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CHAPTER I: Painted Beauty&Lilith Lust

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CHAPTER I: Painted Beauty&Lilith Lust

Post by Guest on Fri Jun 01, 2012 1:04 am


The journey to Vaingloria had been, needless to say, monotonous. Its air adulterated with magnetic fields that hindered most aero-vessels useless, the only means of traditional travel there came in the form of boats. Its oceans as calm as ever, the venture there wasn’t the problem; the person who occupied the single boat heading there was. A beautiful sky decorated a subtle dull blue was complimented with an array of sallow whites and greys as the clouds shifted and trifled throughout the heavens aimlessly. Such beauty came in the aimless instruments of Mother Nature.

Large and extravagant, the yacht that sailed the seas surface was all but standard. Oak embroidered portions of its exterior as a clear gloss was evenly placed over its white frame. Designed to accommodate a more ultramodern look, the sole insignia that was cleverly matted on the side spoke to but one company of Aerugese descent; Yōjinbukai Industries.

During a four week tour of Gelemortė region, Taka had finally curtailed in the capital city. Executing a number of presentations and cooperate madness, the young Chief Officer found himself craving leeway and down-time. Ever since the passing of his father and the inheritance of one of the world’s most governing industrial companies, along with other nightly endeavors, his body was worn. Resting in one of the many chambers—though not the lesser designed—of the Yacht’s interior, the blonde was interrupted by his trustworthy butler and long-time sentinel, Muramasa.

Taka-kun, we’ve arrived.” As the voice diminished with age signaled the young billionaire, he would turn from his computer, cupping his fingers together before taking a stand. Nodding in assurance, Muramasa smiled before taking his leave as Taka soon garbed himself properly for an outing. His attire was rather extraordinary for the lower-class populace of the world, though it was almost casual considering his occupation. Stepping out into the break of day, Taka was immersed in a new heat which bathed along the pours of his smooth, mature facial features.

Don’t wait up long, Muramasa, I’ll probably be late.” reaching into his pocket, pulling out his keys and hitting the unlock function, a calm, almost silent alarm sounded as the docking-gate to his boat dropped and he entered into one of his many foreign beauties. Relaxing into the aristocratic fabric that lined the interior of his car, Taka attuned his mirrors and fixed his seat belt before pulling off into the main street and proceeding into the city. The vehicle in which he decided to ride in was but a custom model, though held Gelemortė influences as he drew inspiration from his mother’s homeland. Moving down the crowded streets, he’d lower his window, allowing his arm to rest upon the ledge as he found himself stopped behind several cars at a red light.

Great..” He exclaimed in his native tongue.





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Post by Guest on Fri Jun 01, 2012 2:04 am

"You done messin with me, bro?" A voice had echoed as a woman, proud and strong, stood tall at the base of a building near the docks. Her hand clenched tightly with bat in its palm and a sneer on her otherwise pleasant face. Today she wore what looked like a hoodie with the arms cut off and a purple shirt beneath. A light purple skirt with lace trace covered her legs over a pair of torn up black leggings. The woman tightened her grip with impatience. "You gon' say sorry?"

What had the man done? Well, he had clearly tried bullying the store-clerk across the street. It didn't matter now, for SHE was the bully. The bat that held rusted nails in its structure like precious blood to a human. Avalon's face held no sense of mercy while it twisted into a sadistic smirk and she threatened the man with another step.. then another. Her foot was on his foot now, pressing hard and concreting him to the ground.

Her feet with the black tennis shoes pressed so hard she could almost hear the bones creak. The oddest feature on Avalon was the skull she wore on her head. A beaten down ram's head that seemed to look in bad shape. Her face had a stripe of red over the nose with a scar that fell behind it, hidden by a flash of her wavy, teal hair.

Her patience grew thin, before the man squeaked out an apology and she simply threw him into the wall.. with her fist. Her other hand pressed to her side with the handle clutched like a lifesaver. "I'm sorry!" He whimpered as he scurried away from the psychotic woman and joined the clerk who was whimpering, from across the street. Ava felt accomplished and grinned. Step after step, she would walk down the street, as if she didn't have a club in her hand. "I better not have to talk to you again." Her voice raised to the men one last time, before she vanished towards the city.

The lights moved from red to green and to yellow. The day shone bright ahead and Avalon was bored. She hated having days off. She had no family to tend to and nowhere to go, really. In fact since her mother's dying started, the only family she had was her leader. More or less, she was around him enough to proclaim he was some sort of family member. Her voice let off a soft sigh and her eyes looked away with annoyance. Some sharp looking car was driving and she rolled her eyes. Tch.. rich people...

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Post by Guest on Fri Jun 01, 2012 2:31 am

Why where the lights so damn long in Vaingloria? Used the more faster-paced style of Edo, the simple calmness which encircled him was all but familiar; its alien air intoxicating him gently. Right finger tapping against the circular steering wheel which resided to his front, Taka took the time as he waited tolerantly—or the opposite—at the traffic stop to admire the beauty of the interior design. Variegated compliments of scarlet and black painted the seats patterns and lining perfectly as a deep gold of the purest form plastered all of the automobile’s emblems in sight. This car was a true piece of art, and his technological department was the blame for such a stylish ride and its rider’s reckless intent.

Off to his right, a rather stimulating construct had caught his attention as the young man backed up slightly, almost hitting the car behind him. “A pub?” his thoughts ran rampant as his ocean blue hues grew wider in interest and anticipation. It had been quite some time since he last basked in the beauty of a nice drink and while he was technically still on his transnational campaign to display yearly models and novel innovations; even a CEO deserved a nice drink. Pulling off the main road and parking just on the side of the street, he’d exit his vehicle The door sliding upwards in the trademark, suicide styling of such foreign exports as he closed It and adjusted his attire.

Stepping onto the finely paved footpath, he would sigh, before allowing his perceptive instruments to take ahold of his surroundings. Vaingloria was quite the beautiful city, and it had been the origin of his mother’s life; he would surely have to make a stop by her soon enough. The splendid nature of each building—their architecture so classic yet holding a modern flare; Taka was quite interested in its resemblance to his Aerugo home. Though as it took in all the ctiy’s pleasantries, something stood out like a sore thumb.

The hell?” Musing to himself as the handsome tycoon found himself staring calmly at a teal-hair beauty. Nonetheless her natural appeal was the only thing attractive about her. Garbs that appeared to be nothing more than trash and a skull helm of the most animalistic sense, this woman who seemingly appeared from thin air held the styling of a primal queen. Was she a resident of this city or some wanderer just passing by?

