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Thread: About a Girl (Sho x ImagelessButterfly)

He took the punch and let himself go against the wall. I suppose I deserved that... he said as he looked at her again calmly. Sometimes, you need to remind those WHY they need your help in order to actually help them. Zack said standing up. He had a red mark on his chin but otherwise, he remained the same. And I am glad that you actually trust me. Shall we go? he asked her as if she had told him that she was going with him. Zack looked at her with his green eyes. Clearly, he wasn't going to take no for a answer and he wanted to help no matter what. He wasn't angry or aggressive. Just....clam and she knew it. You'll be given a place to sleep...if you do decide to take the job. I assure you he added as he stood there in front of her. He didn't seem bothered by the fact that she punched him.
Thread: About a Girl (Sho x ImagelessButterfly)

She stared at him. She knew she wasn't going to win this. Still not fully trusting him, she crossed her arms, looking down at the concrete. I want my stuff. I'm not leaving it alone over night. And what is this job anyway? You did make note about my problems stripping right? She said nastily, walking with him, careful to keep her distance. She was fully prepared to rip his nuts off if the situation turned sour.
Thread: About a Girl (Sho x ImagelessButterfly)

Of course....and your job, I am actually looking for someone to either clean or be able to work with equipment that the band uses....have any experince in either? he asked her as he looked over at her. Which church? the run down one? he asked her as they headed in that direction. And no, If I needed a stripper, I would've asked a whore he said flatly as he looked forward.
Thread: About a Girl (Sho x ImagelessButterfly)

Umm, yeah. I've done that before. she said with a shrug. How many nights a week? Minimum wage? She asked trying not to seem to excited. She laughed a bit at his whore comment shaking her head. Things like that were all in the eye of the beholder anyway. Yeah the abandoned one. I was surprised no one else was in it to be honest. It's pretty cozy. Then again...maybe it's blasphemy. Never really bothered to learn things like that.
Thread: About a Girl (Sho x ImagelessButterfly)

We'll talk that over when we get to my friend's place...speaking of which. he got out his phone and frowned at the crack screen. He sighed and dialed a number. Lilly? yea, listen. throughout the walk, he explained to his friend of his new friend Kaida. Yes- no- come on! He said as they reached the chruch. While Kaida went in for her things, she could hear Zack talking still. I don't think so, I am not having her at my place.....no, I don't think she like that. Come on, she's a girl, you're a girl! You got no roomate and she's homeless! I don't think she prefers MY place...atlhough nicer than yours- he said.
Thread: About a Girl (Sho x ImagelessButterfly)

Is Lily a character you would like to play? If not I would willingly take that role, if she is to be in the Rp more Kaida grabbed her bag from a locked confession booth, along with her electric guitar, trying not to pay too much attention to the conversation Zach was having. Then again, he was more or less arguing about her future... Look I can stay at the church it's not big deal. she interrupted, with a job I'm sure I can find enough for some crappy apartment in no time. she said simply. You don't need to take care of me.
Thread: The Edge [SkylarxShyone]

The edge. The very place that Amozabel always found himself at. You almost there, Amoz? a feminine voice asked over his comm unit in his ear. Amozabel nodded, though she wouldnt be able to see that. Yes. Half mile and closing. The feminine voice cleared her throat over the radio. Good. We CAN'T lose this one, Amoz. Amozabel slid under am AC vent, hopping up to his feet and jumping from the edge of te building, landing on the next roof a little below him with a roll. I know, Selphe. Almost there... Amozabel slowed as the large Trade Center tower came into view. Amozabel pulled on some binoculars. 7th story, Selphe told him over the radio. After following her directions, he found the silohoutte of the boy he was supposed to be protecting, ad 3 men, presumably not on his side. Amozabel tensed, taking a few steps backwards, before sprinting forwards and jumping towards the tower. -- The leader of the group of three punched Andol across the face, again. I said, WHERE IS YOUR FATHER?! DONT TELL ME you don't know, I know you DO! He growled angrily and pulled out a pistol. You have five minutes to tell us and hand over 5 million. No one was ready for what came next. Amozabel crashed through the window and killed the first of the three by grabbing his head and snapping his neck. He grabbed the leader as he tried to cock the pistol to shoot at Amozabel, but too late. The bullet buried itself in Amozabel's chest, but the dragon anthro did nothing but throw the man out the window and falling 7 stories to his death. Amozabel walked up to the last man and said, 'Boo.' This sent him running. Out the door and for a mad dash to the elevator. Amozabel sighed and unstrapped and untied the boy. He helped Andol up. Andol, I presume? I am Amozabel. I was sent to protect you.
Thread: What he wanted

