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Post by Lonestar on Feb 28, 2010 2:35:57 GMT -5
The glass of whiskey he had poured for himself was gone by the time the bloke reached the top of the stairs, a disappointed frown being shot towards the empty glass as he held it out in front of him after attempting to take another swig of the alchol. Grumbling to himself, Erixic stumbled to the bed, setting the glass upon his dresser top on the way there, not caring how much noise he made. Hands gropped the area in front of him in the dark, a thick stream of curse words exiting his lips as he stubbed his toe on the edge of the bed. Brooding, figure climbed onto the king sized matress, pulling the sheets over him and allowing head to rest against the pillows as lids closed over depths. For what felt like forever, the baron laid there, unable to go to sleep, yet unwilling to move from the spot. With a groan, position shifted, body twisting to where his spine was now against the springs, hand moving to pull on his face before fingers pushed through sandy locks roughly. Now that he was up there alone, the loneliness was setting in, his yearning to have the essa beside him to hold all through the night as he had done so many countless times in the past nearly unbareable, but he could not go downstairs. Not now after he had already walked away. Besides, she was probably already asleep. Sighing heavily, legs swung over the side of the bed, heading being made towards the bathroom where he found some sleeping pills in the medicine cabinet after flipping the light on and popped two into his mouth, using water from the sink's faucet to swallow them down. Turning the light off once again, the drake returned to his side of the bed, crawling back onto it and reassuming the position he had previously held. The bed was seemingly oversized when he lay there just him, gaze wandering to look at the other side of the bed, half expecting Ayrn to be there, but turning up disappointed everytime for she did not show. Sometime during this silly game, he lost conciousness and drifted off to sleep, for the next thing he knew, he was waking up suddenly and light was shining in through the window's curtains. Still groggy eyed, palm rubbed his mask, head shaking as the memories of last night came to him like a bad dream and he reached over for the lass to be sure of the impossibility of the situation. Lids lifted instantly and pools stared down at a blank white space where his hand sat in the middle, realizing then that the fight had not been just a dream. Flopping back down onto the matress in dispair, Erix lay there for moment longer, finally managing to stir himself to the bathroom where he splashed cold water upon his face before heading downstairs, the aroma of breakfast entering nostrils the instant he opened the bedroom door. Yawning widely, feet hit each step heavily, the male moving slowly for he was warry to face the fea again. The sight that he found downstairs was one that he had not quite expected. The maiden was indeed not at the stove, but she had cooked breakfast and had been kind enough to leave him some out on the counter before heading off to where ever she had gone. Moving to the fridge, the man grabbed the milk jug and drank straight from it, not caring to bother about pouring himself a cup. Glance was then taken at the calender and his heart stopped, hand slowly lowering the jug from his lips as sockets widen and regret sets in. Today was valentines day, a fact which had been totally lost on his the night before when he ignored the urge to make up with his lover. The open jug was set onto the counter, elbows bracing the man up as he leaned almost his entire weight upon its flat surface, hands running over his facade and through his hair as he beat himself up mentally for being so stupid.
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Post by Ayrn on Feb 28, 2010 2:58:44 GMT -5
With how she looked she was in no mood to go to somewhere public nor could she go to the neighbours knowing that they would ask a hundred and one questions about what was happening and they still had yet to meet Erix so she did not want them to think badly of him before even meeting him she knew that when the time came that it would be hard enough for him as it was. So the entire morning she spent wrapped in a warm sweater curled up in a hammock in the backyard hovering lightly above the snow that had fallen the night before she was sure that it would look strange since it was not really weather for the hammock but she engulfed herself in the book that she had brought with her and it managed to take her mind off the current situation. As soon as the lights in the bed room flicked on she tensed a little knowing he would be waking soon and would most likely trek down the stairs now and she did not want to face him right now. She stood from her place in the hammock acting quite juvenile as the book was placed just under the cover by the hot tub before she snuck under the cover of the trees as branch flicked her in the back of the head and she grumbled something inaudible thinking of how dumb she was being sitting there hiding in the bushes. Her escape plan was thought out in great detail, many times she had snuck back into her house scaling the small pipe that ran along the side and drained off the roof and she managed to get onto the roof from there and it was a smooth sailing from there on her bedroom window she kept unlocked and she crawled in through there. She had done it so many times. Though mostly when it was dark not now that the sun was up and shining through her path. She barely resisted the urge to hum the mission impossible theme song as she watched the lights in the kitchen turn on and he was playing right into her plan. A mischevious smirk crossing her lips as she slunk along the side of the house to the place she knew he could not see from the kitchen window. The same pipe that aided her so many times did not let her down. Luckily she was in good shape and managed to hoist herself up onto the roof taking care since it was slippery she now would have to walk across the whole roof. She got down on her hands and knees and proceeded to crawl. It was all going great until she reached the side that bordered on her neighbours and she could see them in their own respective house eating their breakfast. She had to stand to flatten herself against the side where it was narrow. She faced the house so she did not see the old woman as she came outside the stare at the absurd girl scaling the wall. Of course it would be on the side that was visible with the kitchen. Ayrn are you trying to get yourself killed? What the hell are you doing. A steady stream or swear words were then muttered since Erix would most likely see the woman and her plan was foiled though this was not before her foot hit a super slippery patch of the roof. Shit. She muttered under her breath before she caught the edge of the gutters and was hanging from the roof. Giving in knowing that he would see one of these things she allowed herself to drop from the roof since it was not too far from the ground from where she clung to the gutters and it was then that she realized how ridiculous it was. She landed on her back in the snow with an 'oomph' followed by giggling that made her sound even crazier. Right now she did not care who approached her since the older woman appeared at her side asking her if she was ok and then proceeding to yell at her for her careless act.
