Victoria Alexander
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Post by Victoria Alexander on Feb 5, 2009 6:33:32 GMT 1
He didn't seem disappointed that she was 24 and not 21. Her arms nestled around him as her cheek was flush on his skin. His warmth, the smell of his cologne on his jacket. It seemed intoxicating an welcoming.
"Where.."
His lips pursuing hers. Flutters and rabid beats moved through her body. His hot breath on her face. Her eyes closed feeling the moment move through her until he leaned back and apologized.
She took one hand from around his waste and moved it up his neck, her fingers running through the back of his black hair still damp from the water. She leaned up on her toes pressing her lips against his only slightly before rubbing her cheek against his and speaking low into his ear.
"I don't mind."
She leaned back again looking him in the eyes.
"Are you from California?"
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Damien Blaze
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Post by Damien Blaze on Feb 5, 2009 6:41:40 GMT 1
The feel of her body flush up against his won caused a rousing in him, a stirring as his heart beat faster, the adrenaline uncalled yet unrestrainable flowing into his bloodstream. He loved the way she gripped him when she kissed him. He gasped, keeping his eyes closed afterward. "Wha..Cal..Where?" It appeared that he had completely forgotten what California was. He opened his eyes and shook his head gently before continuing. "Oh..OH California, right. No. I'm from Washington. Around Seattle." He shivered slightly at her cold hands, but didnt mind really, his chest and abs being a sufficent resting place fot the grils face. He smiled.
"Where do you live?"
That was his question, something that had been curious to him since she had refused to allow him to take her by there. He wondered if she would tell him, but didnt see why not. He grinned, telling her she walked right into that question with his eyes, and by even asking him if he wanted to play that game.
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Victoria Alexander
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Post by Victoria Alexander on Feb 5, 2009 6:47:46 GMT 1
The thought of her run down apartment made her ashamed to say where it was from. Sure to her he place is perfect but to him it might not be the same way.
"A small apartment a couple blocks away from the school in a large complex. The views terrible from the windows but its more than enough for me. Just moved in a little before Christmas, before then I was staying with some friends I met when I first came into town."
With her ear resting back on his chest she listened to the drumming of his heat beat and the sound of his breathing. She could hear his own heart race along with hers. Her heart would probably go on strike with how often she has had it racing tonight.
"Do you have any family?"
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Damien Blaze
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Post by Damien Blaze on Feb 5, 2009 6:54:56 GMT 1
An apartment huh? Interesting. He had an apartment too, and his thoughts went back to it. It wasnt a bad place, full of a bunch of nice things. He didnt go there often since to him it didnt feel like home. He had a bike there, a speedster, and wicked fast. He inhaled sharply, constantly telling his mind to concentrate on the question, not on the girl holding him. Why did he feel this way? He only knew her briefly...They say some people can look at a person and, within insane shortagees of time, fall for them. He knew that this had to be one of those cases. He thought for a moment, trying to keep his voice steady past the lump in his throat.
"I have a Brother, David, and an aunt, who i stayed with up in Washington." He looked to the side, his face etched in sadness. "I havnt thought about them for a long time..." How was his brother? It had been forever since he had seen him. Last time they spoke, Damien had given up his half to the Family company. David had given him ample reimbursement, nearly half a billion dollars worth. This girl wouldnt know that though, nor would he tell her. The other sadness came from what little was left of his family, and the realization of it. His face went from disappointed back to the normal one, trying his best to cover his thoghts on the matter.
"Hmm..."
He grinned.
"Do you shave?"
He left unsaid what exactly he meant by that.
Let her guess.
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Victoria Alexander
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My life will be collateral and should be sufficient enough.
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Post by Victoria Alexander on Feb 5, 2009 7:06:39 GMT 1
He was one to amaze her. His seriousness about him wanting to know her and his question was something only a male thinking with the wrong head would ask. She couldn't help but laugh.
"I guess you will find out when you find out, now won't you."
She tilted her head back and looked up at him again.
"And here I thought you wanted to know about me and the only one learning is me."
She squeezed her arms a lil bit and shook her head.
"Its must be nice to know you have family some where. I don't have any siblings thou it would have been nice to have someone there."
"Since I pass on your question with my witty remark. I guess that means I get another question."
She seemed to think about it for a second.
"If you have to change one thing in your life what would it be?"
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Damien Blaze
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Post by Damien Blaze on Feb 5, 2009 7:12:03 GMT 1
Damien laughed a little, giving ease to the humor of the question.
"Fair enough."
Though only after he answered did he realize she told him he would find out. He pushed the thought from his mind. Enough perversion- she was right. He needed to be serious.
He thought for a moment. Her question wasnt one that was easily answered, though he guessed there was something. Plenty of things. But only one thing to change. His face went slightly pale, and he got one of the saddest looks she would probably ever see on him again.
