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 Posted: Wed Jun 16, 2010 10:35 am
Seth
"Why not? You just said let you be the good little servant demon. Do you really want to be a servant? Is that how you want to spend the rest of you existence, servant to humans. I know you were bound because of you wickedness, but really you can change." Seth got off the bike, his hands straightening her shirt as he got off.
"You act like you don't care, you act like we, no I am a nuisance. Have I been a nuisance, have I restricted in other way beside not getting me in trouble. You've had free reign from the first day. I ask if you want to tag along and you do, you don't have to." Seth had been pacing, but now closed the gap between them his hands rising to her face.
"Is it so hard to just give in to your emotions? They are there, your eyes show them to me. You gave me a push to try and show mine to a girl that I though I had a crush on, turns out I'm like every guy deep down and just wanted to ******** her, but you are different. I don't care about the physical part, but every time you are out of sight it hurts. I just want to be around you with you. Stroke you hair, touch your skin. What is so wrong with that?" Seth let go of her, his hands had never made it to her face and he slid her back with little resistance. He slipped on the seat and kicked the bike into life.
"You know what I said this morning, you heard me, you just don't want to believe it, but it is true." Seth shifted, released the clutch and the back tire spent ten seconds trying to catch the road before the massive bike shot forward again. From her earlier words he was sure he knew where the club was.
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Posted: Wed Jun 16, 2010 7:01 pm
Libby
Libby watched as Seth began his rant. For every one of his questions, an answer popped up instantly but she did not have the strength to give him a rebuttal at those points. When he sat in front and started the bike, her arms wrapped lightly around his waist and she nuzzled his back weakly as they resumed movement.
"Of course, I don't want to be a servant. I can't change, Seth. I won't." The grip of her arms tightened tremendously but again, the bracelet restricted what damage she could do to the wearer. This time, her force was matched by a invisible band that would probably keep him from feeling any changes in pressure. She closed her eyes and after a few minutes, loosened her hold, giving the band no more reason to resist her. "I don't care. I don't want to care but no, you have not been a nuisance. Like all my other masters, you've just been another thing to get through, get over." Then, the tears came as she forced herself to respond to the last bit of his little speech.
"What is wrong about that is that I don't feel the same way. I can't. I don't love you. If that bracelet did not exist, you would just be another name on a forgotten list of victims." The demon wiped her still closed eyes with one hand before putting it back in the other. "I believe that you feel that way but I can't. I won't." Her hands pulled even further at his sides, squeezing him slightly but nothing like the previous one. "You asked me to come back."
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Posted: Thu Jun 17, 2010 7:18 am
Seth
Seth listened to her mumble and had no idea she tried to squeeze him as hard as she did. As she finished her own bit he wanted to die, but hid that emotion under his constant joy of riding. Seth down shifted and pushed the engine to the highest revs possible. He cut the lanes and blew past between two side by side trucks, there was just inches of clearance and the massive sound of their horns deafened him as he past the cabs. Seth started riding more recklessly passing cars as close as he could get to them and braking at the last second. Seth was trying to unnerve her as best he could. Not as a death wish, just to get his own frustration out.
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Posted: Fri Jun 18, 2010 12:42 pm
Lillian "Lilly" Uckelman
Lilly shrugged, and ate her food contently. When she was finished, she rinsed both plates off in the sink, and added them to the pile that she was supposed to clean.
"I prefer Rushkin, myself. Vincent Rushkin. He does contemporary art. He is..."
Lilly sighed happily.
Aimee Lynne Cox
"Yeah, give me a minute!"
Exactly three and a half minutes later, she opened the door and edged out past Vincent. Aimee was wearing a little mini skirt that showed a hint of her panties when she moved too quickly and a loosely shifting, backless shirt. Of course, they all matched: Aimee was a picture of green. Lilly made cat-calls from the kitchenette, making Aimee blush lightly.
"Looking hot, Aimee."
Lilly skipped past them all and into her room, not bothering to close her door. Vincent wasn't even in view of her door and Aimee had seen her naked more times then Lilly had phalanges. She changed quickly and efficiently, coming back out in less then five minutes; Lilly was clad in all black, in a more or less identical outfit to Aimee's. She grinned and gave a little twirl, bringing her own mini-skirt high up on her waist.
"Well?"
Aimee grinned.
"Very nice, Lillie-pad. Golly, Vincent, aren't you ready yet? We're going to be late."
She smiled and gave him a playful wink.
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Posted: Fri Jun 18, 2010 2:51 pm
Libby
Libby was preoccupied with calming her nerves and just took the vast increase in speed as nothing out of the ordinary. However, by the second shout of noisy horns, she raised her head and looked around them. Seth was driving into another car but broke off like a second before any collision could happen.
"What the hell are you doing?" she asked, hitting his arm - not hard enough so that the bracelet would let him feel it. Another reckless stunt and the demon was searching for a way to stop him. "I'm sorry that I don't feel the same way but you're going to have to do better than this for your payback."
