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Post by sayuri on Jan 25, 2006 0:25:40 GMT -5
Reiko stepped into the club hearing whispers like buzzing bees underneath the blasting music. She grinned walking forward with full confidence ignoring the lustful stares of men she passed. Her body danced along the hypnotic rhythm making her way through the crowed with ease. Reiko pulled out a cigarette looking for something until she came to the back staring dead straight ahead. She stood at the end of the stairs leading to the backstage rooms staring at a security guard questionally, her body naturally flowed into a seductive position smiling at him knowing he was under her spell already. Reiko was there for one purpose, for fun-not just any kind though. The dangerous and wild kind, when police sirens go off right on your tail kind. A bad habit of hers no doubt but couldn't be helped. With a nervous trembling nod and gulp the guard let her pass receiving another smile and the finished cigarette she had. It was time for the real fun to begin.
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Post by Anya™ on Jan 25, 2006 19:47:35 GMT -5
A man, seeming normal at first glance, sat in the back with bottle of whiskey. He was leaning back lazily in his chair, one leg stretched out and one arm draped carelessly over the back of his chair. Dark eyes, almost black yet truely silver in color, always sweeped the dark interior of the simulated club. True, it wasn't real, but he had to give credit to them for making it perfectly suitable for women to crowd inside. There were femmes every where, but they were all the same, boring type he met every night. They weren't enough to sate him, to make his demons run screaming for the night. What he needed was something different.
As he took another long drink from his whiskey bottle, his eyes stopped dead on a femme, apparently working her magic on the male portion of the crowd, as she made her way through. His gaze locked on her, took in every detail she willingly gave, taunting everything male in him to make her his for the night. Why not? She seemed to flaunt her style, offer herself, and she definately seemed different, so didn't he have the right? Drinking the last of the whiskey, he set it on the table and stood, making his way fluidly through the crowd, his nearly black gaze still pinned on her body.
Finally seeing her in full view, he waited for a little while, taking notes mentally. She was apparently a smoker and she certainly wasn't shameless when she used her talent on the guard to get her way. Maybe it was exactly what he needed. Leaning against the wall lazily, as if he was just lounging, he crossed his arms, averted his gaze to look at the ground and seem as if his eyes were closed. But really, he kept them slightly open, keeping a distinct eye on her. He'd wait until she came back to the dance floor.
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Post by sayuri on Jan 27, 2006 18:06:09 GMT -5
Reiko shifted looking for a certain someone fixing her mini red satin dress for any wrinkles before being roughly bumped from behind. “Excuse you but I’m-oh Reiko, what are you doing here? You could have called or something ya know, darling. Are you up in trouble again, that’s why you’re here isn’t it?” A muscular voice chuckled giving a lending hand to her but she slapped it away grinning at her former lover, Jack, he owned the joint she knew being one of his old showgirls for wild Saturdays years ago. “Is that how you speak to someone that YOU knock over, Jack? Honestly you haven’t change in the slightest bit and no-for once I’m not in trouble and it’s boring!” She said giving a fake pouty face at him walking to the dressing rooms hearing him laugh again following her path.
“So what brings you back here, love? You rarely come back unless you have something…Reiko…why are you looking at me like that? Stop it, whatever it is it’s out of the question! I know you too well to fall for your tricks…more than twice…couple times.” He growled but she just giggled and traced her hand up his chest leaving a single finger under his chin leaning close feeling his warm breath stop and hold under tension. “Awwwwww Jack, you know I love visiting you and besides-what harm can I do? Hmmm? How about I sing a little and I go back to the dance floor then we can talk…privately, okay?” She asked innocently batting her eyelashes working her famous charm again gaining control over his common sense at the sign of his constant stumble, hook-line-sinker. He shuddered a yes and rushed back to work still shaken tripping over his own feet, she smiled to herself satisfied shutting the door behind her to get ready for her upcoming performance.