Then, in a voice barely audible, he spoke.
"My last name."
He was silent for a few moments longer before looking off, his eyes a little glazed over as he thought about what to ask.
"Whats the worst thing thats ever happened to you in your life?"
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Victoria Alexander
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My life will be collateral and should be sufficient enough.
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Post by Victoria Alexander on Feb 5, 2009 7:27:12 GMT 1
She could tell that something happened to him that would warrant his silence. He didn't continue or say anything else about it. She wasn't going to pick at him for it, she knew that some things needed time to be said.
She never realized that his next question to her would be the same sort of question that she didn't want to delve into. But knowing that so much pain was in her life she couldn't just pick one.
"Honestly?"
He would nod as her cheerful expression would fade. Victoria would pick the one that inflicted so much pain onto her more so than what had happened when she was a child. It seemed fitting since it seemed like her life ended that day.
"When I got breast cancer."
She closed her eyes, the vivid picture flashing before her eyes of the doctor telling her the news. Only a 30% chance. The pain, she remembered the pain.
"When I found out, I was also unknowingly pregnant, I was too far in. Drugs can only do so much. So I had to make the decision. My life or my child's. Even thou I survived. I wanted to die. I can never forgive myself."
She then went silent.
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Damien Blaze
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Post by Damien Blaze on Feb 5, 2009 7:33:44 GMT 1
He gave her an incredulous look.
"Thats no decision. Homicide or Suicide. You cant blame yourself for that. Nobody should have to be forced into that kind of position." He was mad at both the doctor and her. How could she beat herself up for an impossible choice? He wrapped his arms around her, giving her some comfort, trying his best. He wasnt used to having a female that he needed to show affection to, so it felt slightly awkward to him. He would kiss the top of her head, unconsciously breathing in the smell of her hair.
"You are a wonderful person, despite what you think right now. Don't tear yourself down for that choice. Its inhumane. I wont pressure you on the subject but...its just not right."
He would wait a few moments until she started to feel a little better before he said "Your question, by the way." with a smile coming to his face.
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Victoria Alexander
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My life will be collateral and should be sufficient enough.
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Post by Victoria Alexander on Feb 5, 2009 7:40:25 GMT 1
She sniffled, feeling herself on the edge of crying. She didn't want to cry. This was barely a first date and shes already shown that shes an emotional wreck. Trying to hold back the flood gate, she blinked several times over to help her control herself.
"Umm.'
She sniffled again clearing her throat, thinking of a question.
"Do you prefer pancakes or waffles, and what type of toppings?"
It seemed like a silly question after she just got done revealing one of her horrors in her life. The thought of pancakes seemed to cheer her up. She liked pancakes.
"O and if you like pancakes can you flip on without using a spatula?"
It was more than one question but it could be associated with the other one.
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Damien Blaze
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Post by Damien Blaze on Feb 5, 2009 7:49:07 GMT 1
He didnt want to see her cry. That was his weakness- he guessed he best tell her that.
"You better not cry on me, otherwise i'll go as weak as a little kitten. We don't want that now do we?" It sounded like a joke, but in all reality it was in fact his only weakess. If a female he cared about cried, he'd be wrapped around her little pinky without a fight. He didnt tell anyone that because it could be used against him- it was a very real weakness, and he knew it. He smirked when she stated him liking Pancakes or waffles. He shrugged, thinking for a moment. "I like them both equally, though if i had to choose i guess i'd say Pancakes. As for toppings- Hersheys chocolate and strawberry sauce."
He raised an eyebrow.
"And no, i don't believe i can. At least, i've never tried to."
He decided to try and take a little risk, hoping beyond hope that she wouldnt take this as another sexual induendo, or that he wanted to do something with her. He just wanted her company.
"Do you want to come home with me tonight?"
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Victoria Alexander
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My life will be collateral and should be sufficient enough.
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Post by Victoria Alexander on Feb 5, 2009 19:47:33 GMT 1
Victoria shook her head she seemed vulnerable in her current state. Her body no long showed her authority or strength, those had already washed away when she hit the water tonight. She wasn’t a Principle. She was Victoria, in her raw and open form. Someone that needed and wanted the feelings she was feeling now. It had been so long since she felt wanted.
“Dance with me.”
She moved away from his body, letting her fingers linger on his flesh before taking his hands and placing them around her waist, and in doing so would cause him to step away from his car. Her arms moving around his neck. There was no music. There didn’t have to be. She swayed her hips to get them moving. Her fingers, rubbing along his neck and through his hair. This was so much more than their first dance tonight.
