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Post by bane on Nov 9, 2008 21:23:11 GMT -5
Bane stood in the shadows against the wall of the night club; he didn't remember the name becuase he just didn't particually care. All that mattered to him were the people. Oh; the amazing people.
So much hatred and jealousy, especially jealously, and he could bend and shape those emotions so nicely.
He turned to a girl sitting at a bar; a bit on the large side and not too pretty. Oh, he could feel the jealously pouring off her in waves. He smiled as her thoughts ran through him like warm water.
She's so pretty; I'll never be like that. I hate her face; does it have to be so perfect?
No, of course it doesn't..Bane thought as he sent a sense of hatred and anger to the usually timid girl. I bet she'll look much better with ur fist in her face.
He held his breath in glee as the girl rose suddenly and walked to the barbie doll girl, plowing her fist into her face.
Sucking in a breath he couldn't help but hiss in joy. Oh; how he loved night clubs.
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Post by Milk on Nov 9, 2008 21:31:19 GMT -5
Anna stood outside a booming club. She felt her eyes wander over the building, inspecting it as different sensations and color bombarded her. It was nauseating, the sensations, yet addictive. She smiled, swaying a bit outside, before deciding to go in and let the feelings and colors attack her.
Anna stepped inside after paying, her currently short, dark-purple hair in a lazy, half-assed pony. Immediately, she was hit with colors that varied from green to purple to white. She felt tiny invisible hands smacking her body, and tasted something metallic and cherry in her mouth. Definately a club, she thought, smiling widely and making her way to the corner. She didn't pay attention to anyone, nor to who she stood by. She closed her eyes once she was against the wall, and let the sensations entertain her. She wasn't aware of the man beside her, or of his dark powers.
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Post by bane on Nov 9, 2008 21:37:41 GMT -5
Bane turned from the commotion that had started with a smile. Ah; his job was done. He began to rise from the wall but haltered when the door to the club opened and a girl entered.
She was small and fragile looking; with dark purple hair; common for the current club; and had a small heart shaped face that made him grimace.
She was so....cute. It was disgusting. Yet strangly he couldn't look away. And it was then that he felt the emotions bombarding him.
They were comming from the girl. Oh; how sweet they were, so loud and intoxicating. FOr a moment he leaned against the wall; almost drunk from the feelings; then snapped out of it as he noticed her walk directly towards him and lean against the wall. Right. By. Him.
Okay. Usually, when he was overcome with someone's feelings, he had the sensation of being drunk and extremely light headed.
But this was a little different; and a bit odd.
His body came alive instantly, itching to move closer to her; to dive into her mind and discover her darkest secrects. And to do alot more things that he rather not admit.
Unable to help himself he heard a rumbling growl rise from his throat.
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Post by Milk on Nov 9, 2008 21:44:42 GMT -5
Anna, who was paying attention to the music and had her eyes closed, did not hear the growl nor did she see his attention on her. She smiled softly when the tone changed into something different, something that tasted much sweeter on her tongue. She opened her eyes finally, to look around.
She glanced at the guy she stood by, and slowly took in his appearance. He looked a bit scary, with the scars and all the dark stuff, but he wasn't doing anything scary. She mentally noted to pay attention to him if she could, before turning her attention away to look around again.
Anna saw some of her classmates from an art class she took. She saw one of them was eyeing her curiously, looking like he was thinking about something. She looked away again, uninterested, before standing. She was going to go stand somewhere else, or maybe dance. She wasn't sure, and wouldn't find the answer until she was in the crowd and getting the sensations of others against her.
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Post by bane on Nov 9, 2008 21:56:50 GMT -5
Bane almost wanted to scream in frustration as she pushed off he wall and began to walk away.
He found he couldn't resist the pull of her emotions and discovered his feet falling into place behind her. He slipped into her mind, almost fainting from all the sensations.
It was so intoxicating; it was almost madening.
He vaguely noticed the people staring at him; taking in all his scars, but he ignored the, his focus on the girl.
He wanted to be closer to her so he could feel the full blow of all those emotions, but he kept a safe distance. For some reason he didn't want to scare her away.
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Post by Milk on Nov 9, 2008 22:04:00 GMT -5
Anna tried to avoid getting touched, finding that all the people being in her personal, sensitive bubble was one-too-many a sensation, and some people gave off a weird feeling she either hated or wasn't adjusted too. For example, one girl who had ridiculously short and tight clothes on, bumped up against her and made a strange feeling of wet cotton. She didn't like that.
She reached the other side of the club and glanced around. She saw and open seat at the bar, and went to get a drink. She wasn't 21 yet, but she figured they had soda. Alcohol made a strange, almost ugly color.
Once she got her beverage, a Pepsi-drink of some sort, she returned to leaning against the wall, not noticing the man following her yet. The music had changed again, and it was creating a sensation that made her cold. She set her drink down at the bar, shivering.
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Post by bane on Nov 9, 2008 22:08:00 GMT -5
Watching her Bane saw as she began to shiver. Quickly turning himself invisible to the human eye he walked forward slowly, every step closer to her more mind numbing; until he was finally standing directly behind her.
