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Post by Demetri Montroli on May 25, 2008 13:51:48 GMT -5
Demetri was in a common room on the second floor. You could hear the music from the bar below faintly alomg with the talking of others. It was very faint ,but loud enough to hear. Demetri was lying on a couch up in the peopleless room. He was wearing something common for him, a long sleeve black shirt with a dark blue shirt over top that had a white desgin on it. Black fitted jeans and a pair of high top converse. He had both of his lip rings in as well.
He wondered where therest ofthe gang was but at the same time he was kind of happy they weren't. He glanced around the room with his bright blue eyes. He sat up with a small stretch, he was actually getting kind of bored and he had bit of a headache...
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Post by mollie havoc on May 25, 2008 14:07:31 GMT -5
Unlike the boy on the couch, Mollie was blissfully unaware of any noise in her current surroundings. Attached to her iPod all she could hear was the blasting music of 'set your gaols' on of her latest obsessions. Walking with a painfully cheery bounce to her stride, Mollie always seemed to be happy, even when in fights she would somehow manage to sneak in a smile and an amusing comment. She wasn't one to take much seriously that was for sure. After making a trip to get herself some coffee from a store down the street, the girl held the steaming card cup in her hand, the warmth of it warming her entire form. Her clothes today consisted of a pair of bright red skinny jeans that were oddly enough almost the same shade as her vibrant hair. A black vest top with thin straps was plain and made up for the brightness of her pants. Also a pair of black chucks helped to tone down the entire outfit.
Seeking out the lounge the girl walked at an easy pace and soon found her destination however from where she stood it appeared empty. Walking in her music still blasting Mollie had to fight not to drop her drink when she saw a figure on the couch. She was somewhat a jumpy person however managed to refrain from having much of a reaction. Instead she leaned over the place her coffee against a low table and slumped into an armchair near the couch. Pulling out her earphones she allowed them to dangle freely as they hovered by her chest, after threading the headphones as always under her shirt, they had enough support to hold them in place. Turning off the music, her attention returned to Demetri as she flashed a bright smile as a greeting though was still rather busy in trying to pick up her cup once more from the table but without getting up. Stretching, her tiny self only just reached and she grinned in victory. |
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Post by Demetri Montroli on May 25, 2008 14:24:18 GMT -5
Demetri looked up as Mollie walked into the room, she was really bright today. He was sitting with his hand supporting his head as his arm rested on the arm rest of the couch. He watched how happy she was, it kind of sickened him but he was use to it from her by now. He watched her smile "How are you today..." He said in a dull voice as he looked at her with hsi cold blue eyes.
Today when he spoke to people, it seemed like he didn't want to talk to them but he kept talking anyways. A lot of people who knew himhated when he acted like that. It was an awkward feeling they would say. Demetri had one leg over top the other as he sat. This was the classic italian way he had seen many before him sit. It was normal to him and it was a comfortable way to sit...
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Post by mollie havoc on May 25, 2008 14:35:41 GMT -5
Mollie's means of sitting was also probably slightly giving away something about her though it just made her look rather more childish than she in fact was. Her legs pulled up to the chair and crossed beneath her as she sat 'indian style'. The girl was a tad odd to say the least but she had some credit due to her, with her history she was bound to grow up a bit wrong in honesty. Mollie was though a whole lot more mature than her appearance would show for it, at times she could be the most serious, straight thinking person in a situation but for some reason this naive impression she seemed to give people got a tremendous differ of responses. Some even thought she was simply fake, trying to seem more childlike and innocent just to play herself off as being harmless. Mollie wasn't harmless and she in fact didn't even try to suggest so, people just liked to come up with odd conclusions themselves.
Tilting her head lightly she observed the boy a moment before giving a slight shrug at his question. With a gentle frown there was still a light smile against her lips. "Not too bad, feel like I've been attacked though. Yourself?" Her soft southern accents reflected her upbring in Tennessee and made her vocals seem all the more friendly. Of course Mollie would not offer a reason to why she felt like she had been attacked, in truth she had gone out the previous night and ended up with a one night stand who was a tad on the rough side. Not that she had any complains but she was feeling it now. Taking a sip of her coffee she silently awaited his reply. [/size] |
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Post by Demetri Montroli on May 25, 2008 14:40:06 GMT -5
Demetri nodded as she spoke. He heard her ask about him."I'm ok..I have a headache though..." Demetri said as he hid his face slightly in the palm of the hand supporting his head. He looked back to her after a moment."What about attacked? Why do you feel like that?" He asked a bit curious to what she meant. He hated not understanding something and would questiong until he knew enough for him to understand the situation.He closed his eyes as he waited for an answer..
