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Post by kommandokitty92591 on Feb 25, 2009 18:18:33 GMT -5
Another shirt was thrown discarded on the dressing room floor, landing in the same pile as the black skirt, the flower print top, and the breen shorts amongst many other undesired pieces. The teen with fiery red hair that reached halfway down her back sighed as she stared at herself in the mirror, only wearing her black and pink lacy bra and her thin lace underwear. Ferrah was attempting to put together the perfect date outfit for the night. She was going on a date with one of the most gorgeous guys in school, and Ferrah wanted to dress right.
Finally she found 'the dress'. It was made of satin, and hugged her curves in all the right places, making her into something resembling a siren, and Ferrah knew that. It was always her goal, to be as beautiful as possible. Thats why the boys turned their heads when the attractive redhead with the strange crimson eyes walked by. She had an air to her, a confidence, an aura of sensuality. Ferrah nearly jumped up and down after finding the dress, and she couldn't wait to show him. The girl redressed and exited the dressing room, her head in dreamland as she imagined what was going to happen later that evening...
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Post by Keran Jaxsom on Feb 25, 2009 18:27:06 GMT -5
The music was loud in the club. if he weren't use to it he might have cringed at the noise. instead he kept feeding music into the machein his clothing an odd set of brightly clashing items a yellow top with orange trim red pants with two white stirps up the side. a black hat that he wore backwards and maid his long hair hug his face even more then it normaly did. his brown eyes tracked the people coming in. this was a unique club it was for all ages so no alchoal was sold there however one could buy food and drink. most of the people who swarmed the dance floor were younger still teenagers. he smiled and picked up the microphone.
"Yo yo yo! Here's another hot track!" he said in slang that was actually something he normaly didn't use.
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Outside Ferrah's house a car sat a tall slender teen was behind the wheel his short black hair partail gather into a poneytail. he was know to be a hottie around school but was also very cold. he wasnt even sure he wanted to go on this date but she had asked him nicely. He huffed lightly and looked over to the other side of the street.
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Post by kommandokitty92591 on Feb 25, 2009 18:36:26 GMT -5
Ferrah put her new dress on, knowing that if he had said yes to her that day at school, in her simple jeans and fitted tops- there was no way his mouth wouldn't game open as she walked outside in her slinky blue satin dress and high stilettos. She had curled her already somewhat curly hair into sexy spirals and her face was made up in a way that made her eyes look like an invitation to a much more interesting place.
After one last look in the mirror, her crimson eyes captivating even herself in the mirror. Ferrah smirked slightly, enjoying the game of romance, and walked outside after grabbing her coat. His car was there as he'd promised, and the beautiful teen climbed into the seat, smirking at him. "Hello Hoen... how are you tonight?"
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Post by Keran Jaxsom on Feb 25, 2009 18:43:02 GMT -5
"Alright..." the teen said his voice soft yet somewhere hidden there seemed to be a deadliness to it that was unmatched by normal standers. the girls at the school often called him a god because of his hansom appearance he normally ignored them however often leading to rumors that he was Gay or worse A-sexual. the truth was Hoen just didn't like having to deal with relationships. he preferred to live his life behind a curtain no one could penetrate. "There's a dance club in town I thought would be ok" he said shortly to her as he looked at her not even a smile cracked his harsh surface.
"If you have no problem that is" he said as he started the car only parting with a half attempt at a smile as he turned to look at the road.
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Dusk continued his act cheerfully he loved his job made things fun for him.
"Ok Gonna rap it up!" he said as his eyes spotted the clock. "Here's my last song for ya peeps!" he smirked as he put on a heavy Hip-hop song that nearly shook the entire building.
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Post by kommandokitty92591 on Feb 25, 2009 18:49:10 GMT -5
"It works for me...." Ferrah said with a smile, even though a chilling feeling was filling her body. She wasn't comfortable around him like she'd thought she would be. Ferrah thought it would be much more exciting to be with the most handsome guy in school, but she was frankly a bit creeped out. Although it was also a challenge. Perhaps she could work on him some, master the game. If she could get one kiss from Hoen, she would be satisfied. Ferrah always set a goal on a date, and it varied from person to person- but a kiss seemed like an attainable goal- barely a challenge to Ferrah when it came to most guys.
"Do you go to clubs that often..?" she asked, trying to distract herself from the slight fear that kept creeping into her thoughts. What was it about being alone with Hoen?
