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Post by Sync on Jan 20, 2011 20:07:09 GMT
Party! [/u][/size] Welcome, Welcome! You have all been invited to attend the Winter's End Party. Of course, you must be attending Park Equine College as a STUDENT to be able to enter. There are also to be a few exceptions, but the staff have no idea we're having this party. Alcohol is being provided, as is the music. You'll hear us the deeper you walk into Willow Lake. Keep your eyes and ears open, we don't want anyone following you now, do we? You guys enjoy yourselves, have fun and let loose. Not too loose, we don't need the 'authority' turning up and spoiling all our fun. - Yours Sincerely,
Mysterious Being. There are a few rules to this thread, please stick to them to keep it organized.[/center] - Once you have posted your characters once, please stick to the posting order. If someone joins late, just worm them into the posting order. If you aren't sure about it, ask myself and I'll post it here for you.
- This thread is going to involve alcohol induced behavior, so if it offends you, please do not add your characters to the thread.
- Swearing is allowed, but not all the time. It's obviously going to be in the drunken slurs of your characters.
- Have fun with this thread! Feel free to add your own little plots/drama/humor. Pretty much everything is acceptable!
-------------------------------------------------------------------------------  Jay stood in front of his open wardrobe, debating which sweater to put on over his light gray shirt and black skinny jeans. He narrowed his eyes in thought, creases forming on his brow. His eyes then fell on the perfect one. Snatching the wine red garment off its hanger, he pulled it over his head and grinned in achievement when it was adjusted perfectly to suit his lithe frame. Sitting onto his bed while he pulled on his converses, two canine heads appeared from beneath the furniture. Jay jumped slightly, not expecting it in the slightest. "Crikey you two!" He chuckled, reaching down to pat Cookie's cranium fondly. The older fae army crawled from under the bed, followed closely by her offspring. "I'm going now you pair. Please behave, and Cinnamon if I come back to find you sitting on the windowsill again, you are in big trouble." he warned the mischievous pup. She grinned up at him and he rolled his eyes in exasperation. Grabbing his coat from the chair, he pulled it on and left his dorm room.
There was a party at Willow Lake tonight. It had been organized by someone even Jay didn't know, the invitation had come by text. Never one to miss up an opportunity to party, he knew he had to go. He also knew that he'd be on the look out for the new goings on at the college. Since Simon's accident and Hayden's rapid deterioration of sanity, Jay had been kept solidly busy. Of course there was the reuniting of himself and Spencer, the one good thing that had happened over the past few months. But with his own busy life, he hadn't had time to keep up with others. Tonight would be a good night for it though, anybody who had sense would be coming. Jay had heard many whispers about break ups, make ups, new relationships and old ones. There was also family drama going on everywhere. But he wanted the proper stories, so chose not to use any of the information as valuable or reliable. The male walked alone to Willow Park. He'd chosen to do this as Hayden was easier to just meet there. He wasn't sure if Spencer was going either. He walked unusually slow, trying to figure out whom had invited them all. He shrugged as he grew nearer the park, banishing the thoughts of it.
He entered the park and was greeted by silence. It was around 8pm in the evening, and the party had started about 20 minutes ago. The male continued into the park, whistling lightly as he walked. It would have been eerily dark if it wasn't for the lights that flood the path. Jay paused when he heard the faint sound of music off to the right. Following it cautiously, he found himself pushing through a thick covering of trees, and emerging into a surprisingly large clearing. It was almost a completely perfect circle, surrounded by clusters of various trees, bushes and tall grass. He cocked an eyebrow as he surveyed the area, seeing it already filled with many students. It was still pretty early so everyone was just sitting around, drinking their first or second drink. A few people were dancing, but it wasn't as enthusiastic as it would be later. Jay smirked slightly, and then let his eyes fall on a small cluster of females. They looked up when they felt eyes on them, and their expressions lit up with genuine welcoming but were tinged with slight apprehension. Everyone wanted Jay on their side, even those who acted like they didn't. These girls wanted to be on his good side, and since there was nobody else of interest, he went over to join them. Standing loosely on the edge of the little gang, he was only half listening. He was awaiting his brothers arrival, whom he hoped wouldn't be too long.