She closed her eyes and laid her cheek once again on his shoulder, every breath hitting the front of his neck. The fur trim on his jacket brushing against the nap of her neck with any slight breeze. She wanted this moment. She wanted it to last for a very long time.
She felt a tear escape and travel down her cheek, moving down where her skin was against his. She didn’t move to whip it away nor take much notice of it. Her eyes still closed as she spoke softly.
“I would rather you come home with me. I don’t want to be alone.”
She then opened her eyes still wet with tears as she looked into his, they seemed so clear and sincere. Her brain may have been half melted by what happened tonight but she still had a good frame of mind to know that no one knew where she lived. It was not listed on any form or phone book. One precaution she had made sure since she heard of a few home invasions from her co-workers, rumored to be students. No one knew her in the building and wouldn’t cause any stir if she would take someone to her place. It seemed logical since they wanted to keep things under wrap.
“Come home with me tonight?”
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Damien Blaze
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Post by Damien Blaze on Feb 6, 2009 1:16:23 GMT 1
Damien's hands came around, holding her at the small of her back, right above the shapely form of her bottom, holding her to him as she looked up at him. Go to her house? He thought for a moment. He was used to sleeping in a bed, but he guessed that he could sacrifice a night or two. Expecially for her. He looked down at her with a small smile coming to his face, leaning down slightly to plant a small kiss on her forehead.
"Okay, as long as you dont mind telling me the adress." He said it with a little chuckle, giving her a wink before looking up at the sky, a cool breeze coming in and pushing his hair away from his face, bringing it into full light for possibly the first time in a long time. He would look back to her, nodding with his head to his car.
"We better get going."
OOC((short post, sorry xD kinda rushed by my mentally handicapped cousin. Later.))
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Victoria Alexander
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My life will be collateral and should be sufficient enough.
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Post by Victoria Alexander on Feb 6, 2009 6:38:26 GMT 1
(Ooc- no worries)
She nodded as she would make her way to his car and was helped in. Settling within the seat her mind reeled as he would bring the engine back into life disturbing the silence around them.
She was never one with directions. Telling Damien of land marks and other streets to help him out. As the car made its way to the city on the blacktop, the ride back seemed silent except for the sounds of music playing from the speakers.
Victoria trying to force herself to stay awake as her eyes seemed to drift closed. It wasn’t long before she was asleep against the back headrest only a few minutes into the drive. Her soft breaths barely audible as the car moved ahead. She had a habit of falling asleep in cars when she wasn’t the one driving. Only to awake when she felt the car come to a halt and the engine had been turned off.
Opening her eyes, barely enough to make out she was home. She yawned and pulled her keys from within her pocket handing them over towards Damien who was more aware and acute about his surroundings.
“Third floor number 2.”
Raising herself, she yawned once more and stretched once she was outside of his car. With her clothing and heels in her hands she still walked barefooted on the concrete parking lot. It wouldn’t be a fast walk, more like a sluggish, tired, zombie walk. It was clear that what had happened tonight took a lot out of the girl not to mention her early rise to work. Her hair was now dry and sticking up every which way. Her make up, long washed away. She looked as if she could drop down and sleep where she fell.
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Damien Blaze
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Post by Damien Blaze on Feb 7, 2009 1:43:03 GMT 1
Damien smiled as he killed the car, following behind Victoria as she led the way into her apartment. He memorized the way there, so he could return without her having to tell him. She was so cute on the way over, her head sometimes tipping back as she began to doze. He smiled fondly after she opened the door, following in after her and setting down a small bag of clothes. He quickened his pace, coming up behind her and scooping her up classicly, walking her into her bedroom (Which took him a second to find) and laying her down on the bed, pulling bac the covers and pulling them over her without even making her move a muscle.
Leaning down, he would plant a soft kiss on her lips, getting a little reaction before she drifted off into a sleep. Damien walked back out into the living room, taking a deep breath before turning on the lights. It was a small place, but had a strong feeling of home to it. He instantly liked it better then his own place, which had the money but none of the feeling. She had a couch, a tv, and a little kitchen that gave an easy view of the living room. He took a seat on the couch, the comfy thing making him groan slightly in pleasure. He stood again, walking over and grabbing his bag, unzipping it to get out his clothes. He puleld out the pajamas (which happened to be just a tank) and took off his clothes, placing on the shirt before grabbing a spare blanket from the hall closet.
He laid on the couch, snuggling under the blanket with a small sigh. He thought of crawling into bed with the Principal, but he felt it slightly disrespectful and rude to do so. The bedroom was a private place, a personal area for oneself. He wasnt going to break that peace by putting himself in her bed without her knowing. Besides, the blanket and couch were comfortable, and he could last until morning. Placing his head on a small pillow, he closed his eyes slowly, wondering once more what he was doing there, and drifted off into the world of dreams.
((End Thread.))
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