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Post by Melody (Juliet) Rose on Jul 8, 2008 21:24:25 GMT -5
[shadow=red,left,300]Melody turned as the boy talking to Ezra decided to talk to her. She listened and turned kindly as he introduced himself and said "Hi, I'm Melody." Smiling one of her famous sweet smiles. "And yea,I do." As he turned back as Ezra walked back over she returned to standing alone. Finally getting up to help a women who's legging had apparently gotten stuck on the side of the large bar counter. As she untangled it a man called from the other end. Melody waited to see if maybe Ezra would help as she helped the women who was apparently freaking out over nothing yelling at her "Hurry up!"Melody growled and just ripped the leggings "There." She said coldly, the women scoffing and stomping off. Melody rolled her eyes and took her position again, leaning with her waist on the counter. Playing with the ends of her hair as usual. [/shadow]
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Post by sammii knowell on Jul 8, 2008 21:44:41 GMT -5
[/b]" Sammii said. When Ezra came back, Sammii gave another small smile, " 'Scuse me," he said politely, turning back to his friend. Sammii chuckled at the bow Ezra gave. The Demon was very odd, but funny all the same. He heard the other start to reply. 'Not true.' Sammii opened his mouth to try and disagree before deciding against it and letting the other boy finish his talking. Okay, his words proved to be true--he was able to have Ezra leave him alone when the Demon was working... When Sammii didn't come here, that was. Now it seemed like he was persuing the other boy. Or maybe stalking him. Either way, if Sammii could just stay away from The Secret while Ezra was working, he'd have some time alone. 'I make fun of you for other things, too.' Oh yeah, that made him feel so much better... " Oh yeah, thanks," Sammii replied, staring at the Demon with another slight pout on his lips. His arms fell across his chest again. " Glad to know you're flattered by that," Sammii said, glaring at the Demon again. He was trying his hardest not to go off on another rant. He did that too often. But we'd see how that went.[/color][/ul][/size]
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ezra hart
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Post by ezra hart on Jul 8, 2008 22:06:36 GMT -5
“I can’t help it if you’re a social-freakshow,” he replied with a wink. He could feel it already: he was going to get in serious trouble with the comments he was making. “You make the moves, I just call ‘em.” He grinned, glad to see that he was hitting a nerve with the poor boy. Ah, the wonders of picking on people. Suddenly he was so overwhelmingly glad that he hadn’t been born an angel. I mean, where’s the fun in that? He’d be nice all the time and wouldn’t get away with half the shit he did now, his excuse for that being that he’s “a demon and it’s in his nature”. Plus, angels are beautiful, but demons are drop-dead sexy. He wasn’t looking for an ever-lasting love any time soon, so sexy was all he needed. Snickering as the pout and glare reappeared, he nodded in acknowledgment. “Glad to see you take it so well,” he countered.
Upon hearing the yelling, he looked over to see a man at the other end of the bar yelling his head off about something. He could wait, couldn’t he? Melody appeared to be at the exact opposite end, helping a woman free herself from the part of the counter she was stuck on. Double sigh, he’d have to take care of him. It could wait a moment, couldn’t it? He was talking. Opening his mouth to say something, Ezra halted as the man yelled something obnoxiously loud again. He turned to look at him just as a bottle came hurtling at his head. “JESUS CHRIST!” he shouted, ducking as the glass crashed behind him. He resurfaced moments later, wiping drops of alcohol off his face. “DUDE, TAKE A FUCKING CHILL PILL.” Blinking, he looked over at the dripping liquid on the counter and wall and at the glass everywhere. “Shit. I’ll have to clean that,” he muttered to himself before looking up at Sammii, flashing a smile. “Hold on a moment.”
Trudging over to the man who had thrown the bottle, who hiccupped stupidly and drawled on about something or other that wasn’t even remotely important to Ezra, he grabbed the front of the man’s jacket and began to drag him out the back door. He didn’t need magic for this.
