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• Laugh Myself To Sleep, It's My Lullaby -- Andro, Sat, Dec 18 2004, 5:37am PST
  

  Rape me, my friend. tell me your life story, let me ruin you with mine. everything had been spinning out of control for the guy for the past couple weeks, that being why he hadn't been here in so long. dressed today in a black tee with blue jeans and his ever present worn out, faded, torn up converse gracing his feet, he trudged in from the pouring down rain. he shook his head on the porch, letting all the water fall off of his hair. guitar was slung over one shoulder as he plopped down on a chair, guitar being placed on the ground opposite he sat. 'do you sing?' why yes of course. 'do you write and play as well?' why wouldn't i? he got those all the time, damn the doctors. he was doing just fine on his own, away from all the troubles back wherever. closing his eyes, resting, he doubted anyone would be around for a while. this place was dead every time he was in here. Branded.Andromeda Antares Been in Hell.21 years I Love to Rape.boys and girls [ooc:Casy] [aim: sporkqueen07] [msn: LPgothbaby07@hotmail.com]

  
  

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  • *^*Intoxicated, and Lovely*^* -- Nastacia, Sat, Dec 18 2004, 9:00pm PST
    • It's My Lullaby -- Andro, Sun, Dec 19 2004, 11:54am PST
      • *^*Intoxicated and Lovely*^* -- Nastacia, Sun, Dec 19 2004, 12:04pm PST
        • It's My Lullaby -- Andro, Sun, Dec 19 2004, 12:08pm PST
          • *^*Intoxicated, and Lovely*^* -- Nastacia, Sun, Dec 19 2004, 12:12pm PST
            • It's My Lullaby -- Andro, Sun, Dec 19 2004, 12:14pm PST
              • *^*Intoxicated, and Lovely*^* -- Nastacia, Sun, Dec 19 2004, 12:24pm PST
                • It's My Lullaby -- Andro, Sun, Dec 19 2004, 12:30pm PST
                  • *^*Intoxicated, and Lovely*^* -- Nastacia, Sun, Dec 19 2004, 12:33pm PST
                    • It's My Lullaby -- Andro, Sun, Dec 19 2004, 12:37pm PST

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• It is a passion flowing right on through your veins..
  -- Julia, Wed, Dec 15 2004, 6:02am PST
  The beauty part of Julia was that she was the cuter, more innocent looking one - though she got around, it wasn't nearly as advertised, mostly because she looked, at first glance, like your innocent, goody-two shoes university girl who kissed her professor's asses and spent her weekends studying. This was not so - in fact, she was just coming from a party. She was never usually up this early but was still feeling the effects of a long night out - the girls had gotten back to their place around four and fallen into bed. A couple of hours of sleep and a short shower later, here she was, doing all manner of grumbling to herself, unable to force herself into even one more second of sleep.
  
  She wore a pair of gray sweatpants with the waistband rolled down so the majority of her abdomen was exposed - inches and inches of smooth, tanned skin below her jewel encrusted navel, and a fitted gray hoodie, zipped up not quite high enough to hide anything, and not quite low enough to expose everything. Her dark hair was pulled into a haphazard ponytail high on her head, still damp from her shower. She hated how she was feeling - itchy and uncomfortable in her own skin and awkward, and all manner of disgusting. She sighed a little, running her fingers through her hair, and pausing before a couch for a moment before dropping herself onto it - exhausted but unable to catch anymore sleep on it's way by - once she was awake, she was awake.
  

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  • o v e r & o u t -- m a t t , Sat, Dec 18 2004, 12:07pm PST
    • And she was well accustomed to getting her own way one way or the other - whether it was with the opposite sex, professors, anything, she always got her way, though she was never as glorious as Indi about it. She was, also, extremely aroused by the "jock" types, which was precisely why she had been so drawn to Alex - yet another casual fling. Raising one finely shaped brow, she turned her features toward him, dark eyes taking him in. (NT) -- Julia, Sat, Dec 18 2004, 1:02pm PST
      • o v e r & o u t -- m a t t , Sat, Dec 18 2004, 5:18pm PST
        • When he spoke, she inclined her head, and as her chin dipped, a finely shaped brow raised - the expression in her eyes was more than What are you doing? but rather What do you think you're doing, talking to me?. She had been taught by Indi that the best way to get 'em to regard you as a goddess was to treat them like shit. Of course, she always had been the resident bitch. Wrinkling her freckled nose a bit, she nodded dismissively. "Julia." (NT) -- Julia, Sat, Dec 18 2004, 7:38pm PST
          • o v e r & o u t -- m a t t , Sat, Dec 18 2004, 8:30pm PST

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• Morning calls for pain relief - a line above the step beneath the worst that you could do. And the best that you could hope for was hardly the best... -- Xander, Wed, Dec 15 2004, 8:43pm PST
  

  Don't blink, everyone's watching - they'll think that you're up to something.. It was an awkward exchange - he wasn't sure what had prompted him to pick up in the middle of the school year and send all his transcripts here - the school here was not well known for their music theory, which was what he had been in the midst of at York University - in fact, he was a fool, he knew now, for transferring out of their prestigious music program for even a moment, but he'd needed a change of pace, and this place seemed to be it. He'd randomly thrown a dart at a map of the United States and forged his way below the border from Toronto to get here - leaving behind the artsy atmosphere of the performing arts school. Leaving his family right around the holiday season had been difficult, but it was almost a primative yearning that had driven him away - he'd left presents under their trees and promised to call on Christmas day, but it looked as though, knowing noone, he would be spending Christmas day with the telephone, television reruns, and a tv dinner. But here he was, and that was that. Over one shoulder, a duffle bag was slung - the majority of his things, what little there was, were being delivered later on. Hanging from the end of one beautifully sculpted (and inked) arm was a hard guitar case, covered in the many stickers and decals that had been collected over the years - the case itself told a magnificent story of places he had been and shows he had seen. He'd travelled down here in a beat up old Sunfire, manual transmission, that was in desperate need of a trade-in, were the funds available, which, of course they weren't. He fit into the "poor university student" category in every aspect, was already thousands of dollars in debt to his country, and was planning on a few more years of it. It was nothing new. Taking in the area, he rubbed a hand through his wayward dark hair, cut short just recently, and something he was totally unaccustomed to. A vintage tshirt and pair of equally ancient looking jeans held close over his lanky frame, a pair of Docs peeking out from under the worn denim of his pants. This was it - one of the singlemost random, spontaneous acts he'd ever performed in his life and he suspected he would pay for it over the next four months. They need for you to be everything they cannot..

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  • Hello there -- Jewel, Thu, Dec 16 2004, 3:23pm PST
  • I'm sorry I can't be perfect -- Echo, Thu, Dec 16 2004, 5:02pm PST
    • We never change.. -- Xander, Thu, Dec 16 2004, 6:47pm PST
      • No one is -- Jewel, Sat, Dec 18 2004, 9:24am PST

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• So here I am, I'm trying - so here I am, are you ready? Come on let me hold you, touch you, feel you - always - kiss you, taste you, all night, always..
  -- Rainer, Wed, Dec 15 2004, 8:24pm PST
  She was again in the lodge - in search of some new adventure, which was nothing new. Long dark curtain of silky curls was pulled into an oversized, mussed and bumpy ponytail on top of her head, a vintage green ringer tshirt holding close to the curves of her body - a pair of worn corduroy hip huggers falling low on her hips, exposing an unintentional inch of flesh here and there. She was flopped on the couch, her raggedy messenger bag off to one side, flicking boredly through the channels on the cable - some adventure this had turned out to be.
  

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  • a hand raised lightly - as she settled neatly on the couch - seated across from her - a magazine spread across his lap Afternoon princess he'd adopted a nick name for her - instead of calling her Rainer - like he was requested too - he'd grown accustomed to princess. (NT) -- Sam, Wed, Dec 15 2004, 8:32pm PST
  • She cocked a brow, distracted for only a moment from her incessant channel surfing - she had never been one for sticking with a program for longer than a second or two - if she wasn't in control of the remote, she'd sit through hours of the same station, but if it was in her hands, whether she wanted to watch something or not, she was driven by the idea that there might be something slightly better on another channel. She threw the remote at him. "Pick something!" (NT) -- Rainer, Wed, Dec 15 2004, 8:35pm PST
  • his head shook a moment before flipping the TV to a cartoon station - leaving it be for now before tossing the remote back at her - sliding his magazine onto the table How're you this fine day? (NT) -- Sam, Wed, Dec 15 2004, 8:43pm PST
  • Her initial response was what she acted upon, throwing the damned remote back at him - she didn't want it, she would just flick the channel again - it was like an itch she had to scratch. She leaned over, sliding the remote along the floor until it was a couple inches away from his seat. "Sleepy, actually." (NT) -- Rainer, Wed, Dec 15 2004, 8:45pm PST
  • he found the only obvious response to her statement Then why dont you sleep? it was as simple as that too him - with no job and no particular stable element in his life that he had to take care of - he found it easy to sleep when he was tired...Clem just made himself at home at the same time. (NT) -- Sam, Wed, Dec 15 2004, 8:48pm PST
  • She turned her nose up at him a little, and shook her head, a brow raised. "Doesn't work like that when I have a final in a couple of hours. I would fall asleep and not wake up until tomorrow morning, and that, my friend, would be dastardly for my mark." (NT) -- Rainer, Wed, Dec 15 2004, 8:51pm PST

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• Isaac con't -- Echo, Mon, Dec 06 2004, 6:16pm PST
  
  
  Finally, after listening to his lecture for awhile she cut him off. “Dad, I’m not com-... but-... that’s not fa-“ he had cut her off again, her patience for her father was reaching his end. She didn’t want to make a big scene in the lodge, so instead of continuing the conversation she just pulled the phone away from her ear and shut it “bye Daddy” she mumbled almost inaudibly under her breath. The phone was shut off this time and for a moment she considered taking the batteries out just to be sure, but she decided against it. Echo tucked the phone back in her pocket, before she remembered the male she had been ‘talking’ to a few minutes earlier. She glanced up, inwardly surprised to find him still there. “So... now will you tell me your name?” After all, she had answered her phone. A questioning smile slid across her lips as she watched him. Her knees dropped to each side and she sat crosslegged on the couch with her hands woven together in her lap.
  

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  • [**]"Isaac. See, kinda a let down when you finally hear it."(**) He slumped a little farther in the seat, gaze traveling to the clock on the wall for a moment before returning to her. He wondered when he should get home, he didn't want to be there, but he had to watch out for his mother. He didn't need her getting hurt on him.(**) (NT) -- Isaac, Mon, Dec 06 2004, 9:42pm PST
  • She half smiled, shrugging lightly at his concluding statement “Not really.” She ran her tongue over her lips, absently glancing around before reaching to the coffee table and grabbing the newspaper. A job... that’s what she needed now. Her eyes filtered down through the ‘help wanted’ adds. As she glanced up she noticed that his attention was focussed on the clock. “Are you waiting for someone?” The newspaper was draped over her crossed legs, and she glanced between the paper and Isaac. His face seemed to hold a hint of worry, yet Echo wasn’t sure whether to touch on the subject or not. She wasn’t too fond about poking in other people’s business where she wasn’t wanted. (NT) -- Echo, Tue, Dec 07 2004, 6:52pm PST
  • (**)"It's nothing, I'm just checking the time."(**)He spoke rather abruptly. No, he wouldn't share any of his worries about his family, that was his buisness and no one elses. He looked to, stretching his legs out, and attempting to get comfortable which didn't seemt o be working well. His back was killling him.(**) (NT) -- Isaac, Tue, Dec 07 2004, 8:59pm PST
  • Echo nodded silently, though she seemed slightly hurt by the way he had snapped at her. She folded the paper back the way she had found it, and returned it to the littered coffee table. With a forced half smile Echo pushed herself out of the chair and moved into the kitchen, opening the fridge door she grabbed a bottle of water and twisted the cap off. A sip of her water was taken as she lingered in the kitchen, leaning back on the edge of the counter top as she thought to herself about what she was getting into. For a second she thought of returning home like her father had commanded. But no, she wasn’t going back again. She was almost certain of that. She’d just have to learn how to make it on her own. (NT) -- Echo, Wed, Dec 08 2004, 1:25pm PST
  • (**)He ground his jaw lightly, frowning as he watched her go. he knew he drove people away, it was like a defense mechanism so as not to let anyone too close. But he felt almost sorry as he watched her get up and walk to the kitchen. She seemed so innocent.. and didn't deserve his treatment. Against his bette rjudgement he stood up and followed her.(**)"Listen, sorry about the way I responded back there, it was rude."(**)He said to her, though a little begrudgingly. He didn't like to admit when he was wrong.(**) (NT) -- Isaac, Wed, Dec 08 2004, 1:32pm PST
  • She just shrugged slightly, as if to brush it away and forget about it. “It’s alright.” Her eyes rose to meet his for a second, just to prove that it really was forgotten about. Echo pushed herself up on the counter, letting her feet dangle childishly while her fingers idly busied themselves with her water bottle. “I was rude and you were rude, so we can just call it even.” She suggested, her note lighter with a slight hint of a playful tone- she was making an attempt at lifting the solemn blanket that seemed to have fallen over their conversation. “Besides, I can’t help but admire the way you talked to my step-mother.” She laughed softly- how could she not laugh? The only thing better would have been to be there and see Jackie’s reaction. (NT) -- Echo, Wed, Dec 08 2004, 1:48pm PST
  • (**)He smirked at the thought of it.(**)"She wasn't too happy with me."(**)He enjoyed pissing people off. When he had been in school that had been his prime directive, and he had done it well. He had also set out to make enemies with pretty much all the male population except for a select few.(**)"Is she always that bitchy?"(**) (NT) -- Isaac, Wed, Dec 08 2004, 1:55pm PST
  • Echo didn’t look surprised at all when she learnt of Jackie’s reaction- actually that is what she had been expecting went on. “Don’t feel too special, you’re only one of many.” She smile a ‘that’s-the-way-life-is’ smile to follow her statement. His blunt question caused a soft chuckle to pass through her lips “Yah... pretty much”. Another careless-looking shrug rolled off her shoulders as Echo tried to pass off her wicked step-mother’s attitude. Echo idly took another sip of her water, recapped the bottle and set it down on the marble counter top beside her. Now that her hands were free her fingers absently began to brush over the jean material that covered her legs. Echo was one of those people that couldn't sit still, she always have to have something to occupt her mind. (NT) -- Echo, Wed, Dec 08 2004, 2:53pm PST
  • (**)He nodded.(**)"One of those kind eh? Must be nice to live with."(**)He watched her movements with a smirk, he had been like that as a teenager, always needing to be kept busy or he would go insane. Now he had so much to care for that he didnt know when he could truly get a break.(**) (NT) -- Isaac, Wed, Dec 08 2004, 2:57pm PST
  • “I’m not living there anymore, despite what she may think.” She pressed her lips together absently as her mind concentrated on their slowly starting conversation and her fingers at the same time. Her moss green eyes seemed content to rest on the movement of her hands, but occasionally they’d glance up to meet his. “But either way it could be worse.” She stated on one of those moments when her eyes rose to rest on his chiselled features. She was an eternal optimist- well most of the time anyway. Her legs swung innocently, her socked feet hitting the wood gently. Echo leaned back, the palm of her hands resting on the counter and supporting her upper half. (NT) -- Echo, Wed, Dec 08 2004, 3:10pm PST
  • (**)He nodded, seeming a bit out of sorts.(**)"Sometimes I wonder though..."(**)He seemed to shead this meloncholy spirit though, either that or hide it, because he straightened up and that smirk returned.(**)"So she tries to what, rule your life?"(**) (NT) -- Isaac, Wed, Dec 08 2004, 7:12pm PST
  • Her eyes seemed to focus on him as his first, more thought-like sentence began. But his somewhat distant tone didn’t last long before the conversation topic was brought back to Echo and her stepmother. “Yah... you know, the typical dreaded stepmother.” A smile smile hinted on her lips, bit drifted away with their conversation. Silent rose between them for a moment until curiosity killed the cat and Echo broke it. “What do you wonder about? That life couldn’t be worse?” Her eyes rose to his face again with interest for his response. Echo liked to listen to people, she liked to hear their views. Then she’d store them in her memory, when she felt she had enough facts and evidence she’d make a decision for herself. (NT) -- Echo, Fri, Dec 10 2004, 7:20pm PST
  • (**)He blinked, surprised by her question. Looking away he seemed to fall into a thoughtful mood.(**)"I guess sometimes life throws you situations that don't seem like they can get any worse. But on closer inspection, I suppose something else could always come along to add to it and make it worse."(**)He shrugged, leanign back on the counter and looking at her, attempting to appeaer as if he didn't care about anythign tht he had just said.(**) (NT) -- Isaac, Fri, Dec 10 2004, 7:28pm PST
  • She thought this over, then nodded earnestly in as she agree with his position on the subject. “You’re right.” She ran her tongue over her lips. Truthfully his statement seemed so much more realistic than her ‘it could be worse’ position. He was right, when you’re in that ‘bad’ situation you never consider it getting worse. A heavy sigh as released, and along with that sigh the heavy thoughts that had been on her mind were released along with it. She grabbed her water bottle and took another sip of the clean liquid. Her thoughts wandered to her current situation. “Hmm... I need to find a hotel, or an apartment, or something.” Truthfully she was lost on the whole living on your own thing. This was the first time she’d been living away from the home of Daddy-dearest. "... and a job." Well, this sure wasn't going to be easy. (NT) -- Echo, Fri, Dec 10 2004, 7:40pm PST
  • (**)A brow rose at her.(**)"Do you have any money at all? Cause you need a job and money before you can get any of those things ya know.."(**)He smirked.(**)"If I were you i would find a friend's place to crash at for a while."(**) (NT) -- Isaac, Fri, Dec 10 2004, 7:43pm PST
  • Truthfully, she had never really lacked money- her father, owning his own modeling agency had always provided for her every need. She shifted to dig into her pockets, pulling out the contents of each, finding a few bills, some change, and a credit card. She guess that he father would keep the credit card activated until he realized she really wasn’t coming home this time. Then he’d think that by cutting off the limitless supply of money she’d end up crying for forgiveness at his doorstep. Well, he was wrong. She held up the credit card- “I figure it’ll last a week or so if I’m lucky”. She shrugged slightly. “besides, I don’t know anyone else here”. In all honesty if she did then she would rather bunk with them than live off her father. (NT) -- Echo, Fri, Dec 10 2004, 7:50pm PST
  • (**)he smirked.(**)"Then I suggest you find whatever job you can very quickly, and look for a very cheap apartment."(**)He certainly didn't envy her, he also wasn't going ot offer her help, because there was nothing he could do for her, even if he did know her a littl ebetter then a hello and a few mixed words with he and her step-mother.(**)"So... why'd ya run away from home?'(**) (NT) -- Isaac, Fri, Dec 10 2004, 7:53pm PST
  • She began to stuff her money back into her pockets, putting the credit card in last while still contemplating what kind of job she could get around here. Waitress... was pretty much the only thing that came to mind. Truthfully she didn’t have much skill in any trade. Not even modeling, surprisingly. She had never been good enough for modeling. She thought too much, that was part of her problem. The other part was that she didn’t like to support the images and ideas that model portrayed. And on top of all of that, she had never been good enough. Sure she had done a little here and there, but she’d never made it anywhere. “Situations and circumstances” She shrugged, not really wanted to get into the subject. She slid off the counter and let one hip lean against the edge as she faced him. (NT) -- Echo, Fri, Dec 10 2004, 8:03pm PST
  • (**)He nodded.(**)"Fair enough."(**)He moved ot the fridge and pulled out a bottle of water, openign it up he took a sip while closing the fridge door with the heel of his sneaker.(**)"Have any ideas where you're gonna work?"(**) (NT) -- Isaac, Fri, Dec 10 2004, 8:06pm PST
  • She had just arrived here, she hadn’t even had a chance to check out the city. Therefore she had no clue what kind of stores and services they offered in the area. But without-a-doubt every city, town, or village had some kind of restaurant. “Probably at some restaurant, or fast-food place, or something. I donno.” If nothing else, McDonalds was always hiring. She shrugged before shifting her weight onto her other foot as her body straightened. “I’ll find something.” She finished off the water, then tossed it into the garbage. “I should get going...” She wanted to find a hotel to stay the night in. “maybe I’ll see you around some time.” A friendly smile took over her lips, and she tucked her hands into her pockets, shoulders raising a bit at the motion. (NT) -- Echo, Sat, Dec 11 2004, 8:08am PST
  • (NT) -- me, Tue, Dec 14 2004, 9:27pm PST

