Re: Direction Reaction Creation

by **peachie-keen** Fri Feb 10, 2012 1:30 pm

OTD I lulululuuuuveee youu <3 hope school shizzle goes okay, and I shall restart that thread tomorrow! Please do join, I miss you muchly :')

"Hmm..." Mel began suspiciously towards Kennet, spotting a rather good looking boy coming toward them both. She ran her fingers through her hair, and quickly applied some lip gloss, and turned to Kennet once more. "Think I'll score?" she teased, a finger poised on her cheek.

Fletcher gave a knowing nod to Cassie, gliding over to the reception desk, and ushering Emily off of the desk. "Go make yourself useful," he teased, eyes flickering briefly towards her.
Putting on a smile, he adressed Lance. "If you'd like to put your card in..." he began, gestured to his left, "That'll be $28."

Mel turned to the boy, flattery at the ready. "Loving the new do, cutie." she said with a cheeky grin, before softly pushing part of Lances hair back. "It suits you, you know..." She paused, biting her bottom lip lightly. "I'm Melody, by the way," she introduced, a smile forming on her face.

by **bookcrazI** Fri Feb 10, 2012 2:24 pm

Lance blushed and ducked his head.
"Thanks...I'm Lance.." he murmured and shifted himself so he could swipe his card.
He ran a hand through his hair exposing his tattoo that hid on the inside of his arm, a Japanese style dragon curled around a heart. He nervously finished the transaction and sent them a smile with another timid thanks.

Molly ~working~

by **OpenTheDoor** Fri Feb 10, 2012 3:00 pm

Blaize: a girl a fiery a personality as her name. At 19, she's quite tall and a bit on the tubby side, but with that comes some pretty good curves. Her hairs a short and ferociously curly bob that was recently dyed a bright red-orange. Her eyes are a glacier blue that she always finds lures in the guys, with a mysterious stare and all that. Wears denim shorts all year round, with various other layers on top depending on the weather. She also has a pierced nose with a small emerald stud. Works in the book store down the road from the barber's that she lives above. Generally works through-out the day (seeing as no-one goes looking for Pride and Prejudice at eight in the evening). She was fed up of her parents leading her life, forcing her into a decent laying job, making her study all the time and have no social life, but now, basically, she dropped out of college/uni (depending on where the chat is set) and returned back to her home town, renting a small flat with Sam. She's stopped communicating with her parents in order for her to get a new life without her main focus being becoming a dentist. Her personality as changed a bit too, with her being more head-strong and blunt. She was quite close friends with Emily/Melody until she left to the other side of the country for education reasons, however now they've become a lot closer thanks to her being more outgoing. Something about Fletcher annoys her though; she thinks it's because she used to have a crush on him before she left but thought that he was way too good for her. And she finds Cassie incredibly annoying with the fact shes close friends with Fletcher.

Sam: the cocky guy with a charming grin. He's Blaize's flatmate and quite good friends with Kennet, and then later Molly. He's 20 at 5"9 with a half-decent body and an all-year tan. He has a small tattoo on his bicep of an intricate tribal design, with another one on his wrist of another design. Floppy curly chestnut-coloured hair that's longer at the front than the back (y'know, like the old presenter of Never Mind the Buzzcocks?... Never mind). His eyes are a seriously dark green that seem to absorb the light. He generally wears simple tees and jeans with a leather jacket. He doesn't like to lure attention with his clothes; he'd rather have something a little charming and alluring about him than go all Barney Stintson on the girls. He works in the bookstore as his uncle owns it (and the flat above it too). He knew Blaize from about town and school but had never spoken to there, but when she wrote in when there was an advert for a spare bedroom in his flat, he accepted it and they've become closer ever since.

Right, I'll be back on Tuesday (unless I do a bit of late-night chatting Razz

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See ya... xx

Oh yeah, if there's problems with 'em, message me or something and I'll fix it Wink

<-- dreaded winky face

by **Unabound Justice** Fri Feb 10, 2012 8:24 pm

(Not til monday. My friend needs me.)

by **peachie-keen** Sat Feb 11, 2012 11:13 am

"Lance..." Melody repeated, savouring the word. "Well, it's been nice metting you, Lance. Up to anything... special, tonight?" she questioned, sitting on the desk in front of him, skirt creeping up. She clocked a small marking on his arm, and tugged on his wrist to view it more clearly. She lightly touched the mark on his arm with a finger on her other hand. Looking up at him, a whisper emerged from her lips. "I like a man with a good tattoo." In truth, it made no difference to her whether a boy decided to colour his skin or not.

