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Thread: office affairs [mintie x krad]

Despite facing the window, the female felt his eyes on something they shouldn't be just as any woman generally could, even if she wasn't facing in that particular person's direction. . Unless they were a bimbo in the sense of Miss Robbins. Staring at my ass like that, however, may not keep you in your promoted position. Lips curving into a grin as she stood at her window, taking only a moment to cast a glance over her shoulder at him as he headed for her door, announcing that he would be here late tonight. That was another thing she had noticed about his working habits, that he often didn't mind staying late just as she did to work on projects and things for the company. listu
Thread: office affairs [mintie x krad]

He chuckled slightly as he came to the door and opened it. He walked back down through the halls, and into the elevator. He considered the meeting they'd just had as the lift brought him down to his floor. He went through the rows of cubicles and got to his office. Which was really nothing more than a cubicle larger than the others, with a better chair.
Thread: office affairs [mintie x krad]

ohohsee shall we do a time skip to later that night?listu
Thread: office affairs [mintie x krad]

Seems it would make things easier. Unless there's anything else to be done.
Thread: office affairs [mintie x krad]

The building grew dim as employees and secretaries and floor managers left, going on with their lives and leaving only a few people in the office to lock up whenever they left out. The task was often left to the janitors, who managed to go through all thirty something floors and do a marvelous job, it was strenuous, though they got it done for it being only three of them. Sitting on one of the lounger couches in the casting room, Stefani had been in this large room since a little bit after speaking to the man about his promotion over miss Robbins, who had just today been spoken to and demoted. Long legs crossed as she laid back against the couch, her long, thick hair was tucked up with the help of two pencils, her suit jacket had been tossed on the coffee table across the room, the table that sat in front of her covered in portfolios of models. Hopefuls. Some in the 'No' pile, some in the 'Yes' pile, her warm face was lit up by the lights above her, knowing the janitors would be by shortly to cut off the lights on this level of flooring, which meant she would retreat to her office to do whatever she felt the need to unless she found herself distracted.listu
Thread: office affairs [mintie x krad]

He typed away at his desk, fileing things for upcomming issues of magazines. He worked as one by one, other people began leaving. The bulk of them left within 10 minuets, leaving only a few straglers who seemed to randomly leave for the night. He loosened his tie as a secretary came by. She was a newer one, and seemed to go out of her way to talk to him. He thought it was cute but really had no interest in her. She flirted for a couple minuets before he politley declined her drink offer with the excuse of work and she left. He sat back and streached after looking at the clock. The lights in the hall were off and the janitors had already been through to empty the trash. He got up and walked to the small kitchen the floor had and pulled a snapple out of the fridge.
Thread: office affairs [mintie x krad]

Hips swaying softly as she moved from the lounge, she smiled softly toward one of the janitors, moving into the elevator and stopping on the floor at which she knew miss Robbin's things rested on. Stefani moving down the pitch black hallway, the female knew this place from numerous times of running through it when she was a child, now walking casually and moving into the open section of cubicles, blinking softly when she found an office with their light still on. Having evidently forgotten that the male had announced himself to be working late, almost jumping softly out of his skin as she heard him moving around in the small kitchen offered on every floor of the agency building. Jesus. listu
Thread: office affairs [mintie x krad]

He turned hearing something near his office. He took his drink and walked back. Evening Miss Stefani. He said taking a drink of his strawberry kiwi mixture. What brings you by? He walked into his office and pulled his chair back then sat in it. He'd seen her chair, but he still really liked his. We're nearly ready to print the new issue. Should be only a nother day or so.
Thread: office affairs [mintie x krad]

Turning and looking at him once he moved back toward his area of personal space, still slightly surprised that he was around when just about everyone else who worked in the building regularly was gone. Her hands finding her hips as he sipped on his drink and walked into his office as though it were any normal time of day, though she couldn't help the smile that found her lips as he looked so comfortable in her presence. That was a first. Why are you here so late? The question was blunt, knowing that the magazine would be out on time regardless of what he announced because if it didn't, heads would definitely roll. That currently was not the matter at hand however, leaning against his door frame. listu
Thread: office affairs [mintie x krad]

