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Post by Enzo Chance on Aug 29, 2017 16:38:01 GMT
I've wasted time, I've wasted breath It was days upon days of a blur. He had tried talking to his last job to see if they would allow him to come back but of course, this was hardly the case. Instead, Enzo had nearly been beaten had he stayed there too much longer. That was almost a week ago and now all he sported was a split lip that was nearly closing. He felt pretty pathetic in thinking this she-wolf he had so blindly let in had some greater outcome for him. Actually... He was more pissed off at himself than he was at her. The allure though that she was something more than just a simple human had what got him. Maybe those who were like animals were easier to be around than those who were human minded? Wrong. At least that one anyways was very much a human. Sneaking and misleading only to get him to the point of anger at himself for being so trusting. He wanted to trust her, she still ran around his mind despite his feelings on the matter, but he also felt like a fool for falling for such a grave mistake.
Green eyes were barely focused on where he was going. His steps were heavy, his posture relaxed but it was clear his mind wasn't honestly on the task at hand. He was else where. He needed a job. He needed to do something with his time instead of wallow in a type of guilt that was steadily consuming him.
Where he wanted to be was where he felt most comfortable and that was working around horses. He didn't realize how much of a recluse he actually was and kept to himself until he no longer had that outlet anymore. He didn't regret helping Branwen as he wouldn't want her death on his conscience however he also wished his boss hadn't been such a werewolf racist. Regardless he would have helped her just as he did because a senseless death would have been a senseless death but at the same time, he wondered if she conspired for it to happen. Wouldn't she have known walking into a barn full of horses and other ranchers have been a bad idea? People these days didn't tolerate wolves so he wondered where her head actually was. Why didn't she come in human form?
Groaning to himself and bringing a hand up to his hand roughly rubbing his fingers back and forth in his hair. He was frustrated with thinking about her. He was frustrated that he couldn't stop. She obviously thought lowly of him now, he might as well free himself.... but he couldn't. He was having a terrible time shaking all of this off. Shaking that feeling she left him with. Pausing for a moment he glanced towards a group of people only to also find he was being stared down by a woman with long beautiful silvery hair. She had a sort of look on her face that literally stated she could eat him alive. It was unnerving a little. Almost as though he was a feeble prey on a predators menu.
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Post by Lucia Yulvina on Aug 29, 2017 17:18:14 GMT
| P ushing Felix from her mind was no easy thing. He had become a part of her so surely as her silver eyes and hair. After all the pain of being ignored they had a moment in the cavern where they actually spoke to one another instead of just being angry and resentful. But then the wolf had come out to play, this time before he could warn her. The bruises on her throat had faded in a matter of hours thanks to here werebeast blood. If only mental wounds were so easy to mend. She hadn't seen him since but it wasn't unusual to go days at a time without seeing him given that he was the boss's go to guy. But it was another day and Lucia couldn't just sit and think. She had to earn coin, she had to earn her freedom from this place that was steadily poisoning her. Of course she would have to find some way to take Killian with her if she did ever go. Her steadfast friend even when she was being needy and hogged his bed. Lucia stretched then fluffed her silver hair, lifting it off her sweaty tan skin with a sigh. It was so damn hot today. Her silver eyes moved over the meager crowd until she spotted someone of interest. Not because he looked rich...he actually looked on the lower pay scale. But because of that lost look in his eyes. Something or someone was affecting him so deeply that he was wandering around like he was in a trance. Shouldering her way around the other girls she moved toward him. Never once breaking her eyes away from his own until she was standing just in front of him. And then they slid down his tall frame in appraisal. Yes...certainly not rich. But there was something about that look in his eyes that was hauntingly familiar. Her lips twisted into a smile and Lucia moved a bit closer. Not wanting to give the guards any indication that she wasn't working. Which she was...but she was also just distracted by that look in his pretty green eyes. One that reminded her of her own when she caught her reflection. "Something haunting you?" She practically purred. "Or someone?" Forward, yes. But it was rare that Lucia was subtle. |
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Post by Enzo Chance on Aug 29, 2017 23:46:26 GMT
I've wasted time, I've wasted breath He saw her coming every muscle in his body fought to react but he stood almost like he was caught in head lights. The way she moved was animalistic moving with a purposeful intention. His brain was telling him dangerous and the moment she was right in front of him, close, his eyes darted from her. They lingered for a moment anywhere but her eyes. She was too close for comfort. Too close for him to keep direct eye contact. "More like someone I should learn not to trust anymore." he said cooly. Was he that obvious? Was he too far gone, lost in his head to try and fight this invisible power she had over him?