(Moments Later)
Reiko changed into skintight leather pants chained with silver belts’n spikes on the belt and a loose black bikini top laced on revealing her chest fully almost. She heard her music cue begin and walked on the stage waving out to the crowed and winking to the few indivals who whistled at her. But one particular man caught her attention leaning against the wall by the stairs casually, who was this man? She sure as hell hadn’t seen him before. She eyed him for a moment then began to sway her body to the beat letting her voice echo through the microphone. “This is for all you fine fellas out there tonight, give’em some lovin ladies!” She nodded her head to the band then sang…
1, 2, 3, 4 No, I want more 5, 6, 7 It's not OK How come you taste so good? This time I'm really hooked
It's half past ten, it's getting late But the night is young and I can't wait You know I like it loud You should know me by now
Something sweet or something strong Seems like love no longer can turn me on Like boy need girl and girl need boy Got a nasty habit called rock'n'roll
But you don't know what it's like I've done things you've only dreamed about More than once or twice It keeps me up at night Jump up, bubble up, what's in store? Bryan looked for love, but I want more I found another beat, there's no time for sleep
Something sweet and something strong Seems like love no longer can turn me on Like the girls in suits and those pretty boys I gave my heart to rock'n'roll To rock'n'roll Rock'n'roll Oh, oh..
So you can call the police I'm sorry 'bout my manners, but you see, I'm a bit drunk as you can see I bet you would like to undress me
Something sweet and something strong Seems like love no longer can turn me on Like boy need girl and girl need boy Got a nasty habit called rock'n'roll
Something sweet and something strong Seems like love no longer can turn me on Like the girls in suits and those pretty boys I gave my heart to rock'n'roll Rock'n'roll Oh, oh..
Reiko lifted her arms to the exploding audience full of cheers and walked back stage to find the stranger she eyed earlier.
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Post by Anya™ on Jan 27, 2006 20:32:50 GMT -5
The man looked up as soon as she had stepped on stage, his dark silver/black eyes taking in every motion and drinking in the sight of her. When she had glanced at him, it seemed as if time stopped at the moment, his eyes blazing as if branding her if anyone else dared to claim her. When she tore her gaze away, began to dance to the music, he wished that it was for him and not another. Why was he thinking this? He didn't even know the woman and he normally didn't have a jealous streak. He just wanted to rid himself of the demons that kept clogging his dreams and haunting him, making him wake in the dead of night with a cold sweat and a rage too large to carry.
When the woman stepped from the stage, he pushed away from the wall, heading straight toward the guards and the backstage hall. When they stopped him, he looked at them, dark eyes flaming dangerously. "And why not?" he practically growled, stepping closer without realizing it. The guard on the left put a hand on his shoulder, making him stop. The man growled, eyes darting to his face, and the guard let go and backed away. Instantly, he slipped through, leaving the guards behind as he stalked through the halls. He knew exactly where she was, where she was heading, because he had been back here before. He was a threat to most in public places and he preferred it that way.
Soon, he heard the sound of shoes hitting the ground and he quickly slid into the shadows, his eyes nearly blending in. Turning the corner was the woman, the singer that seemed to find a way under his skin so quickly when all he wanted was a good night's sleep. Following her quickly, he wrapped an arm around her waist, dragging her into the shadows with him.
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Post by sayuri on Jan 28, 2006 2:16:06 GMT -5
“I need to catch my breath…hmm, this damn outfit doesn’t have any pockets!!! Damn this sexy leather laced outfit, they always attract me and I forget all the time I can’t put my cigarettes anywhere. Grrrr, maybe I can get some from Jack. He knows how I get without them god forbid if I don’t find any soon.” Reiko muttered to herself unlacing her top struggling to reach her back with her hands walking down the dark hall of the changing rooms. It never crossed her mind to glance upwards although she did sense something instead her mind was quite occupied fiddling with the lace strings. She could not see the piercing dark eyes that seem to somehow glow enchantingly in the dark of the shadows, which pulled her in by the waist suddenly. Reiko gave a quick gasp of shock readying herself in a defense position thinking angrily knowing it was a man by the roughness of the skin and muscle structure.
