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#Post#: 301604--------------------------------------------------
Re: In the city.
By: Iyuz Date: November 25, 2012, 12:56 am
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[center]"Your entire facade is about your confidence and your
bloody lack of self worth. Straighten up." He stated, rather
abruptly as he walked with his hands in his pockets. His broad
shoulders tense as was the rest of him, like he was in constant
pain. Which, to all reality, he was. When they entered the shop
and she went skittering about, he idly watched her. Being ever
observant of her, being ever aware of her. She knew how to shop
for her profession as she called it, but not for her as a
graceful woman. Sighing, he pinched his nose again before he
reached out and snatched the collar of her shirt, pulling her
back into the shop just before she left. Removing his hand from
her, he went on to snatch her hand instead and pull her into one
of the dressing rooms. Though he just shot a short fused cold
glare at the associates who gave wary glances, he turned his
eyes to her. "Bloody hell woman, I told you that this was a
lesson. This is not something you just drop. Now, I'll be right
back and if you're not sodding here I'll be sure to turn you
into a frog." He said, some what harshly, but oddly calmly.
Leaving the room, he had picked out flourished outfits that were
fit for a woman of society that would stand above the rest.
Taking her hair, skin, and eye color all into account for her
attire. Returning to the dressing room, he put the items down on
the bench and plucked a corset dress from the pile and then held
it up to her. "Keep in mind that neutral colors are your friend
as well as pastel colors. Darker colors, unless balanced with
pastel, will wash you out." He stated this clearly, though
absentmindedly as he turned his harsh orbs to her and narrowed
his lids. "I want to see each outfit on you to make sure they
look right. Next we'll go to a makeup shop to get you makeup
that you can actually work with, including brushes. You clearly
have a talent for it, as self taught as it is, and you can work
better with better materials. You will not leave this lesson
without looking less like your profession and more like Kaylen."
He quickly left the dressing room and took a seat in it's
waiting area, his hand curved to his cheek as he awaited her.
There were a lot of things going through his mind and he knew
that he'd have to work her past using 'Anna' for support and
into using her own self confidence that she clearly possessed
but used a mask to channel. [/center]
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Re: In the city.
By: Brina Date: November 25, 2012, 6:32 pm
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I felt myself squeak as he tugged me away from the exit..and
freedom. I turned towards him to resist his demands feeling that
icy anger threaten to strike again..though I wasn’t angry. I
would truly feel horrible if I had this man pay for any of the
clothing it would just be way too much above and beyond. Plus
why did he want to get me back on my feet anyway? There were
thousands of prostitutes in there in much worse situations than
me I was sure..so why me? All the thoughts left my mind though
as he grabbed my hand, my cheeks flared brightly and at the
point I felt myself willingly follow him wherever he decided to
lead me. I felt as though I was a young high school girl again
with the sudden thoughts that invaded my mind- did he realize
how perfectly his hand sat in mine? Did he even realize what he
was doing? Oh god! What if he saw my blush?!
Then he did the ultimate deed as he pulled me into the fitting
room and just before I was enclosed behind the curtains I saw
the cautious stares of the other employees. What they must be
thinking about us. I could almost imagine one of them saying ‘if
one of those stupid teens start doing something..’ Yet we
weren’t doing anything at all, at least, not in that manner.
Rufus was the same old Rufus with the same old strict and
demanding attitude and I…well I still felt like a puddle of mush
from when he held my hand. Typical girl. “Okay..” I mumbled as
he left the room. I didn’t even process what he was saying, I
sure he’d come back though.. he didn’t seem like the type that
would ditch me.
True to my hypothesis he showed back up in a few minutes with a
bundle of clothing. I was able to concentrate more clearly now
and nodded lightly at his word, immediately eyeing the corset
dress that was on the top of his pile. It was absolutely
beautiful and I felt giddy when he handed it to me. “You want to
see each outfit?” I couldn’t help but quirk an eyebrow at him
and grin before shooing him from the room. I was so excited to
try this dress on almost as though I felt it calling my name.
I practically ripped my shirt and jeans from my body, yet
savored the time as I slid the corset dress up my body before
tightening the strings until it was tight enough to mesh against
my body but comfortable enough for me to breath. Turning to look
in the mirror I couldn’t help but grin as the dress complimented
me perfectly, Rufus sure did how to stop. Oh yeah, I was in love
and feeling beautiful until I found the price tag of the dress
sticking out and that was when everything turned sour.
$115.95. This was why I always shopped on the extreme clearance
racks! There was no way I could pay for that, and no way that I
was going to let Rufus pay for that. Looking back up at the
mirror I saw the frown etch my lips and suddenly the dress felt
too good to be true, like it wasn’t meant for me anymore. It was
meant for someone that deserved it, someone pure.. Not some easy
prostitute. I knew that Rufus was waiting for me so I forced my
head to be held high and a small grin to curve my lips as I
stepped from the room.
