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Bright Lights and Dark Deeds | Deciding to slip back up to her office when an opportunity presented itself, she moved to the window and let the sun filter in while resting her cup on the window sill.Taking her hair down and readjusting the ponytail, she very nearly jumped when Tristian made his debut and sauntered in with the same stride that reminded her that her partner was no longer human."You really shouldn't stand so still like that."She admonished him as she turned to face him, still looping her hair through the tie while almond shapped eyes cut here and there to take in all six foot three stature before they rolled in response to his offer to warm her."You should be neutered.."She muttered under her breath, knowing his preternaturally sensitive hearing would catch those words before turning her attention back to the computer where the pictures taken from the murder scene she'd been obsessing over all night waited."I was here all night going over witness accounts and statements from HH, and I think we should go back to the scene. I can't think of any vampire so stupid as to walk into that group's headquarters. Not unless they were sent by someone."She mused, chewing her lower lip while he towered over her. Normally she didn't like being so close to people, preferred to keep a distance but Tristian was different. She trusted him with her life and then some as she liked to put it to people. Both worked in sync with one another like a pair of dancers."Plus, we should definately take an early lunch."She added, sheepishly rubbing the back of her head as she straightened and moved from the desk to retrieve her cup. "I ..may have forgotten dinner last night."She admitted with a bit of a laugh. She had a nasty habit of forgetting a lot of things when work held her attention captive. |
Bright Lights and Dark Deeds | Tristan grinned at the way her body reacted when she was frightened. However, it was not only her mannerisms that extracted the grin from his lips. A sick sort of pleasure was derrived from being the one to scare the shit out of her. There was nothing quite like using his more animalistic qualities against his partner. However, if anybody else did so he would have to pick a fight. Assert his dominance, protect her honor. He was the only one allowed to make her petite body twist and writhe with fear though in the most playful sense of the word."God damn, woman. Another all nighter?" He tried to resist the urge to make another sexual crack and keep the conversation to a serious business level. He failed miserably. "At this rate I'm going to have to start taking you home with me. At least then if you don't get any sleep you'll be having a damned good time. In the unlikely event you don't end up *nuetering* me by the end of our careers." He cleared his throat, adding another cocky comment. "And trust me. You don't want to nueter me. You'll be at the mercy of the pretty little number that lives next door from me." Michelle probably knew there was no such woman, but he indulged himself anyway.He listened to her words, mulling over every Vampire he'd ever run into. There wasn't any he could think of with enough gall either. "Hey, if you've been here all night and you're still stumped...so am I. You and I just might have to go out and do some investigating on our own." he suggested taking another very long sip of coffee. As he withdrew the cup from his lips, he grinned again. "We can pick up lunch and discuss where we're going."With a long pause his gaze flickered towards her...concern flashing in that mahogany gaze of his. "You had time between dinner and breakfast to eat something, so I have little sympathy for you, miss." That was a lie. He was very concerned for her. An obvious lie, but a lie nonetheless. "Couldn't you at least have a midnight snack? Do I need to get you a mini fridge and a cot? You can fuck over criminals, but you can't carry out basic survival skills? Like sleep and eat?" He had already eaten breakfast, but his appetite was insatiable some days. |
Bright Lights and Dark Deeds | Having a lycanthrope for a partner was a blessing and a curse rolled all into one. On the one hand, his hightened senses had aided them more than once since his infection, not to mention his strength. Nothing quite said, 'I want answers' than when the charming man you stood next to benchpressed a car just to prove a point.On the other hand, his predatory nature made her uneasy, which in turn seemed to excite him even more like waving a tasty morsel of meat in front of a very, very hungry puppy. And right now, she felt like the choicest piece of meat being laid out before a starved wolf before she skittered away from him and paused mid sip when he turned that mahoganny gaze in her direction."I'm afraid so."She smiled softly in response to exclamation about her pulling another all nighter if only to roll her eyes when he spoke of taking her home and of other women allegedly in his life. "I'm sure you say that to all the overachievers."She teased him back, finally resuming that sip she'd been distracted out of taking while he brought them back to focus on the task at hand."I'm wondering if the group didn't decide to stage a murder scene to stir up old hate."Michelle mused out loud at length, setting her cup down on the desk and supporting her chin on her hand. "Though we won't know for sure until forensics tells us for certain what the wounds were made with and how the blood was extracted. Seems quite stupid to go that far all because of hate."She snorted, shaking her head."I guess we're at a stalemate until we get results from the lab. I guess we could go drive out to the crime scene again and poke around, see if we missed anything?"She suggested with a bit of a shrug, hating to hit the proverbial wall. Likely it was something obvious that was glaring right up at them but they weren't seeing it for some reason."Oh Tristian.."She laughed when he lectured her about her lack of basic survival skills."I guess I'm no different than you sometimes."A grin tugging at her lips as she winked impishly. "Once I get a hold of a bone, I just can't stop gnawing on it." |
Bright Lights and Dark Deeds | As his senses had grown more keen, he'd been able to hone in on her feelings and reactions a bit better than before. As she skittered away, he could feel the slightest bit of nervousness emanate from her blood. Tristan was still extremely aware of the blood that carried this emotion through her veins and the warmth drove his senses wild with ravenous hunger. It was easy to sedate today, but some days he would have to remove himself from her presence for a few moments. However, today he chose to deal with her discomfort by cracking a joke in her general direction. Perhaps to make her squirm just a bit more. God, he loved to be the one to make her squirm. "You know, Michelle, if you would just let me devour you sexually, I may never again have the urge to do so carnivorously."One of the small things that Tristan did to make himself seem more human was, he wore a thing chain around his neck. It was a dulled silver, perhaps constructed of a lead based metal instead so it wouldn't harm him. By a long shot, he hoped that if anybody in the agency rose suspicion on his Lycanthropy they would think twice with all the "silver" he wore...He knew it was sort of a silly thought. Perhaps he was thinking too far into things.His partner moved away from him, but it made him move a bit closer to her. He crossed the room behind her and leaned against the windowsill while he casually sipped on his coffee. He knew how fast her blood was pumping....and he wished she would just stop doing that. It only made matters worse. "I don't know, is it really that ridiculous if you're trying to draw attention to yourself?" he asked, then turned his gaze over his shoulder to watch the happenings outside of the building as he spoke. It was almost difficult not to look at her when he spoke, but he'd had his fair share of fun for the morning. Her pulse had to stop racing if this was going to be easy for the both of them. That was the downside of fucking with her head. If he did it too much, it made her too nervous...and appetizing. Well...not that she wasn't always appetizing in some form or another. The thought made a slow grin spread across his features as he turned his mahogany gaze back to meet her form once more. Whether or not she looked back, it was always a pleasure. It didn't help chase the grin from his face, but instead made it worse.As expected, she threw him a bone joke...but he dodged it. He resisted any urge to make a joke about boning her. Though his obnoxiously blatant sexual nature disliked the fact. Still, he couldn't help but grin at the wit she held. He always kept his mind working......in some form or another. |
Bright Lights and Dark Deeds | Most women would have melted at the sight of those eyes turned upon them with all their mischief and humor pointed in their direction. That toothy grin that made one thing of things that belonged behind closed doors and underneath tangled sheets while screaming four letter words to a deity that may or may not even exist.And then there was her She'd love nothing more than to playfully keep up the banter, make the game last awhile or even deep down, take him up on his offer to explore all the things he claimed he could make her do, would do to her. Were not for the fear that always lingered like some uninvited guest ready to crash the party at a moment's notice."Seems a bit too much if you ask me."She replied, pretending to be rummaging through drawers for something. Anything to look busy. Anything to keep from staring at his backside as he stared at the window. Anything to just make it seem like she wasn't ready to scream and run away from him. Running would only make the wolf within want to chase and she didn't want to risk triggering the real predatory nature of her partner, even if it wasn't at night and a full moon.Oh, the banter was funny, made her laugh and smile but it was a smile that never quite reached her eyes but seemed to always die somewhere else before reaching such a destination. "I'm going to go powder my nose or whatever the cliche is. Then we can go hit the pavement."She announced, walking as calmly as she could for the door of the office and soon walking past Majorie who was already taking calls and notes for one of the many officers in the unit. A few other individuals lifted their heads as she passed by to nod in greeting to her while on their phones or hastily jotting something down as they settled in for the day.Once she reached the women's room, she turned the faucet on and splashed cold water on her face as though to freshen and perk herself up. She'd take a few moments to wash her face, her neck so as to give her a refreshed appeareance before tackling the world. And hopefully prevent their superior, Mark Sanderson, from being suspicious of her not going home. Not like he wouldn't know when he looked at her hours but at least she could hopefully pull the wool over his eyes for a little while. |
Bright Lights and Dark Deeds | There were times he would trade in his more primal aspect just to have back the way she used to look at him. It didn't take much to push those dark thoughts back. The last thing he needed was it to peak through and be used against them. Not that he would make the deal if it were offered to him, because being able to protect her was much better than being able to stand in a room with her without making her uncomfortable.Without realizing he was doing it again, he froze. Still and stealthy, but there was nothing to pounce at the moment. Simply, he stared off into another direction while he listened to her present her doubts on his small theory. He had no real reply. They would have to venture out into the streets of Vegas to further investigate. His gaze snapped quickly towards her when she announced she needed to dismiss herself. He felt a vague bout of disappointment."Sure, sugar." He gave that wolfish grin, that couldn't be controlled. A slight bare in the fangs with the grin, but he let her walk away without any further teasing. She probably needed to do so to get away from the beast in him that was peering beyond it's human barrier all morning.Yawning, his train of thoughts grew a little less serious. It was hard to keep him thinking negatively for too long. He sauntered over to where Majorie was working and leaned against her desk, feeling in a very playful mood while he waited for Michelle to emerge from the washroom."Hey momma." he offered her a playful, handsome grin. |
Prince of Jurai | ninteen years ago...Everyone in the masaki house are gathered in Washu's laboratory staring at blue tubes filled with a strange green gel like liquid inside each tube are little black balls that kind of look like th stuf in lava lamp. It just lightly bounced kind of up and down in the liquid. The other two remained stationary."What are those miss Washu?" Aeyeka stepped forward staring at the tubes, and looking at them.Washu thought for a moment. "How should i best explain this?" A light bulb appeared above her head. "This is my, and tenchi's child." She smiled."WHA!" The whole house said simultaneously in an uproar. She grinned. "Just kidding well kind of what you see in these three tubes they are all of our children. I've taken, and combined DNA from all of us with some of Tenchi's Semen. I wanted to see if the light hawk wings would pass on, and i could have new subjects to study as well as how the jurain power would flourish if mixed with other species.""Oh, i get it." Mihoshi said. "But how did you get the samples from tenchi?", "Well while tenchi was asleep." Sasami's went wide eyed. "And that how i did it." She said with a large smile. Everyone in the room was beat red, and paralyzed with embarassment."Miss Washu i can not approve of you doing such a thing to tenchi while he was asleep. Steam flew blew from Ryoko's ears. As both Ryoko, and Aeyeka attacked only to be knocked down by a large hammer that seemed to materialize out of nowhere.She snickered phasing to tenchi. "Don't worry Tenchi i was gentle." Tenchi passed out.Present...A boy who had quite a few of tenchi's trait's stood over him. "Father tenchi are you ready to head to the field?" Tenchi hadn't aged a day the only one with any noticeable changes were Sasami who'd grown up to look just like Tsunami. Tenchi nodded. "Let's go Xerisyu, Is neeves coming?"Xerisyu shook his head. "I think he is studying with mother washu, or playing with mother Mihoshi. Well then i guess it's just you an I." Xerisyu said bye to everyone just as his father did as he followed his father out to the field.Xerisyu always loved having alone time with his father. He was the only male in the house, and in every way Xerisyu's role model. He usually felt left out. His sister had powers she could float, and manipulate energy summon protective blocks, and create force fields. And his brother had some of the same abilities not as powerful, and was a genius. He couldn't even float the only thing he had to show was his tail, but that was fine cause his father didn't use his powers which was another reason Xerisyu looked up to him. "lightbox close": "Close", "lightbox next": "Next", "lightbox previous": "Previous", "lightbox error": "The requested content cannot be loaded. Please try again later.", "lightbox start slideshow": "Start slideshow", "lightbox stop slideshow": "Stop slideshow", "lightbox full screen": "Full screen", "lightbox thumbnails": "Thumbnails", "lightbox download": "Download", "lightbox share": "Share", "lightbox zoom": "Zoom", "lightbox new window": "New window", "lightbox toggle sidebar": "Toggle sidebar" Xerisyu Neeves |
Finding something new.(Me and Sinfulroses) | "lightbox close": "Close", "lightbox next": "Next", "lightbox previous": "Previous", "lightbox error": "The requested content cannot be loaded. Please try again later.", "lightbox start slideshow": "Start slideshow", "lightbox stop slideshow": "Stop slideshow", "lightbox full screen": "Full screen", "lightbox thumbnails": "Thumbnails", "lightbox download": "Download", "lightbox share": "Share", "lightbox zoom": "Zoom", "lightbox new window": "New window", "lightbox toggle sidebar": "Toggle sidebar" The short stuff pirates docked had just finished the darning capture of another pirates treasure. The whole crew was quite pleased with there find. The town they landed on was called Hcir City. It was quite the expensive place, so it was perfect for a captain who was loaded. The dwarf pirate Colkura walked up and down the streets of Hcir city, hoping something interesting would happen to him. The city was quite pretty, the sidewalks seemed to be incrusted with jewels even. It was easily the richest place he had ever been to. Colkura smiled and looked around, for something that would catch his eye. |
Finding something new.(Me and Sinfulroses) | Nami was walking around the streets of Hcir city with a not to thrilled look. ''How did I end up here?'' She asked herself as she was just passing by, noticing how this city was for the rich. Nami found a good bit of things that caught her eye but she really didn't act upon it, knowing she had to use the last bit of money she had left. Nami figured the sooner she could slip upon another ship of a weaker crew and make off with the ship the better. '' I need a ship and a crew but where shall I go to find that?'' Nami asked herself while studying the people around her, knowing this was going to be a lot tougher then she originally thought. |
