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Thread: Blood~Lightning

Caoimhe squealed in surprise when a boy burst into the showers. She yanked her towel off of the peg by her stall and hastily wrapped herself in it. Her hair was down, full of soap, and plastered to her pale shoulders and face. What the hell? She yelled, tugging the too-small towel up over her wet breasts and trying desperately to keep herself covered.
Thread: Blood~Lightning

The surprise and shock of the situation set in when he heard the lady yell What the hell? Gwain stopped trying to open the door and looked at the girl, but quickly looked away when he saw she couldn't adequately cover herself up. S-sorry I didn't mean.. I should have checked first. I am sorry. Gwain said looking away. Umm is there another door in here? This one is locked.
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She gawked at him for a moment before stalking toward the door. No, there's not another door. There's no way they've already locked it- She yanked on the handle a few times before growling. You've got to be freaking kidding me! She had a soft Irish accent, but it wasn't very heavy. She tugged at the door once more, holding the towel with her other hand. The towel started to slip, and she gave up on opening the door. Bullocks! What are we supposed to do now?
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Gwain quickly looked around the room for something for anything that would help him cover himself up, but the only thing in the room was the small towel that this girl was using. I don't know. I really wish I had brought some clothes in here. The last Gwain kind of mumbled under his breath. Gwain spoke in a slight austrailian accent. Standing at 6'3, he was taller than most guys his age. Gwain stood there for a few minutes thinking, trying to keep his mind away from dirty thoughts. After a short time he started to visibly shiver, it was getting cold in the shower fast. I wish we had a phone in here with us.
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Punching the door, she hissed in frustration. Damnit! I left my bloody phone in my fecking bag! She groaned and turned back to the shower she'd been in. I'm going to rinse off this soap, then I'm going to figure out how to get the hell out of here. If you'd please, could you turn around?
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Gwain watched as the girl banged on the door in futility until she grew frustrated. I'm going to rinse off this soap, then I'm going to figure out how to get the hell out of here. If you'd please, could you turn around? At these words Gwain turned around without hesitation. Hearing the water hit her body and the sound of her hands moving over her skin caused him to grow hard. Great just what I need. He thought to himself. So uhh, what is your name? Gwain asked trying to break the tension.
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She turned the tap back on and stood under the steaming water, grumbling to herself. She barely heard his question, but grudgingly answered it. Caoimhe. Yours? She was stuck in the showers with him. She ought to at least have the propriety to ask his name. He'd asked hers.
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Its Gwain. Replied Gwain. As he tried to make his erection go down. He thought of everything imaginable, but it all came back to his situation now. Here were two very naked, in shape people, who were trapped for possibly the whole night in a locker room shower. Have you thought about how we are going to get out of here? Gwain said hoping the answer was both no and yes at the same time.
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She groaned, turning off the water and wringing out her long hair. It reached her lower back, tangled damp strands of sunset-colored silk. Not really. The only way to get out would be to break down the door, which wouldn't be so hard. But I don't really want to have to pay for the damage. It's an antique, and I don't want to know how much it would cost. She wrapped the towel back around herself, but it was soaked from its previous use and clung to her. She wasn't as tiny-waisted as some of the other girls, and her breasts were only a b-cup, but she had nice hips that gave her an almost-hour-glass figure.
Thread: Blood~Lightning

