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 Posted: Mon Jan 31, 2011 9:02 pm
He couldn't help but give her a coy smile when she made the comment of his innocence. What innocence? Did she even know who she was talking to? He chuckled a little, more thoughts running through his head. "Steal away, it's my pleasure." He winked at her and savored one of the short moments where they weren't figuratively at each other's throat. It was relaxing and kind of nice to just hold her, and have her breathe some of that precious air into his inflating ego.
Xeiro couldn't quite find the words to say in response to any of this, so he smiled. He had a great smile, a sexy smile. Everything he did was sexy. Oh, wait. Something else needed attention now. "I'm glad you took me away from work today, Bela." It wasn't much, but he thought he sounded like Bela, my love, I'm so glad to spend all of my time with you. I 'm glad that you decided to grace me with your time today. You have no idea how happy being with you makes me. I think I love you. But, a manly man like him would NEVER speak any of that.
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Posted: Tue Feb 01, 2011 1:36 pm
A playful smile looked up to meet him, which grew even wider at his first comment. 'Mine, too.' she wanted to say, her eyes taking a bit of a dark look to them and saying it for her, instead. ********, she hated herself for being able to be played by Xeiro so easily! She mentally scolded herself, repeatedly. And even more so, when she was, again, tempted by his smile. Holy s**t, she was turning into a pushover! An... an Alice, who pretty much went for the first sob story she heard. Of course, Bela secretly looked up to her boss, for said reason. One of many.
And then, that. It wasn't anything important, what he said. But his tone, it sounded so... so... intimate. And, for some reason, this made her feel elated, but at the same time, it scared her. Bela made herself avoid the mental gymnastics that would soon follow something like that. In simple words, she back-tracked. Letting out a breath she was holding, "I'm glad I did, too, hotshot." she replied smugly, raising her eyebrow; looking quite pleased with herself.
"You really have no idea how ugly my week has been, I really needed to--" see you! "Get some fresh air and have a good time!" she grinned, her eyes unreadable. Bela refrained from saying anything more, it'd just compromise her. Xeiro couldn't know she hasn't been with pretty much anybody lately, aside from himself. It's not like she was his girlfriend, or anything... no, she never agreed to anything like that! That would end up badly. Relationships within themselves were harmful, someone always got hurt. Yet, even though this is a date of sorts, Bela couldn't accept it. They were just two attractive people, who knew how to have fun! And she'd be damned if she ended up getting hurt!
Acid rain, that's what he was. Not what she's used to. Xeiro showered over her like acid rain and Bela welcomed it, like the greedy b***h that she was.
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Posted: Tue Feb 01, 2011 8:49 pm
Xeiro sat her down onto the sandy ground below, hotshot? That was truly funny. He knew he was all that, but it just felt amazing for someone to tell him. Especially when that someone was as hot as Bela. He gave her a smirk and pulled his arms up and flexed, "So, Belaaaaa." He dropped them and placed one around her. He had only just let her down and already needed his hands back on her. He let his voice trail off in a purring way.
He kept a dumb smirk on his face and continued with what he really wanted, "It's getting kind of late, and I better get you home safe. Maybe take care of some innocence?" He growled and nibbled gently on her neck with a chuckle. What could he say? She drove him absolutely wild, and this entire situation was progressively getting more awkward by the second.
Xiero awaited her response and continued kissing her neck gently and adding a few nibbles, hoping to make her crave him as much as he was craving her.
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Posted: Wed Feb 02, 2011 9:02 am
Late? It's not late at-- Ohhhhh...! Bela thought, catching on once he mentioned his 'innocence' that she had insinuated earlier. She was wrong, Xeiro had no innocence. Once seeing him lean in toward her neck and feeling his lips on her, she let out a pleasurable sigh. Pleased with how this was going, she lifted a hand to the back of his head and the other to the back of his neck. Tilting her head to the opposite side of him, exposing even more of her neck and jawline for him to tease. Loving Liking Reluctantly appreciating Hating how he made all the butterflies in her stomach flutter in expectation as to whatever he was going to do or say next.
Bela chuckled huskily, just enjoying it a moment. "Please," she breathed, "I've been dying to get you out of your clothes since we were back at the Bakery." she drawled, but it was mainly so her voice wouldn't crack when she spoke. She would never hear the end of that, kinda like how Keith would never hear the end of his failed quasi-rape attempt. She turned her head enough to catch his earlobe between her teeth, biting him playfully and giving a light tug. She wasn't as gentle as he was, most of the time. "Besides, someone owes me a thorough licking, if I remember correctly." she teased once she released him from her toothy vice, leaning back and giving him that winning grin; the bitchy one. Motioning back with her head to where his car was, 'let's get out of here' her eyes said. Mischief and dark promises dancing about in them, clear as day for anyone to see.