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Post by Lonestar on Feb 28, 2010 3:31:25 GMT -5
After a few moments in the same position, Erixic pushed himself up with a sigh, gaze turning to the plate of breakfast set out on the table, finding that despite how the knowledge that they had fought the night before Valentines Day made him want to throw up, he was still surprisingly hungry. Grabbing a piece of bacon and sticking it in his mouth, hand picked up the rest of the plate and moved to the microwave, turning it on for thirty seconds in order to heat up the slightly cold meal while eating the one strip of bacon. When the timer beeped, he retrieved the plate from the mini oven and pulled out a stool at the counter to sit at while he ate, facing with his back to the wall. Leg jiggled in constant nervious movement while he ate, mind going ninty miles a hour wondering what the hell he was going to do. To be sure, Ayrn would not be too keen upon seeing him today just as he was not too excited to have to address the subject of last night, but where had she gone to early? It was not like he had slept in late. Heck, the sun was barely beginning to peak over the horizon, casting its rays across the white covered world. Liquids gaze blankly out the window at the blinding wonderland as each forkful was brought to his lips, his appreciation for the beauty of the season being lost upon the day for many other matters called to his attention. Once he finished, the bloke washed out his dishes in the sink before loading them into the dish washer, pausing for a moment as he thought he heard a noise from above, but after hearing nothing else, dismissing the matter. He had just finished putting away the milk and was heading towards the living room to occupy his time with some TV when another noise sounded, this one louder than the last. With a frown, Erix moved to look out the window, sockets widening with horror and surprise at the sight he found at the side of the house. Nearly running out the door, the man arrived at the scene just as the essa let go, mocha locks bouncing into the air as figure collided with the ground. Apparently, he had not been the only one to witness the lass' moment of insanity because Erixic was not the first to the scene, but instead it was the girl's elderly next door neighbor of whom she talked of multiple times. He apparoached as the elder finished giving the younger a lecture about responsibility, strides haulting beside her and after a moments hesitation, frame kneeled down, hand resting upon her shoulder lightly. You ok? Vocals ask quietly, gently, containing the words he would have rather said while orbs examine her body, lingering upon her still swollen ankle for a moment as he listened for the answer. Alright, let's get you inside. Monotoned lyrics emited as arms scooped the lady up from the ground, a smile flashing in the neighbors direction. They exchanged a few words then the baron started towards the door, the eldery woman yelling after them to have a wonderful valentines day. Teeth clenched once at this, but any other signs of the well wishing bothering him were erased, steps taking them back into the house and out of the cold where he set her down upon the sofa. Standing there moments after, a slightly tense silence fell over them, the duke choosing to finally walk away and go to the kitchen. What the hell were you doing Ayrn? Exhasperated tunes question, back turned towards her and therefore the sounds coming out less clear than they normally would.