“I don’t know..” I said twirling around as I exited the room,
trying not to let my voice waver. I avoided his gaze at all
costs but even caught the stares of a few of the employees that
were working. They’re stares were different now though..not
greedy and hungry like I was used to..but almost admiring. I
felt myself smile softly in humbleness before looking down. “I
just don’t think I like it. Isn’t me.” I said before quickly
making a retreat back into the dressing room. Again I felt tears
prick my eyes which was utterly ridiculous as I practically
ripped the dress off in my own rage. This is what I deserved.
Maybe if I had an average working job like other human beings I
would be able to afford something so nice. Going against Rufus’
words once more I tried the rest of the clothing on in my own
line own comfort of the fitting room. Every article that I tried
on was beautiful and fit me to a tee yet I didn’t fancy any of
them as much as I did the dress. Plus it wasn’t even like I
could steal it! Surely the store would notice that it was
missing.
After I was done and placed everything neatly back on the
hangers, I rushed from the fitting room and placed all the
clothes back before Rufus could protest. Plus even if he did it
was to mute ears that didn’t seem to hear him and if he reached
out towards me I would quickly duck out of his way until I was
done. The last piece I put away of course was the corset to
which I had a bit of difficulty, but with shaky hands I put it
back on the rack before turning and clearing my throat at Rufus
with an apologetic grin for being rude if I had ignored
something he said. “Well! Seems like I didn’t find anything. I’m
sure I’ll have better luck shopping for makeup.”
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Re: In the city.
By: Iyuz Date: November 25, 2012, 7:37 pm
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[center]Such a trouble this girl would be. If only he had
brought Tabias with him, maybe she'd listen to that damnable
bear more than him. Grumbling at himself, he watched as others
took her full figure in with admiration and quirked a brow when
she quickly retreated. It wasn't that hard to notice, not for
him at least. He had already quipped at her for having a lack of
self confidence. In the moments that she was rushing around
putting things back, he had already gotten what he needed. Then,
he felt that infernal throbbing in his chest and frowned. He
thought that piece of meat had long gone cold, it seemed he held
more care than he'd like to, but his expressions didn't falter.
Standing up from his chair, he didn't harshly snap at her or
quickly grab her, no, he placed the palm of his hand into the
small of her back and guided her to the front desk. A woman
sitting there with a giddy desire to thank him repeatedly for
his business, but he had put a quick stop to that while Kaylen
had been running around to put everything back. Picking up the
bags that she placed on the counter, he didn't glance towards
Kaylen at all as he guided her out of the shop. She needed to
work on more than her bloody looks, she needed to work on
becoming Kaylen, not downgrading herself.
"You're a bloody git." He said, sternly, but some how; sweetly.
"You dolt, I do believe I told you I wanted to see every outfit.
I also believe I told you to straighten up. Your lack of self
worth is hidden when you put that makeup on and turn into your
profession. I'm not working on your damnable profession, I'm
working on you, Kaylen." Guiding her down the streets, casing
that towering gaze of cold fury towards anyone that dared to
give a questioning glance to them, he guided her into the beauty
shop. Turning to her with that fierce light in his eyes, he
narrowed them at her. "You'll not be retreating from this lesson
either. You're good with makeup, you have a talent with it
naturally, and you're going to hone those skills of your's."
Having not removed his hand, he guided her to a counter of
different assorted shadows and pigment powders. Glancing over
them for a moment, he had snatched up a small hand basket at the
door and was comparing her skin tones with different colors.
Pressing his large hand to her shoulder, he held up the
different colors to her face and gave that calculating stare.
"That dark makeup doesn't make your eyes stand out good enough.
Though it helps, your eyes are blue, so they reflect different
pigments."
He was speaking absentmindedly again, an almost gentle tone
coming out in those chilling undertones of charm and elegance, a
sweetly dark sound. "I want you to work with different kinds of
makeup too, not just putting dark colors around your eyes. I
want you to hone every skill, every brush stroke, and every
detail of your talents." He didn't just want to refine her, he
wanted to make her stand out. Wanted his pupil to stand above
the rest of the women in this vile place. After placing quite a
few jars of pigment powders and pressed shadows into the basket,
he returned his hand to her and moved her down the line. Going
from liners to mascaras, base and loose sealing powders, he even
compared the different glosses for her lips and different lip
sticks that didn't have a sheen to them. It was becoming clearer
and clearer that this man dabbled a lot into human territory as
well as knowledge in general. Once they got to the brushes, he
removed his hand from her and leaned over the counter with a
precise eye that compared to nothing as he went over each
bristle in every brush with one fatal swoop. Picking up a
combination set, and then another of a different kind, as well
as a few single brushes; all of them having albino bristles, he
placed them in the basket.
