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 Posted: Sat Aug 14, 2010 10:18 pm
Omega-INFIDEL!!!!!!  It was a good day, there was no arguing that fact. The night before had been wonderful, he had a great time with Sophia, depositing her at her door like a gentle man. Though they were not intimate, he liked to think that she liked him, maybe even had a crush on him. Not that he could blame her, there were not many men of his caliber among the x-man. He would go slow though, he offered to help her and that took priority over romance. It was a hard sacrifice, but he would live. Then he had a good nights sleep. For most people that was an average thing, but Antonio did not sleep much, and even when he did, it was rarely a 'good nights sleep'. Something about getting a good sleep made the morning so much better. Antonio was full of energy and perkiness, more than he had been in a while. He was ready to take on the world. Yawning he stretched out and got out of bed. It was vacation and a wonderful day, why would he stay in bad all day. He needed to go talk to people share this glorious day with them and… oh that is awesome. He had forgotten the baubles he 'found' the previous night, the way the light reflected off of them left him breathless, nothing was as beautiful as they were right now. He had to share this with people. Wait, most people would not like it if they found out how he got them, he needed to find someone to share this with. SHANDRA! She would like it, maybe he would give it to her, she was a thief like he was she must like shiny things too. He puffed out his chest as a sense of duty filled him. He was on a mission now, it was dangerous put he would make it to shandra's room. Quickly he slipped into his customary tight clothing, left his room and made his way down the hall. He felt so light on his feet it was like he was waltzing down the hall, oh wait that was because he actually was waltzing down the hall. He paused for a second before shrugging and continuing to dance down the hall. So what if people stared at him as he passed, it was a good day when people looked at him. It was not that he craved attention, but he was not a mean person. If people wanted to look at him he would allow them to. Waltzing down the hall became boring after a while, sighing he slowed his pace. Perhaps he should stop and do something else. NO, he was on a mission, he needed to show Shandra the shiny, but the journey was long he doubted that he had the energy to finish it. He needed to find something to keep his spirits up, A change of pace. There was only one thing that he could do. With a jump and quick switch, he was walking upside down on the ceiling, but not just walking. He was waltzing above the heads of everyone, smelling at the people he passed. He was not trying to make them jealous, if they but asked he would put them on the roof too. They could even have a party up there, or he could get rid of gravity and they could have a floating party. Anything was possible if they were with the Antonio. Crap, Shandra. Full of determination he dashed the last few feet to her room. He had made it, barely alive. Now he understood how Odysseus felt when he returned home after his long journey, though Antonio's was far more harrowing than his Greek predecessor. Sighing in relief he opened the door to say hello to his Penelope. Surprise. Betrayal. Despair. Antonio stared at the sight in front of him, his heart collapsing in a painful implosion. Standing there was his fiery red head, wrapped in the arms of an unknown man, who no where near as attractive as he was. And he was KISSING HER. Shandra did not kiss anyone, including Antonio, her one true love. This strange man must have forced himself on her. Shandra's virtue must be protected. Letting out a fierce battle cry, he launched himself at the man intending to knock him away, blood would be paid. "GET AWAY FROM HER!"
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Posted: Sat Aug 14, 2010 10:48 pm
ALPHA Wow! Wow!! Wooooooow!  Wilbur pantomimed a rainbow as he spelled out Christian's name in the air.
"Chris-tee-ann! Hello! Christeeann!" Wilbur proceeded to pick the jettisoned grapes from the floor and pile them next to his seat. These were perfectly good grapes being thrown. Wilbur began to daintily place a grape on his tongue and squeeze it in between his teeth just barely to get the juices out. After playing with a few of his grapes, Bella walked in and he nearly choked. He had to stand up to cough, so as not to die right there on the floor.
Still sopping wet, he repositioned himself so he was sitting right in front of Bella and he couldn't help but smile. He didn't mind that she was kissing the other guy, he'd have her one day.
"I love you. You're so...deep. I'm totally homo for you." He winked, thinking himself incredibly sexy. Of course, Eli barged in and ruined the moment. Bella was twined right in between his fingers, so he thought, and Eli just ruins it.
He threw a grape at Eli's head with a very angry face. "There. Food. Eat." Wilbur turned back around to the Bella, who was currently being all buddy buddy with Jacen. Fine. He can have her...for now. No woman can resist a Snuggie©. Wilbur made a mental note to buy one for future use.
