Ryou Jackson
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It ain't over, not yet.
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Post by Ryou Jackson on Mar 9, 2008 23:12:15 GMT 1
" Ryou. Ryou Jackson." he replied to Aryn's question. He pulled out his cellphone, and slid the front part up. " I'll get your cell too er...Aryn, in case something happens." he said, smirking, as he typed in her name and number. Numbers adequately exchanged, he slid the front back down and placed it back in his pocket. He then turned around, and disappeared back into the crowd, heading towards the door.
" This'll be interesting." he thought to himself, a mischievous grin playing on his face. " He emptied his pockets of any trash, including the raffle ticket that had been in his pocket into a trash can near the door, and pushed the door open, exiting out of what had been an interesting night at Club Legion.
He walked on the sidewalk, cars rushing past him on the streets, as he took a deep breath of the cold night air. " Nice night to take a walk." he thought, as he pulled out his cell, it was only 8:30pm, and he had some time to kill before his parents got home from their night out. " I wonder how Amy's doing..." he thought mischievously, that was one trick his sister would not forget for a long time. His cellphone went off, his ringtone? Some Japanese song, Just Melody by UVERworld. He let it play for a while before answering. " Hello?" he said, as he continued to walk, his other hand in his pocket. " Oh hey dad, how's Amy? She's fine, she went out, where? I think she went out for a walk with a guy. Ahhh...." he winced, as he pulled his phone away from his ear, his dad's voice loud enough to bust his eardrum. " Dad, calm down, she'll be fine, she's with a guy I know from school, if she needs me, she'll call my cell okay? Okay, what time you'll be home? 9:30? Okay, okay, bye."
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Post by Aden Allett on Mar 10, 2008 3:59:36 GMT 1
It was good to see Aryn enjoyed Aden’s ideas. He was glad he could contribute to her plans seeing as how she was disappointed with the fact that he wouldn’t suggest anything to do. The manhunt idea was a good one and Aden had no objections. His idea seemed to go over well too, making it seem like they could both have a good time, luckily.
Aryn had announced her idea to the group, and already three people had come up and offered to join. She asked Aden if she should ask Conner, jokingly asking if he would be threatened. A little annoyed at the humour, he merely shrugged before answering.
“The more the better of course. I don’t think a little friendly competition would hurt of course. I‘m wondering if maybe I do have to start worrying about Conner.” Aden joked.
If Conner said yes, they would have a decent amount of people, but probably not enough, Aden could only assume. In other words, they had to hope for more volunteers. Aden looked at the crowd, quickly feeling glares of hormone filled men with hateful eyes. All the men who won female prizes seemed to get the same glares. Women who won men seemed to get a few glares from jealous ladies as well.
(Not much to work on T_T‘)
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Aryn Valcoph
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Don't Toy With Me
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Post by Aryn Valcoph on Mar 14, 2008 17:20:12 GMT 1
. o O ( Can't say how long this will be. Aden, once I have Aryn come over to Aden, feel free to NPC her out of the club. I generally will consider this my last post to the thread. )
''It's really up to you if you feel like it.'' Aryn shrugged non-committedly to his comment about Conner and competition. Pointing in the direction she wanted Aden to go, she asked him to do something for her. ''However, can you go over to the woman - Rene, I think - and give her the lo-down on what we'll be doing for our date? I'll catch you over there afterwards.''
Leaving Aden to go fill in Rene, Aryn walked away, weaving through the crowd in attempt to find Conner. It seemed they had been lucky with getting picked out first, as Conner and his date (who was nowhere to be seen) were already done their bit with Rene. Slinking up with an impish smile on her face, she nudged him with her arm.
''So, Macho Man, would you be willing to participate in a game of man-hunt? I'll need a phone or cell number off you, if you have one.'' She quickly scrawled down her number on the back of a receipt in her purse and handed it over to Conner in the event he didn't have a cell, and took down his number in her phone. ''I'll be sure to call you with plenty of notice before it starts. See if your 'date' in the pretty little cocktail dress wants to join in, too.''
She didn't stay longer than that, whisking herself away and leaving behind the faint scent of her purfume before that disappeared amongst the smells of the club--alcohol, sweat, and other perfumes and colognes. Give 'im some slack, then reel 'im in; then give 'im some slack, then--well, it was obvious. It seemed to be a favourite tactic of hers, suiting well with that teasing, flirtirous nature she exuded without effort.
That done, she made her way back to where Aden was, reaching up and letting her hand clamp down lightly on his shoulder, leaning in lightly. ''Well then.''
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Post by Aden Allett on Mar 15, 2008 22:37:28 GMT 1
(Last Post)
Aden agreed to do as Aryn had asked as she walked off for a moment. He made his way up to the girl, Rene, getting her attention and describing what they had planned. After giving most of the details, he made his way to the end of the stage where he met up with Aryn again. He didn’t know where she went off too and he didn’t rightly care. Wasn’t his business, but he assumed it was to get volunteers for the game.
Her hand landed on his shoulder. He moved his arm back slightly, letting her arm rub off and gently fall into his not open one. It was obvious nothing else was to be done here tonight so Aden graciously walked her to the door of the bar. Heading outside, he wrote down his cell number and handed it to her, leaving his coat open to feel the gentle breeze of winter.
His breathe could be seen as Aryn offered her number as well, as to make sure they could contact each other when the game was ready to roll. With that, Aden said his goodbyes and they parted ways to their respective destinations. Aden headed back to his own home, having more than his fill for the night and expecting that he would have even more at the event. He made his way back to his abode, where he headed for his room. Tired, quite obviously.
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