(sorry short post ;P )
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Post by mollie havoc on May 25, 2008 14:46:09 GMT -5
Mollie gave a slight nod to his reply though when questioned further she figured not to go into more detail. Although she was pretty comfortable around Demetri she was hardly going to own up to not picking out her one night stands very well. The boy didn't need to know it, question after question he would probably end up finding out that the girl in fact had a sex addiction that played heavily on her nights out. Of course she wasn't like an overly rampant rabbit yet she had a horrible habit of not being able to say no. Even the slightest touch, a hug would send her mind spiraling into sexual thoughts. "I think a slept awkwardly, you know that feeling when literally every bone in your body aches."
Granted, Mollie always tried to keep from lying but in all that wasn't totally untrue. She hadn't gotten the best night's sleep. Taking a sip of her drink before the smell of coffee started to make her stomach turn a little, she placed the cup back onto the table. "How come you're in here alone?" Smiling lightly simply trying to change the topic. [/size] |
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Post by Demetri Montroli on May 25, 2008 14:52:00 GMT -5
"I see... you should be more carefully, un necessary pain could be a flaw in a battle..." Demetri said almost emotionlessly as he looked at her. He heard her asked why he was here alone. He shrugged, "Everyone is out or down stairs and I don't feel like going down there.." He knew if he went down there they woul try to get him to drink.
He had a low tolerance and already had a headache. He was fine right now, he didn't feel like moving anyways."Why are you drinking coddee in the middle of the day?" He asked curiously as it was 2 pm and he had never been one to understand people drinking coffee outside of morning hours...
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Post by mollie havoc on May 25, 2008 15:01:46 GMT -5
Mollie couldn't help but smile at his comment in finding it amusing. Was he really that much set in the mind frame of a gang member that he couldn't refrain from linking a rough night's sleep to some battle. With charming little smile Mollie nodded gently. "Well I guess it's lucky I don't intend of having any battles. If it does come across though, it takes a whole lot more than a few aches to stop me." A sheepish grin as she for a second tried to think. Had this boy seen her in a fight? Unsure she simply shrugged it off. In fighting others Mollie was quite the vicious attacker, although clearly not the strongest of people she was painfully quick and agile, almost cat like. She did however only have the use of blades, anything from a little switchblade to a full on sword she would be happy up use but a gun, she had a funny little fear of them.
Glancing down quickly at the coffee she had just rested against the table Mollie shrugged lightly. "I only woke up half an hour ago, I thought it'd make no difference in what time it was but it's actually making me feel quite sick." Wrinkling her nose in an almost disgusted expression she was clearly not happy with her 'morning' drink. [/size] |
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Post by Demetri Montroli on May 25, 2008 15:11:43 GMT -5
"ok then...." Demetri said forgetting about the battle conversation as he had lost interest in it. He glanced to the floor for a moment as he heard her speak. "I See.. then why are you still drinking it?" He asked curiously. If e didn't like something like that he would stop, it was that simple. He blinked a few timeas he felt a bit tired.
Why had he felt tired in the afternoon like this it was odd. He didn't sleep enough probably, he had always been a night person and latly he had either been woken up early or jsut woke up. He had only had about six or seven hours of sleep for the passed two or three days. He had lost count..
(in a posting slump all of a sudden.. will improve.. promise XD)
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Post by mollie havoc on May 25, 2008 18:17:32 GMT -5
Mollie glanced down and shrugged lightly at the question. With a light frown she had no idea why she was drinking it herself. Pushing the liquid aside it was probably best to do so even though for now the coffee was subsiding her hunger but she would probably need to get some food at some point, in reality though the girl was simply too lazy to go in search of something to eat. Usually she followed the food that she craved, when she felt like eating something she would but right now her mind was pretty blank, in effect therefore her stomach was also empty. Leaning back in her seat Mollie leaned back her head and stared up at the ceiling. Closing her eyes a moment she stayed in silence until returning her gaze back towards Demetri.
Mollie was often nocturnal, hence the getting up at 2pm. Any earlier and she would be heavily deprived of sleep. Things were always so much fun in the night. The better people were awake, more interesting than the ones in suits who sat around on their lunch break. "What are you planning on doing with you day? Besides sitting around here?" A smile of interest placed across her expression, she may have just simply been seeking conversation to be had but it seemed like a decent question, half decent at least. [/size] [[ah don't worry, mind is waaay worse!]] |
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Post by Demetri Montroli on May 25, 2008 18:58:18 GMT -5
Demetri watched her slide her cup aside, he looked to the wall clock as it read 2:26 pm. He could here the people down stairs their were people their all day long. Half of tem had no clue what day it was let alone the time. They were just idiots. The idiots came around earlier while all the regular people came at night.
Demetri glanced over to Mollie as she spoke."I don't know...I really wasn't planning anything.."Demetri said with a shrug. He didn't feel like doing anything but he was one of those people that would do something if he was dragged or something. He really didn't care...
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