Turning to her once more, those piercing orbs boring into her
relentlessly. "Now, I want you to be like a little kid in a
candy shop and go pick out what you like and what you think
suits you best. Not as Anna, not as your profession, but as
Kaylen. And if you don't come back with something, at least two
things, I'll be sure to make the rest of the day a relentless
lesson of physical teachings. I'd say running and jumping over
hurdles will suffice." Crossing his arms over his chest, he went
over to the wall by the doors and leaned against it, watching
her with a careful eye. He wasn't just teaching her about attire
and makeup, he was also trying to dive further into who she was.
Why she was the way she was. Many questions were formulating
answers but those answers brought more questions. The cycle of
observance. [/center]
#Post#: 301803--------------------------------------------------
Re: In the city.
By: Brina Date: November 25, 2012, 8:43 pm
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I felt my mouth drop as he retrieved the bags from behind the
counter. “Oh you!” I shouted stomping off after him. He must
have spent hundreds of dollars, none of those items were on the
clearance rack! I felt my body shudder at his gentle touch
against my back, I enjoyed the touch and yet at the same time it
made me nervous. It was comforting and yet I was scared of what
would happen with this man if I got close. Wasn’t that what I
secretly wanted though? It was far too soon to realize and
shaking my head I simply let him guide me to the makeup store.
“I don’t want you spending that much on me.. Clothes were a
necessity but I can tone down the makeup. We don’t need three
billion different kinds.”
Just as always Rufus ignored my protests and threw a flurry of
different shades, brands, and products into a basket. I sighed
as he pushed me towards the core of the store and demanded me to
go find at least two items in the store. I stared at him as he
came to a rest against the wall in the store, meeting his gaze
for a few intense moments before grumbling and turning back to
the store. I don’t recall ever being in an actual makeup store
before- I was used to buying my items to pharmacies…Well..shop
lifting them at least because I didn’t have time to spend money
on makeup, plus makeup was ridiculously expensive these days.
Nine dollars for a tube of mascara that would only last me about
three weeks! It was utterly ridiculous!
That said the store stretched before me in a sudden foreign
manner. I knew all of the products…but which ones to pick? Plus
I had to keep in mind what Rufus wants, something that
was..different from my usual. Naturally I started sifting
through the darker colors despite glancing every once and awhile
as a lighter blue and green..But those simply wouldn’t do. No
matter what I couldn’t even imagine those working with my skin
tones even if Rufus begged to differ. He could have been my
fashion consultant, but I was fairly certain that I knew more
about him in the makeup department as to what looked better on
me than he did.
Suddenly what I considered a heavenly call caught my attention
as I looked up to see a 70% off sale sign in the back of the
store. I instantly dropped whatever I had and made my way past
customers to the stand. Only a few feet away I saw a grungy
looking man staring intently at me like a predator staring down
its prey. He was so out of place, it didn’t make sense, yet I
vaguely felt the feeling like I knew him. A cold shiver twisted
my stomach in a tight knot and I tried all the more to focus on
the sale section. Perfect! My eyes landed on a beautiful
sparkling silver eye shadow that I knew would make my eyes pop!
For two dollars too! I was so proud of myself that I felt a
smile tug on my lips, though it quickly disappeared as I looked
up to the strange man directly across from me, only about a
foot. I felt in danger suddenly and took a small step back
though his hand shot out and grabbed my wrist causing me to gasp
softly.
Other customers hustled by too worried about getting their own
cosmetics to see what was going on. This man didn’t hold me in
the gentle way that Rufus did, his touch was harsh, a warning.
“I remember you..” He growled out, leaning close to me. I could
smell the alcohol on his breath and again wondered briefly what
he was doing in a makeup store. “My wife is somewhere around
here.. But she’s going out with friends tonight..how about
spending the night.” The words were less of a question and more
of a demand. Suddenly I remembered this man, he was one of many
that had pulled a knife to me. Who would marry such a horrible
man? Pulling away, I frowned lightly at him, my wrist stung from
the strength that he had held my wrist with. “I don’t work in
the business anymore..Sorry.” I was disappointed briefly because
before I had spoken I had thought of what the benefits would be
if I had spent the night with this man. At least I would have
gotten some money. I was ashamed because there was Rufus…Rufus!
My attention was once more torn away from my thoughts as the
man’s lips curled into a snarl before a plump woman waddled over
to us. She was dressed in a better fashion, though her nose was
tilted upwards at me, like she was looking down at me. Like I
was lesser than her. “Oh baby” She said with a snobby tone was
that had a hint of a country accent to it. “Who is this…girl.”
She demanded, the corners of her lips arching downwards as she
continued to judge me. “A friend.” He said quickly, a bit too
quickly it seemed but as he turned to his wife and mashed his
lips against her in a disgusting display of PDA I seemed to be
forgotten. Good.
