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Post by Dr. Amelia Vale on Aug 9, 2010 1:34:08 GMT -5
Amelia took a long drag from her cigarette as she looked out at the cold sea. She had finished her secretary duties for the day, but still had her own research to go over before she could truly relax. 'At least I'll have a few cigarettes before I get back to work' she thought, exhaling some smoke. This job was more exhausting than what she imagined it would be, doing research for the team and doing grunt work. 'Anything beats working at that god forsaken diner' she thought, taking another drag.
No matter how much her boss dumped on her, she would do it, after all she owed much to that man. Though many people would whisper how she was sleeping with him, nothing could be further from the truth. True, she cared about him, but as a savior in a way. He kept her from becoming like many of her colleagues. 'Drowning in debt and working in low wage jobs' she thought, taking another drag.
She'd always remain grateful to him for that even if he was unstable in the mental department with her for the most part being the target of his outbursts however it was the only way to keep the team together. 'If they realized how bad it's getting, we'd be screwed' she thought as she continued to take another drag. Her mind went back to the rumors about her sleeping with Dr. Mudo. 'Just because I happen to be pretty, doesn't mean I fucked my way to the top? Is it so hard that someone can look like me and be intelligent' the thought causing her to frown as she exhaled some smoke.
Though she didn't let it show, it bothered her since she was exposed to the same line of thought on her campus when she was in school. Sure, she had her flings in college but it was mostly to get it out of her system. 'My dreams and goals are more important than pleasures of the flesh' she though, putting out her cigarette, unaware another was approaching her.
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Post by ECHO WHITE on Aug 10, 2010 0:28:38 GMT -5
He was starting to wonder why he had wished to be on this land
like his siblings had been all this time. That little blond bitch,
whats-its-fucking-face, was the welcoming party since that was
the witch that had summoned him. Asmodeus was not so
clueless to that but it didn't mean he had to like it, not one bit.
Hopefully he would run along the witch any time soon and he
could escape and cause a bit of that "chaos" that the other had
spoken about. The idea wasn't half bad and he was curious
about the others that roamed this place other then his siblings,
mortals were always much easier to play than one of the others.
His bare feet sunk into the sand with each step as he made a
little exploration of the island, curious as to what was really here.
That's how his eyes caught sight of that blond with that cigarette
stuck between those fingers. Now, that was a blond and not the
wretched witch. She was definitely his type as in she was
moving, though the opposite hadn't stopped him before.
"Now that cigarette can't possibly be good for your health miss,"
that trademark smile of his on his face as he made his way closer
and closer to were she sat watching the waters. Make Love Not War
More Stellar Than Stars Wars Tag: Miss Amelia Vale
Notes: Blond fascination?
Music: Money and Hoes - BOTDF! |
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Post by Dr. Amelia Vale on Aug 10, 2010 0:52:32 GMT -5
When Amelia heard a new voice, she turned to see who it was. 'So, is that how the kids are dressing now a days?' she thought to herself as she eyed him up and down. "Aren't you a little young to be telling me what to do, sugar?" she said with some sarcasm, taking another from her pack, and placing it between her lips. She took a Zippo lighter and inhaled before exhaling. "Even if you weren't younger, I don't recall you being my father" she muttered, pocketing the lighter in her jacket.
He was a strange one to say the least. She wasn't able to get out of the lab much with her workload, but she was asked to check the traps, and make sure they were set to spring when they caught their prey. 'Lilith, you may have escaped for now, but we will get you' she thought to herself. "Name's Amelia by the way, and may I ask for yours?" she asked.
She may be a bit cold and biting at times, but that didn't mean she didn't lose common courtesy like introducing yourself to someone you meet. "So, what brings you to this place? It seems pretty quiet" she said, trying to make some conversation no matter who banal it was. 'It beats sitting in silence' she thought to herself, 'not to mention any company is better than that of my colleagues.' It's not that she hated them, it was just that one can only talk about work so much.
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Post by ECHO WHITE on Aug 10, 2010 2:14:37 GMT -5
His tongue played with the metal going through his lip, clicking
against his teeth, as he heard her words laced with the sarcasm
he so enjoyed. Now, looking at her even more as he got closer
she was definitely a developed, for a human at least. She was
now definitely on his list which wasn't that exclusive of a list but
she was much higher than many which was a compliment by his
standards.
"Maybe I just look young because I'm not burning my life away,"
he said with a tone of his own sitting down next to her only in
the opposite direction, refusing to look out into the waters. His
arms laying over his propped up knees as he watched her more
with curiosity than anything else as he played with that metal on
his lip one again. Her father? What? Maybe he should actually
pay more attention to what she actually said then looking at her
while that metal softly clicked against his teeth. Ah well, she was
talking enough for him so he didn't feel compelled to reply or
comment on every sentence she spoke.
