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Post by Little Lion on Jan 29, 2010 18:26:02 GMT -7
[ahha, don't mind my date ^^]
The bright white back light cast a invisable glow on the grey city streets. The overcast skies only dimmed the blazing sun, and created a smokey glow on the city. It was just starting to descend on the sky and had plenty of light left to shed. The theater's announcement board had nothing on the sun rays and instead sat glowing for no reason but it's own thrill. On several rows, the currently useless light was blocked out with bold letters, "Delta - Sat Feb 22, 9:00 pm" It was 1 pm. The crows hadn't begun and the practice rehearsals had just ended. The band members filed off the stage in elated spirits. They loved their job, they loved their company and furthermore, they loved having breaks. They were a lazy lot until it counted. They marched to the dressing room, their lead singer entering first not because of his status, he just walked the fastest. "Why do they make me get up early?" The words tumbled off his lips in a whiny, breathless complaint. The tall young man toppled into a chair like a tree felled. His legs sprawled over one arm rest and his torso leaned up the back, where one arm hung over the back of the chair while the other was slung to the arm rest on his left. "I want nap time." His eyes closed despairingly. "And... hot chocolate. I hate winterrrrr." His hands engulfed his face, hiding it from the terrible oppression the world put him under. Caleb's foul whines were strictly from being tired in which case, his sweet nature was utterly lost. It wasn't to say the over grown blonde couldn't be consoled into a optimism. The right food, drink or conversation could be enough to perk the little tree right up. His hands gathered closer to him folding into his blue clothed abdomen for warmth. His attire was simple warm up clothes, practically what he rolled out of bed with. A white long sleeved under armor shirt and navy blue sweatpants. Still, he remained in a heap to create his own extra warmth.
"Poor baby." A soothing voice laced with sarcasm, tumbled from the course, pierced lips of no one other then Caleb's right hand man, Tyler Woulf. He was across the room picking up an acoustic bass which he used in the off time when he couldn't plug a real one into an amp. He slowly creeped back to Caleb and leaned on the chair, hovering over him. A mischievous look curled his lips into a rotten smirk, his fingers found the perfect chord and he whispered some words to Caleb. "Lay where you're laying." "Don't-" Caleb's hand instantly fell from his face, and his expression grew hard. Tyler pointed one finger at him and smiled pretending Caleb had been saying what he was going to, "Don't make a sound." "Stah-" Caleb was cut off again, Tyler's voice had crossed the line of a whisper into obnoxious tones of normal speech. "I know they're watching." He turned from the chair and wandered across the room catching the grins emerging from the other band mates. It was like a show for them, the problems of their lead and bass player. But the brotherhood was well understood. "Oh they're watching." Caleb turned his face into his right arm. Tyler's sickly thin figure spun around. "You." "No, god." Caleb drew his legs to himself and curled up in the chair the best a lanky thing could do. His face was smutheringly pushed into the back of the chair. "Plmmm." The word please had been utterly mangled in the cushion of the chair. "Your sex is on fire!" Tyler's voice reached a new loudness, filling the room with a tone he knew was annoying, but the other band members laughed, giving whistles to add to Caleb's torments.
Caleb felt a presence passing on his right and wiggled in the chair to spot their new rookie. He reached out, grabbing the new groupie's arm. "Hey," He looked up to the kid's face, giving a pleasant look despite the ornery goading behind him, "Can you get me a really, ungodly scalding hot coffee.... now, please?" "And a beer!" Tyler through in the request, somehow hearing Caleb's subdued songbird voice underneath his loud howls and strumming. The coffee was in the hallway, but the beer was in the room, Tyler just didn't want to get it himself. Caleb's face twisted into tormented apologetic and he released the kid's arm. "Thanks." He mumbled recoiling back to his chair but before settling, his eyes took a quick scan of the room. He was searching for a dazzling touch of red in the dingy room. His obsession was usually easy for him to find because he wanted to find it, to see it always. Yet, like a dream, she moved with a strange blurring quickness and where he wouldn't see her one moment, he would find her at his side the next. The strangeness pleased him and her presence stirred and elated his moods. Somehow, he felt Tyler's 'song' may reverse their rolls in the moment.
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Post by Dara on Jan 29, 2010 19:42:00 GMT -7
It had been a long first day for the new boy. Shadow hadn't been one to complain though. He'd arrived early to assist in the setting up for the concert as well as being at the band's beck and call so he could echo Caleb's complaints of being up early and working hard. Not that it was his nature, he was here to enjoy himself, earn money, and not get fired on the first day.The last seemed to be fated to happen on more than one occasion.
For the next few hours his job was simple, anything the band wanted, desired or needed he was to be the errand boy and fetch it, however simple or complicated it may be. Easy enough. He thought to himself watching the band settle into there break time. It had been one of many during the morning so he was more than prepared for the tasks ahead. A cooler not far from where Tyler had sat was prepared with various cold drinks including beer and various Sodas. Although he didn't laugh at Tyler's little melody a smile that acknowledged his amusement of the whole affair spread just nicely across his lips.