-------------------------------------------------------------------------------  "Gwyrdd! Out!" he shouted at the feline, whom was sat on the sink of the bathroom, staring at her owner indifferently. She blinked at him lazily, completely ignoring his command. Ieuan glared at her, before lifting her swiftly from the sink and carrying her from the bathroom. The feline hated to be picked up, so immediately began to protest noisily. "Should have listened to me then you stupid cat." he hissed, which she returned in a much more expert way. Placing her none to gently onto the floor, she clawed at his hand. Her expression clearly read "Take that, you do not mess with me mister!" and with a flick of her tail she stalked off angrily. Ieuan rolled his eyes and swiped the blood away from his hand. He'd just got dressed in his dark blue denim jeans, paired with a plain gray t-shirt that sat tightly over his toned chest, and was planning on wearing a dark green 'Hollister' hoodie that he'd been sent to by his mother. Obviously they were trying to make up for the fact that they weren't around to help him when he was most down. Ieuan had been a little happier these past few days, Kian was probably one of the reasons. His best friend had been sent to the college for Dafydd to look after, and Kian had settled in immediately. Well, as well as a convict could Ieuan supposed. Returning to the bathroom and running a brush through his hair, he decided he looked good enough and left again.
The party at Willow Lake had been the hushed talk of the college all week. Ieuan hadn't paid it much bother, but Kian had nagged him to go too. Apparently Kian wanted to be social for some reason, which unnerved Ieuan. He hadn't shown it though, you didn't really want to anger Kian. Anyway, Ieuan had agreed to go along and was now going to meet Kian there. He didn't even want to think what his friend was doing before he came to the party. Ieuan let himself out of the dorm, saying an exaggerated goodbye to both Crychau and Glas, ignoring Gwyrdd intentionally. He knew it annoyed her, she'd gone out of her way to scratch at his hand once again. Chuckling quietly as he made his way out of the house and onto the path which led to the exit of the college, his thoughts strayed to Max. Since he'd left for Germany, he'd occupied a good half of Ieuan's brain. He missed him much more than he probably should, and it meant that he was doing less school work than before. But they were happy thoughts, and even Dafydd was commenting on it. Ieuan hadn't divulged on why he was in such a good mood, but people were making hesitant guesses. Truthfully, he was still on a high from his goodbye to Max. Sure, they had been saying goodbye, but it was the most pleasant they had been to one another in months. Ieuan smirked to himself as he made his way closer to the park.
Unlike other students, he didn't give a damn who was hosting the party. He just wanted to drink the free booze being provided. Walking slowly along the path, listening for any sign of a party going on. He had walked quite a way in before he heard the faint trail of music. Following it confidently, he elegantly picked his way through the overgrowth. He came out into the clearing and remained impassive to what he saw. Immediately locating the cooler with beer in, he pulled out a bottle and unscrewed the lid. He noted that Jay was already here, what a surprise, and mentally told himself to avoid him. He knew he'd be bursting with questions about the 'love triangle'. He couldn't deal with Jay tonight. Crossing his arms over his chest as he awaited Kian's arrival, he let his eyes scan over who was there. Apart from Jay, there seemed to be nobody interesting at all as of yet.
-------------------------------------------------------------------------------  Kian strode out of the alley way confidently, ignoring the calls for him to come back. The pathetic female vocals were beginning to annoy him, but he just clenched his hands into fists. He couldn't get into trouble here. Not just yet anyway. He wasn't going to deny it, he'd just used the girl for a bit of fun. He'd needed it, she had been drawn in by his gorgeous looks and dangerous stare. It had probably been one of the easiest things he'd had to do in years. The young male adjusted his jacket, and then began to walk in the direction of Willow Park. He'd wanted to go to the party everyone was talking about, and had arranged to meet Ieuan there. He hadn't told him why he was going to meet him there, but he knew that Ieuan would have guessed he was up to something. A smirk pulled at his lips, and he dug his hands into his jacket pockets.
It didn't take him long to get to Willow Lake, and he was soon striding along the path and keeping his frame taught as he listened out for any indication that a party was going on. The music found him quietly at first, but grew louder and louder as he followed the direction of it. Pushing his way thought the trees, he entered the clearing as Ieuan had not long before him. He spotted his friend by the cooler, and walked over to him almost silently in his friend. Pulling a beer from the cooler, he opened it and took a swig from it. Ieuan was looking at him questioningly, and Kian knew what he was asking silently. "You don't want to know." he told his friend, who's expression soured a little. "There isn't much on offer here yet, is there." Kian noted, to which Ieuan nodded distractedly. Kian scowled, but let his eyes assess what was there. Unsatisfied, he rocked back on his heels and awaited someone of interest to appear.