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Post by Guest on Fri Jun 01, 2012 12:14 pm

Eyes were on her, she could feel it. Little peepers staring upon her oddly clothed body. Avalon stopped in her footsteps. The feet that wore tennis shoes ached, after all, she wasn't used to such gross pain that chafed her poor feet. Ava was a no-shoes kind of girls and socks, socks didn't exist! The damp feeling of clothing that clung to her body was not as fun as people seemed to glamorize. Instantly, she missed her ACTUAL rags that she wore, but it was a tad chilly on that day, so her OTHER rags worked just as well.

Even as she finished despising socks mentally, she felt eyes on her. Was someone mentally undressing her, because it was uncomfortable. Her body twisted and she could pivot with ease on her toes to face the source of staring. A man next to the fancy car. Wonderful, more tourists, who didn't know how to read the signs and decided to just GUESS what the signs said. This was a moment where Ava raged, but maintained her cool as she walked over to the man's car and kicked it, not to leave a mark but simply to get his attention. Her eyes glared daggers at his car

"Tourists. How annoying." She would turn her head to the man and take a wild guess. Cretan was the 'National' language. Ninety-five percent of people knew at least a LITTLE of Cretan. She was no expert, so her accent was fairly thick while she spoke to him. "Ay, can' read th'signs, huh? Ya can' park here (pronounce heeyah)." Those golden-brown orbs set on him, expectantly. An apology? regret? Anything? Tch.. rich people. She couldn't stand them sometimes. Money could buy anything, right? She didn't buy it.

Taking her foot off the car she faced him fully, her arms crossed beneath the curves of her bosoms. The look on her eyes was deadly, but the again, Ava was in no excited mood, in fact she was rather irritated, as was usual. She never seemed happy, not since her father ran away and her brother became a refugee. Now her mother was dying, life sure sucked and she took it out on poor fools, like this man, whom got in her way, day to day.

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Post by Guest on Fri Jun 01, 2012 6:04 pm

An amazon among women, Taka had found his gorgeous pools of ocean blue deadlocked on what was certainly out of normality. While fortune was just a product of his father’s brilliant intentions, he himself had acquired but the mental readiness and physical drive to succeed on his own; his money—at least in his eyes—was well earned. And while everyone couldn’t be a Weapons and technology developer—given he would be out of a job—occupations, for the most part, entitled people to certain amounts of coinage. It appeared the woman who rested just footfalls ahead hadn’t seen a single dollar in months.

He posture was all but unperturbed and the sheer volume of depression that drizzled down upon her frame had been evident through her soft, albeit, aggressive eyes. It bothered him little, however; she was indeed attractive, once you took away the rags she wielded as causal panoply and the skill headdress that concealed the crown of her lush, wavy teal hair. Regardless, just from a single, perceptive impression, Taka and all of his diligence could make quite the assumption that she was nothing but bad news. God, sometimes he hated being correct.

She advanced upon him; her movements swift and aggressive and before he could greet her, his eyes rested impassively. The sole of her shoes had slid upon the fresh gloss of his car’s surface, though not with the intention of causing damage—surely she couldn’t afford such a delinquency. Sighing as a dialect of untold origins was exploited through the slit of her mouth—most likely to insult him, she transitioned to a linguistic he was quite familiar with; obviously she was still in the rudimentary stages of its use.

Turning his attentions towards the sign she had directed him to, Taka smiled lukewarmly. He hadn’t seen it upon pulling in and while he was more so interested in getting a drink and making conversation, he was no criminal. “Ah, I see,” His fluent cretan flooding into the airwaves through a channel of a mature, though calm tone showing hints of his strong aerugese accent as he directed his blue eyes upon the teal beauty once most.

Thanks for directing me? Though I didn’t think borderline defacement was needed to gain my attention, Ms?

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Post by Guest on Fri Jun 01, 2012 9:08 pm

“Ah, I see,”

Bingo. Cretan had been the correct assumption. Though her accent was strong, she at least knew how to speak in Cretan. Communication was key. As she stared at the man with eyes that could kill, she almost rolled her eyes verbally. “Thanks for directing me? Though I didn’t think borderline defacement was needed to gain my attention, Ms?” This man irritated her. That was nothing new. She got annoyed by everybody and everything. A moment of staring ended as she debated on how to respond. Should she flatter him? No. Ava didn't like to beat around the bush. Her arm swung and her bat was resting on her shoulder. She had a frown, a look of a brute. Thoroughly intimidating, she sneered a bit.

"Woul' ya rathah me cross tha bordah?"
Her lips were in a cruel smile. Would the man still find her attractive if she went brute and beat the car senseless? She wasn't one set out to attract other people. She wondered how long before she could make this man piss his pants. Her hand gripped her bat and a sinister aura fed off of her. Those golden hues staring him down with lack of any consideration.

People purposely crossed the street, after seeing her. How tempting. She was sooo tempted to simply kick the car hard and dent it with ease. The car was probably so expensive, but to her it was a piece of garbage, a waste. Her lip twitched and she looked at the pub and pulled her feet both to the man as she nudged her head towards the man's car. "Yoo gon' move eet er nawt?" Her voice had a hint of a threat dancing in it. I dare you not to. We'll see how long you last. Expectant looks on him, waiting for him to move the damn car already. "Coz if yer nawt, I'ma do eet fer ya."

She meant it too. It wouldn't be too hard for her to push the car if she needed to. As odd as she looked, she had a good amount of strength in her body. She hauled herself to her feet and stared hard at the man. She was practically in his face, though her body language showed no signs for attack. Instead, she was playing chicken, seeing how far she could go before he went running.

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Post by Guest on Fri Jun 01, 2012 9:26 pm

Taka could seem the physical alarm that the young lady had drawn by the crowd she attracted, and worried. Had the women of Gelemortė all been so aggressive, or was this a threat unique to her own person? Arietta- his beautiful mother, was by all standards considered an angel by men; possessing both beauty and poise unhampered. The young teal whose appearance matched her mentality was of no comparison, but something sparked interest in the young entrepreneur’s mind. As the general populace either looked on from afar or hastily circumvented the confrontation in whole, he would smile.

Well, I don’t promote felony charges; however I have another.” As she attempted to implicate coercion as her leading cause, Taka relied simply on his wit. This wasn’t a battle of brute strength or unrivaled speed; this was a competition of intellect and deception. Her acts were obvious, and as thorough as he was, Taka didn’t disregard anything she said—she could have been telling the truth for all he cared. However, at the end of the day, each city that resided beneath any stable, operational government abided by rules. Destruction of private property wasn’t something anyone took kindly, though he was prosperous enough to supplement another model. Hell, he was smart enough to make his own.

