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Thread: SAMOK (EveningSky & G23)

He sat up now. he did not leer at her or take in her form with his eyes, as her peers often did, but continued to gaze into her eyes, his eyes now even more deadly. My sister is not a freak. If you have a problem with gays that's your problem. She is a little girl who hates boys. but thank you for your concern. The words were polite but the tone was anything but, simply dripping with scorn. Ezra did not trust her, and clearly was more than ready to not like her. His leg throbbed beneath her hand, and despite appearances it was clear he was not happy she was touching him. Everyone knew he had few friends, but what no one did or could now was he did not like being touched. This forward action of her's was only making him angry, as his slowing pulse but warming skin should have told her.
Thread: SAMOK (EveningSky & G23)

HerHer hands slowly removed themselves from Ezra's leg. Samantha took a deep breath, swallowing the lump in her throat. Not only did she come under Ezra's scrutiny, she insulted his youngest sibling in the process. Samantha was not by any means a dumb girl, she could sense his boiling anger. Removing herself from his space before something went terribly wrong had been the safest thing for both of them. Without another word Samantha left Ezra's side. She dared not look back for fear of what she saw in his eyes. She returned to the three little girls, stooping down beside Janice. I have something, Samantha rummaged through her beige handbag pulling out three lollipops one for you She said stretching her hand out to Janice Aand you Her reached Laila Aaand you She grinned at Ruthie. Lollipops were one of her favourite sweets aside from chocolate. She would purchase a handful of lollipops each day after school, sharing with her younger siblings and having the rest to suck throughout the school day. They're all strawberry because that is my absolute favourite She smiled. She stood, waving at the girls I gotta go now, it was nice meeting y'all though. If Ezra is giving you a hard time let me know She said eyeing Janice I'll bring you guys over to my house and we can chill without his icky self around The history between their families had been rough. Samantha knew she could change that, her father would not mind the Willowfoot girls over for a swim in their pool or to lounge around their estate. Like the Beckett's they were a founding family.
Thread: SAMOK (EveningSky & G23)

Ilysa was sitting behind the vegetable stall watching the people come and go, while keeping a close eye on her grandchildren. The girls were managing the meat and bread stall, all fresh cuts and freshly baked, while Red handled the broiling grill. The Willowfoots didn't take payment for their cooked meals as they didn't have the proper license, but they did enjoy the heavy tips they received. The fruit stall was in the shadow of the trailer, with Fauna and Thomas sitting beneath. The jamjellyand preserves stall was the next over, with one of Ezra's aunt's in charge, as the rest of the family were in charge of the further stalls, with more ready to cook and eat meals, juice, fresh milk, tanned furs and skins, and nearly a dozen others. Ezra was going in and out of the trailer hauling boxes and totes, his shirtless torso gleaming with sweat. He had just dropped off more fruit when his mother nudged him and pointed at Samantha. He started to argue then saw the look on her face. He sighed and looked for his shirt but couldn't find it. He shrugged and went over to Samantha. Hey... I wanted to apologize for yesterday. That was really rude of me. He watched her face calmly, his shoulder length jet black hair tied back into a thick ponytail, his chest still rising and falling slowly, making his chiseled form stand out even more. He bit his lip then sighed. Thanks for coming...You want your mom's usual purchase list? Fauna had Marcia's preferred items memorized.
Thread: SAMOK (EveningSky & G23)

SamanthaSamantha noticed Ezra walking briskly in her direction, wearing nothing but jeans. Simply thinking the young Indian would pass her straight, his destination not her but behind her, her eyes returned to the line. When she heard Ezra voice with the regular greeting Smanthja froze like ice in the Artic. Had he spoken to her or someone near. After their encounter yesterday it was highly impossible. No way is he talking to me. Her illusion shattered just as quickly as it had been conceived when Ezra kept speaking. Samantha, having no other choice, turned to face him. There had been no simple, I'm sorry like people their age would usually resort too. Samantha felt his sincerity, but well thought out sentences never meant the speaker was always pure of heart. She refused to think any less however and accepted with the grace She had been taught. It's not your fault really, I probably would've been the same way if someone came to me like that about my brothers. Her eyes met his apologetically I'm sorry too.. Samantha's eyes widen when Ezra asked about her mother's list Oh my god, Thank you! She handed over the list I suck at this... She indicated to the long line with a smile. And I'm really hungry too so like this line is torture Chase stared cautiously at Ezra from behind Samantha's leg. His first time being to the market, seeing all the Willowfoots in one place.
Thread: SAMOK (EveningSky & G23)

