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Post by Dawn Vharos on Jan 8, 2016 2:32:04 GMT
She'd laid as low as she could hiding as well as she could manage from the Asians and even skirting Lord mostly. He had become preoccupied with his new girlfriend it had seemed. Ghost was ghost and often busy their time together stolen most of the time.
Quick visits between cases and runs had begun to wear thin. so it was that she found her self and her bike parked at the pizzeria and her self inside with a plate of eggplant parm and breadsticks. Tucking a red curl behind her ear and blowing gently across a steaming fork during predinner rush.
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Post by Aloysius on Jan 8, 2016 6:20:13 GMT
He’d been skulking it was what one did when looking for drugs and those who dealt them. Sadly all he found tonight were actual drug purveyors. None of the elite specific dealers he was looking for. It was a shame that he’d drained those Fae shanghaiers he was sure they would know where the few drams he’d found were coming in to the city through. Sadly he was persona non grata these days. If he hadn’t occasionally taken drastic measures he was sure that they or those that sought after them would have waylaid him by now. Luckily they weren’t as dedicated to setting upon him as he was in remaining unmolested by their attentions.
So with very little to while away his time he turned his gaze towards divergence. He alit on the street amid full shadow. The comers and goers were busy rushing through the unseasonably cool of the evening. He was merely lost in thought and as any good hunter knew the best place to capture game was near feeding or watering holes. He wasn’t in need of feeding or in any real way interested actually he was simply keeping his skills sharpened, mostly out of boredom.
Moving into the restaurant he caught sight of the pilot of the terrible wailing beast which had destroyed the silence about the street not more than ten minutes’ pass. Cappie sat before watching her eat as he folded one leg over the other. His hands resting on his lap fingers laced. “So, dearie, ya ride ya beast a lot. I’d like a lesson when yer done.”
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Post by Dawn Vharos on Jan 8, 2016 7:02:54 GMT
Way do get snuck up on D she about bit her tongue in half as he out of no where appeared it seemed, he talked weird so she figured vampire or fea the girl knew both existed because shed been around far to many weird happenings and people to not know. Shed just never been thi close to one." she is a beast to be sure ..lesson is interesting and normally I dont let no body else drive her but yeah we could do that.."
She eyed him quick checking out his outfit and making sure he'd not get caught in the gears or clutch. She didn't see anything right off" I suppose I should get your name incase you steal my bike I can tell the cops who took it"
That was a laugh shed call her people before shed ever call the cops but he didn't need to know that.
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Post by Aloysius on Jan 8, 2016 7:30:13 GMT
She wasn’t afraid. She knew what he was and simply moved as if it were another day in the life. That made him curious. He spared a second to inhale the flavors of her meal as well as the scent of her. It took a second longer to separate the two but once he did he smiled. He would be able to find her in a hurricane surrounded by skunks if the need should arise.
" We? That has a nice ring to it doesn’t it. How is your meal?"
As she looked him over he thought it’d be rude to not return the favor. So he did taking pleasure in her curves.
"No cops would help should that ever be needed. And where are my manners? Oh that’s right I’ve never really had any." Cappie laughed at the jest and truth of it. Moving just ahair too quickly he reached across the table extending his hand towards her. “Captain Aloysius Pierce. Cappie to most.”
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Post by Dawn Vharos on Jan 8, 2016 7:51:55 GMT
She caught his perusal and smirked but the head tilted" its fair enough but not like Im used to "
Then he was across from her hand extended with as interesting a name as shed thought" Cappie then Im Dawn Vharos but most call me D or FG which is short for my bartending stage name fire goddess"
She had that name for other reasons but you didn't go pouring your heart out to some one who could rip it out and drink from it like a juice box well not normally and how." Yea I suppose they wouldn't help me much since we dont right get along any how"
She winked but then pushed the food away shed pack it for later this guy was way more interesting.
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Post by Aloysius on Jan 9, 2016 8:34:57 GMT
“Fire Goddess?” He asked recollecting having witnessed her behind the bar at the Cicada club. Her red hair was unmistakeable. Namely as it was a color only found naturally amongst the fae. She was obviously and clearly not one of their ranks. It made her fair game.