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Post by Ayrn on Feb 28, 2010 4:30:33 GMT -5
Her laughing did not stop even when the older women was reprimanding her. A sly smile crossing her features the landing was soft on the snow the cold seeping in though her pajama shirt that yes she was still wearing outside. She had been hoping not to even see another soul this morning. If you looked closely she was a mess, her eyes were slightly puffy from crying and she of course was not wearing make up. Her ankle was swollen and looked painful. Her luck really seemed to be bad lately. She did not speak as he asked if she was ok she did not want to say what had crossed her mind and as soon as she spotted him her laughter stopped and fell silent a slightly worried and apprehensive looked crossed her face. She shifted slightly though it would not be visible to the neighbour who upon seeing that he was handling the situation moved back into the house though she knew the woman would still be watching and she would not cause a scene in front of her. Though she did not speak scared the words that might come from her mouth would send him into his next rant. She was scooped up even though there were no injuries attained from the small fall. Had they not been watched she would have squirmed out of his grasped though instead a blank emotionless look overtook her features as her frame was rigid. Not hesitating to get down from his grips as they were in the house. Landing a little harshly on her ankle though no signs of even recognition of pain flashed across her face she was much too focused. Gaze was completely emotionless and if he looked deeply enough there was a certain sense of defeat that crossed her features. She was sure that if she told him the true reason she had been on the roof he would be very upset. So she took a different route. Of course the sound of his voice asking her what the 'hell' she had been doing on the roof made her stomach churn and a fresh round of tears threatened to spill over she bit her lip though and managed to keep them at bay though he would be able to see the attempt. It was clear that he was still trying to keep the fight going since he did not just leave the fact that she had been on the roof why did it matter? Happy Valentines Day. She muttered lowly though there was no signs of anger in her voice and it was quiet enough that it was almost inaudible. Slowly steps carry her to the stairs. Where she had been trying to get to on her trek across the roof. It seemed juvenile now though it really did not matter. Locking the bathroom door behind her she turned the hot water on she had not showered since she had been rolling around on the ground yesterday night with the trap on her leg. It seemed so long ago not simply 10 hours max ago. She stepped under the rushing water and it seemed to soothe her making her feel a little better. She simply stood there for what could have been fifteen minutes. Finishing her shower after that she wrapped her body in a soft towel. Still with the door locked she blowdried her hair. Allowing it to fall straight along her shoulders. Her eyes were no longer puffy so she applied a thin layer of mascara and eye liner before stepping out into the room and into her closet. Though it was only moments that she picked clothes out and was back in the bathroom again behind locked doors. Changing into a flattering pair of jeans and a silky ebony top she emerged from the bathroom tossing the towel in the dirty laundry hamper before continuing down the stairs grabbing her jacket. She had not decided whether or not she was leaving yet she would wait to see how he would react. What a day this was turning out to be so far. She had woken with her ankle throbbing the taste of alcohol still in her mouth though that had been the only thing that had allowed her to sleep through the night since she knew that she did not want to take the sleeping pills she had upstairs since she had already taken an anti-inflammatory for her ankle. She had been finished fighting from the moment she had gotten out of bed even hoping that breakfast might make him in a little better mood though it did not seem to matter. He seemed like he would try to use any excuse to start it all back up now so she gave him nothing to fight her about staying silent except for her previous comment.
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Post by Lonestar on Feb 28, 2010 18:09:56 GMT -5
Irritation tightened his jaw as the maiden avoided his question, but the words she spoke melted the feeling away an instant later. Shoulders slumped and head hung, arms bracing against the counter by the fridge and body remained in that position as the bloke listened to the lass's steps as she headed up the stairs. With a heavy sigh, Erixic stirred himself, spine straightening a bit as figure slowly turns around, heading in a dreading way across the living room. He was tired of the fighting; tired of the tension between them. The night alone has sobered him a bit and now all he wanted to do was pull the damsel, apologize, and somehow make it up to her. As he started up the stairs, the sound of the shower turning on met his lobes, causing him to hesitate upon the lower landing. For a moment, a picture of him bursting into the bathroom, joining her in the shower and making the day really feel like Feburary the 14th. But, the male dismissed the rather radical idea and turned around, sinking heavily onto the couch. It would be pointless to follow her upstairs now when she was obviously otherwise occupied. She would probably deny him anyway. So, he sat in the living room, listening silently to the noises of the lass busying herself around the upper level, leg jiggling in a sign of impaitence while eyes stare at a blank TV. Legs haulted its movement and dome whipped around to look at the essa as she came back down the stairs, facade hardening and orbs banishing any emotion at the sight of her dressed up and ready to go out. Frame rose, anger again flaring inside of him. Apparently it didn't matter to her that they were fighting; didn't matter that the only words they had exchanged since the night before were cold and devoid of any feeling. Got plans tonight? Tunes ask bitterly, a glare being sent in her direction before he brushed past her and stalked up the stairs. Upon arriving in their room, he went straight to his dresser, jerking open the drawer where he had stashed his purchase from the night before and grabbing the bag from its contents space, headed back down the stairs. Hand disappeared into its contents and pulled out a long, slender black box that anyone would recongize as something that held jewlery. Seeing as I am not included, might as well give you this now. He tossed it in her direction, not caring where it landed and dropping the bag to the floor, moved to stand with arms crossed in front of bare chest, his back to her and eyes gazing out into the back yard without seeing what was there, breath accelerated slightly as the adrenaline continued to coarse hot through veins. The box clattered onto the hardwood floor somewhere behind him and the drake felt remorse for throwing his gift at her, picturing the silver chain with heart shaped pendant that he had bought in his mind and knowing he would regret it if it were broken.