Ezra spotted the boy and smiled. It's alright. Mom is getting Marcia's stuff. Now you young man I think you could use a donut. Come with me. He lead the boy and Samantha over to the bread stall where true to his word a large rack of donuts sat. He took one out and gave it Samantha, then another onto a plate and held it out to Chase. Fauna peeked out. hey Samantha. I was hoping to see your mother today. Her order will be ready in a bit. She turned and waddled back to the trailer. Ezra smirked watching her go. She's guna pop soon. Ruthie peeked around the stall. Hi Samantha. I made those donuts. Ezra nodded. True she did. But they're pretty good anyway. He dodged her aimed kicked grinning wickedly.
Thread: SAMOK (EveningSky & G23)

In the excitement of receiving a donut, Chase ran off, trailing closely behind Ezra. Samantha had no time to protest Ezra's offerings as the tall boy had already been halfway to the stall by the time she registered what had been happening. Come on Brandon She took his hand, trying not to laugh at his little mouth chewing at the candied apple. You didn't have too do this, Chase ate a candied apple a few minutes ago She however accepted the donut biting into it immediately. Gorging at it like she had not eaten for weeks. Chase happily took his, with a big thank you sent Ezra's way. When Fauna Willowfoot hailed Samantha, she swallowed the donut, almost choking on the powdered goodness. My mom had some things to do Marcia Beckett never missed market unless absolutely necessary. It had been the only time she was able to mingle with Fauna freely. Samantha knew how much her mother loved catching up with Ezra's mother. They were a pair that could talk for hours. Our mothers are such good friends...it's such a shame they're on opposite ends Her eyes met Ezra Pop out another one of your responsibilities Samantha grinned at Ruthie and Ezra's exchange I can't even make donuts, so that's awesome She stooped, high fiveing the little girl. Seeing Ezra smile like he did was rather an unusual thing to witness. Samantha understood why her mother advised her to ft to know him. What he showed others could be far from what he actually was. Brandon tugged Samantha's dress I don't want this anymore... handing over a half eaten apple Can I have one? He asked, pointing to the rack of donuts. Samantha rolled her eyes, giving Ezra an annoyed look Thank God it's you, and not me.. Her mother giving birth again would all but drive her insane.Samantha plucked a twenty dollar bill from her purse, handing it over to Ezra. For the two you gave us, and another one for this rugrat
Thread: SAMOK (EveningSky & G23)

tThe market atmosphere took a sudden change when Ruthie grabbed onto Samantha's hand. Urging the older girl to stay close, calling out to her mother. The change had not only been present in Ruthie's frightened face but also in Ezra's eyes. His faces expressed a seriousness and anger far more terrifying than what Samantha witnessed in the library the day before. Fauna Willowfoot took her three daughters behind their stall. Beckoning Brandon and Chase Beckett to join them. When Samantha saw the scene that unfolded next she could not be more grateful to Mrs Willowfoot for shielding her brothers like she did her own children. The obscene language and sheer disgust that the three boys showed towards Ezra proved how much hatred some people still held for the Indians. Samantha was given a front row seat to the discrimination they were forced to live with. Chase and Bran come on, it's time to go The boys emerged from behind the stall, begging to stay. No we're not staying Whatever the Willowfoots needed to sort out had nothing to do with them. Keeping her brothers there could prove dangerous. Any older sibling would do what was right. Samantha watched the three girls behind the stall, her eyes travelling to Ezra chatting with the police and his parents. He had only been doing what was right by his family, protecting them from danger. She made her way slowly to Ezra when his conversation with the police was over, two brothers at her side. Not wanting to bring up the situation in front of them Samantha simply asked what she needed too. I'm suppose to take these two for ice cream down at the park She glanced back at these tall where his three sisters sat maybe I can't take all of them...get them away from this... Her eyes met his. They'll have fun playing together, I can totally bring them back to the rez when we're done
Thread: SAMOK (EveningSky & G23)

