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Post by Crystal Monroe on Aug 12, 2013 23:58:18 GMT -5
| [atrb=border,0,bTable][atrb=cellSpacing,0,bTable][atrb=background,http://i51.tinypic.com/df7r7p.jpg][atrb=width,525][atrb=height,97] Cellar Door This famous linguist once said that of all the phrases in the English language, of all the endless combinations of words in all of history, that Cellar Door is the most beautiful. | [atrb=background,http://i.imgur.com/gnrENZ0.png]
It was a nice day out today. The weather was cool with a nice and gentle breeze, just as Crystal like. The sun was block by the clouds, so it wasn't to sunny or hot, another thing Crystal like. She usually hated the heat and if the day had happen to be hot she would of still been inside her apartment, underneath the air condition. Though that was usually what she always did, not coming out until it was night time. But today was a nice day and she was hungry. So she decided to go out for something to eat, though she did not know what type of food she wanted to eat. She was never the type of girl to simply eat a salad, so she needed something that filled her appetite.
"Hmm, maybe some sushi? Nah, I don't have the stomach for that today. Hm, I know! I have a taste for sweet and sour chicken and some fried rice. I can go to that nice little place that has a outside area to eat at." she stated while pacing along the sidewalk. Wearing a pair of baggy black jeans and a purple short sleeve top, she was dress in a comfortable outfit. Hell, her shoes were just a plain pair of black sneakers, Crystal was never the type to try to hard to dress like a typical female. Hell, it would be lucky to find her color coordinating her outfits, they were usually dark colored outfits so they typically always match.
"I should probably put my hair up in a pony-tail." she stated while gathering her hair up in her right hand. Taking a black band from around her wrist, her hair was quickly place into a simple pony-tail. This of course gave her a rocker-shiek or bad girl type of appearance, though that was typically her type of style. Turning around a corner, she enter inside a nice little resturant, passing by the outside dining area. Giving her order, she walk out and set a table outside. Taking out her cell phone, she look through her messages for a moment to see if she had any work this week. "Oh, a transport type of mission, that should be easy. And the commision is pretty damn good." she stated with a slight smirk. Replying to the message, she kept her head down for a moment while she waited for her meal.
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Post by Rhea Nyx on Aug 15, 2013 6:34:08 GMT -5
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IS LIKE AN ETERNAL FLAME Rhea found her self to be in a rather good mood today as she walked down the streets of Naruki City. This in itself was a rare thing, she mostly carried a pissed, don't even think about talking to me mood, but today, she felt good. Truth be told, she was beginning to like her stay here in Japan. Karakura Town had offered her some interesting things to do, and she was hoping Naruki City would be the same. So far, it had, she could only hope that it would continue to impress her.
She also preferred the weather here as opposed to the weather back in Rome. For one, it was not so hot, the sun was mostly blacked out by the clouds, while there was a nice calm gentle breeze. She decided that today, she was taking a day off form the work, again, another rare event. She was wearing tight fitting grey chinos, black converse pumps and to top it off, a dark purple tight T-Shirt with 'I <3 Japan' on it. The assemble had earned her a few looks of approval from several women, which would only serve to feed her ego. Not that she cared, they were to old for her, she much preferred younger girls.
Her stomach rumble, diverting her attention from window shopping, frowning, she decided to go in search of something to eat. Walking around the corner she came to a nice little restaurant that seemed to be sparsely populated. She was about to move on, however, her eyes caught a lone chick, sitting all by herself. Rhea smirked, deciding that today, she would be keeping that girl company. She knew from the get go that she was a fullbring, however, she could care less. Walking into the restaurant, she ordered some Ramen and Rice, a pretty boring meal, but she could not really give a fuck.
Now that was done, she pivoted on her heel and made a beeline for the chick. She took in what she was wearing, feeling she pulled of a rather good bad-girl appearance, Hmm, we will see how long she keeps that act up. |
[/color] Pulling up a chair, she plonked herself down across from the girl. Seeing that the women seemed more interested in her phone rather than Rea herself, she frowned. Resting lazily in her chair, she crossed her legs, and rested her arms on the arm rests of the chair. She decided to introduce herself, whether the other woman wanted company or not. She would not be happy if this mutant ruined her good mood. "So, whats a pretty mutant like yourself doing all alone? She narrowed her eyes somewhat, not in the mood to intimidate someone. "You have a name? or do I need to make one up for you?" She smiled at the girl, though it was clearly fake. [/div] I ravish little things like you. [/td][/tr][/table] [/center] [newclass=.memorysin]margin:15px; opacity:0.6; transition:all 0.9s ease; -moz-transition:all 0.9s ease; -webkit-transition:all 0.9s ease;[/newclass] [newclass=.memorysin:hover]opacity:1; margin:15px;[/newclass] [newclass=.notes1]margin-left:15px; margin-right:15px; margin-top:2px; margin-bottom:2px; background-color:crimson; font-family:arial narrow; font-size:10px; color:#fff; text-align:center; ransition:all 0.9s ease; -moz-transition:all 0.9s ease; -webkit-transition:all 0.9s ease; width:100px; height:15px; overflow:hidden;[/newclass] [newclass=.notes1:hover]height: 30px;[/newclass] [newclass=.notes2]margin-left:15px; margin-right:15px; margin-top:2px; margin-bottom:2px; background-color:crimson; font-family:arial narrow; font-size:10px; color:#fff; text-align:center; ransition:all 0.9s ease; -moz-transition:all 0.9s ease; -webkit-transition:all 0.9s ease; width:100px; height:15px; overflow:hidden;[/newclass] [newclass=.notes2:hover]height: 50px;[/newclass] [newclass=.notes3]margin-left:15px; margin-right:15px; margin-top:2px; margin-bottom:2px; background-color:crimson; font-family:arial narrow; font-size:10px; color:#fff; text-align:center; ransition:all 0.9s ease; -moz-transition:all 0.9s ease; -webkit-transition:all 0.9s ease; width:100px; height:15px; overflow:hidden;[/newclass] [newclass=.notes3:hover]height: 50px; overflow-y:auto;[/newclass][/quote][/quote] |
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Post by Crystal Monroe on Aug 15, 2013 22:33:21 GMT -5
| [atrb=border,0,bTable][atrb=cellSpacing,0,bTable][atrb=background,http://i51.tinypic.com/df7r7p.jpg][atrb=width,525][atrb=height,97] Cellar Door This famous linguist once said that of all the phrases in the English language, of all the endless combinations of words in all of history, that Cellar Door is the most beautiful. | [atrb=background,http://i.imgur.com/gnrENZ0.png]
While she waited for her meal, her eyes stayed glued on her phone. Seeing as she has a job to do later on, she had to use her navigator app to check and map out a good route. As she did this, her right elbow rested against the arm bar of the chair, while her chin place down against her palm. "Hmm, this should be a easy job for me. Just have to make sure everything goes as planned. With this route already map out and course of action, I should be fine." she muttered to herself as she exhaled a bit.