Without thinking, Gwain turned around when he heard the water turn off. Seeing her in a towel that clung to every contour of her body made him go fully erect. He was desperately trying to hide it, but at his length, it was hard. You are right, and I do not think it would be a good on our shoulders if we repeatedly slam into the door. Plus with it being being wet in here, we are likely to slip and get hurt. Some of Gwains hair was now dripping into his eyes. Instinctively Gwain brushed it back with one hand revealing his hard on to Caoimhe. His cheeks instantly flushed red and he desperately tried to cover it again.
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Caoimhe blushed furiously upon seeing his member, and tried to avert her eyes to anywhere else in the room. She settled on the small window above the door. It wasn't really large enough to fit through, but maybe they could yell for help. She pointed at the rectangular opening, smiling hopefully. That window is unlocked. Maybe someone's still here and they'll hear us. She paused, assessing the situation more thoroughly. Nevermind. I doubt they'd still be in the lockerroom. And they wouldn't be able to hear us beyond that. She huffed and leaned against the wall, settling to the floor slowly. Pulling her legs up to her chest, she tried to keep herself covered as well as she could. I think there's a washcloth in one of the shower stalls, if you want to...um- She cleared her throat and turned a deep shade of pink. -cover up...
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Gwain looked in each shower stall until he found the cloth she was talking about. Since it was only a wash rag it would barely cover anything at all with his penis being fully erect. But Gwain grabbed it and put it on just the same. It looked quite funny really when he looked down at it, but he dared not to laugh. Coming out of the stall, Gwain looked down at Caoimhe. She was doing her best to cover herself up, but just couldnt do the job completely. Gwain thought it would ease the tension if he sat beside her, so he did. Sorry. He said for no apparent reason.
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She cocked a thin eyebrow at him in confusion, the perfectly sculpted brow arched high. What are you sorry for? Aside from having bad timing, and walking in on me showering, you've nothing to apologize for. She laughed. By all the saints, you have horrid timing. If you'd shown up even five minutes later, I'd be stuck in here, and you would be outside that door to let me out. She sighed. But we're both in here.
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Gwain laughed. Well I am sorry for walking in on you. My apologies. Gwain said with a half sincere nod. But yes, now we are both stuck in a locked shower stall, possibly over night, naked with very little to cover ourselves with. Gwain laughed again. I am either very lucky or very stupid. Gwain said in jest.
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Now both brows rose high in surprise, and she laughed coyly. I think it's probably the latter. I wouldn't plan on getting lucky if I were you. She pursed her full, crimson-colored lips and narrowed her eyes at him. Don't think I couldn't take you. I might only be five-one, but I'm not a simpering little girl.
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At the sound of the challenge, Gwain jokingly leaned over and put his hand on her chin. Oh I think I could take you. He said with a grin. Then he moved and positioned himself in front of Caoimhe, not realizing his wash cloth had fallen off, and put his hands on the wall above her shoulders. Do you think you could take me? Gwain said in a half sensual voice.
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She growled and half-heartedly punched him in the shoulder. I could definately take you. She glanced down when the washcloth hit her foot, her cheeks turning pink again at the sight of his nakedness. Her grey-green eyes were flecked with tiny specks of gold that shimmered in the dimming light. She shivered, partly from the sight and partly from a chill running up her spine due to the soaked towel she wore.
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When Caoimhe punched Gwain halfheartedly, it turned him on. The situation hit him squarely as her punch did. He was trapped in a tiny room with a girl who was equally as naked as he was. He knew he should play his cards right, he knew he should take his time, he knew he shouldnt scare her, but none of it seemed to matter. He wanted her and, in his mind, he was going to have her. Slowly, he leaned his face in towards hers. Have you noticed how cold it had gotten all of a sudden? Gwain asked Caoimhe half sincerely. As his lips came closer to hers.
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She crossed her arms over her chest and shook her head. I'm not cold at all. And I won't be bullied by an arse of a boy like yourself. She harrumphed and turned her face away, closing her eyes against his image. In any other situation, if she were any other girl, she might have found him painfully attractive, found herself desperately lusting after him. But she'd been through that pitiful scenario a few too many times, and refused to be cowed into something like that again.
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The stopped Gwain in his tracks. He knew he just messed up, but he knew it wasn't bad. He could still salvage this if he played it right. Backing up and grabbing the wash cloth, he covered himself back up. I'm sorry, I shouldn't have... The sight of you just... Gwain let out a long sigh and looked at Caoimhe, hoping she would look back. Caoimhe, I am sorry. I let my hormones get the better of me and lost my manners. Gwain moved to the opposite wall now hoping to give Caoimhe some space. However since he moved away from her, he was now genuinely getting cold.
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She shrugged, shivering again. After a long moment, she looked back at him in defeat. I lied. It is kind of cold. She tugged the damp towel closer, which only served to make her colder. With a growl of frustration, she shifted positions and wrapped her arms around her legs, hoping to warm up a little. She had no such luck.
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Well there are a few things we could do to keep ourselves warm. Gwain said. Although you are not going to like any of them. Gwain pointed to the shower. We could turn on the showers and let the steam heat up the room, although if we turn on all six, we would likely run out of hot water before it got any warmer in here. Or we could simply turn on one of them and jump in. We could do two, but the water would run out too fast. If you have ever showered here before, you know how fast the hot water runs out. Looking away, Gwain explained the other options. Or we could huddle up together for warmth. Since the only things we have here to cover ourselves are small damp rags, they are worse then useless for keeping us warm. We would have to huddle together to keep warm.
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She frowned, tugging off her towel and tossing it aside. He was right about them being more harm than good. I'd rather freeze than huddle naked with a stranger. She huffed, glancing to the showers. If they turned on even one to warm up, they'd eventually end up without hot water, and even wetter than they were now. Which meant they'd be colder. She tried to hide her nakedness, to no avail. She could hide about half of herself, and that didn't do her any damn good.
Thread: ~*Blood's Rantings and Ravings*~