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• -- Sam, Sun, Dec 05 2004, 6:25pm PST
  So I look at every woman
  Just to see if there's something there for me
  And I look up every moment
  Just to know if I'm missing something sweet
  And I need something solid to hold
  Like a dog that comes when I call
  Like a brick I can throw against a wall
  
  
  
  
  It started out as just a road-trip - a road-trip to end all before finally realizing maybe - just maybe he liked it on his own. Just him, his dog and his car were all he needed. A soft sigh was given as somewhat lanky form rose from the low seat of the Tiburon - a weathered hand moving to ruffle dark hair - giving the appearance of a man that just didn't really care for now. His parents had given him an option - go to college and get a job, or take the car and get out...he of course, being ever optimistic chose to later. Dressed casually for the day in a pair of worn jeans - holes in both knees, and a worn vintage tee
  

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  • She was stopped at the door, her hands dragging up her slightly mussed hair into a pony tail, her lips pursing slightly as her shirt went up a little with her arms, her plaid skirt clinging to her hips. (NT) -- Maya, Mon, Dec 13 2004, 2:11am PST

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• Precious and Rare -- Jewel, Sat, Dec 11 2004, 8:54pm PST
  She sighed and sat down on a large couch. She set her coat on the arm of her chair and took her hair down letting it tumble down. She shook her head lightly letting her gold locks bounce. The were curled slightly and she scrunched them with her hands lightly and looked around for someone to talk to. Her light pastel purple baby-t fit nicely and her abrecombie blue jeans fit pefectly. Her shirt read in a very small black print "If you can read this, your to close." She looked around and sighed, waiting for someone to talk to.
  

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• - -- Echo, Sat, Dec 11 2004, 6:16pm PST
  I try hard to make it
  I just want to make you proud
  I'm never gonna be good enough for you
  I can't pretend that
  I'm alright
  And you can't change me
  
  
  It had been quite a few weeks since her first and only visit to the lodge. Truthfully, Echo had quickly learned what the ‘real world’ was about. Who knew that a waitress got paid next to nothing? Not Echo, that’s for sure, but she had learned quickly after getting a waitressing job. She had ended up selling the car her father had bought her for her 16th birthday. And still, she didn’t have enough to keep up with the rent. So she’d fallen back on the only thing she half knew how to do, modelling. With her father’s name it wasn’t too hard to find work in the field. That’s what she was doing at the lodge today. The whole crew was outside by the old oak tree. Echo with another male model had been outside, dressed in next to nothing in the freezing cold, while the photographer took numerous pictures by the oak. It just wasn’t working, the photographer was grumpy and frustrated. Finally he allowed everyone to take a break. Echo was wrapped in a large blanket as she trudged inside, trying to warm up enough that her lips weren’t blue and she wasn’t shivering.
  
  'Cuz we lost it all
  Nothing lasts forever
  I'm sorry
  I can't be perfect
  Now it's just too late and
  We can't go back
  I'm sorry
  I can't be perfect
  
  

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  • (**)He had driven up to the lodge in his black BMW, parking in an empty space far away he climbed out. He wore a toque on over his hair, and a white sweater with blue jeans. Trudging up to the lodge with his hands in his pockets he took in the site before him, frowning at the obvious confusion going on.(**)($)He growled, throwing the hat he was supposed to be wearing for the pictures into the snow.($)"This is rediculous! If these pictures aren't done soon I am leaving."($)He stormed inside after Echo, walking up to her.($)"Echo, these have got to be done soon or I have had it and am walking off the project. I can't spend all afternoon trying to get one shoot in the freezing cold!"($)He was a gorgeous male specimen, all blonde shaggy hair that fell into lovely blue eyes. He had a tall, lanky frame that was showed off by the tight black turtle neck and blue jean he was wearing.($) (NT) -- Isaac/Kogan, Sat, Dec 11 2004, 6:39pm PST
  • Echo was rarely one to get angry at people. She was usually quite good at containing her emotions. But hey, she had been out there just as long as he had. To add onto that fact she didn’t really enjoy this line of work. For a moment her jaw just tightened, which only made that chatter of her teeth louder. “Look. I’m doing all that I can do, if you don’t like it talk to the photographer. He’s the one in charge and he’s the one that is never happy with any of the pictures.” She dropped down on a couch and pulled her legs up under the blanket. Her arms, along with the blanket were wrapped around her knees and she sat still trying to get warmed up. (NT) -- Echo, Sat, Dec 11 2004, 6:46pm PST
  • ($)He scowled.($)"That is because Joseph is an idiot."($)With her release of anger he went back to his usual charming self, plopping easily onto the couch beside her.($)"Sorry for being angry with you hon.. I know its not your fault, you're doing fine."($)He still wore a slightly perturbed look on his face however.($)(**)Stepping into the lodge he scanned around. It had been a while since he had been here, and he was wondering what all the cameras outside were for. He spotted Echo on the couch with the male who had thrown the fit outside. Brows rise slightly, his curosity being peaked even more.(**) (NT) -- Kogan/Isaac, Sat, Dec 11 2004, 6:50pm PST
  • She sighed lightly, pulling one arm out of the blanket to run her fingers through her loose hair. Her face, like most model’s would be, was over-done than an average person’s would be. “Thanks...” She said, though the words still lack enthusiasm. Finally the heat of the building was starting to warm her, and her teeth ceased their chattering. Her eyes rose momentarily to fall on the familiar male, and a forced a smile in his direction. Truthfully, if it wasn’t for the money, she’d much rather be waitressing right now. Echo let her blanket go for a moment, letting it fall to her waistline as she bend down to remove the uncomfortable, high healed shoes. Truthfully she wouldn’t be surprised if Isaac didn’t even recognize her. This image was pretty close to exactly opposite of her usual self. (NT) -- Echo, Sat, Dec 11 2004, 7:00pm PST
  • (**)He stepped towards her, stopping a few feet away, hands still in his pockets.(**)"Are those cameras out there for you? I thought you were getting into waitressing?"(**)He asked, a smirk on his features.(**) (NT) -- Isaac, Sat, Dec 11 2004, 7:01pm PST
  • She groaned slightly as she stood up on her sore feet and quickly drew her blanket back up around her slim shoulders. “Not JUST for me...and yes, that was the original plan, but it didn’t exactly worked out.” She paused a moment as she took the expensive footwear in hand. “I need something warm to drink.” With that she headed towards the kitchen, leaving the high-heels on a chair. She wasn’t allowed coffee or tea... which left limited choices. But hey, she’d drink hot water if she had to. With one hand holding the blanket together at the front, the other filled the kettle with water and set it on the stove. With a heavy sigh she dropped down on to a empty chair, waiting for the water to boil. (NT) -- Echo, Sat, Dec 11 2004, 7:15pm PST