I think a better question is, why are you still here? You own this company why do you even come in? He went back to typeing on his keyboard. Normally no one would ever speak to her this way, but since it was only the two of them, he didn't mind.
Thread: office affairs [mintie x krad]

Unfortunately, she wasn't used to people talking to her in just any kind of way, specifically the way he seemed to speak to her, she had yet to meet anyone to get that comfortable in that short amount of time to the female unless they were her close childhood friends at which she had grown up with. That's exactly why I'm still here. I own this company. I can do whatever I want. That was a slight bit of the spoiled side coming out of her, shrugging softly because even if she sounded spoiled, it sure as hell was true. But I didn't ask for the better question, I asked why are you here. listu
Thread: Love in Vegas.[me/open perhaps?]

The night was rough and the case didn't seem to end but finally the day came to a close and she could get off at five in the afternoon almost like a nine to five job. She yawned lightly and brushed off her blue jeans as she changed her shirt in the bathroom showing off her flat stomach and C sized chest her brown hair a few inches past her shoulders were straightened with a movement of her hand after she pulled her shirt down. After she stepped out and sighed lightly her blue eyes scanning around her as she put her name tag in her purse and searched for her key Jennifer Avery was calling it a night. Slowly she walked to the door and sighed happily glad to get off not seeing any one on her way out yet but that didn't mean she wouldn't.
Thread: Love in Vegas.[me/open perhaps?]

Re Love in Vegas.meSeythe Crime Scene Investigator Nick Stokes checked his handgun and unloaded the clip placing it in his locker along with his name tag. He decided he'd change back home, his black T-shirt smelled a bit but he didn't expect to be meeting anyone tonight. Slamming the locker closed he stepped out to the main glass-walled hall, seeing Warrick working on a set of prints across the way he waved briefly and Warrick waved back. He was doing the night shift a lot recently... Nick preferred to work the days, though Gill had them out there out of nowhere pretty often. Checking himself first after leaving the locker room he left CSI HQ, the end of the day finally. He was looking forward to going home and crashing. He eyed the new girl walking slowly towards the front doors and he placed a hand on her shoulder briefly as he passed, Hey Jenn, going home? He asked her, heading for the doors and barely taking notice.
Thread: Love in Vegas.[me/open perhaps?]

Re Love in Vegas.meSeythe She looked to him and smiled Hey I was going to grab a bite then head home. She had a crush on him since she first saw him but she pushed it off not wanting to get in the way of her job. She wasn't going to jeopardize her work for something that could end in an instant it just wasn't worth it to her. Wanna come? My treat. She walked beside him and was just grabbing some Chinese then going home to do nothing for a while.
Thread: Love in Vegas.[me/open perhaps?]

Re Love in Vegas.meSeythe Nick pushed the door open and held it open for Jennifer. I'd love to but that wouldn't be real right of me to let you pay... As she passed him he subtly pulled open the collar of his shirt and sniffed, wincing slightly. Maybe should've taken a shower... Jenn was cute. He followed her down the steps to the parking lot behind her.
Thread: Love in Vegas.[me/open perhaps?]

Re Love in Vegas.meSeythe She walked threw and giggled lightly Aww well I figured I'd offer since ill eventually have to find my wallet in there somehwere. She joked and looked back to him Oh please I'm just as stinky we worked the same shift remember you can just use my shower. She joked and chuckled moving a little to the parking lot.
Thread: Love in Vegas.[me/open perhaps?]

Re Love in Vegas.meSeythe Nick blinked surprisedly at her comment, wondering if she meant that. He laughed a bit despite himself, following her down to the parking lot. Sounds like a plan. Was all he said to that, not giving her too much. The new girl seemed to be a bit of a slut if he wasn't mistaken... Want to take my car? HE asked, starting to walk to his truck, I know a good place we can pick up some boxes.
Thread: Love in Vegas.[me/open perhaps?]