“How dare some guy try to drag me off like this and get fresh! Ooooh, their ass is good as dead now! Don’t underestimate me dumbass, I haven’t trained in self-defense for 8 years for nothing!” She brought up her knee to the masked stranger cloaked in darkness to his groin and gave a painful twist on the wrist lock she pulled on him. “Wanna tell me what business you have with me or shall I guess for you?” She hissed feeling a strange familiar force drawing her to him like before from the man by the stairs, her grip loosened and her eyes softened but she kept her guard up stepping backwards to lean against wall patiently waiting for his reply.
[ooc-Charming way for them to meet, 'no? lol]
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Post by Anya™ on Jan 28, 2006 16:15:56 GMT -5
He had counted on a retaliation and he knew exactly where she would do her retaliation. Blocking it efficiently, he had let her slip away, a humorless grin on his face. "I'm sure I don't need a women telling me what I already know," he said, looking at her. He couldn't help but notice she had undone her top some and it took more than he thought to tear his gaze away. He looked back up at her face, looked her in the eyes. "You know exactly how to attract a guy's attention. It's a miracle they aren't crawling all over you. I could tell from half the men in the crowd that they wanted to do something with you."
With an inward sigh, he leaned back against the wall lazily, crossing his arms. His sandy brown hair fell out of place a little, covering his eyes slightly. He rarely showed emotion, his face a mask that never showed his true feelings. Only glimpses could be seen in his dark eyes, but even then it could be hard to decipher. And he certainly wasn't about to break down and tell her everything just because she had a great body and nice eyes. That could possibly degrade his stature and that was the last thing he needed.
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Post by sayuri on Jan 28, 2006 16:50:01 GMT -5
Reiko noticed his gaze fall on her chest many times before being trapped by her stare, another perfect quality about her was her eyes-they always made men fall to their knees. She arched an eyebrow crossing her arms against her breasts giving a cold glare; she took in all his features detailing his face and body, overall quite cute in her opinion. “Hn, the last guy who tried “crawling” on me ended up in the hospital being a regular there. I’ve noticed you have not yet given me your name and I will not reply my own until I know yours.” She stated grabbing a long trench coat from the roll-wheeled clothes cart and unlaced her top showing off her black-laced bra without shame nor embarrassment. Reiko saw him lean against the wall hanging his head down a little his eyes covered by unruly sandy hair while putting back on her red satin mini dress then the trench coat over it, she felt her heart skip a beat for a moment while looking at him. “ What the hell just happen? Maybe I just need a drink, my mind is too confused right now. Wonder why he wants to talk to me though…”
Reiko’s eyes narrowed at the footsteps coming from behind them, without another thought she grabbed the stranger’s hand and pulled him into the dressing room slamming the door behind them. “Shit, it’s Jack! You didn’t do anything to spark up trouble with the guards or anything, did you?” She whispered hearing the footsteps stop directly in front of the door and knocked upon loudly, Jack’s voice called out to Reiko happily. “Reiko, you were great but you’re needed on the dance floor. The crowed is restless until they see you down there, you got five minutes and you owe me a drink later…in my room. Ha ha ha!” He walked away shouting at others behind stage, Reiko sighed rolling her eyes to turn around. "Now tell me, why actually have you come to me?"
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Post by Anya™ on Jan 28, 2006 17:09:27 GMT -5
His name? Why exactly would she want to know his name and why would he want to know hers? It wasn't as if he was asking her to be his girlfriend or to marry him. But just as these thoughts rolled by, he heard himself say it. "Raoul. And you're not going to the man's room." He didn't just state it, he said it in a strong firm voice. His mind was still tripping, though, when she had grabbed his arm and dragged him into the room. It seemed as if sparks had flew between them, making a restless fire stream through his blood. But why? He had touched countless women, but that had never happened before. Shaking the thought away, he just looked at her.