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Posted: Sat Aug 14, 2010 11:49 pm
இ คჩεn இ ტრεჟค I don't think I like this guy.▀▀▀ ▀▀▀ ▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀ ▀▀▀▀▀ ▀ ▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀ ▀▀▀▀▀▀ ▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀ ▀▀▀▀▀  He'd been waiting for that kiss for what seemed like an eternity of just hovering, his eyes begging her to close the gap between them, to choose him the way he'd already chosen her. And while it had been brief, the Native American suddenly found himself on the floor, underneath her as she kissed him a few times more and released his hair from its leather binding. His hands dove through her fiery tresses, wanting her to be closer to share the scorching feeling that raked over him.
Aren chuckled at the wording of her query, ambiguous in a way that most men would die to jump in on, to deliver a vulgar quip to the girl he was seducing. But this was Shandra. He took another look at her, cocking his head to the side. Did he want to seduce her? Really, at this point in time, he'd not have minded. And would he be like most men?
She seemed lost, in a daze from their rather personal embrace. And his eyes trailed over the form she'd grown into with a depth he'd never had intended to use on her. Napi! When had she grown to be so pretty, so tempting? How hadn't he noticed last night, or five years ago.
"I said you'd be the perfect girlfriend." He breathed the answer into her skin, just before laying another kiss on her lips, smiling through the action. "And," Aren raised an eyebrow, his expression quite cheeky. "This position suits me just fine." His hands trailed up to hold her fast where she was so that he'd be sure to not run off, one securing her waist and the other plummeting through the fiery tresses that had made her so contrastingly different to his people. One of his legs entwined with her own in his need to steal every bit of warmth that she had, and he reached up to kiss her earlobe, and trail a line back to her lips.
It confused him, the way his mind wasn't working properly; best friends were never meant to get this close to each other unless there had been a secret crush between them. And in all the things that Aren and Shandrawere, he'd never anticipated them becoming romantically involved. But if they didn't after this, it was going to be extremely uncomfortable for the two of them, because this moment wouldn't likely leave them for a long time afterwards. A part of him knew that this was wrong, a part of him was trying to register just where these notions sprouted from; the majority of him really didn't care. They fit so perfectly together right now, and this was the path that they both had chosen to follow.
Who was he to fight Napi's will? And Shandra didn't seem to mind where this was headed. Had she always liked him? How had he missed that? Because all these years he'd only seen her as a friend, and he'd been certain that her emotions about their friendship reflected his own. Normally he was pretty good with intuitively knowing which girls liked him... at least, on the reservation. Apparently those off the rez were a whole different ball park.
"Moahk." His tone was deeper by tenfold, and he barely recognized it as his own. Aren's hands and lips worked of their own accord, readjusting her in their perusal, not even allowing that small part of him that told him to stop make a plea for them to quit, that they’d regret this as soon as.. what ever was happening lost its hold on the pair currently making out on the floor.
This felt right. And there'd be no regrets unless that nagging little voice had its way. Another hungry kiss, and he’d have continued with what they were obviously leading up to, but a Hispanic man barged in, screaming for him to get away from her. He blinked, a little more than incredulous with the imposing character. Shandra had him pinned against the floor; she’d tackled him in her haste to bring them closer together. Shouldn’t he be yelling at her, if he had any right to yell at all? It made no difference to him, and he simply chuckled as he brought Shandra’s face down to his, tasting her once more before Antonio attacked. Audience? Yeah... so didn't care. What is this guy’s deal? Damn, áwaakiihka'siwa Well, not really. He acted more like a possessive lover than a girl.
But Antonio came sailing in, likely intending bodily harm to the Blackfoot man, and Aren acted quickly to roll Shandra away from the man so that his attack wouldn’t touch his pretty little red head. It was a struggle within him to pull away, to abandon the heat that had enraptured him the past few minutes, and after a few more kisses and low apology for the interruption, Aren ripped his attentions from his best friend and turned to face the seething barbarian. His hand stayed within hers, squeezing it slightly to reassure her that the distraction wouldn’t be around for much longer and they could get back to their activities.
“Who the hell are you, and can I help you with something?” He asked, anger seeping into his tone as he raised an eyebrow at Antonio. All he wanted at this point was to get back to what he’d been doing, to erase this guy from the planes of existence for ruining his time with Shandra.
”Perhaps we could begin with teaching you some manners while we're at it.”
