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Post by Bear Keeni on Jul 28, 2011 10:23:23 GMT -5
You said you're scared But I'll catch you if you fall. Don't fear, I'm right here I'm right here.
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This wasn't a good idea. I knew from the very beginning that this was a bad idea. I am not a social guy, and for me to come to a party -- especially when the hostess was someone I had an "affair," if you could even call it that, with -- and be civilized. Civilized isn't even in my vocabulary! I'm a rapist that likes eating human flesh, for fuck's sake! There's nothing civilized about me. I'm an Ares kid for sure: impulsive, really short fuse, and I have anger issues. So what business did I have attending Tam's party? None.
I stood where the sand grass met the open sand, not really wanting to go any further. And another reason I didn't want to come: I hate water. Showers are alright, but I hate pools and lakes and oceans. And there was the Pacific ocean in all it's might, tides retreating back to the vast liquid body. I hated it, but maybe that's also why I was here: to get over that petty fear and get on with life. Hell, I was trying to change all of my old ways to be a better person for Becca and Charlie, so why not get over my fear of water?
This would also mean I had to conquer the fear of thunderstorms. Ever since I had been let out of the hospital a few days ago from being hit by lightning from Zeus, I found myself always looking up at the sky and checking to see if there was any sign of storm clouds. Speaking of which... I looked up from where I was standing, seeing nothing but a clear sunset; absolutely no clouds in sight. Such a pleasant evening.
As I looked back down at the gathering crowd, I was still hesitant to go over to them. It's also petty for me to think that the obvious scarring on pretty much all the left side of my body would make people stare in an unwanted fashion, but didn't people do that already? "Oh look, there goes a rapist!" Yeah, people already did that, so I had nothing to fear, really. I squared my shoulders and headed down onto the beach, my jaw set and keeping my eyes downcast so as to prevent myself from seeing anyone I didn't want to see for fear of having an issue with my anger management.
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Post by Sasha Petrova on Jul 28, 2011 11:01:35 GMT -5
People were beginning to arrive in groups which overwhelmed her a bit. None of these students she knew except for Tam, and she had only met Tam recently. It wasn't hard to say that the young Russian girl was feeling like a fish out of water surrounded by all of these people. She had been homeschooled and had rarely associated with anyone except for when she was with her mother. It wouldn't have been hard for her to become overwhelmed by all of this excitement. As she proceeded to listen to Tam talk, her eyes wandered to where a gargantuan giant of a man began walking towards them. Her eyebrows practically popped off of her face. Damn, he was huge! She vaguely recalled a guy like him walking around the campus. A senior perhaps? If memory served, this guy looked like one of the students that was graduating.
The guy was really loud as he met up with both Tam and Sasha. He seemed quite well on his way to getting drunk, and Sasha couldn't help but bite down on her lip uncomfortably. As someone who had never had alcohol, she was a bit high and mighty when it came to her interactions with drunk people. Alcohol, or so her mother had told her, was bad and drove people to do crazy and stupid things. It was better for her to not drink. 'Just because we are Russian doesn't mean we give into stereotypes', her mother had always told her. Although what her mother had told her seemed logical, the young Russian had observed that the giant of a man seemed happy after having alcohol, possessing more freedom than a sober person. I want to be happy too, but alcohol...how would I act with alcohol in my body?When the giant walked away, Sasha focused her attention on Tam.
One of the sentences that Tam had spoken drew a complex expression on the young girl's face. "Ride? What do you mean by...?" That was when the innuendo hit her. With wide eyes, and quickly growing crimson cheeks all she could do was stare. It hadn't crossed her mind that Tam would be looking out for her in that context. There were many things that Sasha wanted to try, including the whole 'getting a ride' type of situation, but she had only been at Richmond for a week. Was it too soon to be engaging in promiscuous behavior? Or could she be like Tam and just not care what anyone thought about her actions whatsoever? She knew that she didn't have Tam's confidence or her tough skin, but darnit, she wanted to have fun tonight. If some deity had decided that her destiny would consist of 'rides' tonight, then gosh darnit it would happen. With that thought in mind, Sasha picked up a can of beer and popped it open. The face that she made when she smelled the alcohol was priceless. Some would have called it cute. Resisting the urge to put it back down, Sasha tilted her head back and took a swig of the foreign tasting liquid.