Locking her phone, her head raised to face a young female sitting across from her. Automatically her expression shifted to confused. She had no idea who the woman was or why she was sitting at her table. Sighing, her palm lowered away from her chin as she raised up in her seat. Shifting her footing a bit, she was prepared for anything. Since she sense a strong reiatsu coming from the woman, she knew she had to stay on her toes. And judging by what she sense, the female was a typical human, so for her to have so much reiatsu meant she was probably a member of the consecro. "Damn, don't tell me these sons of bitches found me already. Its been so many years, I didn't expect them to still be looking for me. Then again, I could be over thinking things, let me just keep my calm for now." she stated in thought while the other female spoke.
Mutant? She wondered why th female referred to her as that? Was it a saying they now used now a days? Or was she insulting Crystal's appearance? Shrugging it off, she listen to what else the female had to say before making a response of her own. "Excuse me? I was about to have a quiet evening before you showed. In other words, I like being alone." she answered with a slight attitude. Though that was typical of Crystal, she wasn't the kindest person. Most of her comments or statements were a bit on the rude side, so it should be expected from anyone who meets her. "My name? Kiana, now that you have that, good day." she stated, trying to get the female to leave. It was probably best she did, Crystal was worried about the consecro figuring out who she was. She would hate to go back to that horrendous place.
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Post by Rhea Nyx on Aug 16, 2013 9:34:56 GMT -5
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IS LIKE AN ETERNAL FLAME Rhea smiled viciously when the girl spoke with an attitude. She liked girls like this, however, she ignored her. Rhea could care less if she wanted to be on her own, she was sitting with her, she could fucking deal with it. Leaning back a little in her chair, she moved to examining her nails. The were neatly trimmed, not sharp at all, shame, she wanted to leave scratches on this girl. She piqued up when the girl gave her name, smiling some more.
"Kiana...That's a beautiful name for a mutant fullbringer."
Rhea chuckled darkly, she would enjoy keeping this chick company for the remainder of the evening. She had noticed at first, when the women looked at her, she seemed apprehensive, somewhat shocked. She could guess at a numerous different reasons as to why, but the one that she believed to be the most accurate was her occupation as a Consecro. I mean, being a human with such high spiritual pressure, add to that her signet ring on the index finger of her right hand that seemed to carry a light glow similar to a flame, any simpleton could put two and two together.
She knew that the Consecro had a less than appealing reputation, many recruits had been 'forced' to join rather than coming willingly. She smirked, leaned forward and lashed out with her hand, grabbing the girl by the scruff of her purple short sleeved shirt, gripping it tight enough to get the message across that she would, and could beat this girl into the ground.
"You know Kiana, I may be a member of the Consecro, but I could care less about making you join us. I am not going to leave you alone tonight, I am keeping you company whether you like it or not." She let go of her shirt, relaxing back into her seat, looking Kiana in the eyes. "I am on my day off and happen to be in a rare good mood. Best not to ruin it."
She averted her gaze to look at the sky, then decided to look back towards Kiana. She figured, after that little display, Kiana would relax, accept the fact she would have a 'friend' for the remainder of the night. Rhea often did this to random girls on her days off, so this was all familiar to her. Still, she meant what she said, she had no interest in alerting the Consecro of this fullbringer, nor recruiting her herself. She noticed the waiters approaching their table with their meals.
"As for my name though, it's Rhea, Rhea Nyx. I am curious, what did you order?" While Rhea could care little for small talk, she found it somewhat ironic that she was trying to make some.
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Post by Crystal Monroe on Aug 17, 2013 12:20:53 GMT -5
| [atrb=border,0,bTable][atrb=cellSpacing,0,bTable][atrb=background,http://i51.tinypic.com/df7r7p.jpg][atrb=width,525][atrb=height,97] Cellar Door This famous linguist once said that of all the phrases in the English language, of all the endless combinations of words in all of history, that Cellar Door is the most beautiful. | [atrb=background,http://i.imgur.com/gnrENZ0.png]
There she goes with the word "Mutant" again. Twitching a bit, she decided to keep her calm while being in public. If they weren't she would of already told the pesky female off. Narrowing her gaze a bit, her eyes went towards the street for a bit as she got distracted by something When she turn back to face the other female, she was being snatch by the scruff of her shirt. "Bitch! Get your hands off of me" she muttered as her hand reach towards the females arm. Hearing her next few words, she stop a bit as the female mentioned the Consecro.
