gbe Φ in the car Φ moderate aphro

Aug 06, 2010 22:19

The car engine was guttering quietly as the wheels crept up the steep incline that lead to, what the teenagers referred to as, Lovers Hide-way, probably because the jocks who painted the wooden signs they had then proceeded to prop against the big boulders the acted as a safety railing were far too stupid to add the 'a' in 'hideaway'. Not that ( Read more... )

series: deadman wonderland

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greatest_pirate August 7 2010, 14:04:28 UTC
"Oi," came a gentle rap at the window. Johnny knelt down to peak in, trying to get her attention over the blaringly loud Bach that was currently rolling through her speaker system. "Oi! Minatsuki, it's me. You ready?"

Technically there was an eight year difference between them, but lust was something that was often very difficult to fully control. They'd had to steal their moments within the school, lest his position as a teacher be jeopardized. Tonight, though. Tonight was their moment, no more holding back.

"Glad to see you could make it, it's a little chilly out here."

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brothercumface August 7 2010, 20:36:17 UTC
The seventeen year old didn't jump at the knocking, nor did she even look over toward the window at first. She didn't need to, honestly, and simply leaned across the cab of the car and unlocked the passenger door so he could at least talk to her inside the car. Minatsuki was unsure if they were staying in the car, but was sort of hoping as much; there'd be too much of a chance they were going to be seen and get in an immense amount of trouble.

"Get in," she demanded impatiently, pushing dials on the radio until the music ceased, and then turned her full attention to the teacher whom had come out here to meet.

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greatest_pirate August 7 2010, 21:12:22 UTC
"Ah, thanks," he said, getting inside. The size difference between the two was noticeable, especially now. The car was just a little bit smaller than what Johnny was used to, so it took a little maneuvering and seat adjustment for him to get all the way inside. A sigh of relief left his lips as he finally settled in, loosening his tie.

"Thank god," he said, popping his neck. He pushed the back of the seat all the way down, giving him room to reach over. His arms wrapped around her waist as he pulled her in for a kiss. "I've missed you. I was starting to think we'd never find time to ourselves."

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brothercumface August 7 2010, 21:28:02 UTC
Kisses were possibly Minatsuki's least favorite thing, but she was willing to deal with it as she deftly unbuckled her seatbelt and clambered over the stick shift emergency break and into his lap. Sandwiched between the dashboard and her teacher's chest, the brunette was admittedly a little uncomfortable as she dragged her teeth across his lower lip before breaking off their kiss.

"Yeah, yeah," she jeered, glad for the dark to hide the slightest and faintest flush spreading across her cheeks. "That's really cute, Mister Sfondi."

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taigacub August 7 2010, 21:10:03 UTC
Taiga gazed over the incline, looking rather pleased with herself. She'd come on a friend's request, since she had heard that her boyfriend was cheating on hr with some other girl, and were scheduled to come to the Hide-way. She usually didn't do stuff like this, but she had to sacrifice for friends. Taiga was a pretty big name at school as the Palmtop Tiger--no one dared cross her path, but plenty tried to court her and tried to tame her, and, well. Taiga beat them all down with a glare.

The girl looked back at the car blaring classical music. "That's annoying," she muttered under her breath, her flower-printed bag heavy and next to her, even if it was all empty of her utensils. The cheating couple were packing up to go home, covered in sticky honey and flour. Taiga smirked widely, before starting to get up.

As she passed Minatsuki's car, she rapped her knuckles against the window. "Oi, you. That dead guy music is bad enough, do you have to play it so loud? Geez."

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brothercumface August 7 2010, 21:50:01 UTC
She scoffed. Minatsuki detested the idea of taking orders from another source, let alone one she highly doubted she even knew. But the music was starting to get on her nerves as well, so the brunette idly pounded on the dials of her radio until the blaring violin concertos were muffled by the faintest sound of airway static.

Even if she had conceded to the demands of the third - or rather, second - party, the brunette was hardly took lightly to being bossed around. Practically kicking the door open and sliding onto the gravelly pavement, she snapped at the other girl, "It's not my music choice." Her lips were drawn back in a displeased snarl but melted into a slightly appreciatively look at her bag. "...cute accessory."

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taigacub August 7 2010, 21:58:31 UTC
"Mm?" Taiga looked down at her bag and gave a shrug, making sure it was on her slim shoulders. "Thanks. It's not your car, right?" Because it hardly suited her, especially if it was classical music. She tossed her head slightly, long golden curls curling near her slim waist. "Looks like it needs a big car wash."

As the couple she had pranked left, shouting at her, she grinned in a slightly sadistic way, before turning her attention back to Minatsuki. She'd seen her around before, not her circles, but enough. It made her slightly suspicious as to why she was alone--did girls usually come and wait for the guys? Unless she was, well... in a weirder relationship.

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brothercumface August 7 2010, 22:17:36 UTC
Minatsuki piqued an eyebrow and dragged a finger across the door, rubbing the thick layer of dust, dirt and grime between her thumb and pointer finger. It was a dirty machine, that was sure, but she could care less - it wasn't as if she had an attachment to the vehicle, and it may prove a whole hell of a lot more fun to wreck the thing on her way back than to get it cleaned. And she smirked at the thought.

"Probably does," she drawled, eyes watching the retreat of the couple that, honestly, she didn't know and couldn't care less about, but seemed to know her new companion. Jerking her thumb over her shoulder in their direction, Minatsuki calmly cooed, "Friends of yours?"

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killsclients August 8 2010, 02:28:17 UTC
Ah, his woman was here. His cute little psycho woman. He'd promised to meet her here after she'd expressed for the millionth time her irritation with... everyone and everything. While their relationship was strange at best, and his reasons for "loving" Minatsuki was simply for his own entertainment, he had grown a bit fond of her. They had a shared inclination to injuring others, at least. Moving from where he was hidden, he strolled on over to Minatsuki's car and leaned over, tapping on the driver's side window.