Her stalking him was making his uneasiness even more so. Carefully his green eyes moved to catch her silver ones as he stuck a comfortable bit more distance between them. She was purring almost like a kitten getting his chin scratched. "Was I that pathetic you had to come wake me up out of dream state?" he asked curiously. "Or were you just looking for conversation?" The man moved a little when some people were brushing past him to get through. it made him feel uncomfortable with the close proximity he was in. It was very dangerous for him as he could accidentally zap some one. She was very beautiful though and she had very striking features aside from her exotic looks. Dark skin, silvery contrasts of hair and eyes. She was obviously feline from the sound she was making which was intriguing to him how the cat could carry over in the human. The only issue he had was how close she was to him as if boundaries didn't exist and of course the fact she had a very predatory gaze in her eyes. That was definitely one thing he had not missed.
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Post by Lucia Yulvina on Aug 31, 2017 6:29:52 GMT
| L ucia nearly flinched when the man's reply hit her. Really? It was almost too ironic. "More like someone I should learn not to trust anymore." She knew that feeling as well. Why did she keep going back around someone who could tear her to shreds? Someone who had nearly killed her once already? Was it just because she was foolish, a glutton for punishment. Maybe it was just because he was her mate that she couldn't stop herself. Or at least that was what she was going to tell herself. "Well that sounds like a hell of a story." She said with a rock of one shoulder into the air as if inquiring or looking for details. Her eyebrows rose at his questions and Lucia easily closed the distance between them. One hand raising to trail a finger across his chest. "Pathetic wasn't the word I had in mind when watching you....and conversation wasn't what I was searching for." There it was, blatant and obvious. He looked so sad and torn apart, maybe she could help numb those painful thoughts and he could help her meet the amount of coin she needed to get today. The guards had been riding her ass for being so absent minded lately. Mixing work with pleasure seemed like a good alternative. She leaned closer, still purring like happy kitten as she spoke softly into his hear. "Come with me?" |
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Post by Enzo Chance on Aug 31, 2017 17:04:47 GMT
I've wasted time, I've wasted breath Part of him felt like he should be concerned with this womans intentions. Considering he wasn't sure why on earth she picked him out of such a crowd or what even interest she may actually have in him. There was nothing special about him he supposed perhaps the only thing being that he was too nice for his own good. Sweet to people who in the end treating him cruely. Despite all that though he could never find himself to treat others the same way. his mother had raised him with the idea that everyone deserved respect in some manner. Negativity only released more negaitivity into the air and the only way to get rid of it was to conqure it with positivity. No less he found himself rather bitter at the situation with Branwen. He tried. He got bit and yet he still tried. He wasn't sure what was wrong with him. Maybe he truly was a slow learner.
"No?" she kept edging in and it made him feel small and threatened. She had the gleam of a huntress in her eyes and he couldn't help but have images of her ripping flesh off of his bones going on in his head. She was definitely a cat. He could feel it. "You have me curious." more like weary. He wasn't sure what was going on in this matter. She slipped in close and green eyes stayed far from her as she leaned to whisper. He should be excited about this attention and maybe part of him was since she was an extremely attractive woman but at the same time he felt like he was being baited for other intentions. Deeper intentions that perhaps he may not completely understand. "And why would I do that?" he asked not completely convinced this was in his best interest. He didn't know her and the only thing he did know was she was purring and seemed very in tune with whatever cat she seemed to be. Though he found himself leaning in just as closely as she was to him not being able to help the feeling of being drawn. He was. He was very enticed by this woman but at the same time it felt completely wrong.