Did she already know about Crystal once being in the Consecro? It would be a problem if she did, Crystal would end up having to eliminate the annoying bitch. She did not respect the fact that the woman had the nerve to grab her in such a way. If they weren't in public, she would of already had shoved a knife through her throat. But since she was in public, she kept her calm.
Once the female finish speaking, she let go of Crystal's shirt. Sitting back, Crystal fix her shirt a bit as she gave Rhea a menacing glare. "Listen, I have no idea what the fuck you are talking about. But the next time you do something like that, I will chop off that hand of yours. Disrespectful slut monkey." she stated as she sat back in her chair. Looking towards the waiter, her gaze shifted back to the female as she gave her name. "My order? Oh, the screw you and fuck off special." she answered as the meals were set down.
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Post by Rhea Nyx on Aug 17, 2013 13:49:02 GMT -5
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IS LIKE AN ETERNAL FLAME Rhea completely ignored Kiana for the time being as the waiter set their meals down. Before the waiter could ask if they needed anything else, Rhea sent him away with a wave of her hand. Now that they were alone again, she frowned, this girl was beginning to both entertain her and annoy her.
After taking a bite, she chewed and swallowed, then turned her attention to Kiana. "Disrespectful slut monkey? Can't say I have heard that one before." She chuckled, then pinned Kiana with a menacing glare of her own, raising her spiritual pressure enough to get the message across. "But, if you threaten me again Kiana, I will beat you and drag you to the Consecro? Would you like that? No, I do not think you would."
She smiled, but it was clearly fake, before concealing her own spiritual pressure back to a normal level that would not attract attention. Feeling that her warning would not fall on deaf ears, she readjusted herself and eyed Kiana's meal. "That does not look like a 'screw you and fuck off special', though you can screw me if you want? The Restaurant has a toilet." She smiled, knowing that little bit at the end would annoy Kiana. Though, she had no intention of bedding the Fullbringer.
Deciding that the tension in the air was still to high, Rhea decided to take an different approach, I wonder, is she capable of ruining my good mood? For her sake, I hope not. |
[/color] "So, what is it that you do for a living Kiana? You seem to be the type of person who likes to keep active." Rhea figured this was the best path to take, while she would hurt the girl if she threatened her again, she still saw no reason to hurt her for the sake of it. [/div] I ravish little things like you. [/td][/tr][/table] [/center] [newclass=.memorysin]margin:15px; opacity:0.6; transition:all 0.9s ease; -moz-transition:all 0.9s ease; -webkit-transition:all 0.9s ease;[/newclass] [newclass=.memorysin:hover]opacity:1; margin:15px;[/newclass] [newclass=.notes1]margin-left:15px; margin-right:15px; margin-top:2px; margin-bottom:2px; background-color:crimson; font-family:arial narrow; font-size:10px; color:#fff; text-align:center; ransition:all 0.9s ease; -moz-transition:all 0.9s ease; -webkit-transition:all 0.9s ease; width:100px; height:15px; overflow:hidden;[/newclass] [newclass=.notes1:hover]height: 30px;[/newclass] [newclass=.notes2]margin-left:15px; margin-right:15px; margin-top:2px; margin-bottom:2px; background-color:crimson; font-family:arial narrow; font-size:10px; color:#fff; text-align:center; ransition:all 0.9s ease; -moz-transition:all 0.9s ease; -webkit-transition:all 0.9s ease; width:100px; height:15px; overflow:hidden;[/newclass] [newclass=.notes2:hover]height: 50px;[/newclass] [newclass=.notes3]margin-left:15px; margin-right:15px; margin-top:2px; margin-bottom:2px; background-color:crimson; font-family:arial narrow; font-size:10px; color:#fff; text-align:center; ransition:all 0.9s ease; -moz-transition:all 0.9s ease; -webkit-transition:all 0.9s ease; width:100px; height:15px; overflow:hidden;[/newclass] [newclass=.notes3:hover]height: 50px; overflow-y:auto;[/newclass][/quote][/quote] |
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Post by Crystal Monroe on Aug 18, 2013 1:43:31 GMT -5
| [atrb=border,0,bTable][atrb=cellSpacing,0,bTable][atrb=background,http://i51.tinypic.com/df7r7p.jpg][atrb=width,525][atrb=height,97] Cellar Door This famous linguist once said that of all the phrases in the English language, of all the endless combinations of words in all of history, that Cellar Door is the most beautiful. | [atrb=background,http://i.imgur.com/gnrENZ0.png]
Looking to the plate that was set before her, she thank the waiter and turned her attention towards her meal. Picking up the chop sticks, she turn her attention towards her fried rice first. At he same time her attention turned towards the bitchy female that decided to raise her reiatsu totry and scare Crystal. Not phased, Crystal wasn't the type to scare that easily. Plus, the female may of had been stronger, but it was not that great of a margin. If a fight were to happen, she felt that she would be more than capable of handling herself.
"You learn stuff every day then." she stated as the female said she hadn't heard of such a insulting phrase. Hearing her next little thread, Crystal did not show much of a change in expression. It was obvious she was not afraid, it would not be her nature. "I will say whatever the fuck I want to, Slut Monkey. I don't care how strong you are, seeing as you have yet to even gauge my reiatsu. Also, what the fuck is a consecro?" she said as she went on with the fact that she did not know about the consecro.