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Post by Ayrn on Feb 28, 2010 20:39:44 GMT -5
As she neared the end of the stairs her previous intentions were void. She had planned to simply tell him she wished to forget the whole event and tell him that she had planned a dinner for them before this had all happened. Though now it seemed he would jump at her throat again. Really Erixic. Do you just like to fight? I came down here willing to put this entire thing behind us and let you know that I had made dinner reservations for us tonight a long time ago. Her voice cracked at the end of the sentence holding back the emotions that threatened to spill forth. Eyes were pressed closed as a frustrated sigh parted rose kissers. It seemed no matter what she did he was going to find something wrong with it and find something to jump at her throat about. She could not believe how he was acting. She did not want to fight and she thought that she might have made that apparent when she made him breakfast this morning and when she had tried to avoid the question that was being used to get her angry again. Now as she stared straight at the ground a pain in her chest immerged as he walked up the stairs and away from her and threw the small box in her direction. This was all that she could take and she burst into tears eyes were clouded. She moved over to the couch. By now her eyeliner and mascara was running and she did not pick up the delicate box on the ground. She fought the urges to yell curse words at him though she knew that would simply make it all worse. Though she was not too sure how much worse it would be able to get after all he would not stop his rampage long enough for her to even talk to him or get a word in edgewise. Let me know when you are finished being like this and we can talk.
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Post by Lonestar on Feb 28, 2010 23:22:35 GMT -5
Stone counterance faultered as the essa revealed her plans for them that night to him, offering an explanation for her being dressed as she was. After a moments hesitation, figure slowly started to turn around, arms falling from their tense position back to his sides. Pain and many other emotions flashed across features as he watched his beloved break down, sobs shaking her petite figure while she held her face in her hands. Without thinking, strides quickly carried him across the room, arms moving to pull the maiden close while lips tried to press a kiss to her dome. I'm sorry Ayrn. I just, ugh, I wasn't thinking. It's just, I've felt like you have ignored me all morning and so when you came downstairs dressed and ready to go out, I lost it. Please forgive me. I hate fighting like this and should have ended this last night, but didn't and I regret not doing so. Palm moved to cup her cheek, trying to turn her emerald gaze up to look into his own mercury depths, expression apprehensive and sad as he looked down at her. Upon seeing her smeared makeup and puffy eyes, face fell even more, thumb moving to whipe some of the black ink from her skin, but only managing to smear it even more and off to the side. Feeling even worse after his failed attempt, Erixic leaned in to kiss her tenderly, wishing he could take back the past few hours and redo everything all over again, starting with last night. After a moment, his hold released her, form rising and moving to the spot where the black box had landed with the necklance in it. Bending over to pick it up, he then moved back over to the couch, sinking down onto the cusions beside her and holding it out to her. Here. I was on the ball for once and got this for you yesterday. Tunes inform her quietly, hoping to ease past the previous tension and move on with the day. After all, what was Valentines day if one didnt spend it with the person they loved? Wasn't it all about showing another how much you cared? If neither could set aside their pride and forget the whole thing on the one day set aside in the year for love, why were they together?
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Post by Ayrn on Mar 2, 2010 14:56:56 GMT -5
Slender frame shook slightly though she was silent tears falling along cheeks leaving trails along her face. She did not move when he came over to her and wrapped her in his arms. In fact she felt her heart speed up as if she was expecting him to yell some more even though it was apparent that he was trying to make her feel better. The anger that he had just possessed terrified her. Ivories clamp her lip to make sure that she kept her words to herself knowing he would not like to hear what she had to say. So much had happened in the last twelve hours. She had been caught in a trap and her ankle still throbbed and she cringed upon replaying the metallic clunk as the trap snapped shut over her leg. The sickening noise making her slightly queasy. She felt overwhelmed. After her leg had been pried from the trap she then allowed herself to be taken to a farm in the middle of no where and although it was one of the last things she wanted, to be found practically naked by an old man in the middle of the woods she knew that the other option was being dead out in the trap. There was simply not enough time for her to have hidden even if Erix managed to switch forms and drag her out of the way, the man was too sharp and would have found them and then how would she explain all that. Oh yah they were just out in the middle of the woods in the middle of the night half naked on his property. That was if they did not get shot first they would have to explain what they were doing out there that night. Then for him to get so mad that he yelled and screamed at her, she did not sleep well on the couch either so that added to the bad mood that she was in already and sure it did not help that her plan to get into their bedroom without him knowing had been foiled as she fell off the roof and although she would not admit it had mad her ankle a little more sore with the way that she had fallen. Then when he had come up to her and looked as though he was going to fight her again she had simply lost it. The pain deep in her stomach churned as he tried to force her to look up. The submissiveness she had traditionally shown when they had gotten in their first fights from the way that Dillon had treated her was starting to resurface as she barely met his gaze was he forced her chin upward. She could not help but become withdrawn from the situation the angry words flashed in her mind and she knew that she needed a little time to overcome the feeling that she thought she had been rid of so long ago. She never thought this would happen to her again feeling this way but apparently you don't rid your that easily. Unfolding herself from where she was on the couch she stood against his grasps. Right now Erixic. I am not really in the mood, give me a little while. She spoke so soft it would almost be silent. She simply needed a little while to allow herself to unwind from all that had happened.
