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Thread: The Urban Jungle

By the time she made her way inside the small chinese resturant and in the line of customers to place her order, her appetite had woken up with a vengence. Then again, that was the sort of place Lee Lee's was you could walk in with a full stomach and find yourself hungry again in a minute once the smell of roasted duck and sizzling garlic shrimp or freshly made noodles cooking in some sort of exotic pungent sauce hit your nose. The interior was rather lackluster at best with yellowed walls from all the frying and chain smoking the owners did in the back, and the coverings on some of the booth seats were ripped here and there. But for affordable and delicious, one couldn't expect it looking as if Martha Stewart had come through to add her creative touch to the place. And once you got to know the workers here, they treated you more like family than a customer which kept people coming back for seconds, thirds, and more. She was snapped from her thoughts however when a voice spoke from behind and she turned to stare at the owner. A face that didn't look as though he were from around here, handsome in that south-of-the-border kind of way and for a moment, she had the crazy notion her friend Sophie might have sent him in after her just to play pranks on her. Try the lobster.She offered to him and before she could say anything else, her phone began to ring loudly and buzz in her pocket. Justice?She asked, frowning as the speaker on the other end began to fly into a tirade, with her holding out the phone away from her ear. Something about multiple calls and being unable to reach her as she sighed and rolled her eyes. Lemme call you back in like two minutes. Yes, I'll call back.And with that she shut the phone and stepped out of the line realizing she would have to wait on ordering food. Maybe something had been found on her cousin to help track the bastard responsible for his death? She could only hope as she gestured for the man who'd been standing behind her to take her place before approaching the door and stepping outside. Hey, sorry..was just at Lee Lee's getting something to eat.She explained to her partner once she was a few feet from the door and leaning up against the side of the building in the alley. Unfortunately, nothing significant had been found and it was more of what she viewed to be a social call than anything else. I appreciate the concern, really I do. But I'm starving and just want to get home. I'll call you later. Yes, I promise. Okay..bye. After hanging up, she slipped her phone back in her pocket and rolled her eyes. Sometimes Justice acted more like a nagging father or older brother than a partner though she knew it was just his way of showing he cared as she lingered against the wall for another minute before moving to head back inside.
Thread: The Urban Jungle

He raised an eyebrow at the reply, but before either could follow up on it, her phone rang. Her gesture after she accepted the call was not lost on Julio who gracefully stepped aside when she turned and made her way out of the restaurant. He calmly started to move as if to follow her after a few seconds, but saw her stop outside the window and continue the phone conversation. Patiently, he reclined against a pillar and faded from the flickering attentions of the guests. It was an enjoyable aside from his usual hustling from one end of the city to the other, looking for informants and Havens, though he had gotten the impression that this woman was a person greatly occupied by her work on the times he had observed her she had seemed focused on one thing or another, her mind away from the here and now. This was not conducive for contact, however, and he would need to break through to her. When she re-entered the restaurant, she would find the spot in the line empty the man nowhere in sight. Julio waited for her to return to the line before he left his place of observation to walk up to her side, stopping to apparently look up at the menu written on blackboards above the counter. It does not seem as if lobster is on the menu tonight, he said in low tones, glancing at her sideways and offering a wan smile. Admittedly, I'm not really the lobster eating type. Life today is so hectic you can hardly take the time for a decent meal, right?
Thread: The Urban Jungle

The sound of his voice made her turn her head and for a moment, her pulse accelerated in her veins before quickly calming. Why should she be surprised by his presence? For some reason, he made her feel as if she were on the menu though perhaps she was being a little presumptious in that aspect. Hm, so it doesn't.She replied, if only to mentally smack her brow at how utterly lame that sounded. Why was she worried about how she sounded to this man? Had Sophia really been so sneaky, known her so well as to send some handsome man to Lee Lee's to seduce her with conversation? Okay, just get your food and go home. You must be delusional..you're losing it. She admonished herself as she offered the man a wane smile and casual shrug. I can hardly take the time for a lot of things.She answered before it was suddenly her turn to place her order. Rattling off various items, she paid the cashier and then moved off to the side to wait, occassionally stealing glances at the man whom she'd been speaking to. Chalk it up to being tired, stressed, the impact of recently losing a relative, but she offered him a friendly smile and arched a brow in a playful manner. So then, if you don't like lobster...what DO you like to eat?
Thread: The Urban Jungle