So...I'm pretty much so bored spinal fluid is shooting out of my nose. So I'm going to start a journal. I will write whatever the hell I feel like writing. Read it at your own risk. I'm not responsible for spontaneous combustion, bleeding eyes, exploding heads, or constipation caused by your viewing this incredibly boring journal.
Thread: ~*Blood's Rantings and Ravings*~

Count the raindrops that fall outside your window. For each one, I lost a part of my soul to you. Your love tore me open, ripped me apart. And unfortunately, your love can't sew me back together. Perhaps there is someone who can, but you never will. So leave me what little I have left, the shattered pieces of my soul, and dissapear. There was so much you did, and so little you could do. You can't fix what you broke, so go. While there is still enough of me to fix, go.
Thread: ~*Blood's Rantings and Ravings*~

I don't want to write you a crappy love song, or a stupid poem. You deserve so much more than that. You fixed the unfixable, mended the torn and tortured. And for that, you deserve so much more. To think, I hated you when we met. I wanted none of your silly romance. I wouldn't be wooed. But you found a way, past the guard and through the jagged shards of a wounded heart. You found your way and started picking up the pieces left behind by another. You didn't mind that I was too proud to admit my wounds. You didn't mind that I didn't want you. You found a way to make things better. And for that, you deserve so much more than a terrible song or a horrid poem. So I'll do the best that I can, and give you all that I can. I'll give you my heart, unguarded, and hope that it's enough. I'll give you all of me, and pray to every god there is that it will be enough. I'll love you for the rest of time, and with every ounce of myself. And still you deserve so much more...
Thread: ~*Blood's Rantings and Ravings*~

I hate being bored...So much...
Thread: ~*Blood's Rantings and Ravings*~

I have forgiven you. But know this He basks in the glow of a light you tried to extinguish. He delights in joys you never knew. I have forgiven you for mistreating me. We were both too young, too foolish, this I understand. I did not have the confidence I do now. I did not have self-worth or appreciation for the work of art that I am. I did not defend my own honor. I know now what I did not know then, when I let you conquer me, destroy everything that I was. After recovering, I realized that I am beautiful, more than anyone else you will ever find. I possess more personality than any empty-headed girl you will lay hands on. I have a smile to light up a room. I have breath-taking eyes, and a vast soul behind them. I am the same, and different in so many ways from the shy, self-loathing girl you hurt. I have blossomed, and I flourish now as I was never able to in your care. I am able to make my own decisions, to fight my own battles and win them. I physically and emotionally stronger. I am more feminine, and yet I know without doubt that I could now defend myself against any of your slutty little puppets. I can wear high-heels, and throw a punch like any man. I have become acutely aware of my talents, as you never were. I sing out now, without reservation, without fear of being judged, and my voice is appreciated. I can walk across the stage now without fearing judgement. And I use the impossible myriad emotions that you forced on me to my advantage. When the actress in me is called on to portray a tortured sould, I am certain that I am performing without flaw. And yet, I am whole again. I was able to put back the pieces with help, and my heart is whole and happy. I am optimistic and open-hearted, despite your treatment of me. I write this, knowing full-well that the chances of your eyes settling on it are slim to none. But it is written. In case you should ever read this, know this I write this in the hopes that you will feel the pain I once felt. I write this not in hope, but in certainty, that you will not ever meet someone as perfect in imperfection as I. Your chance has passed, and someone far more worthy now cradles my heart.
Thread: ÑÐ½ÏÆ¨Îµ ÏÎ¹ÑÐ½ Ï Î¹ Ð¸ É¢ Æ¨ // [Cash. Kitteh. Serisu. Only.]