Though why anger a goddess of war? Smiling at her, he would quit with this game of psychological manipulation as he moved around his car, entering from the driver’s side. “But I’ll move the car; it’s not worth the trouble.” Had she won the dispute? Surely it seemed that way as the suicide door closed and Taka was relaxing comfortably within his car as the engine sounded with a hushed roar and he buckled in his seatbelt. However as the passenger-side window dropped, the young woman would find Taka leaning over the center console, his ocean blue eyes meant to connect with her golden hues.

Though this would be worth the trouble,” He exclaimed in the Cretan tongue, allowing the richness of his facial features to glisten within the morning’s sun as he attempted to gain the attention of the beautiful manic.

How about I make up my irresponsible behavior by taking you to dinner, Ms?” He inquire charmingly, expecting her to at least give her name in response.

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Post by Guest on Fri Jun 01, 2012 9:55 pm

“Well, I don’t promote felony charges; however I have another.” What an asshole. Well, he actually wasn't too mean, but he was a complete DICK in Ava's eyes. Flaunting around his money like he owned the place. A bit of an exaggeration, but she was pissed off. Not that it was particularly HIS fault, he was just the unfortunate man who had to feel her rather displeasing wrath. Her eyes rolled and she let the sound of her tongue clicking fill the air. He had another. Of course he did. While there were people around the world with not enough money to buy crumbs on the curves, he was running around buying fancy cars. To be expected by a man with money.

She had nothing personal against this man, Ava simply felt anger towards the world. What with her family falling apart and her being thrust wildly into a new world where she worked for a man as crazy as an asylum escapee, things were changing and she wasn't used to it. Her breath flickered with a sigh of relief. She really DIDN'T feel like destroying the man's car. It wasn't worth the effort if he had another one. Totally pulled away the affect of destroying the car. They followed him, those eyes that dared him to step out of line. Her right hand never left her bat while she turned her body and watched the car door open in a way that was unusual.

The window slowly slid down and he was leaning out, staring at her. Eyes big blue, expectant. Almost like a puppy-dog's eyes. It irked her and immediately Ava felt uncomfortable. “Though this would be worth the trouble. How about I make up my irresponsible behavior by taking you to dinner, Ms?” "Sarree sir, I'm nawt 'nterested in taken rides, with ohdbawll tourists(heard tewereests)." Her eyes rolled. "I have importan' thin's ta doo, ya'know?" She smirked. REJECTION. She didn't find interest in these kinds of men. She liked excitement, adrenaline or at least you know flip off some old man on the other side of the street. "'Sides, yoo lewk 's dull 's a buttah knife (heard neef). Naw fun at awll."

She enjoyed the feel of her telling him no. It gave her a thrill, for some reason or other. For some reason she could almost hear her voice saying 'Stick it to the man.' How did you do that when you're boss is the man? Did that mean stick it to Wolffgang? She really needed to think that over, but it really left her turning her head away from the man, not at all impressed with his money. A real man was in his heart not in his mind. She didn't know him, there would be no date. At least, that's how SHE saw it. Her lips held a rather pleased grin behind the unexpressive scowl.

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Post by Guest on Fri Jun 01, 2012 10:18 pm

Important things to do, ey?” Shrugging off her insults as if they were but butter along a hot knife, he smiled at her importunity. Quite the woman she had turned out to be and considering her actions and tones, it seemed she was trying a little too hard to convince herself that it wouldn’t be a fun time. Her rags were but fragments of the hours she spent executing monotonous and body-wearing exercises and chores; at least from what he could gather. Her bat was primitive, though effective and she hugged onto the weapon like it was the last man she has ever loved. Extraordinarily enough, she was allowed to carry such an exposed threat to the population in public.

Relaxing back into his seat, not giving the woman the slightest satisfaction in terms to her improper address, the young man casually adjusted his mirror, ignoring all until he decided to speak. “Because wandering the streets is so demanding.” His words were inexpressive, though filled with a balanced sense of a pejorative decree. From her attire alone and all of its filth and unsubtle importance, it was obvious she didn’t hold a steady 9-5. No intelligent businessman would hire a woman solely based on looks if she couldn’t even maintain a chic sense of clothing. Regardless, he digressed, hitting a bottom on the side console of his door which alternatively lifted the passenger door upwards.

His fine interior now present for her eyes and all who walked by to see, he would ingest the remainder of her words; seemingly unfazed by anything she had to say. “Deception, sweetheart. By your appearance is appears that you live in a wastebasket—” He paused, sighing contently as he looked to his side, working his eyes over the busy traffic, he wouldn’t be able to pull out anytime soon. “But you don’t see me ignoring the other qualities I assume are there, now do ya?” Finishing his words, an appealing smile perking the features of his mature, though soft face, the blonde continued to turn his sights upon the woman.

Now if you’re done making excuses and want a fun night, join me.

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Post by Guest on Fri Jun 01, 2012 10:55 pm

“Because wandering the streets is so demanding.”

Sarcasm. Oh now she was brimming with rage. She stopped in her step and whirled her body, no longer an ounce of politeness in her golden eyes, that filled with hatred. “Deception, sweetheart. By your appearance is appears that you live in a wastebasket—” He seemed so unphazed like everything she said flew completely over his back. She had REJECTED HIM. Why couldn't he get that?! Her eyes narrowed and she felt the twitch of overbearing rage pulse thicker through her body than her own blood. It was hard to swallow her words. that overpowering beast that growled in her throat and gnawed her stomach until she felt utterly sick. She couldn't control it. The rage.

"Now if you’re done making excuses and want a fun night, join me.” He had said something before that, but she couldn't hear over the whistling steam in her head. She had no words to be spoken as she clutched the weapon hard enough a creaking could be heard. Determined, her feet would return to the man's car. Her arms swung back and-

"INCONSIDERATE JACKASS!" CRASH! She wailed hard into the car's back seat. A large rip in the door had formed, paint scraped. The window itself cracked and scarred from her force. The sickening creak of the metal twisting echoed in her head, before she dropped her bat and stepped to the passenger's side. She didn't care what he could understand, that he didn't understand her. Rage fumed off of her like a wildfire. the burning in her eyes went wild.

In her hand reached and gripped at his shirt. Her hands yanking a bit roughly and pulling him from the driver's seat to the passenger's. A face with a sick smirk on it, yet her eyes glared. "Ya think yer fuckin' slick, don' ya?" She sneered in an unpleasant growl. "I bet ya dun' have a cayre in da werld, doo ya?" Her voice was harsh as she pulled his face close to hers, noses touching as she leered. Her eyes narrowed furrowed. ugh he smelled disgusting; of some cologne and polyester. "Yoo deescust me." She would proceed to throw him away from her. She walked around the other side and with a mighty kick at the driver's seat, the car was sent into the old abandoned building. Good thing it was going to be torn down anyways. Somewhere in her mind Wolfgang gave a thumb's up sign.