I can hardly take the time for a lot of things, she said, and Julio offered her a smile before saying Sounds like you got a tough job, but that's just something to be proud of. Shows, you know, quality of character. He followed behind her as she stepped up the counter to order her things. She was turning out be pretty receptive he might not even require any tricks. All for the better. When she finished her order and moved aside, Julio stepped up and was about to place his order, not missing the glances at his direction she tried to hide, when she spoke up again So then, if you don't like lobster...what DO you like to eat? He paused and and looked over at her. With a grin, he looked her up and down with no attempt to hide his inspection and then turned back to the cashier, leaning forward to say what he wanted to order without anyone else hearing. Dropping a few bills in the man's hand he sauntered over to Victoria and leaned against the wall. If you'd like to find out what I enjoy, I guess you'll have to have lunch with me and see for yourself. He flashed her a knowing smile, waiting for her reply.
Thread: The Urban Jungle

One could hardly call working with murderers, theives, rapists and the other ilk that stalked the streets of the city 'knowing quality of character.' But the warmth of his smile wasn't lost to her nor was the intention of a compliment as she returned his smile even if it was just a touch more wane than his was. Perhaps Sofia was right in that men were like a glass of wine Sometimes one needed to indulge in one or two just to help get over whatever life threw in your direction. Though as soon as that thought crossed her mind, she couldn't help but laugh softly under her breath. Then it occured to her he'd said something more and she sobered immediately, holding up her hand as if to fend herself from some unseen force, perhaps even his charm. Sorry, I was just thinking of something a friend of mine once said.She amended quickly and then recalled dimly what he'd said and for a moment, lowered her eyes shyly. One can hardly call this 'lunch time.' She pointed out with a bit of an upturn of her lips, her eyes returning the previous gesture of his own and tilting her head to the side as if concidering something. Maybe she was feeling bold because she wanted to feel alive after so much recent death? Men and women clandestinely met up and had 'lunch' and more all the time. It wasn't like she had to sneak him through her bedroom window to hide him from some disapproving parental unit. Oh hell, what am I thinking? She mentally sighed. There was no husband, no boyfriend or even another lover to grow jealous if she should simply indulge..why was she holding back? The world seemed to disappear with just the two of them standing apart in a dark void, her heartbeat pounding in her ears like a drum that brought to mind dancing naked beneath a moon with another. Hands roaming...sweat...voices mingling in a chorus... Order number six!A voice shouted, pulling her from her reverie and making her jump a bit as the world exploded up around her as if to remind her she'd been simply dreaming and nothing more. Hastily she turned and grabbed her bag of food and then ran a hand through her hair to calm herself. I probably shouldn't though.She stated with obvious reluctance, wanting to but perhaps some latent survival instinct kicking in. How many young women had she visited in the morgue over the years because they'd taken that 'nice young man' home for 'lunch.'? What would her Aunt say if she stopped by and saw her with someone? What if work suddenly called her? Wasn't she supposed to call Justice when she was done here? The walls of the resturant seemed to grow closer and closer until she shut her eyes for a moment and then opened them with a new found resolve. But maybe I'm a bit tired of doing what I 'should' do. My place isn't far from here if you'd like to join me?
Thread: The Urban Jungle

He shrugged his shoulders, saying Time is an illusion lunch time doubly so. I'm something of a night owl, you know? She didn't reply, however, and he tilted his head, looking at her she seemed lost in some world of her own. Her demeanor was so strange She was cheerful and somber, flirty and lost in thought. A little smile played on his lips, quite unintentionally, as the two stood there, quiet together for a little while her staring out at nothing, him staring at her. His thoughts began to drift to what her apartment might look like, how it smelled in there, what kind of sheets did she have on her bed, what would her skin feel like to touch, how did she look with those clo... Order number six! Julio grunted as they were both torn back into the real world by the sudden announcement, an Asian man waiting by the counter with a takeout box in his hands. Julio had to look aside for a second as he restrained the irritation on his face before looking back to Victoria, who by then had collected the food and was running a hand through her hair. What exactly had she been thinking about, he found himself wondering. So it was with a certain measure of dismay that her listened to her excuse herself, reluctant though it may have been. He knew he could cheat and manipulate her consent out of her, but he didn't like taking the short route. Lucky for him, he didn't have to. ...if you'd like to join me? He hid his relief with an easygoing smile and shrugged noncommitally. It's not really as if I could refuse, is it? He joked and turned towards the counter, seeing his food being brought out. With it in hand, he walked towards Victoria and together they stepped out into the chilly night air. Walking by her side along the pavement, he said I'm Julio, by the way. What would you like me to call you?
Thread: The Urban Jungle

