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Date Posted: Sun, Jun 13 2004, 9:14pm PDT
Author: Dorian
Subject:

I feel alittle bit left of center - but then again we've all been there before


lips pursed idly as male moved easily across the parking lot - dark gaze shaded easily by the night sky. He was new around here - in a way at least. Sure he was born around here - but when he was young his mother had moved away to be with his father closer to his work - the navy was his work...Dorian was your regular navy brat. A Drifter most of his life...no true friends stuck in certian citys. Gaze lifted a somewhat to the steps as he came upon them - taking them one by one and easily entereing into the light that flooded the porch - brushing hair from his eyes. His mother had told him about this place a few times - summing it up as the place he was born...and at the tender age of 22 - he figured it was time to leave his parents to themselves and move on to his own life. So here he was - the world opened to him...yet he'd chosen to settle here - go figure - the only stable home he'd ever had seemed like the perfect place to start...and with the keys to his parents old apartment - he figured it was worth a shot.

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(NT) -- hrm, Sun, Jun 13 2004, 9:14pm PDT
  • The leggy Italian girl made her way in, tossing a sheet of silky dark hair over her shoulder. A princess through and through, the girl was indignated to be forced into the task of dog sitting for her mother while her parents vacationed back in "the old country". The twenty year old tucked her sunglasses up into her hair, pushing the door open for the mutt she'd been chained to, and then flopped onto a chair, letting out a long breath. (NT) -- Amira Valencia, Sun, Jun 13 2004, 9:23pm PDT
  • brow raised a moment as he watched pair - smirking a bit before easily moving inside as well - the nights warmth easily getting to him. He himself was more used to colder - gloomier type of weather. Again a hand was brushed through somewhat lengthy black hair...the longer it got the more troublesome it becasue - he'd considered cutting it a few times but it seemed that the long hair suited him better - gave him more the apperance he desired (NT) -- Dorian, Sun, Jun 13 2004, 9:27pm PDT
  • She raised a brow at him as he made his way in, tipping her head a bit to get a better look at him. Not half bad - she was quite accustomed to the fine blooded, finely built Italian business men that her father had been bringing around the house lately, hoping she would marry. Something about his appearance appealed to him, and when she saw him brushing his hair away from his eyes, she grinned. "I could put it in french braids for you and then you wouldn't have to worry about it." (NT) -- Amira, Sun, Jun 13 2004, 9:33pm PDT
  • a brow raised idly at the suggestion - again a brush of the hair reveiled cunning - almost gray eyes - which he'd aquired from his mothers side of the family of course - along with most of his other features. His voice - although gentle - was low - seemingly powerful for being so quiet I think ill pass on that - thanks for the offer though (NT) -- Dorian, Sun, Jun 13 2004, 9:37pm PDT
  • "Come on, it's the metrosexual way... you'd be much prettier, and everyone could see your gorgeous eyes." She nodded firmly as though she knew what she were talking about - because she did. It was then that her mothers dog decided to hoist it's huge body up onto her lap, and she frowned pushing the great dane away. "Roman! Off!" (NT) -- Amira, Sun, Jun 13 2004, 9:41pm PDT
  • he couldnt help but smirk a bit at the sight of the massive dog - tilting is head a bit before offering it a piece of the bread he'd been eating away at - in attempts to help her in her conquest of getting the dog off of her...He yours? (NT) -- Dorian, Sun, Jun 13 2004, 9:43pm PDT
  • She shook her head firmly, finally successful in pushing the 125 lb dog off of her lap, and wiping her lap off. "That's gonna bruise.... no, he's my mother's.. but she's in Italy, so I am in charge of both the household and the wild beasts." (NT) -- Amira, Sun, Jun 13 2004, 9:46pm PDT
  • he bent over slighty to pass the dog the remainders of his slice of bread - smiling idly He doesnt seem that bad - just starved for attention a hand easily moved to rub the dog between its ears Right bub? (NT) -- Dorian, Sun, Jun 13 2004, 9:48pm PDT
