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 Posted: Wed Jun 08, 2011 7:32 pm
An as-we-go one on one.
Awwah. This is a failure introduction post...
Yup.
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Posted: Wed Jun 08, 2011 8:10 pm
Lips parted slightly to take in air as a dark head of hair snuggled farther into the pillows cloaked in black silk the hair blending almost perfectly. Eyes fluttered once groaning as sunlight streamed through the windows even if they were covered with curtains. A groan passed through the lips as they sat up the silken midnight locks falling down around the head. Soft skin appeared from under the sheets as the figure sat up the clothe pooling around his waist. Eyes moved to blink and start the the window though still clouded with sleep the opal orbs held a bright look to them. blinking once they stretched out their form skinny almost frail looking but held a hidden strength as muscle tensed back arching into the stretch.
Sliding from the bed feet touched the ground only to pull up again the cold shooting up through his body like a merciless strike on a wooden dummy. setting them down again the form was made clear from the full front view of a bare torso, there was no breast or even the hinting at them the feet scurried across the cold wooden floors. Clean clothes where obtained more fitting then the loose pair of shorts that hung on their hip before feet scurried out making their way to a large open air bath the steaming water creating a fog that danced over the area, a mixed bath but he didn't care he just wished to cleans himself form the sweet that seemed to cling to him the oppressive heat from the night before was a distant memory with the cold wind that cut over the bath. The change of clothes where placed into a wicker basket before being placed on a shelf then the current outfit was shed as he slid into the water with a content sigh.
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Posted: Wed Jun 08, 2011 8:58 pm
There was a shift under the thin blanket, the cloth being pulled over a head, the form curling up tighter underneath in an attempt to fall back asleep. A soft groan of protest could be heard underneath, proof that the redhead was in fact awake. A moment later a bit of silky, unruly, red locks appeared over the op of the blanket, and then far enough for the tired and stubborn blue eyes to be spotted. The light was streaming in through the window, over the boards that had been placed on the window instead of curtains. The aspect of actually doing something was always trouble for the female. She would much rather lay in bed all day, and it often made her late. For anything and everything, no matter how important. The blanket was pulled back up, the hair disappearing again. But instead, a hand appeared. The long, ring-clad fingers searched around on the dirty floor beside the mattress, combing through all the needless junk, finally finding what they were looking for. Glasses. The hand disappeared again and the blanket was finally kicked off, the girl sitting up, rubbing her eyes before placing the thick glasses on her nose.
She stood, stretching. Her appearance showed much about her attitude. Unruly, laid back, and sporty. She moved the dirty clothes around on the floor with her toes, searching for ones that weren’t dirty. For anyone else it probably would have been an impossible task, but the girl had been doing this long enough that it was like breathing. She stripped off the large baseball T-shirt she had been wearing as a nightgown, pulling on sports shorts and a plain T-shirt. The long fingers were run through her hair for a moment before it was quickly banded back in a simple ponytail. “Ten more minutes.” She sighed almost sadly, closing her eyes even though she was already out of bed. Though it was hot in the little room, almost like some kind of awful oven, it did nothing to motivate her to get out of there any faster. In fact, sleep seemed al lthe better in such a hot and awful place.Shaking her head, the eyes were reopened, going back to business. She grabbed the duffel that sat next to the air mattress that she slept on, pulling it over her shoulder. She hated the fact that her little room didn’t have anything for her to bathe or use the restroom, though it did have a small dirt pit for a fire. Shaking her head as if it would dispel the sleep that still lingered in her mind, she set off, moving to do her morning routine. Though routine was something almost everyone hated, it was necessary. Because, honestly, minds just weren’t made to find a new plan and a new route every morning.
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Posted: Wed Jun 08, 2011 9:26 pm
A soft sigh of contentment left him as he rolled in the water letting sore muscles in wind as he dipped lower into the water until his dark blue locks floated however it was only the longer parts that drifted his chin not yet touching the water before he dipped down just as another wind blew through pushing off the wall he swam to the other side of the deep pool before surface shaking to rid his hair of the excess water, he took his time heading back across the pool before he slipped out of the water still drenched making his way to a small area away from the main pool where one could wash themselves of the dirt and grim finishing this quickly he sighed once as a cold breeze cause him to shiver once before he rinsed himself off and slid back into the water his head cushioned by his arm.