"And what if I did start trouble with the guards? He couldn't possibly do anything. He isn't real. This isn't real. It's all simulated to suit our needs, to make us feel as if we aren't in some hell hole that uses us for some damn experiment," he said, his tone getting rough. Oh how he wanted to kill the person in charge of this hell. But his mind wandered back to her body, how the dress showed off her curves. "You're killing me, mon cherie..."
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Post by sayuri on Jan 28, 2006 17:30:40 GMT -5
“Raoul eh? That name kinda suits him somehow plus it’s cute-ahhh! Bad thoughts bad thoughts Reiko! Snap out of it! Dear god I really need that drink now. He best not think I’m a one-night stand or something.” She thought herself not aware of the funny expressions her face made throughout the process of clearing her mind. She snapped out of her thoughts when she heard him saying she couldn’t see Jack and nothing was real, but all she thought if he had any control or right over her actions! She flipped her back to the door giving him an odd look, “What makes you think you can tell me what I can and cannot do, Raoul?! And I’m not under someone’s control like some experiment pet, this place not be real but I’m gonna get out of here someday…by the way, my name is Reiko.” She hissed through clenched teeth angrily punching the door leaving a large dent ignoring her aching knuckles. “I swear whoever did this to me is gonna pay with blood.” She walked out of the room without delay not wanting to wait for him; she was having a perfectly fun time until he came along growling under her breath. Reiko knew she really needed a drink more than ever that moment rushing down the stairs pushing the guards down. She watched them tumble to the ground and stepped on their bodies to inform them her pissed off mood and not to get in her way, she gave messages like that a lot.
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Post by Anya™ on Jan 28, 2006 17:44:04 GMT -5
Raoul sighed, shaking his head as she left. At least she wasn't the weak and defenseless type, but hopefully she didn't use that on him. Without hesitation, he followed, but enough to keep him out of her anger-streak. And worse, she thought he was telling her what not to do. Was he? Maybe it had slipped out that way because of that unsuspecting jealous streak that appeared out of no where. Setting his jaw, he caught up with her just after the guards, taking a hold of her arm and dragging her into the shadows before she could hop on stage. That same electrical fire streaked through him, but he ignored it for the time being. His eyes glittered dangerously, daring her to try any move against him, yet they might have seemed softer than before.
"I'm not telling you what to do, but I'm guaranteeing you that you aren't going to be spending the night with that man," he said, looking down at her. "Truthfully, we're all experimental pets if you look at it in the right light, in or out of this prison. And I think that name pretty much suits you." Where the hell did that come from? Her name? He really was going insane because of her. After this, he really did have to set his priorities straight.
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Post by sayuri on Jan 28, 2006 17:59:27 GMT -5
Reiko felt her tense muscles relax when his hand gripped her arm, his voice seemed to calm her down in a way, still she hated how he kept pulling her into the shadowy corners. She stared down at the ground silently resisting the strongest urge to look at his face. Her lips seem to give a small smile but hard to trace, she wonder why he was even here still or why he followed but the words couldn’t come out of her mouth to ask him.
Reiko just turned around heading to the bar making sure this time he couldn’t stop her, she knew deep down she was always trapped, she was going to be a pet to them forever, imprisoned…unless she did something. Her feet picked up pace glancing behind her to see if he followed but she couldn’t find him through the crowed, why did she even care if he did? He was nothing special to her. She was also puzzled why she told him her name, sure- she promised to tell him if he told hers but she wasn’t serious. At the worse time possible Jack came up to her eagerly putting his hands at her waist, she gave a look of disgust at his lustful behavior. “Where have you been? C’mon let’s go get a drink!” He cheered her on pulling her a little; Reiko growled and didn’t bother to contain her anger any longer sending him straight into the air with a single punch to the face. “F*CK OFF JACK!” She yelled and made her way to the bar finally sitting down in the far off corner ordering a Apple Martini feeling her mind wonder off to Raoul again. She blushed then slammed her fist on the table frustrated “What the hell is the matter with me…?” She whispered.