His hand slipping from his knee as his fingers traced in the sand
in the narrow space between them when she asked his
name. "Echo," he replied with only one word which was unusual
even if the girl was speaking as she was. He was not one to not
go unheard. "Quiet?" he looked at her as if she were an
idiot, "You must not know what you're talking about. There are
enough fools on this island to start making their own fucked up
little town." He had replied though not to the actual question,
avoiding it completely. This Amelia girl, well that's all he really
knew about her, she was a girl or rather woman and she was
named Amelia. Why should he give out his life story to her if she
couldn't say hers first? It would be a lie anyways since most
mortals didn't take it so well finding out they were talking to
Asmodeus, the lust, and not some odd college aged kid. Slash Gash Terror Whore
I Like You Better On The Floor Tag: The Lovely Dr. Vale
Notes:
Music: Blood on the Dance Floor - BOTDF! |
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Post by Dr. Amelia Vale on Aug 10, 2010 3:02:43 GMT -5
"Let's just say, I haven't been in town" she said, "and life's short not to enjoy things you like, I just happen to like smoking. It's relaxing even if it'll kill me one day." It irritated her that this little punk spoke to her in such a way, and normally she'd be a bit more biting, but she didn't want to put the effort into it. As she took a drag from her cigarette, she took notice that he was eying in her in a way she hadn't been eyed in a long time.
"Is something wrong? Never seen a grown woman before" she asked, exhaling some smoke. Ok, so perhaps she did have some snark in her to get that one out, but still, she was unnerved by the look in his eyes. "Look Echo was it, I don't know why you're eying me like that, but it's pretty fucking creepy" she said, getting straight to the point.
She really had no time to deal with anyone's lust least of all a person who she barely knew. It was true she was more than used to people looking at her like she was a piece of prime rib as if they were hungry dogs, but if caught anyone staring, she would let them have it. 'It's bad enough I'm judged solely by my looks in my work place the last thing I need is some little punk...' but before she could finish her thought, she gave him another look. He seemed different from kids his age. True, he looked the part, but it was almost as if he had an old soul. 'Let's continue with this for a while. This guy although seeming like a normal kid defiantly is more' she thought, giving him one more glance before taking another drag.
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Post by ECHO WHITE on Aug 10, 2010 23:59:49 GMT -5
Enjoy things you like. He couldn't laugh right there at the
comment, if only she knew his fun. It was much better than any
tobacco product, in his opinion. "You don't have to be here very
long to realize how fucked up this place is," he replied looking at
her trying to figure out how she hadn't figured that out yet, "Far
from the common and ordinary." He played with that metal still
the metal clicking against his teeth. Sure, that was bad for the
health of his teeth but he really didn't care because he still
preferred his real ones to these squarish ones.
He waved his hand front of his face with a very obvious
over dramatized fake cough as the smoke escaped from her lips.
Ah damn, her lips, he shouldn't have focused into something like
that. He had to distract himself from that and the smoking would
work. Sure smoking had never stopped him before, but seriously
it was not the best taste in one's mouth when filled with lust.
Then she was talking again, so many questions. He laughed, so
not only was he creepy but fucking creepy. "So I can't
look at you?" he asked raising a curious eyebrow, "Is that
something else I'm too young to do ?"
Click. Click. Click. The silver metal spoke out every time it met
against those teeth of his so that not even the silence was
completely silent. Asmodeus wanted to see how this would play
out, this woman in front of him had surely some remarks that she
would want to say under the impression that he was too young
or something laughable like that.
Do you like my sexy hair?
I'm seriously not wearing any underwear Tag:That pretty blond doctor
Notes: Lust will be Lust
Music: S my D -BOTDF! |
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Post by Dr. Amelia Vale on Aug 11, 2010 1:46:53 GMT -5
"Well I suppose it's alright to look, but touching is off limits" she said with a smirk, "you're a little young to handle someone like me." She wasn't sure what possessed her to tease the kid in the way she was, but she couldn't help but find some enjoyability in in. She put out her cigarette, and looked back out to the ocean, allowing her olive green jacket to slide of her petite shoulders which were adorned with the thin black straps of her tank top.
Yep, though he may act like anyone his age, completely ruled by hormones and thoughts of sex, but she could defiantly feel something more there laying beneath the surface, it'd just be a matter of finding a way to draw it out.
"You really enjoy playing with those piercings" she chuckled. 'Those crazy kids and their piercings' she thought, tracing some patterns in the sand with her long fingers. As she toyed with the sand, a wicked idea popped in her head. Perhaps she would conduct a little experiment albeit a very informal one. "This jacket is pretty uncomfortable" she muttered, finally tossing it off to reveal the tank she was sporting was a tad on the low cut size. It wasn't that she meant for it to be, but finding a modest top with her bust size is rather hard.