The day started like any other, with continuous drills, exercises, and all the necessary training to turn these young souls into the perfect SOLDIERs they all were expected to be. Angeal carried out the daily activities as per usual, taking care in all that he did. He quite enjoyed the training, monotonous as it was, it was perfectly suitable for him. He was a tall young man, and fairly muscular, his physical appearance exceeding his youth. With his black hair and blue eyes, he was rather easy on the eyes, should anyone bother to take a look. He had the look of a SOLDIER, and he was determined to be the best he could possibly be. Once the training was over, the SOLDIERs were allowed to move to the chow hall to eat their fill in preparation for the rest of the day. Angeal was less than pleased, as he knew the choices were hardly anything to look forward to. But it was healthy and cost-effective he supposed. It didn't really matter the taste, anyway. He'd practically inhale it at the moment, he was so hungry, so he'd have no time at all to even savor whatever he would eat. His choices were typical he nearly picked the same food items every single time. It was always the same thing. He liked it that way. Angeal was also partial to the simplest of choices. Complexity was not efficient not at all. Once he had filled his tray, he sat down, beginning to eat his food in silence. He easily tuned out all of the whispers and other chatter that filled the room. Probably so easily because he didn't care, and it never concerned him. However, it was not so easy to ignore the scene that was about to take place. Out of the corner of his eye, his vision granted him a view of Sephiroth throwing a tantrum. Angeal scoffed quietly, and continued to listen to his banter. He had to admit, Sephiroth was intimidating, but not nearly enough to turn him off from a smart remark. He turned back to look at his plate intently, as if it was infiltrating his mind with ideas. It seemed as though everyone dare not move, stunned like they could picture their own deaths as Sephiroth swiftly took their lives from them in seconds. One exception, however, was the dark-haired young man sitting a table over from him. He did not seem at all concerned for his well-being. If he did, he probably would have held his tongue. Angeal just simply could not resist. Angeal didn't rise from his seat, or look away from his meal. He only smiled inwardly as he answered Sephiroth's dangerous statement. You're drawing more attention to yourself now, you know. He chuckled slightly, finally turning to look at the beautiful man before him. However, he still did not rise from his place. It's best just to ignore it, because if you do, it will simply go away.
Thread: ÑÐ½ÏÆ¨Îµ ÏÎ¹ÑÐ½ Ï Î¹ Ð¸ É¢ Æ¨ // [Cash. Kitteh. Serisu. Only.]

?? ?? ? ??? ? ? ? ? ?? ???? ?? ???? ? ? ?? ?y ? ?? ?c ? ?? ?? ?? .. listu Genesis woke at the sound of his alarm, rising early and making himself ready for the day. He took a lengthy shower, using most of the hot water before his roommate was able to. While he was good friends with Angeal, he enjoyed making his mornings miserable. Whilst dressing and combing his medium length auburn hair, he studied a few passages out of LOVELESS. He loved the book, and wished he was able to take it with him, he knew better than to attempt to do such a thing while having to do early-morning drills. Genesis moved through the drills mechanically, finally becoming used to such physical labor. SOLDIER wasn??t all Genesis thought it was going to be, and Genesis couldn??t wait to be finished with all the Third Class training. Sephiroth, a genius SOLDIER at a young age the same age as Genesis!, was still in training with Genesis and Angeal, but they were never in the same group, much to Genesis??s disappointment, which he hid carefully from Angeal. Glancing over at his friend, Genesis ran his blue eyes over his features. He was taller than Genesis, and his head a whole lot darker. He had his hair short, while Genesis kept his just above his shoulders. He couldn??t even remember how the two of them had become friends, Genesis living in a large house with both parents and a Banora apple orchard, while Angeal coming from a humble home with just his mom. After training, Genesis lost track of Angeal in the long line for food, but found him again as he went to find a seat. He didn??t bother with small talk and picked at his average breakfast foods and taking one bite of his normal red apple before setting it down. It wasn??t the same as those that he loved, the Banora apples of which his family specialized and Genesis had created an award winning jam from. Genesis glanced up from his meal as Sephiroth entered, clearing the way with just his eyes only. He watched him as inconspicuously as possible, curious about what seemed to be bothering him. He soon found out, however, as the silver-haired man stood and addressed all the onlookers and whisperers with those stern words. ? You're drawing more attention to yourself now, you know. chuckled Angeal. It's best just to ignore it, because if you do, it will simply go away. Genesis looked at him, eyes widened with surprise. ??Angeal!? He whispered. ??What are you doing?? ??g ???? ??????? y ?u
Thread: ÑÐ½ÏÆ¨Îµ ÏÎ¹ÑÐ½ Ï Î¹ Ð¸ É¢ Æ¨ // [Cash. Kitteh. Serisu. Only.]

