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Post by Hotaru Hiro Sohyun on Nov 22, 2012 22:54:44 GMT -5
She should probably be sleeping. That thought whispered in her mind for the tenth time tonight as Hotaru walked through the cemetery. And for the tenth time, she pushed it away. She wasn't even tired. Besides, she loved coming here. Taru smiled as she trailed her fingertips over the top of a grave stone, her honey-brown eyes looking down to watch the movement of her skin over the rough concrete. Cemeteries always calmed her. Something about being the only one living amongst a bunch of the dead, she supposed. Tonight, she needed to be the only one living. Taru couldn't stand being in the castle, surroundes by so many other.... people! She shuddered as she thought the word. Especially one person in particular...... An image of the red headed male flashed through her mind, causing a delicious shiver to go through her body. Taru stopped walking and glared at nothing in particular. No. Now was not the time to allow herself to be distracted by a man with a pretty body. Or gorgeous grey eyes.... And that delicious red-orange line of hair disappearing into his.... "No!" Taru startled herself at her own sudden shout. She growled in frustration and looked down at the grave stone. A sudden smirk curved her lips. "Well, well....Sara.... Don't you bring back memories?" She whispered the words instinctively, by nature cautious of being overheard.
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Post by Shilo Davis Michaels on Nov 22, 2012 23:43:11 GMT -5
Hilo gulped down on his energy drink, small amounts of the liquid making their way to the corners of his mouth before falling over his cheeks. He could feel the drink kick, causing him to smile. What a great night it was. The stars were twinkling down at him, high above the walls of Eden Manor. The tall, un-climbable walls of this god forsaken place. A sigh came from his pale pink lips as he watched the night. So quiet. But away from everyone else. Especially the Liars. His hand squeezed the can; if he had to hear another tall tale from another Liar's mouth, he would kill. For real this time. His shirtless body bent as he laid across the tree branch in the cemetery yawning. He really didn't want to sleep but he wasn't sure if this drink was going to help. The effects seem to be wearing off way too quickly. His eyes drooped, closing briefly before he heard a voice. "Well, well....Sara.... Don't you bring back memories?" Hilo turned around on the branch again, seeing the dark haired Asian girl. WELL..... Wasn't this a surprise. Great timing too. Hilo dropped the can and jumped down, quietly making his way towards her. Once behind her, he wrapped his arms around her, arms under her breasts and bit her neck. "Hello sexy," he said, "Why's something so beautiful in a place so ugly?"
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Post by Hotaru Hiro Sohyun on Nov 23, 2012 0:14:08 GMT -5
Her head snapped up at the sound of sonething hitting the ground behind her. It sounded light.... Had a bird just died and fallen to the ground or somethi--- The thought was cut off when a pair of masculine arms went around her. Her body tensed, a cry of surprise and...aomething she couldn't describe escaping qhen the male bit her neck. Her eyes widened even more wgeb he spoke. That voice... in less time it took for her to blink, Taru spun around and kicked his legs out from under him, folliwing him to the ground. She held the point of one of her switchblades to his throat, pulled seemingly out of no where on the way down. Taru leaned over him, her narrowed eyes glaring into his. " Never, EVER, do that again.....!"
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Post by Shilo Davis Michaels on Nov 23, 2012 0:45:55 GMT -5
The surprise that Hotaru exhumed was great. He hadn't been able to make her jump yet but this was worth it. Then as quickly as he was behind her, he was on the ground, a knife at his throat. "Never, EVER, do that again.....!" she shouted at him. He held up his hands, eyebrows raising as he looked up at her. "Don't ever surprise you again. Got it," he said, pushing the knife away lightly. He sat up now, standing and pushing her off him. "So what are you doing here in this dead place?" he asked, leaning on grave.
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Post by Hotaru Hiro Sohyun on Nov 23, 2012 1:02:26 GMT -5
A huff escaped her when he pushed her aside; she quickly let go of her switchblade before she landed on it. Her brows furrowed in a glare that she pointed at him as she lifted herself up onto her knees. She chose to ignore the fact that she was in front of him and being on her knees put her head level with his crotch. Cocky bastard. " I like cemeteries." She reached back and felt behind her on the ground for her switchble. She found it and, after closing it, slid the weapon into the front right pocket of her jeans. Then she crossed her arms under her breasts and looked up at him. "What are you doing her? Don't you need your beauty sleep?"