While Sasha proceeded to down her can of beer, her attention was distracted by another tall man approaching them. He wasn't as tall as the giant had been, and for some reason she felt more comfortable around this one. Maybe if she didn't stand at a height of five feet and ten inches she would feel more uncomfortable. One of the joys of being a tall girl was that she absolutely loved feeling short around guys. The taller the better. And this man was most certainly taller than her which gave him some mega points in her opinion. Her eyebrows raised as he came closer; her mind wandering as she took in the sight of the man that was now standing right next to the table. He was most definitely fine. Fine? Whoa! Why am I thinking such strange things? The heck?! Normally she would never think these things, and she had to admit she was quite freaked out. It had to be the alcohol. That was the only explanation. Quickly, the young Russian girl put down the beer on the table and quickly maintained her composure. When the man spoke, Sasha felt like she was going to collapse. His voice was like soft velvet. If this was her first crush she was going to kill herself in the morning, but for now she was going to just ogle him. "The party is just getting started." Sasha could hear herself saying; her soft lightly accented English hitting her ears. "You are right on time."
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Post by Tamara George on Jul 29, 2011 10:44:07 GMT -5
Tam sat herself down next to the guy who's name she unfortunately couldn't remember, she liked to think the fact that she had 'a lot on her mind' would suffice, things such as 'my god I look gorgeous in this thing' and many other trivial subjects. She of course was soon off into her own little world, the one where her arse was patented like JLos but she was soon interrupted when she noticed the new arrival...she could have sworn...
"Wait a minute...aren't you that miserable git of a school nurse?" She asked, tilting her head to the side slightly until she caught sight of the bottle of Jack Daniels in his hand. Her face lit up as she slipped forward, reaching forward and lightly plucking it out of his hand, probably flashing half the people there in the process with her minuscule pretence of a bikini.
"Ooo I love this stuff but seeing as technically you shouldn't be supplying this to underage minors, I'll take it off your hands...before you get in trouble and all," She said pleasantly, flashing him a smile and wink before unscrewing it and taking a sip.
"...even though you wouldn't write me out a tiny slip of paper to save me from my maths class the other day, you know 'lady problems' ARE serious, whether you know it or not," She added in an undertone, smirking at him although, having the rather short attention span she did, she was soon distracted by a new arrival. A huge grin spread across her face as she took a step towards where she could see Bear approaching, rethinking it and then remaining where she was. She no longer disillusioned herself with ridiculous fantasies and she no longer had the urge to jump him all the time...she did like him though, even if he was a miserable git, a nutter and a cannibal. She waited until he'd drawn a tad closer before exclaiming rather loudly. "Oh look! The tide looks like it's coming in a bit!".
She was of course fully aware that Bear was terrified of the sea and also of the fact that tide didn't come in on this side of the beach. It was fun winding him up though. She gave a small laugh before turning back, taking another sip, watching amusedly as Sasha seemed to at least...relax a bit.
"Easy there tiger," She smirked.
OOC: I LOVE the Beare pic thing, he looks like he thinks she's about to bite him xDD
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Post by Semper Capone on Jul 31, 2011 17:36:19 GMT -5
I was bracing myself to be assaulted with a barrage of British-isms and "how dare you"'s, but all that Tam did was shrug and say "okay." Wow. That went a lot easier than I had originally expected. When Tam turned back to Sasha, I raised my Budweiser glass and took a few more sips, soon emptying it. I looked at the empty brown bottle. Damn. These bottles were so small... they needed to make them bigger or else I was going to look like an even worse alcoholic than I really am.
Lowering the empty bottle down by my side, I was surprised to see one of the school's staff coming over with a box of Corona. For a moment I thought he was going to bust us all, but why would he be bringing alcohol if he was going to tell us to break it up? I doubted he was going to do anything, so I went back over to the alcohol table and tossed the empty bottle in a trash bin, then picked up some good Jack Daniel's honey whiskey. Pfft, screw shot glasses; the entirety of the bottle's contents would be gone soon, so I didn't care. I took the cap off and sipped the honey-colored whiskey, smiling. Damn I missed this.... and Tam really knew how to make a guy with an addiction just crumble to bits.
When I turned around, Tam seemed to be occupied, so I just stood where I was, looking out at the sea. It was quite a beautiful thing to see, but I would never step foot into it. Well, I would, but I never went any deeper than my knees. I didn't trust the ocean worth shit. Actually, the ocean is like a lion: pretty to look at, but if you got close, it could psych you and somehow kill you. I quickly took another sip of the honey whiskey, quite content standing where I was and just looking at the lion ocean.