But another hunger swelled within him, more basic than what he had first been overwhelmed with. Now the two needs clashed against each other, and he wasn’t sure which one he’d prefer at the moment. Looking at the man before him, Aren lifted his chin a fraction, not in the least ready to cower because the man had let out a painful shriek while going after him. “And maybe for you to remember you never want Shandra in the crossfire because you are inexplicably angry with a stranger.” More than anything, he was angry for trying to wrench him away from the Omega woman in a violent manner, not caring to see to her safety. Yes, Shandra could see to take care of herself, but as it was… she’d been a bit distracted. And it was simply not a gentlemanly notion to behave so roughly if there was even a chance of a single hair of a ladie’s head being harmed.
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Posted: Sun Aug 15, 2010 12:02 am
"YOU KNOW WHAT THEN! F*CK YOU!" Eli yelled at Wilbur. He thrusted his hand into his pocket, only to bring out a few metal BBs. He tossed them at Wilbur. However, they impacted as if he were shot by an air soft gun at point blank.
"Throw sh*t at me again and see what happens. Don't piss me off." Eli yelled, his temper raising, and his head slowly started to throb, it was a slow upcoming, but very painful. His eye winced in pain and he grabbed for his temple.
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Posted: Sun Aug 15, 2010 3:02 am
Alpha: Rubber Ducky The whole exchange between Christian and Jacen was totally lost to the oblivious Snuggie-struck Alpha leader. Normally terribly observant, she was unaware of Christians sour mood. "Bacon? I want bacon..."
Bella made a small sound of surprise when suddenly she was lifted by an arm around her waist and ceremoniously dumped on the couch like a piece of disgusting garbage. She reddened slightly, confused—Her currently delicate feelings a little hurt. She looked at the others in a rather befuddled, ‘What did I do?’ sort of way… That she was on the receiving end of such callousness after being near God-worshiped by Alek rocked her little spazzed out world. She couldn’t ever remember being treated so poorly by someone that wasn’t Alek, actually…She frowned, eyes filling with tears… Was she not wanted in the love fest?
Then she recalled that Eli said she was gorgeous, and that Wilbur said he loved her too, and that Jacen would share his Snuggie with her, and that Alek thought she was kind of like Jesus.
So, her conclusion?
Christian, was just having a bad case of 'I'm an a*****e' today. It was a legit condition. Alot like cooties. And stick-up-my-a**-itis.
So she dried her tears and cuddled into Jacen’s side, enjoying the softness of the Snuggie—And as promised started to think of a song to sing. A girl walked through, Hoshi--She hissed at them. Confused...Bella let it go. Patting the now empty seat beside her for the sopping wet Wilbur—Her hand paused in mid air as Eli yelled. Something inside her broke the dam—Flooding her with momentary knowledge and insight. She felt very protective of them both. She heard the metal in the air, knowing the sound of metal very well—Her echolocation giving her a sketchy, accurate, split second image that she needed.
Just like if they were fighting on the battle field her hand drew back and arched through the air—Concussive sound waves catching the metal BB’s, changing their trajectory to the adjacent wall… With luck, they would miss her Wilbur and anyone else… The little objects were no less dangerous than they had been, but now aimed in a different direction. Her sound waves weren’t easy on the condo either and the ceiling in the living room cracked, just like it had in the hall. Eli’s anger was apparent… And something that should have sent warning bells off in Isabella’s head. Had she been in her right mind…It would have.
“Don’t piss -me- off!”, she snarled, her voice several octaves deeper than it should have been… It was…Angry, echoing—No doubt the whole house heard it, like some kind of monster breathing up the back of their necks.
Smiling sweetly, she sank back on the couch…A haze coming over her, wrapping her in thoughts that were slow and sweet. Warm. She looked between Eli, Jacen, and Wilbur—Emerald eyes pleading. “Can’t we all just…Play nice?”
And then she thought of the song she wanted to sing.
“Bueno! {Okay} – Song time, as promised!”, she chirped, rubbing her cheek against Jacen’s shoulder… Yay, soft. She wanted a Snuggie soo bad… One with leapord spots. Yeah...Oh, song!
“Rubber ducky, you’re the one! You make bath time, lots of fun—Rubber ducky I’m awfully fond of you, you—You you ee oo…”, Bella sang sweetly, unknowingly, her powers active… Consciously, she didn't use the hypnotic parts of her powers against her friends--Unless she had no other choice. She didn't think they would forgive her for it...
Thankfully, there really wasn’t any directive in the song, which was good. But she badly wanted them all to get along, and be happy—And her voice carried. Far. So anyone able to hear her voice, especially those in the room with her, might feel themselves…Inclined to be happy, and to get along—If they weren’t already.