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Post by Shilo Davis Michaels on Nov 23, 2012 10:57:46 GMT -5
She may have wanted to ignore it but he smirked when he saw how close she was to his crotch. It ignited his hidden friend some at how close she was before he was able to put the thought from his mind. Temporarily. "I like cemeteries," was her response as she gave him the eye, daring him to say anything unpleasant. At this angle, she'd probably go for his manhood, chop it straight off. The thought of that kind of pain was....... strangely arousing. Then again with it cut straight off, there'd be a lot of things he'd never do again. "What are you doing her? Don't you need your beauty sleep?" Hotaru asked. Hilo licked his teeth, giving a smug smile, "I have a whole ritual for it. Doesn't work though if I don't have a body next to mine in bed though."
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Post by Hotaru Hiro Sohyun on Nov 23, 2012 11:08:23 GMT -5
At his answer, Hotaru just stared at him blankly. So. He wanted sex, huh? Taru let her honey brown eyes run over his form. He was at least pleasing to look at... An image of the first time she had seen him flashed through her mind; shirtless and yummy looking. Hotaru glared at him, both of her hands balling into fists at her side. "Not a chance, Pretty Boy." She stood up and, with a last look at the name on the grave stone that he was sitting on, turned on her heel and began to walk away from him. She needed at least a little bit of distance between them, before she did something stupid. Like tackle his sexy ass off of that gravestone and jump his bones right here in the cemetery. That thought caused her to trip over her own feet and fall; she barely caught herself on her hands before she face-planted another gravestone. "Gae-se-ki!!!" She gasped in pain as the rough concrete scraped her hands.
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Post by Shilo Davis Michaels on Nov 23, 2012 11:45:01 GMT -5
At his comment, her eyes, delicious honey-brown, ran over his body. He smirked, puffing his chest a little like a male peacock would. She seemed to like what she saw. Broad chest, rock hard abs, the rust red happy trail down his stomach to his slacks. "Not a chance Pretty Boy," she answered, turning away and walking. Not a chance? There was always a chance. Afterall, no one could say no to this very long. He leaned off the gravestone to follow, only to watch as she fell, hitting into another gravestone. Hilo walked over as she was getting up, grabbing her by her waist and setting her on her feet. "That looked like it hurt a lot," he said, moving a couple steps back, "You should be more careful." He smirked, "Thinking about me and walking is especially dangerous."
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Post by Hotaru Hiro Sohyun on Nov 23, 2012 11:52:49 GMT -5
"Thinking about you?" She spun around and glared at him. Taru was, for once, grateful that it was dark and that he couldn't see that blush that spread across her cheeks. How the hell had he known what she had been thinking?! She narrowed her eyes at him, forcing those thoughts to the back of her mind. She curled her fingers into her palms, welcoming the sharp sting from the scrapes. "You're a conceited bastard. Did you know that?" With that she spun on her heel again and, careful to not trip over herself or anything else, began to walk through the grave stones again. Her waist seemed to throb where is hands had touched it. Taru tightened her fists, hissing at the pain. "Stop it..." She whispered the words to herself. She didn't have time for this. Not now. Now ever.
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Post by Shilo Davis Michaels on Nov 23, 2012 12:01:27 GMT -5
"Thinking about you?" "You're a conceited bastard. Did you know that?" He'd just been kidding about her thinking about him but by her reaction, she actually had been when she fell. Well what do you know? It was dangerous to think about him while walking. Hilo followed after, not letting her out of his sight. "I've been told that many many times," he replied, "It's nothing new. But who can help being conceited when they look as good as I do?" All the working out had paid off, both the actual working out and the assaults he'd done in the past years before coming to Eden. "So what is it about me that you don't like? Besides my being a conceited bastard?" he said, stepping in front of her.