"A Coffee yes sir" There was no need to ask how the Star took his coffee as things like that had been drilled into him at the start of his day. If he skated there and back on his skate-boots it would speed up on his delivery time. The request for Beer through him a little . It just screamed laziness. By the time Shadow could have fetched the coffee Tyler could have fetched his beer. The boy's resolve was to fetch the coffee first and make Tyler wait for the beer. Once his arm was freed he skated of down the hall to fetch his Order.
It didn't take long for the teen to fetch the coffee. He had even taken time to collect a sugary biscuit to complement the dark drink. Bringing it back he placed it in the singers hands. " I hope it is too your liking sir" Not waiting for confirmation the drink, that would be , that should be correct right down to the correct amount of cream and sugar needed. Next he needed to fetch Tyler's beer. Shielding his intent he shook the can before turning and delivering it to the guitarist not bothering to open it for him. Tyler wasn't that Lazy he couldn't open it , at least he hoped he wouldn't complain on the way it was delivered.
"Anything else ?" He asked, arms folded watching to see if his slight shaking would result in the desired effect of spraying the lazy guitarist. Shadow doubted he had been able to shake it enough a Hedgehog could hope couldn't he?. (and yes I called him a hedgehog when for all intents hes human ...ish. Anyway i hope you can work with this)
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Post by Asphyxia on Jan 30, 2010 0:57:35 GMT -7
[for the lulz]
"Eeeup!" A high-strung squeak ringed like silver little bells off of beautifully stained lips whose tendered, somewhat warmth swirled into the distance while two slender, porcelain digits gingerly swept across the glossy, rose contours. Icy blues darted in different directions in hopes of finding somewhere to dispose of her overly smoldering coffee that was running empty. It was out of custom that such a cold creature would intake such a substance, but always thinking in love-struck ways, the stunning complex of a woman had always one thing in mind and how to please it: her beautiful saint, the light of her eyes. The weather always held its offering in brightening or dimming each individuals' taste of comfort and she knew that it wasn't Caleb's favorite. Adding on to her cold body temperature, it was never the perfect combination. So in thought, the coffee was the planned target to further rise her temperature into something suitable for her beloved. "I'm kind of late." The same rosy formations mumbled before clicking her way through the concreted sidewalk to finally face a bin for human trash. With a swift, agitated compliment of her graceful wrist, the foam cup fell with a thump inside the depths of the plastic bin, the contents still withholding swirling inside the cup before exploding into burst of sloshes into the walls of the can. Amused from her heightened hearing, the clicks of black pumps beautifully sashaying through the concrete became invisible in quick blurs and breezes until they reached its destined requiem. Icy blues disappeared behind a fine sleek of refined black liquid before memorizing around the directions in which she should head. A gust of slow, whistling wind relaxed and contracted the rest of the hourglass form before the bright blues fell on the decorated words on the door that spelled "Delta" along with the dates they were supposed to play. That wasn't important to her though as much as the washing relief that swept over her at seeing she was at the right place. Idly hovering in front of the door, the breath taking red head's hair spilled over her shoulders and chest, skimming herself from heels up to her slenderly legs before her hands automatically fell over her shortened dress that rode up from time to time over her shapely curves but promised to slick to her thighs. Her eyes continued rising up to the studded belt skewed on her hips and the top of her dress that instead of having straps, like usual, the short sleeves held to her arms but exposed her shoulders neatly and fully. Then, as automatic as fixing her dress was, her hands rode up the features of her body before mediating her silver necklace with two usual rings on the chest. A smile broadened and brought light to her countenance as, with an unnecessary inhale, she entered the room quietly. The fluorescent lights expanded and radiated unto her glittering crimson hair, absorbing and creating a dazzling, ruby effect. One... no. Two... no. Three... The jumping glimpse fell on this new boy. She had not known him before, but she had heard that it was the band's new groupie, which had her on some sort of lifted, wary edge. It was out of some sort of protective jealousy that the situation dissatisfied her to an extent but not enough to annoy her. As quickly as the look planted, it darted away, finding the tall frame of her saint curled up. Upon taking this image, a squinting glower settled on her flawless features, stamping on the demon known as Tyler, the bassist of Delta. She didn't need no further explanation to know that he was the causer of Caleb's sulking expressions. Raising her chin with some iron determination and some chagrin washing over her, she made her heel clicking known with unnecessary noise before walking towards her adoration, her cool fingers brushing along a stray strand of his hair, trailing softly onto his cheek, tracing along his jawline until they reached his chin, lifting his head and kissing his lips very gently. "Hey." Her voice, from natural sing-song came out almost breathless, as if breath taken by the simple glimpse of her angel. Slimming the back of her dress, Lilly carefully, reminding herself of Tyler, sat her lithe shapely figure on her saint's lap. "Are you okay, sweetheart?"
[craptastic.]
