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 Posted: Sun Dec 30, 2007 2:24 pm
At the end of a street lined with nice houses, there was the typical house with a driveway longer than the rest, with the large house tucked away behind a line of trees and a nice green grass lawn. It was surrounded by a black iron fence with large doors that creaked and slammed shut like at a prison. The house itself seemed harmless enough, made from a dark stone, but still like any other mansion. If only the neighbors knew what went on inside the basement levels of the home.
Somewhere within the house was Sarria, sitting in her room. Thick black curtains and drapes kept out most of the sunlight. A lamp was in one of the corners, positioned above a terarrium to keep Deimos warm and comfortable. She was reading a book, but paused long enough when she heard Viktor's footsteps in the hallway to watch the door carefully. He had been keeping a closer eye on her since he had suddenly realized she was older a lot quicker than she should have been. He had stopped observing her a month or two ago, only to realize how drastic the changes had been after not...watching her...for a while.
After he passed she turned her head to look at the bluish sillhouette she made in the mirror. Eventually she set the book down and walked over to her window, squinting her eyes as she pulled the drapes aside to peek out into the uncomfortably bright sunny outside.
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Posted: Sun Dec 30, 2007 2:42 pm
The pink 'Jeep Wrangler' that suddenly skidded to a malformed paralleled park in front of the DOOM house was bursting with incredibly loud electronica, and the two figures of teens sitting in the drivers and passenger seats both hopped out over their respective doors, passing a look at each other as though they'd been trying to out-do one another. The girl was easy to recognize from far away - the wings that had grown faster than her body were incredibly hard to hide now, so for the mots part, she simply didnt, and although they were usually folded against her back, with each of her energetic emotions they'd twitch and flail in accordance. The gray hair was a trip, Tas had thought, not necessarily attractive at first - gray usually registered as 'old', even 'older' than white hair did, but with her youthful face and the pink streaks..
Tas, meanwhile, was what could easily be summed up as a 'prefame teen playboy.' Pants tighter than most guys could barely look at without cringing or laughing or blushing or shaking their heads, none the less wear themselves, and a silky black overshirt on to compliment the glimmer of the 6 or so earrings that circled the lobe of each of his ears, as well as dark 'rockstar' sunglasses and a grin to match, the two bounded up the entry way for the house.
Noire had stopped to give the girl in the window way up a vibrant wave on her way up, and then a loud knocking on the front door followed.
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Posted: Sun Dec 30, 2007 2:57 pm
Barely able to make out who it was due to the fact the sun was right in her face since it happened to be setting, she shut the drapes. Figuring it was one of Viktor's business associates, though they hardly ever knew where he lived, there were one or two who would stop by to deliver various legal and illegal chemicals. They didn't really 'bound' though, that was far too energetic.
Viktor had been downstairs when the jeep pulled up, on his way to the basement of doom/no return for some, when he heard an annoying noise. A very...very annoying noise followed by something even more bothersome to him. Knocking...
Sarria heard it too and slowly headed toward the front door, letting her eyes adjust to the now even less bright sunlight within the house.
With a scowl Viktor moved away from the stairs leading to his laboratory and made it to the front door. Slowly, he opened it until he could see both of the two kids and stared coldly at the two of them, examining them.
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Posted: Sun Dec 30, 2007 3:12 pm
"Heya Papa Roach, lookin sexy as ever." Noire greeted Viktor with a smirk, waving her hand and moving to shove the door open before he could .. slam it shut on them.
Tas cocked his head to the side, scewed out a smile and waved heavily. "So wheres the hot chick you promised me, Noire?"
"SARRIAAAA ARE YOU READY TO GOOOO?" Noire belted out, trying to get in the house and look around for her friend.
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Posted: Sun Dec 30, 2007 3:25 pm
Viktor looked anything but pleased, and that look managed to become even more displeased when Noire shoved her way into HIS house, yelling in HIS house for HIS daughter...with that...
He was glaring at Tas, but then after hearing the words that had just come out of that things mouth... Viktor's expression became far more dangerous than anything that Noire had probably seen before.
"What...is...that?" He scowled, asking Noire about Tas. "She is not going anywhere with...you." He was referring to Noire as well at that point.
Sarria had answered Noire, but in only a whisper as if not to anger Viktor more than he probably already was at having unexpected visitors showing up, since she hadn't really told him...she was going to wait a bit, but it was too late now.
Rounding a corner once she got to the bottom of the stairs she saw Noire and some strange guy standing there, annoying Viktor and slowly approached them until she was behind Viktor, half out of sight.
"It is still kind of bright out." She pointed out, though by now the sun was almost gone.
"You knew about this?" Viktor asked quietly, "You are not leaving the house..."
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Posted: Sun Dec 30, 2007 3:32 pm
"Listen babycakes." Noire snapped, hands on her hips while she glared back at Viktor, "Just cause you've got a few dead bodies in your basement and you've mastered the oh-so-special glare technique don't mean I'M scared of you, and your daughter here is more 'my' kind than 'your' daughter in the first place, so if she wants to go with me, she CAN! GOT IT? I don't care how hot you are for an old guy, I ain't afraid to zap you with a little anti-matter and REARRANGE YOUR FACE!"
"I like em when they are all riled up like this, makes them do things they don't usually wanna." Tas said happily, sliding his hands around Noire's waist only for her to stomp the heeled part of her boot into his foot. He gave a small yelp and retreated over to Sarria. "Heya. I'm Tas!" He introduced happily. "Ready to hit the nightscene, baby?"