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Melody (Juliet) Rose
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Post by Melody (Juliet) Rose on Jul 8, 2008 22:26:21 GMT -5
[shadow=red,left,300]Melody growled as she heard Ezra tease the boy who had been so nice to her. She shot Sammii a sympathetic look. Watching Ezra walk off. Glad that he would do it, instead of her. Suddenly a large glass bottle spiraled past his head and near her as Melody shrieked and dodged. Slowly standing up and muttering "What the fuck." Looking around and sighing. Grabbing a broom and sweeping up the glass. Watching Ezra drag the man outside as she followed with a growl. Staring down at the man that was amazingly drunk as she held back from giving him a burn from the size of Texas. She did help make it rain so the man would be soaking by the time he was left outside. Melody walked back inside and picked up the glass with a piece of curbed cardboard. Throwing it out as she sighed. [/shadow]
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Post by sammii knowell on Jul 9, 2008 11:39:57 GMT -5
[/i]?! " I am not a social-freakshow!" Sammii claimed angrily. His grip on the edge of the table tightened slightly. Damnit, he really hated Ezra. If he could could just sink his fangs into... then we'd see who was laughing... Sammii shook his head slightly to brush away the thought. He'd never be able to actually kill anyone anyway, no matter how much he'd like to. Sammii glanced over to Melody, noticing the sympathetic look she gave him. And now everyone was feeling bad for him too?! This was just horrible. Sammii just gave Melody a little shrug, as though Ezra's teasing was perfectly fine with him. Well, wasn't like it didn't happen every day anyway, right? " I'm going to fucking kill you one day..." Sammii muttered through clenched teeth, looking up at the Demon. The Werewolf watched as a bottle came hurtling towards Ezra's head, crashing into the wall beyond. He knew Ezra would start flipping out now. And he was right, the Demon started shouting at the drunk that had thrown the glass. A smile and a 'hold on a moment' and Ezra was leaving to drag the dude out of the bar. Sammii sat back in his chair again. Should he wait? He could easily leave right now, if he wanted to. A sigh left his lips, so why was he still just sitting here to get picked on some more when the Demon got back? Why he bothered waiting for Ezra to get back was something he'd never been able to understand how ever long he thought about it.[/color][/ul][/size]
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ezra hart
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Post by ezra hart on Jul 9, 2008 12:47:51 GMT -5
“I'm going to fucking kill you one day...”
As if he could. “I look forward to the challenge,” he assured the boy as he dragged the man out, who was fruitlessly trying to punch him in the eye. Melody following after him, he focused on getting the man outside. He was putting up a hell of a fight for a half-conscious soul, and after getting cut on the cheek by a shard of glass that the man had somehow managed to lift off of the ground earlier, he finally dragged him outside. Melody, he knew, was right behind him; Ezra watched as the intensity of the rain increased while he threw the man out of the bar. He rolled into the mud, coughing and shuddering slightly. There was something wrong about the bartenders, something different. He knew, and he would be back later. The man groaned, stood up, and said something in incomprehensible English before stalking off into the night. At least that’s over, Ezra thought, scratching the back of his neck as he stood outside. He still had to face the Sammii-monster, which was much worse, in his opinion. Upon realizing that he was standing in the pouring rain and was now soaked, he sighed and re-entered The Secret through the back door.
Brushing some of the wet hair that clung to his face out of his line of vision, he trudged into the room, searching for the shards of broken glass that had crashed somewhere near Sammii. Oh, so Mel had taken care of the glass. Well. He muttered a barely audible “thanks” and, walking over to the girl, asked, “You mind drying me off?” He added in his mind, Because it’s your fault I’m wet? Okay, so maybe he hadn’t known her name (what’s in a name, really?), but he wasn’t blind. He’d seen her over the past few weeks using bits and pieces of magyck. She probably thought that it had gone unnoticed—when it was kind of hard to miss pieces of paper going up in flame. He figured that maybe she could just warm him up a bit? Or he could go dig through the towels that they had there, praying that one of them was somewhat sanitary. His attention was quickly drawn to the fact that Sammii was still sitting at the bar. It must have been his lucky day. He caught himself before he said something stupid like “What, are you stuck or something?” and scared the kid off. Ezra was sure that the werewolf was pissed as hell at him, as usual.
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Melody (Juliet) Rose
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Post by Melody (Juliet) Rose on Jul 9, 2008 19:41:26 GMT -5
[shadow=red,left,300]Melody sighed as she continued reading. Thinking about the book and analyzing it quietly. Her hair falling in a near vail around her face. Making it hard to read. She turned her head as Ezra asked something
“You mind drying me off?”