(You can exit them now if you like, or whatever. I'm terrible at good exits. xD)
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Posted: Thu Feb 03, 2011 1:29 pm
Oh, the licking. He had all sorts of crazy thoughts at the mentioning of that. "I think you're right, Ms. James." He chuckled and grabbed her arm to practically drag her all the way to the car, obviously extremely excited. He opened her door and ran around to the other side of the car and jumped in. He started the car quickly and waited, rather impatiently for her to get everything situated. Once his trophy was fastened and seemingly comfortable, he sped off to her apartment.
{Exit Xeiro & Bela}
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Posted: Sat Feb 19, 2011 8:36 pm
"Fraulien.." Hans said, the storm was worse here at the Beach. Waves crashed onto the sand and pelted the rocks. The wind was terrible and the rain wouldnt end. "I dont not zt'ink zt'is ist right!" Hans yelled above the wind. "Do you not remember die vay back to your hause?" Hans questioned as he turned to the girl. "Vhat ist it near? I ztink i can find ist if ist near someztingt." Hans said to her, they both were going to end up sicker than dogs if he didnt find the girls home. And he didnt exactly want to take her to his home. One.. having an underage child in his house.. well it just called up too many questions.. storm or not. And two what if she was allergic to dogs. Three her parents would be worried sick!
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Posted: Sat Feb 19, 2011 9:06 pm
 The Reality ◑ The Delusion -
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- The direction was clear and Emery was certain, the beach! Though, the beach looked much different today. The ocean swelled into enormous waves that crashed loudly against the shores, it looked as though the ocean was crawling onto land as it ate the sand in its path. Poor sand, she liked yellow grain that could be molded into fun shapes. At the moment, Emery's hair whipped about in the winds, at least the parts that weren't soaked enough to get weighed down. It crossed her line of vision repeatedly and made it difficult to spot what she had come for. Had the ocean eaten all the shells up? Why was the water so angry today? Her dream of getting a shell crushed, Emery was forced to face what was happening around her. Her thin makeshift gown was getting soaked and glued to her body, her hair was dripping, and she was just plain cold. No shell, wet, and feeling frozen, Emery was quite sad.
She looked at the man, her eyes filled with the disappointment of the situation in the form of tear filled eyes. ”I don't know,” She whined, dropping the poppies onto the ground as she reached up to wipe some of the loose tears from her eyes. ”I'm cold..”
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Posted: Sat Feb 19, 2011 9:10 pm
"Nein.. dont.. ach.. Gott im Himmel." Hans sighed he approached the girl slowly and wrapped her up in a big bear hug, bending slightly to bring himself to her level. "Kome.. follow mich vill gibt you somevhere safe, until die storm blows over." Hans said gently as he led the girl hand in hand this time towards the General store. Hey he knew the Twins there, it was safe and bound to be open. And he knew the way.
-To the General store.-
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Posted: Thu Apr 14, 2011 8:41 pm
The wind just had to pick up at that moment in time, didn't it? Bela's hair was, thankfully, up in a simple ponytail. She really wasn't up to making herself look all cute or sexy, in fact, she wanted to be a normal everywoman. Or, at least, pass off as one. Sure, she'll admit she touched her make-up a little, but it was mostly to just not look completely plain and ordinary. Unlike the Career Week thing, she actually had to do some work for this, it seemed. Damn that Xeiro, especially if he thinks this is some sort of pseudo foreplay.
Well, he's got a surprise coming, too! She WORE her heels, because that was just, like Gwen, the one thing thing she couldn't give up were her heels. Something had to stay intact from her past incarnation, aside from her writing and her ability to b***h, didn't it? Was her demeanor at all like what he remembered? She didn't know what to think, but she'd figured it was okay to come out today. And she was still a little squeamish about males she didn't know walking too close. Vlad had been hit harder than her, probably. Nobody wants to relive or have anyone suffer a similar fate, so he looked on her with pity and she had no choice but to run from them. She'd never been pitied before, and it surprised her in its intensity. Now she knew what all those people she squashed must have felt like.