Sighing, she pick up one of her shrimps as she bite down on it and slowly chewed upon the food. The females next few words was not something that she found surprising. The female was a lesbian, of course she would be the one that runs into some sexual perverted freak. it was all so common and very much annoying. "No thank you, but you are more than welcome to go and screw a rusty pole or something. By all means, go ahead." she stated as she took a sip of her drink.
As much as she felt like leaving, she was hungry and she wasn't going to let the other female to ruin her lunch. She only hope that she wouldn't have to end up getting her hands dirty. She had a job to do later on, and she wanted to be able to. Would be difficult to do if she was bruised and tired. "My work is none of your buisness, Rin, or whatever your name is. You know, I saw a dumb bimbo inside sitting alone. I'm sure she would enjoy your company much more than myself. Go on, from what I saw also llok like rug muncher." she said as she once again tried to get rid of the female. Situations like this is why she stayed in her apartment. She just guess that she had a case of bad luck.
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Post by Rhea Nyx on Aug 18, 2013 14:38:00 GMT -5
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IS LIKE AN ETERNAL FLAME Rhea was silent for the moment, she had decided to remain silent until Kiana had finished speaking. She knew her good mood was slowly deflating, and it would not take much more from this bitch to make her angry. However, at the mention of dumb bimbo inside the restaurant, she could not help herself in glancing to see. True, there was indeed a girl sitting by her lonesome, however she seemed in her forties, looked way more than good for her age though, but because of the age she was unappealing to Rhea.
"Shame, the bimbo is not my type, otherwise I would be out of your way. As for a rusty pole? Nah, I much prefer my fingers, they pleasure me just fine, also my name is Rhea, not slut monkey. However, seeing as you are being an uncooperative little cunt, I shall tell you what I do for a living." She made a show of mock thinking before giving Kiana her attention. "Let's see, I work for a group known as the Consecro, they're quite big in Japan. Before that, I was a hardcore terrorist, worked for a group called Sovereign, I would not be surprised if a sheltered little bitch like yourself had not heard of them before." Rhea had no intention of delving into any of the groups, or revealing any information other than their names.
She figured Kiana knew something of the Consecro, her apprehension she had shown earlier hinted at this, but she could careless. She decided to take a few more mouthfuls of her food, completely ignoring Kiana, and instead following a rather cute ass that belong to a business women who was walking past the restaurant. After the mouthfuls, she wiped her mouth on a napkin, and looked at Kiana. She decided that if Kiana going was going to play 'bitch', then she too, would play bitch, Who knows, maybe she'll actually start talking properly, instead of plainly being rude and bitchy. |
[/color] "So, I am going to ask again, what does a lonely, little child of a whore slut like you do for a living?" She turned her head slightly, "I am genuinely curious though, you are clearly a spiritual being, fullbringer from what I can sense in your spiritual pressure. You must do something suited or rather, tailored to your abilities, no?" She was genuinely interested, or rather more curious as to what this girl did for a living, she hoped it showed on her face, while she could play bitch all day long, it was grating on her good mood. [/div] I ravish little things like you. [/td][/tr][/table] [/center] [newclass=.memorysin]margin:15px; opacity:0.6; transition:all 0.9s ease; -moz-transition:all 0.9s ease; -webkit-transition:all 0.9s ease;[/newclass] [newclass=.memorysin:hover]opacity:1; margin:15px;[/newclass] [newclass=.notes1]margin-left:15px; margin-right:15px; margin-top:2px; margin-bottom:2px; background-color:crimson; font-family:arial narrow; font-size:10px; color:#fff; text-align:center; ransition:all 0.9s ease; -moz-transition:all 0.9s ease; -webkit-transition:all 0.9s ease; width:100px; height:15px; overflow:hidden;[/newclass] [newclass=.notes1:hover]height: 30px;[/newclass] [newclass=.notes2]margin-left:15px; margin-right:15px; margin-top:2px; margin-bottom:2px; background-color:crimson; font-family:arial narrow; font-size:10px; color:#fff; text-align:center; ransition:all 0.9s ease; -moz-transition:all 0.9s ease; -webkit-transition:all 0.9s ease; width:100px; height:15px; overflow:hidden;[/newclass] [newclass=.notes2:hover]height: 50px;[/newclass] [newclass=.notes3]margin-left:15px; margin-right:15px; margin-top:2px; margin-bottom:2px; background-color:crimson; font-family:arial narrow; font-size:10px; color:#fff; text-align:center; ransition:all 0.9s ease; -moz-transition:all 0.9s ease; -webkit-transition:all 0.9s ease; width:100px; height:15px; overflow:hidden;[/newclass] [newclass=.notes3:hover]height: 50px; overflow-y:auto;[/newclass][/quote][/quote] |
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Post by Crystal Monroe on Aug 19, 2013 21:14:53 GMT -5
| [atrb=border,0,bTable][atrb=cellSpacing,0,bTable][atrb=background,http://i51.tinypic.com/df7r7p.jpg][atrb=width,525][atrb=height,97] Cellar Door This famous linguist once said that of all the phrases in the English language, of all the endless combinations of words in all of history, that Cellar Door is the most beautiful. | [atrb=background,http://i.imgur.com/gnrENZ0.png]
Crystal sighed as her attempt to get rid of the female was twarted once again. Apparently the bimbo in the resturant wasn't her type, which was probably just a failed excuse she made. Shaking her head, she took more bites of her meal, switching between the shrimp and the chicken each time. Keeping her calm, she decided to stay cordial for the moment, she did not want to cause a scene. She tried her best to drown out the female's next few words, the last thing she needed was the sight of the female masturbating while she was eating.