He loved telling her what to do most, and he loved when she put up a fight.

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brothercumface August 8 2010, 04:16:18 UTC
She had been expecting the tap on the window, and didn't jump in the slightest as the sound of knuckles on glass sounded directly in her ear. She felt no trepedation in rolling down the window as some might feel upon being approached in a dark parking lot and not even paying the slightest attention to the face of whomever was outside their car - she didn't need to look, she knew who was there.

Without looking over in the direction of the window, Minatsuki reached to push the button that would roll the glass down and waited until the window had been rolled completely down before unbuckling her seat belt and leaning over the rest both arms on the ledge where the glass had slid between and leaned out of the car to blink up at him. "Hey baby," she cooed in a sugary sweet voice to mirror that most old men used to hit on women obscenely younger than them. "Come here often?"

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killsclients August 8 2010, 08:22:32 UTC
As the window rolled down Magato stood upright and wore a rather happy grin. Her greeting was strange enough, but oddly fitting considering who was smiling back up at him. Magato was all too happy to play along.

"Only when I have business here," he answered, casually and coolly, and continuing the charade. "So, do you have what I want in this van of yours?"

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brothercumface August 8 2010, 08:29:02 UTC
"That depends what you're wanting, doesn't it?" she chided back, deciding a casual 'why don't you get in and find out' would be a little much. Her smile melted into something more akin to a smirk as she said as much, and Minatsuki allowed her tongue to poke out of the corner of her mouth and lick rather suggestivly around her lips as she awaited his response.

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brothercumface August 8 2010, 09:03:59 UTC
She had heard the crunch of gravel that announced Katou's approach and arrival, but paid him no more attention than need be. It wasn't as if she had recognized his gait or anything, and thus when he spoke she chose to stop ignoring him and directed her eyes toward the window to alight upon a familiar face to match the familiar voice. It was a pleasant surprise; she hadn't expected to run into him here and, in all honesty, the blonds company wasn't as irritating as other persons, but no where near pleasant enough to make Minatsuki crack a smile as she rolled down the window to speak with him.

"What are you doing out here?" she asked boredly, stretching in the drivers seat and twirling a strand of her hair around one of her fingers. It should have been rather obvious what he had been doing around these parts, but there was no reason to push the topic as it wasn't of optimal importance to her.

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brothercumface August 8 2010, 21:22:08 UTC
"Body dump," she replied calmly, inspecting her finger nails as if they were not (partially) joking about murder. It was highly possible, but she hadn't really felt that inclined toward fatal violence as of late, and while she couldn't deny it would be a perfect spot to roll a body down the mountain from up here, she didn't have a dead body in the back of her car.

His mention of drugs caught her attention, and she raised both eyebrows as her nails lost all her attention. "You have all that?" she asked, mouth puckered in thought. She wasn't anywhere near a drug addict - hell, she didn't need to be - but she couldn't deny that she'd had some wicked trips off the product the blond had supplied her with in the past. Only problem was, quality product meant a high price. "I haven't got any money on me."

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godsfinest August 8 2010, 21:22:15 UTC
The cold night air smelled of sin, his favorite scent of them all. As Lucifer walked between the cars, silently yet with the confidence of someone with nothing to fear, he listened closely for sounds of pain and pleasure. Both feelings interested him, made it seem worthy to spend a night among insignificant human children on their first brave adventure. There was a mocking grin on his face but, in fact, he applauded them for breaking the rules. He also knew that his presence would function as a catalyst which made this party even a little more decadent ( ... )

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brothercumface August 8 2010, 22:05:26 UTC
She didn't jump - that wasn't quite the word for it. She startled, subtly, her head swinging around to stare out the window to her left. She was quite certain she had head a voice, and while her eyes couldn't immediately pinpoint a figure in the semi darkness, she certainly saw the slight glow from the end of a lit cigarette. Cautiously, the brunette rolled down her window, and the second her eyes adjusted to the dark and she realized that she was faced with someone she didn't recognize from school or the neighborhood, here eyebrows rocketed upward toward her hair line and her mouth puckered. Minatsuki was no good dealing with strangers, especially strange ones who approached parked cars up here ( ... )

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godsfinest August 9 2010, 11:10:45 UTC
"Yet it suits the atmosphere perfectly," Lucifer answered casually. Even though he was unwilling to admit it, he was mildly impressed by her calm. In this day and age, paranoia had spread like a fire. All of a sudden young people actually listened to their mothers' stories about rapists and serial killers. It wasn't like he denied the fact that they existed, oh no. It would be a shame if they ceased to exist just because the world was changing into something secure and dreadfully boring.

"Are you expecting company?" He took another drag from the cigarette, savoring the moment. The background noises were intoxicating and for the first time in what felt like ages he actually felt relaxed. Everyone here waited for someone; may it be a lover or a customer. Unfortunately, he had already made his choice. This little bitch was his prey tonight and he couldn't have been less concerned about any eventual rivalry. He was, after all, used to getting what he wanted.

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brothercumface August 9 2010, 21:33:17 UTC
"...Yes." It was a lie; she hadn't really the faintest idea why she had come up here without anyone, and without the intention of meeting anyone here either. But it seemed better to lie in this situation. And sure, she couldn't use a boyfriend or girlfriend trump card, as then he may just decide to stick around until her significant other showed up which, she knew, wouldn't. "My dealer. Although he may just blow me off again."

That seemed like safe waters to tread in, although she was steadily regretting rolling down her window. This guy gave her the creeps. "You know what, I bet the little fucker decided to leave me. So I should probably get going..."

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