Her rage still seethed while she tossed a glare at the man. Luckily the car had missed him, but now she could care less. "I dreess thi' way coz I choose to! I don' exactleh find poin' een bein' all fanceh when my dreess weell get runed(ruined)." Her voice snarled. "Ya want some fun, take yerself and yer disgustin' han's home alewn."

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Post by Guest on Sat Jun 02, 2012 12:06 am

The anger she possessed was almost fear-provoking as she reared her beautiful—though momentarily unattractive maw—at Taka and his sports car. Success. Having the intentions of striking a nerve, he had won this game of chess; his King successfully capturing her, clearing all prospect of victory as he resided in his car. A man whose own virtuosity was almost his greatest demise, he couldn’t see the failure in his plot, no, he ignored all deleterious repercussions. She had willingly placed herself in a predicament she couldn’t ease her way through without violence, and it only demonstrated the primal nature Taka had already projected.

Her eyes were but wildfire to forestry which was the young Blonde. Her anger as sharp as a wolf’s teeth and as strong as a gorilla’s hand. How could his simple sarcasm have spawned such loathe and hate to aspects she knew nothing of? Curious as he sat patiently in his car, for now, his mind quickly ran through a number of scenarios. What could he have done better? Why didn’t he do worse? Did her hatred stem from another spring and had he happened to be but a marionette for her to provoke her own desires upon? It mattered little, for what she did next would completely change any impression he had of her.

His words must have stung and for that he’d pay—handsomely. Eyes widening as she lifted her weapon, Taka found himself rattled as his entire car shuck; his door flying outwards into the open as his windshield fractured into plentiful pieces. “Damn..” A word of both closure and disconcert echoed in the dialect of his native people, Taka found himself both paralyzed and mesmerized by the woman’s strength. It wasn’t until she had taken ahold of his collar and dragged him to the opposing seat that he snapped back to reality.

She held him close, her breath intoxicating his senses as her words went physically disregarded; though in his own consciousness, he had both intercepted and deciphered everything she had to say. She both called him careless and insensitive; discourteous to her feelings and her own bearings, yet she had totaled a car of his worth just under the million dollar pricing? Her logic confused even the genius in which she held but before he knew it, he was flung from his own car, tossed alongside a building as his back dirtied against the marble which structured its edifice. She had only touched his facade, and from this brief encounter, Taka was quite sure that he wouldn’t show her his shadow.

The ang—” Taka began a rather sardonic sentence, though his words were cut short as he found himself ducking quickly. The shimmering grey of his car flowing overhead grazing the edges of his blonde hair as it flew into a building, destroying it along with the foundation it crashed into. “That’s hot..” Standing on his feet, brushing off his attire, Taka found himself astounded by her act of strength and knew that getting into a brawl with her, at least without his equipment would be unwise. Nonetheless, he would never place a hand on a woman unprovoked; he had another car anyways.

Walking over to her, still unfazed—in the sense of fear—by her actions, he extended his hand, attractively smiling as he was both fascinated and somewhat cajoled.

It’s nice to finally meet you. I’m Taka, apparently an unsympathetic and blithe man without a car. And you are?

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Post by Guest on Sat Jun 02, 2012 1:27 am

Ava could hear nothing over her rage. It boiled her ears into nothing while all she could see was red. Once the flying car went pile-driving into the building, she was breathing heavily. her hands pressed to her sides while she let off heavy and slow breaths. She could barely think straight. the rage in her veins blinded her and for brief moments she couldn't even remember who or where she was. An out of body experience that claimed her whole being, while she tried to control her own mind. There wasn't much there to control at the moment, she wasn't thinking.

Slowly she blinked, hearing words in her head, as the man approached her. he seemed still undeterred by her fit and simply addressed her as if it were clearly casual.
“It’s nice to finally meet you. I’m Taka, apparently an unsympathetic and blithe man without a car. And you are? It took her a moment and absolute expression of surprise to realize this man had actually said that. Was he being sarcastic or not, this time, she couldn't tell. With curious eyes, she stood up straight. A long sigh of a breath escaped her lips.

She had totaled the building. That was kind of bad. It was common courtesy to tell your name when someone your name when they spoke of theirs. It was a moment of thinking that crossed her face as she debated upon answering him. She thought thoroughly on how she could respond. Sorry about your car, would be the logical thing. Yet, that is not what Avalon said. "Nam's Avalon, keep eet een min' pritteh bo'. Coz nex' time eet'sa be mo'e than jus' yer car tha's fuck'd ohp."

That was a promise and her smirk assured it. With that said, she looked at the building once more then shrugged it off. Her body turned with a pivot and her body bent over. She quickly grabbed her bat and she began to walk away. That's all she had to say to him for now. If her pursued her, then so be it. She wasn't going to fight him to, nor to stay. She could care less what the man did for now. With her bat on her shoulder, she proceeded to walk down the street. Diplomatic immunity was so nice.

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Post by Guest on Sat Jun 02, 2012 3:23 am

Her face, the anger she once pompously bore had vanished upon the momentary humility the young man demonstrated. He was dense at times and came off as arrogant, though surely he wasn’t as inhuman and uncharitable as the media and certain individuals made him out to be, now was he? He didn’t typically care what image he portrayed or how people perceived his actions and mannerisms, because at the end of the day, he knew who he was and knew what he had to do to accomplish the more complex objectives that others were too cowardly to challenge.

Looking off to his side before engaging in conversation with the teal amazon, he sighed at the creation she birthed through destruction. His rare, limited edition play thing now reduced to nothing more than debris and wreckage alongside a now truly condemned building. If he hadn’t taken a liking to her, surely repercussions were to follow. Regardless, it was only limited edition, and he had the means to gain another—hell, he had another. However, something didn’t sit well with him; she was beautiful and he scrupulously enjoyed her company, though how could bystanders just sit by and watch a woman—in broad daylight—terminate public property? They walked by as if nothing happened. Who was she?

Turning back to the young lady garbed in barbarian lust and as she ignored his hand gesture, all he could do was smile perfunctorily. “Pretty boy, ey? Didn’t know you thought so highly of me.” Entertaining, counterproductive remarks aside, Taka was quite surprised she referred to him in such a light manner; he was expecting something more brutal and while her threat was all but disregarded, he shrugged it off’ maybe it would pose some fun for him to be flung around by a hereditarily strengthened woman. As she bent over, he took a brief moment to glance at her jeweled rear, before adjusting himself before she could notice. He was sly and very reflexive, she shouldn’t have noticed. Upon her departure, he made gradual haste behind her, following her steps.

