▆▆▆
Crystal felt the ice cold chain links upon the palms of her hands as they clenched them. Her eyes downcast upon her feet which smoothed the snowy floor with the bottom of her converse. The glaceon waited for the staraptor to answer to her. She felt so odd and uncomfortable. The awkward silence that separated them. Flashbacks of the party played n her mind. The second dare was for Anthry. His tongue filled kissed with the Mew guy. What was his name? Max? Matthew? Mason? Anyways, she remembered watching them with an ice cold glare, full of envy. Desiring that nice kiss from the staraptor. She didn't understand why. Why she felt this way? She felt bitter about the fact that he has been kissing around. Why was she like this? Crystal scowled at the thought. But...she had been kissing around too. And her kiss with Salem was horrible. He sat there like a statue while she did all the work. It was rather pointless and she would rather have spun on someone who would have cooperated. Like Anthry. She mentally shook her head. Why him?! Why was the thought of him in her mind at this time?!
Then, he spoke. Crystal heard her name, escaping his lips and out into the cold air. She could see the swirling breath cloud that came with her name. She snapped her head in his direction instantly, waiting for him to answer. Eager and anxious for his answer. Pleading that he wouldn't run. Crystal noticed the long, dramatic pause, waiting for a cliche explanation. She could just picture him, tilting his head back and closing his eyes. Then beginning to explain. Pausing at various times for a dramatic effect. Then, at the end, he would glance in her direction and give her a serious yet warm gaze. The glaceon hoped to God that he wouldn't do such a thing. Then, a soft chuckle escaped his small smile. She smiled in returned. But quickly, it faded.
Crystal looked ahead at the winter landscape before them and she had noticed that Anthry had done the same. As she listened to him mutter, her gaze returned to the man. Fresh start. Just what they needed. A clean slate. A new beginning. The corners of her mouth twitched, wanting to smile. But refused. So she settled with not smiling. The image of her and Salem making out made her cringe and wanting to smack the obnoxious self out of him. Hearing that Anthry didn't want her to get a bad impression of him, she stared at him blankly. Not knowing what to say. Crystal sighed softly, feeling the warmth of her breath leaving her mouth and her glossed lips. The scene girl mentally wished for that 'Spin the Bottle' game at this moment. So she could make up for it. Wait...why was she thinking this? Crystal felt so jealous and envious of Anthry's kiss partners and was tempted to be one of them. Did she have a crush on him? No way in hell! She ended her crush fest years ago. To avoid all the heart ache, she settled with one night stands and flings.
Crystal looked to Anthry. Wanting to move toward him, she inched her feet toward him, carrying her seated body toward him with the swing. Leaning to the left where the boy's swing was hooked. Close enough, she held herself. "Well...we can restart. Forget the past. It would kinda be sorta easier to do that now that we...well...got it out in the open," she said. The glaceon smirked at him and leaned close to him, her lips close to his ear. "And you know what, Salem just sat there like a statue. So the kiss wasn't very fun at all," she said in a whisper. Her warm breath lightly caressing his ear. A soft, warm chuckle escaped her throat as she withdrew herself from him. Removing her feet from the ground, the swing swung from the gathered energy from standing there. Crystal gave a devious smile to Anthry. Her whisper was only an attempt to tease him and to find out if he was jealous about the kiss. Rumors have been spreading about a certain staraptor becoming sour after watching a certain glaceon's french kiss with a certain rock star. She was curious if it was true. If it wasn't...well...hey. It was sorta fun anyways.
Crystal smiled at Anthry, lightly pushing herself on the swing with her feet in the snow. She looked to the beautiful snow coated park before them. This would have been the perfect picture. If only she had brung her camera. Oh well. Mental snapshot. The glaceon stared at the staraptor. A smirk lining her glossed lips.
( NO WAY!!! I love snow. I wish it would snow where I live. But I live in a desert...well..right now, I'm in San Francisco. It never snows where I live. )
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Posted: Tue Nov 23, 2010 11:06 am
Silence. Silence, silence. His head had returned to it's normal position, and he glanced at his feet which he moved around, against each other, away from each other, kicking the snow, piling it up. He was sort of nervous for the reaction of the other, but again, why? He closed his eyes, held his breath. The silence filled his ears, made his head pound. His nose wrinkled again. It for only for the better, right? That he had kept it silent about the party. It had been embarrassing for both of them... okay, well, he couldn't speak for the glaceon, but for himself, and it had been embarrassing for him to go around to so many people. He wasn't that kind of type, and he hadn't had much relationships in the past, so obviously the ones he had kissed would have thought extremely bad of him. Not that it mattered a lot.
