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4:25pm Jul 24 2012
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Ooc:// Bump.
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9:38pm Jul 24 2012
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[[ Omg. I love it. He'll totally be leaning on her car when she comes out. Then, he'll smell the others and tell her to punch it the whole way to her uncle's house, where they'll be safe. Good?
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9:40pm Jul 24 2012
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Ooc:// Good~
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10:12pm Jul 24 2012
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Beaux leaned against the girl's car, donut in hand. Maple bar. His favorite. It was his third one of the morning, and he had another three in a bag on the hood. You know, just in case Rory wanted one. He cold oblige, if she begged. He was a sucker for beggars.
Beaux soon found himself fantasizing about him, holding a donut just out of the girl's reach, her pleading for him to give it to her. She'd have to curl her legs around his waist to reach it, get close, close enough for his comfort, right up in his face...
The sound of a door closing brought Beaux back to reality. If he found anything wrong with the thought, he might have blushed from embarrassment. But, this was Beaux we're talking about. He was just about as ignorant about the female gender as a geologist was about astronomy. So, not very much.
Connor quickly shoved the other half of the donut in his mouth as he saw Rory exiting her house, presumably locking the door behind her. Where was she going? Why, her uncle's house, of course! This was the day she found out about her fiance! And he couldn't wait.
"Hey, Rory!" Beaux called, waving to the girl with a goofy grin on his face. He had recently changed, as she had. He was wearing a white, crew cut T-shirt and lose, faded jeans. The type that had been worn many, many times, for work AND play. That, and he had his work boots on. His favorite outfit.
"I bought donuts! You want one?"
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10:38pm Jul 24 2012
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The hour that passed while waiting to go to her uncle's house went by rather quickly, Rory noted. She'd spent the time trying to convince herself that she was not insane. She had decided not to call the police. The man hadn't left behind any evidence of his arrival, and the police would think she was bonkers if she had no proof. Stupid policemen. Always needing some sort of proof.
When she exited her home, she had been in sort of a daze, wondering what exactly she would be told about by her parents and her uncle. Perhaps it was the death of her grandma. She wouldn't be too upset about that. The old woman was beginning to get senile, anyways. She even believed that people lived under her house.
She smiled inwardly, laughing on the inside, though it was rather sad. She was actually a bit hungry again. She hadn't eaten anything that morning. When she first woke up, she never felt hungry, but now that she had been up and moving for several hours, her stomach was definitely letting her know it was ready for some food.
The blonde girl froze as she heard a voice from behind her as she locked the door. She closed her eyes shut. No. It couldn't be. Though, that voice, the one that had said that she had a 'nice bum', had been imprinted on her brain. Pursing her lips together, and praying to whoever was listening up there that it wouldn't be who she thought it was, Aurora slowly turned around to face her car, which rested in her driveway.
She opened her eyes, and was filled with anger. It was him. The blonde-haired boy that had shown up half-naked in her room. The intruder. The idiot. The pervert.
He was leaning on the hood of her car, waving at her, calling her name like he was giddy. Why did she have to attract this creep? Sure, he was ridiculously attractive, but he was just... Showing up in a woman's room unexpectedly half naked might have been a good surprise for some, but for Rory... No. Just no.
The girl kept her lips pursed as she took several steps forward, stopping at the back of her truck, which was the closest to the house. She clutched her hand bag in her hand, with her keys clutched in the other. Her silvery blue eyes stared Beaux down. Well, this man just didn't seem to give up.
"You need to get off of my car. I don't want any donuts." That was a lie. It was quite obvious by how her eyes dropped to the donut bag. She continued, "If I call the police, they'll be here in ten minutes, and you'll be in a straight jacket, being sent off to some mental institution. You don't want that, now do you?" She cocked her head to the side, her ex
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11:21pm Jul 24 2012
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Beaux glanced at the girl curiously, wondering why she looked so angry. Jeesh. They were just donuts. She didn't have to get her panties in a twist over some food. What, did she want a bagel instead? If they had time, he could run over to the store and grab her one... But her eating a donut would be much easier.
Beaux eyed the girl as she came closer, looking at them legs again. He paused for a moment on her face, staring at her pursed lips. Her very kissable, pursed lips. Maybe she'd let him feed her a donut? God, that would be awesome. That would be... Terrific!