-------------------------------------------------------------------------------  Hayden stepped out of the shower, feeling better than he had in weeks. The male had spent the day in work where his mind wasn't able to run away with him, so he'd stayed relatively sane. He'd put on a little bit of weight over the past week, but still looked pretty unhealthy. Drying his hair with the towel wrapped around his hips, he found himself nearing the time he was supposed to leave. He was going to the party organized for the students, but Jay had said he had to come too. Hayden hadn't been bothered, he was looking forward to it now though. It was another excuse to see Simon. Grinning as he thought of his boyfriend, he left the bathroom only to be assaulted by an over excited St Bernard. "Hey, Yuki! Down!" he scolded, ruffling her large ears affectionately. Shoving her down and then picking up Elm and tucking him under his arm, he carried the pup into his room with him while he got dressed. He had to keep an eye on him or he got up to mischief. Dumping him on the bed, he then went to his wardrobe and pulled out his jeans, navy and white plaid shirt and white T-Shirt. He dressed quickly, and then found himself ready to go. Picking up Elm once again, he took him out to the cage where he stayed while Hayden was out. The pup loved the cage, and curled up instantly. Flora had also taken a liking to the metal contraption, the Giant Schnauzer was always trying to get inside. Hayden smiled at the memories of seeing her do it. Picking up his jacket and slipping his feet into his shoes, he left the apartment with a spring in his step that hadn't been there for weeks.
It didn't take him long to get to Willow Lake. His street was the closest to it, so he was soon entering the large park. He then received a text from his brother, demanding that he hurry up. Not bothering to send one back, he continued walking and listened out for the music Jay had warned him to expect. He heard it pretty quickly and followed, entering the clearing and bumping straight into Jay. "There you are!" he exclaimed, before dragging his brother toward the cooler which had two males stood threateningly in front of it. He recognized one as Ieuan Rees, but offered no greeting. He'd never liked Ieuan. And his friend intimidated him even more. Jay seemed unfazed though, and pulled two beers out of it. Hayden rose a brow at him as they walked away again. "You don't drink beer." he stated. Jay shrugged and informed his brother that it was the best thing on offer. Hayden chuckled, and the brothers soon fell into conversation about their day etc. Both obviously waiting for other people to turn up.
-------------------------------------------------------------------------------  Remii hadn't been the same since the auction. Though Harry hadn't let her out of his sight, she'd refused to let him touch her at all. Not even hold her hand, or put his hand on her arm to steer her out of the way of something. She didn't really know why, she just couldn't bring herself to let him do it. Maybe it was the fact that she felt dirty since her father had held her, maybe it was just her mind running away with her again. What she did know was that she just couldn't stand it any longer. She pulled her long hair into a high ponytail, annoyed by the fact that it kept tickling her neck. She was dressed in black tights, with a long, floaty top covering her tiny frame. It was light pink in color, which brought out her slightly darkened complexion. Her feet were sat in plain, dark gray dolly shoes and she also had her favorite faux leather jacket upon her torso. She was going to the party at Willow Lake, meeting Harry there reluctantly. She liked the fact that she was going alone though. It gave her time to mull over her thoughts.
She pat Thyme farewell before leaving her room and then the college shortly after. She walked into town, stupidly not paying attention to what was going on around her. Her schizophrenia had grown worse over the past few days, and she also had new cuts on her palms. The girl was a wreck, but she'd managed to pull herself to go today. She wasn't sure why she'd wanted to go, it wasn't usually a Remii thing, but she was going. Her mind was determined to do just that. She walked toward Willow Lake, pushing open the gate. She walked hesitantly, awaiting a sign to tell her where to go to the party. She heard the music suddenly and then followed it with more confidence in her stride. But as she made her way into the clearing, her confidence faltered. She looked around, her expression a little pained. She noted that Jay and her brother were there, which made her even more nervous. She and Jay didn't really see eye to eye. She also saw the new principal's nephew, but couldn't recall his name. His friend was what made her the most nervous, and she shrinked away and into the side of someone else. She exclaimed in surprise and looked up to see a tall, lanky male. He looked down at her, a friendly smile upon his face. He held two drinks in his hands, they looked to be alco-pops. He held one out to her questioningly, and she looked at it carefully. "Go on, it can't hurt too much." he smiled encouragingly. She found herself smiling back, and taking the drink from him.
It hadn't taken the male long, but he made his move on Remii quickly. He'd pulled her over to his group of friends, and kept giving her drinks after she'd finished one. She'd had about four before she found herself perched delicately in his lap. Her hands remained in her own lap, but his strayed over her skinny frame, pausing on her upper thighs every now and then. She was too gone to really notice, but there was mild discomfort in the back of her mind. In a brief moment of clarity, she was pretty sure there had been something slipped into her drink. He wrapped his arms around her suddenly, pulling her closer to his chest. She didn't protest, but there was a look of panic upon her features. She stayed stiff in his arms, but it didn't seem to deter him. His hands still roamed, pausing just briefly to press another drink into her hands. She took it, unsure why, and drank down a little of it. Her vision blurred slightly, as did her mind. Now she was leaning against him for support. Definitely spiked drinks.