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Post by Lonestar on Mar 2, 2010 22:47:05 GMT -5
Startled, surprised eyes followed the lass as she stood, his lips parting slightly in a consequence of the emotion. Quickly however, the reaction was hidden, facade easily becoming like one of a statue, slate eyes glancing away from the maiden as arm extended and set the box upon the table before him. This sort of reply he had not quite expected to come from his lover's lips, though, as to why the lord was so naïve to think such, it is quite unexplainable. Of coarse she would not forgo all which had happened in exchange for a few kisses and words of apology. It had been absurd to expect such, and yet, the male felt a deep sense of disappointment and failure at having been turned down as he had. Figure rose, still not looking at the vixen as he stood a bit awkwardly for a moment, unsure of how to continue from where they were. Ok. Vocals reply weakly, feeling quite pathetic that he did not say one of the other things which stuck his mind to be spoken, however, none of them felt right, at least, not to him and he was sure she did not want to hear much more from him anyway. Hand lifted as if to touch her, but instead, the drake allowed it to fall back to his side, body moving past her in the direction of the stairs before he seemed to think of something else and paused, turning back to her halfway and finally allowing gaze to take in the delicate creature whom his words had harmed. When you're ready to talk. . . Tunes dwindled off, the man knowing he didn't have to finish. Turning around slowly, he started up the stairs, taking two at a time on his way to their bedroom. Upon reaching the doorway, all his forward motion came to an aburpt hault, a heavy sigh escaping parted kissers as shoulders sagged. Palm dragged across mask, Erixic suddenly looking tired and old far beyond his age. As arm fell back to his side, feet lifted and he moved into the room, pulling the door shut behind him as he went. From there, he went to the bathroom, turning the hot shower on and allowing the steam to fill the bath before stripping out of his boxers and stepping beneath the stream, but even the heat did nothing to stir his mind from its hazed existance. Lids closed over depths, the baron refusing to think, to move. He had nothing to do that day so why did it matter anyway? Ayrn would probably cancel her dinner plans. She was always good at taking care of the stuff that needed to be taken care of when things went wrong. Annoyance with his train of thoughts caused the bloke to suddenly and viciously shut off the water, wrist flicking violently as he twisted the knob before pulling back the shower curtains and stepping out into the still steam filled room. Drearily, a towel was wrapped around his waist, the corner fold being tucked into the top before the white door was pulled open and the cold air hit his bare chest. A sharp breath was pulled in then slowly released, figure moving across the room to his dresser. He stood there facing the sturdy wooden furniture, unsure of what to do next. What did he change into? Nice clothes to match was the essa was wearing downstairs? Jeans and a t-shirt? Or perhaps just sweatpants, since the possibility of him leaving the house that day was slim to none? With a disgusted snarl, hand pushed at the top drawer, bodice spinning to lumber to the chest at the foot of the bed, stature slumping as he sank into a seated position upon its surface, head falling to rest in his hands, elbows resting upon knees.
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Post by Ayrn on Mar 3, 2010 0:01:03 GMT -5
A deep inhale was taken as the males steps were heard walking up the stairs he sounded devastated. It was party her fault as well so why this had affected her in this way she was unsure but she took a couple moments resting her forehead in his hands and taking deep breaths to calm her nerves pushing the unwanted lingering thoughts from her mind before it was clear enough to think. Picking up the phone she dialed the number to the restaurant though she could not bring herself to cancel the well thought out plans. Why allow this to ruin the night she had tried so hard to plan. There was still enough time. She hung up the phone long before someone answered and steps carry her up the stairs and as joyful smile crossed her face and by now Erix probably thought she was bipolar by the sudden swing of her mood though she had been looking forward to this night for a long time now. Get changed. Formal. We are going out. She announced before steps carry her back down the stairs almost slipping on the hardwood as socked feet lost traction. Palm gripping the railing before sliding the rest of the way down with her reflexes making the rapid motion possible. Grabbing the box from where he had left it she opened it revealing the necklace and a broad smile covered her features. She was back up the stairs before she knew it and sitting in his lap. A leg on either side of his hips with a small grin plastered on stunning features. I love it. Not as much as I love you though. She held the chain and passed it to him inching her neck forward so that he would be able to help her put it on since it went with the attire that she would be wearing for the night. She had to change once more now that she knew that the plans were in place. A small smirk upturned kissers as she met his eyes for a moment. As he finished lips met his with quite a force drawing him close to her. Breathing accelerated providing oxygen for the pumping blood that coursed wildly through her veins and butterflies appeared in her stomach and instantly everything was right again simple as that. They were the way that they were supposed to be in Valentines day. She would not let either of their foul mood ruin this. You need to be ready in fifteen minutes. She whispered hot breath reached the nape of his neck. She then jumped from his lap and was on her feet ignoring the throbbing in her ankle even the pain would not ruin the night. She knew that for this event she might have outdone herself a little though it meant a lot for her to not be alone on Valentines Day. She closed the closet door behind her pulling out a garment bag she had pushed secretly to the back of the closet. A stunning cocktail dress of deep navy was pulled over frame. It was taut in all the right places and accented the girls small curves dipping in the front enough to show an acceptable amount of cleavage that would drive him nuts. The necklace looked amazing with it. Fingers toyed with the necklace with a small smile. Heels were then picked out and she was almost as tall as the male. She snuck into the bathroom quick enough to hope he would not notice and re did all of her make up. Emerging now for the final time. A playful wink was shot in his direction as she knew his eyes would be on her as she walked down the stairs into the direction of the front door. As she passed she spotted the car she had ordered sitting in front of the house. The driver being the same male that had tended to her house while she was away. She rushed out to say hi and was engulfed by a big hug. Waiting for Erix to come outside she spoke. Damien this is Erixic, my boyfriend, Erixic this is Damien, he took care of the house while we were away. The sleek black limo looked large against the back drop of the setting sun. She moved closer to Erix lacing her digits with his. And turning to whisper to him. I might have gone a little overboard. She murmered with a playful smile.