I guess I owe you an apology. Let me treat you to dinner and anything afterwards if up to you.

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Post by Guest on Sat Jun 02, 2012 11:56 am

“Pretty boy, ey? Didn’t know you thought so highly of me.” Smartass. Ava rolled her eyes once more. he got on her damn nerves is what he did! Her breath left in a rough breath as her head bucked up and looked at him with annoyance. The hues of gold were hidden halfway with the slits of her angry eyes. This man, was unaffected by the fact she had just kicked his fucking car through a building. Ugh. people these days, didn't seem to get a 'no' when they heard one. It annoyed her to no end. Why couldn't they respect that no meant no? that back off meant she wasn't interested? Maybe she should just wail into him with her bat? Naw, he wasn't worth that much effort.

She of course didn't notice his eyes staring at her ass. She didn't really care. If he looked, then let him. She gave no fucks, it wasn't like he was touching her. Then he would have been slapped hard enough to make him dizzy. As her feet moved along the paving of the sidewalk, Avalon realized this man, was STILL following her. What the Hell? Her body stopped and she looked at him, as he spoke once more. “I guess I owe you an apology. Let me treat you to dinner and anything afterwards if up to you. ” There he was again. What the HELL was HE apologizing for? She just TOTALED his CAR and he was asking her out to dinner again.

Hmm.. right and wrong. It would be the RIGHT thing to do, since obviously this man wanted a dinner date with the woman. The WRONG thing, which is what usually, Avalon agreed to, was telling her to shove her middle finger in his face and tell him again to go fuck himself. Maybe there was a good balance between the two? Flip him the bird, then agree to the dinner? Didn't that seem kind of redundant. It was a few minutes, she stood there, rolling over the two options in her head, while trying to think up the proper way to go about handling this dude. This arrogant and annoying man, whom had really done nothing wrong, yet, to be treated as viciously as Ava was treating him.

As she pulled her body to face him, she walked up to him. A twitch was in her left eye flicked, then she straightened her body. "W-hai are yoo so se' 'n a meal?" Her eyes narrowed, daring him to say something funny. "I'll go wit' yoo, 's long(lung) 's there no foonneh business(bidness)." She put a finger in his face and wagged it. One wrong move, it warned before she turned again and began walking. If he wanted to pick a place, then he could easily take the lead, otherwise, Avalon was looking for somewhere cheap to get this done and over with. She cursed guilt.

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Post by Guest on Sat Jun 02, 2012 4:29 pm

His life during the past two years had been nothing more than a stress-powered bomb simply waiting to detonate. His days filled with the punitive and demanding needs of a Chief Executive Officer, while his nights were entangled in his own self-appointed justice he implicated through the provinces of Aerugo. His identity kept secret by nothing more than a raven mask, the young cooperate head led a very belligerent and deathly lifestyle; however such was as well kept in the shadows as the absent of light. No one could truly know what he did, especially those close to him. It was suicidal; involving others in his affairs.

It seemed that his little peep with invisible beneath her visual and perceptual radar or she simply decided to ignore it in whole. It mattered little for he got what he wanted as she turned to face him, her eyes burning painless hoes into his face. It had seemed he had irritated her to no ends; considering he did nothing more than offer her dinner and making a few inappropriate jokes, he mentally smiled at the thought. It was obvious who had done the most damage between the two and if he were a normal man with both fear and hesitation, her actions would have disturbed him eternally. Nonetheless, he wasn’t and as she reluctantly accepted his offer, he would smile.

Quickening his pace just slightly, Taka found himself walking along her side as an equal, albeit taller in stature. “I owe you for violating your city’s rules, so.” He smile had been omnipresent throughout their encounter, and despite her efforts to intimidate him, her actions were all in vain. Making a right turn at the corner, expecting her to follow, the young blonde made his way towards a rather beautiful bistro. This was his mother’s hometown and thus he had spent many summers here on vacation with the angel of his eyes; he knew this area quite well and there was one place he hadn’t been in quite a while; though the food left such a taste in his mouth that he craved it.

Appassionato leone,” He voiced in a calm tone, devoid of both sarcastic and comicality as he continued to walk along her side, his attention was directed off to his right as he stopped in his own tracks. “We’ll eat here, Avalon.” He exclaimed, opening the white door sheared in gold as the glass sentinel widened to allow both entry. She was expected to enter before him and if or when she did, she would find her golden hues feasting upon the most affluent and beautiful décor. Red carpet paved the way to oak tiles as a series of round and cornered tables stripped the room. Waiters and waitresses garbed in the ut-most sophisticated wears moved along and before she could see anymore, a plump, short man draped in a traditional black suit approached the two elatedly.

MR.TAKA!” He shouted in a vernacular unique to the italiano décor and appeal which deeply rooted a portion of Taka’s ethnicity. Waving the man off, smiling half-heartedly, he would turn towards Avalon. “That’s Sebastian, the owner of Appassionato leone.” Turning back towards the rounded individual, Taka would look around, scouting for a table before he found a nice one secluded into a private corner. “It’s been a long time, friend. Can you seat us at that particular table? Also, try to speak in Cretan around my friend; she has a very short temper.” He exclaimed before pointing towards the table of his own desire.

Sebastian eyed the woman, adjusting his glass as he smiled widely, turning towards one of the waitress—a Cerisian brunette whose beauty was only surpassed by the teal to Taka’s side. “We have a very important guest here! Please seat them and act as their server. If I get ONE bad complaint from him or his guest consider yourself fired!The boss exclaimed with passionate as he bowed before quickly making his way towards the back to handle other business.

Welcome to Appassionato leone. My name is Gloria and I’ll be your waitress for the evening; follow me?” heeding Taka’s words as she listened to the previous Cerisian conversation, she would lead them to the table, in which Taka would pull Avalon’s seat out, and if she accepted his offer, would gently push it in and take his own across from here.

There’s Cretan translations for everything just below the names on the menu if you’re not familiar with Cerisian.” Taka expressed before picking up one of the finely designed menus and opening it before allowing his ocean blue eyes to glance over its confines.

As Gloria stood by, she eyed Taka, biting down on her bottom lip in mild lust as she looked upon the gorgeous man before gathering her thoughts and turning towards Avalon. “May I start you with anything to drink?