I reached over to the sale rack once more and plucked one final
item not caring what I grabbed before I made my escape and
practically sprinted back to Rufus. He couldn’t yell at me, I
had tried…well I had tried to follow his directions before
my..disruption. Plus I had grabbed two items! I felt almost
relieved as he came into my field of sight and as I stopped in
front of him I could imagine myself like a proud puppy. The
previous encounter seemed totally out of mind. Holding out my
hands I held out the two dollar eye shadow that I had fallen in
love with and a tube of volumizing blue tinted mascara. “What
next?” I said with a grin, eager to escape the store.
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Re: In the city.
By: Iyuz Date: November 25, 2012, 9:13 pm
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[center]Observant, wary even, sometimes even drowned in
extensive paranoia; that's what made Rufus so agile in watching
and knowing when to interject. Though it never occurred to him
to even get into a physical bout, he quickly crossed the thought
when his eyes narrowed on the way that man snatched Kaylen's
wrist. His fingers were twitching, that was never a good sign.
Yet he some how remained calm as he watched her snatch what she
wanted after the pompous woman had returned to the sleezy
bastard and practically bolt for him. She looked proud of
herself for letting herself get what she wanted, and for
listening to him. Though the 'What's next?' she sang to him was
considerably off tune. Pressing his long digits to her
shoulders, he gently moved her aside from him and calmly, but
briskly, made his way over to the alcohol drenched man. Their
show of affection only causing him to swallow the bile that
twisted in his throat as he gave that sneer he always held. "I
seem to have run into an old dog it seems, and her owner." He
said, his eyes narrowing as he looked between the two. "You
placed hands on a woman, your breath wreaks of the juice, and
your woman is absolutely vulgar."
There it was, that infernal twitching in his fingers as he tried
to calm them. "You deserve a place in the ground but I'm afraid
that you'd just soil it with your presence. The both of you are
perfect for each other, equally disgusting and absolutely vile
and nothing more than putrid wastes of air." Twitch. "You
crossed a dangerous line in putting your hands upon that young
lady and I will have no part in simply giving her solace by
retreat." Twitch, Clang! The startling sound of metal against
metal rang through the store as Rufus, without actually putting
a hand on either of the two, sent them backwards into the racks
and counters. "If you so much as come near her again, I will
make sure that both of you are quite uncomfortable beneath the
ridge of my boot." With that, he gave a turn on his heels and
returned to Kaylen, gently plucking the items she had chosen and
then going to the register. After apologizing for the mess he
had caused and paying for the items and damages he had caused.
Making his way back to Kaylen, he placed her hand in the small
of her back once more. That sneer having faded back into his
expressionless cold exterior, while he lead her out of the shop
and down the street.
The entire way he was clenching his teeth, he had to stop
himself from hexing the lot of those two. Wanting to make them
writhe and soak up their own messes they caused. Yet he just
held his tongue and kept his hand upon the small of her back.
"Never let anyone talk to you that way again, nor handle you
like that. If you do, I'll reprimand you too, not just them."
His knuckles were turning white as he held the bags by their
handles, that tight grip never ceasing but only growing in
strength as his finely cut nails dug into the flesh of his palm.
That crimson color lightly dripping down his fingers to land on
the ground with every sway of his hand. Though Rufus was
unaccustomed to how to comfort someone let alone how to praise
someone, he moved his hand from her back to move it up to her
head. "You did well in getting what you wanted. Now I want you
to observe that and I want you to remember how you felt coming
up to me with such pride and joy in yourself. Keep that
thought." He stated, some what more gently than before as he
moved his hand from her head and returned it to the small of her
back. Leading her into a shoe store, he looked to her with those
sharp orbs.
"Now, get some sensible shoes picked out. Black goes with
everything, so make sure you remember that. Don't question me or
be concerned of anything else, just focus on that thought of you
completing your task as well as getting what you want." Giving
her a light push to get her on her way, he sat down and sighed,
rubbing his cheek lightly as he wondered just why he had snapped
so harshly at the man who assaulted her. Normally he'd just
shrug it off and flick a good smack to the face, yet he had
toppled them both over into a lot of counters and shelves
without remorse. He had also chided them and quipped at them
without a single regret to his words. Though they were vile and
putrid, he had never had such a rage and snide tone in his voice
before when it came to helping someone or reprimanding someone.
Not even his students had gotten him that peeved with all of
their pranks and actions. [/center]
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Re: In the city.
By: Brina Date: November 25, 2012, 9:58 pm
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I felt my mouth drop as Rufus approached the couple. His words
were loud enough to cause customers to stop their shopping craze
and to stare at him. There were even a few gasps and whispers as
the couple was pushed backwards- their evils stares turning into
ones of fright. I saw a brave associate puff his chest out as
though to stop the feud, though before he could even leave the
counter Rufus had turned to him and grudgingly the employee
checked him out, I’m sure due to the expensive nature of the
load he had. None of that mattered though as I looked back as
the man and woman that had been properly placed in their place.