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Post by Anya™ on Jan 28, 2006 21:48:57 GMT -5
Raoul had followed her all right, but he kept hidden. For some reason, she just kept walking away from him, barely saying anything. What does it matter? It'll just be the same thing after you use her to get rid of those damned demons, he thought fiercely, trying to keep his mind from thinking the more intimate thoughts. But he didn't want to just use her. She seemed completely different from the other women. Her crimson eyes had told him more of herself than any other woman's had. And that was what shattered his mind and good judgment into pieces.
A loud shout disrupted his thoughts, dragging him back into the club. He looked diagonally, straight at Reiko and a man. He arched a brow when she sent him flying backward and he could clearly tell he wasn't going to be in a good mood for a while. Sticking to the shadows, he made his way toward Reiko, intent on keeping her near this time. Coming up right behind her, he caught the small whisper she had uttered as he began a slow massage on her shoulders, bending his head to whisper in her ear. "Nothing is the matter. I believe that was a great display in the crowd. I'm sure most of the guys are going to leave you alone from now on, don't you think?"
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Post by sayuri on Jan 28, 2006 22:04:09 GMT -5
Reiko heard Raoul whisper in her ear replying a different answer then what she really meant but still-being shocked at the sudden warmth on her ear which felt more than welcomed sent shivers down her spine. She gave a quick gasp snapping her direction to him but slipped out of her seat gracefully landing on her hip, Reiko cursed and glared up at him with full blame on his behalf. She didn't care though, deep down she was glad he came back not knowing why she was though-she shook her head confused. "It's best that everyone...leaves me alone." She whispered standing back up taking her drink and tried to get away from him. He was just another guy looking for ass, no one was this motivated for her in the past if she rejected then already. Someone interested in her? Hah! Impossible! No one could claim her heart again, it's broken and shattered to dust...time sweeped away the remains leaving nothing so she couldn't be toyed, used, broken anymore. Nothing.
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Post by Anya™ on Jan 28, 2006 22:24:33 GMT -5
Raoul narrowed his eyes as she turned to leave, instinctively reaching out and grabbing her shoulder lightly, forcing her to sit down while his hand moved to the nape of her neck. Casually, he sat down on her right, his hand slipping down her arm to hold her wrist in a firm but light grasp. He didn't want her leaving him again. Not this time. "You don't need to be alone, mon cherie. You're just agitated and need to calm down. You don't have to run all the time," he stated. "In fact, I think you should be quite content when you managed to send that man flying."
He couldn't help but just look at her. She looked beautiful even when she was angry. His thumb began to feather lightly over the inside of her wrist, a more intimate gesture he hadn't showed anyone. He didn't even realize he was doing it, truthfully. His silver/black gaze looked at her face, willing her to look at him. Right now, he thought he was probably being desperate following her all over the club, stopping her when he could. But she wasn't the stationary type, it seemed. Hopefully it changed.
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Post by sayuri on Jan 28, 2006 22:36:47 GMT -5
Reiko gave a annoyed look at Raoul stopping her once more. She was already confused and pissed off for one night, why was he so presitant on chasing her throughout the place? She felt his thumb give a soft silky stroke on her wrist as if he was trying to comfort her this way. Reiko took little effort to lift her face up staring directly into his eyes, just then she saw some silver in them. Indeed he was dense since he mention sending Jack flying into the air twice, she rolled her eyes putting one elbow on the table and leaned her head on her hand. "Raoul, what exactly is your purpose of following me tonight?" She questioned quietly hanging her face down again, she felt weak under his careful watch and secretly enjoyed his warmth coming on to her skin being so close to her. Reiko didn't want to be lost like this forever. She chugged down the rest of her drink the slid the glass down the table for the bartender to catch, she was ready for anything he was about to tell her now.
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