  • She shook her head a little, scowling. "We've been sworn enemies since he ate my Hollywood Hair barbie in eleventh grade..." She looked around innocently. "Not that I was playing with it or anything, but... it was a childhood momentum." (NT) -- Amira, Sun, Jun 13 2004, 9:53pm PDT
  • he tilted his head at that - laughing idly You had barbies....in the 11th grade? he stood again - easily brushing dark hair from eyes before introducing himself finally Names Dorian... (NT) -- Dorian, Sun, Jun 13 2004, 9:55pm PDT
  • She shook her head, trying to explain. "I still had them, but they were locked away in a trunk... " she finally just gave up with a sigh, shaking her head, and then offered her hand to be shaken. "Amira Valencia." (NT) -- Amira, Sun, Jun 13 2004, 9:57pm PDT
  • he reached out at that - grasping lightly at her hand before shaking Its a pleasure Amira...with that his gaze finally got the chance to trail womens form...tilting his head a bit... (NT) -- Dorian, Sun, Jun 13 2004, 9:59pm PDT
  • She wasn't oblivious to his eyes - both of her parents had been beautiful people and she had inherited her mother's leggy, sexy figure, curves and all, and the fine bone structure of her father's, giving her features a noble sort of shape. "Take a picture, Dorian." (NT) -- Amira, Sun, Jun 13 2004, 10:06pm PDT
  • he gave a cheesy smile - his attempts to hide his gaze had been few if any - he didnt mind that she'd caught him - made for more conversation Sorry...just kind of impossible...to not admire he cleared his throat a bit at that - attempting to form an apologetic sentence just...sorry (NT) -- Dorian, Sun, Jun 13 2004, 10:10pm PDT
  • She smiled a little, and then shook her head. "I get it all the time, don't worry - at least your tongue isn't hanging out of your mouth." (NT) -- Amira, Sun, Jun 13 2004, 10:13pm PDT
  • he gave a bit of an awkward smile at that - eyes bright for the moment was gettin close - but then you said something and it decided to go back in...y'know how things are?.. (NT) -- Dorian, Sun, Jun 13 2004, 10:17pm PDT
  • She shook her head, but continued to grin, absently patting Roman's huge floppy ears. "At least you've got a personality." (NT) -- Amira, Sun, Jun 13 2004, 10:20pm PDT
  • Couldn't have made friends without it - I was your regular navy brat...he settled quietly into the chair oppisite her - watching her easily (NT) -- Dorian, Sun, Jun 13 2004, 10:22pm PDT
  • "Most of the boys I deal with are just stupid." It was true - they either had no personality whatsoever, were just sticks in the mud, or were entirely too eccentric. (NT) -- Amira, Sun, Jun 13 2004, 10:28pm PDT
  • he raised a brow at that - watching her carefully Boys huh? why deal with boys when you have us witty men? (NT) -- Dorian, Sun, Jun 13 2004, 10:30pm PDT
  • "Men are no better. So self concerned." She nodded, and then shook her head. "They're all idiots." (NT) -- Amira, Sun, Jun 13 2004, 10:33pm PDT
  • he looked playfully hurt at that - a leather cuffed hand going to his heart Surely you cant mean all of us.....right? (NT) -- Dorian, Sun, Jun 13 2004, 10:34pm PDT
  • She pushed a lock of her dark hair over her shoulder, fixed her dark gaze on him and then merely nodded, her fingers continuing to scratch at Roman's ears - she didn't mind the dog when he wasn't being a nuisance. (NT) -- Amira, Mon, Jun 14 2004, 5:39am PDT
  • his hand dropped at that - idly resting in his lap before scoweling a bit Well fine...we may be idiots but we have our wits about ourselves (NT) -- Dorian, Mon, Jun 14 2004, 7:41am PDT
  • She shook her head again, lips pressed together. "Sometimes you pretend to, but none of you are reliable about having wits about yourselves." (NT) -- Amira, Mon, Jun 14 2004, 8:10am PDT
  • he frowned idly at that - shifting a bit in his seat - running a hand through hair once more to brush it from eyes...silent now (NT) -- Dorian, Mon, Jun 14 2004, 8:12am PDT
  • She pressed her lips together, twisting a lock of dark hair over her shoulder. "Come on now, I didn't hurt your feelings did I?" (NT) -- Amira, Mon, Jun 14 2004, 8:15am PDT
  • he nodded a bit that - playfully jutting his lower lip out Just a lil'....I'll live though (NT) -- Dorian, Mon, Jun 14 2004, 8:16am PDT