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Post by Guest on Sat Jun 02, 2012 8:02 pm

“I owe you for violating your city’s rules, so.” So what? People did it all the time. People who KNEW how to read the signs still parked there. Avalon was bullying this man, because he was rich. How kind of her. Sarcasm to herself? It seemed likely. Her body would step to the side, as he approached her and started walking at her side. Making sure not to touch any part of body for even the slightest of seconds, she kept a good two inches away from him AT LEAST. She couldn't figure out why she couldn't stand this man. He grated her nerves worse than anything she had witnessed. A parasite that sucked every ounce of a smile from her body.

"Appassionato leone,” For a second she showed genuine interest mingled with wild curiosity. What the hell was Appassionato leone? Was it some sort of insult? Or was she jumping to conclusions? It was possible, though she wanted him to insult her and give her reason to beat him senseless. She just plain found this man annoying as all Hell. He had motioned to a building. When had they come this far inland? She didn't recognize anywhere here. Then again, she wasn't used to this part of the world. Though she was FROM La Cerise, she new little if ANY Cerisian. Her family was one of the few on this part that spoke only Rouenian.

“We’ll eat here, Avalon.” He said while walking over and pushing open the door. Avalon eyed him with a bit of disbelief, as if the door had never been held open for her. This man was nothing like her first love, but he was oddly forcing her to stay by his side this night. What an oddball man. "Fin'." She had murmured under her breath.

Just walking in, the place smelled rich. A richness all around her. Fakeness of some greeting and yammers of a language she didn't understand. "That’s Sebastian, the owner of Appassionato leone.” Of course this rich boy would know the owner. Why didn't it surprise her? They continued to speak some nonsense that to her was just a mix of consonants and vowels. The woman had not an idea what the people were talking about and looked annoyed and away.

For the first time in a while, Ava felt insecure. What were these people staring at? Her eyes narrowed and nostrils flared. Her breath a soft hissing exhale that dared someone to say something. Her hands moved to her head, removing the skull hat and for a moment, she 'fluffed' her hair, pulling the mess of teal waves and curls out from her clothing. A more comfortable feeling upon her when the heated hair was removed from the back of her neck. She closed her eyes and let off a sigh. "Much better."

‘Welcome to Appassionato leone. My name is Gloria and I’ll be your waitress for the evening; follow me?” A woman spoke. She sure looked a pretty woman, but she was fake. Avalon couldn't believe a woman would spend so much time on her looks. Make-up.. disgusting. Yes, wake up every morning and paint on a mask. There was no need to hide who you are. Behind that make-up your real face remains the same. Avalon stated in her mind, though the woman could not hear her. It was still satisfying in her eyes.

The rich, pretty boy had pulled out her seat (again, a first) she shot a look as if she didn't trust him, while she hesitantly sat down. “There’s Cretan translations for everything just below the names on the menu if you’re not familiar with Cerisian. Yeah, Yeah. Avalon picked up her menu and looked it over. Of course the words were again like looking at the verbal scribbles of earlier. Her mind debating on what she dared to eat from this place. Most of the stuff was 'shudder' fish and that was something Ava despised.

"May I start you with anything to drink?”

"Watah." Ava stated rather quickly. That was always something that was global.

The woman bit her lip and was undressing this man with her eyes. Yes, Avalon could almost SMELL the lust that lingered on her. It was choking her internally, so she covered her nose, as if the woman smelled horrible. In Avalon's defense, she did. At least it smelled to HER. "Cu' back on th'perfume(purfoom)." She spat out as an honest word of advice, though it sounded like an insult towards the waitress. Poor woman was probably nice, but Avalon was a rather blunt person. "Eet smeell 's eef yoo bathe in bath sal's. I can' breethe." It wasn't meant to be insulting- but Ava had little self restraint.

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Post by Guest on Sat Jun 02, 2012 8:36 pm




As the attendant awaited the answer from the man, she couldn’t help but turn her head slightly in confusion upon the woman’s words. Her accent was so thick and her knowledge of such a comprehensive language was all but fluent. Whatever her profession was, surely it didn’t involve catering to the human population, or any creature that could use dialogue to converse. It took Gloria but a moment to conjure the proper response after finding the solution to her problem; WATER! She wanted something so general and dismal, nonetheless it was healthy and Gloria, being one to keep her shape at its prime understood such a need.

Nodding in reception, Gloria would then turn her sights to the blonde male as he continued to admire his appeal; the lust exuding through her eyes as the amber tint of her hues were fixated on his locks. Taka was a renowned man and known almost worldwide for his weapons innovations and technological advances. Though his wealth was only secondary to the charm he possessed. Whatever the tabloids said about him, she didn’t care; one night in his room and a mistake subsequent, she could be a rich woman. Money signs rested in her mind and while she was physically engrossed by him and wondered what was in his pants, she was curious as to what resided in his bank account.

Turning to her finally with a smile mortared across his face, Taka would acknowledge her. “I’d take a glass of water, as well. Oh and a bottle of your Bonarda Piemontese; bring two glasses, please?” She smiled, her face lit with cherry red as she turned and began her venture towards the kitchen, though not before stopping in shock upon the teal’s words. Turning slightly and eyes filled with confusion, she would comment. “E-excuse m---” Her words cut thin as Taka interrupted her with a clearing of his throat and a half-hearted smile.

Excuse her, she’s quite tired and is kind of ornery.” His mother’s verbiage flooding into the air, Gloria—though momentarily stunned and anger calmed and nodded weakly; turning to walk away, she exited the scene. Taka however sighed in displeasure, only to smile charmingly afterwards as he directed his attention towards his modest guest.

Y’know, you don’t have to be so vulgar,” He commented with a smile before turning his sights back towards the menu, amused by her actions and bluntness, almost admiring her new fashioning of her teal waves.

Did you decide what you wanted to eat?

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Post by Guest on Sat Jun 02, 2012 9:01 pm

“Y’know, you don’t have to be so vulgar,” Ava's golden hues lifted to rest on this man. Was he asking her to change who she was? HE was the one who made her come to this place to start with! Her brow arched. In all honesty, she had found nothing wrong with she had said. She was saving the girl the trouble of some man telling her the same thing. A momentary pause was there as Ava debated if there was perhaps a kinder way to have said what she announced? Eh what was done, was done and it seemed the man had to do damage control? Suit himself, Ava was in no way apologizing. She was stubborn as a mule when it came to her decisions.

Though she was looking over the menu, she mainly looked at the pictures. She wasn't particularly fond of eating. She skipped everything that mentioned fish or spicy, luckily this was no Aerugese or Xingese place. Most likely the whole menu would have been obliterated. Was there anything with eggplant? She couldn't find any and her lip twitched into a frown. There were memories with some of the meals. Things she could remember from when her family was whole. She couldn't eat lamb, that felt like cannibalism to her. So that left either some sort of steak or chicken. Chicken sounded more appealing.

