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poly_chromatic2012-02-03 07:20 am
socoolbrewster) wrote in poly_chromatic2012-02-03 07:20 am
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{002} well you can come inside but your friends can't come
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[There's a kid prowling the streets at night like he owns them, and the only real difference between this night and any OTHER night is that he kind of looks like everything he ordinarily hates while he's at it. Shoulders thrown back, chin raised, dressed like a prep school kid with a blatant disregard for how the uniform is supposed to be worn and a disaffected stare like he automatically thinks he's the greatest thing since Skyrim was released and you should just accept it already. Oh yeah. It's like he's channeling Mark or something.
Vampire geeks are SO hot right now. It's like...BOTH of the fads that the entertainment industry's trying to monopolize on these days. All in one dangerous, non-sparkly package. HIS APPEAL IS UNIVERSAL.
Unable to keep his distilled sex appeal to himself any longer, Ed finally stops, leans casually against a building and pulls out his phone...thing to share with the world.]
Ladies. I just have two things to tell you.
My name's Edward. And I don't sparkle.
[There's a kid prowling the streets at night like he owns them, and the only real difference between this night and any OTHER night is that he kind of looks like everything he ordinarily hates while he's at it. Shoulders thrown back, chin raised, dressed like a prep school kid with a blatant disregard for how the uniform is supposed to be worn and a disaffected stare like he automatically thinks he's the greatest thing since Skyrim was released and you should just accept it already. Oh yeah. It's like he's channeling Mark or something.
Vampire geeks are SO hot right now. It's like...BOTH of the fads that the entertainment industry's trying to monopolize on these days. All in one dangerous, non-sparkly package. HIS APPEAL IS UNIVERSAL.
Unable to keep his distilled sex appeal to himself any longer, Ed finally stops, leans casually against a building and pulls out his phone...thing to share with the world.]
Ladies. I just have two things to tell you.
My name's Edward. And I don't sparkle.
action: <3
A few moments later and he pushes off the wall to follow, in full-on predatory stalk mode. It's the vampire equivalent of a swagger, apparently.]
Hey.
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[OH GOD CHARLIE WHY]
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[Those heels whut.
Tomorrow? THIS NEVER HAPPENED.]
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Us trying to kill each other would completely mar our appearances. You'd either end up a bloody mess or I'd end up looking like I dove into a pile of soot. So, come on. Lets find a place to show off.
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[But he links arms with her anyway, and off they go! Gonna paint the town red. Or...something.]
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[Yeah. It's totally that.]
So. Where to?
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Honestly? No clue. I just felt like wandering and flaunting. That's okay, right? Oh, hang on. I owe you something.[She turns so she's standing in front of him, stops walking and reaches up to play with his hair.] That's just as fun as I thought it would be.
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[And that hair...thing? That's totally okay too. He's just going to grin like a model or some shit; damn right it's fun.]
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There are apparently parties all over the City tonight. I was invited to one but crashing is much more fun. You should come with me.
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There's a tug of his arm and she starts leading him in some random direction.]
I'll let you sniff out a party since I have no clue where to find the first one.
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He allows himself to be led, and kind of...does this weird triangulating head gesture.]
I don't even know what I'm trying to look for here. Booze? Fun?
[Well, whatever it is he's heading SOMEWHERE.]
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But what do either of them care about the crowd? More people to show off to, which is PERFECT. And, okay. So Charlie's had a Long Island Iced Tea and is even more idiotic in her decisions. This explains why, a few minutes to midnight, she's decided that she and Ed seriously need to dance to whatever slow song is playing.
Because there is nothing insane about dancing with a vampire when they're that sexy. Her shoes are elsewhere. She has no idea where. And it doesn't matter. They were starting to hurt and you can't be in pain and look sexy at the same time.
Ed, there is a Charlie with her arms around your shoulders. That's fine, right?]
action: probably the first 100% happy time this icon has ever been used thus far
It also gives him KILLER access to her neck. Which he is not-so-inconspicuously sniffing while he's got his arms around her.]
action: hee! i love it.
[Still dancing. And surprisingly okay with the room-temperature boy holding her. Oh, the self-loathing that will occur tomorrow.]
So, this has been an interesting day, hmm?
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Are you kidding me? After Twilight and True Blood came out there are currently BILLIONS of girls all over the world who would, no lie, kill for fangs in their neck. It's pathetic, but useful as hell.
[Dance dance
we're falling apart to half timeand he's surprisingly enough not terrible at it. ...Surprising even to him, actually.]Definitely. Not exactly how I was expecting it to wind up?
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[She's playing with his hair again. What? It was fun. She enjoyed it. That's all that matters.
And now, for another reason to hate herself so hard in the morning;]
Well, we should do this again sometime.
[....fffffffff. Less than one minute to Midnight.]
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[If you don't watch out, McGee, he is going to nuzzle you and there will be absolutely nothing you will be able to do about it. So stop.that; it's bad enough he's now going to be able to track you ANYWHERE once he gets back to just wanting to eat you.]
You know, normally I'm not really into this kind of shit? But yeah, I think I could swing that.
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[There is no guarantee she won't enjoy that. McGee. Your--no, you know what, McGee? Keep on playing with his hair and smiling at him. Forget working out your priorities, you idiot. Nothing good can come out of this, but right now McGee is dumb. And Ed is unfairly good-looking.]
Good. Looking forward to it.
[kjdfhajkhfkjhfd. 30 seconds to midnight.]
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[All the sarcastically teasing smirks back, and now? Yeah. Human neck, meet vampire nose, he is SO nuzzling because FFFF YOUR NECK, McGee: he wants it, and THIS IS NOBODY'S FAULT BUT YOURS, MADAM; you were warned.
In under thirty seconds this NEVER HAPPENED anyway, so.]
Damn right.
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[...
in which the mun gives up any desire to see Charlie say or do something smart, here, because clearly this just isn't going to happen today.. And Ed? That nuzzling is unfair. She's enjoying it immensely, hence the soft sigh from the redhead in Eds arms and the way her fingers slow in his hair. Don't do anything stupid. You are way too sexy to set on fire and she's way too pretty to be covered in Vampire Ash. Remember?]action:
...And 3, 2, 1, and now it doesn't really matter anyway. There's another second or so where Ed scrambles to remember exactly wtf is going on, and then his grip tightens on her as he chuckles darkly in amusement and glee at his luck, and fangs scrape against skin because COME ON you can't really expect him NOT to try to take advantage regardless of the warnings, can you?]
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People around them are snapping out of it, too, and hurrying to get home and into other clothes and Charlie's just glaring at Ed. Still in that corset and the rest of the outfit, minus shoes which someone's trying to hand to her. She takes them, still watching Ed and trying to ignore the discomfort just inching its way into her chest. She's going to ignore whatever that is and never think about it again.]
Don't come near me again.
[And with that, she starts off, stealing someone's abandoned jacket and yanking it on, dropping the heels in the nearest trash bin.]
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Ten seconds longer.
[It's almost wistful, almost longing, a greedy puppy always whining after what he can't have; the warmth was nice, even if it started to burn towards the end, and he wonders if her blood's as warm as her skin, or warmer as insides often are.
He'll have her. One day. And if there's something pricking under his own skin like something lost, well. He'll just attribute it to the quick meal run away and go home (another way; as much as he wants to he won't follow her home) and drain as much of his stash as he's got on hand before sleeping the day away.]