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 Posted: Sat Jun 05, 2010 10:45 pm
Finally reaching the cabin, Myka was grateful that she had her back to Sho. She had turned red. What in the world had she said? What had she done? But she didn't regret it. All Myka could do was repeat the moment of her lips soft against the cool skin of his cheek. She turned red. Myka scurried back over to her bed and crawled beneath the sheets and curled up before sleep slowly overcame her. "Stray cat strut so high..." she mumbled in her sleep.
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Posted: Sat Jun 05, 2010 10:50 pm
Sho, already half asleep, stumbled over to the nearest empty bed, and sank down into it. In the morning, he was probably going to regret everything he'd done, and said, and everything that had happened between himself and Myka, but right now, it was all he could do to keep from smiling. "What have I gotten myself into?" He wondered grimly before rolling over and giving into sleep.
Ayame, who had already been asleep for at least an hour, smiled to herself, whether from a dream, or the knowledge of what was happening in the real world.
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Posted: Sat Jun 05, 2010 10:58 pm
Myka had risen with the sun, as she always had. She swung her legs over the side of the bed quickly and ruffled through her bag before soon finding a black tank top, a pair of black shorts and bindings for her feet in case anyone else were to need them. She picked up her gloves before Myka started towards the showers. The shower she took was long and warm, but the end of it was ice cold to ready herself for the day. Myka was soon dressed, with only her hair still wet. She walked back into the cabin and tied her hair up carefully before wrapping her bindings around her feet. Myka then crossed her legs indian style and worked on her deep breathing excersizes, knowing they would help later on. That's what she would dow ith Ayame. She'd see what she could do before teaching her the breathing fundementals.
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Posted: Sat Jun 05, 2010 11:07 pm
Ayame muttered something along the lines of "Geisha make-up and dancing shoes..." in her sleep before rolling over, and pulling the blankets up over her head.
Sho, typical boy that he is, was sprawled out on the bed, and would have looked dead if it weren't for the even rise and fall of his chest.
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Posted: Sat Jun 05, 2010 11:12 pm
Myka blinked her eyes open at the words that were so obviously Ayame's. She smiled softly as she started towards her friend's bed. She lifted her foot to Myka's back and nudged her four times before kicked her without much force (but by Myka's standards, would probably leave a bruise anyways, but Aya probably wouldn't get hurt) before leaving her foot back down onto the ground.
Arson woke up out on the lawn. He liked to sleep on the grass alongside Ivy, and it turned out that his sister had already woken up and left for somewhere else. Arson wandered back into the cabin and was surprised when he saw a familiar face, or rather, shock of red hair. "Myka? Myka Tate?" he asked.
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Posted: Sat Jun 05, 2010 11:22 pm
Ayame hit the ground with a loud thump, and looked up at Myka through a tangle of blankets, clothes and long hair. "Whazgoingon?" She mumbled, looking bleary up at Myka through a tangle of gold hair. "Fire?" She blinked several times and yawned widely, though it took a couple minutes for her eyes to come back into focus. However, once Ayame figured out what was going on, she groaned, and slumped to the ground. "Oh no!" She moaned, cracking an aquatic colored eye to glare at Myka. "Let me guess. Getting me up at an unhuman hour, when the sun probably isn't even out yet is a part of my 'training' right?" She asked sarcastically, standing up and putting her hands on her hips. Already she could tell this was going to be hell. "Well, I asked her to, didn't I? So I've got no one to blame other than myself." Ayame thought wryly, shaking her head as she began rooting around her suitcase for a pair of clothes. "So, what did you and Sho do last night?" She asked in a would-be casual voice, but her eyes told a different story. "I'm surprised you didn't set the cabin on fire you were blushing so hard." Ayame rubbed the side of her nose with the stud.
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Posted: Sat Jun 05, 2010 11:30 pm
Myka couldn't help but turn slightly pink at Ayame's comments. "Not part of your training at all. I just wanted to ruin what looked like such a magnificent sleep." she said, a playful scowl playing on her lips. When she heard her name called, Myka turned around. What she saw caused a smile to break across her face. A gangly , but muscled boy of what she knew was to be eighteen. "Arson!!" she chirped cheerily, hopefully not waking anyone.
