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 Posted: Sun Aug 08, 2010 3:34 am
 I'm not here for your entertainment
You don't really wanna mess with me tonight
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The blush that rose in his cheeks just made Dendera's grin broaden. It seemed to him like it was a sign that this wasn't something very common for Silas. He left his hand there for a moment before retracting it, laying both of them on the table before them. He laughed a bit when he was informed that the guy didn't even know where he was.
"Stranger Than Friction." he gave the name of the club though from the soung of it he wasn't sure if a name would even help. "Do you need a ride home?" he offered, "Or were you leaving with them?" he wasn't sure but he hadn't seen the guy around anyone else other than just dancing. And it didn't seem like anyone was looking for him at all. Maybe the guy had some way to contact them though and that had been the plan?
He would like to take the guy home, he actually was tempted to offer to take him back to his place but then he was worried that it would give him the wrong idea. Really he just wanted to be sure that the vaporeon got home safe and spending more time with him was something that sounded pretty good to the Egyptian.
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Posted: Sun Aug 08, 2010 4:08 am
"He's a beautiful monster" "You're a knife, sharp and deadly"  
"Mmmm..." he trailed off, lifting his hand and running his fingers through a bit of his hair while trying to think back to before he swallowed down that drink at the bar. "The name sounds vaguely familiar, but I don't go to clubs, aside from tonight, so I can't be sure," he replied, smiling a little apologetically at the man for not being able to give much of a good answer. He blinked a little at his other words, glancing at the table as he tried to think again. His head was just such a mess, and it seemed like it was gradually getting worse the later it got. Silas closed his eyes and rubbed his forehead a little as he spoke again, "I don't think they're here anymore. They probably moved on to another club a while ago and could be anywhere by now. I'm not exactly 'close' to them even though we 'play' together," he answered, setting his hand back onto the table after a moment.
He blinked once more at the man's offer, a little hesitant to answer, but would enjoy spending more time with the Umbreon. "Would you mind? I don't drive, myself," he replied, looking back at the man. He wasn't in the habit of accepting favors from others, but it was really his only option of getting home without falling asleep on a bus or trying to walk. This was about the time he ran into a snag. He couldn't seem to remember his address. The Vaporeon paused for a moment, straining to try and remember. "Oh, no.." he trailed off again, his head hanging a little low at the realization, "I...I can't remember my address." Silas rubbed his face once with a hand, which didn't really seem to help him. He was starting to lose his focus and it was becoming even harder to think. The energy he had started out with was starting to dissipate, and the alcohol in his system was starting to take it's toll on his body, being unfamiliar with the substance.
He didn't want to ask if the Egyptian would mind him staying the night at his place, he wasn't used to asking such things of people. But, even if he did, he didn't have any ulterior motives for doing it. In the morning he was sure he'd be back to normal and able to get to his home, but until then he was stuck and his body was losing it's tolerance. "I don't ever ask this of anyone," he started, glancing to the side, "but would you mind if I slept over at your place?" He decided to ask anyway. The man seemed like the type that wouldn't really mind, but he still felt awkward asking. "Ah- Just to sleep, I promise," he started again, looking back at Dendera, "my head is really starting to make it hard for me to stay focused."
"And it's me that you cut into" "But I don't mind"
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Posted: Sun Aug 08, 2010 4:35 am
I'm not here for your entertainment
You don't really wanna mess with me tonight
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It seemed odd to him that the guy could be in a band with people that weren't even his friends but it did sort of make since considering that it seemed like the guy was never social. Especially since he'd acted like he was so difficult that no on would want to be close to him. Dendera actually wanted to see him sober, test those waters. "I don't mind at all." he responded, offering a reassuring smile. It was no trouble, otherwise he wouldn't have offered.