"I really don't care what you do to sexually please your-self, please keep it ro your-self. I really don't throw up my lunch." she stated in a slightly more calm tone. It seem no matter how rude she was, the female wasn't going to leave. If she was to just leave, she would rpobably have to deal with the female following her. Which was the last thing she needed,s he didn't need the female knowing her home address. She would have to worry about being sexually violated if that happens.
Taking a gulp of her drink, she heard the female explanation of her occupation. Remaining silent, she already knew all about the Consecro, she didn't need to no more. And as for the terroist group she speaks of, they sounded familiar, she may of had done odd jobs for them in the past, hard for her to tell at the moment. Sighing, her eyes would soon widen as the female mention about Crystal being sheltered. Holding in her laughter, she formed a slight smirk while re-adjusting the way she was sitting.
The female obviously knew nothing about Crystal's life, if she did, sheltered would be the last word to be used. Fixing her hair a bit, she ate a few more bites as the female continued speaking. Apparently her birth mother was now a whore and a slut, which may of been true. Hell if Crystal knew, she had very faint memories of her life before the Consecro. That is why the females comments didn't affect her in the least. But she was putting up a front, so she had to act as if that hurt her.
So, her facial expression turned from calm to aggrivated as she raised her gaze back to the female. "Alright You disrespectful Bitch! Don't ever talk bad about my mother again. If you do, I will be sure to shove these shop sticks into your eye sockets and your throat. Now that we are clear, proceed." she commented as she exhaled and take a few more bites. Hearing the female's question again, she adjusted her shoulders a bit as she took her time responding. "Since you won't shut up asking, I work at a convience store." she answered as she told another lie. Most of what she was saying to the female was a lie, except for her insults. Those all came from a very real place, she really loathed the female, and she only knew her for a few minutes. Taking another drink, her attention turn towards the sidewalk as she begin to day-dream a bit.
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Post by Rhea Nyx on Aug 20, 2013 9:12:32 GMT -5
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IS LIKE AN ETERNAL FLAME Rhea narrowed her eyes, again, Kiana had threatened her. Her good mood was dropping to dangerous levels, but as she had said earlier, she was going to teach this little bitch a lesson if she threatened her again, which she did. However she waited until Kiana told her what she did for a living. She burst out laughing, taking a few minutes to compose herself.
"You honestly expect me to believe that you work at a some lousy ass store? The truth girl." However she had not forgotten the threat, Kiana needed to be taught a lesson. With a noticeable sigh she got up and slowly and made her way to Kiana, standing behind her. She then bent down until her lips brushed against her ear lobe, draping one arm over her shoulder keeping a vice like grip, not wanting Kiana to get up or move much until she was done, while the other picked up the chopstick. With the chopstick in hand, she lightly tapped the corner of Kiana's eye.
"You know, I could stick this chopstick in your eye, watch you squirm and scream," She then dragged it down her face, then her throat, lightly jabbing the side of it. "Or I could jab it through your throat as you said, watch you choke and what not, but that's boring." She chuckled and dragged the chopstick down further, poking where Kiana's nipple would be on her right breast."Maybe I would poke it through this little thing here, though I not really into that sort of stuff, so I won't,". Finally she dragged the chopstick all the way down, stopping it at the hem of her baggy black pants. "Or stick it down there, it would be more pleasurable than the others. I would have you screaming my name. Piss me off, and I'll do it all, though," she made a habit to tap the chopstick exactly where her woman hood was, grinning, "But this one first." After that she abruptly got off Kiana and made her way back to her seat, the chopstick still in hand.
She frowned, she had wanted to hurt the bitch but was surprised when she felt no need to. If anything what she had just done had just pissed Kiana off even more, maybe to the point where she would get violent, cause a scene. Huh, at least then I would have a reason to beat her ass. |
[/color] Though she was back in her good mood, so clearly violating the girl had made her happy. Though in truth she was going to give this Kiana one more chance, and if she fucked her off, Rhea was all for starting a scene. "Look Kiana, I am in a good mood, have been all day, yet you are putting a downer on it. Now, I want to relax, have fun, and you just so happen to be the person I have chosen to spend my free time with. I will stop being a bitch if you treat me with some respect. However, if you continue to be a bitch, I will beat you in front of everyone here, bend you over this table and violate you. Understand? So give me a fucking chance you cunt fuck." She smiled afterwards, chuckling a little from her insult, Cunt fuck.. that's a new one.[/color] [/div] I ravish little things like you. [/td][/tr][/table] [/center] [newclass=.memorysin]margin:15px; opacity:0.6; transition:all 0.9s ease; -moz-transition:all 0.9s ease; -webkit-transition:all 0.9s ease;[/newclass] [newclass=.memorysin:hover]opacity:1; margin:15px;[/newclass] [newclass=.notes1]margin-left:15px; margin-right:15px; margin-top:2px; margin-bottom:2px; background-color:crimson; font-family:arial narrow; font-size:10px; color:#fff; text-align:center; ransition:all 0.9s ease; -moz-transition:all 0.9s ease; -webkit-transition:all 0.9s ease; width:100px; height:15px; overflow:hidden;[/newclass] [newclass=.notes1:hover]height: 30px;[/newclass] [newclass=.notes2]margin-left:15px; margin-right:15px; margin-top:2px; margin-bottom:2px; background-color:crimson; font-family:arial narrow; font-size:10px; color:#fff; text-align:center; ransition:all 0.9s ease; -moz-transition:all 0.9s ease; -webkit-transition:all 0.9s ease; width:100px; height:15px; overflow:hidden;[/newclass] [newclass=.notes2:hover]height: 50px;[/newclass] [newclass=.notes3]margin-left:15px; margin-right:15px; margin-top:2px; margin-bottom:2px; background-color:crimson; font-family:arial narrow; font-size:10px; color:#fff; text-align:center; ransition:all 0.9s ease; -moz-transition:all 0.9s ease; -webkit-transition:all 0.9s ease; width:100px; height:15px; overflow:hidden;[/newclass] [newclass=.notes3:hover]height: 50px; overflow-y:auto;[/newclass][/quote][/quote][/quote] |
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Post by Crystal Monroe on Aug 21, 2013 23:51:10 GMT -5
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Crystal did not change in expression as the female busted out in laughter. She was not that surprised, it is a bit odd to picture her working at a Convienent Store. But, it will have to do, it was a real job. At least she didn't say anything extravagent like a lawyer or secretary for a big time buisness. And even if the other female didn't believe her, it didn't matter. It was not as if the chick's opinion really mattered. "I have nothing to lie about. If you don't believe me, oh well. Not as if your opinion holds any kind of worth." she states as she took a few more bites of her meal.