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Post by Little Lion on Jan 30, 2010 10:38:32 GMT -7
[it's snowing and I have hot chocolate ^^ my life is so obvious in rps xD hahaha]
Caleb stiffly uncurled from his fetal position, lagging with chill. They didn't keep the rooms warm during the day because they knew as soon as the crowds filed in at night, the place would heat up and become unbearable, perhaps unhealthy for the faction. He took the cup and biscuit with a nod and slowly curled back into himself. He stopped halfway, the cup of coffee tucked between his stomach and his legs and his right hand burning as he held it. He was brooding over them for a reason quite unclear. He had been served both items earlier that day when he stumbled in around breakfast time. This time however, he seemed to be deliberating between the two items like he wasn't quite sure what to do with them or perhaps one to consume first. He shifted and curled tighter around the coffee, cradling the painful heat. His left hand shout out and disposed of the muffin into the air, straight across to Tyler's head. Apparently, he'd decided to do with out the muffin but the coffee was essential more to his well being then his appetite.
Tyler flinched as the pastry collided with his head above the eye, he hadn't been paying attention, nor had he realized the hostile star had been supplied with items that could be turned projectile. "Hey." His voice dropped to all seriousness and he glared at the star. "I'll cuntpunt you." He kept a straight face with the threat but Caleb ignored him. He could tell Tyler was moving onto something else, the guitar had been set down so he could receive his beer from the new lackey. "Anything else?" Tyler's dark eyes flipped back towards the kid and he passed the beer bottle from one hand to the other before fixing the previous hand over the bottle cap. He didn't open it yet, his hand just stayed in a fist over the bottle cap, not yet flexing. He wouldn't need a bottle opener, just some heat and a flick and the demon could bend the cap right off. "Nah but uh..." His lips twisted to a smug grin as a shade of crimson pushed past him. "Better watch out new kid, our head bitch is here. Your superior groupie. You're in her space, she might kill you." Tyler stared right at Lilly as the second sentence fell from his lips. He wouldn't mask the tiny hopes that he had for disturbing her peace.
The gentle, smooth touch racing over Caleb's face brought his stray blue eyes into focus on a radiant, flawless face. The imagery blurred as quickly as he had focused on it, as he had recognized it. She was to close to see clearly, to sweet for his mind to hold still and her gentle kiss sent in into hazy, disoriented spirals. She was like sunshine to his cloudy day and like a flower, he slowly unfolded for her. His arms unlatched from his sides and the left arm replaced it's hold with her side. "Hi." His airy voice faltered cracking like it was the first time he'd used it today. He had straightened up, seeing her destination was his lap. Once she was settled, he folded again, curling around her this time, the coffee gripped tightly in his right hand which recoiled to himself near his face. "Yeah." he responded in a heavy sigh. "Tyler's singing about me again." He mumbled. His eyes turned hard and moved to their corners casting a hostile glare at Tyler making sure the demon knew that he had heard what his dearly beloved had been called. "And it's cold..." He said this part slowly, taking the time to recover his facial expressions to something warm for her, the kind of look she deserved to see. "And you know you're the only cold I like." His voice was quiet, a simple low whisper against her ear. The couple was in a usual close position, so it was no marvel to the other band members that Romeo and Juliet were whispering things to each other again. It was sickeningly commonplace.
An explosive fizzing noise interrupted Caleb's cute game but Tyler's vehement cuss drew his eyes across the room. "Well, that sucks." He muttered. He was craned over in a strange position, his feet hopped a space behind him and his body was arched forward, his left hand extended with the beer. "For you." He looked up at Shadow and deftly switching the beer to another hand he flung the foam covered one in the lackey's direction. "Don't you pay attention to what you grab, stupid? Damn, get a towel." He growled the words out giving the teen hostile looks despite the laughing chides of his comrades, telling him to relax, it happens.
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Post by Dara on Jan 30, 2010 15:22:50 GMT -7
Shadow watched the Newcomer glide into the room.She who had the looks of a goddess and the heart of the singer.That much was clear when she took her place apon his lap preparing to soothe the kinks in her beloveds psyche. The Hedgehog had nothing to fear as long as he kept both Caleb and Lilly content. It was the bassinest that was the one in need of the warning he himself had given. "The name's Shadow not NewKid" He grumbled under his breath. Until he knew how far the bassiest could be pushed by one as low as he. The way he saw it if he was there to be the errand boy Lilly would have more time with Caleb. And anyway someone that looked so heavenly earn the title 'head bitch' Nah he didnt think so. A laugh threatened to express on his lips as the demon had opened his beer, clearing covering himself with that he had wanted to quench his thirst.His trick had played out so nicely right until he felt the splash of the cool liqued against his own clothing. He hissed a curse under his lips.Although he had stepped back to avoid the blow a splash had coated his precious shoes. "Damn yourself, you know how much these cost" He scowled echoing the same tones and glare that he had recieved from Tyler. Picking up the bottle he tossed it in the trash before crossing the room to the laundry hamper that contained any towels the band might need. Fetching the desire item he grudgeingly gave it Tyler. "I suppose you want another beer too?" He snapped as he all but threw the towel at the guitarist.