As he examined himself in the mirror of the platform 9 platform Draco couldn't help but smile, everything was going just how he had hoped it would. After his success in arranging the invasion of Hogwarts at the end of last year his family had been elevated back to their former status, undoing the damage that his father's failure to bring the Dark Lord a certain prophecy had done. More then that though, more then just the Malfoy name had risen in status, now Draco was a rising star among the Death Eaters and as the youngest Death Eater he had a particularly important title, he was the Dark Lords faithful servant, his eyes and ears among the students at Hogwarts. True Snape was now Headmaster, and other Death Eaters held teaching positions at the school, but Draco would be a law unto himself, able to do whatever it was that he might like. Whatever he wanted was his to reach out and take, one thing in particular of course. Leaving the restroom Draco moved through the masses, people getting out of his way quite quickly. He was on the hunt now, there was one thing that he had always wanted but been unable to take because of circumstances in the past, she would have rejected him but now she would have no choice, like it or not she would belong to him. Ginny Weasly, beautiful blood traitor would be his, the excuse would of course be that he was only doing it to make Potter and his friends suffer. It didn't take long though to see the flash of red that gave her away, the grace, the delicate beauty... she was going to be his. Pushing his way toward her he was soon not far behind, pressing his wand against her back and his mouth beside her ear. Weasly. He whispered to her. I suggest you go into the train compartment on your right... and if you attempt to draw your want I will of course make you regret it.
Thread: What he wanted

It was difficult, bidding goodbye to her mother and father on the edge of the platform. Mollys eyes hadnt been dry since her second-youngest childs departure, and it was only Ginnys well established sense of dignity that kept her own eyes dry. Tears seemed to be contagious around the Burrow. After hearing that Ron was leaving with Harry and Hermione, she had been tempted to simply refuse to return to Hogwarts but that would be stupid of her, considering all of the trouble that it would cause for her parents and siblings. As much as she loathed the idea, the most reasonable thing to do at this point was lie low and try not to stir up too much trouble. The would see how long that could last. It would be a minor comfort to return to the school and see the classmates she had been worried for over the summer though Luna Lovegood, Neville Longbottom, and various others. She had only just boarded the train and escaped the view of her parents, resolving to go look for her friends in one of the compartments, whenever she felt the harsh prick of a wand pressing into her back through the thin material of her tee shirt and hot breath at her ear, sending an involuntary shudder of outrage down her spine as she realized whose mercy she was subject to. She wanted little more than to close her fingers around her wand or give her elbow a good jab into his stomach so that she could run, but neither choice was a real option unless she wanted herself hexed into next Tuesday. She would have to wait for her opportunity. Grudgingly, she obeyed the command and turned directly into the right hand compartment, waiting until she heard the glass slide shut behind their bodies to reach into her pocket and slip her wand out and turn to face him, putting a couple of feet of distance between them in the process. The farther away from Draco Malfoy she could get, the better. She hadnt the faintest idea what he could want that called for such seclusion, but had immediately decided it couldnt be anything good. Ditching out of her sixth year to go with Harry, Ron and Hermione was beginning to look better and better, to hell with her bloody safety. What is it, Malfoy? Havent you got somewhere else to be? Sorry, I went back and added a bit for length and elaboration I couldnt leave it at less than 300 words.
Thread: What he wanted

She wasn't trying to fight him or yell for her friends, that was a very good idea considering he already had the drop on her and had learned a nasty spell or two from the older and much more experienced Death Eaters. Not that he wanted to her her, Merlin no, he wanted to keep her all to himself and hurting her would only throw his plans off quite a bit. He wanted her to grow to be his willingly, to bow at his feet and serve him faithfully. As she drew her wand on him he only smiled a little bit at her, she wasn't going to be able to hurt him. I don't really have somewhere else to be Weasly and neither do you... now I suggest you put up your wand. He said, a tone of mockery in his voice as he slid his wand away into a pocket of his suit jacket. Crabbe and Goyle are expecting me in about an hour, completely unharmed and if you have cast even the most harmless spell on me then then Mr. Longbottom and Ms. Lovegood will be suffering a great deal at their hands. Not entirely a bluff but not something that he had planned out ahead of time, however to anger him would lead to problems for them. Now sit down and relax. His face was crossed by a small sneer as he saw that as he took a seat himself, crossing one leg over the other. He was trying to put her at ease, no reason they couldn't be polite about this. I am about to make you a very nice offer and once again accepting it is the only way to keep your friends from experiencing a great deal of pain. Now the sneer was more evident then ever before, Draco in true form with someone at his mercy, someone who would not dare oppose him. From this point on you belong to me, you will serve me however I like and if you fail to do so... well I don't think I need to threaten your friends again.
Thread: What he wanted