The boy smiled at his recognition. They met each other at the middle of the room and soon embraced each other. "I knew it was you. No one else wakes up at such an ungodly hour with hair that red." he said, earning a smile from his friend. He embraced her again before he kissed her cheek. She returned the favor at the same time, in a simple ritual as old as their friendship, that she shared with the boy's sister as well. Then Myka turned around and looked back at a blonde girl. "Aya, this is Arson. He's a very old, and dear friend." she introduced. She was beautiful to say the least in Arson's appearance, but he kept his face as void as possible. He wouldn't take Myka's teasing.
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Posted: Sat Jun 05, 2010 11:46 pm
Ayame blinked several times, still trying to ignore the urge to curl up on the ground and fall back asleep. "Nice to meet you." She said, nodding a head in Arson's direction. "I'm Ayame, or Aya for short...I guess." She rubbed her nose again, and looked slightly confused. "At least, I think it's nice to meet you. Ask me again in like five hours, when the other sane members of the cabin are waking up." Ayame smiled at him before turning to Myka, and her smile turned to a smirk. "So, whaddya say? Should we wake up Sho, and let him join in our suffering of having to wake up this early? Seems like a good idea to me." She bent down, and picked out a pair of shorts, t-shirt and undergarments at complete random from her still unpacked suitcase, also stealing one of Sho's numerous hair-ties. "Hey, aren't you going to introduce him?" She asked Myka, standing back up, and jerking a thumb towards Sho. "Cause if you don't, I will, and you most certainly don't want that." Ayame turned back to Arson. "Hey, you, turn away. I'm going to change." Ayame was, without a doubt, feeling blunt this morning.
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Posted: Sat Jun 05, 2010 11:52 pm
Myka rolled her eyes and looked at Arson. "it is a pleasure, Miss Ayame." he replied in the most polite way. Myka could only smile before hitting him lightly on the arm. "Shut up. No need for such formalities." she clipped playfully before turning back to Aya. "I'll wake up Sho. Just hurry up and change your clothes before it gets too late, would you?" she asked. And being true to her request, Arson turned his head and leaned back onto his heels boredly. Myka on the other hand, walked over to Sho and nudged him in a not so gentle way. But when he was halfway on the verge of sleep and the waking world, Myka did something that would surely wake him. "You're so gorgeous when you sleep. It almost makes me eager." she whispered softly into his ear, so that only he could hear her.. There! That ought to get him up and running for the day. Arson could only smirk at the girl's antics.Same old Myka.' he thought warmly.
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Posted: Sun Jun 06, 2010 12:10 am
There was the sound of a blow-dryer being dropped, followed by several profanities, then the sound of someone hitting their head on a dresser, the sound of someone falling out of bed, more profanities, and lastly the sound of two people (accidentally) smacking their heads together. There was a string of rather colorful and unusual curses as Sho and Ayame tried to untangle themselves from a). the sheets off Sho's bed, b). the clothes Ayame had been putting on and c). each other. "I think it's too late." Ayame snapped waspishly at Myka as she rubbed her forehead angrily. Sho, on the other hand, just glared up at Myka, trying not to make a list of all the ways he could slowly and painfully kill her. "Okay, well Arson or whatever you name is, take a good look at my boobs, cause this is the last time you'll be seeing them." Ayame said in a dignified voice as she pulled her pajama shirt down, and gathered up her clothes once again to head off to the bathroom. "Oh, and Sho? Nice tattoo." She said with a smirk, dodging the pillow that was tossed her way.
Scowling, Sho tossed the sheets, blankets and pillows back onto the bed in a careless way, and bent down to find a shirt, having slept shirtless. "A simple 'wakey, wakey' would have worked fine." He grumbled, rubbing the red bump on his head, determined not to look at Myka.
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Posted: Sun Jun 06, 2010 12:17 am
Myka only smiled teasingly at Sho. When he didn't have a chance to look at her, she took a good look at him. She did her best to keep her mind clear, but a distinct Damn!' rang clear in her mind. She was somehow able to get a good look at his chest before she turned away with a smirk half on her face, ridding her mind of the image and saving it for a raining day. "Shut up. Besides, it's a great way to start your day." she said, a grin alight on her face. Arson was boredly unaffected by the unraveling of events when he heard Ayame speak up. "I was raised better than that." he replied simply. Myka only laughed starkly at her frien'd response before she walked towards Arson. She covered his eyes with her hand and led him outside. "Arsey and I are waiting outside when you're ready." she chirped cheerily.