He stared with surprise when the man said he couldn't remember his address though. That was weird, how could you forget where you live? He began to laugh, it was silly but sort of cute in that helpless sort of way. "Don't worry about it, it's fine." he said, calming the laughter, giving the vaporeon what he'd asked for. But he just had to remark on the 'Just to sleep' comment, just had to. "Pft, as if you'd get anything else." he joked, with a wink. He nudged for the man to get out of the booth. It seemed like he was needing to lay down right about now. "You can lay down in the back on the way there if you'd like." he offered to be sure the guy was comfortable.
Once they were out of there seats he approached the man at the door. "Eboni." the man searched through the id's and then produced Dendera's, handing it to him. Dendera then opened the door to leave, waiting on Silas to join him.
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Posted: Sun Aug 08, 2010 5:08 am
 Aefes Colim ------------- I'm 'bout to make you do the walk of shame,
you never thought you would...
Time is ticking, halters skipping, ready to move
feel like my logics lifting, head is spinning out of control!
You've got my body twitchin', thirst is quenchin', ready to go While his eyes remained half slitted, staring into the glass of water a voice caught him off gaurd causing his eyes to shoot back open all the way for a moment while he processed whether the voice was talking to him or not. It was right? He had to bite his tongue just to hold back an excited giggle of sorts & instead smirked deviously as he sat up straight & turning to looking towards the velvety voice. He wasn't much surprised when he looked to find an attractive male to fit with that voice & leaned his head onto a hand as he turned to face the Sableye, making sure he noticed his roaming eyes. "That would actually be nice..." He purred back, not being able to believe someone was actually hitting on him, it'd been a long time since someone had the opportunity to do so since he always beat everyone else to it.
But it seemed tonight wasn't going to a lonely one after all & that made him all that much happier. Or atleast he thought he wasn't going to be. He wasn't right? The guy was messing around was he? He wasn't sure actually, but while the questions lingered her continued to take in whatever detail the Sableye held, noting the many body modifications which was a definite plus. Deciding to maybe take this to the dance floor, if the guy could even dance that is, Aefes had noticed he seemed a bit on the drunk side, it didn't take much to notice those details after all,if he could at least dance, maybe he could get a little closer & know a few things about him or... they could just cut to the chase, but where was the fun in that? Sure he was raring to get some already, but a little foreplay was nice to. "Can you dance?" Aefes finally spoke up again with that devious smirk still on his lips. "Or are you too drunk?"You got my mind in the gutter when we touchin' on each other,
rollin' round under covers blowin' kisses like we're lovers,
I like the way you taste when your all up in my face,
bodies touchin', minds corrupting, cause my mind is in the gutter
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Posted: Sun Aug 08, 2010 5:19 am
"He's a beautiful monster" "You're a knife, sharp and deadly"
"I don't really, either," he replied in his defense, "but they got me this time." He sighed a little to himself once more, a vague visual of his band mates laughing in his mind, it only made the jumble he felt even worse. Silas quickly, well, as quickly as he could manage, turned his attention back to the Umbreon, smiling a little, gratefully. He knew it probably sounded odd, him not being close to his band mates, but once Dendera saw him sober he'd probably see why it was that way, and very quickly. Even with his band mates, a sober Silas wasn't very friendly. He managed to tolerate them and dealt with their teasing and picking on him a little, because of his attitude, but even if they managed to set off his temper they wouldn't be safe from his reaction.
The Vaporeon chuckled a little at his reply, smiling a bit in relief. "Thank you," he managed, more foreign words that he never seemed to use. Right now, he was just glad that he'd have a place to sleep off the alcohol, and that he wouldn't have to try and get to said place on his own. If he did, he was sure the outcome of his attempts wouldn't end up too great. There was the possibility that he'd end up asleep on the street, which wasn't too bad, but if that happened while he was in an unfamiliar place, who knows what would become of him. People could wander by and steal things off of him, not that he had much of anything to steal, or worse. Silas didn't trust people, especially people of those sorts. He'd been with some of them when he was in the street gang, and even then he didn't trust them, they were a 'wild card' of sorts when it came to people.