Ezra looked at his mother who nodded. Go ahead. He gave his siblings a ten apiece, then grabbed one of his cousins to go with Samantha and the little ones. The girl was only a few years older than Janice and her siblings, but she was taller and she bore the hard look most of them did at the moment. Ezra nodded to Samantha then went to a large stack of items nearby and started hauling them to her truck loading things carefully. Once done with that he fell to loading up other vehicles as the recent excitement had brought in even more people and they had been eager to buy, especially the heavy woven mats and rugs. The Willowfoots not only offered protection to all vendors but also had long ago promised help in such matters. Ezra then got stalled teaching some kids how to play with a number of the toys from another stall. They were many and numerous, and most of them performed multiple tasks. The kids were quite taken. Ezra seemed to actually glow as he played and spoke with the children. Unlike the trio of morons they held no hate or spite and were eager to play with and buy the toys. After some time with the children he then went to a newer stall where a pair of women were serving up tea and coffee. Seeing them he laughed and tried some of the tea. Still gross my dears. He ducked a thrown tea bag and laughed again. DO you have any sweet tea? He finally went back to his family's stalls sipping his large cup of green tea sighing happily.
Thread: SAMOK (EveningSky & G23)

SamanthaSamantha packed all the little ones in the backs eat comfortably. Chase and Janice talking to each other excitedly, Brandon staring at Laila and Ruthie like they were aliens that were invading his space. With the kids all inside, Ezra's cousin keeping an eye on them while Samantha helped Ezra pack her mother's things in the back of the truck. Samantha securing the baskets with two medium bails of hay. Bringing bruised vegetables and fruits to her mother would not end well for her. Samantha got into her truck, backing out and driving away. Completely forgetting to pay the Willowfoots until she arrived with the kids at the park and had been paying for everyone's ice cream. Their little faces lit up as their tongues licked away at the scoops of cold sweet goodness sitting on top the comes. Samantha sat with Ezra's country on the park bench eating ice cram, the children sitting on the grass in front of them. Someone's hand covered the blonde's eyes, sending her vision from light to darkness. Tiffany? She said skeptically The person's hand left her eyes, holding her head gently tipping it backwards. Coli- Her words were cut off by her boyfriends lips engulfing hers. Chase groaned, looking away as continued to Colin kiss his sister. The young boy had been privy to a brutal exchange between Colin and Samantha that caused him to dislike the tall, blue eyed athlete. Never breathing a word of it to his parents due to a promise Samatha made him agree too. Despite being only nine years of age his promises meant something to him. Yet he had still been too young to know that by telling someone he would be protecting his older sister. Samantha chuckled into Colin's lips Stop.. They were in the park, with many people around. Including Ezra's siblings and cousin, close by. Fine fine Colin helped her off the bench, holding her hand as they stepped away. What are you doing here? She asked Throwing ball with the guys Colin's gaze flickered to the Indians Samantha had been sitting with What you doing with them? We're getting ice cream She licked her cone They're Ezra's family Soo you're hanging with the red nigger now? Samantha bit her lip, shaking her head lightly. I'm not hanging out with him...it's just.. Just what Samantha? Colin waited for Samantha to say something. His patience weared thin when she struggled to find an explanation. Samantha did not know what her relationship was with the Willowfoots, or why she ws suddenly being so friendly. Colin stormed off angrily before she could give him a proper answer. His temper had been something Samantha constantly found herself dealing with since their relationship began two years ago. We're here.. She announced pulling up in front the Willowfoot compound. With the family history, going inside was not an option. Bennett's did not step foot on Willowfoot land, like Willowfoot's did not step foot on theirs. Go tell Ezra we're here.. She said to his cousin. Samantha still needed to pay for their goods and deliver her mother's care package. She smiled slightly, g lancing back at his sister's in the backseat Did y'all have a good time?
Thread: SAMOK (EveningSky & G23)