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• She was dressed in much the same fashion as he was - a pair of tight, well worn and faded jeans hanging tight to her shapely hips, a multi tonal green ringer tee with some random logo emblazoned on the front clinging close to her ample chest. Her dark hair was hung loose in long waves of unruly raven shades, a large wad of bubble gum being popped loudly as she made her way in, after having paused to check out the hot ride parked outside. Her eyes almost immediately went to him - there were just certain kinds of people, and he was one of them.. -- Rainer, Sun, Dec 05 2004, 7:15pm PST
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  • a frown marred dark features as the small doberman puppy proceeded to settle neatly in the grass - refusing to follow him into the new surrounding. His appearance and his personality spoke two entirely different points of view - his personality was that of the popular kid in high school - but his appearance resembled that of the guy that was front and center of his favorite emo concert - publicizing the band that no one had ever heard of. A hand once again brushed through dark hair - spiking the short strands of the back for a moment before continuing to retrieve his dog, gaze catching that of the girls as she passed - smiling lightly. (NT) -- Sam, Sun, Dec 05 2004, 7:26pm PST
  • She allowed a small, almost secretive smile to cross her lips and paused for a moment, her dark eyes watching him with a bit of a flirt going on. She eyed the pup, and leaned down to it, "Aw.. c'mere pup..." (NT) -- Rainer, Sun, Dec 05 2004, 8:13pm PST
  • A brow raised at her actions - though somewhat amazed as the puppy moved to her - scowleing lightly Spoiled snot...form straightened easily - tugging the hem of his shirt down as it rode up lightly across naturally tanned skin - reveiling hints of tattoed flesh beneith He's not supposed to be such a wimp - i swear (NT) -- Sam, Sun, Dec 05 2004, 8:27pm PST
  • She pushed her messenger bag around so it rested against the small of her back and scooped the pup up into her arms, on it's back like a baby, scratching it affectionately behind the ears. "Sad truth is.. this dog is a wimp." She smiled, cooing to the dog a moment before she stuck out a not-so-free hand. "I'm Rainer, the dog whisperer." (NT) -- Rainer, Sun, Dec 05 2004, 8:29pm PST
  • a smirk creased features - his own hand stretching to catch hers - tilting his head before ducking both hands deep into pockets. Don't have to rub it in - I payed good money for a rough dog and I get the wimpiest of the bunch In fact he had payed good money - an entire car payments worth for the scrawny dog Sam...and that...is Clementine (NT) -- Sam, Sun, Dec 05 2004, 8:37pm PST
  • "You're adorable.." She spoke to the dog, lowering her face enough to get puppy breath kisses, which, though most turned their nose up at that sort of thing, were right up her alley. "Well I think you paid good money for a good dog, Sam." (NT) -- Rainer, Sun, Dec 05 2004, 8:44pm PST
  • Well listen - if he chews up another one of my guitars - you're free to take him off my hands he swallowed lightly -tilting his head to watch her - intent for the moment. He'd always been the guy that would strike up a conversation - but his more mysterious side would soon make its apperance, all at once the seemingly bubbly man became silent - biting lightly at his lip (NT) -- Sam, Sun, Dec 05 2004, 8:50pm PST
  • There were two words in his statement that made her finely shaped brow curve upward and her face lift to look him in the eye - guitar and him. "Wait.. Clementine is a he? And you wonder why he's a wimp?" She frowned and shook her head, letting the pup back down to the ground. "The name Clementine for a male dog plus the added defect of being a musician's dog are definitely gonna fuck this puppy up." (NT) -- Rainer, Sun, Dec 05 2004, 8:57pm PST
  • he scoffed lightly at her statement - watching the dog for a moment before focusing his gaze back to her I'm not technically a musician mind you - I can play - but I dont very often. And I did not name that dog - his previous owner did - and when I tried to change it to Max or Jet or something - he totally ignored me (NT) -- Sam, Sun, Dec 05 2004, 9:00pm PST
  • She made a puppy face toward the puppy, her brows raised, her expressive dark eyes wide. "Poor Clementine... identity crisis to the max. I need to take you out and make you a man." (NT) -- Rainer, Sun, Dec 05 2004, 9:12pm PST
  • And leave my by myself in this big bad world? I think not he took that as his oppurtunity - chewing lightly at the inside of his lip Why don't we - take a walk...you can show him how to be a man - and I'll tag along and take notes - because...y'know - Im a pretty big sissy myself (NT) -- Sam, Sun, Dec 05 2004, 9:15pm PST
  • She raised a brow at that and inclined her head toward him, ever ready for a challenge, and this appeared to be a challenge.. of sorts.. "Yeah you look kinda wussy." She straightened, let her eyes scan down a nearby path and nodded to it. "First we need to accomplish a manly walk. Pay close attention, Clementine, this is what makes all the difference in the representation of your sexuality." (NT) -- Rainer, Sun, Dec 05 2004, 9:18pm PST
  • he nodded lightly at that - crossing his arms for a moment and smirking Idly as the puppy seemed to watch as well - the pair looking perfect...intently watching her as she moved Yeah Clem - watch her close... (NT) -- Sam, Sun, Dec 05 2004, 9:23pm PST
  • She proceeded to perform the most manly saunter she could manage and actually looked quite odd doing it, her arms swinging, waddling from side to side, sort of a strut with less cockiness. (NT) -- Rainer, Sun, Dec 05 2004, 9:40pm PST
  • He shook his head lightly at her walk - a soft laugh parting lips See - I think we look fine walking like we do - if we walked like you did - we'd look like penguins - much less men she'd made a good effort though in her attempts to teach (NT) -- Sam, Sun, Dec 05 2004, 9:42pm PST
  • She returned, her tongue stuck out and let a long sigh, shaking her head. "Then we'd better teach him how to drink, cause if he can't handle the manly walk.. he'd better at least be able to handle the manly drink." (NT) -- Rainer, Sun, Dec 05 2004, 9:52pm PST
  • a look of pure enjoyment creased features once more - laughing lightly at her statement before shaking his head - stating simply He doesn't drink unlike he on the other hand - who could only find his creative song writing and guitar playing when liquered up a bit (NT) -- Sam, Sun, Dec 05 2004, 9:57pm PST
  • "Well then he'd damned well better learn, hadn't he?" She grinned a little - so she'd succeeded in making a total fool of herself within the first five minutes - she didn't mind, didn't care even - this was her, uncensored, unrestrained. (NT) -- Rainer, Sun, Dec 05 2004, 9:58pm PST
  • he smirked lightly at her foolishness - finding it rather ammusing and cute to say the least Or maybe he just ought to get a tattoo? Thats - rather manly right?...he himself had a few - hinting that maybe he was a man himself...though the ones he had were hidden by the tee that clung to form (NT) -- Sam, Sun, Dec 05 2004, 10:02pm PST
  • She pursed her lips slightly, letting a little nod and pondered it for a moment longer. "Real men have tattoos in the middle of their forehead, though, or on their shaved heads.." (NT) -- Rainer, Sun, Dec 05 2004, 10:14pm PST
  • real men have tattoos on their Ribs - and stomaches he raised his shirt a bit - reveiling little bits of a tattoo - smirking idly before smoothing his shirt back out But enough with the "real men" conversations - we chose not to be - and we're fine with that (NT) -- Sam, Sun, Dec 05 2004, 10:16pm PST
  • She laughed a little bit at that, tugging a couple of stray dark curls back over her shoulder and straightening her messenger bag. "Admitting it is the first step to healing, you know." (NT) -- Rainer, Sun, Dec 05 2004, 10:29pm PST
  • mans voice turned deep and serious at that - a convincing look of confusion on face as he watched her And the second step would be.....?with that arms crossed once more - rocking back onto heels (NT) -- Sam, Sun, Dec 05 2004, 10:32pm PST
  • "Learning how to walk my manly walk." She grinned over her shoulder, just a flash of it, and took off in her long legged, exaggerated "man's gait", for the lodge - to her delight, the pup followed along, and she continued, grinning to herself. (NT) -- Rainer, Sun, Dec 05 2004, 10:42pm PST
  • How about the second step is taking the teacher out to a well deserved lunch - for all her hard work of trying to teach two wussy boys how to be men? it was as easy as that - far from smooth - just straight to the point - there was something about her - something he had to take note of (NT) -- Sam, Sun, Dec 05 2004, 10:45pm PST
  • She smiled coyly - she wasn't one to easily be won over - those hot emo boys though, they got to her quicker than any. "Well... I would prefer to see results, but what man-instructor could pass up lunch?" (NT) -- Rainer, Sun, Dec 05 2004, 10:48pm PST
  • with that he moved to bed his arm lightly - offering her the crook of his elbow as he moved easily towards her - smirking lightly You choose - I drive...sound good? he would have it no other way - and unless Clem wasnt allowed - he would eat just about anywhere (NT) -- Sam, Sun, Dec 05 2004, 10:51pm PST
  • She wrinkled her nose a bit, and shook her head at his extended arm. "It's not very manly to offer your arm to a... lady... or.. in this case, your instructor." She grinned a little, leaning down to pick the dog up once again. "Sounds like a plan to me." (NT) -- Rainer, Sun, Dec 05 2004, 10:58pm PST
  • he scowled lightly at her comment - straightening his arm back as he shoved his hand into his pocket - a brow raised Yeah but I thought it was rather gentleman-ly....and I thought girls liked that? (NT) -- Sam, Mon, Dec 06 2004, 2:44pm PST
  • She grinned a little at that and nodded, pushing her own hands into the pockets of her faded jeans - a bit of a breeze picked up her dark curls, mussing them and pushing them in her eyes, she tossed her head to remove them. "Most girls do. I'm not most girls." (NT) -- Rainer, Mon, Dec 06 2004, 6:33pm PST
  • a hand raised - brushing dark hair back as well - smirking a bit. Apperantly you arent - you think you're the expert on men - yeah? and he found something highly ammusing about it (NT) -- SAm, Mon, Dec 06 2004, 6:36pm PST
  • "I've dated a few, if that's what you mean." She raised a brow in his direction, peering at hime out of her inquisitive dark eyes. "I've got experience dealing with them." (NT) -- Rainer, Mon, Dec 06 2004, 6:40pm PST
  • a brow raised lightly at that A few boyfriends and you think you know everything about us? he stopped her for a moment - gazse menacing as he came face to face with her Tell me something about myself - if you're such an expert his tone was playful (NT) -- Sam, Mon, Dec 06 2004, 6:45pm PST
  • She paused for a moment, one corner of her lips turned up as she "appraised him", and then let a long breath. "You're a real softie, and... I would almost guarantee that you love your momma." (NT) -- Rainer, Mon, Dec 06 2004, 6:49pm PST
  • he laughed lightly at that - nodding a moment - his voice light as he tilted his head - his hand still on her arm I wouldn't say softie...his flirting was quite blatent now - grinning (NT) -- Sam, Mon, Dec 06 2004, 6:54pm PST
  • "I would." She tossed a look pointedly at the dog so aptly named "Clementine". "You let him keep his name to help him adjust, that's thoughtful." (NT) -- Rainer, Mon, Dec 06 2004, 6:59pm PST
  • he shook his head in return at that Generous is how I put it - soft isent near a brow raised and I told you - he ignored me when i changed his name - therefore it remained clementine (NT) -- Sam, Mon, Dec 06 2004, 7:32pm PST
  • "Yeah well, most guys would just scream themselves hoarse trying to make the dog recognize a new name." She nodded, patting her hip a little to which the pup put his paws up at her knee. (NT) -- Rainer, Mon, Dec 06 2004, 7:39pm PST
  • Yeah well - as you've so clearly stated Im not "most guys" - clem and I are the odd men out gaze tipped down - scuffing the grass lightly with the toe of his shoe...watching the dog (NT) -- Sam, Mon, Dec 06 2004, 7:44pm PST
  • She grinned, catching him there. "And that is precisely why I can figure that you're a softie.." She grinned again, finally reaching to pull a mass of curls out of her eyes. (NT) -- Rainer, Mon, Dec 06 2004, 7:47pm PST
  • so she'd caught him there - maybe he really was the softie that everyone had made him out to be. A hand ducked back into his pocket as he shifted backwords - releasing the tension of their close range So you win (NT) -- Sam, Mon, Dec 06 2004, 7:54pm PST
  • "I win." she repeated, grinning a little bit, "So now you really owe me lunch. Let's get on the go, eh?" (NT) -- Rainer, Mon, Dec 06 2004, 8:01pm PST
  • a shrug was given at her statement Alright - so you won - but lets not go flaunting that he swallowed lightly - glancing around a moment But where're we going to go eat? (NT) -- Sam, Mon, Dec 06 2004, 8:09pm PST
  • "Somewhere they will let Clem in." She nodded firmly, bending to scratch the puppy's ears once more. (NT) -- Rainer, Mon, Dec 06 2004, 8:12pm PST
  • lead the way - because I have no idea where we would be going a nod was given yet again - giving a crooked smile (NT) -- Sam, Mon, Dec 06 2004, 8:17pm PST
  • She eyed him for a moment, a brow quirked as though she were thinking of something bad, a mischevious glint in her dark eyes. "oh... you're a newbie?" (NT) -- rainer, Mon, Dec 06 2004, 8:29pm PST
  • he nodded lightly to his car First time you've seen the car isent it? a wink was given - sure he'd caught her looking at it awhile back (NT) -- Sam, Mon, Dec 06 2004, 8:30pm PST
  • She shook her head a little, putting two and two together and realizing that it was indeed, this emo boy, a boy after her own heart that owned this beaut. She didn't know much about cars, but she knew what she liked, and she liked this. "Haha.. very funny." (NT) -- Rainer, Mon, Dec 06 2004, 8:33pm PST
  • Hey - hey now - it was you that asked...a hand dug deep into pockets for keys - searching through the papers and random trash for a moment before finally digging them out And if you can drive a manual - one of these days you might earn the luxury of driving it he was very trusting with his car - besides...it wasn't like he couldn't get a new one...he just got this one for free from his parents... (NT) -- Sam, Mon, Dec 06 2004, 8:38pm PST
  • anything, actually.." She usually just took a bus.. or biked.. she was pretty conscious of the environment, and plus she'd never bothered to learn. (NT) -- Rainer, Mon, Dec 06 2004, 8:41pm PST
  • She wrinkled her nose and shook her head. "Don't drive anything, actually.." She usually just took a bus.. or biked.. she was pretty conscious of the environment, and plus she'd never bothered to learn. (NT) -- Rainer, Mon, Dec 06 2004, 8:42pm PST
  • a brow raised lightly at that - leaning lightly against the car - after moving to scoop the dog up You...don't drive? a soft laugh escaped lips I couldn't live if I didn't drive...its my way to get frustraition out - listen to music way up...and not care... (NT) -- Sam, Mon, Dec 06 2004, 8:45pm PST
  • "Nope, not even my learner's permit.. never sat behind the wheel at all." she shrugged a little -it had never seemed like a big deal for her, especially when living in a city where you could get everywhere by public transport. (NT) -- Rainer, Mon, Dec 06 2004, 8:49pm PST
  • he offered her the keys - tilting his head a moment Ill teach you...since you got to teach Clem how to be a man he wasnt kidding at all either... (NT) -- SAm, Mon, Dec 06 2004, 8:52pm PST
  • Her dark brows shot up and a shake of her head was let go. "I don't trust myself with this... and you shouldn't either." (NT) -- Rainer, Wed, Dec 08 2004, 5:57pm PST
  • he shrugged lightly at that - still offering her the keys I can fix it if you break it - if thats what you're worried about despite just hardly knowing her - he was a very trusting guy.. (NT) -- Sam, Wed, Dec 08 2004, 6:03pm PST
  • Again she shook her head, holding her palm up to stop him from handing them to her. "I'm not worried about breaking it, I'm worried about destroying it. Believe me." (NT) -- Rainer, Wed, Dec 08 2004, 6:08pm PST
  • a shrug was once more given at that - hands ducking low into pockets as he shifted...setting the dog back down for a moment Maybe some other day... lid dropped in a wink with that - swallowing for a moment before raising a hand to rub through the back of his hair (NT) -- No name, Wed, Dec 08 2004, 6:11pm PST
  • "Maybe never. If I'm lucky. I don't want to learn to drive a car for the same reason that I don't want to learn how to shoot a gun. Too dangerous. I don't want to have the option of driving myself off a cliff or shooting up my school. Not that it would ever come to that, you know?" She settled with her arms on the roof of the car. "Just trust me on this one." (NT) -- Rainer, Wed, Dec 08 2004, 6:17pm PST
  • a soft laugh was given as he watched her - nodding at her explanation before smirking Good reason - I wouldn't want you to drive off a cliff either - might hurt a bit... (NT) -- Sam, Wed, Dec 08 2004, 6:19pm PST
  • She laughed a little bit and nodded, brushing more of her pesky dark curls out of her face. "Yeah, it might.. so.. we'll just forget about it." (NT) -- Rainer, Wed, Dec 08 2004, 6:22pm PST
  • So back to our growling stomaches.....where too princess? a brow raised in question at that - moving to prop open the door for her...ever the gentleman (NT) -- Sam, Wed, Dec 08 2004, 6:48pm PST
  • She shrugged, raised a brow.. "There are a couple of good cafes on campus - they let university students in there so I don't know why they wouldn't let in a dog." She grinned, casting a glance at Clem. (NT) -- Rainer, Wed, Dec 08 2004, 6:49pm PST
  • a nod was given at that - scooping up the dog and setting him in the car...watching her a moment Then to the campus it is...if you show me how to get there...a light smile creased features...shrugging a bit at his lack of knowledge where anything was (NT) -- Sam, Wed, Dec 08 2004, 6:52pm PST
  • She nodded a little bit, settling herself into the car and putting Clem on her lap - she was growing fond of this little dog. "Just follow my lead.." (NT) -- Rainer, Wed, Dec 08 2004, 7:03pm PST
  • Following I shall a hand pushed at the door - shutting it easily behind her before making his way towards his own side of the car - soon the sound of a well tuned engine sounded and finally a bit of "The Spill Canvas" rising above it all. And they were off - off to get their lunch (NT) -- Sam, Wed, Dec 08 2004, 7:06pm PST

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• eyes of a fallen angel[[[[SALEM!! UP HERE!!]]]] -- c a d e e , Sat, Dec 04 2004, 9:16pm PST
  cold, delicate fingers slowly slipped away from his skin as she listened, her hand retreating back to the table before her sullen bodice. "...i have no reason to not understand." cadee said truthfully, icy blue eyes finding the table once again. eyes fell down to her lap as she studied the thin dress that clothed her bodice. cadee moved a slender hand down to her thigh as she pulled the dress down as far as she could, trying to cover up more of her skin. she figured he had noticed the moments when cadee seemed to leave the mortal world, and descend into her mind, seeking nothing in particular. her cocaine addiction had bestowed this upon her. yet it only last for a few moments, nothing more. cadees mind was of the arts. very complex and intellegent, he would discover this soon if he hadnt already. art motivated her and captivated her, yet at the same time, puzzled her. he'd soon see. thoughts wheeled in cadees head as she pondered on her recent decision. moving. perhaps it was a prayer answered. no more cheating with her 'landlord'. she would move out, and she wouldnt have to do the things she did with the 'landlord' to keep her abode alive. no more repeated rituals every other day when the clock struck 12 at night. her 'landlord' had had a key to her door just to force her every other night. but he had no key to her heart. cadee kept it all in her head, and now it was over. she had a savior. salem.
  

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  • [o[His gaze flicked over to her, as he watched her seem to fade away from contact with him, slowly ingressing into this silent shell of something tht he wasn't compeltely sure how to reach. He ran a hand through his dark hair, causing the waves of shagginess to fall back into their original places, only slightly dishevelled. Keen eyes continued to watch her until he decided to speak to her, draw her back out to him.[o]"Cadee... I just realised something..."[o]He lopoked sheepish.[o]"I have a spare bedroom.. but nothing in it yet... That can be fixed easily enough tomorrow.. but for tonight I'll let you take my room and sleep on the couch. Is that okay?"[o]He didn't know if she would feel akward sleeping in his room. It was purely him, very masculine with a dark brown comforter, and black silk sheets. And the usual male articles scattered about the room.[o] (NT) -- Salem, Sun, Dec 05 2004, 8:33am PST
    • eyes of a fallen angel -- c a d e e, Sun, Dec 05 2004, 1:41pm PST
      • [o]Dark Secrets Whispered[o] -- Salem, Mon, Dec 06 2004, 9:40pm PST
        • eyes of a fallen angel -- c a d e e, Tue, Dec 07 2004, 1:35pm PST
          • [o]Dark Secrets Whispered[o] -- Salem, Tue, Dec 07 2004, 8:09pm PST
            • eyes of a fallen angel -- c a d e e, Wed, Dec 08 2004, 2:33pm PST
              • [o]Dark Secrets Whispered[o] -- Salem, Wed, Dec 08 2004, 3:08pm PST

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• Everything's coming unglued.. -- Josh, Wed, Dec 08 2004, 1:27pm PST
  I never should have left your house
  The one place I always knew you could find me
  The one place I knew would always be my solace when I needed you most...
  
  he entered the lodge, his heart full of dread. ever since he had walked out on Rhea, he couldn't sleep a wink. he had murdered sleep and all case of it existing within him. dark circles underneath his eyes revealed the awful truth of the matter. dressed today in a pair of blue jeans and a white tee, he mused arounf the place until he plopped down onto a couch, looking around. any trace of her was all he needed. walking out had hurt him more than he thought it would. he hadn't meant too, but he could sense he wasn't wanted. oh rhea, how he had missed her over these past few days. come back to me, answer my calls, something, anything.
  
  ...and now, I am not so sure I can get the best thing in my life back.
  

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• Breakable -- Camara, Wed, Dec 08 2004, 5:50am PST
  The boy enters the lodge with cat-light steps, grey eyes sweeping the crowded area. He didn't much care for crowds, or care for being trapped, and he was, esseintaly, both right now. Carefully avoiding being touched, he moves to sit as close to a window as he can, sighing softly and gazing out. Okay, you're here. Zane's not, thank the Gods. What the hell do you plan to do? What next? He wonders, fingers plucking at the fabric of the chair he's in. He raises his free hand to gently sweep his waist-length, wine-red hair from his face, ignoring it when it falls right back in again.
  

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  • (NT) -- Font patrol, Wed, Dec 08 2004, 11:35am PST

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• -- Isaac, Sun, Dec 05 2004, 8:18am PST
  (**)He hadn't been into the lodge for a couple of weeks now, his mother had kept him busy. She wasn't doing well at all, and he had taken to hiding the alcohol bottles anywheres around their enormous house just to keep her from drinking for a little while. His father was still away on his "buisness" trip, which meant he was likely off screwing his latest girlfriend.(**)
  
  **On his tall frame he wore a pair of designer jeans, and a somewhat dressie, untucked shirt. Moving into the lodge he made his way to the kitchen section of it to grab himself a bottle of water.(**)
  