"I was simplee savin' her from the same thin' only lateer on." Was that minor jealousy? She couldn't really think straight. For some reason, the way that woman was practically short of straddling the man annoyed her. Ava pushed it off as the way she regarded public affection. Wasn't it against some sort of rule to be half hitting on some woman's date? Wait- Why did Ava even care? Her eyes scanned the Cretan section for the section of poultry. Mentally she eliminated most of the selections and within a few more seconds, she found a meal that looked relatively attractive towards her somewhat grumbling stomach. How did she pronounce it? Screw it, she'd just order some sort of chicken salad. That's what the picture looked like.


“Did you decide what you wanted to eat?"
She managed a nod. She had, but she wasn't saying it. So many movies, she'd seen where the man asked that, then changed the woman's mind. Ava wasn't going to deal with that. Her eyes looked up, catching him before he could ask, "Wha' are yoo gonna ge'?"

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Post by Guest on Sat Jun 02, 2012 9:30 pm

Consideration is a nice shade on you,” As droll as a comment could come, Taka jokingly mused at her mentioning of saving Gloria from future humiliation; though she had just discomfited the woman in quite a crowded environment in front of the man she had sought after. Regardless of Taka’s inclination to accept the woman’s affection, or lack thereof, he could only find everything she did gainsaying to what her mouth uttered. It was like her body and mind functioned on two different scales; one more bellicose and blunt then the other. This could have possibly been the most humorous he had seen the woman since their encounter back at the stop light.

She nodded when inquired as to what she wanted for dinner, and while her lips didn’t open, that was more than enough; he was making progress with her. “Hmm, I’m conflicted; Chicken Parmigiana is delicious, though I’ve been craving some old fashion Lasagna,” As if his car wasn’t ruined and the woman hadn’t almost killed him moments before, Taka held quite the casual air when making conversation with Avalon. Sharp, almond orbs looking down upon the menu before sighing contently; he had finally decided what he wanted. Placing it down upon the table and looking over to his right, he’d smile. Gloria was just arriving with a serving tray and their beverages.

Here you go,” She’d smile, showing a perfect set of pearly whites as she leaned a little too much over while placing the bucket of ice which housed the wine’s glass frame; her bosom just inches away from Taka’s face as his eyes settled upon a clean DD. Waving her off as she finished setting down their glass of water, he’d thank her for her services and turn to Avalon. With Gloria just feet away, expecting them to order, Taka had taken it upon himself to pour two glasses of the crimson red swill of blended perfection; placing one directly in front of Avalon as his eyes settled upon her golden jewels.

Smiling, he’d pick up his glass, smiling its scent before expressing a sensation of complete tranquility. “I hope you drink; Bonarda Piemontese is quite the cultured wine. It has a very subtle taste of grape, and a strong after taste that diminishes quickly; it’s a great selection.” Admiring the wine for a moment, he’d take a sip, allowing only a portion of his glass’s content to fall down his throat and soon Gloria approached, pulling out her pad and pen.

Oh, I’ll have the Chicken Parmigiana and Classic Lasagna.” With his order complete, Gloria turned towards Avalon, expecting her answer.



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Post by Guest on Sat Jun 02, 2012 10:33 pm

More sarcasm. This man, he liked to torture Ava, didn't he? He was joking about her consideration. Okay, so what if she had been a bit inconsiderate? It was only natural for Ava to be such a way. This world was a kill or be killed world and if she started off hardened, then she wouldn't get swept away by the cruel whims of the world. Her eyes rolled at his words, and she found herself buried in the menu again. Of course, she didn't need it, but it did keep her annoyance levels low. Her decision was made, as was his.

He mentioned what he was going to eat, she found nothing wrong in it. It sounded familiar and appetizing, but her order was in fact just a simple chicken salad. "Uh.. Cheekin sahlid, Rahnch dreessing." She made her order. A quick sip of her water and she heard the popping sound of a bottle.

"I hope you drink; Bonarda Piemontese is quite the cultured wine. It has a very subtle taste of grape, and a strong after taste that diminishes quickly; it’s a great selection.”
Ava didn't drink, but it smelled good. Though it seemed strong, by scent, it still waved warmly under her nose. A bit of hesitance was in her actions, as she reached forward and gripped the crimson-filled glass. A little body with blood washing around. A curious look on her eyes as she tipped it back and drained the liquid rather quickly. The treat made an odd chill fill her mouth, so sweet upon her taste-buds.

She gasped softly, once the nectar had been drained to her lips. Delicious! It had been simply wonderful on her. She wanted more, but she hesitated on taking more. Her eyes glued upon the oddly flavorful drink until she couldn't resist and grabbed it. Her hand clutched it as she poured another glass, then set the bottle down. She felt a bit greedy, how gross that was, but just another taste, wouldn't hurt, right?

Down it went, the liquid poured heavily down her throat, guiding its way to her stomach. It coated her stomach in a bit of a bubble. Her heart excited while the second glass was drained. She placed it down on the table and licked her lips. "Tha's realleh good." She stated in a bit of a giddy voice.

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Post by Guest on Sat Jun 02, 2012 11:42 pm

She couldn’t place her finger on it; it was too equivocal. Nonetheless, one thing was very certain; Gloria wasn’t the fondest of Avalon, and the young teal wasn’t the brunette’s most cherished companion. The tension between the two seemed like nothing more than ingenuous banter. Regardless Taka was weary. Knowing only a portion of Avalon’s ire and strength; but by indirect means, he was confident in assuming that if the two were to get involved in anything more than deathly gazes and spiteful words; Gloria would be finding herself in the most generous of hospitals. Needless to say, he found the idea of two beautiful women fighting over him rather enticing.

The salad would obviously have been primed slightly sooner than the Chicken dish, nonetheless they would be brought out at the same time upon Taka’s request; now he was alone with Avalon, and a full--- half-filled bottle of fine wine. Taking gradual sips of his own drink, allowing the tainted liquid to flow down into his stomach evenly, he looked through the transparency of the class as his almond eyes widened partially. Before him rested a lush in the form of Avalon draining not just one, but two complete glasses within a span of a single minute. Through a amalgamation of shock and affordability, he found himself rushing the crimson pool from his class into his own contents.

Luckily these bottles are tall… he said in subtle humor before pouring another full glass as he watched the stained lucidity fill with the darkened red once more. In one powerful gulp, the second class was empty once more and he belched quietly into his forearm respectfully. “I bet I can drink more then you.” he indirectly challenged her before pouring himself and her another glass full, dropping the content of the main bottle itself down to nothing more than drizzles. Sebastian was swift, however quickly supplying them with not just one, but [b]two[.i] additional flagons of the same collection.