Bela sighed, pulling out the letter from her outward (?) jacket pocket. She actually had, at least, three on. Thank God it was Winter, that way it wasn't so awkward of her. They were in no way huge or loose, so it would make sense to wear them in layers. After unfolding the paper, she ran her finger along the lines of Xeiro's blocky writing, laughing a little at the man's correct assumptions about how she would have laughed at him. But, what was this about love? Bela... was worried about all that, and that helped push her forward to do this. She had to get to the bottom of this; Xeiro could NOT be in love with her, it just wasn't possible. He was in love with the idea of her lying under him writhing in ecstasy every morning, but not her, never her. Wasn't that what they said in the movies? Bela was so inexperienced in this field of twists and turns, and she really was getting worried that Xeiro was delusional. She cared about him, yes, a lot. But... hmm... it's complicated. Her feelings toward him were solid, that was for sure, though. Because why else would she be at the Beach, during Winter, because a letter told her to?
"What is this, P.S. I Love You? Geez!" She said out loud, blinking and then looking out over the horizon. What she was expected to do here, she had no idea. "At least that had Gerard Butler in it..."
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Posted: Fri Apr 15, 2011 6:03 pm
Bela,
If you've found this letter than I want to thank you. It'd be awful if you didn't even put forth the effort when I spent all this time trying to put this crap together and you wouldn't even try? But, you have! and you're here! So, on with this next part. There's a lot that I need to tell you... and I guess it's a pride thing, but there's no way you'll hear it, babe. You're gorgeous. From those orbs of wonder to the bottom of your feet and everything in between. I want you to know that you're the only person I've ever been able to act like a true goofball around. I mean the whole Captain Big Daddy charade? You let me act like me, and I know that that can be pretty scary. You're a great woman. I just can't believe a retarded thing like White Day could bring me to someone like you. I could have even seen you in the grindhouse or on the passing street. Sure, I'd turn and be like daaaaamn, but I honestly probably never would have given you a second thought. Let alone think that you would end up being the only person I've ever considered be an actual item with. So, look out across the water where we stood a year ago. Do you feel the same way? If you're answer is yes, go to the place our eyes first met. If you're answer is no, toss the letter into the water.
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Posted: Fri Apr 15, 2011 7:22 pm
Bela had been staring over the horizon for a short while, maybe 10 minutes, just thinking about what she was going to say or how she should react. She felt it was gonna be more than a little awkward, but then she thought about how funny Xeiro was when he was flustered or didn't know what to say. Maybe it would be light, and she could throw a few zingers at him to get it over with. Needless to say, she didn't feel confident. And that was what probably appealed to him the most, her fiery nature. She didn't have Carnation as her fairy for nothing!
She wrapped her arms around herself, turning away from the thoughts of what was to come. She turned her head several times in turn, expecting Xeiro to pop out of nowhere and come running towards her or something. After 2 more minutes of looking around like an idiot, a brilliant flash of light caught her attention for a brief second. She took a step forward and squinted to look better, blocking the sun from bothering her eyes by using her hand as a shield against it. Was that... a message in a bottle? She'd never actually seen one of those before, and curiosity got the better of her. She abandoned her heels as she went forward into the sand, cold as it was, to go get the bottle. Was this what she had to do?
Bela bent forward to pluck it out of the sand and bounced it in her hand a bit, the other one of her hands unconsciously pushing some of her faux blond hair behind her ear. This was so out of the norm she couldn't even believe it. Had Xeiro gone so far as actually planning something really elaborate for her? She never took him as the type, of course, which was why it was so surprising. She struggled with the stopper at the top, breaking a nail even, until she got it off. She had to stop to briefly inspect the fallen comrade among her 10 little soldiers, letting out a small sob and jumping in place because there was nothing she could do about it now. But that was just moments before she got the stopper out with her teeth, spitting it away in any random given direction; into the water. She admired it a second, taking in that this was a real bottled message.
Proceeding to impatiently shaking the paper free of it's glass confines, almost dropping it by accident with how vigorous she had to shake it. Maybe she was a little bit too impatient to let it just slip out...? She ignored the fact that the water was ******** cold, she was getting wet and her broken nail's sting gradually disappeared, while she unfolded the paper. It was, of course, from Xeiro. She doubted she could confuse his manner of writing now that she'd seen it beforehand, maybe he just put too much pressure onto the writing utensil to make it look so dark; like bold on a computer, for example. It was not at all like her curvy and elegant script. The contrasts between them deepened, it seemed.