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  • Everything was crazy in her life at the moment. She had made a resolution to herself- she wasn't going to care anymore. She wasn’t going to step over the shattered pieces of her family anymore. But the truth was, no matter how much Echo convinced herself she didn’t care, she really did. And worry seemed etched so deeply into her pretty face that it might never come out. With a sigh the thin girl came into the warm lodge, tossed off her snow covered running shoes, and hung up her coat. Her eyes wandered slowly over the unknown faces of the building. It was almost comforting, yet nerve-racking at the same time. This was a fresh start. The eighteen year old slowly made her way across the wooden floor to an empty spot on the couch. Just as she sat down her cell phone rang. Echo drew it out of her pocket, knowing exactly who it was, yet checking just to be sure. With a quick shake of her head she tossed the ringing phone into the coffee table and let it ring. (NT) -- Echo, Sun, Dec 05 2004, 8:35am PST
  • (**)As he came from the kitchen he spotted this new girl, and her swift actions.(**)"It's rude you know... to not answer a rining phone when you are right there to do so."(**)Came his snarky comment. Yes.. so he was a jerk at times, thats what had come of his life, and most took it as him beinga rich snob, which was not the case at all. He was rich yes.. but not a snob.(**) (NT) -- Isaac, Sun, Dec 05 2004, 8:41am PST
  • Her eyes rose to the male as soon as he came in sight. She was one of those people who could notice every small detail in a room, no matter how big or small. But then the sea-green eyes wandered away, only to return to his lanky form when his deep vocals issued speech her way. For a moment her only response was a slight smirk, and a glance to the phone that continued to ring with the stubborn caller on the opposite end. Her eyes left the phone, quickly jumping back up to the male who, as he stood, towered over her. “Feel free to answer it if you want, but if anyone asks I’m not here.” She drew her feet up onto the couch, her arms wrapped around her slender legs and her eyes continued to state upwards at his before they moved down to the floor. (NT) -- Echo, Sun, Dec 05 2004, 8:48am PST
  • (**)He did what he was assuming she wasn't expecting him to do and picked up the phone, flipping it open he brought it to his ear.(**)"Yes.. how may I help you?"(**)He looked down at her, a slight smirk n his feaatures.(**)"I'm not sure, I will check... Is there an echo in here?"(**)He after waiting for a moment he want back to the phone.(**)"No.. I'm afriad the sound quality in here is quite fine thank you.. no problem with echos."(**)There seemed to be a it of a debate on the other line, before he was hung up on. Sitting it down he went to a seat across from her, putting his feet up on the coffee table, and settling back in the chair.(**) (NT) -- Isaac, Sun, Dec 05 2004, 8:53am PST
  • Of course she hadn’t been expecting him to answer the phone, so when he did she was obviously taken by surprise. Her eyes lifted and widened slightly, watching as he spoke to the ‘wicked witch of the west’- or that’s what Echo liked to call her step mother. She couldn’t help but let a smile grow on her features as she heard his side of the conversation. She wondered when they would realize that she really wasn’t coming ‘home.’ As he sat down across from her Echo gave him a half curious and half humoured look. “Well... that was interesting” She smiled slightly and shook her head at his antics. (NT) -- Echo, Sun, Dec 05 2004, 9:02am PST
  • (**)He shrugged.(**)"Just doing the service of answering that poor women's curosity of echos in this building."(**)he looked her over, the women on the other end had seemed adiment in finding this young little fox..and he wondered what she had gotten up to.(**)"It appears she has lost her's..."(**) (NT) -- Isaac, Sun, Dec 05 2004, 9:09am PST
  • “Yah right...” She stated simply with a half-hearted laugh. She was slightly curious about what Jackie had said to him... or rather, what she most likely ordered him to do. But she wasn’t going to care. She just had to keep reminding herself that she didn’t care anymore. Besides, even if she did ask, she wasn’t really sure she wanted to enter a conversation about family with a complete stranger. She leaned forward, and picked up the phone off the coffee table and tucked it back into her pocket even though she knew the next call wouldn’t be too far along. “What’s your name?” He obviously knew her’s. (NT) -- Echo, Sun, Dec 05 2004, 9:20am PST
  • (**)"I don' t know if I want to tell you my name. You obviously have a complete lack of manners..."(**)His smirked remained on his features. Okay, so it was a while since he had bothered to make interaction with another human beig and he had decided to have a little fun with this one.(**) (NT) -- Isaac, Sun, Dec 05 2004, 9:22am PST
  • Another look of surprise seemed to jump onto her features at his answer. One eyebrow rose as she tilted her head slightly and for a silent second tried to figure out whether he was serious or joking. Before she had a chance to react her phone rang again. This time when she checked it was her father. Echo knew better than to pull the same stunt on her father. She opened the phone and brought it to her ear, mumbling a “hello” to the deep, demanding and authoritative voice on the opposite end of the line. “It was no one Daddy... no...” She glanced up at him momentarily before glancing back down to her knees. Her father was speaking loudly, but she didn’t dare to pull the phone away from her ear “I’m not coming home... she’ll live without me...” For awhile she was silent as she listened to her father lecture her, but as much as she tried not to let it show, her face seemed to melt into the look of a disciplined puppy. (NT) -- Echo, Sun, Dec 05 2004, 9:45am PST
  • (**)He felt rather sheepish now, wonderig nif he had made matters worse for this girl who's life he didn't know a single thing about. He watched her, noticing the way she seemed to shrink in size, her spirit almost deflating. And he felt sorry for her until he told himself to stop being an idiot. He didn't care what problems other people had, he had enough of his own to worry anbout, and no one ever helped him with his.(**) (NT) -- Isaac, Sun, Dec 05 2004, 9:48am PST
  • Finally, after listening to his lecture for awhile she cut him off. “Dad, I’m not com-... but-... that’s not fa-“ he had cut her off again, her patience for her father was reaching his end. She didn’t want to make a big scene in the lodge, so instead of continuing the conversation she just pulled the phone away from her ear and shut it “bye Daddy” she mumbled almost inaudibly under her breath. The phone was shut off this time and for a moment she considered taking the batteries out just to be sure, but she decided against it. Echo tucked the phone back in her pocket, before she remembered the male she had been ‘talking’ to a few minutes earlier. She glanced up, inwardly surprised to find him still there. “So... now will you tell me your name?” (NT) -- Echo, Sun, Dec 05 2004, 2:56pm PST
    • (it's at the top) (NT) -- katie, Mon, Dec 06 2004, 6:17pm PST

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• [Deangelo Con't :) ] -- Emelia, Mon, Nov 29 2004, 8:04pm PST
  (())She looked at him, puzzled by the darkness of his eyes and the meaning of the emotion.(())"No, I didnt play with kids. The school was taught right there at the orphanage so there was no chance for outside friends. You just got used to not getting close to anyone, cause they al left sooner or later. I spent most of my time reading."(())She shrugged her shoulders. Yes.. she was a loser, and had spent a very sheltered childhood. And if he made fun of her for it she would get up and walk out of here without a backwards glance.(())
  

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  • He shakes his head. "Pathetic. (NT) -- No name, Mon, Dec 06 2004, 5:44pm PST
  • (THIS ONE! LOL . )He shakes his head. "Pathetic." He sounds half-teasing, half- sad. "And no one wanted to adopted dear Emelia, then?" (NT) -- Denagelo, Mon, Dec 06 2004, 5:45pm PST

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• -- Julieta, Sat, Dec 04 2004, 8:24pm PST
  It wasn't that she was mad, she was furious really would be the word to describe it and even that was mild. It had taken most of the money he had left her with to track him down but that wasn't really the problem. She could get the money back, it wasn't really that that was the issue. Add on a couple of more shows and she would be fine financially - it was her pride that was so critically damaged that it had forced her to come out here to this no name, god forsaken...well fashion forsaken at least...town. It was hard to miss her in this crowd with her expensive, custom made clothes and perfect hair and make up. Thats how she was paid to look so she pulled it off to a tee. The fire in her eyes only made her more attractive as she stomped her leather boot clad feet against the welcome mat harshly - knocking off the snow...
  

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  • He was camped out on one of the various chairs scattered throughout the building with his feet propped up acting like he owned the place, reading a copy of Watership Down. Why pay attention to people when you had a book about bunnies to read? (NT) -- Hudson, Sat, Dec 04 2004, 8:31pm PST
  • Her eyes lit up as she saw him, stalking over immediatly and grabbing his book from his hands. To think, she had thought she had been in love with this guy. "You fucking asshole." She stated without any hello or pleasentries. The guy was dirt, he didn't deserve common courtsey. (NT) -- Julieta, Sat, Dec 04 2004, 8:32pm PST
    • he stared up at her and smiled, dimples adding to his boyish southern charm "Well well well, what have we here?" this was an unexpected twist to be sure (NT) -- Hudson, Sat, Dec 04 2004, 8:37pm PST
  • There was no way that she was going to suckered in by his charm again and it showed on the hard set to her pretty face. "I want my money back, Hudson. I am not fucking around here. I swear to god, I will have you thrown in jail for fraud." (NT) -- Julieta, Sat, Dec 04 2004, 8:38pm PST
    • he shifted in his chair, settling in and making himself more comfortable, seeming quite unaffected by her threats "It was our money sweets, my name was on that account just as much as yours was last I checked" (NT) -- Hudson, Sat, Dec 04 2004, 8:40pm PST
  • She shook her head, so incredably aggravated with herself. "So who are you engaged to now? Or have you moved up to stealing social security checks from old women?" (NT) -- Julieta, Sat, Dec 04 2004, 8:42pm PST
    • he rolled his eyes "Is this all you've come all the way up here to pester me about? Cause if it is, I want my book back. The bunnies are much more interesting than this conversation" he said, quite pleasantly. He had no trouble ever keeping his cool (NT) -- Hudson, Sat, Dec 04 2004, 8:44pm PST
  • She cocked a brow, deciding to try another approach. "So what wasn't good enough for you stick around, Hudson?" She questiond, leaning in to place on hand on either side of his head on the back of the chair, leaning down to give him ample view of the skin he used to admire. (NT) -- Julieta, Sat, Dec 04 2004, 8:45pm PST
    • he smirked and looked into her eyes, hardly where she was wanting him to look by the look of things, so thats exactly why he did it, his blue eyes glittered with amusement "Selling yourself off now? Didn't know you'd sink that low" (NT) -- Hudson, Sat, Dec 04 2004, 8:48pm PST
  • She rolled her eyes, standing up and shifting a bit to run her hands through her hair - her voice low again. "I want my money." She stated evenly, though she was really aggravated and not sure how to make him understand. She had to save face in this situation, she had too. (NT) -- Julieta, Sat, Dec 04 2004, 8:50pm PST
    • he nodded his head and leaned forward in his chair, swiping his book back "So I've heard. Fraid it's all gone now princess. All you have to do is go strut your pretty little self around in somethin and you'll get it back" (NT) -- Hudson, Sat, Dec 04 2004, 8:52pm PST
  • She nearly growled but managed to maintain her diginity. "Then maybe you should strut your pretty little self around in something and start earning it back." She stated, her arms crossing over her chest. It was just so damn aggravating, knowing that she had given herself up to him, opened up to hi, trusted him, and he had swindled her. (NT) -- Julieta, Sat, Dec 04 2004, 8:56pm PST
    • he rolled his eyes, shaking his head lightly "I just don't think I'd fit those skimpy little things as well as you do otherwise I'd be more than happy to give it a whirl" he said, opening his book again, considering the conversation done (NT) -- Hudson, Sat, Dec 04 2004, 9:02pm PST
  • "Listen, asshole, I am not the simpering little girls you may have conned before, I am not gong to just run off with my tail between my legs. I am definately not going to let you ruin my reputation like this." (NT) -- Julieta, Sat, Dec 04 2004, 9:04pm PST
    • he sighed and continued reading "Is that a fact? Just what do you intend to do then?" not that he particularly cared one way or the other, he was done with her (NT) -- Hudson, Sat, Dec 04 2004, 9:07pm PST
  • She shrugged lightly, her brow furrowed before she let out a soft breath. "Do one more show before I get fat and then use that money to get rid of the one thing you did leave me." She stated coldly, turning on her heel to head back to the door. (NT) -- Julieta, Sat, Dec 04 2004, 9:37pm PST
    • that got his attention away from his beloved bunny book "Hold up, what are you talking about" he said, leaning forward in his seat, a sure sign he was finally paying attention (NT) -- Hudson, Sat, Dec 04 2004, 9:39pm PST
  • She paused a moment, cocking a brow. "Come on now, Hudson, I know you are not that dense." She paused a moment at his look before she shook her head. "You knocked me up, plain enough English for you?" (NT) -- Julieta, Sat, Dec 04 2004, 9:42pm PST
    • he stood up, bunny book thrown to the floor "The hell I did Juls! You were on the pill and we used protection, there's no way in hell I knocked you up!" that would be the worst thing that could possibly happen, getting a child involved in this mess. A kid didn't deserve such hell (NT) -- Hudson, Sat, Dec 04 2004, 9:45pm PST
  • She cocked a brow, before her brow furrowed bringing her perfectly groomed brows to form a slight V. "You think I didn't go over how it happened a thousand times? This isn't the best thing for my career you know, but no worries, I'll take care of it." She turned again, leaning down to pick up her coat. (NT) -- Julieta, Sat, Dec 04 2004, 9:46pm PST
    • he shook his head, trying to put it together in his mind "I hope you're not so casually talking about murdering my baby. Hate me all you want, but the babys done nothing to deserve to die" he bit off angrily, striding towards her (NT) -- Hudson, Sat, Dec 04 2004, 9:49pm PST
  • "This baby is none of your concern anymore." She stated softly, waving him off. "Besides, its not even a baby really, just a bunch of cells and I can't be fucking swelling up like whale while I walk down the runway. I have to go put on something pretty and earn my money back, remember?" (NT) -- Julieta, Sat, Dec 04 2004, 9:53pm PST
    • he grabbed her arm, his expression very serious "the moment you told me about it, it became my concern. And I'm not letting you kill my baby Julieta" there was a menace in his tone and his eyes were blazing with his anger over the thought that she would even consider such a thing. (NT) -- Hudson, Sat, Dec 04 2004, 9:57pm PST
  • She jerked her arm away from him, growling lightly. "I wouldn't have a chance even if I wanted to keep it, which I don't." She spat out, her voice just a full of venom. "I have to look good to make money, remember?" She growled lightly, taking a back away off of me. "I am leaving here in two hours, catching a plane and heading back to New York." (NT) -- Julieta, Sat, Dec 04 2004, 9:59pm PST
    • he shook his head, running his hand through his hair agitatedly "You're not leaving dammit, not if thats what you intend to do once you do leave" (NT) -- Hudson, Sat, Dec 04 2004, 10:02pm PST
  • "Fuck you, you have no right to tell me anything about anything." She growled lightly, shrugging on her leather jacket and reaching back to pull her hair out from under it. "You don't give a fuck about anyone but yourself, you proved that easily enough." (NT) -- Julieta, Sat, Dec 04 2004, 10:07pm PST
    • "Yeah well, that's before there was a baby involved. Once it's born, I'll keep it and you can skip off and do whatever the hell you want, but I refuse to abandon my baby" (NT) -- Hudson, Sat, Dec 04 2004, 10:15pm PST
  • "And ruin my career to be left doing...what? What else do I have to do, Hudson?" She shook her head, shifting to put her purse on her shoulder. "Don't start acting like you have a conscience now." (NT) -- Julieta, Sat, Dec 04 2004, 10:17pm PST
    • when it came to children, he actually did. Pinching the bridge of his nose, he sighed heavily "I'll get you your damn money back if you promise you'll keep the baby.....once it's born, like I said, do as you please. Just don't kill my baby" (NT) -- Hudson', Sat, Dec 04 2004, 10:19pm PST
  • She set her jaw slowly, turning to face him. "Stretch marks." She stated her brow furrowed. "My career would be over." She didn't think he full understood that. She got payed to model scraps of fabric. (NT) -- Julieta, Sat, Dec 04 2004, 10:21pm PST
    • "Heidi Klum managed didn't she?" he said exasperated with her. The fact that stretch marks were more of a concern to her than her baby didn't make her appeal to him very much right now (NT) -- Hudson, Sat, Dec 04 2004, 10:24pm PST
  • She pursed her lips, her eyes drifting around the lodge for a brief moment before she looked back to him. It was her career that she was worried about, it was what sustained her, what gave her purpose. It was everything to her and he had broken her heart - even though she would never admit it - and the prospect of having his child wasn't all that appealing. "I have to go back to New York, even if I keep it." (NT) -- Julieta, Sat, Dec 04 2004, 10:28pm PST
    • he arched a brow "Why?" he demanded, hardly trusting her to go up to new york on her own (NT) -- Hudson, Sat, Dec 04 2004, 10:36pm PST
  • "Um, because thats where my house, job, family and friends are, maybe?" She questioned, astonished he would even ask that question. Like she was going to stay here....ha. (NT) -- Julieta, Sat, Dec 04 2004, 10:37pm PST
    • he shook his head, crossing his arms. "If you want your money back, you won't be going anywhere" he'd just gotten himself established, no way was he uprooting (NT) -- Hudson, Sat, Dec 04 2004, 10:39pm PST
  • If he wasn't going to be more reasonable this wasn't going to work out at all. "I won't need my money back when I can work all the time." She stated coldly, turning around on her heel to head out the door. The idea of aborting didn't bother her all that much right now - she didn't consider it a baby yet. (NT) -- Julieta, Sat, Dec 04 2004, 10:40pm PST
    • "How's it gonna look if it leaks out to the media that you're having an abortion? Think you'll get much work after that?" he wouldn't count on it. (NT) -- Hudson, Sat, Dec 04 2004, 10:50pm PST
  • "Almost every girl I know has done it." She stated, turning around to face him. "If I stay here whats going to happen? Your going to watch my every step?" She shook her head. "I can't stand the sight of you and there is absolutely nothing here in this no name town for me." (NT) -- Julieta, Sat, Dec 04 2004, 10:51pm PST
    • "Doesn't mean the public knows about it" he threw back, shrugging his shoulders "I don't care what you do while you're here as long as we check in with one another once in a while so I can make sure you're still pregnant" (NT) -- Hudson, Sat, Dec 04 2004, 10:58pm PST
  • "You going to pay for a place for me to stay? I mean, since you do have all my money and all." She stated, her arms crossing beneath her chest as she eyed him. (NT) -- Julieta, Sat, Dec 04 2004, 10:59pm PST
    • "Your money is gone, I already told you that, but yes, I'll take care of my baby. Since you happen to be carrying the baby, you'll benefit from it as well" he grumbled. He didn't even want to look at her much right now (NT) -- Hudson, Sat, Dec 04 2004, 11:01pm PST

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• eyes of a fallen angel -- c a d e e , Sat, Dec 04 2004, 9:16pm PST
  cold, delicate fingers slowly slipped away from his skin as she listened, her hand retreating back to the table before her sullen bodice. "...i have no reason to not understand." cadee said truthfully, icy blue eyes finding the table once again. eyes fell down to her lap as she studied the thin dress that clothed her bodice. cadee moved a slender hand down to her thigh as she pulled the dress down as far as she could, trying to cover up more of her skin. she figured he had noticed the moments when cadee seemed to leave the mortal world, and descend into her mind, seeking nothing in particular. her cocaine addiction had bestowed this upon her. yet it only last for a few moments, nothing more. cadees mind was of the arts. very complex and intellegent, he would discover this soon if he hadnt already. art motivated her and captivated her, yet at the same time, puzzled her. he'd soon see. thoughts wheeled in cadees head as she pondered on her recent decision. moving. perhaps it was a prayer answered. no more cheating with her 'landlord'. she would move out, and she wouldnt have to do the things she did with the 'landlord' to keep her abode alive. no more repeated rituals every other day when the clock struck 12 at night. her 'landlord' had had a key to her door just to force her every other night. but he had no key to her heart. cadee kept it all in her head, and now it was over. she had a savior. salem.
  