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Post by Lonestar on Mar 3, 2010 1:25:52 GMT -5
Chin lifted and dome moved from where they rested in his head, a bewildered expression flashing at the lady as she yelled at him to get ready for the dinner she apparently had not yet canceled. He remained still long after the essa departed from the upstairs corridor, simply blinking at the empty space left about him which hung heavy with her words. How had she changed so quickly? Was it not moments before that she was telling him to leave her be? Surely such little span of time had not changed her mind, but yet femine vocals had declared this so. Unseeing mercury orbs jerked towards the doorway as Ayrn again entered, striding confidently up to him and stradling his lap. Lids blinked over pool rapidly, the male attempting to take all of what was happening quickly though all the information seemed impossible for his dulled mind to process. Head jerked back as he startled, the maiden holding out the necklace he had bought her for him to help her put on. Without thinking, he reached out and complied, still uncertain of what to think really about what was happening. Then, rosey lips pressed to his and he was awoken, hands moving instantly to grasp her sides and pull her closer, his natural confidence returning as he kissed her back. Fingers knead her skin yearningly, forcing himself to bite back a half groan and allowing her to pull away to deliever his deadline. Ruefully, the drake yielded to her wishes, hold releasing petite waist a moment before stature straightened, occulars watching the fatal while figure moved about his own buiness, grabbing black socks and underwear from his dresser. Frown flashed at her as she shut the closet door, barring his sight from whatever she was up too, but there was little time to think about her secretive doings now for he was on a time line. Moving to his own closet, the duke produced a pair of black slacks, a black belt, and his favorite dress shirt, one of darkish gray color with a satin finish that made the fabric shine in new ways with each move the man made. After pulling on the pants and tightening the belt, Erix lay the shirt upon the matress and moved to the bathroom, reminding himself that his hair was still wet. Didgets fluffed the curly locks a bit, slight frown contourting the handsome facade in the mirror. Glance was taken at the contessa's blow dryer, lips twisting slightly at the thought that now entered his mind. Normally, he would not even think about drying his hair with the blow dryer for he did not like the way it made his hair act, but he was pressed from time and this was the only option avalible at the moment. Reaching to grab it sluggishly, the man reluctantly turned it on and allowed the blast to move over his strands, drying the droplets that still clung to golden locks. When he finished, the dryer was turned off and he moved back to pull on his shirt, finishing the last button as the lass stepped out of the bathroom and caught his eye. Fingers froze upon the button, pair locked onto the navy clad diaphram as the damsel waltzed past him, causing eyebrows to raise at the change in clothing. Once she was out of his visual, the bloke quickly finished up, tucking his shirttail in before following after. Surprise lit features as he caught a glance out the window, trying to not feel reluctant to step outside. Once in the night air, he turned and locked the door behind them, hands sliding into pockets of his pants as he approached the pair that stood by the limo. Broad smile greeted the other male, hand sticking forward to shake his. Pleasure to finally meet you. Vocals spoke, chuckling slightly to himself before focus was stolen away by the essa as usual, head turning slightly as her words entered into his lobes. Amused laughter emitted at her confession, torso leaning away slightly while teasing depths sparkled across at her. A little? Tunes joke, arm moving to wrap around her waist to pull figure against his side. So where are you dragging me off to my dear?