  • "I would certainly hope so." She paused, seeming to have run out of things to say - just because she came from a noble family didn't mean she had strong conversational skills, and she looked away for a second, distracted, then back to him. "So ... Dorian... what do you do around here?" (NT) -- Amira, Mon, Jun 14 2004, 8:20am PDT
  • he laughed idly at that - pursing his lips a moment before speaking Wouldnt know - acutally i just got here - right as you walked in and offered to braid my hair... (NT) -- Dorian, Mon, Jun 14 2004, 8:24am PDT
  • She cocked her head a little, watching him. "Alright then, why are you here?" (NT) -- Amira, Mon, Jun 14 2004, 8:25am PDT
  • he shrugged a bit at that again - crossing arms Everyones gotta move away from their parents sometime...right? Figured 22 seemed like the perfect age to get out (NT) -- Dorian, Mon, Jun 14 2004, 8:27am PDT
  • She nodded a little bit, "Fair enough." Of course she had no intentions of moving out anytime soon - her parents kept her fed and clothed, she was spoiled to the max, and didn't plan on leaving anytime soon. (NT) -- Amira, Tue, Jun 15 2004, 5:34am PDT
  • he shook his head playfully at that - dark hair moving idly at that I dont tend to like it - i liked just getting what i have - not having to work for it... (NT) -- Dorian, Tue, Jun 15 2004, 7:20pm PDT
  • It was then that she realized a truth about him - he was as spoiled as her it would seem, and she enjoyed it. She smiled a little bit, and nodded. "It's a nice feeling to have everything handed to you." (NT) -- Amira, Tue, Jun 15 2004, 8:51pm PDT
  • he pointed a finger playfully at her - a grin gracing handsome features You wait 'till your parents stick you out on your ass - you'll be in my boat (NT) -- Dorian, Tue, Jun 15 2004, 8:53pm PDT
  • She smiled, tipping her head back, and then shook her head firmly. Angelo would never turn her out, she could live there until she was old and shriveled, she knew. "My father would never allow my mother to send me off." (NT) -- Amira, Tue, Jun 15 2004, 8:54pm PDT
  • he shifted a bit in his seat - tilting his head a bit Well - you're welcome in my boat if they ever do...eh? (NT) -- Dorian, Tue, Jun 15 2004, 8:56pm PDT
  • She shook her head firmly again. "No, it's not going to happen.I know this for a fact." (NT) -- Amira, Tue, Jun 15 2004, 8:59pm PDT
  • Alright - just thought I'd throw out an offer...he grinned playfully at that - leaning back into his seat again - brushing hair to the side (NT) -- Dorian, Tue, Jun 15 2004, 9:01pm PDT
  • She got up, offering the "stay" command to Roman, and headed toward the kitchen. "Want anything?" (NT) -- Amira, Tue, Jun 15 2004, 9:05pm PDT
  • he slipped out of his chair easily at that - wandering towards the kitchen after her - head tilted a bit what ever you're having (NT) -- Dorian, Tue, Jun 15 2004, 9:06pm PDT
  • She looked over her shoulder at him and got herself a bottle of water and a large orange. "You sure you want this?" (NT) -- Amira, Tue, Jun 15 2004, 9:12pm PDT
  • he pursed his lips - shaking his head a touch at that before ducking easily into the fridge - snatching at the jug of orange juice instead Instead of just eating an orange and water - orange juice sounds better (NT) -- Dorian, Tue, Jun 15 2004, 9:17pm PDT
  • It was how she kept herself from binging on rich foods and such when she ate dinner with her parents - an hour before dinner, she'd down half a glass of water, a whole orange, and then the rest of the water, and be almost entirely filled up by the time it was time to eat - and she did so now, efficiently, as though she were doing something like painting a wall as opposed to eating. (NT) -- Amira, Tue, Jun 15 2004, 9:19pm PDT
  • he shook his head quietly at that - lifting himself up onto the counter - helping himself to the jug of orange juice You spoiled girls are crazy...y'know that? (NT) -- Dorian, Tue, Jun 15 2004, 9:21pm PDT
  • She had carefully sectioned off the orange and was down to the last three slices, popping them into her mouth and grinning before finishing off the water. "Crazy? For eating an orange?" (NT) -- Amira, Tue, Jun 15 2004, 9:23pm PDT
  • he nodded at that - hooking his finger around the small handle of the jug That'd never fill me up - I'd starve if I ate that...even for a snack (NT) -- Dorian, Tue, Jun 15 2004, 9:25pm PDT
  • A brow cocked as she watched him and tossed the empty bottle into the recycling bin. "You should try it some time, then you wouldn't be so tubby." (NT) -- Amira, Tue, Jun 15 2004, 9:28pm PDT
