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Post by Dara on Aug 21, 2008 14:01:09 GMT -7
(kinda aw but please ask before you Join)
In the soft Moonlight a figure walks on to the soft grass. She wears nothing on her feet. She wears a soft cotton blue dress that was brand New. Shed brought in the Marketplace earlier after a succesful afternoon's busking. There she had danced for the Means to support herself and to entertain the townspeople . Now she would dance for pleasure, her own pleasure.
Almost immedaitly nymph like she began to dance softly, the gentle steps of ballett , almost something like a dance belonging to swan lake .Shayla had no music, nor neaded it as she progressed through the dance steps. The moon shimmered over her hair and made her dress almost see through.
All she needed was Natures stage, which she had, a soft piece of grass close to the Lake with the full Moon to reflect her soft hair and Light her way. Shayla loved to dance in the Moonlight, gracefull as can be, it was if the Moon nourished her soul she would perform like this at least once a Month when the Moon was at its fullest just like it was tonight.
Unknown to begin with she was being watched. Hidden by the trees was an admirer, someone who'd prehaps seen her earlier show in the Marketplace. If she were to discover her guest She would both be annoyed and angry that her secret dance was being watched.
(i have to confess I know little of dancing so i will probabl mess up and I have left someone an opening as the watcher
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Post by Little Lion on Aug 21, 2008 14:36:09 GMT -7
[xD I don't feel like my traditional interesting introduction and there will be some pretty blunt statements, don't worry xD it's interesting but I tend to type int he mindset of my characters >_> it's horribly noticable when i rp two in one post]
Having come out for a walk and a smoke but running out of joints way to early, a dark haired devil of a young man had thrown himself against a tree and slid down it sinking so that his knees came up and his elbow fell over top of them. With a sigh he ran his fingers through jet black hair giving it a hard pull as his fingers came through. He brought his head up which caused his hands to slide to the back of his head. He bit his lip ring in mild aggitation and high strung nerves like a pure bred working dog locked in a kennel all day. Just as he was on the brink of loosing his mind he saw a twirling flash and turned his head, rolling his back along the tree. His night colored eyes took in the graceful, curving form of a young woman. With an interested tilt of the head he watched for a moment longer before rising up from the tree and inching closer. The woman moved with the effortless grace of a professional and the kind of skill that outshone the pretty faced girls that flounced around in his bands music videos. To him, she looked like a woman worth exchanging words with.
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Post by Dara on Aug 21, 2008 22:59:41 GMT -7
It was the scent that distracted her. A new smell amongst the many, yet it didnt cause her to make a Mistake. During the Dance she didnt put foot wrong or show any sign she was aware of her single audience. For a futher ten, fifthteen minutes or so she coutuined her gentle dadnce around the glade, expressing herself in leaps and glides, and twists and turns, part of her danc brought her close to where the boy was hidden
It was only at the completiton of the dance,, performing the splits, her body curveved over, her hands sightly touching her left ankle, her silvery hair over her face . Her body glowed silver as she changed from girl to swan. If he was watching still he might as well see the full performance after all she decided flying around the lake. Curving in and around the trees. Making the Swan's movements part of the ddance before landing and returning to human form .
Standing close by to him, She hid her annoyance at being watched with a suger sweet smile "Did you enjoy the dance?"She asked softly knowing his first few words would ditate her own Mood and reactions.
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Post by Little Lion on Aug 28, 2008 20:35:47 GMT -7
Tyler watched more intrigued, inching a bit closer but keeping to the shadows of the trees simply because they masked his dark appearance buying him time to get thoughts in order which this girl quickly scattered by transforming into a swan. To him, this was a first time sighting. He'd never met a person with that ability, it intrigued his simple mind forcing him to watch until the end. Finally, once near him, she called him out as the lurker he was. "It had some grace. Classy, quality stuff you don't see anymore." He murmured, inching closer now that he was quite aware there was no hiding. "So I guess that's a yeah." He added. It was one of the few times the man would ever be aware that he hadn't answered the question directly.
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Post by Dara on Aug 30, 2008 13:13:59 GMT -7
Shayla looks him up and down as he gives his almost - answer. Does this creature ever give an straight answer, but then what does he know about Music or Dancing, She thinks softly not knowing hes a Popstar in a rock band."It wasnt my best but thank you"She answers her voice musical as she retreats a step, as if threatened by the closeness of him.
In truth she was disgusted with herself, for thinking negativly of this stranger that has interrupted the Moonlight.
She offers up a small shiver, "tell me sir do you have a name or why you choose to watch a private dance?"She asked in curiosty not expect ing an answer as she takes yet another step back as if preparing to make her retreat, to fly once More like a creature from a dream. Forgettable yet Rememberable..