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Posted: Sun Aug 15, 2010 9:28 pm
Alpha - This Is Both Pleasant and Torture For Me
Jack's slight blush had faded as they went on. Feeling abit more comfortable and alot less awkward, with Kerrigan to his side. "Well that's the plan then. Though I hope Everyone leaves enough for us two super athletes.".He spoke more clearly and confidence, as if her good mood through the little school boy routine from his mannerism. It made him feel better, and with the walk to the condo, with her at his side, assured him she was feeling some of the same way. He thought for a moment but then he got a weird impulse, like he was dizzy, or rattled in the mind, it didn't show. " Atleast I hope. I dunno why. But the thought of going to town, ehhh, It just feels like something bad might happen. ya know?"
The time they reached the Condo came, and he felt her tear away. He instantly felt a slight depression as if something was taken from hims, but he hid it well when her back was to him. Not that her backside couldn't make a guy amnesiac for the split second he was thinking. He was staring beyond that while she stretched, He can honestly tell himself that she was the first girl to make it look hot to him. He stepped back as if off-balance when she looked at him, smiling no less. Then she proposed something which had the effect of making him smile and erasing the panic he felt. He put bent arms out, and twisted fas and hard, audible clicks escaping his spine, and then when he centered he rolled his shoulders back to the same effect. "Well Miss Scarlet I'd be happy too. Humor me abit though, and leave the work to me. "
There was a slight mischievous tone to his speech as came to her side and knelt. Before she could guess how he would "Help" stretch her out he worked on her shoe, taking it off and her sock. As she began to question why with a small hint of protest he raised his hand. "Just Humor me doll. You'll like it.". As soon as that was done he bent forward under her leg and used his right hand to grip all around her lower leg calf and all. He then went forward with her leg slowly until her knee was touching her torso. A fact that he wasn't surprised by yet still in awe of. Holding that for atleast ten Mississippi in his head, he slow rose up allowing her leg to relax. He shifted to wher left knee was over her stomach, his other leg supporting him just by his knee almost.
A fact Jack never really shared or advertise was he was a trained physical therapist, atleast in the sense that he knew how to tend to sports injuries, aches and pain, and Cramp massages, which Kerrigan was about to find out. Still grasping her lower leg in his right, his left moved under it and slowly drifted down between he knee and on her inner thigh, an inch or so before she should feel harassed, god forbid. He ignored whatever look she was giving him, as he felt a out a knot, and slowly but surely rubbed it out. He then pinned her with his knee on her stomach and pulled upward stretching her knee and hip. He had to think on the noise she made, she would be relaxed from this but the sharp pains of what he was doing was bitter before the sweet. He shifted to his so he wasn't pinning her anymore. His left hand left her inner thigh for for hip as he ground his palm into it to rub out the remaining tension.
He was smiling but focused on work. Though he was trying to resist. Some part of him knew that iff he looked into her eyes, He'd never get done. He scooted back so that her leg was abit more down, using both hands from just above knee to rub towards her foot loosening whatever was tense. The friction made her skin slightly warmer in a good way and to his own surprise softer. as if his treatment was stripping armor off of her form. He worked on her foot massaging it on in sole with his knuckles and thumbs. He twisted her ankle light to get the joint to pop if at all. Then pulled his fingers down the top and in pairs of his hands pulled her toes loose. When he set her leg down it seemed limp and definitely more relax. No doubt she didn't want to move it just yet because of how good it felt.
The Carnal factor of what he was doing didn't escape him. As he was about to begin her other leg in the same fashion, his own thoughts were lust filled. Still apart of him knew he couldn't press to hard and muck up the headway he's gained with her. He needed to show his self control and that he wasn't so base to cop a feel and use this massage as an excuse. Still..... He was thinking of just doing it. Maybe at a later time.