The woman stared at me with eyes of shock and fear, the man
glared at me with death in his eyes. I was sure if Rufus wasn’t
there he surely would have gutted me. “Y-Y-YOU FREAK.” The woman
screamed as Rufus guided me from the store.
We walked from the store in silence; my eyes were lowered on the
ground as I thought of ways to repay Rufus for his kindness. No
one had ever stood up for me before. Never. People had even seen
me ripped from the streets against my will once or twice and
they did nothing. I didn’t know what to say, a simple ‘thank
you’ simply do the trick. At least, I internally felt that it
wouldn’t. I nodded softly at his words, he wouldn’t have to
worry about anyone talking to me that way again. I wished that I
could just disappear into the house he owned for years upon
time. There was no way that I could defend myself against these
men, I didn’t have any superpowers like Rufus and about 90% of
the male population downtown seemed to know who I was it seemed.
Two years and I swore it was a new man each night. It was
embarrassing the wolf whistles I got, the ones that I had grown
so accustomed to, the ones that Rufus had to hear which even
more showed what kind of a person I was. Was he keeping count of
the times a car drove by and did that? Or how many times we
would pass a person on the street and they would openly look me
up and down? I had lost count a long time ago.
As he placed his hand on the back of my head, I felt my body
relax some. He would keep me safe if someone attacked. My
shoulder brushed gently against his and even in that gentle
touch I could keep how taut his muscles were. Glancing up at his
face I frowned softly seeing the tension in his lips that he was
trying to hide. “It’s okay..you know. I’m used to it.” My
eyebrows arched downwards slightly, though Rufus had never
actually smiled at me I had never seen him so unhappy and I
wasn’t quite sure how to change that. There was still so much
that I didn’t know about him.
As we came to the shoe store I looked in the windows already
seeing a few pairs that caught my eye. Soon he released me on my
own just as he had in the makeup store, though I hesitated
before I left. He didn’t seem to notice that I was still there
as he collapsed onto the chair and ran his hands through his
hair. I wouldn’t be surprised that by the time he was done with
this day that I would have given him a gray hair. In the moment
in time, and I swear I don’t know what caused it, maybe it was
just one of those ‘fuck it’ moments in life, but I leaned down
and gently wrapped my arms around his neck. It was slightly
awkward, I didn’t know what to expect and the hug was given with
true emotion..not some fake façade. “Thank you..” I murmured,
leaning my head on his shoulder and glancing down to see the
blood on his hands.
“Oh!” Pulling away I couldn’t help but grin at the injury. “I
can heal that! It’s the least I can do, honestly! I’ve had
plenty of cuts, and it doesn’t look so bad.” I smiled up at him
before suddenly twisting away into the depths of the shoe store
to shop quickly so that we could get back home so that I could
heal him. It was quite humorous because the cuts were hardly all
that serious, a mystery, but they were barely bleeding
anymore..but they were the only thing that I had in order to
repay him. Well..asides from actually listening to him..but what
would the fun in that be? Oh! And I could carry my own bags all
the way home, all of them! Practically skipping through the
store I came to a screeching halt as a fluffy pair of slippers
with little owls stitched into them called my name. Only fifteen
dollars too! Originally thirty! I practically drooled at the
price and snatched them up swearing that I would wear them every
night so that Rufus wouldn’t be wasting his money.
Then as always I sauntered over to the sale section, finding a
comfortable pair of running sneakers. It would be the first time
I wore something besides my loyal heels in years. I was always
in heels, but you couldn’t train in heels. Then just as I was
walking back to Rufus with my findings I spotted a pair of red
heels that would just pop with that corset dress. They were
fifty dollars though. Fifty dollars! Plus how often would I be
leaving the house? Did I really want to draw that much attention
to me when I was out of the house? Maybe I wanted to ride
undercover.. But they were so glossy and..pretty.
This was one of the reasons I hated shopping, it felt like there
was always an angel and a devil on your shoulder shouting the
pros and cons and no matter what you went with you always ended
up kicking yourself in the back. At least if you did it the
legal way… The thought of shoplifting crossed my mind so
intensely that I had to tuck my bottom lip beneath my teeth to
stop myself from plucking them from the shelf and sprinting out
of the store that minute. Sly eyes looked back and forward for
any employees and cameras- the employees were both busy with
customers and the cameras were faced away from me. Yet..then I
met Rufus’ strict gaze and my mischievous plan fell to pieces,
my shoulders slouched and I grudgingly picked up a pair of the
fifty dollar heels that I knew would fit me.
I walked up to him with less confidence this time. I was proud
of the slippers and sneakers..but the heels. “I think they’re
pretty..and they match outfits well..but they’re too expensive
right now. When they go on sale I think would be a better time
to get them.. so maybe..a Christmas present.” I said really my
lips twitch upwards at him before placing the heels down on the
floor and handing him the two other boxes of shoes. As he took
them I snatched all the other bags from his hands and beamed
innocently up at him. “Is it time to go home yet? So I can heal
you?” I said feeling like a pestering child.