Finding something new.(Me and Sinfulroses) | The short pirate looked around to see if anything caught his eye still. And eventually something did catch his eye, but it was nothing of any material value. It was a women....and what a women. Colkura ran as fast as he could and started to walk beside her. Trying to look casual while trying to think of something to say. Unfortunately his brain wasn't working for a bit so it took a while. He looked at her again admiring her form and then it finally came to him. Hey there, you look lost. Need some help. So it wasn't perfect but it would have to do. |
Finding something new.(Me and Sinfulroses) | Nami froze at the sound of another's voice and turned around to see who it was, noticing the pirate was shorter then her. ''Ummm.......yeah......... I kind of lost my ship and I'm trying to find a suitable crew to join.'' This caught Nami off guard as she was use to see those around her height. '' SO if you have a good enough crew and ship, I would be helped. If not, then its okay and I can figure out another solution to my crew less problems.'' |
Finding something new.(Me and Sinfulroses) | The gods themselves must be rewarding him for...what ever he had done good in his life. A girl like that....looking for a crew to join. And a guy like him just so happening to own a crew. How wonderful fate was to him. Well what do you know. It just so happens that I own a crew. Captain Colkura at your service. Captain of the Short Stuff pirates. He smiled warmly at her, a little giddy with excitement. If you want to join my crew we'll have to have some kinda interview. He stroked his chin as he thought of a good place to hold it, and then spotted a restaurant. How about there? He pointed then started to walk into the restaurant and deciding not to wait for a waiter and sit down. He was a pirate manners were the last thing on his mind. |
Finding something new.(Me and Sinfulroses) | '' I need a what?'' Nami looked at him like he was growing another head for a few seconds. Nami figured this guy could be very easy to steal his ship from and his crew might not be as sharp as their captain. So she thought about it while looking at the restaurant figuring it wouldn't hurt to humor the short captain a bit. Besides she gets a ship and maybe get a free meal out of it, Nami couldn't really pass up this golden opportunity for herself. ''Alright, I guess I can have that interview over there but I don't think I can afford such a place to eat. So I don't mind just having the interview there and then we can get out of there, sounds good?'' |
Finding something new.(Me and Sinfulroses) | He smiled and pulled out a chair for Nami. O don't worry about a petty little thing like money. I'll pay for what ever you order. He said as he went back to sit on his own seat. Well first of all tell me your name? It was a question he probably shoulda asked way earlier, but better late then never. What are your skills, why should I have you join my crew? He asked trying to be as professional as possible, but it was hard to keep a straight face in front of a girl so beautiful. |
Finding something new.(Me and Sinfulroses) | ''Nami.....Are you sure about wanting to pay for me.'' Nami said as she kept repeating what he said through his mind as she took a seat. She was going to take advantage to this but had to do it without making it seemed so obvious what she was doing. '' I need a new crew since mine split up and the ocean is my home along with those who belong to that crew. I am a really skilled navigator and a talented cartographer at the same time, I guess I should add in the fact I can predict the weather pretty good as well.'' Nami said politely while leaving out the fact she was skilled at pickpocketing skills out of it. |
Finding something new.(Me and Sinfulroses) | O you can pay me back some how later. He smiled and listen to what she said. He already had a navigator...but another one wouldn't hurt. Well Nami, we already have a navigator. But your weather predicting skills would definlty come in handy. Our crew is only nine people and that's including myself. So the more the merrier. It will also be a nice change of pace to have a women on board. He said as his eyes trailed downwards but quickly went back to look at her face. Sorry to hear about your crew though. Another question, how good are you at fighting... not that I would like to put you in fights. But lets face it, in this era fighting kinda happens. |
Finding something new.(Me and Sinfulroses) | '' I can handle myself in a fight if I had to but what do you mean by paying you back? I'm not sure what you have in mind for that.'' Nami replied with an unsure look as she was really enjoying herself at the same time. Besides 9 other men could provide her with some entertainment while she enjoyed herself on his ship. '' So other then that, I am in?'' |
Finding something new.(Me and Sinfulroses) | O I'll sure I'll think of someway for you to pay me back. The dwarf chuckled a bit to himself and pretend to think. Even though he already decided to let Nami join his crew the first time her saw her. But he wanted to make himself seem somewhat professional. Yep, I think you'll be a lovely addition to the short stuff pirates. Then something occurred to him. One tiny little problem. My ship is kinda full right now. So we'll have to share a room..is that alright. He hadn't thought about the additional space Nami would actually need. But since his crew was all guys he didn't have any female rooms yet. Although his two shipmates could build her one soon enough. But ya do you have any questions for me? He asked as a waiter came up and asked for there order. Colkura ordered the shrimp not relizeing the irony in it. |
Finding something new.(Me and Sinfulroses) | '' Talk about pure irony in its finest.'' Nami said under her breath while ordering the same thing without thinking, it didn't matter because she liked anything. Although it would have to take some adjusting to sharing a room but not like she had a problem with it. ''Its fine and there is no hurry on rushing them to build the room. After all they must have a lot of work to do on top of it all. Although I do have a question, where did the name come from?'' Nami was picturing the whole entire crew being short and that made her unsure about how big this ship was. |
Finding something new.(Me and Sinfulroses) | I'm terrible with names. So when the marines gave me the nick name Short Stuff Colkura when they gave me my bounty. I just decided to give it to my crew. They didn't seem to mind even though they are short. He smiled when Nami agreed to be his roommate. Wondering how that would turn out for him, shrugging it off because his food arrived. Well, great minds eat a like I suppose. Once we're done I'll show you my ship. It's really nice very roomy and everything. And the weapons are amazing. He always liked talking about his ship. Proud of the work he shipwrights that built it. |
Finding something new.(Me and Sinfulroses) | '' I suppose you are correct with the eating alike thing.'' Nami replied with a slight smile as she was going over her plans in her mind. ''I can't wait to see your ship. I bet it is really breath taking from how you go on and on about it. So where did it come from or did you make it yourself?'' Nami asked as she tried to get him to open up to her even more. ''I'm just curious because most steal their ships from the rich and its very rare that a few actually made them from scratch.'' |
Finding something new.(Me and Sinfulroses) | My ship was made by the greatest shipwrights that I could find. My shipwrights made it truly wonderful, you'll have to see it for yourself to truly understand it's epicness. It has a bad ass snake head for the front of the ship. Really to me it represents my crew's bonds. It's also really, really fast. My shipwrights...are a little weird though. But most of my crew is. He said laughing. You'll fit right in. He said finishing his plate wiping his face off with a napkin. Do you want desert? He wasn't a desert kinda guy, but he wanted to make Nami feel welcome. |
Finding something new.(Me and Sinfulroses) | '' Sure, whatever they have good.'' Nami answered with a smile as she wondered how strange he was labeling herself as. '' I hope I can fit right in because I don't want the others to feel any kind of discomfort or anything. After all they came way before me and they have first say.'' Nami was playing it cool and she was liking the idea there was money and a good ship that would be hers for the taking if she plans this out right. Although she would have to play this out on a day to day bases with gaining their trust first before acting upon her plans. |
Finding something new.(Me and Sinfulroses) | Pfft, if those guys don't accept ya. I'll make them accept ya. He said as he laughed. Then he motioned the waiter to come over and in his proudest voice. Give the lady here the most expensive ice cream you have. The waiter bowed and returned minutes later with ice cream topped off with Carmel. Here you are, the best of the best Nami. He smiled at her, hopefully she was warming up to him. Maybe they could be more then shipmates. He quickly erased that idea from his mind. A pretty girl like her wouldn't want to date a guy like him. Well, when you are finished. I will show you to your new ship and crew. |
WHen the dark lords returned [Lawless and Pole] | It had been a little over a year when Harry had lost the big fight and many of the old order had gone into hiding. Hermione had no idea what had happened to Ron, Ginny, or Luna for she had chosen what she thought was the smartest way to stay hidden was to return to a muggle life.The witch had sent her parents away and told them it was better for them not to know where she was. After all, she knew that the dark lord would stop at nothing to destroy those who opposite him. Now, the female worked at a strip club in South Dakota none the less as far from home as possible. She had done her best to hide the British assent and now went by the name Bailey.She had grown into a lovely young lady with stunning curves and long curly hair. The bright eyes always on the look out and a troubled mind always reminding her that she should not use her wand. How she hated that she had been forced to return to an average life. In five minutes she would be on that stage again, peeling away every piece of clothing she currently had covering her body.As the manager walked in one last time, Hermione stood in front of the mirror the bright pink latex miniskirt barely covering the black, see threw, lace thong that covered what very private area she had left. A bright pink latex bra covered the now c cupped breasts and a black net shirt covered that. Matching pink boots, made of the same material as the skirt, came to just bellow the knee as she heard them announce her name.The brown eyes swept the crowed for anything dangerous before the slim form began to move to her song. It was a fast up beat sound that made her move her body in quick motions. Hoping onto the bar she hooked her legs over head and slide down the pole slowly while letting the net skirt fall from her features. |
WHen the dark lords returned [Lawless and Pole] | A tall man was sitting up front, watching her. The man was Lord Voldemort, however, he had disguised himself magically, to look like a Muggle. After he had defeated that Potter nuisance, and all of the remaining rebellion scattered, Voldemort had decided he would go on ahead and punish those for standing against him. Tonks, Ginny, Luna... they were all dealt with, already. Most of the older women, and the men, were tortured out of information...It wasn't until just a couple of weeks ago that he heard about where Hermione was.Voldemort looked up at her, and pulled out one hundred dollars worth of muggle money. "Hey, cutie." He said. "Why don't you take me to a private room for a private dance?" He said, and then stood up to rub her thigh, and look up her skirt. |
WHen the dark lords returned [Lawless and Pole] | As the customer motioned Hermione over she smiled and winked at him. Dancing over to him so that he could place the dollar bill where ever he would like she shimmied and whispered into his ear No problem, but you will have to wait until I am done up here and tell that gentlemen over there. She pointed at a man standing near the entrance how seemed to be taking private orders.Meanwhile, Hermione continued her routine. Playing a teasing game with one of the customers by letting him tug on her skirt and undo the zipper before twirling up and letting it hit the ground as well. The entire routine of three minutes ended with the girl dressed down to the black lacy thong which had a few dollar bills stuck into it.Winking at a few gents, the brunette rushed back into the dressing room and collected the money before sealing it away with the use of a little magic. She always wore high boots so that she could hide the wand in them just in case, but when it came to private shows she had her own outfits to work with.Changing into a pair of white thigh high, lace up, leather boots, the witch stared at the items she had brought with her in a duffle bag. Choosing a pair of panties out of it, her brown eyes inspected the bikini cut white panties carefully. They checked that the light pink bow on the back was still tied tightly before pulling them onto her fit body. The back cupped her ass firmly leaving no room for it not to show off every firm curve her rear possessed. To cover them she pulled light pink mesh bikini sash and tied it around her waist. Next she covered her bosom with the use of a white bra that had light pink bows holding the fabric over her nipples.Once she had tied her hair up into a pony tail and rechecked her make up, she slide the wand into her right boot before going to the public cabin she was sure to find the gentlemen from before it. As she entered she gave him a dashing smile and leaned against his chest looking up seductively Hello I m Porsche!What can I help you with today, sir? |
WHen the dark lords returned [Lawless and Pole] | Voldemort had smirked, and went and dropped the money off to the guy who was taking orders. Who knew Hermione Granger would be this close to being nothing but a whore. She had dropped so low. This would be fun.... he wondered if she had managed to keep her virginity. Probably not, he thought.He went to the room and waited for her. His wand was on a little strap on his pants, covered up by his overcoat. He would play with her, at first, make her act like a whore for a little bit, and THEN he would stun her, and end up breaking her in that room. Then he would take the place over, and force her to dance again.It would be the ultimate humiliation. |
The Urban Jungle | Shannon walked with brisk steps along South Street, on her way home after finishing the late shift in the grocery shop in Lakewood, Los Angeles. It was a rotten job she was underpaid, had gone through three hold ups in six months and her boss, mr. Ingles, could never ever be trusted to keep his god damned paws to himself. On top of it all, she thought she was coming down with a cold. Not that she'd get any time off to recuperate. How could sunny California be so cold and damp as soon as the sun set, anyway? She skipped a step when she heard a gunshot go off before falling back into pace. She wasn't so far off from Compton so... And it came again and again, close too. She noticed others on the street stop and turn their heads to a smaller street running perpendicular to South Street. She stopped and looked as lights flashed in the windows of a less cared for house in time with the shots before all suddenly went silent. She snapped out of her surprise and went for her cell phone.Marco couldn't believe how wrong this night had gone so suddenly and without warning. He crawled along the floor, breath coming fast and shallow, with one hand pressed over the parallel gashes in his chest. Oh shit that hurt! One minute he and the crew had been getting prepared for tonight's raid loading up their guns with bullets and their veins with speed, and all of a sudden the weird looking type had just been there, stepping out of the shadows. Marco could see the front door a few yards off, just beyond Pel 's rent corpse. Right then the Cainitevitaewas all that kept him going. He'd have to beg his owner for a fix as soon as he got home. Where the hell was that freak anyway?Marco's question was almost immediately answered as a form stepped out into the hallway, blood dripping off the half foot long claws that had sprouted before their eyes a mere minute ago. The claws that had put and end to the party. The figure seemed in his late twenties, dusky skinned and clad in cheap, inconspicuous clothing: Jeans, a tank top and a red ochre jacket. It was the folded bandana that kept his shoulder long black hair back and the round lensed shades that set him apart. Who wears sunglasses in the middle of the night? Marco wasn't happy about this, however, and with a pained gasp tried to crawl back the way he'd come, horrifically aware that it was of no use. "Leave me alone, man!" he cried out as the man approached slowly, calmly. The claws slowly slipped back into the tips of his fingers, excess blood falling down to the floor. Heedless of Marco's words, he took hold of the wounded mans jacket with his reddened hands and hauled him up with surprising strength, pressing him up against the wall. Marco groaned in agony, his breathing taking on a wet, gurgling quality."Where were you headed, Ghoul?" The low but insistent words came from a face bereft of any sympathy for his victim's plight. "Who is your domitor?" Marco could feel the eyes of stranger, concealed as they were, bore into his, but the Bond was a powerful thing and the devotion he felt for his owner prevented him from revealing anything and how he wanted to squeal right then! It was getting so hard to breathe. The man's brow furrowed and with one heave he threw Marco against the opposite wall. In the distance, the blaring of sirens could be heard. Crouching down by the prone form, the man turned Marco's head up with a hand, only to witness his last, gurgling attempts to breathe before he stilled and slowly went glaze eyed. A slight curse escaped the man's lips as he let go and stood up, the red and blue light of the police car's flooding in through the house's windows in flashes. The man turned and walked unhurriedly towards the window he'd entered through.Walking along the street, the shadows seemingly rearranging themselves to keep him covered, Julio was given to thinking as he put the flashing lights and the crowd behind him. He couldn't say he was satisfied with tonight's undertaking. The only survivor had expired from his wounds before he could talk. He'd gotten rash in the initial attack. Sloppy. Stopping by a van, he turned and looked back at the scene, resigning himself to wait. He would have to wait and see what investigators, if any, showed up to have a look at the place. With any luck, they might be used to find the associates of the men he had just dispatched. A little patience could carry you a long way. Name: Julio Cenyaotl Apparent Age: Late twenties Ethnicity: Nahua Height: 5'11'' Weight: 173 lbs "lightbox close": "Close", "lightbox next": "Next", "lightbox previous": "Previous", "lightbox error": "The requested content cannot be loaded. 