When the boys packed more things into the truck Samantha's face showed utter disbelief. The kindness Fauna Willowfoot bestowed on them had been magnificent. Samantha had never known the woman to be anything but kind. How the Beckett's and Willowfoot kept a feud burning for generations had been beyond Samantha's comprehension. The way the Willowfoot girls and Beckett boys played together in harmony gave the future hope. The hope that their generation could break the cycle. A drastic change would be required, like the ancient times. Wars ended with a marriage, friendship or alliances. Brandon the youngest Beckett pouted Fine.. His little blonde head dipped back into the truck as he sat back down. Samantha shook her head in disbelief I think they're all best friends now, its crazy Her eyes involuntarily scanned Ezra's silhouette. Much preferring his shirtless form. Your sisters want to do this every Saturday...just thought let you know Brandon's head popped up again, his green eyes looking expectantly at Ezra If I learn it, can I get one of the big bike's?
Thread: SAMOK (EveningSky & G23)

Ezra laughed at the boy's displeasure. A child should obey his parents kiddo. And i wouldn't want to distract you from your other studies. He turned to Samantha. Maki mentioned that. i think it's a good idea. burn off their energy. He blinked at Brandon's question and turned to look at him over his shoulder, leaving most of his chest and his left arm in Samantha's window. That's both up to your parents and later my Grandpa little dude. Even in the OK you gotta be at least 16 to ride a motorcycle. And you have to learn first. Those big bikes are plenty heavy. You get their approval first. Then I'll take you to see Red. He turned back to Samantha and winked then patted the door. You drive careful. If the boys want to go to the park or anything soon call me and we'll work it out. he gave her the official Willowfoot Farms card, a lincoln green smooth job, with a deepset willow tree imprinted into the green. The foot of the tree was black and shaped like the foot of a bird, with five distinct roots spreading out into the words and numbers. Alright Miss Beckett. Mister And Mister Beckett. It was lovely to see you all. have a good day. He stepped back waving.
Thread: Mail-Order Love (501st x Forever-Alone31)

Alexander Lee Stanton had always been something of a lonely man, and this was the result of a variety of reasons. He had been a driven perfectionist throughout high school, college, and his early twenties. He'd gotten a nice internship and was directly hired from there -- he'd made money hand over fist, working long evenings and weekends on top of that, resulting in a man who happened to be in his thirties without ever really being in a serious relationship. He'd fucked plenty of women over time, but he'd just never chosen a girl to settle down with. It didn't help that his tastes were... unconventional. There were the usual unconventional things -- his desire for control and BDSM in his relationship, but it went beyond that. He wanted someone he really could control, as he controlled all other aspects of his life. He wanted someone young, beautiful, someone he could truly call his own. And once you got enough money, it wasn't hard to arrange for that sort of thing. And so he'd ordered a young wife, set to arrive from Turkey that day. Alex stood outside the terminal presently, sharply dressed in a white dress shirt and pressed slacks, sleeves rolled up his well-honed arms in light of the heat of the day. He had his tablet in hand, turned to face the arriving passengers, his bride-to-be's name written cleanly across the surface. He simply couldn't wait.
Thread: Mail-Order Love (501st x Forever-Alone31)