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Re: In the city.
By: Iyuz Date: November 25, 2012, 10:28 pm
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[center]In all of his recent years he never felt like not
chiding someone for invading his personal space, yet as he felt
that sudden warm wrap of arms around his shoulders. His body
stiffened and he didn't know how to react. He thought of
shouting at her to release him, thought of pushing her away, but
he held himself still. It took him a few seconds to respond to
the initial touch, his hand moving to rest on her shoulder while
his arm curved around his back. For a moment, that cold and
lifeless exterior faded from him. Just for that one moment,"It's
fine, you should really learn to hold more self worth. I'm not
teaching just anyone around here you know, it's rare that I
accommodate anyone in my home. So you should really look at
yourself better." There it was, that dark alluring tone of his
voice, wrapped in undertones of sweetness and dark elegance.
Quickly as she stood up straight though and started rambling
about cuts, he had returned to that intolerable man that was as
frozen as the south pole. Watching her dash off, he turned
curious eyes to the blood covering his fingertips and his palm
and a light frown tugged at the corner of his lips. "When in the
bloody hell did I do that?"
It was the first time in a long time he had clenched his fists
so tightly that he caused himself injury. How ever minor it was,
she was eager to help. Watching her rush about, he had gotten up
while she was pondering shoes and had gotten a few things,
returning to his seat before she got back. Cutting her a glare
when she shoved the boxes into his hands and took the bags, he
sighed in slight frustration. "This isn't the way to say thank
you. It's only going to annoy me." He stated bluntly,"I'm
training you in refinement. I'm teaching you a lot of things.
Carrying bags isn't one of them, you need to stick to the
lessons and be observant of everything around you." Standing up,
he had kept his cool and hadn't chided her yet. Which was odd
for him, considering he was normally one to quickly snap at
someone without hesitation. Yet as his odd colored orbs met
those gentle blue ones, he just shook his head in defeat. "If
you want to carry something, you'll carry the boxes. They don't
cut into your hands and a woman's hands should be her most
prized tool. And another thing, stop looking at prices when I
tell you to get what you want." Straightening up, he took the
boxes to the counter and paid for them, also coming back with a
few more that he had gotten.
With a quick flick of his fingers, he had removed the bags from
her hands and replaced them with the boxes. Again, his hand had
found it's way back to the small of her back while he guided her
out of the store. That was enough shopping for today, he'd
certainly have to make a list of things for later though.
Guiding her to a less popular area, he gently pulled her into a
darkened corner and gave a flick of his wrist, the items they
had gotten vanishing without a trace. Though he hadn't sent them
off to no where, he had sent them off to his living room. "Now
that those are out of the way, it's time to get to the rest of
the lessons that involve being in town." He had been ignoring,
but not entirely ignoring, the random howls of lust coming from
the men around him. It wasn't like he was trying to bed her, so
there was no reason for jealousy or anything of that sort. Yet
what agitated him was the fact that these men had no sense of
being polite nor have any sense of any kind at all. It surprised
him each day how deep the stupidity in this place ran, and how
it seemed to get deeper every day.
Without much thought to it, he had placed his hand on her waist
this time, his forearm pressed to her back, while he guided her
down the street. Leading her into a salon, he turned to her once
more. "Remember, do not think of this as for your profession as
you call it. This is for you, Kaylen. Not Anna. So think
carefully of how you want to look. Just tell your stylist what
it is you'd like and make sure that she does a good job. If she
does anything you don't like, let me know." Taking a seat, he
gave her a dismissive wave. "Go on now. Get your hair and nails
done." This place did a lot of things, it was pretty much a
salon slash spa. Yet what he was hoping on was her to look more
lady like and less of Anna. He wanted her to start approving of
how she looked. He couldn't very well work with someone who was
only worried about hiding behind their mask, that wasn't how it
worked. So he'd try to get her to ease into a different kind of
mask, a mask that wasn't a mask at all, but rather; just her.
Sitting there, he thought idly on her words. It’s okay..you
know. I’m used to it. It certainly was not okay, and a good mile
of thoughts came rushing to his head on that particular subject
while he waited. [/center]
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Re: In the city.
By: Brina Date: November 26, 2012, 9:39 pm
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I frowned softly as he tugged the bags back from my hands and in
turn had me carry the shoe boxes. Annoy him? Why did everything
she did seem have the opposite effect on this man? She snapped
at him and he approved of it, yet if she were to even flinch at
his words he would reprimand her. She tried to be nice to him
and it annoyed him..but then again when she was mean to him that
annoyed him too. Or..did it scare him as Tabias said? Glancing
down at my hands briefly, I felt my eyebrows furrow. I knew that
my hands were important, at least in my industry… my –old-
industry it was essential that I perfected the art of pleasuring
a person with my hands. Yet what good were they besides that?