"Guess so", he mumbled, his eyes still closed, his hands still clenched around the cold chains of the swing. He wasn't exactly happy for the fact that he had to tell her that he remembered, but okay, it was for the better. They got it out, they could have a nice time without worrying anymore about silly things like that. Yea, that was good. Wait, a good time? Anthry smiled the faintest of smiles for himself, and didn't realise heated blood color up his cheeks. The cold outside had already colored his cheeks a faint red, but the blush colored them up even more. And he didn't realise it, before he leaned his head on the chains, and was surprised over the coldness. He opened his eyes, moved his hands to his cheeks and almost felt burning. The awkward realization of this made him blush only more. He pulled at his scarf, making it cover up his lower face, chin, mouth cheeks, some of his nose. He stared before him, trying to hide the blush caused by the mental image that had popped into his mind. It didn't get any better by the fact that the female whispered to him about the kiss her and Salem shared. It sort of made him glad that he hadn't been good, but then again, if she had shared a kiss with himself, it wouldn't have been better. He really did suck at kissing. Anthry faked a cough to end the conversation there.
"What a beautiful scenery." And Crystal, she just fit in so well with the icy colors, the snow covered everything. It gave him a kick of inspiration. It was stunning, well, both the scenery and the girl. "It sure gives me inspiration....." He smiled inwardly and thought for a second or two, before, all of a sudden he stood up, grabbed the bag of his, which he had laid neatly by the swing, opened it and took out a sketch book and a small pencil case of metal. He walked about seven feet away from the female and the swings and sat down into the snow, body turned towards her. He put down the pencil case in the snow and it sank barely an inch in. He opened it and grabbed two black liners out of it, one thin and one thick. He smiled warmly at her and opened the sketch book and started doodling. He looked up every once in a while to grasp details, before returning his gaze to the papers on his lap.
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Posted: Tue Nov 23, 2010 11:44 am
xxx . THE . GLACEON . 【 crystal 】xxx▆▆▆▆▆▆▆▆▆▆▆▆▆▆▆▆▆▆▆▆▆▆ ▆▆▆▆▆▆▆▆▆▆▆▆▆▆▆ ▆▆▆▆▆▆▆▆▆▆▆▆▆▆▆▆▆▆▆▆▆▆
Crystal noticed the pink blush within his skin. Blush. She couldn't help but smirk at this. He seemed to notice as well and she watched as he pulled the scarf to cover his lower half of his face. She returned her gaze to the landscape around her and smiled. So pretty. Then, Anthry spoke. Complimenting the beautiful scenery. She nodded in agreement. Crystal was so fond of the winter snow. How it neatly covered over the ground. Smooth and untouched. How it glistened softly in the light. It was surely beautiful. She felt comfortable at this moment. She felt at home as she sat in the snow. The glaceon pushed herself on the swing, swinging back and forth. Leaning forward as the swing moved forward, but leaning back when it swung back. She felt so content. So at peace. Crystal felt her body relax as the snow flurried down. Then, Anthry muttered about the beautiful scenery giving him inspiration. She stopped her swinging to watch the male remove himself from the swings and move a good seven or eight feet from her. Curious, she stared at him. The swing was still as she sat there, watching Anthry.
Crystal's eyes watched with curiosity as he seated himself in the snow, pulling out a sketch book and a metal pencil case. Her dark teal eyes stared at him, as he drew across the paper. His liner dancing across the page. She received occasional glances, but they would return to the paper. Was he drawing her? A soft pink pigment arose in her cheeks, flattered by the decision of drawing her. Crystal didn't think of herself as drawing worthy. Like most girls, she was insecure about her appearance. Intensely, she watched. She was almost tempted to approach him and watch him draw. However, she didn't want to ruin the drawing. She continued to watch him from afar. A smile lining her icy glossed lips that were hardening in the cold. "What are you drawing there?" she called out, her voice curious. She wanted to see if he was actually drawing her.
[writer's block. nyaa...]
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Posted: Wed Nov 24, 2010 3:11 am
The lines on the paper slowly began to take shapes, forming the swings, Crystal and the scenery behind her. Of course, he focused mostly on her, as humans was his specialty. Or because the girl this time was prettier than usual. Either would work. And she was really gorgeous, and that, was not something a guy like Anthry usually went around thinking. Not about girls, not about guys. He usually kept his opinion as neutral as possible, for the sake of it just being neutral. He liked it that way, and was determined to keep it so. So why was he thinking differently now? He wrinkled his nose and realised he had been staring at Crystal without moving his pen. Just sitting there and staring at her face. The realisation brought a faint blush to his face, which he hid perfectly by lowering his head and pulling the pen back across the paper, continuing his drawing.
The soft and curious voice of Crystal a little after, brought Anthry to look up again and a small chuckle to escape his throat. "You'll see soon enough", he said and shot her a smile before returned his gaze to the paper, occasionally switching between the thick and thin pen, to give it more life. As it was all coming together, he smiled inwardly. It looked decent, if not even good. But then again, he was a very critical person, and he often had trouble to satisfy himself with what he did. Even when he did his job, composing music, he often felt irritated that he couldn't get it right as it was in his head. His clients, however, always loved the pieces he did, even when he couldn't see the great in them. So that was a very typical Anthry.