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Posted: Sun Jun 06, 2010 12:33 am
"Yeah, I bet you were." Sho muttered under his breath, knowing what Ayame looked like, and also knowing when it came to her, there weren't really a lot of boys who were 'raised better'.
Several minutes later, a beaming Ayame and a scowling Sho meandered outside, looking as different as night and day. "Well, that was certainly an unusual way to start the morning." Ayame said cheerfully, sitting down on the front porch of the cabin, and tugging at the hem of her low-riding shirt, suddenly feeling self-concious about her multiple pierces.
Sho merely smiled bitterly, and leaned against the railing on the porch. "I can think of hundreds of better ways to start the day." He said nastily. "None of them involve falling out of bed, and hitting someone on the head."
Ayame opened her mouth as if to make a retort to that.
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Posted: Sun Jun 06, 2010 12:43 am
Myka turned around and wrinkled her nose at Ayame's newfound self conciousness. She had no reason to be. Her peircings were awesome. When she realized that Arson was probably the source of this problem, Myka only smirked. "Arson, this is Sho. Sho, this is Arson. Arsey! Hold this." she crowed before she pulled off her shirt to reveal a simple black sports bra. The expanse of her stomach was smooth as she chucked the shirt at her friend. She linked arms with Ayame. "Come on then, before I get cold." she clipped.
Arson nodded to Sho in greeting. "Good morning." he said kindly. He didn't flinch when Myka chucked the shirt at his face. He lifted his hand easily to his face and caught the balled up black top. He raised his brow and rolled his eyes before looking back at the two girls. He almost smirked at Ayame's peircings. In a way he found them cute, compared to some of the more drastic things that his sister did in the process of decorating her body.
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Posted: Sun Jun 06, 2010 12:56 am
(To see Ayame's tattoos, check her profile!)
Ayame made a face at her. "So I suppose you want me to take my t-shirt of as well, right?" She asked, folding her arms across her chest. "What a great idea! In fact, I think Sho should as well! I mean, he hardly ever wears one anyways, so what's the difference?" She turned and smirked sweetly at Sho. "After you, my dearest brother." Ayame made a mock-bow, one hand resting on the hem of her shirt.
"Trust me, once you've seen Ayame's tattoos, what your sister does might seem sane." Sho muttered, glaring at Ayame. "I'll take my shirt off if he does." Sho said, nodding towards Arson. "I mean, why don't we all just do it, and make a universal fashion statement? We could call it 'too sexy and too special to wear shirts'."
Eyes flashing with wicked amusement, Ayame turned to Arson. "Wanna take your shirt off then?" She cooed, pouting her lips.
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Posted: Sun Jun 06, 2010 1:05 am
Myka could only smile. This was going just as she wanted it to go. "Exactly as I was thinking!" she chirped, a smile alight on her face. She listened as the conversation turned to Arson and she gave a light scoff. "You haven't seen anything until you see what Ivy can do when seh gets bored. But in any case, I can't wait to see it. If it's wild, then I'd love to see it." she muttered just beneath her breath.
Arson nodded along with Myka, a smile alight on his own face as well. His curiosity had been peaked when the conversation had been turned to him. He was fairly unaffected by the event and shrugged before looking at Myka. "Just do it. I don't feel like putting my shirt back on." she said, something of a playful scowl on her face. So Arson did, and pulled the black shirt over his head. His chest was well sculpted and fairly pale as the rest of his skin. "Happy?" he asked, a brow raised in curiosity as well as disinterest.
Myka nodded and stepped away from Ayame before standing tall. She walked forward instead she hopped onto Arson's back. "Oof. I thought you grew out of that when we were twelve." he said, adjusting to her weight. "Like hell. Now get your a** to Zephynos Creek! We've got stuff to do!" she chirped madly before slapping Arson's head. He turned back to face Sho and Ayame. "We should get going then. Before she finds something sharp and barbed to fashion into a whip."
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