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Post by Lottii on Jan 20, 2011 21:28:53 GMT
 A grin spread across the petite female's face. Dressed in a flattering black minidress, it emphasised her tiny waist and curvy upper half. Anna perched on the seat in front of her mirror, outlining her large eyes with some glittery eye-liner to her lower rims. It was a violent change to her normal look, the girl was usually found in a quiet, simplistic outfit of jeans and a t-shirt. Ed though, her outspoken elder brother, had persuaded her she needed to let loose occasionally, and this mysterious party seemed like the perfect time to start. Not that Ed actually knew about the party, it was clearly students only. Flicking her naturally red hair back off her face, she slipped out of her room, keeping to the shadows as she left the campus and headed to the park. Ed was the only person who she was concerned about seeing her, if he did then he would know something was up, and whoever was throwing this party seemed to be going to lengths to stop anyone other than students knowing about her.
Anna moved silently through the park, not making a sound as she slipped through the overgrowth towards the draw of the music. Reaching a clearing, she found the cooler containing alcohol and grabbed an alcho-pop. Downing it on the spot, she did the same again with another before taking hold of a third in her slightly trembling hand and stared around, eyes wider than normal. Lighting on two typical bad boys, she made her way over, a slightly flirtacious smile dominating her features. Anna hesitated about five meters away, not in indecision but rather in a 'you need to come to me' way. This girl hadn't spent her early teens in the rougher parts of London without learning how to abuse her body. She looked down, sipping at her drink. When her eyes raised back up, she wondered who's they would be looking into.
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Post by Onzy on Jan 21, 2011 13:40:19 GMT
Max had been trying sort out the last few clothing items from his bag since he landed at the airport an hour ago. He had cut short his trip by the best of a week, his mind to focussed on Ieuan to actually enjoy Berlin. Much to the disappointment of his family, he made up an excuse not to go to Frankfurt or Munich. He had gone to a few good parties, but it was the not the same as actually going with someone he knew. As soon as he arrived, a student had informed him of a secret party happening in Willow Park. Nobody knew who the host was, but Max didn't care. If he got to surprise Ieuan then his deed was done.
He had on a pair of black bootleg jeans, and grabbed the button down shirt in a light grey. He also grabbed a jersey in pale grey blue, and managed to find a pair of Converse. He was ready to go, and found himself driving faster than usual to get to the Park. He parked the car a block from the park and walked the rest of the way, keeping a close eye on anything and everything. The place seemed eerie in the dark, and he strained his ears to hear the fine music coming from a distance away. As he walked closer, the music grew stronger.
Entering a near circular clearing, Max scoped out the situation. Jay and Hayden were here already, and it seemed that Remii was having her fun as well. A few faces eluded him, but the place was pretty full. He spotted Ieuan 'guarding' the cooler, and Max casually walked over to him. Another male was also there, but Max wasn't actually concerned about that. Miss me? he asked, a grin already in place. He quickly grabbed a beer, opening it and taking a sip.
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Simon whistled as he got dressed. His dark brown hair was still wet from the shower, and pondered his clothing choice. Skinny jeans, t-shirt and jacket was what he donned, and he wondered what he was going to do. He was driving himself to the park, but it was late, and he didn't so much like the dark, rather what it held. Walking towards the car, he made sure to keep a look out.
The drive into town seemed to take longer than usual. Behind every bush and tree he saw his worst nightmare, and by the time he reached the park, he was thoroughly freaked out. Simon reprimanded himself for not getting a ride with Connor, but he didn't know how long his brother was going to take to get here. Hello Simon. I wondered when you would be arriving, came the smooth vocals. Simon turned around, his face a mixture of horror and surprise. You know, I'm in mood for some fun tonight, and you were always so willing to provide, it carried on. In the light of the lot, a man stepped out of the shadows, and had a look of pure evil upon his face. Simon retreated in fear, praying that it was all just a horrible nightmare.
Rick, his stepfather, sneered at Simon. Simon was rooted to the spot now, not knowing what he must do. Rick ran a finger along the boy's cheekbone, before placing a fist in his gut. You thought I would rot in that prison you little rat, he hissed, a cruel laugh escaping his mouth, enjoying Simon's gasping. You thought I would leave you alone, he carried on, this time with a well placed kick in the male's thigh. Well you were wrong, Rick said, whispering it in Simon's ear.