She could not use the downer on him but the more confident part would work wonders on the next driver or drivers that he pissed off. Within seconds, they were followed by an angered man who thought he had what it took to give this reckless motorbike kid back what he had served. The demon smirked as the sedan followed them. "Now, the man behind us is drunk on my powers, a bit too everything for his own good, and he will ram us from behind eventually if you continue driving like this. I mean, I can take a hit and you're safe by default. I wonder about Raith."
It was a dirty and cheap shot but she had to stop him somehow.
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Posted: Fri Jun 18, 2010 3:29 pm
Vincent
Vincent chuckled and ran his fingers through his hair to keep his mind off their outfits. Black, so he would go with white, opposites look better most of the time.
"Alright, alright. Give me a second." He scooted into Aimee's room and imagined the perfect suit, white, on white on white. His clothes shifted and he walked around for another minute to take longer than his changing really took. When he exited his hair was a tad longer, but you'd never tell unless you knew how long it was to begin with. He was wearing a loose three piece suit and it was in all white. He produced identical black necklace boxes.
"Saw these earlier today before I went to the pool. Though about you two and decided to grab them." The reality was he had always had them, two sets of very rare jewels inset on white gold chains.
"Now the problem is who gets what." He opened both boxes and in one was a pink ten karat diamond with seven white diamonds around it, the other had a ten karat white diamonds with seven pink diamonds around it.
"So who wants the big pink and who wants the big white?" The two necklaces could have bought enough expensive cars to drive a different one to work everyday for half a year.
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Posted: Fri Jun 18, 2010 3:36 pm
Seth
Low blow Libby, but you still think your power can augment a driver's ability. Well it probably could, he was still a excellent rider himself. He timed his trailer's attempt to the second and pulled the front brake hard, the front tire stuttered, but it had the effect he wanted, as he stood on the riding pegs and leaned forward. Raithsburn weighed almost as much as a Fatboy Harley, but had bigger brakes, a bigger engine and better tires. The whole back end of the bike lifted off the pavement and where the driver and sedan should have there was nothing but air. He slammed on his brakes and Raiths a** end slammed into the hood of the Audi.
"I may have taught you how to ride Libs, but I didn't teach you everything." The tire squealed on the hood of the car and shot forward again with a thump as it left sheet metal and hit pavement. He took the next exit into the new town and slowed a bit as his minor anger cooled off.
"Gonna have to try harder to get me to stop. Thought you'd care at least about a gift I gave you." Now he was swinging below the belt. The loud thumping of bass and the high pitch of the synth overpowered the noise of Raiths engine as they pulled up at the club. The party was in full swing.
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Posted: Fri Jun 18, 2010 4:16 pm
Aimee Lynne Cox
Aimee grinned at Vincent and Lilly clapped her hands like a little school girl when they saw the two necklaces. The friends glanced at each other and then back at Vincent; there would be no competition, of course. Lilly had her preferences and Aimee had her own. Lilly reached for the "big pink" necklace and Aimee for the "big white" one; Lilly giggled again.
"Thanks!"
"Will you help me put mine on?"
She didn't wait for an answer, but merely turned and lifted her long hair away from her slender neck. Aimee didn't have many weakness in life, but a pretty piece of shiny was her Achilles Heel.
"Hey, Lilly, do you think that Christy will let us borrow her car? Vincent said that the club, Glamour or something like that, is two hours away, drive time."
Lilly looked thoughtful as she hooked the pink diamond necklace around her own neck.
"It wouldn't hurt to ask, at least. If she's in. You know how she is with the boys. And girls."
She giggled, since she had the same basic ideal about dating and seeing the locals and what not. Aimee only rolled her eyes. She has no shame.
"What about Seth? The quiet boy down the hall? I heard he had wheels."
Lilly shook her head.
"He does, but its a motor cycle. Well, several, anyway."
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Posted: Fri Jun 18, 2010 4:46 pm
Libby
Honestly, she was not expecting that. Libby's clutch on Seth tightened as they leaned forward for a second before letting go onto the car behind them. She winced on impact but stuck it out as they drove ahead to the club. Nothing came out of her mouth as he took his own low shot at her.
"Whatever," she mumbled, slipping off the bike before he stopped it, "I care in the sense that I'm happy that I got you to feel better about yourself. It means that I'm doing my job right where you are concerned." The demon strode away from him and entered the hectic crowd by herself. With her senses heightened, Libby began searching out for her victim of the night. Of course, she used the word loosely.
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Posted: Sat Jun 19, 2010 4:52 pm
Vincent
Vincent draped the necklace over Aimee's neck and clipped at the perfect height, just above her cleavage, using a water molecule above her as his mirror. He then switched to Lilly and did the same. As they talked about getting wheels and what not he grinned delighted. They had no idea what was waiting outside for them.