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Posted: Tue Aug 17, 2010 3:28 am
Alpha: Must be something in the air.  Gideon could feel the warmth of skin as she pressed against his hand. It seemed she was relishing slightly in the probably cool touch compared to her. He had to admit to himself the temperature difference was an interesting feeling. Things were strange he couldn't explain it not that it felt bad just different. Cissa was acting differently and more so then there little talk earlier would of caused. Gideon say her demeanor shift. Narcissa the omega leader was beginning to pout. Seemed like a mixture of fake and real to him to see it. Guess she forgot that in a mere glance his eyes take in more then another persons would. He smirked and looked at her his deep blue eyes shining slightly thanks to a small reflection of light from a car parked in the condo driveway. "Oh I see plenty. I just see nothing out of the ordinary on your appealing self." He said simply and straight forward enough of purpose that she may nor of caught that he called her pretty. His attention followed hers slightly seeing the others around the yard. He noticed Jack and Kerrigan. Seemed that Jack even the most unlucky of got luck sometime. Looks like they bigman played the field enough and finally found someone interested. Though seeing that this was Xavier's institute residents really there was no going wrong. Pretty much every girl in the school would make even the most beautiful model or actress green with envy. Huh seems like colors were especially vivid this morning. Strange since it isn't as if the pollution level or other atmospheric conditions warranted such a change. Not that he was a meteorologist or anything. But he just chalked it up to that feeling of strangeness he had been feeling. It was just that he could swear the red in Kerrigan's hair was much more vibrant and eye catching then before. Either that or the scent of attraction those two were giving off was causing her to whats the word appear more appealing to her potential mate. Not that he thought the meat head would catch something like that. Huh it was odd he sure was annoyed with the big man but he didn't really think ill of him. Even through that little thought his outward appearance showed no signs of what he was thinking. Only just the slight smile he has had from talking with Cissa since she wasn't fighting him about it anymore. His attention was easily drawn back to Cissa when she spoke moved her hear head away from his hand. "I know what you mean I feel strange as well. Though I am not really sure what it is." Huh that was odd in it self. Gideon certainly wasn't one that admitted feeling anything that wasn't typical for himself. "Well other then your natural vibrant self I don't see your powers leaking through the surface." He said as he watched her stare at his and seemed rather fixated as she traced her fingers over his knuckles with a distant look. Huh the omega's leader must be feeling comfortable around him to let her guard down around a non certain omegas. It wasn't long but her distant look faded. His eyes never left hers as she was distant. He noticed the frown and her body tense slightly. Her eyes began to shine a bit more. sure sign that her powers were leaking to her surface and her mood was shifting to anger. "It happens triggers to memories we would rather forget can happen anytime over the littlest reminder of it." He said simply from experience. Certain sounds or sights did the same with him from time to time. "You are getting better it's just not going to happen over night just takes time." I guess he was the most omega like of the Alpha's in a sense maybe it was that which was allowing her to be so open. He laughed lightly as she shifted the focus. "Every time." He said holding out his opposite hand and letting the claws slide out partially before retracting them. The skin sealing over almost instantly and thanks to doing it slowly a small drop of blood could be seen between the fingers just under where the claws came out. "I may heal and am tolerant of the pain but I feel every shot every cut, burn what have you my body receives. Just the healing prevents my body from going into shock as easily as a normal person. It would take quite a bit for that to happen even then it wouldn't last that long as the nerves and such regenerate." "What about you? Does it ever hurt having that kind of energy just bubbling beneath the surface?"
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Posted: Tue Aug 17, 2010 8:01 am
Alpha - Catalina - Waffles!  Raine's smile only widened as he friend showed excitement at the prospect of waffles, giving a slight mock salute as Sophia suggested that she take care of breakfast, while she went to tidy up the room. It was a simple arrangement, and one that was just fine with the firefly. She chuckled when Sophia explained that she should never be left alone in the kitchen except to make cookies, the sound of which made Raine's mouth water. Cookies. Now that was something to eat for breakfast on a perfect day like today. " Well, if I'm making waffles, I expect some of those cookies sometime soon. That'll take care of both our hankerings for chocolate. Sweet, delicious chocolate," she said with a grin, imagining the taste of chocolate chip cookies tantalizing her taste buds. Her eyes swept across the room as her roomie headed to the dresser and started pulling things out that she could wear. There seemed to be nothing that struck her fancy a** he simply put the clothes back into the drawers without donning them, Raine shaking her head slightly. It was adorable - anything that she held up to her would look ravishing -- it seemed that Sophia was one of this girls that could wear anything and look just fine. " Well, you do what you have to do, and I will be back with 'le petite breaky' in just a few minutes." Raine's eyes lingered on her friend as she started to make the beds, the brunette slowly making her way towards the doorframe. She spared one glance backwards before disappearing into the hallways, humming a song softly to herself as she made her way towards the kitchen. As she approached, she heard the sound of multiple people going about their morning activities, a soft frown forming on the corners of her lips. There better be enough room and ingredients to make those waffles for Sophia. Emerging into the kitchen, the firefly did not make eye contact with anything, instead just wishing that they would all just go away. The only person that even drew the smallest amount of her attention was Christian, though she said nothing to him. Raine busied herself with mixing the batter, rummaging around in some of the cabinets until she pulled out a waffle iron. Plugging it in, she began to slice the strawberries, still deliberately ignoring those around her. If they said anything to her, she would dignify them with a short response, but it was clear that the normally social brunette clearly just wanted to be left alone. Pouring the batter into the waffle maker, the longest part of it all was waiting for each waffle to be finished, the electric mutant gently placing each one on a plate gently, arranging them to be the most pleasing. Powdered sugar was the final touch, sliced strawberries to be added at Sophia's pleasure. Just smelling the waffles was enough to almost drive her crazy. She couldn't wait to get back to the room and sink her teeth into one of these waffles. She wasn't kidding when she said that her family made the best waffles - they were heaven in a breakfast food.