Simon was blinded by the first punch, the kick didn't surprise him, but Rick made one mistake, and that was bending down. Simon drew on his reserves, and elbowed the male in the face, before turning around and running. He followed the music, but also heard the rasping breath and cursing behind him. At some point he heard a thump, and turned around for a moment to see Rick lying on the pavement a distance from any form of path to the party. Turning around, his chest heaving from exertion, he entered the party area, walking right up to Hayden and wrapping his arms around him.
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Bella knew that she should stay, but she didn't know what she wanted. She hadn't gone out in a while and now wanted to do something fun. Life wasn't all about work, but play as well. Her grades were fixed, and it didn't matter how hard she tired, in the end she always passed with flying colors. She had decided to dress in what she felt comfortable with, and that was skinny jeans, t-shirt and black hoodie. She went out to the truck, and started it, allowing the ancient model some time to warm up.She drew out of the lot with the exhaust backfiring, and it was all that she could do not to laugh.
It was a short drive, a happy one. She had regained her confidence in a car a while ago already. She remembered that for a few months after her accident that she refused to go anywhere in a vehicle. It had made life difficult, but it was to be understood. The town wasn't as busy as usual, it's nightlife scene basically non existent. There a few cars around, and Bella guessed that they belonged to other students.
She herself carried on for a block, parked and then walked back the short distance. The pavements were lit up by the lights, and Bella did look slightly suspicious in her near black outfit. She didn't care, and carried on. As she walked, she heard music and followed it, making sure that nobody was following her. She entered the small clearing, and saw the faces she recognised. Ieuan, Max as well as Kian was there. She walked over to the cooler box and grabbed a Bacardi Breezer. Opening it, she gave a slight nod of acknowledgement of Kian before distancing herself from the large group. Bella seated herself on a log, and watched the going ons.
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Post by Lottii on Jan 23, 2011 18:48:41 GMT
Harry pulled on a pair of black jeans and a plain black shirt. The male was rather hoping he could blend into the crowd tonight, he was only going to the Winter's End party on Remii's request. Not that he would have stayed behind if his girlfriend was going. She had barely left his sight since the incident at the auction, but he worried constantly about her. Harry was away how much she was deteriorating, he had accepted that he wasn't allowed to so much as touch her arm, but he hated to see how she was getting trapped in her own mind almost. Sighing, he slipped out of his bedroom and hurried down the stairs. Passing Remii's room, he knocked quietly on the door, wondering if she had already left. Hearing Thyme moving about, he figured that the girl must have gone to the party.
He moved quietly through the town, preferring to walk rather than take his truck. The journey in the cool evening air calmed his mind slightly, but not much. Harry kept in the shadows, not wanting to catch anyone's attention. Skirting around people, it didn't take long for him to reach the park at his brisk speed. The male moved silently through the park, following towards the music. Entering the small clearing, his eyes roamed around instantly, trying to catch sight of Remii. At first, he didn't see her. No one was stood alone, or sitting quietly, nor talking to anyone Remii would normally be found with. A sigh escaped his lips as he pondered turning and leaving, perhaps she had wandered off to a shop or something? They wouldn't be open in the evening though, surely. Thoughts of panic started to rush through his mind, but Harry made himself breathe and look again. Moving forwards, he spotted Remii sitting frozen on the lap of a drunk male who was... touching her. Rushing, he took in the look of panic in her eyes and her still form. Harry pushed the male who held her backwards, taking hold of Remii's hand for just long enough to pull her upright. The girl was clearly drunk, if not something more. "Remii?" he questioned in almost a whisper. Was she okay? He instantly started forming a plan of how to get her back to the college quietly, wishing he had brought his truck now.
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Post by Sync on Jan 24, 2011 17:55:42 GMT
Ieuan raised a disapproving eyebrow at the red headed female as she approached, a slight sniff of disgust leaving him. Elbowing Kian, who wasn't paying too much attention, he spoke to him quietly, making sure the female couldn't hear him. "A new plaything for you." he muttered, and then turned away before Kian could say anything more to him. He fell back into stony silence, debating whether to leave or not. Finishing up his third bottle, he placed it down and reached into the cooler for another. His expression was becoming increasingly sour, and he completely ignored the sound of approaching feet. He remained staring at the darkened area of foliage ahead of him, and was only snapped out of his spiraling anger by vocals he'd been longing to hear since they had left him. He whirled around in surprise, greeted by a grin that made his own echo on his handsome face. His oracles raked over Max's form, a slight expression of disbelief passing over him. "Of course I did." he said, not bothering with a sarcastic remark. He'd truthfully missed Max too much to bother with a remark, he was just glad he was back.