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Post by Ayrn on Mar 3, 2010 1:54:12 GMT -5
The tall lanky male reached out to shake hands with Erix as their introductions were made and it was clear why Ayrn got along with him so well he was good natured and pleasent. He them opened the door to the sleek black car for them before moving to the drivers side and hopping in. He was single so when she told him of her plans he had happily obliged as he had many times before. This car was the same one that carried her to some of her more important business meetings from way before she had met Erix. Stepping into the car before him a broad smile crossed her features. Never mind where we are going just enjoy the ride. Arms rested lightly on the arm rest and she watched out the window at the streetlight passing by at a rapid rate. They were being taken to a far edge of town and they arrived there within ten minutes and the door was opened as soon as they pulled in front of a very fancy Italian restaurant. Unlike the majority of the restaurants its sign was not neon and 'Umbertos' was written in a fancy scroll lit by pot lights behind it looking stunning. There was a large fountain in the front and waterfall. She thanked Damien giving him instructions before then turning to the door palm remained within his as strides carry her to the door. She allowed him to open the door before her and stepped into the dim restaurant. Elegant music rang out through the cozy atmosphere. The hostess reached her in record time with a small smile. She asked if they had a reservation and she nodded since she knew that there would be no way that they would be able to get into this restaurant on this special night. She stated her name and they were lead to a booth along the back as she had requested conveniently placed right by the dance floor. She took her seat in the comfortable booth. So what do you think? She asked quietly she knew that he would be completely pleased with the service and the food here. The waitress approached them as soon as they had gotten settled in the booth. What would you like to drink? She ordered an iced tea and the girl waited for him to order before she then moved off to get them their orders and returned to the table, she looked as though she was just waiting on their table and she was instantly impressed. There were a lot of others around the restaurant though somehow it seemed private and a small candle glowed on the table. She stepped up from the table with a small smile before making her way to the washroom. She knew that he would be watching her retreating figure and allowed her hips to sway slightly with the motion enough to look alluring. After using the facilities and washing her hands she walked back to their table. Just in time for the waitress to come and take their orders. She had already looked at the menu before she had booked the reservation. Penne Carbonara with Chicken, please. The waitress nodded and turned to him. She then left to go put the orders in and her attention was placed on him. Waiting to see what he had to say hoping this was an appropriate way to spend their evening. She secretely had another present waiting for him though they would come later.
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Post by Lonestar on Mar 3, 2010 12:27:18 GMT -5
Crown shook at the essa's words, hand resting comfortably upon the small of her back as she stepped down and slid into the limo, dodging answering his question as he should have expected. Eyes roll playfully at Ayrn where the other man could see just before head ducks beneath the metal frame to join the fatal inside the vehicle, handsome, innocent smile overtaking features as mischivious gaze looks towards the essa, hand resting upon her thigh. Eyes looked past her out the window upon which she was leaning as the car began to move, streelights and other cars flashing by. Amused smirk found its way onto features as a few people whom they passed gapped at their ride, one woman even getting a disgruntled look upon her mask and reaching over the slap her male companion who was driving before starting to yell at him, obviously unsatisfied with her Valentine's Day treatment. Erixic could only feel sorry for the poor guy after that because they turned the corner and the other pair were out of his view. Some women were just unappeaseable no matter what a man did to try and make her happy. Brows raised slightly as the vehicle slowed to a stop in front of an italian resurant he had passed a few times, heard good things about, and had always wanted to try, but knew he had to have a reservation and the time just never seemed to be there. Following the maiden out of the car, arm instantly moved to wrap around her waist as they stepped away from the door, pools taking in the front entrance of the place while she gave instructions to her friend. He thought it kind of strange that the person whom the girl had often spoke of as her best friend was driving the limo for them on a night that most people would be out on their own date, but also knew by the other information she had told him about Damien that his fellow bloke was a good friend and was probably driving them around as a favor. After she was done, they moved on into the resurant, the hostess leading them to a booth after checking the reservation the damsel had made. Soft chuckles escaped when an expectant expression was turned to him and she asked what he thought. Hand reached across the table, grasping hers and bringing it to his lips, spine leaning back against the cusion as joined grips rested back upon the table. I think you are amazing. Vocals replied, attention turning to the waitress as she approached and asked for their drink orders. He echoed her order for iced tea and as the stranger moved off to get their drinks, as did his companion. Accusing glare followed her as she walked away, catching the extra shasay of her hips that she added. Damn women knew what she did to him and enjoyed torturing him. Lifting his arm and allowing it to settle upon the back of the booth, Erix tore his orbs from the position where the fea had disappeared, and found that he was already apprehensive for the time when they would be headed back home. Becoming bored, he grabbed up a menu, scanning over it until Ayrn returned. Glancing up, he flashed her a quick smile and then was quickly distracted as the waitress returned and took their dinner order. Ill have the filet mion. Medium rare. He answered polietly, handing his menu to her before turning back to Ayrn, shifting forward in his seat rather than relaxing back as he had been previously. Are you always this good with holidays? Lyrics asked, favorite crooked grin playing upon lips as he awaited her reply.