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• [[[[[Cadee Here We Are]]]]] -- Salem, Mon, Nov 29 2004, 8:08pm PST
  [o]He looked at her, and her saddness seemed to sweep over him.[o]"I want to know about you... but you don't have to share anything that you don't want to Cadee.. I won't pry."[o] And he wouldn't, because he knew what it was like to have someone pry into your life when you had no desire to tell them anything. It had angered him so much when people who had no right to know were trying to get into his head and learn everythign about him when he wanted t to kepe it to himself.[o]
  

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  • eyes of a fallen angel -- c a d e e, Tue, Nov 30 2004, 1:58pm PST
    • [o]Dark Secrets Whispered[o] -- Salem, Tue, Nov 30 2004, 7:18pm PST
      • eyes of a fallen angel -- c a d e e, Wed, Dec 01 2004, 6:30pm PST
        • [o]Dark Secrets Whispered[o] -- Salem, Wed, Dec 01 2004, 10:13pm PST
          • eyes of tragedy -- c a d e e, Thu, Dec 02 2004, 10:36am PST
            • [o]Dark Secrets Whisered[o] -- Salem, Thu, Dec 02 2004, 9:42pm PST
              • eyes of tragedy -- c a d e e, Fri, Dec 03 2004, 1:29pm PST
                • [o]Dark Secrets Whispered[o] -- Salem, Sat, Dec 04 2004, 3:19pm PST
                  • eyes of a fallen angel -- c a d e e, Sat, Dec 04 2004, 9:10pm PST

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• -- Reilly, Sat, Dec 04 2004, 9:00pm PST
  I walk this empty street
  On the Blvd. of broken dreams
  Where the city sleeps
  And I'm the only one
  
  
  
  a hand was raised from pocket as dainty form moved towards the stairs - brushing lengthening dark hair from face. It'd been awhile since he'd acutally ventured outside, noting the cold from first step out his door. Scrawny form of the young man was clad simply in a pair of jeans - a bit too tight for his particular body type but easily pulled off - a pair of scuffed converse tredding dark asphalt as he walked. Upper body was hidden easily by a simple vintage tee, a worn petty type coat keeping pale skin from the cold - a dark scarf wrapped loose around neck. As time wore on around his apartment his apperance had changed - his need for a haircut was growing near - blonde roots protruding, contrasting with the pitch black of the boys dyed hair. But his hair and his clothes were the least of his worries at this point - his music was his main focus...
  

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• -- Reath, Fri, Dec 03 2004, 9:40pm PST
  [x]So, he had been looking for Salem for over a week now and still had not managed to find the stupid man. He owuldn't answer his cell, or any of the messages he left him, and Reath had no idea where he was staying. He knew Salem was in this city, he just din't know where, and he couldn't believe not a single person knew that a huge movie star was in their midst. He shook his head in disbelif as he pretty much flung himself into a vacant chair. He was dressed in a pair of tailored slacks, dark red shirt, with an unbuttoned suit jacket. His black tie was loosened, and he had undone the first couple of buttons on his shirt. His normally perfect hair was slighty in disorder, and his handsome face bore a frown. he was having a horrid time in this place and wanted to head back to L.A. where he knew the scene.[x]
  

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  • tall lithe femme wandered into the lodge, using a delicate hand to cover the yawn escaping from her full lips. another long day just standing around in heels did take its toll after awhile. almost raven locks were loose, strap of black gucci bag tangled amongst it. she spotted a couch, and grabbed it before anyone else could get their hands on it. she immediately proceeded to take off matching heels, then sighed. tanned hand reached into bag to retrieve bottle of water. just as she did, she noticed angry male. "Do you need some help?" she offered him, speaking quietly in her exotic, alluring accent. astrid was quiet, but when she spoke, everyone listened to her. (NT) -- Astrid, Fri, Dec 03 2004, 9:52pm PST
  • [x]Silver gaze moved to fix on the attractive female.[x]"Not unless you can point me in the direction of Salem McCartney."[x]Watch, she was probably like the rest of them not knowing who that was. Though if you paid attention to the magazines at all, or watched any of the big movies from the past three years you would know who Salem was. He had figured they would all know about his stay in rehab for heroin addiction.. but appparently not. He sighed ot himself. Leave it to him to lose Hollywood's hottest young actor. He groaned and rubbed his eyes, he was going to fet fired if he didn't find the idiot.[x] (NT) -- Reath, Fri, Dec 03 2004, 9:56pm PST
  • (NT) -- Rar, Fri, Dec 03 2004, 10:02pm PST
  • she took a leisurely sip of the water bottle in her hand, then answered. "Aha! The one and only Salam McCartney." musical laugh left full lips, as dark optics glanced over male's frame. "You lost him, didn't you? And you're going to get fired if you don't find him." she remembered salem, but doubted he remembered her. she was, after all, just one of the five models hired to do that clothing ad a couple of months ago. (NT) -- Astrid, Fri, Dec 03 2004, 10:07pm PST
  • [x]He nodded.[x]"Yes...the little fuck left rehab and escaped away to here and won't answer his phone. His manager is going off the hook wanting to know what the hell he is doing, and whether he is gonna come back to work."[x]He stopped and looked at her.[x]"You look familar..."[x]Which annoyed him, because he made it a point to remember anyone they came itno contact with, or did jobs with, or Salem slept with in case there was a pay off needed to keep the woman quiet or get her off Salem's back. Ah.. the job of the assistant, sometimes he wanted to say screw them all and leave.[x] (NT) -- Reath, Fri, Dec 03 2004, 10:11pm PST
  • amused smirk graced petite features, and she laughed softly to herself. "Yes, he is a bit of a fuck sometimes." he'd been terrible during the shoot, constantly stopping just because he felt like it. "I am probably familiar because I was one of the models in that Marc Jacobs ad. The one where Salem caused it to be 4 fours overdue because he didn't feel like working. Yeah, remember that?" (NT) -- Astrid, Fri, Dec 03 2004, 10:25pm PST
  • [x]Ahh.. so she had been one of the models on that disasterous photo shoot. The numerous breaks had been so Salem could stop for a cigerette or go shoot up. He almost sighed with relief at the thought that the boy had finally gone and gotten help for his addiction. Maybe life would be easier now, becuase he certainly hadn;'t been hard ot deal with before he had gotten messed up in that stuff.[x] "I remember oyu now.."[x]He smirked softly.[x]" That was a horrible day. How you ladies stood it I don't know."[x] (NT) -- Reath, Fri, Dec 03 2004, 10:28pm PST
  • they got paid heaps more than they originally had been promised, that's how they had stood it. "It's all part of the job description. I didn't really mind it. It's not like my job is hard to begin with." she laughed as she remembered the amusing day. "I remember you too....running around in the background, freaking out over Salem, yelling into the cell of yours. Between you and Salem, I was laughing the whole time." femme grinned cheekily, delicate hand reaching up to fiddle with a strand of dark hair. (NT) -- Astrid, Fri, Dec 03 2004, 10:37pm PST

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• 3 Extremes -- Trin, Fri, Dec 03 2004, 7:56pm PST
  

  Trin shrugged off her jacket and hung it along with many other coats and scarfs on the avaliable hooks. Scanning the Lodge, she found an empty love seat and picked up a magazine on her way. With a content sigh of bordem, she flipped through the magazine and found an interesting article about the trails and tribulatons of today's top models. She smiled and was glad that she didn't have to wear 6 inch heels to have a career. Name: Trinity Gender: Female Age: 18 Height: 5’6” Personality: She is ambitious, street smart, and a bit unpredictable. Her love lies in the animals and outdoors, and she never much cared for the city. Moved by: Trin

  
  

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• Your eyes are like starlight now -- Kye Anderson, Wed, Dec 01 2004, 10:38am PST
  It was a strange sight to behold, to any who didn't know them personally... The large, built football player, reaching around 6'3, tossing the soft football to a young boy of around 5... he was the image of his father, already tall for his age... and then the toddler, wrapped in a red snowsuit, whose dark skin and dark eyes matched his fathers perfectly. To see such laughing and joking from a man who could look so imposing and hard... it wasn't anything that had ever played on his mind.
  
  
  His leg was still kinda stiff these days, especially in the winter when it was so cold... but he bore the pain well... and wouldn't let it come between playing with his boys. His angel was running late, he was beginning to worry- the darkness drew in earlier these days, but the boys seemed pretty well occupied.
  

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  • She'd gotten a craving for popcorn chicken on her way here so, of course, she'd had to turn around and head to the other side of town to find a KFCC that she wasn't exactly sure RD had even had. After a bit of driving around and jamming to some quality 80's music that Kye couldn't stand, she had found her much desired chicken and was still actually popping some into her mouth as she made her way up the sidewalk - careful not to slip as she was known to do - towards her little family. Well, not so little these days, but still. A smile decorated her pretty face as she watched Kye, she knew his leg had to be acting up but he would never deny the boys when they wanted to toss the football around. (NT) -- Ceci, Wed, Dec 01 2004, 10:47am PST
  • Kane started off towards her but quickly his unsure steps found him tumbled in the snow. Kye plucked him up and lifted him up into his arms, such a long way up for the little boy that he made him laugh. A smirk tugged at the mans strong features and he glanced over to to her approaching "Hey angel... you been gone a long time..." His gaze dropped to the chicken, about the same times Kiers did., and he smirked as the boy ran to meet her for his share of it (NT) -- Kye, Wed, Dec 01 2004, 10:56am PST
  • She held up the chicken over her head, shaking her head at her little boys jumping to get it. "This is mommy's!" She scolded playfully before she reached into her messenger bag and pulled out a little box for the kids. "Here, you can have the toy when your done eating." She grinned lightly, leaning down to drop a loving kiss to Kier's head before she smirked, steadying herself on the icey sidewalk. "Go on inside and get warm baby, Mommy will come in and get you a drink in a minute." It was amazing, how easily they had settled into this whole family thing - not only settled into it, but flourished at it. Kye was an incredable father and Ceci was just a natural mom... (NT) -- Ceci, Wed, Dec 01 2004, 11:13am PST
  • He headed to her side and scooped her up easily, dropping a kiss to her lips. The pair looked so perfectly contrasting... her angelic face, blonde hair, pale skin and sweet expression, matched perfectly with his dark skin, his size and intimidating appearence... but they worked perfectly together, after everything. "No fallin' down today?" He flashed her a charming grin, cocking a brow to her as he carried her up the steps with the boys racing ahead. He could never have imaged he'd be so happy in family life. (NT) -- Kye, Wed, Dec 01 2004, 11:58am PST
  • She grinned lightly, popping a piece of chicken into his mouth before she pressed a cool kiss to his lips - a grin on her face. "I'll share with you." At his questions, she shook her head - letting out a soft breath. "No falling, the doctor said I got to be really careful because if I fall it could hurt the babies." She stated softly, resting her head against his shoulder. "I love you." She stated absently, popping another piece of chicken into her mouth as she yawned softly. She got so tired so easily, it was ridiculous but she was starting to get used to it - this being her third pregnancy and all. (NT) -- Ceci, Wed, Dec 01 2004, 12:03pm PST
  • He smirked slightly, chewing at the chicken as he gazed at her, not even setting her down once they were inside the warmth of the logde. "I can see I'm gonna be carrying you round everywhere till they are born." He still couldn't quite believe they were having twins... two at seperate times seemed hard enough work, but two together? Still... they were getting to be pro's at this parenting thing... he knew they could handle it. "I love you too Angel... Here..." He settled her down in the couch and brushed a kiss to the top of her head "YOu sit down here and I'll get the boys their drinks... you want anything?" (NT) -- Kye, Wed, Dec 01 2004, 12:17pm PST
  • "Just until the ice melts." She grinned lightly, settling back into the couch as she let out a soft breath - cuddling back willingly into the soft cushions. Her smile softened as her youngest son climbed up into her lap to snuggle - he was a mama's boy through and through while Kier - their oldest - well, his daddy was his hero. "Milk would be great, thanks Kye." She smiled sweetly at him before she snuggled her little boy to her lovingly - just chatting to him quietly. (NT) -- Ceci, Wed, Dec 01 2004, 12:20pm PST
  • Kier followed him though tot he kitchen to help him with the drinks, talking animatedly about football and his future abitions, while Kye listened easily, grinning a touch... he was so proud of his boys... and loved that Kier seemed to share his love of football- had taken him to his first game when he turned four, and it'd become tradition for them to go now every season. "Here kiddo... take this to your brother " He handed him the sippy cup as and he himself carried the other two glasses through, for Kier and Ceci. (NT) -- kye, Wed, Dec 01 2004, 12:36pm PST
  • She let out a soft breath, a smile playing on her lips as the babies started moving - her hand going to run over the gentle swell as her husband came back into the room. She waited until he was right back at her side before she leaned up to let him sit down behind her - allowing her to lean onto him. "Did you take a pain pill?" She questioned quietly, her hand going to his upper leg, just resting there. (NT) -- Ceci, Wed, Dec 01 2004, 12:45pm PST
  • He nods as he eases down intot he couch, extending his sore leg carefully. "Yeah... 'bout an hour ago..." They did little to help him though- even perscribed by the doctor, he usually didn't even bother taking them. "You get your shopping done?" (NT) -- Kye, Wed, Dec 01 2004, 1:04pm PST
  • She nodded a bit, her brow cocked. "I got the kids mostly done, just waiting for a couple things for you to come with me to get the rest. Maybe Brandy will watch them when we go. Then, I got most of your stuff but there is still one thing I want to get." She grinned gently, shifting to press a kiss to his lips. She brushed her hand down his jaw briefly before she settled down on the couch and sipped at her milk. It was just such a domestic situation and she loved it. (NT) -- Ceci, Wed, Dec 01 2004, 1:13pm PST

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• Pulled from the wreckage of your silent reverie.. -- Erin, Tue, Nov 30 2004, 7:11pm PST
  It was an awkward question for her, and the almost mousey brunette tried her best at a smile, but it came out crooked, like a swatch of red paint across a pale canvas, something supposed to be a thin line that because a slash, misdirected, misguided, like her smile. "I've been alright."
  

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  • lips pursed a moment at that - crossing arms for a moment as he watched the pair...sighing lightly Been awhile...huh? his head tilted lightly to watch the small girl - a spitting image of her mother - with a few features that seemed all too familure (NT) -- Talon, Tue, Nov 30 2004, 7:14pm PST
  • She nodded a little bit, sitting the baby up on her lap easily and tilting her head back to get a look at him, her inquisitive cocoa eyes focused on him. "It's been over a year.." She nodded a bit - their lives had definitely taken different turns, she could tell that much. (NT) -- Erin, Tue, Nov 30 2004, 7:18pm PST
  • he cleared his throat a moment - watching the pair for a moment longer before tilting his head back to her - dark gaze focused on her Whats her name? it was just a simple question - all for curiosity's sake (NT) -- Talon, Tue, Nov 30 2004, 7:24pm PST
  • She let a smile fall across her features - this was something that she COULD talk freely and happily about - her daughter, the bright spot in her life. "Alcina - it's greek for princess." (NT) -- Erin, Tue, Nov 30 2004, 7:29pm PST

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• What's it been, almost a decade? It still smarts like it was four minutes ago.. we only influenced each other totally.. we only bruised each other even more so.. -- Ace, Sun, Nov 21 2004, 7:04am PST
  When you were living in a crowded house, cramming yourself and your two children into a tiny room at your friends' already-too-full apartment it wasn't hard to mask the way that you felt. The change that you felt. Peter, the astute five year old that followed close at his mother's heels while she entered the lodge, chubby blonde babygirl on one arm, had noticed the difference about the way his mommy was acting though. The sombre little boy had inquired about it earlier and been met with a rebuke of "mommy's lonely, honey, that's all". It wasn't easy to watch a marriage that had been carefully constructed over five years just crumble before your very eyes. And she wasn't being slow about the divorce papers coming along either. She knew that whatever had been between them was unreparable now, and there was no use in trying.
  Aislinn, the tiny blonde on her hip reached for her mother's hair, fisting her wet, grummy fingers in her mother's long waves of blonde, and instead of scolding her, her mother turned her face against the child's fingers to press her lips there, a small smile playing across her features. Her children - they were her life now. She really had no other option..
  