He stepped toward Max, he stood close to him, but kept himself from wrapping his arms around him. If he did, he wouldn't be responsible for his own actions. That was for sure. "You're back early." he murmured softly, forgetting about the will not to touch Max. He reached up to trace his finger along the length of the male's jaw, and then down to his neck. "Don't leave again." he growled, and then reached forward to press his lips to Max's, claiming them as his own. Pulling Max closer to himself, he let the desire over take him. He'd wanted Max back in his arms since he'd left, and now that he was back, he didn't want to let him go again. All worries about their relationship left him then. He didn't have a care in the world, other than the fact that he was running out of air. Pulling away from Max's lips, he smiled at him slyly. "Does that prove that I missed you?" he asked, more than a little breathless. He kept Max tight in his arms, oblivious to the world around them. He was currently in a state of bliss that he had not felt in ages. He welcomed it with open arms.
------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Kian looked at his friend, a slight expression of surprise when Ieuan elbowed him. He rose a brow at what he said, about to say something more but Ieuan turned away from him. Kian narrowed his oracles a little, before turning to see what he was talking about. A slow, steady smirk tugged at his lips as he took in what he saw. A petite red head met his eyes, and boy was she a pretty little thing. She was daring him to come toward her, causing amusement to dance over his expression. "Your playing a dangerous game here, girlie." he murmured softly, before then approaching her. He came to a stop very close to her, standing over her in a slightly threatening way. His eyes weren't as cold and hard as they usually were though, the alcohol helped. The smile was dangerous though, as well as twinged with amusement. He liked the fact that she called him over, instead of the other way around. He wouldn't have usually complied, but this pretty thing wasn't something to be passed up on. "Hello sweetheart." he rumbled softly.
Kian looked up suddenly, and caught eyes with another arrival. This time he recognized her. His smile increased slightly, and he winked at Bella as she nodded her head in greeting. He didn't leave his present company to go and talk to her though, and returned his gaze to her. "What's your name then?" he asked, reaching up to run his finger along her neck. He didn't offer his own name, he probably wouldn't unless asked specifically. Even then he wasn't sure if he would give it to her. He took a slight step back to allow his eyes to appraise her again. The dress flattered her lithe frame, enhancing her curves in the right places. He let his eyes linger on her chest before forcing them to meet her eyes. They had hardened slightly since he'd last looked at her, but he kept his expression calm and collected. He wasn't angered by her presence, quite the opposite. But if he didn't control himself, who knew what would come of it. At that thought, a smile once again tugged at his lips. He was going to have fun with this one. Though she seemed confident right now, he could smell the alcohol from her. He assumed, and he guessed correctly, that she'd needed that as a boost. He had a feeling she'd be very easy to control, and he liked that. Unlike Bella, who'd shown no fear toward him when they first met, this girl seemed much more reserved and sweet natured. Again, this was something he appreciated. He craved to be in control of something again, and this female may be the right person for it.
------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Remii was becoming more and more out of it. She could feel the hands now traveling up her midriff, but before they could get any further, she was being pulled out of the grabbing hands. Her own hands grasped the shirt of whoever had pulled her away, unwilling to loosen her grip. She had no idea who it was, she couldn't see properly. It didn't help that it was so dark. She was shaking violently, and her mind was an indefinable jumble. She stumbled a little when she stepped to the side, and then froze when she heard her name being called. She let her lips part, but words wouldn't come. She was slightly comforted by the fact that it was Harry though, not someone else trying to grope her. Her stomach then began to clench, and she felt the overwhelming urge to throw up. Releasing herself from Harry, she stumbled awkwardly away from them and toward the trees and bushes. Clutching her stomach, she bent over unsteadily and gagged. Not much came up, but it seemed to clear her head a little. Recoiling, she became aware of raised voices behind her.
The lanky male had now risen and was glaring at Harry through narrowed eyes. "I think you'll find she was in my company." he hissed, gesturing toward the hunched over Remii. She wasn't feeling physically sick anymore, but his tone made her shudder visibly. She couldn't help but wonder what would have happen if Harry hadn't come along. The thoughts made her gag once again. She couldn't believe that she'd nearly been sexually assaulted twice in the space of a week. Her oracles filled with tears, and she let out a noisy sob. Stumbling to the right a little, she dropped herself heavily onto the ground and pulled her knees tightly to her chest. All common sense had left her again, and she childishly brought her hands up to cover her ears. She didn't want to hear what was going on around her, and she even clamped her eyes tightly shut. She couldn't see through them properly anyway, they were blurred from the tears as well as the effect of the alcohol and whatever else they'd slipped into the drinks. Pulling her lips into a tight line, and let her clearing mind run away with her. Voices assaulted her from every direction, the worse drowning out the good. She felt the urge to scream, but wouldn't part her lips. She began to rock back and forth quickly, not caring what she looked like. She was building up toward another breakdown, she could feel it in the pit of her stomach. Cringing mentally, she hoped she could hold onto that little bit of sanity she had left.