Silas followed suit with the nudge, managing to slide out of the booth and follow the Egyptian to the door. He gave his name, well, the name he used to get in, which he was actually guessing on since he couldn't exactly remember it. Fortunately, he guessed right, and the man handed back an ID. He took it and glanced down at it as he caught up to the Umbreon, chuckling a little to himself at the fake identity on it. "I'm surprised this even worked," he said aloud, but kept his voice down a bit so the man back at the door wouldn't hear.
"And it's me that you cut into" "But I don't mind"
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Posted: Sun Aug 08, 2010 5:36 am
I'm not here for your entertainment
You don't really wanna mess with me tonight
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He even sort of hoped that in the morning he would get the chance to see this guy sober, and maybe even give him a ride home once he could recall his own address. When he made mention of his id Dendera stared at the little thing in his hand. Dendera's wasn't a fake id, no reason to need one considering the fact that he was 23 and didn't drink anyway. That made him wonder a bit just how old the boy was.
Really from Silas's appearance he hadn't suspected a thing, he seemed old enough to be there. And even drunk, the vaporeon was more mature than most. "So, how old are you really?" he asked with a bit of a grin on his face as he led the boy to his car. It was a sleek little black car. He got into the driver's side, leaning over to open up the passenger's side door to let Silas into the car. The interior was also mostly black, the window's were tinted so that you couldn't see inside from the outside, he liked the privacy, and there was some golden jewelry hanging down from the rear view mirror.
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Posted: Sun Aug 08, 2010 5:53 am
"He's a beautiful monster" "You're a knife, sharp and deadly"
The Vaporeon followed along next to the man, sliding the fake ID into his pants pocket. He wasn't walking in a hurry, not that he really could. He didn't want to end up tripping and making a fool of himself in front of the Umbreon, which was entirely possible now that his body was caving more to the alcohol from earlier. Silas blinked a little in the man's direction at his question. "Nineteen," he replied, tilting his head slightly. He found himself curious, and it was an innocent enough question, so he let himself ask it, "How old are you?" The man didn't look much older than himself, but had a sort of 'child-like' hint to him, something resembling 'playful' that he showed now and then.
Not too much farther and they reached the Egyptian's car, a black colored vehicle that matched the man's style. He slid into the passenger seat after Dendera opened the door, closing it quietly behind himself. It wasn't a slam or forceful shut, just enough of a pull to get the door to close all the way without making a loud noise in return. His eyes glanced around the interior curiously, noticing the tinted windows and hanging jewelry. He was actually pretty glad that the car was darkly colored, it was relaxing for Silas, and his clothes almost blended in with the color scheme. He reached over after a moment and pulled the seatbelt down, waiting for that familiar 'click' before making himself a little more comfortable. His eyelids were starting to droop slightly on him, but he tried to keep himself awake.
"And it's me that you cut into" "But I don't mind"
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Posted: Sun Aug 08, 2010 6:06 am
I'm not here for your entertainment
You don't really wanna mess with me tonight
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"I'm not too much older than you." he said in response with a bit of a smile, "I'm 23." it was only a 4 year difference. Still 4 years could be a big difference, especially with the active life the umbreon had led. In his life he had already lived through a catastrophe, learned to make and use weapons, had to use weapons to defend himself, served in a war, gotten a bachelors degree, and moved to a different country. His life had definitely been eventful thus far.
Once they were on the road, headed to his home, he didn't really want to speak much more. It seemed like the drive there was comfortable enough to his guest as it was looking like he was dozing off now. Now and then Dendera glanced to his side to see that he was alright, at least he told himself that was why he kept looking. He hadn't really thought out where the guy would sleep yet. Dendera had just recently moved into a new home and hadn't completely furnished it just yet. He supposed that one of them could sleep on the couch if necessary.