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Post by Little Lion on Aug 30, 2008 13:21:39 GMT -7
Able to tell when he was far from someone's favor was easy for Tyler, but paying attention and taking the hint was the hard part. The star let a mild laugh escape pale lips accompanied by a lazy shrug. "I do have a name, believe it or not." He replied. His right hand made an escape to his face, sliding along the cascading bangs to shift them from his eyes though due to their near chin length it was a useless effort. "Tyler." He replied quietly. His jaws shifted even after he spoke as if he might have been chewing gum but the substance was void and instead his fidgeting fell on his lip ring. "And..." The dark brown, nearly black eyes skipped around the trees. "A dance can't be too private if you're doing it in a public park." He retorted rather calmly though he had a bit of a 'take that' sort of tone. Tyler wasn't much into charming. He assumed everyone should bow at his feet simply because he was in a band, a very swooned over, saught after band. "Do I get your name for answering?" He asked whilst giving a small rock on his feet.
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Post by Dara on Aug 30, 2008 13:39:29 GMT -7
"A dance is Private when it is by moonlight in a deserted park, or near deserted park as only you and I trespass here"Shayla answered almost immediatly, her words so cold the hung frost bittern in the air. Taking another step back, creating distance between them .
Studying the stars look she was reminded of a poster proclaiming a band was coming to the town. She never danced publically when events such as those were taking place, "Delta"She whispered softly It was an answer to the last question but in correct. She doubted Tyler would note the delibrate mistake.
"It was Nice to have Met you Taylor"She finished simply turning on her heel and walk a few steps away, reparing to leave wanting nothing to do with a loved up pop star as he was clearl turning out to be.
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Post by Little Lion on Aug 30, 2008 13:51:03 GMT -7
Tyler gave a small shrink back at her icey reply. "Woah, okay." He murmured. His eyes made a small roll as the woman reminded him of Lilly, obnoxious haughty. The distance she was putting between them was rather odd to him and kind of hurtful. He hadn't done squat, at least not yet. He waited for her to give her name, starting to loose attention the longer she waited but he heard a whisper that he swore was Delta, or maybe he was being self obsorbed. "Hold up, what?" He had closed the distance between them in an easy few steps. "Did you say something about Delta?" He asked. It wouldn't be the first time he'd heard incorrectly. That was a daily activity.
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Post by Dara on Aug 30, 2008 15:16:32 GMT -7
She turned once more at his question "Sir you asked for a Name, Well Delta is a Name It as good as any other, plus it has its own beauty "She shrugged softly, her tone quiet yet thawed from its earlier iceness.
Shed liked the Bands Name from the Solitary Poster shed read, finding out the very basics , the names of the Members and the venue information. Besides once she was done confusing the rock star she may even give him her real name for now she toyed with him plaing out the scene of giving him a false one.
The only thing she liked about bands and there overly inflated ego was the Masses they performed too where her biggest audience was about twenty.
"Tell me Tyler why do you dislike the Name I used tonight when it is the Name you gave your band?" She asked softly
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Post by Little Lion on Aug 30, 2008 17:02:54 GMT -7
Tyler stopped walking towards her as she whirled around, drawing back like a dog suddenly scolded, as though following her were a crime. He listened to her rebuttle and it drew a slow smile on his face causing the lip ring to glint in the moonlight for an instant. Her defense of the name was interesting and he let her go on simply because of his connection to the name. The young star was about to say something witting and obnoxious but then she cut him off and presented him with the facts. She lied and knew who he was. His smile dropped off his face like a bomb from the sky. His jaws parted just a bit and let a baffled sigh escape. In an instant, he regained cocky composure, drew a breath and glanced to the side and back to her. "I never said I didn't like it. I asked if I heard you right, sweetheart." He replied a bit flatly. "I'm not that stupid, geeze." He muttered. What drug addict admited to stupidity? Really.
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Post by Dara on Aug 31, 2008 11:54:05 GMT -7
"I never said you was stupid Tyler, nor did I wish to imply that I did" She closed the gap between them,she looked him in the face, studying the star watching his reaction "But please do not call me SweetHeart when I am clearly not, Im sure your girl friend would be offended to hear you called a strange girl"she paused to kiss her fingers then placed them on his lips, like a lover might. "sweetheart even if you are a pop star,with a few fans. Tyler It was nice to have you watch my small performance but im sure your needed in your band " Her voice was gentle like a Mothers sending a child back to bed, yet the way she spoke the words your made it sound like He owned delta or something.
"And I have things to do like find a place to stay for tonight, so I will say goodnight and goodbye Taylor" She Murmered before turning once more this time walking towards a bush and collecting a small bag showing she was ready to leave even if he wasnt .