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Post by Keran Jaxsom on Feb 25, 2009 18:57:40 GMT -5
"Some times..." Hoen said calmly as he pulled out of her driveway with percision. he then started driving his hands lightly gripping the wheel. something about this was annoying him more then it should. he was a very reserved person who tended to be calm. his eyes slowly drifted over to her as he frowned darkly. "I am sorry i am not more of a gracious person...I don't find talking as enjoyable as many at our school do" he said calmly his face reverting back to cold indifference.
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His final song finished and he handed over the booth to the new incoming DJ. a few girls looked his way as there eyes beconing. he smiled in the direction prettily but then went out back. once he did he went to his old beat up van that he had restored partially already. it was painted with a colorful mural that had already been there when he got it. he pulled out his normal cloths from the back and got dressed. he was in a black shirt that clung to his body his pants where also black and flared lightly at the bottom. he then put on his sunglasses and smirked into the mirror.
"There we go back to my old self now to just slip back in and i am golden" he said to himself.
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Post by kommandokitty92591 on Feb 25, 2009 19:07:13 GMT -5
Ferrah had resigned to staring out the window, her mind racing as she tried to figure out what he was doing. If he didn't like to talk why had he agreed to hang out with her? It hardly made sense. Ferrah really didn't understand. She was actually somewhat being rejected. How odd that felt. The girl wasn't used to it- it had never happened to her before. "Ah I understand..." she said as she continued to look out the window, feeling as if all her time had been wasted trying to look good and that she had no purpose being here at all. "How long before we get there?"
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Post by Keran Jaxsom on Feb 25, 2009 19:16:18 GMT -5
"Not long..." he said shortly as he noticed her mopping at the window. he sighed he hadn't really ment to make her feel bad. as he drove he kept his eyes on the road dilligantly in less then a few minutes they were almost there. however her staring out the window was staring to make him feel bad. he sighed and looked at her....
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Dusk hung out in the club a little longer before he decied to walk to a near by coffee shop for his favorite drink the road was dark and he really didnt see anyone.
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Bam! the moment he had turned his head to look at her moments after turning the corner to the place a loud thud turned his attention suddenly back to his windsheild. his foot imidately hitting the break. what had he hit.
"Stay here" he got out of the car quickly to find that it was a unlucky man around there age. the boy had long red hair and was beelding purfusly but as far as hoen could tell he wasnt dead.
"Shit!" he cursed as he went to Ferrah's car door and opened it pulling out anything cloth he could find to steem the bleeding. "stop the bleeding while i get an ambulance" he said quickly to her handing her some old rags. before he took off.
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Post by kommandokitty92591 on Feb 25, 2009 19:24:53 GMT -5
Ferrah scrambled out of the car, kicking her far too high stilettos off as she ran to the boys side. She hadn't seen him before, she noted as she gathered him in her arms to better staunch the bleeding. Ferrah could feel the warm liquid soaking through the satin of her cocktail dress. Had the situation been less severe, Ferrah would have worried about the dress- but she didn't care about that now. Ferrah kept turning the rags, changing them out if they filled up. After a few moments, the bleeding slowed and Ferrah was a bit relieved, though they hadn't escaped the woods yet.
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Post by Keran Jaxsom on Feb 25, 2009 19:30:22 GMT -5
"Nice boyfirend you got there" the red head slowly said as he regain his consiousness. "He always run away from crime scence like that" he smirked. suddenly the blood on the rag that was held to his skin started to dissapear as the color came back to the boy's cheeks. this had happened to him once before when he had been helping his dad cut wood his hand had been nearly dismembered becuse he had been fucking around. he hadent known then what caused the sudden regrowth but he did now. his eyes slowly looked up at the beautifull girl as the wounds healded on it's own.
"Wow...never met an angle close up before" he said as he sat up. "See i'm fine......wait..." he looked at her again his eyes slowly widening as he saw her face. it was her the woman in his dreams.
"Pheonix..." he whispered then suddenly pushed closer to her. slowly he pushed closer to her. "I want to kiss you right now but do you accept?" he said with a smirk.
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Post by kommandokitty92591 on Feb 25, 2009 19:37:59 GMT -5
Ferrah's crimson eyes went wide at the boys reaction. Phoenix? He had called her that... she had always had phoenixes in her dreams. She instinctively backed away slightly, but something drew her closer. Ferrah's lips were trembling slightly. She wasn't sure what to say, she was on a date with someone else. Ferrah looked around herself for Hoen. "Umm... I suppose I accept....." her voice trailed off as she was caught in his gaze.