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Post by Asphyxia on Jan 31, 2010 3:55:54 GMT -7
Tyler's comment hadn't gone by fully unnoticed. A smirk trailed along the full, rosy contours of the stunning goddess until they twitched into small life at the corner, hidden from normal view. It was his comment that sparked an uncanny curiosity but new drawn life in her; she was glad to know the mongrel could accept who was the superior and what category always had fallen into when it came into terms with her. Obviously, it was just a joke, but even jokingly, spoken words could be held against anyone. The same words could condemn any individual in a heart beat, and her memory had always been as flawless as her appealing features. The barely lifeless smirk had smoothed against her flesh before it stretched further into a beaming little smile, concealed only for adoration and star-crossed love she was held in for her sweetheart. Painted lashes fluttered healthily before her stare fixated on her blue prince and the cute way he always managed to complain childishly yet withholding a certain charm to make it sickeningly mushy, worthy of head explosions. His whisper always scouted from the depths of her shelled emotions, scraping and surfacing them into an unfathomable exposure, bringing in her the most profound of expressions and sensations. Disregarding the Tyler part, everything else kept her at bay. The shapely porcelain digits extracted from her lap to perch frailly underneath her blond saint's chin, managing to sprawl them toward a side and contract them to caress his cheek. "I'd hope so." Her musical voice whispered in sugary tones, her lips stealing another kiss but this time to the cheek instead of the lips. Public display of affection wasn't something she strove off and Lilly was mannered enough to keep their romantic tangent to a minimum. When there was the time, the room was option b if they really needed it, but that was reserved for night privacy before requiring sleep. "Or else I'd have to do something about it." The tone was off-guardedly stern but not serious enough to hold any sort of intimidating streak. Lilly had always been full of empty threats when it came to her beloved beauty, the only ones being real where when they were in means to help or to further exploit how sickeningly cute they could actually get. The contagious smile from when they had met, obtaining still the naive, motivational stream gathered wider into her stained lips before her arms snaked their way around his shoulders, her head suddenly caught in the chaotic event of Tyler's beer exploding in chemical fizzes over him and the groupie's new-brand shoes. An odd, skewed smile was brought upon the red-headed stunning beauty's lips at being witness of this event, the sudden heated bothering sensation ebbing away, smoothing and cooling the rough edges. Now that someone finally put Tyler where he should be and how he should be treated, it pleased her intimately. However, the smile quickly pulled down into a small frown, knowing where this could lead and where Caleb would end up in the situation, tainting her future plans.
[wee more crap and fillers. xD]
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Post by Little Lion on Jan 31, 2010 12:19:12 GMT -7
An acidic warmth burned at Caleb's stomach creating a stark contrast against the cold wall nestled on top of the flesh. He knew what was happening, the gentle tear he was faced with multiple times a week. It was obvious to him now what the feeling was. In these moments, he anticipated it with a heavy dread. The high tensity was to decide between the sweet love in his arms or the demanding occupation he had chosen to fill the other side of his young heart. He couldn't let either desire deteriorate under the friction but they naturally conflicted with each other, two drugs that couldn't coexist. The clashing infatuations made his heart ache on such miserable days as this, the kind that naturally wore his tolerance thin upon his waking. He felt two arms wrap around his neck in a gentle hold, the sensation vaguely interrupted the tearing feeling. However gentle the marble arms felt now, he was counting on them turning to an icy iron restraint, holding him back from the two fighting boys, something he didn't always need to interfere with despite his feeling of obligation. This knowledge relaxed him, convinced him to let them go just a little longer. His arms came to curl around her back and his empty hand tucked her red head under his chin to settle on his chest. Such cute movements were natural for the star, relaxed and easy. This one had a strange effort, a rigidness that made him too quick, too clumsy. It was a movement of necessity, rather then love. He had to make her close to him or he knew he would leave her and attend to Tyler in a strange effort to ease his frenzy. He needed her close to cling to, to survive the next few moments with out feeling himself tearing down the middle, the immobilizing sensation.
Tyler's belligerent expression increased from the scowling inclination of his eyebrows. The shadows on his face appeared to multiply under the thick wall of skewed black hair. He didn't care about the shoe comment, it sounded feminine enough that he could have said plenty but it seemed he was waiting for a second smart remark. He didn't believe the new kid was stupid enough to push his luck. How did he think he became the new kid anyway? "Nah trick, I'mma just straight up drink the fucking air! Really?!" He snagged the towel out of the air, snapping it down with a crack to put an unnecessary emphasis on his rancor.
Caleb flinched in his seat, leaning a little closer to the perfection cradled in his arms. "Don't irritate him." His voice was low, caught somewhere in his chest and stern but exceptionally pleading. It was doubtful either of the boys heard him from under their outbursts. It wasn't clear who he was addressing, perhaps both but odds would be in favor of Shadow.
Tyler slid the towel over his hand and up his arm, over his face where some of the fizz had graced acidic kisses. It could have been over but Tyler was still brooding. For a man, he had plenty of things to say and usually said them all. Tyler never stopped arguing, you had to stop arguing with Tyler, therefore loose. "God, you need to learn your place." He muttered. His eyes darted to Shadow to see if he'd struck a chord with that, or if he had to go further.
