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Posted: Sat Sep 25, 2010 7:15 pm
A soft breeze swept through the downtown shops of Destiny City. The rampant gusts cooling the multitude of shoppers that dotted the bustling commercial center. The midday sun shown brightly and coupled with the refreshing wind, made for a lovely day to be out and about in the city. Noel walked carelessly through the small pockets of shoppers as he made his way to his favorite clothing store. Appropriately suited for the lewd young man, it also happened to be quite popular with other guys his age and he never missed an opportunity to stop by and cruise the various patrons. While some of the workers knew him for his less than admirable hobby, most were blissfully unaware (or pretended to be anyway) of his love of the store's various fashionable finds and especially his love the plethora of attractive shoppers.
Yes! Jackpot!
His hopes for a store crowded with young men dressed in a mix of revealing summer fashions was a success. Nothing more exciting for Noel Yalda than a shop filled with scantly dressed guys. Some were hardly lookers and Noel turned up his nose to their unattractive qualities, while focusing on the more beautiful patrons. Mentally scanning and judging each guy that passed by as he leisurely flipped through the cutoff jean shorts.
Nice face. Oh nice arms. Hot tattoo on that one. Ugh gross teeth. Nice style. Bad hair and bad shoes. . .
While there were plenty of guys that qualified as eye candy to the young swimmer, as was the case with most places, he didn't see anyone cute enough to approach. After all, nothing more creepy than some guy initiating a sneak attack while you shop. He knew some rules, though he didn't mind breaking them if the right kind of guy came along. . .
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Posted: Sat Sep 25, 2010 8:31 pm
Senri was taking the same day to shop. Shopping wasn't uncommon for him, as he frequently visited stores to pick up new clothes and accessories. Although he wasn't like girls who could fill their days with the meaningless pursuit, taking the same top in 3 different colors, he did have to be mindful of his appearance. Especially as his career as a model, although part of it was due to Senri's nature in itself. He did buy the clothes he modeled, but it was more interesting to find clothing on his own. In a way, his job was a perfect outlet for him. He liked accessories, clothing, and he had a good sense for style.
"Excuse me." He walked through the doorway, pushing open the door with one hand. To dress appropriately for summer, he was dressed in a simple white shirt, with a casual black collared short sleeve shirt over it, and dark blue jeans that seemed a tad bit too long. He wore a silver bracelet, and what appeared to be a cross necklace at his neck. One could tell that he wasn't really interested in the patrons, from the way he headed directly to the cashier. He walked over to the cashier, and inquired, "Did it come in yet?"
She handed him a large bag. "Would you like to purchase anything else?" Senri looked around with a somewhat interested glance. "Why not?" The employee nodded, and Senri began to finger through the clothing rack. He had just recently found this store, and was coming to like several of their selection pieces.
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Posted: Sun Sep 26, 2010 10:31 pm
Lavender eyes followed the incredibly attractive stranger that strolled into the shop and made his way to the register. Usually blissfully ignorant to most things and frankly dense to the world at large, Noel could spot a hottie like that from miles away. Don't ask him how, or more importantly why, he possessed such an odd talent, but he was lurking the trendy shop like a hawk watching a field mouse.
Now that's what I have been waiting and hoping for all day!
Casually, he started to stroll over to the display that Senri was currently occupying. However, something was oddly familiar about this particular pretty face. True that Noel usually only focused on attractive men; however, this was different. He had actually seen this attractive man somewhere before. If he was more observant, or better yet, less dense, he would probably have remembered that his momentary obsession was a model and not just some pretty face in the crowd. But Noel was not so lucky and just used this vague familiarity as another reason to talk to Senri.
"Hey there, don't I know you from somewhere?"
He leaned against the display and gave the blue eyed boy a smirk and offered a casual wave. Trying to be the sexy cool guy, he was more likely coming off as too forward. However, to Noel "too forward" was better than shy and coy. He didn't play things quietly and wasn't about to start with this guy.
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Posted: Fri Oct 01, 2010 12:53 am
He turned around to see a gray hair boy, immediately making an assessment of him. They were nearly the same age, but perhaps he was older? He had a well-exercised body, one that you saw a bit in males but not that commonly. But his height was pretty tall."Hm." Rather then surprised, Senri looked merely interested by the question. "Possibly." He offered with a smile of his own. "I didn't expect that." He was used to this question, but moreso from a majority of girls then guys. Well, he didn't particularly mind. Especially when the other male was quite confident, reminding Senri a bit of himself.
He returned his confident smirk with a unwavering smile of his own and his blue eyes stared at Boreas's pale lavender ones. He extended a gloved hand towards Boreas. "I believe introductions are in order. My name is Senri Cross, what about yours?"
And then he tilted a look towards Boreas, a glimmer of amusement in his eyes. "And to what pleasure do I owe your acquaintance to?"
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Posted: Mon Oct 11, 2010 9:00 pm
Noel began the greeting by giving the familiar dark blue eyes and gorgeous body attached, a very firm handshake. He was a strong believer in making a good first impression. A weak or dainty handshake would indicate something wrong, either physically or mentally. At least, that's how Noel Yalda saw it. He kept the smirk he had dawned since he first laid eyes on Senri and stood straight up, no longer leaning against the retail fixture.
"It's very nice to meet you Senri Cross. I'm Noel Yalda."
He examined the dark haired young man once more. He couldn't put his finger on it. It was on the tip of his tongue, yet he was unable to place the handsome stranger. This kind of thinking, or really any deep thought, wasn't Noel's scene. So, he shrugged it off for the moment and decided to make some casual conversation.
"Do you come here often? They usually have some amazing deals. You never know what you'll find."
With his lavender eyes, he winked at Senri. Whatever preference he had, Noel would ignore it. Those were details he considered minute and irrelevant.
"I just cant place you. I've seen your face before, but I can't recall where. Though I would like to point out, I never forget a handsome face."
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Posted: Sun Oct 31, 2010 2:15 am
Senri approved of Noel's handshake, finding his confidence refreshing. Nobody liked a person without confidence, after all. They normally tended to be whiny, or insecure, two qualities that Senri didn't easily tolerate. When they spoke of the store, "I do." Senri confirmed, liking a man who at least gave a thought to their fashion. He suspected that of Noel did, and more. "It's convenient how they'll special order at your request." Of course, that also included the fact that Senri was a frequent regular here.
He caught Noel's wink, his smile not faltering. Senri was a man who had a decided preference for women. But he wasn't exactly one to discriminate who he hung out with, based on their preferences or interests. not to mention that Noel perked his interest. Besides, Senri knew his attractive looks, and didn't hesitate to take advantage of it.
"Is that so?" Senri said somewhat vaguely once more. He seemed vastly amused, both at the male's boldness and advances. But he didn't keep the older man in suspense. He picked up the magazine at the counter, flipping through it. He wasn't exactly ignoring the other male.. finding the page he wanted. "Let me refresh your memory." He handed the magazine over to Noel, with his latest modeling job.
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