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Post by ebony on Feb 24, 2011 21:13:00 GMT -5
She found herself smiling, a tiny bit of blush coming to her cheek bones. With each passing sidewalk crack, she felt more like a child in a blissful happiness. The warmth that was around her seemed to have seeped into her skin, warming her insides. She snuck a look up at Demitiri, and she quickly looked away, taking a glance over at the store windows. They were almost at the beach; you could tell by all the stores advertising swim suits and beach toys. Silly tourists falling for the overly expensive stores. She looked towards the sun that was quickly rising to the top of the large blue sky. "Demitri, what do you do for a living?" she asked quietly, wondering about him. She didn't know much about this intriguing man, and that gave her a slight buzz of mystery.
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Post by caboosebtw on Feb 24, 2011 21:39:49 GMT -5
He was a little startled by the question and needed a clever but correct way to answer it. If he told her that he was an assassin she would freak out, but if he lied then she would find out later and it would turn out bad for him. Thoughts raced through his mind and then he figured it out. "I am a contractor that is hired by individuals or private companies to clean up the streets." This was correct in every way, it was specific enough to suggest one thing, but broad enough to encompass many things, the perfect response. He looked into her eyes to see what she would think of his response and waited for what she would say.
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Post by ebony on Feb 24, 2011 21:55:28 GMT -5
A half grin spread across her face, and she tucked a piece of the silver hair behind her ear. "Well, that's very eco-friendly of you and the companies. I bet it gets tedious," she offered, looking back up at him. "I'm in school for nursing," she said quietly. She wished that she didn't have to go to school for something that she could simply use her powers on. She looked back at Demitri and then back to their intertwined hands. "Your, um wife. Was she nice?" she asked gently, wondering about the invisible woman that she had ran away from in his apartment.
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Post by caboosebtw on Feb 24, 2011 22:13:43 GMT -5
He was slightly startled by the question, usually he wouldn't mind answering questions about her but now just wasn't the time. "I would love to answer any questions you have about my wife, but I would prefer to do that later. I don't want to seem rude but it is slightly depressing, and I would like to keep today about us. But to answer something that I have seen in your eyes since I mentioned her, she would be happy to see me interacting with someone else. Since she died I have become fairly reclusive." His foot sunk a little, startled he looked down, sand they had already made it to the beach.
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Post by ebony on Feb 24, 2011 22:33:02 GMT -5
She nodded, another blush coming to her cheeks, but this time it was an embarrassed one opposed to the flirtatious blush that had previous covered her face. She felt her chest drop low at disappointing him, and the way that he seemed to be able to read her mind through just a glance at her eyes frightened her just in the slightest. The sand gave way, and her flipflops were removed quickly, to be carried in her open hand. Her teeth bit down on her lip, that nervous habit of her's popping out once more. The wind blew, ruffling both of their hair as the scent of the salty breeze tumbled by them. She looked at the waves, at the small children that ran into the waves with wake boards and boogie boards. How it would be nice to be small and innocent. She looked back up at him. "How about we stop at the beach house I'm staying at, and I can get some new clothes on. I feel wrinkly," she said with a small laugh.
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Post by caboosebtw on Feb 24, 2011 22:50:05 GMT -5
He chuckled at her joke. "Sounds like a wonderful plan. After the night you've had I would assume you would want to get a shower and get changed. I, uh, don't know where the house is so," he motioned forward "please lead the way."
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Post by ebony on Feb 24, 2011 22:57:46 GMT -5
She smiled, the soft twinge of her lips lightening the mood. "Um, well it's not too far down the beach," she said to him, digging into her small pockets for the little silver key that would unlock the door to the large house that was given to her for this week for vacation. "You're welcome to stay out on the beach if you prefer. You can also come in, I'm sure you can find something to do in that place," she added, pointing toward a house that looked large enough to house twenty people or so. "I haven't even gotten around to going in each room," she said softly, her bare feet digging into the sand to make it easier to walk up the dunes that were in front of the vacation house.
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Post by caboosebtw on Feb 24, 2011 23:06:36 GMT -5
They walked to the top of the dune in front of the house, and Demitri had decided to do something playful. Once they started to go down the other side he pulled her in front of him with his right arm, the hand he had been holding hers with, and wrapped his left arm around her. He then slid back onto his back and slid down the dune holding her.
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Post by ebony on Feb 28, 2011 17:59:29 GMT -5
She hadn't expected the playful act, and it caught her on surprise. She had an intense phobia of falling, and this qualified under this. She squeezed her eyes shut, tensed her muscles and hang onto him with as much force as possible. A tiny screech that could be mistaken for laughter found its way out of her mouth.