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The Urban Jungle | Sometimes it was the simple things in life that kept one sane taking a quiet stroll through a park and not having to worry about gunshot or being mugged. Perhaps going to a resturant and not having to fear that the next bite of food you take won't land you in the hospital stricken with some food borne illness. And other times it was the comfort of your own home where you were protected from the harsh realities of the day to day, the ambience of classical music carrying away the tension of the job and hot water tainted with bubble bath and lavender oil could ease sore muscles and make you forget your worries and troubles for at least five minutes.Then again, life also never ceased it's flow for anyone, not even those who made it a point to work nonstop to solve all the mysteries and crimes this city produced on a daily basis. Some which seemed stranger than fiction as of late though she wasn't going to allow herself to dwell on them as she lowered herself into the hot sudsy water and sighed with relief. The only thing that could make this moment better would be a chilled glass of champagne and maybe the fact that this wasn't her apartment but rather some five star resort located in some exotic location. And maybe a nice cabana boy ready to massage her back and shoulders bearing a pina colada or something after her luxurious soak. Yep, that would definately make this moment a lot better. And a secretary to answer her phone. Answer...her ...phone...."Shit." She swore as she opened her coppery brown eyes and sat up while her cell phone buzzed and rang angrily as if to let her know it didn't appreciate playing second fiddle to her daydreams and fantasies as she lunged out of the tub and snatched it off the counter."Hello?"She asked, instantly regretting that she'd even answered the damn thing in the first place. She was supposed to be off for the next couple of nights after working eighteen straight days in a row but now it looked as if she was in for another long haul as she listened to the strained and tired tone on the phone. "Okay, where are you guys?"She inquired while wrapping a towel around her lithe form and absentmindedly rubbing her left foot against her right calf to banish some of the suds from her interupted bath. "Gimme a bit, I was in the bath. I know..it's not your fault. Uh huh...bye."As she snapped the cellphone shut and glanced at her reflection."Ain't this about a bitch?"She asked the face staring back at her before rolling her eyes and exiting the bathroom and padding into her bedroom to find something comfortable and clean admist the piles of neglected laundry. "Just one night..it's all I ask."She muttered before glancing at a picture of a man and a woman posing together in their wedding outfits. Her father had been a police officer and her mother a school teacher, much to her mother's dismay, she'd opted to follow a similiar path after her father instead. She liked the thrill of danger, putting together the pieces to bring suspects to justice. Her way of tipping the scale in the good guy's favor when more often than naught, it seemed the bad guy got away.And sometimes the bad guy employed desperate people as she squatted beside the body of someone familiar to her, gloved fingers gently and carefully turning the head of the victim before reverently laying it back on the floor. It was always hard when you knew that the corpse's name and it's family. Much less when that family was yours as she turned her eyes up at her partner and took a moment to find her voice which seemed oddly misplaced in the confines of tight and dry muscles. As much as she wanted to cry, she couldn't do that right now. Time to be a tough girl and get through this."Victoria, you know him don't you?"Justice asked as she nodded her dark head and sighed heavily, glancing back at the victim who stared back with lifeless eyes. What an utter waste! Marco was in his prime and instead of doing something productive with his life, he'd been all too easily seduced by the false promises of the street gang life. His poor mother was going to be heart broken when notified that her last remaining child had been taken by the streets just like the other four before him. At least he had a family who would mourn him properly though unlike some of the other victims she'd come across over the months and years who would be processed like slabs of meat and forgotten only to be numbers in the system.."Sorry. Yes, he was a cousin of mine."She answered as she stood and moved out of the way for city officials to step in and remove his body so someone down at the coroner's office could cut him open and find the cause of death after pictures and various samples had been taken. "I'm sorry for your loss."Justice muttered as he followed her outside, staying close in case she needed a shoulder to cry on, or someone to hide behind while she got her bearings. However, Victoria wasn't the sort to let sentiment get in the way of her job as she turned to look up into her partner's face with her jaw set stubbornly in place while her eyes danced for a moment with a silent challenge as if daring him to tell her to go home."Sorry you missed the other bodies.."Justice began only to mentally berrate himself at how stupid that had to have sounded. The woman just saw a relative dead and the best he could do was apologize for the other victims and not show more compassion. "It's okay, just give me the cliff notes version of what they looked like."A touch of empathy in her tone as if she could sense how much her partner was trying to be supportive while not compromising the situation. They were at work, this was what they did. If she wanted sympathy, shoulders and heart filled hugs while singing kumbaya around a campfire, she was in the wrong line of work. Gently, she pushed the emotional turmoil aside and let cold practicality settle in it's place as they stood outside the house and removed the soiled gloves from her hands."They didn't look nearly as good as..."He trailed off for a moment as she hiked her brows up slightly and nodded. So Marco had been spared a far more gruesome death, at least she could take some solace in that she supposed as she mentally shrugged. "They looked like they'd been done up with a machete or as weird as it's going to sound, a set of giant claws..."Justice shuddered as she gave a dry laugh. "Well, that sounds like the other group we came across a month ago."She pointed out to him, folding her arms across her chest while her teeth gently pressed into her lower lip. "You remember two years ago when we busted that small drug ring in South Central? Those guys were from South America right? Thought they were hardcore for using machetes to do their victims? I'm starting to think they might be back."She suggested. "You think so?"He asked as she gave a shrug."Not really, not when the D.A. nailed them to the cross as it were. Sort of sent a message to similiar groups and why would they suddenly surface now? Besides, there were no metal fragments found in the recent victims, remember? But neither were there any fur samples found so it couldn't be some wild animal running around. Whatever cut through those bodies, wasn't human but it wasn't animal either. Someone would see a bear and wild cats can't support themselves on their hind legs long enough to slash into a person's body.."As she turned shielded herself as though fending off some unseen attack."When a person is attacked by a dog or animal, what's the first thing they do? They hold up their arms to protect their face, right? Why then didn't the victims have any cuts or bite marks to the arms and wrists? All that was found were slash marks as if someone were using claws, right? Across the throat, chest and torso area, a couple on the back from when they obviously tried to run. What animal doesn't keep mauling it's prey once it's been felled?"She asked as Justice scratched his head as though truly stumped. "Well, a couple bore bite marks and they were missing some blood, remember? But we didn't find any on the ground to support that they'd bled out there. Like the blood had vanished."He spoke up as they lapsed into heavy silence for several minutes.Either there was a group of gothic kids who had their hands in gang activity..or they were dealing with things far out of their league and depth as she ran a hand through her hair and sighed. "I don't know, Justice, vampires? We're in L.A...not Transylvania or wherever they come from. I'm having a bit of a hard time believing that there's some bloodsuckers running around here fighting turf wars like some supernatural gangsters."She snorted even though the first tinglings of doubt had already begun to settle in place. Was it at all unlikely? Given the evidence? This shit was giving her a headache and she wasn't looking forward to calling her Aunt later to tell her about Marco. Definately not the latter before a hand gently placed itself on her shoulder to shake her from her thoughts."Vic, go home."Justice ordered softly as she started to protest only to be silenced by a finger pressed to her lips. "Just go home. Nothing more can be done tonight and the only thing left is a bunch of paperwork. You need to rest and let this all sink in. If you're tired, you're just going to wind up making a mistake later."Not one to pull punches even if he was trying to show some compassion. "I'm not going because you told me to.."She trailed off, struggling not to yawn as the two of them stared into one another's eyes. For a moment, there was a strong tension that built around them and the world seemed to fade before she lost the battle and yawned, breaking the spell of the moment in which both of them looked away quickly as if feeling guilty for that lapse of strength and control."Well, you better call me if there's anything exciting happening. Not like I really do anything on my days off."She spoke quickly, thankful that her dark skin hid the flush of embarassment in the darkness as Justice cleared his throat and nodded rapidly. "Take it easy, Vic..see you in a couple of days."He waived before moving away from his partner quickly and striking up conversation with one of the police officers in the area. Victoria smiled at his backside then pivoted on the axis of her heel and approached her vehicle across the street. Once settling in the driver's seat, she took a moment to rest the back of her head against the top of the seat and debated on if she should make that dreaded call now..or wait until she got home. Either way, her Aunt was going to be upset and while she hated waking people normally, especially to deliver bad news, this was going to be a hundred times worse than any of those times."Home."She told herself as she slid the key in the ignition and started the engine, the silver blue Accord departing it's parking spot and leaving the area while her fingers gripped the wheel tightly to hold it together at least until she got home in Van Nuys. NameVictoria Onika WattsAgeThirtyEthnicityAfrican AmericanHeight5'6Weight165 |
The Urban Jungle | He watched as the scene was taped off by the men in blue and the way was cleared for new vehicles to gain access: The CSI unit stopped by and sniffed around the place until they surrendered the bodies to the meat wagon. A civilian clad fellow who'd been moving around the scene since early on had greeted the unit, made some phone calls and remained after the party left the building. He was looking as a fairly promising candidate for what Julio had in mind, if the man would take it into his head to get off workbeforedawn. Checking his watch, he was almost on the verge of Obfuscating himself over to the investigator when a new car arrived on the scene and a woman stepped out onto the pavement.And there was no doubt it was a woman he was looking at. She was as good as the definition of the word. Graceful, lithe and quietly beautiful she was an eye magnet. Normally, Julio might've been tempted to sate the urge with her, but had already taken care of that. Besides tonight was a job night. Interestingly, however, she went up the investigator and exchange words before they both headed inside the house. His curiosity piqued, Julio went closer, though the tape barred him from getting near enough to see anything. He didn't mind. He just stood there, looking at the open door where she'd emerge again. She was apparently on the investigative team this was good. Maybe he'd go with her then?It was a short while later that saw the pair exit the building: The woman had a strange look on her face, the way she moved told Julio that her state of mind had transformed completely in there. What was it that could've caused that kind of change to a police officer who must've had plenty of experience with this type of thing? She stopped and turned on her partner, for Julio was convinced that this was what the two were, and looked him dead in the eyes. The man just began to speak, but the conversation that followed was lost on the man with the shades. The pair apparently made their good byes and the woman walked over to her car and got inside. It didn't start up, however. Julio took off his sunglasses but had to shield his eyes from the flash of the lightbars on the cop cars. She was just sitting there, form resting against the seat. If she had been unbalanced she would be an ideal target for him, he thought. But then the car started up and he made his decision. He quickly disappeared into the backyard of a nearby house and a few moments later, a quiet flapping noise could be heard, moving off into the distance.It hadn't been easy: He'd had to strain his body to keep up with the car, even with the advantage of ignoring ground obstacles, and the lights of the city hadn't made things any easier. But just when he'd though he was going to lose her, he saw her car turn off the road and enter an apartment block. Success. He was down between two buildings as she got out and in a few long seconds, he was standing upright once more, turning around to look around the corner. |