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  • It wasn't healthy to just have your kids be your life, you had to have adult interaction and if you didn't evantually you would just go crazy. At the moment, the professional looking young blonde was looking not to professional as he dropped his bag onto the floor - the contents still wet - and shivered his way to the fire that someone had turned on. For some reason, he though it would be fun to take an almost winter surf but at the cold water he had been harshly reminded that he wasn't as young and robust as he used to be. He shivered lightly, clad now in a hoodie and sweats, and still freezing cold... (NT) -- Gabe, Sun, Nov 21 2004, 8:23am PST
  • The dark haired little boy with her seated himself on the nearest couch, turning on a kid's science show - he wasn't much for cartoons, and ruffling his hair lightly, his mother went on by him to the kitchen to get an arrowroot cookie for Aislinn. She passed by the spot where Gabe was oblivious to his presence until she returned, Ais chewing on the cookie, getting mushy cookie guts all over the place. She paused for a moment, letting a brief smile flutter across her thin lips. "Hey.." (NT) -- Ace, Sun, Nov 21 2004, 10:39am PST
  • He cocked a brow at the mushy cookie covered child, before he grinned up at Ace. "Hey hotshot....I am realizing I am getting old or we were just nuts when we were kids, cuz that water is fuc-freaking freazing this time of year." He caught himself before his obscenity slipped, he knew his own child was at that stage where he repeated everything and his sister was none to impressed with the toddler referring to her as 'bitch' without even knowing what it meant. (NT) -- Gabe, Wed, Nov 24 2004, 9:48pm PST
  • She smirked a little bit and shook her head idly. "Now now, easy on the potty mouth." Aislinn began to put up a bit of a fuss, reaching her arms toward Peter who was engrossed on some sort of special on dinosaur bones. "Alright, alright.." She mumbled, letting the girl down and closely watching her unsteady steps as she did her best to run to her brother, presenting him with a soggy half of her cookie. "Eh, when it meant what it meant to us, then we did it because it was all we knew how to do." Without turning her back on the kids, she perched herself on the edge of the chair on which he sat, close enough to be almost uncomfortable. (NT) -- Ace, Wed, Nov 24 2004, 10:03pm PST
  • He almost tugged her into his lap just out of habit but managed to stop himself with just her hand on her ankle. Clearing his throat, he dropped it to the side of the chair briefly. "I try - you know - but it just slips sometimes and Zee is always dropping some four letter word or another." He grinned sheepishly before he sighed, leaning back. "Whatcha up to, darlin'?" (NT) -- Gabe, Wed, Nov 24 2004, 10:08pm PST
  • "Being a mommy.. I'm kinda trying to find a place, y'know? It's not so easy to find something affordable though. Things are getting too crowded in the Brown house." She helped out where she could, and Mia and her shared the majority of the chores, but it will still too crazy. She wanted some normalcy for her children. (NT) -- Ace, Wed, Nov 24 2004, 10:13pm PST
  • His brow furrowed at that, his eyes going to hers. "How are you going to afford a place and stay at home with your kids? You can't stay in one of those shitty little holes in the wall they call apartments over the south side either, thats not the place you want your kids." He hated worrying about her and thats all he did. Even though she had been the one to leave him, break his heart and marry someone else - have someone else's children - she was still 'that' girl in his life and he was always looking out for her or thinking about her. (NT) -- Gabe, Wed, Nov 24 2004, 10:27pm PST
  • "I guess we'll have to become hobos then, and travel around, I'll do surfing tricks for money, and we'll sleep on the beach." She smirked a little bit, amused and heart-warmed by what she was acutely aware was concern in his voice. "Come on, Gabey-baby, I looked after myself for this long, we'll be okay." (NT) -- Ace, Wed, Nov 24 2004, 10:34pm PST
  • He growled lightly, shaking his head as he looked up at her with a furrowed brow. "Thats silly, you can live with us." He stated seriously, not even thinking about it before he said it - but he really did mean it. (NT) -- Gabe, Wed, Nov 24 2004, 10:38pm PST
  • She raised a brow, leaning back and taking her eyes off of her kids long enough to fix him with an almost-shocked looking stare, her brow furrowing lightly. "That's not a very good idea, Gabe, I don't think." So she was still nursing some hurt feelings about him turning down her kisses on the beach that one night, so she could hold a grudge until she died... (NT) -- Ace, Wed, Nov 24 2004, 10:40pm PST
  • He frowned softly, his brow furrowed. "Why not?" He questioned, his head tilted to the side. "There's absolutely no chance of you going back with your ex-husband...he is your ex now, right?" He questioned, his brow furrowed a bit as he watched her - not liking her shocked appearance. (NT) -- Gabe, Wed, Nov 24 2004, 10:44pm PST
  • She frowned a little at his furrowed brow, reaching forward to smooth the wrinkles out of his tanned skin. "Papers are still being processed, but he's well on the way to becoming that..." She paused for a moment, trying to compose her thoughts, her words. "I just... there's too much room for heartache, Gabe. That's all I'm saying." (NT) -- Ace, Wed, Nov 24 2004, 10:48pm PST
  • "Why? I just want to take care of you...." he stated softly, his eyes drifting down to the kids. "It's a house, with a big backyard and its right by the school, it would be great for the kids and you could have a room all the way on the other side away from mine if it would make you feel more comfortable..." He frowned softly, biting back the words that he had never induced heartache on her before, why would he start now? She did it to herself and him before... (NT) -- Gabe, Wed, Nov 24 2004, 10:54pm PST
  • She tipped her head as she looked down at him - she'd never been one to resist his puppy eyes. A long sigh let out of her. "I'll mess things up..." She smoothed her thumbs again across his forehead. "I'll destroy whatever semblance of a friendship that we'll manage to forge. You know me, right? The major fuck up." (NT) -- Ace, Wed, Nov 24 2004, 11:06pm PST
  • He frowned softly, drawing her hand down to place a warm kiss to the palm. "I would like to think we already have a friendship, Acey..." He murmured softly before he winked teasingly. "Hey, language check on you, doll." The usual boyish grin crossed his lips before he leaned farther back into the chair. "I think we could make it work, and it would be good for Zee to have other kids around that were close to his age - he doesn't socialize much and he's so shy." He ran a hand over his shorter hair, his lips pursed. "I think it could be good for all of us..." He just really wanted her with him for some reason, he had never gotten over it and he was begining to believe he never would. (NT) -- Gabe, Wed, Nov 24 2004, 11:15pm PST
  • She knew exactly how this would go - she would move in, they would be good friends and then she would ruin it, exactly like she had the first time - it would hurt him, it would hurt her, it would hurt the kids. "I really don't know, Gabe..." But his warm breath on her palm was enought to convince her otherwise, that was certain enough. She glanced over to her own kids, Aislinn sat under the crook of Peter (NT) -- No name, Wed, Nov 24 2004, 11:29pm PST
  • 's arm, paying rapt attention to the science show. The young woman let her eyes slide shut for a moment. "I really don't know.." (NT) -- Ace, Wed, Nov 24 2004, 11:30pm PST
  • He sighed softly, his brow furrowed "We could make it work." He repeated again. "Come on Ace, it would be great for both of us. I need someone to watch Zee while I am at work, you need somewhere to stay. It would be a secure, stable enviroment for your kids and god knows they need that after all this moving and stuff. You could get another dog, something big and warm like that old mutt of yours was..." He frowned softly, his lips brushing over her knuckles before he set down her hand. "Just...give it a chance...give us a chance." Their friendship, of course, was what he meant there. Of course. (NT) -- Gabe, Wed, Nov 24 2004, 11:35pm PST
  • She really wanted to just give in to what he was offering - it sounded better already than what she had subjected herself to for the last five years. She narrowed her eyes lightly, pursed her lips and watched him for a moment. "I really want to.." Her voice was soft and distant, her attention focused on the feel of where his lips had just been on her hand. (NT) -- Ace, Wed, Nov 24 2004, 11:41pm PST
  • He smiled softly, squeezing her knee softly before he shifted on the couch to draw her down to sit on the cushion next to him - so they were now closer to eye level. "So go with it...come on, what happened to the old girl I knew? The one who was willing to give everything and anything a try? Who could accomplish anything when she put her mind to it?" He shifted a bit to brush back her hair, his brow furrowed a bit as he tilted his head and gazed at her. "I kinda miss that girl a bit, my partner in crime...." (NT) -- Gabe, Wed, Nov 24 2004, 11:49pm PST
  • "It's different when you have two little beings depending on you. I can't let them down, Gabe.. I've already disappointed them enough." She pursed her lips and let out a long sigh, her inquisitive cobalts watching him closely all the while. "I miss that girl too, but we're parents now and that's something totally different." (NT) -- Ace, Thu, Nov 25 2004, 12:00am PST
  • "So let me help you not disappoint them anymore..." He murmured softly, his eyes moving down onto her with a deep love and an undying care of her. Somethings, not even time coud erase. "You know I would treat them just like they were my own, you don't have to worry about that..." He stated softly, still oh so honest. "I love kids in general, even more so them because they are yours...Besides, I am getting a little girl soon, she's so beautiful Ace, you should see her, and she'll need a woman around..." (NT) -- Gabe, Thu, Nov 25 2004, 12:07am PST
  • Her eyes trained then on his lips, their soft movements and her memories of just the way he tasted. There was no way that they could carry on a platonic relationship, not with how she felt lately, not with how he looked lately. She wet her lips and narrowed her eyes on his again. "If this happens, then it's strictly a partnership, a friendship thing... something we're doing because we need to." She didn't mean to sound harsh, but she did come across with that overtone. (NT) -- Ace, Thu, Nov 25 2004, 12:17am PST
  • He cocked a brow at that, he had just told her that he would accept her children as his own and then she growls at him like this. He shrugged it off though, just nodding."Alright, whatever you say." He stated, his brow furrowed a little as he watched her. "When do you want to move in?" There was no sense in beating around the bush or lavishing her with some lyrical prose, she was obviously just about the nitty gritty of things and he could play that hand too he supposed..... (NT) -- Gabe, Thu, Nov 25 2004, 12:21am PST
  • She frowned a little at his uptight manner - he was supposed to understand this coming from her. "I don't mean to say that it's going to happen, Gabe, but.. I mean, we tried to be together before, and it didn't work out? I can't drag my kids into a relationship where they regard you as daddy and then we have another falling out. That's not fair to them, that'll be two that they've lost." Maybe she was being ridiculous in assuming that anything romantic would develop at all, but she just wanted to cover her bases here. (NT) -- Ace, Thu, Nov 25 2004, 12:25am PST
  • He frowned a bit, his brow furrowed in return. "What makes you assume that I am just going to jump into bed with you? Or not even that, want to jump back into a relationship? To be honest, sweetheart, you broke my heart enough times that I think I am a bit smarter then that. Even through that, though, I am trying to be a friend and look at you because thats what friends do. Remember that aspect? No matter how much shit we have all been through, everyone in our group has always looked out for each other and thats what I am trying to do. If you don't believe me, or trust me on that, then thats your issue." He growled lightly, running his hand over his short hair before he stood up and headed to grab a beer. (NT) -- Gabe, Sun, Nov 28 2004, 4:44pm PST
  • The way she had always assumed it to be was that she would always love him.. and she had assumed it would be the same for him, but she had been proven wrong. She sat on the edge of the chair, her hands in her lap, and let out a little breath, staring at the carpet, as though she didn't comprehend what had just happened, what he had just said, and what a fool she'd made out of herself. Truth was, she couldn't afford to turn down his offer, and he had always been a faithful, good, dependable friend for her. "Gabe.." she murmured, under her breath to noone in particular. (NT) -- Ace, Sun, Nov 28 2004, 4:46pm PST
  • ..and he would always love her but he wasn't going to be percieved as this whimpering mass of patheticness who was just waiting around to be with her again. It wasn't like that at all. He had gone on with his life and gotten his child, he built an amazing company from the ground up and he was proud of everything he had accomplished. He was in the kitchen now, leaning against the counter as he nursed a beer - a somewhat pouting expression on his face with one arm crossed over his chest. He hated fighting with her, but, as stated, he didn't want to be seen as just waiting for her. (NT) -- Gabe, Sun, Nov 28 2004, 4:52pm PST
  • She finally rose, stretching her lithe form out and casting a quick glance to make sure all was as it should have been with her children before she made her way into the kitchen, her hands tucked in the pockets of her jeans. She was like a sorry puppy coming back to it's master after she knew she'd done something wrong. "Look, I'm sorry Gabe.." (NT) -- Ace, Sun, Nov 28 2004, 5:00pm PST
  • He pursed his lips, his frown still deep and semi fierce as he took her in fro a long moment. After a long moment, he let out a low deep breth. "I didn't suggest this to get with you, Ace, I suggested it to help take care of you and your family until you can get back on your feet, understand?" he didn't mean to be harsh but he didn't want her accepting because she thought that something this could be a happily ever after or because he wanted to be with her. He just wanted everything to work out for the best for everyone, for her, for her kids, for him and for his kids - for everyone involved. (NT) -- Gabe, Sun, Nov 28 2004, 5:12pm PST
  • She nodded slowly, her hands still tucked in her pockets, her elbows locked so she pushed the waistband of her jeans down lower than they already were. A small part of her hoped or had hoped that he was using it as a tactic to get her back. She swallowed and blinked, and then looked up, nodding again. "The truth is Gabe, I can't afford to reject this proposal - in fact, I've been praying for something like this to happen since I moved out of Breckin's house. I just don't want everything to repeat itself, that's all." (NT) -- Ace, Sun, Nov 28 2004, 5:15pm PST
  • She was really setting him off now with all this negative talk and he was just getting more and more grumpy as she kept on talking. "Well don't worry about that." He growled lightly, running his hand down his face briefly before he finished off the beer and then tossed it away. "When do you want to move in?" He questioned, his brow furrowed gently as he let out a soft breath. He had no idea what he was getting into right now. -- Gabe, Sun, Nov 28 2004, 5:30pm PST
  • "Whenever is good for you is good for me." The best she could do now was imagine that he hadn't just gotten angry at her - imagine that she hadn't said any of those things and resume what she thought was "normal" - that was how she fixed all of her other problems anyways. She headed for the fridge herself, grabbing a can of Coke. "I'm sure that Mia is more than happy to get us out from underfoot." (NT) -- Ace, Sun, Nov 28 2004, 7:48pm PST
  • "Mia is just happy to have anyone around, I would be to if I lived with that guy." There was no secret that there was no love lost between Avery and a lot of people, the man had caused a lot of problems and broken a lot of hearts of the years but at least Gabe just generally tolerated hm no and didn't badmouth him to his sister - who ended up crying when he did, more of then not. "How about some time next week? Tuesdayish?" (NT) -- Gabe, Sun, Nov 28 2004, 7:59pm PST
  • She smirked a little bit at that - Bo had never done any wrong by her, though she couldn't speak for anyone else. Though she had thoroughly enjoyed feeling like she was a part of something - a part of a family if nothing else. She nodded a little bit and looked up at him, coke in hand and pressed her lips together. "I'll get Bo to help us move the stuff.. not that we have a ton.. but.. Gabe?.. Thank you." (NT) -- Ace, Sun, Nov 28 2004, 8:12pm PST
  • He nodded a bit at that, letting out a soft breath. "Yeah...no problem..." He smiled a bit, his hand lifting to brush the hair out of her eyes but he stopped himself, tucking his hands into his pockets. "Like I said...it will be good for Zee to have some friends around, you know?" He smiled a bit, letting out a soft breath. (NT) -- Gabe, Sun, Nov 28 2004, 8:18pm PST
  • She offered her best smile too - things couldn't be that bad. It would be like.. a giant family - it would be alright afterall. Without any regard to how awkward it would be or what the implications of it were, she leaned up, winding her arms around his neck goodnaturedly and pressing a kiss to his cheek. "Really though, you're my saviour." It had never been easy for her to take help that was offered, but she could classify herself as a full blown taker now. (NT) -- Ace, Sun, Nov 28 2004, 8:21pm PST
  • He gave her a quick hug before he tugged back gently and let out a soft breath. "Nah, just helping out for a bit, thats it." He grinned gently, winking gently. His brow furrowed as he cleared his throat, looking over at the kids. "How old are they?" (NT) -- Gabe, Sun, Nov 28 2004, 8:35pm PST
  • She followed his gaze toward them and nodded, "Ais is bordering on two, and Peter will be ready for school in the fall - he's five." She had gotten Peter shortly after she'd met and moved in with Breckin - she couldn't believe it was that long ago either. "We got him when he was a newborn... it's unreal to think that that much time has passed since.." Since she had been a part of the Cali crew? Since she had associated with people that weren't her children or Breckin? Yes.. (NT) -- Ace, Sun, Nov 28 2004, 8:38pm PST
  • He nodded a bit, his lips pursed as he thought things over. "So she's just a bit younger than Zee then." He smiled at that, nodding. His son was a little over two and still a bit shy in this new country with these new people - he still spoke more german then english but he was learning. "The little girl that I am getting, she's six months old now." (NT) -- Gabe, Sun, Nov 28 2004, 8:48pm PST
  • It was an interesting thought - thinking of another child coming into the house, an infant that he would be the father of, but she would not be the mother of. It was a strange feeling, but she couldn't explain the reasons. She nodded a little bit, smiling. "Ais is starting to get to the point where she wants to make sure that everyone hears what she says, so I am sure she wont be long bringing Zee out of his shell enough to tell her to shut up." (NT) -- Ace, Sun, Nov 28 2004, 8:50pm PST
  • He laughed lightly, shaking his head. "we are still working on his english, he might not understand anything that she is saying." He grinned a bit, running his hand over his head - relaxing now on the safe topic of their kids - current and future. (NT) -- Gabe, Sun, Nov 28 2004, 8:52pm PST
  • "He'll learn "shut up" quickly - if nothing else, Ais is exactly like me." She grinned a little bit, her hand dropping idly to her stomach - her little miracle child, almost exclusively made up of parts of her mother's personality, and physical attributes - it was like noone had made this baby except for her and her body alone. "What did you say you were going to call the little girl?" (NT) -- Ace, Sun, Nov 28 2004, 8:58pm PST
  • "Her name is Sanka. It's cuban or Spanish or something." He shrugged a bit, his lips pursed as he tilted his head to the side and smiled lightly. "What do you think, should I just leave it at Sanka?" (NT) -- Gabe, Sun, Nov 28 2004, 9:07pm PST
  • They were already a fairly ragtag crew as it was - Peter with his own mixed origins, Aislinn who was a tiny replica of her mother and Zee with his own foreign background. "I think you should leave it at Sanka." She nodded, and smiled up at him - maybe this wouldn't be too bad - it would be like the old days, before they had ever expressed an interest in one another, back when she was in absolute love with Zack and Gabe was just another Bo to her. (NT) -- Ace, Sun, Nov 28 2004, 9:10pm PST
  • He let out a smile and nodded at that. "Yeah, I think I will, it fits her - she's adorable, big thick blonde spiral curls and dark dark brown eyes. Absolutely beautiful." He sighed in contentment just thinking about how his perfect little family was growing - he couldn't really ask for more! (NT) -- Gabe, Sun, Nov 28 2004, 9:18pm PST
  • She took his arm, guiding him in toward the kids. "You'd better come and do this right then." She'd never formally introduced Gabe to the kids - Peter had asked about him when he'd seen her go off and talk to him in private, but she'd never actually initiated him properly into the kids. She sat down on the couch, taking the chubby little blonde girl up in her arms. "Guys, this is Gabe.. we're gonna stay with him for a while.. he has a son, you remember, right?" (NT) -- Ace, Sun, Nov 28 2004, 9:21pm PST
  • He smiled lightly at the kids, hanging back as if not to intimidate the child there before he held out a hand to the little boy. "Hey." (NT) -- Gabe, Sun, Nov 28 2004, 9:30pm PST

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• 3 Extremes -- Trinity, Fri, Nov 26 2004, 5:28pm PST
  

  Newcomer shrugged off her leather Harley-Davidson jacket to reaveal a tight white tank top and frayed jean shorts. Scuffed gym shoes knocked against the hardwood floor to a love seat. She sat at one end and picked up a magazine that she placed on her lap as she tied her hair up in a pony tail. Flipping through the magazize she left her legs uncrossed and slouched in the couch made for two. Name: Trinity Gender: Female Age: 18 Height: 5’6” Personality: She is ambitious, street smart, and a bit unpredictable. Her love lies in the animals and outdoors, and she never much cared for the city. Moved by: Trin

  
  

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• Precious & Rare -- Jewel, Thu, Nov 25 2004, 5:47pm PST
  She threw her jacket onto the chair revealing a soft green tank top. Her hip huggers were nice and tight. She sat down and yawned. She had just finished a nice da at work training her horse, Duchess, a fine palomino mare. She waved at some new people and entroduced herself, yet no boys. She had this thing where she felt more comfortable around boys than girls, she was dofferent and she liked it that way. Her golden locks fell over her face and she pushed them back behind peirced ears. She wore small hoop earings and I nice nekclace. her blue orbs sparkled as she watched the fire dance.
  