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Post by caboosebtw on Apr 3, 2011 8:54:54 GMT -5
As soon as he heard the screech he felt terrible, he had meant the action as playful but all he ended up doing was frightening her. As soon as they hit the bottom he stood up and offered her his hand to help her up. "I'm really sorry, I didn't meant to scare you."
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Post by ebony on Apr 3, 2011 9:01:02 GMT -5
By the time she reach the bottom, she was smiling and giggling. Sure, it had been frightening, but it was a nervous reaction of her's to laugh. She still clung onto him as he stood up apologizing, but she continued to laugh and giggle at his apologies. "It's fine," she managed to choke out, still holding onto his arm while she calmed her laughter down.
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Post by caboosebtw on Apr 6, 2011 20:16:25 GMT -5
Seeing that she was okay relieved him, he would've felt terrible if he had scared her, especially with the way things seemed to be going. He thought about tackling her in the sand, playfully of course, but decided against it. Instead of this he decided just to stand aside and say "Well lead the way." And give her a small nudge.
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Post by ebony on Apr 6, 2011 20:38:24 GMT -5
She smiled, looking down at her feet as she lead him into the beach house, turning the key in the door to open it up. "Um, you should probably be careful. There are a ton of breakables in here," she said softly, walking inside the house. There were tons of statues and large crystal chandeliers hanging from the ceiling. It was extremely clean and taken care of in there and she felt embarrassed for knowing that her friend was just letting her stay here. "Um, don't mind the open space and stuff," she said quietly, moving further in and turning on the lights so that the surfaces shined. It seemed that everything was either marble, glass, white, or tile. "Um, have at it. Make yourself at home; I won't be long," she said quietly, moving quickly to her bedroom and going into bathroom to take a shower.
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Post by caboosebtw on Apr 6, 2011 21:10:03 GMT -5
He was at first amazed by this house, but it seemed awfully familiar. After a few minutes he remembered, he had been hired to conduct an assassination here. The man that he had killed had been a wife beater. As always when he gets a job offer, Demitri observes his "victim" to be sure that he/she has actually committed the crime before taking action. Once he saw the man hit his wife multiple times and each time she would give a different excuse in town as to what had happened, he knew the information was correct. He snuck in at night and quickly ended the wretch's life, a slit to the throat a bag to collect the blood, then he took the body to the pier, threw it in the ocean and dumped the blood around the body. The sharks took care of the rest. To the world it looked like he had simply vanished, but he still got his payment. He found it funny that now he was here on much different terms, and invited in this time. It also reminded him that he had another job to observe tonight, an alleged child molester, the worst kind of criminal in his mind.
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Post by ebony on Apr 6, 2011 21:18:22 GMT -5
It wasn't long until she was back out in the main room. Her silver hair was still damp, hanging around in light curls. She had on dark jean shorts and a blue and gray striped halter top that hugged to her slim figure. She looked around at the large home, her cheeks still red with embarrassment at the good fortune her friend had. "Um, thanks for waiting," she said with a smile, looking at the white couch and outside where a spa seemed to be in the back yard.
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Post by caboosebtw on Apr 6, 2011 21:28:42 GMT -5
He was broken from his thoughts when she walked out, he thought she looked stunning, even if it was just everyday clothes. He saw that her hair was still damp, so he got up and walked behind her. He wondered what she was thinking as he put one hand, flat palmed, on top of her hair and the other underneath. "Give me one second." He said as he heated up his hands and dried out her hair by sliding them down its length.
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Post by ebony on Apr 6, 2011 21:33:14 GMT -5
She held very still, wondering what he was doing when he randomly got up and stood behind her. "Um, alright," she said very quietly, wishing she had eyes in the back of her head so that she could see what he was doing. She felt her hair get lighter, and she knit her eyebrows together. "What ar you doing?" she asked, afraid to move and see what it was that he was doing to her hair.
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Post by caboosebtw on Apr 6, 2011 21:37:11 GMT -5
He could tell she was uncomfortable so he hurried it up a little. When he was done he said "see for yourself," and held his hand up behind her head. A warm breeze blew her hair over her shoulders so she could see that it was now dry.
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Post by ebony on Apr 6, 2011 21:39:21 GMT -5
She looked down at her hair, all of it dried and straight, a difference to her normal curls. "Oh, wow," she said softly, touching it almost wishing it wasn't real. She never used her powers so commonly like he did. She turned and looked up at him and gave a small smile. "Thanks," she said gently, touching the straightened hair. "Um, what would you like to do now?" she asked, tucking a piece of the now dried hair behind her ear.
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Post by caboosebtw on Apr 6, 2011 22:26:34 GMT -5
He pondered this for a moment and then figured out a response. "How about we just sit and talk maybe I can find out a little more about you. I can also answer any questions you still have about me. I'll leave the location for the interrogation up to you." He said the last line in a joking tone hoping that it would be taken as a joke.
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