by **peachie-keen** Sat Feb 11, 2012 11:21 am

Fletcher raised an eyebrow. She really was a new person, and he wasn't too sure whether he like it or not. Sure, she made things a bit more lively, but...
The boy looked towards Cassie, a rather amused look upon his face as he waited for Lance's card to register in the machine. A small laugh then escaped as he caught her eye, and with a smile still apparent, he simply shook his head, looking back down.

by **Unabound Justice** Sat Feb 11, 2012 1:02 pm

Cassie blushed softly and hurried to the back to ocupy herself with something.

by **peachie-keen** Sat Feb 11, 2012 1:17 pm

Fletcher looked up once more at the sound of hurried footsteps, noticing the absence of Cassie. Looking behind him, he spotted her, but faced forward again, a tad confused. If only the damn card machine would work... (AHEM Bookie! Wink

)

by **bookcrazI** Sat Feb 11, 2012 1:18 pm

Lance went a bit stiff, his muscles tensed and his head screaming at him to flee. "Uh...thanks..I-I..." Lance stopped, his sentence mangled enough already
"I'm going out with friends.... W-w-what.. A-ab-bout-t you?"
His head was shrieking at him, DEATHCON 1 DEATHCON 1, his body was so confused it just stayed put and his sensibility was smacking him in the face.
Without his bangs to hide his face he felt a bit defenseless, she was touching him and talking all slow like. He kept his eyes on hers, to be polite, and relaxed himself.
He wasn't going to be an insane shy person like before.
While studying her eyes, while he was waiting for an answer, he noticed a lack of sincerity in her facial features. When you spend a lot of time alone you tend to study certain things to pass the time and when lance wasn't dancing he studied.
Facial analysis was one of the tongs he studied.

Molly-.-

by **peachie-keen** Sat Feb 11, 2012 1:27 pm

Melody sensed a slight panic in him and giggled. This was all so thrilling, this flirting business. "Well, I happen to be doing the same. Ever heard of Twisted?" she asked, her tongue running across her upper lip. "I think you, and your friends, who I'm sure are just as gorgeous as you, should pay us a visit, yes?" The girl released his arm slowly, watching his expression as she did so. "It'll be fun. I might even buy you a drink, if you're good."

by **bookcrazI** Sat Feb 11, 2012 1:42 pm

The calm slowly took over and panic fled, confident Lance appeared.
"I'm truly sorry but I don't drink, I have other plans as well, as I mentioned before, and will be unable to join you. Sorry. Now may I inquire to why the credit machine isn't working?"
In his little speech he included some dazzling smiles and furrowed brows of regret and a final brushing off of the woman.
Her lips said one thing when her face said another, Lance refused to be persuaded just by the indication that he might have sex and preferred to have a relationship.
This woman, although attractive, seemed to not be the relationship type.

Molly hurried off to another costumer and then to another and then to another. When would the others get here?
She had had enough of flirtatious drunks that all seemed to think of themselves extremely charming and unresistable, as each one seemed to tell her the same thing. She needed that chocolate and a good laugh.
Where were they?

by **Unabound Justice** Sat Feb 11, 2012 1:49 pm

Cassie was so embarassed at being caught staring. "That was too close- what if he knows?! Oh damnit, pull yourself together Cass!" She hissed, sorting her bottles of dye. "Fuck my life.."

by **peachie-keen** Sat Feb 11, 2012 2:07 pm

The credit machine, as if listening, accepted the card, and signalled removal. Fletcher just laughed. "Sorry about that one," he shrugged, a smile covering his face as usual, yet still watching Emily rather bemusedly.

Melody sighed, feeling a tad defeated, yet not letting that show. Instead, she decided to turn this into a positive. "Well, seeing as you're fully booked for tonight..." she began, slipping a folded piece of paper into his back jean pocket (assuming he's wearing jeans) "I suppose you're going to have to ring me sometime." A mischeivous glint shone in her eye, her hand lingering in his pocket a couple of seconds too long. The hand withdrew, returning to her side.