Re Love in Vegas.meSeythe Great. She smiled and giggled lightly as she made her way to the parking lot What I'm not that kind of girl it was a joke. She pouted wondering if he thought she was trashy or something Um I guess if you don't htink I'm some kind of slut. She kept pouting and looked at him I didn't think someone would take a joke so wrong.
Thread: Love in Vegas.[me/open perhaps?]

Re Love in Vegas.meSeythe Nick staggered at all the accusations, shaking his head with a laugh. You got me all wrong Jenny! I'm just an honest CSI! He looked at her across the truck from him, Now if you're going to accuse me of being a pervert I don't want any part of that now, y'hear? He raised his hands up in resignation as if she were holding a metaphorical gun to his head. The last thing Nick was was a perv, he knew that much.
Thread: Love in Vegas.[me/open perhaps?]

Re Love in Vegas.meSeythe You look honest enough. She giggled and watched him and pushed some hair from her eyes.I'm sorry jus a bad day I guess I didn't mean to be such a party pooper. She sighed thinking he didn't want to hang out now Guess I ruined things so I'll just go to my car. She said embarrassed and started to walk to her '67 shelby Ford Mustang.
Thread: Fighting orgasm by midnight, faking smiles by daylight.

It was a cloudy day, looked as if it might rain on the town square of Torona and it's cobble-stone streets, walls, and buildings. At a glance it would seem like a god-fearing society, but it holds it's own secrets... A lone figure walked across the square with a sad gait, arms tucked into his coat to keep warm on the relatively cool day. He walked towards the cathedral at the end of the square, climbing the steps of the holy place. A slimy creature crawled up the wall behind him, Torona's well-hidden denizens. The figure pulled open one of the large doors to the sounds of a funeral ceremony. The man looked up and down the line the pews as he entered, bowing his head slightly in respects before continuing down the red carpet. He was a middle-aged man, late twenties, dark brown eyes and a fateful frown spread across his face. It was a sad day... Gerald took a seat at the inner end of a pew, crossing his fingers on his lap and watching as the ceremony played on, a mother and father's salute to going on to the after-life... A damn shame... Gerald thought to himself as he looked at the father's open coffin, the old man had single-handedly supported Torona's modest economy. Gerald's eyes scanned across the pews to the other side and closest to the aisle, there was the daughter, poor soul. She had no idea what she was in for. No other relatives...
Thread: Fighting orgasm by midnight, faking smiles by daylight.

Calista knelt in the front pew, right on the isle. Her face covered in a black lace veil hid her face. And her tears. Alone in the world. Everything she had was in the two boxes right in front of her and soon they would be in the earth and she would be left with nothing. Well, technically she had her families vast fortune but to young to touch it. What was to become of it and her? Would the estate go up for sale of the banks? Would she be in the streets then? It all depended upon what was to come after this dreary funeral. The reading of the will. That is what would truly decide her fate. Soon the mass was over and the caskets closed. As the pallbearers carried the two coffins down the isle. Calista rose and followed behind them outside to the little grave yard on the hill behind the church. Two holes in the ground were already awaiting them. A final resting place. Thank the lord for her veil. She hated people to see her so weak.
Thread: Fighting orgasm by midnight, faking smiles by daylight.

Gerald followed the procession as the burial went through, paying close attention to the daughter Calista. Once it was done with he came behind her, taking off his wool coat and placing it upon her shoulders. Poor child. Can't imagine the pain you must be going through. He busily fixed the coat upon her like a concerned relative, though in reality he hadn't seen her in such a long time. He couldn't even see past that veil... She seemed pretty, her father had always raved about her to him. Now she was his. Coming close after the coat was properly fixed he murmered into her ear, If you would please come with me back to the tavern with any of your belongings we can discuss your father's estate... He lied to her, having different plans.
Thread: Fighting orgasm by midnight, faking smiles by daylight.