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Posted: Sun Aug 08, 2010 6:49 am
"He's a beautiful monster" "You're a knife, sharp and deadly"
Silas observed as the man set his guns in between the two of them, blinking a little sluggishly as his question was answered. The Umbreon really wasn't much older than himself, at least in terms of age. He got this feeling, though, that he was much more mature than what he had seen of the man so far. It was just a feeling, but it was a pretty prominent one. Still, he couldn't help a tired smile in return, glancing out the side window after a moment as they started to exit the club's parking lot and head in the direction of Dendera's home.
The Vaporeon was quiet the rest of the way. He didn't feel the need to fill the silence, it was actually pretty comfortable, and he was getting pretty tired. At some point, though he tried to fight it as long as he could, he started nodding off, leaning a bit against the car door next to him. And, soon enough, he fell asleep on their way to the man's house, the constant sound of the car's engine becoming almost like a sort of lullaby. Part of Silas's mind that was still a bit aware of what he was doing, until he fell asleep, felt bad for doing so in the man's car. But, he just couldn't help it any longer, and fighting it had become useless.
"And it's me that you cut into" "But I don't mind"
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Posted: Sun Aug 08, 2010 10:38 am
  and maybe....you're gonna be the one that saves me...
Salem almost wanted to laugh, the boys spirits were so easily lifted. But he had much more in mind for this night yet. Of course he did, he always did. When asked if he could dance he nodded. "Yes, of course I can dance," he said with another one of those devious smiles. He stood up from the bar stool, and stretched out his petite frame. He had been sitting for a while and his body just felt uncomfortably stiff.
"But, now I have a question for you," he said looking at the attractive male. Of course corruption was always first on the list. "Would you like to take a walk on the wild side?" he asked raising an eyebrow, still smirking. The sableye pulled two tiny pills from his pocket. Ecstasy. Salem rarely did ecstasy, it wasn't his drug of choice, but on occasion he would. And this seemed as good of an occasion as any.
He placed the pill on his long tongue, offering it to the boy through a kiss.
 I miss your purple hair
I miss the way you taste
I know you’ll come back some day
On a bed of nails I wait
I’m praying that you don’t burn out
Or fade away
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Posted: Sun Aug 08, 2010 3:21 pm
Aefes Colim ------------- I'm 'bout to make you do the walk of shame,
you never thought you would...
Time is ticking, halters skipping, ready to move
feel like my logics lifting, head is spinning out of control!
You've got my body twitchin', thirst is quenchin', ready to go Once hearing he could dance that pretty much made him all the more better in a mood. His chocolate colored eyes followed the male as he stood, that still smirk on his face while he still seemed to roam the male's body over & over. He couldn't help but relish the look he had, how each piercing was perfectly placed into his flesh. But the question asked set him off gaurd. Of course he'd always been one to be one on the wild side, but he'd never actually done any drugs or drank in his life finding no reason to really since he was crazy enough alone & found most his time preoccupied with a good night. But he had to make a choice fast, his smirk had drained while his head remained in his palm somewhat staring at the Sableye & the pill in disbelief. Aefes really had no idea what the pill was, if it was date drug or not, but really it would be sad if it was since he was already so willing to begin with. It would just make the night less appealing if he couldn't actually be part of it.
After a few moments of processing whether or not he should do it, after all it would be his first experience, he finally stood & smirked again with a nervous grin, more so just because of the drug he was about to indulge himself in with this guy. Whatever it was any way. It didn't take him but a moment to swiftly step forward & ease slightly forward with a devious grin & whispered. "I was born on the wild side..." Once said he didn't give him anytime to respond if he was to, & slip his pierced tongue across the males once slowly, touching the pill lightly then pressed their lips together. His hands couldn't help but roam a little over the male's body, his own body pressing against the Sableye's wanting to be even closer as his tongue wrestled the caverns of the other mouth while the small pill slowly disinegrated(sp?) in their saliva. There was no way Aefes would be going to bed alone tonight & he'd make this all worth it even if it meant walking passed that line he'd always just bordered & watched from behind it. It couldn't all be bad right?You got my mind in the gutter when we touchin' on each other,
rollin' round under covers blowin' kisses like we're lovers,
I like the way you taste when your all up in my face,
bodies touchin', minds corrupting, cause my mind is in the gutter
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Posted: Sun Aug 08, 2010 10:47 pm
and maybe....you're gonna be the one that saves me...