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Post by Amgine Delov on Jul 31, 2011 18:54:35 GMT -5
Honestly, I’ll be fine, this isn’t my first ( T I M E ) ... // I V E T A K E N B L O W S B E F O R E ;;. . . . . . . . . . .
She heard the party before she saw it. The voices were loud and heavily multiplied. People yelling over other yelling people, it was chaotic and set Amgines’ nerves on edge, she ran a hand through her hair, muttering to herself Why the fuck am I here? It wasn’t that she was shy or anything or that she was afraid of parties, it was just that crowds of people had a tendency to test her patience and piss her off…not to mention is was exhausting to the introvert. She bit her lip and marched forward, she had made a promise to herself that she would attend at least one party before high school was over and this was it.
She made her way over the dunes, the soft sand making the uphill travel a bit harder than necessary, the sea grass licked at her bare thighs, barely touching the hem of her slightly sheer brown cover up. A group of people were coming up behind her, stumbling and tripping as they went, laughing hysterically when one of them would lose their footing…apparently someone got started before the party, but that wasn’t her problem was it?
She slowed when she reached the outskirts of the party, seeing people adding alcohol to an already overflowing supply, she shook her head. She had never been much of a drinker; the whole concept of drunkenness didn’t make sense to her. There were better ways to deal with your problems. The lights strung above the crowd were just turning on, their glow was soft and low, making faces harder to recognize. She felt slightly nervous now, only slightly, her few insecurities were playing her like a fiddle and this made her uncomfortable and a bit irritable. Her guard was up, that was for sure.
She scanned the crowd for a familiar face and instead found a familiar height. Semper was standing by the liquor table, his massive frame was easy to recognize, even in the dim light. She watched him only for a moment noticing him take a sip of what looked to be whiskey, she hadn’t pegged him for a hard liquor sort. She started towards him, her steps silent as she came up behind him and came to a stop besides her new found friend, her gaze falling on the ocean. It’s massive, you know, like it could swallow you up, but it’s humbling. It reminds me that I’m just a small force in this universe. She let her eyes travel up to his face, a small smile on her lips, she wrapped her arms around her torso, jumping as someone bumped into her. She turned her gaze back to the ocean, watching the whitecaps rise and disappear.
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... ( AND EVERY TIME I HAVE SURVIVED )
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Post by Bear Keeni on Aug 2, 2011 8:40:42 GMT -5
I really shouldn't be here. There was no one I could even converse with in a sane and sensible fashion, except for Tam, but I really doubted that she'd want to talk to me at all. I tried to not keep my eyes downcast very much as I came to a stop just outside where everyone else was gathered: Tam and her skimpy bikini or whatever the hell that was, some teacher-looking guy, that giant runt, some two random girls, and that one Athena kid. Fuck, I hate him. Just the mere sight of him made me narrow my eyes and tense. Being the son of Ares, I was a natural born fighter, so I knew I could take him. But did I really want to cause a scene in front of all these people? Not particularly. Becca wouldn't like that. She would ask me why I just didn't be the better person and just walk away, and what would I tell her? There was nothing I could say to justify myself with attacking that rich smart ass kid, so I unclenched my fists at my side and looked away from whatever the hell his name is -- I really didn't care to remember -- and decided that I should just leave.
Well, that was until I heard Tam say in a really loud voice that the tide was coming in. As soon as I heard that, my head quickly snapped around so that I could see the tide rolling in and back out steadily. I stood frozen for a few minutes, carefully watching and mentally marking where each waves was coming up to on the shore, but the tide wasn't coming in. Anger swelled up inside of me and I shot an icy glare in Tam's direction, but again, it wasn't worth starting to yell or fight over. Setting my jaw and shoving my hands into my pockets, I turned to face the stretch of open beach away from the party, starting to head down that instead of lingering around people that I couldn't care less about.
(( xDDD Beare!pic <3 I put it up again just for you, Tam. <333 ))
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Post by Tamara George on Aug 2, 2011 16:19:36 GMT -5
Tam grinned broadly as Bear's gaze snapped back to her, sending him a small sarcastic salute and a wink although her vision did momentarily blur as she turned back. She'd only been through a few drinks thus far, 1 or 2 before everyone else had arrived probably a few more than that but ah well... 1 or 2 during the duration of the trickled arrival of people...oh and the whiskey...the whiskey was good, she was still a little surprised to discover the fact that the bottle sitting in her hand was empty.