Dilara Abaci would bite her lip as the plane hit the runway. She had never been on a plane before although as she stared at the sign that meant she still had to stay in her seat she could feel her nerves rising. Pulling at the dark blue scarf that was around her head snugly she would look out the window. Yep she was nervous. Dilara had been working quite hard on her English the past few months, she was doing better but it wasn't anything amazing. She wore a black and white cardigan along with a long sleeve blue shirt and dark jeans with some black boots, the hijab she wore was a mixture of dark blues matching her outfit. She didn't really have nice expensive things but she had some nice clothing that suited her for the flight and the meeting of the man she would soon get to actually meet. Once she was aloud to stand and grab her bags she would start to feel the nervous feeling creep over her more and more. She wasn't sure how this was going to go, would they get along well? She only new little of him, she had signed up for the ordered wife thing a while ago. She came from a very poor part of Turkey, her parents had died when she was young and her Aunt had cared for her but when her Aunt died Dilara had to other find away to make money or get out of the country and she knew that getting out of the country was a much safer option although she didn't have enough money for any of the things she needed so she went with this. She knew a few girls who had done the same and Dilara knew it was a gamble but it was her best shot at a better life. Once off the plane she would walk down a large hallway and into the terminal, bitting her lip once again as she came to the escalator, she would look at the people who gathered at the bottom holding signs and tablets with people's names on them. She found her name right before she got to the bottom, she would examine the man holding it for a moment before walking towards him, forming the English words in her mind. She wasn't sure what he wanted her to call him. She would smile lightly as she approached him. Hello, you just be Alexander? Her dark green eyes would watch him for a moment before she would look away, he was quite tall compared to her but she was normally a short person compared to other people. Looking back up at him she would wait for his response
Thread: A King and his Harem (RoleplayMaster x Applepoisoneer)

Tommen stared at his book, learning about some of the previous wars that had happened across the Seven Kingdoms. The book detailed the sides, their leaders, their strategies, and the victor. Every page was filled with gory details of people that died in the most gruesome ways. For most 17 year old boys, this would be the best thing ever. For Tommen though, this was barely anything interesting. Growing up was never a problem for Tommen Baratheon. His family was one of the most wealthy in Westeros, so he usually got what he wanted. At least, anything he could buy with gold. When it came to everything else, his brother Joffrey would get it. That is why it was such a shock when just the previous day, his brother was killed. Poisoned at his own wedding. It was no surprise that someone wanted Joffrey dead after all, he was getting to be almost as bad as the Mad King. But to do it at his wedding was just horrible. One thing that did occur to Tommen though, was that he was next in line. He would be the next King of Westeros. So much responsibility, so much power.. it made him feel extremely nervous. He knew that Lady Margaery Tyrell had been promised to Joffrey, but what would happen to her? Would she be Tommen's Queen, or would another woman step up to take her place? What would his Queen be like? Would Margaery or this nameless woman be nice? Kind? Gentle? Tommen hoped so, and also hoped that she would be patient Tommen had never been with a woman before, due to his young age and shyness, but hopefully that was to be expected.. right? After all, weren't you meant to be a virgin up until you were married? Or was that just women? The boy was wrapped up in his thoughts, he did not notice his bedroom door open and close behind him.
Thread: A King and his Harem (RoleplayMaster x Applepoisoneer)

Margaery tensed every muscle in her arms and mid-section to keep the door as quiet as possible. Like an assassin, she stole into Tommen's chamber. She had hoped to wake him gently and speak privately with him. Out of ear-shot of his mother and the rest of the court. Part of her was extremely reluctant to begin the dance of seduction again, but Tommen was so much more... human than Joffrey was. Something about him was so sweet and, even a little simple. As though things could only be right or wrong, without all the grey. It made her want him to corrupt him, to preserve him, to cherish him, to use him up. All the conflicting feelings welling inside her to create an overwhelming passion. She stood at the edge of the light his candles threw. Her long, white nightgown clung to her body in the chill of the castle. My lord, she whispered. I hope I have not interrupted anything important. But I hoped we might speak privately. If you will allow it?
Thread: A King and his Harem (RoleplayMaster x Applepoisoneer)

Tommen had jumped when he heard a voice in his chambers, not hearing anyone enter. Turning around, he was faced with Margaery Tyrell, the woman he had been thinking about before she interrupted.. not that he minded. No, you are alright, Lady Tyrell. I was getting sick of this homework anyway. The boy smiled, shutting his book and pulling another chair out for her to sit down, if she so wished. What is so urgent that you had to see me now? Tommen asked curiously. This was the first time he had actually spoken to Margaery, outside of a 'hello' here and there. 'She has a nice voice' He absent-mindedly thought.