The Urban Jungle | The drive had been like the cell door opening on a condemned prisoner as she sat in silence, didn't even bother to turn the radio on as her mind mentally prepared itself for what she was about to do now that a decision regarding her Aunt had been made. Bad medicine was best taken swiftly followed by a shot of something strong to make you forget the pain.Once she reached her neighborhood, she could already feel the threat of tears in her eyes and her throat tighten once more only to slam her hands on the steering wheel once she'd parked her vehicle. While she would miss and mourn her cousin, he'd been selfish and thought only of himself in the end. His mother had worked three jobs to support Marco and his siblings, hoping to set a good example so that they rose above their situation and didn't become another statistic...fat good it did her."You selfish fucking bastard!"Victoria shouted from inside the car, letting the tears flow down her face as her hands came crashing down on the steering wheel again and again as though it were her cousin's face."What, you too good to finish school? Get a job? Fucking flipping burgers and fries and shit..SHIT! Now I have to go in there and call your mama up and tell her that her last living child is dead...you fucking....FUCK!"She exploded, hoping that somehow, some way, Marco could hear her in the afterlife and felt like shit. If it wouldn't compromise the case, she'd go down to the coroner's office and beat him.Finally stepping out of the vehicle, she locked it and set the alarm before heading down that proverbial Green Mile and inside where she flipped open her phone and dialed the number that had been looming in her mind's eye since she arrived to the scene of the crime."Hey Auntie Rose..."Victoria began as she shut the door behind her and tossed her keys on the table next to the door then flopped dejectedly on the couch. Ease her into it, She told herself though it seemed that Rose had an idea of what the reason for her calling was. The two began to cry on the phone to one another as Victoria answered her Aunt's questions as best she could."I won't know anything more until Justice calls me back or I get called in. I'm just..God I'm so sorry.."She apologized as her Aunt reassured her that it wasn't her fault. "No no..Auntie Rose, this isn't your fault either. You did the best for those kids, at least Robin was on the right track, it was just an unfortunate accident she got caught up in the cross fire of all that shit. Marco had it easy, more than easy. Yes, ma'am. I'm sorry I raised my voice, ma'am. I love you too, call me if you need anything."And then she was off the phone, throwing it across the room as though it were something unclean and foul.Her bath had gone cold as she stripped off her clothing and placed the gun she'd had with her in the nightstand drawer, draining the tub and filling it with water again. She just wanted to return to that quiet world she'd been in moments before she'd been rudely pulled away. A world where no relatives had to die a stupid death and she could just forget about mysterious deaths and people getting cut up. |
The Urban Jungle | As Victoria entered the apartment building the front door's self closing hinge began to slowly push it shut. But just as it was merely an inch left from closing and locking intruders outside, a pair of fingers intercepted it and forced the contraption to open again. Peering inside at first, Julio silently stepped inside and listened. He could hear the woman's foot steps on the stairs above him. As quickly as he dared move, he began climbing them higher and higher. The sound of keys, the rasp of a lock being worked. He hurried just a little faster, but the door closed before he reached the right floor. Looking around, he found there were three doors: Gerry, Marlin and Watts. He needed to know the name of the investigator, at the very least, but he couldn't go picking any locks while the owners of apartments were still probably inside. He'd have.... A raised voice! It had been brief and he couldn't make out the words, but it was a woman's voice and she'd sounded agitated. It fit in with what he'd seen of the investigator and he felt confident he now knew her address and name: Watts.Outside he began walking towards the main road as he fished out his cell phone. He'd have to catch a cab back to his haven because of the late hour and because he didn't feel like taking a dirt nap tonight. Flipping through the contacts on the screen, he chose one "Mr. Grey" and made the call. As he listened to the tone from the speaker his thoughts drifted back to the reason he was here, why he had been at that house and here the States to begin with. When those intruders had found his and his compatriots' holy site, they had been rash and presumptuous to believe it had remained unfound in the heart of the Mexican wilderness for no reason at all. It was still a mystery how the team and seemed to know its exact location in any case. No matter the reasons, the Tlacique had fallen upon their operation and in one swift stroke had eradicated them all. All except for one. That chalky bastard Julio had been tracking ever since. It was probably too good to hope that he hadn't already spilled the beans of the temple and the Tlacique to his sect mates, but his allegiances alone were enough for Julio to get the job done no matter what."It's you," rasped avoicesuddenly in the cell's earphone. "Yeah, me again," Julio agreed. "I've got this name I need info on.... I know and I hope can repay you soon... Right, an investigator or inspector with the LAPD Watts.... Yeah, that's all I know. Can you find out where she works from?.... Thnaks you know I appreciate it." He disconnected and put the phone back in his pocket. Things were slowly moving forward for him. Not fast, but forward none the less. If this woman, this Watts, could help lead him to the people those gangbangers, the resolution to his mission might not be far off. Of course, the woman herself almost made it worth the trouble. He smiled a little and held out his hand, waving for a cab. He'd know more the following evening. |
The Urban Jungle | The rest of the evening was spent between fitful bouts of rest, waking and soaking in the bath and attempting sleep once more if only to return to the bathtub almost like a ritual. However, when dawn finally spread it's light across the city, she finally managed to slip into a deep and dreamless sleep if only to be roused by the angry ringing of her phone.The room seemed so utterly fuzzy, like a monet painting as she tried to make sense of where she was as well as the hour of the day..or night as she rolled onto her side and looked at the clock on her night stand that advertised the hour in bright red letters 6:45pmalmost as if it were screaming the time to her as she grabbed her cell phone and flipped it open without bothering to look at who was calling."Hello?"She asked only to pull the phone back when the caller shouted back at her."GIRL! Have you ANY idea what time of day it is?! I've been trying to call your ass all day!"Came the explosive reply as Victoria sighed and pressed a hand to her brow."I'm sorry, I got to bed rather late last night..no it wasn't because I got drunk or I was with a man. Well it pays the bills, something you ought to try instead of expecting a man to do it for you. Honey, I really don't feel like going out tonight..no, I'm not avoiding you.."Victoria groaned as she silently cringed while her friend laid on the guilt trip. Sophia was a lot of fun to be with and the two had grown up in the same neighborhood, gone to school together and remained friends even after Victoria went off to the academy and she'd made a living of marrying men and divorcing them.Despite the different directions their lives had taken, they'd somehow remained friends even if at times, Sophia worked her last damn nerve like she was now."Yes, I'm listening, honey. Sophie, this really isn't a good time for me to go out..yeah, Marco was found dead last night. Nope, don't know who I'm not just saying that to be like a cop. Seriously. Listen, I'll call you later but I really need to get my ass up and fed. Uh huh...love you too, you crazy ass."And with that, she snapped the phone shut and stared at the ceiling. Once upon a time, Sophie and Marco had dated, almost had a kid together until she'd miscarried.Her friend called it a tragedy, Marco never spoke about it and her Aunt called it a miracle from God since she'd never liked her fast and flighty friend. Victoria had seen her over the years date and marry a whole sleu of men who ranged from C.E.O's to the local drug pusher to aspiring rappers to managers of local retail stores. She never had to worry about her plumbing since she seemed to always know someone to help with each and every problem around the house.Getting up out of bed finally while thumbing through her phone for missed calls and messages, she padded into the kitchen and groaned when nothing seemed to greet her. Terrific, She thought grumpily as she shut the door and went back into her room to find something clean to throw on. Maybe a trip down to Lee Lee's was in order, something quick and already cooked.Slipping her shoes on after buttoning her jeans and slipping the gun from her drawer in it's holster on her side, she grabbed her keys and her wallet then soon departed for the chinese resturant down the road. Some food, some cleaning and some phone calls were in order as she stepped out onto the sidewalk and approached her car before shrugging and decided to just walk the distance to work up an appetite. |
The Urban Jungle | Consciousness came slowly, the mind numbing darkness giving way to a hazy mist before thoughts became distinguishable. He opened his eyes to the pitch black and for a time, just lay there in the dark and the silence. After a while, however, his pupils began to fill up with a weak, red glow and the small space became visible to his enhanced vision. It was the inside of a "box" bed not situated on legs, but rather an enclosed frame of wood directly on the floor with a mattress on top. Inconspicuous enough, it would give him him some valuable time of ever the police entered his apartment during the day. He put up a hand and pushed the bed top up like a coffin lid and got out. His black and white vision showed him a purposefully darkened living space, cardboard taped across the windows and not a plant in sight. Looking to the bed table, a clock shone the digits7.40and told Julio, who already knew, that the sun had set. The glow disappeared from his eyes and he flipped the light switches, lighting the few, weak bulbs in the place. A quick shower, not much more than a few moments under the nozzle as he didn't actually sweat, after which he turned on the TV as he toweled himself, listening to the news. His handiwork hadn't earned specific mention, but the news anchor droned on about shootings and other reports of gang related violence in the city.Checking his phone for messages only to find none, he got dressed and exited the third floor flat to see what he could find out for himself back at those apartment buildings. Convincing the landlord to let him inside the woman's home wouldn't be difficult and she probably wasn't at home at this time of day. He caught a taxi and sat back to relax for the duration of the trip when, suddenly, his phone went off. Fishing it out of his pocket he looked on the screen to see he had received a mail from a secret number titled "Watts". Mr. Grey had wasted no time, it seemed. He opened the message and read its contents:Victoria Watts LAPD investigator Office at the downtown station Partner named Justice What followed was some statistics like her date of birth, years with the service, family members and their addresses as well as some info about her car that Julio was already familiar with. The mail ended with a reminder that he could expect his favours owed to be called in within then ear future. He sighed, needlessly, and turned his head to the window, seeing the right neighbourhood coming closer as he did. And then, surprisingly, his eyes locked onto the visage of one woman among many, walking down along the sidewalk ahead of the cab in the opposite direction. It was the errant miss Watts he presently gazed upon and quickly he told the driver to let him off where they were, handed over a few bills and got outside to look after the woman. He thought he caught a glimpse of her vanishing into a restaurant. A Chinese resaurant, in fact. Hurrying across the street, he approached the place and looked in through one of the large windows. Yes, that was her alright. Taking off his sunglasses, because the lighting inside was subdued, he opened the door and stepped inside.The place was tastefully decorated, none of the gaudy statues and carved wood of the more upscale Chinese restaurants. The aromas of cooking wafted out of the kitchen to permeate the main space and people stood in line to order. Watts was at the end of that very line, until Julio took up the spot behind her. Thumbs in his jeans pockets he struck a comfortably relaxed pose and said just loud enough for her to hear: "Spring rolls and good at this place?" |
The Urban Jungle | By the time she made her way inside the small chinese resturant and in the line of customers to place her order, her appetite had woken up with a vengence.Then again, that was the sort of place Lee Lee's was you could walk in with a full stomach and find yourself hungry again in a minute once the smell of roasted duck and sizzling garlic shrimp or freshly made noodles cooking in some sort of exotic pungent sauce hit your nose. The interior was rather lackluster at best with yellowed walls from all the frying and chain smoking the owners did in the back, and the coverings on some of the booth seats were ripped here and there.But for affordable and delicious, one couldn't expect it looking as if Martha Stewart had come through to add her creative touch to the place. And once you got to know the workers here, they treated you more like family than a customer which kept people coming back for seconds, thirds, and more.She was snapped from her thoughts however when a voice spoke from behind and she turned to stare at the owner. A face that didn't look as though he were from around here, handsome in that south of the border kind of way and for a moment, she had the crazy notion her friend Sophie might have sent him in after her just to play pranks on her."Try the lobster."She offered to him and before she could say anything else, her phone began to ring loudly and buzz in her pocket."Justice?"She asked, frowning as the speaker on the other end began to fly into a tirade, with her holding out the phone away from her ear. Something about multiple calls and being unable to reach her as she sighed and rolled her eyes."Lemme call you back in like two minutes. Yes, I'll call back."And with that she shut the phone and stepped out of the line realizing she would have to wait on ordering food. Maybe something had been found on her cousin to help track the bastard responsible for his death? She could only hope as she gestured for the man who'd been standing behind her to take her place before approaching the door and stepping outside."Hey, sorry..was just at Lee Lee's getting something to eat."She explained to her partner once she was a few feet from the door and leaning up against the side of the building in the alley.Unfortunately, nothing significant had been found and it was more of what she viewed to be a social call than anything else. "I appreciate the concern, really I do. But I'm starving and just want to get home. I'll call you later. Yes, I promise. Okay..bye."After hanging up, she slipped her phone back in her pocket and rolled her eyes. Sometimes Justice acted more like a nagging father or older brother than a partner though she knew it was just his way of showing he cared as she lingered against the wall for another minute before moving to head back inside. |
The Urban Jungle | He raised an eyebrow at the reply, but before either could follow up on it, her phone rang. Her gesture after she accepted the call was not lost on Julio who gracefully stepped aside when she turned and made her way out of the restaurant. He calmly started to move as if to follow her after a few seconds, but saw her stop outside the window and continue the phone conversation. Patiently, he reclined against a pillar and faded from the flickering attentions of the guests. It was an enjoyable aside from his usual hustling from one end of the city to the other, looking for informants and Havens, though he had gotten the impression that this woman was a person greatly occupied by her work on the times he had observed her she had seemed focused on one thing or another, her mind away from the here and now. This was not conducive for contact, however, and he would need to break through to her.When she re entered the restaurant, she would find the spot in the line empty the man nowhere in sight. Julio waited for her to return to the line before he left his place of observation to walk up to her side, stopping to apparently look up at the menu written on blackboards above the counter. "It does not seem as if lobster is on the menu tonight," he said in low tones, glancing at her sideways and offering a wan smile. "Admittedly, I'm not really the lobster eating type. Life today is so hectic you can hardly take the time for a decent meal, right?" |
The Urban Jungle | The sound of his voice made her turn her head and for a moment, her pulse accelerated in her veins before quickly calming. Why should she be surprised by his presence? For some reason, he made her feel as if she were on the menu though perhaps she was being a little presumptious in that aspect."Hm, so it doesn't."She replied, if only to mentally smack her brow at how utterly lame that sounded. Why was she worried about how she sounded to this man? Had Sophia really been so sneaky, known her so well as to send some handsome man to Lee Lee's to seduce her with conversation?Okay, just get your food and go home. You must be delusional..you're losing it.She admonished herself as she offered the man a wane smile and casual shrug."I can hardly take the time for a lot of things."She answered before it was suddenly her turn to place her order. Rattling off various items, she paid the cashier and then moved off to the side to wait, occassionally stealing glances at the man whom she'd been speaking to. Chalk it up to being tired, stressed, the impact of recently losing a relative, but she offered him a friendly smile and arched a brow in a playful manner."So then, if you don't like lobster...what DO you like to eat?" |