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Posted: Tue Aug 17, 2010 2:43 pm
Alpha - F*ck you, F*ck this, F*ck everybody here. Eli stared Bella down. "F*ck you Bella, f*ck you, thining you're so perfect f*ck you. I HATE YOU!" He yelled and turned around putting his headphones in and listened to 'Entertainment' by Rise Against as loud as he could. He was so enveloped with anger, he didn't know what to do about it and just threw his hands in the air, the lights in the room shuttered and one of them blew out, what they couldn't see is he made a mess and tore up the copper wiring in the walls and cieling. Hopefully no one was directly above them, or else they'd be sitting in the dark.
Eli didn't know what it was, but every thing pissed him off. "Stupid b*tch, telling me what to f*cking do.." Eli muttered, continuing to hover on his board towards the front door. He twisted his wrist and the doorknob turned and he continued his way out. The pain in his continued to grow, the pulsing and pounding in his head forcing pressure and irritation onto him.
"F*cking sl*t giving me a headache..." He said sitting down on the porch and just leaned his head back and closed his eyes listening to the waves crashing the sea gulls caw.
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Posted: Tue Aug 17, 2010 3:02 pm
Omega: Catalina - Tantalizing Touch  He was right about one thing. Going into town just did not sound like a good idea. She much preferred the thought of them staying in the condo, getting to know each other. In fact, she relished the thought. A whole day with him. It would be magical. More than magical. Was there a word for something that amazing? Fantabulous? That was something she would have to consider later. Right now, she saw him approaching her, agreeing to help her stretch out. The way he popped his knuckles in preparation was uber-masculine, the redhead knowing that she was in strong hands with him. He could easily break her, as she had experienced the other night, but she had every confidence that he wouldn't do anything to hurt her. Ever. He was her gentle giant. All he asked was that she trust him, which seemed a lot easier to do when she was already on her back, craving his touch once more. She wanted to feel that tingle she experienced before, when he slid his arm about her waist. It was intoxicating, and she had to get that feeling back. " I trust you, just be gentle," she said softly, not sure if he realized just how rare it was for her to place this much trust in someone. She felt like she was safe with him -- felt vulnerable but trusting in a way that was strange to her. His mischievous smile caused her to momentarily question herself, though the moment her eyes locked into his, she felt relaxed once more. She felt his hands work at her shoe, then her sock, Kerrigan suddenly quite conscious that her care foot was close to his head. She hoped that her feet did not smell, though their "run" wasn't nearly enough to make her sweat like she normally would. Instinctively, she started to raise onto her elbows, though he pre-empted her with a request to humor him. His hands closed around her leg a moment after, the warmth causing her to relax back again, eyes closing. Her leg bent back till her knee was touching her chest, the stretching of the muscles pleasant. She felt his weight starting to release her once more, swallowing the desire to pout slightly. He continued to work, however, and that made her smile. He worked through the knots on her legs, the redhead releasing a soft moan a few times when he hit a particularly good spot. None of the noises she made suggested she was in pain, even when he stretched her leg and hip, her right leg feeling better than she could remember in a long time by the time he was done. A soft laugh escaped her as she felt him starting to move to the other leg, her arms stretching out above her head once more, elongating her torso. " I'd never guess you were such a good masseuse,," she said softly, another chuckle escaping her. Really, he was so large she never would have thought he could possess the tender, gentle touch that worked through her knots at the moment. Her eyes searched over his face to see if he was fighting the urge to jump her as much as she was fighting the urge to tackle him right here and now. Glancing upwards, she caught sight of Gideon and Narcissa on the porch, not too far away, glancing at