Wouldn’t it be my looks in general? The way people looked up to
me?
As we left the store I stared on the ground ahead of me, lost in
my concentration. I had grown used to his guiding and comforting
touch on my lower back. It no longer made me nervous though my
nerves still felt hyper aware of the gentle touch and tingled up
to my heart causing it to twist softly. And for me to sigh
lightly. He was just being kind, what part of that didn’t my
heart understand? Plus if anything it would just be a simple
crush probably because he was being so kind to me when no one
had before. Yet the moment he pulled me into the darkened corner
I felt my throat catch in my throat as I looked up into his
bright gaze with wide ocean eyes of surprise. I was suddenly all
too aware of how close he was, how flawless..—I needed to get
out. I needed to run away and the moment he released me I
practically sprinted into the salon without even realizing that
the bags and boxes had disappeared.
Silly Rufus. Why hadn’t he done that in the first place and just
let all of my bags go poof? Shaking my head lightly I grinned
unevenly at the cheery salon clerk. I didn’t understand what
getting pampered and primed had to do with refinement.. plus I
didn’t want much done to my hair. I enjoyed the long length I
had and surprisingly when it washed it hardly had any damage
done to it. “I guess I’ll just get it a shade or two darker..” I
said tilting my head lightly and judging my appearance. I didn’t
want a black color because that would cause my skin to pale too
much..but a silky dark brown would do lovely. Some layers as
well and instead of the straight bangs I had now I asked if the
hair dresser could somehow part my bangs away from my forehead
and therefore I expected to look a bit more grown up and
professional. No more simply pony tails for me!
The whole process of getting my hair done was an absolute
delight and I made quick friends with the hair dresser despite
me being a bit meek at first. My shyness didn’t deter her at all
and surprisingly her barrage of questions didn’t annoy me.
Naturally she had noticed Rufus and at one point asked “So.. is
that your boyfriend over there?” A sly glint sparked in her eyes
at the question and I felt my cheeks heat up as well as saw them
visibly redden causing the woman to laugh. “O-oh N-no we’re just
friends. Just friends.” I repeated twice hoping to confirm the
fact, but the woman just laughed again and shook her head
mumbling something about kids these days though she didn’t
appear to be much older than me. After a little while she turned
me away from the mirror causing my fingers to fidget in angst
and anxiety. What if it didn’t look right? What if my face was
too awkward for the cut or something? What if it didn’t fit my
cheeks? What if Rufus didn’t like it? Why did I care that much!
Finally after what felt like an eternity she spun me down with a
proud smile on her face and I immediately felt my face drop. I
looked like a new person! The new cut caused more attention to
come to my eyes instead of hiding them and the color matched
just perfectly bringing out my skin tone instead of flushing it
out. It was curled just a bit which I would have to learn, but I
was sure that I could master. I would have to remember to ask
Rufus for a curling iron. I smiled at the woman and thanked her
a numerous amount of times before she led me over to the
manicure station. I didn’t get much done with my nails. I
couldn’t stand fake nails, and I always bit my own so instead I
simply got some clear polish on them hoping to repair the damage
I did to them from biting them. However I did get a tiny teddy
bear painted on the pinky of my right hand for Tabias because I
had taken quite a liking to the teddy bear. After another flurry
of thank you’s I pranced out of the store and stepped in front
of Rufus practically jumping up and down.
“Thank you so much!” I said clapping my hands together instead
of hugging him again feeling as though that would be just a bit
too personal. “I love it! I want to go back there again always
when I need a cut if I have the money! And Sarah, that was the
lady that cut my hair and did my nails, she was an absolute
dream!” I couldn’t help but clap again, I was sure that I looked
like a retarded seal but I couldn’t care less. I felt like a new
person, refreshed in life! “Back home now?” I questioned with a
small tilt of my head, I had to admit that all of the shopping
was beginning to wipe me out and I still had to try to heal
Rufus’ cut.
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Re: In the city.
By: Iyuz Date: November 26, 2012, 10:07 pm
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[center]Having already paid the women previously, and given them
a generous tip, he was patiently waiting for her. His mind
flipping over and over about why he had gotten so angry. It
wasn't like him, and slowly, he connected to Tabias from where
he stood. Because you approve of her. His own voice said slowly,
causing him to quirk a brow. Approve of her? You mean I like
her? That's bloody stupid. I don't like anyone let alone someone
who can't even carry themselves with pride. There was a slow
chuckle in his mind and he rolled his eyes. You know she has the
potential to be someone who thinks better of herself and you
also know that with your teachings, she can turn out to be the
top of her class. Blinking a few times, he sighed and shook his
head, waving off the connection. It was about this point that
Kaylen came barreling to him as happy as a child who just got
granted their favorite sweets. Staring at her with a slightly
widened gaze, he crossed his arms over his chest and shook his
head. "Nope.. We have one more store to go to. This store
though, I'll be staying by the door." Pausing, he looked to her
with his calculating gaze. "I'm glad you had fun, Kaylen."