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• Just Lose It -- Hudson Knightly, Mon, Nov 22 2004, 9:03pm PST
  He sat on the steps leading to the lodge, his large frame easily making those steps inaccessable to those passing by. For now, they were his steps, and neither heaven or hell were going to make him move for someone else. Unless that someone else had legs that went on for miles and filled out their shirt in a most attractive mannor. The cold night air felt good as it played briskly over his skin. It was a cold he wasn't use to. It never got this cold down in Louisiana. But change was good. Very good indeed in his case. Taking the cigarette that hung between his lips, he flicked the butt casually out into the darkness, not caring where it landed or what became of it after that. His dark blue eyes narrowed as he sat there, and a tanned, scarred hand brushed a limp blond lock of hair off his forehead, keeping his vision clear. Always on the offensive, always alert.
  

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  • With the onset of the colder weather, Callum was more than ever, the protective, overbearing brother, and had bundled her up like some sort of infant. She'd gotten rid of the silly knit hat he'd made her wear, but it left it's evidence in her mussed red pixiecut, some of her hair plastered across her forehead, some sticking out to the side. She still sported the furry scarf and the mittens that he'd forced upon her, and a shred of the hat could be seen hanging out of the pocket of her heavy black wool peacoat. With freckles in place, splattered across her tiny turned up nose and a pair of jeans and sneakers covering the rest of her, her tiny frame looked more like a 12 year old than ever - her looks constantly betrayed her twenty years. She sighed, beginning to work at the buttons of the coat, shaking the cold out of her hair and her fingers. (NT) -- Ivy, Tue, Nov 23 2004, 12:00pm PST
    • her presence was noted and set aside, hardly something he was going to overly concern himself with. But it wasn't ignored. Despite the fact that he didn't find someone nearby terribly important, he still kept himself alert enough to realize that fact. She looked like a kid, and he didn't do kids. The law protected kids, and for a guy like him, all he had to do was say one wrong word and someone would be jumping all over him and beating him with said laws. Kids just weren't worth the trouble they could bring with them. (NT) -- Hudson, Tue, Nov 23 2004, 1:58pm PST
  • When it came down to it, she was in no aspects a kid - her tiny frame hidden under the bulky coat indicated that she didn't have much physically but that notion was erased as she pulled the jacket open, sliding it off of her narrow shoulders. Aside from the physical imposibilities of her being a kid, she'd gone through enough psychologically and emotionally to tide anyone over for the rest of their lifetime. She dropped her things inside of the door, not bothering to hang anything up, and wandered her way through the lodge. Of course she had to take the most inconvenient route and managed to stumble over his feet on her way by - nothing like making oneself known. (NT) -- Ivy, Wed, Nov 24 2004, 3:42pm PST

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• [[[[UP HERE SALEM!!]]]] -- c a d e e, Sat, Nov 20 2004, 1:40pm PST
  cadee listened carefully, not really finding a big problem in the matter. cadee had her own share of publicity back in new york. your foster ads that is. but that was all. and her wants for modeling. yet nothing more. cadee nodded slightly. introverted she was. which sterred her to be cautious in the matter. "...they wont hurt me, will they?" cadee spoke softly. so timidly. afraid of the world around her. and what it might mask. cadee had no problem whatsoever with hiding in the shadows of the world. she could hide from the press, and have no if ands or buts, and she'd be fine. well off. icy blue eyes gazed over at salem.
  

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  • [o]He shook his head.[o]"Oh no.. they wouldn't hurt you. Just take pictures of oyu is all...."[o] And write who knows what kind of magazine and newspaper articles abouit them. A waitress approached an he was quick to order just a hamburger and fries with a Coke,. He looked to her expectantly, just so that she would know he wanted her to get someting a well.[o] (NT) -- Salem, Sat, Nov 20 2004, 9:12pm PST
    • cadee nodded her head, understanding this. battered eyes peered up at the waitress. cadee spoke softly. "I'll have the same." she echoed, having no idea what to get for herself. not that she really cared though. food was food to cadee, she'd eat it, nonetheless. cadee watched the waitress flash a wiry grin at salem. cadees brow furrowed slightly as she watched the waitress walk away. "i think i can deal." she said softly, eyes beginning to peer over at salem once more. (NT) -- c a d e e, Mon, Nov 22 2004, 1:30pm PST
  • [o]He nodded.[o]"Good. (NT) -- No name, Tue, Nov 23 2004, 12:22pm PST
  • [o]He nodded.[o]"Good."[o]He settled back in his chair, glad to have that over and dealt with.[o]"So....where are you from?"[o]He asked, wanting to know about this girl that was going to be sharing his home with him. He brought a hand up to flick a stray strand of his shaggy brown hair out of his eyes. He should likely get it cut, but he enjoyed it this length.[o] (NT) -- Salem, Tue, Nov 23 2004, 12:24pm PST
    • cadee studied salem quietly, listening to his inquiry. cadee readjusted her hair momentarily and spoke softly once again. "..new york city." she said softly. thats where her hell began. way back there in new york. "..i lived there until i was eighteen." she admitted, icy blue eyes beginning to fall once more to the serenity of the diner. "..how about yourself?" cadee said soflty, implying on where he was born, and perhaps raised. unlike most northerners, cadee had respectable manners and an introverted attitude. just your modern day 'damsel in distress'. (NT) -- c a d e e, Tue, Nov 23 2004, 2:07pm PST
  • [o]His foot tapped gently to some beat in his head.[o]"I am from this little, small, insignificant town in New Jursey."[o]he shook his head, smirking bitterly.[o]"That's half the reason I got into drugs in the first place. L.A. was such a different world compared to where I came from.."[o]He noticed the waitress comign their way with their food.[o] (NT) -- Salem, Tue, Nov 23 2004, 8:10pm PST
    • cadee nodded, understanding his points. life had been rough for her as well, and her understood most things about having it rough. including drugs. "i just got with drugs because they helped me.." cadee paused briefly. "so i thought." cadee shook her head. "...ive had.." she paused, breaking slowly, trying to finish her words without tripping over remorse memories. "...trouble my whole life." she figured he was curious about her origins, and how life crashed so devistatingly on her. cadee began to stare down at the floor behind him, icy blue gaze almost in a trance. flashbacks occured. the same occured everyday of her forbidden life. (NT) -- c a d e e, Wed, Nov 24 2004, 9:57am PST

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  Solid gold sunshine and a silver moon
  She ain't too familiar with a plastic spoon
  And the people sing
  Welcome to the world
  -- Bryani, Tue, Nov 16 2004, 7:48pm PST
  Two more weeks, and classes would be over, and then another week and a half and exams would be over, and then she was on her way home, thank goodness. She was badly in need of some good family time and was definitely looking forward to being surrounded by people around the clock. It wasn't in her personality to be so isolated from everything, but the more time she spent here, the more convinced she was becoming that it wasn't just that she wasn't getting out and meeting people, it was more that everyone here seemed to have their own lives and their own routines, and no one was looking for any changes. She didn't fit in anywhere. For someone who had always been so optimistic - despite all the tragedies she had already experienced in her short life - it was definitely a change to be feeling so negative about all that she had going on. Yet again, the thought crossed her mind that maybe she would be better off just transferring to a school back on the Island, but she wasn't a quitter and outwardly cringed at the thought of giving up after only a couple months. Lips gently pursed and a furrow to her brows that didn't suit her delicate features, she strolled slowly up the path to the lodge and then made her way in - a quiet sigh of relief escaping her at the instant warmth that hit. Just a thin black long-sleeved tee fit to her torso - tiny hot pink stars spread out randomly - and faded jeans to her hips, she was a little chilly outside but perfectly content inside. It wasn't quite as cold that night anyway, thanks to the cloud cover that had rolled in and the fact that the rain that was threatening to fall had yet to start...
  
  
  

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  • slow insanity -- Matthew Collier , Sat, Nov 20 2004, 9:02pm PST
    • She had been trying to enjoy the solitude - if she couldn't find people to be around, she figured, then she might as well learn to love to be alone - but couldn't help the way her features brightened ever-so-slightly when she heard the footsteps on their way up the stairs. Trying to avoid looking lonely, or desperate, or just too interested in the newcomer, she only glanced up when he entered, smiled, and then dropped her gaze back to the television that she was unenthusiastically channel-surfing through. When he spoke though, she looked up again and her smile brightened a little - she was definitely a social person, try as she might to pretend that she wasn't. "Welcome to Party Central." Her tone was teasing and her smile wry, but not the least bit unwelcoming. (NT) -- Bryani, Mon, Nov 22 2004, 6:24pm PST
      • So it was as he'd expected. Rather empty and none too exciting. Well at least he wasn't alone in that place. He offered a smile in response. Wow, it's good thing you pointed it out. I might have missed it. He teased back, his eyes flickering from her and to the TV. Nothing of interest on. Though that wasn't anything new. He took a few more steps into the place, figuring she wasn't too crazy or anything to that effect. Besides, he was still hungry. Food could wait a moment. He hadn't felt so social and a while and he was going to take advantage. I'm Matt Might as well introduce himself rather than standing there looking like an idiot. Not that he didn't do that well enough. (NT) -- Matthew , Mon, Nov 22 2004, 8:03pm PST
  • "This place is dull." She stated with a soft sigh of disgust, shoulders slouching just a fraction, before she remembered herself. Sitting up straighter again and smiling once more - she really wasn't such a pessimistic person, just a little worn out with the solitude these days. "Bryani. You can call me Bry. Nice to meet you..." She linked her fingers together and nestled herself down a little deeper into the couch - her features remaining bright. She just loved to socialize. "New here?" (NT) -- Bry, Tue, Nov 23 2004, 6:03pm PST
    • Is it that obvious? He assumed it was. Though he was trying to adjust as best he could around there. That was easier said than done. Nice to meet you to though. It was then there was another sign from his stomach that he'd come here for a purpose. He looked around a bit, spotting exactly where his destination was. Anything good to eat around here? He asked a little hopeful. If not, he'd be stuck searching out some place. He really wasn't up for that one tonight. And it seemed she knew a lot more about that place than he did. You couldn't argue with that. (NT) -- Matthew , Tue, Nov 23 2004, 6:38pm PST

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• It isn’t easy living up for everyone to see -- Talon Gensert, Sun, Nov 14 2004, 8:20pm PST
  just another day - same old thing. It had been a gift from his parents for his 19th birthday - the fully restored 1969 mustang fastback, which had been an object of his desire for as long as he could remember - his grandfather had owned one...almost identical to the one he now held the keys too. The sleek green machine was settled easily into the farthest spot - lanky form easily climbing out - keys shoved deep into the confines of dark pockets as tennis shoes scuffed lightly against the pavement - pulling the man closer to his destination with each determined step. He was on his own now - his own place, his own life, his own job...the one that he had in fact earned for himself - his parents weren't stepping in anymore. This life was his...and for a 19 year old kid he was making the most of it
  

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  • The young brunette was not a stranger to this place, in fact this had been "the place" that had changed her life, it seemed - the birthplace of the infant girl that she played with now, rattling a Cookie Monster plush rattle over her head, just out of reach of her tiny fingers; it had been the place where she'd found her husband, and the site of her wedding - it was also the place where she lived her worst nightmare some nights. You'd have to take the good with the bad, though, she'd told herself, and so she trudged along, in her daily cell, escaping here once in a while, to get a little bit of quiet. (NT) -- Erin, Sun, Nov 14 2004, 8:26pm PST
  • a soft sigh was given as he finally pulled himself up the stairs - dropping hands into pocket of hoodie as he moved indoors - head ducked lightly to allow hair to fall from its original position - cascading to hide dark eyes. (NT) -- Talon, Sun, Nov 14 2004, 8:37pm PST
  • She looked up to see the source of the falling closed of the door but wished that she hadn't. She wanted to duck and cover into a foxhole like someone on the wasteland of war but was instead frozen in place badly enough that the only thing she could do was turn her head and hope that he didn't see her. She was an unmistakable figure though - even despite having had a child, she still looked fantastic, and maintained her figure of youth. It was the baby herself that she worried about. (NT) -- Erin, Sun, Nov 14 2004, 8:43pm PST
  • he had in fact seen her - but chose not to ignore it - but to leave it what it was. After what had happened things had just fallen apart and he was left on his own at a young age trying to figure out what in the hell he had done wrong. The baby though was what caught his eye - setting his jaw a moment while watching the child...nodding lightly to its mother though not raising his eyes to meet hers (NT) -- Talon, Sun, Nov 14 2004, 8:47pm PST
  • She didn't see the nod because she'd already turned her attention back to Alcina and was trying to block out his face. Despite her determination not to talk to him, not to see him, her spine had stiffened and every footstep that she heard behind her she imagined to be him, coming to demand the truth about the baby she sat with on her lap. (NT) -- Erin, Sun, Nov 14 2004, 8:51pm PST
  • he shifted lightly - a deep frown creasing features as he watched. He couldn't believe how things had worked out - they were so perfect in highschool..and then things happened and as quickly as it had begun - it had ended. He had to admit still at times he missed the company...not just her - but just the company in general (NT) -- Talon, Sun, Nov 21 2004, 7:48pm PST
  • She let out a long breath and continued to shake the plush blue toy for the baby. Maybe coming here hadn't been such a great idea afterall. You couldn't hide your secrets forever, especially when they started to walk and talk. Luckily, this one did neither, but did have a very distinctive cry which would never be masked as a cough or a dog barking. She swallowed heavily and waited. (NT) -- Erin, Sun, Nov 21 2004, 7:56pm PST
  • a hand moved to brush through dark hair - moving forward with a glass of water in his hand - better to live and let old news die. A smile was offered to her - tilting his head a moment She yours? (NT) -- Talon, Sun, Nov 21 2004, 7:59pm PST
  • It was a fleeting bit of hope - she could pass Alcina off as a babysitting charge, but he would get suspicious when he saw her everywhere, baby in tow, and years later when the child was grown, still clinging at the young girl's shirttails. She looked up plaintively. "Yes." That was all she said - if he did the math he could figure out that the child wasn't only hers. (NT) -- No name, Sun, Nov 21 2004, 8:02pm PST
  • a light smile was offerend - unfortunatly the 19 year old's mind didn't work as expected - he knew it took 2 to make a baby but it never crossed his mind that it could have been his...afterall - he went with her to the clinic - there was no doubt in his mind that the baby wasn't his Shes cute... (NT) -- Talon, Sun, Nov 21 2004, 8:06pm PST
  • She offered up a smile, she didn't know whether to be relieved or disappointed that he hadn't already put two and two together. She nodded a bit, turning her eyes back to the baby's fresh, pink face, and nodded a bit. "Yeah... she takes after her mother, I think." (NT) -- Erin, Sun, Nov 21 2004, 8:08pm PST
  • he nodded lightly - swallowing - the awkward situation was getting to him. FInally he settled onto the couch - watching the pair curiously So....how've you been? (NT) -- Talon, Sun, Nov 21 2004, 8:15pm PST

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• Faith and trust... and pixie dust -- Holly Renze, Sun, Nov 21 2004, 1:54pm PST
  She guided the little pack through the door and intot he warm lodge, Leah bundled up in her pink snow jacket and boots, blonde hair spilling everywhere, Josh wandered away sullenly as soon as they were through the door, his dark hair and gray eyes made him look the exact replica of his father... it had been unmistakable from the moment they had found him sat on their doorstep without only a note that he belonged to Eli, Zack, however, had inherited her deep brown eyes along with his fathers dark hair, and was currently toddling after Leah with unsure and wary steps. Eleanor was huddled in layers in Hollys arms, her downy head already full of tight little blonde curls. She gathered them all, after some herding, infront of the fire, removing the baby in her arms from all the layers while Leah heled her toddler of as brother out of his.
  Holly's own blonde hair fell free as she slipped out of her own warming layers, running her fingers though it gently. The cold had blushed the color of pink roses into her cheeks and her eyes sparkled as she gazed adoringly at all her children, listening to even Leah and Joshua's petty bickering in amusement, while she cradled the warm, soft baby Eleanor to her chest.
  