Beaux scrunched his nose, then rubbed it as Rory talked. He was only half listening, and, truthfully, didn't care that much about what she was saying. He got that she was hungry, she said she wanted the donuts, right?
The police? That got the man's attention. Of course, it was only for a laugh. His uncle was a high ranking officer in the police department. Mostly for reasons that might involve a stray werewolf getting out of hand and killing someone. He always had a nice cover up story when that went down. So, surely, he'd be fine from the police.
"Only if you join me, beautiful," Beaux replied to the mental institution comment with a smile. He jiggled the donut bag in his hand, taunting her. He knew she wanted one. And it wasn't like he poisoned them. That'd be a waste of a perfectly good donut!
"But come on, have a donut. I'll tell you what's going on while we drive to your Uncle's."
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11:40pm Jul 24 2012
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Aurora kept her lips pursed. He was so.... Ugh! he even scrunched his nose and rubbed it, not even paying much attention. He didn't even seem scared by her threat to call the police! What was wrong with him? He was unfazed by all of her threats.
Her eyes narrowed as he came up with a smart comment to her mental institution threat. As he shook the donut bag again, she chewed on the inside of her cheek. Damn. He needed to stop taunting her with that. Still, no matter how taunting those donuts were, they wouldn't get her anywhere near him. He was a lunatic. Lu-na-tic.
Her eyes went back to normal as he said that he would explain everything along the way. Now, that would be something to listen to. That was actually quite tempting. Should she take his offer? What if he tried to kill her? Or worse? Rory swallowed the lump in her throat at the thought.
She bit the corner of her lip and- if you looked deep enough into her eyes, you could actually see it- had a sort of one-man argument with herself, debating the pros and cons of agreeing to let him ride with her and have a donut. Well, worse come to worse, she could just force him out of the car, right?
As if. Beaux was twice her size in muscle mass. There would be no hope in forcing him out of the car.
Still, if he'd planned on doing something to her, he probably would have done it while she was in her room, right? She was completely vulnerable then. And he'd simply looked at her. He hadn't even made an attempt to grab at her. The next time she went to sleep, she'd probably wear shorts underneath her tee shirt, for fear of that same predicament happening again.
She eventually gave in. "Alright. I'll let you get in the car with me. I'll have one donut." She pointed her finger at him. She moved towards her truck, climbing into the drivers' seat. Her windows were rolled down, so he would easily be able to hear her as she continued. "If you touch me in any shape or form, though, I swear I will cut off whatever part of your body you touched me with." Lie. She couldn't do that. No knife. She put her key in the ignition and started the truck.
Its engine purred to life and she looked to Beaux. "Get in." She ran a hand through her hair. What had she gotten herself into?
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1:24pm Jul 28 2012
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Ooc:// And you also need to reply to this one. >.>
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4:01pm Jul 29 2012
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Ooc:// And this one.
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5:04pm Jul 29 2012
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[[ You're going to have to wait a few hours for a post on this one. ;c
Movie time. ]] |
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11:57pm Aug 5 2012
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Ooc:// Bump.
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10:55pm Aug 6 2012
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[[ It's been almost two weeks since I last posted. ;~;
I'm so horrible with procrastination. >> ]]
Beaux watched as the girl thought over his offer. He could practically see the wheels turning in her head. Well, if wheels actually did turn... And he couldn't see these 'imaginary gears' because, well, he wasn't superman. He didn't have X-ray vision. Though, if he was going to be around Rory anymore, he would quite like that ability.
The werewolf smiled as the girl accepted his offer, and to his dismay, one of his doughnuts. She... could have the maple bar. The chocolate ones were all his. Oh yeah, give that little doggy some chocolate and he'd love you for life. And, another plus, it wouldn't kill him! Whoo!
Beaux walked to the girl's open window as she continued to talk. Something about touching? And cutting somethi- Woah. What? Instinctively, the boy's hand dropped to the front of his pants. Natural reflex, you could call it. The girl drove a hard bargain, but it wasn't anything he couldn't handle... Right?