She glanced at it for a moment before giving a slight shrug. She'd always been fairly good at handling her alcohol, it was only a few drinks plus, what better excuse was there to enjoy herself! The angst the disappearance of her sister had created had been knawing at her since it'd happened but now it felt strangely numbed, it was quite an enjoyable feeling actually.
"You know what, I think everyone could do with another round of drinks!" She declared with a flourish before before flouncing off back to the drinks table, ending up beside Semp and a new arrival.
"Hullo," She said cheerfully to both.
((Yay! xD))
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Post by Semper Capone on Aug 2, 2011 19:35:09 GMT -5
I watched the tide come to and fro... fro and to.... to and fro... left and right... hm. I began to wonder, what would happen if we all of a sudden lost the moon? Would the ocean just sit still or would it be all over the place like a flailing octopus? I'd honestly rather not find out. Well, at least not in my lifetime. The people in the future can deal with it since I'll be taking a long, long dirt nap.
I was just beginning to realize that the edges of my vision were getting blurry when there was a voice suddenly so close and loud right next to me. I nearly jumped out of my skin, recoiling back and whirling around to face whoever it was that had spoken. Amgine! Gah, I hadn't seen her in.... a few days! "Amgine!" I cried happily, obviously close to being a lolly gagging drunk. "Tha' sea... tha' sea'll swallow y' up like pigs goin' through slop 'n' stuff..." I regained my composure somewhat and turned so that I was looking the direction she was facing. Now all the waves were meshing together into one blurry blue-grey-green picture. "I dunno wha' the hell they put'n this stuff..." I muttered, raising the glass of honey whiskey and staring blankly at it. "Y' should get some." I then gave her the nearly empty bottle, patting her shoulder with my other hand. With a crooked grin, I then reached over and plucked another honey whiskey off the table, tearing the cap off with my teeth and picking it from my mouth with my fingers, tossing it into the trash. Drinking about a fourth of it, I went back to Amgine, only to see that Tam was standing there now. Oooh, boy, something about her.... something like that doesn't need to be worn for this long. "Ello," I replied to her, giving a drunkard's wink and taking another sip of the amber colored alcohol.
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Post by Tamara George on Aug 3, 2011 8:26:36 GMT -5
Tam watched Semp amusedly as he pulled the cap off his drink, downing the golden liquid moments later. If she hadn't been tipsy/bordering on the drunk side herself, she may have objected and possibly stopped him, she'd never seen him pissed before...she'd stop him when he hit about 8 she decided, he was a big bloke, he couldn't get drunk THAT quickly. She turned to get another few drinks, turning back when he spoke, sending her a wink...wait...he winked at her...she looked at him for a moment, somewhat blankly before she looked at him, giving a laugh, nudging him with her shoulder.
"Deary, I think you may be somewhat pissed love," She laughed as she took another swig, sending him a lop sided smirk.
OOC: Failed, sorry xD
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Post by Semper Capone on Aug 3, 2011 9:33:50 GMT -5
I was really liking this honey whiskey. I had no idea what was in it, but it tasted really good. Already I was down to just half of the bottle left and that disappointed me. I stared at the glass as though it would magically refill if I looked long enough, but it didn't. Oh well. There was still plenty of other things to drink on the table.
When she nudged me with her shoulder, I just about damn near fell over. Ehck, my balance has gone to hell. Maybe I was a bit more than tipsy.... both literally and metaphorically.... okay, maybe I did have a jar of moonshine before I came... maybe two... I don't know. But my thoughts now were really becoming incoherent and sporadic. "Pffttt, I'm 'bout as pissed as a rattlesnake in.... in Utah, or everywhere..." I said, my voice trailing off as I suddenly remembered I didn't know where rattlesnakes lived. Maybe they lived in Maryland.... or Rhode Island.... or Iowa.... hell if I knew. I scratched my head, shrugging.
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Post by Tamara George on Aug 3, 2011 9:49:20 GMT -5
Tam gave a load laugh as Semp tottered slightly, only giggling harder as the now empty bottle slipped out of her hand.
"Whoops," She snorted.
Yup, she was drunk...maybe it had been more than '1 or 2' drinks before the party...probably more like 4...maybe 5...pfft, what did it matter?!
