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Post by LUST "DANTE" SIN on Nov 13, 2011 19:18:27 GMT -8
He paced back and forth in the dorm hallway, thinking about what to say if he had knocked on her door. Would she even be home? What if she thought he was an idiot like most kids at the school? He's very confused about everything that's going on at the moment since he can't really "show" feeling for her in public. So, how was he here now, outside of her dorm? When people passed, he acted like he was going to some other girl's dorm room to meet up with them. It made him look like a whore, but he needed to keep everything a secret. Their parents weren't really the best of friends after all. The boy strided back and forth, finally getting up some courage to knock on her door. Ivy was the only person that made him feel like a complete fool. Whenever they spoke, it was like that first meeting all over again. He got tongue tied so easily and he mumbled without knowing what to say to her. She was such a beautiful person and as she grew up over the past few years, the feelings grew stronger for her.
Before knocking on her door, he checked his breath and looked into a mirror in a hallway to make sure he had nothing in his teeth or anything. His dark blue shirt had two buttons undone and his hair was kind of messy, but not too messy that it didn't bother him too much. He closed his eyes and took a deep breath. He reopened his eyes and went back over to the white door. He looked it up and down a few times before knocking on it. He took a deep breath after he'd knocked a few times and stepped back. He wen back and forth, distributing the weight between the front and back of his foot. He continued to look around to make sure no one had seen him. Besides, just because he went to talk to her, doesn't mean anything, did it? Maybe they were assigned on a project together and was there to discuss something about it.
He waited a few more moments before trying again. "It's just me Ivy. Open up. I wanna talk." He didn't know if she was in there or not, but he wasn't going to leave until she came out or showed up. It's been awhile since the two of them had talked and he wanted to have a good conversation with her. He sat down on the opposite side of the door wall and waited for her to come out. He put his legs out in front of him and looked at his white sneakers. He felt like a creeper just sitting there, but he could have cared less.
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Post by IVY WHITE on Nov 13, 2011 19:51:53 GMT -8
Step one to having "Ivy's ideal" weekend, get any or all Banshee away from her room. Usually they took a liking to sitting outside her door or if it was Ivy's personal Banshee he took a liking to sitting in her room, with her while messing with her personal belongs. Step two, were as little clothing as possible. Ivy hated feeling compressed in jeans and fitted t-shirts. Ivy had a pair of cotton shorts and baggy baseball t-shirt on. Had she even ran a comb through her hair? The final step you ask? The comfort of her overly soft bed, a book and the remote control - yes the underworld had cable.
Ivy hadn't removed herself from her bed all day. She had homework to finish, a combat lesson she should have been at 2 hours ago and who knows what else she was ignoring. But this was her day and Ivy wasn't doing anything she didn't want to.
She wasn't really ditching anyone of importance. The "four" all had other plans and if they wished for her to climb out of bed, she would have. The thought of actually seeing him was slim to none. Ivy was slowing hope and felt like her heart was freezing over. Her heart would never break because she knew he couldn't do that to her or her to him. "Prearranged marriages.." Ivy mumbled her hatred towards the single word that had stopped her from living the happiest life possible.
Sighing, Ivy allowed herself to be consumed by the bed. Throwing her blanket over her head and she grabbed a pillow hugging it close to her body. Maybe today she was giving herself a pity party?
The knock on the door? Ivy slightly jumped. For the first time in her life she felt like she wanted to growl at the person on the other side. "Nope!" She said to herself, hugging to the pillow to her once again. She wasn't dealing with anyone. This was her day - damnit! Ivy listened as the person outside her door seemed to shuffle around. Her interest grew. They weren't leaving.
"Uh! She huffed after pondering about whether or not she was going to get out of bed. She didn't even care what she looked like. Jerking the door open Ivy was surprised to see no one. "What the-" She stopped mid sentence when she saw a pair of legs, his pair of legs. Her eyes followed from shoes all the way up the body to his face. "Lust?" She said his name, slightly confused. This entire picture was so out of character for him. She smirked, this pity party day was becoming just what she needed. For a moment she just stared at him for a moment, allowing herself to enjoy being able to do it. She never allowed herself to look at him for too long - too risky.
"Would you like to come in? Ivy had multiple reasons to asking this question but she didn't wish to ponder upon that at this moment. Screw how she looked, she was getting alone time with her Lust.
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Post by LUST "DANTE" SIN on Nov 14, 2011 13:52:06 GMT -8
The boy just watched the other people walk by and stare at him, probably just wondering why he was sitting outside of this random girl's door. He gave a long sigh and just waited for someone on the other side to answer. Suddenly, his interest grew when the white door flung open and he heard a voice start to ask questions. Her eyes followed his body up to see his face and she questioned his name. "Yes?" he questioned back. She probably wondered what he may be doing here at a time like this. It was morning and on a weekend to top it off. He stood up and walked over to her and leaned against her door frame, waiting for the curly, blond-haired girl to say something.