As she took a moment to read it, she, again, found herself smiling. He was so goofy, even in his writing. And for a brief moment, she could forget all about Carlo and how cold her feet felt. "What an idiot..." she shook her head softly, her voice affable and soft. It was such a cheesy and funny letter, but could one blame her for thinking it was just the slightest bit cute? Heck, he even went as far as revealing that he thought she was gorgeous, when all the other times she was God Awful or just Hot. None of these were synonimous, not in her books. So it meant more than just something superficial. And, as the letter said, it did for him, too. Pride and all that.
Once she finished reading it, she again looked over the horizon and thought back to when they met. Who would have ever thought that what was essentially just getting into each other's pants would lead to all this? Tired of looking over the pretty horizon now, she dipped the bottle into the bottle 'till it was full to the top and walked out of the water. She folded the paper hastily and put in her jacket pocket, just like the other note. She was more deliberate as she walked back to her, briefly abandoned, heels. Before she stepped into them, she washed the leftover sand on her feet with the water she had saved in the bottle. After securing them in place, she went on to the Bakery, gingerly swinging the bottle at her side as walked.
[Exit Bela to the Bakery~]
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Posted: Sat May 07, 2011 8:30 pm
It was spring, and while it was warm, it wasnt THAT warm out. It didnt matter to Integra though she was still going to lounge out on the Beach either way. She was wearing a light summer dress and lazing about on a long lounge chair she had brought with her. She was working on her tan and reading a book while listening to the sounds of the beach. It was well before her shift at the Grindhouse and she had nothing to better to do. She was happy though, happy that finally she had gotten a job here on the island and that things were going well. Now, only if she could straighten out her love life. Leila had disappeared on her.. which left a bit of a hole in her heart. But at the same time she barely saw the woman in the first place. Integra sighed lightly at the thought and flipped the page to the next one and continued reading her little romance novel.
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Posted: Sat May 07, 2011 8:47 pm
The Beach. A wide frontier that attracts the golden rays of the sun to its white, soft floor. No place was better for someone so in love with the sky. With very few people around to bother him, it was spring after all, and no trees or buildings to get in the way of his view, this was a perfect place for Alastair. A haven for him to connect with the sky. All this brought a crooked smile to his face. No bad intentions, that was just how he smiled naturally.
Alastair stood on the beach barefooted and in a very plain outfit of pale blue jeans and a white t-shirt. The only thing of notice on him was a small notebook he held in his right hand and his trademark green sunglasses. He had been looking for a good spot to watch the sky from, and normally beaches were a good place to do so. He walked a bit further on the sand and stared up at the cloudless sky with another weird smile. That was until a small glare shot into his eye, causing him to shot them. He looked down at what it could be. It being the metal of a beach chair holding a women a bit ahead of him. This interested him, not particularly the woman, but the glare, "Kinda like the Sun"
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Posted: Sat May 07, 2011 8:56 pm
 Integra was oblivious to any other life on the beach. The sand didnt exactly allow for echo's of footfalls. Nor did she care honestly. Well, no.. after hearing of Vlad, Bela and the others kidnapping, Integra was concerned for her own safety as well as others. She probably shouldnt be out here all by herself, even if it was in broad daylight. She still could get stolen, killed or worse. Shaking her head from that thought, her cotton candy tresses blowing slightly in the breeze, Integra looked up momentarily. Looking around the beach she spotted.. what was that? A female? A male? Did it matter.. not really actually. She took in the person for a moment in her gaze, before she raised a hand and smiled gently in a nonverbal greeting. Please dont be a rapist killer... She thought momentarily before lowering her gaze and returning to her book.
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Posted: Sat May 07, 2011 9:22 pm
Alastair had only really been looking in the women's direction because of the bright light being reflected off the chair. He liked bright things. But when the woman smiled at him he paused. His mother always taught him to be polite to those who engaged you or are pleasant to you. Though he really didn't know how. Lots of people talked to him back where he used to live but all he would ever do is talk back, he never had to greet someone before. But there was a first time for everything!
He brushed off his pants and walked up to the woman. He didn't have much small talk experience, really he usually just said whatever came to his mind. But now that he was the one engaging the conversation, he was feeling a new thrill that he didn't know existed. He was excited to meet a new person. Though at the same time he didn't want to scare her... I mean what person wouldn't be a bit worried if a random person just came up to you on the beach and started talking to you. With this he turned away from her even though he had made it to her chair. He wasn't nervous but confused. So confused that he had become distressed. Enough to make him drop to his knees and stare up at the sky once more. Right in front of the women. He let out a single sigh, "It's to hard..."
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