If her mother were alive, she'd surely give her a disapproving frown for her reckless behavior, Justice would likely skin her alive and her wild friend, Sophia? Would probably high five her and want dirty details in the morning. Not that she intended on telling a single living soul about this momentary lapse in character as she walked out of the resturant with the handsome stranger. This was strictly between him, her and maybe the couch or bedroom..wherever they wound up having 'lunch'. How do you even know that he'll want sex? When did we decide that we were just gonna take the plunge? She asked herself, glancing to the side at her new found friend and then mentally chuckled. Something about the way his body moved made her think of a giant jungle cat walking alongside a female, bumping her side to entice her into mating. Meow, baby.. She drawled before realizing that he'd asked her a question. Victoria.She answered, moving a smidge closer with her hand sweating as it gripped the plastic bag containing her food. Even though it smelled delicious, there was something in the air that attracted her attention far more while her free hand fished around to find her keys as they neared her apartment. Do you live around here? Or were you just prowling the urban jungle?She ventured to ask, walking up the steps and opening the door to her building. Once more her heart began to race, the drum beat setting the pace for this strange ritual between Man and Woman. It wouldn't take too long to reach her apartment, sliding the key in place and turning it slowly and then pushing the door open. Opting for something with softer lighting, she turned a lamp on and then set her bag of food on the kitchen table, assuming he'd follow her in. No turning back now, tonight she was going to kill some pain in the most unorthodox way she knew how. Go ahead and make yourself at home.She called from the kitchen, slipping her shoes off and straightening things up quickly so he wouldn't think her to be some slob. Do you want something to drink?She asked him, pausing in front of the fridge to await his response.
Thread: The Urban Jungle

He followed close after her as she opened the door to the apartment complex, not too proud to inspect her physique from behind her as she climbed the steps of the stairs. Not around, as such, no. I'm from Mexico - I just came here to look for an old friend of mine, but I've been having some trouble finding him. He might as well lay some of the ground work right then if he hoped to achieve some progress later on. Still, can't say I'm not enjoying my stay here the ocean air, the food and all the beautiful sights, he grinned, giving her an open look-over. And, of course, the friendly locals. She opened the door and they both stepped inside her apartment, giving Julio his first inside look at her home. He drew in the scent of the place, adding it to his memory. He got ready when he saw her move for the dimmer, but thankfully she only went as far as turn the lamps on, leaving the lights at a low glow. Accepting her invitation, Julio moved into the living room and over to the windows, while she was still in the kitchen. He swiftly released the curtains and let them cover up the windows, giving the two some added privacy. Do you want something to drink? came from the kitchen and he replied No, that's alright. Not really in the mood for drink, right now. He began to walk slowly around the room, studying the shelves and the walls and what pictures there were. Anything might be of interest, of help to him. He noticed a stereo system and a collection of CD's in a rack. He raised his brow at that and inspected the titles, searching for something that could work out tonight. He wasn't exactly a great connoisseur of Western music, but he'd had a long time to at least pick up on some of the general points of the medium. He noticed some promising albums, but decided to let it wait a little while yet. Taking a seat on the sofa, he leaned back and settled in a leisurely manner, waiting for Victoria to join him. If you don't mind me asking What is it you do, Victoria? he asked as she exited the kitchen.
Thread: The Urban Jungle

As she exited the kitchen to join her guest in the living room, she realized the answer to his question might be a deal breaker if she answered him honestly. Was she so starved for a night of stringless indulgence that she'd lie about what she did? I work for the city.She carefully answered as she settled on the couch and took a sip of water she'd poured from her fridge before setting it on the coffee table before them. Though really, work is the last thing I want to think about tonight.She added, hoping to distract him from the topic. So you're looking for a friend? This city is quite big, any leads on where to look for him?She asked only to flinch inwardly at how much that sounded like she were taking a case. If she had been trying to hide her profession, she might do well to take the detective off the case as it were and reassign it to shutting up. Maybe you could try hiring someone to help you. I mean, there's tons of private investigators in this place, most willing to work on a sliding scale.She suggested quickly, reaching for the water to fill her mouth with something so she wouldn't blather on any further. That's when her eyes danced to the music collection atop of her entertainment center and she rose to find something to play, anything to break the silence and move the conversation and evening onto something a bit more fun than a botched attempt at subterfuge. This should work.She mused, opening a c.d case and slipping the silver disc into the player and adjusting the volume. The sound of someone whispering something in spanish could be heard before a mixture of contemporary club sounds and something south of the border could be heard, mixed with bilingual lyrics that caused her to sway a bit while closing her eyes. Tonight we dance, I leave my life in your hands. We take the floor, Nothing is forbidden anymore All that was needed to make this moment even more enjoyable was perhaps total darkness and a handsome face to dance with while Enrique serenaded them both, and it was then that she simply offered her hand to him to see if he'd accept her offer. Don't let the world in outside. Don't let a moment go by. Nothing can stop us tonight!
Thread: The Urban Jungle

