Thread: Carnival of Rust (Lan Moore/Game Over)

It's all a game, avoiding failure when true colors will bleed. All in the name of misbehavior and the things we don't need. She continued holding out her hand before allowing it to fall gracefully to her side as though giving up only to raise that same to her heart. Curling her fingers into a fist, she raised her eyes to the invisible audience. Could he see her from the monitor as well as hear? Is so, her eyes looked almost pleading. Like she was reaching out to her only love and fearing rejection. Maybe Mina was showing through a little in those wide gold eyes. Starlyn started moving her feet, her body swaying as she slipped to the floor only to rise again as her voice inched higher with each other spoken. I lust for the after when no disaster can touch, can touch us anymore. And more then ever I hope to never fall.. where enough is not the same it was before! Come feed the rain... The song continued as Starlyn spilled her heart before them. In the background, Archer crossed the stage to stand behind her, his guitar swung around so that he could take her into his arms. His fingers spanned the tiny waist and moved along the black leather of her corset. Moving upward until his fingers would have grazed her breasts, but stopped before they actually brushed. Suddenly, at the chorus, he took her to the side and dipped her body towards the ground, her microphone still grasped tightly as they both sung together. Their voices twisting and rising, her eyes fixed on his own while he danced her around a small square of space and only allowed her to step away when she spun outward, her fingers reaching out into the dark. Come feed the rain 'cause I'm thirsty for your love. Dancing underneath the skies of lust. It was going so well. And she could almost feel his eyes on her. What did he think of her performance? What would he think if she told him that this had all been for him. That he would have never made it this far without his words cooing from the darkness of night and filling her soul with life. She wanted to return the favor. Starlyn would! And her next song would be even more expression. She just needed to see him, needed to be near him to think of the right words. And then it was over. Well, almost over. Archer released her as they finished, her body still tingling with his warmth while he went back to strumming his guitar for her. While Starlyn was fixated on Lan... he did his all for her. If only she would open her eyes and see the truth before her eyes, but no. Starlyn was just another diva. And he liked that about her. All that passion and fury blocked in a pretty plastic wrapping. If only she would give up this fantasy and turn to him. She would once meeting Lan and learning that he was a guy like any other. At least, he thought so. Hell, he saw Lan from afar and knew he was the better man. She just hadn't realized that yet. Smirking, he listened to her finish and the stage grew black. Do you think we're done?, Mina practically panted. God, she felt so good! Her body was alive with tingling sensations. Hell, she was on fire? Laughing,s he turned to Archer and flung herself into his arms. We did it! We actually did it... didn't we? Patting the back of her head, he hugged her close enough to nuzzle her furry ear and laugh. Yeah, we did it, kiddo. Now, let's get our stuff and bail. Gotta keep up that mysterious facade, right? Laughing still, she clung to his taller form before finally stumbling away. She was drunk off of success. Or her perceived thought of it. Mina made it as far as the backstage area before sinking onto her knees and giggling like a maniac on the floor. Her arms wrapped tightly around her stomach, her breathing harsh and panting. This usually happened after a really good show or an extreme sugar rush. Wiping a hand against her sweaty forehead, she looked down at her hand and the pale make-up used to make her skin look more pale then usual. Yes, she was pale, but more along the lines of cream then true white. She started wiping her gave against her long gloves before pulling those off and leaning against the cool wall. Could someone get me a little water, please? Thanks.