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Post by Dara on Jan 31, 2010 17:10:07 GMT -7
[this was hard so it probably suxs]
"He should stop being a god damned Jerk" Shadow muttered sulleny under his breath. He was caught by Caleb's words. Yes he had to let the singer haver his peace and that meant leting Tyler have his tantrum. Once more he returned to the cooler to fetch the desired beverage. Keeping his temper in check around the bassiest wasnt going to be easy.
If Tyler had kept his mouth shut maybe Shadow would have kept his But it was the tone of voice or it was just because of the choice of the bassiest words that made him lash out once more"One day Ill learn my place but you will never stop being a Jerk or a second rate star" He hissed as he handed Tyler the bottle once more. He was certain he'd be fired over this but it wouldnt be the first time his temper lost him his job.Tyler would never give in and right now neither would he.Not without a fight first anyway.
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Post by Asphyxia on Feb 1, 2010 14:50:25 GMT -7
An estrange feeling swam through the slightly warm red head. The sensation in which the satisfaction she was getting wasn't from her inflicting this chaotic situation but she knew that if she ever had to fight again or confront Tyler in such a way like her last Christmas party, she'd blow off any opportunity her sweetheart offered to calm him down and vanish him from her world in the blink of an eye. Her anger had gone to such extreme, and this little trick up her sleeve wasn't even half full of the turmoil that could reach inside of her. The own fight in her pretty little head resented afterward even thinking she wouldn't listen to her beloved to talk some sense into her, but then again, the more heated annoyance prodded that always got himself caught in situations like this because of the mongrel himself. The new sensation grew wider, sprawling the electrifying warmth over her body, leaving only the tingling to a feeling of numbness. A new scenery dawned in her, the new situation presented in ill-causing presentments. Why did Caleb have this strange need to even protect or aid Tyler in such a way when the bassist had not, ever in his life that she would know of, do something in return for the angelic singer? It was like some forbidden love or the similar chemical attraction of brothers. The imagery churned deep in her stomach and inflamed her throat before an unnatural, soothing warmth began heating her skin and coaxing her into leaning backwards. Before she knew it, she had been tucked beneath the saint's protective action but something caused a furrow to her flawless beauty. The normal cuteness shared between the two had always come naturally in the sense of needing each other but this need felt different; a powerful need to have her close before the inkling of doing something stupid struck. Icy blues swerved around until they trailed up the slim figure of her boyfriend and up to his eyes. Lilly knew Caleb better than anyone--with the exception, probably, of his mother--and the portraying look covering his handsome features hadn't been of the love struck haze his blue eyes seemed to offer but of fret and swimming with worry. As an instinct, the cool porcelain hands ran up his chest taking a safe refugee over his neck and snaking behind it to lace with his hair. Her attention wasn't caught fully by him, however. The crimson red spilled over the shoulders and tumbled neatly downward in the direction where her head had turned to look. However unpleasing the situation might turn into, Lilly couldn't look away and she couldn't help but feeling a new adrenaline rush swarm her veins.
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Post by Little Lion on Feb 5, 2010 17:30:34 GMT -7
Time crawled, sloughing it's way through the friction in the air, dragging the seconds over the continuum and past Caleb. He felt like he was watching water drip from a faucet. Anticipation built as the droplet grew bigger and he held his breath, waiting for it to become too heavy to cling to the spicket resulting in it's spiraling drop to the sink below. He could count the seconds with baited breath like a game. The anticipation inspired by his real life dragging itself along was much colder, and the prolonged moment caused him a muted torment. Accustomed to Tyler's actions, he could see them all unfolding faster then they acturally were. The process was set into motion, like dominoes, by the simple curl of his fist. His jaw slackened as he watched what the spark ignited.
Tyler's blackened eyes were pulled into a tight squint. The harsh glare followed Shadow's every step, plotting a different demise with each step he took. His right arm tensed as his fingers retracted to a tight fist. His fingers slid out from under his thumb in a whisper of friction, flinging out to his side where he shook his hand out and then balled it back into a fist. The decision was irreversible. Tension built in his jaw as the muscles brought the bones colliding together, holding tight and suppressing any vocal warning. His eyebrows were sliding closer together making one eyebrow ring peep out from behind his wall of pitch black bangs. The force of his jaws eventually caused a flex as he had to loosen up. However, the pent up rage had to be channeled somewhere other then the poor fragments of his body. The next movement was quick, he grabbed the bottle of beer from Shadow trying to be quick and rude enough to pull the kid along with it, throwing his balance and his readiness off. His right hand, it's fingers still tightly curled, moved up making a swing for the mouth that formed the words, "second rate star"
Caleb drew a breath, his grip on Lilly flexing as he squeezed her frame in panic then released her to the other side of the chair, trying to scramble up to save Shadow from certain abuse. He had seen Tyler's fist shake itself ready and knew what demise waited the poor teen. Long legs enabled him to cross the floor with quick speed but the floor distance was obviously much greater then what Tyler's hand had to travel. Caleb managed to catch his elbow but his loose grip slipped. Tyler's fist still flew at Shadow, missing his face but landing elsewhere on his body. "Tyler!" Caleb's voice had jumped from it's usual low, smooth octave to a quipped, high note, strangled by his own panic. He wasn't safe however, Tyler had balled his left hand around the neck of the beer bottle, forming a fist in which was swinging for Caleb's too tall frame. The star slinked back but the curve of Tyler's fist brought the back end of the bottle around and the few inches his fist had missed Caleb by, the bottle filled, cracking Caleb on the outside of his right brow bone. "Jee-sass." Caleb stumbled backwards, his hands cupping his face as he muttered incoherencies. He was bent at the knees, trying to brace himself but he was bent over, obviously in need of a second to crumble in the splitting pain panging into his brain through sharp bursts in his eye.