Melody sighed. So her efforts in hiding her 'problems' as she referred to them weren't successful either that or this guy was a total slut. Shit. She sighed and nodded. She realized that the floor was tile. She sighed again and shot a few flames down at the tile. Eventually if anything making him a bit warmer. She might not be very friendly, but she felt bad. Barely. She turned around and handed him a towel. Turning back to her work. The towel was semi clean. She supposed. It was better then being soaking. She said "You're welcome." Walking off into the back room again with an arm full of empty mugs.[/shadow]
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Post by sammii knowell on Jul 9, 2008 20:04:10 GMT -5
[/i] Sammii shot Ezra a sarcastic look. Sammii was sure, if he was maybe in his wolf form, he'd stand a chance against the demon. But he knew that in his "human" form, he really stood no chance. Ezra was just plain-out more muscular than he was. " Well, good," Sammii replied, a sarcastic perkiness hinting in his voice. As he sat in his chair, azure eyes trying to catch what they could of what his demon friend was doing, Sammii pouted slightly again. It just wasn't fair. No matter what he did, he couldn't win. Not against Ezra. It was really depressing sometimes. All he felt like he could do was get picked on by him. So why, why did he bother to stick around? Did he honestly like Ezra that much--as a friend, at the least--that he'd happily put up with it. Okay...happy was only to a certain extent. Finally, Sammii saw Melody walk back into the Secret. Then Ezra came back, soaking wet. A quiet chuckle left Sammii mouth, quickly stopping before Ezra could hear him laughing at him. He was just waiting for the demon to come back over and say some more smartass remarks. Then everything would start all over again. They had such a love/hate relationship it was inbelievable! Sammii watched as Ezra asked Melody to dry him off. So he hadn't been the only one to notice she was magycal too. Once Melody finished and walked off, Sammii smirked. " All warm and dry now?" he asked the demon sarcastically.[/color][/ul][/size]
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ezra hart
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Post by ezra hart on Jul 10, 2008 15:02:27 GMT -5
As he waited, his dark blue eyes drifted lazily over to the sink. He had to admit, though Melody seemed to hate their shitty job, she did it pretty well. Or maybe that was the standard around here—actually doing things like serving people their drinks, taking care of the dishes, helping people who mindlessly got their skirts stuck on the edge of the bar, and breaking up fights—which he did do today, so he filled part of the standard. He tensed for a moment, gaze falling to the floor as spurts of warmth jolted up through his body. Having missed the nodding, he hadn’t really expected her to do anything about it, but he found himself taking the towel that she offered him and drying himself off. This was a first: getting along with people who worked with him. He should look into that—that whole being ‘nice’ thing. It seemed like something a lot of people were trying. Lifting an eyebrow at her barely audible “you’re welcome”, he muttered his thanks and turned his attention to the azure eyes that were staring him down.
My hair. Damnit. The spikes had flattened into sad excuses for navy blue/black strands of hair. Ah, a bit of power-usage here couldn’t hurt, right? The spikes bounced back to life, though a little flimsier than before. Thank you, gravity (or lack thereof). “Toasty, thank you,” the demon replied, ignoring the sarcasm, as he walked around to the other side of the counter, where Sammii sat. Slowing down, he tilted his head back a little as he took in the features of the boy. Yes, definite potential there. Breath-taking eyes, really—and dark hair, which was always a beautiful combination. But the mouth he has on him...the silly temper, he mused in thought. But then again, when had he ever cared about personality traits? “You look bored,” he muttered, not in the least interested in whether or not Sammii actually was bored. He tried to hold back the smug grin that he felt coming on; what came out was halfway between a sinister smile and a smirk. Which was not what he had intended, but it worked all the same. “Dance with me?”
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Melody (Juliet) Rose
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Post by Melody (Juliet) Rose on Jul 10, 2008 15:11:56 GMT -5
[shadow=red,left,300]Melody sighed and grabbed another towel and began scrubbing down the bar again. God. This was boring. She stopped and put her elbows on the counter. Resting her head lazily as she looked around. Some of the people here were freaks, other she'd actually be happy to talk to. She looked at the sad bunch of people crowded around the now clean counter and sighed. She couldn't help but to have'sluts' flash across her brain. No. She reasoned that was too harsh. She sighed and turned back around,now leaning on the counter with her back and crossing her arms across her chest. The girl to take over her shift was late, and she reasoned against leaving Ezra here himself. Poor people would die of thirst. Well, no. But it was a reasonable metaphor.