Salem thought for a moment that Aefes' hesitation would lead to him just walking away. It certainly wouldn't be the first time drugs had turned someone away from the sableye. He was rather pleased when the boy accepted his offer, and as there lips collided he lost himself in that moment. Sure, he didn't even know the other male, he didn't even know his name, but he was one hell of a kisser. Salem slid his hands up Aefes' chest and snaked his arms around his neck, and as the pill dissolved he felt that not-so familiar high taking over.
Salem always liked mixing it up when it came to drugs, because different drugs hit him different ways. The ecstasy was one of his favorites. He felt so displaced from reality, the colors of the lights all blended and morphed into one beautiful scene of writhing bodies and it left him feeling so warm inside. He pulled away from the kiss and pulled the other by his wrist to the dance floor. Salem hadn't danced all night and he was definitely ready to.
The sableye turned his back to Aefes and wiggled his hips slowly against his groin. Everything was so soft and out of focus, like a different lens on a camera. He was hoping his new companion was feeling the high like he was, because he simply couldn't imagine enjoying this alone.
I miss your purple hair
I miss the way you taste
I know you’ll come back some day
On a bed of nails I wait
I’m praying that you don’t burn out
Or fade away
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Posted: Sun Aug 08, 2010 11:56 pm
J a c k i e
Jackie stood in an alley way, in the center of a bunch of males, forming a circle. They were shouting, holding green dollars in their hands, waving them in the air. The skuntank stood in the center of the man-made ring, standing in front of a tall, muscular male. A street light shone down onto the ring of men, shouting to her and her opponent. Jackie's opponent was the one receiving the most cheers and shouts of encouragement. She bounced on the balls of her feet. Her purple leather jacket was tossed aside, revealing her light tan top and her bandages. Jackie's bandaged hands were clenched into fists, raised to cover and protect her face. Jackie was in a fight. Against a machamp gijinka.
As Jackie continued to bounce, determination filled her violet eyes. She was bound to win. This male was slowly getting tired. He may be big and strong, but he was slow. While Jackie was slim and fast. He threw a punch at her. Miss. Another came after that. Hit. Right in her upper lip. Her head drew back, the strength of the man hurting her lip. Her head turned back to her opponent, anger filling her eyes. With a throw of her fist, the man's head flew back, blood spilling from his nostrils. The opponent turned his head back to face her, then, she punched him again.
This continued. Three punches later, the machamp became dizzy. She watched him. He was quite tipsy. The skuntank did an upper cut to his chin, making him jump. Jackie dropped her arms limply to the sides of her body. Glaring at the opponent as he fell limply to the cement ground. Jackie stood over him. She brought her bandaged hand and wiped her bloody lip. Afterwards, she spit at the man. Hating him.
Jackie heard the men that were around her. They were group grumbling. Her head turned to see a man, gathering the money from the people that held money in their hands. They all bet on the opponent to win. Not her. Jackie smirked at her business partner. She approached him, holding her hand out to him, demanding her 75% cut of the money. He nodded and gave her a huge stack of cash, him keeping a smaller stack. Turning away, she snatched her purple leather jacket. The skuntank fighter slipped her arms into the sleeves.
She stuffed her wad of cash into her pocket. Jackie turned on a corner, away from the alley. She stepped onto the side walk, walking through the slum of the city. She passed by brick apartments. Graffiti plagued the filthy walls. Boards were nailed to some of the window frames. Men in black and baggy outfits leaned against the walls. Women in torn fishnets and slutty unfashionable clothes leaned against the street light posts, cigarettes in their fingers.