Beaux smiled brightly at Rory before walking to the passenger's side. He opened the door and slid in, not even bothering with his seatbelt. He hated how they rubbed uncomfortably on his neck, and how the belt always restricted his movements. He hated restrictions on his movements.
The boy leaned over and held the bag open for Rory, so she could grab her damn doughnut. He knew there were two more for him, and he had already eaten a fair amount, but that man was a bottomless pit when it came to his stomach. He could eat a horse, then go out to eat afterwards.
"You can have the maple bar."
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3:11pm Aug 9 2012
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Rory fought off a smirk as she saw Beaux's hand drop to the front side of his pants. Good. That meant that he got what she was saying, even if she couldn't fall through with her threat. Still, she didn't want him getting any ideas about doing anything to her. She would find some way to punish him for it if he ever decided to do it.
As he slid into the passengers' side, she noted how he didn't touch the seatbelt. Most men had some sort of issue with seatbelts. Of course, Rory was one to always keep her seatbelt on, seeing as how one of her family members had died during a car wreck due to not having their seatbelt on.
As he held the bag open for the blonde-haired girl, she looked at the three remaining donuts. She was about to reach into the bag for one of the two chocolate ones when he said that she could have the maple bar. Well..... Technically, since he said that she could have the maple bar, he didn't say that she couldn't have a chocolate one.
With a quick hand, Rory reached into the bag and grabbed a chocolate one, going against Beaux's rules. Hey, he had shown up in her room just short of being nude. She had the right to take a chocolate donut. As she pulled her hand out, the skin on the side of her palm brushed against Beaux's fingers.
An involuntary shudder passed through her body. She didn't know whether it was one of pleasure of disgust. Probably a mixture of both. She wasn't sure what it was about being in close proximity with an attractive man, but it made her nervous. Especially since this man had already commented on her features. When he was in her room. When he was only wearing undies.
She gently pressed on the gas as she took a bite of her donut- the one that she'd virtually stolen from Beaux. She smiled as the sweet taste of chocolate danced on her tongue. No matter how much chocolate she ate, she never got tired of the taste.
"So, before you start explaining, I need to know what your name is. Since you already seem to know mine," the teen said, pulling onto a desolate country road that she would drive through to her uncle's house. Her uncle lived smack-dab in the middle of the game reserve that lied beside Rory's own house.
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10:37pm Aug 10 2012
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Ooc:// Bumperz.
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10:36am Aug 11 2012
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Love is all we need~ |
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7:34pm Aug 29 2012
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Ooc:// Bump, woman.
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8:33pm Aug 31 2012
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Ooc:// It has been twenty-five days since you last posted.
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9:24am Sep 16 2012
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Ooc:// Yeah. You said last night that I would wake up to a post. Yeah. I see no post.
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8:03pm Sep 16 2012
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[[ I hate the way these things look when taking them off of Word Works. >> ]]
Beaux watched as Rory reached into the bag, successfully stealing one of his chocolate bars. As her hand made contact with his, he was so caught up in the fact he was touching her to notice her shudder. Though, if he had noticed it, he would have assumed it was a pleasing shudder. Who wouldn't be excited to brush against him? Honestly. What didn’t he have to offer to the opposite sex? Absolutely nothing, that’s what.
A small, guttural growl passed by his lips as he watched Rory take a bite of the chocolate doughnut. Whether the growl was from anger of the fact she stole the doughnut, or the fact he was jealous of the deep fried, chocolate frosted pastry. He came to realize that it was just a combination of both. He would certainly eat the maple bar, but he preferred chocolate. Actually, he would have preferred the ones with the white frosting, but they were all out. Unfortunately.
Beaux ignored her question as he dug into the bag himself. He pulled out the maple bar, saving the best for last, flipped it upside down so the frosting hit his tongue as he took his first bite. Call him weird, and you’d be correct. But he thought himself to be a genius. Hell, he thought of himself as the coolest, most badass, person you’d ever have the privilege of meeting.
“Name's Beaux,” He finally said, one doughnut down. He licked his fingers noisily, making sure he got all the sugar off before he started on his next one. He rubbed his mouth with the back of his hand before starting again. “But you can call me anything you want really: Babe, honey, sexy, lovely, dear, darling, etcetera, etcetera.”
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