Looking out towards the street again, she sighed in boredom. Her good mood was most definitely ruin by the female. Especially since it was hard for her to have a good mood, so it really did suck that it was ruined so easily by the bitchy female. She should of just ordered in, a pizza or some orange chicken and fried rice would of been just fine. As she was turning back around, she was surprised to feel her shoulder press upon and her chop stick being taken. Tensing up a bit in pain, she jerk a bit as she tried to get loose from the female's man like grip. "Bitch! she muttered as her gaze shifted towards the female.
As the chop-stick touch against her eye, she brought her head back as far as she could, not wanting to be close to the female in any way. It was bad enough she had to look at her, but being this close just made things so much more uncomfortable. Especially since she really wanted to rip her head off right now. "Get off of me." she demanded with a light growl following. If she wanted, she could of activated her fullbring and easily got the female to back off, but since she was in public, the bitch found her self lucky.
Not really listening to the threats, she was occupied with moving about trying to loosen the grip from her shoulder. She was really seconds away from cocking her head back and clocking the female right in her nose. It wouldn't be difficult for her to do, the female still seems to doubt the fact that Crystal can handle her in a bout. Once the female touch the chop-stick against her breast, she press forward with her chest to move it out of the way. "Get off of me, now!" she demanded again as the female brought it down towards her private area. Using her palm, she slap the stick away as hr anger was growing more and more. It wasn't long after did she finally release her grip and motioned back to her seat.
Rotating her shoulder, her expression showed a mix of aggression and disgust assh exhaled to keep her calm. She really was hitting her breaking point, it wasn't going to be long before she takes her foot and shove it in the females's chest. The two prongs hidden in them also would bring her some joy as she would be able to shove them up her chin and through her brain. Hearing the female's next little rant, she kept quiet for a moment while she continued rotating her shoulder. Once the female finish, she inhaled and exhaled once again as she wanted to stay calm.
"Oh? Am I suppose to give a damn? I came out her to have a nice quiet lunch to myself, but of course it had to be ruined. The one day I actually had a good mood, and your annoying ass had to ruin it. I don't give a damn if I ruin your good mood, because mine has already been ruined. I'm not the bitch you want to really piss off, since it really is pretty easily. Once i'm piss, I will stay piss until the one who pissed me off, gets the fuck out of my face. Now, don't expect a chance to be given one bit, annoying bitch." she stated as she went back to eating her meal. Surprisingly she manage to stay calm, though she had a feeling a fight was in the midst. Which was fine with her, she always came prepared.
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Post by Rhea Nyx on Aug 23, 2013 10:00:13 GMT -5
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IS LIKE AN ETERNAL FLAME Rhea sat in silence again, contemplating on what the female had said. Her eyes darted around the restaurant which had seemingly gotten more quite. I suppose I can teach this little bitch a lesson then. |
[/color] However before she did anything, she slowly began to finish her meal. Not even trying to break the silence, the tension between the two of them was immense. Though Rhea wondered if it were possible to avoid a physical confrontation, though, judging by the bitch's attitude, that was not going to happen. After finishing her last bite, she gracefully wiped her mouth on the napkin and took a rather long and plentiful sip from her drink. She gave Kiana a once over, thinking. It was clear to Rhea, or rather beginning to become clear that Kiana was more than capable of defending her self. While she had not been able to relieve herself of her grip, Rhea had a feeling she would have had they not been in public. She also took the time to gauged at her spiritual pressure. It was high, but not on the same level as her own. She chuckled, Just because her spiritual pressure is not as high as my own, does not mean she's going to be a push over, tut, tut, tut Rhea.[/color] She smiled at the mental telling off and finished her drink in a few more sips. She knew is they were to fight, Rhea would have to rely on her sigils powers and her own prowess as a skilled martial arts practitioner. She was more than confident that she could defeat Kiana, and would definitely take great joy in doing so. Who knows, maybe after a few punches, we might actually become friends afterwards. Wouldn't that be something?