Taking in a deep breath he leaned forward, his head bent towards her neck.
By the gods she smelled so good; and his body was humming from the emotions she let off. He could manipulate them so easily; but for some reason all he wanted to do was bask in them.
Unable to help himself he reached out and hand and brushed her hair aside; hoping she didn't feel the soft caress.
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Post by Milk on Nov 9, 2008 22:16:32 GMT -5
Anna looked up momentarily, then away. She had felt something different than what the music was setting off. She shrugged and hugged her body, rubbing her arms and occassionally breathing into her hands to warm them up.
The song finally changed, and the sensation left. It was the song that had first been playing when she had entered the club. She sighed in relief and felt the leftovers of the coldness leaving. She smiled and started to drink her drink, small colors popping up that matched the shade of the drink.
The classmate who had been eyeing her earlier approached her, smiling kindly at her. "Hey." She looked at him, silent and waiting. He was waiting too. When Anna said nothing to acknowledge him, he spoke again. "Didn't you do that weird painting for art class...The one with all the colors?" She nodded, still staying silent. He was getting frustrated- why wouldn't she talk? He sighed. "It was neat." "Hm." was all she said before looking away from him. He frowned, frustrated, and tried to think of a way to get her talking. He had a thing for her.
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Post by bane on Nov 15, 2008 13:49:30 GMT -5
Bane arched a brow in irritation at the guy who had approached the girl. The guy obviously had a thing for her; and for some reason Bane found that that filled him with anger and something close to jealously.
He knew what the boy wanted, he wanted her to dance with him. The image of him holding her in his arms, they're bodies close, brought a fueling rage to his emotions.
Sending an overwhelming sense of forboding to the booy he watched as he backed up, his gaze confused; before walking away quickly.
He wouldn't know what had made him so uneasy, but it would linger on forever, always giving him a sense of uneasiness whenever he came near the girl. Good, he didn't want him anywhere near her.
Unable to help himself Bane made himself corporeal. Now she would be able to see him; and feel him.
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Post by Milk on Nov 15, 2008 14:14:00 GMT -5
Anna felt slight confusion when the boy started to back away with a look of unease. She watched silently, then looked around to find the source of the boy's discomfort.
It was then that she turned into Bane's chest, flushing for not realizing he'd been there. She looked up at him, confused by his closeness, then returned for her search of the thing that had gotten the boy away. All she could think of was it was probably the guy who had been standing behind her. She looked back up at him, her thoughts roaming everywhere, then finally asked, "Can I help you?"
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Post by bane on Nov 15, 2008 15:09:21 GMT -5
Bane's body stirred at her soft voice, her sensual eyes waching him. How he'd like nothing more than to see them darkened by pleasure.
Stepping forward Bane knew he was invading her space, but he didn't care. "Dance with me."
((u gotta tell me if I get too....eplict for you lol. I won't mind.))
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Post by Milk on Nov 15, 2008 15:13:27 GMT -5
((alrighty))
Anna flushed at the request, and at something else. Voices produced colors, and only vivid unique ones made her flush. His color was a strange mixture of black and a silky shades of purples and reds. It took her a moment or so to answer.
"Uh...No thanks," she told him and started to turn away. She didn't want to be touched, or have any of her personal space invaded again that night. I think I'll leave in a few minutes...Once I finish my drink, she decided, sipping the remains of her beverage.
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Post by bane on Nov 15, 2008 15:25:58 GMT -5
Bane sensed the nervousness flowing off her in waves. It was quite clear that he made her uneasy.
And at the present moment he just couldn't seem to care. An uncontrollable urge to touch her, to have his body pressed against her's was almost overwhelming.
What the hell was wrong with him? Bane asked himself as he found himself stepping forward again until his body was pressed against her back. He felt her stiffen and couldn't help but growl in victory. It was almost sexual, the sense of overcoming her, controlling her.
He could sent a vibe to her that would make her want him, beg for him, but for some reason he wanted her to come to him of her own free will.
"Just one dance, and you'll never see me again."
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Post by Milk on Nov 15, 2008 15:30:42 GMT -5
Anna stiffened, frowning when he was pressed up against her and fully in her space. She heard something in the back of her mind, saying she liked the feeling of him against her, but she ignored it. This stranger was in her space! And...he was growling? She looked over her shoulder at him, eyes a bit icey with anger.
"Fine," she agreed reluctantly. She chugged the remains of her beverage, which gave her a painful headache, then stood, her height making her look pathetic compared to him. Just one dance, and you can go home. she reminded herself silently, telling herself to get it over with.
((hey, i'll brb))
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Post by bane on Nov 15, 2008 15:46:31 GMT -5
Bane couldn't help but grin a predatory grin; hoping his fangs hadn't showed.
Grasping her elbow he lead her onto the dance floor, then stood before her, his eyes dark and intense.
Reaching out he slowly grasped his hand around her middle; sensing her nervousness as he did so.
Pulling her foward slowly he almost growled again at the fell of her body as it hit his, chest to chest; hip to him.
((K))
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