them. The smile on her face changed to one of slight annoyance, not happy with the fact that they were being watched. Especially by those two. As Jack pressed her left knee against her chest as he had done before, the redhead turned her attention back to him, exhaling slowly. " We've got an audience…maybe this isn't the right place." Her hand slipped on top of his, sliding it up along her leg so she could sit up, facing him. Her face was flushed from the contact, breathing slightly accelerated as she looked over him, fighting every instinct to throw herself on top of him and see where it all went. None of this felt like her, but at the same time it all felt so natural she couldn't hardly stand the thought of prolonging whatever was going to occur between them any longer. Tucking her legs under her, Kerrigan pushed herself to her knees, running her fingers back through the hair that fell into her face. For a moment she just looked at Jack, almost as if she was internally debating with herself. Seeming to come to a conclusion, the redhead moved forwards, closing the already small gap between them, her lips parting ever so slightly as she reached out, her hand finding his bare chest. The urge was there - how much longer was she going to be able to fight it? Her hand slipped up his chest, closing over his shoulder as her lips drew closer to his, eyes closing. This was it. This was the moment. Her lips brushed against his for an instant when a deep growl came from her stomach, causing the redhead to instantly draw back. It was an internal struggle between two basic instincts - hunger and companionship. Why not have both? Green eyes locked into his once more, her hand slipping back down to his chest once more, innocently tracing the muscles as her gaze lowered. She was still acutely aware that they were in the open, and those on the porch would be getting quite the show if she wasn't able to contain herself. " So…what do you say to moving this inside? You bring breakfast and I'll bring the entertainment?" There was a soft twinkle in her eyes as she glanced at him once more, hair falling over her shoulders as she gently tilted her head to the side, waiting for his response. She couldn't let him out of her sight, wouldn't even entertain the idea of him eating breakfast with someone else. If keeping him in seclusion all day was the only way she could keep him to herself, well, so be it. He could at least bring the food though. No one wanted Kerrigan in the kitchen.
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Posted: Tue Aug 17, 2010 11:00 pm
ALPHA Time for a change of scenery
Wilbur hadn't expected Eli to freak out as he did. He wasn't used to people being mad at him, much less one of his friends. He almost wanted to cry; he couldn't stand being this emotional, he didn't like it.
It took him all of but a second to get over it as Bella ricocheted the bb's in any and all directions. One got him on his bare back. Pain. When it was all over, Wilbur was thoroughly frightened of Eli.
"Ooh. I'll play your nice." Wilbur got up and sat down in the empty seat next to Bella, trying to sound extremely sexy. But once again, and this time worse, Eli flipped a gasket. Wilbur could handle this no longer. "What the hell is your problem? I do not like you anymore. We are not friends and don't call me!" Wilbur stormed out of the room and up the stairs. It was a hard decision to leave Bella, whom he was sure he was about to win over, but that kind of sailor tongue was a total mood killer. He had to relocate, fast.
Find Leion. That's the thought that ran through Wilbur's head as he stepped up the stairs, away from the Hulk-in-training. Now where did that kid go off to? It wasn't hard to tell by the crying. He'd kicked in a few doors trying to find him because it was hard to pinpoint in his current state, but he found him. Leion was crying like a baby on his bed. Wilbur had very strong paternal instincts, amplified now with whatever it was that was happening to him.
Wilbur pulled up a chair and sat down with his chin in his hands.
"What's up, buddy? You kind of ran away back there. And now you're crying. Don't give me that crap about there's something in your eye. I'm no fool!" He laughed, "Is it about last night?" Wilbur was testing some uncharted waters and he wasn't sure where he was headed with this, but he saw his friend in need, and he sure as hell wasn't going back downstairs.