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Post by Ayrn on Mar 3, 2010 23:41:05 GMT -5
The restaurant had already impressed her long before the food arrived as many people had she had driven by it many times and yet never been inside the building apart from the night that she had made the reservation of course she had to check it out before she decided if it would be the place they went for their long overdue night out. It seemed like it had been so long since they never really ended up going out when they had been in Hitari something always seemed to get in the way. Whether it was a raging fight that lasted more then a couple days or her getting attacked by Izar. There had been so many down times there she was determined to make this different she wanted their relationship to gain the stability that they had early on. When she had been with him for less then a month she had felt like she had known him for years. Their relationship spun out of control and moved so fast though that seemed to be the way that it needed to be and they thrived off it and whenever they tried to slow it down it seemed like bad things happened. She was more then content now though a state of bliss might be more accurate even though they had been fighting not too long ago she allowed herself to shake that off and allowed herself to simply get over it knowing that it was nothing that needed to be held onto the more pain and anger you held onto the harder it was for the relationship to strive and quite frankly it was not worth it since even though they were angry it came down to the same thing they both loved eachother way too much to allow it to seperate them since they were stronger when together. She still felt as though they could and would get through anything as long as they were together. She did not know how she had functioned without him before they were together it all seemed like so long ago. When Damien had been the only male she spent any time with and even then it had never been romantic even if they might have wanted that at one ancient time it would complicate things beyond belief they needed nothing more then a business partnership. He had stood by her side through so much though and she had been the same to him. When he disappeared to Europe for months on end she had become the caretaker of his estate which was a little more elaborate then her town house. They just took care of eachother it was a silent agreement. one another their business would fail. These thoughts were pushed out of her mind for the time being. This night was about Valentines day. This would come up another time. She knew that she wanted to bring him into the business though she was not too sure how he would respond to that. She smiled in the waitresses direction as she then returned with the food placing it in front of them before leaving them to eat in peace. Her apetite suddenly increased with the aroma that was given off the steaming plate. Fork was raised to her mouth and the food was delicious. She finished her meal in record time and for once was finished before the male that sat across from her. When he asked if she always went this all out for holidays a mere chuckle rattled her rib cage. Well why not when I am with someone as amazing as yourself? As he finished his meal a smirk widened features. Dance? She asked getting to her feet and grabbing his hand and jerking him towards the dancefloor. Classical music floated along the air sounding rich and vibrant in the restaurants atmosphere. Wrapping her arms around his neck forehead was rested against his chest loving and thriving off the closeness. She would then ask her question. Damien and I have a business meeting tomorrow. Would you come with? She asked quietly. Brow was raised as she turned to look up at him. She still had one more suprise in store for the evening though she wanted to know the answer to the question right away while she remembered to ask him.
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Post by Lonestar on Mar 6, 2010 22:06:36 GMT -5
Torso shifted backwards, spine again resting against the booth's cusion as the waitress returned to the table a few minutes later with the plates upon which was the food they had ordered. After turning a polite smile and a thank you to the girl, posture was adjusted once again as he grabbed up the fork, twirling it between his thumb and forefinger while also picking up the knife to cut into the meat. Pleased smile tugged at his lips as the utinsel sliced into the cooked flesh, juices squeezing out of the steak to pool upon the plate. Chuckling slightly to himself, Erixic stuck a chuck with his fork and brought it to his mouth, nodding with satisfaction at the way his dinner had been cooked. Although one would never consider taste when they thought of the many senses which being a shifter enhanced, but when it was said that all of the abilities had increased, taste was included. Strangely enough, the male could tell the slightest differences on how any sort of food was cooked. If it was slightly undercooked or overcooked, rare, medium or well done without even having to look at the condition of what he was eating. Also, as a consequence of his "condition," he tended to prefer steak that was what some people would jokingly say was "still mooing." Eating at a slower than normal pace, the baron found himself finishing up after the essa, brows raising a little when he saw that she had finished already. He finished chewing the piece in his mouth before swallowing and speaking. Someone's a little hungry tonight. Vocals tease, chuckles emitting as he sets his fork upon the table, a sign that he was done with the food upon his plate. Nodding at her suggestiong, mass rose as hers did and he dutifully followed her from the seat to the section of the resurant cleared for dancing. Hands slide to her waist, resting there comfortably as their bodies swayed together with the soft classical music. Chin lifted slightly to rest upon her dome as the vixen layed her cheek upon his chest, lids closing briefly. Suddenly, the drake realized just how tired he was and started to question himself on whether the night would turn out as he had originally planned. The fight from the night before which had leaked over into the day had taken a lot out of him emotionally which pulled from him his physical strength. Trying to forget about all of that, thumbs slowly started to move in circular motions upon the damsel's hips, chest rising and falling at a steady rate and carring the lass's head with it. Pulling chin from the crest of her tiara, the man leans away slightly to look at catch her emerald gaze, one side of kissers lifing in a half smile at her question. Sure, I'll to come with you. I'm not much of a buisness guy, but if you want me to I will come.
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