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Post by ECHO WHITE on Aug 12, 2010 2:21:32 GMT -5
It took quite a bit of restraint, the bit he actually had, to not shed
this fake skin and attack the woman right there. Who the fuck
was she to tell him what he could and could not do? Sure this
skin made him Echo but truly he was Asmodeus, Lust of the
seven, and no amount of cover up was going to hide that. "I
can't touch?"his voice surprisingly different
from his inner voice"What, not good enough for you?"
still raging, Sure his words
were still sounding calm but the meaning far from calm. He was
Lust god dammit this bitch, he was not be fucking denied.
He was so close to raping the woman and then ripping her
fucking head off in the end, Wrath would probably be so happy
with the second part if he actually went through with it and he
was pretty damn close. Thats when she spoke again, remarking
about his piercings which he had finally stopped clicking since his
anger had distracted him so much. He didn't say anything, not
trusting his mouth then because he was quite positive that
his next actions would make his sibling quite pleased.
Then she did something that would have made any teenage
boy's insides burn with desire and well...Lust, right now Echo
was the same way. OK, staring was an understatement. Why did
this woman have to be such a fucking bitch though? Damn, fuck,
bitch, whore, but damn he was Lust and he couldn't deny that or
say a single word for that matter. They Would love to See Me Fall
Because I have it All Tag: Dr. Vale
Notes: Ohh, pissy Lust
Music: Success is the Best Revenge - BOTDF! |
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Post by Dr. Amelia Vale on Aug 12, 2010 3:32:11 GMT -5
"Not good enough isn't the right words. You're cute and everything, but I'm a working woman who even if she gets the desire to be touched tends to like to play with men or perhaps women her own age" she said, running a slender finger down his cheek. This was very amusing to her, seeing an obvious fire burning in his eyes as he stared intently at her. 'Let's how much more control he has' she thought, a wicked smirk forming on her lips.
"Judging by the way you were looking at me, I'll believe it's safe to assume your enjoying the view" she said with a bit of a soft chuckle. This was the first time in a while she's had some fun though albeit this is at another person's expense.
Yet how could she resist when this young man was making it far too easy for her to do so. "Besides sugar, men of my age tend to have more experience and prowess in the bedroom than one of your age" she continued. She knew that she was defiantly pushing some buttons of his whether he meant for it to be obvious or not. She scooted a bit close to him, that wick smirked still plastered on her lips. "However, I might reconsider things if you prove that age is nothing, but a number and that you have the prowess of someone older we can have some fun" she said, wondering how he'd react to that.
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Post by ECHO WHITE on Aug 13, 2010 15:12:11 GMT -5
He smacked her hand away, like he was going to let her talk to
him like that and then be able to touch him. The only day that
would happen would be the day he died and that was nowhere
in sight. This woman was just so infuriating, she was talking
down to him on his best quality. He was bloody fucking
Asmodeus, the sin that she had committed so many times before
and now she was denying the actual physical sin.
Asmodeus couldn't just sit there and continue to be a
normal "kid", as she thought of him, it just wasn't working for
him. Whats more he couldn't stand sitting next to her, a growl
erupted out of his throat with a tone no human could create a he
bent his head back. A few bright strands of lightning ran through
the clouds over the water, reacting to his cry, though none ever
struck.
He stood up now looking down at the woman, the woman that
had caused him so much anger in such a short period of time.
Echo bent down so that his face was now in hers, "Men of your
age are all just scared little children." His eyes now locked with
hers no longer trying to explore her body with them since she
had lost that privilege. Coming Like A Freight Train
Painting Walls With Your Brains
Tag:Amelia
Notes: REALLY pissy Echo
Music:Loose Control - BOTDF! |
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Post by Dr. Amelia Vale on Aug 17, 2010 2:11:27 GMT -5
"Quite the petulant child, being angry because what you want is out of your reach yet so close" she said with a smirk staring right back into his eyes, not afraid of his growl or the lightening that came from nowhere though she did notice it. 'Perhaps this boy isn't entirely human' she thought to herself. "I beg to differ dearest" she said frankly, standing up with her jacket in hand. With this interesting discovery that there could be something more to this person, she had to get back to the lab right away to speak with her colleagues and boss about this.
"As fun as this has been, I have business to attend to, perhaps next time you'll get lucky" she said with a soft chuckle. She knew that if she pushed her luck too far, he'd kill her or at least that's the impression she was getting. Best to leave before he decided to really unleash some anger. She dusted off her pants, slid on her jacket, heading towards the woods.
Once she was sure she was out of his sight range, she opened up a hidden door to the lab, quickly closing it, and ducking in before anyone could notice that there was a door there. 'What an interesting specimen. Whatever he is, he could prove to be useful' she thought as she walked down the halls to her quarters to get some much needed rest.
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