He suggested that she put up her wand. She almost snorted at the comment, but her lips turned down in a slight frown whenever he obliged first by sliding his wand into his pocket. How could he be so confident that she wasnt going to put him in a world of pain at that very moment? Cocky death eating prick. She let her wand drop halfway to her side, but didnt put it away. She didnt like being cornered, even if he didnt have his wand at his disposal. Crabbe and Goyle? It was impossible to keep the amused skepticism from her voice. Im pretty sure Neville and Luna would hold up. It was true that her friends were far more advanced magic users than either of Dracos cronies, but she knew that she was lying. Just like she couldnt hex Malfoy into an inside out slug, Luna and Neville couldnt raise their wands to defend themselves. It was the higher power they were messing with at this point, and to put it gently, they were sincerely fucked. As if she could relax. Ginny pressed back against the window, leaning against the glass rather than sitting down on the bench. How long would it be before Neville or Luna got concerned and came looking for her? Before Malfoys hour was up? As she listened to him his proposition her wand arm fell to rest at her side, and she stared at him for a long moment. And then she laughed. It bubbled up in her throat and escaped her lips before she could think of it. She would serve him? And he thought that his idle threats to Luna and Neville would convince her of that? She didnt like the idea of being punished for hexing him or his lackeys, but if he was really getting this smug with his position, then he had another thing coming. Didnt he? Her laugh faded as she took in his expression. He was quite serious hell, he might even expect her to be pleased with his offer. She cocked her head, studying him for a moment before she straightened and shoved her wand back in her pocket. She was leaving. Go fuck yourself, Malfoy.
Thread: What he wanted

Her lack of concern for her friends was a little bit amusing, did she think that his friends wouldn't have learned a trick or two after the whole DA thing that Potter had put together. While Potter had taught his friends defense against the Dark Arts the Slytherin students had learned how far behind they were in experience and knowledge, without telling anyone they had banded together and shared what they had learned from their families... what had come from this was a great deal of shared knowledge and experience in some rather nasty curses and hexes... Crazy girl and Longbottom would have a nasty surprise in store should they run into Crabbe and Goyle now, especially since Slytherins now outnumbered any of the other houses, Mudbloods having fled the school and since Slyherin lacked any at all they now had quite a numerical advantage. SO much power, and as Head Boy Malfoy would be the one in charge of the Slytherins and the students who were smart enough to see the shift and align themselves with the proper power. It seemed however that Ginny wasn't smart enough to see what was coming, laughing at him and then trying to walk away without his permission. Such profane language to the man who she would soon acknowledge as her master. Standing quickly he moved forward, pressing against her while his hand kept her from drawing her wand. His body was pressed fully against hers, even though the clothing he could feel her softness against his own firm form. You don't seem to get it do you? He asked, his voice a low growl against her ear. The Order lost... The Dark Lord is now in charge and that means that blood traitors like your family are in a very delicate position while my own family now has even more power. If you won't submit to me then I can take you by force and no one will do anything to stop me.
Thread: What he wanted

She shouldnt have been stupid enough to stow her wand away, but it was too late to think about that now. Ginny stiffened as Draco moved fluidly to his feet, cutting off her path to the compartment door with the barrier of his solid frame pressing so closely against her own, the long fingers of his pale hand closing around her arm to make sure she couldnt whip her wand out on him. This distance was disconcerting not because shed never been so close to a boy, but because she had and she had never planned on being so close to Malfoy. She didnt want to feel the warmth of his body pressing against hers, or feel the contrast of his firm muscles against her soft curves. She tilted her head away slightly when his hot breath touched her ear, a mildly annoyed attempt at tugging away. She couldnt comprehend anything he was saying mostly because she didnt want to. The way she saw it, things may be utterly dismal, but as long as Harry was alive there was still a sliver of hope. The muggleborns had fled, but she didnt blame them what choice did they have? They had more freedom than she did at the moment, even if they were on the run. But being in a delicate position was not going to stop Ginny Weasley from being anything less than the typical spitfire shed forced everyone to know her as. And Dracos new stature wasnt going to earn him anything unless he had a damn good way of forcing her into it. She could ignore his threats in their close proximity, and the mild flutter of her pulse an effect of adrenaline brought on by anger is what she dismissed it as. What she couldnt ignore was his snide barb in regard to her family. But if he was going to be so calm, then she wasnt going to act out like some snot-nosed brat. He wanted to play his game, then he could bloody well play it. Id rather be a blood traitor, she returned sweetly, than suffer from inbredity. Is that whats wrong with your logic, Malfoy? Your dear old dads banging his sister? Certainly explains the resemblance, doesnt it? She shifted against him, making to sidle around his body even as she snatched her arm from his grasp and yanked her wand from where shed stowed it in her pocket. At the same time she closed her fingers around the handle of the compartments door to yank it open and move out into the cart where someone would at least see her. She wasnt sure if Draco was willing to cause a scene or not or if he would even need to. He may have locked the door, or snatched her back before she could make it past the compartments threshold.
Thread: What he wanted