The Urban Jungle | "I can hardly take the time for a lot of things," she said, and Julio offered her a smile before saying: "Sounds like you got a tough job, but that's just something to be proud of. Shows, you know, quality of character." He followed behind her as she stepped up the counter to order her things. She was turning out be pretty receptive he might not even require any tricks. All for the better. When she finished her order and moved aside, Julio stepped up and was about to place his order, not missing the glances at his direction she tried to hide, when she spoke up again: "So then, if you don't like lobster...what DO you like to eat?"He paused and and looked over at her. With a grin, he looked her up and down with no attempt to hide his inspection and then turned back to the cashier, leaning forward to say what he wanted to order without anyone else hearing. Dropping a few bills in the man's hand he sauntered over to Victoria and leaned against the wall."If you'd like to find out what I enjoy, I guess you'll have to have lunch with me and see for yourself." He flashed her a knowing smile, waiting for her reply. |
The Urban Jungle | One could hardly call working with murderers, theives, rapists and the other ilk that stalked the streets of the city 'knowing quality of character.' But the warmth of his smile wasn't lost to her nor was the intention of a compliment as she returned his smile even if it was just a touch more wane than his was.Perhaps Sofia was right in that men were like a glass of wine Sometimes one needed to indulge in one or two just to help get over whatever life threw in your direction. Though as soon as that thought crossed her mind, she couldn't help but laugh softly under her breath.Then it occured to her he'd said something more and she sobered immediately, holding up her hand as if to fend herself from some unseen force, perhaps even his charm."Sorry, I was just thinking of something a friend of mine once said."She amended quickly and then recalled dimly what he'd said and for a moment, lowered her eyes shyly."One can hardly call this 'lunch time.' " She pointed out with a bit of an upturn of her lips, her eyes returning the previous gesture of his own and tilting her head to the side as if concidering something. Maybe she was feeling bold because she wanted to feel alive after so much recent death? Men and women clandestinely met up and had 'lunch' and more all the time. It wasn't like she had to sneak him through her bedroom window to hide him from some disapproving parental unit.Oh hell, what am I thinking?She mentally sighed.There was no husband, no boyfriend or even another lover to grow jealous if she should simply indulge..why was she holding back? The world seemed to disappear with just the two of them standing apart in a dark void, her heartbeat pounding in her ears like a drum that brought to mind dancing naked beneath a moon with another. Hands roaming...sweat...voices mingling in a chorus..."Order number six!"A voice shouted, pulling her from her reverie and making her jump a bit as the world exploded up around her as if to remind her she'd been simply dreaming and nothing more. Hastily she turned and grabbed her bag of food and then ran a hand through her hair to calm herself."I probably shouldn't though."She stated with obvious reluctance, wanting to but perhaps some latent survival instinct kicking in. How many young women had she visited in the morgue over the years because they'd taken that 'nice young man' home for 'lunch.'? What would her Aunt say if she stopped by and saw her with someone? What if work suddenly called her? Wasn't she supposed to call Justice when she was done here? The walls of the resturant seemed to grow closer and closer until she shut her eyes for a moment and then opened them with a new found resolve."But maybe I'm a bit tired of doing what I 'should' do. My place isn't far from here if you'd like to join me?" |
The Urban Jungle | He shrugged his shoulders, saying "Time is an illusion lunch time doubly so. I'm something of a night owl, you know?" She didn't reply, however, and he tilted his head, looking at her she seemed lost in some world of her own. Her demeanor was so strange: She was cheerful and somber, flirty and lost in thought. A little smile played on his lips, quite unintentionally, as the two stood there, quiet together for a little while her staring out at nothing, him staring at her. His thoughts began to drift to what her apartment might look like, how it smelled in there, what kind of sheets did she have on her bed, what would her skin feel like to touch, how did she look with those clo..."Order number six!" Julio grunted as they were both torn back into the real world by the sudden announcement, an Asian man waiting by the counter with a takeout box in his hands. Julio had to look aside for a second as he restrained the irritation on his face before looking back to Victoria, who by then had collected the food and was running a hand through her hair. What exactly had she been thinking about, he found himself wondering. So it was with a certain measure of dismay that her listened to her excuse herself, reluctant though it may have been. He knew he could cheat and manipulate her consent out of her, but he didn't like taking the short route. Lucky for him, he didn't have to."...if you'd like to join me?" He hid his relief with an easygoing smile and shrugged noncommitally. "It's not really as if I could refuse, is it?" He joked and turned towards the counter, seeing his food being brought out. With it in hand, he walked towards Victoria and together they stepped out into the chilly night air. Walking by her side along the pavement, he said: "I'm Julio, by the way. What would you like me to call you?" |
The Urban Jungle | If her mother were alive, she'd surely give her a disapproving frown for her reckless behavior, Justice would likely skin her alive and her wild friend, Sophia? Would probably high five her and want dirty details in the morning. Not that she intended on telling a single living soul about this momentary lapse in character as she walked out of the resturant with the handsome stranger. This was strictly between him, her and maybe the couch or bedroom..wherever they wound up having 'lunch'.How do you even know that he'll want sex? When did we decide that we were just gonna take the plunge?She asked herself, glancing to the side at her new found friend and then mentally chuckled. Something about the way his body moved made her think of a giant jungle cat walking alongside a female, bumping her side to entice her into mating.Meow, baby..She drawled before realizing that he'd asked her a question."Victoria."She answered, moving a smidge closer with her hand sweating as it gripped the plastic bag containing her food. Even though it smelled delicious, there was something in the air that attracted her attention far more while her free hand fished around to find her keys as they neared her apartment."Do you live around here? Or were you just prowling the urban jungle?"She ventured to ask, walking up the steps and opening the door to her building. Once more her heart began to race, the drum beat setting the pace for this strange ritual between Man and Woman.It wouldn't take too long to reach her apartment, sliding the key in place and turning it slowly and then pushing the door open. Opting for something with softer lighting, she turned a lamp on and then set her bag of food on the kitchen table, assuming he'd follow her in. No turning back now, tonight she was going to kill some pain in the most unorthodox way she knew how. "Go ahead and make yourself at home."She called from the kitchen, slipping her shoes off and straightening things up quickly so he wouldn't think her to be some slob."Do you want something to drink?"She asked him, pausing in front of the fridge to await his response. |
The Urban Jungle | He followed close after her as she opened the door to the apartment complex, not too proud to inspect her physique from behind her as she climbed the steps of the stairs. "Not around, as such, no. I'm from Mexico I just came here to look for an old friend of mine, but I've been having some trouble finding him." He might as well lay some of the ground work right then if he hoped to achieve some progress later on. "Still, can't say I'm not enjoying my stay here the ocean air, the food and all the beautiful sights," he grinned, giving her an open look over. "And, of course, the friendly locals."She opened the door and they both stepped inside her apartment, giving Julio his first inside look at her home. He drew in the scent of the place, adding it to his memory. He got ready when he saw her move for the dimmer, but thankfully she only went as far as turn the lamps on, leaving the lights at a low glow.Accepting her invitation, Julio moved into the living room and over to the windows, while she was still in the kitchen. He swiftly released the curtains and let them cover up the windows, giving the two some added privacy. "Do you want something to drink?" came from the kitchen and he replied: "No, that's alright. Not really in the mood for drink, right now." He began to walk slowly around the room, studying the shelves and the walls and what pictures there were. Anything might be of interest, of help to him. He noticed a stereo system and a collection of CD's in a rack. He raised his brow at that and inspected the titles, searching for something that could work out tonight. He wasn't exactly a great connoisseur of Western music, but he'd had a long time to at least pick up on some of the general points of the medium. He noticed some promising albums, but decided to let it wait a little while yet. Taking a seat on the sofa, he leaned back and settled in a leisurely manner, waiting for Victoria to join him."If you don't mind me asking: What is it you do, Victoria?" he asked as she exited the kitchen. |
The Urban Jungle | As she exited the kitchen to join her guest in the living room, she realized the answer to his question might be a deal breaker if she answered him honestly. Was she so starved for a night of stringless indulgence that she'd lie about what she did?"I work for the city."She carefully answered as she settled on the couch and took a sip of water she'd poured from her fridge before setting it on the coffee table before them. "Though really, work is the last thing I want to think about tonight."She added, hoping to distract him from the topic."So you're looking for a friend? This city is quite big, any leads on where to look for him?"She asked only to flinch inwardly at how much that sounded like she were taking a case. If she had been trying to hide her profession, she might do well to take the detective off the case as it were and reassign it to shutting up."Maybe you could try hiring someone to help you. I mean, there's tons of private investigators in this place, most willing to work on a sliding scale."She suggested quickly, reaching for the water to fill her mouth with something so she wouldn't blather on any further. That's when her eyes danced to the music collection atop of her entertainment center and she rose to find something to play, anything to break the silence and move the conversation and evening onto something a bit more fun than a botched attempt at subterfuge."This should work."She mused, opening a c.d case and slipping the silver disc into the player and adjusting the volume.The sound of someone whispering something in spanish could be heard before a mixture of contemporary club sounds and something south of the border could be heard, mixed with bilingual lyrics that caused her to sway a bit while closing her eyes. Tonight we dance, I leave my life in your hands. We take the floor, Nothing is forbidden anymoreAll that was needed to make this moment even more enjoyable was perhaps total darkness and a handsome face to dance with while Enrique serenaded them both, and it was then that she simply offered her hand to him to see if he'd accept her offer.Don't let the world in outside. Don't let a moment go by. Nothing can stop us tonight! |
The Urban Jungle | "It seems he's fallen in with some bad company, if you know what I mean," he said, leaning back against the arm support to face her. "Yes I suppose I need someone with experience with this type of investigation. Maybe someone will come along?" He shrugged, signaling that the topic was done with and ready to move on to more interesting matters. He watched her get up after forcing down a huge gulp of water from her glass and walk over to the music collection. Ah now we're getting somewhere.His eyes locked onto hers as the music began and he smiled at her, rising as she held out her hand to him, accepting the invitation. He slowly approached her in step with the beat and just as Enrique delivered his first passionate "Bailamos!" Julio was there, hand in hand and arm around her waist his eyes never left hers. He lead her into the dance feet, legs and hips moving in time to the rhythm, his body pressing close to hers. He subtly began to let the effects ofAweaffect her mind, captivating her attention even further, refusing anything to interfere with her attention for even a moment. Then and there there was only two people, a rhythm and a need to follow that rhythm's every whim and desire. |
The Urban Jungle | As he slithered towards her, like a snake in the grass, she easily fell into the role of the bird who'd fallen from the saftey of the nest. The way his eyes hungrily fell upon her thrilled her and she happily allowed him to move her into the dance.The music seemed to melt away, the only sounds she could hear were that of her breathing and her heart thrumming loudly in her ears as she leaned into him and held his gaze pulse racing in her throat and lips throbbing as though begging him to kiss her.Kiss me!Her eyes screamed to him until she couldn't help but lean in closer to him so that her chest and his seemed to mirror one another. Hips pushed together.He'd mentioned something about his friend..cousin..someone falling into bad company and while the polite thing to do would be to ask further information, maybe even offer her own services to help track down this missing individual, all she could focus on was the way the warm and distant glow of the lamp cast a halo of light around the back of his head. As though he were some forgotten saint whom she'd invited in off the streets to rest from his travels.Fingers laced through his and she completed the embrace, happy to let him lead her this night and for once throw caution to the wind and just live for the moment. |
The Urban Jungle | His auguring gaze held hers even as he subtly studied her reactions with a predator's sense of detail. She was taken with scene, breathing heavy, heart pounding and her warm arms gripping his body. He smiled hoodedly at her, grinding their hips up against one another, bodies pressed tight as they moved to the rhythm slowly back and forth across the living room floor. He'd felt the attraction towards her the moment he'd laid eyes on her and now, not even a day later, she was there in his arms, ready for the taking. He lent in close to her face, smelling her hair, moving his face around hers slowly, brushing against it.Softly, he began to kiss her skin, planting feathery kisses down her cheek bone to her jawline and further down to her throat, tilting her head upwards. Then he began coming back up again, kiss by kiss, until he was there at her mouth. It wasn't feathery, it wasn't chaste: As their lips met he pressed his to hers and pushed his tongue forward without any intention to take a no for an answer. Their bodies held against one another, their mouths pressed tight, his hands fell down to her waist where the thumbs hooked into her pants, staying there for the moment without tugging, but ready to heed the call when it comes. |
The Dating Hypothesis (Vicodin and Tortoise) | Another problem, come about by the supposed untrustworthy shipping abilities of the movie theater. "I refuse to go to a movie theater that of course decides that Red Vines are better then Twizzlers." Sheldon replied to Leonard, who was offering to go to a movie. Sheldon however knew that the main ingredient within Red Vines was the kind of red coloring dye that has caused cancer within some individuals. Twizzlers are made correctly, and he refused to get a licorice that would kill him. Leonard sighed and took his car keys from the bowl near the door, before opening the door and leaving. Sheldon blinked, "Well that was a little unresponsive." He said, as he sat back down on his side of the couch. He turned on Battlestar Galactica and unpaused it from it's previous spot on the dvd player, and then looked around. He was alone. How perfect.The annoyance of humans would not occupy him. He was alone. But there was a whirring noise that was starting to annoy him. Where was it coming from? Sheldon moved up and walked over to the DVD player, followed by pressing the eject button so that his disc would not scratch. It did something worse. The DVD player sparked, and then stopped working. Sheldon twitched. "My... Battlestar." He said, falling to his knees in an epic way. "N no!"He unplugged the dvd player and then put it into the trash can, followed by sighing. "Do I have to make my own DVD player in order for it to not break down?" But when the trash can closed, he noticed that he was bored. "Maybe Penny is home." He said to himself, and he got his key from the bowl near his door, opened the door, walked outside, and closed it behind him, followed by locking it.Knock knock knock. "Penny?" Knock knock knock. "Penny?" Knock knock knock. "Penny?" Sheldon asked, and he waited for the door to open. He had the Boggle board game, and was ready to play some Klingon Boggle with her if she was interested. |