What was this man's name again? Her father's business friend. It was on the tip of her tongue- Gerald! That was it. He had not seen him in a long time, but she did recall her father telling her he was a good name. A good man... that would look out for her. Of course. The will. There is that still isn't there? I almost forgot about it, and that was the truth. For a moment she really did. Accepting Gerald's arm, Yes, thank you. It is kind of you to escort me my lord. The pain is great now, but in time it will pass.
Thread: Fighting orgasm by midnight, faking smiles by daylight.

Gerald lead her along graciously down the hill to the tavern. Slowly he looked about as the crowds dispersed to go back home for the afternoon's activities. Yes, I'll have to take care of you until we can locate some valid relatives. Quickly he changed course and tugged her around the tavern's backyard where a horse and carriage waited. He opened the door and waited for her to get inside... That's all she had to do.
Thread: Fighting orgasm by midnight, faking smiles by daylight.

She had the tavern in her sights right ahead of her, she was focused on it, and then suddenly her attention was pulled from it. Literally. Oh, you are? It does not surprise me. My father always spoke good of you. She was following him willfully, heading right for his trap. Soon the pretty little thing would be in his carriage and all his to do with as he pleased. No one would miss her much. True she had some friends that would notice her gone, but no one would truly question it after long. He almost had her. Only a few feet from the carriage when a thought suddenly hit her and she stopped, turning her veiled face towards him, Wait. The will has not yet been read. How would you know what is written in it? She looked to the tavern then and noticed her father's executor, the keeper of the will off in the distance, entering through the front of the tavern. Something was not right. She turned to face Gerald. What is going on?
Thread: Fighting orgasm by midnight, faking smiles by daylight.

It was too late, with a strong tug on her wrist and a push upwards Gerald overpowered Calista and threw her into the carriage, briskly following her and shutting the door so no one could hear her scream. Shut the hell up. He told her bitingly. The driver on the carriage started the horses just as Gerald threw her to the red cushioned seat. With no one to claim the will the money would go towards the town and it would prosper just fine without the old man. Gerald held her from squirming as he sat beside her, slowly he pulled the veil from the girl's face.
Thread: Fighting orgasm by midnight, faking smiles by daylight.

Calista attempted to scream but from the clatter of the horses as the took off down the road, no one could hear her. While he closed the one door, she tried the other. Locked. Her hands clawed at the windows. Locked. And soon he had her thrown upon the seat next to him. She cowered away, pressing herself all the way into the corner of carriage. Her whole body was tense as he reached out for her. At first she flinched her face away, but it could not go far so close to the corner. Soon the back of her head was against the wall. Calista had no where to hide. As he lift the veil, her lovely face was revealed to him at last. Lovely was the perfect word for her. A heart shaped face with flawless, pale skin. It looked as if it was soft to the touch which it was. Her green eyes dazzled with a mix of emotions. Her sadness, her anger, and her fear all rolled into one glare as she looked up on him. Her lips were naturally a pale pink as where her cheeks. A few strands of her golden blond hair hung in front of her face while the rest still rested on her shoulders and down her back. She let him look at her a few moments, not saying a word. Just a silence as she watched for his reaction to her appearance beneath the veil. It had been years since he had last seen her and she had grown into an attraction young lady. Eventually, Calista spoke, low in an bitter whisper, What do you want? Money? You can have it, but let me go.
Thread: Fighting orgasm by midnight, faking smiles by daylight.

The carriage clambered down the dirt road as the rain started to fall, the driver oblivious to Gerald's intentions. It was on it's way to Gerald's home... Gerald sat awe-struck, half atop of her as the veil was pulled away. Such a beautiful girl... He... No. She'll make lots of money in the underground. Gerald's awe-struck look turned to a calm smile. Relax my dear, you will pay me your worth soon enough... The carriage bumped up and down as Gerald stared at the other end of the cabin, thinking... So beautiful... I'll be famous in the underground! His gaze stayed away from her, Your father's will shall go to the town. They will decide that that is what he would've rightfully wanted. Don't worry. He laughed to himself. You will just be staying with me... He reached an arm towards her, taking some of her hair in one hand and feeling it creepily. For how long I will not say. My dear. he was looking at her now, admiring her.
Thread: Fighting orgasm by midnight, faking smiles by daylight.