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Posted: Wed Aug 18, 2010 1:01 am
 Omega: Things are getting A Tinge HeatedJacen just raised his eyebrows at ‘the bird’ unceremoniously shown, turning back to the TV as Wilbur decided to trip out over Christian’s name. He stuck his tongue out at the boy as he left, snuggling up next to Bella. “I’m more homo for you than he is, it’s truuuue.” He said, nodding altogether to quickly for normal person. “And you smell nice.” The mutant added for good measure, watching the grape sail toward Eli in the corner of his eye. And watching Eli go ape-s**t over it. “Whoa, man; Filemu [Peace], let’s all just calm it down a couple notches.” He said, looking at both the crack in the ceiling and the marks on the wall from the deflected BBs. What a jerk. Ruining the fun times. He looked over to Molly, “Don’t mind the babby, he just needs his diaper changed.” he said with a wink. Was it just him or had all the girls in this place gotten immensely hotter? If he wasn’t already Snuggie©-d in with the songbird… And then he almost simultaneously wet his Snuggie© and jumped onto the ceiling as Bella gave her demon snarl, no doubt she would notice the start he gave. He was kinda a frady-cat like that. But the surprise was gone as she started singing what had to be the best song ever. The beat was just so catchy, how can you not love it? Except for Eli. He was just a spoiled sport who needed his mouth washed out with soap. “Hey, you don’t talk to her like that. She’s a nice lady!” Jacen growled, sitting up, the Siren’s spell evidently amped up by the KILLJOY in the air. It made him calm on the outside, while he went over the different ways he could throw this… tama [child] across the ocean to H.B. in his head. “I can beat him up if you want.” Jacen said, a smile on his face while his words were laced with venom. “Calling you names…”
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Posted: Wed Aug 18, 2010 8:16 am
♦♠♦ ⌠Ω+M+ε+G+α⌡- M-My. . . My Beef Jeeeeeerkyyy ;__; ♠♦♠  In the middle of his crying fit, Wilbur entered the room and pulled a chair up next to him. When he asked if it was about last night and told him not to make some excuse about something in his eye. . . Why would Leion fake not crying? Leion showed his emotions just fine, then again Wilbur was new and didn't really know much about anyone. Leion looked up at Wilbur with his sopping wet eyes still a fluorescent yellow, "M-my . . . My Be-Beef Jeeeeerk-kyyyyy~" he cried between sobs and intakes of breath. He couldn't currently remember anything about last night as he was too distressed about the fact that he did not happen to have a secret stash of beef jerky at the bottom of his bag. His extremely watery eyes could barely make out Wilbur's form let alone how he was sitting. Leion was siting somewhat like a scolded dog as he continued to cry about his nonexistant beef jerky. In his distressed state he was hardly in control of his powers, and small beads of yellow energy were forming all over his skin and falling down to the ground disappearing in small splashes like water how his glow-sticks used to. At this point there weren't many things Wilbur could do at this point besides distracting him with something in equal importance to Beef Jerky or let Leion cry himself out.
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Posted: Thu Aug 19, 2010 1:55 am
 First Floor Bedroom - What? One moment, the world was starting to get really rather unfocused (probably cause she had put so much attention into staring at only one face) and the next there was yelling. Something squeezed at her at the voice, telling her that something bad was going to happen. Or was it that something bad had already happened? She was forgetting something but whaa--
The redhead looked as though she were in complete and utter concentration as she realized that Peta was rolling her over. And that he was gone. She'd almost whimpered at the loss of the heat and the feeling of the texture of skin to skin. It hadn't been too much, considering the fact that she was still technically fully dress. But it had been nice. Something she never did by her own choice...was that why she liked it so much?
A sense of panic started to fill her as Antonio dived at Peta. She...vaguely...hadn't this happened before? No...darker skin...Mason...but...not for something like this. Right? Shandra's eyes closed as she tried to remember, but honestly she didn't want to. She wanted Peta's warmth back...or rather, she just wanted to be warm again. Why did she feel so cold? Why did she feel so alone?
She started to tuck her legs up towards her chest, crushing herself for the moment as she wrapped her arms around her knees. Watching these two...Peta and Antonio didn't feel right. Warmth started to seep up into her eyes as she listened as Peta shot heated words towards Antonio. Why did everyone always have to fight?
'Stop it...stop it...' She tossed her head back and forth as she blinked at the warmth that was overcoming her eyes. "Stop it..."
The last one she didn't even realize she had said aloud till it was too late. Oh well, too late to take it back now.
She couldn't even really remember why they were fighting. But what did it matter? It must have been a stupid reason if she couldn't even remember it...
Right?
She blinked, her pale hand coming up to her cheek as she felt something different. She brought it back, her finger was wet. Was she...crying? Why was she crying? Her hand almost fell down as if she'd been surprised, her face suddenly going blank as though she had to reload. She was crying...but she'd stopped a moment ago. Why had she been crying?
They'd made her cry...
She looked between Peta and Antonio.
"What...did you want Antonio?"
Hmm...her voice sounded funny. Shandra's lips twitched up as she almost giggled at herself. Her voice sounded really funny to her - rough almost, like she'd used it to much without the pain sound behind it at all.
"Why are you mad at him Antonio?" She didn't move as she looked at him almost curiously and then looked to Peta. "And why are you mad at Antonio?"
As far as she knew...there was nothing for either of them to be mad at...Right now all she wanted was to feel warm again...oh, and maybe that bacon...
"Hmm...bacon in bed..."
Had that just slipped from her mouth?
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