If anyone entered the bath they would not the series of parallel and straight lines that ran down his back forming a simply but entrancing geometric pattern that was the form of a pair of wings much like on the early flying machines. his normally slightly wavy hair laid straight due to the water but quickly began to form the slight curl that it normally held nothing a hair straightener and enough hair spray to hold his bangs how he liked them fixed the rest he left alone never finding a need to fully straighten it. his opal colored eyes closed as yawn passed from him even though in the bath there was little to stop the full sun from entering he was drained and tired again thought now he no longer had the clinging sweat.
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Posted: Wed Jun 08, 2011 9:53 pm
The duffel was dropped close to the main pool, where the redhead tentatively dipping her foot in, feeling it. Not that she wouldn’t get in, anyways, it was just nice to know the temperature before one had to submerge themselves in it. The rings were pulled off of her fingers and dropped into the open duffel. After a moment she slipped out of her clothes and into the warm water, only her head an neck remaining above the water. The blue eyes shifted around a bit nervously before closing for a moment, a soft sigh passing through her body. But the relaxation was over rather quickly, those eyes popping back open again and looking around again. Her gingers reached up from the water removing her glasses and setting them next to her before running through the ends of her damp hair for a moment. Then the hair tie was pulled, the long and unruly hair falling down her shoulders and into the water. But it quickly disappeared under the refuge of the water, staying there for what seemed impossibly long before coming up again.
She washed herself quickly, her movements mostly fidgety and slightly nervous. She hated these places, feeling so exposed and so odd. She pulled her duffel close to her, digging around to find her change of clothes so she could more as quickly as possible. But her hand jerked suddenly, her bag falling into the water beside her. The redhead froze for a moment, helpless watching her bag start to turn, water leaping into the opening. She let out could what could only be compared to a squeak, grabbing the duffel out of the water and back on to the edge. She fumbled for her glasses, pulling them on her face, sinking in the water a bit. Her luck was usually this sour, but she had never expected such bad luck in the worst possible time.
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Posted: Wed Jun 08, 2011 10:03 pm
A sigh passed his lips once before before he finally pulled himself from the water blinking when he heard a squeak. he had not expected anyone to be here not this late it was at that moment he took not that in fact he was still bare having found no need to grab a towel so he simply walked on a grabbed a towel wrapping it securely around his waist before he walked over. "Need help?" he asked head moving o the side slightly the tattoos that rested just below his eyes a slight swirl often scared those away from him even if he was a rather nice person, just slightly adventurous and often clingy when permitted out be so there then that he came of as if he didn't want to be there.
However this was a moment where he wanted to be there but he still gave of an aura like he didn't wish to be, if someone other then him was here they also overslept for him it was his curtains they often didn't let in the light until it was bright and there, the temperature he could tell was already on the rise and well it was going to be another day where he would have to take care as to now burn and be unable to move.
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Posted: Wed Jun 08, 2011 10:14 pm
The redhead was caught off guard by the male’s words, by him even being there, really. She was so focused on possible ideas of getting back to her room and not looking like a total idiot that she had totally zoned out. Nobody was usually here when she was around, anyhow. How come he was? She slid away from the edge as he spoke, slinking a bit down into the water, her face flushing hotly. Not only had she made a total fool of herself, now other people knew about it, as well. How awful. She peered at him curiously. He had tattoos under his eyes and it appeared on his back, as well. She wondered how many questions he got about them, since they were in so obvious of a place. She had always been told that when getting tattoos, to put them in a place nobody would look for them. Advice she had taken.
Her face heated up even more as she realized that she had been staring. She turned away from him, her fingers reaching up and pulling her hair back, tying it back in a bun so it was out of the water. ”If you could.” Her voice was as nervous and fidgety as her actions, as if they were unsure of anything. “I mean. Not that there’s much anyone could do. Unless I’m over looking something or. Something.” She was babbling. Something she did all too much when she got nervous. She pressed her fingers against her lips just to get herself to shut up. Really, there was little anyone could do to help her. She was such a hopeless case sometimes.
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Posted: Wed Jun 08, 2011 10:28 pm
Soft laughter bubbled from him as she hurried about her hair and muttered and rambled about things needing to be done. "I could gather clothes for you." he stated settling down so that his legs where in the water he had noted her staring and he understood why, his eyes while already odd enough for being chromatic never looking the same in any two direction had the bold black beneath them to him after the pain of getting them was something he forgot about until he looked in a mirror or someone asked about them. "That or I could let you borrow some of my clothes," he stated his gaze drifting over her thought to him it was to judge her size however he never quite thought about what she might take it as. "However I think I am smaller then you." he stated his legs kicking back and forth before he laid back on the stone floors after all wood would rot eventually and stone was an easier up keep.