The Dating Hypothesis (Vicodin and Tortoise) | Penny stood in the bathroom, contemplating her reflection with a pensive air. Truth was, however, her preoccupations didn t quite require the serious expression the pretty girl bore. Of course the again, next to her neighbors problems that seemed to revolve around the purchase of limited edition objects from the comic book store and experiments gone awry anything was interesting.Kurt kicked her out of their place when they split, and the guys that followed were an incessant stream of hot yet irresponsible and self absorbed jackasses whose main topic of conversation was their own persona most of the time. Her job wasn t getting her anywhere the scent of cheesecake was almost more powerful than that of her vanilla oil. She shook her head softly, a pout gracing the delicate face. She deserved better than that. If even Leonard managed to find someone, why couldn t she?Penny almost smacked herself for the thought. Leonard was a nice guy odd, but comparing to Sheldon, Howard and Koothrapali he was fairly normal. Anyone was normal comparing to Sheldon, she chuckled to herself. It didn t take a Ph.D. in psychology to figure out that he was nuts. Not in a bad way though, as far as she knew he was a lot less offensive than even her siblings.Sighing, she tugged on the string holding the short black robe made of silk together, letting the robe part to uncover her nearly flawless body. Grinning at her reflection she nodded slowly, who wouldn t want a piece of that? She questioned the mirror in her low, playfully seductive voice when the familiar knocking disrupted her as it always would when she least expected it.Rolling her eyes, she pulled her robe back together, leaving the water running as she walked over to her door through her messy apartment. Oh, how she hoped Sheldon wasn t there because he needed her to drive him somewhere or even worse, because he locked himself out of his apartment. Pulling the door open, she stared at him with an exasperated, almost condescending expression in complete silence for a few second. Sheldon, she replied in a fatigued voice. What s wrong, sweetie? She wondered, studying him almost the way a mother would watch an annoying child. |
The Dating Hypothesis (Vicodin and Tortoise) | Sheldon was surprised when the door had opened to reveal Penny in her robe. He thought that maybe she was preoccupied with something, "Penny, if you are having sexual intercourse with someone, I can always come back." Sheldon replied, looking into the room to see if anyone was there. However he wasn't invited into the room yet, which had made him a little irked. The room, was a disaster zone. "Although judging by the state of this room, I don't know how you would be able to have intercourse in here without falling every few steps." Sheldon invited himself into the room, being that he was tired of waiting, and he set the board game down onto the table. "Penny I wanted to know if you wanted to play Klingon Boggle with me." He said. "Leonard refuses to accept that the coloring in Red Vines can cause a cancer related death."Sheldon was still annoyed with the room. He didn't have a routine spot that he sat in, in this room. And with everything settled about amongst the room, he couldn't pick one until this was more clean. "If you were going to remove the smell of cheesecake from you with a shower, I can clean up this room a little bit more. It might be able to help you get a partner. And we would have room for our board game." |
The Dating Hypothesis (Vicodin and Tortoise) | Penny s lassitude grew at Sheldon s comment. If I was having intercourse, I wouldn t have opened the door, she stated, stepping aside to let him in which she instantly regretted when he commented on the state of her apartment. It always annoyed her how Sheldon unceremoniously acted as though he was at home and insulted her place. Sheldon, sweetie, I don t think men usually look at the state of my apartment when they re about to have intercourse, she pointed out with an offended air, studying the game of Boggle. Because I am fluent in Klingon, she rolled her eyes, unable to prevent herself from laughing at his following statement. I don t know how he could do that to himself, she stated, sighing. Fine, she shrugged absently. Just don t break anything, she added quickly and walked off to the shower. Finally getting rid of the robe, she slid into the shower, enjoying the scent of shampoo and soap on her skin, replacing the permanent smell of cheesecake. Singing softly despite the fact that she knew Sheldon hated her singing, she took her time since the guy was offering to clean her apartment. Finally, she turned off the water and slipped, the landing into the bathtub with the shower curtain covering her lower body. Ow, she cried out, a sharp pain in her ankle preventing her from standing up. Sheldon, help me, she called out, shifting slightly to cover her breasts with the curtain. |
The Dating Hypothesis (Vicodin and Tortoise) | "Oh you are fluent in Klingon? That is wonderful, we can actually play this game and I might have an actual challenge." Sheldon replied, not noticing the sarcasm that was in her voice. However everything that she replied with had always stumped him. What if the man that was going to have intercourse, wanted a bottle of water or something afterwards? Wouldn't he find it extremely unpleasant to have to go through this whole apartment of dropped things and sharp objects on the ground in order to get something to hydrate himself? Sheldon shrugged and when Penny went into the shower, he began to clean, finding the shelves that she was using to be very useful. Every piece of clothing had been arranged in Penny's drawers so that everything was extremely neat.However when Sheldon heard Penny's cry for help, he moved through the pathway that he created for getting from one room to the next, into Penny's bathroom. "Penny, you fell in the bathtub." He said, pointing it out just in case she didn't realize it. However she wanted help, and he moved down to pick her up by her stomach and her waist. The troubles that he was having with lifting her up was due to him not working out. Geniuses didn't need to work out. He managed to sit her down on the closed toilet, and he then let out a sigh of relief. Lifting her was hard. "Penny, do you need me to get you some clothes?" |
The Dating Hypothesis (Vicodin and Tortoise) | Penny studied Sheldon as though he was completely out of his mind. Thank you for pointing it out, Sheldon. I haven t noticed, she stated, surprised by how hard it was for him to lift her. She was hardly a hundred pounds, and with Sheldon s height she would have expected it to be a piece of cake. Her boyfriends generally had no problem picking her up heck some of them enjoyed carrying her around the only instance in which the mess in her apartment was an actual problem. Thanks, she murmured, her gaze trailing over her friend when he did lift her, sitting her down on the toilet. She was surprised that he didn t even look at her, despite the fact that she was completely naked.His comment made her realize it, blushing and instantly covering as much of her slender body as she possibly could. A part of her had a hard time grasping the fact that Sheldon didn t feel anything from the sight. No, I enjoy being naked in front of my neighbors, she stated sarcastically, before realizing that Sheldon had no idea that she was sarcastic most of the time. Can you hand me my robe? She wondered, wincing slightly as she moved her leg, the sharp pain causing her to gasp when she put some pressure on the twisted ankle. |
The Dating Hypothesis (Vicodin and Tortoise) | Sheldon was noticing that the tone of Penny's voice was causing him to feel a little more awkward when she had stated that she knew what he was saying. How did a non college graduate know what he was going to say? That was like a kid from the special ed portion of school saying that they knew what he was saying. Nevertheless, he walked into Penny's room and grabbed her robe, followed by walking back into her room and giving her the robe. "Penny I can lift you into your bed if you are having trouble walking over to it." He said, looking down at her and her naked body before she put it on. "I must say, you are very attractive. I know why Leonard had just a big a crush on you as Walowitz does on any woman in existence."Sheldon moved her over to her bed, and then started to clean up around her bed so that she would be able to reach any part of her room without stepping on something. He listened to her if she would talk, but he ended up stopping what he was doing in order to listen, and reply when she was done talking. "You know Penny, you should probably lie down for tonight so that you can rest that ankle. I don't think that I will be able to fall asleep in the same bed as you, or on your couch, because your couch has as much lumbar support as a hammock, made by someone with cerebral palsy." Sheldon replied. "But you have my cell phone number, if you need it." He waited for some kind of response from her, so that he could get the cue to leave, or stay. |
The Dating Hypothesis (Vicodin and Tortoise) | Penny s face grew bright red when Sheldon returned, commenting on her appeal. For a moment, it threw her off, bringing utter confusion to the pretty face. She didn t know that Sheldon actually realized that women were attractive. Heck, she had no idea Sheldon wasn t completely asexual. Shaking it off as an objective statement, she pulled off a meek smile and slid on her robe. Thank you, she murmured softly before shaking her head. No sweetie, I think I should walk, she nodded with a decided expression. She didn t want him to twist a hip or anything. For a few moments she studied him in silence before making her way along the clear path. How in the world did a girl like her end up becoming friends with people like him? They were challenging everything somehow, and making things so much harder in a way.Plopping down onto her bed she stretched out lazily, only bothering to understand Sheldon s statement halfway. Um Huh? She arched her eyebrows, shrugging. Truth to be told, she preferred Sheldon s company to a night of solitude with a hurt ankle. You don t have to go. I have cheesecake in my fridge? She offered meekly, doubtful that Sheldon would catch the fairly straightforward cue yet not ready to tell him she didn t want him to leave. |
The Dating Hypothesis (Vicodin and Tortoise) | The offering of cheesecake was something that was willing to keep Sheldon in the house. He had recently read a paper on how humans loved when you took joy in what they give to you. So Sheldon's hypothesis would be to take the cheesecake, eat it , and then finally do the dishes himself, because she probably wasn't going to do them. With this dirty of a room, he doubted if Penny actually did her own laundry without reading the labels on the detergent. Nevertheless, she was a very nice neighbor, and it would be wrong of him to think otherwise, or say otherwise within her own home. Sheldon nodded his head. "Very well Penny, I shall go fetch the cheesecake and get us both equal shares." He said, and he walked out of the room.Halfway to the fridge, Sheldon noticed that Penny's naked figure was sticking inside of his head. He stopped, thinking. "Odd." He thought to himself. "Usually when you are thinking of another woman naked, you are wanting sexual gratification." Sheldon opened the refrigerator and divided the cheesecake into equal shares while he thought. "But I don't really need it, do I? And Penny is probably still attached to Leonard or that tower of an ex boyfriend." Sheldon sighed. "Human behavior is so confusing." He finally concluded, as he walked into Penny's room with cheesecake on equal color plates, and same size forks, along with the cheesecake being divided equally. "Here you go." He said, placing the plate on her chest and then eating some cheesecake of his own. He stood, since he couldn't find his own personal "spot" yet. |
The Dating Hypothesis (Vicodin and Tortoise) | Penny beamed when Sheldon left to get the cheesecake, clapping her hands together once. Ah, sugar. While Sheldon was gone, she attempted to figure out what was happening. Was she really desperate enough to go after the craziest thing around? Certainly, she didn t find Sheldon unattractive. But she likely had fewer chances with him than she did with George Clooney. On the other hand, he was smart and after Leonard, that was a big thing. She still remembered her dumb date who thought the guys were going to explode the moon. She chuckled at the thought only to realize that Sheldon returned.Yes, she wanted to give it a try. How to go about it? She sat up, scooting over slightly. Taking her plate, she took a bite, expecting Sheldon to sit down beside her yet nothing came. Letting out a frustrated sigh, she smiled at him. Sheldon, sweetie, sit down, she motioned, taking another bite. The cheesecake was great she brought it from the Cheesecake Factory earlier that day. Oh thank god she was off the next day, her ankle was hurting and she wouldn t trust Sheldon to drive her to the hospital. You should stay for a while. When is everyone coming back? She wondered, her bright gaze trailing over him slowly. |
The Dating Hypothesis (Vicodin and Tortoise) | Sheldon had sat down on the bed when Penny had asked, and the comfortable feeling of it had surprised him. Although maybe it shouldn't have, since intercourse is best on top of a comfortable bed, or at least, that is what he was told, through the many papers that he read. So keeping in mind that Penny's bed was comfortable, Sheldon laid back on it, making sure not to touch Penny's hurt ankle. He took another bite of his cheesecake, and then set it on the end table near her bed. "Very delicious cheesecake." He said.When he was asked when the boys were going to get home, Sheldon shrugged. "I do not know how long it would take from them to see the latest Transformers movie, and be utterly disappointed by it, but I would assume that they would be gone at a minimum of three hours." Sheldon said. "Koothralpalli likes to eat his food slowly, so it usually takes them an hour to eat, at least. And then the movie is two hours long. So at least 3 hours." Sheldon turned his gaze to Penny, staring into her eyes. "Was there something that you had in mind? Something more fun then Clingon Boggle?" |
The Dating Hypothesis (Vicodin and Tortoise) | Penny watched Sheldon settle down, surprised that he hadn t commented on the wind s direction or anything silly the way he usually would. Setting her cheesecake aside as well, she flashed Sheldon a content smile with a pride making it seem like she prepared it. Thank you Sheldon, she replied politely, trying to hide the nervousness. Oh God, it s been an eternity since she has last been with a man. It s all Leonard s fault, she told herself once again in frustration, momentarily crossing her arms under her chest. I see, she nodded to Sheldon, only listening to about half of the things he said. Three hours. Blinking, she realized that her neighbour was staring right into her eyes. She looked back at him for a few moments, completely silent, a light blush appearing on her cheeks. How in the world did sex even brush her mind at that question? Um , she let out pensively, not quite sure whether risking it was appropriate or not. She worried he would tell his friends if she made a move on him, and having Wolowitz torturing her with his advances would awful. He had an attractive face though, up close. Finally, she shifted and placed her head on Sheldon s shoulder, her lips lightly grazing his neck. Not really, I just don t want to stay alone, nor play Clignon Boggle, she offered, one of her arms snaking around his waist. |
The Dating Hypothesis (Vicodin and Tortoise) | The feeling of Penny's lips against his neck had made Sheldon feel a little uneasy. His neighbor was trying to made an advance on him. The lips grazing his neck had made a tickle sensation go down them, and he looked to the door, and then to the tie that he was wearing around his neck. Did social protocol work in situations like this? Was Sheldon supposed to tie his tie around the doorknob, like Penny had explained to him a year ago? Or would he just have to go with it, and do whatever it was that Penny had in mind: sex.Sheldon was also wondering why it was that Penny was automatically subjecting herself to sex. Surely she didn't have any friends with benefits, as far as she knew, and Penny was making a move on him so quickly. It was unnerving, but Sheldon was not going to pass up this attractive woman, as long as he was in this room. He tilted his head back a small amount, so that Penny had easy access for whatever it is she wanted to do. "Penny I must give you a warning that I did not bring any protection with me, and that I read many papers on intercourse, so I do know a lot... About this kind of thing." He wasn't blushing, but he was pausing. "If this is what you are wanting." |
The Dating Hypothesis (Vicodin and Tortoise) | Penny s jaw almost dropped when Sheldon spoke. She almost jumped up, studying him seating. Her cheeks burned red, a soft nervous giggle escaping her lips. I was just making myself comfortable sweetie, she replied meekly, stunned that Sheldon would even think of intercourse with her. She couldn t help but replay his movement as he tilted his head back. It was a complicated situation and truth was she had no idea what to do. When Leonard and she had been together, she could feel how much he wanted her. Sheldon, meanwhile, was talking about sex as though it was some kind of a scientific experiment for him. Is it what you are wanting? She wondered reluctantly, twisting a lock of hair between her fingers. She relaxed slightly and leaned back against the bed, her head mere inches from his. Read? She studied Sheldon, wondering if he really has never had sex. She shivered from the thought. She could hardly go on a couple of weeks without getting cranky. |