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Post by Guest on Sun Jun 03, 2012 12:14 am

“Luckily these bottles are tall… " He seemed amused by that statement, Ava didn't get it. What did tall bottles have to do with anything? Blinking a few times, the idea fleeted by as if it were nothing more than a breeze. Not ever a crack of a smile slid unto that woman's lips. She simply stared at him. She didn't understand it, but she did feel holes burning in the back of her head. That woman was glaring, wasn't she? Let her. Bitch thought she was all that, she could glare all day. When it came to other women, Ava wasn't exactly kind. Though, she wasn't kind in general.

The man had been nursing the drink like a rich guy would, until it seemed he saw Miss Ava swallow two of them in a matter of quick minutes. His face showed a bit o surprise, but he tossed back the same amount with what seemed a challenge. Ava's blood boiled with giddy excitement. She liked games. He had burped a bit, but she wasn't at all bothered by it. there were more disgusting things in the world than burps. Her golden eyes looked at his for the first time that night. Not penetrating, but more daring and almost dancing with excitement.

“I bet I can drink more then you.”
He had said. "'s tha' a challunj?" Her voice crooned a bit. Her head cocked to the side with an expression that asked if she'd heard him right. She had another glass poured and it was gone in a few seconds. Hard swallows down her throat, a bit rougher than intended, but she placed the glass on the table. Her tongue rubbing her soft lips once again and staring at him with a thirst. He was challenging her? How fun! She could do that with ease. She poured the next glass. her body rose and she leaned forward, as if to torture the waitress behind her. Her own bosoms near Taka's face a moment while she poured his glass. "Bo'oms ohp!" She stated with a momentary wink. Her next glass was drained as the fourth and placed down. Soon, she had slumped back in her seat.


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Post by Guest on Sun Jun 03, 2012 12:36 am

Continuing to his third straight class, through his peripheral Avalon’s tangled face was all but masked. His words were quite obvious and made perfect sense considering their actions; a taller bottle held more wine, unless the smaller variant was wider, which proportioned it out. Nonetheless, that wasn’t the case at the moment and as Taka attempted to smile, relieving the air of unneeded stress or aggravation, he found himself slightly intoxicated. The wine itself was rather strong, boosting 100 proof corroboration; the only flavoring keeping the two from tasting pure alcohol being the purest of grapes used as a blend as well as a range of inducements.

Why had he thought of such a quick explanation to her confusion bewildered even him, and after looking on as the restaurant’s owner stocked them with two more bottles, he watched as Avalon inquired to his challenge. “D-did I st-stutter?” His words slightly subdued as he took another glass and drowned it as well, taking his toll to four and confirmed her question’s authenticity. She had stood up, leaning over and Taka found himself appealing to other sensations as two perfect melons rested just centimeters before him; he knew this because he mentally factored in trajectory and distance within a second’s time. A drunken genius was incomparable.

I=I’ll drink to dat,” finishing within seconds the glass she poured him, Taka moved to a second extreme. Taking one of the two bottles, he would stand, and allowed the crown to rest within his mouth as he tilted his head back. In one powerful rush, the bottle’s wine seeped down his throat at a quick pace as he gulp several times, attempting to keep himself from vomiting the precious quality back onto the table and in front of Avalon; that wasn’t gentleman-esque at all, now as it? Drinking from the bottle itself, it would only take him a moment of complete stillness and no interruptions to finish it as the numerous in attendance watched his rather carefree antics.

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Post by Guest on Sun Jun 03, 2012 12:57 am

“I=I’ll drink to dat,” the man had managed, already seeming disoriented. Ava grinned a bit as she felt a sort of surge of pride flow through her. In terms of speech, she was winning, but the man had decided to up the antics. Her head was spinning already, but she didn't care. She watched him beginning to drown a whole bottle?! That was unfair. However the game was just getting started. it was time for dirty tactics. Her body moved swiftly and she was out of her seat. The movements of her body moving this side and she leaned over.

Little effort was needed as she pushed the chair he was in, back a little. Her leg slid over his lap and he was half pinning him. Her eyes shone like devil's gems. This was a bit odd, but her mind was all a flurry of wild alcohol pumping through her. Her mouth moved swiftly, claiming the side of his mouth and capturing part of the bottle in her mouth. Partly on his lips, part on the bottle, she tugged at it gently with her teeth. Too hard and she would have shattered the container, easily.

Her hands were pushing upon his shoulders a bit. Slowly, her hips slid down and rested on his lap. That chest he had just been staring at, now pressed flush to his. She could hear the sounds of him swallowing the nectar and her senses could taste the hint of wine on his lips. Swimming, she was swimming in a world of utter fuzzy haze. Where she was didn't matter, she had managed to keep herself in control for the most part, except for the fact, she was half making out with the bottle to get the man to let go of it. Was it a fair movement? Of course not, but Ava wasn't the fighting fair type. "You're payin' more attensen to th'bottle tha' me." She teased gently, still biting at it.

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The sweet grape nectar hadn’t tasted more fulfilling then the moment he decided to outshine his ‘date’ for the evening. Mildly drunk, after exhausting several heavily tainted drinks, Taka was in a state of complete euphony. His senses running at one-hundred miles a second, he didn’t bother to keep up; twas the beauty of being drunk, reactions and repercussions came after the fun, and now was the most electrifying experience he had taken part in since he arrival in Gelemortė Standing pompously as he continued to devastate the liquid which resided inside the large bottle, Taka found himself disillusioned as he could have sworn he saw Avalon move; it had to have been the wine.

But he wasn’t dreaming and before he could react, he found the legs of his chair lifting and his body forced back into its seat. One leg was only accompanied by another rand before he could move, Taka found his face in direct contact with the once aggressive woman, her lips slightly touching his to gain some of the pleasantries of his drink. Coincidentally, her positioning wouldn’t go unchallenged as she would find a rather impressive swell pushing against her inner thighs and almost perfectly aligned with her own hidden grotto. Looking down, he smiled half-heartedly; ignoring what he assumed would bother her as he continued to drink away at his wine, allowing some to flow down the side of his lips and into her own.

W-well I’ll give you all the attention you need.” Picking up the second bottle and in the same swift movement, popped its cork, he would glide it over her head, and tilt it, allowing the contents to pour down not only her lips, but his own, showering the two in the drinks. He had to one up her once more and surely the both of them could enjoy this final bath together before the food came. Meanwhile the occupants continued to stare, as if watching intently, dry porn ensuing before them.

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