  • a brow raised that - setting the jug to the side before raising his shirt a bit - a suttle laugh given Tubby? (NT) -- Dorian, Tue, Jun 15 2004, 9:30pm PDT
  • She poked him in the belly with a bit of satisfaction, pleased to see there weren't rock hard abs under there. "That's right, tubby." (NT) -- Amira, Tue, Jun 15 2004, 9:31pm PDT
  • he shook his head defiantly at that - swating at her hand thats years of running my ass of with a navy guy - far from tubby... (NT) -- Dorian, Tue, Jun 15 2004, 9:33pm PDT
  • A slight grin crossed her features, and she lifted her own shirt to reveal toned and shaped abdominal muscles. "But you don't have me beat." (NT) -- Amira, Wed, Jun 16 2004, 4:20am PDT
  • he shook his head quietly again, shifting from the counter I could beat you up any day kid...with that he gave a suttle nod and moved back out towards the living room (NT) -- Dorian, Wed, Jun 16 2004, 6:40am PDT
  • She rolled her eyes and followed him out - he was interesting, she found, as opposed to the men that sat to dinner with her every night. "No you couldn't. In fact, I'd like to see you try." (NT) -- Amira, Wed, Jun 16 2004, 7:39am PDT
  • he tilted his head at that - pointing outside Would you seriously like to try me? he pressed hand to his stomache a moment - somewhat frustraited with her calling him tubby - he was just that kind of guy (NT) -- Dorian, Wed, Jun 16 2004, 6:02pm PDT
  • She shrugged innocently. "You wanna go?" One corner of her lips tilted up as she looked up to him - he had a good foot of height on her and probably 125 lbs. (NT) -- Amira, Wed, Jun 16 2004, 6:54pm PDT
  • he moved quietly towards her - easily standing in front of her - ducking his head a bit as to whisper Bring it on munchkin arms crossed over broad chest at that - laughing idly (NT) -- Dorian, Wed, Jun 16 2004, 6:59pm PDT
  • She let a holler out of her and threw herself at him, hands extended, shoving him - it wasn't enough to knock him over, but she made sure he felt it. (NT) -- Amira, Wed, Jun 16 2004, 7:08pm PDT
  • he raised a brow at that - backing up a bit before reaching for her legs - tossing her easily over his shoulder....shaking his head You may be better looking then I am - but Im a guy...i can pick little things like you up...and perhaps take them outside and drop them in a puddle.. (NT) -- Dorian, Wed, Jun 16 2004, 7:10pm PDT
  • She shrieked as he scooped her up and immediately started kicking and swinging her arms, pounding his back with her little fists. "Let me down, you big ogre!" (NT) -- Amira, Wed, Jun 16 2004, 7:20pm PDT
  • at that he carefully set her down - brushing hair from his eyes - smiling idly Careful kid - i might just find that puddle (NT) -- Dorian, Wed, Jun 16 2004, 7:22pm PDT
  • She crossed her arm angrily over her chest as Roman wandered over, unworried. "You're mean! And you!" She turned to the dog. "Some guard dog you are!" (NT) -- Amira, Wed, Jun 16 2004, 7:35pm PDT
  • he shrugged a bit You challenged me!...and its not his fault....he likes me because i give him attention!... (NT) -- Dorian., Wed, Jun 16 2004, 7:37pm PDT
  • She scowled and scuffed her feet angrily, still glaring at the dog. "You would have let him ravish me and not done anything!" (NT) -- Amira, Wed, Jun 16 2004, 7:49pm PDT
  • he shook his head a bit at that - tilting his head a moment I wouldnt have hurt you - im too nice... (NT) -- Dorian, Wed, Jun 16 2004, 8:02pm PDT
  • She laughed, and shook her head in return, running hands over her hair lightly to smooth it back into place. "Sure sure." (NT) -- Amira, Wed, Jun 16 2004, 8:08pm PDT
  • he nodded at that - patting the dog lightly as it proceeded to follow him Im serious..his hands ducked idly into deep pockets - watching her idly, lips pursed (NT) -- Dorian, Wed, Jun 16 2004, 8:10pm PDT
  • She kneeled, clipping the leash to Roman's collar and made for the door, "He needs to pee. He just told me." (NT) -- Amira, Wed, Jun 16 2004, 8:13pm PDT
  • he rocked back onto his heels a moment...biting idly at his lip efore speaking Ill walk with you? (NT) -- Dorian, Wed, Jun 16 2004, 8:14pm PDT
  • She looked over her shoulder at him and then nodded, waving her hand. "Alright, come on then. Don't fall behind, he takes huge steps. " She grinned. (NT) -- Amira, Wed, Jun 16 2004, 8:26pm PDT
  • a hand brushed through his hair - idly wandering along behind her I Have a feeling i wont have a problem (NT) -- Dorian, Wed, Jun 16 2004, 8:40pm PDT
