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Post by ryderemerson on Jul 16, 2010 20:02:51 GMT -5
Walking across a grassy area, eighteen year old Ryder slowly made his way toward the waterfall. His chocolate brown eyes took in the scene before him causing the small teenager to smile just a little. The waterfall itself was beautiful to watch with the water rolling over the cliff and making a huge splash at the bottom of the pool. Sniffing his pits this morning had proved to the boy that he needed to take a bath, possibly wash his clothes so he would be less smelly. He stared at the crystal clear water, eyeing it nervously and debated how he wanted to go about this. Every time Ryder when to go clean himself, the water was so cold he swore that he was going into shock. Today would be different because the brown haired teen figured that if he eased his way into the water, he would gradually get used to it.
Peeking around, Ryder gently bit down on his lip before nervously tugging on his shorts hoping no one would stumble across him. He always hated bathing with others around, it made him feel much more self-conscious than what he needed. His shorts finally came off and then Ryder worked off his teeshirt, folding up his clothes and setting them neatly on the edge of the water. As of late, the teenager tended to walk around barefoot because he liked that sort of newfound freedom that came without being constricted in so much clothing. Turning his head quickly, he let his brown eyes scan over the area once more, double checking that no one was nearby. Finally feeling safe, the boy took off his boxers and sat down on the edge of the pool, his feet sinking into the cold water causing the small teen to shiver.
Eventually he slid further in until the boy was in a position that he could properly wash himself. Ryder stood up, the water level hitting just above his stomach as the eighteen year old continued to wash himself. Of course the teen needed to wash his hair, but still, did he really want to dunk his head under the water? A soft sigh escaped his lips, scooping up water and poured it over his back, shivering at the feeling. Gah, screw it. Taking a deep breath he plunged himself underwater, struggling to wash his hair before the young boy ran out of air. Ryder surface quickly, hugging himself tightly desperately wanting to warm himself up. “S-so... cold.” He whimpered softly, wanting to get out of the water, but still not entirely cleaned up.
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Post by Zihao Hsu on Jul 20, 2010 9:46:22 GMT -5
If there was one thing on this forsaken hell they called Earth that Zihao loved, it was spying on Ryder Emerson as he took a bath in the pool. Never mind that it was creepy. Since when did Zihao give a flying rats ass about those kinds of things? Ever since meeting Ryder on the island a few days ago, Zihao had taken an instant liking to him. Well, if one could call this a liking. Zihao liked Ryder as much as it was possible for a sociopath to like someone. Really, all in all, the boy seemed like he would be fairly easy to manipulate.
Normally, Zihao would just take what he wanted from someone and not worry about their emotions or desires. It was the way of a sociopath, though a lot of sociopaths didn't realize what they were. Zihao had been smart enough to figure out that he had this lack of emotional capacity, and he was also smart enough to figure out that sometimes he had to pretend that he was capable of these things in order to get long term results. Ryder was one of those realizations. Zihao had been bored on this Earth for several years now, and he wanted a long term toy. In order to have a toy, he had to gain said toy's trust.
So the first few days Zihao had spent pretty much attempting to woo the boy. It was awkward for him to say the least, because all of his romantic skills were things that didn't come natural to him. They were skills he's acquired by watching the way other people interacted with each other. Sometimes Zihao found it flat out impossible to say certain things or act a certain way, but all in all he felt like he was generally succeeding in making Ryder like him.
Really, that was all Zihao cared about. As long as Ryder liked him and Zihao was able to get to the boy to the point where he kept coming back no matter what happened, he could do pretty much anything. It was an exhilarating feeling, knowing that if he played his cards right that he could do what he wanted. Zihao was the kind of daimon that got off on watching other people writhe in both emotional and physical pain. The reason that he was banned to Earth in the first place was pretty violent in itself.
So here Zihao was, standing at the edge of the thick forest, dark eyes fixated upon the small shivering boy who was wading in the water. Zihao could tell he was cold, and this caused a small smirk to slip upon his lips. Without bothering to move into view, his honey coated voice floated out to the boy. "Why don't you let me warm you up, then?"
NOTES !: Creepy Zihao is creepy. OUTFIT !: outfit MUSE !: how’s the muse? CREDITS !:Lryics are from Break Your Little Heart by All Time Low. This thread template was made by brittasaurx3 from CAUTION! 2.0. Take this credit off and I will hunt you down and unleash a force of rabid ninja turtles on your family and tie you down in my basement. KTHXBAI.
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