Tyler's lips parted and formed an agitated snarrel, he had no remorse for the two punches he had just thrown but by the separation of his lips, the slack of his jaws, he had regretted the second just a smidgen. "Damn it, why do you do that?" He turned the fault to be Caleb's for interfering. "You haven't learned?!" He threw his hands out in exasperation. The blonde man should have known better, the trail of fading black and blue marks present all over certain hidden parts of his body were all temporary trophies given to him by playing the "hero" for to often. Tyler's seething expression then fixed on Shadow, taking in how his victim fared. He had the gut feeling it was better then Caleb and unfortunately better then had intended.
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Post by Dara on Feb 8, 2010 16:31:47 GMT -7
"Watch,,,"Shadow hissed as the momentum of Tyler's grab brought him forward, almost making him slip. It took the teen moments to recover his balance but by then, he had a second force to deal with. The quick impact of his face meeting the sharp punch. of the guitarist's anger.The silvery metal taste of blood in his mouth, and the realization he had bit his tongue as he'd been hit."damn"
"It was the next few moments that spelled out the real tragedy. It was akin to a train wreck as the guitarist turned his fury from stage hand to best friend. Glass meeting skin, the singer cradling his face that spelled out one of two things,The first was his pink slip, as after all no one would blame Tyler he was too important and Shadow well he was expendable. It was also all he deserved to lose his job. The guilt of the star's wounds was already ststarting to consume the younger boy. The second was worse, it was scarier, Lilly's wrath at her angel's hurt.
Anger burst forth from his lips again at the stars mouth."It wasn't Caleb's fault It was yours Tyler" He hissed heading for the door.Shadow was sure he had seen a first aid kit somewhere down the hall. "You better hope he can be fixed up, you guys have a concert to do in less than six hours, and if he cant do it you are all screwed" With that he slammed the door heading down the hall to claim the aforementioned kit.Once collected he returned the room offering the cool white box to Lilly. "Miss Lilly Ive brought the kit, Is he going to be okay?" He asked softly hovering behind her waiting for the goddess's next order.And if not an order then a subject on which to vent her anger apon.
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Post by Asphyxia on Feb 22, 2010 17:00:33 GMT -7
Lilly's lithe hourglass figure kept still on Caleb's lap, but her attention had strayed away from her sweetheart and had focused largely on this new kiddo and Tyler. The bone he had to pick with him was amusing, but the sudden realization of whom Shadow had been taunting was a slow impact of events in her mind. This situation could remain with rude assails or turn into a conjugation of harmful events and that usually involved her adoration. Luckily, at least she had thought, she was conveniently placed, keeping the too nice of a sweetheart pinned to her satisfaction. Little did the stunning woman think that anything out of the normal could really happen. Part of her deep inside profusely allured for the out of the normal part but her icy blues had caught the way the mongrel's fist had balled up and shaken fervently and was ready to aim for the groupie boy volunteering to basically lower to be Delta's bitch. Very poor sign up. A familiar feeling tingled along her curvaceous waist. The feeling was accompanied with the familiar squeeze and Lilly didn't need much of a map to know where she was about to land on next. Her slender hands flew to her sides but it was too late. She had been released already to the empty space occupying the couch and her rock star had already strode two paces to be the hero and avoid any fatal blows of abuse to Shadow... But those blows of abuse would happen to her boyfriend. The person she probably protected the most out of anyone she knew, the person she'd give about just anything to make him happy, the person that occupied the idly space in her frozen heart. A thin film of red slowly covered her vision as laws of physics allowed her to foreshadow the bottle's destination, watching Caleb already crumble down to his knees in pain and agony. Her teeth grounded together, her jaw tightly clenched, making the planes of her bone structure define and shadow, the stunning formations of her facial features no longer portraying warmth or hazy love-struck attachments but only disapproval of Tyler's course of action and Caleb's course of action. They were two children that never knew better, and could never be taught better. Can't teach an old dog new tricks. Shadow's voice made an horrible intervention into her mind but it managed to catch her attention enough that her head cocked in a quick snap to look at him, her eyes not needing much of a search to fall on his troubled and worried face. Her eyes caught sight of the first-aid kit in his hand and a slight, chiming laughter escaped her now thinned lips. It was ridiculous for her to think she needed a first-aid kit when she held healing powers in her but Shadow didn't know that. A sweet look momentarily crossed her eyes before she breezed up from her seat and fell next to the groupie kid. Her idle stance had been debating whether she should command this kid to clean up her boyfriend and take care of Tyler herself but something deep inside of her, taking a pleading form of blue orbs restrained her from harming or vanishing the disgusting flea infest from her view. Sigh. She couldn't. The things she had to endure because of Caleb. Tyler was the last of things she'd permit. He was here by a hair of luck, and by that hair of luck he slowly fell as the thread thinned. As her shoulders sagged, her hands captured the first-aid kid from Shadow and walked next to Caleb, signaling Shadow to come along. Blood. The deep scent of blood captured in her nostrils and poked into her stomach with an aching want. Quickly, her hand flew to her nose, covering neatly her mouth and her smell duct. "Clean the blood up, I'll heal him." The words were carelessly spoken; this wasn't the time for hunger to strike.