"Allow me to guess your cuisine of choice… " Smiling he allowed his hand to linger in hers flirting wantonly. Removing his hand slower he sat back in his chair. Stroking his beard, he looked at her considering her scent her complexion and her choice of food he smirked. “You’d prefer something spicy. Something meaty and perhaps something deep fried crisp.”
Smiling as he thought that sort of meal would suit her so much better. "They rarely do help anyone; I think it’s the brainwashing they have to go through to don the uniform. Perhaps there is some vampire at the academy insuring they are all such cunts."
As she pushed her food away he smirked and stood. Reaching for her he helped her to her feet. “Well dearie won’t we be off.”
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Post by Dawn Vharos on Jan 9, 2016 9:31:05 GMT
She nodded to his question on nsme but laughed as he obviously remembered something. Then the feel of his hand was odd parchmenty but work worn and fleshy. So human but diffrent she could understand now why fang bangers as they sometimes called them or bite bait would be ok with it he was kinda roguish and reminded her of the old romance books her momma loved.
" well nola girls do tend to love spice but I've been out here so long with these avacado granola and fish taco types its dulled my taste buds some"
She stood getting her box to go and let him lead her out. A man was out side looking a bit hard of times and smelling like a gas station bathroom. She paused looking at him a moment handed him her dinner with a five stuck to it. Her change from the tip shed left. His surprised face and snaggle tooth smile was all shed accep nodding and stepping over to the bike.
Looking at cappie" were gonna need maneuver room so your gonna ride bhind till we get somewhere more suitable aight?"
Sliding on her baby and sitting up some to give him room. Thighs strong from controling the monster she say it up waiting for him to get on and grip.
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Post by Aloysius on Jan 11, 2016 20:26:03 GMT
He watched her consider the tenterhooks that were his hands. Even the rejuvenation of his unlife could not hide his occupation as a former swabby and man of the sea.
"Nola? New Orleans? You’re from that pirate shanty town. I wouldn’t have guessed your diction and poise doesn’t speak of such a bawdy past. No wonder you’re so willing to dance with such a son of gun as myself. And why you ride such a noisome beast."
Her kindness to an old street dog down on his luck as derelict of fortunes as Cappie felt in soul spared her more than she would ever know. He’d planned on taking from her a bit of her vitality. Addicting to him surely as the fae attempted to addict him to their glamour but this humane act assured he would comport himself. He was a man of his word even if he only gave it himself.
Cappie laughed as she described a position he was fairly well appointed to. Not with her yet but he’d some experiences with such a predicament." If’n you need me behind you there I’ll be."
Throwing one leg over he snuggled in nice and tight his weight evenly distributed his feet finding the metal rests meant for a passenger. Head bent towards her ear he asked and teased, “That’s not too tight is it or would you like more of me?”
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Post by Dawn Vharos on Jan 12, 2016 4:06:00 GMT
She laughed" Of course that's why..no really I am and I've learned to control my pataua but get me drunk or riled enough and the quarter girl comes raging back"
She hadn't set out to impress and did stuff like this all the time when she had it. She made sure the club gave back often and it was odd because for someone who spent so much time on the wrong side of the law she was actually good hearted just tough and hard to read at times. When he said he was familiar with it in his own way and then slid in and held on she had an unexpected response to him behind her. Her spine went stiff and her skin goose pimpled despite the balmy cali temp. Then his words which could be taken in more then one fashion of which she was sure he knew had her flame red under the coco of her skin. Honestly flabbergasted for a moment.
Finally finding her voice and managing not to squeak" you are perfect as you are "
Kick starting her baby and hearing the roar to life then gearing her into drive and waiting for a clear path cutting out into traffic and away they went. Normally her focus went to to the road and she lost her self in the ride he was to distracting for that and she was now aware of every curve and texture of the road under them .
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Post by Aloysius on Jan 12, 2016 5:20:34 GMT
He smiled at her laugh it was throaty ribald and wholly embracing of life. He approved with his stolen warmth from his feedings he could also show how much he well and truly did. Her response to his nearness prompted a compliment of sorts. "I aim to please," He said his voice heavy with hints barely hidden.
“Not that I’m sure you are surprised you’re giving off a heat. Would ya mind if I’m in my shirt sleeves for this little ride. It would be rude to undress without your permission.” The way he spoke communicated more than he said permission was interchangeable with help and rude with unfun. He was a horrible flirt save he wasn’t well and truly flirting he was offering. The question was would she accept would she risk so much for a moment of pleasure or would she choose to delay gratification.