His eyes closed as he waited for her answer either way would be fine with him but he didn't know if his clothes would even fit her the obvious difference was in the bust, she had something while his was flat. His build while slight was all muscle and it didn't show either making him appear younger even as he encroached on fifteen years of age most still mistook him for an elementary student he blamed late blooming but in the end it didn't bother him. "Also why you here, most are already gone."
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Posted: Wed Jun 08, 2011 10:41 pm
“That would be appreciated.” She said slowly, though she didn’t look back over at the boy. “No. If you could just get me some. I wouldn’t want to take anything from your or anything. That just seems wrong somehow.” She shrugged lightly. She felt self-conscious as he spoke of him being smaller than him. She already felt exposed enough. Way to add it on there. She sighed softly, moving over to the side, placing her arms on the side of the pool, placing her head on top of her arms. “It’s possible.” She was all said, for a lack of anything better to say that that moment. She reached out in her now-soggy duffel. Her fingers pulled through the clothes and things, finally founding what she was looking for. She slipped the various rings on her fingers before folding her arms again.
She looked the boy over, wondering about his age. He was small, but something told the redhead that he wasn’t all that young. Perhaps it was his manners or something. But she wasn’t about to ask. She wasn’t all that straightforward to begin with, and why would she ask if she probably would never seem him again? It was kind of pointless, if you thought about it. “What?” The ginger’s brows rose, her blue eyes studying him. ”I can go wherever I want to.” She said sternly. It was a stark contrast from the nervousness and jittery persona she had been a split second before. “Besides. You’re here. So why would you ask me such a stupid question?” She shook her head, looking up at the sky. She needed to get out of here before it got any hotter and sunnier. She was going to burn to a crisp.
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Posted: Wed Jun 08, 2011 10:57 pm
"I am here because when I am finished with my bath in the mornings I clean this area, plain and simply." he stated his voice suddenly taking a sharp tone not liking at all the tone she had taken with him. "You however must have some job here." he stated sitting up again however he simply watched her before looking over the pool. "Ya know I could just leave you in there." he stated softly before gaining a grin that told her he was considering it as she slid his legs out of the water and stood up before heading over to where his clothes where kept. he needed to brush his hair soon if he wanted any chance of still making in presentable not to mention that there was more things that needed to be done grabbing another towel he began to dry himself off humming as he did he even took his sweet time doing it after all she was stuck in there if he didn't run to get her clothes, then again she could always barrow his. finally deeming his top half was dry enough he pulled out a wife beater pulling it over his head before pulling another shirt over his head he then pulled out under wear pulled them on followed by a pair of capris he didn't care that they where maid for girls he found that they actually helped him and often he enjoyed messing with other people as he made his way back over to her. "Where would I find your room anyway?"
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Posted: Thu Jun 09, 2011 9:05 am
She backed down immediately as his tone took on a sharp tone as well. “Er. Not quite.” She said slowly. Why? Was she supposed to? Oops? She bit her lip as the boy spoke of leaving, moving away from her. She sighed, shaking her head. “Good one. You almost lost your only chance at help.” She chided herself. The ginger pulled the bag closer to her, though she was careful not to dump it in the water again. She dug through it, trying to decide if anything was dry enough to wear and not be noticed all that much. There was nothing. It was all waterlogged and gross. She pushed her bag away from her, rubbing her face under her glasses. “Nice way to totally screw yourself over.”
The redhead brightened again as he came back, though his question put a big rain could over her parade. “I don’t live around here. I’m over near the construction sites. Over there.” She pointed off the way she had come. She wasn’t about to mention the teensy fact that she lived in the constructions sites. Somehow she didn’t think he would understand. Really, she hadn’t thought of that when she had said that him getting her clothes was probably better. Whoops. “So I suppose that that really won’t work, then, will it?” She pulled at her bun, chewing on her bottom lip as her blue eyes closed behind her glasses. She should have thought of that.