Fletcher just watched, eager to see who was to win this battle. He risked another look behind him, however, at Cassie, who seemed to be at war with the boxes of dye. "Oh dear... I'll leave you both to it, I guess. Good luck Em!" he winked as she looked over, before striding over to Cass. "It looks like you need a little bit of help..." he chuckled, hands on hips.

by **Unabound Justice** Sat Feb 11, 2012 2:10 pm

Cassie yelped in surprise, causing a large stack of dye boxes to fall over and she looked at them, unable to meet his gaze. "Erm ah....looks like." She said, getting on her knees to pick up the boxes.

by **peachie-keen** Sat Feb 11, 2012 2:16 pm

Another chuckle emerged from Fletch, before he crouched to help her, reaching for the bright, unnatural dyes and piling them on the bottom shelf. Reaching for a shade of electric blue, he held it up against her face, and nodding. "You'd suit blue," he joked, placing it on the shelf.

by **Unabound Justice** Sat Feb 11, 2012 2:41 pm

Cassie's cheeked turned rosier if possible before she went back to work, she held up a bright violet color. "Purple suits you." She retorted, before going back to stacking boxes. Say something! If you keep acting like a little girl with her first crush, he's bound to catch on! Her voice of reason hissed from the back of her mind.

by **peachie-keen** Sat Feb 11, 2012 3:04 pm

Fletch stayed crouched on the floor, head cocked to the side. "Purple..." he pondered, nodding. He looked up at her, "You think so?" he mocked, his smile wide and friendly.

by **peachie-keen** Sat Feb 11, 2012 3:08 pm

Fletch stayed crouched on the floor, head cocked to the side. "Purple..." he pondered, nodding. He looked up at her, "You think so?" he mocked, his smile wide and friendly.

by **bookcrazI** Sat Feb 11, 2012 3:17 pm

Lance smiled but backed away slightly.
(He's actually wearing a tutu and spandex shorts.. Jk he's wearing jeans.... :p)
"Thanks..." he said awkwardly, sh had just touched his ass. His ass didn't know what to think nor did his head. He hastily made his retreat to outside where he hailed a taxi. Inside the taxi he let out a gush of air, something about that girl made him jumpy.

Molly was feeling lonely, Kennet hadn't called her back and no one was entering the club, they hit the seven o'clock dry spot. It lasted for about an hour or two and she had to deal with the silence.
She picked up her phone and dialed Kennet again.
"C'mon, c'mon... Pick up!"

by **Unabound Justice** Sat Feb 11, 2012 3:24 pm

Kennet answered his phone. "Hey, Molly. I'm glad you called. This is boring as hell."

Cassie blushed and nodded. "Yeah. It'd look great on you."

by **bookcrazI** Sat Feb 11, 2012 3:31 pm

"I've called you like seven times! Please just come and entertain me already.. I've had enough drunks telling me that I look like the girl from that movie or their sister, or that stripper they met last Tuesday! Have you ever had someone mistake you for a stripper?" she exclaimed annoyed.
Truthfully it was a bit flattering for someone to think she was pretty enough to be a stripper but also a degrading too. It was the dress.
Molly was sure of it.

by **Unabound Justice** Sat Feb 11, 2012 3:40 pm

Kennet laughed. "I don't know where the club is. I'm going with Cassie's friends Emily and Fletcher." He walked away from the wall, sighing.

by **peachie-keen** Sat Feb 11, 2012 3:57 pm

Mel gave a worn out sigh. She turned to speak to Kennet, and realised he was on the phone, deciding against it. She wasn't having much luck at all. Turning to her left, she saw Fletcher and Cass by the back wall, laughing. It was obvious, she wanted him. And for some reason, that hurt a little...

Fletcher stood quickly, realising after how close he now stood to her. "How about we try it out then? Shop's supposed to be shut now, but I don't mind hanging about a bit if it means a quirky purple patch in my hair." He grinned, taking a step back to pick up the box, and throwing it in her direction.

by **Unabound Justice** Sat Feb 11, 2012 4:04 pm

Cassie caught it clumsily and nodded. "Alright." She nodded, heading over to dye station.

by **bookcrazI** Sat Feb 11, 2012 4:10 pm

Molly sighed. "Please bring me that chocolate.. I'm gonna need it more than you know... So got any dates for the weekend yet or are you just gonna pick a few guys up from the clubs?"
She bit her bright red lip and blinked her unnaturally long fake lashes, she grimaced at the drunk staring at her. She needed some familiar faces if she was going to continue be pleasant for the rest of her job.
"I can give you directions.."

by **Unabound Justice** Sat Feb 11, 2012 4:14 pm

"Alright." He said, grabbing his coat. "Hey, Cass, I'm going to go ahead and go. See you at the club he called."

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