"You know Semp, although very gorgeous and all, you really can't handle your liquor...not that being gorgeous makes much difference but your freakishly tall and I'm pretty sure freakishly tall people don't get drunk as much...maybe they do...but you know what, I love dark haired blokes better, I don't know why, I just find it really sexy...and curly hair, I had this boyfriend once and he had curly dark hair and I used to stroke it sometimes...he was all over me...all the time, you know once, I shagged him in a changing room...maybe that was a different one...it wasn't very comfortable either way...but he turned out to be a git, like a massive ginormous git, with balls for brains...hehe I don't get why I'm talking balls and brains...hehe that sounds funny!" She giggled. That was a drunken Tam in a nutshell, a talkative, giggling monstosity.
"I didn't know snakes even drank alcohol..." She frowned.
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Post by Semper Capone on Aug 3, 2011 10:06:47 GMT -5
"ey! I had 'bout three jars a' moonshine 'fore I came, miss." I tried retorting sternly, but my attempt at the "stern" part failed. I jabbed a finger at her and poked her shoulder to emphasize my point, too. And then when she said that she didn't know snakes drank alcohol, I scoffed, waving my hand to dismiss that as if it were the stupidest thing I've heard all day. "Pfftttt, y' damn right they do!" I exclaimed excitedly. "Why else d' y' s'pose a rattler think he got a rattler 'n' start shakin' his tail like it's on fire, er somethin'?" I took another sip of the whiskey, swallowing and grinning like an idiot. No, I didn't think that I had given a witty response; I was just in too much of a dull daze to think straight, and therefore I was just absentmindedly smiling and staring at Tam. Hmm.... she really shouldn't be wearing that. Not for this long, at least. I was tempted to just reach out and yank it off, but that would be absurd! Nooo, I wouldn't do that.... at least not in public.... but I did the next best thing: without thinking anything through -- or even thinking at all -- I bent over and kissed Tam.
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Post by Tamara George on Aug 3, 2011 10:22:42 GMT -5
Tam gave a dramatic gasp.
"Moonshine! Bad Semp that's...bad!" She cried when no better adjectives came to mind, although her attempt at being stern came over just about as well as his reprimanding did. Tam watched him absently as he began to talk, his hair looked really good...and shiny...and golden, she liked golden things...a lot actually, they were reflective and as mentioned so many times before, Tam had a thing for reflective objects...not that Semp's hair was actually reflective, it was the now lit bonfire casting pretty lights on it...she only tuned back to the conversation at some thing about snaks and rattles and fires...
"...that didn't make a bit of sense...so I'm going to nod and look interested...but I'm not because I didn't get it so please stop because otherwise..." She began when something happened she hadn't quite been expecting...he kissed her.
Semp kissed her.
Her best friend...it really was so severe that she was thinking in singular, simple sentences. Ever since the skinny dipping incident, 'thou shalt not kiss Semp' had been one of the golden rules but...did that count if he was kissing her...no! No it didn't! She should not be kissing Semp, Semp was supposed to get with Sage so that Sage could be all happy again and they could shag like a pair of nympho bunnies or something...despite these things, every other part of her seemed to have decided that she would kiss Semp back and that, in actual fact, she rather enjoyed it too.
Oh dear.
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Post by Semper Capone on Aug 3, 2011 10:36:57 GMT -5
I didn't know what I was doing. Why was I kissing her? I don't know. But I did like it. It was like that one time we went skinny dipping and then she ended up kissing me, but this time I was the one kissing her. Ah, funny how things turn out, eh? Well, needless to say, I smiled a bit as she kissed back, but then I stopped shortly. "C'mon, I wanna take y' somewhere." I said quietly so that only she could hear me, then I turned and took a few steps, seeing if she would follow me.
((Really short but I gotta go. Dx ))
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Post by Tamara George on Aug 3, 2011 10:59:40 GMT -5
Tam looked up at him, the haze that had invaded her mind, whether it were the alcohol or their kisses, she didn't know but right then she would have Hades straight to hell if she'd been asked, following Semp didn't seem quite so bad after that, in fact, she rather liked the idea. Most people were busy doing whatever they were doing by now, the party had only been going little over an hour by now but she was pretty sure the sky wouldn't fall in if she left them for all for a bit, plus it wasn't like they were actually her responsibility. She was pretty sure few people noticed them slip off anyway as she followed, reaching him with a grin as she laced her fingers through his, dancing lightly into the lead
"Well while we're there, I'll show you something too," She smirked seductively before giving a laugh as she led him off...even if she didn't know where exactly where they were supposed to be going...she was pretty sure he'd correct her and something told her it wouldn't matter much anyway...
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