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Posted: Thu Jun 09, 2011 3:10 pm
He stared at her hard, there was nothing else he could do really, if she didn't have a room here or a job that meant she didn't live in this little half way home of sorts his brow raised before his head moved to the side hands finding their way onto his hip. "So I can't get you clothes, well I could you might fit his." he stated his gaze drifting up before he moved to gather the tools for his job sighing he set to work easily crafting the water simply using the warm water from the bath itself as he added soap and set to work as he began to scrub the place clean on his hands and knees working on the tiled occasionally he would bring his hide quarters up rushing across the floor leaving a trail of suds in his path as he thoughts he slid to a stop even thought was was used to it he occasionally slipped but that wasn't there. He glanced up to her frowning as he pulled his hair from his eyes the navy blue locks had already dried and when went again straightened.
"Maybe when she get back you can get a room and then work for it." he stated before making a few more mad dashes over the same strip humming softly as he did thought it wasn't clear if he enjoyed working or not he was rather effective and as he finished and ran with a very large towel before he toss it into a bin filed with towels after he finished this he would need to go to the laundry room and place them into it.
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Posted: Thu Jun 09, 2011 6:27 pm
The ginger blinked as he suddenly started to work. What was she supposed to do? Rot in there or something? He had spoken of clothes, which had made her hopeful that she would be getting away from here soon, but apparently not. She sighed, reaching up and touching her hair. It was still slightly damp, but the amount it had dried was surprising. Had she really been here so long? Apparently so, since her hair took quite a while to dry. Oh well, at least I have nothing to do, anyways. Well… Nothing I planned on actually doing. She smiled to herself as she watched him work. She felt helpless, but it was also sort of nice seeing other people work and being able to relax. Even though it wasn’t quite relaxing since she was stuck there. But, oh well.
“Whoah there, buster.” She shook her head with a slight laugh. His words reminded her just of how much he didn’t know her. Heck, she didn’t even know his name. “I’m not planning on staying here or working. I’m actually pretty content with my little one-room place with my air-mattress, thanks. Besides. Nobody in the right mind would hire the likes of me.” She shook her head before closing her eyes, setting her head sideways on her arms. It was true, she used to try avidly to get a job. But with her pervious poor choice of employers and bad rap sheet, she couldn’t get anything that motivated her in the slightest. She wondered idly if her clothes were drying at least a little bit in this long time, but didn’t quite feel like reaching over and checking. Much too lazy.
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Posted: Thu Jun 09, 2011 9:32 pm
"Silvia Don't care, I mean look at me do you think any one would hire me." he stated hands finding their way to his hips again. "Also you would fit my brothers clothes wait here while I fetch them." he stated turning and walking out, after he finished the rest of the place which he needed her out for he would set to work on his hair. he scurried across the still cold floors before entering his room once more before moving to the dresser. Yup they would fit her gather her a plain shirt and a pair of his own jeans a bit to lose on him now he made his way back staring at the walls before entering the bathing area again, yup the mop and bucket would be next and before long he dropped the clothed behind a row of lockers so she could hide and took a towel holding it out to her. "There." he stated before setting it on the ground a good distance away so she couldn't soak it before returning to work on getting the place clean.
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Posted: Fri Jun 10, 2011 11:09 am
“I don’t see what’s all bad about him.” She said as he walked away, in response to anyone hiring him. “A few good tattoos doesn’t mean anything about a person. Besides, he can’t be a bad person. He’s helping me out a great deal. Heck, he’s put up with me this long. That certainly means he’s not all that bad.” But for some reason his words echoed in her mind. She wouldn’t care. But… She would, she would mind a lazy girl like herself around here. It was inevitable, soon enough she would get sick of her, right? Everyone did.
The redhead’s face brightened as the male came back out, setting down clothes and a towel. She waited until he had moved away, probably going back to work, to climb out and dry herself off quickly. She was a bit nervous that they wouldn’t fit, since they were guys clothes, it seemed like, but they fit actually quite well. Her fingers moved up, pulling the hair tie out of her hair, causing the bun to come apart. But it didn’t stay down long, the curly hair being tugged back up into a ponytail that trailed down her back. “Ah.” She sighed in relief, leaning down and zipping up the duffel. “Dry clothes.” She smiled, pulling the duffel over her shoulder. Really, even if they didn’t fit as well as they did, she probably still would have warn them. There was only so much pleasure you could have sitting in a pool. It occurred to the girl as she tried to find the man to thank him that she didn’t know his name.
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