Angeal did not wish to stir up any more commotion than was necessary, but he feared now that he had said far too much. It was not out of disrespect or arrogance that he did not face the beautiful and dangerous man approaching him. It was simply for the fact that all of this fuss was most exorbitant. What a show, indeed. Angeal sighed, closing his eyes as his slender comrade approached him with haste. He grabbed the bridge of his nose, pinching it slightly in regret. Perhaps it was not his place to have spoken up, despite the fact he only had good intentions. Now the chatter was really something, and the other SOLDIERs were voicing their opinions even louder now as they prepared for the outcome of the words that had been previously shared. The irony was oozing from the very walls that surrounded them, as it seemed to be present in every face of every SOLDIER in the room. How rediculous , he thought to himself. I have started quite the commotion in my own right. Without any further hesitation, Angeal moved from his seat in the blink of an eye, and just barely was able to snag Sephiroth's fist in his palm, stopping the man's throw immediately. My apologies, friend. I hardly intended that as an insult, he said, glancing at Sephiroth. Angeal dare consider Sephiroth a friend . No doubt that would be taken the wrong way as well. There is no need to be so disrespectful hold your tongue and retain your pride. Your actions should shame you. It seemed that Angeal was extremely talented in causing this particular SOLDIER to quake with rage. Surprisingly, Angeal's expression was not the least bit presumptuous. For someone who had just barely paused a deadly onslaught from what was perceived to be the most talented and feared SOLDIER, Angeal's demeanor was eerily calm and collected. He did not seem at all afraid or nervous, almost as though he did not take Sephiroth's display seriously. The dark-haired young man continued to try to reason with him, but he was certain Sephiroth could not simply just walk away from such a situation. In Sephiroth's mind, Angeal was to made an example of. Everyone in this room is quite well aware of your abilities, there is no need for you to show them off in this manner. It's disgraceful to attack a fellow comrade in this way. Save it for training.
Thread: ÑÐ½ÏÆ¨Îµ ÏÎ¹ÑÐ½ Ï Î¹ Ð¸ É¢ Æ¨ // [Cash. Kitteh. Serisu. Only.]

?? ?? ? ??? ? ? ? ? ?? ???? ?? ???? ? ? ?? ?y ? ?? ?c ? ?? ?? ?? .. listu ?? My friend, the fates are cruelThere are no dreams, no honor remainsThe arrow has left the bow of the goddess. ? Genesis cried, standing quickly and almost knocking the chair over. He moved quickly, and, in an attempt to save his friend from the punch from the prodigy that is Sephiroth by catching the fist that was thrown, Genesis was struck, and a cry escaped from his beautiful lips. ??Ah!? He landed, sprawled across the floor, half under some of the tables in the dining area. He sat up, surprised, a hand to his face in indignation. He thought that, had he been unable to catch the punch, Sephiroth would have the self-control to stop himself. Perhaps he hadn??t on purpose, and it may have amused him that the other man had been hit instead. OoC DD So short. ??g ???? ??????? y ?u