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Post by Little Lion on Sept 6, 2008 13:45:37 GMT -7
Tyler stared right back at her eyes, ready to rebuke everything she was saying to him. He had enough arguement in him to put him six feet under despite wrong or rights. He had to comments racked up when the woman's fingers pressed to his lips, keeping all sass bottled up behind the pale pink lips. The words stayed behind his lips even has her fingers left their mark but as soon as she'd stooped to pick up her bag, the rebuttle came with a lawyers quickness but not their cunning structue. My gosh, she's got such a fat head. He grumbled the complaint to himself just before he corrected her. "Until you give me a name, I'm going to call you whatever the heck I want because there's no girlfriend to care and I've seen girls much worse." His eyes trailed her holding the heat his words didn't. "And honey, Brittney Spears is a pop star. I'm a rock star." Tyler was taking every itty bitty chance to argue he could get. It wasn't that he was in the mood to argue, or really wanted to but the fact that the girl had so easilly torn down what little charm he thought he had caused him to go on the defense feeling a little hurt by her cold shoulder. His dark eyes observed the curve of her body as she picked up her bags. Both his hands slid into his pants pockets and he leaned back on his heels. "I could find you a room easy." He said, having heard her last mumbles. He wasn't quite done in the ring.
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Post by Dara on Sept 6, 2008 15:46:14 GMT -7
Shayla stood her back to him as he begun his complant "I gave you a Name, It wasnt good enough though, you seem ... hard to please."She paused letting him finish. Men like Tyler needed to vent before she could sweeten them up. The worse comments stung a little but she was dertimned to be as sweet as honey besides he was offering her a room. That would beat sleeping out easily.
She turned once more to look at Tyler, " Im sorry I upset you with my ill advised knowledge Sir. My Name is simply Shayla, I am a simple dancer unaware she was in the presance of a rock star, and can you really get me a room, the towns around us are booked up for your performance so there isnt a room around unless you can magic one out of thin air " She looked at him demurely her words soaked with honey, she was sure he wouldnt see the barb in them. Dropping her bag once more she stroked his face before Kissing him softly on the lips,"Am I forgiven? Tyler?"She asked softly as if he held all the answers and was in charge of this when in all reality she was.
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Post by Little Lion on Sept 6, 2008 20:10:13 GMT -7
Tyler's eyes gave a small squint as she labeled him hard to please. They had venom flying back and forth and neither seemed to swayed. The feeling of minor victory came to him in a stomach twisting form. As soon as he mentioned he had access to getting her a room, he could tell she was ready to play nice. "Yes, Shayla." He murmured the words, coming down from his defensive high. "We rent an extra room when we play multiple nights." He explained. It was half true. Most of the time one room was rented and the boys were all tossed in there together, other times they were given two rooms. Though whenever Caleb had Lilly along, an extra room was rented for her, or their, privacy. Tonight though, the devilish red head had a sudden absence and the room was void. He would have said more, still annoyed with her and her form of appology, making him sound like a jerk. Again, Shayla had quickly stopped him. The change of pace sent a minor shock through the star's mind. His dark eyes grew wide, the spreading black barely noticeable as the woman's lips came into contact with his. He stared rather foolishly at her as she asked his forgiveness realizing she was quite the handful. One second icey and insulting and the next warm, touchy and flirty. Perhaps he could get used to it, at least tonight. "Uhm..." His head gave a small tilt. "Just a little." He replied in a fleeting smirk. He barely stepped around her to pick up her back, almost brushing elbows on his way down and back. "Lemme show you where." He took a step back, swinging himself in the general direction of the place. The movement seemed more relaxed as if the man felt like he had her in just the place he wanted and being the only one to know their destination, could take all the time he wanted.
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Post by Dara on Sept 7, 2008 9:16:38 GMT -7
Shayla knew she had a long way to go with Tyler. "Your friends wont mind if i share a room ? I dont take up much space?"She asked softly watching him as she laid her honey trap. It had been too long since shed had a male around. In her eyes Men where useful for only so long, she watched him claim her bag and smiled content. Tyler wasnt so bad under the surface, shame the rock star ego was in the way .
"A little.. does that mean you're still mad at me? Tell me how can I fix that, to be comletely forgiven, after all I was so wrong to be so rude to you Tyler?"She asked catching up to him and looping her arm around his, clinging to him just a little, not to hard she didnt want to seem annoying. Maybe it would even nurse his wounded ego if he was seen with a pretty girl on his arm hanging on to his each and every word he said, although Shayla had her limits shed play this game for a while yet. Idlly she wondered how far it was to the hottel where delta was staying at, and what the band members where like off stage, just in case things didnt work out with this one.
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