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Post by Dawn Vharos on Jan 12, 2016 19:38:40 GMT
One little vampire and her world would implode if she let it. She got hit on alot at work men said the darndest things. From openly telling her they were picturing her under them, to telling her they never had a girl like her and that it was a fantasy. She'd been approach by porn producers and video director of dubious quality, almost all sent packing except for that thirty second cameo as a bar tender in a video for a song you couldn't pay her to listen to again.
So why this rouge behind her seemed to make her blood hot enough to melt the one ring she couldn't fathom." sure take it off"
Trying to sound nonchalant about it but she wanted to find a grassy hill under moonlight and see what a beast of a diffrent sort could do. She trottled up and speed them scenery whipped by now along a coastal highway to the closest beach. Which would have an empty lot to ride in.
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Post by Aloysius on Jan 14, 2016 7:43:56 GMT
“Thank’ya Goddess,” He said his voice saying how much he’d like to thank her in a payment most carnal. Tossing his jacket away he once more wrapped himself around her. His forearms feeling the strength therein in her core. She was right fit. Even through the leather vestments she wore he could also gain a touch of her softness as well.
He was male after all and it was definitely a sirens song to anything male. Her womanness couldn’t be hidden if she covered herself in a gurney sack. Leaning in he again spoke managing to pitch his voice above the roaring wind that wrapped them a cocoon of their own safe and secure form the word that sped by. “Take this roadway just a few more moments there’s a rest area not far that overlooks the ocean has enough room for a bit of risk and lessons learned.”
It had all that he mentioned as well as more than enough seclusion for an assignation or three. He’d used the place before though not for any of the thoughts he could feel emanating from her.
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Post by Dawn Vharos on Jan 14, 2016 15:32:01 GMT
Nod as she knew it well the rest stop but her lip was in her teeth in response to his thank you. The part of her that was firebug and daredevil ran towards this head long the smaller part of her said to pull back. She costed in to the Lot and found it desolate not even any night surfers. Then she remembered that there had been great whites spotted recently up this way it was late mating season for them.
That struck her funny dangerous things in carnal embraces." seems we both will have a lesson tonight but mines probably shorter and yours can repay mine so slide off for a moment so I can explain how she works."
She had just admitted to wanting him but also showed shed wait till the first thing was complete before she let her self be swept away by his charms. Lashes dusting her cheeks then peeking through them at him. She sighed wistfully then went into a detailed and quick explanation of gears how to shift how to turn how to break. He wad clever she could tell and she didn't have to repeat anything.
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Post by Aloysius on Jan 15, 2016 6:13:27 GMT
Smiling the cat that got the canary he did as requested listening as she spoke. His mind only superficially taking in what she directed. He was more interested in the ay her face lit and danced as her obvious love for her machine shone through. He himself hid his love for the sea very well he never cut a glance to the beckoning waves. His eyes were all for her. He softened the weight of his gaze so as to not scare her and remembered to keep fidgeting so she would not be off out by the stillness of death so close at hand.
Nodding at the appropriate juncture a smirk on his lips. He offered again knowing she would take what was said and what was communicated. “So love your saying… To make her go…” He recounted what she’d relayed hinting at the clues she’d dropped as well as the double speak of obvious flirtation. He was incorrigible but it was his way. Do what felt right and in this moment this felt right. Secluded and alone the world merely background noise. Sliding astride he motioned he was ready even as he cautioned himself to take in the space slowly he would hate to leave her machine in the drink.
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Post by Dawn Vharos on Jan 15, 2016 18:36:55 GMT
She knew he had it but at the same time it scared her some to let him take over. Her belly danced inside in what was previously arousal now more anxiety. The way the rest stop was set up he'd have to really mess up to send her bike into the waves. There was the curb the grass the heavy wooden fence a drop to the beach then water. None of that calmed her anytho. She wrapped her arms round her self and tried to look encouraging after all how many times had tre had to put her back together after a fall or a scuffle." let the clutch out easy you should be ok"
Desperately wanting to go back to the fuzzed by potential ex brain she revisited how he felt wrapped around her ad that calmed her nerves.
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