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Post by Lucia Yulvina on Sept 1, 2017 18:29:33 GMT
| W ell he was being a little difficult but he was leaning in and not running away any longer. That was a small win. Lucia closed the distance between them. Unabashed she let her hand that lay on his chest slide lower. One finger trailing down his sternum only to fall to his hip as her body brushed against his own. "Because for a while I can make you forget about all your problems." She leaned in as if she needed to whisper a secret to him. "And you don't need to trust me."Work could also be pleasure right? It wasn't as if she could forget about everything going on in her crazy life but if she had the choice between a very attractive customer and one that she had to close her eyes when she complimented the choice would be obvious. Releasing his hip she moved her hand so that it could grasp his own if he didn't pull away. "Let me cheer you up." She purred as she tried to tempt the hesitant man. "If you want to tell me all about your problems we can do that. Or...we can do other things that make them seem nonexistent. For a while at least." Lucia looked briefly over her shoulder at the guards, one of which was eyeing her suspiciously. The could feel her new found scars burning in warning. She didn't want another lashing, if this man continued to be stubborn she would have to move on to someone else. She tugged lightly on his hand and looked back at the handsome stranger. "So what will it be?" |
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Post by Enzo Chance on Sept 2, 2017 23:54:58 GMT
I've wasted time, I've wasted breath It was hard to not be intrigued by the fact that this gorgeous woman was trying to draw him in even if every sense in his body said he would be in the lions den. She however was playing hard ball with an offer he couldn't deny. To be able to forget would be a blessing in diguise and now that she was lingering on a more seductive tone he knew exactly where she was going with this. Would it be rude to tell her now or later that he was broke? He imagined a woman like her suggesting this activity, the way she targeted him, and the way she was dressed she was in a line of work that possibly meant a lady of the night. He wasn't against it. In fact he wasn't really sure what he thought about it. She almost made him feel like that maybe she cared for the factor that he was down on his luck. At least... she seemed that good at her job anyways because he knew well a stranger wouldn't care.
As she grabbed his hand after one more attempt, he allowed it though keeping his eyes well away from her own. "lead on, feline friend." he said obviously letting her know he knew she was a cat. he also was letting on to the fact that he knew she was at her utter mercy at this point in time. "I would rather not talk about such problems you probably wouldn't care to hear about." he said lowly. He doubted she had the interest as she was quick to add on the other factor of making them non-existent. It wasn't like him to put himself in this type of position but he what else did he have to lose? Wasn't like there was a she-wolf who would be disappointed in him anyway. Following after her, he kept a bit of a stoic expression upon his face not sure what he was expecting or what was awaiting him.
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Post by Lucia Yulvina on Sept 5, 2017 18:46:24 GMT
| L ucia's eyebrows rose but she smirked, a mischievous gleam coming to her silver eyes. "Glad to know weres don't bother you." She led him back to her room with its assortment of pillows in lieu of an actual bed. Pausing to look back at him when he grumbled about his problems. "It wouldn't bother me in the least." She replied with a small shrug from one shoulder. "You would be surprised at the things I listen to daily, love. I'm certain it can't be worse." She tugged the front of his shirt to pull him closer to her bed of pillows. Her purring growing in volume as her anticipation grew. If he didn't pull away she would slip her hands beneath his shirt, letting her nails just skim the flesh of his stomach and around the waist of his pants. Leaning in she would brush her teeth over his ear, snagging the lobe with a soft predatory growl. "So is that what you would want to do? Talk?" She would get paid all the same. Once he came into her room he was going to pay the toll. And if he would chose to moan about his woes rather than what she could do to him that was his choice. Her slender form leaned against his own, the predatory gleam in her eyes still readily apparent as she leaned up to kiss him, her teeth pressing into his body lip lightly before she released it and let her tongue skim over it in almost an apology. "Well?" Her voice had dropped lower now and carried an even more sultry tone to it. "What do you want from me?" Her loud purring was a backdrop to everything she said, getting louder in her moments of excitement and softening when the moment waned. |
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Post by Enzo Chance on Sept 7, 2017 0:21:14 GMT
I've wasted time, I've wasted breath He followed after her like a dog being led astray though when she looked back at him he was careful to avoid her eyes. It was hard because sometimes he nearly caught sight of the silvery pools. "All the more reason not to." he said casually. If she hear sob stories left and right he wouldn't imagine his would be any more for her.
Her purring was so loud that it was nearly vibrating his brain. Of course, his mind meandered to how on earth she was making that sound. It was interesting though he kept the question to himself as she would probably find it rude or something just his luck. She rolled her slender body into his and eyes moved down to her lips to avoid eye contact. She tugged and pulled on his shirt stating she would rather go with the lesser evil and not hear talk. She prodded more on what it was that he wanted and to be honest he wasn't entirely sure either but getting her vibe he decided to just go with what she was doing. Instead of answering her he just went with it. Leaning in and capturing her lips with his own, steady and firm, as fingers toyed with slipping under fabric turning her to where she was going to end up landing backward on the pillows. He had a feeling he was going to regret this and likely would have a very angry woman once she realized she brought someone in with no money. But hey she didn't ask either. You get what you pull in and he certainly didn't look wealthy.
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