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Myssi
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Post by Myssi on Jan 31, 2011 2:51:10 GMT
 It was a calm evening. One that reflected Wes' exterior personality perfectly, with the way his gait was easy and relaxed as he made his way down the path. Gemma trotted ahead of him, her tail in the air, ears back, and nose close to the ground. The lean canine was enjoying herself, it seemed. The England air, though pleasant during the day, was starting to get to Wes now, even if his dingo mutt dog couldn't feel it. His gait did not falter at the weather’s touch on his skin, though, and brushed off the contact as though it was merely an unimportant fly on his sleeve. Wes could sense movement in the Park, thrumming vibrations that crawled over his bones like skittering ants. He tensed slightly at the feel of the unusual sensation, and began to cautiously make his way forward, following it. Gemma loped next to him, panting slightly. However, Wes saw humans in the distance, and now it became clear that it was a secret party he’d stumbled upon. He was going to turn back, but he decided against it for some reason. Jonah could be here – he seemed like the partying type, after all. The Australian turned to Gemma and murmured, “Stay close.” The dog gave a small woof in reply before she was off into the night. Wes took a calming breath through his nose, the exhale forming small clouds of moisture, straightened out the collar of his jacket to organize himself, and moved forward. He was swallowed up by teenagers immediately. His form, already small, slender, and slight was only made more so by his lack of boots, which had been replaced by his orange converse. Yes, orange. If Wes was anything, then he quietly spontaneous when it came to the subject of his favorite color. His eyes darkened when alcohol was offered, and he immediately held up a hand to refuse. He was not one to get drunk for any reason. The liquid would make him lose his focus and his entire control, and without those two traits, Wes had nothing except the clothes on his back. His discomfort only grew whenever he suddenly felt a hand on his wrist dragging him away from the crowd. Wes waited until he was away from people before swinging himself around meeting the eyes of his captor, but he instead found an incredibly drunk girl attached to his arm. He could tell from the laughter behind him that there was some sort of audience, and he felt his expression set. He pulled away, gently at first. He didn’t want to hurt her. Instead of letting go, she came at his with lips puckered. Wes’ eyes widened, and he jerked away violently, his entire body shuddering as though trying to shake off her touch. She giggled, trying to form coherent words, but he didn’t understand her. This time when she launched at him, her fingers dove past his unzipped windbreaker to fumble at the buttons of his shirt. No!, his mind immediately screamed. And for the first time since he’d arrived, maybe the first time in his life, Wes did something odd. He showed anger. A growl burst from his chest and he grabbed the girl’s wrists, throwing them away from him, before pacing backwards, brown eyes burning. Then he turned and began to leave, shying away from the party. It was strange when the want began. He wanted Jonah, needed him. Needed to feel his arms around him, needed to nuzzle into his chest and know that he was safe. It was pathetic, really, that he felt the need for such comfort. The thoughts of such warmth made him stop and scan the party one last time before finally falling on the audience that had observed him and the drunk teen. ---  Chris’ health – mentally and physically – were both taking extreme turns for the worst. It had begun about six weeks ago. Stomach aches. Food refusal, sleep deprivation. Even thoughts were starting to leave him, to the extent that he was beginning to resemble a hollow shell. His skin had turned ghostly pale, the circles under his eyes grew dark like a dead man’s. His cheekbones got sharper every day and his body had begun to ache in ways it shouldn’t. It felt so miserable. Chris was sitting by the lake, the party behind him, the music filling his head with deep, jarring headaches. His bones were sore. His mind didn’t even try to focus anymore. It was because he was so brain dead that he didn’t notice the bile rising in his throat. Not until it was almost too late. Then he was over the side of the lake, heaving into the waters. His arms shook as he vomited. That was when he caught sight of what was in his… Upchuck. Peanuts. The last time he’d eaten peanuts was almost three weeks ago. And they didn’t look all that digested. His mind said to be worried. But it also said that it was his imagination. He’d have to sort this out. So, he sat back against the tree and simply sat, tired eyes open. |
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Post by Lottii on Feb 7, 2011 19:29:06 GMT
Anna didn't let a flicker pass over her face as she heard murmers passing between two males a little distance away. She couldn't pick out many words, but she guessed it was about her. Her self-confidence stayed strong but she held her eyes on the drink in front of her. The male she was interested in started moving, and out of the corner of her eye she could tell it was towards her. She hadn't expected the other male to come over, it was well known on campus that his interests did not lay in females. The way he loomed over her didn't frighten her per say, but a small rush of adrenaline tumbled through her veins as she threw herself back into the familiar pattern she has been through time and time again, never with a positive end result.