He grabbed the book, lifted it and held it in straight arms up before him, looking it over to see if it was lacking anything, occasionally glancing from it to the scene he had drawn, and back to the paper. He spotted some details missing and laid the book back down in his lap and grabbed the thin black liner and started doodling down the details. Then he repeated the procedure, raised the board, glanced from it to the scene and back,before nodding to himself, laying it down, packing his things and walking to the female to show. It wasn't professional, but it had taken effort and it looked good. Of course it could be better, but that, it could always. "Good this isn't my profession", he said and handed her to paper for her to look at it, "this doesn't justify your beauty." He chuckled nervously, he wasn't comfortable about letting others see his works, since he wasn't all that good, in his own opinion. He scratched the back of his head with one hand and clenched the his other fist, purely in nervousness. While there was nothing to be nervous of, and his mind told him so, he couldn't help it. It was really odd.
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Posted: Wed Nov 24, 2010 8:27 am
xxx . THE . GLACEON . 【 crystal 】xxx▆▆▆▆▆▆▆▆▆▆▆▆▆▆▆▆▆▆▆▆▆▆ ▆▆▆▆▆▆▆▆▆▆▆▆▆▆▆ ▆▆▆▆▆▆▆▆▆▆▆▆▆▆▆▆▆▆▆▆▆▆ Crystal sat calmly on the swing. Her dark teal eyes fixed upon the man who was sitting in the snow, a sketch book in his hand and a black liner in the other. She watched him intensely. Eager to see the masterpiece in the making. The glaceon wore a smile, warm and sweet. Different from the other smiles she gave people. Her gaze was soft and sweet, rather than ice cold and dark. When Anthry spoke, a soft chuckle escaped her throat. Crystal felt rather impatient. She was rather excited to see what the male has drawn. The glaceon noticed his movements, lifting the sketch book. Raising it in the air. Straight and in front of him. She watched him as her brows furrowed in curiosity. Wondering what he was doing. Impatiently and bored, she began to fiddle with her snake bite piercings. Sucking inwardly on them to make them pull in. Then, releasing and pushing her piercings outward. She was quite bored. Crystal's eyes returned to Anthry, who was drawing again. She received several glances at her and the scenery behind her. He must be drawing her. He must be.
Anthry raised the sketch pad again, holding it up in front of him. Where she could only see half of his handsome face. Then, he began to pack up his belongings and started making his way toward her. Crystal stiffened slightly in her seat on the swing as he made his way. The glaceon looked up to the staraptor, her eyes glistening. Then, his hand stretched toward her, the sketch pad in hand. Hesitantly, she took it into her gentle hands. Hearing him speak. Flipping the sketch pad over to see the work of art, she saw her. Drawn and sketched. Sitting on the swing. The trees covered in snow. Crystal smiled softly. Anthry's voice made her listen automatically. But her gaze remained on the drawing of her. She looked up at him, her smile wider now. "Beauty?" she asked. Does he think I'm...beautiful? she wondered.
Crystal's gaze returned to the page, staring at it. Staring at her own drawn face. She didn't know why he thought she was beautiful. She didn't think so. The glaceon looked up at the staraptor, a grateful smile upon her lips. Her black ice eyes warm and sweet. "I love it," she spoke to him. A soft chuckle left her lips momentarily. Crystal's eyes met Anthry's own and she smiled. "Maybe next time, I should sketch you," she chuckled. This man before her was very handsome. A drawing of him would not capture his appearance, but she can sure try to. Or perhaps, she might take a photo of him. It would last longer.
"Thank you," she whispered to him softly, escaping her lips like a warm breath. She stared up at him, her smile still upon her face. She stretched her arm to him, handing him his sketch book back to him. Then, Crysta's eyes met Anthry's. Those deep crimson eyes meeting her black ice eyes. As she stared, memories flooded in her mind. So many memories. About the kissing party. About the many men he had kissed. Flash backs of him lip locking with Morgan. She wanted those kisses Anthry gave. Then, a thought popped into her mind. Is he gay? She shook her head slightly, trying to remove that thought from her head. Her gaze was at the snow covered floor. Crystal felt awfully stupid for feeling so...jealous as well as envious. If she wanted to kiss him at the party...why not kiss him now? Because the game was meaningless and all those kisses were meaningless as well. But in the real world, it would mean something.
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Posted: Mon Nov 29, 2010 3:55 am
(( Sorry I hvaent been replying, but Im having a terrible block... I really can't write foshiz ;w; ))
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Posted: Wed Jan 05, 2011 10:58 am
( doo doo doolity doo doo doooooo. )
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Posted: Wed Jan 05, 2011 11:40 am
(( Sorry . . . im supposed to be at hiatus until march orz"" ))
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Posted: Wed Jan 05, 2011 12:37 pm
( ish okay, bud. just a tad bored since i haven't been roleplaying much. )
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