[/color] She decided to break the silence. "Did you enjoy your meal Kiana? I have to say, it looked quite tasty," She smiled and beckoned the waiter over, "Would you like a desert? I am paying, my way off apologizing Kiana. Personally, I wouldn't mind your cherry, though I have a feeling that's long gone." She smirked, looking Kiana in the eyes for a few seconds before turning and ordering her desert of choice. While she was primed and ready to fight this bitch, she wanted a desert, and in her eyes, food would always come first, a fight be damned. Plus, when it did happen, she wasn't going to be polite about it, she would launch herself across the table and punch that face of hers. Cause a massive seen just because she could, hell, might even use her sigil's power, don't give a fuck about the people walking around who may or may not be caught in the crossfire, but that could wait. It was also at this time she decided to question something she had wanted to earlier. "Say Kiana, I am wondering, have you ever been involved with the Consecro? I get the impression that you have." [/div] I ravish little things like you. [/td][/tr][/table] [/center] [newclass=.memorysin]margin:15px; opacity:0.6; transition:all 0.9s ease; -moz-transition:all 0.9s ease; -webkit-transition:all 0.9s ease;[/newclass] [newclass=.memorysin:hover]opacity:1; margin:15px;[/newclass] [newclass=.notes1]margin-left:15px; margin-right:15px; margin-top:2px; margin-bottom:2px; background-color:crimson; font-family:arial narrow; font-size:10px; color:#fff; text-align:center; ransition:all 0.9s ease; -moz-transition:all 0.9s ease; -webkit-transition:all 0.9s ease; width:100px; height:15px; overflow:hidden;[/newclass] [newclass=.notes1:hover]height: 30px;[/newclass] [newclass=.notes2]margin-left:15px; margin-right:15px; margin-top:2px; margin-bottom:2px; background-color:crimson; font-family:arial narrow; font-size:10px; color:#fff; text-align:center; ransition:all 0.9s ease; -moz-transition:all 0.9s ease; -webkit-transition:all 0.9s ease; width:100px; height:15px; overflow:hidden;[/newclass] [newclass=.notes2:hover]height: 50px;[/newclass] [newclass=.notes3]margin-left:15px; margin-right:15px; margin-top:2px; margin-bottom:2px; background-color:crimson; font-family:arial narrow; font-size:10px; color:#fff; text-align:center; ransition:all 0.9s ease; -moz-transition:all 0.9s ease; -webkit-transition:all 0.9s ease; width:100px; height:15px; overflow:hidden;[/newclass] [newclass=.notes3:hover]height: 50px; overflow-y:auto;[/newclass] |
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Post by Crystal Monroe on Aug 25, 2013 12:02:48 GMT -5
| [atrb=border,0,bTable][atrb=cellSpacing,0,bTable][atrb=background,http://i51.tinypic.com/df7r7p.jpg][atrb=width,525][atrb=height,97] Cellar Door This famous linguist once said that of all the phrases in the English language, of all the endless combinations of words in all of history, that Cellar Door is the most beautiful. | [atrb=background,http://i.imgur.com/gnrENZ0.png]
Crystal also knew that the tension was pretty much pacable. The female was more than likely going to make the siruation difficult for herself. Sighing, she did not really expect to get involve into a altercation, but a part of her really wanted to blacken the bitch's eyes. As well as yank the bitch bald and bust her lips. Though she really did not want to cause a scene, it would bring her to much attention and that is the last thing she wanted.
Finishing the last corner of her meal she slowly ate each piece, while also hearing the next comment of the other bitch. "Ugh." she didn't give the female a answer, it just seem to damn stupid. Hearing her next comment, she raised her right brow for a short moment. Dessert? And she will pay for it? Crystal knew there was something wrong with this, the female was plotting something. Hearing her mention her cherry, Crystal have a roll of her eyes and shook her head. Was this chick so sexually deprived that she had to make multiple sexual comments? seriously, if the bitch was horny, why don't she just go and get some from some slut who actually like that shit. But no, she had to bother Crystal, it was a sad sight to watch.
When the waiter ask her if she wanted a dessert, she declined and asked for her check. Not wanting to waste any more time here, she was ready to leave. She may be able to leave without a altercation being started, though she doubt it. The other female
was just to damn persistent to make Crystal's day horrible. Though she already did that, so she is just trying tomake it worst than she already did.
Drinking down the last of her drink, she look out to the sidewalk. There wasn't a lot of people walking, and the streets were usually crowded. shifting her gaze back towards her plate, she crack her neck a bit as her hand rubbed against the back of her head. Hearing the next question, she sighed a bit as she rolled her eyes once more. "If I was once affiliated with them, I would of known what it was." she stated as she continued acting as if she knew nothing of the consecro.
The only good thing that came out of that place was the training she learned. Other than that, the place was crap. To much control over her actions and day to day life. It's the main reason why she left when she had the chance too. And sadly she now had to deal with one of them, at least it wasn't a Obelisk.