It seems he's fallen in with some bad company, if you know what I mean, he said, leaning back against the arm support to face her. Yes I suppose I need someone with experience with this type of investigation. Maybe someone will come along? He shrugged, signaling that the topic was done with and ready to move on to more interesting matters. He watched her get up after forcing down a huge gulp of water from her glass and walk over to the music collection. Ah now we're getting somewhere. His eyes locked onto hers as the music began and he smiled at her, rising as she held out her hand to him, accepting the invitation. He slowly approached her in step with the beat and just as Enrique delivered his first passionate Bailamos! Julio was there, hand in hand and arm around her waist his eyes never left hers. He lead her into the dance feet, legs and hips moving in time to the rhythm, his body pressing close to hers. He subtly began to let the effects of Awe affect her mind, captivating her attention even further, refusing anything to interfere with her attention for even a moment. Then and there there was only two people, a rhythm and a need to follow that rhythm's every whim and desire.
Thread: The Urban Jungle

As he slithered towards her, like a snake in the grass, she easily fell into the role of the bird who'd fallen from the saftey of the nest. The way his eyes hungrily fell upon her thrilled her and she happily allowed him to move her into the dance. The music seemed to melt away, the only sounds she could hear were that of her breathing and her heart thrumming loudly in her ears as she leaned into him and held his gaze pulse racing in her throat and lips throbbing as though begging him to kiss her. Kiss me! Her eyes screamed to him until she couldn't help but lean in closer to him so that her chest and his seemed to mirror one another. Hips pushed together. He'd mentioned something about his friend..cousin..someone falling into bad company and while the polite thing to do would be to ask further information, maybe even offer her own services to help track down this missing individual, all she could focus on was the way the warm and distant glow of the lamp cast a halo of light around the back of his head. As though he were some forgotten saint whom she'd invited in off the streets to rest from his travels. Fingers laced through his and she completed the embrace, happy to let him lead her this night and for once throw caution to the wind and just live for the moment.
Thread: The Urban Jungle

His auguring gaze held hers even as he subtly studied her reactions with a predator's sense of detail. She was taken with scene, breathing heavy, heart pounding and her warm arms gripping his body. He smiled hoodedly at her, grinding their hips up against one another, bodies pressed tight as they moved to the rhythm slowly back and forth across the living room floor. He'd felt the attraction towards her the moment he'd laid eyes on her and now, not even a day later, she was there in his arms, ready for the taking. He lent in close to her face, smelling her hair, moving his face around hers slowly, brushing against it. Softly, he began to kiss her skin, planting feathery kisses down her cheek bone to her jawline and further down to her throat, tilting her head upwards. Then he began coming back up again, kiss by kiss, until he was there at her mouth. It wasn't feathery, it wasn't chaste As their lips met he pressed his to hers and pushed his tongue forward without any intention to take a no for an answer. Their bodies held against one another, their mouths pressed tight, his hands fell down to her waist where the thumbs hooked into her pants, staying there for the moment without tugging, but ready to heed the call when it comes.
Thread: Falling - Falling (Me and Yen)

Allison was a rather open young woman, from the time she had entered High School - to the time she had left. She was actually - to the surprise of all her classmates - a virgin. But she was the one in school that had read all the books - knew all the terms. You wanted to do something kinky? She could tell you how - not that she knew how to execute it exactly herself. She had made a vow that the only time she'd have sex - was when she went down the rabbit hole. Getting a hold of some good Acid in the small town she was from - was actually very hard. So she'd never had sex - never melted and blended. Today was an odd day indeed for Allison, for when she walked down the road today - things just seemed different. She saw a flash of white ahead of her - a man gorgeous and probably albino. Wearing rabbit ears and steam punk garb - cosplayer? She wasn't exactly sure but she was keen on following. She was a tiny woman, standing at 5' even, with a nice petite build. She has a nice handful of breasts probably a b-cup at the most. It was a pair of perky ones, usually held in place by a nice lacy bra. Her favorite color happened to be purple - to the chagrin of her parents who both didn't realy like the color. Her hair was long - straight and rather thick looking. A color stuck somewhere between whine and dark oak. Her eyes were a bright green color with an amber ring, and overall she had a rather petite and delicate look to her features. Following the rabbit cosplayer wasn't hard, what was hard was the fall she took. Smashing down on the bottom of a long pit - and realizing that something wasn't quite right. She wore a pair of jeans, and a off the shoulder sweaterroyal purple, her hair twisted up in a bun with chopsticks stuck through it. She took a look around her - watching the curiousities abound. Purple sky, blue grass, and silver trees. A little path and a house at the end, which is where she approached.