[it so died at the end xD]
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Post by Little Lion on Apr 3, 2010 19:07:46 GMT -7
"My fault!?" Tyler's booming voice added to Caleb's pulsing head. It had made certain he was on his knees, his left hand pressed into the ground while the right covered the oozing cut in on his brow bone. "Oh please, what would you know about anything? This is life." Tyler was wandering to one of the mirrors, shaking his head in annoyance with the bossy errand boy who had escaped anymore punishment by sprinting down the hall. He'd get his soon enough. "Tyler, can ya just..." Caleb's hand moved from his head, in a quick sweep, the blood covered digits served as a silencing point to Tyler. He had the remnants of a conscious towards Caleb and the glistening crimson guilted and sickened him into brief silence more then the request itself. A veteran to injury, Caleb was still the child about it and groaned as he covered the wound back up. He wasn't succeeding in anything but staining his hands. He whined again as he heard Lilly's heels click towards him, first aid kit in hand and Shadow in tow. He knew she'd remedy it which meant stinging touches to the abrasion, the reason for his agonized but muted groans. In the instant, he had forgotten of his lover's affliction. Her vampiric nature and desire of blood only came up once in conversation in a simple heart to heart, something he obviously needed to know. After that it had only showed surfaced in their life in a very, very, bizarre encounter in their apartment. The night may have been a contributing factor to his lack of fear of he had towards what she was harboring, but only her. However, forgotten or ignored, it was better that in the moment he had not been paying attention to her slight struggle. His tender heart would have worried itself, insisting upon things to benefit her rather then his bleeding face and prolonged a bad situation for them both. Caleb's left eye, gave a small roll, searching for someone to direct comments but able to see the thick liquid he closed it again. "Towel please?" His voice faltered, his right hand was grossing him out. He would have asked Shadow to hurry up and fix him but hurrying usually meant more stingy touches then needed.
"You look like you committed a murder." Tyler snickered in the background, whatever vessel he hit was doing an unusual amount of bleeding and had created unsightly drips on the poor star and the floor. "Or, were murdered." He spun the chair back the other way, idly drawing another black circle around his eye. "We'll put those little x bandages on it. Everyone will think you're so harajuku cute." He gagged here.
"I'm smearing this down your face." Caleb muttered and squinted his eye tighter. He had no intentions of getting up but he wanted just five more minutes of silence from the black clothed demon. Five more silent minutes to baby himself because he wanted to. It was the bare minimum he could ask for.
[eh somezing like that. I thought I would give a few options, more avenues for lilly and shadow to hate tyler, baby caleb, eat him, you know. the average.]
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Post by Dara on Apr 6, 2010 14:37:40 GMT -7
"Why do I have to clean him up, your boyfriend...." The young teen complained softly under his breath. He was unaware of yet the simple fact Lilly was a vampire, a vampire who was slowly becoming hungrier. Knowing the luck he seemed to have so far he'd be on clean up duty for the carpet stains as well as the singer. He was grateful thus when the singer called for the towel. He handed it over readily."Careful Caleb.. Sir there might be glass still where you got hurt" He warned hoping the cut was indeed a clean cut and didn't require too much treatment.The nearest hospital was a distance away, and then there was the press to think about.
"If he looks that cute"Shadow smiled smugly as he sought to point out a small factor in the demon's reasoning "He will get all the attention from the girls and the press and you wont Tyler so I guess you did him a favor huh?" He didn't bother to check on the impact of his words Caleb was his only concern."What are you going to tell them when they ask?"
"Do you need any help sir" He thought to ask and to check as he began to automatically clean up the spots Caleb hadn't got around to yet."She has the kit but it doesn't look deep, not when you've cleaned it up. I guess faces like to bleed a lot huh?" The teen knew he was rambling a little, invading Caleb's space a little to much, but he need to get in the star's good graces to keep his job. A job that would be filled in an eye blink should they choose to fire him."Its a good thing to you're not in you're stage clothes yet, you're fans will get to see you perfect and with that cut have them guessing at the mystery of it all" He added trying to show Caleb the positives to the situation despite being hard to think of them. Where was the girlfriend in all of this , this was her job to nurse Caleb not have a girly fit just because of a little blood "Hey Lilly if you want to, come nurse him now I think we got all the blood" He wasn't quite sure that they had, but he was done nursing the singer it was time the guy's girlfriend took the lead.