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Post by Rhea Nyx on Aug 25, 2013 14:22:59 GMT -5
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IS LIKE AN ETERNAL FLAME Rhea smiled at Kiana's answer, she had a gut feeling this girl was lying to her and that outright annoyed her. She knew straight up, even if Kiana was lying, there was bound to be a file with her picture back at the Consecro Headquarters, so she could always look her up later tonight. Also, Rhea had had enough of Kiana, she decided after her ice cream she would be fighting this bitch. I always follow though with what I say. |
[/color] Her thoughts were interrupted as her desert arrived, three scoops of mint chocolate chip ice cream. Her favorite type of ice cream. After taking a mouthful, she hummed in approval, before pointing the spoon towards Kiana. She had an elaborate way to start a fight with this bitch. "You know Kiana, I do not like it when people, especially mutant cunts like yourself, lie to me. However, seeing as annoying you and this ice cream has removed the rain cloud on my mood, I am willing to offer you something." She finished another scoop of ice cream before speaking again. "Should I come across any files with your name on them, assuming 'Kiana' is your real name of course, I will destroy them, and do not play naive you cunt, the Consecro always keeps files on everyone that joins." She finished off her ice cream, licking the spoon clean before getting up and walking over to Kiana. She walked behind her just like before and bent down, making sure to nip her ear lobe. "In return, me and you spend the rest of the day together. The way I see it, it is a win win situation on your part Kiana. Huh, who would have thought it, a few minutes ago I was more than sure I was going to batter that cute face of yours into the ground, but alas, here I am, striking up deals and propositions. A weird turn of events, no?" In truth, Rhea had no intention on keeping her promise or for that matter following through with it. She was playing a mind game with Kiana, earning a little bit of trust before turning on her and beating her ass. Though, Rhea had to wonder as to whether Kiana would be so easily swayed by what she said, if anything, the bitch would call her bluff for what it was. Though she still had one way of starting a fight with her, a very easy way. She smirked. However, Rhea was not done, she had one more thing to do, reaching out with her hand she roughly grabbed Kiana's chin, so that she now faced her, then she forcefully kissed her, grinning as she did so. It was over quick and she made sure to nip her bottom lip with her sharp canines, cutting her lip a little. She stepped back and chuckled, "That seals the deal, though this is for insurance though." She pivoted on her heel and made to punch the bitch in the face. If it missed, Rhea would be quick to back step, hoping to avoid a counter attack. She could care less if she caused a scene, beating this bitch in front of everyone would be fun, of that she was sure. [/div] I ravish little things like you. [/td][/tr][/table] [/center] [newclass=.memorysin]margin:15px; opacity:0.6; transition:all 0.9s ease; -moz-transition:all 0.9s ease; -webkit-transition:all 0.9s ease;[/newclass] [newclass=.memorysin:hover]opacity:1; margin:15px;[/newclass] [newclass=.notes1]margin-left:15px; margin-right:15px; margin-top:2px; margin-bottom:2px; background-color:crimson; font-family:arial narrow; font-size:10px; color:#fff; text-align:center; ransition:all 0.9s ease; -moz-transition:all 0.9s ease; -webkit-transition:all 0.9s ease; width:100px; height:15px; overflow:hidden;[/newclass] [newclass=.notes1:hover]height: 30px;[/newclass] [newclass=.notes2]margin-left:15px; margin-right:15px; margin-top:2px; margin-bottom:2px; background-color:crimson; font-family:arial narrow; font-size:10px; color:#fff; text-align:center; ransition:all 0.9s ease; -moz-transition:all 0.9s ease; -webkit-transition:all 0.9s ease; width:100px; height:15px; overflow:hidden;[/newclass] [newclass=.notes2:hover]height: 50px;[/newclass] [newclass=.notes3]margin-left:15px; margin-right:15px; margin-top:2px; margin-bottom:2px; background-color:crimson; font-family:arial narrow; font-size:10px; color:#fff; text-align:center; ransition:all 0.9s ease; -moz-transition:all 0.9s ease; -webkit-transition:all 0.9s ease; width:100px; height:15px; overflow:hidden;[/newclass] [newclass=.notes3:hover]height: 50px; overflow-y:auto;[/newclass] |
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Post by Crystal Monroe on Aug 25, 2013 23:48:30 GMT -5
| [atrb=border,0,bTable][atrb=cellSpacing,0,bTable][atrb=background,http://i51.tinypic.com/df7r7p.jpg][atrb=width,525][atrb=height,97] Cellar Door This famous linguist once said that of all the phrases in the English language, of all the endless combinations of words in all of history, that Cellar Door is the most beautiful. | [atrb=background,http://i.imgur.com/gnrENZ0.png]
Crystal raised forward a bit in her chair. Reaching for the receipt that was given when the ice cream was brought, she sighed a bit as it seem they added both hers and the other female's bills. Placing it down, she pulled out some cash and place it down with a tip. Pushing it towards the end, she fix her hair a bit as she was prepared to leave. But, it seem the chick still had something left to say.
Sitting forward, her right arm perch against the table as the chick mention something about a proposition. Rolling her eyes, she would never believe a chick. She couldn't trust her as far as she could throw her. Hearing what she saidnext, apparently she was a liar, which was true, but it is not as the chick knew that. Sighing, she knew of the files the chick spoke about. Crystal wasn't a idiot, before she left the Consecro, she erase that file. So the female could look as much as she want, she will not find a damn thing. "Go check your files, I honestly don't give a damn. I keep telling your dumb ass that I am not, nor have I ever been affiliated with this Consecro you keep talking about. Shut up about it already, it's getting annoying." she responded with another roll of her eyes.
Seeing the female stand, she stayed in her seat. If the female were to try something again, this time Crystal would not be so kind. She was done with this bitch, and she would be damn if she continue to let the female disrespect her. Public or not, she is going to put the female in her place, one way or another. Hearing her proposition, she sighed again as she sat back in her chair.
Did this chick honestly believe that Crystal would spend a day with her? She couldn't stand to be ten minutes around the bitch, let alone a entire day. The female still thinks that some type of sexual activity will occur between them. Its disgusting, Crystal had no type of sexual drive. Especially not for this chick, she makes the drive of sex lesser than already was, which was pretty damn low.
"No thank you, go grind a pole or something. If your crave sex so damn, go fuck yourself or something. I do not have time to deal with this disgusting shit, you annoying bitch." she stated as she turned her chair to get up. But before she could, the bitch yank her by the jaw and place a kiss on her lips. The bastard even bit her lip, which was not something Crystal was happy about. Jerking back her head, she tried her best to wipe her lips of the disgusting kiss that was just place on her lips.
"Bitch!" she yelled out as she saw the punch being throwed towards her. Moving her head off to her right, she manage to dodge the fist in time while also quickly reacting. Picking up the plate her meal was on, she brought it up and swang it towards the nose of the female, releasing her grip as the momentum now carried it at her face. Raising from her chair, she also raised her right leg to send her foot into the center of the females abdomen. The boots she weared was rigged along with her gloves, which release two fourteen inch sharp knives that launch out in hopes of piercing the female's abdomen as well as kicking her.
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