She finally stood up and walked back into the back room. Figuring against just standing there on her aching feet. She lifted her skinny body up onto the counter surrounding the old sink, crossing her legs she picked at her decaying nail polish. Psh, she was bored as hell. She leaned back against the wall and sighed. It was still raining outside. She leaned her head against the wall filled with pictures and writing and useless wallpaper, or had-been wallpaper by the looks of it. Now it was more of a dead puppy banner looking thing. [/shadow]
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Post by sammii knowell on Jul 10, 2008 15:38:47 GMT -5
[/i]. No matter what Sammii did he couldn't get Ezra annoyed. That just wasn't fair. The demon could annoy him, but he could never annoy the other boy. Well, that wouldn't be a problem now, would it--if Sammii just didn't let Ezra get to him. But that was hard for him to do. " That's good to know," Sammii answered, voice holding a light sarcasm to it. His azure eyes followed Ezra as the demon made his way to the other side of the counter, pausing next to him. Bored? Did he look bored? Beause he really wasn't. Annoyed, yes, but bored, not in particular. 'Dance with me?'Sammii felt a bit surprised at the other's question. But why not? " Will you stop picking on me?" he asked before saying yes; his voice actually sounded very hopeful, it was quite comical. His wide, bright blue eyes stared up at Ezra's face. " Yeah, I'll dance with you," Sammii answered after a moment, giving a small smile. He stood up and waited for Ezra to lead the way. Wow, he was rather dependant, wasn't he? Kind of just like a puppy was.[/color][/ul][/size]
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ezra hart
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Post by ezra hart on Jul 10, 2008 16:17:31 GMT -5
‘Will you stop picking on me?’
He couldn’t help himself; he laughed, trying to control it so it didn’t sound as obnoxious as it probably was. “Will I...stop picking on you,” he repeated in an amused tone. Clearing his throat and trying, for once in his life, harder not to shoot back with the first smart-ass comment that came to mind, he looked down at the boy and said the second smart-ass comment that came to mind (hey, it was a step up, right?). “That depends. Will you keep on giving me opportunities to do so?” The other had to admit—they both knew Ezra wouldn’t find it half as much fun if Sammii didn’t provide for such wonderful amusement. Maybe if the werewolf had just ignored him, the demon would’ve stopped. It probably would have worked, only Sammii was too easy to break. He wasn’t complaining, though; it made for great conversation and it was something to stir things up when he was bored. Kind of like his own personal xbox, only pushing the buttons on this kid was much more entertaining (and less strenuous on your fingers).
It wasn’t supposed to take this long for someone to say “yes”. It was a simple word. In fact, he was pretty sure that with the wit the other had, he could say it in like...seven different languages, or something. Any one of them would do. He found his eyes drifting around the bar again, wondering where Mel went. Ah, she was sitting on the bar near the sink. Should he just leave her there while he went off, having a good time with an obviously hot werewolf? Uh, fuck yes? He turned his head at the sound of the other’s voice. A devious smile crept onto his face as Sammii agreed to dance with him. That wasn’t so hard, was it? Admitting that dancing with the demon wasn’t the worst thing in the world. “Perfect,” he whispered, voice dripping sickeningly like acid as his blue eyes flashed a shade darker. Oh, this was going to be good. The werewolf had no idea what he was in for. Watching as the boy got to his feet, waiting expectantly for Ezra to lead, the smile/smirk-thing on his face deepened. Well, if he was going to lead, might as well do it with some flair, huh? He spread out his fingers by his side and, sending a jolt of power through them, pulled the metal in Sammii’s pants towards him by means of magnetism. He found himself gripping the boy by the edge of his jeans and dragging him into the crowd of crushing bodies.
{ D: sorrysorrysorrry. small god-modding at the end. oh god, and i’m the admin. }
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Melody (Juliet) Rose
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Post by Melody (Juliet) Rose on Jul 10, 2008 16:42:49 GMT -5
[shadow=red,left,300]Melody sighed and jumped off the counter. Seeing Ezra walk off with the poor kid who had been so nice to her. She sighed and got back to work. She was going to KILL the girl who was being so damn late. She sighed and listened contently as yet another song about asses blasted through the speakers. What the fuck ever happened to the good part of music?