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Posted: Sun Dec 30, 2007 3:55 pm
Although he couldn't argue with the fact that he is hot for an old guy, Viktor was clearly starting to get upset, as if he wasn't before...but more so than usual. "I do not have dead bodies in my..." he trailed off after obviously lying...
Slowly, like almost in the Excorsist, his head turned so he was facing Tas. Sarria, just as surprised as Viktor was that this guy had just walked all close to her suddenly, she had took a step away from him and frowned before looking up at Viktor, silently telling him she had nothing to do what 'that.'
Moving Sarria a bit further back from Tas, and closer to Noire by doing so, he stepped in between them and growled something in Russian before pointing toward the door, "Leave. Now."
Sarria had backed away closer to Noire and gave her a small smile, positive that Viktor was more preoccupied with this Tas fellow than her and Noire. She motioned toward the door for Noire to lead the way.
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Posted: Mon Dec 31, 2007 4:52 pm
Noire moved to take Sarria's hand, grinning at her, and pull her out the house in a half-sprint bound out to the car. Tas cleared his throat somewhat nervously and looked over at Noire and Sarria, catching on to what they were trying to do in 'sneaking' away.
"Oh, hey, don't worry Pops, I use protection." He said happily, making a 'gun' sign at Viktor, clicking his tongue and winking. "Now, if you don't mind, they are waiting for me~" He said, quickly trying to run out in case Viktor had hencely been trying to .. kill him.
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Posted: Mon Dec 31, 2007 5:02 pm
Sarria had followed Noire all the way to the ugly pink...jeep...thing, and it would be times like this that she should be thankful she saw everything in shades of blue and what not. Squinting somewhat from what little sunlight was still there she went to get into the front seat almost looking uncomfortable. It had been so long since she had had the chance to leave the house. With friends, anyway.
At this point, you wouldn't think Viktor's look could go more violent, but apparently it could. In fact, it reached a whole new level as his eyes narrowed on Tas. After the boy rushed out, he noticed Sarria was already in the hideous jeep. Repositioning his black labcoat...yes, he was so evil he didn't even use the white ones like other mad scientists, he growled something under his breath about the two other kids before slamming the large front door behind the others angrily.
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Posted: Mon Dec 31, 2007 10:07 pm
Noire'd already had the car started by the time Tas had ran over, jumping over the top-less vehicle and in to the backseat. "Go, go, go, GO!" he yelled, anticipating Viktor to release some demon mafia out from the house and after them or something ridiculous to that affect. Noire looked over into the passanger seat to make sure Sarria was there, "Seat belts!" She chirped happily, before slamming her foot on the gas and sending the car zooming down the street.
It was only a 20 or so minute drive to the club, Noire'd informed them, techno music playing the whole time. Tas's hand mysteriously kept levitating to the back of Noire and Sarria's seats, toward their necks, though any attempt to bat him away he was usually too quick for and had by then retreated and placed an innocent 'pondering' look on his face.
The club they finally did arrive to was called 'Majik', the large bouncer out front recognizing Noire with a friendly wave. "Heya sweetheart, out with the friends?"
She'd nodded and ran around the car to grab hold of Sarria's hand again and pull her in. "You're gonna love this place!" Tas never far behind.
Majik was blue. The inside and main dancing space of the club seemed aglow with it. All the lights gave everything that faintly neon glimmer, though it seemed almost more ethereal than neon, and the bodies dancing around all reflected the blue 'aura' in some way or another. Noire was alraedy dancing as she walked in, her smiling and prodding enough to make most of her friends at least crack a smile, sometimes even start to dance themselves. "Want a drink?" She asked with an impish grin.
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Posted: Mon Dec 31, 2007 10:27 pm
Eyeing the bouncer carefully before following after Noire, all she saw when she entered was...bright. She closed her eyes tightly. All the heat from the dancing bodies was almost as bad as sunlight, but not really. It would take her a bit to get used to seeing that, once her eyes...warmed up or something alien like.
She somehow resisted the urge to dance, probably because all she saw was a mass of bright neon blue moving oddly until her eyes began to focus and it was Noire's outline and slowly features began to become clear.
"A drink?" Sarria asked slowly before answering, "No. Thank you." Clearly she was socially awkward now that she was a teen and had been around Viktor so long.
"Is this all you do here? Just dance?" She was now taking in all of the people dancing around like people do in nightclubs! And of course, couldn't help but notice the odd guy in a hawaiian shirt dancing more like a freak than the rest. "Or...flail around like you're having a seizure?"
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Posted: Wed Jan 30, 2008 12:40 am
Noire passed a look to Tas who snorted and went to sling his arm around Sarria's shoulders. "Wow. You're like a virgin, ain't you?"
"Tas!" Noire harked, clearing her throat.
"I meant a club virgin, you perv!" Tas rolled his eyes and looked somewhere else. "Nahhh, theres a beat to the seizure babe. Can't you hear it? Ya ain't tone deaf and stuff too, are you?" He giggled briefly, shifting back and forth to the beat to get his point across.
Noire'd been glaring at her male friend when she finally looked back to Sarria. "Yeah. Dance and fend off idiots like him. Don't worry, most of them are a lot better looking and it's fun to shoot em down. I'ma get you a drink anyway, don't worry! I got your back! It'll be somethin' frilly and lightweight!" She winked and made her way over to the bar.
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