The Dating Hypothesis (Vicodin and Tortoise) | Sheldon was surprised at her reaction. He thought that Penny was going to be going along with his suggestion. Many times in the past, when Penny had been without a sexual release, it was hard for her to act nice towards her neighbors. That is what got her into online gaming. He remembered that week, the week of constant gaming that seemed to be what would happen if Charles Manson was told that he could only play Age of Conan. She was in that game, and it was creepy the way she turned out. Although as Sheldon came back to the here and now, he shook his head. "Penny, as your friend, I would assume that friends would get each other out of problems. Your problem at the moment is your sexual frustration."Sheldon then continued. "My problem is that I have a sexually frustrated woman in the same room as me. A woman who previously was dating my roommate and best friend. But our problems can be taken care of with one thing, sex." Sheldon then looked to his clothes. If she wanted to, he would. He didn't want a complaining person in the same room with him anyway. And he could finally do the experiment and see if the papers that he wrote gave him good information. |
The Dating Hypothesis (Vicodin and Tortoise) | Penny swallowed slowly, trying to figure out whether Sheldon was joking or not. As he finished speaking, she sat still for a few moments, simply waiting for the familiar Bazinga that would make things the way they had been. However, nothing came and she was quite certain that Sheldon was the only person on Earth who could rationalize sex to the point of making it unappealing. Slightly confused, she bit on her thumb. Um, Sheldon, sex is not about solving a problem, she stated, tilting her head. I mean, it has to be something you want. Is it what you want? She wondered, sitting up slightly. Because I mean, if it is, I m not against it, she mumbled, feeling a light blush come to her cheeks. She could not believe she was having that conversation with Sheldon. She certainly didn t want to end up the way she had that dreadful week she decided to never bring up again. Since she refused to game, she dreaded to think of what kind of a nerdy, odd activity she could get herself into this time. |
1X1 Prince Of Persia rp. Cysma and I only. | The setting takes place in a small town in a Persian city, where a prince is ready to lead an attack on, The holy City Of Alamut where a princess is praying to the gods of Sand Of Time to protect the dagger from the hands of evil . One of the priest said to her, Excuse me your highness we found this girl that was knocked by something and were not sure what could of knock her out, I believe this girl is a sacred white ninja from a country that got invaded and also destroyed as well. We did some research about this girl and we found some interesting info about her, and her powers and skills she can heal any kind of wound, and she could also bring someone back to life, we found her in the nick of time, what should we do with her your highness hmm? The princess said to the priest, She needs to recover from being knocked out she ll be a great help to us all and I believe she can fight really well, I ve seen her once before in my life time, and once she is awake please come and inform me understood and she is not a threat to us at all, she is an allie, take her to the guest room right away ok. The guards carried her to the guest room and she slowly begins to recover from being knocked out by the enemy and the priest said to the princess, Your guest is awake now my lady, she looks a little bit scared right now, good luck in trying to talk to her my lady ok. The Princess nods her head and she enters into the guest room and said to her, It s alright you ll be safe now miss, what is your name, my name is Princess Tiamirna and please tell me what your name is miss.? The ninja looked at her and said to her, My name is Tanja I m a female white ninja and use the magic and skills of light magic and my dagger is The Mystical dagger of life and happiness. Where am your highness hmm.? Tiamirna said to her, You are in the holy city of Alamut and the dagger that we posed is called The Dagger Sands of Time we could use your help to keep this safe from the enemy grasp, will you help me protect this dagger please Tanja? Tanja said to her, Sure I will help you out as best as I can your highness you have my trust, as long as I have your trust as well your highness. The princess said to Tanja, Yes you do have my trust and I trust you as well Satoshi, come and help me pray Tanja, please follow me. Tanja followed the princess to the high temple and they both begin to pray to protect this dagger at any cost from the grasp of people of Persia especially from Prince Dastin and his brothers. |
1X1 Prince Of Persia rp. Cysma and I only. | Prince Dastan trudged on forward alongside the ranks of his father's grand army as they approached the holy city of Alamut. He wasn't a Persian prince in the traditional sense he grew up as an orphan on the streets and, almost as if by miraculous chance, he was taken in by the King of Persia to be raised as one of his own sons.Dastan wondered whether it was right to invade such a peaceful city by force, but he would be making his father proud, so he did not worry about it so much. And he was sure their conquest could be successful by their numbers, as well as the fact that they hired a warrior from the far east. His name was Ryu, a ninja from the distant kingdoms of Japan. There, they served as bodyguards, assassins, and spies. His reasons for coming all the way out here were never fully understood, but he was a friend of Dastan's, and the Persian King felt he could be trusted as well. He had done some reconnaissance work on the holy city and told it to the Prince.By nightfall the King's army was ready to attack and seize the city. Using the information given to him, Dastan was able to make his way inside undetected and reach the inside of the castle itself, taking out a few patrolling guards in the process. |
1X1 Prince Of Persia rp. Cysma and I only. | The priest said to the princess,"Someone has manage to sneak inside the castle,we found some partoling guards dead,who ever he or she is,they'll reach this room anytime soon your highness."The princess said to the priest,"Thank you for informing me,and Tanja you must hang onto this dagger and don't let it get into the hands of evil,your the only one that is fast enough and can get by the enemy,please take it with you,and becareful Tanja." Tanja takes the dagger from the princess hand and she tucks it inside of her ninja outfit,and she makes her way out of the window and she put's her ninja mask over her face to hide her true identy from anyone that might be after her next. The princess stood beside the priest and she sees two people entering into the high temple room and hoped thta Tanja didn't left the window open that she managed to escape from and the princess sighed. |
1X1 Prince Of Persia rp. Cysma and I only. | As Dastan cleared his way into the castle he eventually managed to open up the front gates, with a little help from Ryu. The Persian army charged into the courtyard to take the palace by storm.Ryu, meanwhile, went off on his own route to find the city's unique treasure, the Dagger of Time, having been made aware of it during his reconnaissance. He used the shadow of night as his cover and made his way towards the sacred chamber... |
1X1 Prince Of Persia rp. Cysma and I only. | The princess said to Tanja,Why haven't you left yet,if you get captured as well,no telling what they'll do with the dagger of time,you should run away and hide for as long as you can. Do not worry I'll be fine Tanja please go Tanja your the only one that is capable of getting away please go Tanja go now."Tanja said to the princess,"I don't leave anyone behind,I've been abandonded ever since I was about 12 years old,my mother was the only one thta took care of me,because my father walked out on us both,and we found out that he died from been killked by a snake. I'm not letting anything happen to you or to your people,I'll keep the dagger somewhere safe on my outfit Tamina."Tiamina saw all of the guards all asleep and she slowly begins to doze off to sleep, and Tanja kept her mask over her face,so this move or techique will not haver any effect on her at all. Tanja grabs the dagger of time and she tucks it away and she has seen this move once before and thinks inside of her mind,"No it can't be Ryu I heard that he was dead,but how could he be alive this doesn't make any sense at all,oh great I'm the only one that is awake not good at all." |
1X1 Prince Of Persia rp. Cysma and I only. | Dastan couldn't help but smirk at the sleeping guards he came across. They would wake up to find that their kingdom is overthrown, he thought to himself.Meanwhile Ryu had made his way up to the chamber where Alamut's sacred treasure was kept, only to find the place empty. So they had known that they might try to take the Dagger of Time, he thought. But whoever took it could not have gone far. He began to search for this person... |
1X1 Prince Of Persia rp. Cysma and I only. | The princess glared at Dastin and the guards woke up from their sleep and they knew that their kingdom was over taken by the Persian army and the princess was glad that Tanja didn't get caught yet. Tanja climbed out of the window and she could sense that someone was following her,and she begins to run like yet and she watches where she jumps,so she doesn't hurt herself or get cuaght by the enemy at any cost. The window was open and the wind blew the drapes around,and Tanja tries to figure out who else joined The Persian army and she sighed. |
An Uchiha forgiven (fandom x Itachi) | Hinata moved swiftly and silently through the thick forests that surrounded Konoha and filled much of the Fire Country. She was headed for an area close to the border to meet someone rather....well...special was one way of putting it. After many years, Itachi Uchiha had been pardoned of his crimes, the truth of the Uchiha massacre having finally been made public. Well, at least officially he had been pardoned. Old hatreds died hard, and many refused to believe that Itachi had been working for the good of Konoha. That was why Hinata was going so far to meet with him."I should be almost there...." Hinata jumped a few more branches, before stopping at the edge of a clearing. After waiting for a few moments, she dropped down and started to walk out towards the center of the clearing. "He should be here soon..." |
An Uchiha forgiven (fandom x Itachi) | A small smile moved across his lips, as his escort came into view. She was not exactly what he had expected, but he couldn't really expect her to be how she was in his memories.A light tan covered the skin outside of his shirt, which was dark blue, with the small red and white fan sewn on the back, though it was slightly crooked, with threads sticking out. Completing his outfit with a pair of white shorts, and dark, open sandals, he tried to look like he had before leaving konoha. "You've grown, Hyuuga san." he commented, as they approached one another. |
An Uchiha forgiven (fandom x Itachi) | The man who greeted her was....well....this wasn't quite what Hinata had been expecting. The only mental image she had been able to create of Itachi had been the one she knew, Akatsuki robes and a cold stare that could freeze someone in place even without the Sharingan. What was stood before her however was just so....so....normal."Ah...um...hello Uchiha san..." Hinata quickly bowed politely to him. As usual she was wearing her large, bulky jacket to cover herself up, despite the warm weather. |
An Uchiha forgiven (fandom x Itachi) | Returning her polite bow, he walked to her side, casually. "You must be hot." he commented, noticing her heavy clothing, and thinking back to his heavy, black uniform. Small talk was something he had never been good at, the words making him uncomfortable as he spoke them. He wanted to try to appear friendly, upon his return, hoping it would make things easier, but was now deciding against that. Protecting the village and keeping to himself was good enough. It didn't matter how they felt about him.Itachi was well aware of his clan's reputation. When he returned to his home, things were likely to be uneasy between him and the other villagers. He wondered if the nervousness in her voice came from a distrust, or some resentment she held against him.Hinata seemed like the quiet type, something he could easily relate to, so he let his thoughts remain unvoiced, wearing a pleasant, yet blank expression as he waited for her to start moving, or tell him anything he needed to be aware of. Ifshe was uncomfortable around him, he would remain silentuntil the reached the village, where he would be able to spare her from his company. |
An Uchiha forgiven (fandom x Itachi) | "Ah...I'm fine, really" In truth, Hinata was quite hot, it was the middle of summer and she was wearing this thick jacket. Yet she couldn't remove it....there was no way....all she had on beneath the jacket was a thin blue shirt, with a netted vest beneath that. She had no bra beneath those, none she could find was comfortable for her size. "You're looking quite well Uchiha san" She smiled softly, then turned to start moving. "I've been asked to escort you to the village if that's alright..."Hinata started walking with him through the forest, keeping mostly to herself. She had no particularly strong feelings against Itachi, she was just a nervous girl by nature. She wasn't acting hostile in any way towards him, just acting shy and nervously, the same as she always had.After a few hours of walking however, Hinata clearly wasn't doing too well. Her cheeks were flushed, and her steps were becoming uneven. "Maybe....we should rest...." Hinata took another step, then stumbled and fell to the ground, panting heavily. She was clearly overheating, the bright sun above them combined with the jacket having given her quite a bad case of heatstroke. |
An Uchiha forgiven (fandom x Itachi) | The girl must have really pushed herself to arrive on time to meet him. Reaching for the back of her collar, Itachi gently guided her to the ground, rather than letting her fall. He moved her on her back, letting the back of his hand meet her forehead to confirm what he already knew. Her brain might start cooking, at this rate.He didn't know if she was coherent enough to argue or not, but didn't want any objections. The tomo quickly appeared in his eyes, sending her to a bizzare dreamworld.Unbuttoning the heavy jacket, the Uchiha didn't understand why she wore it in the first place, seeing nothing strange he was distant, not shy.After removing her jacket, fhe tied it around his waist, to keep from losing. More worried about practicality than privacy, he started to remove her pants as well. She'd cool much better in her underwear, and he'd be able to carry her on his back to find water, without worrying about her overheating. The illusions would wear off as he walked, once she was cool. |
An Uchiha forgiven (fandom x Itachi) | As her jacket was removed, Hinata's large chest moved slightly, the shirt clearly straining to contain what was beneath. The girl seemed to be going to great lengths to restrain her chest beneath her clothing in order to try and hide her 'assets', and that tightness was almost certainly contributing to her current condition. In recent weeks Hinata had been strapping her breasts down even more tightly than usual due to a recent growth spurt, and it had been becoming difficult to breathe."Nnn..." Hinata was barely conscious as Itachi laid her down, not really aware of what he was doing as her jacket was removed, followed by her pants. Beneath she wore a plain black pair of panties, though they like the rest of her clothes were covered in sweat, which in this heat was bound to make her condition worse.Fortunately, in the distance there would be the sounds of slowly flowing water, a small river or stream, perfect to cool the girl down. |
An Uchiha forgiven (fandom x Itachi) | It didn't take long for him to decide to cut open her shirt. Her Jacket was a little bit more lose. When she woke, they could tear it's sleeves off. Unprepared for the sudden 'pop' when he freed her breasts, Itachi was able to clearly see just how much she had grown.Moving her arms around his neck, his hands found her thighs to support her, as he picked her up. Leaning forward, so she would not fall back, he started walking toward the running water. Her body felt hot against his, though the open air was cooling the sweat he felt running down her body. In slouching to keep her from falling off, her robust chest was pushed against his back. Hinata's wide hips straddling him intrigued him. She'd make a good mother one day.As they reached the stream's bank, Itachi gently set the kunoichi down. Retrieving a few bandages from the pouch on his leg, he soaked them in the cold water, before setting them on her forehead. Sitting by her side, he waited for her to respond. |