Ivy just asked if he wanted to come in, "Sure." He kind of swung passed her and into her room. When he walked in, the room was slightly messy, but nothing like his room. Lust couldn't wait for her so he grabbed her hand and pulled her away from the door. He closed it and swung her into his arms. "So, what have you been up to for the past couple of weeks?" He let go and went down to sit in a nearby chair. He slipped off his white sneakers and got comfy because he was going to be here awhile. Ivy didn't look like the happiest person in the world and he wanted to do to everything possible to try and make the girl feel better. They were best friends; more than that, but still, couldn't tell anyone.
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Post by IVY WHITE on Nov 14, 2011 14:31:42 GMT -8
Too many thoughts were running through her mind at this moment. Lust always did this to her. He had the ability to suck her out of her personal reality and into a world that they two created. She pondered for a moment, was it like this for everyone when they felt like this for someone. Did Riders ever fall in love? Riders had always sentenced their partner to death since the birth of the next Rider was said to be such a horrific thing, life had to be given for their life to start. If love wasn't a possibility for a Rider, what was?
These were the things that Lust caused her to constantly dwell on because he made her want to change her future. At times, Ivy tried to ignore it. It wasn't practical for a Rider to be smitten with a boy or at least these were the things constantly blabbered into her ear by multiple individuals.
"Snap out of it-" Ivy had to coach herself back to the now. Lust had stood up and entered into her room. She could feel her heart flutter and take flight. Even this scent, Ivy could never tell if is was a fragrance or just natural smell but she was addicted to it. Again, she was snapped out of her thought process by him grabbing her, lucky she closed the door before she was tugged further into the room. She smirked as she watched him take claim to her room. He was probably one out of a handful of individuals who Ivy would allow to do this.
"So, what have you been up to for the past couple of weeks? He had asked. Ivy's eyebrows arched. Was that really what he wished to talk about? "Oh, you know the same old stuff, plotting to conquer the human realm, devour it in one ride." She giggled as she walked back to her bed, sitting cross legged on the soft mattress. His chair was right by her bed and she had a slight urge to just pull him close to her. Their meetings were always like this to her, she didn't know how to act or what to say but she always knew what she wanted to do and like always in any situation she suppressed her wants.
"What about you?" She decided this was the best tactical way to go. Granted these questions were dumb, they both had classes together, usually hung out in the same crowd of friends but never allowed themselves the satisfaction of each others company. "I mean, besides school and stuff." Ivy didn't want to hear about their everyday life, she constantly had to live it and torture herself on an hourly bases.
Her hand ruffled her hair out of agitation. She hadn't the slightest clue what to say or do at this moment. "Hey!" Ivy just thought of something for a moment, "How the heck did you get into the girls dorms?" For a moment she got extremely jealous. One thing Ivy White didn't like to do was share and she knew she wasn't the only female who had eyes for Lust.
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Post by LUST "DANTE" SIN on Nov 15, 2011 12:48:52 GMT -8
Lust enjoyed Ivy's company. Whenever he asked what she had been up to, the same answer always came up; take over the world. He smirked at that. "Is that what you do everyday Brain?" He wasn't sure if she would get his refrence or not. It was a super old cartoon show that was in the human realm. Lust was usually able to get his hands on human things pretty easily. He enjoyed watching what they could come up with for cartoon shows; but the quality of the cartoons had decreased in value. She looked awkward-like, almost like she wanted to do something, but didn't know how to do it or how to react. He didn't mind for he thought it was kind of cute. Then again, he wasn't sure what to do when around her either.
She then asked the same question, but then said besides school. He had to think. Before answering, he walked over and sat next to her on her bed. "Father has been bothering me once again about everything. He's worse than some of the teachers we have. Of course all of my siblings are always screwing around." He sighed, "But enough about that. I don't want to be a downer when this is about the only time I can be alone with ya." He smiled at her and lowered his head.
All of a sudden, she jumped and got agitated, or seemed so. She asked how he got into the girls' dorms. Lust's hand reached for the back of his head. He knew that Ivy got jealous when it came to things, and so did he when it came to Ivy. She was very pretty and he wanted her for himself. He got closer and hugged her, "I told the people in charge that I needed to come talk to my project partner and wouldn't be long." Of course, that was a big fat lie. He would probably sneak out of her window like he's done before. He felt like a badass when he did it though. He let go of her and smiled, "Don't worry your pretty little head off. I only have eyes for one person; and she happens to be in this room."
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