Anna's eyes rose to land on a smile that pleased and worried her at the same time. Not put off, she let a willing smile spread across her own features as he spoke. She didn't reply though, the beginnings of a frown spreading across her face as he was distracted by some other female. She used the chance to set her drink down on a log next to her, pleased when his attention returned to her. Anna recognized how possibly stupid she was being, but she needed the chance to prove that guys wanted her, and that she could make them want her. "Anna," she responded in little more than a whisper. Her breath was held in as his finger moved along her neck, the female didn't know if she liked it or not. It was obviously what she had been aiming for, this sort of behavior, but the sensible side of her wanted to reject it. Even if she'd had the mental strength to do it, her brain was pleading to let this continue, to fall into her old routine.
She simply watched his eye's as they moved across her body, unsurprisingly pausing on her chest. His eye's weren't so friendly when they finally reached her face again, but she ignored it, twisting her body closer to his.
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Harry flinched in worry for Remii as she escaped to throw up. His eyes anxiously watched her until the male's voice hissed towards him. Another rare burst of anger rose up in his body, but he squashed it back down. Remii was his priority, not the idiots here. Turning away, he went over the the girl, panic starting to spread across his features as he saw the state she was in. It reminded him of her breakdown, and that worried him. It was one of his worst memories. Bending down, he scooped her up into his arms and held her close to his chest. Her small frame was carried easily by Harry and he stumbled across the clearing, heading through the denser area of park land to reach the road.
He cursed under his breath, wishing he'd brought his truck with him. Harry didn't really have any other options though, and paused to look behind him as he reached the road. A few people were about, even less that weren't intoxicated. A figure in police uniform caught his eye, and he nervously headed over, realizing he would need to speak to get his point across.
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Post by Onzy on Feb 7, 2011 20:06:43 GMT
Max waited for Ieuan's reaction, more than a little happy that he didn't a sarcastic remark... or a slap in the face. I missed you too. Why the hell do you think I'm back! he exclaimed, faking the surprise. He shivered slightly at Ieuan's touch. He had missed it, and he wanted it to lingered a little longer. Once again the fire danced in his veins, and he felt as if was on the verge of losing control. Max didn't have time to answer when Ieuan pressed his lips onto his own. Easily, Max's molded with the now all to familiar shape of Ieuan's and he felt his nerves sending mad pulses through his body. Not now, he scolded himself, and felt his face pull into a frown. If that's what my welcome back feels like, then I should do it more often, he said, a sly look on his face.
Max wrapped his arms around Ieuan's waist, a little tighter than what was actually necessary. He spent his time putting small kisses on Ieuan's neck, proceeding towards behind his ear lobe, and then back again. He wasn't leaving again, not if he could help it.
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Bella watched as Kian made his move on the female. She returned his smile with a hint of bitterness, and averted her eyes. It was sickening actually watching him, but somewhere she knew that it was just jealousy. Then again, if it was her, then Dafydd would have a fit, and that would not be welcome. She decided to move off, the music giving her a headache. She headed towards the lake area, and a rather sick looking male was sitting against a tree.
She walked over to him, and crouched down. Hey, are you okay? she asked with concern. He didn't look drunk, but then some people hid it well.
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Nancy had been patrolling the town for a while now. It didn't disturb her that she was doing so alone. Nothing had really happened, and she dealt with touchy men in the easiest way possible. She continued on through the outskirts of the park, not bothering to go inside, as who would be there this time of the evening. Her casual patrol was accompanied by Dodger, who was still in every inch a police dog, even though he was retired. The dog couldn't stand Nancy going out on her own, so she had taken him with, even if it was just for the evening.
Sticking her hands deeper into her jacket pockets, she saw a figure moving towards her, carrying another. Suspicious, she kept walking at her steady pace, but a range of scenarios coming through. What were these two doing in the park this late. It wasn't something innocent that was for sure, but the male didn't look guilty, otherwise he wouldn't be coming towards her. Can I help you kids? she called, shining the flash light ahead a bit as to not do so in their eyes.
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