"You want a drink or anything Caleb" Shadow asked staying where he was, just in case he was needed still by the Star " I think Shes going to put you back together again as long you've stopped bleeding anyway. "I could you another Coffee or something?" He asked trying to show just how helpful he could be.
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Post by Asphyxia on Apr 7, 2010 15:54:41 GMT -7
Why do I have to clean him up?" Shadow's whining tunes came across as an impediment towards the goddess, something he just needed to shut up and do if he was so readily to help. The rusty smell of Caleb's rubies seeping through his fingers and already cascading down the symmetrical planes of his facial features was overpowering in the moist, warmth flow of its mouth-watering flavor in Lilly's head and it had created a painstaking sensation, the nostrils flaring underneath the cover of her slender digits but her instinctual breathing was cut off for the sake of this mending. The rock star's gushing blood normally had an averse effect on the stunning vampire, giving her a pull of attractiveness but not in an edible way. It was the natural flavor in his musk perfume that made created the appeal effect of more than just food to the woman. Passed the whines, Lilly's hiss interjected across before he kept speaking, her icy cerulean's smoldering in the groupie's direction while her stained lips pulled over her sharped whites. Her forceful remark pierced with an octave higher than her usual singing soprano kept hidden in the strings of her vocal chords, watching as the towel from hands to press against the bloody opening on Caleb's brow bone. His childish protest mounted the most profuse nurture's of her personality and charisma, surfacing the soft, dizzying beauty that smoothed over her countenance and relaxed the rest of her stiffened muscles to prevent herself from capturing Caleb in a predator lock and drain him like some cold, lifeless monster. "Let me see, sweetie." Her hands carefully removed from her preventing gaze towards the towel cleaning his hand and upheld to his injury, slowly removing his own to take a gander at said wound. Successfully ignoring the talking Shadow, her fingers caressed very softly over the wound, wary of the red staining her bright porcelain tone, making little silver sparkles make a shimmering noise over the wound before it knitted his skin back and healed the wound inside out with just a small stinging feeling but a cool, wintry aftermath. A genuine smile danced across her rosy petal lips, turned back down due to Shadow's annoyance. The pang of jealousy she had felt thanks to his intruder job churned in altered feelings now. Instead of wishing he was gone, the female wished he would be quiet. Why did these people have to hire kids to work for bands? They got the job well done and were willing to bow down and kiss their bum for anything, but they also had a mind of their own - natural enemy of anything. Her heeding glance directed at Shadow once again, the smug smile twitching the corners of her lips, puckering her left eyebrow. A soft, silvery sigh escaped her lips, the huff smeared in a hovering laugh. "Excuse me?" Her puckered eyebrow raised a little bit before the skin around her eyeballs tightened the slightest without having to creased around her stunning features. Shadow trying to tell her what to do and what to stop doing seared something more than just frustration inside of her. Her eyes scanned over her glorious boyfriend, trying to find a median to growing impatience with his child, her eyes slanting and glinting into a small plea. "Caleb..." her eyes disappeared behind the pallid film of her eyelids, her voice coaxed with a falter. "What is he doing here?" The question had almost a rhetorical tint to it. Lilly knew why the kid was here and what was his purpose, she had heard it previously in other backstage events with her boyfriend about the upcoming improved help hired for Delta but the annoyance piercing into her now long-gone elated spirits simply surfaced the impatience and trouble she was having with all the clashing events frustrating her. As if Tyler causing trouble wasn't enough, the deteriorating care of her food intake was left because of the goddess always had her lovebird stuck in her head and did things to please him, often forgetting her way of keeping up with her body's energy consumption. To add further into the headache, this lackey was become a handful of irritation even though all he was trying to do was help but tactless and new came the impediment of flowing along with things that should be done instead of asking or demanding. The thick black sheath of her lashes lifted, her icy blues once again flickering into Shadow's direction before they further pressed together, creating a further stunning effect to her already feline shaped eyes. "Calm down," Lilly breathed in her silvery soprano, trying to muster up her sweetheart nature. Her slender hand lifted up while her fingers splayed up to show off the palm of her hand as if telling someone to stop doing what they were doing or what they were about to do. "I'll take care of him from here. Just try not to further agitate things and can you please," her accentuated eyes opened to their fullest and slanted further back into the undeniable plea, "clean the blood on the floor up?" Her voice this time picked up on something along a shy, quiet and naive nature as if she was embarrassed of admitting an undeniable truth. The box sitting on the floor was opened to reveal all the right etiquette for first-aid but nothing was needed, not even the intended strip of band-aid already pealed to glue on Caleb's brow. Lilly's healing powers had reconstructed the skin and sealed it off, leaving it flawless as if nothing had actually cut through his flesh. However, she did take a moist towelette from the medical white box to swab across the staining blood that had created runs down the rock star's skin.
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