Moving his arm back around her, he swiftly guided the girl
further down the street. This wasn't the time for him to be so
absent minded, he was trying to teach her. Though he couldn't
deny that her being as giddy as ever hadn't made him nearly
smile. He was a cold bastard, but he wasn't all that heartless.
Once they got to a regular department store, he paused and
turned to her. Grabbing his wallet, he pulled out a couple of
hundreds and pushed it into her slender digits. "I'm not one to
pry on a woman's privacy, so you take care of getting the things
you'll need around the house. Feminine things and what not as
well as things to maintain your appearance. What ever you think
will work best." Pushing his hands into his pockets after
returning his wallet, he peered at her. "And don't you start
blithering about that being too much or something. I don't want
a dime back of it, so make sure you spend as much as you can. I
don't want to hear a wail of you needing something that you
didn't get, so take your time and think carefully." Taking a
seat on the bench by the door inside the store, he removed his
hands from his pockets and crossed them over his chest.
It was one thing to pry into her personal life, it was another
to practically put your hand into a woman's purse as a man. That
was just not something you did. He was a gentleman and wouldn't
even give her bags a second glance. What ever she chose to get
was her business. Whether it be things to maintain her hair or
skin, to what ever else it was women needed. Though his
expression was as cold as ever, he kept a shroud of mystery and
collective allure to him. Turning the thoughts over in his head,
he propped his head up on his hand and gave a light yawn. She
had run so quickly before to the salon, why was that? Because
she fancies you. His eyes widened, just when had he pulled up a
connection with Tabias again? No, that wasn't the issue here.
She fancied him!? That was a down right claim of crap! Really?
Is that why she's been so flushed and twitchy? You're not daft.
A frown creased his lips and he stiffened up. Impossible. I've
been nothing but rude to her, chiding her, and teaching her.
You've also been kind to her. Quirking a brow, he frowned and
shook Tabias from his head and just closed his eyes. He was a
bit tired, but he'd keep himself in check. He'd also keep
thinking about what was going on and why it was bothering him so
much that someone had talked down to her and put hands on her.
[/center]
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Re: In the city.
By: Brina Date: December 2, 2012, 2:47 pm
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I nodded with what I was sure a bright smile curving my lips as
he handed me the money and shooed me away into the store. It was
great, shopping. I felt like an actual being now though the
occasional thought of how much I didn’t deserve this still crept
into my mind. Then again.. maybe I did deserve to splurge on
myself..I hadn’t in two years. Yet if I was Rufus would I do the
same for some stranger? That was essentially what I was! He
didn’t know me past the fact I was some whore! I frowned softly
as I stared down the aisles before shuffling down the one
directly in front of me shoving a variety of shampoos and
conditioners into the cart without taking much time to
investigate them. I was once again too lost in my thoughts. Why
was he so kind to a common whore?
What if he was like that with a lot of girls? I felt a twist in
my heart, a flair of jealously strike. That wasn’t good; it
wasn’t good for me to feel that..pain. That’s exactly what it
was, painful. What if he really just was being friendly and I
read too much into the way that he protected me and led me
around. What if I was just overreacting about his kindness
because no one had been like that before? I knew that the whole
world wasn’t full of scumbags..I’m sure there were many nice
people like Rufus.. If it were someone else would I like them
just as much?
I stopped the cart right there in the middle of some random
aisle I was in. I looked down at my cart and saw that it was
nearly filled to the brim with soap, shampoo, conditions, pads,
tampons, bras, undies, hair ties and anything else that I could
possibly imagine. Just like Rufus told me to do. I turned the
cart around at the point and started making my way to the
register before I crossed paths with the jewelry department.
Nothing looked all that glamorous until I came across a small
teddy bear necklace. Forty dollars.. a bit expensive and a
slight bit girly..but it would be a nice gift to give him. I was
the first person to agree that my infatuation with Rufus was
probably not good and would more than likely get me nowhere, but
hey, it was his own money..he deserved something out of it.
A refreshment of happiness splashed over me as I checked out and
carried a handful of bags, being sure to clutch them tightly in
one hand as I exited the store so that he couldn’t snatch them
away. “I got you something!” I announced proudly as I pranced up
to him and presented him with the necklace in my free hand. In
the one moment the whole necklace seemed like a bad idea as I
took in his expression, one I hadn’t noticed as I had run up to
him. What if he didn’t like it? Once more I felt my heart twist
and quickly made up an excuse. “I-I mean if you don’t like it..
The store is always right there to return it.” I cracked a small
smile at the point before diverting my eyes back down to the
necklace and solemn silence.
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