Jackie gave them dirty looks, warning them that she would kick their asses if they tried anything funny. Slowly, she entered the nicer parts of the city. Jackie had a stack of cash and an idea how to spend it. Coming upon a block with pounding music, she saw a short line of people, leading to a night club. A door with flashing lights was at the front of the line, but divided by a large, black suited man. He was tall. And looked like he can lift a car above his head. Figuring it would be sorta fun, she approached the line, standing behind pairs and groups of people.
Before she knew it, she was able to enter. She just had to show the security guard her ID and he allowed her inside. Finding a bar, she smirked and approached it. Looking to the bartender, she smacked the counter. "One Corona Light," she said, her voice rough yet sweet. He nodded, sliding a glass bottle filled with a golden liquid inside. Swiping it, she chugged down the beer. She turned to the bartender, after finishing the beer in twenty seconds. "Another one. Actually, make it two. I wanna forget about tonight," she told him.
The bartender nodded as he handed Jackie two beer bottle. She took one and chugged it down. As the liquid slid down her throat, she the last drop slither into her mouth. The skuntank placed her empty bottle back onto the bar top. Then, she approached the dance floor, the bottle in hand. Pushing and shoving, she made her way into the sea of dancing and grinding souls. She smirked, dancing sexily on the floor.
Jackie giggled as she swayed her hips to the music. Getting lost in it. The rhythm flowing through her body. She raised her bottle in the air, avoiding it from getting spilled. Jackie chuckled. She wanted to get drunk. Maybe get some action in bed. The skuntank smirked as one of her favorite songs blared in the speakers.
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Posted: Mon Aug 09, 2010 2:12 am
Aefes Colim ------------- I'm 'bout to make you do the walk of shame,
you never thought you would...
Time is ticking, halters skipping, ready to move
feel like my logics lifting, head is spinning out of control!
You've got my body twitchin', thirst is quenchin', ready to go As the drug started to take effect Aefes was overwhelmed with the strange but oddly pleasing feeling, well more pleasing than usual, of the ecstacy kicking in while he roamed the male's mouth. It felt even better than usual, which led him to believe perhaps he felt something a little more already for this guy he didn't know? At least he'd heard before that kissing & sexing with someone you loved felt much more amazing, but honestly was that it already? It wasn't until the male pulled away that Aefes noticed his face had heated quite a bit, tinging a lovely red, & that everything seemed so much prettier & clashed together. Astonished by this his eyes widened as words just started to spill out at random to his feelings. "Oh my gawd... Oh my gawd, it's so beautiful!" His voice raised as he was dragged into the dance floor with the now merged lights & warm bodies around him.
It was like he was in a totally different world now & he wasn't sure whether to be excited about it or be a little afraid of it. But the thought didn't last as he felt pressure being rubbed at his groin, which felt even more incredible than usual, leaving his face to turn just a bit brighter as he tried his best to stifle a hearty moan from the intense feeling. Was it drug making him feel this way? Or perhaps love at first sight? He couldn't really decide being a bit of lame brain on both subjects & decided perhaps it was... both? But he didn't even know his name, so that left him at loss from even calling to him. As the male in front of his continued to rub his bottom into his groin, Aefes bit his lip to suppress anymore noises that were to arrise although biting his own lip couldn't stop a different thing from arrising. For once he wasn't in control & he actually didn't mind, change was nice he had to admit, & he should probably do it more often. Eventually he got himself to sway his hips while relishing the overwhelming pressure below, & gently ran a finger down the male's spine, but found his warmth amazing & placed his hands on the male's body gently while he ran them over his torso. Everything... The sights, the feeling it was all so much better than usual but why?You got my mind in the gutter when we touchin' on each other,
rollin' round under covers blowin' kisses like we're lovers,
I like the way you taste when your all up in my face,
bodies touchin', minds corrupting, cause my mind is in the gutter
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