She was still a moment as she listened to his words, the fear in her eyes overwelmed soon by rage. It bubbled to the top as Calista's mind proceeded the words he spoke. He meant to make a whore of her. Soon that rage boiled over and she let it explode, spitting right into Gerald's vile, pompous face. PIG! I will not be your whore to sell as you please! I will never give into such things! Not for you or for anyone!
Thread: Fighting orgasm by midnight, faking smiles by daylight.

Gerald sighed at the expected reaction. Somehow he had hoped she would be better than that. Pulling the coat hard from beneath Calista so that it would topple her over the seat, he withdrew a tissue and wiped his face of her saliva. Really now Calista... You simply cannot be left to do anything by yourself. He chided her calmly. Throwing her to the floor he came upon her, sitting down upon her legs and holding her down, he took one hand to the top of her funeral dress. Ripping the delicate fabric downwards so that her breasts came out. I may simply have to break you down here before I take you underground where you'll live the rest of your night life... He grabbed her breasts forcefully, tweaking the nipples with his thumbs hard. you'll learn to enjoy it... He breathed, smiling grittingly.
Thread: Fighting orgasm by midnight, faking smiles by daylight.

I'll kill you! she gritted between her teeth as she struggled against him with such spirit and vigor. Like a wild animal fighting for her life. Trying to kick him or punch him in anyway she could to get an upper hand on him. But truly, it was he that had the upper hand against her. She screamed out in pain as he was rough with her. Every time you try to sell me, I will bit the ones you sell me to! I will kick them and scratch them, and leave them so unsatisfied they will ask for their money back! PLUS more for the inconvenience! You'll never make a penny off me! The look in her eyes showed she was not exaggerating. She has spirit. It was only dampened a moment by the funeral, but now it was back in full force. To use her as a prostitute might be more work then it was worth. Perhaps there could be other means for her. Having a woman now in his guardianship though.... he would enter it now. The society. The society of the underworld ruled by the righteous of society in the daylight. No man may enter it without a woman by his side. A daughter, a wife, niece, sister, anything of the like. Even a ward would do. A ward like Calista was. It was his in at last, but with that came a price. No woman in the society could be touched without giving the permission first. To go against that would be against their codes.
Thread: Fighting orgasm by midnight, faking smiles by daylight.

Gerald growled, she had some fight in her. The leeches would fix that. He shook his head as she fussed against him, pulling her dress back up. He could not touch her, it'd be wrong... But so beautiful. The carriage wheeled itself around the outside of the hillside town, it was raining fully now. It ran along a thin path on the lower side of the hill that the town sat on, the double doors unseen by most of the town's denizens. Those that were ignorant. The carriage came to an abrupt stop, the door opening. Gerald had been sitting now on the seat, gesturing outside. Out, girl. Walk to the doors and you'll find out your fate. tbh Im not sure I totally understand this plot, if you'd like to advance this further so I can get a better understanding that'd be lovely. 3
Thread: Official resignation from Bluemoon.

I doubt anyone except those I roleplay with will care, but I am done with Bluemoon for a whileas in months. I have lost my interest in roleplaying and my faith in the OOC. Manynot all are fake, hypocritical, and internet tough guys in the OOC, and I just can't handle all the pointless drama that they create. My rps have turned into nothing but mindless sex, sex that no longer turns me on. So I'm leaving. I'll be on darker and msn more often, so if you wish to contact me through that you may.
Thread: Official resignation from Bluemoon.

Well, I wish you good luck then.
Thread: Official resignation from Bluemoon.

maybe you should take a break from erp's then?