An Uchiha forgiven (fandom x Itachi) | When the tight shirt was removed, the remaining restraints around Hinata's breasts could no longer hold the strain alone, snapping or loosening, allowing her massive breasts to spill free. Despite their size they were nearly gravity defyingly firm, sticking upwards and outwards from her body even from her position laying on the ground.The girl barely stirred as he picked her up and began to walk, the heatstroke clearly getting to her in a bad way. That changed when the cold bandages were set on her forehead however. Slowly but surely, the girl began to stir, her eyes flickering. "Nnngh...." She slowly reached up, rubbing her head softly, before her eyes started to open. "What....happened....? Uchiha san...?"Slowly, Hinata started to sit up, unaware of her situation at first. Soon though, she felt a slight breeze on her chest, and a look down soon revealed her current state of wearing nothing but her panties and her sandals. Her eyes widened, then with a squeal Hinata used her arms to quickly cover her chest, or at least try anyway, there was far too much to cover. Her face turned beet red with embarassment, and her body just froze up, her mouth unable to form any kind of coherent word. |
An Uchiha forgiven (fandom x Itachi) | As she began to stir, Itachi produced her neatly folded clothing, setting them domn in a pile before her. Seeing her turn red made him hesitate, however, in leaving her to get dressed. Holding her still by her shoulders, he let their foreheads gently meet, to gauge her temperature."You're hot." he informed her, gesturing at some water he had taken from the stream for her. "You need to relax, and cool down for a while, or you'll pass out again." Lifting a freshly soaked bandage, he held it to her forehead, pushing slightly, as if to insist she lay back down.The shy form, nervously trying to hide herself was attractive, Itachi could have seen that if he was completely blind, but that was merely a detail to him. His eyes occasionally scanned over her body, lingering longer than, perhaps, they shoul have. He was concerned about her health, but seeing Hinata's mostly bare body was a plus. |
An Uchiha forgiven (fandom x Itachi) | Hot? Well....that was something that could be taken quite a few ways, though Hinata hoped he was referring to her temperature rather than something else. Unfortunately her embarassment was just making her face and forehead even hotter as the blood rushed to her face, her hands still clutching her chest tightly to try and cover up, though there was still plenty to see despite her attempts. She tried not to lay back as he pushed her back, but he was rather....insistant."I....I....I...." Hinata squirmed on the ground as she took slow, deep breaths. She knew he was right, that she needed to cool down, but like this? "I....m maybe I....c could....I...." She wanted to ask for some privacy, but the words just wouldn't come. And besides, she got the feeling he might refuse for ear she would pass out again. She couldn't even cover up with her clothes, after all, they were the reason that she was in this condition.As she took deep breaths, Hinata's considerable chest rose and fell, sweat and water running down her body, causing her skin to glisten in the bright sunlight. |
An Uchiha forgiven (fandom x Itachi) | "Relax. You're pretty, but I haven't seen anything on you that I haven't seen before." he ordered sternly, wishing she would discard her modesty for a moment. "You could be dead right now, or in the hands of someone less caring." he added, letting only a little irritation come out in his voice.Itachi stood, turning his back on the kunoichi, and walked into a wooded area next to the stream. She was coherent enough now, or seemed to be, to take care of herself. It was annoying to be shooed away before he could be sure she was alright, it wasn't practical, but she had always been a shy girl, and he knew he should try to respect other people, even if he didn't understand them."Let me know if you feel dizzy, or need help." he called out, still in earshot, though out of view. |
An Uchiha forgiven (fandom x Itachi) | Hinata wasn't quite sure how to take his initial comment...was he complimenting or mocking her? It was hard to tell...though she could hear the irritation in his voice, quickly hanging her head apologetically. He was right....she could've been with someone else, or even all alone when that had happened.She was relieved when he turned his back, though slightly dismayed he had proceeded to the stream. She had been hoping to dip herself in the water in order to cool down, but with him there....still... With a soft sigh Hinata slowly started to gather up her clothing, holding them over her front as she stood up and turned to walk towards the stream, more or less following Itachi. "I...I was just going to go in the water.....and cool down some more...." Of course that wouldn't solve the cause of the problem. As soon as she was cooled down it was more than likely she would attempt to put all of her clothing back in, including the large, thick jacket that had caused all this, along with the restrictive underwear that had been causing her difficulties breathing.Hinata just set her clothes down and hurried into the water before Itachi could look at her too much, her face still flushed bright red with embarrassment as the cooling water washed over. |
An Uchiha forgiven (fandom x Itachi) | Itachi paid no attention to the girl as she followed him. She was acting shy, but she came after him. She wanted to cool down, but the stream was long, and he was among the trees and overgrowth, she could have walked a short distance upstream, and had all the privacy she wanted. He wasn't the pervert here.Regardless of whether this 'innocent, shy,' girl wanted his attention or not, he didn't give it to her. Instead, he looked at clouds lazily floating by, listened to the running water, or sat quietly unoccupied. Thinking to himself had taken up much of his time lately and was something that easily kept his eyes off of his tempting distraction, If she wanted his attention, he'd let her beg for it, and if not, she wouldn't care. |
An Uchiha forgiven (fandom x Itachi) | Hinata shivered as the cold water rushed over her body, slipping down further and dipping her head under the surface for a moment before re emerging. Though it occurred to her that she had no way to dry herself...well...not without just laying or sitting in the sunlight anyway. She glanced over at Itachi, feeling rather strange. On the one hand she was relieved that he wasn't staring at him....but on the other hand....she had to askwhyhe wasn't staring....did he find her unattractive? Or perhaps he was just gay.....there always had been rumours about his brother Sasuke after all....maybe Itachi was the same.After spending about 5 minutes in the cooling water, Hinata slowly started to climb out, water dripping from her body, her skin glistening in the sunlight as she slowly covered up with her arms, though her assumption that Itachi must have been gay did make her feel slightly more comfortable. She slowly moved to sit near her clothes, breathing slowly as she sat in the sun to try and dry herself out. |
An Uchiha forgiven (fandom x Itachi) | Hinata definitely seemed to be taking her time. He wasn't sure exactly how late it was, but he didn't like the answer from the sun's position. He hoped nothing would go wrong during his homecoming, to try and preserve what little trust the village had in him.Laying on his back, slightly irritated, hekeptwaiting. |
An Uchiha forgiven (fandom x Itachi) | Hinata waited for about 15 minutes as her body dried out, before reaching for her clothes. She pulled on her underwear first, followed by her shirt and her pants, though as she reached for her jacket, she hesitated, looking at it for a moment, before folding it up to carry in her arms. "I'm sorry Uchiha san.....I....I'm sorry I caused you so much trouble..." She slowly walked over towards him. "We should go....I'm sorry...." |
An Uchiha forgiven (fandom x Itachi) | Itachi made no eye contact with the girl as he got up, said nothing to her as they walked. She was annoying. He tried to push her out of his mind, pictured walking alone, where he'd be most comfortable, and on time.As they walked, he brought his fist to his mouth, to cover a series of coughs. Starting small, his coughing got more and more severe, shaking him with each expelled breath. As suddenly as it had started, his coughing fit stopped, leaving him in a pile, with blood oozing from the cracks in the fist to his mouth. |
An Uchiha forgiven (fandom x Itachi) | "Uchiha san!" Hinata hurried to his side, moving around infront of him as his coughing fit started, watching him worriedly as slowly stopped, then gasped as she spotted the blood. "Oh god...Uchiha san!" Hinata looked at the blood, then back up at him. "You need to rest, right away" Hinata had some medical training, and her Byakugan would allow her an excellent view of his body internally without the need for any kind of chakra surgery. "Please, lay down so I can look at you..." For Hinata, the voice was quite stern, her hands moving to try and gently guide him to the ground. |
An Uchiha forgiven (fandom x Itachi) | With the back of his hand, he wiped the coppery fluid from the corner of his mouth. If that recent outburst had left him in pain, he was doing well hiding it. It was obvious he was tired, his eyes were narrow, with slight discoloration just beneath the lids, but he stood up straight, relaxed and unshaken. He appeared healthy, apart from his blood on his hand, for someone who should be dead.Retrieving a bottle of water and a small rag, he ignored the kunoichi's suggestions while cleaning himself. "I'll live." he replied coldly, trudging forward again. |
An Uchiha forgiven (fandom x Itachi) | "But...but Uchiha san you're not well, that blood...that's a very bad sign...you should rest...it's getting late...and the village can wait until tomorrow..." Hinata was rather timid as he insisted he would live....she new she should insist but... "Please Uchiha san....please just rest..." Hinata discreetly activated her Byakugan, trying to do a brief medical examination of Itachi's lungs from an internal view. |
An Uchiha forgiven (fandom x Itachi) | Hinata's byakugan would show her two notable things as she examined his body: In spite of being well trained for combat, his chakra was pure. Too little evil resided amongst the good to be noticed. This would be strange for a normal person, but for a man who massacred his family, it seemed impossible. The only mar in the energy was an overwhelming sorrow.Looking into his body, her eyes would show her grizzly sights. Tsunade knew he was 'injured,' but hadn't discussed it openly, and nobody other than Itachi and she knew just how bad it was.The truth was, Itachi's will was fading, and without that powerful force, lost with his beloved little brother, his body would die, as it should have so long ago. Tsunade would try to fix him, she said she needed him, but he had little faith, or desire to live. He was not returning to save Konoha Itachi was returning to die. to see his beloved home one last time, before being buried there."Let's hurry," he insisted, "I don't have long." |
An Uchiha forgiven (fandom x Itachi) | Hinata gasped at the sights before her....his Chakra....never before had she seen such a thing....for someone to be so pure of heart....it just...she couldn't allow him to die...there was so much more to him than others could see...he couldn't be the terrible monster others made him out to be, that was impossible. "Please Uchiha san" Hinata got around infront of him again, her Byakugan still active, indicating to him she knew just what kind of condition he was in."Maybe I can help.....I want to help you.....I want to help you live..." She sniffled as tears began to build up in her eyes, before she gently hugged his chest, pressing up against him without realising, her huge chest squashing against him as her tears began to soak into his shirt. "I don't want to see you die....." |
An Uchiha forgiven (fandom x Itachi) | The extra weight he felt as she leaned into him was taxing after his coughing fit. Wincing as something inside shifted, his hands met her shoulders, shaking with the effort to hold himself up, as they gently pushed down on her. Past the point of hiding his exhaustion, he let himself lean into her for support."I'm ready to die." He replied, his voice serene and confident. "Everyone in this world I loved, my parents, friends, family, lover, are all dead by my hand. I hoped Sasuke would live, become great, and rebuilt the Uchiha as a noble family. All of my love, everything I worked for, my life itself is gone. I have to kill two men, and then I can leave this world in peace, and face my evil soul in the next life."Hinata's support, and the pleasant feeling of her body on his made him relax. It was nice to confide in someone like this, though it made him feel strange.Itachi no longer had the energy to argue. She'd get what she wanted now, if she had to carry him. |
An Uchiha forgiven (fandom x Itachi) | "No....no you shouldn't be ready to die....you have so long to live...you have so much to live for..." Hinata shook her head and sniffled, whimpering. "You....you can rebuild your family....you're so pure....you can do it....you have to do it...." She slowly looked up at him and sniffled, tears streaming down her cheeks. "I don't want to see you die....I want to help you...I want to help you live"She hugged him gently, still sniffling. Clearly she was upset, she didn't want anybody to simply die needlessly...not when they had so much left to live for. "You don't have an evil soul.....your soul is....it's as pure as it can possibly be.....there's no evil within you...." |
An Uchiha forgiven (fandom x Itachi) | It was strange, to see someone crying for him. Hinata could not comfort him, he knew he could never be forgiven, and normally chose not to dwell on his past, though that was becoming harder, given the circumstances. The concern she had for him, the way she pleaded for him not to give up, was touching nonetheless.Raising his hand, he touched her tear stained cheek, sliding his thumb against the soft flesh to wipe away the watery trail. Lidded, grey eyes stared into hers for a moment. Itachi's eyes closed, as his face started moving toward the kunoichi's, slightly tilting to his right.The rest of Itachi's weight suddenly fell on Hinata. Most of his grip had relaxed, causing him to slide down against her body. Catching himself with his head just above her bosom, he was still. A second later, she would feel something wet fall into her cleavage, sliding down her body slowly he was crying in his sleep. |
An Uchiha forgiven (fandom x Itachi) | Hinata sniffled as he stroked a thumb across her chin, looking up at him, almost about to smile as he seemed to start coming around, start accepting what she was saying, then blinking as he suddenly closed his eyes and fell forward. For a moment she was worried....but then she felt something wet fall into her cleavage, blushing as she felt him resting his head on her massive assets, using her chest like a pillow, though her breasts were certainly soft enough.Hinata gently stroked his head as he seemed to sleep....he really must have needed this....how long had it been since he had last truly rested? Slowly Hinata moved down to sit on the ground, resting Itachi's head in her lap, gently stroking his hair to try and relax him. "Just sleep Uchiha san...get the rest you need...you're not alone...you don't have to be alone anymore" |
An Uchiha forgiven (fandom x Itachi) | The tears, while still flowing, did not interfere with his expression or his sleep. It was as if he was accustomed to crying in his sleep, his eyes never flickering as the water leaked out.He lay in Hinata's lap a little less than an hour, enough time for the tears to have long since stopped, before stirring. Comfortable, but unaware of his position, he shifted slightly into the soft thighs cradling his head, before sitting up. Lowering his head, he gave a polite bow after assessing the situation. "Excuse me, Hyuuga san. I'm sorry for the delay."As if nothing had happened, he was on his feet again, ready to hold himself together until they arrived at the village, or wherever she wanted to stop to rest. |
An Uchiha forgiven (fandom x Itachi) | Hinata blinked as he sat up and apologised, then seemed to act like nothing had happened. Slowly she got up with him, her hands still gently placed on his arms. "Uchiha san....you don't need to apologise...I'm glad you could tell me....that you could confide in me. Please....I want to carry on helping you...I don't want you to die....so let me find a way to help you live"She softly smiled up at him, her own tears having stopped now that he seemed better. "We'll get to the village....we can ask the Hokage to heal your body...and then I can help you heal your spirit.." |
An Uchiha forgiven (fandom x Itachi) | Looking down at his arm, his eyes followed her hands to her face slowly, taking in every detail of the warm frame before him. His hands moved to her shoulders again, one boldy reaching to stroke her cheek. Again his eyes closed, his head tilted. This time, however, he pressed his lips firmly into hers."Please Hyuuga san, call me Itachi." he asked, after his short, forced kiss. |
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