Pushing him off was one thing, trying to ignore reality was another thing but it was something that he could ignore, later on he could teach her the error of her ways. Right now her problem was that she had dared to comment on his family, to make accusations of inbreeding. It wasn't even the commentary on his parents, it was the commentary on pure bloods that she was making, had she forgotten that her own family was pure blooded, that they had been a respectable family once. How dare she besmirch the honor of pure bloods everywhere. She would need to be taught a lesson in how to be proud of her heritage. Anger trusting his featured Draco grabbed her by the back of her shirt and pulled her against him, despite his anger his arousal was pressed solidly against his back, so rare was it that any young lady offered him any sort of challenge to him. You will learn better then to speak to me like that. He whispered as a hand curled up around her neck, squeezing lightly while the other hand began to tease up underneath her shirt, he didn't have the patience to wait any longer for his prize, he wanted her right then and there. I am a Death Eater, I am in charge right now... you can either serve me or your friends will suffer. Every student in the school who wants an in with the new powers will be looking to kiss my ass and I will have them punish your friends every time you deny me what I want. He didn't really want to hurt her, it would accomplish nothing in the end but by threatening her friends he would be able to get what he wanted from her. Submit to me Ginerva or else you will all suffer at the hands of myself and my friends.
Thread: Neo Genesis (Akiriu + myself)

The stage was lit in a thunderstorm of lights, red, green and blue flashing across the people in the crowd and on stage. Luca was enjoying it throughoutly she put the last bit of strength into her voice and smashed the chorus a last time. BEEP....BEEEP...BEEp....SLAM. Damnit she cursed and shot up form her dream her bubblegum coloured hair wildly about her head. d'aww only some dream she muttered and rubbed her eyes. Grumbling she got up and ready for school not feeling like eating any breakfast for it was her first day at the new school in the new hometown. It was esciting in a way but also scary. She arrived way too early of course as she had been scared she would not make it in time and would make a bad impression. sucks she judged the time her cellphone showed her. The secretary told her the room she would have the first lesson in and she was on her way trying to find her way in the unfamiliar huge building knowing well what kind of gazes her unusual haircolour drew upon her.
Thread: Neo Genesis (Akiriu + myself)

Sitting with his legs crossed in a hallway sat Marcus. His wild red hair alyways seemed to cover one of his piercing blue eyes. He wore a Megadeth T-shirt and black jeans. He plucked the strings on a Stratocaster, his fingers almost dancing across the neck. He was in the middle of a guitar solo when he saw her. The clothes, her body, and the attention grabber her long pink hair. He could tell by her face that she was lost. So he did the right thing and stood up. Walking to her with a smile, bye spoke. Hey. I see that you're lost. You must be new here, am I right.
Thread: Neo Genesis (Akiriu + myself)

Her eyes seeked for a sign of the room she was seeing when soneome ran up to her. She turned to look at him fully her eyes shamelessly looking him up and down checking him out. Red hair so something in common in a way quite provcating clothes which was mroe appealing to her and those piercing eyes that seemed to look inside of her. Yes i am new here i seek the room 1-102 she replied and smiled fiendly and looked at him Mind telling me which way to go? great playing there by the way i liked it She complimented and hoped he would be kind enough to show her the way or at least explain it.
Thread: Neo Genesis (Akiriu + myself)

We'll go together. It's my first class as well. He replied with a smile. And thank-you. I do my best. He walked in the direction of the class playing The Trooper, note for note.
Thread: Neo Genesis (Akiriu + myself)

Luca followed listening to the song alomst forgetting to remember the way she needed to find more oftan from now on as the notes came and kept flowing into her head making it confused and all consumed by the music i know that one she said excited.
Thread: Neo Genesis (Akiriu + myself)

Her excited voice made Marcus smile, hidden by his hair as he looked down at the guitar. A lady of the Maiden I see. Well how about this one? With a smooth transition he played the solo Trooper and switched to Children Of The Grave.
Thread: Neo Genesis (Akiriu + myself)

I do not like it as much but its great for sure she smiled and watched his fingers sance over the strings of his guitar. He was quite silled especially for his age, she had to admit she was a bit impressed but she did not show it too much besides the ocmpliments of course and the excited smile she gave for everything she liked.
Thread: Neo Genesis (Akiriu + myself)

A classic. Marcus replied. He switched gears and played a more melodic song, Betrayal of Fate . The set up to the chorus was fast and wild, jumping the strings with a professionalism only seen by rockers. He didn't miss a note, everything was time correct and in tune.