"Lilly didn't I say I had my PhD. You think I payed for these with a teachers salary or traveled where have on the same. We'll be going to Glazed in style. I have a the only Porsche Panamera Limo in the world at out disposal tonight. Thinking about buying a regular one myself. So don't worry about wheels." Vincent finished with Lilly's and then examined them both from the front. Drop dead gorgeous the two of them.
"Alright ladies, let's get a move on, don't want to miss the best parts of the night. Oh either of you have an early class?"
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Posted: Sat Jun 19, 2010 4:57 pm
Seth
Seth waltzed past the bouncer who tried to stop him, but a don't ******** with me glare stopped the bouncer. It was easy, cause Seth was still a little ticked. He didn't search for Libby, but made a beeline for the bar, ordered a water, and picked the first girl at the bar to flirt with, or at least try to. They ended up on the floor dancing to the clearly pop remixed songs. The treble was to high and Seth thought his ears would bleed. She slipped him her number as the third song came down and Seth was back on the bar, this time nursing a sifter of scotch.
((Alright Nams and Izzy. I believe Vincent and the girls should time skip it out to the club. I think Libs and Seth are what two hours ahead anyways. That puts us all on the same page. Oh and I don't know where Dani went.))
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Posted: Sat Jun 19, 2010 6:34 pm
Aimee Lynne Cox
[I'll do the TS, if you want.]
Aimee shook her head.
"My earliest class is at 1100."
"And mine's at 1300. Tuesdays and Thursdays are the only two days that our core classes differ."
Aimee and Lily knew a little less then nothing about cars but they knew enough to look awed from the solemn way Vincent rattled off the model of the limo. They followed him down to the car awaiting them and climbed in, chatting to themselves in low voices excitedly. Two hours later, they were climbing back out of the car; the ride had been remarkably uneventfully, except for the fact that Vincent had attempted (and succeeded) in discreetly groping Aimee through her loose shirt. Both woman of course pretended it hadn't happened and continued on with whatever it was they had been talking about. Even though they were outside of the club's thick walls, Aimee could still the lyrics of the song being thumped out inside.
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Posted: Sat Jun 19, 2010 7:49 pm
Libby
Libby's eyes had been on Seth for the entire time since he had managed to get by the bouncer fairly quickly. He was not enjoying himself. Who would? His heart was just handed back to him, a bit more bruised than how it was before the transaction took place. Libby was situated in a booth, that was parallel to her charge's stool, and surrounded by a horde of men and their belittled girlfriends. Her powers could not alter the appearance of her clothes but the sundress and tights made themselves work favourably. Men were worshipping her basically and competing at that while their supposed lovers cowered in awe.
"I need a drink," she shouted over the background music - pop, of all things. One man offered to retrieve it and she let him. Something other than Seth was unsettling her at this point. The space seemed more crowded even though the walls were not only housing wall flowers but dancers as well. The demon tried to shake the feeling and continued to lay around with her group of bewitched fools. It was simply for show and a good one at that.
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Posted: Sat Jun 19, 2010 8:39 pm
Vincent
There was line at the entrance to the club, Vincent waltzed past this line with either girl on an arm. When the bouncer stopped them and began to consult a list Vincent tapped him on his broad shoulder and handed him a bag. The guard opened the bag and scoffed. Maybe gold had been the wrong thing, but Vincent pulled one of the coins out, took a pen from the clipboard and wrote a figure on the paper. Then indicated that one of the coins equaled that figure. The bouncer took the coin back and opened the door.
"You to were worried. Funny. I don't like handing out cash, to easy to misplace. The weight of doubloons is easy to miss." He was whispering in Aimee's ear, but as soon as they entered the club his attention was drawn to something else. Power. It was radiating throughout the place. He couldn't pinpoint it, the music was making the vibrations of power distort. Only humans could invent something that could throw off his sense.
"How bout you two find a booth, or table and I'll get something good for us to drink. Martini's?" He didn't wait. He sidled up to the bar next to Seth, ordered three Vodka Martini's and then looked left at the long haired student.
"Any luck with the ladies tonight?" Vincent's eyes slid past Seth's visage and met with red eyes, glowing in his own vision. Well, well she is here. Who is her charge?
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Posted: Sat Jun 19, 2010 8:46 pm
Seth
Seth had felt her eyes on his back since he had sat down to drink his scotch. He was on his second sifter of the amber liquor. This was officially the second most he had drunk and was quickly escalating to the most. When the blond surfer looking dude in the white suit sidled up and order his drinks it gave Seth something else to think about, but his first response was straight from the forefront his original thoughts.
"Other than having my heart stamped on, yeah the pickings are good for us, especially when you rode up here on a bike that is on the eight o'clock news for doing crazy stunts of the interstate." Seth chuckled and noticed the Aimee and Lilly sitting down at a booth.
"Saw you come in with them two, either of them free, cause I really don't wanna try with a hussie, and then be alone with just her. Some testosterone would help." Hopefully this guy could take a little pity on him and say yes.
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