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Post by Keran Jaxsom on Feb 25, 2009 19:42:47 GMT -5
The teen smiled brightly at her when she said yes and pulled close to her his hansom long red hair falling over his shoulders fluidly. he was extremely hansom but it was different then Hoen. he was welcoming and calm his hansom brown eyes looking right into hers unlike those of Hoen that always remained cold and indifferent. he put his hand on hers lightly and took it pulling her towards him before he kissed her. it was a delicate but sweet kiss.
"Let's ditch that boyfirend of your ehh what do you say?" he said with a smile that was befitting a cheshire cat. Hoen was still looking for a phone to use nearby but most of the stores were closed this late.
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Post by kommandokitty92591 on Feb 25, 2009 19:48:36 GMT -5
"Umm... he's not my boyfriend and I'm not so sure that's a good idea... he's trying to help you and- waaaait...." Ferrah had been too distracted by his bizarre request to properly process what had happened. "You healed completely... you were gashed open.... and now you aren't... and why did you call me phoenix...? Who ARE you...?" She asked, extremely confused by everything. Ferrah had never quite had a night like tonight. Nor had she ever been as enthralled by a man as she was at the moment.
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Post by Keran Jaxsom on Feb 25, 2009 19:51:18 GMT -5
the man smirked and stood up his handsom form silhouetted against the light pole by the street.
"Come with me and i will tell you" he said smiling lightly. "Or you can stay here and never find out thats up to you" he turned from her and started to walk inches away from her he looked back over his sholder.
"Coming? yes or no?" he said
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Post by kommandokitty92591 on Feb 25, 2009 19:57:24 GMT -5
Ferrah glared at him lightly, a smirk on her face. He seemed to be as good at the game as she was. "Alright fine... but only to find out that information... after that I need to get back to Heon, alright?" Ferrah said with something between a smirk and a glare. "What is your name at least.."
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Post by Keran Jaxsom on Feb 25, 2009 20:00:50 GMT -5
"Dusk..." he said with a light laugh. "Somewhere between light and darkness." he said as he lead her forwards towards the back of the nightclub. he had found her and he wasnt about to let the phoenix slip through his fingures. she was the being that appered in his dreams so often.
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Post by kommandokitty92591 on Feb 25, 2009 20:08:44 GMT -5
"Ferrah..." She said softly, hoping he wouldn't keep calling her Phoenix. Ferrah kept looking around herself as they walked into teh club, hoping Hoen hadn't seen. She didn't particularly want to ditch her date, but Hoen wasn't much of one. So the red haired beauty followed him inside, wondering why they were going around the back of the club, instead of entering. "So you got some kind of something back here to show me? Or you just trying to get me into an alley..." Ferrah smirked lightly, her curiosity far too strong for her own good.
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Post by Keran Jaxsom on Feb 25, 2009 20:16:06 GMT -5
THe man led her to the oddly colored van that sat in the back his body seemed to move fluidly as he climbed onto the bumper at the back and pushed hard on the handle it took him a moment to pop the back open and swing out the doors. the inside was what was expected from a hippy van in other words it looked lived in and red. everything was red on one of the walls was a very artisticly drawn Phoenix it's wings outspread. the man started to dig through his stuff letting it lie where it fell. several book included all of witch seemed to be of the occult variety.
"Damn it where did I put it..." he grummbled fling more stuff. he then turned to look at her.
"By any chance do you have a hairpin...I think I put it in my locked Chest...only problem is I lost the key a month ago" he sighed as he flooped down next to a beaten looking chest that had a lock on it.
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Post by kommandokitty92591 on Feb 25, 2009 20:26:00 GMT -5
Ferrah felt a little nervous excitement in her chest as she pulled a hair pin out of her purse. Why were they in his car? She sighed slightly as she sat down next to him. Ferrah watched as she waited for him to open the chest, her nerves completely on edge as she gazed at him, unable to remove her eyes from him. Why did he have this effect on her?
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Post by Keran Jaxsom on Feb 25, 2009 20:32:29 GMT -5
THe man quickly and efficently picked his own lock knowing it like the back of his hand but then again the training hadn't hurt. he pushed open the lid and looked inside. there where quite a few things but the two things he was looking for where right on top. He gingerly pulled out a book hanging from it was a small golden chain with what looked to be a talon from something lager.
"If you ever need me just call" he said as he held out the necklace more for himself then her. "Thats what I was told...this is her talon...It's your...so is this book..." he said as he held up the old book it's cover was made of worn leather and the binding had come undone from years of use.
"That book explains everything" he said with a smile.
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