She sighed as another group of slinky girls trotted inside. One coming up to the counter and shouting in Mel's ear. Attempting to be seen. "I'LL HAVE A SMIRNOFF" Now, normally Mel would appreciate the yelling rather then whispering, but this girl was right up in her face and screaming all in stupid, pathetic attempt to attract attention to herself. As if she didn't get enough attention walking into a club wearing practically a see-through balloon. But it didn't really attract attention, only a loud response from Mel screaming back in her original fuck-off tone of a voice "I'M RIGHT FUCKING HERE DAMMIT" She turned around for about 10 seconds and returned by slamming the drink down so hard it could make a third world country rumble. The girl who stood in front of her looked so pissed off as she put on hand on hip. Acting like she'd actually be able to do soemthing to Mel who stood with fire blazing in her eyes. The girl grabbed the mug and disappeared into the crowd, her rat pack following her and glaring at Melody one mouthed 'Bitch' Mel cocked her eyebrow as in to say 'Slut' Mel shot a glare that could kill and the poor little rats scrambled off. Mel growled and stalked off to the quiet side of the bar. [/shadow]
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Post by sammii knowell on Jul 10, 2008 17:06:33 GMT -5
[/b]" Sammii said instead of answering the question directly. But he was sure they both knew neither Sammii stopping making a fool of himself, nor Ezra's being nice, would happen. " Never mind, you don't need to answer that," Sammii added after a few seconds, a small smile on his face. He'd just have to put up with Ezra, which he'd been doing for a while anyway. Fuck... Sammii thought as he heard Ezra whisper 'perfect'. He had a very bad feeling deep in his gut about this now. Why, why had he said yes? And what was Ezra going to do to him this time? Sammii didn't like that weird, evil smirk that suddenly came to the demon's face. Suddenly, he found himself pulled towards Ezra, probably with that power of magnetism he had, by his pants. A small squeak-like sounds involuntarily left his lips. And then he was standing right in front of Ezra, probably no more than an inch away, looking up at the demon with his big blue pools. " H-hi," Sammii said with a shy smile as he gazed upwards. Then he found himself being pulled out into the crowd of bodies, Ezra dragging him by the edge of his jeans.[/color][/ul][/size]
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Post by ezra hart on Jul 11, 2008 23:25:47 GMT -5
Oh, christ. There it went again with the nice thing. Nice. Why did everyone always want him to be nice? Wasn’t there some deep-down-love shit that said people shouldn’t try to change others? He was an asshole. He knew it, Sammii obviously knew it, and they’d have to deal. There was no changing that. He wasn’t going to wake up one day and think about all of the things he’d done, people he’d hurt (physically and emotionally), and suddenly look up all of their phone numbers—if they didn’t already go to his school—call them up, and apologize for what he’d done in the past. It wasn’t going to play out like some sick Disney movie—the ones where at least one parent dies and everyone ends up in a singing frenzy at the end—and he certainly would not travel a long distance with the help of animal friends, win the pretty girl, and confess his sins to the world in that all he’d ever done, all the things he said, all the things he did were all because of a screwed up childhood. Fuck that.
Now, this is what he was talking about—the uncomfortable inch that lay between the two of them longed to be removed. The little squeak that Sammii made was enough to make Ezra take him on the spot. But that would be awkward. He wouldn’t mind the crowd of people, but he was sure that the other would, as unfortunate as it was. Gazing down at the azure eyes that looked curiously up at him, his stomach lurched and he fought the urge to pounce him. Instead he chuckled darkly at the small “hi” he’d gotten out of the werewolf and continued with his dragging. After a few moments of fruitless work, he realized that it hadn’t been the smartest plan. He was going to lose Sammii to the mesh of twisting and contorting bodies. Rolling his eyes to the ceiling, he snaked his arm around the other boy’s waist as they headed through the crowd. After what seemed like years, but was actually around seven seconds, they reached the center of the crowd—a feat that had seemed nearly impossible when they had started. Now, what would the average joe do again? Pull him closer, of course. And that’s exactly what he did.
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