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  • it wasn't long before he joined the crew in the lodge, having stayed behind at the apartment for a few minutes to try and straighten up the mess the tornado of children had left behind. Life was never very dull when there was a brood of four to come home to in the evenings. (NT) -- Eli, Sun, Nov 21 2004, 2:39pm PST
  • She lifted her bright gaze to him and a smile flashed over her lips delicately. It did not seem to be four years ago that Leah was the babe in her arms. The serenity was shattered as Leah let out a blood curdling scream as Joshua pulled at her hair. She offered Eli an exasburated glance, preaying the scream wouldn't start Eleanor off. Zack remained blissfully unconcerned as he dropped down infront of a pile of blocks. (NT) -- Holly, Sun, Nov 21 2004, 2:48pm PST

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• [[[UP HERE SALEM]]] cadee peered up at him, hearing his words implying on her eyes. cadee also heard the other. about being lonely. words couldnt even describe how lonely cadee had been, long term. a gentle breeze nipped at cadees slender legs as she stood. "i'd be my honor to join you." cadee said softly, a soft smile tugging at the corner of her lips. cadee never was even close to smiling. at least this time, she was close. cadee spoke, "t' tell you the truth salem, i've been lonely too." cadee shrugged lightly. "...but thats only the obvious." she said softly. she hadnt spoken in normal conversation in quite some time, and found this unbelievable. she usually spoke to drug dealers, and that was only a little. well, and her landlord. but she failed to even want to begin to think about her 'landlord'. cadee heard his words about their 'bond' and quite frankly, she found joy in the sound of it. and believed it as did he. -- c a d e e, Tue, Nov 16 2004, 1:57pm PST
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  • [o]He nodded.[o]"It's settled then..."[o] And like that he had a new room mate, this young woman who was worse off then he had ever hoped of being. He began to walk again, wanting ot get her to the little resturant so she could warm up and get some food into her. He pulled his cigerettes from his pocket and lit one up, offering one to her, he raised a brow. He was beginning to wonder if is was wrong of him to keep from her who he was, and that being around him there was a chance the press would get wind of her and she would end up in the paper or entertainment magazine.[o] (NT) -- Salem, Tue, Nov 16 2004, 2:52pm PST
    • cadee began to walk beside her new roomate again, and caugh a glance of him lighting up again. cadee noticed his offering and took it with open arms, her craving becoming apparent again. slender digits moved to grasp the cigarette as she pulled it to her lips. cadee waited 'till he was done with the lighter until she borrowed it again, lighting her treat up, then setting it back into his hand. cadee inhaled the intoxicating drug and exhaled deeply before speaking again. "thanks alot salem." she said. referring to the drug..and the home. sorry so short (NT) -- c a d e e, Tue, Nov 16 2004, 7:03pm PST
  • [o]"No problem."[o]He spotted the resturant he had been leadign them to and placing a hand at her back he nodded in its direction.[o]"This is it."[o]He sterred her in, dropping the last of his cigerette to the ground before stepping in. It was a quiet little place with small tables and coloured lamps hanging from the ceiling. He lead them over to a table in the corner pulling her chair out for her in old habit and then took a seat across form her.[o["well.. here it is. Just a boring little place I come to eat when I'm alone."[o]he shrugged. Alone beign the main word there, he was usually alone, well ever sinc ehe had come to this town at least[o][Don't worry about it!] (NT) -- Salem, Wed, Nov 17 2004, 7:07am PST
    • cadee looked to the diner beyond, and nodded her head in submittance, walking toward the door. cadee threw the cigarette butt behind her as she walked in, icy blue eyes wondering aimlessly around the diner. cadee rarely ate. much less, ate out. and she had just suddenly remembered why. no money. cadee willingly sat down with salem, crossing her legs underneath the table and loosening her frail arms that lay across her bust. "at least you're not alone this time." cadee rolled her shoulders slightly and nibbled on her bottom lip absentmindedly as she began her next statement. "salem. i have ..no..money on me." she hated the fact of sounding extremely needy. cadee never had much money at all, which left all to wonder on how she got her dingy home. secrets. battered eyes peered across the table at salem. (NT) -- c a d e e, Wed, Nov 17 2004, 1:38pm PST
  • [o]He looked at her.[o]"don't worry about it.. like i already said.. I've got the money to splurge."[o]He looked around the room, knowing he at least owed her the warning even if he didn't want to blow his cover. eyes look back to her.[o]"Listen Cadee.. I owe you a bit of explanation about myself before we do become "roommates". I'm an actor... a pretty big one, or at least I was until I got booked into rehab."[o]He paused.[o]" (NT) -- No name, Thu, Nov 18 2004, 12:38pm PST
    • cadee listened carefully, not really finding a big problem in the matter. cadee had her own share of publicity back in new york. your foster ads that is. but that was all. and her wants for modeling. yet nothing more. cadee nodded slightly. introverted she was. which sterred her to be cautious in the matter. "...they wont hurt me, will they?" cadee spoke softly. so timidly. afraid of the world around her. and what it might mask. cadee had no problem whatsoever with hiding in the shadows of the world. she could hide from the press, and have no if ands of buts, and she'd be fine. well off. icy blue eyes gazed over at salem. (NT) -- c a d e e , Thu, Nov 18 2004, 1:56pm PST
  • [o]He looked at her.[o]"don't worry about it.. like i already said.. I've got the money to splurge."[o]He looked around the room, knowing he at least owed her the warning even if he didn't want to blow his cover. eyes look back to her.[o]"Listen Cadee.. I owe you a bit of explanation about myself before we do become "roommates". I'm an actor... a pretty big one, or at least I was until I got booked into rehab."[o]He paused.[o]"So from time to time there might be some press nosing about... which I thought you should be warned of before deciding to move in with me..."[o]He shrugged his shoulders, there was no bragging in his tone, merely a calm explanation of his circumstances.[o] (NT) -- Salem, Thu, Nov 18 2004, 12:39pm PST

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• [Logan, cont.] -- Joc, Wed, Nov 17 2004, 5:38pm PST
  she smiled at the thought of him. "maybe i can go with you next time.." she said, shifting in his arms to be facing him. she kissed his cheek softly. "i missed you a lot while you were gone.." she said shyly.
  

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• Anthony Cont'd up here.... -- Alexis, Tue, Nov 16 2004, 11:13am PST
  She grinned a little at the nickname. "I think I like that." She had really come from humble beginnings - it was the attention that had been lavished on her by the corporation she'd been employed for before that had spoilt her - she had been treated like a princess for a very long time. She looked up at him under a lock of wayward amber hair. "I think I like that."
  

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  • am i a failure? | he grinned again, then started his car. "I think I like it too." male sighed, pale hand turning the key in the ignition quickly. car started easily, and he backed out easily. [ooc: ill post at the commons :D] (NT) -- Anthony, Wed, Nov 17 2004, 2:11am PST

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• Precious and Rare -- Jewel, Tue, Nov 16 2004, 6:13pm PST
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  Female figure slipped forward through icy snows. She opened the cabin door with a loud thud. A great fire was licking and splashing in the coblestone fireplace. She immedeatly took a seat on the formal chair near by the fire. She sighed and removed her drenched gloves and hat revealing silky locks of gold. She laced her delicate fingers across her lap and watched the fire pick up as the winter storm blew harshly against the shack. She thought of her palomino arabian mare, Duchess, resting in her warm stable at home but, she was freezing and thinking of Duchess's warmth just made her jealous.
  

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• [o]Cadee Continued[o] -- Salem, Sun, Nov 07 2004, 7:48pm PST
  [o]He nodded, understanding.[o]"the eyes of people always seem to know, but the truth is. They don't. And when they don't know the truth it is easy to hide it from them."[o]He looked at her, taking the sight of her in, seeing the frailty of her frame, the saddness that gleamed within them. He recognised the air of submittance, so she had resigned herself to the life she now lead. He wanted to know her story honestly, and so he mentioned the first thing he could think of.[o]"Do you want to go catch a bite to eat, get out of this forsaken shit-hole and away from these snobby hollows?"[o]
  

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  • cadee listened carefully, understanding the soleumn words. cadee understood his offer as well, and picked her head up, gazing over at him. "it'd be my pleasure." cadee replied softly, standing from the chair. she felt so uneasy and uncomfortable in here. and she hated it. cadee looked over at him and began to walk straight to the door. cadee reached the door and pushed it open, stepping back out into the pure coldness. bitter chills ran up her spine as she held the door open for salem. a faint breath was exhaled from cadees ribcage as it was seen in the air above her. she crossed her arms across her bust as the chills reappeared on her procelain skin. "where to?" she questioned, gazing at salem with sullen eyes. (NT) -- c a d e e, Tue, Nov 09 2004, 1:27pm PST
  • [o]He stepped outside, the intensity of the chill factor hitting him for the first time. He shrugged a little, shutting the door to the lodge behind him.[o]"I think there's some quiet places down by the waterfront..."[o] He shrugged once more. He didn't really care where they went, just as long as they got a way from here.[o](occ: Do you have msn?) (NT) -- Salem, Tue, Nov 09 2004, 8:01pm PST
    • cadee clentched her lips together and nodded. "okay. we'll go there then." cadee said softly, beginning to move down into the street. she began to walk, the chill picking up around her and setting on her facial features. she shivered lightly. the tattered hem of her dress moved into oncoming breeze as well. cadee was not very socialable, but this man had made a stand, and had chosen to speak to her out of want. or pure pity. she wouldnt know, and chose not to think about pity. slim figure moved beside salem as she moved down the street. "a bit chilly out, huh?" cadee said through bitter chill, still looking down as she moved. beyond saving.[[you mean like, a screen name?]] (NT) -- c a d e e , Thu, Nov 11 2004, 1:26pm PST
  • [o]He looked at her, noticing for a second time how the cold got to her obscenely thin frame.[o]"Do ya want my jacket?"[o]He asked, the little town boy coming back into him for the moment. He was wearing a nice thick sweater beneath his jacket and would be fine without it. The wind ruffled his dark, shaggy hair, causing it to fall into his eyes.[o](like msn instant messenger... or hotmail?) (NT) -- Salem, Thu, Nov 11 2004, 8:10pm PST
    • cadee shivered lightly and turned her head to look toward him. battered eyes glanced at him quickly. "only if you'll be okay without it." cadee said softly. wearing her heart of her sleeve again. one of cadees usual mistakes. cadee walked astride him, eyes still gazing at the ground below her. although the ground seemed far over her head in her brain. cadee heard a movement near her, and turned her head, seeing a familiar face. one of the drug dealers she had used before. cadee quickly turned her face away when she discovered she had made eye contact with the individual. she kept walking beside salem. tattered locks fell around her almost gorgeous facade, seemingly hiding cadees ruffled beauty. (NT) -- c a d e e, Sat, Nov 13 2004, 8:37am PST
    • cadee shivered lightly and turned her head to look toward him. battered eyes glanced at him quickly. "only if you'll be okay without it." cadee said softly. wearing her heart of her sleeve again. one of cadees usual mistakes. cadee walked astride him, eyes still gazing at the ground below her. although the ground seemed far over her head in her brain. cadee heard a movement near her, and turned her head, seeing a familiar face. one of the drug dealers she had used before. cadee quickly turned her face away when she discovered she had made eye contact with the individual. she kept walking beside salem. tattered locks fell around her almost gorgeous facade, seemingly hiding cadees ruffled beauty.[[i have aol]] (NT) -- c a d e e, Sat, Nov 13 2004, 8:37am PST
  • [o]He unzipped his jacket and tugging it off slung it easy around her shoulders, the warmth of his body heat still remaining in its folds.[o]"I'll survive without it.. don't worry.."[o]He caught the exchange between the two of them. He oculd read the man's type, having dealt with several before. He stepped a little closer to Cadee, just to show that for the moment he was there with her, watching out for her. It was almost like the bond of addiction had made him feel protective over her, perhaps because he knew she needed someone there just to do that.[o]"Where have you been staying since you got to the city?"[o]He asked, curious.[o] (NT) -- Salem, Sat, Nov 13 2004, 8:10pm PST
    • cadee fixed the coat on her shoulders and said softly, "thanks." she said, almost feeling a small realm of safety around her for the time being. she felt his presence. she felt him near her. it comforted her. usually, nothing comforted her but dirty sidewalks. cadee heard his question and was ashamed to answer. yet she knew the truth. the cold, harsh truth. "in a dingy little apartment, or in an alley somewhere." cadee said softly, afraid he might label her a street rat and desert her like most others. cadee failed to mention how she got her apartment. she didnt plan on telling him either. well, not for the time being anyways. it hurt her to know how she got her apartment. "in a nutshell, i've been living in hell for majority of my life." she said ever so softly, walking by salems side. safe. (NT) -- c a d e e, Sun, Nov 14 2004, 6:46pm PST
  • [o]As he had figured. He was starting to form an idea, but he didn't know if she would think it strange for him to offer such a thing having just met her. He stopped walking for a moment and looked at her, hands shoving into the pockets of his jeans.[o]"If I were to offer you a lace to stay.. no strings attached would you think it odd and refuse?"[o]He stopped talking for a moment before startign back up again.[o]"the thing is... I've got all this money.. from my job.. and, it ain't done shit for me except get me into rehab and pretty much disowned me from my family and friends."[o]He shrugged his shoulders. He didn't need all the money.. and she looke dlike she could use some.[o] (NT) -- Salem, Sun, Nov 14 2004, 7:37pm PST
    • cadee walked alongside salem, feeling the warmth seep into her skin from the jacket folds. she heard random words appear from his vocal cords. after a moment of thinking, cadee comprehended the statement. long, slender pistons quit moving as she turned to face him in the cold. for the first time in their whole meeting, cadee stared him straight in the eye. icy blue eyes drove into his. she couldnt believe his offer. she had never witnessed someone giving her a place to stay, for nothing. "i cant...." she paused. "you wouldn't mind?" cadee finished, feeling seeping into her sullen eyes. cadee failed to know what to think of him now. she wore her heart on her sleeve, as always. battered eyes looked up at salem as she stood. "you'd do that..." she paused again, having a loss for words. "...for me?" cadee finished. (NT) -- c a d e e, Mon, Nov 15 2004, 2:00pm PST
  • [o]And he noticed for the first time that she had very beautiful eyes when she wasn't hiding them by looking down at the ground.[o]"You should look up more..."[o]He realized what he had just said and how odd it had to have sounded and went on.[o]"I wouldn't mind at all.. I feel a bond between.. maybe cause we've gone through some of the same stuff, I dunno... but I would like someone to hang out with.. I'm going ape-shit in this town by myself..."[o]He shrugged his shoulders. it was really up to her.[o] (NT) -- Salem, Mon, Nov 15 2004, 8:06pm PST

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• <*She's Gonna Break Soon, Gonna Break Soon, She's Gonna Break*> -- Nona, Sun, Nov 14 2004, 8:07pm PST
  
  
  Vix enters the lodge, clad in a black turtle neck and tan slacks. The temperature was steadily dropping outside, forcing her to dress more... Maturely than usual. She runs fingers through messy blonde tresses before making her way over to the counter. She seats herself, lighting a Salem, inhaling the menthol slowly then exhaling a long, slow stream of smoke. She had found a sitter, other than her sister who was currently too busy with some mysterious new guy, so here she was. By herself. She really needed to make some friends.
  

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• -- Jocey, Fri, Nov 12 2004, 6:20pm PST
  feet tapped out a steady rythym on the porch as she moved up the stairs and came through the door. dressed to kill in a pair of blue jeans and a baby blue sweater, she moved to the kitchen. she grabbed a water from the fridge and resumed a place on a couch, curling up. she hadn't been in here for a few days, and had missed all the socialization action, which was not hopping tonight. she recongized Kogan, waved, then sipped at her water, after which pulling out a book to read.
  

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  • (&)He came in, board out of his mind nad hoping Joc would be here. Stepping in he picked up on Jocey, smiling in his seet warm way he made his way in his elegant step. Dressed in a t-shit and blue jeans he moved up to her, stoping before he he stood over her.(&)"Can a boy ask to interuppt your reading?"(&) (NT) -- Logan, Fri, Nov 12 2004, 6:27pm PST
    • she smiled, knowing that voice. "ah but of course he can.." she grinned, setting her book aside and scooting over, to make room for him. "how ya been logan?" (NT) -- Joc, Fri, Nov 12 2004, 6:30pm PST
  • (&)He sat down beside her, and arm going around her shoulders.(&)"How are you darling?"(&)He'd missed her, and they hadn't gotten to catch up anything with her since he'd gotten back.(&) (NT) -- Logan, Fri, Nov 12 2004, 6:39pm PST
    • "i've been alright. had stuff going on with my music and everything, but it's been okay." she said, leaning against him, putting her head on his shoulder. "how about you?" (NT) -- Joc, Sat, Nov 13 2004, 5:46am PST
  • (&)"I've been busy, lot's of photoshoots all over the place, lots of trying ot keep Kogan out of trouble."(&)He smiled and kissed her on the forehead.(&)"I missed you..."(&) (NT) -- Logan, Sat, Nov 13 2004, 6:04pm PST
    • "i missed you too.." she said with a satisfied grin on her face. "i've been busy with my music so it's all good.." she said with a playful grin. she interlaced her free hand with his fingers. "i want to go on next photoshoot, okay?" (NT) -- Jov, Sat, Nov 13 2004, 8:10pm PST
  • (&)He noddde.(&)"Sure thing sweets."(&)he leaned forward and kissed her lips softly, having missed being able to do that.(&)"How is your music going? I want a copy of it soon so that I can listen to it when I can't have you."(&) (NT) -- Logan, Sat, Nov 13 2004, 8:12pm PST
    • "i've got some demos all on one." she says with a soft smile. "it's nothing big, but if you want it..and the music's going great. we're almost through wrapping up the second album.." she kissed him softly, having missed the feel of them being together, the closeness they had once shared. "been having fun on photoshoots?" (NT) -- Joc, Sun, Nov 14 2004, 3:23pm PST
  • (&)He kissed her once more, lingering there on her soft sweet lips. Missing those, missing the feel of her body beneath him, missing just being able to sit by her with her in his arms.(&)"Ya.. it was fun. But it would have been better if you had been there with me."(&)And he meant that,(&) (NT) -- Logan, Sun, Nov 14 2004, 7:42pm PST

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