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Post by Hotaru Hiro Sohyun on Nov 23, 2012 12:12:03 GMT -5
Hotaru rolled her eyes as he continued talking. God, such a very, very conceited bastard. She decided to just ignore him and keep walking. And then she bumped right into his chest; his rock hard, warm chest. Taru gasped and quickly back pedaled, stepping back a few feet. Her honey brown eyes narrowed to slits as she glared up at him. "Basically? Everything." Taru crossed her arms again and cocked her hips to the side. A pose she knew showed off her curves just right. One of the sleeves of her off-the-shoulder sweater slipped a little more and showed the corner of her lacy bra, which she didn't bother to fix. If he could be conceited about his sexy body, so could she. Hotaru smirked at him, tilting her head a little to the side.
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Post by Shilo Davis Michaels on Nov 23, 2012 19:56:37 GMT -5
Hilo's eyes took a trip down Hotaru's firm and slim body. If he was conceited about himself, she was the same. Her hand filling breasts were staring up at him, beckoning to be touched. His tongue ran smoothly across his teeth and he looked into her honey brown eyes with his grey lustful ones. "Everything huh?" he replied, taking a dangerous step forward, "You do know that all men are conceited right? It's not just me love. Any man you meet will be conceited to some degree." Well not every man..... Shilo, now that he thought about it, was a little bitch with low self esteem and no style. "Maybe you should give us a chance. Afterall, you are the only good-looking girl here. I mean besides the Liar. But Liars make me sick......"
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Post by Hotaru Hiro Sohyun on Nov 23, 2012 22:35:32 GMT -5
A slight thrill went through her as she watched his eyes run over her body. Damn, but those eyes were gorgeous... Taru shook her head, once again attempting to banish thoughts like that from her mind. She quickly took a step back as he stepped forward. She tried to make it look like she wasn't retreating, but she had a feeling that she failed. Either way, she grinned at him. "I don't know....That particular Liar is kinda bangable..." She winked as ahe said it, tilting her head to the side. Truthfully, Taru hated the girl that she was forced to share a room with, and not just because she'd been dubbed a liar. But even Taru had to admit that the girl was some sweet eyecandy. Taru's smirk grew just a little, thinking it was probably due to Avalon's red hair. Her eyes were drawn to Hilo's spiky gingerness, causing her to bite the inside of her cheek before she reached out and touched it.
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Post by Shilo Davis Michaels on Nov 24, 2012 12:42:58 GMT -5
Hilo's ginger brows rose as she took a step back, retreating from him. Come now, he was a violent but he could be gentle. "I don't know....That particular Liar is kinda bangable..." she replied to him, smiling. Well yeah, she was a pretty face. He thought about it. "Well if I gag her, put a bag over her head and totally forget how annoying she is, then yes I guess I could. But that sounds like more work then the mirror," he answered, grinning. Avalon had a nice bunch of red hair on her head which if anything, being a ginger made him hate her less. His thoughts were wrapped around now the Liar that he didn't notice until it happened. Hotaru had come forward to touch his hair. He looked down at her, raising a brow. "You like red hair?" he asked, then smirked, "Is that why she's bangable?"
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Post by Hotaru Hiro Sohyun on Nov 24, 2012 16:15:21 GMT -5
Hotaru started to shift from foot to foot as he finally seemed to go quiet. She didn't know how much time had passed, seconds or minutes, but soon she was feeling a little bit restless. Her honey brown eyes kept being drawn to his hair, instantly causing the same shirtless image of him to flash through her mind each time. She found herself wanting to know just exactly where that happy trail led to. Her blush darkened a little, making her cheeks burn. Almost subconsciously, Taru took a half step forward, her hand reaching up to his hair. "You like red hair?" His sudden question made her gasp, jumping back. She instantly shoved her hands into her pockets, ignoring the fact that the action made her wrists push her sweater up, showing a strip of golden stomach. "I...No!" If her voice was a little louder than it had been, she hardly cared. She masked her embarrassment with a glare, shaking her head. Her own reddish-brown hair swayed back and forth with the action. "She's bangable because she's hot. The end."
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