  • She grinned, and shook her head. "No kidding, your legs are like eight feet long." (NT) -- Amira, Wed, Jun 16 2004, 8:51pm PDT
  • he nodded idly - watching her Nice huh?...I happen to think i have nice legs (NT) -- Dorian, Wed, Jun 16 2004, 8:52pm PDT
  • She stopped, leaning back and craning to get a look at his legs before straightening and shaking her head. "No, they're not shapely enough." (NT) -- Amira, Thu, Jun 17 2004, 5:28am PDT
  • he frowned idly at that - shaking his head again Is there any part about me thats remotely right? (NT) -- Dorian, Thu, Jun 17 2004, 6:34am PDT
  • She grinned, and then shook her head firmly, flopping herself down on the steps and watching Romanc closely as she let him roam the yard, his leash trailing behind him. "Now you're catching on." (NT) -- Amira, Thu, Jun 17 2004, 7:55pm PDT
  • brows furrowed a bit at that - shifting idly in his place as he settled beside her. You're a punk (NT) -- Dorian, Thu, Jun 17 2004, 8:10pm PDT
  • She looked up, grinning broadly. "I've been called a lot of things in my day - punk is not one of them. I'm proud of myself." She twisted her hands together, and then clapped them, bringing Roman over, who shoved his wet, cold nose in her armpit. (NT) -- Amira, Thu, Jun 17 2004, 8:14pm PDT
  • he leaned back quietly onto his hands - just watching her...silent for now. She'd seem to have gotten the better of his cocky attitude - and he had nothing more to say (NT) -- Dorian\, Thu, Jun 17 2004, 8:16pm PDT
  • She was a lot of girl for most guys to handle and she firmly believed that that was why she was still unwed. She had every bit of her mother's firey temper and stubbornness and enough of her father's slyness to work around whatever she wanted, and she was high energy, and totally spoiled, it was enough to drive any man crazy. And she knew she'd lost this one too, completely overwhelmed. (NT) -- Amira, Thu, Jun 17 2004, 8:23pm PDT
  • he was far from being lost - far from being a statistic to her You want dinner? (NT) -- Dorian, Thu, Jun 17 2004, 8:24pm PDT
  • She turned her head to look over at him and cocked a brow, tipping her head a little and regarding him suspiciously through the corners of her eyes. "What?" (NT) -- Amira, Thu, Jun 17 2004, 8:28pm PDT
  • he shifted again - moving to lean his elbows on his knees - hands cupping jaw Do you....want to go to dinner....with me...? (NT) -- Dorian, Thu, Jun 17 2004, 8:30pm PDT
  • She again raised a brow, but then grinned and nodded. "Yes. It's Maria's night off and I was going to have to fend for myself." (NT) -- Amira, Thu, Jun 17 2004, 8:38pm PDT
  • he shifted a bit - moving a step down to settle beside her So...you want to get takeout? (NT) -- Dorian, Thu, Jun 17 2004, 8:40pm PDT
  • She shrugged a little bit, a small smile gracing her gorgeous, tanned features - she was a very attractive girl, especially when she was happy. "Okay." (NT) -- Amira, Thu, Jun 17 2004, 8:45pm PDT
  • he stood quietly at that - offering a hand to her Where too? (NT) -- Dorian, Thu, Jun 17 2004, 8:49pm PDT
  • She rose, catching Roman's leash, and then shrugged a little bit. "It's upt o you." Submission wasn't her typical move, but... today was different. (NT) -- Amira, Thu, Jun 17 2004, 8:52pm PDT
  • he tilted his head a bit Or we could always just....go to my apartment and I could make you macaroni and cheese. I am the macaroni and cheese master afterall he tilted his head a bit - dropping his hand quietly - shoving it into his pocket (NT) -- Dorian, Thu, Jun 17 2004, 8:54pm PDT
  • She tipped her head down, raising her brows a little bit and getting a good look at him as Roman automatically found his cue to heel. "Macaroni and cheese from a ... box?" (NT) -- Amira, Thu, Jun 17 2004, 8:58pm PDT
  • his lips pursed a moment - idly watching her Is there any other way to get it? (NT) -- Dorian, Thu, Jun 17 2004, 8:59pm PDT
  • "From... pasta.. and real cheese.. and..." She shook her head at that, and rolled her eyes. "Oh nevermind, I'll brave the boxed version." (NT) -- Amira, Thu, Jun 17 2004, 9:03pm PDT
  • he nodded idly - offering his arm to her Shall we then? he pointed quietly towards his car...pursing his lips a moment before glancing to the dog We can take my car...but - i dont know how much romeo would like him comin' round (NT) -- Dorian, Thu, Jun 17 2004, 9:07pm PDT
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